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Show HE KNEW ADA BEHAN. It was one of the most dismal of rainy nights. Had a water tank burst in the sky it could not have poured harder. A soaking man hailed a trolley car in Brooklyn where one of the dark streets leading from the Atlantic dock crosses Van I-;uren street. ' ' In the car sat a dignified woman with classic and mellowed features. She wort a tailor-made gown and carried a brick-colored brick-colored umbrella. Beside her was a light-haired light-haired man whom every dripping policeman, police-man, llreman and Red Hook resident who j entered the car addressed as "Arthur. '. i '-o I know the old lady? Well. I guess I do. She's Ada Return. " said the conr ductor. "Ada Rehan ain't her right name, though. She used to be. when I knew her at school. Bridget Crehan. She was a great singer and reciter.- "Her mother lives in a two-story brick house on Coffey street, near the German-American stores. Her children have I tried every argument to get Mrs. Crehan i to move to a more fashionable locality, but the old lady says Rer Hook is- good enough for me. That's her brother Arthur, and everybody around here knowa him." Can th" trollev conductor have been right? Miss Rehan's biographies show that he name was once Miss Crehan. but no literature of the staire gives the Information In-formation that the brilliant star of the Dalv productions, the impersonator of 5t characters and the guest of Lord and ladv Muncaster waa ever Tinown as Bridget. ' I When Miss Rehan is in New York she j crosses the Hamilton avenue ferry every Sunriuv afternoon to visit her mother in the little- Red Hook house that wa once the great actress' home. . |