Truth. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1901-1908, 1906-05-26

summer lies buried in a graveyard of
snow, Salt Lake bursts into the glow
and warmth of the theatrical season.
The people of other towns may be sat
isfied to gaze out at the storm through
windows jeweled with frost gems, or
watch the eager sparks leap up the
great chimneys-in New England they
do this-but in Salt Lake we hear the
call of the theatre like bugle blast.
Go to the box-office of any theatre in
Salt Lake, on the stormiest night in
winter, and you will find clamorous
throng spending it's money. The fer
Ger the storm, the stormier the fierce
ness of the ticket-buying crowd. This
is no idle statement, but a fact easily
verified by the affidavit of any theat-
rical manager in Salt Lake. OF course
such is not always the case, still it hap
pens more frequently here than else
where. The reason for it is superficial
enough. Every theatre in Salt Lake is
a blaze of glory in the winter time
every entrance to every playhouse is
an incandescent fairyland and nobody
can withstand the alurements of light,
warmth and color Just as in New Eng
lduu luS lllOtno lily W IuC CululC, oO uO
we western moths love to battle our
wings in the golden flood of the foot
lights And we are the better for 1t,
too! Immersed as we are in business,
stepped as we are in the activity of
making a greater and grander city, Ia
Dor demands it's time for repose and
tired nature must be restored So we
leave our burdens at the theatre box
office and Danish all the wrinkles of
care in fits of convulsive laughter, or,
according to the program of the even
ing, enter new worlds with Clyde Fitch
and the almost forgotten Shakespeare.
According to population, Salt Lake
Is the best show town in the world.
Kansas City is double our size, yet it's
theatres are no better patronized than
ours. Omaha is almost twice as big as
Salt Lake, yet we here pour as much
money into our box-offices. Denver,
Queen City of the Plains, with its hun
dred and fifty thousand people, sup
ports only one theatre more than Salt
Lake with eighty thousand people.
Every time you juggle with figures
theatre figures-Zion stands up
proudly in the front rank of arithmetic
But amusement-loving Salt Lake
leads the procession of western cities
when 1t comes to summer resorts. The
very approach of summer is a dream of
beauty-the gentle April showers, ris-
ing like vaDoIy signs turned to glad
some tears; the brave little flags of
May and the bright hammered flowers
of June, marching through the valleys
and over the hills everywhere!
No wonder the Salt Laker hears the
call and must away to stream, noun
tain and lake. No wonder there is a
rush to the wide open country-to the
green temples where tired nature may
worship and be restored Surround
ing the city, like necklace of pearls,
are the canyon resorts too beautiful to
be idly compared with resorts else
where.
Who has not heard of the mountain
les up the Cottonwood Canyons and
he other famed sheets of limpid water
IN the Wasatch mountains?
Who has not heard of the merry crys-
tai streams that hurry over rainbow
falls in joyous haste of flight and
foam? All these are far, far from the
crowd-far away where ma
ture whispers secrets to its own care
less heart. They are a beautiful mys-
terry even to the average Salt Laker
But nearer home the Zionite has his
Coney Island, his Asbury park, andLong
Branch. To man living inland the
breath of the sea is the luxury of life.