The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, July 20, 1902, Page 22

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THE AN ECHOES OF WINTER MUSIC ARE BEGINNING | | TO SOUND FROM AFAR. BY BLANCHE e PARTINGTON. i Broopeoon ) T e~ 4 TALENTED CONTRALTO WHO | | > '" = = WILL BE STELLAR ATTRACTION | LG f/ AT ORPHEUM NEXT WEEK. | = E3 | tune. I heard last Sunday a really good ¢ | programme given by the band, that was - 4 | Probably also by another ten thou- g sand people. The programme included N epite of the fact that Mr. Grau|&mong other good things the “William has given us the go-by this year it | Tell” overture, and an arrangement, de- do s that we | cidedly effective, of “La Boheme.” The are to be mus during | applause throughout was deservedly gen- | the season. inter mu- | erous, and for the ready beginning to sound from & promise more than usually as the manner of giv- ps the Mascagni season among the likeifhoods is most im- Mescagni is booked for an to begin at the Metropol- , New York, in October, productions of his own alleria Rusticana, “L’'Amico “Iris,” and will have an or- umbering over sixty members s and a chorus counting in all } The orchestra, the Milan nic Orchestra, Mascagni brings the soloists, announced as d famous,” are also to be imported: us will probably be of the fa- | w York variety. in December has been men- | tioned for the San Francisco season, of one week only, with six week-day per- formences 2 Sunday performance of ther at Mater” of Rossini or, s been wis suggested, the Verdi ulem.” There are no definite ar- Trengements yet made concerning this but, in the absence of the Grau any, there seems little doubt as to success, its | Another possibility of the 1902-1%08 pro- gramme is t adelphia Philharmonic ©: ra, whose leader is one of the half- gods of local imagination, Fritz Scheel, the splendid. Manager Loudon Charlton will bring them out, if they come, in| April next. | Chariton elso has Zelie de Lussan, An- | dreas Dippel and Katherine Ruth Hey- | man on his list for the West and we may | have them out here. Which is not at all bad for & beginning. . . Locally, the first symptoms of activity | are those in the direction of monster mu- | sical entertainments under the auspices of the Mechanics’ Institute, designed to take the place of their once famous fairs. | Dr. H J. Stewart will have the direction | of the concerts that are to be given in the | Mecharics’ Pavilion, beginning in Septem- | ber. The plen of entertainment s vet | nebulous, but will embrace aslarge chorus for choral productions, for which no bet- | ter guidence than Dr. Stewart's could be | found. It i& by the way of this, but the music for the Alcazar production of “As You | Like It” that will be first given to-mor- | Tow evening, has been arranged by Dr. | Btewart. . ».. 5 Here 1s another local item of import— the Park band, under the leadership of Paul Steindorff, has learned to play in DE LIJ. For half & eentery Creme de Lis has created perfeet com- plexions. It removes tam, pimpies, blotches, sun burn and all olly exuda- tions, leaving the skin soft and velvety. It stimulates and feeds the skin, thus imparting the health- ful glow of earlier years. Indorsed by dermatologists, physicians and druggists wherever it is known. All Druggists, 50¢. ©Or direct of us, prepaid, for B0c. Trié] size, postpaid, for 10c. E. B. Harrington & Co. Los Angeles, Cal (—\Lfi | ment ‘was particularly | ing needed to balance properly with the | | should be given two rehearsals weekly | { candies, 50c a pound, in artistic fire-etched ! | 629 Market st., Palace Hotel building. most miscellaneous audience that foregathers in this city of ours, discriminating. Mr. Steindorft really done notable work with the band In addition to its gain in truth of pitch, there is also a | Quite noticeable gain In spirit, precision 2nd sympathy. The ‘“Boheme” arn.mge-! well played and | ¢, and concerning it a frequenter | municipal concerts told me that | giving it hardly “got a hand.” | It was its fourth hearing on Sunday dur- | irg the Steindorff regime and the audl\)lev appreciation bore ample witness to fts| enjoyment. It will readily be seen wl a powerful instrument for musical right- day, to the largest local audience that | ever gathers together, to the “asses and | classes,” as they have it in “The Im- portance of Being Earnest,” to those who | would otherwise never hear a muslcal note, its effect is of the most far-reaching order. i More vital, perhaps, to the well-being | of the community is the quality of this music, than that of any other that is offered on the city