The evening world. Newspaper, February 6, 1909, Page 11

{ The Evening World LAPAIAAARAAIL ABSA MM MALAIIIIIIRIISAIT SIMI WILLIAM HODGE Believes American Audiences Like to See An American Turn the Trick III VIII AAS S AFL LAAL 3 t Td been doing him Ud been pliving a B with the Rogers Brot J be all off. But he didn't simply looked me over, and sai would see what he Well, [I rehearsed with the corm for two weeks that ears. Tlerne paid no HE awo hundredth performance he Man From Home” at the Astor Theatre has just been drawled out, and Mr, William Hodge is tying his inevitable white Ascot with the slow indit- ference of an actor who doesn’t eure a cheese sandwich for a midnight supper. He is the easy-galted champion of theatric Broadway, but he isn’t blowing about i, You watch him car Hy only to see that he isn’t pinning any medals on himself, and over in nn quietly shake hands ‘Men you zach act ind say, “Don't attention t ti ur corner y with —yourse! jourself in the be too sure of your man-—he may be only an actor after all.’ And so, to put him to the test, you call upon him to explain the strong grip that “The Man From Home has on Homeless Manhattan Flatters His Gray Matter, “The authors,” says he, over his col- Jar—and when you consider the helght of the collar the speaker's ability to ris above ft Is a gigantic feat in itself. Br the answer strikes you as irrelevant, not Immaterial, and gently but firmly you accuse him of modesty. More tn collar than in an 6 replies “That's where you're wrong, W! you mistake for modesty ts the high form of vanity, 1! am flattering gray matter.” In token of which his extended fore- finger goes to a forelock that Is watting “ar the brush to come Its way ‘I'm pretending to understand the pe Har quality of the authors’ work, the -or-other in the play t makes it appeal to people: Now, the other day when J was coming os om Boston I heard three men talking about the play. I crouched down in a corner and listened with both ears, Intensely interested !n what they were saying, One of ‘em fi hit the right idea, T think, by sayin But never n Boston, The Man from Home ts muc more Interesting, You know the play {s the comedy success of the ave the chief eler it the man from year, an you are there to In Its success tell you why | Curning the Crick, “well,” Hodge, drawls Mr vnd one leg ereaks into a chair comfortable for the other, because aud > to American turn the trick In strange com- pany. You know, if you hear that an American author, an American actor American Anytt makes good re glad of Your na- ex to the o as it you ‘take your So {t's ont f to see Pike quite asic or an in London ye tlonal pride were, and unconsciously own chest measurement natural that we! saston, intil one day at th laughed. That finished me. I stand {t 1 dsolt make good In the play. B from what he does Is the fact that he got my that {f he considered me hop He had one might as well gave him and spa at’ once wins the respect and friendship father's bank a r 7 ) , of the Grand Duke, a man who fs not who cam | it) : only a distinguished character hut @ eye on a rare great reader of character. The Grand of those hard cider faces rents { Rn Duke and Pike are pals from the mo- fringy of frost-bitten Ww. iskers, and hun Bvingad ment they meet. I consider this a great he appealed to me im But he ‘My boy,’ he satd, if you stroke on the part of the authors. Pike qoutan't talk When I 1 to draw. to the au 2 ag you are with a {s ‘in right’ from the start.” Mr. Hodge wraps his arms abot knees and turns loose a rambling Elements of Success, be a made mat e Made Man fr es that his him out he simply looked at mé and then walked off was telling Ade In fact, vation. And Th denly not without a about him I was speaking without reser- when I saw word, I ward, tight —_——~—— the old fellow By Charles Darnton. rere, ay on he und that when uld do with me like two e end of a scene The Rage of the Waiter. Daily waa ‘| THE WIDOW rhs Says That “Luck in Love” $ Consists in Keeping Out of it you'll wetgh In on when tt -whether you 1 | whieh side comes to matrimony fer giving or taking’ clared the Bachelor, virtu 4 By Helen Rowland. bh I F just had my fortune told,” an- nounced the Widow, glancing in- Tics terestediy at the lines. in her ous mall, Je welled vand in Humpht" re- but marked the Bact: elor, “I'd have tol agreed t poetry an. when to get \ fia si He at your fortune — for nothing! You're LAY going to marry a : nice-looking bach elor with good shoulders and a noble nose’ And a tiny, tit ome you're a bad fortune-tell ers.’ MAN Well,” explained the Widow, “you don't want your palm crossed with sil yer, and you don't wear a pointed cap and a long cape covered with gilt stars und and you prophesy un- u ngs and’ “UNLUCKY THINGS!" exclaimed the Hache wlignantly. “Don’t you con sider {t real ‘luck in love’ to be able te me a charming, intelligent, hig nindes Not I!" broke In the Widow, Real luck in love consists en n keeping out of It The Seat Nearest the Radiator. The Bachelor drew a 1g puff at his cigar before re- walter on eva m finer "Ah, well!” He mused thought- aremesteiie Bei a lly, The mere fact of marrying me sack and the manent haceaaint yakln't necessarily Indicate that You i's quite different. S ae CODEN! beautiful in 1 the 0-0," agreed the Widow, doubt- s:ract: but In everyday Pai fully, “After all, that in marriage.” ‘Oh! exclaimed the | lightedly. Phat Widow might be real t, you see retorted the Ba I DON'T sce n't share the n heat and our tr wuse we aren't t Widow, s \ bargain—and #: the bargain, The other m ngs and be satistied 1d this would be," grur bitterly, p and went somebody to adore ny that ted the Widow, che ays will be plenty id who will Bachelor, de- nt me hen you DO {s not the poin uck in marriags i the person you w g the person who Wants YOU do that declared the y mebor iybody en aybudy can become Presidant!" re- d the Widow, “but most of th ‘er do, Any an marry a@ girl nim, but he always imagines man 0 wants ts some woman who doesn't wa iim. He will pass by all the nice, cozy, guitubie girls who would give their eves tor the privilego of adoring him and mending bis making lite a downy couch for him, and will spend ew never W " g happiness in marriage co niaking a martyr of one's self. as there always will ba pl in Wall Street who will give the and bears a char s. But there isn't marriage,” she added sor you can't he hapt In the socks, and h eM ef that nty 0 amie qt you love—and you uppy without him!" y not try who® lov helor, e weigh In on the w son who: being ha I k off the dumt t ya ri the “You! the Bac N low, a shudder urry a bull ov @ ear, but Vd prete na hyena te umble and to anything as Saturday. February 6, 1909. E : as She Takes Leave of Grand Opera, ¢ > The Singer, Not the Music, Counts : By Sylvester Y greatest joy, as [ take Ave will be the same on Saturday night, [ know It Is no light thing to tear myself 1, away from associations of twenty-fve Rawling. ypera stage in Ameri is the conseloy thar it is love Marcella, the woman, | years. Ame ng has seemed even more than adm ion for Sambrich, the artist, that makes home to me It was friendly to me your great, big, i iblie so sorry to lose me. I shall from 4 : encouraged and ; supported me falthfully throughout ¥. always che! my artistte career, Some of my very It was Marcella Sembrich that spoke—the little Polish prima donna dearest and best friends are here, Th! still {s most appreciative and Why, then, do I go away, public kind to me. “Tnto the Fuiure.”” There was a minute's pause as the little woman looked thoughtfully out of the window, ‘Then, with a whimeleal smile, she turned and said: i "My friend, I am look into tho future! Shall it not be better that [ retire now, with my powers untmpalred good enough to. tell e—than that T should Inger who, fora quarter of a century, has charmed us with her volee, her art and as you are al me they on to have you apologize for me to younger operagoers, I could not bear* your plty, your condescension, your patronazing ‘Ah! but you should have heard her years ago!’ No! I would leave the operatic stage while the pub- still wants me to stay, so that Its admiration of y voice and my art live and, perhaps, be handed on to a younger generation, While as @ Jue affection, as an artlet reciation, Are you an: woman Ty 1 crave ap! smored? “You must remember that the sing t, We cannot per- er's art Is evanes petuate ourselves by our works as can the palnter, the sculptor or the writer, The glowing canvas, the chiselled marble, the printed page are as effec: of personal endeavor centuries after @s first they were produced, Our yon heeome or memories and must try to start tive In diselosu and achievement when then traditions. W these when thelr full value Is under- stood. Machines of record, you say! Yes; but In a measure only do they i ve the real charm of a song and the art of a singer. Che Art of Singing, y “Who shall take the places of the mn singers of my generation, you ask? That I cannot answer. It Is a sorrow to me that the art of singing seems to be dying out. Your modern operas are SEMBRICH first of all sensational, Your modern composers bother little about volces, They rel. upon dramati situations, upon artistle personalities, upon crash- ing orchestral effects. ging pure and simple scarce! now takes higher than third place In the scale and sometimes is it not as low even as fifth or sixth? A When [ was a girl, while we were taught to act, while personality was always a valuable asset, the great brt we were forced to cultivate was singing, singing, singing, first, last and all the time, We had to go through ‘Norma’ and ‘Luela’ and ‘La Traviata,’ and such , works as matter of course and we worked hard and we studied ceaselesaly to develop our voices and to learn how y. There have been ot sin soma he period, worthy | Oo hus disclosed to us such als of hers in man none particulars, bi mplete mas the ¢ had the privilege within a fortn’ 4. Readers of this article who have her arch and piquant and youhtful Susanne in “The Marriage of # her pathetic Mim! in “La|to sing properly, There were great Bohome,” her moving Violetta in “La Traviata,” with the lus Peel Isingers all about us. There were re F Na ; 1 Peet veclousness Of | rorious traditions behind us. ‘There her voice unimpaired, must wonder why she has elected to retire now, You! were teachers who Knew what was shall be told presently in her own wore necessary for us to do to achieve good singing. would not hear of postponing It was not at once that Ker Cwo Farewells. aa Future Inspiraticn, “Of course,” he adds, rocking forward, driving along the street There i tH) farew “that’s only one thing. The whole ts! 1 sald. ‘Do you know him? ‘Do I CTIONGOLRIT denlerinn: ki easy as a lamb—with mint sauce, Bee | eee ee eee ° remark quoted In the be- | aM ) \ing’s the play in its various phases. know him? laughed Ade, ‘He's my us “AGO Sr bast ben) talking sides,” she Git a tthe tee ya bah iz oft article, but as it wael ‘Alas! Where shall the coming gene post of all is that @ about the wrath of William T e you t ptropoliinn es Unerds Houde eally the t fl eration of singers find. its inspiration? by “hat strikes me mos uncle ‘ i Thelpachelenio lows RNG) Lik innermost! in cher aarkington and Wilson have shown re- But you learn th ans, the New York collect je Bachelor Drew a Long Pull, Tha awful h-| Performance to-night —(subseq 1 Il stand for a leader | Your young American girls have beautts / markable constructive ability in ‘The. Paris’ was no resp upon whom so many bogus paintings) or, with a sig sive 1a reception for her friend: e ersation ful volees, none better anywhere, They ’ y abe imposed ss days purs' ™ e 1 — e e nd one ¢ ore inti ., 1 a y Man from Home.’ You get a straight, ‘Then you try to learn more about other ma en imposed 4 eae He Neen Lon Re mi ie are full of talent. They have asplra 5 ‘ i “He told me other day that he} Whose very ¢ e ant Oye: * ut 6 given In her j War euemNa doula ti % + clean story, a generous veln of comedy, characters Mr. Hodge has “create sacie sid me the other cay that he) constitute’ her enchantment, and. hy ceinnbeeray) Vandblslaney andl Cears and Smiles, tons. They could he tralned to follow “Freeman Whitmarsh In ‘Sag Hare COUN har ‘ Wal omy a ted CIGIET) (I) AMEE A New Veil Roll. pIIRORET AL ‘ successfully In the footsteps of the Chil) CO CONG) UnehD tiny coc ca EST CECE OWT ARATE Ponca iil 1 eu ost s about music, with their wives It overwhwims me,’ she continued, | greatest singers. It 1s given to few only James A. Herne,” you are told. “I g cant dealer that had cheated | merely tines a bee HICH fsn't a roll nt all, by Hotel Astor to-morrow. In this “as T stand before my farewell audl.