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Show "Here, you bunch of clams," sha shouted, "give up those pearls." ; The vlllaia saw he was, cornered, -landihe hand; ed over his jprizeto tho beautiful Miss - , who thereupon swam calmly.back to tithe horej and, securing a.cab,.dro,vedowji,'tov,tko.ttheatre ns though tnotJiiHg had happened. The life savers are dragging" the lake .;f or the thief . .' : An amusing complication in scenet;manage ment occurred recently when Mrs. Leslie Carter, who was about to revive "Zaza" in Philadelphia, discovered that she 'had forgotten the French, song, which she sings in the first' act, and had no copy of'1t. She wired to the Alcazar in San Francisco," where Florence Roberts gave the play last summer, but Miss Roberts had gone to Los Angeles. The request 'was forwarded to her and, she telegraphed the words to Mrs Carter, so the tangle was straightened put in this .roundabout fashion just in the nick of time. i$C & tJ Frank Daniels was one of a group recently discussing stage accidents and illustrating from their experiences the need of presence of mind in emergencies, A onan's -art -ought -to be equal to any unexpected happening,' Mr. Daniels said. "It is hard sometimes to have some distracting event occur, but I flatter myself that I can meet any contretemps. The other night, for instance, in 'The Office Boy while I was singing a tropical ditty the refrain of which states that I have taken tak-en a seat on the water wagon, a most distressing thing happened. It is in the' 'business' that 'I shall sip a glass of lemonade. Some joker had substituted this night an unmistakable mixture of Scotch and soda. At the first sip I experienced experi-enced surprise, then ahem gratification, and for a moment discomfiture. But my art, gentlemen, gentle-men, asserted - itself. You can imagine the effort ef-fort to sing the temperance sermon while sipping the Scotch, but my art proved supreme. And f finished the song " "And the highball!" added a member of the Daniels company in the party. t tC " "What's age got to do with it?" indignantly demands the 70-year-old bell ringer 1n "Lovers' Lone," when joked upon his approaching marriage. mar-riage. This query applies with equal force to stage entertainment. "Uncle Tom's Cabin," over half a century old, has drawn more money than any other play written, and has just turned away crowds at the San Francisco Central, while "The Private Secretary," first played twenty-five years B ago, has done the-same thing at the Alcazar in the B same city. Even in New York the weather-beaten B "Erminie" is surpassing in receipts the most B elaborate of the new season's musical offerings. B & & jt B There was a little scene in Mansfield's dress- B ing room in the Union Square theatre the night B ne presented Baron Chavrial to the stage and B thereby gave himself manager of the theatre and B company, the first bay of fame. A M. Palmer, B rushed around to Mansfield's dressing room. B "Young man," he exclaimed in a fever of fervor, B "you are acting magnificently' Mansfield added B a touch to his eyebrow and replied coolly: B "That's what I'm here for." |