Evening star., 1902-02-01

slowly began to applaud when. to the sur
prise of every one, the man on the stage
yelled, Stop"
Il feel safe now," Mr. Morton, after
pause, went on to explain, for if you
could stand that you can stand anything"
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At the Academy this week John Price,
who impersonates Irish policeman, en-
ters into a heated discussion with one of
the feminine performers as to who is the
braver, man Or woman.
In answer to a question Price says that
man is the braver of the two sexes.
Female Questiener-''No, he is not Wo-
man is braver.''
Policeman-''Why, wo,nans afraid of a.
mouse"
F. Q.-"Yes, that's true: but man is afraid
of the very same woman
The policeman, as he leaves the stage,
calls to a supposed partner behind the
scene, Here move that funeral out of the
way and let those boys play marbles!'
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Now and then a theatrical enterprise is
developed of such magnitude that trans
portation from the theater where it was
originally produced appears impossible.
Yet there seems to be nothing which the
enterprise of the modern theatrical pro-
ducer, combined with the energy of the
modern railway, cannot accomplish. Ben
Hur' was looked upon as altogether too
ponderous to be carried from city to city,
but it is now on it's way to Washington.
Klaw & Erlanger have not been satisfied
with their achievements with Ben Hur,
but have produced in THE Sleeping Beauty
and the Beast a spectacle which may be
accepted, from all reports, as eclipsing
anything in scenic way that the Amer1-
can stage has produced This enterprise is
of such magnitude that there is no possi-
bility of its getting out of New York this
season. The proprietors evidently sub
scribe to the theory that New York's reg
ular theater patronage comes largely from
the transient population, and THE Sleeping
Beauty and the Beast is being advertised
in a number of the larger cities. including
Washington, for the information of people
who may make a visit to Gotham.
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On the occasion of the initial production
of Alice of Old Vincennes," with Virginia
Harmed in the title role, at Cleveland re-
Gently. an extraordinary incident occurred
wholly without precedent in theatrical an
nails. On the fall of the curtain on the third
act there were several calls for both Miss
Harmed and the author. After Miss Harmed
had come forward and bowed her acknowl-
edement Mr.. Rose, the dramatiSt. appear
ed and made 4 short speech in the course
of which he euiogized the late Preside mt
Mckinley toward whose monument the
gross receipts of the evening were to be
given. Mr. Rose next referred to the dead
novelist, to whom he expressed himself as
altogether indebted for the inspiration OF
the GTamatiZation then in performance In
an adjacent box. in deep mourning. sat the
widow of the novelist and her family, much
a ted hV Roses words
turn of Mr.. Rose behind the curtain the
musicians in the orchestra all stood up ana
at once began to play Nearer. My God. to
Thee" the entire audience silently rising
with almost the first bar and on the last
note as reverently resuming their seats,
many Of them in tears. even the men
among the number. 1t was an episode as
rtmarka BILE il was pathetic, and certain
ly the first time that air of so religious
and reverently reminiscent a nature had
ever been Incorporated into public enter
tainment with whole audience as the seri-
Gus actors.
The many friends of William Morris in
this city will be panied to learn of his re-
cent bereavement in the death of his little
son. Lloyd. The death occurred on the 26th
ult:mo, and was caused by diphtheria.
Lloyd was with his father here during the
run of the William Morris Stock Company
at the Columbia Theater.
1t occurred recently. to David BelaScO, on
seeing published in a New York newspaper
a touching poem by a wel-known actress.
that his own star, David Warfield, was not
getting fair recognition of his versatilities
If there is any leading actress on the
American stage who at one time or another
has not posed as a poet, her name is not
down at the theatrical agencies on Broad
way. The other day Warfeld suggested to
Belasco that there should have been in
cluded in his contract a clause to the eff
feet that free publicity should be given his
skill as rhymer- Consequently the follow
ing is submitted in the serious contention
that no poet who is at present concealing
his worth beneath the guise of an actor
can equal the classical Warfield in point of
versatility. .-..- -. ..s.. --.-s..s
In the first place he is-in literature. as
upon the stage-a tenderly. sympathetic
student of mature. The following shows
how closely he is in touch with the living
throbbing actualities of the great metropo-
lie. Competent critics in the literary field
have characterized these lines as a verit-
able pastel
By the side of barrel Harlem's high HILL
Without any hat his head
Young Timmy Mccarthy sat eating his fill -
From large dusty loaf If dry bread.
But goat who was iunchins ON hoop skirts hard by
Came and tumbled him into the gutter
Ard remarked, with wink of his other wise eye
You neglected to call for the butter.
Could anything be more true to life or
more striking? One might find a dozen SER
mons concealed within the subtIety of this
touching word-picture. Were it impossible
| to quote further from the poetic works of
! David Warfield his fame might safely rest
upon the above achievement. But his
thoughts run in many channels. Not only
| has nature frequently inspired him to song,
| but among his other writings may be dis
covered broad. practical philosophy that
makes him look at things as they are Here
for instance. is a world wide truth simply
| but finely phrased:
1t may seem paradoxiaaI
Ii may not seem quite true:
II seems ridiculous o me-
II may seem to you.
Yet It's fact none dispute,
Be he wise clown