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Show II OHh the First JVfighterf. Ng I I li ATTRACTIONS FOR WEEK OF FEB. 2ND. H ii , Monday "The Tyranny of Tears." H gll i Wednesday The Symphony Orchestra. H I j ' Thursday and Friday Anna Held in "The Lit- I bill tlc duchess." H Li 1 The Grand Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, H f "For Her Sake." H t i! 'S i55 i ii5 H i "The Unwelcome Mrs. Hatch." H f li t After wading through the marsh of amatory H m - passion in "Zaza" and "Sapho," it was a great rd- H ijpj; lief to see "The Unwelcome Mrs. Hatch." A very H ' I h I sad relief, it is true, but a relief nevertheless. H i" 1 ' With all of its depth of suppressed emotion, and H ;' i with all its really harrowing circumstances, the H Ij JK , life of Mrs. Hatch, and the people who came into Hj J i( i it were natural. H & j I ; Distressing as it is, this "Unwelcome Mrs. H A w Hatch" is not a heroine of paint, and powder, H. ;;;, Ij, and emotional hips; there is nothing dubious about H ' i ' the color of her soul, and when that last painfully H h'BjjiS i pathetic little scene is over, a disinfectant is not B hi! ' ! needed. In "Zaza," in "Sapho," and in all such B I jwi L productions, one can make allowances for tno Hi i ill I unreal, but in the story of this poor wronge'd II' f II? i woman, you do not have to. I ; I ill i f ft s sweet and cooling after the hot blaze of H ' H SI 5 I those other plays, and is so different from the H 'IMbIb " regular run of dramatic productions, that it does H li H ti f wonders to All the vacuum caused by the paucity fclll sucn things in stageland, the past year or two. B Jlii And in the role of Marian (Mrs. Hatch) Floral Flor-al lljjl 'i, ence Roberts appealed to her 'eat audiences more M illjEj i than in anything she played during her brilliant IH ""HI! i repertoire. In the whole play there is but one ml Iswffl stormy scene, but in picturing the intense emo- Tit'l tion all through the story, this comparatively new J H j ! I actress must be given all honor for a faultless per- jlffi formance. H ? 1 1 Florence Roberts' first audience went to see HI t 6 ner flrst performance through piqued curiosity. 1 J I 1 Her houses were filled after that because that first iBl n ' audience realized it had seen some one who could H j j 'I act, and told its friends so. And everything she m fi: ;$ ! played was most enjoyable, even it one aid have ills I i ' m to forgive her for cutting the Nethersole kiss out H I i ! of "Sapho." But her best work is as Mrs. Hatch, Rj f I jl and her good company is best adapted to that com- Wm ! lii 1 paratively quiet performance. U if w Lucius Henderson has no reserve force; he has I i , jl m always been engaged more as a piano player, than an actor, so as Paul Trevor, he behaved very well. Next to the star, Georgie Woodthorpe, as Agnes, Ag-nes, shared the honors, and her work was superb. su-perb. The Richard Lorimer of Howard Scott was splendid, but Myrtle Chapman as the daughter Gladys was not the most tempting thing in the world. If only something could be done about her hair. The local color in the Central Parle scene was great, and in fact the detail of the production pro-duction was minute and interesting in every particular. par-ticular. Adios, Roberts but don't be gone long. T. t tw tw The second concert by the Salt Lake Symphony Orchestta, under the direction of Mr. Arthur Shepherd, is announced for Wednescay evening next. In addition to the orchestral numbers, Mr. Shepherd has secured the services of Mr. Wlllarrt Weihe, who will be heard in Bruch's concerto in G minor. Mr. Weihe will be accompanied by tne ill 11 orchestra, and those who have been present at the rehearsals, say that the effect is inspiring. PROGRAM. 1 Symphony No. 2 Beethoven (First Movement.) 2 Concerto, G minor Max Bruch (For Violin.) 3 Slavonic Dance No. 1 Dvorak 4 "Carmen" selection Bizet 5 For strings alone, from "Peer Gynt Suite".. Grieg (a) Ases Death (b) Anita's Dance (c) Andante Cantabile, from Quartette Op. 11 Tschaikowsky 6 Overture to "Oberon" Weber It has been thought advisable to reduce the prices somewhat, and the new scale is as follows: Dress circle, $1.00; parquette, 75 cents; first circle, 50 cents; family circle, 25 cents. The box" office open Wednesday morning, and seats are now ready for reservation. se 6 t Sorceress Anna Held, with her great company of singers, comes to the Theatre Thursday night in her wonderful success, "The Little Duchess." Manager Pyper will try to prevail on the management manage-ment to give two performances on Saturday also, but as booked to date, the engagement will close Filday night. If such an arrangement prevails, there will be lots of disappointed theatregoers. -., & & ip "PRINCESS CHIC." Musically "The Princess Chic" is an entertaining entertain-ing little opera, but it is pleasantest to forget, the wit in its logey lines. It isa good performance, though, with a lot of pretty music scattered through it. and the chorus, and the costumes are very refreshing. Vera Michelena is sweet, and so is her voice, but it lacks the strength which will probably como in a year or two. Our old friend Forest Huff has risen much in position po-sition and ability, since he sang with the Wilbur-Kerwin Wilbur-Kerwin tear starters, and he gives a finished performance. per-formance. He was in fine voice Thursday night, and his friends gave him loud greeting.' Albert Mahar has rather humorous legs, but his attempt at comedy through other sources than those, are painfully flat. Joseph C. Miran as Brevet, soldier of fortune, was the hit of the piece, and was given very audible appreciation. The engagement closes tonight. t5? & & Now comes the announcement that "Arizona," that wonderful comedy-drama, which