box 15/3
ruene Kakadu
Der
g.3 49 n eene e e
—
MrS. FiSße Ouf of Element
AMER
in Hännele,
Saus Dale
———.—
By ALAN DALE.
uare Par spirit of her mother, several
wäls-pfediod angels, und finallythe
Nothing as dankly depressing, as
Stil er who jed her to therfoot of à
profoundly melancholy, or as com¬
gschlerit staircase—very, much iike
Tpshebecnt
pletely unnecessary as Hannele,“
##the Metropoliten Opera
Seasin#Mansel und Gretel“—and
Gerhart Hauptmann's "dream pcem.“
#nswed un to Absüme that she was
produced by Mrs. Fiske, for some
NE
dufté Inscrutable reason,
the
here was notht
Lvceum Theatre, has been seen in
D SSalluminir
ave
New York In Fears. Translated into
HGZAR LMMOpR, Ar
English br Mar.
Safford, with
MS#o
Vmetrical pessages“ by
Percy Mac¬
Kaye—and certalnl Well translated“¬
it cast a parßieularls intelligent aud
encs into such thick and
gloom that the mere f
entation was mam
Withthe herolfi
bed, dying, and th
coffin, attired in
robes, the stäge d
nil, and the interes
pertains to ne
did scem 9.
arce to be Sittir
alnment, at 32 p
people who watch
gladly hat
such pr
tre.
many
bedause
attend
phatio
taxed 5##
irony of t
stranger 8
0 prod
gl.
1
kourt
play t
poor little waif
death by her al
sonvey the illusto
nood. Thiscilius
and utterlg beyond h
0say 30 frankiv.A
We #
cen
her deathbed, seeing vist
Beatr
In
New
the throes of halluciatior
160
us EX
abure.
was that of ultra-matur
eremake
it any
150
was no suggestion
the dellcate
child-volce 1
could alone have
awfull
ut 1. d
not
hinge
made the delusion of Hannele less
that
ing
om the awe¬
awful.
Inspiring
öf Hannele“ néed
And this dellrium-the delirium of
ineriminate us, in our own minds.
martyred child, whose body wa
was
strange iden
onvered with bruises, and who longed
Fiske's to play Hannele. Perha
for death to free her from her mortal
sme very slight and spiritual child
agonies (and could anything be mere
might have Impressed
One
melanchol# was the sole signiticance
would not accept Mre, Fiske for a
of" Hannele.“ Allthis alleged“dream
moment. Always an artist, she was
poem,“ centred in the poor little mar¬
nevertheless in deep watèr.
tyr’s delirium. Then it was that she ] few moments in the opening of the
Snenen e enen
funeral, when, on her bed of aick¬
ness. she was jnst the frightened.
terrified waif, she rang true. After
that, she was a tax on the Imag¬
ination. And T ask my friends, the
symbollsts, of what use symbols
can be
the imagination be
rudely handlcapped. In her erya¬
tal coffin, when she had nothing to
say, Mrs. Fiske didn't matter
much. Her delirium was stridene
and barsh. It wan sad and solld
delirium.
uller Mellish p
son
her, who appearel
hey
sermon
P
ruene Kakadu
Der
g.3 49 n eene e e
—
MrS. FiSße Ouf of Element
AMER
in Hännele,
Saus Dale
———.—
By ALAN DALE.
uare Par spirit of her mother, several
wäls-pfediod angels, und finallythe
Nothing as dankly depressing, as
Stil er who jed her to therfoot of à
profoundly melancholy, or as com¬
gschlerit staircase—very, much iike
Tpshebecnt
pletely unnecessary as Hannele,“
##the Metropoliten Opera
Seasin#Mansel und Gretel“—and
Gerhart Hauptmann's "dream pcem.“
#nswed un to Absüme that she was
produced by Mrs. Fiske, for some
NE
dufté Inscrutable reason,
the
here was notht
Lvceum Theatre, has been seen in
D SSalluminir
ave
New York In Fears. Translated into
HGZAR LMMOpR, Ar
English br Mar.
Safford, with
MS#o
Vmetrical pessages“ by
Percy Mac¬
Kaye—and certalnl Well translated“¬
it cast a parßieularls intelligent aud
encs into such thick and
gloom that the mere f
entation was mam
Withthe herolfi
bed, dying, and th
coffin, attired in
robes, the stäge d
nil, and the interes
pertains to ne
did scem 9.
arce to be Sittir
alnment, at 32 p
people who watch
gladly hat
such pr
tre.
many
bedause
attend
phatio
taxed 5##
irony of t
stranger 8
0 prod
gl.
1
kourt
play t
poor little waif
death by her al
sonvey the illusto
nood. Thiscilius
and utterlg beyond h
0say 30 frankiv.A
We #
cen
her deathbed, seeing vist
Beatr
In
New
the throes of halluciatior
160
us EX
abure.
was that of ultra-matur
eremake
it any
150
was no suggestion
the dellcate
child-volce 1
could alone have
awfull
ut 1. d
not
hinge
made the delusion of Hannele less
that
ing
om the awe¬
awful.
Inspiring
öf Hannele“ néed
And this dellrium-the delirium of
ineriminate us, in our own minds.
martyred child, whose body wa
was
strange iden
onvered with bruises, and who longed
Fiske's to play Hannele. Perha
for death to free her from her mortal
sme very slight and spiritual child
agonies (and could anything be mere
might have Impressed
One
melanchol# was the sole signiticance
would not accept Mre, Fiske for a
of" Hannele.“ Allthis alleged“dream
moment. Always an artist, she was
poem,“ centred in the poor little mar¬
nevertheless in deep watèr.
tyr’s delirium. Then it was that she ] few moments in the opening of the
Snenen e enen
funeral, when, on her bed of aick¬
ness. she was jnst the frightened.
terrified waif, she rang true. After
that, she was a tax on the Imag¬
ination. And T ask my friends, the
symbollsts, of what use symbols
can be
the imagination be
rudely handlcapped. In her erya¬
tal coffin, when she had nothing to
say, Mrs. Fiske didn't matter
much. Her delirium was stridene
and barsh. It wan sad and solld
delirium.
uller Mellish p
son
her, who appearel
hey
sermon
P