The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, November 18, 1900, Page 3

B8Y GENEVIEVE. GREEN A BUSY LONDON STREET L% i ! I tanf b NEFVER] o e e e b , T w" T SLLELL ELYS i) HERE THACKERAY STARVED FOR AWHHLE sected Love with sharp tools ized s construct with mi- She t, she planned, she she il Juliet be- S to her. Ah, there s it, she had discover- a sh sare’s hidden intent € nothing te do but to render r interpretation and become immortal he and her views presented themselves before the manager and he, “What, you to play Why, look : fat, you are ® matrol I doubt not d the character, hut d the woman looked woman, are e her dream. During b say- ysis she had lost the pathetic, girnood necessary for Juliet. Even now, the old-tim say that she can give the best of them ards and spades on the interpretation of this part, yet to-day she o0 pick up an engagement at “Pov- erty Corner” to do dowager parts In cheap melodrama. _ Bitter, bitter frony! The pretty bakery girl across the way handing out buns and coffee to nungry clerks could well look the part of Jullet! But “Poverty Parade” is not made up entirely of “has beens,” nor yet of those who never will be. Many of the most conspicuous characters are actors who could hardly be called unsuccesstul, but who in popular parlance are simply said to be “resting.” When the late summer brings in its train a general closing of the Thesplan shutters, when the last of the London season’s theatrical successes has glven up the ghost and the touring companies one by one have been disband- ed, then is “Poverty Parade” the most replete and the most melancholy, swelled as it is to startling proportions by the presence of players who are “resting.” Alas! @ mournful “rest” it is. The actor- manager and the affluent star hie them- rner” the man with the and the old top hat, who to me as a celebrity of s ope who in the olden echoes of famous o}d ter of Marc Antony, e greatest compassion n ungster, although pale whose look was one of rebel- the world that refused to give For surely it is more to to be. The un- elimb toward unexplored cannot picture as a circum- 1 with the madness and ing away from helghts t once have been attained. At “Pc a woman hangs out these bright September days who years efo had hoped to thrill th~ world as the ideal Juliet. Hers was to have been an intellectual interpretation. She studied passionate kisses with all tue scientific enthusiasm of Pasteur dlagnosing rables, ara ey Gespair of slip verty Corner” selves to the lakes and mountains of Switzerland or ‘~ the heather-scented moors of Scotland, but such luxury is not to be dreamed of by the actor of “Poverty Corner. The salary received during his months of labor would not have been suf- ficlent to tide him over this unwelcome period of “rest” even were he cut on the economical plan, which, as everybody knows. is not frequent in the profession. Translating the word ‘“resting” into “looking for an engagement,” remember- ing that protracted idleness in the case of the humble player wholly dependent upon his fitful saiary means inevitabie hardship and privation, and bearing in mind that for every post he seeks there will be at least a dozen applicants as good as himself, It becomes easy to un- derstand the ed, drawn, anxious look upon the face of the man and, worse of the woman who has the misfor- tune to be “resting.” I have recently read of a proposed actors’ congress, whereat all questions affecting the interests of theatrical managers and the profession at large might be discuss- ed, with particular emphasis on the “so- clal ~tatus” of the histrion, the means of training him to a greater degree of ef- ficlency and the necessity of impressing upon him the obvious advantages of econ- omy and thrift. These, I thins, were the panaceas suggested for moderating the trials of actors and actresses. Like Tom Sawyer's wart cure, it all “sounds good” and yet it seems to me that “social stat- us” would not prove’ a very interesting topic to discuss at “Poverty Corner.” In- deed, “Corned Beef and Cabbage Made Easy” or *“Baked Beans Within the Reach of AlL,” I doubt not would strike & more responsive chord in this particular region. Of course, the habits of economy and thrift might well be encouraged, but even here it is as useless :s it s easy for wne comfortable, successful individual, THE SUNDAY CALL. 3 e ——————— when the «ame old thing in flesh and blood goes on unceasingly? At “Poverty Corner” perhaps