Actorviews (1923)

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Heart Interest and Mr. A. H. Woods Y APPOINTMENT with Mr. A. H. Woods was for eight o’clock at the Blackstone Hotel. At seven-thirty the news went whanging through Chicago that his new playhouse — the about-to-be-opened Woods Theater — had been bombed at its Dearborn street entrance. I heard this news at seven fifty-five. “A fine time,” thought I, “to expect to find a manager sitting at home waiting for me to come up and take his interview for a Sunday newspaper.” And then it occurred to me that “Al” Woods has among his kind a curious reputation for always paying his bets. And I continued on my way to the hotel, and Mr. Woods kept his engagement. He was waiting for me. As far as I am concerned, his reputation for paying his bets is safe forevermore. He was laughing when I got to the Blackstone. And I had to laugh, too, when I heard what he had been telling the innocent gentlemen of the press who had asked him whom he suspected of trying to blow down the Woods Theater. “I told them,” he laughed, “that if it wasn’t the Shuberts it was Klaw and Erlanger.” Then he said, “Let’s go upstairs and talk before they blow it up again.” And the millionaire producer