Show ONCEA BEllE NOW A HERMIT MRS MARIE A RIEDESELLE DWELLSALL ALONE IN BIG SANTA ANITA CANYON r SUBSISTS ON FRUIT ALONE Books and Piano Are Her Only Companions Com-panions Dresses In Simple Garb and Declares Hers Ideal ExIstence Ex-istence Los Angeles Cal Tucked away Inn In-n sequestered nook of the Big Santa Anita canyon where she is living the I life of n hermit is Mrs Mnrlo A Rled csolle who at one time was considered consid-ered ono of the most beautiful of New Yorks long line of handsome women The once famous beauty now sleeps on a bed of pine needles which sho religiously gathers fresh every day Her food Is fruit and berries that sho I gathers from trees and bushes around her hermitage When seen by a reporter recently the hermit was nt first reticent but finally was Induced to talk about her existence In her lonely canyon Sho would not relate the circumstances which led to her going Into seclusion and firmly refused to talk about her nusuanu I spent seven years In Alaska sho told tho reporter and those seven sev-en years wero the most miserable of my life I endured hardship after hardship and the only friends I could claim for my own were tho dogs When I left Alaska I could not bear to leave them I could not ship them out of the country so I had them killed 1 and skinned She showed a number of Eskimo dogskins which carpeted the floor of hot cabin as proof But then you want to know how I came to bo an Inhabitant of this lonely canyon Well I just came here that was all I live on fruits and berries ber-ries nothing that is cool < cdand sometimes I go for days with nothing moro than an orange to sustain mo Then too she explained I am a great believer In fasting I went 23 days in Juno without moro than a drink of water at a time and last winter I fasted for 20 days Of course I lost much flesh but still I yf 1 L k4 1 v u f 9 4 n i r My Life Is Life kept on with the fast and now fool like a new woman altogether You must not expect to see much of a home here In tho canyon Every thing I have hero Is handmade except ex-cept my piano which I saved out of all the things I had In the east I suppose you wonder why I live out here all alone It does seem strange but ah this Is the life to live It Is the life of a free woman unchecked and free from the tram mels of a sordid civilization which binds Its devotees to the petty conven tionalities of life My life Is life It Is not a mere existence I havo something to live fortho birds and tho trees and the sunlight Somo day I am coming out of my shell and prorlalm the real Joy of living to tho world Three years ago I was thought to bo dying Now I am healthy and ro bust I have studied to gain mental control over my body and I have ac complished 1 that aim right here IVUIIIIK my Hermitage I havo read all the authors she asserted point ing to a library In a corner of the room I love Plato and Shakespeare and all the rest but the author whoso works have been of the most use to mo Is Socrates That sho walks about 16 miles a day and lives entirely upon uncooked foods Is the reason Mrs Roldesello gives for her remarkable health She shows evidences of having been a wonderfully beautiful woman In her day and is still handsome In a litho i sinuous way She speaks with the clear enuncia lion of a wellbred woman and her conversation Is rational and strikingly to the point Her taste In clothing runs to the simplest of garbs A waist and skirt shirt are her usual costume The hermit la unique in her modes of lIfo and her practical views on living but even explanation of why she likes tho out of outofdoors existence leaves one to believe that thero Is and perhaps a deeper more her absolute romantic reason for seclusion Her lire romance in Itself Is a |