The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-05-20
HOW BEN TIBBEY OF SALT LAKE
WON A KISS FROM SARAH BERNHARDT

In September, 1892, Madame Bern
hardt visited Butte, being engaged by
Manager John Mcguire to open his dra-
matte season that year.
Before her arrival in ''the greatest on
earth, madame had heard much of the
wonderful copper mines that made it
the WO~ld'S most famous mining camp
and with that Bernhardtian spirit of
adventure the great artist, while in
Portland, expressed q desire to see the
underground workings Of a large mine
As the madame'S visit to Butte was
limited TO a, single day. Henry Abbey.
then managing the Bernbardt tour. put
himself IN communication with Man
ager Mcguire to have made an ar
Tangement by which the madame's wish
could be gTatified Immediately on ar
rival at Butte. TeIephoning Captain
Ben Tibbey, the superintendent of the
Parrot mine, now a resident of Salt
Lake, of the distinguished visitor he
might expect on a certain day and on
certain hour. all preIsminaries were
satisfactorily arranged.
On Sept 26 the madames special
train came speeding into the Butte
depot at the appointed time. The plat
form was crowded with people DESTROYS
Of catching a close view Of the Divine
sarah There was a line of carria ges
close by, some being already engaged
to convey the company to the hotels.
while in BUtte's SWEETEST rig with Fat
Jack Butte's SWEETEST 'Cabby" who
has the great distinction of driving all
the most noted celebrities that ever
visited Butte. sat erect in his cream
colored livery and gilt buttons, silk
hat gold banded. white gloves. and
with the ribbons in ore hand held with
the easy grace of n monarch the deli
cately tapeTed wand which was but the
detailed finish of this picture Of case
and lUxury-and assuredIy Fat
Jacks insignia of official Importance
on this memorable occasion.
Presently there was a rush of the
multitude toward the cars as they
slackened UP to the station. Their plat
forms were filled with an eager crowd
of men and women who expressed their
eageTneSs with voice and action. and I'm
a language the waiting multitude did
not understand. It was French.
Meantime Manager Mcguire, stand
ing by Fat Jacks" barOuche waiting
to receive the great artist, was ap-
preached by a medium-sized gentle
man who whispered something TO him
and presently Mcguire left the plat
form and hurTiedly made for q street
car standing 4 few hundred feet from
the depot. while the whispering gen
tleman, who was no other than Henry
ADDeN. Win anOtFer Who was Maurice
GTau. mis- partner. entered the carriage.
and with them two ladies. one of them
heavily yelled and supposed to be Bern
hardt. and the other as if approaching
the whole thing as extremely humOr-
Gus, laughed and smiled to all around
her. As the carriage moved away there
were three hearty cheers for 'Sairey''
Bernhard. While speeding away to-
ward the city. standing on the rear
platform Of the street car. dressed very
plainly. but sensibly. stood a Gemure-
looking lady. whose keen eyes swept in
every direction, now right now left.
then toward the big Anaconda hill with
its smOkestacks. and presently the
o'clock whistle blew, and such whistles.
and such blowing as can nowhere else I
on earth be heard, and Sarah Bern
hardts soul flushed into her face. for.
talk of emotional acting-there was
none here-Only the pleasure that
swept over that play OF cOuntenance. /
which, like the sunshine over a field Of
golden grain, leaves such a picture as
artist seldom paints or poets seldom
sing.
Madame Bernhardt, Mr. ChattertOn, !
her interpreter and secretary, had quiet
~ passed through the crowd 70 the
street car, where they were Joined by