nas won high encomiums from metropolitan critics, will shortly be presented here. It is also officially stated that the cast which appeared at the Chicago Auditorium, Auditor-ium, and was so largely instrumental In popularizing populariz-ing the piece, is to appear here. It has not been stated whether or not this is the same company that played "Arizona" here last year, when Grace Elliston made such a hit as "Bonita," and Campeau as Tony. The engagement here is for a week, the second engagement of tnat length in a month. IPaul Gilmore in "The Tyranny of Tears" comes to the theatre for one night, beginning next week's attractions at that play house. "The Tyranny of I Tears" is one of Haddon Chamber's successes, and It is stated by the press of other cities that Gilmore and his company give a creditable per- EVOLUTION OF THE IDEAL. A philosopher once wrote: "At seventeen, woman ask: 'Which is he?' "At twenty she questions, 'Who is he?' "At twenty-five, she queries: 'What is he?' "And now: 'Where is he?' LETTERS FROM MISS TRILBY MILLIONS TO HER BOSOM FRIEND. January 10, 1870. IDear Toodles: I'm the happiest girl that ever lived. The papers all say I'm a beauty and as my mirror reflects the same sweet flattery, I am wi'ling to let it go on its merits. At my debut-tea, debut-tea, I had twenty bouquets, twelve more than the most popular bud received. I have met a real lord, and he seemed taken with me or my dot? so mamma is all swelled up, fancying herself related re-lated to a pedigree and a castle in Scotland. Can't tell you what he looks like, for I never observed him closely. 1 am just going in for enjoyment, dancing chiefly. If a man knows how to dance. 1 don't give a rap whether he's an eligible or a non. Let anybody mention a now dancing man, and I say "Which is he?" and have him bustled to an introduction P. D. Q. No, dear, I'm not unnecessarily un-necessarily and forcibly slangy. 1 can sling the cultured gab with anybody in my set, but with you, toy dear, I'm always comfortably negligee. No, no, Toodles, I shan't marry this season, nor get ngaged, either. I've plenty of solitaires of my wn, and an engaged girl is simply out of all the fun. Your devoted, TRILBY. & & & June 1G, 1873. Sweetest Toodles: I'm man. mad, though I'm nt anxious to yoke myself after three seasons out. But I've cultivated a fad for conquering the other sex. A now "Who?" means to me just another an-other victim. It's the zest of society life, to make men mad over one, and then drop them. I'm getting a great reputation as a coquette. They call me "The Heartbreaking Heiress." Mamma can't be consoled because I let a German baron, a mining magnate and a Prince Trom God-knows-where go away with the willow well displayed. She says it's shocking that after three seasons your devoted chum is not willing to settle down to domesticity. But, you know, Toodles, that your Trilby cherishes a high ideal. I know what I want, and when I see him I'm willing to help Cupid along a bit. He must be as handsome as Apollo, as wise as seven serpents, as tender as a Richard Harding Davis hero, and absolutely faultless fault-less in character. Until He comes, I shall always be, Your single-hearted chum, TRILBY. S & & August 30, 1878. Dear Toodles: What an age it seems since 1 wrote you my first Woman letter. Fancy eight years ago 1 came out, and eight years have passed by and I'm Trilby Millions still. With age I have grown ambitious. I don't care for masculine beauty any more, not as beauty, but I crave a husband of social prominence. l simply envy Lady Curzon, the Countess of Craven, the Duchess i of Marlborough, Countess Castellane and other Americans who have wedded great titles. Penniless Penni-less German barons, French marquises with empty emp-ty titles, and that sort of thing won't do. Why didn't Hobson, the hero, drop along when my passion pas-sion was for heroes? Why didn't Admiral Dewey wait awhile? I want to marry somebody who is; somebody who wouldn't be suspected or seeking a dot, but ho would be absolutely sure of loving me Trilby Millions. I'm better looking than when I debuted. I have gained flesh ana style. I no longer belong to the frivolous set. But I'm bored to death dancing, flirting, even eating Is a bore. ' Can't you look me up a hero or a rich title? I'll , have no common man. Lovingly, TRILBY. & January Fourteenth, 1903. Dear Toodles: You and I are growing old. I feel it more every day. Why, my aunt has the temerity to ask me to chaperon her second daugh-t daugh-t ter at a box party the other night! I am, as the ! thoughtful writers say, at woman's most fasclnat- ing stage. But well, I heard a woman say to an-I an-I other the other day: "There's that passe Miss l Millions. With all her money, she's single still." ! Yet, were I less well dowered financially, I'm sure , men would seek me still and woo as warmly as before. The men of our set, however, the unmarried, un-married, are worshiping newer goddesses. Heiresses Heir-esses are as thick as peas in a pod this season. It's only a question of look and take your choice. I, who feel that now is the time when I would bo willing to live a quiet married life, am no longer sought after. Those I could care for are looking elsewhere. The good, the great, that I amused myself with ten years ago, now pass me by for my younger sisters in the swim. Why is it, Toodles, i that what we once lightly valued now seems priceless. price-less. Is it because it is out of our reach? Mamma Mam-ma says we must go abroad. I may agree yet as 1 think of that weary round of European capitals that i once enjoyed so much, I teel that rather , would. I stay here all my life and chaperon my aunt's second daughter. Always affectionately, TRILBY MILLIONS. The Matchmaker, in Town Talk. |