The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1888-02-05
MRS. POTTER TALKS.
She Says She Dosen't Like Notoriety. nor to
Have Her Clothes Talked About.


Have Her Clothes Talked About.
Philadelphia Press.
To a friend in Philadelphia Mrs. Potter I'M
burdened her mind somewhat afternoon.
''You see, dear, I'm in for it now" said the
actress, "and so must go on; but It l could
have only foreseen in what a complete house OF
looking glasses should find myself Gagged! I
know it looks queer to see every detail of my
wardrobe minutely described even down to the
number of clocks my stockings and the
color, thickness and material of my under
things; but how can help it, It is not only
what l wear and where go that causes trouble,
but my most thoughtless remarks caught
up by some gossip, repeated, twisted. tortured
out of their original meaning. and come back to
me in a disguise in which l not recognize
them. Look at the worry raised by one remark
that credited me with the desire to elevate the
stage. just allow that I made some observa-
ton or other about q little extra refinement
needed in the coulisses, or that it might be bet
ter if society and the stage were more init
mate terms of mutual reSpect-and this, by way
of comment perhaps. on much stronger observa-
tions the part of the person with whom was
talking-you can just picture how careless or
malicious tongue or pen could twist md turn
those half innocent remarks of mine, and how
be at my expense.
Then as to the publication Of my wardrobe. I
really cannot help that They seen per-
haps. by one of the ladies who write for society
fashion papers. Sometimes l do not even
know that my visitor-generally introduced to
me by one of my managers-is connected with a
paper, and. woman like, show her my fnery.
Do you suppose like to read shortly afterwards
in every newspaper I come across that have
twelve rose colored this and the same number of
blue silk web that. Why, used to cry my eyes
out at first But the writer's are not the least
sympathetic people meet
1.-THE most trying" continued the pretty &C
tress. "are my friends. my well-meaning ana
my very curious friends If you could only
conceive how they infict me! Firstly. my letters
want to know if think they would have any
chance on the STAGE or would write to them
'candidly and in confidence what the life
really is like. Next my photograph and auto
graph, but that Is comparatively easy. Next
the people, many OF whom l hardly know
have met once in Baltimore Washington,
who want me to come to their houses of course
/ know why. as an attraction to their dull teas.
was at one the other night and was literally
moobed, and some of the remarks of the women
on my personal appearance. intended. l suppose.
whether to laugh or cry Here at this hotel,
and particularly of an afternoon. try to get a
little rest The people downstairs are told to
resting, and cannot be seem Well. you
would think that would be a satsfac-
tory explanation, to lady. gentlewoman
meant Not at all. "Oh. Cora won't mind me,
I'll just go mp" and suddenly my door opens
and in flounces one, two. sometimes half dozen
women. and verv often have not even heard of
their names-.they know somebody whose cousin
/ met in London, or some idiotic excuse of that
sort.
:. suppose this publicity does bring in
money, for my audiences are certainly large;
but growing morbidly sensitive of OBJ
servation and comment that when l take hol-
day shall try and hide myself in distant
New England village and wear red wig and
green goggles by way of disguise. Look at this
batch OF cards the man has just brought up
One dentist, one theatrical bootmaker. parlor-
car maker complexion agent. two photo
graphic agents and these six names-persons all
unknown to me- Thank heaven need not see
one of them They at least sufficiently
merciful not to walk up unannounced and enter
my room with How 'dy do. Cora