The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1909-11-12
SOME PARIS STAGE HORRORS.
Realism at the Grand oulsnol Thea
ter That Is uneanny.

The Grand Guignol. the temple OF
melodrama In Paris, has been eontinu'
ing It's choice line of thrillers of late,
a writer in a London newspaper says.
One of the plays recently produced
there was lie Delegue de la Troisteine
Section. a really choice little horror.
Here was apparently gathering oil
Russian revolutionists OF the middle
class assembled for little academic
discussion at the house OF one of the
members-a quiet bourgeois parlor,
with a simple lamp burning on the
table. the light from which was just
sufficient To keep the room In semi
darkness. The members greet each
other. as they enter the room, with
simple ormality-pleased 10 see each
other again. and all that kind OF thing
They sit down. and there is drs
matte pause. Then. quite unexpected
ly. one OF the members. sitting quiet
Is back in his chair, says they must
be careful what they discuss as there
is a traitor In their midst. In
moment the delegates are on their
feet. No noise. no raised voices
merely a quiet demand that the ac-
cuser shall substantiate his charge,
and the accuser points out his man.
The accused ridicules the idea at
first. but proof after proof is quietly
laid before the meeting. and, at
signal from the chairman, the traitor
is suddenly seized from behind and
bound. 1t is all done so quickly. and
yet so quietly, that the horror OF the
thing becomes very impressive. For
- Of a f2-Ha1fn
And he is given five minutes In
which to prepare himself-there In
that quiet parlor. in the house of a
member whose wife is in the adJoin-
ing kitchen calmly preparing supper
for the delegates as soon as their
business snail be ended The traitor
then says he has an accomplish. He
will give the name on condition that
his life is spared.
The reply comes that his life is for
felt. II he will not give the other
name of his own accord-well, ike
the gay English monarch. he will be
an uncomfortable time dying. They
twist a black handkerchief around his
neck and half throttle him; but still
he says nothing Then one Of the
delegates stands over him with a
| knife. and SAYS that, II ne will not
speak. his cheeks shall be sliced of,
| one after the other. This is really
quite a nice bit OF sensation. Just as
| the knife goes through the first cheek
however. the victim has the bad taste
TO spoil all the fun. He rolls out oil
the chair with a beautiful gurgle, and
the delegates gather round him with
the astonished remark. "Cristi II est
mort" Only fancy.
In the second act the delegates are
busy inquiring among themselves az
10 the identity Of the other traitor
and suspicion falls on their host, who
should know by this time what treat
ment TO expect Suddenly his wife
who has been listening at the door
burst into the room and says II i
she who is the traitor-she sold th'
other delegates TO save her husband
real love. and all that kind Of thing
The loving husbands reply is TO throw
his wife into the arms of his fellow
delegates and tell them they ma.
treat her as they think fit. He ha
another engagement. and, picking VI
a revolver from the table. blows on
his brains and falls on the heartl
rug. while his wife obliges with
scream that you could hear the who'll
length OF Regent street. That Is al
But the quiet. deliberate manner !
which the death penai,y was infiicte
in that semi-darkened room where IN
voices were most Of the time hushe
Tor fear Of eavesdroppers was Wild
uncanny. The dialogue had all IN
commonplace style OF intense realisI
and the acting was remarkable. Ate
seeing a play OF that kind you wan
to look under your bed on retirin
to make sure that nobody with blac
|, handkerchief is hiding there in wa
| for you.