received expression from the glowing language of theatrical
representation. And surely it is fit that, remembering
what the stage has been and must be, I should acknowledge
eagerly and gladly that, with few exceptions, the public
no longer debar themselves from the profitable pleasures
of the theatre, and no longer brand with any social
stigma the professors of the histrionic art.
Talking to an eminent bishop one day, I said to him,
“Now, my Lord, why is it, with your love and
knowledge of the drama, with your deep interest in
the stage and all its belongings, and your wide sympathy
with all that ennobles and refines our natures—why
is it that you never go to the theatre?” “Well,”
said he, “I’ll tell you. I’m
afraid of the Rock and the Record.”
I hope soon we shall relieve even the most timid bishop—and
my right reverend friend is not the most timid—of
all fears and tremors whatever that can prevent even
ministers of religion from recognizing the wisdom
of the change of view which has come over even the
most fastidious public opinion on this question.
Remember, if you please, that the hostile public opinion
which has lately begun so decisively to disappear,
has been of comparatively modern growth, or at least
revival. The pious and learned of other times
gave their countenance and approbation to the stage
of their days, as the pious and learned of our time
give their countenance and approbation to certain
performances in this day. Welcome be the return
of good sense, good taste, and charity, or rather
justice. No apology for the stage. None
is needed. It has but to be named to be honored.
Too long the world talked with bated breath and whispering
humbleness of “the poor player.”
There are now few poor players. Whatever variety
of fortune and merit there may be among them, they
have the same degrees of prosperity and respect as
come to members of other avocations. There never
was so large a number of theatres or of actors.
And their type is vastly improved by public recognition.
The old days when good-for-nothings passed into the
profession are at an end; and the old Bohemian habits,
so far as they were evil and disreputable, have also
disappeared. The ranks of the art are being continually
recruited by deeply interested and earnest young men
of good education and belongings. Nor let us,
while dissipating the remaining prejudices of outsiders,
give quarter to those which linger among players themselves.
There are some who acknowledge the value of improved
status to themselves and their art, but who lament
that there are now no schools for actors. This
is a very idle lamentation. Every actor in full
employment gets plenty of schooling, for the best schooling
is practice, and there is no school so good as a well-conducted
playhouse. The truth is, that the cardinal secret
of success in acting are found within, while practice
is the surest way of fertilizing these germs.
To efficiency in the art of acting there should come