The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-03-12

eminently satisfactory.
 Miss Tanguays support Is said to be Ia psrttcuraty fine one. containing among It's list of principals many play CTS of note, and chorus which has repeatedly been commended for its fn- tslligent interpretation of the musical |score of this latest musical play from the pens of Gustav Kerker and Harry |B. Smith.
 LaWrence Barrett in Private Life. In The Theatre Magazine for March the late Lawrence Barrett's daughter
 (Mrs. Edith Barrett Williams) pays an eloquent tribute to the actor and
 father. She writes:
 Our home at Cohasset was simple, but my father loved 1t dearly and it
 has many memories of men known and loved by the world. There. William
 Warren, who, in my fathers youth, had given him his first theatrical help, was an honored guest until his death. and the spare room was for many years called the Warren room" My fathers
 .'den" picture of which appears here. was an assembly place for all. The walls were lined with books and me- mentoes of the stage and dear friends, and hung with portraits of actors and statesmen. There each evening we would all gather to hear my father read, or tell of his plans for the fu- ture, or else Stuart Robinson or Will lam Crane y(both of whom lived across the harbor) would drop in and then the
 stories would come fast and furious. Edwin Booth invariably spent part of his summer vacation with us Of his | lifelong friedship with my father and their business connection I need not | dwell upon. as 1t Is known to all. but l cannot refrain from mentioning my fathers devotion for the great traged. ian and of our Lawrence Barretts |children's) love. second only to that for our father. for him. remember one evening that we had been making a fearful noise. playing battle-door and |shuttlecock. My father turned to MT. Booth and said. Med. does that noise bother your And in the most resigned
 voice possible. MT. Booth answered,
 No. Lawrence, I am used to 1t now"
 Poor man. he loved us so much that he had schooled himself to stand our
 noise rather than spoil our fun. My
 father always kept a boat of some sort
 and on the Breeze" the last yacht he
 owned. he was always to be seen at
 his best. When on the water he seem-
 ed ten years younger, and would laugh,
 joke and romp with us, just like a boy.
 He also enjoyed his horses, and drove
 daily with my mother. He was an
 omniverous reader and, when not out
 of doors. was always to be found with Ia book either in his "den" or on the
 piazza. He kept up a voluminous cor
 respondence, and have in my possess
 sion many valuable letters to him from
 Browning, Tennyson and other famous
 writers which I hope one day to give
 to the public. Browning's letters are
 especially interesting, for they show
 a deep regard and respect for my
 father. and gratitude for his help in
 producing the Blot on the 'Scutcheon,"
 which. 1t will be remembered. my fath-
 CT presented for time. The play was
 an artistic success, although it never
 paid expenses. and yet Browning was
 so pleased with this artistic triumph
 that he said in one of his letters. Had
 Macready been a Barrett, should have
 been a dramatist." This was an ack-
 of my fathers assistance
 in preparing the great poem for stage
 presentation. There are other instances
 of the same kind which lack of space
 alone prevent my entering upon here.