The San Francisco call., 1896-04-19
IN LESS SERIOUS MOOD.

Richard Mansfield, the brilliant actor, whose
genuine merits would seem TO deserve more
substantial recognition than has been accorded
them at the hands of the public during the
past week, had an exceedingly naughty not
TO say overbearing way about him up to a few
years ago. He held tyrannic sway, as it were
behind the curtain, and it was common fol
stage managers to take upon themselves
extra pains to crafty Richards wishes and
even his whims as far as their business went.
In Spokane, Wash, however, Richard was
taken sadly aback. There he came in con
tact with Jack Quinn, a scene manager,
who had been familiar in olden days with
Booth and Mccullough and who was q
prince at his work. Jack always sought TO
avoid cause for complaint and especially did
he so act in the case of Mansfield. But kick
was inevitable. couple OF sceneshifters,
after some laborious work in the flies, came
down to the rear of the stage breathing rather
heavily as a result of their exertions. Mans
field CHANGED to walk near them. He nearly
froze them with a look. Then he summoned
Quinn.
''The breathing of these men annoys me- -
said Richard
"Td answer to the law il stopped it," re-
Piled Jack, with ready wit.
stage-hand slipped and danced about q
little in the effort to regain his balance.
"Your men make too much noise with their
feet" exclaimed the actor.
Hereafter they'll walk on their hands," was
| the response.
Mansfield had no more use for Quinn and
during the remainder of the engagement they
spoke to each other only when it was abso.
lutely necessary.
The Nation has worried through nearly four
years since, in misguided moment, it placed
the White House for the second time at the
disposal of that ponderous individual whose
physical immensity is SO ILL proportioned to
ms intellectual capacity. Delegates and spec
tators shouted till the canvas of the Chicago
Mlgwam swelled like the skin of an over
charged balloon at the mention of the only
name that Democracy felt able to conjure
with. And how they did sing-under the lead.
ershlp OF that now departed Pennsylvania
whose widest fame was in the fact that he
originated the verses which Democracy has
sorely regretted that ever it closed its eyes tc
repeat:
Grover Grover,
-Four years more OF Grover
Accidentally running across those lines il
an old paper, the other day, the thought oc
Cured to me that an edition ''revised and cor
rected up to date" might not fail altogether
OF appreciation among Democrats who were
unremembered in the distribution of Fedora
loaves and fishes. 1t can't be expected, how
ever, that they will shout with that old-time
enthusiasm, or even at all, the following lines
which (and it is saying precious little fol
! them) are fully up to the literary standard O.
| the Wigwam verses:
Grover Grover,
One year more Of Grover!
Out he goes, in we go
For better food than clover!
Grover swore to give US pie
| And cake the Nation over;
| Grover got the pie and cake
All he gave was-Grover!
| Gave it almost rough enough
| To tip the country over
! Won't the Nation have it rich
Once we're rid OF Grover!
Grover, Grover,
One year more of Grover
| Then the workshops will resumes
| Woeful times be over.
Wages then will take Jump,
| Blest be every section,
| Soon safe beneath
| The agis of protection
Labor's face be joyous bright,
Hardships gone with Grover;
Nation be itself when this
! One short year is over.