Life — May 10, 1894 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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the performance of this stage play without a better feeling. It brings present a religious sentiment that is common to all humanity. It makes even the most commonplace spec- tator think and to that extent holds up the claim that the stage is an instructor. There was a question of the interference of the police with the production of “ Han- le.” To sce a New York policeman step- ping on and interfering with the performance of a poetic drama like “ Hannele” is one of those things that makes us wish that we wei in the days of the Bastile, when only political offences or personal spites were punishable by brutalimprisonment. To-day, thank fortune, we have nothing to fear ex- cept Mr. Gerty and the inability sufficiently to “sweeten” Tammany. LiFe would not suggest to people who wish only to be entertained to go and see Ie THIs — Wuy Nor THIS? “Hannele.” He would especially warn away so-called “ box parties.” He would say that no matter what its past record may have been, the Fifth Avenue just now is no place for those who wish only to be entertained. “ Giggles " are distinctly out of place. If you want to think a bit, if you wish to speculate on two or three questions that every day are present to us all, this is a good theatrical performance for you to see. It is far more an allegory than a play, but it is realistic to the last degree and will give you many things to consider. There it is, take “ Hannele” or leave it, but don’t go there to laugh. There might be afew serious people in the audience who would hiss you, if you did, and therefore, unless you are willing to take it seriously, don’t go to see “ Hannele.” AT LAST. HE let her hand be taken, and with confidence unshaken he tried his best to waken in her heart some sentiment. With a wondrous burst of feeling round her waist his arm was stealing, yet her face showed no revealing of her mind's ingenuous bent. CHIVALROUS. ‘©-THERE is one thing about my first hus- band that I shall always His voice, quite low and pleading, for himself was interveding, but the maiden paid no heeding to the words that he might say. And no lover persevering ever had so dumb a hearing to his terms of love endearing as she gave to him that day. respect him for,” she said, with a quiver in her voice. Until his chance he waited with a guile premeditated, and with cheek unmitigated up and kissed her. “ What is that?” Then she cried : “ He paid all the expenses “There, you monster! I just knew it! I was sure, or quite near to it, if I waited you would of our divorce like a perfect do it. Now I hope you're satisfied.” Tom Masson. gentleman.”