THE LIFE OF
DAVID BELASCO
VOLUME ONE
THE RECENT
WORKS OF WILLIAM WINTER
OTHER DAYS., Being Chronicles and Memories of The Stage (1908).
OLD FRIENDS., Being Literary Recollections of Other Days (1909).
POEMS (Definitive Edition--1909).
LIFE AND ART OF RICHARD MANSFIELD (Two Volumes--1910).
SHAKESPEARE’S ENGLAND (Revised and Augmented--1910).
GRAY DAYS AND GOLD (Revised and Augmented--1911).
OVER THE BORDER (Scotch Companion to Above--1911).
SHAKESPEARE ON THE STAGE,--First Series: 1911. I. “Shakespeare Spells Ruin.” II. King Richard III. III. The Merchant of Venice. IV. Othello. V. Hamlet. VI. Macbeth. VII. King Henry VIII.
SHAKESPEARE ON THE STAGE,--Second Series: 1915. I. Twelfth Night. II. Romeo and Juliet. III. As You Like It. IV. King Lear. V. The Taming of the Shrew. VI. Julius Cæsar.
SHAKESPEARE ON THE STAGE,--Third Series: 1916. I. Cymbeline. II. Love’s Labor’s Lost. III. Coriolanus. IV. A Midsummer Night’s Dream. V. King Henry IV.,--First and Second Parts. VI. The Merry Wives of Windsor. VII. Antony and Cleopatra. VIII. King John.
LIVES OF THE PLAYERS:--I. Tyrone Power (1912).
THE WALLET OF TIME, Containing Personal, Biographical, and Critical Reminiscence of the American Theatre (Two Volumes--1913).
VAGRANT MEMORIES, Being Further Recollections of Other Days (1915).
THE LIFE OF DAVID BELASCO (Two Volumes--1918).
DAVID BELASCO “If he come not, then the play is marred!” --Shakespeare From a portrait by the Misses Selby, New York. Author’s Collection.
THE LIFE
OF
DAVID BELASCO
BY
WILLIAM WINTER
(1836-1917)
“He, being dead, yet speaketh.”
VOLUME ONE
NEW YORK
MOFFAT, YARD AND COMPANY
1918
COPYRIGHT, 1918, BY
JEFFERSON WINTER
All Rights Reserved
TO
THE MEMORY OF
REINA MARTIN BELASCO
This Memoir of Her Son
DAVID BELASCO
Actor, Dramatist, and Manager,
Whom She Dearly Loved
And by Whom She Was Idolized,
Is Reverently Dedicated
By the Stranger Who Has Written It,
Hoping Thereby to Honor and Commemorate
Genius, Courage, Industry, Enterprise, and Energy,
Exemplified in a Useful and Beneficent Life,
In the Service of
The Theatre
* * * * *
If Heaven to souls that dwell in bliss can show The fate of those they love and leave behind, She, in that Heaven, may be glad to know Her son was honored with his human kind.
“Each petty hand Can steer a ship becalm’d, but he that will Govern and carry her to her ends must know His tides, his currents, how to shift his sails, What she will bear in foul, what in fair, weathers, What her springs are, her leaks and how to stop ’em, What strands, what shelves, what rocks, do threaten her, The forces and the nature of all winds, Gusts, storms, and tempests, when her keel ploughs hell And deck knocks heaven, THEN to manage her Becomes the name and office of a Pilot!” --BEN JONSON, IN “CATILINE.”
CONTENTS
THE LIFE OF DAVID BELASCO--VOLUME ONE
THE LIFE OF DAVID BELASCO PAGE
ANCESTRY AND BIRTH 1
BOYHOOD IN BRITISH COLUMBIA 2
EARLY PROCLIVITY FOR THE THEATRE 6
MEMORIES OF JULIA DEAN 7
REMOVAL TO SAN FRANCISCO 10
GLIMPSES OF BOYHOOD 12
SCHOOL DAYS IN SAN FRANCISCO 14
HARD TIMES IN EARLY DAYS 15
THE SENTIMENTAL STOWAWAY 17
A BOHEMIAN INTERLUDE 19
BELASCO’S EARLIEST ASSOCIATIONS WITH THE THEATRE IN SAN FRANCISCO 22
AN EARLY FRIEND,--W. H. SEDLEY-SMITH 28
ADOPTION OF THE STAGE 34
BELASCO’S THEATRICAL NOVITIATE 35
A THEATRICAL VAGABOND 39
EMULATION OF WALTER MONTGOMERY 42
A ROMANTIC COURTSHIP.--MARRIAGE 44
THEATRICAL LIFE IN VIRGINIA CITY 50
DION BOUCICAULT AND KATHARINE RODGERS 52
CONFLICTIVE TESTIMONY 53
VARIEGATED EXPERIENCES 61
RANDOM RECOLLECTIONS.--1875 73
BALDWIN’S ACADEMY AND BARRY SULLIVAN 86
WITH BOOTH AT THE CALIFORNIA 93
BELASCO AND “THE EGYPTIAN MYSTERY” 97
A REMINISCENCE OF HELENA MODJESKA 100
STROLLING ad interim.--BELASCO AS “THE FIRST OLD WOMAN” 103
A SUBSTANTIAL TRIBUTE 104
“OLIVIA” AND “PROOF POSITIVE” 106
BELASCO’S VERSION OF “NOT GUILTY” 108
WITHDRAWAL FROM THE BALDWIN.--“THE LONE PINE” AND DENMAN THOMPSON 110
