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Show truth; WHAT MARK WANTED. concerning is trange how stories been told and have men that npiebrated told in the past, hashed and rehashed to meet almost every possible occasion, will after having been readjusted for months, probably years, will be sprung of friends wherever there Is a gathering meet In the whether they no matter or before the on street, the parlor, bar The other night here was an occasion when a Jolly company gathered in a cersome tain house. Stories wentof round, need the of evidence bore which of become. so had They gray they hair dye, were interesting mostly, even if It were found at times necessary to respect old Tt Amusements. Salt Lake Theater, The Second Duchess of Marlborough, matinee today, performance tonight. New Grand, A Homespun Heart, matinee today, performance tonight. Helds military band tomorrow evening. Coming Attractions: Salt Lake Theater, Shore Acres, November 5th and November 6th, Wednesday matinee; Eugenie Blair in Peg Woffington, November 8th and November 9th, and Saturday matinee. New Grand, A Common Sinner, November 4th to 6th, Wednesday matinee; Daughter of a Diamond King, November 7th to 9th, Saturday matia said old of stories, Speaking Helds military band, November one nee; is I that have man, newspaper 10th. Is of but it age, just years fully forty I as funny to me now as it was when was It fifteen ago. years heard It, first The audience at the Salt Lake Theatold by that veteran miner. Dune ter last night was large, fashionable Brown, who was for years a familiar in Constock and on Nevada, the thoroughly appreciative. Mrs. Le figure men whose brains all met the he where Moyne, an actress new to us, appeared and picks and shovels made Nevada in The First Duchess of Marlborfamous as a mining State and fur- ough a historical drama of absorbnished much of the money that built up ing interest. The author of the play San Francisco. gives us a peep behind the scenes of royalty, and lays bare the foibles, the machinations and petty scheming often characterized the court of "At the time referred to Mark Twain which was Queen Anne. had floated out to the coast andnewsIn this glittering political and social of doing something in the asline knew vortex, sweeping past royal crown and him I paper reporting. Mark, ducal stands the Duchess of crest, statement be will this at that time, and Marlborough a woman at bay, fightrecognized by old Nevadans as being ing to retain a prestige almost lost, retrue, was a shiftless, cold and calculating, yet sourceful, or must have pushed whom somebody ever Such imperious and womanly. pulled from his Eastern home, as he varying conflictof shades and lights did not appear to have sufficient energy ing and divergent emotionS call out all to walk a block at a time, much less the subtleties of dramatic art to which effrom the an overland make journey Mrs. Le Moyne responds with all the fete East to the wild West. confidence of genius. Dwarfing, as she a to been fair did have Mark was aid her own personalities last night, those for days. and newspaper reporter the requirements of her Stenographers, even alleged shorthand art itenlarging was as actress had defied if the men, were hard to get. Their signs did not hang in every street window, as history and stood before the footlights d now. The Legisla- the real Dduchess the they do In this city was masculine in condiplomatic Talleyrand, about to ture of California vene in Sacramento. The stenographer calculation, yet entirely womanly in who had been engaged to do the work tossed and never wholly calm, possess failed them at almost the last moment. What was to be done? There must be someone who could make an intelligible report of the proceedings, which, however, were not as voluminous as those of the present day. There was more work and less talk. j never-do-we- ll, petti-coate- ing a heart winged with ambition be- present time. The story unfolds itself yond attainment, as difficult to paint in the country, which, with its fresh and still more difficult for the actress sweet breath makes restful the tired A Homespun to clothe with the flesh and blood of dweller of the city. reality. Yet neither in the one nor the Heart is a pretty story of life among the fields and trees of the farm, well other was there ground for disappointment last night the excellence of told by a capable company and beauboth playwriter and actress were tifully illustrated with scenic pictures. As a melodrama there are, of course, equally admired. situations thrilling enough, but in no way overdrawn. The villain succeeds Mr. Harold Russell our Harold as for a long time, as all villains do; the suffers, as is usual, through no the Duke of Marlborough was royally hero fault of his own, but the girl, who received by his friends and admirers. loves him, remains true. Finally, the Mr. Russell is almost a Salt Laker-b- ird clouds break away, tne old farm is bathed in sunshine again, and the like, and with commendable pruhomespun heart is as joyous as the dence, he imitates the homeward swalbirds in the orchards. A Homespun low and flies here every summer. We Heart is a really restful play and are all prouder of him for last nights thoroughly enjoyable. work. Mr. Russells interpretation of the Duke of Marlborough was a fine He seems to piece of virile acting. realize the importance of the Duke of Refreshing indeed has been the history, whose sword, resplendent with change of entertainment provided by victory, made England greater. It is but fair to say that Mr. Russell is the Salt Lake Tneater. The extravafully appreciative of the- demands of ganza and musical absurdity, anitomi-call- y this, his latest dramatic creation. The rich with female display, had acting