|to sing properly without study and the part through a great piece of him, He sald it was like the rage of a |) , ie Lae 2 cause It's a atick-owing (o at with the writer, however, she ences, this feeling of how sorry they |training In the art of voice production. T was bumming for a at the time Walter that he had noted one atte Weie hs sae ANAM r her the manne : mak ney probably, the substan nf aré to 0 fd myself alone. |Pattl, for Instance, was ‘one of the and living at a bonrding-house in the #t hneheon ete Le out arity f and to the ote SL It e may say at either or ‘ Tam lear isa great rarely equipped natural singing birds, Fifties, One evening, asa friend oe Realty he pees and itherwinier tithe See eee mani oils nee rb: 4 ess t makes the lea of us singing is an art that leaving, I called out after him, % ANY Aldea Tiy Ha rieved Hop therOne who (iin im uk ‘ fat ed i : ‘ a a EY sorrowful an event. |can bes acquired only by hard work, round t'morrow and [ll hitch up th’ [AVM ae avec (herd Newedi (idole loGine. tlsla’ tt ve ie te rir ‘1 LS 5 1 very close to my smiles, | But at present, and In the immediate hosses and we'll take a driv up th’ muttered, with a mal the balanced When Gaet par ang. pasteboard ‘rc ay " s Suet Le Sunday night, as/ future, where eshall Prope ly trained rd,’ Sitting on the steps was a wom-. limp insect aaa ha 2 (ircuna tin penal at heen covered with scented Foam wi ee OULD ded I singers find thelr place id been with Herne, and ve a two DH Hf T could and the more weight there ison one side | ton, and the whole thing lias a ¢ : fet Ea ; Keg but the sweet! “May be there will be a reaction, you a Mae UL a f t t Pir pe BOE De. al appreciation that vas/say! If so, the traditions will have er ut my nose al} the Ighter » we eems on fous look when finished still agt a + 7: i othe got to choose @ —— rs 4 tar me, [t was the sa heen wiped out, the teachers will have ‘ Taser * ed,! 8 1 n Monday night when IT was Mimi, Jt) disappeared, the art witl be lost. Learn to sing from the records? Absurd, my ‘with a atory behind him.” S0010-148.94-16909600090O00-11601-48O008HOH0O8O08 0909524 6964480600 H:09O990984 0-000 DOH DD, friend! They reproduce nothing but the ‘effect. They can teach you nothing of “You consider him a true type?” Speaking of Pike. Love and Gold Hunting *# x9 “He's true, not only of Indiana, but ! / a touch of romance, a bit of melodrama ‘and,a good moral—a rare combination when you stop to think about {t. The 5 ‘ a play teaches a lesson, but It does It d amusingly. An audience will take a ‘ t t lesson {f tt can laugh while it's getting At. It doesn't want to worry about It \ lunepe People who go to the theatre must be Ned his v | Anterested and entertained at the same {f aime. A play that can do this makes {t u easier for everybody, the actor Included The comedian who has to keep his au- an who hi \ Glence laughing all the time ts obliged when she heard my York State diniect. {at's to work twice as hard as the one who’ she advised me to go and see him. I! the mornin has an interesting story to help him = 4 wlong. Pike {8 @ distinct American type The Barrier @ In the Frozen Klondike @ |the methods by whieh they were pro- | duced i} Do you know, another sweet meme ory of my parting Is claus Syme By Re Beach Author of **The Spoilers.’ of any State in the East. He might just OOGeewd APS f iad yell come from New Jersey. Why, 199 DO9400OO0 00049040000 040900 9000100640 G0 OOOOH IDI HEOEY CDOS 099 054990000004 pathy of my fellow artists of the Metro- ‘up At my home in Rochester—I call it, : ‘ |petitan Opcta-House Company, AML of my, home because I have a alster living | (Copyright, 1008, by Harper & Bros.) Instead of gpeaking at once, as he you. In the sight of God, T swear you) momentous a part tle world Wou sn won't occupy {thent. teteding Kamer I volune there—I could show you twenty Pikes, | §YNOPSIS OF PRECADING CHAPTERS had planned, to prevent her escaping, | were mistaken. You have made me love Indeed I do!” he declared et i IDY | eored te appear in the tirat CISL CD GSE BEA PRLS CEES CEPA ett STD ETS GO) WO