While
rumour has it that some of our actor-managers are to be knighted, an actress
has been righted, for Miss Ada Ward has become a Salvation lass. Miss Ward has
had a varied career. She has been on the stage for twenty years, having played
with Modjeska and as leading lady of the Theatre Royal, Melbourne. Indeed, she
has been four times around the world in that time. She has also been twice
married, divorcing her first husband in her seventeenth year; and she served as
a nurse during the Siege of Paris, writing a magazine article about her
experiences thereat. Recently she has been playing in Portsmouth as Lady Isabel
in “East Lynne”, and in “The Forger’s Wife”.
But all that she
has renounced. She called the members of the company around her on the stage
when the curtain fell on Saturday night week, and informed them that she had
renounced the sock and buskin for the tambourine. Then, distributing her
dresses and jewels, she left the stage for the Army barracks, and addressed a
crowded meeting on Sunday. She is quite frank about it all, and told the Daily Mail man about her transformation
scene –
“For the past four months I have been stopping in Portsmouth, preparing for a tour I had booked this season. During that time I occasionally went to the Salvation Army meetings, the simple, earnest demeanour of the people there had always attracted me, but I did not go to the penitent form entirely of my own volition. It was on the night of the 6th of last January, I felt something touch me. Thinking it was someone wanting to pass, I looked up with the intention of moving, when, right in front of me, I saw the figure of the Saviour as distinctly and plainly as I see you now. I got up and went to the penitent form. Something led me, and the feeling was such a peculiar one that I cannot describe it, but the presence has never left me.”
“For the past four months I have been stopping in Portsmouth, preparing for a tour I had booked this season. During that time I occasionally went to the Salvation Army meetings, the simple, earnest demeanour of the people there had always attracted me, but I did not go to the penitent form entirely of my own volition. It was on the night of the 6th of last January, I felt something touch me. Thinking it was someone wanting to pass, I looked up with the intention of moving, when, right in front of me, I saw the figure of the Saviour as distinctly and plainly as I see you now. I got up and went to the penitent form. Something led me, and the feeling was such a peculiar one that I cannot describe it, but the presence has never left me.”
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