programme. It touches those who most need its uplifting and | soothing witchcraft, and who listen with | God’s bright skies over them and the beauty of one of the most beautiful parks | in God's world about them. Truly a re- | generating influence. , | There is another side of the matter also, | San Francisco is becoming more and more | 2 city in the line of the world-traveler, | and Golden Gate Park will, and should, | share the distinetion of the many world- | gardens, by none of which it is physically | excelled. A good band is a crowning at- traction, and in this kind of climate, where the out-of-door concert is possible the year round, it would seem as though | the Golden Gate Park Band should be- | come as famous as its setting. Now, | though Mr. Steindorff has done much for the band, more is needed. For example. The band is weak in the clarionets—at least a half-dozen more be- existent brass. properly Then, again, to prepare | the kind of programme that should be allowed for. And so on, which | all means money. Yet I cannot imagire its being better spent. . The Orpheum will have a notable mu- sical attraction next week in the well- known contralto Katherine Bloodgood. Mrs. Bloodgood has some charming songs in her repertoire and should add much to | the Orpheum bill. She will sing, among | other things, Chadwick's “Before the | Dawn,” Hatton's quaint madrigal “Bid | Me to Live”; “I'm Wearin' Awa,” of Foote; Nevin's “The Nightingale and the Rose,” a “Spring Song” of Becker's and two of Mrs. Joyce's songs, “When We Are Parted” and “Little Boy Blue.” —_——— Music at the Park. The following programme will be ren- | dered by the band in Golden Gate Park to-day, Paul Steindorff, conductor: Star-spangled Banner March, “New England's Finest”. . ~Herbert L. Clarke .-Opitz ‘For Old Times’ Waltz, *Flirtation Belection, ‘“The Serenade’ “Reminiscences of Mozart’ Arranged by Godfrey “Hail Columbia’ §-50esoesa ———— Prunes stuffed with apricuts. Townsend's.* —_—— Townsend’s California Glace fruit ana bcxes. A nice present for Eastern friends. | el Special Information supplied dally to business houses and public men Press Clippt Buruup(Auan'l). m"’ o fornia street. Telephone Main 1042, v -Auber | THE SAN.FR FRANCISCO (ALL, SUNPAY. JULY 20, 1902 ANCISCO CALL. | JOHN D S EGKEL>, Proprietor ddress Comimunications to W . LEAKE, Manag. r SUNDAY JULY 20, 1922 Narks: and Third S. F TRACY AND RICHE. NE celebrated criminal has just perished miserably on the gallows in Canada, and an- other is still at large in the forests of Washington, with the blood of many men upon his hands. Rice, who was hanged for murder at Toronto, was an lliinois country boy, born of honest and upright parents, who toiled and saved tg educate him. He was a isome fellow, with fine gifts of speech and most promising talents when he entered the uni- and at once became a great social favorite. Ile felt the sense of leadership and power, and soon drifted into ekpenditures beyond the means of his parents to sustain the position accorded to his physical and mental graces. These showy externals and pleasures inimical to solid study withdrew him mere and more from scholastic habits, and he was at last expelled from the college. NAt that point in his career he fell in with criminals, and his born faculty of leadership asserted itself and he became the cap- tain of one of the most expert gangs of robbers that ever infested Chicago and the surrounding country. His ready wit, persuasive speech and fine appearance stood him long in good stead and extricated him from many a criminal difficulty. Finally the end canie. He murdered an arresting officer and has died with his neck in the noose, while his poor mother and sister pitifully pleaded for his life. It is a sad story, and an old one, many times told. There is-no right life except that which has an upright purpose, a desire to honogably achieve independence of condition, and an un- broken respect for the rights of others. Rice had talents that under moral guidance and a definite and virtuous purpose would have made him a power in the world. and repaid the pride and the’ sacrifices of his father and mother. Evil giidance directed him otherwise. it would have been better that l:e had: been reared a clodhopper on his father’s farm, with no horizon beyond seed time and harvest, and no contacts except with the simple lived country folk among whom he was born. The other bloody refugee, Tracy, began life under much the same simple and virtuous conditions, had education and capacity, but misused both to become a c¢riminal hero of the vulgar and vicious, and be finally a hunted