We much regret to record the death of Sir John
Hare, the well-known actor. Within his range, which was not a wide one, he was probably the most finished actor of our day. No one who ever saw his Eccles, or his Benjamin Goldfinch, or his Lord Quex is likely to forget it. He seldom attempted any part which required him to deal with high and strong emotions ; and it cannot be said that he had the discrimination or the good luck to discover first-rate plays. He excelled in the quiet, self- contained parts of comedy which contained a largo share of pathos. His observation was perfect. It never seemed to be at fault. He could convey more by minor and almost imper- ceptible movements than any English actor we have seen. The slow upward movement of one eyebrow, the agitated twitch- ing of a finger on his short cuff, the nervous and deprecating clearing of his throat—all such things with him were admirably eloquent and telling. He never produced a portrait that was not complete.
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