Life — November 17, 1898 — page 12: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

A Note Slipped Under a Door. HE Pinkarelli finishing school for young ladies on Madison Avenue has always been conducted on the sugar-coated principle that a word of admonition is better than any amount of stern discipline. To give that word weight, and at the samo time not to hurt the feelings of her pupils, Mme. Pinkarelli uses considerable ingenuity, For instance, one of the young lady pupils, Miss Gladys Penrose, of De- troit, found the following note under ber door on a recent Sunday morning 41,146 MaDIsoN AVENUE, aturday Eventog. My Dean GLapys: When you returned from the matinge this afternoon, exhaling the usual aroma of chocolate caramels and ice-cream soda water, {noticed also the outward symp- toms of @ malady made familiar to me by my long expertence with young persons of sour age and sex. To thix complaint I have given the sctentific name of Drewitls. It was un- necessary for me to know from anything but your looks and manner that you had been to see “The Liars.” I did not even have to see the photograph concealed under your jacket, and which later found a place on your bureau In the silver frame in which you brought from home the portratt of your respected father, Understand, my dear child, that 1 am not blaming you for this, but am only seeking to check a sort of hero-worshtp which might lead you to do something foollsh If you were not the dear, dutiful girl that you are. 1, too, am an ad- mirer of Mr. Drew, but not In the personal way which makes you cherish his photograph, and bestow on him # devotion which you will out- grow sooner than your similar fancy for choco- lates and soda water. I find Mr. Drew an agree- able and polite comedian, who appears to better advantage than usual tn the play you have Just witnessed. My enjoyment of his performance Was perhaps not so keen as yours, because you found him a hero at every point, while | was able to see some of hix defects and defictencte Every well educated woman should be able to enjoy such things tntelligently, and 1 wish to show you that there may be flaws In what you considered perfection. Did you notice that Mr. Drew's grimaces at times almost approached a buffoonery that one never sees among well-bred people? It was especially noticeable in the supper-table scene. This was the more sur- prising because his bearing ts usually that of the polished gentleman. In the majority of the scenes he was at his best, and In his love- making he was earnest and impressive, but remember, my dear, thut he was only acting, and that the love-making was not addressed to you. To show you how your enjoyment may. be Mmited by personal feeling, I think | am safe tn assuming that the excellent performances of Miss * LIFE « Irving and Miss Tyree entirely escaped you. Last year, you remember, you thought Miss Irving was only @ pretty bat feeble Limitation of Mies Rehan, This afternoon you might have noticed that she has lald aside entirely Miss Rehan's mannerisms, and 1s 4 very attractive and able Har indeed. Tdare say you also missed noticing Miss Irish’s beauty of person and eX quistteness of carrtage, which latter I should be glad to see my girls acquire. You might also have thought more of the play, and learned that It Isone of the best Mr. Henry Arthur Jones has nent to us. er mind the photograph nre too sensible a girl ever to carry your adora- tlon to the polnt of writing notes to Mr. Drew, and {t may serve to remind you that there are different ways of enjoying the theatre. Your utfectionate teacher, Buicrra Panwaret dear; 1 know you On Monday morning the commercial lineaments of the paternal Penrose were once more to be seen enshrined inthe silver frame on Miss Gladys's bureau. . . . ECUNIARY success has long been recognized as one of the worst enemies of art. Were it not for this, Miss Julia Arthur, for instance, would now be playing something other than “A Lady of Quality,” aud give us an opportunity to measuro her abilities by @ new standard. It is understood that she bas “Ingomar” in rehearsal, and, without “ME GLUED HI$ EAR TO THE DOOR.” casting any asparagus on her present clever performance, it will be a real pleasure to seo ber in a new part. . . . HE great two-part standard play, entitled “Republican and ’ Democrat,” having yielded tho stago for a little time, we may now turn our attentions to something besides the great question of what gentlo- men shall draw certain salaries. Metcalfe. An Amicable Arrangement. RS. BRONSON: The Sillibys have i reached an agreement with the owner of their flat house. Mrs. Marste: So? “Yes. Their children areto be allowed to visit them once a week.” First Session of the Willing Whitewashers. HE Willing White- washers of Wash- ington were chartered with a high and holy motive: to touch up whited sepulcbres, to whiten dark horses, to cleanse stains on po- litical characters, and to disinfect political records, The war was over; conversation and criti- cism were growing heated; the elections were coming; and there was a Macedonian cry for gags and opiates, The members of this carefully selected body of political hygienists met and went into executive session, They exchanged views, and canvassed tho best methods of apylying lime and water without having streaks and bare spots, Lists of reliuble artists were read ; names of Algerians, with imagination and gratitude, were paxsed round, and rules for the suppression of in- dignant patriots were adopted. “We are here,” said the President of the W. W, of W., ‘to find out who has been irri- tating the foundor of tho Algerian Order, and make an example of him. We want the truth, the whole trath if it is all right; otherwise ‘we will hear opinions. If our heroes havo besn neglected, starved, and killed, we want to see their aM@davits. Wo have summoned military experts to give testimony that our camps wero all right, military Edens, and we expect to have our anticipations verified. The’ ravings of tho discolored press will be treated with con- tempt. The views of regular army people comicbooks.com