fugitive, with his life forfeit to any who can shoot quicker than he. The publication of the deeds and adventures of these men is regarded as a news necessity, but that necessity does harm in inspiring n the thoughtless a desire to imitate their crimes and excel their careers. Perhaps it is useless to ask their would-be imitators to look further than the criminal adventure, the cunning flight, the assumption of gallant-manners, to the bitter end that has come tc one and will surely come to the other. There is no glamour upon the days and nights of the wounded and hunted fugitive, and his death will have no heroic features, no softening of its misery, no good deed to mitigate its bitterness. * The wages ot sin is death, and both of these earned it, as will all their imitators. Society protects itself in the long run, and those who defy its code of morals, and its statutes for the pro- tection of property and life, soon or late pay the penalty. At the end it is too late to go back over a life misled and misspent. Retrospective repentance is unavailing. The penalty must be paid, and the past cannot be recalled and made over and made better. The suggestion of such lives is evil and may appeal to the naturally evil. But there is enough known of the force of suggestion to make it certain that many who naturally are upright, and in the midst of good influence, are moved upon by the evil example of such as these, and the carefully cherished scruples of conscience vanish in a moment. It is customary to refer such subtle working of evil to a lack of education, but there is no evidence that there is any safeguard in education. Learning is more generally diffused in- this country than ever or anywhere, and yet our criminal statistics show that we excel all other countries in the dark record. Poverty is a potent cause of crime, but here there is less of it alongside of more crime. Prisons multiply with schoolhouses, and the gallows and the church rise from the same ground. s Something is needed. Something has been forgotten and left out of the estimates of civ- ilization. When all men may provide for their natural wants, and most men may thrive by hon- est courses and by honest toil, there is some forgotten maggot preying upon the heart of man to turn it away from honest living. AN IRRIGATED SPHINXX. HEN one of Cleopatra’s needles was transferred from Egypt to New York and put in Central Park it was supposed that it would stand, a thing of mystery and a curiosity, forever. This hope was soon abandoned. In the moist and changing weather it began to chip and spall. The venerable hieroglyphic inscriptions that had been legible for more than 2000 years soon grew dim. Experts in dilapidation coated the shaft with paraffine and other preparations, but nothing has effectually protected it, and it stands there, the ground at its base covered with disintegrated particles until it looks like an old man’s coat collar, whitened by the dandruff that falls irom his hair. The rapidly fading obelisk suffered, as do human beings, by getting into the wrong cli- mate, and it seemed sure that admirers of Egyptian archaeology would have to journey to the Nile to gaze on the stone creations that are contemporary with the Pharoahs. But now it seems that even this pleasure is to be denied to the lovers of antiquity. It is announced that the Sphinx, which has held its riddle and gazed into distance and vacancy since an unknown beginning, is rapidly falling to pieces. In a few years it will be a heap of crumbled stone, with no more interest sttached to it than to any other pile of sand in the degert. It is believed that this ruin is wrought by too much irrigation. The Sphinx was raised, like Placer County peaches, without irrigaticn, and can’t stand water. It endured for ages the regu- lar and orderly inundation of the Nile, for when the waters receded the air dried out. But now the surplus waters of the river are stored in reservoirs and used for irrigation in the dry season to fertilize-a variety of crops. It is this drinking between drinks that is killing the tough old Sphinx. Either the fellaheen must give up variorum farming or the Sphinx. i In the time of Joseph the principal crop of Egypt was bread corn, for which one irrigation sufficed. Now Egypt is next to California in the variety of her crops. It is an instance of the cleaving force of modern conditions. The vast monuments of antiquity iike the pyramids and the Sphinx will crumble to dust in the atmmosphere required for modern conditions.: The only hope for the great image will be in its transportation to some point in Arizona