“WITHIN AN INCH OF HIS LIFE” 113
SALMI MORSE’S “PASSION PLAY” 114
NOT THE OBERAMMERGAU DRAMA 116
CONSTITUENTS OF MORSE’S PLAY 118
AS TO PROPRIETY 120
“THE PASSION PLAY” IN NEW YORK 121
BELASCO’S SERVICES TO MORSE’S ENTERPRISE 123
“THE MILLIONAIRE’S DAUGHTER” 125
DETRACTION OF BELASCO.--EARLY CALIFORNIA INFLUENCES 129
BELASCO’S REPERTORY AS AN ACTOR 140
BELASCO’S “THE STORY OF MY LIFE” 148
THE EVIL OF INCOMPETENT CRITICISM 155
THE NATURE OF BELASCO’S TALENTS AND SERVICES 159
CONCERNING MATTERS OF FACT 163
THE FACTS ABOUT JEFFERSON’S Rip 172
A LEADING LADY IN A PET 176
ROSE COGHLAN AND “THE MOONLIGHT MARRIAGE” 179
“L’ASSOMMOIR” AND A DOUBLE-BARRELLED BENEFIT 183
A HOT WATER REHEARSAL 187
THE PLAY OF “CHUMS” 188
FROM SAN FRANCISCO TO CHICAGO 191
“HEARTS OF OAK” 193
FIRST VENTURE IN NEW YORK 196
JAMES ALFRED HERNE 197
ANALYSIS OF “HEARTS OF OAK” 201
FAILURE AND ITS CONSEQUENCES 205
SAN FRANCISCO AGAIN 208
BELASCO’S RECOLLECTIONS OF ADELAIDE NEILSON 209
THE BLACK PEARL 211
MISS NEILSON’S GOOD INFLUENCE 213
“PAUL ARNIFF” 214
WANING FORTUNES AT THE BALDWIN 216
AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE,--JOHN T. MALONE 218
“TRUE TO THE CORE” 220
A STERLING ACTOR AND AN INTERESTING ESTIMATE:--WILLIAM E. SHERIDAN 221
LAURA DON.--AN UNFULFILLED AMBITION 225
“LA BELLE RUSSE” 230
“THE STRANGLERS OF PARIS” 237
NEW YORK AGAIN.--“LA BELLE RUSSE” AT WALLACK’S 241
AN OPINION BY BRONSON HOWARD.--WALLACK IN THE THIRTIETH STREET HOUSE 244
BELASCO AND HIS “THE CURSE OF CAIN” 248
THE PASSING OF MAGUIRE 252
BELASCO AND GUSTAVE FROHMAN.--THEY REVIVE “THE OCTOROON” 254
“AMERICAN BORN” 257
FIRST MEETING WITH CHARLES FROHMAN 259
EASTWARD, HO! 260
A RETROSPECT 263
A SECOND VENTURE IN CHICAGO.--THE LAST OF “AMERICAN BORN” 269
THE MADISON SQUARE THEATRE 271
BELASCO AT THE MADISON SQUARE 275
“MAY BLOSSOM” 280
FIRST VISIT TO ENGLAND.--“CALLED BACK” 290
CHANGES AT THE MADISON SQUARE 292
A LABORIOUS INTERLUDE.--LYCEUM THEATRE 294
“VALERIE” AT WALLACK’S 298
MORE ERRORS CORRECTED 306
AN EXTRAORDINARY COMPANY AND A SUMMER SEASON IN SAN FRANCISCO 307
AFFAIRS OF THE LYCEUM 311
“THE HIGHEST BIDDER” 314
“PAWN TICKET 210” 317
“BARON RUDOLPH” AND GEORGE S. KNIGHT 321
“THE WIFE” 326
“A COMMON-SENSE HUSBAND” 327
REVISION OF “SHE” 337
“LORD CHUMLEY” AND E. H. SOTHERN 340
“THE KAFFIR DIAMOND” 345
LOUIS ALDRICH 347
THE SCHOOL OF ACTING 348
THE TRUE SCHOOL IS THE STAGE 351
A REVIVAL OF “ELECTRA” 353
MANY NEW TASKS 355
“THE CHARITY BALL” 357
MRS. LESLIE CARTER 361
EPISODE OF “THE PRINCE AND THE PAUPER” 365
RETIREMENT FROM THE LYCEUM THEATRE 367
A LONG, LONG ROAD 370
CONFEDERATION WITH CHARLES FROHMAN 373
PROCTOR’S TWENTY-THIRD STREET THEATRE 374
THE PLAY OF “MEN AND WOMEN” 377
HATCHING “THE UGLY DUCKLING” 383
“THE UGLY DUCKLING.”--MRS. CARTER’S DEBUT 385
MORE FAILURE, AND A LAWSUIT 388
A POVERTY-STRICKEN STRUGGLE 392
“MISS HELYETT” AND MRS. CARTER 396
ORIGIN OF THE EMPIRE THEATRE 400
“THE GIRL I LEFT BEHIND ME” 403
EXCELLENCE OF THAT INDIAN DRAMA 406
THE VALUE OF SUGGESTION IN ART 417
A SUGGESTIVE REMINISCENCE OF FRONTIER DAYS 420
BELASCO AND CHARLES FROHMAN 421
A CHARLES FROHMAN LETTER 422
A BAFFLED ENTERPRISE IN CHICAGO 424
“THE YOUNGER SON” 428
FIGHTING FOR A CHANCE 431
STORY AND PRODUCTION OF “THE HEART OF MARYLAND.”--ITS GREAT SUCCESS 438
“THE FIRST BORN.”--A SUCCESS AND A FAILURE 447
BELASCO’S SECOND ENGLISH VENTURE.--“THE HEART OF MARYLAND” IN LONDON 451
“ZAZA,” AND THE ETHICAL QUESTION 456
PRODUCTION, AND CONTENTS, OF “ZAZA” 461
MRS. CARTER’S IMPERSONATION OF ZAZA 464
DEATH OF BELASCO’S MOTHER.--“CAN THE DEAD COME BACK?”--A STRANGE EXPERIENCE 466
BLANCHE BATES AND “NAUGHTY ANTHONY” 469
“MADAME BUTTERFLY” 476
“ZAZA” ABROAD 484
VIEWS OF THE FRENCH DRAMATISTS 485
“WITH SPEED FOR ENGLAND.”--ANOTHER SUCCESS IN LONDON 486
PUCCINI AND BELASCO 488
“MADAME BUTTERFLY” AS AN OPERA.--A PROPOSAL BY LADY VALERIE MEUX 489
INDEX 497
ILLUSTRATIONS.
