The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1909-02-25
Hero of the MAN of the Hour
Laments One Thespian
Drawback.
FOOTLIGHT FAVORITE
CAN'T TALK, HE SAYS
Nevertheless He Tells Adeline
Stanley Carrick Something
of Himself.
BY ADELINE STANLEY cARRlcK.


n ENG an actor isn't the h~oney-and-
- pie affair that we rank outsiders
are so inclined to picture. An
actor has his troubles-O. Lud, yes
just like the. ordinary. everyday, COM
worcestershire business man. AS a mat
ter of fact. the business man has it on
him in one way, for he can talk about
himself and his achievements to his
hearts content, while the first time an
actor dares to assure himself aloud that
he's not so bad in, his own particular
line the public rises up and talks of his
egotism.
Now, why hasn't an actor the right to
pride in self that is claimed by every
other man In every other profession?
Among those who would like to know
is Cyril Scott, leading man in "The Man
of the Hour" at the Newark Theatre
this week. The eternal why of things
in general is botpering him considerably
just now, but, naturally. his thoughts
centre around his profession.
"A clerk in an office, when he thinks
he deserves it, will go to the mar
higher up, talk about himself n what
he has accomplished, and then ask for
a raise" Mr.. Scott declared yesterday
q lew iIIllQlSS O6lOIe Uidlli1ct liIllt.
Nobody calls him conceited. An artist
will show you one of his favorite pic
lures, expatiate on the blendings of
color, and talk of. how much better his
methods are than those of an older
school. You do not call him an egotist.
He's only an enthusiast; perhaps a
genius.
"a musician will ask you to listen to
his latest composition. At its conclu-
sion he'll proudly tell you that he
knows it is going to live down all the
ages. You5call him ambitious and ad-
mire his devotion to his chosen life
work. It's the same way with almost
any profession or occupation. Every
man has a right to toot his own horn.
But an actor" Mr.. Scott rose in
mock righteous indignation and shrug-.
sed his shoulders at an imaginary
critic. eff an actor dares to hint thai
he thinks he's doing rather well and
ought to have a better opportunity
everybody howls in protest. He's called
swelled headed. and his friends
prophesy that there'll be NJ holding
him before long.
why. he gets it everywhere. When
q new plays read to him he's sup
pOcSu 20 dnS NSIs SSo, Sill anu no,
sir II he says much more he's liable
to be asked if he's the only one in the
east. Oh, being aneaetor is one long
dream of joy, not" he finished with a
cheerful grin.
1T isn't quite, as bad as that. he
added, noting the Amusement of yours
always. '"bRt there's a lot of truth in
1t. The actor chap catches it from
everybody. a man will come to him
with a play and insist ON reading it.
If the actor criticises ever a little the
writer dubs him thick-headed and won
ders how he got as high up as he is.
Everybody knows it all but the actor
"Everybody's writing plays just
now" he added; it's d craze. Even
the motormen are spinning them out
on their routes"
81 suppose a great many are sub
Knitted to you"
Yes, indeed, there's more than
enough for everybody. And each one
thinks his particular own is destined
to alter the one of the stage. / re-
ceived one the other day. written by a
mar who'd put a laurel wreath on
himself. Said he'd spent five years
writing it." Mr.. Scott groancd might
lily. Il sent 1t back"
Wasn't it good?"
He spent five years too many on
it,' commented Mr.. Scott. ''Of course,
we look at every play that is sent to
US. You never IA tell. Sometimes the
rawest amateur will give us a brand
new idea, and it's ideas that we're
after ~. ~
II should think that actors could
write good plays" said I. @They know
all about the practical side and the
difference between the acceptable and
the ridiculous"
''They do. often" Mr.. Scott folded
his arms. Some of our greatest plays
have been written by actors. But
every actor cannot write, any more
than every writer can act.
If we could only put a rope around
that indefnable thing that makes for
a plays success, and hold it tight, the
world would be ours. That intangible
elen1ent of attractiyeness that you feel
I