The Minneapolis journal., 1903-04-28
Lyceum-"Mictael strogot" and Bread.

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At the Lyceum this week Ceres has
come to the support of the sisters Tha-
liza and Melpomene; and we are to have
fresh bread served up to us with our
dramattcs. Mrs. Olson, of South Mime
.apol1s, will vie with the French chef of
Mrs. Millyuns of Vine place, to- the end
that our digestions may not go awry, and
that we ourselves may depart from the.
theater pleased alike in mind and body.
The way to a mans heart is thru his
stomach At least that route has been
frequently exploited and has proved but
an easy hazard with innocuous bunkers
and famous greens. The way to wo-
mans heart is more difficult; but our
stock impresario has fgured-and rightly
that If the men come to his playhouse
for the pleasuring of their paunches they
will bring their women folk with them,
if only to keep them in countenance and
hence the box office will prosper amaz-
ingly. His logic is sound and II his bread
proves palatable success Should crown
his eff0rts.S5 49, ~ $4s.sss2 5,g;f6 : Y
Good bread needs no b,isf and the.
glorifica tinn94of the cooksIa at ! hand
Truly men may live without music, poet
ry and art, but madame, the cook, is
indispensable. No family is. complete
without her. She is a fixture in every
we'll conducted household and, if she
make her bread of Just-O-flour, it is GER
tain to be much better than the kind
mother used to make, for have not Mrs
Potter Palmer and Father Dacey and all
the rest Of them said so? And further
more, if she bakes her bread in Bou-
quet range our Lyceum audiences will
surely rise up and acclaim her queen Of
the kitchen and enslaver Of man. "
7 But what Of f'Michael Strogoff?'
.Hush!5. A pretty fellow this, but, after
all, only a puppet of Jules Verne, who
probably couldn't bake loaf OF bread to
save his life. Verne Is romancer. Bread
is, romantic only when served up with
the proper complement of cheese and
kisses or what use is romance, anyway.
It Is not to be mentioned in the same
week with good, wholesome bread and
butter. If a man asks for bread, do you
give him melodrama? Fie upon you
for a selfish churl. Throw melodrama to
the dogs, but give me bread, bread, do
you understand, and care not If it be
white or brown. z. Z !. -$$E.s 2 A .2,
The chief interest at the Lyceum, then,
is not the play but the more substantial
viands, entered in competition for the
cooks purse. Cookery is more in need Of
subsidizing than is our merchant marine,
and here's hoping that every contestant,
whether she be fair, fat and forty, or
bruno, svelte and twenty, may carry off
part Of the stake money. Our manager
has made q beginning. Let him not turn
back. Let him announce a competition
for the cooking of terrapin-in season Of
course and will promis to take front
seat. The field is wide. He might, with
profit, announce sauer-kIaut night for
our, Teutonic gourmets; a ludefisk repast
for the Swedes; or scrapple supper for
our Pennsylvania colony. What vista
of epicurean delight lays outstretched
before him. There is no limit. The au-
dience is politely requested to submit
menus for next weeks bill.
Assfor the play, what matters it? We
have Michael Strogoff' and bread; may
we not look forward to "Tennessee's
Partner and pudding? Nothing is
impossible. Michael Strogoff'' is
good enough play Of its kind,
but bread, breads the thing to
make the shekels on the counter ring.
And .<Strogon" becomes only side issue
Yet the old melodrama has been given a
satisfactory production, scenically pic
turesque and well acted. It is as full of
thrills as bread is Of flour, and 1t delight
ed last nights audience immensely.
Ring around a bread board, big pans
full of flour; four and twenty loaves OF
bread, baked up in an hour. When the
ovens opened, the bread, it looks so
nice! Take it to the Lyceum. Eat it in
a trice! j. S. Lawrence.