VOLUME ONE.
In Photogravure.
David Belasco Frontispiece
TO FACE
PAGE
William Winter xxvi
John McCullough 18
Cecilia Loverich, Mrs. David Belasco 44
David Belasco as Robert Macaire 80
Edwin Booth as Hamlet 94
David Belasco as Marc Antony, in “Julius Cæsar” 136
David Belasco as Fagin, in “Oliver Twist” 146
Lawrence Barrett as Caius Cassius, in “Julius Cæsar” 166
Joseph Jefferson as Rip Van Winkle 176
Adelaide Neilson 214
David Belasco as King Louis the Eleventh 226
David Belasco as Uncle Tom, in “Uncle Tom’s Cabin” 258
David Belasco as Hamlet 294
In Halftone.
The Infant Belasco and His Parents 2
Julia Dean (Hayne) 6
{ Charles John Kean, } “The Keans” { Ellen Tree, Mrs. Kean } 10
Belasco’s Parents, Humphrey Abraham, and Reina Martin, Belasco, About 1865 22
William Henry Sedley-Smith 28
Mrs. Frank Mark Bates } Sallie Hinckley } 32
{ Ella Chapman } The Chapman Sisters { Blanche Chapman } 36
Belasco, About 1873-’75 40
Joseph Murphy } 48 John Piper }
Mrs. D. P. Bowers 52
Dion Boucicault 56
Katharine Rodgers 60
John T. Raymond 66
Gertrude Granville } Annie Pixley as M’liss } 74
Playbill of “The Egyptian Mystery,” at Egyptian Hall, San Francisco, 1877 98
Helena Modjeska 104
Belasco as Armand Duval, in “Camille” 130
Belasco, About 1880 140
Henry J. Montague 150
Augustin Daly, About 1870-’75 160
Rose Coghlan } 178 Nina Varian }
Lewis Morrison } 188 James O’Neill }
James A. Herne 200
Mary Jeffreys-Lewis } 230 Osmond Tearle }
Thomas Maguire 252
F. F. Mackaye } 262 Gustave Frohman }
Georgia Cayvan 286
Charles Frohman } 292 Daniel Frohman }
Steele Mackaye, About 1886 298
Annie Robe } Kyrle Bellew } 304
Lester Wallack 306
Albert M. Palmer 310
Edward H. Sothern, About 1888 314
Lotta (Charlotte Crabtree), About the time of “Pawn Ticket 210” 320
David Belasco and Clay M. Greene in 1887 330
A Scene from the “Electra” of Sophocles, as Produced by Belasco, at the old Lyceum Theatre, New York 354
Elsie Leslie as the Pauper-Prince, in “The Prince and the Pauper” 366
Henry C. De Mille 374
Mrs. Leslie Carter, About the time of “The Ugly Duckling” 386
Mrs. Leslie Carter as Miss Helyett 400
Belasco, About 1893 430
Mrs. Leslie Carter, About 1895 438
Mrs. Leslie Carter as Maryland Calvert, in “The Heart of Maryland” 446
Mrs. Leslie Carter as Zaza 464
Belasco, About 1899-1900 472
The Death Scene, Belasco’s “Madame Butterfly” 480
Giacomo Puccini 484
Geraldine Farrar as Madama Butterfly 490
PREFACE
My father’s plan of THE LIFE OF DAVID BELASCO _was communicated, in detail, by him to me. He realized that whenever he might die he was certain to leave much work undone. He hoped and expected, however, to live long enough to complete this book. It was in his mind to the very end. The last entry in his “Journal” refers to it: “June. Saturday, 2. Cloudy and gloomy. Worked all day on the Memoir.” He spoke of it often during his agonized final illness. The last words he ever wrote are a part of it. I have, as well as I could, finished it for him, according to his plan, because I know that he wished me to do so._
_This book was planned by Mr. Winter in 1913, as part of a comprehensive record of the American Stage which he purposed to write. Other kindred projects which he then had in view and on which he labored much include revised and augmented editions of his_ LIFE AND ART OF EDWIN BOOTH and LIFE AND ART OF JOSEPH JEFFERSON; joint biographies of HENRY IRVING and ELLEN TERRY, and an encyclopedical work to be called ALMS FOR OBLIVION, in which he intended to gather a vast mass of miscellaneous material relative to the Theatre. He also had in contemplation a LIFE OF AUGUSTIN DALY, _but he abandoned it because his friend the late Joseph Francis Daly (Augustin’s brother) had undertaken and in large part written a biography of that great theatrical manager and extraordinary man. All those projects languished because of lack of money: such books as those by William Winter issued since 1908 are, in every way, so costly to make that little commercial profit can be derived from them._
_David Belasco, however, is the most conspicuous figure in the contemporary Theatre: his career has been long, picturesque, adventurous, and brilliant: “the present eye praises the present object,” and it was deemed certain that an authentic_ LIFE of that singular, romantic person would prove remunerative as well as interesting, instructive, and valuable. In September, 1913, accordingly,--soon after Mr. Winter’s THE WALLET OF TIME _had been brought out,--I was, as his agent, easily able to make for him very advantageous arrangements for the publication of such a work,--first to be passed through a prominent magazine, as a serial, and then to be issued in book form. Mr. Winter was much pleased and encouraged by this arrangement, and he had begun to gather and shape material for_ THE LIFE OF DAVID BELASCO when announcement was made that Mr. Belasco was writing and would presently publish, in HEARST’S MAGAZINE, an AUTOBIOGRAPHY. My father had met with a similar experience in 1893, when Jefferson’s AUTOBIOGRAPHY, published as a serial in THE CENTURY, forestalled his authoritative LIFE of that great actor, rendering it, monetarily, almost profitless, and, therefore, he deemed it wise to lay aside this book.