there are no David Gar- ricks, no Mrs. Siddonses, no great gen- fuses, in fact, but there are at least men least like violets, no matter how much it mway be attenuated, so that the rule does lerable not work both ways. Many stenches may be transfok able perfumes by suffici e on Iaunt O ]hlfi)cn;)plo;)ed A?:tons happy In an income of ten thousand a vear, omy and thrift” to a man with ten dol- lars a week. Years ago Charles Kean, that great light of the British stage, in pleading the cause of a theatrical fund painted this sad picture of the “little ac- tor’s fate" fessional life,” he wrote, “and more par- ticularly in the actor's end independence are achieved only by the fortunate few, while the laborious but deserving many toil on in the ranks, earn- ing with difficulty a subsistence for the present and utterly unable to lay by any provision for the future, sald that the disciples of Thespis are uni- versally thoughtless There are many who have never had an to ANWAY OVER LONDON BRIDGE AMID THE ¢ RATTLE AND ROAR OF UNCEASTNG TRAFFIC i BEEsa: o -y S THE STRAND In the opportunity of laying in store. By cease- less study and long experience only c the actor hope to master the difficu of his art, and before his mental facult have attained their full physical powers are on warn him that he can his own conceptions. meridia the decl no longer execute He must the even eave r 4 .A . et ey, Wb 7 ¢ o S ) v . Fa g - St - IN THE Busy HEART OF UNTHINKING LONDORN fleld to younger candidates and retire Into solitude and oblivion, too often with but little to console him in the remembrance of the past, no comfort in the privations of the present and scarcely a ray of hope from the darkness of the future.” Every vieitor to London of a certaln sentimental temperament loves to wander through the busy old streets ana to people them with celebrities of the past. In this old house Thackeray starved for a while, there “poor old Goldsmith™” ate his heart out with chagrin and disappointment, and here Milton from out his melancholy darkness evolved ‘Paradise Lost.”” No- where else on earth do the shades of abused, disappointed genius cry out so Joudly as in London. And yet why waste one's time and symoathy with shades preach “o principles of ‘‘econ- operation the air, “In the long struggle of pro- life, distinction Let it not be and improvident, NEAR POVERTY CORNE drs violets except at the As this perfume, disseminated through becomes stronger the peculiar violet odor becomes weaker and Is placed by the odor of raspberries. But if a bottle of pure jonon is held .to the nose the odor percelved is neither that of violets nor that of raspberries, but that of cedar wood. As a matter of fact many samples of artificial extract of violets have the odor of raspberries because the manufacturers are too liberal and cannot persuade them- selves to enough for their money. Now it is very singular that neither the odorous prin- ciple of raspberries, which has also been isolated. nor the oll of cedar smells in the A striking example is aff\ tain odorous nocturnal shall be nameless. When beasts of prey are rubbec which is then dissolv tity of water, the by: ana women wnose aspirations were lofty, £ th 1, pr whose a the stars and x tests h whose c t ¢ too fine a we < clay to mix with the sands of the gutter T ® the “unemployed t, superfluous profession.” In Queer Things in seveloped Perfumes. : led chemical senses—taste and fnt g o is well illustrated by the artificial per of this substance—the open vessel and without pro- »f the odor m = n A 1 w t wimming, would almos 1 ra ment. He w e will ¢ upset ular face of the rock he will not g to be ca; tween th where he ing caught him from some over water, he incon fast as he can. This incarnate nightmare of a reptile, the swims ashore as living upon seaweed, and Incapable of beginning ot the harmirg a living creature, is, perhaps, _ as perfect an example 3 proof as ex of the fallacy of dgment merely on appearan T~ The appear of all fine gems is im- proved by gaslight. A perfect emerald, desoite Its color, which in anything else would turn to a bluish hu intensified in brilllancy of c by arti cial light. The blue sapphire, though darkened, remains true to its color, as by daylight. The alexandrite is the only gem that changes, turning from a dark olivine to a brilllant blood red by candle or gas Aght. ance . 1s only give their oustomers little —_—— London’s yearly milk supply is over 2,- 000.000 gallons.