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〃That no success is cheaply bought I have long known； my profession above all others is calculated to teach one that truth。
〃If Rostand's play is the best this century has produced； and our greatest critics are unanimous in pronouncing it equal； if not superior； to Victor Hugo's masterpieces； the young author has not stolen his laurels； but gained them leaf by leaf during endless midnight hours of brain…wringing effort … a price that few in a generation would be willing to give or capable of giving for fame。 The labor had been in proportion to the success； it always is！ I doubt if there is one word in his ‘duel' ballad that has not been changed again and again for a more fitting expression； as one might assort the shades of a mosaic until a harmonious whole is produced。 I have there in my desk whole scenes that he discarded because they were not essential to the action of the piece。 They will probably never be printed； yet are as brilliant and cost their author as much labor as any that the public applauded to… night。
〃As our rehearsals proceeded I saw another side of Rostand's character； the energy and endurance hidden in his almost effeminate frame astonished us all。 He almost lived at the theatre； drilling each actor； designing each costume； ordering the setting of each scene。 There was not a dress that he did not copy from some old print； or a PASSADE that he did not indicate to the humblest member of the troop。 The marvellous diction that I had noticed during the reading at Sarah's served him now and gave the key to the entire performance。 I have never seen him peevish or discouraged； but always courteous and cheerful through all those weary weeks of repetition； when even the most enthusiastic feel their courage oozing away under the awful grind of afternoon and evening rehearsal； the latter beginning at midnight after the regular performance was over。
〃The news was somehow spread among the theatre…loving public that something out if the ordinary was in preparation。 The papers took up the tale and repeated it until the whole capital was keyed up to concert pitch。 The opening night was eagerly awaited by the critics； the literary and the artistic worlds。 When the curtain rose on the first act there was the emotion of a great event floating in the air。〃 Here Coquelin's face assumed an intense expression I had rarely seen there before。 He was back on the stage； living over again the glorious hours of that night's triumph。 His breath was coming quick and his eyes aglow with the memory of that evening。 〃Never； never have I lived through such an evening。 Victor Hugo's greatest triumph； the first night of HERNANI； was the only theatrical event that can compare to it。 It； however； was injured by the enmity of a clique who persistently hissed the new play。 There is but one phrase to express the enthusiasm at our first performance … UNE SALLE EN DELIRE gives some idea of what took place。 As the curtain fell on each succeeding act the entire audience would rise to its feet； shouting and cheering for ten minutes at a time。 The coulisse and the dressing…rooms were packed by the critics and the author's friends； beside themselves with delight。 I was trembling so I could hardly get from one costume into another； and had to refuse my door to every one。 Amid all this confusion Rostand alone remained cool and seemed unconscious of his victory。 He continued quietly giving last recommendations to the figurants； overseeing the setting of the scenes； and thanking the actors as they came off the stage； with the same self…possessed urbanity he had shown during the rehearsals。 Finally； when the play was over； and we had time to turn and look for him； our author had disappeared； having quietly driven off with his wife to their house in the country； from which he never moved for a week。〃
It struck two o'clock as Coquelin ended。 The sleepless city had at last gone to rest。 At our feet； as we stood by the open window； the great square around the Arc de Triomphe lay silent and empty； its vast arch rising dimly against the night sky。
As I turned to go； Coquelin took my hand and remarked； smiling： 〃Now you have heard the story of a genius； an actor； and a masterpiece。〃
Chapter 4 … Machine…made Men
AMONG the commonplace white and yellow envelopes that compose the bulk of one's correspondence； appear from time to time dainty epistles on tinted paper； adorned with crests or monograms。 〃Ha！ ha！〃 I think when one of these appears； 〃here is something worth opening！〃 For between ourselves； reader mine； old bachelors love to receive notes from women。 It's so flattering to be remembered by the dear creatures； and recalls the time when life was beginning； and POULETS in feminine writing suggested such delightful possibilities。
Only this morning an envelope of delicate Nile green caused me a distinct thrill of anticipation。 To judge by appearances it could contain nothing less attractive than a declaration； so； tearing it hurriedly open； I read： 〃Messrs。 Sparks & Splithers take pleasure in calling attention to their patent suspenders and newest designs in reversible paper collars！〃
Now； if that's not enough to put any man in a bad humor for twenty…four hours； I should like to know what is？ Moreover； I have 〃patents〃 in horror； experience having long ago revealed the fact that a patent is pretty sure to be only a new way of doing fast and cheaply something that formerly was accomplished slowly and well。
Few people stop to think how quickly this land of ours is degenerating into a paradise of the cheap and nasty； but allow themselves to be heated and cooled and whirled about the streets to the detriment of their nerves and digestions； under the impression that they are enjoying the benefits of modern progress。
So complex has life become in these later days that the very beds we lie on and the meals we eat are controlled by patents。 Every garment and piece of furniture now pays a 〃royalty〃 to some inventor； from the hats on our heads to the carpets under foot； which latter are not only manufactured； but cleaned and shaken by machinery； and （be it remarked EN PASSANT） lose their nap prematurely in the process。 To satisfy our national love of the new； an endless and nameless variety of trifles appears each season； so…called labor and time…saving combinations； that enjoy a brief hour of vogue； only to make way for a newer series of inventions。
As long as our geniuses confined themselves to making life one long and breathless scramble； it was bad enough； but a line should have been drawn where meddling with the sanctity of the toilet began。 This； alas！ was not done。 Nothing has remained sacred to the inventor。 In consequence； the average up…to… date American is a walking collection of Yankee notions； an ingenious illusion； made up of patents； requiring as nice adjustment to put together and undo as a thirteenth…century warrior； and carrying hardly less metal about his person than a Crusader of old。
There are a number of haberdashery shops on Broadway that have caused me to waste many precious minutes gazing into their windows and wondering what the strange instruments of steel and elastic could be； that were exhibited alongside of the socks and ties。 The uses of these would； in all probability； have remained wrapped in mystery but for the experience of one fateful morning （after a night in a sleeping…car）； when countless hidden things were made clear； as I sat； an awe… struck witness to my fellow…passengers' … toilets？ … No！ Getting their machinery into running order for the day； would be a more correct expression。
Originally； 〃tags〃 were the backbone of the toilet； different garments being held together by their aid。 Later； buttons and attendant button…holes were evolved； now replaced by the devices used in composing the machine…made man。 As far as I could see （I have overcome a natural delicacy in making my discoveries public； because it seems unfair to keep all this information to myself）； nothing so archaic as a button…hole is employed at the present time by our patent…ridden compatriots。 The shirt； for instance； which was formerly such a simple… minded and straightforward garment； knowing no guile； has become； in the hands of the inventors； a mere pretence； a frail scaffold； on which an elaborate superstructure of shams is erected。
The varieties of this garment that one sees in the shop windows； exposing virgin bosoms to the day； are not what they seem！ Those very bosoms are fakes； and cannot open； being instead pierced by eyelets； into which bogus studs are fixed by machinery。 The owner is obliged to enter into those deceptive garments surreptitiously from the rear； by stratagem； as it were。 Why all this trouble； one asks； for no apparent reason； except that old…fashioned shirts opened in front； and no Yankee will wear a non…patented garment … if he can help it？
There was not a single accessory to the toilet in that car which behaved in a normal way。 Buttons mostly backed into place； tail…end foremost （like horses getting between shafts）；