The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1896-05-10

Salt Lake, May 9.
Dear Old Hal:
You got batch number one of DIARY
Leaves" you say, and devoured it hun
grily. I hope it agreed with you; for
myself, ] should prefer something more
substantial. but if you are so easily
pleased, why, I shold be selfish, in
deed, to deny you your provender. So
rip, tear, here comes batch number two,
ano pretty object my book is left
But never mind, it's to please you. Poor
old Hal! I picture TO myself a worn
and faded darling, lying under its can
vass tent iii the midst of boundless al
kali flats. surrounded by its seNtants
and charts and chains and what-nots,
bespecked with mosquito bites, vainly
trying to brace itself up at night by
drumming 3ur old songs on its badly
TUNED banjo; and when look on that
spectacle, and see myself, Sitting so
cozily in the theatre, screaming at
\ Harry Conor, or at the Grand admir-
ing little Kennark-l just want to bawl
on the spot, and have to give great
gulp to keep back my feelings. So you
gee ] do have some thoughts of some
one sometimes, NO matter what you
say. But soft; the glow-worm shows
THE mater to be near, and if she
caught me UP at this hour scribbling to
you-Inyi
Monday-Midnighit
Just home from the Grand, where,
for the third time. they are doing Oui-
da's masterpiece, Moths" What a
fascination there seems to be about
oh
house with it; closed his first season
with it, and now trots it out a. lin to
iii a gap. Every time there has been
crowds in waiting, and it doesn't seem
to make amy difference to the crowds
what sort of a cast John puts forward,
they flock to him all the same. This
cast has not been up to the first one,
but it was as good as it was possible
ITO make out of the present company.
MIR. King is lost in Jura chow we'll 1
remember the way Osmond Tearle
thrilled al our matinee hearts in that
role years ago). I thing the Lord in
tended Ny. King for aristocratic old
sren only, with gray side whiskers, eye
glasses and Roman noses; there isn't
a whit of pOesy about his voice or man.
nier. and as for his walk.-Jennie Ken
mark and Madge Cook are the features
of ''Moths''-how oddly that sounds! I
think Jennie has never been so impress
sive as when she utters those two
''FIov dare you's' to her beast of a
husband Cook could almost star as
Lady Dolly; only one actress on the
stage that 1 know of could approach
her in that role. and that's Caroline
Hill, and she may be dead. BY the
way, she was the wife of Herbert KEEL
cey, and once thought to be a coming
woman. What's become of her? Clarke
and Henry do some neat bits in
Moths" they fit each other well. Ed
wards as the tenor-well, Edwards
couldn't be bad but I can't forget the |
dreamy voice of the departed Kyle in |
that beauious rolei
Observation-Disclosures
Made one of a crowd to do Colleen |
Bawn" at the Lyceum, and Il spite Of
the righteousness of a lake a boat, a
dive and rescue on that tricky little |
stage-I couldn't help being interested. |
Boucicault's Irish plays have charm |
all their own, and even though many of |
the characters in the Colleen Bawn" |
are reinca rnated in the 'Shaughraun," |
they are wonderfully fresh and human.
"A good stage manager is Mr.. Gleason, |
and q hard working actress is Miss
Hall When the curtain went up, on
walked Wallace Munro who we all |
Thought rode out Of Town after his cir
Gus venture Quite handsome Wallace
looked, but as an actor he is 80 per
cent wood Miss Tittell also still lin
gers in town. They must be dark dra- /
matte days, indeed, that keep so clever
an actress bound up in Salt Lake. I
wonder how they keep the wolf from
the door at the Lyceum. 1t seems hard
no draw more than half a house. and
Of they can pay salaries, rent and or
chestra on the business the Colleen"
has been doing, then are the new man.
ayers masters in economics. Not that
the orchestra amounts to much There
are only four in it, and if they don't
do BETTER work nightly, than when 1
heard them engaged in a tug of war
with the Faust" overture, their salary
IS probably eaten UP in fines.
Observation-Disclosures
At the theater again. The perennial
Teyt once more, and the undying "Trip
TO Chinatown" Great in fun, and
weak in music is the Trip this year.
Harry Conor-the comedian, by the
way, whom a crazy man attacked in
his dressing room with a sword the
lest time he tried to be funny in Salt
Elake-is side-splitting this time, and
Geral5ine Mccain is awfully sweet as
THE widow If she wasn't, I'd pay my
respects to her for attempting to sing
The Trip is funny. very funny: but it
hasn't the brains of 1.-The Texas Steer
or ssTne Milk White Flag" Then, too,
fits one of the few pieces by Hoyt pune
tuated oy blushing places. In the ;
crowded audience tonight were a good
many high school misses, who took it
all in in gieeful innocence. Fortunately I
tthey didn't understand.
Friday
The melancholy days are come,
The eawdust of the year.
BY which I mean there is "a circus in
kovn. If Hal were here 1 might ven
fure; but no; I viewed the parade this {
morning and that sufficed. The lions
looked dyspeptic, and the lady who i
rode on the elephants head had not z
had her neck washed since who shall I
say? The boy who supplies us with +,
water cress led a camel, and had the I
audacity TO wank at me from under /
his turban.
There has been big prize fight, too,
and the home boy, whoever he was,
won. Not that / take any interest in
such things but Hal does. 1 am told s
that it was q charming affair; that one l
brute slugged the other brute into in ]
and that the chief of po- {
lice and fire and police commissioners
enjoyed themselves very much.
Saturday Afternoon. !
Just been to take a last look on :
Harry. Clarke; dear old Earry, All the
matinee folk were out in force-the 4
only big house, they tell me, since 1
was there Monday So even 'sMoths'' +