Belasco’s THE STORY OF MY LIFE was published in HEARST’S MAGAZINE, _March, 1914, to December, 1915,--but, though it preëmpted the magazine field and made a work therein by my father impossible, it proved wholly inadequate and unreliable as a biography. In September, 1916, however,--soon after_ SHAKESPEARE ON THE STAGE--THIRD SERIES _had been published,--Mr. Winter decided that the time was propitious for him to take up again the present Memoir, and, his publishers agreeing with him, he engaged to do so. He was then ill and weak; but he earnestly desired to work till the last, to be always doing, to overcome every obstacle by the force of his indomitable will, and, whatever he might suffer, never to yield or break under the pressure of adverse circumstance or the burden of age._
_About the end of October, 1916, accordingly, he began the actual writing of this Memoir, and, although repeatedly urged by me to desist, he continued in it almost to the last day of his life. “I might better be dead,” he once exclaimed, “than to sit idle! I must go on: I must work at something: if it were not at this, it would be at something else. Moreover, I will not be beaten by anything: I will make this book the best thing of the kind I have ever yet done.”_
_If he had lived he would have done so; but his spirit was greater than his strength. When death came to him unconnected sections of this book, amounting to about three-fifths of the matter contained in Volume One and about one-third of that contained in Volume Two, were in type, awaiting his revision. Much of the remainder was in manuscript--some parts of it practically completed, some of it more or less roughly drafted. My task has been, substantially, to supply some dates, to fill some blanks, and to edit, coördinate, and join the material left by my father. That task I have performed with reverence and care, and if the errors and defects in this work--which I hope are few--be recognized as mine, and the merits and beauties in it--which I know to be many--be recognized as his, then the responsibility of authorship will be rightly divided._
_Mr. Winter was of many moods,--and, when possible, he wrought at his writing as he felt inclined. That is the reason why some passages in this book which stand near to its close were finished and polished by him, while others, much earlier, were left incomplete or isolated. The subject of The Theatrical Syndicate, for example, was thoroughly familiar to him, and he wrote the section devoted to that subject in intervals of his restudy of “The Return of Peter Grimm,” a play about which he had written, for this book, little but rough notes when the end came (I have, herein, reprinted his criticism of that play previously recorded in another place). The last passage in the text on which he worked is that treating of “The Girl I Left Behind Me.” He brought the revised manuscript of that passage to me on the afternoon of June 2 and asked me to type it for him, saying: “I like the earnestness of it, and if you will make a fair copy for me I will go over it once more in the morning and dismiss it: I am too tired to go on to-day.” On June 3, 4, and 5, although suffering acutely, he insisted on rising, each day, and attempted to work, but was unable to do so. On the morning of June 5 he was forced to take to his bed. That was the beginning of the end._
_My father died on June 30, 1917. The direct cause of his death was uræmic poisoning, sequent on angina pectoris. His personal reticence was extreme; he disliked strangers about him and depended on me; it was, therefore, my very great privilege to wait on and nurse him in his final sickness. His suffering was indescribable and was exceeded only by his invariable patience and gentleness. The last thing he ever wrote was the Dedication of this book. At about eleven o’clock on the night of June 9 he endeavored to compose himself to sleep. I sat at the door of his bedroom until about midnight, when, as it was obvious that he could not sleep and that he was in terrible distress, I went to him. The next two hours were specially hard: there is little that can be done in such circumstances but to hope for the release of death. Anybody who has seen and heard the piteous restlessness and the dreadful, strangulated breathing characteristic of such a condition as my father’s then was is not likely to forget them. At about two o’clock in the morning, his breathing and his pulse both being so bad that I believed he was then to die, he asked to be helped out of bed into a chair. I lifted him into one, and, after a little while, he asked, with much difficulty, “Is there paper--pencil, here?” Supposing that he wished to write some request or message that he was not able to speak, I immediately gave him a pad of paper and a pencil. He sat for a few minutes with them in his lap, gathering his strength. Then he took them up and slowly, painfully, wrote the Dedication of this book, all except the four lines of verse with which it ends. He made a mark beneath the text and wrote there “Four lines of verse--not finished yet.” A while later he seemed to grow easier and presently asked to be got back to bed. The next day, June 10, in the forenoon, he asked me to help him to dress, which I did: it was the last time he ever had his clothes on. He read for a little while in one of his favorite books, Boswell’s “Life of Johnson,”--the passage relative to the execution of Dr. Dodd. He presently spoke to me, in his old, gentle, whimsical way, of “the touching resignation shown in Johnson’s letter to the fact that Dodd was going to be hanged.” Then, after an interval of acute and dreadful distress, he spoke of his illness. He said: “It is my principle_ to go on. _I felt that I was going to die last night,--that’s why I wrote the Dedication to the ’Belasco.’ I feared I should die before I could complete that work and the three other books I have undertaken. But my principle is to go on: to hold on, till the end--and then_, still hold on! _I do not mean to break. But I am very sick.” Soon afterward he became so weak that it was necessary to get his clothes off and lift him back to bed. In the afternoon he roused himself again,--rising above the tide of poison which was slowly submerging him, as visibly as a drowning man rises in water,--and asked for the Dedication, which I had typewritten. He sat up in bed and revised it, as it now stands, and then added the four lines of verse. Although he had been suffering horribly for days he made but one mistake in writing the Dedication: he wrote “use_less_” instead of “use_ful_“--and was much vexed with himself for doing so. In the last line of the verse he first wrote “boy”; in the evening he changed that word to “son.”_
Among the manuscript notes left by my father I have found the beginning of a PREFACE to this book, which I think it desirable to print here because it gives in his words some intimation of his purpose and feeling in undertaking the writing of it:
* * * * *
David Belasco is the leading theatrical manager in the United States; the manager from whom it is reasonable to expect that the most of achievement can proceed that will be advantageous to the Stage, as an institution, and to the welfare of the Public to which that institution is essential and precious. I have long believed that a truthful, comprehensive, minute narrative of his career,--which has been one of much vicissitude and interest,--ought to be written now, while he is still living and working, when perhaps it may augment his prosperity, cheer his mind, and stimulate his ambition to undertake new tasks and gain new honors. In that belief I have written this book, not as a panegyric, but as a Memoir.