struck speechless, for the vis on, Neela, Can't you see phasis, “In 2 of ever EAP AI ta,’ in whkk am re ‘copyright on the sort of speech that Is | &, beautiful irl (who passes as the daughter that met his eyos was that which h Stia made no thing, Nothing else mnit one in Hare ; ui Vl tare ell, end. your rating dine wipposed to he pecullar to that hiss Indian trader, ang Alluna, had seen one blithe spring morning “if you car’t, Tow rant ty “Nothing?” at tt sobered | isevay is te be my Flava the ivclest You can hear the same twang right in| Doret, Gale's young | hres ths before; but to-night ther If to set y {am not “Nothing! [il quit thea no qutest Pat oaes iy : a who has e ing the part with me,” ‘this neighborhood. And because a man ct was no shawl to conceal her sweetly ashamed to acknowledse 1 and UT service, and my F ath T waulaceatnes | ; ; peaks in that way {s no sign that he rounded neck and shoulders, whose jeven when you are It» Poieon 1 4 ything back Ldont want auishTs aula “| WIN Bs Busy Until Suite, Ys entirely lacking in culture. Women whi Joh startling against the w at [shall love you start out anew—just you and i ; a neil My immediate plans? Weil, Tam to flock to see ‘The Man from Home,’ and ) Ulack of the: ballroom) soy tea dher alin) ei Waltiaimoment,!: she) sald, CUAL A y } be won-leail on Feb, 10 and am to appear tn You may be sure they wouldn't come {f warned that Hurrell will be chain hung around her neck and > sign, Was he & little from his eager , Tam du be won: | & z xtualé ‘ kr if he marries a halfbreed girl, This “y 5 , ours, for al opera in Berlin, Dresden, Munich and they didn't see the innate culture of the | make er ble” "Necia. tells. Poleon | Her hair was piled high, as before, He n he same empty *!ms: Why do you need at if the nceded x eof the | makes her miserable, in tells | Polen : ; i was finding it| several oth rman’ cities; also. itt er troubles leon persuades Her to hide hoted every st detail as she stoo i nich he had so oft 4 You more t ¢ t y bebe r it ps mar. beneath his homely exterior. A) Perytounles: yhicgn Renndes Mh she POR ARCO AR COE) HN SeaiGl Ad so often , I au make it up to me-you and more dlftic continue. | Vie Buda Pesth and St. Peters- while ago a Now York lawyer, a friend | questions the sidier as to th vaiting for him to speak, forget: | gull There was no word of mar- Never mind it's as good as done outwelgh at uid familtes,’ Ay the ct burg. That will keep me busy until 1 D " | toward her. Burrell, unwilling ful of ¢ sthing Reharetli ent nw r tu ne chains | bu a 1 keep me bu bf mine, criticised Pike for not wearing | the affair. with Polson 1 rything el stl considered her unworthy v0 ue I , A—a—te b came for|June. After that I shall go to our new evening clothes In the third act, saying | eo ‘int “coming “forward, She had put on the gown again to see sath him. The pain of it caused the “Hut T think T do I 0, no! Be- on Lake va for the summer. Wpsgs any man who had been admitted | clares she haa merely been f {f, perchance, there might be some) sit! to wince suddenly, and her se Ley tt C1 8 h eas ne re not of my| You know Paderewskl is close by us Pro the bar would own a ‘dress sult’ A| PYlon! “This ‘makes Hurrell reallze. the ex. k of her blood or breed that had | tive face flinch g which he broke) | e% and more ; : p Aire "| ind Hofmann also, TH AMRTAR LE ay) YOTE time afterward a lawyer from | tent of his own love, for, Nia, Me gins escaped her previous scruti 1 Listen to me,” sald the girl, au t they heard the voles |Gought @ place near by, and perhaps) we, S) chester whom I know came down to | *8!! ' her home to beg her to COLIC tal Wear rarer ved het Toll do love Me Nectaavou dort} t Wane yourto talk alo so I aie y he the vols out a plac nsec BI Ls J .0@ the play. After the performance he | CHAPTER XII thad attired herself slow! n your eyes!” And he started remenees and ere yOUscmat d oY 1 t rs Serer HAE airs ad fald: ‘Bill, that was a pretty styl : D sa srwilh is nust you forego all the t you th : EUS LBetoLe JOU + yiish é viv . er whimsy, Her wistful beauty dazed d ber with open arms, but she 7 to Amerte: ¥ L f t ' hroat, she fu But [ am ¢ c « to America for (hes audience you had to-night. I (Continued.) the young man and robbed him of the shrank aivay from him. Me youe: Bh: oat 2 : ‘i - eee aoe 5 t four next season, “Nop Liam ver BAW 80 many dres Spent sche | 4 airy TeRUAK Tait yet live Your future? H 1 forward and up} lover's} a conce : Pace rsrene arene sults in my A Tangled Skein. words he had ‘rehearsed; but as she “No, no! Don't touch me!’ she almc ATT AIRUET RE a beRD cNeslar tal henne ath And h ms around nis|not promising myself more than one fated, pose ~most of ‘em were 5 is { ' made to flee from him, with a pitiful ed val ¥our- and: ; f «In an GEtarawal ire all so insistent that though.’ Thir country is full of N up-river steamboat was landing posture, toward her room, the feur of) “My ” “ AT aaa i msette sant ou do It, stance His: lerloven t lawyers who are strangers to ‘dress as he neared the posta freighter (ai hor aroused him and spurred his ty dear one,” he breathed, “you please answer me. e urged. 1) “Td lik Verhaleiyel Mea Meat y soldier! she tha ; aults’ The good old Prince Albert. |s as he noted by her lights. In|! wee her a@ him and spurred his must listen to me. You have nothing thought I understood, but I'm afratd [| sald, t 4, “kiss me good-by for the last 4 igen ie anit Oe ¥ ood enough for them. It is worn to thé alare at the river bank he saw Po ‘ F to fear, ‘for I love you-love you—love don't, 1 thought cing a 1 I Yo y 8 1? I have everything from a dinner to a funeral, | eon and the trader, who had evident! Don't go away! I have something I You were made for me! You'll be d that stood in the » marr’ Meade andetis ghly rned t i se to take tt. at's why I insist that Pike is tad returned from Lee's ¢ wit! must tell you. I've thought it over, and wife. Yes; you'll be married on There's nothing In the way t e 1 . gzed his face down to her| Perh I sha A Ww Come J ing to law. He's a typed |accosting them to you've got to listen, Necla Sunday, but to me, nm ) Poleon or any That I wasn't good ¢ T knew } 1 to Air : i WHlave you studied the typey" store. ring In f he darkness, he “TE am Iistents ansy yther man I could overcome that; 1 knew I cout ing go,’ she sald, tearing here, ie * aw Alluna; no doubt Necia was alone aietly. Did she hear aright? Was he, her make myself xr y but I 1, for my sake, don’t| next § ap ul pes’ and Chings, n the house behind. So he sled | “Understand me, I'm not whining, and) soldier lover, asking her, the Indian didn't think my ¥ fatter you | ¥ 4 ; t jare “* “Bio, not particularly. But I've around to the back to find the window! I'm ing to take my medicine, ! girl-—? und make this difference. I auppose I | there had eae will tiliaak yeue fathes toe °- ye been | og her ro nw behind 1 irtain, | could alk o} nk v straig! ¢ ov: ne, don’ our” he 1 "i because ‘ i . apeath . W/ fe'Kokomo. ‘Had the time of my lite eagcorm aglow behind Its curta ildn't talk or thi y straight this; “You do love me, don't you am putting it awkwa Vm ° , ; Conversation Cards. DWMRRSAT: guiimer: 1 neve A and, receiving no answer to his knock, afternoon, but you were wrong plea But stilt she could not speak, sure that I quite understand {t m mhelloved hee old ; Don't; please don't! Walt " Ree torre BUIEE toe Uypie but one F went out|ne entered, for it was customary at| “Yes, I know) now, L was wrong. It and he tried to read the answer in her yet tings xcem differ some- | shad ' MP acl dt ad oehalarek Vai Agee’ da a a and then 1) Gale's to walve ceremony. Inside the was most unladylike, wasn't it? But, | swimming eyes. 5 Than they didi bed Sie h A loves BireaE ‘ [ 16,2 are 1s Madetewn'o t Wi pee ae big room he paused, then stepped ewift- | you see, Tam only a Tittle savage. “You mean—you want to—marry me? Nonsense It) ‘It will be tialded acqulesecnce as the door, ns pecrip a 9) play a/ly across and rapped at her.door, fall- | don't'mean that; I mean you were | she murmured, at last, hesitating shyly | they don't bother me, Necta, why should | she heard him sa ina eat and her father and Alluas ea-, ey der a oe the condition ae in ‘Peasy (row Yaris and 1 Ing ACK & pace as she came out, |wrong when you said I had played with at the word that Rad come to play se | you worry?” [tempt at levity Barnum is an| (To Be Continued.>