The Birmingham age-herald., 1912-10-19

Know any Irsh?" the City Editol asked me yesterday arternoon
 People or language?" l asked quizzi cally
 "Talk,' he replied.
 "Cead mile faethel" quoted proudly He shook his head.
 I'm afraid the repetition of A Thou sand Welcomes wouldn't hold up the con versation long" he smiled. Tt might gr on all right for a sentence or two, but il you kept repeating it, your Irish friend might think you were making fun oi him, and-well, they do awful things 1T Ireland to people who are suspected oi coming The Irish butcher is one o the highest dgnitares in the land and when they want to show him especia honor, they hand over couple of peo- pie to him to decapitate."
 Gee! but that sounds spook-yi' groaned, and then I mustered up a loi of would be courage" and said:
 I'm not afraid of any Irishman alive and if you want me to interview one, I'd just as soon as not!''
 "Well, be nice and don't try to fighi him when you get there. It's too hot foi a tragedy" said the City Editor, and with wave of his nice. affirmative hand, he bade me get my things on and proceed to call upon the young Irish tenor, MT Fiske o'Hara, the Star of "The Rose of Kildare
 He's young, handsome, brilliant, re- ported as being lovely 10 ladies and married.
 'Whatter recommend as Short, my friend Short McCabe would say" l ejac- ulated and began to "prImp' up so thai I might make some sort of an impression Even if it wasn't anything better thar a good bad one, for that's better thar none at all
 Honestly, Angel Faces, as l sat there in the Palm Room at The Hillman l was scared stiff at the idea of meeting a man who was a ''ravmg beauty" ant "a Matinee Idol" and all that. But be- fore had time to mediate upon the situa- tion very long. the most musical ane charming voice I've ever heard was say ing
 Were you waiting for MT. O'Hara?" Pledge you my word, when l looked ur l was perfectly fabbergasted!
 I couldn't get my breath!
 couldn't even talk, and if you kno" ME, you know that that was SOME f1abbergasted! AS I glanced up I saw MT. O'Hars standing before me, and believe me, girls he's lovely! -. Graceful and straight as an arrow, witf the prettiest blue eyes and the sweetest smile. and the stunningest figure tha' you ever beheld!
 He's better looking than the grandes' picture I've ever seen of Kyrle BelleN or James K. Hackett.
 Tall, commanding, with the straightes nose-oh! he's lovey-and, Honest Injun don't believe if he put on scraggls mustache and a horrid beard, and 2 wicked wig, that even then he'd look like the ''Old Clothes Man" but just Prince in disguise.
 I've come to interview you" was the first thing that I could think of to say. How nice," MT. O'Hara said with g delighted laugh.
 Not DELIGHTFUL laugh, understand though it IS that, too. but it was a happy. lifting kind of laugh, like baby gives when 1t gets hold of somebody hair that it's been dying to pull for ages What shall tell you?' he went on. "Er-er-er- Are you really married?' asked.
 .sYes. I'm married and quite happy 
 Irish Tenor but of course you don'' put such things in interviews, do you! Marriage, I believe is considered to be quite handicap on the stage, though I'm sure I don't see why 1t should bel
 .'Neither do l." said l, except oi course, if you are a Matinee Idol. the girls hate like everything to know that you are all spoken for and parceled of and all that They'd rather dream beau tiful romantic dreams about being wo, by you, the way you win the Leading Lady At least I er-er- should think they'd rather. Of course. you know I'm not one, but just plain, every day news paper scribbleri"
 And I'm not an Idol, said MT OHara, 'and I pray that I shall never be- Think of all the letters an Idol must answerl''
 But his wife could do that" I sug- gested.
 Not if she's as busy as my life is