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LANDMARKS OF SCHNAIDER'S
FAMOUS OLD GARDEN.
Time Is Gradually EfaGng All Traces of the Summer Resort That
Used to Attract a Fashionable Patronage.

fulali it-a strike was on. II looked as II
Schnaider's Garden you'd have no music
but Charles Schneider went to the dis
EruEtied musicians and said something very
like this:
Here. why don't you fellows get to-
sether and elect somebody TO direct you. ana
then come out there and play? Let that
other fellow whistle for his musicians"
This seemed sound logic, and Val Schopp.
who Is still living In this city, was elected
director. The name assumed was the Grand
Orchestra. and this organization continued
, to be well known in this city for years. The
expedient Of organization on n regular
scale OF wages was soon adopted by all the
bands in St. Louis. and subsequently the
various organizations merged into the one
union.
II was In 1885 that Pat Short. now man.
ager Of the Olympic and Century theaters.
inaueurated light opera during the summer
months ut Chrig's Cave. In the succeeding
summer the same idea was carried out at
Schnaider's. though tho latter never became
so distinctively a summer theater as
Uhrig's. 1t fourished, however. for three
seasons. The regular run OF light operas,
which everybody knows and which every
singer sings-"The Bohemian Girl. "Girofie-
Girofia'' and Fra Diavolo"-were put on.
Helen Bertram. IN the early days of her
career. sang there. as did Ida Muelle. Roger
ahu MANY OlIeTS VIZ later UeCdItle Wen
known.
As seems the usual thing in the world.
the day of decline fingers in the recollection
when the day of success Is a haZy retro
spect. Now ask any of the old musicians
or managers or players who appeared at
Schnaider's Garden for their "reminiscences,
and they will tell you about the same story.
1t is of the time the curtain would not
go up because the musicians would not play
without being paid: and could not be paid
because their creditors had made away with
the box receipts. \ messenger had TO be
sent hurriedly upon Il borrowing tour; when
he returned. and the musicians were paid
ana the curtain went up. the stars thought
1t a good time to ask for money, and re-
FUSED TO go on. The messenger had again
to go forth: and for one hour of waiting the
audience saw nothing Of the opera they had
bargained to see.
Generally the days OF a theater where
such scenes take place are numbered. 7.
was so In this case. Schnaider's belonged
TO a generation gone.
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a OF g NICOLA GREELEY MITE

