Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-02-01
Loves to Bring Out Splendid
Light and Shade of Charac-
ter She POrtrays.
DESCRIBES LIFE BEHIND
SCENES WITH MANSFIELD
Says She Found His RACES Were
Harmless, but He Was a
Terror"
BY ADELINE STANLEY cARRIcK.

uKT ISIS ROCKWELL has q severe
M cold" her manager told me, as
he took me to her dressing-room at h
close of the third act of THE Barrier
last night, 80 please don't mako her
talk too much"
Imagine Interviewing a person with
out having them talk! l said nothing
to Mister Manager. but was rather in
clined to feel piqued. but when l en-
tered the room and met my victim l
quietly removed the chip from my
shoulder and slowed it down deep in
my pocket-all women like to refer to
their pockets, even though they dare
not defy Dame Fashion by wearing
them-because the little lady was quito
full of conversation, which she de-
livered In a tone that tried hard to be
a whisper.
isn't this cold dreadful! i was
afraid I'd not be able to play, and
have had strict orders not to speak
between the acts. Can you notice my
hoarseness very much? I'd feel ter
ribly IL l couldn't play my Newark
opening night, because I've been here
SO many times. and Newark people
seem to like me. They do, don't they?"
She placed her hand to her throat,
wrapped her scarf more closely around
her shoulders and waited anxiously for
my reply.
Miss Rockwell "Bcams."
Indeed they do" / assured her,
~whereupon she beamed. and we began
10 lilo o1l> nkIA,. x,nr,, x,..oh tnJ5
her of an excellent, old-fashioned rem
edy for coughs, and she asked me to
let her have the prescription. She told
me about her mother being a physician,
and l told her how / came to get that
splendid recipe. In about two minutes
more we would have begun to talk
fashions. and from fashions it would
have been but a step to the men, and
then there would have been no story
today, for neither of us would ever
want our really real opinions of the
men to get into print.
Dear, dear" / scolded, as we waxed
chummy, this is not an interview at
all. Well have to do better"
Miss Rockwell sat up straight,
glanced in fife mirror n patted her
black locks.
Lets talk about my part she be-
gan with a little laugh. Isn't il a
splendid one? I've never had one ]
liked better, and that's really some
thing to say, when a person has acted
since she was a little girl. This
'Necia' appeals to me every minute.
There she is in that wild camp. believ-
ing hat she's a half breed and con-
stantly feeling an unrest of which she
knows not the meaning, but which is
really her pure white blood fighting for
recognition. Little refinements are
hers by instinct, but they only serve
to puzzle her. The real awakening
comes when she falls in love. Then.
with all her splendid vitality, she real
ICES that she's white, even In the pres
ence Of the squaw she calls mother
1t is the splendid light n shade of
her thai / love to bring out. j hope l
do it WE'LL" Miss Rockwell sighed a
little wistfully as she paused for
breath.
II like your portrayal very. very
much" said I, honestly, particularly
when you let Necia's very active
of humor assert itself wen in the
midst of her deepest grief"
Impossible to Crush Her.
YES, yes" exclaimed Miss Rockwell,
eagerly, I'm glad you noticed that.
You see, she's just q young, vigorous
girl, whom it would be impossible to
crush in a day. No matter how sincere
was her woe, she couldn't sink her per-
sonality completely before 1t, like an
older person might, could she?"
/ shook my finger at her. You're