The Actor's Heritage: Scenes from the Theatre of Yesterday and the Day Before

The Actor's Heritage: Scenes from the Theatre of Yesterday and the Day Before

The Actor's Heritage: Scenes from the Theatre of Yesterday and the Day Before

The Actor's Heritage: Scenes from the Theatre of Yesterday and the Day Before

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How well I remember, as a boy, attending on a summer evening, in a tent pitched close to the village street of Franconia, one of those itinerant productions of Uncle Tom's Cabin which until recent years were so common throughout the country. In some remote sections they may still be seen, for all I can say, though scarce a town seems now so small that its entertainment does not regularly arrive in an express package -- a reel of celluloid. The particular performance of Uncle Tom's Cabin that I witnessed in the tent between the rushing Gale River and the village street, a tent filled with smoky light and uncertain shadows, was, I fancy, no less amusing and no less pathetic, to the sophisticated, than scores of others like it. I vaguely recall that Little Eva was actually young, which has not always been the case, and the solitary bloodhound extremely old, which is always the case. I think Eliza leaped over the ice bearing a real infant -- doubtless her own. What impressed the occasion on my memory, however, was not the performance itself, but what I later saw.

No sooner had Little Eva ascended to a better . . .

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