TOLD OF THE ELDER BOOTH.
One night as he was playing Sir Bdward Mbrtlmer'iri the " Iron Chest " it became very evident that his potations had been too' deep. To the manager's horror heat length got off the stage into the orchestra and commenced singing an old English song, entitled " The Poacher," the burden' of whioh is, It's my delight of a shiny night, - In the season of the year— > to the, great merriment of the audience, who bore with him very good-humour-eeUr. Having succeeded in getting him behind 'the' scenes, he was vociferously oa'led for, and after a parley it' was agreed that he should finish the play. On he went again, and the manager's fears weriJnterise. " Finish it as quiok as yon can," said he in a whisper from the wing. On whioh Sir Edward walked forward and said, " Ladies and gentlemen, I have been directed by the manager to finish this as quickly as possible, and so I'll finiah it at once -here, Wilford, catch, me!" saying which, and throwing himself into his arms, he " did the dying scene," and the curtain was rung down amid roars of laugter.
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Hawke's Bay Herald, Volume XXII, Issue 7928, 17 December 1887, Page 6
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191TOLD OF THE ELDER BOOTH. Hawke's Bay Herald, Volume XXII, Issue 7928, 17 December 1887, Page 6
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