Los Angeles herald., 1906-05-13
BY BESSIE BEATTY

BY BESSIE BEATTY
Come chickie, chickie Come chickie,
chickie. chick"
A voice that has made Britannia
say well done" Sunny Italia cry
"bravol bravo!" and Gay Paree ex-
claim "vivei vive!" came from out a
big blue sunponnet.
1t was a soft voice with a, certain
musical quality that once heard would
never he forgotten. Its owner was a
tall slender girl with a wealth of soft
golden hair. parted in the middle, and
arranged in q Dutch coil around her
head. The sunbonnet was pushed back
from her forehead, leaving the braids
glistenng i'm the sunshine, and she
scattered corn from a pail on her arm
to the feathered family that f1ocked
around her feet in response to her
call. Her dress was blue dimlty,
with white fischu caught across her
throat
Just a simple country girl-Ellen
Beach YaW.
Ellen Beach Yaw come home again
home from her triumphs, home to re-
ceive the crownfng bliss of success at
the hands of the home folks.
Renews Acquaintance
To those who have heard Ellen
Beach Yaw sing-and most Califor-
mans have heard her-this picture
would be a surprise, but It is one that
may be seen almost any day on a
beautiful little ranch nesting in the
Covina valley. There it is that the
sweet singer will spend her summer.
She is a Southern California girl, one
of our very own, and we may glory in
her successes with all the ride that
only ownership justifies.
You will find her out feeding the
Chickens" her mother said, as she
stood at the door Of the old-fashioned
country house.
"If you will sit down I will call her,
or, If you would rather, you may go
to her. She has been home only such
a short time that she wants to spend
most of her time out of doors renew
ing acquaintance with the animals"
This was just what I had come from
Los Angeles to see-Ellen Yaw as she
is off the stage-and 1 fairly fled
chickenyardward.
Birds Love the Singer
She had her back turned toward me,
and, if 1 must confess it, 1 stepped
behind a huge rose bush that I might
watch her for a moment unnoticed.
From the flock of chickens came
one more tame than all the rest and
pecked at her skirt. She stopped, and
the next moment the bird was perched
on her shoulder and she was talking
"chiclie, chickie, pretty chick" to 1t.
She turned and / was discovered.
80 you have come all the way from
Los Angeles to see me-" she said, after
a few Introductory remarks. Just let
me put some water in this pan for
chicks oat thirCtxy TThn11 W.
will go to the veranda. Oh, I am hav-
ing just the most delightful time here
in the country!"
Are you fond of chickens? Don't
you like ducks?'
Not a word about music or art. She
fired the questions with all the en-
thusiasm of child, and 1 really be-
gan to feel that after all chickens are
very interesting.
Then we went to the porch. 1t is
great, big porch with large roomy
chairs lined with soft pillows, and
beautiful view of the mountains only
four miles away.
Learned to Walk
"You see am a regular country
girl at home. My life is so different
from what it is abroad and 1 love the
change. Here I go to bed almost as
early as the chickens and would you be-
lieve 1t, I'm up every morning at half
past O'Clock.
I'm Europe 1 go to bed late and do
not get up until late. When I was
singing in grand opera in Naples /
lived right in the city and of course
l had very little time to get out.
"In England 1t was still different.
That is where learned to walk. You
know they make such fun of American
girls because it takes them such a
short time to get tired out when they
are walking. My English friends were
all great walkers and of course they
joked with me and said they supposed
/ was just like all American girls. 1
decided that l would prove that l
could walk. At first / used to get
terribly tired, but / would never LET
on, and now I can walk any distance
without feeling 1t in the least. Only
this morning L had long tramp off
toward the mountains and 1 came back
feeling so refreshed.
Gives Advice to American Girls
Speaking about Naples. 1 do wish
more American girls would go there i'm
stead of TO Paris. Paris is overrun with
American girls and there are some
awfully sad cases there. Many of them
are not doing anything nor will they
ever. They go to Paris with very little
money but great ambition. and have to
pay $5 for a lesson of half an hour.
They also have to pay high prices to
hear good music Consequently they
have to deprive themselves of the me-
cessitles OF life. Often the struggle be-