Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-07-27
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NEW YORK, July 26.-There was the un'
mistakable frou-frou Of silk, the crisp pre-
monition of diaphanous garments, and Mrs.
Leslie Carter stood in the Office of the
Academy of Music, to-day, smiling at her
managerial icicle, Mr.. E. G. Gilmore, and
his radiant major-domo, Alex Comstock.
Mrs. Carter was vision for summers day.
She was in black, but it was not funereal;
not a vestige of color relieved the somber
hue of her attire, but she Frightened her sur
roundings, nevertheless.
Mr.. Gilmore melted and beamed. Mr..
Comstock left the music of his typewriter
for the melody of Mrs. Carter's voice.
81 should like to say" said Mrs. Carter,
in the course of long conversation, "that I
have no mission to fulfill in going upon the
stage. don't want to elevate it, thank
goodness. 1t does not need elevation. I
adopt it because want to make money"
HER IDOL IS ELLEN TERRY.
"Of course" interrupted Mr.. Comstock.
"And," she went on, because my heart
and soul are in it. My idol and my ideal is
Ellen Terry, and 1 want people to know
that have a model. 1 am passionately
fond of the theater, and have been for years.
The height of my ambition is to play
Beatrice in Much Ado About Nothing
role in which Terry shines. This is to me
the most perfect embodiment of naturalness,
and in no part is she so admirably seen as in
Beatrice. As 1 said, she is my idol and my
ideal. If I ever succeed in playing one
eighth as we'll as she does shall die happy.
have met her in society, and she is always
the same. adore her,"
$50 does Irving" said the sly Gilmore,
maliciously."
''Of that know nothing" she said with
a smile. "Then," she resumed. 81 am also
ambitious to play POrtia, in The Merchant
of Venice As for Juliet, no-no Juliet
for me. 1 do not think could possibly
play the part. II is too doleful, and have
had all the dolefulness want, lately"
NOT FOND OF NoToRIETY.
Mrs. Carter unfurled fan and moved it
gently backward and forward. raising a
tempest in the laces of her gown. She went
on: when see anything nice about my
self in the papers q say when with great
deal of emphasis on the word) 1 weep.
Really do. 1 am not so fond of my notori-
etv as dramatic people seem to think. 1 do
not think it will help me in the least on the
stage Nothing but hard work can do that,
and my own love for the drama. shall
succeed, believe. If they tell me that
am very bad, then shall retire and take it
for granted that they are right. 1 don't think |
they will say it, though, with such a mana
GER" Mr.. Gilmore rose and bowed. "I
forget what 1 was going to say" she de- |
clared, with a laugh. 1T was something |
pretty, so I'll accept your bow, Mr.. Gill |
more. told my little boy that 1 was going
to work, and that soon he and 1 would live
together, When 1 said 1 was going on the
stage he Immediately thought of Little Lord
Fduntleroy, and wanted to know if was
going to be Dearest. 1 am afraid should |
not make good Mrs. Enrol.
MUST EARN HER LIVING.
"Men are not chivalrous," said Mrs. Car |
ter, with a sigh. ''They are perfectly will |
ing to condemn a woman, and then shut up |
all avenues to her. Why shouldn't 1 go |
upon the stage, should like to know? Be- |
cause am Mrs. Carter, and have trial, 1 |
1? think not"
Gilmore and Comstock in chorus-No, in |
deed.
"Give everybody a chance" she resumed, |
"and then if he or she fails to |
take advantage of it the time for condemna-
tion has come. 1 see my chance, 1 am
going to grasp it, and you can all say the
ugliest things on earth about me, but / shall
not loosen my grasp. Let little mercy be
shown to a woman, and let men remember
that though the days of chivalry have
passed, there has never been any law against
the gentle treatment of women"
Mrs. Carter had nothing more to say,
Mr.. Gilmore was affected almost to tears,
and Mr.. Comstock hugged the little por-
trait that is forever framed beside him on
his desk,