where irrigation can never reach, and where it may continue to ruminate on its past with a dry eye. THE WESTWARD MOVEMENT., R. J. HENRY SMYTHE, who is connected with a colonization bureau supported by the Harriman and the Gould railways, is reported to have stated a few days ago that in less than two years upward of 22,000 families have been colonized by those roads in Kansas, Colorado and Texas. The colonists are brought mainly- from the New England aad the Middle States, but many of them come from Great Britain, Germany and Sweden. As a class they are industrious, thrifty and ambitious. They will constitute a notable factor in'the population of the Southwest and will undoubtedly be the means of attracting other settlers to follow their example. . : The figures given show the returns of but two of the large railway lines. Other roads\, and notably the Rock Island and the Santa Fe, have also been active in promoting the settlement of the territory tributary to their lines. Moreover while that migration is going on to the South- west a still larger movement is directed toward the Northwest and to British Columbia. We have here one of the largest migratory movements known to mankind. Were these immigrants moving in armies as similar movements took place ages ago, their advance would be a devastation, and history would record it among the most extraordinary events of centuries. In our time steamboats and railroads enable these movements of the people to take place with such little disturbance .of the countries through which they pass and to which they go as to almost escape observation. The vast hordes that constituted the invasions of the Goths, Huns, Vandals and Lombards into the old Roman empire were not so numerous as those which are now coming from Europe to our Eastern States and from those States to the West. Yet what was a calamity then is hailed as a blessing now. % . California is sooner or later bound to feel the impulse of this vast increase of western populations to the north and to the south. An increased activity will be felt in every depart- ment of industry. We can therefore watch the coming tide with satisfaction, and welcome it as it reaches our borders. o — INTO FIELDS "OF GLORIOUS CHARLESWALCOT WANDERS MEMORIES. BY GUISARD. | | | | §F my editor would be .kind enough to give me to-day’s paper to spread myself on 1 might begin to do faint justice to the wealth of rich reminis- cence with which Mr. Charles Wal- who speaks paternally of John Drew as | “Johnny,” who has played with his moth- {er, Mrs, Drew the first, with Charlotte | ! Barry Sullivan, Edwin Adams, Louis | Fechter, and every great American actor i of the latter half of the nineteenth cen- tury, naturally has that to say which is worth listening to, and Mr. Walcot is all this and more. But I must e'en do the best I may with what space I have at command, and with reverence rémember the rest. Tall and stalwart, and with a gentle thatch of white hair and the rosy and accentuated cleanliness of the traditional Englishman, Mr. Walcot reminds vividly of an English country squire, the pink and spurs of the hunting-fleld suggesting themselves as much more appropriate “properties’” in his connection than fthe sock and buskin. Son of a father him- self a famous actor and playwright, a graduate of St. John's College, Mr. Wal- cot began his long dramatic career forty- four years ago in the “utility” ranks, from which all actors in those days grad- uated. But three years' incessant study brought him to the fore, and 1861 found him leading man of the Winter Garden Theater, New York. From that time on | Mr..Walcot's career has been one of con- tinual distinction, until to-day, within six years of his artisti¢ jubilee, he is one and the youngest of that distinguished trinity of old men—Joe Jefferson, J. H. Stoddard and Charles Walcot. Possibly the actor’s pleasantest memo- rles center round his fourteen years' con- nection with the famous Walnut-street Theater of Philadelphia, to which he came shortly after his New Yeork start, | though he was at the New York Lyceum Theater for fifteen years afterward. “You knew Charlotte Cushman, course?”’ I asked. “Charlotte Cushman!” said Mr. Walcot, as one of a later generation would have sald “rather!” ‘Most remarkable woman that ever graced the American stage. Yes, indeed, I knew her. I have seen Miss Cushman play Queen Katherine on one night in ‘Henry VIII'—I playing the King to her—and the next night Cardinel Wol- sey, and, by the gods, I liked her Wolsey best! She used to play a wonderful Ro- meo to her sister Susan’s Jullet; absolute- ly convincing. You know, as has hap- pened not seldom, England discovered the greatness of this actress of ours. She supported Macready, and when she came back America adored where England pointed the way. Miss Cushman did everything well. Her Meg Merriles—that she used to call her ‘charcoal sketch’— was an Inspired impersonation. Then Nancy Sykes—but she wouldn’t play that. I saw a chance to make a lot of money there—and had I taken all the chances I really have had, by the .way, well-I might also have been a millionaire, teo, like others. But I offered Miss Cushman $1000 a night if she would play Nancy Sykes at the Academy of Music for a season—and $1000 a night was not little in those days. ‘Not for $5000 a night,” Miss Cushman sald. She didn't ke the part.” “Wonderful woman,” I said; “and she was really as great as they say?’ “Ah, that is it,” Mr. Walcot sald, a little sadly. “An actor’s fame is written in sand. A painter, writer or composer can leave his work behind as tangible testimony of his greatness. The actor's dies with if it does mot dle before him. Those who remember wrangle about his of qualities, and to others he ‘ not even a name.” “But a grocer's fame 1is written in ** I begin. “No, his sugar,” Mr. Walcot corrected, and laughing owned that he preferred the evanescence of the actor’s repute to the grocerian oblivion. “You acted much with Booth—to spcak of glorious memories—did you not?” I inquired. “Yes; Booth was much with us at the ‘Walnut-street Theater. A noble player,” replied Booth's old-time confrere. *IT ‘would play Iago to his Othello one night; the next Othello is his Iago. Or In ‘Julius Caesar’ we would change about, in turn playing one night Cassius, the next Bru- tus, the next Marc Antony, Oh, an actor had to have a repertoire in those days! Think, we would give in one week during 2 Booth starring engagement six trage- dies, putting them on with one rehearsal aplece. Of course, the actor would know pretty much what was expected of him. For example, when ‘Macbeth’ was done Lewis Morrison, who was with us then s second leads, would know that Banquo cot, the grand old man of the Miller Com- | | pany, favored me the other day. A player | Cushman, Edwin Booth, Forrest, Barrett, | | VETERAN ACTOR WHO IS f PLAYING WITH MILLER AT | THE COLUMBIA. | & —% | would be given to him. I kmew that I | had to do Macbeth. And so on. The lead- | ing heavy, or ingenue, or juvenile, was | expected to be conversant with all of the parts of the kind in the legitimate reper- | toire, and it was either do them or get out.” “But In these days of new plays—" | “It is of course different,” assented the | actor. “The public will no longer tolerate the old plays, and"—with the gentle dls- belief of another day—“I do not blame them. There is no one now to play the old repertoire. The cry 1s all for the | new play, and look at them, each one | worse than the last, and their writers | making fortunes! I remember Forrest paying only $3000 for ‘The Gladiator,’ ore of his most successful ventures. He could not now buy such a play for $50,000. And besides, the author must have his 12 per cent of the gross earnings. Then practically all of them are plagiarists.” And Mr. Walcot, instancing, told how a one-got farce, written by his father for Joe Jefferson, was taken to London, ad- | mired there by a Frenchman, who trans- i lated it for the French stage, seen In Paris by an observing American and adapted by Mm for the American stage under the title of “Jane.” “A great money-maker, t0o,” he added. “Profitable business.” “Why don’t we all write plays?™ 1 asked. “Why, indeed?” Mr. Walcot returned. “It needs no brains nwndmm‘t’! | It Is a simple matter, too, either a frock | and frill drama, or the ‘Sapho’ and ‘Zaza’ | unspeakables. But it {s a wretched mis- | take. Scenery and costumes go only so far; the play’s the thing, after all. Give the people something to feed their souls and they will hardly notice the trappings of the show.™ Then, particularizing, Mr. Walcot aec- knowledged a strong liking for Pinero and' Wilde of the moderns, a half liking for Henry Arthur Jones and a disliking for Ibsen, with R. C. Carton, Captain Marshall and H. V. Bsmond coming well into the vista of consideration as the more talented triflers. ongs Preserves Are the Daintiest of ‘Table Delicacies. '\l'ry afar md; will always i All Grocers. Long S Rcfigin; ra]:’ NEW WESTERN HOTEL, JCEARNY AND WASHINGTON STS._RE- on, medeled and renoyated. EING, WARD & . Euroj lan. Rooms, day; Bto 88 Week; 38 io $30 Free baths: every room, i ‘month. and water every room;

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