The Kendals. By T. Edgar Pemberton. (C. Arthur Pearson. 16s.)—This
is a narrative of the theatrical life of Mr. and Mrs. Kendal. Mr. Kendal, it should be understood, is really Mr. William Hunter Grimston ; Mrs. Kendal was, by birth, a Robertson. We do not propose to follow, much less to criticise, Mr. Pemberton's story. It will be found, we do not doubt, to suit the public for which it is intended. One good story at the end we may quote. Mrs. Kendal was playing the part of a mother compelled to part from her child. The parting over, she closed her eyes, but opened them when she heard a laugh. The child's cap had dropped off as he was led across the stage. She was equal to the situation, sprang forward, caught up the cap, and pressed it to her heart. To her dismay, the child was brought back in another act in the same cap. Luckily, the public did not notice it. " How could you ? " she said to the dresser. " Don't you know that for months and months of trial that cap has been worn upon my heart ? "
Previous page
