The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1898-02-13

grace and audacious merriment. and
whirled them into the mood hes; suited
TO his grave and heroic attempt. and they
sat there spelibound, not sd much by the
picture Nat painted, but because he DOM
mated the inclination. the sympathy and
the judgment of his concourse~ of admir-
ers. 1t was the seyerest test ever knew
to be asked of a celebrated actor and the
persistent beiligerency OF America as an
entirety against losing the most delightful
comedian of the age TO the eternal sol
emnities was not the least difficulty con-
fronting Mr.. Goodwin In his brave endeav-
! or 10 carry his conquests into strange at
mospheres."
An interesting story is told Of how Rich
| ard Mansfield attempted a pleasantly with
| group of children. and how one of the
children got ahead OF the witty actor.
| 1t is his custom TO ride horseback with his
| wife, Beatrice Cameron. he mounted on
| big black steed, which IS a line stopper.
| Mrs. Mansfield preferring her pony.
| though IT doesn't travel so fast or SO
| proudly In the nature OF things Mr..
| Mansfield Is often far ahead.
| One day they were riding over the bride
| path in Central Park. when Mr.. Mans
| field came to turn in the roadway be-
yond clump of shrubbery. He saw Aome
| children in the roadway beyond on the
| green, so he dismounted and approached
| them. The cordially over the intrusion
| was all on the famous actors side.
| DO you know who l ann" he said, with
| deep. big voice.
| No one volunteered to explain, so he
went on:
Il am a highwayman."
| No effect
II am a bold kidnaper, and I love to
nd 81 chi th..Ya
| fo- supper" SIN ne effect Two of the
Youngsters looked away at a couple of
\ gentlemen trotting by.
Perhaps you don't think am a high
| wayman." said the actor, insisting on his
| point We'll I'm going to show you. In
! a minute beautiful lady is going to come
by here on a beautiful pony and am going
| to hold her up
The children became interested as Mrs.
| Mansfieds pony cantered up with her, and
| the alleged highwayman sprang into the
| road and took hold OF the bride. stopping
| the horse. That is. all the children were
interested but one for as the actor turned
| around and exclaimed triumphantly,
| There! Didn't l tell you I was a high
| wayman and hold people up?" this small
| smidge of a brat replied disdainfully:
"Pshaw. you amt much Of a highwayman
! just to stop women. Why didn't you hold
| up those men that went by. instead OF
| J anette Bageard who was out on the
| Pacific coast n while ago with the Gay
| New York" company. tells this story OF
her experience during the company's en-
gagement at Cripple Greek:
We got into town and went to our ho-
| tel. Finding that there wasn't hot
| water faucet In my room, and wishing
some hot water l summoned the cham
pas~v be. 90 <..,x xx,a,,
while i complained of the room, which
was cold and poorly furnished. oh. we'll
| said the maid people don't often sleep In
| this room, but the hotels crowded so. and
| this is one OF our pleasantest rooms, so 1t
was given TO you. The rooms all right.
only people are silly and don't like to sleep
in 1t since 1t had such hard luck
II asked her what she meant. and she
said: Nothing. only that q man had kill
| ed himself in 1t one night-cnt his throat
with his razor because he had lost all
his money at cards; and woman had
been cholked to death for her money. and
had been carried out stin and dead the
next morning: and a, second man had
been found dead and no enc knew just
why no had died. That was all"
There II was u o'clock, and not an
ether vacant room in the house. And
there | was alone What was l to do?
Suddenly thought struck me-Td ask
one OF the girls TO come IN and sleep with
me. and I'd keep the lights burning. And
SO | did. Miss Fenton left her roommate
and Joined me. and. not knowing the hor-
rihle story of that room, which. strangely
enough. was room Is, slept like lamb
while sat up in bed and read. or tried
to read. all night and until the sun came
up in the morning.
well. that was a night I never want
another like IL, either. kept 'seesn'
things with a vengeance. and every cresk
sent me into a nervous tremor l couldn't
bear to touch the bedpost. and got to i'm
agining that the bedclothes were the
identical ones under which those three
dead people had slept. and then I fairly
perSpired with fear. Talk about stage
fright. There's no comparison between II
and the horrible feeling one has i'm room
where every dark SPOT looks Ike blood 20
your bullying eyes. and every noise Is
spook. That morning at pulled dut OF
room IL, and confessed 10 Miss Fenton.
who had slept like a baby through IL all.
Then ! spoke 10 tho hotel manager, and
learned that the chambermaid was af-
hicted with an overdsvelopmsnt of the
Imagination and there never had been
death of any kind in any room In the
hotel"
George F Nash, the leading man Of "a
Bachelor Honeymoon, is a firm believer
In that state OF mird. which. Pope says.
can only be reached by the pipe" He
II an inveterate smoker
The other nigh; he was on a crowded
train running from Rochester 70 Buffalo
\ lady OF uncertain age and very uncer-
tain manner. entered the car, and seated
herself beside Mr. Mash Looking ~ her
a moment he said: Madam psr~Sa me.
bat this !s the smoker Well" she
said. there are no seats In the other car
and have 70 at somewhere" But"
she continued, putting a basket on her
lap Il am ret going 20 allow you 10
smoke. Surprised ri the laays man
rs-. Nash said: well madam II Ii ia
dssagreeahle. IN step" And raising the
window 10 knock out the ashes OF his
PIPE, he was surprised by the lady sud
denly reaching and taking hold OF H.
end throwing II out Of the window
Nssh's galiantry was overcome BIZ his
Idea - the humorous ard. ssixinx the
basket which lay on her lap. he fred
that cut OF TIE window 10 follsw the
pipe. The lady screamed Immediately.
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