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·THE GREEN COCKATOO.“
Emile, Duc de Cadigan. Edward Mackaz
Francols. Vicomte de Nogeant,
Cyrll Chadwick
Francois, Vicomte de la Tremouille.
Gregory Kelly
1.
Marquis de Lansac Fuller Mellis
Severine Miss Marle Maddern
herself through the lee into the vil¬
lage pond.
Half dead she lies upon the dirty
cot in the almshouse, and through
her tortured mindthe happenings of
her short life pass in blurred and
distorted procession. Left in the
darkness by Sister Martha, a charity
nurse, Hannele, in her delirum, first
sees bending over her the terrible
form of her father, cursing and
threatening her. She scréams aloud
in her fright and crawling from the
bed falls weakly on the stone tiling
in her efforts to escape the brute.
Gottwald, her kind schoolmaster, and
the nurse lay her gently on the cof!
again and she is left-alone.-
The child’s brain takes à new turn,
and sitting beside her she sees her
mother and is awed by her beauty.
She entreats her mother to stay, and
cries alond as the shrouded figuret
disappears again into vacancy. Then
in turn, to the sound of music, Han¬
nele sees long lines of inging an¬
Fgels, and the kindt schoolmaster
Gottwald in her dream takes on the
form of Christ.
Through-her visionsthe village tail¬
or comes with a beautiful robe in
which she is to lie in her coffin, for
now Hannele is dreaming of-that
death she sought in the millpond.
##e village school children enter
the room softly and loök with awe
upon the silent figure of their former“
companion. The housewives come
and, laying flowers on the casket of
crystal and silver, recount the many
gcod qualitiesof the child.
Then'Gottwald, the Christ of Han¬
nele's, dream, raises the child and to
music such as she has never heard
shows her a dazzling golden path,
between two long lines of singing
angels, and with her hand in his
Hannele starts the ascent toward
Heaven and her mother.
For a moment darkness an
again thedirty room in
house. From above ther
of brawling beggars
wome1. Sister Marth
the schoolmaster, lear
on which Hannele lie
coverlid moves no mor
ful breast, but on the¬
there is the“joy of her dreams
It is no easy task to send oversthe¬
footlights in tangible form a poem
play as dreamlike and mystical as
sthis of Hauptmann's. No one coufd¬
have done it better than Mr. Fiske,
and we are to be congratulated that,
with“ Hannele“ in his possession, it
was made possible for us to see Mrs.
Fiske in the role of the dreaming
child. In voice and mannerism she
was stecessful in conveying the child¬
ish misery and poetic exaggerated
imagination of Hauptmann’s child
heroiné.
Hannele' is fated to be buffetea
Tabout by.thé many but the few who
Wlike it will wax enthusiastic over ft.
The former are the unthinking—
those who could not quite understand
Mr. Barrie’s Peter Pan.“ (The few
are the students and those who have
the welfare and advancement of our
stage at heart; of the latter group
Ars. Fiske is idol—the actress to
ghom a famous English critic, leav¬
ing for England after the dedication
exereises atthe New theatre, re¬