In 1867 Kate Terry resolved at the height of her fame to marry Mr.
Arthur Lewis (of whom I have more to say later), and to retire from
the stage, apparently quite content to leave her glories. Then the
most famous of the Terry sisters, Kate received an ovation worthy of
her. The _Times_, in a long article, said: "It is seldom that the
theatre chronicles have to describe a scene like that at the New
Adelphi on Saturday, when Miss Kate Terry took her farewell of the
Stage as Juliet.... Again and again Miss Terry was recalled, and again
she appeared to receive the long and continued plaudits of the
crowd.... Let us close our last notice of Miss Terry with the hope
that in her case the sacrifice of public triumph may be rewarded by a
full measure of that private happiness which is but the just
recompense of an exemplary, a laborious, conscientious and devoted
life, on and off the stage, as the annals of the English theatre--not
unfruitful in examples of wives--may show."
_Punch_ was just as enthusiastic and published a long eulogy in verse,
two stanzas of which I quote below:--
She has passed from us just as the goal she had sighted,
From the top of the ladder reached fairly at last;
With her laurels still springing, no leaf of them blighted,
And a fortune:--how bright!--may be gauged by her past.
May this rhyme, kindly meant as it is, not offend her,
All fragrant with flowers be the path of her life,
May the joy she has given in blessings attend her,
And her happiest part be the part of "The Wife."
Although I was not intended to enter the theatrical profession, the
stage never failed to attract me; and once, when I was still at
school, I was presented with a seat in exactly the centre of the dress
circle at a theatre where Miss Bateman (who became Mrs. Crowe) was
taking the part of Leah. I remember this fine actress made a great
sensation, especially in one scene where she uttered a rousing curse
with great declamatory power; the house was hushed with excitement and
admiration; and you could have heard the proverbial pin drop, when I
... who had been playing football that morning, was suddenly seized
with the most excruciating cramp; I arose ... and could not help
standing up to rub away the pain in my leg, the curse then for the
moment echoing throughout the audience.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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