CHAP. | | PAGE | I. | THE GOOD OLD TIMES | 13 | II. | IRVING IN FAUST | 30 | III. | ADELAIDE NEILSON | 47 | IV. | EDWIN BOOTH | 63 | V. | MARY ANDERSON | 90 | VI. | OLIVIA | 119 | VII. | ON JEFFERSON'S AUTOBIOGRAPHY | 130 | VIII. | ON JEFFERSON'S ACTING | 151 | IX. | JEFFERSON AND FLORENCE | 159 | X. | ON THE DEATH OF FLORENCE | 169 | XI. | SHYLOCK AND PORTIA | 178 | XII. | JOHN McCULLOUGH | 185 | XIII. | CHARLOTTE CUSHMAN | 206 | XIV. | LAWRENCE BARRETT | 215 | XV. | IRVING IN RAVENSWOOD | 226 | XVI. | MERRY WIVES AND FALSTAFF | 243 | XVII. | ADA REHAN | 258 | XVIII. | TENNYSON'S FORESTERS | 269 | XIX. | ELLEN TERRY: MERCHANT OF VENICE | 286 | XX. | RICHARD MANSFIELD | 301 | XXI. | GENEVIEVE WARD | 315 | XXII. | EDWARD S. WILLARD | 322 | XXIII. | SALVINI | 339 | XXIV. | IRVING AS EUGENE ARAM | 348 | XXV. | CHARLES FISHER | 367 | XXVI. | MRS. GILBERT | 374 | XXVII. | JAMES LEWIS | 379 | XXVIII. | A LEAF FROM MY JOURNAL | 383 | "—It so fell out that certain players We o'er-raught on the way: of these we told him; And there did seem in him a kind of joy To hear of it."
Hamlet. "Of all the cants which are canted in this canting world—though the cant of hypocrites may be the worst—the cant of criticism is the most tormenting. I would go fifty miles on foot, for I have not a horse worth riding on, to kiss the hand of that man who will give up the reins of his imagination into his author's hands,—be pleased he knows not why and cares not wherefore." Tristram Shandy.
SHADOWS OF THE STAGE.
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