Los Angeles herald., 1907-06-23
NOTES BY THE
MATINEE MAN

| COCIETY women are proverbially
impolite, but 1 saw an exhibition
- at the "Tanis" matinee at the
/ Belasco last week that fairly dazed
, me. was one of the few men present
I had to go-and I sat well down in
front. Just ahead of me were Mrs.
Lewis Stone (Margaret Langham) and
Suzanne Siegel. All about them-and
me-were the SWEETEST women in town.
No orchestra .,ermitted perfect babel
between acts, but what do you suppose
was the topic of conversation?
Mrs. Stone.
Yes, every mothers daughter of 'em
her clothes, her marriage, the possi-
bility of her living happily with Mr..
Stone, the reason-Whicn none could
fathom, of course-why he should have
welded her, her artistic ability, her
hair, her eyes-everything possible of
private nature, all in the most audi
BILE tones, which clearly and incisively
penetrated her ear in all their catfish
accents. And she, poor soul, had to
sit and listen to this impertinent CAB
BILE. Miss Siegel fled; L wonder that
Mrs. Stone didn't do likewise. But
though her face colored, she bravely
held her ground
1t does seem to me that players, and
especially women players, should be
entitled to little decency, particularly
from their own sex. Miss Langham,
as an actress, was of course permis-
sible subject of comment when she was
on the stage; all players are, within
bounds. They cannot even claim eX-
clusiveness for their lives away from
the footlignts in these days of press
agent gush. But Miss Langham bade
the stage good by when she married
Mr.. Stone, and why, in heavens name,
should she not have as much privacy
now as does any other woman in a
position of retirement? Why must she
be made the subject of audible, caust1c,
nasty comment right before her very
face, as if she had no more feelings
than mummy? 1 blush for reply.
Speaking of that reminds me of an
incident that happened last week to
Richie Ling of the Californians. Ling
is not well known personally here, this
being his first visit. He stepped into
a barber shop and heard himself talked
about. Naturally he listened. Eayes-
droppers never did hear much good
of themselves; neither did Richie. The
fat barber was telling the man in the
chair that Ling wasn't 80 much"
why" said the fat barber, Il used
to be in a shop in Chicago and Ling
had the chair next to mine, and he was
a rotten barber, tool"
AS Ling cannot even shave himself
with a safety razor, the effect upon
him of this assertion may be guessed.
Anyhow, that shop has lost a customer,
Jack Blackwood has new straw hat
of the vintage of this summer. 1t
looks like a sat-upon cranberry pie with
the Juice coming out at the cracks.
That's where the ribbon goes round.
That near theatrical man, Charley
Pike, the city pass-I mean, passenger
agent of the Salt Lake, Who Is
regular habitue of theaters and the
best friend of players that the town
knows-when they want to send eX-
cess baggage away-has been missing
from his usual haunts of late. Charley
had bad attack of heart disease, ana
has been confined at home. He's about
now, and | am sure every chap about
the playhouses is glad to see his smile
again. Charley is bully fellow, and
it would be too bad If he were to de-
sert the local Rialto altogether.
Dick Ferris writes me, for the ben
eft of the deah girls, that he has a
new leading man. above six feet tall,
who is the best love-makeT- he ever
saw. Dick will bring him here in the
fall This won't prevent Dick acting