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A DRAMATIC CRITIC of mind for a single second he may lose some highly significant look or action. The impersonation of Mathias, in The Bells, best illustrates this, perhaps, although any one of his assumptions would serve almost equally well. There are but two prominent ideas in the part of Mathias: remorse for the commission of a murder, fear of detection and punishment. Through Mr. Irving's utter self -surrender, these thoughts are present in every moment of his effort, each portion of which bears the same relation to the whole that a drop of water bears to a bucketful. Or, rather, the spirit of the character may be said to pervade the representation as the soul, according to certain metaphysicians, per- vades the body, "being all in the whole and all in every part." So that it is not extravagant to say that the nervous appre- hension of an undetected criminal is to be seen in every look, movement, and tone of Mr. Irving's Mathias, from his entrance C 2IO ]

HENRY IRVING on the stage to the last instant of his death agony; appearing as obviously to the view when he tenderly embraces his daughter as when, in talk, he nervously courses around his secret, or turns into a statue of anguish and terror at the imagined sound of the memory-haunting bells. Mr. Irving's artistic sense is exceedingly just and delicate, and is an ever-present factor in his performance. In witnessing eight of his impersonations, I never saw it fail him, except occasionally in a presen- tation of Doricourt, in The Belle's Strat- agem, which was given at the close of a very fatiguing engagement. This faculty in Mr. Irving is pictorial, — nothing about him or his art being in any sense statu- esque, — and makes him, with the help of his intensity, the most entirely picturesque actor of our time. Mademoiselle Bernhardt has a gift of like nature, but not equally high in quality or large in measure. In all his assumptions there is an abundance of [ 211 3

HENRY IRVING<br />

on the stage to the last instant of his death<br />

agony; appearing as obviously to the view<br />

when he tenderly embraces his daughter<br />

as when, in talk, he nervously courses<br />

around his secret, or turns into a statue of<br />

anguish and terror at the imagined sound<br />

of the memory-haunting bells.<br />

Mr. Irving's artistic sense is exceedingly<br />

just and delicate, and is an ever-present<br />

factor in his performance. In witnessing<br />

eight of his impersonations, I never saw it<br />

fail him, except occasionally in a presen-<br />

tation of Doricourt, in The Belle's Strat-<br />

agem, which was given at the close of a<br />

very fatiguing engagement. This faculty<br />

in Mr. Irving is pictorial, — nothing about<br />

him or his art being in any sense statu-<br />

esque, — and makes him, with the help of<br />

his intensity, the most entirely picturesque<br />

actor of our time. Mademoiselle Bernhardt<br />

has a gift of like nature, but not equally<br />

high in quality or large in measure. In all<br />

his assumptions there is an abundance of<br />

[ 211 3

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