The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-06-09

which mark them for anyone who has
met the type frequently. A minor M eans
OF Identification is the way of brushing
the hair, which is almost invaria ably worn
brushed straight back from the forehead
in the 'pompadour." Parting of the
hahr Is more or less degeneracy with an
anarchist
WOMEN ARE DISTINCTIVE.
The women are even more distinctive
than the men. They affect extreme sim
plicity of attire and are more univer-
sally clever looking than the men. One
woman, with face of the Madonna
shape, but vastly different in express
SION, was typical. Deep melancholy was
marked on every feature-the forehead
with its lines of thought, the short
sighted eyes full of sadness, the well
SNAPPED, rather prominent nose, the sem
sltlve mouth and the firm chin. 1t was
the face of woman who for conscience's
sake would commit any sort of crime and
think her life of small value But not
lar from her sat a woman Ca prominent
anarchist whose homely face radiated
good nature, whose eyes twinkled with a
sense OF humor, and whose mouth was
always ready for a smile. Common sense
was her distinguishing characteristic and
an anarchist with a sense of hurnor f.
not very dangerous to the community.
Her type, however, is far from beinA
common, for melancholy rather than hu-
NOR is the hallmark of the woman reyo-
lutionist
girl about eighteen years old was
typical of her class. She was full of life
ana nigh spirits, and one suspected that
the revolutionary movement attracted her
as much because of it's possibilities for
excitement as for any other reason.
When the orchestra played the MAR
sel!ia1se" she hummed the tune with a
smile and beat time with her programme.
She saw herself in fancy in a picturesque
red dress leading mob, and she enjoyed
the vision. Not that vanity alone lies
beneath the social order of herself and
her fellows. There is too much sweet
ness about the mouth for that They feel
the i'll fortune Of their brothers, but they
are glad to find so spectacular a remedy.
1t might be suspected that many of
those who had bought tickets for the
play had done so from a sense of duty
and good fellowship rather than for any
desire to see Herr Most lead mob Of
strikers. They were well-dressed and
Intelligent, many of them, and when the
lights were turned up after each scene
many We're smiling suspiciously. They
aplauded discreetly, leaving most of the
task to the gallery, which acquitted it
self as it usually does. The gods on
this occasion were the lowest of the
hangers-on of the anarchstic camp.
That they should be interested in a
strike play was remarkable, for most of
them looked as if they had seldom been
guilty of doing any work from which to
strike. How many Of them were anarch-
lists and how many the offscourings of
the lower BoWery was a puzzle. Divid
ing them in any fashion, a goodly num-
Der of degenerates fell to both sections.
When the climax of the play approach
ed everybody applauded, as a matter of
principle The son of Herr Most, fore
man of the baron's workshop, had at
tempted to assassinate the lordly viii
lain, but had failed. He was a prisoner
in the castle Of the oppressor when the
aged foreman made his last appeal to
the baron and found it met with con-
tempt. Then, most Unexpectedly, for
he had been weeping in disarming fash
ion, the strike leader pulled out a pis-
toll and shot the villain dead. This was
the signal fer the "supes" to rush in
and destroy the CASTLE with much red
light in the wings, the orchestra playing
AUX Armes, Citoyens!' and the audi
ence clapping and stamping madly. The
imprisoned son was brought in, and the
curtain fell as he clasped his father in
his arms in the light of the flaming
mansion, and called on heaven to wit
ness the justice of their cause. 1t was
a remarkable play, and it was a re-
markable audience, Not often, even In
this city, which thinks nothing human
foreign to It," is a chance offered to see
the like.