The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1864-09-22
DOINas or THE DRAMA.


ARcu STREET THRATBB.-Judgo Conrads
adaptation from the French play Of Souhe's 10
Pyosc,7t, was presented here last evening 1t has
been considered one Of Mr.. Adams finest parts,
and has the credit OF being creation. Earnest,
full Of uust and hope, tho brave soldier returnsto
his home to find more misery than he has left
to find call his household gods shattered around
him" Herocally are these sorrows borne, deeply
felt and nobly avenged.
Mr. Adams expressed to the life every shade Of
the poets Gaming and Of the position. lie 10 lkcd
the young Hugucnot hero TO perfection. But he
bad hard ta'k-not one person in the cast
assisted him. All must remember how Mrs.
Drew shar Mr.. Adams first success; hog her
admirable &c ing made the two parts like an
admirrbe accord iu harmony. What a contrast!
NUlhing but Adams energy and his innate enfhu-
sip N could have carried him through the most
dramatic scenes Of the play with such an iccle
a. Mrs Graham for the heroine.
Ills young lady has no talent beyond that
OF quiet bearing and agreeable voice. She
is vety handsome, too, and since she has been at
the Arch has been well dressed. Beyond this
she is nothing Passion, pathos tenderness,
power, all required for the part she played last
night, are utterly ignored by her. She applies
no intelligence, either, TO the reading Of her part,
and speaks mere "words, words, words, so that
she couiounds the plot of the piece, and becomes
exceedingly monotonous. 1t is surely severe
test for a male star, and scarcely dealing fairly
Graham in all the parts he plays.
Mr.. Garden, too, disappointed us lie had
totally mistaken the character, and instead of
the brave, high. bred, generous soldier IN tde of
"Lord C'armOnP a loye-sick, sentimental boy,
founding his idea on the fact Of its being the
Counts wedding day but marriage does not $50
Transform a man" and make a fool Of him. Mr..
Gardens portraiture was exceedingly tiresOme.
Excepting in the "GhOst," we have never yet
s en- Mr.. Garden in part suited to him.
The rest of the cast "a very limited one, and
therefore the more easy to make up welD was
below mediocrity-a Ger ain gentlcm IN, car
mand" in the play, dressed in yellow flannel and
who has some explanations to give the audience,
spoke so utterly without method, and was so
grotesque and awkward, that laugh followed all
his exits. The play was, Of course, well put on
the stage the scenery fine and appropriate. In
all these things the Arch never fails.
WALNUT STREET THBATRB.-Poetry, passion,
a revelation of the heroic times when honor,
chiValry, and feeling were allowed to exist, and
were the motives to deeds ofromance and passion,
all this do we find in Booths "Ruy Bias"
He looks like one of the noblest pictures
of Yapdyke, in form, feature, aud costume,
whilst his acting thrills the very soul. The deep,
worshipping tenderness of his love; the devotion
of bis patriotism; the power with which he
vonges her he loves the hopeless resignation OF
his death--al did this fine artist with the truth
and soul of nature and the skill of cultivated art
in turn portray. Boo,hs "Ruy Bias" will dwell
on the memory and near to the minds of all who
have seen IL, like some precious haunting melody
never to be forgotten.
The Stage was well set, and the last scene very
effective; out such a court, such in assembly of
dirty lords lords, too, that so mudded the dia-
lUgue that { was not until the play falls almost
exc usiyey into the hands of Messrs. Booth and
Herne, that the audience got an inkling of what
il was all about. Mr.. Herne is painstaking aud
always knows his words, but the bitter sarcasm,
the naughty tone Of command, and the high
20 .fVN uh phl
acterize Don Salust, were not once touched on
in his rendering of the part.