San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-02-28

some few minutes lsRr, Olga raises hsrssr
from the lounging position she has been in,
with her hands clasped behind her head, and
says, slowly
81 don't think she is so plain, after all.n
Neither do l." says Monica eagerly,
''there is something 50 sweet about her sx-
preston"
II am perfectly certain that man Peter is
awfully in love with her." says Mrs. Her
rick, solemnly, land that withoutths slight
est thought Of her money"
what would he think Of her money forp'
says Madame O'Connor, testify, who had
firmly believed him fortune-hunter only
two minutes ago. isn't she jewel in her
self?''
"By the bye, where is our Bella all this
time" says Olga, suddenly. ut now oc-
eurs to me that Of course we have been miss
ing her all this time"
II know" says Monica, mysteriously;
''she is dsLSep,-getting herself up for her
Lady TeazLe. was running along the cor
ridor, outside her room, half an hour ago,
when her mother cams out on tiptos and
implOred me to 60 gently, lest / should wake
her."
81 shall 90 and dance the oan-can up and
down that corridor this moment" says Mrs.
BOhun, raising to her feet with fell de-
termination in her eye.
II think you had all better 70 to your
rooms and get ready for dinner. II is pain
fully early tonight" says Madame, ION ac-
count Of oil this nonsense Of Olga's. Butno
dressing, mind, as have told the men to
mn NJ "a h~ 20
that BY and BY"
The curtain has risen, has fallen and risen
again, and now has descended for the last
time. A futter-is it rapture or relief
trembles through the audience. THE School
for Scandal has come to timely end!
Isefishly forbear from giving my readers
heightened account of it as they (unless
any of the Aghyohillbeg party takes up this
book have merci- that is, unfortunately,
been debarred by fate from ever witnessing
performance such as this, that certainly,
without servile hattery, may be termed
unique. Words Chat is, mn words) would
fail to give an adequate idea of it, and so
from very modesty l hold my pen.
1T was marvellous" says Sir Mark Gore,
who is paying a flying visit to Lord Ross
moyne. He says this with the profoundest
soemnity. and perhaps little melancholy.
His expression is decidedly pensive.
1T was indeed wonderful" says the old
rector, in perfect good faith.
And wonderful it was indeed. Anything
so truly remarkable, may safely declare,
was never seen in this or any other genera
ton.
Miss Fitzgerald's Lady Teazle left moth
ing to be desired, save perhaps an earlier
fall Of the curtain, while Captain CObbett's
Joseph Surface was beyond praise This is
the strict truth. He was indeed the moro
happy in his representation Of the character
In that he gave his audience . Joseph they
never had seen and never would see again
on any stage, unless Captain Goblet could
kindly be induced by them TO try il on some
other occasion. "
Sir Peter (Mr. Ryde) was most sumptu-
ously arrayed. Nothing could exceed tho
nagnifcence Of his attire. Upon an amateur
stage, startling habiliments copied from .
remote period are always attractive, and Mr..
Ryds did all he knew in this line, giving
even to the ordinary Sir Peter Of our old
fashioned knowledge certain garments In
vogue quite . century before he could posi-
bly, have been born. This gave . charming
wildnoss to his character, devil-may-care
sort Of an air, that exactly suited his ray
and festive mood After all. why should
Sir Peter be old and heavyP why indeeds
The effect was altogether charming That
there were few disagreeable people who
said they would have liked TO know what
ewas ut (sLch phrase, you know y, what
he meant in fact, and who declared that, as
q mere simple matter Of choice, they liked
to hear word now and again from an actor,
goes without telling. There are trouble
some people in every grade Of society,"
gnats that tDtu sting. Silence Is golden, as
all the world knows; and Mr.. Ryde is Of it;
so Of course he forgot his part whenever he
could, and left out all the rest
This he did with systematic carefulness
very praiseworthy in so young q man.
On the whole, therefore, you will see that
the affair was an Unprecedented success;
and If some did go away puzzled as to
whether it was burlesque or tragedy, no
body was to blame for their obtuseness. There
certainly are scenes in this admirable come
dy not provocative Of laughter; but such
was the bad taste Of Madame O'Connor that |
she joined in with the Philistines mention
ed further back, and laughed straight |
through the piece from the start to finish, |
until the tears ran down her cheeks
She said afterward she was hysterical, |
and Olga Bohun, who was quite as bad as
she, said, no tConder."
Now, however, it is all over, and the actors
and actresses have disappeared, to make
way for the gauze, the electric light and the
whilst the audience is making
itself happy with iced champagne and con-
versation, kind and otherwise very much
about the late performance.
Olga Bohun, who is looking all that the
heart Of man can desire in white lace and
lilies, leaving the impromptu theater, goes
in search of Hernia, who, with Owen Kelly,