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I. österr. behördl. konz. Unternehmen für
Zeitungsausschnitte
Wien, 1, Konkordiaplatz 4.
Vertretungen
in Berlin, Basel, Budapest, Chicago, Cleveland, Christiania,
Genf, Kopenhagen, London, Madrid, Mailand, Minneapolis,
New-York, Paris, Rom, San Francisco, Stockholm, St. Peters¬
burg, Toronto.
(Quellenangabe ohne Gewähr).
Ausschnitt aus Daily Chronicle, London
20 3. 191
vom
wronger.
Yet another adventure of Anatol was
ded to the interesting programme at the
Litte Theatre on Saturday night this time
the most seriously and bitterly cynical of
any. It is called Keepsakes," and tells
how Emily, a sith came of Anatos, had
kept back two jeweils from the keepsakes of
other admirers that she had consented to
destroy for Anatols sake.
One was a ruby. She bad kept it in
memory of her first love affair. This, with
very little trouble, Anato persuaded to
discard. The other was a black iron.
souvenir of a later entanglement. Anato
threw it into the fire. With a savage shriek
he went on her knees before the fender and
tried to get it back with the tongs. It's
worth a thousand pounds se cried.
Anato watched her grimiv for a little, the
relight making ugly shadows on her face.
That was your price, was it be said,
quietly, and left her.
As may be imagined, there is more of the
passionate cynic and less of the amatory
butterfly about the Anatol of this episode
than about the Anatol of the others, and
Mr. Granville Barker played it with corre¬
spondingly satisfactory conviction, with
Miss Aime De Burgh as the lady concerned,
early troubled with no such fecting.
THE PALACE THEATRE.
This week Mr. Granville Barker, with Miss Lillah
McCarthy and Mr. Nigel Playfair, lets us a little
further into the sentimental bistory of Arthur
Schnitzlers Anatol. For a long time Anatol has
been trying to break off an affair with Mimi, a lady
of the ballet; but he has been afraid to. Mimi
will carry on, and it will be dreadful. Mimi will
cry, and then he may fall in love with her again.
He does not want to do that, because there is already
another, a simple girl, so simple that the tears come
into her eyes when Anatol offers her a bunch of
violets or a bottle of shilling claret at a cheap restau¬
rant. Every night of late he has been supping
early with her at a cheap restaurant, before going
on to sup late with Mimi at a dear one. But this
is really the farewell supper, and Max has been
invited to share it in order to steel Anatol in his
desperate resolution. It will be a surprise for Mimi
But when Mimi comes as gay as a parakeet in
bright reds and greens she, too, has a surprise in store
for Anatol. In fact, before he can break it off she
breaks it off. She is in love with a man in the
chorus. She is going to throw herself away. No
more ses more campagne more et
aux true the lady has a fine appetite, and what
Max calls a sentimental tummy. You have been
deceiving me cries infuriated, bewildered Anatol. The
lady vows that is not true. It all happened that very
evening. The lady, you see, plays the game. Not
so Master Anatol, in whom, to tell the truth, there is
a touch of the cad. In his rage he lets fly the truth
about the other, the simple girl only to be met by the
retort that Mimi herself could have said as much about
her lover in the chorus if she hadn't preferred to play
the game. A bitter trife, as hard on Anatol as any¬
thing could be ; but a witty trife. The economy is
wonderful. Every word tell, every line throws a
light on the people and their ways, and justice is
satisfied for once in a legitimate, inevitable manner.
As Anatol Mr. Granville Barker got the note exactly;
Miss Lillah McCarthy gave us a delightful perversion
of her own most valuable stage qualities, and now and
ten almost caught us into believing her a real ballet¬
girl, and, as before, Mr. Niger Playfair was invaluable
as the stolid Max.
The other novely this weck is the appearance of
Miss Maud Allan. She danced last night Debussy's
Danse Sacrée et Profane," in which Mr. Kastner
played the har ; Grieg's "The birds," The Dread
by Sibelius, and a "Moment Musical by Schube¬
All these were among the dances she gave at her
special matinée last week, so we needs, y no more than
that she was quite at her best and that the audience
received her with rapture.
4.9. Anatol - Zyklus
Bitte Rückseite beachten!
