Theatrical and Circus Life: or, Secrets of the Stage, Green-Room and Sawdust ArenaJennings, John J. (John Joseph)
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Theatrical and Circus Life: or, Secrets of the Stage, Green-Room and Sawdust Arena
Jennings, John J. (John Joseph)
Circus; Theater -- United States
MIRANDA:--If you'll sit down,
I'll bear your logs the while.
_Tempest, Act, III., Scene 1._
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When real water is used on the stage to simulate rain, as in the
first act of the "Hearts of Oak," or "Oaken Hearts," as they at one
time tried to call a pirated edition of it, the effect is obtained by
carrying water to the stage lofts, during the day, where it remains
in a tank connected with a long piece of perforated pipe, back of the
proscenium border, and stretching across the stage. At night when
the proper time arrives the water is allowed to run into the pipe,
from which it of course falls in numerous small streams upon a rubber
tarpaulin that has been stretched below to receive it. So too in
mountain rivulets with "real water," as in "The Danites," a tank in
the loft must be filled daily with water to supply the nightly scene.
In all instances of this sort the effect is quite realistic, and never
fails to meet with a hearty appreciation by the audience.
[Illustration: LESTER WALLACK.]
The snow-storm is also usually a pleasing stage picture, and is brought
about in a most simple manner. White paper is cut into very small
pieces, which are carefully treasured by the property-man, whose duty
it is to see to everything of this kind in and around the stage, and
who regards the manufacture of a snow-storm as a very slow and tedious
piece of work. When the snow is ready it is placed in what is called
the snow-box, a long narrow affair with slats on the bottom leaving
room enough for the pieces of paper to sift through, when the box is
given a swaying motion. The contrivance is swung over the stage by
means of two ropes, and is operated by a third leading to one side
of the stage. When the chilled heroine comes upon the scene amid a
terrible fall of snow and draws her thin garments tightly over her
shoulder, while she shivers, the snow-box up above is swinging to
and fro, and the white flakes are only bits of paper frauds that the
property-man or an assistant will carefully sweep up after the scene or
act, to do duty again the following night and for many a night to come.
[Illustration: CLARA MORRIS.]
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