"Mrs. Jordan and Kemble, according to Green Room report, are not upon the most amicable footing. It is supposed that the lady takes advantages of her popularity to be ill when she pleases, and has refused to perform in a farce when Mrs. Siddons appears in the play, and for this modest reason, 'that she will not fill the house, and let Mrs. Siddons run away with the reputation of it.'"—(Morning Post, Mar. 10, 1789.)
We come across a curious glimpse of Mrs. Robinson—the "Perdita," (deserted by her "Florizel,") in the Morning Post, March 11, 1789.
"Perdita, the once beautiful Perdita, parades, every day, along Pall Mall, in her carriage, from which she frequently
'Casts a longing ling'ring look,'
in hopes that her charms, which, formerly, commanded the grave and the gay, may revive an attachment long since extinguished. This unhappy beauty had better try Hyde Park, if she must have a little morning air—such a daily excursion would be more serviceable to her health, than an anxious ride through Pall Mall, can be gratifying to her pride."
Theatrical Salaries were not very high—for, teste, the Morning Post, of March 13, 1789:—
"It is said that Mrs. Jordan has but Six Pounds a week. Who will venture to say, that, considering the present attraction of her talent, this is an adequate recompense?"
The Morning Post, Oct. 27, 1798, has the following two paragraphs as to behaviour at the theatres:—
"Two men in the pit at Drury Lane Theatre, last night, were so turbulent, and riotous, during the last act of Henry the Fifth, that the performance was interrupted upwards of a quarter of an hour. The audience, at last, asserted their power, and turned them disgracefully out of the Theatre. This should always be done to crush the race of disgusting puppies that are a constant nuisance at the playhouse every night."
"A box lobby puppy having insulted a gentleman at Covent Garden Theatre, on Friday night, received a very suitable drubbing. When this necessary chastisement was completed, the beater demanded satisfaction. 'Have I not thrashed you to your heart's content?' said the gentleman. The other replied, with great simplicity, 'Sir, that is no satisfaction to me.'"