The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-07-16
STAR SUPBRS.
Some Interesting Stage Scenes Graph
tcally Described.

pers than those who drifted on and off the
stage at notable testimonial benefit at the
| metropolitan opera house in "Hamlet"
have never been cursed at and raved at by
an enthusiastic stage manager And | was
one OF them. There was rehearsal Ill the
| afternoon when the stage for Il brief while
| became the heaven IN which these star su
pers were dotted. Such gathering! Such
a Babel! Why, how are youf Such a
time since we met. I've been so anxious to
| go and see you" Then quickly to some one
on the other side: For the Lords sake
tell me who I'm talking to; hes evidently
my most particular friend, but | cannot
| Tor the life of me name him" 81 was so
sorry TO read you had been so i'll. How did
you catch it and what what was it' Twins!
vi all things in the world, how perfectly
! awful! What improvident people we are
From the other sida But, my dear, she never
could act. | remember when WAS play
ing Ophelia. BY the way. I'm awfully glad
! they didn't ask me to play it for this per-
| formance. The theater is so enormous" )"
There's Nine. Ponisi; why on earth isn't
she playing the Queeni' Are yon play
ing anywhere, Madame Dolarop'" An
ambulance and Woodlawn gaze shines in
the eyes of the byslanders, and the speaker
continues: 81 always admired You so
| much. You are one of my favorites; |
never lose sight OF vou.n Here Mr.. Goat
cher, the celebrated scenic artist, comes up,
glares at two ladies who are seated, and
wells right in their faces. Cant anyone
find chair for Madame DOlaro~ To me :
What shame, and you 50 i'll. The idea
OF your not having q chair" The ladies re-
| main imperturhable disregard Mr.. Goat
| cher's gentle tnnuendo. He then proceeds
| to remind me how he painted the scenes
for my first production at my own theater
in London. Court ladies on the STAGE"
| calls the stage manager. We troop down
and support Mr.. Booth; look at him with
an expression betokening, You ought to
be very much tlattered, you are indeed
privileged person to be allowed to head such
a galaxy of TALENT Then each star who
has the honor Of MIR. Booths peraonal ac-
CYualntance steps up and gossips bit with
an air OF superiority over the other planets
who are planted long way from the SUM-
Here new arrival says to man: Il
hear you are going to star next season; |
observe a haZy halo around your head "
More like around his chin" says Mary
Selten, calling attention to day. growth
of scrubby beard which adorns the face of
our prize dude, who says to lady standing
near, Il am very hurt something |
heard. | was told when your play was
being cast my name was mentioned and
you said you would not have me for any
thing" But there was no part for you
and Here, sweetheart" saws Bob
Hilliard to the lady, su ldonly stopping re-
ordinations. Don't be jealous, Madame.
1t was only to S lima Dolaro to whom this
affectionate greeting was made) "When
am l to hear the part in your new play
that | am to actT Catherine Rogers,
Aunt Louisa Eldridge. Kate Forsythe,
Dora Goldthwaite, May Brooklyn, were in
a front group talking about their
dresses when another call from
the stage manager warned us we were
I,.<l, H..
cue Our Queen all bow" We do so in q
loose, slip-shod fashion. We are mutual
dependency society.
So each star says, when do we go on
| When do we go offg' "Oh, watch the
Others" says a comforting voice At this
moment Nelson Wheatcroft passes, one of
the group says: "Oh Mr. Wheatcroft,
hear you're a father. WHAT is itl Another
| Hamletp Ladies'" said courteous Mr..
Ben Teal, the stage manager, win you 90
and choose your dress: Up four flights of
stairs to the right" | tell Mr. Teal that
not for the wealth of the Indies could
walk up one fight of stairs, so | will hunt
up some rags of my own. Can anyone
guess what that hunt cost me! had my
stage clothes unpacked, and they were
spread in confusion before me. Dresses
that had been filled by a comely form
| threw aside hurriedly, not daring TO look
at them second time. How those uits Of
gold embroidered satin became live memo
ries, wringing my heart with pain al toe
vision OF past glory and power thaC rose like
incense as the faint perfume of dead pow
der pervaded the airl How had nuug off
one dress to rush into another, with that
bOsterouS strength which had been mi .lc !!
| With what feelings Of certain co quest
those bits of poor faded tinsel had been don
ned and now the Crumplel masses strewn
around me were filled with skeletons of my
L oil f,@1- -
for clothes on Monday, was there one whose
search was as strange aud sad as mine.
BY the way, on looking over my rags, it
! struck me my legitimate WARDROBE was re-
markable for its paucity. Tights and
small unmentonable garments We're there
galore, but-well, at last | sewel up q
mantle used to wear in THE Snake Char
mern into a skirt, and with sunGTy bits Of
embroidery and large red drapery | man
aged to render myself decent. When
Earbed in this queer mixture / looked ike
| a cross between an empress and ByZantiuIn
b. G. anything and n first witch in a panto-
| mine. ! dressed at home, took very eX-
pensive cab-for which | still owe (coufid-
ing hverymen; bless YOU J--and dritUed on
the stage on the eventful night. ] was Civ
ing greetings to Nine Modjeska whe re-
memberad | had no rouge on, and | was
very much kalsomined. Some ladies were
there and / asked if | could hive some
rouge. Again the stairs, again | SAID |
could not get up Mime. Modieska took all
the trouble to go with me TO her room, aud
giving me in charge Of her maid left me 70
complete my painting. How sweetly
graceful il was Of her TO take 50 much trou-
ble for me at q moment of intense anxiety,
for the task OF acting in such n perfor-
nance is no light matter for the nerves.
The play began, and we, the star eupers,
spent charming evening. We held little
receptions in various corners. We went on
Mt the right time-by lnck-aud then faded
off.
After the second act, a member Of the
press who wanted to see Mr. Booth came
on the stage, and looking about SAID,
"Where IS Hamlet" There are 200 Of
them on the O. F. side" said A. Nj. Palmer
pointing to ali the leading men clustered to-
gether, and certainly there was not one
man there who would not have made a
more creditable performance Of Hamlet
than be did Of the courtier or guard who
he represented on this occasion. As for tho
women-well. have said, think that we
were tho worst lot Of supers ever seen, and
believe ! am right. SELMA DoLARo.
ANnpT2egL . IA