The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-05-18

have elapsed and EverywomaD, still
seeking King Love, has become an ac-
tress and plays a leading role. She has
won success. Thousands have ap-
plauded her; she is surrounded by sui
tors and flatterers, but there is hun
ger in her heart and the love she
sought is still unbound, Bluff and
Stuff, vulgar, coarse theatrical man
ayers, are computing their profits and
discussing ways and means to make
more money. They call a rehearsal of
the chorus and after they have put
them through their PAGES they demand
tho principals, but none is there.
Then Everywoman arrives and in her
train, Wealth, a ulti-millionaire, and
Witless, nobleman, who fondles her
dog. She ultimately dismisses them
and learns from Youth and Beauty,
who are now members of the chorus,
that Bluff and Stuff have offered vio-
lence TO Modesty, and that she has dis
appeared Note again the symbolism.
Everywoman, worldly-wise from her
contact with the stage, has lost her
Modesty, Conscience, her maid, sings
TO her, but there is sadness in her
heart. Youth, however, tells her that
she suspects the actor, Passion, is real
ly King Love. At this her heart is
cheered, and smile lights up her
Love, her pilgrimage is over. Sudden
ly she hears voice outside, 1t thrills
her strangely. Alone upon the stage
she sinks upon rock near swooning
with Joy at the prospect that seems to
await her. Passion enters, his face
masked. Everywoman, her hands
clasped in ecstasy and anticipation,
looks upon him His form is pleasing
and as he lifts his voice in song she
feels that her hour of joy has come.
He embraces her, kisses her. and she
receives his advances wonderingly,
half puzzled, half-unconvinced. His
arms are about her and his lips upon
hers. She abaudops herself to his
King Love, when, from rock upon
the stage she hears the plaintive voice
of Modesty bidding her last fare
well IT arouses her. She demands
that Passion remove his mask, He re-
fuses and she tears it from him TO find
in him only Il false and hideous thing
which she has mistaken for King Love.
"Thou art only decked out to strut
and fret thy hour upon the stage, and
pose and prate-and when thy part is
played, thy mischief done, to vanish
and be seen no more; be gone!' she
thunders, and Passion sulks away.
Moaning, she sinks to her knees, with
Conscience tenderly comforting her.
The third act takes place in Every
woman s sumptuous apartments in the
city where as the toast of the hour,
the petted favorite of the clubs, tho
adored of the men about.town. she
gives a supper to the men and women
Of her world 1t is long past midnight
as the curtain rises and discloses a
scene of lavish beauty. In a gilded
room n table is set with gold and cut
glass, served by powdered servants,
the air redolent with the perfume Of
rare flowers. One by one, to the mu-
sic of q haunting melody, the guests
arrive.
Everywoman, gorgeously gowned,
sits among her guests, while wine bub
bles, laughter becomes boisterous and
voices maudln with drink. Wealth
sits at Everywomau s right, Witless at
her left; Age attends upon Youth;
Bluff upon Greed Stuff upon Self;
Puff, the press agent, upon Vanity
Beauty is Ill and cannot sit at table
and is attended BY Conscience. She
smiles YEARLY at the witticisms which
are directed against her, but the life
she has been leading, the late hours,
the suppers, the wine, and the life of
alleged pleasure has wasted her body
and she feels her life slipping away.
Again note the symbolism. 1t is not the
character Beauty. but the attribute
beauty. which Everywoman is about to
lose. The merriment wakes high; the
corks are cannonading from the bottles
as overworked Grovel and Sneak. the
servants, supply the roistering guests.
Everywomnn feels the enthusiasm of
the moment, Wealth, sitting beside
her, murmurs in her ear; Witless in
a vapid way pays her court, and her
guests grow ever more hilarious. They
sing and jest and shout as Conscience
bends low over the PROSTATE form of
diving Beauty. Everywoman is crowned
Queen Of the Revels. She mounts her
glittering table, sparkling with dia-
monds. wearing n gown a princess
might envy. and the men, some of
them stupefied with wine, bow down
and worship her.
Worn out from the evening of dissi-
patton, Everywoman bids her guests de-
part, and one by one they go as the
clock strikes 5. Youth sinks down
exhausted, but Wealth, who covets
Everywoman and has heard that she |