Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-03-24
ROW IN SANCTUM
Actress BruDs Came From New York 10 Punish Local Writer.

As the reporters on the daily
 papers recited their evening prayers
 last evening, just as they were
 about to retire for good nights rest, for they were tired, poor crea- lures, they prayed earnestly that Miss Edna Bruns, the one time
 leading lady for the Poli Stock com
 pany in this city, would always be in the best of health. For yester-
 day afternoon, about the hour of 4,
 she did something for which the
 scribes in this city will ever thank,
 ful be. In years to come when they
 remember the March of 1908, when
 times were hard, and there was not
 enough doing to make any kind of
 a special" they will not have for
 gotten how Miss Bruns came to their
 rescue on, that spring afternoon.
 Even the "Ngh brows" that have not
 said Amen" in months and months
 knelt on pillow last evening and
 tried to say an act of thanksgiving.
 Roland F. Andrews, dramatic
 critic and telegraph editor of the
 American was sitting in his office on
 this eventful afternoon. The repor-
 torial staff was on hand also at
 their desks, for it was pay day;
 otherwise there is no telling where
 they might have been. It was dreary afternoon, but suddenly ev- erybody came out of their sleep by the exclamation of the stentorian voice of John Whitehead, ever alert for something in visionary form, ex- claiming, My, boys, boys look who's coming. Isn't she grand, gra- cious!" The vision in skirts, with her companion, entered and asked to be shown the office of MT An drews. Something really happened few minutes later, and the three reporters who had been dead tired, soon were busy pounding out the sensational episode that had occur red in the office of Editor Andrews.
 For the young woman so fair to look upon was none other than Miss Edna Bruns, who last summer made such an impression as leading wo- man in the Poli Stock company. Of tended because of the manner in which the American had used her name with that of Marcus A. Han na, recently wed, she had come to this city to seek redress. Upon en- countering MT Andrews she declar- | ed she was glad to meet him. MT | Andrews said the feeling was recip- rocated when he learned liner iden- tity, He proceeded to get a chair | for her when zip, something struck him across the neck. Take that, you dog" she cried. ''I'll teach you not to defame my character" Again she attempted to strike Andrews, but he held the whip and told her that if she didn't refrain from being naughty he would have to call the police.
 Miss Bruins continued to reiterate that Mir Andrews was a dog and that he should be ashamed of him. self for writing such rot about her. With swish of her skirts she left he office. Miss Bruns went to The Elton and last evening left for to join the When Knights Were Bold" company in which she has a part. .. e.
 Before going she declared that she was highly incensed because of he manner in which the American lad published stories concerning Ter actions in this city. She said ;he would have thrashed Andrews ast summer only she feared the publicity such an act would give Ter. She brought dog whip along. Is she thought it appropriate for he occasion.
 Miss Bruns's name while she was n this city, was linked with that of 'oung Hanna and when he figured n an elopement with Miss Pratt of l 1lmira, N. Y., a couple of weeks go, Miss Bruns's name was again It was the last story , hat caused Miss Bruns to meet he villain, the vaudevillainous ritic who cruelty criticized Hence Ter visit to this city yesterday.
 When the reporters heard what ad really happened. they all sighed
 sigh of relief. For they knew if he truth were known they would ave been the ones to get a taste of he rawhide. Andrews immediately 1 anne out and related the story. The s flee boy was sent out for some cheroots, for the f aymaster had not yet appeared. his morning the whole staff was n deck as usual. When a Demo- rat reporter entered the office of . he American. there was a discus lon as to who really was respon- ble for the yellow journal story, $ Miss Bruns termed it. |
 MT Andrews was again steated in is sanctum. He appeared none the o orse for the encounter with the ' Dung woman. ''I was certainly sur rised when the young woman n ruck me with her whip, which by I le way. would not harm a kitten. 2
 thought the gentleman was her -ess agent, but he said he was not: ness he was there simply as an on- oker. as he did not eafA 10 take N hand in the game. I never wrote
 line about Miss Bruins except F bout her jewels last summer. so fl ,u see Miss Bruns. pretty girl that