The evening world., 1910-12-10

a daisy.
II the Department OF Labor IL looking
for statistics IL should not overlook the
interchangeable, i~nexhaustlble Sarah. Not
counting the wear and tear on her emo
lions, she will have spoken approx
mately 5000 words from the stage OF
tho Clone Theatre by tonight. In
"L'Alglon'' she has two thousand
verses" to use her own language. which
may safely be estimated at something
Ike 20.coO words. Her other parts easily
run TO 1900 words each-and this may
be taken as the average length OF a role.
II are fond OF figures-1'm not
make the most OF these. for they are
unique. Subtract, II you like, from the
daily activities Of this t~ireless woman
OF sixty-seven the hours that she gives
to rest. An" YOU may say. now we
W. IT," No, you haven't. Sarah Bern
hardt goes to bed at three In the morn
ing m Is up at eight.
Life IL short-why lose half of 1t In
sleep" she said as she spoke OF this last
night.
Young with Enthusiasm.
II was after the fourth act Of THE
Sorceress' that I ven TO see Sasa an
Bernhardt. the woman She was stu
trembling with the fortunes OF the In
QUESTION as she stood In her dressing
room, her tawny hair tumbled about her
head. and her strange eyes lighted with
the fires of her unquenchaole youth.
She stood under a glazing electric lsht
the most trying OF all this side OF the
sun-and seemed scarcely a day oder
than she looks across the footlights'
There were lines In the ace-yes-hu
only lines left there by thought and
feeling. Her face was young with the
entnusla ISM OF n child. the spiri; OF an
artist. I could hardly believe my eyes.
Here was a woman who was her "
beauty specialist" At reakfas one
morning this week a Lady or Lotions
came to her and urged: You should
try my treatment. Madame. 1t Will WORK
wonders in your face Sarah looked
critically at the Lady OF Lotions for a
moment, then put down her cup ana IN
her sweetest, softcst tone inquired
WHY then, don't you try It on -FOUR
own face?' Whereupon the Lady #
Lotions vanished.
tttilk. hO@ApAS A'N' - 'AHF
Sarah. She has no use for them. ]
could sec that at a glance.
Work keeps me young" she re-
marked, with a smile that played alonR
her lips like summer lightning.
Only Tired Enough to Enjoy Rest
And working day and night does not
tire YOU"
She caught the question with a laugh
then confessed:
Truly. shall be glad when Sunday
comes. Then | shall rest these'-wlth a
sweeping gesture across the knees-
land these"-swinglng her hands across
her breas, and cutting Off her arms al
the elbow. But she continued. Il an
only tired enough TO be glad that sun
day is a day OF rest for me. 1t Is 80
with all OF us. Is 1t rot? The good Coo
made Il so. We work a little and ther
we rest"
"WoriS a little'-ten performances II
six days-sixty-sevea-llte to bed and
early TO rise-I was knocked silly!
"Ah. but this Is not the hardest week.
work | have done" she assured me
"Once I gave eleven performances. Tha
was In Boston on my last visit to this
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Work Here a Pleasure.
She laughed again, but the two maid,