The Washington times., 1894-06-10

meeting Deen great irlends, chum5 more OF
less each as it were appreciating the good
qualities Of the other and falling in love with
them Mr.. Shaw has intended having COM
pany OF his own to manage for some time and
Mr.. Bond Is bis idea for star. Mr.. Bond re-
ciprocates by believing In Mr.. Shaw as
manager l have 1t from the New York
Herald that Mr.. Bond will be leading man in
one Of the best companies next year.
I am fortunate enough to have become
possessed Of the following tribute to reporters
hitherto been unpublished, and Is quite
literary find. Mr.. Warda was one night
entertained in the Pittsburg Press Club.
During toast he was seen scribbling on
piece of paper, and when he arose TO speak
he recited the following verses, which were en-
Enthusiastically received by those present:
In the dim waste land of the Orient stands
The wreck OF e race, so old so vast,
That the greyest legend can ne er lay hand
On a single fact of its tongueless past.
Not even The red gold crown Of a king.
Nor a warriors sword, nor aught beside
Can history out Of the ruins bring
They had no reporters, and so they-died
In the far southwest In a tropic sea,
In land of Summer aud sun and gold,
Tis said that a nation grand as Greece
Upgrew in the glorious days of old
But time the leveler came at last
And scattered their splendor far and wide
So the glorious Aztec empire passed
They'd no reporters, and so-they died
Down where the dolorous Congo creeps
Like a tdwny snake through that torrid cline,
Mans life has passed In a cold eclipse
From the dawn Of day to the present time
And II ever ths ancient NuSians wrought
thing of beauty, or joy, or pride,
1t is unrecorded and went for naught.
They had no reporters, and 80 they died
Babylon and Nineveh, what are they
But feeble hinte of passing hour,
dream OF pomp for paltry hour,
Where the owlet wings and the dragons hide,
Is all that is left Of their glory flown.
They had no reporters, and SO they-died
Even here in the land we love,
In Freedoms lap, at the feet Of God,
Even here, say, ere the earth vaIed old,
A race Titanic did once abide.
But, alas, their glory is left untold
They had no reporters, and 50 they died
go II has been and so 1. will be
As long as Gods heavens feed the stars,
As long as am billions of men shall find
A greater glory In arts than wars
So let Us live and labor and pray
That IS We glide down the darkling tide
Neither one Of US shall have to say
We'd no reporters, so-we died
I have a little story to add to what I wrote
a few weeks ago about our friends Marion
Manola and Jack Mason. They have had
lamentable falling out with the managers ofthe
fremont theater, where they are playing in Bos-
ton The other night theywere ordered fromthe
thegter, not gently or In any other way pleas
antly. Manola Mason and her understudy
both appear in Patience" but when they
came ON the stage the next night the orches-
ira refused to play when Msnola attempted to
sig and the curtain was rung down. lively
scene followed, and Mason gave full vent to
OF this unfortunate condition OF things is.
The papers all along have rather led US to be-
lieve that the Manola-Mason long engage
ment has been a successful one.
Camille D'Arville has been engaged to take
the place of Manola. Whenever have the
chance like to repeat the story that a certain
New York newspaper man says that he has
had ocular demonstration of the fact that "a
mile Is the most perfectly formed woman in
the world Of his experience. He gives accu-
rate measurements.
According to the Million. the choristers In
one of D'Oyly Carte's companies include a
barrister at law, solicitor, an ex-wine mer-
chant, an Oxford 3. A, a professor of music,
B. A. OF Trinity college. Dublin; lyric
poetaster, q clergyman's daughter, relation
OF novelist, and various daughters Of pro-
DR.. David G. Bangs, whom we recognize in
Washington, don't we, as one of the best Of
the Washington theatrical professional men,
and whom we expect great things of In the
not very far distant future. gave another e1-
hibition Of his fine talent Friday night in q
performance at Odd Fellows hall Falls Church,
Va. I was not able to witness it person.
ally, but had a representative. who says very
L
porting people, who, by the way, were all
washingtonians. Mr.. Bangs played Othello
in scenes from the play. His portrayal Of the
jealous Moor was vivid and realistic.
see that Mr.. r. W. Smiley and Mrs. Ro-
meyn B. Ayres were in the company. One
watches Mr.. Smiley's work with great deal
OF interest and expectation. He Is clever and
smooth and although a young fellow, shows
somewhat OF originality and fire. He played
IaRo with Mr.. Bangs, and also took part In
the bright little sketch, "a Pair OF Lunatics." !"
Mrs Ayres. besides deserving praise for her
work, Is the widow of the late Brigadier Gen.
eral Romeyn B. Ayres. have 1t from my
critic, who Is up in these things, that one OF
Mrs. Ayres' costumes cost $500.
osopher on the subject Of Mounet-Sully' nom
success in this country. Notice that he takes
the same ground that did two weeks ago,
even commenting as did on the glittering
popularity of our modern American drama
In so far as it embraces farce, and the buf-
foonery of the athletic funny man. The Town
Topics man ends with a wish, which echo,
thar N. Mounet-Sully will come again some
day. when some phases Of our dramatic cul-
ture are different.
In an interview printed In the Herald on
Saturday N. Mounet-Srlly spoke with frank.
ness and dignity Of his American visit and oi
its failure from pecuniary standpoint. The
gist of his remarks and the unintended sting
| OF them are contained in these words:
l cannot account for it. have heard II
ssid that the American public only care fol
pieces a sensation. But is 'Edipe Roi'' an
emotional tragedy? Does "Antigone," does
s.Ruy Bias" does "Ernani' not come under
| that head2 Can you imagine anything more
| fiery than "Le Cid?" The first that men.
| toned, "Edipe," Is to me one of-what do
say?-it is the most awful tragedy In the
whole range Of dramatic literature. Do you
| think that anyone. unless he were absolutely
brainless, could listen to 1t unmovsd?
Il was not in touch with the taste Of the
public" he continued, modestiy, "and no one
regrets it more than L" It was the public
| fault and not n Mounet-Sully's. Making all
deductions for the hard times and for the un-
| familiarity of the great majority Of Americans
| with the French language. the general indif-
| ference Of the public to the splendid and fin
| ished performances Of one OF the most power
| full and impressive actors that has ever been
seen In the United States is signal proc