The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, November 4, 1900, Page 2

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THE SUNDAY CALL. s of Katherine. They g of their gowns in the « 4 the manager bows t glving them & chance ere are two fons on the road to & manager's ear—which might more " The first sta- . and the second » had their fancy ety fons of the stage, I before ap- while stiil ty cf California the go on »m medicine to the smates even more nger of my family. I could . tk wpus echoing with “Jane Plunkett ving for the stage,” so I decided to keep it a dark secret from every one the instructors in the b found out about it some at the school to remc e with me. The Instructor {n- Al denfed that a Miss - Plunkett was lying in the school, and our friend, convinced of the sincerity of the £tateme; w about to leave when in I walked. “Good morning, Miss Gray,” said the teacher. Tableau! ‘Well, after that I had to confess to the family, and gradually won thelr tolerance if not their consent. One morning about iwo months after I had Dbegun study- TTIHEY HALY- STARVE AND FREEZE BUT. MEET THEM ON THE AV SAND. THEY ALl LOOK ENLE- . PROSPEROUSY a friend, Mrs. Pedar Bruguleve, . She had on her traveling s just boarding a car for tha join the Harry Corson Clarke 1t SBacramento. “C8me up with plcaded, “and see me act.” On lse of the moment, we bought D ickets for Sacramento and the train pulled out before I-realized what I had I caught a return train that landed me co that night and an- astonished family that 1 had an engagement. Clarke had offered me one, on condition that I join the®tom- peny next day in Fresno, prepared to play a gmall part on the same night. Between packing my trunk I learned the lines only to forget them before .morning. I said them all the way down on the train and became so steeped in them that I greeted Mre. Bruguicre, who was at the Fresno station, with “The day is too stormy for you o vemture out.” She thought the Fresno sun had kinked my brain, e From the day we joined that company until the hour we left it, we had exclting adventures. One afternoon we “landed in an Arizona town, WwitH several hours to spare before the night's performance. I tried to some other members of the company to go out to an Indlan camp with me and not succeeding started oft by myself. After a three-mile walk over a. dusty road I came upon a group, of In- digns sortipg pine nuts lato greasy bags. ‘Their surprise took the form of grunts at my unexpected appearance. “How _ much?' T asked, pointing at one of the smallest bags of nuts.' “Um!” grunted a squaw, pointing at my head. It was evident that ghe wotld exchange the nut for my hat. Then began a chorus of grunts that was as ludicrous as terri- fying to me. Every squaw among them held up her dirty bag of nuts, éach one pointing at a different article of my ap- parel. They had all risen and pressed closer, pointing and grunting. Suddenly the squaw whom I had first questioned made. a lunge at my head, jerking off the hat regardless of hat- pins, My hair tumbled down, end the others, encouraged by the temerity of this squaw, made at me to get their coveted article. .1 was one paleface against a dozen squaws and utterly belpless. A woman with a papoose strapped on het back unclasped my gold belt. In a mo- ment I would be divested of rings, pins, cuff buttons and whatnot. Suddenly I began to shriek and moan. The squaws fell back a pace only to press, closer than before. But I made wild ges- tures and hideous faces at them. Again on the rc loitering ar shrink in unnoticed went out tc the “lEARN HOW T wEar YOUR RAaT "~ k. Then T swayed and tore at my hair addest madman. W :rn-to be terrified. They hastily clutched their bags and babies and fled as kly as thelr wvotrdupois weuld I never until 1 was well Then 1 sat down, wi d locks, h tangle 1a ed and Just in the nick of time I had nembered that the Indians, like the have a superstitious horror of the insane. Some of men who were as T tried to rd the story and @ the stolen things. e that the Indians never hey never lost alr means the white the and she sullen of parted with it the New Mexican towns a buc In one number of the company went to a Span- ish barbecue A great deal of “mescal” was spilled and fornia girls here that I cannot resist t held just outside the town. BREAD AND Tea the fandango was eonsequently very gay. “We all joined in the dancing, though un- famillar with the Spanish steps. How- ever, the young cavallers did not mind ana danced with us too frequently to suit the jealous senoritas. 