[Illustration: IN MEMORIAM
“Earthly Fame Is fortune’s frail dependent; yet there lives A Judge, who, as man claims by merit, gives: To whose all-pondering mind a noble aim, Faithfully kept, is as a noble deed; In whose pure sight all virtue doth succeed.” --Wordsworth
photograph by I. Almstaedt, Staten Island. son of Jefferson Winter.]
William Winter
_David Belasco and William Winter were friends for thirty-odd years. They did not always agree as to the course which should be followed in theatrical management; but their disagreements on that subject, such as they were, never estranged them nor lessened their mutual sympathetic understanding, respect, and regard. Belasco, undoubtedly, is what my father called him, “the last of the real managers,” the heir of all the theatric ages in America that have been led by Dunlap, Caldwell, Gilfert, Wood, the Wallacks, Booth, McCullough, Ford, Palmer, and Daly, and it is fitting that his_ LIFE _should have been written by the one man in all the world best qualified to perform the task. Belasco’s feeling about the matter, at once modest and appreciative, is shown in a letter from which I quote the following_:
(David Belasco to William Winter.)
October 18, 1916.
MY DEAR WILLIAM WINTER:--
I am greatly honored to know that you are really going to write the history of my life! I will not say “It is an honor that I dreamed not of,” because I have dreamed of it. But I never thought you would really undertake it. Of course I will, as you ask, very gladly do anything and everything I can to assist you.
But though my life has not been altogether an easy or uneventful one, in all sincerity I can hardly think of it as worthy of your brilliant pen. Yet you know how I have always looked up to you, and so you will know how much this means to me and how much I appreciate it. And because “I hold every man a debtor to his profession” I am more than delighted that you think the public will be interested in the life of a theatrical manager,--and that manager me. If only I had been able to do all that I wanted to, then there would have been a career worthy even of your pen.
It pleases me so much whenever there comes a real, worthwhile tribute to the profession I adore--the Stage! It is great and wonderful to think that my name is to be written in the records of the American Theatre by you: that hereafter the name of Belasco (just a stroller from California in the dear old days of the pioneers) will be found written by you along with the names of those who made our Theatre possible as well as great. I mean the men and women who gave my profession of their best--long, arduous, weary years of hard, hard work, at the sacrifice of personal comfort; who studied and toiled and played their parts uncomplainingly night after night in the changing bills; the friends who were never too tired to learn something; who lived simply and poorly and yet had the courage to marry and bring up their children and give the Stage a new generation; the friends who found joy in the few hours they held sacred in the home--often a barren room or two. Beautiful! Those are the boys and girls I love--our pioneers. What pathetic figures--what noble examples many of them were! Such men and women I reverence--I salute them! And I thank you for the compliment you pay me, as a humble follower of the Theatre, when you write my name with theirs.... We must meet soon and have good, long talks about the golden days in California,--my California. Facts I can give you: exact dates I will not promise. I have never kept a “Diary.”... As far as I possibly can I will make my convenience to suit yours....
Faithfully,
DAVID BELASCO.
_Many readers may suppose, because Belasco is still living and at the zenith of his career, that it was an easy task to compile and arrange a complete record of his life. The truth is far otherwise. There was once a vast amount of invaluable material for such a record,--comprising a copy of every programme in which his name appeared from 1871 to the end of the theatrical season of 1897-’98, together with every important article about him or his work in the same period, several scores of photographs of him in dramatic characters and many hundreds of interesting letters. But that unique collection, the property and pride of his mother, was destroyed in the great San Francisco earthquake-fire, April 18, 1906; and his dubiosity about exact dates proved to be more than justified. The comprehensive and authoritative Chronology of Belasco’s life which is included in this Memoir is, therefore, chiefly the product of Mr. Winter’s indefatigable, patient original research and labor: such parts of it as were not made by him were made entirely according to his plan and by his direction, specifying the sources of information to be consulted. And I would specially emphasize the fact that wherever this Memoir may be found to differ from, or conflict with, other accounts of Belasco’s career those other accounts are erroneous._
_The letters which appear in this Memoir were all selected by my father,--excepting a few of his, toward the end, which I have inserted. Mr. Winter requested Belasco to chose from his collection such letters as he would permit to be used, but received from him a reply in which he writes_:
... I would be glad to go through my letters for you, as you requested, if I could; but the fact is I am so over-worked just now that I simply can’t take the time to do it. I am, therefore, sending over to you eight or nine old letter-books of mine and two boxes of old letters. I really don’t know what is in them (for I haven’t looked at them for years), but I hope you will be able to find something useful and such as you want among them. If not, let me know and I will send over some more. All the other material you ask for in the list which Jefferson left at the theatre last week was destroyed in the [San Francisco] fire.... I don’t believe there are twelve pictures of me “in character” in existence. I had dozens made when I was young, but I don’t know of anybody who has any to-day, except my wife. She has a set of, I think, six, which I will ask her to lend us....
