On the Stage--and Off: The Brief Career of a Would-Be ActorJerome, Jerome K. (Jerome Klapka)
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On the Stage--and Off: The Brief Career of a Would-Be Actor
Jerome, Jerome K. (Jerome Klapka)
Actors -- Great Britain -- Biography; Jerome, Jerome K. (Jerome Klapka), 1859-1927
“What for! Why, for the costume,” replied he; “you can’t play the part
without, and if you got the things yourself, you’d have to pay about
four pounds more, that’s all. If you haven’t got all the money handy,”
he continued soothingly, “let me have as much as you can, you know,
and I’ll try and get my friend to trust you for the rest.”
On subsequent inquiry among the others, I found that three of them
had already let him have about five pounds each, and that a fourth,
intended to hand him over four pounds ten the following night. I and
another agreed to wait and see. We did not see much, however. We never
saw the well-known professionals, and, after the next evening, we
never saw our manager again. Those who had paid saw less.
I now thought I would try hunting for myself, without the aid of
agents or advertisements. I might be more successful, and certainly
could not be less. The same friend that had recommended me not to
write to the managers, concurred with me in this view, and thought I
could not do better than drop in occasionally at “The Occidental”; and
I accordingly so dropped in. I suppose there is no actor who does not
know “The Occidental,” though it does try to hide itself down a dark
court, being, no doubt, of a retiring disposition, like the rest of
the profession.
I found the company there genial and pleasant, and without any
objection to drinking at my expense. When, however, I hinted my wish
to join the profession, they regarded me with a look of the most
profound pity, and seemed really quite concerned. They shook their
heads gravely, told me their own experiences, and did all they could
to dissuade me from my intention. But I looked upon them as selfish
fellows who wanted to keep young talent from the stage. Even if their
advice were given honestly, I argued, it was no use taking any notice
of it. Every one thinks his own calling the worst, and if a man waited
to enter a profession until those already in it recommended him to, he
might sit and twiddle his thumbs for the rest of his life. So I paid
no attention to their warning, but continued in my course, and, at
length, found some one to help me.
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