Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-06-30

definable feeling Of injury. They could
not tell what 1t was nor when it came, but
they felt that it was there. With all his
| great wealth of theatric knowledge, he
never aided by word or deed the struggles
OF young artist, never spoke kindly word
of encouragement, never extended helping
hand.
He was often quoted as a man without
the vices Of his profession, by those to whom
the lack ofsvice is greater than the posses
sion of virtue. His life was what the world
calls exemplary; even religion could not
pick flaw; yet, with all his great opportu-
mites, he leaves behind him but one menu
ory to win our grief. His great ability as
an artist-that is all
GENEROUS WILLIAM WARREN.
How different the life of his greatest CO.
temporary, William Warren. It is proba-
BILE that very few who read this ever heard
of this superb artist and thorough gentle
man, and yet his name in Boston
to-day is one to conjure with. His
death a year or so ago brought a
genuine grief into thousands of homes,
whose inmates knew him only as an artist,
and who probably never saw him save be-
hind the footlights at the Boston Museum,
that resort of aristocratic Boston, where his
quaint humor or his marvellous pathos won
their laughter or commanded tears. Than
he no kinder, truer man even honored the
profession. No more thorough artist ever
faced an audience.
To him all things were possible in his art.
If he was a master of low comedy so was he
of high. There was no character of drama
he could not portray, while in the heavy
Shakesperian roles his equal could scarcely
be found. With all his gifts William War
rem had no ambition to shine above his fel-
lows. If he studied hard, it was only that
he might attain perfection in his art; that
he might, perhaps, discover something new,
not for himself-for I who knew him so
well do not believe he ever had a selfish
thought-but that he might help others.
ONE OF NATURES NoBLEMEN.
How many prominent actors of to-day
owe their start in life to him? If it were
not for the proyerbial ingratitude of the
profession dozens, nay hundreds, would
answer IL" No young actor ever sought
of him favor and was denied. And how
exquisitely delicate was his manner in Civ
ing advice; how charmingly he conveyed to
others his suggestions He never gave ad-
vice unasked, but desire did not have to
be put into words for his comprehension, so
quickly did he intuitively read a glance.
His wardrobe was to all intents and pur-
poses practically unlimited. He was nat
tural costumer, and difficult indeed must be
the part he could not dress. 1t was his Gus
tom to 60 to the theater early, and after
finishing his dressing pass the intervening
time before the performance to making
up" his less skillful confreres. This was
no sinecure, can assure you.
For years before his death he was proba-
bly, the best known man in Boston-the
friend and favorite of all. On the compile
tion Of his 80 years of service on the stage,
which occurred but short time before his
death, he was rendered testimonial by the
theatrical management, which took the form
of perfect ovation. Never was actor so
honored before. The leaders of New En-
glands wealth and talent We'd with each
other to do him honor. And when he died
around his bier gathered the brightest minds
of to-day, to pay the last tribute of respect
to one whom Oliver Wendell Holmes char
acterized "the noblest man ever knew"
MORTON