_In assembling originals for pictorial illustration of this work I have been specially aided by Mr. Belasco, who has not only loaned me everything in his own collection for which I have asked but has also obtained for my use many photographs in the Albert Davis Collection, as well as the six very interesting and now, I believe, unique pictures of him, preserved by Mrs. Belasco, in the characters of_ Hamlet, Marc Antony, King Louis the Eleventh, Uncle Tom, Fagin, and Robert Macaire. _For photographs of members of the Theatrical Syndicate I am indebted to my father’s friend and mine, Louis V. De Foe, Esq., of New York. My father was not altogether satisfied with the illustrations of his other books: every effort has been made to embellish this one as nearly as possible in the manner in which he would have had it done._
_On behalf of my father and in accordance with a written note found among his papers I would here make grateful acknowledgment of the courtesy of Mr. Belasco’s sister, Mrs. Sarah Mayer; his brother, Mr. Frederick Belasco, and his nephew, Mr. E. B. Mayer, all of San Francisco, who endeavored to answer many inquiries by Mr. Winter and who were able to provide some necessary corroboration of details. Also, I would make acknowledgment of the obliging kindness shown him by the late James Louis Gillis (1857-1917), Librarian of the California State Library at Sacramento, and by his assistants, unknown, who searched for Mr. Winter various old California newspaper files which, otherwise, might have remained inaccessible._
_For myself, I owe thanks to Mr. Gillis’ successor as State Librarian of California, Milton J. Ferguson, Esq.; to William Seymour, Esq., to James A. Madison, Esq., and to the several members of Mr. Belasco’s personal staff,--all of whom have assisted me in verifying for my father casts of plays long ago forgotten and in supplying or verifying dates. I wish, also, to thank Captain Joseph H. Coit, formerly Vice-President and manager of Moffat, Yard & Company,--now, I believe, on service somewhere in France,--without whose coöperation this work, perhaps, might not have been undertaken._
_To Mr. Belasco I owe a debt of lasting gratitude--not only for his unquestioning, instant compliance with every request I have ventured to make of him, but far more for his simple, hearty sympathy in affliction and his great personal kindness, which is not less valued because I know that, primarily, it has been inspired by his reverence and affection for my father._
_The Indices to this work I am chiefly responsible for. They have been prepared on the model of others made under my father’s direction and in large part by him: many of the biographical facts given in them were set down for the purpose by him. I trust that they will be found accurate and useful._
_The delay in publishing this work has been due in part to ill-health which compelled me long to neglect it; in part to technical and mechanical difficulties and mischances in its manufacture. I surmise that notwithstanding the great care which has been exercised some minor errors and slips will be found to have crept into this edition:[A] if any are observed I shall be glad to have them brought to my attention in order that they may be corrected in future issues._
JEFFERSON WINTER.
46 Winter Avenue, New Brighton,
Staten Island, New York.
June 30, 1918.
THE LIFE OF DAVID BELASCO.
ANCESTRY AND BIRTH.
David Belasco, one of the most singular, characteristic, picturesque, and influential persons who have participated in the theatrical movement in America, is descended from an old Portuguese Hebrew family (the name of which was originally pronounced “Valasco”), members of which emigrated from Portugal to England in the reign of the Portuguese King Emanuel the First (1495-1521), at one time in which reign the Jews in Portugal were cruelly persecuted, so that all of them who could do so fled from that country. His father, Humphrey Abraham Belasco, was a native of England, born in London, December 26, 1830. His mother, whose maiden name was Reina Martin, was also of English nativity, born in London, April 24, 1830. Both were Jews. They were poor and their social position was humble. The father’s occupation was that of a harlequin. He was proficient in his calling and he pursued it successfully at various London theatres, but he did not find it remunerative. He wished to improve his condition, and affected, as many others were, by the “gold fever,”--which broke out and soon became epidemic after the discoveries of gold in California (1842-1848), and was almost everywhere acute during 1849 and the early fifties,--he determined to seek his fortune in that apparent Eldorado. This determination was approved by his wife, who, like himself, was a person of strong character and adventurous spirit, and, accordingly, in 1852-’53, they voyaged, in a sailing vessel, to Aspinwall (now Colon), crossed the isthmus to Panama, and went thence, by another sailing vessel, to San Francisco, California, arriving there almost destitute. Their first lodging was in a house, long ago destroyed, in Howard Street, where, in a room in a cellar, July 25, 1853, occurred the birth of their first child, David Belasco, the subject of this Memoir.
BOYHOOD IN BRITISH COLUMBIA.
The residence of those adventurers in San Francisco continued for several years, Humphrey Belasco keeping a general shop and moderately prospering as a tradesman, but about the beginning of 1858 they migrated (travelling by sailing vessel) to the coast town of Victoria, then a trading post of the Hudson’s Bay Company,--later (1862)
From an old photograph. Belasco’s Collection. THE INFANT BELASCO AND HIS PARENTS, 1854 INSCRIPTION: “Father and Mother and Me--during my first starring engagement.--D. B.”
incorporated a city. There Humphrey Belasco continued in business, as a dealer in tobacco, fur, and other commodities, trading with miners and Indian hunters and trappers, and also he dabbled in real estate speculation and took part in mining operations, joining a party that explored the Cariboo Mines region. He was not fortunate in his real estate and mining ventures, nor did he specially prosper in trade,--though, as Macaulay says of Richardson, the novelist, “he kept his shop and his shop kept him.[B]” Humphrey Belasco is mentioned, in a record of that place, as keeping a tobacco shop there, in Yates Street, in 1862. He remained in Victoria for about seven years, and there three of his children were born: Israel, July 25, 1861; Frederick, June 25, 1862, and Walter, January 1, 1864. The elder Belasco was a social favorite, and so considerable was his popularity that he was more than once asked to accept public office,--a distinction which he declined. He is remembered as a modest, lovable person, genial in feeling and manner, a pleasant companion and a clever entertainer in the privacy of his home, and as having been specially fond of quietude.