I ence no other man had ever given them
Within a week she had received her frst
call from MIR. Longstreth, and SO much had
her wits been ~sharpened by the subtle In
stinct for revenge that she, who had re-
ceived 4 score of younger men alone, never
saw him except in her mothers presence.
Indeed, Mrs. Coles. with more less excusaols
vanity, soon began to wonder II she, In
stead of her immature daughter, were NOT
the object OF his visits.
In a month Reading Payne. tremblinsly
alive to the situation, gave his father-in-
law a pressing invitation to him
on a long catching cruise, and when, some
what to his surprise. the invitation was ac-
cepted, his relief was fortunately unmodihsd
by the knowledge that Miss Coles wore the
millionaire's flowers daily during his alb
sence. But the separation served to crystal
lie an idea that had been long forming in
Mr.. Longstreth's mind. His youth and ex-
IRENE poverty, concluding with q marriage
to a bloodless woman. whose $500 had
launched the patent medicine into fams.
had not Initiated him into those keener
pleasures OF life which, In his practically
inexperienced judgment, q union with Mis-
Coles seemed to promise.
And he did not consider that any injury
TO Reading Payne's prospects should weigh
with him for q moment He knew, OF
course, that the politician confidently ex-
pected to become, indirectly. his heir. and
when he had proposed to and been accepted
by Miss Coles, in the midst of his pleasure
as fance of a young and beautiful girl vas
a lurking sense of having got the better Of
his son-in-law that only served to complete
his felicity.
Yet he was not more radiantly pleased
than Elizabeth. who felt for the man vho
thus enabled her to crafty her supremest
passion, an intensity Of gratitude that was
perhaps as much like love as anything she
could have been made to feel
The happiest moment OF her life was not
that which brought her to the altar q self
possessed and singularly handsome bride.
but that which came q year later, when,
profiting by the surface friendliness her de-
feated enemy professed, she held up for Mr..
Payne's inspection her frst-born. that bore
her fathers name.
Mr.. Longstreth has never regretted his
second marriage. Elizabeth satisfies him
completely, for he likes a strident note Ia
everything, from red ties or plaid socks to
his wife. And 1t is just this touch Of vul-
garity-this hint OF the onion. as it were
that makes young Mrs. Longstreth the So
cial leader that she Is to-day; for no ball,
no subscription list is now complete without
her name, and withal she is q very GOOD
wife. In the first years Of her marriage
she was. of course. the object of many
men seeking fiirtations. but the most per-
slstent OF her admirers. a musical composer
OF fashion. finally retired with the remark
that flirting with Mrs. Longstreth in
about as inspiring as playing upon q
clavier."
Yes. she makes a very good wife, indeed.
And she sometimes thinks she would make
a better widow.
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WRITTEN . THE SUNDAY REPUBLIC.
Did Schnaider's Garden, once the most
popular summer garden in ST. Louis. the re-
sort Of the fdshionabics. the home of hight
opera and cf nightly concerts. is now dis
iinguishabIe only by a few rotten planks, Il
uismantled ticket office. a large crumb!ed
hsphalt basis which wEs cnce 4 fountain, 1
ligh picket fence surrounding the grouni.
and numerous For Sale signs which also
are dingy and tumble-down. as If even the
present owner had forgotten the property.
Time is gradually effacing all traces OF
even a fallen grandeur. and the memory Of
the good times there fifteen. twenty.
Thirty years ago is growing dim to elderly
men and women, the bellies and beaux OF
their day. who went there pleasure-seeking
on summer evenings.
II was one OF the first OF the beer gardens
81 -. Louis. and was In existence before the
prejudice attaching TO such places wore
away. Suddenly in this city about twenty
five years ago beer gardens became the
thing" and Schnaider's grew into a NINA
ture Delmar, gay with fountains and col
orod lights. with carefully tended flower
beds. and curving gravel paths; pavIlions
were built. and the best music OF the land
WAS heard there, including Theodore
Thomas's orchestra, the Saxon band of Ger
rnany, and local organizations of musicians.
Then. following in the wake of Pat Snort,
III Idu SAdI Atu ~ hiiliitA a 800 -
rhrig's Cave, light opera was put on. and
large audiences went to hear.
The city expanded. A dozen larger and
hotter summer gardens came into being. and
Schnaider's was deserted. Joseph Schnaf-
der, who had founded the garden and owned
the brewery near by. sold out to the combi-
nation and moved away. The buildings
were untenanted. and stood as ghostlike re-
minders of the tickle public's patronage. 1t
WAS thus for several years. and then the cy-
clone completed the work of desolation.
Only ruins were left TO go to ruin.
The halcyon period for the garden was
carly in the eighties. Late in the seventies
the Grand Orchestra was organized, from a
nucleus offered by the Olympic Theater Or
chestra. and the organization of this or
chestra, by the way, was the beginning of
the musicians union in this city. At the
time. Charles Schneider-no relation OF Jo-
seph Schnaider-who was managing the
garden. was negotiating with a leader 70
secure the services of his band. The leader
signed q contract but tbs hand rafuSed to
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. He had noticed that she always called hin
Doctor Durham now, and that he hac
gradually fallen into the habit of calling hel
Mrs. Durham"
He saw that if he could entangle hei
; name with his in the dirty gossip OF village
society. he could strike his enemy a mortal
blow. He knew that she had grown more
and more jealous of the crowds OF silly
women that always dog the heels of a pow
erful minister with flattery and open admit
ration. He determined to make the expert
ment.
Mrs. Durham. while nine years his senior.
did not look a day over thirty. Her face
was as smooth and soft and round as a
girls. her figure as straight and fun. ana
her every movement instinct with stored
vital powers that had never been drawn
upon.
She found herself asking the reasons for
things long accepted as fixed and eternal.
What was good. right. truth? And what
made 1t good, right or true?
And she beat the wings OF her proud wo-
mans heart against the bars that held
her. until tired and bleeding. she was eS-
hausted but unconquered.
She was furious with Mcleod now Tor
his open association with negro politicians.
Allan, in my soul. I am ashamed for you
when l see you thus degrade your man
hood"
Nonsense, Mrs. Durham ne repiieu'
1.-THE most beautiful flower grows in dirt.
but the flower is not dirt
But how can you walk arm in arm with
a big, black negro, as they say you do. to
get his voter
Simply because they represent 10000 ape
votes I need. You can't tell their color
when they get In the box. I use these fools
as 80 many worms. My political creed is
TOT public consumption only. I never allow
anybody to impose on me- / don't allow
even Allan McLeod to deceive me with a
paper platform. or a lot of articulate wind.
I'm not a preacher"
She WINGED at that shot. blushed and
looked at him curiously for a moment.
But I don't want you to make such a
success at the price of negro equality. l
feel a sense of unspeakabie degradation for
You when l hear your name Kissed. AT
least 1 was your teacher once. Come Allan.
please give up Negro politics and devote
yourself to an honorable career in law!'
He shook his head with calm persistence.
NO, this is my calling"
is the doctor on speaking terms with
you now?"
"Oh, yes. I joke him about his hide-bound
Bourbonism. and he tells me I am all sorts
Of a Villain But we have made an agree
ment to hate one another in a polite sort
OF way az becomes a teacher in israel and
a statesman with responsibilities. By the
way, / saw him driving to the Springs with
a bevy OF pretty girls a few hours ago."
Indeed. I didn't know IT."
Yes, he seemed to be having a royal
time and to have renewed his youth"
An angry Hush came to her face and she
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mother, and just one kiss smootbed her
brow into a welcoming smile for me.
sne saw his abstraction and OWNED in
tuilvely the current Of emotions with
which he was struggling. but pretended not
10 notice 1t. He tied the horse at the old
mill. and they walked slowly down tb.
bank of the river.
"Ihat Is my island,' she cried. po,utinr
out into the river. ."Tha third one h, ths
group running out from the point. We can
sup from one rock to another to it"
II was indeed an enhancing snot Tn.
island seemed all alone in the middle %
the river when one was on II. It was nor
more than 90 feet wide and 100 feet long. n,
length lying with the swift current, Az
,he lower end of 1t a fine ash tree spread
its dense shade. hanging far over the still
waters that stood in a smooth. clear eddy
at Its roots. On the upper side O, this tree
lay a big boulder resting AGAINST its trunk,
ANU emoedded in a mass Of clean vIHfe
sahd the water had filtered and washed and
thrown there on some spring flood.
She climbed on this rock, sat down and
leaned her bare head against tie tr,,,t
Ihis Is my throne" she lauehjnSIv crIsd
~ leaned against the rock and looked up
AT her with eyes through which the yearn-
ing, the munger of joy. and the fear of all
INC were auivering- What a picture she
made under the dark, cool shadows. Her
ofess was again of spotless white that
seemed now TO have been woven out Of the
ioatn OF the river. Her throat was ps...
her eneeks flushed. and her wavy hair the
VINO mad blown loose into a hundred stray
fingiets about her face and neck. Her lin,
were trembling with a smile at his speech
less admiration.
You seem to have been struck dumb,
she said. isn't this glorious?'
Beyond words. Miss Sallie. 1 didn't know
tnere was such a spot on the earth"
This Is my favorite perch. Art ana
wealth could never make ANYTHING I;ke The,
1 could come here and sit and dream All
uay alone II mamma would let me-"
castor determined to speak or die u,7
eyes were wet with unshed tears ana h.
was trembling from head to foot. He had
meant to pour out his love for her like ,b,-
pro IN words of passionate beauty. but all
ne could do was to say with stammerfng
voice low and tense with emotion: i.
MISS Sallie, / love you"
lie mad meant to say "Sallie." lint at tbs
last gasp of breath. as he spoke. his cour-
age mad failed. He did not look up at first
ana When she was silent he timidlv Looked
up, fearing to hear the answer or read n IN
her race. She smiled at him and broke in
10 a low peal Of joyous laughter! And then
there was a note of joy in her Laughter that
was contagious: ~
Please don't laugh at me-" he STAN.
mered. smiling himself, ~
She buried her face I'm her h.nds ,ns
laughed again. She looked at him with her
great blu eyes wide open. dancinr a,ith
Iun and wet with tears.
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CHAPTER VIII.
The Old. Old Story.

