Daily Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1876-1884, 1881-02-12
frssn The stockton independent

eAA0 0eeS1tSAA Independently
s. ~ hon Roscius was an actor In
eunes then came each actor on his
1s, Thus did Shakespeare speak
u ne ancient knights Of the sock
"a buskin, who rode from place to
- % donkeys, fulfilling their
SneQgsrnsnts. When Fred. J.
tGa6klsy WAS an'actor in Stockton,
then came each actor with his
stake" and thereby hangs . tale.
He oppeara - the heavy villain in
tho hWinning HAnd,D now rum
ntne sc the stockton Theater. 1t
u necessary for him to die during
The last cot, % al well regulated
VtllAlns In every well regulated
modern drama do. In this partic-
ulaf drama Mackley suicides. The
Instrument 10 . bowie knife Of hid
ooue proportions. Last Thursday
night he came on in the death
oqouo, and after announcing that
~ had been f0iled, made = grab for
NJ knife-it was his cue to die.
Horrot Of horrors: the pocket in
which the deadly weapon should
Rave been was empty! What was
e. b done?
II have been betrayed" he cried
- tragic accents, repeating his
lines. Then In . soto voce to q
0otoe assisting at his demise:
seFietcher. I've lost my knife; for
Gods sake 20 and find it." Fletch-
- went Oh and Mackley continued:
= All ha, have been betrayed, but
ny botrayors shall be cheated OF
4keir pEey. Alb hap AT this mo-
mout Fletcher returned. "The
katie Fletcher, the knife, where lie
the knife" he continued in rapid
stage whisper.
q can't find It," whispered
Fletcher.
ssAh hap shouted Mackley, II
ottll have one resource left" Then
II nlo1er tone: "F0r Gods sake,
Fischer, get me something to die
With, : pistol, broken bottle, q
club, an ax-anything. Don't you
ooof I've got to accommodate this
audience by dying some way or
0thof.n Fletcher went off again,
and Macklsy again addressed the
gallory, pressing his hand convuls-
lively TO his breast.
All ha! am betrayed, but you
ehall not triumph. I have still one
resource. A hs! Do you think I
will be betrayed? No, will die
0Fet," Fletcher had returned by
this time. announcing that there
WAs not . single suitable instru.
mont Of destruction in the proper
" room.
sBut I must have something,
Fetch. Ican't die unless 1 have
something to kill myself with.
I've : good mind to climb into the
gallery and throw myself into the
pasquette. Ican't throw off now.
I've gone too far. My reputa,ion's
ct stake.r
He turned once more to the
house, crying:
All ha! Don't imagine that
can be betrayed with impunity. 1
have here resource that shall
cheat you all. All hap Then to
Fletcher. excitedly: "Get me
shotgun, cannon. Ican't go on
l. veshS Wy 0st ~ &nVs We ept W 0tCs
Again he addressed the audience:
All hal I have been betrayed,
but I have one resource left.n Say.
Ing which this Prince of fakirs
plugged his hand into his vest
pocket and produced package of
cigarette paper, which he deftly
eonverted into q wad, regardless of
expense, aud crammed into HE
mouth, declaiming, as be did so,
the entirely original lines:
"Ah ha! have swallowed the
deAdliest poison. 10 one moment
moro shall be dead. My villain
QUE enemies will have been cheat
81 ct their prey. All hs! All ha!
hal hA! hap
He reeled backward, shuddered
oonvulstvely, pressed his hand to
his heart, rolled his eyes gallery
ward and fell prone. After untold
dtmculty, Mackley the actor was