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Updated: June 1, 2025
On learning of Professor Gillette's business in the mountains, she had sent to New York for books on Indian legends, Indian ruins and anything that might give the professor a clue to what he wanted to find. And much to her surprise, a book on Indian legends was written by Anton Gillette. "Our professor is a modest man," laughed Enid. "Imagine him not telling us that he had written a book.
I then went on to state my present trouble and distress and before I left the meeting, I received with heart-felt gratitude, one hundred and thirty four dollars. This reminded me of Providence. Rev. Drs. Gillette and Armitage treated me with much generous sympathy, as also did many others. I visited Greenport on Long Island, where Rev. Henry Knapp kindly aided me.
She was also a favorite of the actor and playwright, William Gillette, and once when Clemens and Gillette were together they decided to give the little girl a surprise a pair of slippers, in fact, embroidered by themselves. In his presentation letter to her, Mark Twain wrote: "Either of us could have thought of a single slipper, but it took both of us to think of two slippers.
"There's nothing unusual about that story, Professor Gillette." "True. But in this case a princess, the daughter of a chief, cursed her own people for their cruelty. And within a year the tribe at that village died out. Every man of them." "Why that's the legend of Lost Canyon!" exclaimed Kit excitedly.
It was an intensely warm day, the first week in July, when a card bearing the silver cross reached her. "Bad case in third ward. A young girl in the Trask tenement-house, cor. G and Tenth streets. Can you go? Get whatever you need at Reed's, and ask for Bertha Gillette, third floor." She turned to Molly. "Is it to-day you have an engagement with the dressmaker?" "Yes, at three; why?"
They did find Professor Gillette, however, soaked to the skin, a bedraggled, shivering figure that set the boys laughing in spite of the pathetic look of the old man. They helped him up the hill to the Patten household where he could be taken care of, and once more went in search of the girls.
I like him!" declared Bet. It was only seven o'clock when the girls bade good-bye to Mrs. Breckenridge, listened to her instructions about taking care of themselves, and started down the trail, Kit in the lead. Although it was twenty minutes before the appointed time, Professor Gillette was waiting for them.
And Professor Gillette could not have had a better helper. Under a huge cottonwood tree, there was a bubbling spring, cool and clear, and down the creek a short distance was a small pool. "Why, there's my bath room!" laughed the old man. "Talk about modern conveniences, I have them all." The Merriweather Girls were eager to help the old man get settled.
Sothern have revealed another aspect of their talent by the artistic manner in which they have staged both new plays and old. He may be at once author and actor and manager, like Mr. Gillette, a past-master of this new and difficult art.
The white men encroaching on the Indian lands," began Professor Gillette but Kit interrupted. "There are thousands of legends like that. They are like the cactus, they grow everywhere in Arizona." But the old professor was not to be discouraged so easily. "The Indians killed some white men and then soldiers came and there was a massacre mostly whites."
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