Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1924-01-02
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During the long walk back to the
ferry she talked with a certain ex-
element, But 1t was all Of the
woods OF Austria, the carefully
tended woods with their leaping
stays, their winding paths wher,
no trolley-cars overladen with com
muters rushed shrieking by, their
enchanting vistas with a green lake
at the end, or a monastery, or
castle on a lofty rock She told
him Of the river Inn roaring through
its gorges, with its solitary mills.
its clustered old villages huddled
at the foot of the heavy silent
woods and forgotten by the world
The millers were all old men now,
no doubt, and the poor villages in
habited only by women and chill
dren. Or blinded and broken men
who had dragged themselves back
from the war to exist where they
once had given life and energy to
that quiet valley of the Inn. If this
made her sad for a moment it was
purely an impersonal sadness, and
when they parted on the New York
side of the ferry Clayering had for
gotten his doubts and went, back to
his work with a light heart and an
untroubled mind.
The play was almost finished,
and its chances for swift produc-
ton were far greater than Is usual
ly the case with the new adven-
turer into the most inhospitable Of
all fields of artistic endeavor Adj
rian Hogarth, who had a play on
Broadway every year, and EdW
Scores, who had recently exchanged
the esteem of the few for the en-
thusiasm of The Public. had read it
act by act and given him the prac-
teal advice he needed. A dramatic
critic always believes he knows
more about plays than any one else
until he attempts to write one, but
Clayering, at least, if not unduly
modest, was too anxious to succeed
not to welcome all the help he
could get.
They even "sat in" with him dur
ing the final revision, and the dis
Eute was hot over the last act, an
act 50 daring in technique they
were loath to believe that even
Clavering, whose striking gifts
they had always recognized, could
put It over" Moreover, there was
only one. woman on the American
stage who could act it and that
was Margaret Anglin. If it didn't
appeal to her he might as well dock
It. The younger actresses clever
as some OF them were. had SO far
given olevidence of sustained emo
tiOnal power.
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