When castor arrived in Independence he
went direct to St. Clare's. determined to
spend a week, and get what sympathy he
could from his friend.
Bob. In going to risk it. I'm going to
look fate squarely in the face and get my
answer like a little man, for life or death
Mrs. Worth mel CASTOR and greeted him
with warmest cordially.
We are charmed to welcome you to
lakewood again, Mr.. CASTOR"
L assure you. Mrs. Worth, l never saw
a home so beautiful. I feel as though I
am in paradise when I get here"
Il hope to see more Of you this time. I
feel that l know you so much better since
our talk at the Springs"
Thank you. Mrs. Worth" He said this
SO simply and earnestly she could bu. feel
his deep appreciation of her attitude of wei
come.
"Saliie will be down in a minute"
Castor smiled in spite of himself.
What are you laughing at"'
Il was just thinking how sweetly her
name sounded on your lips"
DO you like these old-fashioned Southern
names?"
II think they are lovely"
We'll. that's my name, too"
They were soon lost in the deep shadows
OF the stately pine forest that lay beyond
the Catawba from the Generals home. The
iodu Was d CTOSS-COuItEy udTTOW Way lLds
wound in and out around the big trees.
Once he opened his lips to tell her. and a
great fear awed him into silence. He Ionged
to pour out to her his passion. but feared
her answer. He had studied her every word
and tone and look and hand pressure since
ne had known her. He was sure she loved
him. And yet he was not sure. She was 50
skilled in the science of self-defense. so
subtle a mistress of all the arts of polite
society in which the souls deepest secrets
are hid from the world. he was paralyzed
now as the moment drew near. He put IL
on another day and gave himself up to the
pure delight of her face and form and voice
and presence.
The next day was perfect. The warm. life
giving sun of June was tempered by
breezes that swept fresh and invigorating
over the earth that had been drenched with
showers in the night. The woods were ring
ing with the chorus of feathered threats
chanting the old oratorio of life and love.
Again CASTOR and Sallie were Jogging along
the cool shady river road they had Travelled
on the first day she had taken him driving.
do you remember this road?' she asked
TIL never forget 1t. Along this road we
hurried in the twilight to face your angry
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CHAPTER yT-Con,inued.

