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"You've been awfully kind," said the girl. "Good-bye," said I. "I shall look forward to you at White Ladies." "And to the spring." I bowed. "My dear, the terms are synonymous." The smile deepened. "If this wasn't the Haymarket," said I... She was gone, her eyes full of laughter. I turned to see Berry three paces away. "Helping the porter?" he said pleasantly.
The name of the Manager of the Haymarket has frequently been the subject of a quip, if not a crank; still it may yet serve as a peg for slyly observing that, "At the fall of the Curtain, TREE, naturally enough, appeared with a bough!" The Weather.
Jack Bannister visited the Haymarket theatre on Wednesday night, August 20, and made in the free-list book the following entry: "Fifty years ago, in the year 1778, I made my first appearance at this theatre. Half a century is not bad. Hurra!! John Bannister."
This play has business, passion, and tragic propriety to recommend it. . The next play Mr. Rowe brought upon the stage, was his Royal Convert, acted at the queen's Theatre, in the Haymarket, and dedicated to the earl of Hallifax.
One of these rencontres in the Haymarket was of a quite extraordinary character. In the latter years of his life, when he lived at Cheyne Walk, he would often not begin his perambulations until an hour before midnight. It will be a pity if some one who accompanied him in his nocturnal rambles—the most remarkable man of our time—does not furnish the world with reminiscences of them.
As I was not going home, I determined to take my departure in the direction the very opposite to home. Just as I was about to cross the street called the Haymarket, at the lower part, a cabriolet, drawn by a magnificent animal, came dashing along at a furious rate; it stopped close by the curb-stone where I was, a sudden pull of the reins nearly bringing the spirited animal upon its haunches.
In 1884 a Bureau of Labor had been established to collect information on the relation of labor and capital. Two years later, just before the Haymarket affair, President Cleveland had sent a message to Congress in which he adverted to the many disputes which had recently arisen between laborers and employers, and urged legislation to meet the exigency.
In the afternoon,-at Berry Hill I should have said the evening, for it was almost six o'clock,-while Miss Mirvan and I were dressing for the opera, and in high spirits from the expectation of great entertainment and pleasure, we heard a carriage stop at the door, and concluded that Sir Clement Willoughby, with his usual assiduity, was come to attend us to the Haymarket; but, in a few moments, what was our surprise to see our chamber door flung open, and the two Miss Branghtons enter the room!
Almost directly after that appearance at Bath I went to London to fulfill an engagement at the Haymarket Theater, of which Mr. Buckstone was still the manager and Sothern the great attraction. I had played Gertrude Howard in "The Little Treasure" during the stock season at Bristol, and when Mr. Buckstone wanted to do the piece at the Haymarket, he was told about me.
Rotten little hole somewhere near the Haymarket! I've never been in since. I'll resign, with pleasure!" "And write a confession of your misdemeanor, sir?" Captain Bannister persisted. Mr. Bundercombe scratched his chin. "I'll write an account of the whole affair," he remarked dryly. Captain Bannister took up his hat. "I regret," he declared, "that Mr.
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