New-York tribune., 1918-07-07
Getting Together Agar,

snow. We knew Miss Bates quite we'll
1our years ago, when we would an
actress be. We had carried her parasol
Tor whole season in "The Darling of
the Gods" and we learned all of her
speeches in the vain hope that some
night her car would break down and
the stage manager would call for vol
unteers and we would go on and cover
ourself with glory. Nothing of the
sort happened, however, and David
Belasco didn't recognize US as an en-
bryonic star, and SO, because, un-
fortunately, one must live, we became
journalist. Thus it happens that
often we go to interview celebrities
whose train we have carried in the old
days.
We told Miss Bates all about this
right away and how good it was to talk
it over with her. "My, but l did have
a nice lot of 'Darlings' in that play,
didn't I? One of the girls I met in
Chicago recently, and she told me how
she used to carry my fan, and now she
is married to multi millionaire, be-
sides having charge of some wonderful
war organization out there. Another
one of the girls is writing splendid
stuff for the magazines, and still an
other is a star.
"Oh, but l do want to go over, and
there doesn't seem to be any place for
me. would give my life to be able
to do something, anything, but l know
that they do not need me over there.
AS a nurse l am complete failure;
the boys do not need any more enter
tainers, and what can I do? know
that it is just form of conceit, q
purely selfish desire to be in it. I
want to be able to say to my grand
children: You should have seen me in
the year we licked the Germans! Why,
I was one of those who stopped them
at the Marne.' And Miss Bates gave a
funny imitation Of toothless old
woman
aren't our boys the dearest things
and did you ever see such wide-eyed
righteousness? Not one of them looks
over three years old, particularly the
sailors. I want to kiss every sailor I
see" We don't blame Miss Bates for
that; also, it is rather nice for the
sailors
"Do you know" she continued, shat
the first act of our show means moth
ing at all to those infants? They havo
no conception of what the triangle sig
nifes- They smile simply and think
they are looking at nice lady who
plays the piano and whose husband
goes to WAL. The other man is a
friend, or possibly her brother, whom
she is urging to enlist Of course, that
first scene isn't of much importance"
"Oh, isn't it," we exclaimed "Why
it gives you a chance to wear the most
gorgeous evening gown we ever have
seen" The gown in question is silver
and black brocade, with diamond cor
sage, and when Miss Bates makes her
entrance through the velvet curtains
at the back of the stage she is glori-
GUS looking creature!
We told her SO, and she sighed and
said: eyes, isn't it sad. In my old
age have deteriorated into a beauty!
Or at least there is no chance Of my
ever being one, but I'm trying to be
that's the sad part Of it. In an evil
moment some one said to me: blanche,
you're a beauty in the first act. With
your hair marcelled and done up like
that and with that figure you are
wonderful That was all needed. I
started ON my career of beautifying,
and now my time is spent between the
theatre, my war work and my beauty
parlors.
"Do you remember the old days of
The Darling? How I used to 60 to