The Salt Lake herald-Republican. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1909-1918, 1909-09-19

had been scraped and kicked and swept
along the floor until they lodged under
/ the carpets, and there they remained
until the floor coverings were removed.
/ Here's a partial list:
Hairpins, black, silver, etc, 642.
Artificial curls, sections of rats"
etc, II.
Carriers mostly in parts, "a
Beads, all kinds and sizes, SO.
Hatpins, tops, etc, 80.
Ordinary pins, too many TO count.
Finger rings, brass and glass, 2.
There were other things, Of course,
/ but above are all the cleaners kept
track Of
In a recent issue of Les Annales Poll
( tiques ct LitteraTies we find the follow
| ing characteristic letter in which Nine.
Sarah Bernhard gives an attractive
/ glimpse of how the time passes in her
country home at Belle Isle:
You want to know what 1 do at Belle
! Isle? rest there. I rest there by firing
myself. In Paris I lead a paradOxical
sort of life. One must live, all the same!
| The same fate which made me servant
! of an art in which the brain, the heart,
/ the sensibility and the intelligence are
alone brought into play-that same fate
endowed me with a taste, a necessity, a
/ very fury for bodily activity. How can
these things be reconciled? I do not
! reconcile them, but go to Belle Isle.
Belle Isle is quite small, but it is
wild, and it is immense because it is one
Of the extreme ends Of the old world, the
/ fist Of Europe plunged into the sea be-
cause the infinite ocean dashes on all
sides, its green, flashing waves against
/ the black rocks; and because, afar off
at the end of the ocean, imagine Amer
| lea and other worlds.
And this is why 1 love Belle Isle:
/ For its solitude, for its silence, for it's
/ Witness its fishermen, its transparent,
glaucOus waters. its sky now dark and
now blue; for all the splendid sights
which nature displays there, and for all
! l find there, dreamy beautiful and ideal.
/ LAS to how l pass my days. here is an
! account as dry as a legal examination:
! Whatever weather we may have, 1
/ rise early, between 3 and 6 O'Clock, and
at once go a-hunting
4 return at s o'clock, put up my gun
and go shrimping.
! 4 come back from fishing at Il.
| Then come the bath, the toilet, and
/ lunch at half-past u. After lunch a nap.
/ The nap is obligatory and sacred. Since
/ rising 1t is my first moment of bodily
1 rest. Of immObility and silence. We
| stretch ourselves out upon reclining
| chairs, and in willow arm chairs in the
! shelter of the fort. protected from the
| sea breeze. The rule is to be silent. Ev-
| erybody meditates, reads or sleeps, as he
/ may choose to do.
Then, work
Everybody has his own place in the
/ studio which I have built opposite the
/ fort. As for myself, ! read manu-
scripts, review or learn my parts, or
/ occupy myself with sculpture
/ AT ; we play tennis. Afterward we
/ dine. Then we have some music Then
we go TO bed. Then we begin all over
/ again.
"Such are my days at Belle Isle.
| They are all alike. They are charming
and splendid. I have the divine sensa-
! ton of living in these days for myself
| alone, and for a few beings who are
/ close to my heart; in these days only
/ among all the days of the fleeing year.
They are my sanctuary. In them I re-
! gain my will power, and gather rich
! stores of health and of activity.
! And I go back to Paris without re-
| greet I have had from Belle Isle all
that I expected, and that I demanded. I
60 back joyfully to my art, to my work,
to all the course of my life"
/ Few dramatists would not be a terrible
/ disappointment to the hero worshiper.
! They are for the most part a quiet. un-
| assuming lot. They are Of the stage and
| vet do not reflect any Of the glare of the
footlights. One very marked exception
! to this rule. however. is Paul Armstrong
author of "Salomy Jane THE Heir to
the Hoorah' and co-author of Going
Some"
Mr.. Armstrong is a big. fine-looking
/ fellow drawn in bold broad lines char
acteTized by tremendous vigor and vital
/ ity. His bTOad-brimmed hat and his black
| imperial suggest the westerner. though
most of his life has been spent in Chi
cagO and New York where in both
places, he engaged in the newspaper bust
/ ness 1t was Mr Armstrong who once
! delivered himself of the cpigrammatiCal
opinion that all other things being equal
/ the man who would make the best prize
fighter would make the best playwright. %
Paul, as everyone calls him, has some
reputation for his sarcastic wit In refer
ring to the average musical comedy pro-
ductiOn, Armstrong Hkened them to a
chorus girls tights, which touch every
point and cover nothing. 1t was he who
issued a printed sheet of "DOn'ts' to the
players engaged to appear IN his PLAYS
! These Don is had nothing to do with
the way the players should act their parts
but were supposed 10 point out the pit
falls young actors were likely to fail into
The following is a sample of how little
bearing the don ts' had on the duties
Don't make the mistake of allowing
| anyone to take you for the ice man. Talk
| shop at all times to avoid this
| Armstrong has rather a good story
| which he tells on himself:
! Il was walking down Broadway recently
when a we'll known professional ap-
preached and Immediately began an ex-
PLANTATION of how his remittances from
home were being wOefully delayed. Con
sequently. he continued, he was unabl-
| to get anything to do and the stony
hearted Iandlady insisted on her money
/ snd-well. If 1 could help him out of the
hole he would return the favor in the
near future.
After he had finished his plea, said
| Tell me exactly how bad off you are2
| "Unflinching1y he declared with solemn
mien: Paul, this is on the level. l have
not had my boots freed in three weeks d
! y
! IT is understood that Nat G. Goodwin
has retired. at least temporarily. from
the stage. He is in London with his wife
the beautiful Edna Goodrich. He said
the other day; Il don't know when
/ shall return to the stage. ] certainly