The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-11-15

own years were too few to have fur
nished.
Soon bits of applause rippled out
where they had never before sounded
That irregularity completely startled
US and made US nervously ignorant as
TO the points of the plays progression.
As rule, you can stay down under
I the stage and tell exactly how near to
or far from your cue you may happen
TO be from the mere murmur of those
| in front. Every audience averages
pretty much the same. laughing at the
same things, whistling at the same
thing. or roaring, or bowling, or clap
/ ping, or being deathly silent-all at the
same thing; and. as I said before, they
keep you posted as to your own cue.
Tonight, however. the innovated
sounds made us restless and drew us
upstairs The sight of Brenda on the
stage rendered US spellbound. We saw
at once that she had come into COM
plete realization of her really terrible
beauty and was using every separate
charm as a weapon of attack. Whether
she spoke or was silent moved or
stood. she glowed with an alluringly
arrogant magnetism. Every fiber of
her flung this gauge: ST am young,
am a woman, I am beautiful. and be-
cause | am these three things the
world is mine and I shall take what /
want from it, She dominated. She
was the play. We were in thrall to
her, wholly in love. wholly fearful
What might not she choose. to 90?
And what secret was hers?
Sim Kelly had his theory.
Cunt She's got us buffalo-d and
knows it," he murmured hoarsely,
watching her as helplessly as we.
AS for Morris. he was plainly mad
with excitement On the stage with
her all the time, he rose unerringly to
every demand her art made of him,
and together they transmitted their
cheaply melodramatic scene to wonder
full tragedy.
When he came off he positively had
to cling to drop to keep himself on
his feet while he watched his protege ,
finish the act And ''Vesta,'' in her
moment of self-reveaiment, was di-
vine. The wholly exquisite scale of a
girls first love sang in her beautifully /
plaintive voice, and its raptured and |
changing phases shone over her won |
derful face. Then, when her furtive |
and afraid glimpse into the mirror con- |
firmed the story of her heart Bren- |
da's plunge into shy shame was pa
thetically effective. AS the glory of |
her amber veil shivered around her. she !
hid her face with clear little cry |
that made an awful inroad upon the |
pain.
When the curtain fell the house rose
at her. If the American public en- |
thuses over one combination more than
another it is the combination of youth |
and pluck and beauty. Here was ge-
MUS. too. So Brenda got curtain call |
which brought her out three, times.
While it all happened Studheim
bowed his head upon the scene and
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old woman. We knew just how he felt
and honored him for it.
AS she came finally back and the or
chestra broke blithely into coon songs,
Studheim literally hung himself around
her neck and flung his glad arms about
her
Il knew you could do it, he gasped
Everything he said he repeated eight !
times or more. 81 knew it, You arc
wonderful. You are the greatest actress
in the world. just as you are the most
beautiful. 1 shall take you to New
York. You shall have your own thea
tre-your own plays. You shall be the /
talk of Broadway. You shall storm
England. And Australia. We shall
coin gold. 1t means work. Brenda, but.
what is work TO the reward? This
night is the happiest in my life,
Brenda, you dearest of angels"
With gentle simplicity she detached /
his embraces and hung him back
against the wall. 1t was quite as il |
she were detaching a pet octopus
whose tentacles were unwelcome mere
ly because wet. While he had been
telling of her future glOries. particu-
larly at his mention of work. her lovely |
face had clouded with a hint of fear, |
but her new found confidence suddenly |
restored her to equanimity and she
smiled aside all his prophecies. She
spoke resolutely, but in mysteries.
Mr.. Studheim, my man is in 'front.'
Your man? Your men, you mean"
corrected Studheim. They are all |
yours. The town is yours
No; my man." persisted Brenda, be-
coming bashful. He says the stage Il
is worse place for me. He says.
Come off, So l am coming off as soon
as maybe yet, which is tonight"
What MANI"
The man I married me over to-"
mo. Brenda
'Yass. I've married me over to L
Otto-of the delicatessen shop. He tells
me, Come off,
She looked down upon us with ra-
diant superiority. concluding:
And I don't have to. act nefer no
more"
"Mol-Gobbin," hurled Studheim, and
the epithet was a sob
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