A tableau... the dance of the great victor.

...At the age of a rosebud on the verge of opening, Valerie Sarruf will not complete her fifteen years for another six months. She put on her first ballet shoe, trying to keep her balance on the tips of her toes, when she was five years old, and her two small feet have not stopped to this day — training and steady advance...

Nor has the only daughter of Mr. Fuad Sarruf neglected her music

lessons, in recognition of their importance in refining taste and deepening the understanding of melodies, so as to render them, in the end, in their finest details and their subtlest emotional shadings. For the ballet dancer, says Valerie, must be far-reaching in fancy, rich in powers of imagination, to succeed in devising the expressive, stirring movements

A scene from what appears to be a comic play

that fall into complete harmony, in one all-embracing unity, with the musical airs and with the story...

And the ballet dancer forgets herself, absorbed in the atmosphere of the story and in its melody, to bring forth a splendid art...

How far has Valerie Sarruf succeeded?

That question is answered by whoever has had the fortune

In a balanced pose on the tips of the toes