In Victoria much of David’s childhood was passed. From his mother, who was intellectual, imaginative, romantic, and of a peculiarly amiable disposition, he received the rudiments of education: she taught him neatness, self-respect, industry, and the importance of acquiring knowledge. I have heard him speak of her, with deep emotion, as the friend from whom he had derived those lessons of courage, energy, perseverance, and arduous labor that have guided him through life. He was early sent to a school called the Colonial, in Victoria, conducted by an Irishman named Burr, remembered as a person whose temper was violent and whose discipline was harsh. Later, he attended a school called the Collegiate, conducted by T. C. Woods, a clergyman. When about seven years old he attracted the attention of a kindly Roman Catholic priest, Father ---- McGuire, then aged eighty-six, who perceived in him uncommon intelligence and precocious talent, and who presently proposed to his parents that the boy should dwell under his care in a monastery and be educated. Strenuous objection to that arrangement was at first made by David’s father, sturdily Jewish and strictly orthodox in his religious views; but the mother, more liberal in opinion and more sagaciously provident of the future, assented, and her persuasions, coincident with the wish of the lad himself, eventually prevailed against the paternal scruples. In the monastery David remained about two and a half years, supervised by Father McGuire, and he made good progress in various studies. The effect of the training to which he was there subjected was exceedingly beneficial: ecclesiastics of the Roman Catholic Church have long been eminent for scholarship and for efficiency in the education of youth: their influence endured, and it is visible in David Belasco’s habits of thought, use of mental powers, tireless labor, persistent purpose to excel, and likewise in his unconscious demeanor, and even in his attire. It would have been better for the boy if he had remained longer in the monastic cell and under the guidance of his benevolent protector, but he had inherited a gypsy temperament and a roving propensity, he became discontented with seclusion, and suddenly, without special cause and without explanation, he fled from the monastery and joined a wandering circus, with which he travelled. In that association he was taught to ride horses “bareback” and to perform as a miniature clown. A serious illness presently befell him and, being disabled, he was left in a country town, where he would have died but for the benevolent care of a clown, Walter Kingsley by name, who remained with him,--obtaining a scanty subsistence by clowning and singing in the streets, for whatever charity might bestow,--and nursed him through a malignant fever, only himself to be stricken with it, and to die, just as the boy became convalescent. Meantime Humphrey Belasco, having contrived to trace his fugitive son, came to his rescue and carried him back to Victoria, to a loving mother’s care and to his life at school.
EARLY PROCLIVITY FOR THE THEATRE.
It was about this time, 1862-’63, that David’s strong inclination for theatrical pursuits became specially manifest. His mother was fond of poetry, and she, and also his school teachers, had taught him to memorize and recite verses. His parents, the father having been a professional harlequin (one of David’s uncles, his namesake, it should be mentioned, was the admired English actor David James [1839-1893], and the whole family was histrionical), naturally sought the Theatre and affiliated as much as they could with whatever players came to Victoria or were resident there as members of the local stock company. David had been “carried on,” at the Victoria Theatre Royal, as Cora’s Child, in “Pizarro,”--that once famous play,
From an old photograph. The Albert Davis Collection. JULIA DEAN (HAYNE)
adapted from Augustus Frederick Ferdinand von Kotzebue’s “Die Spanier in Peru,” and rewritten by Sheridan. That incident probably occurred when the talented and beautiful Julia Dean (1830-1868), in the season of 1857-’58, first acted in Victoria,--“Pizarro” having been in her repertory and Cora one of the parts in which she was distinguished. In June, 1856, Julia Dean was lessee of the American Theatre, San Francisco; she made several tours in Pacific Coast towns. Belasco remembers having played the boy, William, in “East Lynne,” with her, but that appearance must have occurred later, because “East Lynne,” as a novel, was not published till 1861, and it was not launched earlier as a play. Julia Dean returned to the East in 1858, but made at least one subsequent tour of the Western States.
MEMORIES OF JULIA DEAN.
Belasco’s random recollections of the actors with whom he was brought in contact while in California and other parts of the West are those of a youthful enthusiast, generally injudicious, frequently incorrect, sometimes informative, always indicative of amiability. Julia Dean, who held little David in her arms when he was a child, and with whom he appeared in boyhood, remains to this day an object of his homage. She was one of the best actresses of her time. I saw her first at the Boston Museum, in 1854, as Julia, in “The Hunchback,” later in other characters, and was charmed by her exquisite beauty and her winning personality. I saw her for the last time, in New York, in July, 1867, at the Broadway Theatre (the house which had been Wallack’s Lyceum), where she was playing,--with peculiar skill and fine effect,--Laura Fairlie and Anne Catherick, in “The Woman in White.” She was a scion of a theatrical family. Her maternal grandfather, Samuel Drake (1772-1847), an English actor, was highly esteemed on our Stage a hundred years ago. Her mother, Julia Drake (first Mrs. Thomas Fosdick, later Mrs. Edmund Dean), was a favorite in the theatres of the West and was accounted exceptionally brilliant. Julia Dean went on the stage (1845) at Louisville, Kentucky, made her first appearance in New York in 1846, at the old Bowery Theatre, and continued in practice of her art till the end of her life. She was lovely in person and not less lovely in character. Her figure was tall and slender, her complexion fair, her hair chestnut-brown, her voice sweet, her movement graceful, and she had sparkling hazel eyes. The existing portraits of her give no adequate reflection of her beauty. In acting, her intelligence was faultless, her demeanor natural, her feeling intense. Her every action seemed spontaneous. Her imagination was quick, she possessed power and authority, and she could thrill her audience with fine bursts of passion,--as notably she did in the Fifth Act of “The Hunchback”; but, as I recall her, she enticed chiefly by her intrinsic loveliness. Her performance of Knowles’s Julia was perfection. She played many exacting parts,--such as Bianca, in “Fazio”; Mrs. Haller, in “The Stranger”; Margaret Elmore, in “Love’s Sacrifice”; Griseldis, and Adrienne Lecouvreur. She was the primary Norma, in Epes Sargent’s “Priestess,” which was first acted in Boston, and she was the primary Leonor, in George Henry Boker’s tragedy of “Leonor de Guzman,” first produced at the original Broadway Theatre, New York, April 25, 1854. Whatever she did was earnestly done. Her soul was in her art, and she never permitted anything to degrade it. A marriage contracted (1855) with Dr. Arthur Hayne,--son of Robert Young Hayne, United States Senator from South Carolina, whose semi-seditious advocacy of “State Rights” prompted Daniel Webster’s great oration in the Senate (1830),--resulted unhappily, somewhat embittering her mind and impairing the bloom of her artistic style. She obtained a divorce and (1866) became the wife of James Cooper. She died suddenly, in childbirth, March 6, 1868. At her funeral, two days later, at Christ Church, Fifth Avenue and Thirty-first Street, New York, the service was performed by Rev. Ferdinand Cartwright Ewer (1826-1883), a noted Episcopalian ritualist, who in early life had been a dramatic critic,--one of competent intelligence, good judgment, and considerate candor,--associated with the newspaper press of San Francisco, had known her in the season of her California triumphs, and well knew her worth both as actress and woman.
