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Title: Theatrical and circus life;
Year: 1893 (1890s)
Authors: Jennings, John Joseph, 1853-1909. (from old catalog)
Subjects: Theater Circus
Publisher: Chicago, Laird & Lee
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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conventional dress of ballet dancers —short to the calf of the leg but thickly clad above. She began. O Grace, you never found a prototypetill now ! O Painting, Sculpture, you paled before thissupple, elastic, firm, yet dainty tread. At the conclu-sion of her first movement, when with a gush of sweetmusic she sprang like a fawn to the foot-lights, and ex-tending her slender arms and delicate hands towardsthe audience, as if to ask, Come, what is the ver-dict on me now? a burst of enthusiastic applause,loud shouts of Brava I and Bravissima ! Cest magnifique ! waving of perfumed handker-chiefs, a deluge of sweet flowers formed the response. The whole evening was a series of triumphs. TheEmperor and Empress sent an aid-de-camp behind thescene to offer her the Imperial congratulations. MarieTaglioni, accompanied by her noble husband, soughtthe girl also, and taking from her breast a magnificentdiamond star, which had been given her in formerdays by the Emperor of Eussia, Here, said she,
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(326) TAGLIONI CONGRATULATING EMMA LIYRY, A FEW FOOT-LIGHT FAVORITES. 327 take this the queen of dance, Marie Taglioni, isdead — long live the queen, Emma Livry ! As I passed out amongst the dense crowd, thewriter continues, I saw a woman of middle age, andrespectably dressed, leaning against one of the mar-ble columns in the vestibule. Her face was flushedand she was wiping tears from her eyes. You weep, Madonna? said a gentleman who waspassing. Yes, Monsieur, she replied, is but it is with joy.Who would not be proud of such a daughter, and ofsuch a tribute to her genius? There are few favorites of the public to-day whohave not fought their way to the front inch by inch,who have not sacrificed everything for their art, toilingthrough the day that the work of the night mightshow improvement — very few who have not servedyears of apprenticeship on the stage before the mo-ment of success arrived. And this has been the rulealways. Nell Gwynne, the fish-girl, whose beautyand bright re

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