New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05

,rt. when it is a wide, white day, and the sun is
shining A., coon, bcvond came a sharn cry some.
Du' unlike the bark OF an angry yet cnecblcd old
400 "COrdclic, must nave " uililN IhuSU nave a
dnnkii have made YOU some broth Father, she said a
.i,n't Get YOU a drink ii | would. haven't even
coIir. walked up last night.
licl" barked the voice. you We always money,
,.o, let your poor old father go without drink!
You lie! You he. .,., o., -, ,ro.o,.,4,.. e ...-..
III ~ that pitful state when opposing trincs are
He was HI sr fire 70 frenzy OF sudden he struggled
spa H. tossing back his white name of hair. The old
GP.s dashed up in the eyes, the trembling old hands
nam 1 IN imprccation, and in wild burst he hurled
hoi hat most awful of all ancthcmas, the Curse of
Lear:
On her iueratcful top! Strike her young bones
", taking airs, with lamcncSS!
Vo, nirbc hghtings dart your binding flames
i To-" her ,cornfu eyes! Infect her beauty.
You tcu-suck q logs
,,,,,s.s had risen in bygonc days at the marvel of
tragni.ccnt voiCc.-hc genius that had shaken their
ua :, that stupcndouS OutburSt of a mighty reason
.no to its fall Now it grotcSquc; but, by the
!o.rfr Sweep Of It's intent, it was also terrible. The
oe the awful meaning of the curse, was for her, his
daughter .. .-;,, trol.oo,,. aOb p,tho-,. 11ou
milling fingers CROPPED behind her, feeling bndly for
uudor \ ,huddcr shook her as a reed in high wind.
Tbon SLOWLY She wrcnchcd quiverng body and soul
,tber rivcting them to stole calm, and went out.
EGT il was matinee day, forsooth! and she was late.
Che had left behind her once more but pitiablc,
totted Old man. Fallen back the pillows the voice
lied off inarticulately, "Scrpcnts tooth-thanklcSs
bTd Presently. however, his eyes glntcd craftly.
and he fell tccbly to studying
r1,lIF GREAT second act was The chorus had Just
| tro0pct mcrrilv from the stage. The calcium
,,s SLOWLY rising for in a moment the prima donna
bI,n her ivoritc song and woe bctide the lucklcss
non nl3ninuator if the brilliant spcndor failed to
aood her vocal way, The prima donna had gone in
boste and anger. Her maid, sent an crrand, had
ad 10 return with the marvellous speed demanded by
-;n,a donuas of uncertain temper The unhappy
daughter of odd King Lear, seeking secluded corner
n which 10 await the next hilarious entrance and pass
mo the prima donnaS dressing room door, noted duly
hat il was aiar In the same unthnking fashion she
anobt the sparkle and glitter of a coruscating some
thing that seemed to swing out from space in shaking
She avoke suddenly for the first time that dazcd
sfernoon The splendid diamond necklace of the prma
donna which she valued as her Sou,-somc there were
Who said had valued more than her soul,waS swinging
agittcr in an alien grasp. There was just hand.
Once she had the great Irving making that wonder
mi exit of the broken ShyloCk in the Trial Scene drag
his hand across the door after his bent and defeated
fg,re hal stumbled through it. She had never for
gotten thu, hand it had fascinated her in its weird
9ower of expression And this hand that She stared at,
that cutlagt that gitcrng string OF jewels, what was