Morning journal and courier., 1890-03-20

bard, and was never known, under any COZ
 catenation of circumstances to be perfect in
 the text; but give him a modern farcical or burlesque part, and he would keep the audi enoe in roar.
 One night was acting Macbeth at Liver.
 pool. Jsmmy was the First Witch. He had been dining, ssnot wisely, but too well," and
 befere the curtain went up I found him
 quaking at the wings, as usual. On inquir- ing what was the matter, he replied: "Only this d-d bard of yours; he'll be the death of me one of these days. know he will" Just then the prompter's bell was heard, and out went poor Jemmy, like lamb to the slaughter house. He managed to struggle through the early portion of the play without breaking down, besides which he sang his solos-for he had a magnificent bass voice splendidlv; but in the incantation scene he came to grief utterly.
 For the first two lines,
 Round about the ealdron go. In the poisoned entrails throw, he was right enough, then he halted ,and hem-
 med. After an agonizing pause, he resumed:
 %hss ee%ss sps fos as1s; eanaet guess His muse being thus belivered poor Jemmy "dried up" altogether.
 "Now, Pin the old times, country audiences were as familiar with the standard plays as the actors themselves; indeed, it is upon rec- ord that when Charles Kean, in his youth, broke down in the last act of of s'Macbeth"at Newcastle on Tyne, the "king of the gallery" ''gave him the word, ," in the euphonious dia. Ieot of the district, and that Charles readily accepted the help of his rough-and- ready
 prompter, lowing his grateful acknowledge menu, an act of courtesy which quite enlisted the synpathies of the Tyneside folk with the young tragedian.
 On this our occasion our audience was ''riled" with Jemmy for taking liberties with the text, and they took care to let him know it, for down came the bird most lustily. Up- on hearing
 Unpleasant to an actors ear.
 Jemmy pulled himself together, and looking up at the gallery with sly wink he pro- 49 Funky actor-lost the word Goose from gallery-awful bird! Twist his neck off like shot, And boil him in the charmed pot! The nous and the audacity of his quick
 wisted response 50 tickled the s'gods" that they not only condoned Jemmy's backsidings,
 but gave him hearty round of applause into the bargain.
 The Boston Woman,s Luncheon. From the Boston Transcript The listener haa often thought of writing about the queer things that warnen eat in restaurants, but has shrunk from the sup1ee.
 because it seemed 30 large and appalling. He could never more than sketch 1t, any way. It Is certainly an inexplicable thing that women, when they go to restaurants to lunch, should eat many preposterous things that they or their sisters seldom
 think of putting upon their tables at home.
 The listener has repeatedly seen ladies make 8 luncheon with evident satisfaction, of plum-pudding and strawberry ice cream;
 and the ordinary midday meal of the subur- ban shopper or the downtown typewriter seems to be quarter section of cream pie with glass of ice water. A great many la dies order plate of griddIe cakes, which | they make their piece de resistance, deluging | 1t with syrup, and follow it with 8 French eclaire for dessert-snd at least one whole glass of ice water, of course, to slake the l thirst caused by go many sweets. Has any l physiologist explained this inordinate fond | neas of women for sweet thingsa And how l do women who make regular luncheons Of | these ever survive thema It would really | seem that the object Of most ladies who go | into restaurants alone is not to supply their
 systems with needed nourishment, but sim- ply to kill hunger. Cream pie and eclaires I VIII bekun6 uuukCI beBtue8 tickling the palate. Therefore let cream pies
 and eclaires be eaten, whether they nourish the body or not.
 When ladies go to restaurants alone, the | listener has said, and he thinks said advised l ly; for when they go with men they seem to come under the masculine influence in the
 matter of diet, and to eat chops or steaks or l game very much as men do. And if they don't like those things, under such ciroum- l stances, they have remarkable success in act 1 ing as If they did.
 l There was one lady at restaurant where
 the listener lunohed the other day, who did
 not eat sweets-except, possibly, in their
 natural condition. This was the order which she addressed to the waiter: 'French 1 fried potatoes, Vienna bread and butter, two
 bananas and a small cup of coffee" The
 waiter made her repeat the order. 'Nofdn' l wid de pertaters, ma'ama" he asked. "Nothing but what I have told you" He
 brought the French fried potatoes, as if re- | luctantly, and the lady had to send him back
 after the right kind of bread; and it was a good while before he struggled around from another part of the restaurant with the ba- nanas and the coffse. The lady took it all | very philosophically, as If she were used to 1t. (By the way, the listener is told by a
 lady that French fried potatoes and bread
 and butter are a very appetizing combina-
 tion.) The lady who gave this order looked
 as if she had strong mind without being
 "strong minded" and certainly she had not
 a dyspeptic look. It is, too, fact the
 women not frequently order a plate of soup for luncheon, or a clam chowder; some restaurants, indeed, make sort of speciality
 of clam chowders for ladies' luncheons.
 To dismiss the subject, here is an order
 given by lady, overheard at 8 popular
 restaurant not longer ago chan last evening:
 "Waiter, please bring, me broiled live
 lobster-and, waiter! be sure and have it fresh!"