The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1905-04-09


about a bell boy who Overhears Wall
street magnates giving sub rosa tips IN
the bar of the Van Billion hotel, seizes
the first ]. w. Johnson in sight as
the j. w johnson who is a Copper
| King and while that worthy is in
! toXicated, doffs his bell boy uniform
| and makes a clear million as financial
| secretary" That's the sort of bell boy
I who indicates at the start his aptitude
/ for frenZied finance by selling fake
souvenirs to rubberneck visitors at tn
| Van Billion hotel. These sight-SeeTS
are types That is made manifest
/ by the ill-ftting shirt waist of one.
and a broad white elastic that unpic-
turesquely holds on the hat of an
other. They are the wife and daugh-
( ter of the J. W. Johnson who is the
leading undertaken of YonherS. and is
hustled into the place, for farce rea-
| sons, OF the rich Johnson. He, too, has
a daughter, who indicates her wealth
and refinement by wearing pink satin
and gold spangles in the morning
Now, Mr.. Chambers is related to the
real Hotel St. Regis under the follow
ms extraordinary circumstances" His
wife is Kate Carew when she writes
OF lurid experiences for some Sunday
newspapers. When the latest and eX-
traordinarily sumptuous hosiery she
FASTENED to occupy its, bed advertised
as costing $4,000. and wrote fulsOme-
ly of her dreams therein, Mr.. Chal-
merS-Chambers accompanied her, and
during the evening an Italian named
Conte permitted himself to be an
nounced enormously as the count"
This experience in the Chambers lives,
and the mental attitude back of it, is
interesting in more than the authority
It gives to a representative in the farce
of the bridal suite Of the Van Billion,
fifth a bed appraised moderately at $16,-
600, adjacent but not visible The
! cTIfrR-n9IiP0
sweet in subtle travesty upon Amer
lean prOnunciatiOn-iS circular and is
! hung in rose du Barry brOcade, with
pillars of white between, on one OF
Which hangs a pure white telephone
| Here the progress of the plot allows
representation of a luncheon a la st.
Regis-a most instructive spectacle for
Us poor folk to see Six walters arrive
i'll single file, bearing silver dishes A
table, (which awaits grapefruit for
six, is placed. How simple yet how ele-
giant. For pictorial oddly the end of
the act is uncOmmonly good. Every
| ones fate depends upon rise or fall
in stocks The party of six has just
seated itself at luncheon when the
ticker sounds. Note: The bridal suite
has a ticker so that even a stock
broker can enjoy his honeymoon
Everyone jumps to the machine. The
Dell bOy-hnancieT is first TO reach it;
then the broker handling JOhnSOn'S in
Vestmsnts, and so on through the half
dozen, ending with the intoxicated bo-
gus copper king" The St~ir of pa
per with its mOmentOuS information
Is handed down the line like confetti
at a carnival. And even beyond John
son IT IS eagerly scrutiniz5d by the
walters in a row Thus the second
act ends in the odd spectacle of a strip
of paper slowly ticked its way across
the stage, and each bit of inforlna-
is Of in,-
to the twelve nervous characters and
melting thsm to CALCULATIONS.
Probably in the glittering St. Regis,
when Kate Carew Chalmers Chambers
Was propped up in the say $4,000 bed.
dreaming and writing and writing and
dreaming, husband Harrie Kellett had
to do something to while away a chap
eron's hours. And under such circum-
stances an Arizona trial i'm u New
York hotel doubtlessly looked like Il
screamingIy funny pictorial paradox.
What COnte the count thought we may
never know. Far too many times TO
doubt it we have been assured in comic
supplements and in dramas, humorous
aud tearfully pathetic, that all west
erners call each other ''pard," indulge
from early morn till late at night in
gunplay, and are ever deeply touched !
by a daughters love and virtue. So
when an Arizona financier opens d trial
of a brother WeSterner and an "effete
easterner" by demanding each mans !
arms, ii must be not only uprOariOus-
~ funny. but page from nature"
The copper king produces Il revolver; |
the best the New Yorker can do is a F.
pen-knife.
Minnie Madden Fiske has made her
self newly interesting on two after
moons i'm a new role, though in each /
instance she showed herself on the
stage of her theatre only a minute or
i
not taken up pantOmime, but has given
fresh proofs of her ability as a drama
fist. Excepting in collaboration, with
her husband in play for herself, and
with Paul Kester in one for Helena
MOdjeska, her writing has been in one
act pieces. Three were in this matt !
nee bill. OF these she made "A Light
from Saint Agnes" for herself, and ten !
years ago she used it a few times. In
the school of SardOu this little trag-
edy is a remarkable play; excelling |
that writer in poetry of fancy, though |
not equaling him in smOOthness of
technique A storm RACES over a noun /
tain in Louisiana, and we see the in |
side of a hut with a lone woman moan !
ing on bed, though the adjacent in !
terror of a church with a corpse silent
on bier is not visible. Yet SO Wv /
idly imaginatiVe-impre seems !
the best words Mrs. FiSke'S writing |
that the unseen dead Agnes remains /
the haunting memory OF the drama
Agnes had been a good woman, but I
her effectual efforts to sweep liquor !
selling from the countryside had (
aroused hatred in the hearts of the
miserable woman in the hut and of her
paramour.
Out of the storm a priest comes, and, !
accompanied from time to time by the [
voices of the chanting clergy in the !
church, tells the poor creature that the I
almost sainted Agnes last words were
of her. and gives her a crucifix from !
the dead woman At first she curses !
it, and, even when he has gone and |
her drink-besodden lover has returned, !
she speaks blasphemously of Saint !
Agnes and her religion. But a light /,
steals in upon her heart, just as the
light of the morning Pushes across her !
bed, reflected in a golden glow from /
the window of the church. And when I
the man declares his intention to steal /
the diamond cross from the corpse her /
horror is more than brute fear. She /
pleads with him and warns him that
the praying monks will ring the chapel !
bell in alarm to which he replies he
will have killed those helpless ancients !
first; and she pleads for the Sanctity
of corpse, to which he RACES that
he will defile the woman who. in life,
brought ruin to his Illicit trade. The .
awakening has come to the woman,
and, as her lover dashes out to do the
deed she follows him and then. uDOn