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# Analysis This page is primarily **theatrical criticism and drama reviews**, not political satire. The main content discusses Miss Helen Dauvray, an actress who recently appeared in "One of Our Girls" and "A Scrap of Paper" at the Lyceum Theatre. The critic praises Dauvray's sensible career choices, noting she wisely avoided comparison with famous actresses by selecting fresh material rather than established roles. The review commends the Lyceum Theatre's audience accommodations. Below the drama section, "Scribbler's Monthly" advertises upcoming peace articles by contemporary non-combatants, including pieces titled "The Skirmish for Position in Northern Safe Deposit Vaults" and "Four Years in a Turkish Bath"—appearing to be humorous essay titles rather than serious political content. The page contains no identifiable political cartoons.

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420 INTERESTING TO KNOW. “Mrs, Langtry takes a cold bath every morning.” —Daily Paper. URELY ‘tis the age of trifles, When a paper knows it pays To unveil the bath-room’s secrets To ‘‘ the vulgar public gaze !” Many a humbler, plainer sister Takes a cold tub every day, Yet they never sce it mentioned By the papers in this way. One fair votary of Thespis Will endorse a toilet soap, Making thus a thousand dollars, (Which she uses well, we hope). Then an amateurish rival With a fond, theatric dream, Blazes in the Sunday paper Praise of a Complexion Cream. 7am not the “ Jersey Lily,” With the wealth her fame has brought her. When, oh when, shall I make money By endorsing Croton Water ? BE. B. ef; | \ Bre ISS HELEN DAUVRAY is a courageous little woman who is gradually winning for herself a place in the | not very capacious heart of a metropolitan public, by dint of | sheer perseverance. “Genius,” says Buffon, “is only great patience.” And little Miss Dauvray knows that. She has advanced rapidly enough, as all can testify. A year ago she | was in the ranks of the unknown. She is no longer there. When Miss Dauvray brought forward Bronson Howard’s | “One of Our Girls” as a vehicle in which to make her appear- ance, she did a wise thing. Nine actresses out of ten in her position would have preferred the hysterical /z/se¢, the sen- timental Pau/zne, the complacent Rosalind, the blood-curdling | Adrienne, or the tubercular Camzl/e,to the unknown Kade | Shipley. But Miss Dauvray was sensible enough to avoid comparison. She chose a play which neither a Bernhardt, a Neilson nor a Modjeska had ever attempted, for the simple reason that it was fresh from the author’s pen. Perhaps she has hardly done as wisely in her selection of “A Scrap of Paper,” which she has just produced at the Ly- ceum Theatre, as a sort of prelude to better things which are announced, Miss Dauvray’s Szzanne recalls that of Miss Rose Cogh- lan, but the recall is not favorable to the former. Sardou’s heroine is beyond Miss Dauvray’s grasp. The light and ‘LIFE: . | humorous sides of the character are admirably given, but the | sentimental, semi-pathetic touches are absolutely misunder- stood. Miss Dauvray is naturally vivacious. Her lively little soul has no comprehension of the melancholy. The charm of “ A Scrap of Paper” is supplied by Mr. Soth- | ern as Prosper Couramont. Mr. Sothern was one of the most interesting features in “One of Our Girls.” He fully sus- tains his reputation in the later production. Miss Ellie Wieton and Miss Enid Leslie have small parts, to which they do tol- erable justice. Alan Dale. * * * THE Lyceum is doing more than all the other Theatres combined for the comfort of its audiences. It is practically the first New York Theatre to recognize the very simple fact that the individual who pays for a seat has a right to see the stage. We sincerely hope Mr. Frohman will receive the | encouragement he deserves in his good work. The feminine high hat is an unmitigated ‘nuisance, and never can be any- | thing else in an audience. Those wearing the article, whose | vanity is in inverse ratio to their perception or regard for the | comfort of others, are having a kindness done them by Mr. | Frohman. MYRTLE. T chanced that, as I lightly trod The springing turf at morning hour, I saw, up-peeping from the sod, A myrtle flower. I plucked the blossom at my feet, Its petals like the dome above, And smiling said, “this to my sweet | Shall tell my love.” | But lo! when unto her I came | My fragile offering to bring, | I saw the flower was, to my shame, A withered thing. And hence, whene’er with ardent art I strive in tender tones to woo, She tells me that she fears my heart Is withered too. Clinton Scollard. | Scribbler’s Monthly | BEGS TO ANNOUNCE, AMONG ITS INAUGURAL FEATURES, A SERIES OF PEACE ARTICLES, | BY NOTED CONTEMPORARY NON-COMBATANTS. AMONG THE ARTICLES WILL BE THE FOLLOWING: The Skirmish for Position in Northern Safe Deposit Vaults during the battle of Bull Run, GENERAL PuBLic. 40,000 miles from Vicksburg, Mayor Domo. The Blockhead Runners, LEFT-ENANT Boo, Four years in a Turkish Bath, CorporaL GUARD. The Weather Reports of Lincoln's Administration, e, BRIGADIER Briccs, comicbooks.com hel dir sta fro to tir cr