The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, April 5, 1903, Page 46

16 THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL UNDAY., APRIL 5, 1903 PLAYFES SIC. FOI OLK_-o" f'm' Tflf‘j P‘-% filMCéXHNIDJEIJ'flfl%TL\OA}"{ - < —= e MISS ROSE COGHLAN TALKS IN MOST MERRY HUMOR OF HER INTERESTING STAGE CAREER. | & S ey o by Methfessel Drawn from L H. B re. J. M ES s — _— ——— —— SRR 4 A o AUECIANY — - -5 i e R e Charles Coghlan, Frederick de Belleville ferson. | was the leading lady at the home folks all the comforts of a palace. [ on her irre to.sce me life and more Tanquerays to conquer I ard ¥ t and John T. Sullivan—you know him? Adelphi Theater 1 most unearthly can’'t sit down now. you know. I have a at a popular . aent home trying némber a book z ‘ f “Your husband? Is it — hful age. I've played with dear. old mother 81 years of and she rather “We shatl nd haven't beside that Miss Coghlan told me, and vest. In t rog f “No, it isn't Mrs. J. T. Sullivan re- 8Bamuel Phelps in *The Twelfth Night' in looks to n Then my dead sist ft me we, Mis 2 wis er big. warm, handshake still ting- t 5 2 . A a . t plied 1o my unspoken query—she Manchester and with Charles Matthews a garling legacy of a boy 6 ve old—his Look how we crowded the Grand Op In_ - Saagasy o § Soletes by Myn. & Bart way of replying before you t his last performance. 1 played Lady Mellin's and boots take buying, you Know. ... joica 1o nce O'Nen.” 1 sald. and : . as ac ade s, Mar P e Sullivan and 1 separated because he Macbeth when 1 was 19, to Barry Sulli- And there is my little girl—don't you ke poactfully. “And now Charles Frohman Mrs. Patrick Campbell’s ¢ t at Meac \,‘ Y M tired of supporting me—l mean, the: van's Macbeth.” her?"” « going to present Miss O Neil in ‘Ma the Columbia Theater, that s Clara & . cally,” Miss hlan bubbled. “It was al- *“You began o play—"" 1 thought of the cool, flower-like Eilean perh an Brosdway.” morrow evening, Is of the thing telle We ways ‘Rose Coghlan ported by John 1 “When I was 14. One of my first Amer- of Miss Coghlan's adopted daughter and No." said Mis IRELTY SRR A% DUMENY fhe ;o YR iy Sullivan,’ and he decided that he too jcan engagements was with the elder said, heartily, *Ye w1t the paper.” I inaisted distir ed of English actresses, with William C. ¢ a N a £00d Lo be Simply a supporting actor. Per- Sothern in ‘An American Cousin.’ 1 came “She’s just like that off the stage.”" her +No matier,” she said, “Charles Froh. 4 senre and personality equally piguant, who ha . he is.” out here to the California, by the way, mother remarked. 'l took her when she pnan denies it. Miss O'Nell is to appear Mrs. Campbell’s coming has aroused an some g 2 ad a breath here to flash in a remem- in old Maguire’s days, on a year's con- was six:weeks old. She doesn't like (he in ‘Macbeth® at the Ierald-square Thea- INterest of the deepest sort. Her plays, heard in Sa Ca g brance of Daudet's “Artists’ Wives.” tract But I didn’t like it then, and stage. We have had rather a hard experi- ter, but under McKee Ranxim’s direction; Ner ways. her art, her gowns even, have also to honor Oakland Which was Rose Coghlan? But she was made it up with Maguire after six weeks cnce the last few weeks. b wouldn't do You like her ilready filled space to a significant b saying— to let me g back to New York. After that kind of a thing again—four matinees Very mueh_possibly best, 1 think, after It is remembered that the part I was really the first person to intro- that 1 went to Wallack's, where T was a week—for $000 a week. Imagine a man- an. as Hedda Gabler.” of Paula Tanqueray was created for he 1 duce the all-star cast, paid four or five leading lady for elghteen years—comedy, ager sitting In his office and coolly plan- * thought of bringing -Ghosts' out,” that her Magda is une of the famous con- b big salaries for one production. I never stly, you know—Rosalind, Lady Teazle, ning out that kind of inquisitional tor- said Miss Coghlan ceptions of the famous ch er, that 1 two concep- cared, you know, to be the only pebble tharine and the usual things.” ture! You can't play a thing like Tan- And why - her gowns—to fall in with the multitude— 1. There is on the beach, and every flash of th “How did the vaudeville happer qu ¥ twice a day for days together “I was too ill—those deaaty matinees,” are famously characteristic as those v be. The woman's big, bluff, honest- eyes con- “Speculation,” the actress flashe: hen. travel nights, and do either it or yourself she said. “Do vou know I would rather Bernhardt. Her repertoire includes tk czpaci- firmed her statement. “When I look dag- she slowed down, and said: “I wish you justice.” act Sunday nights!