REMOVAL TO SAN FRANCISCO.
Young David Belasco was frequently utilized for infantile and juvenile parts at the Victoria Theatre. In 1864, when Charles Kean, in his farewell “tour round the world,” filled a short engagement there, the lad appeared as the little Duke of York, in “King Richard III.” His age was then eleven, but he was diminutive and therefore he suited that part. During Kean’s engagement he also appeared as a super in “Pauline.” About 1865 Humphrey Belasco, his fortunes not improving as he had hoped, removed his family from Victoria and established residence in San Francisco, where he opened a fruit
From photographs by Brady. The Albert Davis Collection. “THE KEANS” CHARLES JOHN KEAN ELLEN TREE, MRS. KEAN (1811-1868) (1805-1880) Taken during their last American tour, 1864-’65, soon after Belasco appeared with them in “King Richard III”
shop, fraternized with players at the theatres, gaining friends and popularity, and where he spent the rest of his life. David was sent to the Lincoln Grammar School, which for some time he continued to attend. There he was studious, and there, in particular, he was trained in elocution,--that art having been specially esteemed by his teachers. Among the persons who, at various times, instructed him in elocution were Dr. Ira G. Hoitt, Miss---- James, Professor Ebenezer Knowlton, and Miss “Nelly” Holbrook, once an actress of distinction (she figures among the oldtime female players of Hamlet and Romeo), mother of the contemporary actor (1917) Holbrook Blinn. The boy’s talent for declamation had been quickly perceived, and a judicious endeavor was made to foster and develop it. Among the poems he was taught to recite, and which, in the esteem of his teachers, he recited well, were “The Vagabonds,” by John Townsend Trowbridge; “The Maniac,” by Matthew Gregory Lewis; “Curfew Must Not Ring To-night,” by Rosa Hartwick Thorpe, and “Bernardo del Carpio,” by Felicia Hemans. Those poems were well chosen for the purpose in view, because each of them contains a dramatic element propitious to a declaimer.
GLIMPSES OF BOYHOOD.
At one time, in his boyhood, at Victoria, Belasco was adopted by the local Fire Department as “a mascot,” and when parades of the firemen occurred,--the hook and ladder vehicle being drawn with ropes by the men,--the little lad either walked at the head of the line or rode, perched high upon the wagon, arrayed in a red shirt, black trousers and boots, and a fire-helmet. After removing, with his parents, from Victoria to San Francisco, he was sent to a school called the Fourth Street, and it was from there that he went to the Lincoln. He took the honors for penmanship, being assigned to keep the school “rolls,” and sometimes his “compositions” were framed and hung in the halls, for the edification of other pupils. There, also, he was awarded a gold medal, as being the best reader and performer of Tragedy,--a prize which he pawned for the benefit of the family,--while his chum, James O. Barrows, obtained a silver medal for special cleverness in Comedy. As a schoolboy he was particularly fond of reading “dime novels,” which, for convenience of surreptitious perusal, he customarily concealed in his boots. For some time after their return to San Francisco the Belascos dwelt in a house in Harrison Street; later, they resided in Louisa Street.
The first play, apparently, that David wrote was concocted later, after the family had removed to No. 174 Clara Street, and was entitled “Jim Black; or, The Regulator’s Revenge!” Another of his early pieces of dramatic writing (and, perhaps, it may have been the first) was called “The Roll of the Drum.” Belasco is very positive that he wrote this soon after the death of Abraham Lincoln (April 15, 1865),--at which time he was less than twelve years old. His recollection regarding this may be correct; there is no doubt that he was an extraordinarily precocious child, and such children do, sometimes, write astonishing compositions even at an earlier age than twelve. Belasco is equally positive that his play, while it was, at various times, acted outside of San Francisco, was never played in that city. A play of the same name was performed, by Mme. Methua-Scheller and associates, at Maguire’s Opera House, for the benefit of “Sue” Robinson, on November 26, 1869, announced as “The new military drama”; this was not Belasco’s play, but one wholly different from it. Belasco’s custom, as a lad, was to keep a table by his bedside, with writing materials, candle and matches upon it, in order to note at once any idea that might occur to him as likely to be of service in his theatrical work, and he was often rewarded for this precaution. In all my study of theatrical history I have not encountered a person more downright daft, more completely saturated in every fibre of his being, with passion for the Stage and things dramatical than was young David Belasco.
SCHOOL DAYS IN SAN FRANCISCO.
The following extract from a letter dated December 25, 1916, addressed to Belasco by one of his schoolmates, E. F. Lennon, Esqr., now (1917) City Clerk of Red Bluff, Tehama County, California, provides a glimpse of him as a schoolboy in San Francisco: