Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1897-11-04

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 May Irwin is an actress with whom even metropolitan audiences take fiber. ties People have habit of calling to me from the audience when they want me to sing a special song or to reeite something, /" she said the other evening One night man i'll the body of the house called out to me to recite 'Hia. Watha. He took me off my feet for 8 minute. l couldn't remember 6 line of it. bGt called back: I will if you'll give me my cue. I've forgotten how ii starts. He gave me the first line, and shouted it for him.
 When was playing the Widow Jones one night, during the kissing scene between Rice and myself .a5 mai shouted, I'd like-tQeh hUg III your place sRIr. laaee. would. Rice and wert both convulsed, and the audience roared When the piece is funny, it often add to the humorous situation for some on, in front to do something unusual.
 I never shall forget an experience had while playing the Widow ill Gin einnati, though of course it isn't art fos an actor to see anything that goes on ir front or to recognize anybody in the au dienee, and never dol don't think. One night, as I was saying, in the city of cinders and beer, noticed the queer. est looking old woman down in front. She looked like farmer wife, and she kept peering up at me over her glasses. She didn't laugh once, and in all my life l never saw a human being take a
 
 woman who was equally serious. Final. ly the old woman jumped up and, peer. ing at me over her glasses and shaking her finger ill my face, said, with a rasp ing, western twang:
 ' Well, you don't leok one bit like her.
 "I was hustered, but managed .c gasp:
 Like whom?'
 Like the Widow Jones, she aB swered.
 We'll, am, said I.
 U l don t believe q word you re say. in, said she, fer I know'd the Widow .Nones and her husban' nigh on to 20 years ago. I stood up with lem when they was hitched, and you don t look like her. She went off from these parts, and ! heerd she was widow and that Jones was dead, and then I heerd she was at this the-ater, and cum to see. You ain | the Widow Jones, and l just want to say one thing more-I don't see how you dare to take other peoples names and use 'em.
 With that she flounced out, but the next day when 1 appeared at rehearsal, she was on hand to give me another blast. 1 explained to her how it was. She'd never seen play before and had come 20 miles to see her old friend, the Widow Jones. There was time whet such things frightened the life out of me, but I've learped to turn them to good account .
 Perhaps there is not another man CD the stage so phlegmatie as Burr MoTn. tosh during unusual occurrences in front He lays his ceolness all to the Asraining be got on the football field when ne was at Princeton.
 find more unexpected things hap pen on the stage than in tho audience, ' said Mir. Mcintosh. However, the Axst night we opened ill At Piney Ridge I got q piece of advice from the ffont. l said to the villain, You lef' tho colo. nefs baby up thar, an you brung 70 own down heah And his lines follow: You lie l instantly make movement is if to strike him; but, remembering that lassies are present, my arm drops to my side. A man ill front was 30 iafuri. ated with tie heartless villain that he called o.st to mo: Soak him. Jack IJ' him good one for hunk, aud iha hissed like Haa gander. ss--New Sun