THE COURIER
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Clarence the "Royal Box."
The fourth act, however, is alarming
ly projective of happeninge. It is one
of the strongest acts I remember having
sees in any play. The first scene is in
Clarence's dressing room. The Count
ess Feben enters through a private
door Alas! Our modern dressing
rooms have no such conveniencesThe
interview is not wholly satisfactory to
Clarence; the lady assumes a patroniz
ing attitude and throws in hie face his
rival the Prince of Walee. I must say
for the Countese that she would have
been rather a gonee to have succumbed
to Mr. Ccgblan's frigid wooing. He is
an artist, that man, and endowed with
confined by the line of tho footlights,
that the effect produced by crossing
them and thiowing the action out into
the audience is tremendous, and only
the intensity of the situation eaves this
daring invasion from being inartistic.
It is only a stage trick if you will, but it
is one of the most effective and success
ful ever executed. The whole audience
cowers before that man's rage as if his
denunciation incTuded them the long
suffering plajer's revolt against the
smug, self-sitiBSed world that applauds
and patronizes and despises him.
The last act is as simple and calm as
the fourth was stormy. The blonde
an intelligence above most of his fellows Countess proves herself utterly un
and fine sensibilities, but he 1b icy and worthy of even a passion below zero.
no mistake. While Clarence is pouring Clarence is arrested and remarks that
out impassioned words in a manner en he doesn't care, for even an actor must
thusiastic but quite passionless. Count have a "real trial and go to a real prison."
Feleen and the Prince are announced. But tba Prince of Wales, who is a good
The Countess flees through that dear fellow though dull after the marner of
little secret door shudder, O Mr. Daly, his house and who knows his betters,
and test the walls of the Temple of steps in and dismisses the const lble,
Drama! leaving her jewelled fan be- saves Clarence from a duel with Count
bind her, which her husband promptly Felsen.and sends him to recuperate in
picks up. When the husband hasde- America with Miss Celia Pryce, who in
parted Clarence tells the Prince he is spite of frequent and vigorous rebuffs,
nervous and unstrung and begs him not haB fondly and faithfully persued him.
to go to the Countess' box tonight or it
will out him beside himself and he will
ruin the play. The Prince informs him
that he will not only see the Countess,
but that ehe will sit with him in the
I believe that this is a greater play in
some respects than "David Garrick." It
is not so emooth and well finished, but
it's dramatic effects are stronger, its
those whose relation to royalty are ques
tionable. He goes out and the stage
manager comes in to say that the cur
tain baa been rung up.
"Then ring it down ! " shouts Clar
ence. "Give them their money -back '.
There will be no performance ! I won't
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The manager shrieks, pi ays, entreats, with the Venus de Milo, and a few other
but Clarence flies into a convulsion of things has really dawned upon the gen
rags and shame. He looks a very giaot eral consciousness and the public ac
ta be picks up a chair and sends it crash- cepts it as one of the things that are.
..- across the room, throwing himself But this substitution makes it necessary
down oa the couch crying "I won't play, for the actor to assume for a few mo
I won't play!" But the little boy for ments a role for which heis obviously
whose family the benefit is given kneels unfitted by nature.
to bin and tells his pitiful story, and the It is to be regretted that Mr. Coghlan
big fellow gets up, saying that mill hae emasculated the love story to such
bones must grind and it' matters very an extent, but good heavens; we have
little that their hearts break. love 6tories to burn; witne-s'The Police
The second scene is (Be remarkaole Patrol," "The Still Alarm,' "A Guilty
scene of the play. The entire theatre is Mother" and "Ihe Span of Life." But
darkened while the Prince and the to find a play that has individuality, lit
Count and Countess Feleen come out erary quality, which brings about one
and take the front box on the stage left, the bea jx and wits and genial spirits of
which is draped in red and hung with other days,-that is another matter,
the arms of England. That completes Mr. Cogtalan is the same baffling actor
the "atmosphere." The audience eeems as of old. His work has the priceless
tax away and youiancj that you have charm of a keen and discriminating in
been asleep and have awakened in tho tellect, and of an almost infallible ar
good old days of George the Third. The fistic taste, and it still lacks the brutal
curtain rises on the balcony scene in strength aiid vivid coloring of the
"Romeo and Juliet" Clarence comes on mighty earth-forces which his physiog
with the usual line, "He jests at scars nomy so strongly suggests. The lack of
who never felt a wound:'' In the box warmth in thiB big rugged fellow is quite
the Prince is bending over the Countee?, as astonishing as its terrific presence in
whispering in her ear; her eyes are on the fragile person of Mrs. Fiske.
him, not on poor Romeo. On the stage At any rate, we owe Mr. Coghlan
is Clarence, stumbling through hie lines, much gratitude for giving ub a play eo
feia back turned squarely to his poor replete in intellectual interest, so strong
Juliet, his eyes fastened upon the royal in execution, not glaringly historical nor
box. The Countess laughs, looking up
into the Prince's eyes; Clarence, on the
stags, stops short in his speech. The
stage manager rushes on the stage in
despair, poor deserted Juliet sighs "Ro
meo, Romeo," to relieve the situation.
Romeo tears off his wig and cloak and
rashes down to the footlights:
"Away all of you ! I am not Romeo, I
am James Clarence ! That man in the
box there is the Prince of Wales, and
are hw toots ana women are ms
romantic, yet one which has all the
finer suggestions and seductions of ro
mance, and through which the stately
Muse of History speaks in those sub
dued and melancholy numbers which
lull the soul to dreams like the refrain
of an old song.
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Is all it takes, if you leave Lincoln on
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he throws his arm across his face and
falls back into the arms of the dis
tracted Montagues and Capulets, falls
stiff and stark at full length, that huge
fellow, like a man struck bylightening,
and lies there uttering that horrible
laughter wile the curtain goe3 down.
The acter's work has been so rigidly
reclining chair cars runs solid to Chi
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royal box. reserved only for royalty and dramatic spirit more intense. It lacks -
the warm human interest, the mellow
classic flavor of "Garrick," but, dramat
ically speaking, it is more effective.
In "Edmond Kean" the Shaksperian
scene used was from "Hamlet." Mr.
Coghlan has rightly judged that the
balcony scene from "Romeo and Juliet''
will be a oi e popular. That scene, along
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"Popper," said Willie, "why did you
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Willis.
"Did you need it?"
"Of course I did."
"Then I need a top coat to play tops
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Marie Jess says that she will not
cross the water again this year unless
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Estelle Dear, dear! Why so?
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Eve Stop punching me, Adam.
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