Humanities,
May/June 2008
Volume 29, Number 3
From the May 1, 1908, San Francisco Call, digitized in the California Digital Newspaper Collection, and hosted by the Center for Bibliographical Studies and Research at the University of California at Riverside.
BRIDE GIVES UP TO PRISON HER SOCIETY THIEF.
Four Months’ Wife Finds Her Husband Practices Both Medicine and Burglary.
Conscience Stricken, She Leads the Gay Robber Into Hands of Waiting Police.
Berkeley, April 30—Decoyed into the hands of the police by his pretty bride of four months, W. W. Goelet, physician, traveler, student, nurse, soldier and man of the world, graduate of Columbia College, young and debonair, was arrested as a desperate burglar tonight with half a dozen bold crimes booked against him. . . .
Nearly three weeks ago Goelet, who had been dividing his time between the practice for his profession as physician and nurse and that of gentleman burglar, barely escaped a posse of collegemen and coeds who pursued him through the University of California campus after he had been surprised rifling the rooms of Miss Fannie Brewster at the North Gate Apartments, Euclid Avenue and Ridge road.
Goelet, who had been a guest at the fashionable apartments for two days, had made a cleanup and he was all but caught in the chase which followed. There he had been known as W. H. Wythe, a man of style and fine presence, entirely beyond suspicion as a marauding housebreaker. . . .
Goelet’s part in the crimes first came to the police a week ago when Mrs. Goelet . . . went to the Chief of Police Vollmer and, in great distress, declared that her husband was a criminal. . . . A trap was set for the gentleman crook. This evening, by prearrangement, Goelet and his wife took an automobile ride, leaving San Francisco for Oakland. In another auto were Berkeley officers. On the ferry boat Goelet was taken into custody.
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From The Willa Cather Archive, University of Nebraska-Lincoln. The great American novelist Willa Cather, whose life and work have been the subject of numerous NEH-supported projects, paid her way through college by writing theater reviews. These might be furnished as proof, if it were ever needed, that the author of the seemingly quaint novels My Ántonia and O Pioneers! possessed an edge sharpened by the habits of judgment and candor.
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The dramatization of a novel is not so easy as it looks. “She” was a very successful book, but it does not even make a fairly successful play. Of course the fact that the dramatization was made by an illiterate man must be considered, but even more offensive than the style of writing is the strained and undramatic tone of the piece. A play that is spread out over several thousand years and several continents is apt to lack unity. A heroine who is several thousand years old and who was the wife of Pericles of Athens is apt to lack human interest. One can read such things in a novel and, if the style is good and the tale well told, not mind them or notice the inconsistencies to any painful degree, but when people see absurdities represented in flesh and blood before their eyes it is another thing. The chief trouble with
“She” as a play is that it lacks human feeling. The heroine is not a woman, her passions are not those of a woman. There is no one character to whom one's heart can go out in either love or pity. The only dramatized novel which has been played successfully is Dumas’ “Dame aux Camelias”, and that the author himself dramatized. . . .
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An actor once said: “The very poor professional performance is better than the very best amateur performance.” While this is not exactly true it must be confessed that to one who has neither friends nor acquaintances among the actors an amateur performance is usually a very tame affair. It is rude to make any very harsh criticism upon an amateur, and generally it is bad taste to lavish excessive praise. If an amateur were criticised by the same standards as a professional there would indeed be wailing and gnashing of teeth in town the next morning. An amateur performance should always be handled gently and kindly, like a church concert or sociable, but it cannot expect to be treated very seriously. As a rule the actors in such an entertainment are either very conservative people of the intellectual cult, or very select society blossoms. They step daintily about the dressing room as though they feared they might in some way become contaminated by touching things that had been handled by professional hands, and saunter on the stage as though they were doing the theatre a great honor and it was a very great condescension for them to be there at all. The fact is it is a very great presumption. The gilded youths of society have banished actors and actresses from their sacred circle. They regard them as different and inferior beings; they stare at them on the streets and refuse to dine at the same table with them at hotels. Then when this same gilded youth attempts to step in and do off hand what has cost great men and women years of labor and pain and the renunciation of social recognition, it can scarcely expect to be taken seriously.
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As photo slideshows on the Internet make ever more worthy imagery available, the Lower East Side Tenement Museum uses a similar tack to advance its mission of presenting the variety of immigrant and migrant experiences on Manhattan’s historic Lower East Side. At 97 Orchard Street, the address of the museum's historic tenement building, the present has been peeled back to expose many layers of the past.
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In 1994, paper conservator Reba Fishman Snyder conducted an ‘archaeological dig’ for the Tenement Museum. The site of Snyder’s research was not an ancient catacomb or hidden vault-it was the very walls of 97 Orchard Street. With tiny metal spatula in hand, Reba Fishman Snyder examined the many layers of paint and paper adorning these decades-old plaster walls. Snyder would soak the paper and carefully remove small patches for analysis. These samples, some with faint designs, some with maker's marks, and others with barely smudged designs were then examined on-site or taken to a lab for analysis. Now preserved in the Tenement Museum's collections storage, these samples offer a window into the history of 97 Orchard Street.
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Scalamandré, maker of textiles and wallpapers, aided the Lower East Side Tenement Museum in recreating designs for 97 Orchard Street. The floral wallpaper is a reproduction of the first layer of wallpaper discovered. The orange paper decorates the Rogarshevsky apartment, home to a family that lived in the building in 1918.
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Humanities, May/June 2008, Volume 29/Number 3
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