™ then clapped her new Sudermann play, “Es Lebe das Le- And one gers or love at a person, I want to get would say I was in vaudeville for @ = “And Rosalind doesn't like the stage hand in horror to her mouth—and there ben,” translated by Edith Wharton, and r ange of the wom- the look back, not a blank stare. If it is very short time. Keith gave me $1000 a even after that?" is much more of the Paula Tanqueray under the title of “The Joy of Living ) She may be not a very good part I still want the most week for some weeks—as long as I would “I wanted her to g0 (0 New York,” und suggestion than that about her, =~ “to be given all of this week. The next rring of ¥, may have made of it. If there is little to s I stay—1 wanted the money, and’ there you Miss Coglhan’s fate softened into a big. shouldn’t, though, you know. I'm a Cath- Wwee programme_includes for the first s but one, sir'—it want it all felt—only when you feel your- are.” motherly - tenderne “But she says so olic balf “The Second Mrs. T ray,” cem much to matter. I find new self can you make your audience feel,: ‘“What's the difference? she went on, long as she has to be on the stage she it isn't unlucky. is it?” for the rest “Magda Aunt Jea i Paula every night ort of mental telegraphy, you know. clipping my sapient comment in its birth. thinks she will be better off with me. h, there's nothing unlucky. Yes, but s0ie.” a new comedy by £. F. B sa a good Tanqueray,” I in- You don't need to be talking to be acting. *But, after 1 wish you could have seen Charles there isa m so. Mr. Coghlan's back. He could act anything not infr there is a difference. sculine grip on the situs juent with Miss ( How does that little gown of hers look? | here is, though. Do you know.” and Miss author of “Dodo”—it is to be hopec zot it in Denver ghlan's cyes grew very: large indeed, th® way, that it is better than that he? Please ghlan. I~ “It looked like Par I vowed. “Those *in ‘Peg Woffington,' the part of Triplet fortunately still extant bird M ng man, only touching 30, e truly have found it a little difficult to get combinations of violet—"" is truly unlucky and L never thought of it The Joy of Living” was originally e does very promising work. “Charles Coghlan was your brother, buck to my old footing. When you have — “Oh, | meant the blue,” the actress until the other day. I've played it with duced about a year ago in Berlin. It . idiences would all subscribe and you are English,” I wedged in. been on the vaudeville stage the variety said. Then, smiling, whispered: “There's four Triplets—John Howson, he died two occasioned the bitterest diatribes in the beau that I have always done “Yes, but I didn’t come over with the spot is upon you, and it ‘out damned ; ‘secret about the violet gown. It is years after; Tom Whiffen, died three press, that provoked Herr Sudermann t » good people. You Thompson Blondes,” Miss Coghlan ex- spot’ with as much difficulty as Lady Paris gown—but it's mine—was, rather.” years after: then there was John MeDon- effective retaliation and was the ca T New ¥ ave a my cast in the ‘Woman med. Macbeth’'s. Still, T was @lways an artist, I thought of the slim Itosalind and ald, he died a short while arter, and now a long controversy on t lleged br nn ed a ct to their a didn't know you could,” I. said. even there, 1 hope. looked at the buxom figure before me and Billy Elton has just gone ity of Berlin_criticism thac is still sur S goe a negative “What are or were the Thompson The speculation was at the bottom of chimed in with Miss Coghlan's rich al Peg,” I laughed. ing. The play, hbwever, ran for one hun- eaving New women only,” and Miss Blondes? But I'm sure you were blonde it,” M Coghlan pursued ruefully. *‘But gurgl 'Oh, yes; there is one Triplet [ couldn’'t dred nights at the Deutsche Theater, a failed to e out expressive hands. enough to sail with them,” looking at her if it had turned out the other way—weil, *Now, tell me something,” she said. (It kill,” and Miss Coghlan's eves went to most unysual record for the German are to ha D. P. Bowers, Louise Thorndyke still fair skin and bowing. I could have had the rest I want"—shak- was last Monday.) ‘“You have all been dancing again. “L. R. Stockwell-tough stage. The story is not unlike that of metropolis seutation of Dyas. Then, when I did “Oh, they were burlesquers,” the ing her big shoulders luxuriously in the very Kind to me, but will the haut ton”— old Stockwell. He'll probably kill m “Magda” in some of its features, and Bipiomacy,’ there was Sadie Martinot, actress replied. “I came over -with Jef- anticipation, “and I could have given my and how she rolled and tasted the words “Not yet,” I said, and wishfng her long 1lbsenish, moreover—for no Ibsen .o