A Fearless Protector.
Reading edition
At the rehearsal of “Frou-Frou” in the Columbia Theatre last Thursday noon, Col. J. M. Hill, the urbane lessee, stood in the lobby chatting with Miss Bernhardt; and, while they were thus chatting, a card bearing the name of a strange gentleman was handed to the eminent actress. Miss Bernhardt took the card, scrutinized it, and exclaimed in her pretty French way, “Sacre bleue! Who eez zis gentilhomme? I haf not ze honaire to know him.”
Noticing the lady’s dilemma, Col. Hill, with characteristic gallantry, was not slow in coming to her rescue.
278“Have no fear, madam,” said he to Miss Bernhardt, “have no fear while I am by your side. Go back, young man, to him who sent you, and ask him if his intentions are honorable.”