CHAPTER yI-Contfnued.
ne was stunned. She smiled in triumph,
conscious of her resistless power.
Forgive me for my se%lfishness in keeping
you here just a moment from the rest.
wished to see you first"
WHAT! To inspect like mamma, to see II
I look all right"
No; with a mad desire to keep you as
long as possible from the others"
Then she looked up at him and said slow
ly and softly:
Would 1t please You very much IL were
not to dance tonight"
Il wouldn't dare ask so selfish a thing of
you. 1t Is with you a simple habit of polite
society. and you enjoy It as a child does
play. / understand that, and yet IL you do
not dance Tonight 1 feel as though 1 would
crawl round this world on my hands and
knees for you IL you would ask it. There
are men waiting for you in that ballroom
whom / hate
She looked at him timidly, as though she
were afraid he was about to say too much,
and lightly replied:
Then I will not dance tonight. I'll Just
preside over the ball and let Helen be the
queen"
words have no power to convey my
gratitude. I count all my little triumphs
In life nothing to this. You promised to
join me on the porch. DOM change that
part OF the programme. 1 will talk to your
mother until you come"
Mama. have you been monopolizing Mr..
CASTOR for @ whole hour?"
He hasn't been here a half-hour. Miss,'
cried her mother.
He's been here an hour and ten minutes.
I'm going to tell papa on you just as soon
as 1 get home"
G back to your dancing"
No. thank you. 1 have an engagement to
take a walk with your beau. Come. Mr..
CASTOR"
They walked to the spring and along the
winding path by the brook at the foot Of the
hill and found a rustic seat. They were
both silent for several moments.
Il saw you were charming, mama, or 1
would have come sooner"
Il hope she likes me-"
She has been praising you ever since
your visit to Independence. never saw
her talk so long to a young man in my life
before. You must have hypnotised her."
II hope So"
A strange happiness filled her heart that
night. She was afraid to look 1t in the face;
and yet she dared to play with the thought.
Are you enjoying your triumph to-night7
I've had war inside"
Il feel like / am the Emperor of the
world and that the Evening Star is smiling
on my court!"
She smiled. tossed her pretty head, leaned
against the tree and said:
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CHAPTER VII
The Heart of the william.

