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Show TEN MINUTES WITH ''THE T-A'MER OF HELEN"THE MAN WlTH'Ttf E VOICE FOR HEARTSEASE. "Fallow me to the rescue," sang' out Margaret Anglin, as she disappeared behind imaginary doors. 'Miller gave a sigh -of" satisfaction, the players began to stroll away, and the rehearsal was oyer. "How do you do," said Miller, "have a chair; what do you want me to say the same old stereotyped stereo-typed things? But of course not." He is the same Henry Miller, a trifle older, perhaps, but with the same soft voice, and the' did sweet expression in his eyes. He was tired steen rehearsals every day would make any one tired and a peach of a bull terrier shared his feelings rubbing his blunt nose against the actor man a'nd saying very plainly plain-ly that it was lunch time, and he didn't want to be bored by any old newspaper man. ' But Miller was in a good humor and much more courteous and less blase than the pup. "Do you like Salt Eake as well as Salt Lake likes you?" I asked. J "Well, like begets like, don't you think? and I must say that I do like it, not alone for the way that I have always been treated, but it has an effect ef-fect on my spirits and health that is why we came here to rehearse, instead of staying in the heat of New York." "It is said that some of your friends in San Francisco are going to build you a theatre, Is it true?" "Well, every actor has a dream of some' 'day having perfect environment. I suppose that I'm the same way, just as every marrwishes for a house of his "own the wish is father to the thought. ' I"What7wa8 the matter $thV'Tlie Taming of J Helen' in New York? was it" ' ' "Nothing the matter, and for a fact the unfavorable un-favorable criticisms came from only two or three papers. Our season proved, too," that while the . press may have an effect on a play, people are not paying the attention that they used to to the ' New York press. I did the best business I have ever done there, and when I say that I remember f 'The Only Way.' I think that a personal feeling against Davis had a great deal to do with the work of the press." D'Arcy of the Guards mopped a leaking brow, and smoothed some tangled hair. " 'The Taming of Helen' is not a classical tragedy; trag-edy; it is a charming love episode, with the ingredients in-gredients of comedy. It is not a great problem play, but I have yet to hear a dissenting voice on the production." "What are your plans for next season?" I asked timidly, but he received the query without a quiver; "have you the Shakespeare germ?" "I would have the germ," he replied, "if the public wanted me to have it, the only germ I have is a desire to give the people what they want In fact, my coming West that is the raison d'etre. "We play in San Francisco five weeks why, hello, Mr. Pyper haven't seen you before how are you?" "All right," said George, "except that I'm get-ling get-ling too fat, what would you do for it?" "I'll tell you," naid Miller, "lie flat on your Luck, draw your legs up, then turn over, raise on Hj vour hands, do it every morning, feel like hell at U first, soon get used to it, though, keep you in fine I shape." "Do you feel at home here, Mr. Miller I mean In the theatre?" n "Can't get used to the idea that I haven't a I legal right to it; I feel as though I was born here H aDd owned the building." "You'll drop in on us on your way East, Mr. Miller?" "Can't tell," he loplled; "you soe, we return the middle of October, and you have 'Ben Hur' for a week about that time. That's a whole circus, cir-cus, and nothing doing for the plays just before and after. However, we may come." The terrier could stand it no longer. Ho jumped up in hiB master's lap and whined a whine, which meant "even a Knutsford lunch is better than this." i. G. |