Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1901-11-30

sand nobodies to puzzle posterity. The mar
row streets. the overhanging windows, the
high crazy houses. the grotesque signs, the
spires and towers and pinnacles rise read
lily enough before the Imagination and make
the theater for the thousand shapes the
ways of fifteenth century Paris. Courtiers
burgesses, monks, soldiers, scholars, clerks
courteSaaS, beggarS, thieves, throng the
tortuous mazes and fill the fiamboyant
houses. So much the general reader may
easily for himself, and so much the gen
eral reader would do well to be content
with. To learn further will bring more wis
DOM but will bring more sadness. The lit
tie Paris of Logs ONE was unsavory
city enough. 1t is hard to realize the hide
Gus conditions which in those days and for
long generations afterward made the fair
and famous cities of Europe pestilential
denominations, foul harborage for wander
ing plaques to wallow in. Great kings
giorled, great poets sang, great captains
schemed, great scholars dreamed, beautiful
women loved and were loved in an environ
ment so repulsive. so lacking in all the
conditions that make modern existence
sweet and decent. that the senses scken
and shudder at the knowledge. A time
may come when our civilization may seem
as ugly and unclean to a later, daintier
generation. as the social civilization of the
nfteenth century seems to our astounded
eyes and sympathetically offended noses.
1t was in this fantastic Paris, so foul and
so fair, that Vilon lived and loved, learned
a little of the wisdom of the schools and
much of the wisdom of the streets; it was
in this fantastic Paris that he starved
thieved. piped, sighed; it was this fantastic
Paris that he knew so well, that he held
so dear, that he honored so highly in his
rhyme, he, the first famous gamin of long
generations of interest unutterable Paris
ian gamenerie. Paris had been for long
enough dismal battle ground for warning
princes. Armagnac. Burgundian. English
man had clattered in anger through her
gates, had made her narrow streets a sham
Dies and her cutters with blood
Paris was u comparatively quiet city for
the known term of Villon's unquiet life,
and young man was free to pursue his
studies. ply his calling, follow good or fall
into evil courses.
Mr.. Sothern has by no means relnquish-
ed the idea of reproducing Hamlet" Next
season his engagement in New York is
considerably prolonged, with the special
object of giving even a finer presentation
of Hamlet than his original revival. 1t
will be a very massive affair, and already
his scenic artists are at work preparing
new models that mean more elaborate
stage settings. The number of auxiliaries
will also be increased and quantity of
new costumes are being designed. The
idea is to give the biggest revival of
Hamlet ever witnessed in this or any
country. ....-...t. -..
Peter F. Daley is an enthusiastic foot
ball player. He never fails to see a game
of foot ball if he can possibly be there. In
his younger days he was considered the
best halfback in his native town. An Incl
dent occurred in those days that indicated
the large fund of humor possessed by the
jolly comedian. Mr.. Daley is Irish, and is
proud of it. He is an aggressive Irishman,
too. game of foot ball was arranged to
take place between the Irish and Germans
of his native place. Daley was selected to
captain and play halfback for the Irish.
He entered into the contest with much
zeal. Wagers were made between the men,
bers of the two teams and excitement wax
ed high. The game was an exciting one,
but the Irish triumphed In the end after
several players had been put out of the
game. Daley was the hero of the hour.
he had kicked a goal at twenty-five yards
and clinched victory from defeat for the
Irish. To say that he was elated is to
speak mildly of his condition He was
bubbl1ng over with joy. He did not know
exactly how to express his delight, but he
organized procession composed of the
players of the victorious team, the many
urchins and other enthusiastic spectators
at the contest. He secured the village
band to head the parade, and then he hied
himself to his own home with instructions
that the procession should pass his house
dozen times. He wanted to show mis-
parents what great hero their son was
Daley home the members of the household
assembled at the windows. Peter was
radiant. He was cheered to the echo by his
happy fellow players and responded grace
fully while blushing like girl graduate
But he had the satisfaction of showing his
parents that they had son who was no
ordinary person.
When Joseph Arthur concluded to write
a play around the people of Lost River
valley he made out his scenario and went
to work on the story with all it's incidents,
characters and thrilling situations firmly
fixed In his mind. Arthur has the reputa-
ton of being a good-natured man, and an
indulgent playwright who Is not blinded
by his own greatness to such an extent that
a reasonable suggestion change may not
be, considered. At the same time it is safe
to say that he didn't calculate on having a
real up-to-date trough house in his play
such as occurred one night this week dur
ing performance of Lost River at the
Academy The country orchestra, one of
the features of the play, harbors a genius
IN the person of Louis Roosevelt, big
German, just over from his native coun-
try. and who speaks no language other
than his mother tongue In fact, in ad-
dressing him. If his name is not called in
German, he fails to respond Roosevelt Is
billed as the largest bass player in the
world. and, being proud of the distinction
ne invited two friends to see him act on
tiiiS particular night. he wrote in Ger
man, on slip of paper, pass two. Louis
roosevelt, and the pass was referred to
Ed Martineau, manager of the company
Now, Martineau is a first-class manager
but kann NIGHT Deutsche sprechen So he
refused to accept the pass, and the two
friends sought out Roosevelt in his dress
ing room. The ball room scene was in
progress. and Roosevelt, wild with anger
that his name bore no weight in the front
of the house, dashed madly on the stage
In his effort to reach the box office by the
shortest route. He rudely interrupted the
love-making Of Ora and Bob Blessing and
began doing side-step along the row Of
footlights in his endeayor to get to the
floor of the house, a feat which served to
convince Miss Fassett and Mr.. Gilmore
that the big bass player had gone in
sane Miss Fassett with true femi-
nine instinct. mounted table and gath
ering her skirts around her. offered a
melodious obligato to the scene in a few
well selected shrieks Miss BoshelI. who
plays Ora's grandmother, awakened from
her slumbers on the couch in the corner
and gathering an armful of sofa pillows
made for the door. Mr.. Gilmore rushed
over to the firebox. procured the ak and
started for Roosevelt. who suddenly con-
cluded that Jules Murry's company Of
players had given way under the strain Or
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