CHAPTER VII
The Heart of the william.
Mcleod had developed into a man of
undoubted power. He was but 80 years old,
and the dictator of his party in the State.
He had the fighting temperament which
Southern people demand in their leaders.
With this temperament he combined the
skill of subtle diplomatic tact. He had
no moral scruples or any kind. The prob
lem of expediency alone interested him IN
ethics.
McLeod's pet aversion was a preacher
especially a Baptist or a Methodist. His
choicest oaths he reserved for them. He
made Il study Of their weaknesses. and
could tell dozens of stories to their dis
credit many of them true. He had an in
stinct for finding their weak spots and hold
Ing them up to ridicule. He bought every
book of militant infidelity he could find
and memorised the bitterest Of it. He took
special pride in soothing at religion before
the young converts of Durham's Church.
And the shallow-pated satellites cheered
his blasphemy with opend-eyed wonder.
The weakes and least dangerous side OF
his nature was that turned toward women.
He was vain as a peacock. and the darling
wish OF his soul was to be a successful
libertine This was the secret of the DEVIL
ish cruelty back of his desire Of boundless
wealth.
He had the intellectual forehea of his
Scotch father. large. handsomely modelled
features. nostrils that dilated and contract
ed widely. and the thick sensuous lips of
his mother. His eyebrows were straight,
thick. and suggested undoubted force of in
tellect. His hair was a deep red. thick and
coarse. but his moustache was finer and it
was his special pride to point its delicately
curved tips.
His vanity was being stimulated just now
by two opposite forces. He was in love.
as deeply as such a nature could love with
Sallie Worth. Her continual rejection of
suit had wounded his vanity. but had reused
all the pugnacity of his nature to strength
en- this apparent weakness.
He had discovered recently that he exer-
cised a potent influence over Mrs. Durham.
The moment he was repulsed his vanity
turned for renewed strength toward her.
He saw instantly the immense power even
the slightest indiscretIon on her part would
give him over the Preachers life He knew
that while he was not a demonstrative man
he loved his wife with intense devotion. He
knew. too. that here was the preachers
weakest spot. In his tireiess devotion to
his work he had starved his wife's heart.
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Mile Glenn. Elsie Baird.
Ruby Palma

chorus in his Chaperons Company. which
comes to the Grand Opera-house soon. IN
cludes so many pretty women who can sing.
Every one of them expects to have a place
In the center of the stage with the full
power of the limelight turned on her. Ask
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Too Much for Papa.

o MUCH LOT Papa
Papa, do you know how to reach a CON-
clusion?'
Certainly. Do your
70 Easy. Just take a train"
What are you talking about?"
"A train of thought"
Go to bed"
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Kitty Call.

WRITTEN o THE SUNDAY REPUBLIC.
"Prima donnas while you waltz
That's the Frank Perley motto. II
guarantees to make chorus girls over Int
tho real thing in less than a season. An
that is said to be the reason why In
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| made no reply. Mcleod glanced at her fur
lively and smiled at this evidence that his
shot had gone home.
Would you drive with me to the Springs?
We will get there before this party starts
back" She hesitated and answered. yes"
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Nellie FofflM

May Stebbins and Winnifred Florence and
a lot Of others. So the chorus of the
''Chaperons' is full Of ambitious young en-
tertainers who fain would become prima
dounas. They say NJ. Perley can spot the
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,rain, put he felt uneasy when he recalled Nc
Ieods Intimacy with Miss Sallie Worth ana 10
s,nea not to go. He waited until the train had
snaaftsu ano then sent a note to Miss Worth, tell
~ ner that his train had left him and arl,ing
q sT, 20 nave compassion en- him and allow kim 10
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LILLIAN Deyers.

'em about II and they will tell YOU to look
at Alice Nielsen and Trixie Friganza. Did
anybody else see the possibilities Of Trixie
having possession of the center and holding
1t with credit to herself and Perley? Then
there's Nellie Follis and May Boley and
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oer1lda Mf2funA
Margaret Striker.

spark Of genius the minute he sees a girl
in whom it burns. And each member OF that
chorus is sure that he has discovered tbs
signs in her. They already have good looks
and that helps.
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Town the ages, wet with tears and winged
with hope:
God Is lover
He said it now softly and reverently. and
the tears came unbiddsn from his soul. He
felt close to the heart of things. He knew
he was close to the heart of nature. What
If nature was only another name for God?
And he whispered it again:
God is lovei"
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tIo BE Continued Next Sunday.l
Oopyrishs 1892 BY Doubleday. Page & clfI