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id left our city), I grew ill with weariness and scouragement. Hope had almost sunk beneath y horizon when John McCullough was an-)unced to appear in Louisville. Anxious to cheer me, Dr. Griffin pocketed his ide, and, without an introduction, called upon e actor. Telling him of my despondency, he tve a description of my work, as seen through s prejudiced eyes. Mr. McCullough hated age - struck people, and said as much. He ,me to our house, he afterwards owned, only to i himself of Dr. Griffin's importunities. It was imiliating for my excellent friend and step-father have to beg an audience of one on whom he id no claim, but he kept to his point, and at last on the actor's consent to give me a hearing. As ay be imagined, when Spartacus % arrived, he as in a gladiatorial mood, ready to combat the itire family, its stage - struck heroine in particu-r. Seeing that we listened to his tirade against ^ould-be actors " quite unmoved, he changed his aimer, yawned, looked bored, and was generally sagreeable. " I have only a quarter of an hour,"
* said, " and as you will have my opinion of your
* The leading character in the tragedy of *' The Gladiator," with which r, McCullough was always identified after Forrest's death.