Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1900-03-03

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the door leading to the stage permitted an
uninterrupted view of what was going on
behind the curtain. it was all apparently
mystery.
When the situation was explained he
seemed much relieved. He said that his
1olks We're inside, and thinking that pos
slbiy the theater might be on fire he had
to convey the assurance that their fears
were groundless.
1t Is a wise actress who knows her own
pictorial strong points. Some merely sit
stolidly before q camera and take their
chances on general results. Others deftly
bring into prominence some distinguishing
attribute of feminine charm, a pretty dim
pie a roguish tilt of the eyebrow. regally
poised neck or a prettily turned ankle An
ma Held breaks away from these conven-
uonalitfes, and in all her pictures calls at
tention to her shoulder. 1t may be right
shoulder or left shoulder; a shoulder en-
gagged in the process Of shrug or a Shout
der in repose; shoulder draped or Shout
der frappe; but shoulder in some form is
always the keynote Of the picture. There
mas been nothing to compare with this de-
votion to anatomical detail since Katisha
called attention to the superior graces Of
her left elbow.
Theater ticket Spectators have tried to
reap harvest this week at the New Grand
They have met unexpected resistance from
Manager Chase, and tho war between them
waxed fierce and damaging during the
week. Failing to discourage his turned
away patrons from buying by posting a.
sign refusing to accept SPECTATORS seats,
ana other plans having met the same fate
MI. Chase hit upon method of turning
the hank Of the enemy as Butler did at
Ladysmith. Each evening as the New
Grand began to sell standing room only
Manager Chase went to the front of the
t1eater. and finding the spectators sur
rounded by people trying to buy seats. ne
would oner to pass them in free With a
pad in his hand, he made good the ofrer.
stating that he would rather they should
pay him nothing than be robbed by the
spectators.
Some years ago Howard Gould passed q
summer vacation with a friend who was a
constable in Leadville. an office worth
So,ooO yearly In fees. The town was then
at its liveliest. Seated with a half a dozen
friends few nights ago in New Orleans
Mr. Gould entertained them with stories
OF his adventures while in the famous car
Donate camp" He introduced the following
tale with the remark II doubt if the pic
lures of self-sacrifice and devotion on the
stage, overdrawn as many consider them,
can equal the pathos of real life"
There had been a row in gambling
house. Pistols were drawn, and in less time
than it takes to tell it a man lay on the
hoor with bullet In his breast. The man
VINO did the shooting escaped. In those
days affairs of this kind were so common
that little attention was ordinarily paid to
them. In this case it was different The
man who was shot had many friends. and
they to
avenge him they called upon the authori-
ties for justice. warrant was issued and
placed in the constable's hands to serve
For days and weeks no clue to the MIR
derer's whereabouts was obtained. Word
came one day that he was hiding near a
mining camp less than twenty miles from
Leadville. woman with whom the miss
ing man had been intimate left LeadyilIe
She had been a waitress In one of the free
and easies," and her devotion to the muir
derer was so well known that when she
went away she was followed. Gould's OH
cial friend trailed her. The mans hiding
place could not be discovered at first One
day she was seen buying provisions in
Leadville. but she succeeded in eluding de-
lection Finally, after hunt of three
weeks the constable located her near
the summit of Mosquito pass" in the side
Of the mountain. about five miles from
camp. There was rude semblance of a
hut built of logs and stones. With his gun
In his hand the officer walked into the door
less (save for a blanket nailed at the top)
hut and found his man lying on the ground
and the woman sitting on log. The man
was wan. white and helpless and too weak
to move when the officer entered. The
woman rushed to his side to protect him
In few words she explained her lovers
condition. In escaping from the gambling
house on the night of the murder a shot
had struck him. None supposed he had
been hit, but he was, and seriously. The
bullet struck near the shoulder blade and
lodged. In the days that he spent in wan
ari fha oil
wound grew worse. and the lack of food
and medical attention did the rest
He was weak that he was unable to
stand, and did not seem to care whether the
officer took him or not. Here was a GUAM
dairy for the officer. He saw the man was
unable to walk, and it would be impossible
to get him, unaided, down the steep side of
the mountain. He concluded he would go
oner. The woman appealed piteously to
spare my man." as she called him. 1t was
trying ordeal. but it was matter of duty
to make the arrest. The constable has
tened into Leadville. and inside few hours
returned with ample help. The hut was
deserted. and search as they might no trace
of the pair could be found. For several
days the search was kept up. but it was
unavailing. The constable determined not
to give it up. and watched around the
neighborhood for two weeks.
One day he Sawithe woman in camp, She
was pale and haggard. and looked like one
who had passed Through q terrible trial.
The constable went up to her and de-
manded to know what had become of her
lover. Hes up in the hills yonder. You
can go and get him now; he won't resist
you any more" A party was organized
and followed her. She was sullen and silent
and refused to answer any questions. Her
only reply to every query was, I'll show
you. where he is" A few hundred yards
away from the hut she led them to a fis-
sure in the rocks. hidden from sight by
stunted pines and shrubs. She entered first
and said, There he is" In the semi-dark-
ness the constable and his followers saw
a dead man. you can take him now.
sobbed the woman. Hes been dead since
yesterday" She threw herself on the
ground and gave way to grief. They finally
drew her away and carried the body down
to the trail, placed it on the mountain
blackboard. and In a short time were at the
Leadville morgue. on Harrison avenue. The
woman explained that she had carried her
lover from the hut to the creyice in the
rocks and nursed him, although starving
herself until he died.
GEORGE GROSSMITH.-Yesterd after
noon, at the Columbia Theater, Mr. George
Grossrnith entertained an audience thai
was continuously demonstrative of its sat.
isfaction. Mr.. Grossmith plays the p,ano
well and has great versatility OF facial snA