Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1908-05-02

Va rISS MAUD ALLAN is the mode
~ of the moment "All London"
lVIoo.s the the posters posters say or at any
rate as much of London as can
squeeze itself into the Palace Theater
OF Varieties, is making point Of see
ing her. For the serrled ranks OF gen.
tlemen, old and young, equipped with
opera glasses, 1t is easy to account by
the rumor--not at all accurate-that
the lady is attired for one OF her dances
in little else than beads. But the mum
dane danes are there. too to see and be
seen, and n careful scrutiny may even
reveal n genuine amateur OF dancing
for dancing's sake. When Miss Allan's
turn" arrives, at quarter past ten,
there Is the sudden silence that be-
tokens eager expectation. The stage Is
unfurnished save by a few pedestals
for lights, and for background there are
plain velvet curtains of a duh hue,
Then the violin bows glide softly into
the first strains of Chopin's yalse in n
minor, and the dream begins.
The figure OF the dream IL young
girl; you perceive her. that is to say, to
be a girl when you wake again, but to
your dreaming sense she Is u nyrnph or
a. n ~
through the curtains and then appears
TO be drawn unconsciously into move
ment by the music Say rather that she
becomes part OF the music--music made
visible She wears light classic drap-
cry that seems not SO much TO clothe
her as TO serve as ambient air where
In she floats. Her limbs and feet arc
bare: slender and supple limbs, feet
that seem rather 10 caress the ground
10 lao tod
arms wave il Is a wave in the true
sense that they form, a ripple runs
along them, slowly dying out mt the
hngertlps Her hands have something
Of the leaf or petal about them, gently
opening and folding or curving back
upon their stem. IKE Daphnes hands
I'm that picture of Giorgiono whore tho
god has caught her and she is Just Turn
ing 10 laurel. For exquisite felicity OF
expression We can only compare them
With the hands of Duse--whom DAN
nunzio has so Well called of the bead
tiful hands. Here they eXpress-hoW
We cannot guess, we merely state the
fact-a pensive melancholy. the vague
sad reverie OF Chopin's music. But
tho AminOr Valso modulates at times
| into the relative major and then the
dancers face changes and expresses
hope and Joy, and her hands and limbs
| and all the movements of her body
| express hope and JOY. Only fo1 a mo-
ment, however, for again the music
| sinks back into the minor key and you
| see the Joy fading out of the girls
| face, and leaving her arms and hands,
and she dances as one oppressed, falling
| at last into "a wan despair, The music
ceases; the dancer IL quite still, with
head bowed over hands that seem life-
less: then shs glides quietly through the
ourtain-and you awake from your
! dream.
Your next dream Is the familiar,
rather too familiar tune Of Mendels.
sohn's Spring song the dream-tiguro
hlther and thither-allegretto grazioso-'
I'm pursuit OF an imaginary butterfly.
! This is OF course no time for languor-
Gus melancholy; the girls movements
are brisk and rapid, she makes little
PUSHES backwards and forwards, OF,
Ike camilla, skins along the plain"
Now she is on tiptOe with arms out
stretched, now swiftly bending to Tho
ground, now settling for q moment
like the butterfly she pursues~in short,