Evening star., 1908-01-26

ing the stage door 1t was to be one OF
the illustrations of an article>showing the
various stars at the New York theaters
at this moment in their days routine
Now while Mrs. Fiske is photographed
in the various characters she plays, she
does not care for the human interest
style of photographs, which exploit the
personal side of the player. believing that
that side has the right to privacy. Conse-
quently, when the magazine in question
asked Mrs. Fiske to pose for picture at
the stage door, Mrs. F'iske asked to be ex-
cused This, it was supposed, ended the
incident but when Mrs Fiske drove to
the Lyric before the Saturday matinee she
espied from afar the hooded tripod trained
on the stage door. and the operator sweep
ing the horizon in search of her. Before
the cabmaniha made movement to stop
Mrs. Fiske signaled him to drive on, and
the cab rolled past the stage door and
around the block to the main entrance of
the theater, the snapshotter. not knowing
that his subject had escaped him.
Mrs. Fiske sought her dressing room
through the theater and from its window
she commanded a view of 42d street, with
the snapshotter still manning his camera
with the patience born of hope. 1t was
half-past = when he finally began to
scent defeat.
What time does Mrs Fiske arrive -
he asked the stage door man.
She has been here an hour" answered
that functionary. Inc first acts half
over
So the snapshotter folded his tripod and
departed and the illustrated chronicle of
how stars enter the stage door will be in
complete.
DOCKSTADER'S CLOTHES.-The au-
dience which filled the Globe Theater,
Boston. at the special matinee the day
after Christmas to see Lew Dockstader' s
minstrels almost missed Dockstader'S ap-
pearance as the President in "A Dull
Day in the White Houhe. When long
relay occurred just before the appearance
of. Dockstader in his skit Manager Will
son became disturbed and rushed back
on the stage. There Dockstader was
stamping around saying things, for his
dress clothes the very appearance OF
which eXciteS laughter, had disappeared.
His associates and stage hands rushed
here and there poking into every Granny
that might possibly hold the garments.
Dockstader was visibly depressed and had
just about given UP hope and was max
ing ready to go on for his act in the best
way he could, when one of the men en-
ployed back on the stage, who had also
been missing, came in through the stage
door. He was evidently little the worse
from tide" other than the 4uletlde.
He carried a big bundle with him. The
stage manager rushed up to him and
shouted:
Where have you been and what nave
you got there?"
The new arrival, with a "hic'' in his
voice. replied:
Twelve got Dockstader's clos"
"You have" shouted the stage man
aser Give 'em to me quick. D'you want
TO break up the show?'
He grabbed the bundle and rushed over
to Dockstaders dressing room The min
strel did not stop to make any inquiries,
but with much willing help lie hastily
donned the garments and rushed on for
his performance. When he had finished
and returned TO the dressing room he
wanted to know things. The story was
soon told The stage employe had been
invited to a masquerade in South Boston
after the performance Christmas night.
and he got the idea that he would make
a great hit BY appearing in Dockstader's 5
suit So after the others had gone he
had quietly appropriated it. He had evil
IDENTIFY had a grand time. but forgot that
there was a special matinee the next aft
ernoon, and so did not think 1T was nee
essary to make his appearance until late.
'"rhe man has been discharged" said
the stage manager
Not on your life.'' said Dockstader.
Stage hands are only human, and Christ
mas comes but once a year. That fellow
is all right. He was simply paying me a
compliment in his own peculiar way"