The Nightingale (Alice Johnson) is an operatic star, and has become enamored of a specie of "Johnny," who she supposes is unmarried. An anonymous letter conveys to her that he has a wife and child. She is in her dressing room at the theatre when the news arrives, and induces the property man to make love to her when the deceiver appears. This he does, and Charles Gilbert (Henry Burkhardt) is made to acknowledge his perfidy by the unnecessary appearance of the wife, who stands foolishly about long enough to acknowledge her position. The actress drives her former sweetheart away, and with a heroic effort responds to the call of the stage manager to take up her part.
It may sound good, but the audience doesn't believe it. "The Nightingale" will please in a fashion; almost anything directly concerning the back of the stage can get through, but it will not be or become a record-breaker in the applause list, though containing cheap sentiment and fair slang
A French accent is capably taken care of by Miss Johnson, but there her few efforts cease. Gilbert-should be allowed to acknowledge his deception, falling back for excuse upon the shop-worn frailties of stage women. This might also allow Miss Johnson scope for legitimate work in upbraiding him, disregarding the present maudlin finale.
Variety 7:2 (07/13/1907)