The Birmingham age-herald., 1910-10-30
Sarah BeTnhardt Seems to
 Be As Young As Ever
IS WELCOMED IN NEW YORK
Great Throng Greets the Wonderful Woman at the Pier Upon the Arrival of the Steamer From
 European Ports
BY CHARLES HENRY MELTzER

New York, October 2s.-(special. )-Time
 stands still. Or so 1t seemed to me as I saw Sarah Bernhardt today on the Prov
 ence receiving the homage of her admir- CTS, embracing her old friends and beam ing genially
 It was but yesterday, told myself, that Madame Sarah, then in the flush of her
 maturity, left Havre for the first time on the good liner LAmerique, bound for New She seems unchanged Her figure may have been a trifle heavier But all the
 huoyancy, the grace and charm of youth were in her eyes and in her heart. The life and fire and energy which always signalized her were there just as they used to be. She looked younger-and don't hatter her-than at the end or the beginning of her last tour in America.
 Truly as one of her best friends assured me years ago, this Sarah Bernhardt is the ''quintessence of her time" She was seated in a pink room. thronged with vis- itors. To one she gave her hand to an- other her cheek. Her American manager.
 William Connor, she enfolded in her arms. At all of us she smiled and smiled and smiled.
 She wore a dark green skirt, white shirtwaist, tight fitting toque of loose gold net, trimmed with brown ostrich plumes. A long, rich moleskin mantle, gray suede gloves, bunch of roses and a long gold chain with talique jewels at the end of 1t completed her costume.
 In English, which she has learned to speak with something approaching fiuency, she told us that she had had delightful journey over the seas on delightful ship, so different from the ancient ship of yesterday.
 Till Nantucket had been neared the waves had behaved themselves and she had not been inconvenienced
 Seasick? Absurd! She had been well and bright.
 On her first Sunday out she had cele- brated her-was 1t forty-sixth or sixty ninth birthday? Her friends on board. among them Madame Grat, widow of the Hate Metropolitan manager. and Louise Theo Enoedler, with the 50 members of her company on the Provence, had feted her in her state room and presented her with flowers. William Connor, with true eighteenth century courtesy, at last succeeded in clearing the crowd for Madame Sarah. and pioting her in the direction of the gangway. There stood the captain of the ship waiting to kiss the finger tips of the great actress, while behind a long line of sturdy sailors brought their hands to the salute and shouted, "Vive Madame
 Sarah, Hip, Hip, Hurrah! The worst had yet to come. On the
 landing dock a party of suffragists, way ing the bright yellow pennants of the
 "Joan dArc League were ravng to get
 at Madame Sarah.
 Steered skillfully however, by William Connor, and the agent of the French
 Transatlantic line. she succeeded in evad- ing all but the most pitiless of her pur- suers.
 But at the gates she was confronted by the kodak fiends.
 "A battery gasped Madame Sarah, as three kodakers. representing three New York newspapers of importance. suddenly lined up before her. Then she passed on only to be stopped again by the off cials of the custom house. This is the eighth time have landed here. And never till this day have been worried by the custom house." She sank into chair which some one brought her as she began to answer the pfricial questioning. She had jewels? Yes;. $12,O00 worth. She had electric fans to dry her hair with and a silver tea service.
 When she was free the reporters took her in hand.
 How do you keep your youth?" asked one.
 God helps me and I work hard" was the answer.
 Then the professional photographers got at her again as she sat helpless in an open motor car, heaped about with flow
 CTS and yellow flags and costly furs. But for the second time MT. Connor came to her rescue and shortly after 10 a. m. she drove to the Plaza, where for an hour or two she received visitors and was interviewed.