The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1895-11-07

thk VI his manu-, No ~ 10 Idise ~ ~ ois s&@,
ievered brow; his singular wiry red
moustache, VIII ich needn't become gray
for years bristles ont AT each side OF the
chin, over which IL habitually droops.
He is full OF electricity, and IL you'd touch
his thick hair surely 'twould emit sparks
IN THE STARS DRESSING ROOM.
BY and by, In the strr's dressing room,
quite commodious as such places go,
with little array of pots and brushes In
front OF his mirror, for looks sake, likely,
since they seem unused, Sir Henry says;
There never was such scoundrei as
this same Macbeth. And what blunder
IL is, what a shame, to lay bis sin at the
door OF his wife whom he dearly loved.
Miss Terry, the beautiful Miss Terry who
looks handsomer the nearer one sees her,
came gaily in with the smile on her lips
and the laughter in her eyes when al
ways paves her ways with welcomes.
Even the bright red woody wig she wore,
as Lady Macbeth, couldn't keep that
much abused person from exciting one
interest. She. too, spoke up Tor the
sadly maligned Scotch lady.
And now the signal for the curtain TO
rise calls these magicians OF the stage
once more to their task. Duncan has
come TO Dunsinane, Mac beth's own cas-
tle There IL murder in the hearts OF ms
host and hostess, ana II CLEANS from un-
der their eyebrows and sweeps through
the liquid tones OF Lady Macbeth's voice.
Macbeth himself still wears his brick
dust colored cloak, but there are no
sword and shirt of mail under II, ana the
CLOAK floats gracefully over his sword arm.
His hair Is smoother and more carefully
arranged; his m ustaches do not prlstie
fiercely.
But now that the deed is one-that the
murder has been COMMUNICATING muir
derer must, before presenting. himself
70 ka .,.It naQ soma
change in his appearance There is, IN
the wing, little deal table, with chelr
in front OF 1t, cheap eight by twelve
mirror hanging over II, on the back OF
scene frame, ana Japanese screen
around II ALL Between two tin candle
sticks, in each of which a candle Is burn
ing, are yellow pot OF rouge ana
powder box. Here Macbet sits down
for rest. No man can will an unequal
distribution of the blood in his face, so
TO redden the eyes and whiten the lower
part OF the face is the task of a moment
or two. In the meantime the we'll blood
ed daggers OF the cham berlains have been
laid before him on the deal table, so that
now, when he rushes on the stage again,
he will look his feelings and leave the
rouged daggers ready at hand for Miss
Terry.
This is not the pallor of conscience,
by any means, that is now depicted on
the great actor's face. 1t is fear of con-
sequences, alarm at the danger of being
found out and baked OF his desire to be
king, to crafty which the infamy has
been committed. The infamy itself is
already dismissed from consideration for
the time. For the sake OF appearances,
so as to disarm the suspicious OF the
Kings suite, once the murder has been
discovered, Macbeth, the murderer, Is
now dexterously arranging his hair, care
fully parting and combing it. The thun-
derous knocking at the gate, which breaks
so rudely in on scene of horror, IS go
ing on all the while. but Macbeth is evil
IDENTIFY bent on completing his toilet be-
fore he does anything else. He receives
his early morning visitors, when once
their knocks have compelled the opening
OF the castle gates, with studied ease and
courtesy. There is a bright red cloak
over his sword arm, and his bow OF well
come is stately and gracious. When his
imagination isn't st work he is deadly
cool hand. is this Macbeth.
And what an amazing pretence at grief
and horror and zeal he makes now pres
emily when the outcry begins!
After awhile we see Macbeth made up
as King. His golden crown has drawn
up his hair at the back and sides and
made it look shorter. His whole appear
ance is neater as well as more magnifi-
cent. There was no lack Of rich costume
III lnOsc OHyb. ut icIOC4cuS
calm malice of that powerful face are
still unchanged in expression. But be Is
a monomaniac now.
THE BANQUET SCENE.
In the banquet scene the wealth OF cos
tune lavlshed on this representation is
conspicuous Macbeth in his robes looks
overy inch a king, and Lady Macbeth is
lovelier ever than before. But mark the
pallor or-natural pallor-that steals over
his face as he sees Banquo's ghost, no
stage phantom, no creature visible, how
ever vaguely to the audience as we'll as to
the King, but q creature OF his sole imag-
ination. Mark Macbeth's glaring eyes.
which gradually seem starting from his
head in terror, the wild gray eyeballs
standing out distinctly under the bushy
lashes, indiviiuai hairs on his head
standing up here and there, as il involun-
tsrily, the mouth working spasmodically
the lower Jaw dropping!
niether a moral nor physical coward,
cries:
''Shsme itself! Why do you make such
faces?'
Never has human face been made
more plainly to express supreme terror,
not by rouge pot or powder box, but by
the counterfeit OF the emotion TO SO pow
erful a degree as perhaps even 70 superin-
duce certain wave OF the real horror
which thus naturally blanches the fea-
lures and dilates the eyes, "Making
faces,n indeed, IS Lady Macbeth puts IT,,
is not the acme Of art.-New York Her
aid.