Life and art of Richard Mansfield, with selections from his letters . .The tale is one of domestic tragedy. Objectionto it, for the purpose of the stage, in so far asobjection could be made, or has been made, restson its minutiae of mental analysis, its metaphysicalnature (for drama should concern itself more withphysics than with metaphysics), its pervasiveatmosphere of still and mute agony, and its dense,unreheved gloom. It should be said, though, thatMansfield accomplished more with this theme thanhas been accomplished by any other actor that evertouched it. The play was produced by him onS
Life and art of Richard Mansfield, with selections from his letters . .The tale is one of domestic tragedy. Objectionto it, for the purpose of the stage, in so far asobjection could be made, or has been made, restson its minutiae of mental analysis, its metaphysicalnature (for drama should concern itself more withphysics than with metaphysics), its pervasiveatmosphere of still and mute agony, and its dense,unreheved gloom. It should be said, though, thatMansfield accomplished more with this theme thanhas been accomplished by any other actor that evertouched it. The play was produced by him onSeptember 12, at Dalys Theatre, where it had arun of three weeks. His embodiment of Dimmes-dale was, from the first, deeply interesting to stu-dents of acting, but it was not, at the outset, therounded, compact, sympathetic performance whichsubsequently it became,—for, in time, it largelygained in authority, distinction, and finish, and, at itsbest, was deeply impressive by reason of its melan-choly beauty, its pathos, and its thrilling outburstsof tragic Photoyraph, Elite Studio VII. 1893. Aftee the close (October 1, 1892) of his engage-ment at Dalys Theatre in The Scarlet Letter,theatrical enterprise in New York being uncom-monly active and dramatic attractions being manyand strong, Mansfield deemed it expedient to makea long tour, and he was not again seen in thecapital until the autumn of the following the meantime he acted in many cities, through-out the South and West, and made another visitto the Pacific coast; and it happened that, in thespring of 1893, we met in California, under circum-stances that were especially agreeable. San Francisco, on Private Car at Valencia & 25th Streets, May 4, Dear Winter:— I was both delighted and surprised to hear from you and todiscover that you are so near—and yet so far. Certes I mustsee you! You will see from the enclosed that we shall shortlybe in your neighborhood, and where will you join us? Itwould,
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