The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-12-15


I il wasn't Camille who looked joyful and
happy over this. 10 was the woman with
a throat and neck ike Langtry s; with
beautiful hair like Mrs. kendals; with a
grace ike Sarah Bernhardts. but with
clear eyes, and with an individuality that
vas Olga Nethersole. and hers only. In
terestedF j am We women make the
success of the woman actress. We have
ueen looking for many years for sue
cessor TO Mary Anderson. whom we loved
because she was beautiful because she
was good, and. because she looked the
parts she played. ! think the successor
IS round of her, IL must be said, that
having the beauty, the youth and the
goodness Of Mary Anderson. she has in
ADDITION the ability not only TO look the
part she plays. but TO be IL.
Bat TO return to Dumas-alasi he never
can return TO us-last night after the
play was over ! picked up a book and
caught phrase here and there-phrases
tnat you and l might think, but which it
took a master mind to put in words
Ihat s the art of writing-when the read
er says Ihats what you think and I
Ihlnk nothing more'-yes, but we didn't
take the trouble to say it to the world
whereas the great writer touched the
Keynote called humanity, and his audi
ence was large. Talking about the the
alcr, he said Men and women 90 to the
tReater only to hear of love; and to take
part IN the pains and joys that il has
caused. All the other interests of human
lily remain at the door" True? What
are the plays that live? The love stories.
long list which tell the history of a love-
winch means, of a heart Again, and oh,
now Wen this Is known TO be true by wo-
men, he says, "Celibacy. marriage and
adultery-this is the tragic trilOgy in
which the life of women struggles. 1t is
IN this that poets may find eternal dra-
mauc subjects. OF the three phases of
Inc tragedy, the most painful is evidently
the last named" / turn over the mage
and ! read. Wherever there are assem-
souls to be won"
You think this isn't true, and yet before
me there arises the story of a play, the
story OF a tragedy in a tragedy. A great
actress was playing Frou-FrOu. In her
audience was group of people who rep
resented what is called fashion, and
among them was a woman and a man
who had once loved each other dearly, so
ring on her finger he believed that il
ring on her niger that he believed that it
ehclrcled all happiness for him. As the
years went on these two people grew
apart The riffs in the lutte were many
anu the song of love was hushed, or had
drlIted INTO a harsh discordance. Before
the world these two people were simply
IKE many others, but when they were
alone they scarcely spoke. That night as
me play went on, the woman's heart was
touched as il had not been for years and
coming out of the theater she asked her
husband 10 come home with her instead
OF 10 the gay supper where they were ex-
pected. He did. and when they were to-
gether she asked him pardon for all that
she had done that was wrong. and she
begged OF MIN TO give her another chance
10 prove that she loved him. That night
Tor the first time in ten years he kissed
her-thls beautiful woman-and bidding
her good-by at the door of her room, ne
SAID: Tomorrow we will be married
aIresh; Wen start on our honeymoon
learn to love each other again for always,
ana away from all the rest of the world /"
That was goodnight.
The smile on her face was one Of ec
stacy. 10 MS good morning, she gave
no answering word, for death had claim
cd her in the night. In her cold hand
was the bunch of violets that she had
taken from him Just before she left him
because they were like those that Frou-
Frou pinned among her laces. She silent
with the violets, covering her for foiIr
years and then beside her was laid the
bOdy OF the man who, during that time
had been alone always. and who had never
ceased TO BrleVe, because he had had no
opportunity to make her happy in life
Ana the reconciliation came because a
master in the art of playwriting and
OF reading hearts had learned to tell the
story OF a woman who was never bad,
but only weak. Do you remember when
Frou-t'rou asks her husband to take her
away? Think how different her life would
have been If he had done as she asked
him! How different all life would be
If each of us could realize when the other
is reaching out for help!
Somebody says: You are enthusiasts
tic" Perhaps.
Enthusiasm is a good thing-it keeps
people young-for 1t always furnishes
them with illusions. If / am enthusiasts
~ my AiitAhs an 1nere
is not enough money in the whole wide
world to buy my opinion. Years ago,
when / knew, oh, so Welt how much a
little money meant, took for my motto
these three words, ''Litera scripta ma,
net" | translate it, What / write. l
mean," and l have never written what
l did not think to be true and l can
stand before man and God and say that
no opinion was ever bought that was
signed Bah
Postscript-Once in a while I write one.
1t Is usually meant as 1t is now, for that
hard-hearted perSOn-the editor. Some
times, in some forms. he objects to per-
sonalities, but I beg of him, as a special
courtesy, to put in the end of this letter
as it is Che can leave out the postscript
If he likes. 1t is my way of answering a
request made to me to say an unkind
word about woman. VIII you do this to
oblige Bah?