The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1901-01-06

ElooHY person. VINO hopes to save his own soul
BY delivering some other soul 20 the demon. He
wants to tempt Max to try the enchanted bullets.
When the latter IL weil-nIsh despainng. CasLar
Is told by the devil to drug Max's wine. which he
does. Csspar then hands Max a .un loaded with
q magic bullet and lets him shoot an eagle soar
ing high Up in the sky. Max Is much eIated.
caspar then persusdes Max to meet ham Ia VOLTS
Glen at midnight. when more Of the bullets will
be nodded.
In the second act Asathe Is with her cousin.
Annchsn. Agathe is filed with dread o. impend-
iig ell. Annchen tries to comfort her. but
Agathe finds solace only in prayer.
At night. with hurried footsteps. Max ap-
breaches VOLTS Glen. wher. CaSpar Is already
occupied with mystic symbols and uncanny nit
usi. Caspar calls on Zsmiel and invokss him 20
allow him a few years more on earth. Tomorrow
is the day appointed for Satan to take his soul.
BIT Caspar promises 10 surrender Max In ex-
grunge Zaniel appears and agrees to let him
have six Of the fatal bullets. rcseryins only the
seventh for himself. Casper molds the bullets.
Max looks on stunned. His mother appears 10
him: he cannot move. A hurricane arises: flames
end dsvilish forms hit and flicker about. The
noises grow in intensity. The earth seems to
Grake. Zamiel at last shows himself at the word
seven" Caspar and Max make signs Of the
cross and fall on their knees. more dead than
alive.
In the third act We find Agathe waiting for her
bridesmaids. Everybody Is ssembied to witness
the master shot. Prince Ottoksr points out TO
Max a white dove as an object at which to fire.
AEathe appears. crying out: Don't shoot. Max:
i am the white dove" Too late; Max has fired.
Aghthe sinks down at the same time as Caspar.
who has been waiting behind a tree. Ne now
falls heavily TO the ground The dove files away
unhurt. The bullet has already killed the villain
CasIar. II Is the seventh bullet. the direction Of
which Zamlsl reserved for himself. and Satan,
Paving no power over the pious maiden. directed
II against Caspar. Max c~Onfesses his sins with
deep remOrse. The Prince scOrnfully bids him
leave his domain. Agsthe intercedes. The Prince
then psTdons him. giving him a year In which to
prove his repentance and srow worthy Of his viz
tuous bride.
This paragraph from the Detroit Free
Press has a good deal of local interest:
N c Goodwin made up his mind that the
other big cities ought to pay the same for
his performances that he gets in New York.
But ST. Louis left 50 many parquet SEATS empty
at 81 each that he scaled the price down to the
usual one IN Cincinnati and has abandoned the
experiment.
Mr.. Goodwin has announced his intention
of acting in London next year. This failure
of the American general public to indorse
his new value on his work may result in
much English experience FOR the talented
<1HltIlCdu dClDEs Duls ltdnNs = d tudi ID
rather a stiff price for ''when We Were
Twenty-one."
AN Old Theater-goer" tells a confiding
Washington newspaper a story about Ed
win Forrest that is mot generally known"
the before-mentioned newspaper benev- |
olently puts IL. The scene Of IL is laid in |
Baltimore.
Forrest had been importuned TO engage |
that great wag and practical Joker. Charles |
for his company. Salsbury's sense !
of the ridiculous had got him into all kinds
of trouble, and he found II difficult to OBJ |
tain engagements. Forrest gave him a
trial. however. and one night Salisbury was |
out OF the bill. The play was "Othello." |
and in one scene Mr.. Forrest as the Moor |
read the line This IS a bad, bad act.' |
From the gallery came a voice crying You |
are right. but the other two were worse."
It was Salisbury. He had slowed himself
aloft to enjoy the performance. but couldn't
resist the temptation to get in his work as
a Joker. Forrest raved and stormed. for II
spoiled his act: but Salisbury soon appeared
behind the scenes with so serene a smile
hat he was not even suspected. /
This might not be a pointless little story
had Othello any such line to speak as that
with which An Old Humbug Theater-goer
has stuffed our too credulous Washington
contemporary.
At the Odeon last night the Chicago Or
,hestra, under the leadership of Theodore
repeated its pronounced success Of
he preceding evening. although appearing
n a programme differing widely in charac-
.er from the first.
y. l. ,~-oHoAIo hou-arar shat fhA gan0rl /
contained even a stronger ap-
zeal to ordinary music lovers. 1t was
ichiy varied in nature. possessing just
.nough OF the element which pIeases the
popular taste to insure its general favor.
asst nights numbers comprised the deli
.ately tuneful overture from MoZart's
Magic Flute" Bach's exquisite pastorale
rom the Christmas Oratorio." the SYM
,hony Mo. ,. "Eroica." in E fat. opus IS.
" Beethoven; Won Weber's Invitation to
Dance" Strauss's dainty tone poem.
ON the Shores Of Sorrento" and closing
With selections from WagneT's Die
deistersinger."
Again noticeable were the admirable har-
monte balance OF the orchestra. the mas
erly skill OF Mr.. Thomas in training his
layers TO realize to the fullest possibilities
he tone effects Of compositions which
hight make a mighty demand upon such
PLANTATIONS, and the individual merits of
he artists under the Thomas direction. The
1usical treat was one long to be remem-
cred. Its most immediate effect will I'M
be TO strengthen the popular
ointment I'm favor Of the movement under
raw to insure the regular appearance OF
his orchestra in st. Louis four times dur
az each season |,