Telephon 12.801.
e
OBSERVE
I. österr. behördl. konz. Unternehmen für
Zeitungsausschnitte
Wien, 1, Konkordiaplatz 4.
Vertretungen
in Berlin, Basel, Budapest, Chicago, Cleveland, Christiania,
Genf, Kopenhagen, London, Madrid, Mailand, Minneapolis,
New-York, Paris, Rom, San Francisco, Stockholm, St. Peters¬
burg, Toronto.
(Quellenangabe ohne Gewähr).
Ausschnitt aus Daily Chronicle, London
20 3. 191
vom
wronger.
Yet another adventure of Anatol was
ded to the interesting programme at the
Litte Theatre on Saturday night this time
the most seriously and bitterly cynical of
any. It is called Keepsakes," and tells
how Emily, a sith came of Anatos, had
kept back two jeweils from the keepsakes of
other admirers that she had consented to
destroy for Anatols sake.
One was a ruby. She bad kept it in
memory of her first love affair. This, with
very little trouble, Anato persuaded to
discard. The other was a black iron.
souvenir of a later entanglement. Anato
threw it into the fire. With a savage shriek
he went on her knees before the fender and
tried to get it back with the tongs. It's
worth a thousand pounds se cried.
Anato watched her grimiv for a little, the
relight making ugly shadows on her face.
That was your price, was it be said,
quietly, and left her.
As may be imagined, there is more of the
passionate cynic and less of the amatory
butterfly about the Anatol of this episode
than about the Anatol of the others, and
Mr. Granville Barker played it with corre¬
spondingly satisfactory conviction, with
Miss Aime De Burgh as the lady concerned,
early troubled with no such fecting.
THE PALACE THEATRE.
This week Mr. Granville Barker, with Miss Lillah
McCarthy and Mr. Nigel Playfair, lets us a little
further into the sentimental bistory of Arthur
Schnitzlers Anatol. For a long time Anatol has
been trying to break off an affair with Mimi, a lady
of the ballet; but he has been afraid to. Mimi
will carry on, and it will be dreadful. Mimi will
cry, and then he may fall in love with her again.
He does not want to do that, because there is already
another, a simple girl, so simple that the tears come
into her eyes when Anatol offers her a bunch of
violets or a bottle of shilling claret at a cheap restau¬
rant. Every night of late he has been supping
early with her at a cheap restaurant, before going
on to sup late with Mimi at a dear one. But this
is really the farewell supper, and Max has been
invited to share it in order to steel Anatol in his
desperate resolution. It will be a surprise for Mimi
But when Mimi comes as gay as a parakeet in
bright reds and greens she, too, has a surprise in store
for Anatol. In fact, before he can break it off she
breaks it off. She is in love with a man in the
chorus. She is going to throw herself away. No
more ses more campagne more et
aux true the lady has a fine appetite, and what
Max calls a sentimental tummy. You have been
deceiving me cries infuriated, bewildered Anatol. The
lady vows that is not true. It all happened that very
evening. The lady, you see, plays the game. Not
so Master Anatol, in whom, to tell the truth, there is
a touch of the cad. In his rage he lets fly the truth
about the other, the simple girl only to be met by the
retort that Mimi herself could have said as much about
her lover in the chorus if she hadn't preferred to play
the game. A bitter trife, as hard on Anatol as any¬
thing could be ; but a witty trife. The economy is
wonderful. Every word tell, every line throws a
light on the people and their ways, and justice is
satisfied for once in a legitimate, inevitable manner.
As Anatol Mr. Granville Barker got the note exactly;
Miss Lillah McCarthy gave us a delightful perversion
of her own most valuable stage qualities, and now and
ten almost caught us into believing her a real ballet¬
girl, and, as before, Mr. Niger Playfair was invaluable
as the stolid Max.
The other novely this weck is the appearance of
Miss Maud Allan. She danced last night Debussy's
Danse Sacrée et Profane," in which Mr. Kastner
played the har ; Grieg's "The birds," The Dread
by Sibelius, and a "Moment Musical by Schube¬
All these were among the dances she gave at her
special matinée last week, so we needs, y no more than
that she was quite at her best and that the audience
received her with rapture.