Richmond times-dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1914-current, 1915-04-21
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Hints
Woman and Home
Continued from Ycs,crday)

Il think understand" she whis-
perSd softly. II want the fame for
him.
Vet he can never he greater to
you than he is now" Madame Holmes
hnished. as again her utterancc clicked
The singer stopped and picked up
, the little worstcd shoe, turning il over
and over I'm her hands. Yes, the price
of fame is great, but would lie no
artist did permit. without giving him
ms opportunity, tho voice OF Your hus-
oand to remain where it is He will
PAY the price: others will nav the
price; but that is the lot Of the artist. =
Ann looked up at her. the light OF
great understanding sympathy upon
her face.
II think am beginning 10 under
stand she whispered
Strange the quirs and whmsies OF
Chance. elusive Chance.
Years that seemed intermlnable
years OF goadne desperation dis
couraEcncut. self sacriticc. endurance
stretched behind Henry Mcrwim as he
matted moment at the stage. door of
the New York Grand opera House TO
allow one Of the stars TO enter
b'tter smile curved his lips. lips that
haa ;ichtencd since tho DAYS when the
milk route alone oppressed his mind
ny "a" Slowly mad"-up In the male
dressing room for a peasant in the
opening act OF "pagliacci" He was a
chorus man-only a chorus man.
From below he could hear the strains
OF 'CaNaler!a RuSticana." which pre-
ccdcd "PaSliacCi" ana tho voice of Ca
nosSo. greatest of all tcnors. Cabosso
Who stood whore the ignorant Young
W'lkinaD had dreamed OF standing: Ca
posse tn" announcement OF whose sing
n nrl h.
housc
The soul Of the artist within him
suugsled impotcntly at his situation.
inc difference between the dream and
the reality tahosso singing Canio,
the bitter, dsillusionod pan,aloon.
when everything tina; life could hold
was his: and he. Henry Merwin. with
voice n" less than that OF tho star.
san& among the peasants UnCon-
sc!"usiN u" threw himself into tho
role of Tia" man, compelled 10 amusc
inc public with has antics, compelled to
uch grease paint when he wished To
smear his face with the blood OF rival
and uniaithfni wife. lis lips opened
and the tenor aria at tn. close of the
nrst act poured from his throat
We stopped abruptly as hand fell
upon his shoulder biting his lips in
mute cmharraS sm"n; as ne looked IN
INTO tho eyes of the stage manager. 1t
dawned upon him that he was trans
crossing tho rules of tho house In sing
ing. that, In all likelihood. he would
he DISCHARGED. .tnd suddenly n. was
seized with a vast. overwhelming de-
sire 10 hold this position that "a moment
before had reused all his resentment.
Are you up on the rolc--on Canio?"
Ihe words were crisp. brittle. manda-
tory
For moment no did not understand,
thcn a quick Fash mantlcd his checks
AT what he took for sarcasm \ hot
answer was on the tip OF his tongue
checked only In time as he read upon
the faces about him that the man was
really in earnest. lie rose swiftly. his
hand gripping al the lapel OF the stage
managers coat even as the man fairly
dragged him down the narrow, iron
stairway toward the director, who
RACED about III tho wings. his face the
picture OF misery
He laughed Ironically rs his under
ling whispered TO him. sizing the
cnorus-man up and down
"Caniu" nc laughed. Substitute for
Cabosso! What Is your training? who
coached YOU
'Spreglia I.ampcrti---"
But who coached YOU In Camio""
Though his Interruption was harsh