Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1916-12-16
THEATER MAX
SARA LAWS FAREWELL.

SARA LAWS FAREWELL.
1t was nearly half-past eight; the
house had been open since seven; and
still d queue ran from the gallery doors
10 broadway. The lobby itself was
crowded to suffocation with an occi-
dental durbar If barbaric magnificence,
the city's supreme manifestation of
its religion, the ultimate rite in the
worship of the pomps of the flesh.
Look at that" Max grumbled
through his cigar. "Ain't it a shame?"
Wlat7" Whitaker had to lift his
voice to make it carry above the buzz
sIng Of the throng.
''Tha money I'm losing" returned
She manager, wildly disguised. II
could We filled the Metropolitan opera
house three times over ~
He swung on his heel and began to
push his way out of the lobby. "Come
along no use trying to get in this
way"
Viii aker followed, to be led down a
blind ,lley between the theater and
the ad. dining hotel. An Illuminated
sign advertised the stage door, through
which, via a brief hallway, they en-
tered the pOstscenium and-Max drag
sing him by the arm-passed through
= small door into the gangway behind
the boxes.
Curtains just up" Max told him !;
@Sara doesn't come on till near the
middle of the act. Make yourself com
portable; I'll be back before long"
He drew aside a curtain and ushered
Ills guest into the right-hand stage-box,
then vanished. The few empty stalls
were rapidly filling up. There was a
fluent movement through the aisles. A
subdued hum and rustic rose from that
portion of the audience which was al
ready seated. The business going on
upon the stage was receiving little at
sention-from Whitaker as little as
from anyone. The opening scene in
the development of the drama inter-
ested the gathering little or not at all /;
II was hanging in suspense upon the
unfolding of some extraordinary devel-
eYtraneous, foreign to the play.
Max slipped quietly into the box and
handed his guest a program. Better
get over nere," he suggested in a
noaFse whisper, indicating q chair near
the rail-. you may never have an
other chance to see the greatest living
Actress. Wonderful house." he whis-
pered' sitting down behind Whitaker.
Drummond hasn't shown up yet,
though"
That so?' Whitaker returned over
his shoulder.
les It's funny; never knew him to
De so late. He always has the aisle
seat fourth row, center. But he'll be
along presently"
lie glanced idly at his program, IN
Inherently absorbing the information
mat Jules Max has the honor to pre-
sent Miss Sara Law in her first and
greatest success entitled Joan Thurs
oAy-a play in three acts
The audience stirred expectantly: a
movement ran through 1t like the
movement OF waters, murmurous, up-
"a S4ore. Whitaker's gaze was
ara|n to the stage as If by an i'm
placaole force. Max shifted on the
ehair behind him and said something
}adlsungulshable, in an unnatural tor 9.
a woman had come upon the stage.
suddenly and tempestuously, banging
door behind her. The audience cot
me barest glimpse Of her profile as.
causing momentarily, she eyed the
other actors. Then, without speaking,
sne turned and walked up-stage, her
oacG to the footlights.
Applause broke out like a thunder
nap pealing heavily through the big
auditorium, but the actress showed no
Consciousness OF it. She was standing
sefore a cheap mirror, removing her
Aat arranging her hair with the
Splcal Unconscious gestures Of a
seary Shoqgirl; she was acting-hvlng
-" s""ne. with no time to waste in