The record-union., 1898-01-23

She isn't an early riser; she doesn't
retire until late, and she sleeps until
Well along through the morning. In
London O'Clock is a barbarously early
hour, and she carries her Lodon ideas
OF living with her wherever she goes.
Not quite realizing the habits of the
Gaiety girls,a presumptious visitor call
ed at the apartments of Miss Juliette
Nesville the other morning. Miss Mes
vile is the little french woman who
speaks with such a delicious accent.
never eats any breakfast and feasts all
day long on bonbonS She told her
caller, in accents in which there could
be no mistaking, to go away. She did
not want to see any one. Mon Dieu.
1t was only little after 8. Is New
York crazy? She never saw visitors
until noon
The first thing the Gaiety girls do in
the morning is to read the papers.
However different they may be from
the ordinary run of actresses, IL COM
non with all the rest of their clan, they
like to see what the newspapers are
saying about them You may De sure
that every blessed one of them is read
ing this now. 1 saw Miss Norma Boote,
Miss Daisy Jackson and Miss Lottie
Williams, the trio that do that mad
dance in the last act, so absorbed at
their hotel in trying to find their names
in print the morning after I'm Town"
was produced here that I hadn't the
heart to disturb them.
At u o'clock they had all breakfast
ed. and We're ready ito do' the town
Miss Marie Studholme, resplendent in a
61infV nf ha to'r NJ
looking a perfect picture III a large
Gainsborough hat, went for a drive n
the Park. Miss Florence Lloyd looking
not bit like the dapper young man YOU
see in the play, went off for 4 spin en-
her wheel. Miss Lloyd doesn't even
wear boomers. Indeed her .lAirt was
decorous to the extent of baing posi-
lively prim. 1t reached to her ankles
The American bicycle girl was rev.
elation to her. I'm England, you,
know" she said, ''the girls all ride in
long skirts. But it's jolly good idea
this costume your women wear. l
think l shall go in for it myself
SOMETHING NEW-FOR THEM
Some of the Gaiety girls went down to
Manhattan Beach for dip in the ocean,
and everything they saw brought forth
little shrieks of wonderment. 1t was all
so different from things ''at home, don't
you know" Some visited the aquarium,
others inspected the animals at the
Zoo, and still others stroiled along
Broadway, much to the qualification OF
the loungers who infest that thorough
fare. You can tell Gaiety girl the
moment you set eyes on her. She is as
different from any other species CT
femininity as day is from night.
Some of the members of the company
have visited us with previous produc-
tions, and these assume a sort of self
constituted guardianship over those who
are in America for the first time mo,
dear. shouldn't do that" or Yes, dear,
that would be quite proper" is heard
from them on all occasions. They all
call each other dear when addressing
each other It's different sometimes,
though, when the subject of their con-
versation is our of earshot. "Cat" is not
nice epithet for one girl to apply 10
another, now. is it?
Among the newcomers Miss Claire Ro-
maine is enthusiastic over New York.
She thinks it much jollier than London
and much more exciting. AT least she
says so. She has been having no end
of fun here, and has met a nice lot OF
boys. Miss Romano doesn't believe in
allowing the ground to vegetate under
her feet. She confided to a friend that
she never wanted to go back to England.
Miss Romaine, as you are probably
aware, is a daughter of Solomon-not
the solomon who had a thousand wives,
but Teddy Solomon, who had a lesser
number and used to be Lillian Rus
sells husband.
If Miss Romaine, however, never
wants to return TO England Miss Maud
IIobson is homesick already She has
been here before-you remember her IN
"A Gaiety Girl she is suffering
from ennui. She impresses you as girl
who has seen everything worth seeing
and who has done everything worth
doing.
Miss Hobson has handsome apart
ments at the Marlborough perfect
little suite. The reception room, 'front.'
ing on Broadway, is a mass of flowers.
There are roses everywhere, and every
now and then Miss Hobsons maid APP
pears with another box Whdn it isn't
flowers and letters its letters and flow
ers. She leaned languidly against the
mantelpiece yesterday. and with the
flowers, a beautiful cluster of roses,
held in one hand, she glanced at the
accompanying note. She seemed
scarcely to read it, 1t was such an old
story She threw it on a writing desk.
and the maid busted herself arranging
the flowers.
LONGS FOR DEAR OLD LONDON.
Miss Hobson longs for dear old Lon
| don ha cIa H.
She says she had the pip, whatever
that may mean, and she only proposes
to remain until Christmas.
Miss Hobson has a mind of her own,
and ali theI stage managers in the world
| couldn't make her change 1t. She
hasn't a large part I'm Town." but the
magnitude of part doesn't seem to
figure in the Importance of the indf-
vidual. That is one Of the peculiari-
ties Of Gaiety companies. In the play
Miss Hobson is simply one Of the Cal
ETY. girls. But she is a very important
parsonage for all that.
"Maudie says she won't do this" and
'Maudie says she won't do that" COM
plains the assistant stage manager to
Mr. Malone. the gentleman who is re-
sponsible for everything behind the
footlights. And Mr. Malone knows it's
no use to storm and rave where Mau-
! die is concerned. Like the wise man
that he is, he accepts the inevitable.
Just then Miss Marjorie Pryor came
in. Miss Pryor is smart looking
young woman. who affects a touch of
masculine attire and carries a cane
not one of those long la Tosca" af-
fairs. but dapper little walking stick
She twirled her cane jauntily as she