The morning journal-courier., 1908-01-29
AT LOCAL THEATERS
HYPERION.
My Mamie Rose Story of Kildare's
 Life.

Il1f. Arnold Daly, first apostle in America of England's arch-satirist, admirable actor that he is, who owes his prolnin- ence in the theater entirely to his var lous productions of show plays, has veered clear round. Last night at the Hyperion he pulled out all the tremolo stops, bore down hard on the loud pedal and played a serious motif in serious manner.
 The play was Owen Kildares re- markable book My Mamie Rose" done into play by Water Hackett in col laboration with the author. himself.
 Those who know the DOCK mus; i think of the play with a certain rever- ence, Into the pages of his beck Owen 1 Kildare wrote his life story, and be- cause it was fact and not fiction, fact told with a living, breathi ( pen. the book was one of the most M .dely read of its day.
 But this notice has to do only with My Mamie Rose" the play as 1t was given last night To the people who know 1t only as play 1t must have seemed sort of sublimated meio- drama.
 The rejuvenatlon of a man is the theme. In owen Kildares story of his life and reformation there is no cant. no preaching, no meio-dramaties.
 But the drAmatization of My Mamie Rose is a dissertation One cannot hep feeling this.
 The play Is what Ebert Hubbard would label "a peachment, Dramatic incidents which do not appear in the book have heen interpolated a number of which are threadbare tricks
 For atmosphere. (to employ literary jirgon) the dramatists have taken pas sages out of the book which are rather dangerous to offer the average audi encc.
 For example, the reciting on theii' knees of the Lords Prayer, which scene only the plaintive winsomeness of Miss Chrystal Herne and the art of Arnold Daly could save and even MT. followed. when the slugger tries to re- peat the words alone ana fails
 It took quite two acts, excellent as was the acting to the smallest bit, to create harmonious or rather sympa- thetic atmosphere, for from certain parts of the house frank laughter came sadly out of place and frequently where 1t was all far from funny,
 The dramatists have chosen a happy ending, for in the play Mamie Rose and Owen are to be married and live happily ever after, while in the book the girl dies, although every prepara- ton has been made for her wedding with the man she rescues, The play has been wonderfully well staged and is equally as well acted Every actor in the company Is a good one.
 MT Daly, in spite of the false senti- mentality of the character ne is called upon to play--for that's what the staging of the part has done for it. strikes deep. consistent, sincere note, and his finished art Is delight.
 In neat little speech last night he referred, with a sly glance toward a box at his left, to certain momentous occasion when the said box was occu- pied by certain municipal personages who had made Mir DaIy's engagement in New Haven full of exciting incl dents
 This was only the second perform ance of My Mamie Rose, he contin- ued and he hoped to bring the play back later when it could have more polished performance.
 That excellent artist, Holbrook Blinn, although he has nothing much to do in My Mamie Rose, is associat- ed with MT Daly in this production.
 Miss Helen Ware deserves more than this passing word for a genuine piece of strong characterization So. too, does Miss Florence Gerald for her bit as a drunken wretch, and Roy Fairchild for a short scene. Miss Chrystal Herne plays a most difficult part with as much distinction as could be put into it. She has low musical voice and rarely distinct enunciation in these days of affected pronunciation on the stage.
 "Rip Van Wrinkle"
 Rip Van Wrinkle" wth Thomas Jefferson in the title role. will be the offering at the Hyper:on tonight. Thcre is no actor or play hef,rs the American public today that more thoroughly de- lights the young folks, ani the old. the, for that matter, tran Thones Jefferson and Rip Van Winkle." We have en- Joyed his Rip time and time again, laughed at h's culnt sayings. and shared his sor;pwa. Our grardsG 'hcrs shared his sorrows. Our grandfathers . saw his grandfather in the same char , ac.e:. Our fs the: have t Id us af his fathers delightful Rip" and our .?e