Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1889-05-04
PEOPLE OF THE STAGE.
ATTRACTIONS PRESENTED DURING
THE CENTENNIAL.
Many Pleasing Things Prom
ised this Season.

Rosalind May, the regular New Yorl
correspondent of the REcoRD-UNIoN, ha'
this to say about the attractions il
Gotham during the centennial celebration
"The farewell Won Bulow recital be
comes transformed into a series of fare
wells which have been the prime event,
in musical way, though followed closely
by spasmodic opera Lucia for the benefi
of perennial Campanini, and combina
tion of Thomas and Josefy at the Metro
politan Opera House. Centennial weef
affords the grandest opportunity yet of
fered for artists of every grade, and oul
most distinguished will of course make tn,
best of chance not to come again in
century. Managers of theaters look for
ward to rich harvest. Attractions tina
have had their day, SO far as New Yorker
are concerned, will hold the boards till tn,
influx of strangers is over, on this list be
ing Captain Swift at the Madison Squar,
Theater, Little Lord Fauntleroy at the
Broadway and Nadjy' at the Casino
where active rehearsals are going on fol
Les Brigands,' piece from which grea
deal is anticipated.
sDaly, however, exceptional in this, o,
everything else, ends his regular season
this week, Just previous to the advent O
outsiders, and leases his theater to Rosins
Vokes. His company, after splendic
and very profitable winters work, 60 Il
Philadelphia, Boston, Chicago, Denvel
and San Francisco, their time being thu
taken up until the middle of August, wher
they return for six-weeks' well-meritet
vacation. The sparkling Rosina will be-
the attraction she has ever been for ar
engagement of four weeks. Mr.. Frohman
at the Lyceum Theater, Also will follow q
course of his own, and withdrawing THE
Marquise, an interesting play and one
full of strong situations, will substitute
The Wife, with original cast, the merits
of which performance were established
long ago. Nat Goodwin, in "A Colo
Nine leaves the Fifth-avenue Theatel
this week, and is succeeded by Minnie
Palmer in MY Brothers Sister The
piece is novel, and, even if it were moi
centennial week, the pretty little actress
would fill the house.
"For The Old Homestead there is already
such rush that the management announce
a matinee every day in the week, except
Monday, and doubtless such extraordinary
effort will be prolonged through the week
following Afterwards, well on into the
summer time, its phenomenal success will
extend, though finally it is expected to
succumb to July heats. The County
Fair at Proctor's, an evident imitation
has not of course the flavor of originality
but being voted funny" has good audi.
ences, since fun is, above all things, what
the tired New Yorker wants. All classes
want to forget their worries or their work.
so often too exacting. A laugh renews a
tagging strength and they do well to have
it, even if it be paid for. At the Union
Square Theater Robert Ellsmere' is ad.
vertised for centennial times, but whether
it will please or no remains problem.
'Critics have sharpened their weapons
In adverse comment upon 'Dovetta,
brought out this week at the Standard
Theater, and heralded as distinctly
American opera 1t is voted dull, vulgar
and trashy, although the audience on the
opening night was sympathetic and injudi-
ciously encouraging, perhaps from consid-
erations of gallantry towards the Joint
authors, Mrs. Betsy Bancker and Mrs
Marcy Raymond, on the part of male aud.
itors, and an esprit du corps on that of the
ladies. J. K. Emmett, at the Fourteenth.
street Theater, received genuine ovation
on his temperance in his new drama
uncle Joe' Nevertheless it was the same
Emmett who sang and danced and won the
hearts of listeners, and he, too, will coir
money from those strangers whose com
ing is to do SO much for every trade ant
profession"
Transforming WITH BOOTH
A story is told of Edwin Booths expert
ence that is good enough to be true
Once, during the days of his early strug
giles, Booth was transforming" down il
Virginia, at place called Lees Landing
The improvised theater was tobacc,
warehouse. and it was crowded by planter
for miles around. Booth and his compan
ions had arranged to take the week.,
steamer expected to call late at night, ant
between the acts were busy packing up
The play was the Merchant of Venice
and they were just going on for the tria
scene, when they heard whistle, ant
their manager came running in to say tina
the steamer had arrived, and would leav
again in ten minutes. As that was thei
only chance for week of getting away
they were in terrible quandary. TIL
narrative proceeds:
"If we explain matters" said the man
ager, they will think they are bein,
cheated, and we shall have free fight
The only thing is for you fellows to get VI
some sort of a natural-like impromptI
ending of the piece and ring down tn
curtain. Go right ahead, ladies and gen
tlemen, and take your cue from Ne,
here" and he hurried away to get the lug
gage aboard. Ned, of course, was Bas
sanio, and he resolved to rely on the ig
norance of the Virginians Of those days t
pull him through all right. So when oil,
George Rnggles, who was doing Shylock
began to sharpen his knife on his boot
Booth walked straight up to him an,
solemnly said: You are bound to hav
your pound of flesh, are your "You be
your life p said Ruggles.
Now, I'll make you one more offer,
continued Booth, sin addition to the bi.
bag of ducats, I'll throw in key of mig
gerhead terback, shotgun and two of tn
best coon dogs in the State"
'I'm blarmed if / don't do it, re
sponded Shylock, much to the appreciation
of the audience, who were tobacco raiser
and coon hunters to man.
"And to show that there's no ill-feel
ing" put in Portia, well wind up with
Nirginny reel"
When they got on board the steamer
the Captain, who had witnessed the con
clusion of the play, remarked:
''Pd like to see the whole of that pla,
some time, gentlemen. Pm blarmed if
thought that fellow Shakespeare had S
much snap in him."
MARY ANDERSON IN LONDON.
A cable correspondent of the New Yorl
San dishes up London in this style: 9Th
irony of Mary Anderson's assertion tina
she has come to dear London on accoun
of its climate is exquisite. Why anyon
should come to London for health whel
there is room TO burrow in the soft an,
muggy coziness of misty Newark swan,
is inexplicable. That part of Londol
which is not reeking with the spine-chill
ing sweat of perpetual black fog wallow
under a perennial coat of black mud
Actors can scarcely be heard at the the
aters on account of the bone-rackin,
coughing Of audiences, while the noise q
the sudden sneeze rattles over the length
and breadth of the metropolis; that por
ton Of London which does not use torche
to guide it about the streets at midday, i
lying i'll at home from every ailmen