St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1896-04-12

American press. Mr.. Paderewski has never
read line in the newspapers, books or maya
zines published here Yet we fall on our
knees before this gentle creature, and women
are in ecstasies over his red hair, and pay
5000 to sit near him of an afternoon. Now
nobody expects pianists to have any brains,
for they are mostly melancholy creatures that
curl their hair and are scared by a mouse
But you might think that, after earning $4,000
in America this season, Paderewski would
continue to be ladylke. We consider this
language entirely improper for young per-
son in curl papers, and are afraid that Pader-
ewsh is going too far, even for the new wo-
man. Such expressions are positively indeli-
cate, coming from innocent-looking, gold
en-haired young thing, and we believe that
the bearded lady in the museum could do no
worse if she tried
'The War Of Wealth. will be produced in
England in July, Manager Lift having sold
the English rights to J. F. Elliston, a
prominent English manager.
''In Old Kentucky" has cleaned up profit
of over $75 900 this season, it is said, and 1t
shows no signs Of waning popularity.
An extended tour of the Pacific coast and
the far Northwest will be made by the
Friends and Capt. Impudence'' company
San Francisco. After two weeks in Southern
California the company goes to Portland Or,
and then East, via the Northern Pacific. The
tour will extend into the summer, ending
with return date in ST. Paul about the list
of June. Capt. Impudence' is Edwin Mil
ton Royles' Mexico" rechristened.
Melodrama is f1ourishing on the boards of
the metropolis. There were no less than eight
in full blast last week. They are not mod
ernized melodramas, like Jim the Penman,"
says the New York World. They are of the
old-fashioned hair-raising sort. The villains
roar and hiss and rumble. The heroes toss
back flowing curls and shout "Wretch!' in
stentorian tones. The heroines wall and sob
and cry, my God, will he never comet The
boards creek under heavy, falling boots-no
real melodrama was ever played in any less
heavy footwear than a boot-and pistols go off
and all sorts of weird machines crack and
sputter in the wings and in the flies.
Just listen to the names. The catalogue is
not dull. The very titles are full of fire and
fury. You feel like giving loud cheer after
each one: 1.-THE Law of the Land THE
Heart Of Maryland" Humanity "The Last
Stroke" ''The Prisoner of Zenda,' 1.-THE Fatal
Card 'The Span of Life,' "a Lions Heart
Could anything be more inspiring? No library
of dime novels can make such a showing in a
given space.
Miss Olga Netherso1e, the English actress,
has been playing a round Of emotional char
acters in Chicago recently, including the
role OF Carmen, herHwarmly suggestive por-
trayal Of which has created a sensation.
Commenting upon Miss Nethersole, the CHI
cago Tribune says:
Miss Nethersole' SO engagement closes with
the fact firmly established that she is the
emotional actress of, this day and genera
ton. Her performances for general fearful
ness and the brazens Of pocket handker-
chiefs rival anything that Miss Clara
Morris used to do when audiences were not
so blase and possessed emotions ready to be
stirred by less artful means. Quite the
best thing she did washer Carmen. Played
at a time when aCalve's great artistic
triumph in the operate role was always
present before her audiences for purposes of
comparison 1t lost nothing either in distinc-
tiveness or originality Of conception
Schurmann, the French impressario now
visiting this country, in letter to his wife
recently published in the New York Herald,
sums up in the following spicy style his
views on operettas and burlesques, as pre-
scented in the metropolitan theaters:
I'm France we seek for reason and for logic
in everything, however inferior the order of
performances may be. We exact action and q