New-York tribune., 1911-11-26

clap, People applaud CarccSSly, without
thinking, and often as the result OF the STIR
ring Of some surface emotion; but they hiss
only when they have been stirred down &c
the bottom Of their feelings. This IS on the
same principle that it is easier to smile than
to frown. and easier to talk than to remain
silent. The hiss sounds, and reveals the
dcepness Of the fighting blood; applause dis.
closes merely momentary qualification.
But some Of the sinccreSt tributes to and
relative condemnations of my vlllalny have
been revealed in other forms than kissing
Some years ago | was playing the wicked
schoolmastcr with that distinguished artist
Madam Ianauschck in Leah. At the enc
Of the play. where Leah recognizes the rasca
and dcnounccs him, he draws long knife anc
starts toward the woman. He Is seized by
the villagers and drops the weapon, which
falls at Lcah's feet. She picks it up, and as
she approaches him with arm uplltted
ready to strike, hcsltateS for a moment. In
one city where we were playing a man seated
i'm the second row OF the orchestra became Sc
excited at this period that he yelled out
"Givc il 10 him, Leah, He deserves 1t. Kill
him. curse him." Madam Janauschek was
so disconnected at the interruption that the
curtain had to be rung down. But II
could have found the man who had done the
shouting and had thus paid me an unlntcn-
tional tribute. should have shaken hishand
On another occasion, when playing the
villain in the famous mclOdrama - ne
World. in Baltimore at 4 Saturday mat
ince. was involved in like incident. The
hero Of the play was Harry Crisp, brother
Of the then Speaker Of the House in Wash
ington. Crisp, in his heroic and enviable
role, was reclining in an armchair in the
fourth act reading paper, totally unmnd-
full of the fact that VILLAIN that | was!-
had designs upon him. | was creeping
noisclessly along the carpet with my eyes
rivcted on my victim, at the same time
saturating a handkerchief | was carrying
with chloroform. | crawlcd nearer, nearer,
nearer The audience was watching the
scene intently and waiting in the vain hope
that the hero would turn in time and foil me.
lust as | got back of the hero and was about
to spring upon him, a woman in the balcony
cried out. Lookout. For Gods sake, look
out. He's behind your chair By that
time, however, | had done the dastardly
deed and Crisp, pretending not to notice
the Interruption fell back hclplcssly in his
chair in accordance with the demands OF the
manuscript. \ loud "Oh." from the woman
in the balcony drew the attention of the
audience to her again, and have always
felt sure that if an usher had not rushed
down TO quiet her with an explanation that
il was all make believe, she might have har-
bored the stage crime against me for life.
DROBABLY the most exciting adventure
that fell 10 a stage villain lot in this
country carries my name on its record. II
occurred years ago, when | was playing
Burke the rascal, in Jules Verne's "Voy.
ayers Of the Southern Seas" in Chicago, and
it came very near costing me several broken
bones As the villain | was left alone on a
deserted island at one point in the play with
the Captain Of the expedition and his child
The Captain had tloggcd me after had in
dulgcd in a drunken orgy, and | was aching
las per manuscript for my revenge
Accordingly, as the first step in my cam
paign 10 get even, | seized a hatchct and de-
molishcd the Captain makcshift hut Still
not satisfied and still thirsty for more re-
ycngc, graspcd my weapon more firmly and
began proving about in search of the object
of my hatred. | wore q black beard and
long shaggy black mu,tachc, and | made a
l,Yutttul l,tl.tru .lt...irf.r ,f rascal indeed