of Mr. Paulding is strong and well-nigdriven us into a delirium. forceful indeed, Mrs. Le Moyne has surrounded herself with a company of Mr. Pyper most opportunely came to. players individually and collectively tne relief and has given his patrons a capable of sustaining the requirements week actually prodigious in its comof this really Interesting drama. Great pensation. Mr. James Neill and his company becare and attention have been given to the costumes, furniture and dra- gan an engagement of three nights, peries, all of which bear the impress presenting "The Lottery of Love, of Queen Anne's time with historical The Royal Box and "Rosemary a triad of plays which fully demonfidelity. The stage settings and scenic effects strated the versatility of this splendid carry one back to the time of the last dramatic organization. of the Stewarts. Salt Lake has not In every production the genius of seen for some time a play so interestMr. Neill dominates the play the eyes ing and enjoyable as The Duchess of rollow him as if by intuition, and, Marlborough. Todays matinee and though tne requirements of the play at tunes force him in the background, tonight close the engagement. yet can we in no way become freed from an anticipation for his return. i was interested in the artistic work A Homespun Heart, now running his wife, Edith Chapman, the delinof business. a at the Grand, is doing good of Miss Andrews, the bluffeations It Is in striking contrast to Quo ness of Mr. McVicars and the funny-ism- s of Mr. Burton but throughout Vadis which closed its engagement The Lottery of Lovemy eyes, last Weunesday night. A Homespun men through some fascination, always Heart is a story of today, with Royal and women of the present telling and looked for James Neill. In The 1 was furBox a within a are play as the play at they doing things just ther impressed with the varying cleverness of this capable company. It remained, however, for Rosemary to reveal the possibilities of Mr. Neill and his company. "Rosemary is one of those delicate GEO. D. PYPER, flowers which can live in no other atMANAGER. mosphere than love and sweetness its perfume is all of the heart; the old, old story the sweetest story ever told - . ht - Salt Lake Cbeatre. Somebody happened to know that Mark w'is out of a job; that he had been skipping from one free lunch counter to the other In Virginia City, and was not, generally, a good thing to look upon, so far as dress was concerned. But it was Mark or nobody. So the officials at Sacramento wired Mark as follows: 'Legislature convenes on Thursday; no reporter. What will you take for sixty days? "Quickly the answer went over the wires: Brandy and soda; am now en route. Fix other things when I get here. Mark was there on time. Brandy and soda was not lacking on the coast in those days; neither was money. Mark had all the liquids he wanted for the sixty days, and when he returned to the Comstock at the end of that time he was resplendent in his store clothes and had a small bank account; neither of which lasted very long, however. "FORTY-NINE- R. It is an open secret that while the Wheelmans Protective association deprecates the scorcher, there are members of the said association who are pretty swift boys themselves whenever they happen to mount a wheel and have a good hard asphaltum sidewalk on which to pedal. I do believe that half the troubles that the wheelmen now complain of have been brought upon themselves by ungentlemanly conduct on the part of some of them, not all of course. With our broad sidewalks and comparatively light traffic thereon, save during the hours known as going to work, and "coming from work, there is not the slightest necessity why there should be one mishap, while there are now one hundred, if there was reasonable Judgment displayed by the men or women who ride bicycles, even on the sidewalks, if the riders paid the same courtesy to pedestrians that pedestrians pay to one i love and its gold tints, its atmos- phere tremulous with emotion, downcast modest eyes and lips that falter such is Rosemary. 4 4 I i 4 4 i TENTH CONSECUTIVE SEASON OF James A. 4 RB1. AT 1 TIFTTL Ini COMEDY ernes DRAMA 4 i 4 ii i 4 4 i i Presented under the Personal Direction of A.HBRNE JAMBS MRS. 4 4 4 4 4 i 4 4 With Entire New Scenery and Mechanical Novelties. A SUPERB PRODUCTION GUARANTEED. NOTE. On Tuesday evening the returns of the Municipal Election will be read between the Acts. Julia Dean, fresh from the bedside where filial devotion had called her, received our sympathy and won anew admiration. Right or wrong, Salt Lake insists on claiming her as a Salt How wonderfully she has Laker. grown In the attainments of the stage was shown by the hearty applause she received it was something more than a welcome to a favorite, for no small amount of that applause was in recognition of her capable acting. If Mr. Frawley made Blanche Bates weaved above her the stellar canopy of a great actress Mr. Neill can do the same for Julia Dean. The task would not be difficult the master is capable and the pupil responsive. Besides there runs in the veins of Julia Dean the blood of Inherited genius, made stronger still by the allurements of emulation, the prestige of a great name, the desire to catch up and wear the mantle of a great actress. Oh, Julia Dean, may your stellar dreams come true! . Quo Vadis did a good business during its three nights' run at the Grand. Both the play and the story are well known to us. Interest seems to retain itself, however, notwithstanding several previous productions of the play. Popular sympathy centered about the beautiful Christian Lydia, her sufferings and final triumph, all of which were well brought out by Miss Ford. The Nero of Mr. Ilias succeeded in gaining the hatred r |