'They called us the “Gringitas” in disparaging tones, and cast lowering glances at us. Finally the cloud broke.. One of the cavaliers been dancing with a member of our com- pany to the disgust of his sweetheart. She made her way through the maze of dancers and flung her betrothal ring at her lover’'s face. This was the signal for trouble and several of the girl's kinsmen drew ugly looking knives. Just as the alr was fraught with the coming duel the atmosphere cleared and the fickle swain danced off with his smfilng lady love on his arm, Xow the trouble was quelled OR. FOLR DAays’ . as easlly as it was fired, we, « ignorant o the Spanish language, could not know. However, we thought it about time for the “Gringitas” to slip out . ‘While we were in El Paso [ contracted a gevere cold, and the plan was that I should stay over several days. But the second day I received a telegram com- manding me to leave at once and Ju\ln t sompany in time for that Might's perform- ince. The telegram came at 2 in the afternoon, and fifteen minutes after 1A~ n Jast passenger train had pulled out. engine bound for the same town was Just about . to start. “Take me along” 1 begged the engineer. > “Can’t, miss. Sorry, but yow couldn't ride in the cab.” “Can’t 2 woman ride in that?” I asked Jin Waters took his wife do run, but e had the boss’ permiss “Who's boss ?"* . He pointed at a door. I braved f behind. “I'mi going to ride down w 1y husband. The baby's sick—I've t to go. You must let me—please d [ tumbled a dozen more se es into his astonishea ear. “My dear young woman,” he remon- strated. “Say yes; say yes,” I pleaded “I dom't understand,” said the official “But—" 1 was on the other side of the door be- fore he finished, and lifted into the cab and off befare any of them quite realized the whole thing “You're a game one,” sald the engineer, when I told him of the ruse I had played What a ride that over the rails in a sooty there just In time t and go on with my part. ® After leaving the Clarke company I to.Chicago. I had a letter of introduction to a well-known actress, who in turn gave me one to a well-known manager’ It was bitterly cold, and I put on my one warm gown., 1 had used it for traveling, it was rather seedy lookiitg. a capital * I sald resolutely, as toned the {ll-fitting jacket. The manager was just coming out of his fice, and, after giving me one glance, impatiently read the proffered letter. “I'll do_what I can for you; I'll let you know if I hear of any opening,” was his polite way of dismissing me. I knew enough to realize that this was the approved way 1 the dirt _t of getting rid of an undesirable, and I back to the actres are you going to him?” she asked I've heen,” I answered In those?’ she shrieked as though I had gone in my “Oh, you idlot,” she laughed won't go In this business, and aske aren’t at all becoming, not nearly so coming as a little pearl powder. W didn't you wear that reception gown? ered;: “and I've as horrified nightgown “Sackcloth ne aild. ““Never mind the cold Put on your purple and fine linen, obu haven't anything warm neath. Light matches on the way keep from freezing to death; but got to make a stunning appearance. I go with you myself to-morrow And she did. We drove up in her riage. with footman and coachman boot. I had on the stunning reception gown, her handsome #ables and—the pe: powder! feuthe they me 1 was engaged for the n they we bably to _ Shortly r my arrival I ge as % suers had a chance to go Into vaudeville and found my hat in shreds, in the cepted e it meant New York— fon. But the husky the Mecca of all theatrical fobk. ¢ the belt was still arrival here, in the sp comers. It went playing with Mr. W about a around her waist, ‘The Stolen Kiss,” a and 1 out the rest with all said such kind things, strips of red calico. A word from one of the audiences have received me 1y that I feel greatly encourage pect to il an engagement in London t winter, and hope to win greener laurels 1 have met so many .stage-struck Cali- temptation of turning off the -calel lights and showing some of the shado on the stage. I have told of my mo success with what may seem immode candor. But it was to ward off the cr) - 3 | HAVE. me STAGE 6TR(1J—§K CALIFORNIA GIRLS” of “sour grapes* which some of my state- ments might bring forth. The other day I called on a San Fran- cisco girl whb is playing a three-line part in a popular play. The papersfat home have gushed over her great sucbess. She does give her three lines with intelligent enunciations kut somehow the critics and *) FOUND HER SHIVERING UNDER THIN BLARNKETS ND GOT ASSISTANCE. ” e public have overlooked her. jealous know, because sh New York g 5 who are he But the g such nonsense. [ nbe of stalrs to the two tiny shares with trioatc honors vet,” she sald teeth and hang have mone . “Sactional iy 1 herself n't had luncheon with aplece, tea and b fn my especial honor s I thought of 2 sitting down to, bu give it a regret. “Pyj vou know,” me ¥ t more vet pictur Then she pow nose a hrowse € looked inn redlly did loc as da colored But t i I hated to borrow got, and & wot t 3 € 1 H L o now all the rest of us under the s S B rope, Siberia s capable of su population. of 80,000,000 The an luction of cereals in Siberla fs metric tons, 6,000,000-to 8,000,000 qu which are exported.! The ¢ y _can produce 10,000,000 toms annu from 000 to 5,000,000 of which are subject tq exportation, . . 000,009 als of 4 4

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