"My life as a dramatic author cannot be remembered without remembering Rosario Pino, the ideal interpreter of so many comedies of mine when my comedies were pleasing only to myself; whereas at present they are pleasing to many people, and not at all to me. And I am more mournful now at not being in accord with the applause, than I was then, when I could not agree with the censure."[i.17] _=Teatro del pueblo.=_--The opinions of Benavente on various technical and critical matters related to the stage are found in a book of essays called _Teatro del pueblo_ after the first article, which is an argument in favor of the establishment of a free theater for the people. Many of the themes discussed in the book allow the author to give free play to satire and irony. He criticizes savagely theatrical conditions in Spain, favors translations, upholds moving-pictures, one act plays, vaudeville, the circus, photography, etc., at the expense of the legitimate stage; but through it all there appears a man fond of poetry, interested in the lower classes and in children, an artist and a clear-headed man of affairs. _=De sobremesa.=_--It remains only to describe the impression made by Benavente in matters unconnected with the theater. The periodical writings contain more about dramatic criticism than about any other one topic, but they also include a great many discussions of themes of national and world-wide interest; they were naturally affected by the current events of the years 1908-1912. The author of _De sobremesa_ shows himself to be a typical product of modern life. Possessing the cultivation characteristic of intellectual life in a modern European capital, his mind is encumbered by few, if any, illusions. He is both satirical and practical. Irony and hatred for Spanish abuses do not prevent him from exhibiting a pure and noble patriotism. Cosmopolitan as he may be in theories, his nature is essentially and intensely Spanish. It is a genuine comfort to find that the scientific observer of human nature, the man who can make acute comments on the most diversified subjects, can occasionally give way to a noble passion, and even to a pardonable prejudice; not too often, but just often enough to prove that he is human. One cannot turn away from Benavente without feeling that he has been enriched by communion with a master spirit and benefited by association with a broad, clear-thinking, sympathetic nature.