WANTED HIS MASTER.

Pukekohe & Waiuku Times, Volume 4, Issue 47, 18 June 1915, Page 6

WANTED HIS MASTER.

That wonderful actor, the late Cliarh* Warner, once figured in a extraordinary unrehearsed incident. He was playing at the time at the Adelphi in a play called " Stormbeaten," a feud which forms the basis of a very dramatic story being caused by the villain shooting the hero's favourite dog. "This dog," says Mr. J. H. Barnes, who played tho villain and who tells the story in "Forty Years on the Stage" (Chapman and Hall), "was a magnificent St. Bernard, which the managers, the Messrs Gatti, bought for the play, and they handed him over to Warner to keep him so that he might be quite accustomed to his voice and presence, and be perfectly athome with him at all points. Warner and Carlo became inseparable. "On the night in question 1 had duly shot Carlo, in the first act, and one of the Gatti brothers had taken him away and brought him back into the refreshment room in front of the theatre. By that time we were playing tho last act, and years had supposed to elapse when, some door being open, Carlo heard Warner's voice on the stage. Ho gave an enormous yelp, rushed down tho stairs, through the orchestral stalls, cleared the orchestra with a bound, and shaking hi.s tail with glee lay down at Warner's feet on the stage. HLs artistic resuscitation at that juncture completely killed the end of the piay, but as an individual effort he made a great success, and secured the best applause of the evening." Employer: "You have asked for an increase of salary, but I have been thinking of taking you into the firm. In that case would you want the increase of salary too?'' Clerk: "Oh, no; in such circumstances I should be rigidly opposed to any increase in our running expenses."

OHSKISYANT VOI'TH. " And what." inquired the visitor, who wits "being nice" to little Bobbie, " you doing to do when you grow up 0 " He a business man," responded Hohctl, "like father. He took mo down to his office last week, and I'm going Jo work like him, an' have a good time." "And what are you going to do in business 5 " pursued the visitor. "('ding to do just like dad." repented the youngster. "Catch the train every morning, and. when J get to the office, light a big cigar, and sit down nt my desk, and say there's so much work ?i> do it's 110 11 beginning till after luneli.

and then go out with another big man. and eat and eat <■" I can't eat nnv more, and then iro Inch to businoMV and ii-k evervbodv else whv the work ain't dnp", and then get to mad becausn >lO- - does anything that I'll go home early, and be so tired 1 can't do 1, tiling except read the paw and smoko mnre big cigars and if"' ' '

"Mr. Smith," snid a lady nt a kizaar, "won't von please liny this Mtchol to pi-osent to the lady yon love?" TwouMn't bo right" \fr. Rnvth. ' I'm a marvH TOM."