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G. A. R.—Captain Anthony J. Allaire
was born in the City of Cincinnati on the 17th of
February, 1829, und came to this city when quite
young. He served his time as a blacksmith, and
worked for two or three years at that trade. While
so employed he joined the Fire Department, and was
attached to Engine, No. 41. He was not long in this
service when be was made foreman. Captain Al
laire joined the police force August 24, 1860, and
was assigned for duty to the Eighteenth Precinct.
In May. 1861, he was made a roundsman, and in
three months was made sergeant. When the war
broke out he joined the 133 d Regiment New York
Volunteers, and in August, 1862, became captain of
Company E. He was present at the battle of Port
Hudson, Marksville Plains, Bisland, Cross Roads,
Vermillion,-and several other engagements along
tho Red River. On August 4, 1864, he was commis
sioned major, and in December of the same year
was appointed lieutenant colonel. In 1865 he rose
to the rank of brigadier general, by brevet, for
meritorious conduct in the Held. Ho returned to
Washington in 1864, and, a few minutes’ after his
arrival, was ordered to the front in defense of the
Capitol, which was threatened by Jubal Early,
whose advances Allaire helped to check. When
peace was restored in 1865 General Allaire returned
;o New York and resumed duty as a roundsman.
Five days later he was appointed sergeant in the
Fifteenth Precinct. On May 23, 1867, he was ap
pointed captain and assigned to the Twenty-first
Precinct. On July 6, 1869, he was transferred to the
Fourth Precinct. In 1877 Captain Allaire was trans
ferred to the Eighteenth Precinct and broke up the
"Dutch mob.’ In the same year he was trans
ferred to Headquarters and was appointed instructor
to the force. In 1879 he was transferred to the
Tenth Precinct. Captain Allaire’s record, though a
very interesting one, is too long to be printed in
this column.
Geo. Quincy.—lst. The symbol £
Stands for libra, the Latin for pound. As the cash
Value of twenty shillings sterling, it was adopted in
the Carlorfngian period because the Homan pound
—twelve ounces of pure silver—was coined into 240
silver pence. Twelve pence to the shilling gives
you the twenty shillings to the libra, or £. 2d.
AVith one exception, aluminum is tho most abun
dant of all the metals. It is white, like silver, and
might bo taken lor it were it not much lighter, bulk
for bulk. The clay, or alumina from which it is
made, is not in any particular spot or country.
After more than thirty years of labor, and at a cost
of over $250,000, James Webster, the English chem
-Ist and metallurgist, has discovered a method of ex
tracting aluminum by burning or roasting alum,
instead of obtaining it by precipitation. It is a pe
culiar metal —never oxidizes, tarnishes, nor changes
under any circumstances. It can be given the color
of gold, silver, purple or bronze, and it further dif
fers from all other metals in that it is never pro
duced direct from ore, but instead, only by long and
elaborate processes. The chief value of aluminum
at present is in tempering, or giving strength, flexi
bility, toughness, and a body and surface to alloys,
bronzes, or metals, so as to combine strength with
lightness and prevent corrosion. Aluminum is now
also produced in America—right here in Philadel
phia—by Mr. Frishmuth, chemist, who keeps his
process a profound secret. He it was who made the
aluminum cap, glittering like burnished silver on
the apex of the Washington monument.
A. M. C.—-The steamship Great East
cm was constructed to convey 5,000 persons from
London to Australia, a distance of 22,500 miles,
with ac. ommodntions for 800 first-class passengers,
2,000 second class and 1,200 third class. She was de
signed by J. K. Brunel, and built by Scott, Russell
& Co., at Millwall. She was begun in 1854, and her
launching lasted from Nov, 3, 1857, to Jan. 31, 1858.
The capital subscribed having all been expended, a
now company was formed to fit her for the sea. On
Sept. 7, 1859, she left her moorings at Deptford for
Portland Roads. On the voyage an explosion
took place through some defect in the casting of
one of her chimneys, when ten firemen were killed
and many persons seriously injured. After re
pairs she sailed for Holyhead, arriving there Oct.
10. She endured the storm well, and proceeded to
Southampton for the Winter. Her captain, Harri
son, was drowned in the Solent, Jan. 22, 1860,
deeply regretted. She sailed for New York, June
17, under the command of Captain Vine Hall, and
arrived June 28. She returned to England in Au
gust. Owing to a lawsuit in April, 1861, she fell
into the hands of the sheriff’s officers, but was re
leased and again sailed for New York. She was
bought by Glass, Elliott & Co., in 1864, and char
tered to convey the Atlantic cable. She is 980 feet
long, 83 feet wide, 58 feet deep, 28 feet draught and
24,000 tons measurement. Her engines were de
signed to develop 10,000 horse-power, driving the
ship at the rate of 16)a statute miles an hour.
J. H. W. —To put tomatoes in jars to
Ijoep as those in cans, they are just sufficiently
steamed —not cooked —to scald or loosen the skin,
end are then poured on tables and the skins re
moved, care being taken to preserve the tomato in
as solid a state as possible. After being peeled they
are placed in large pans with false bottoms, perfo
rated with holos so as to strain off the liquid that
emanates from them. From these pans they are
■carefully placed by hand into cans, which are
filled as solidly as possible—in other words, all are
put in that the can will hold. They are then put
through the usual process and hermetically sealed.
You can seal up tomatoes, only for Winter use, in
one-gallon stone jars which are small at the top,
prepared just tho same as for glass. Leave off the
covers; seal with melted resin, adding a little tal
low. Try it on a pieco of cloth; if too brittle, add
more taliow, and vice versa. Cut a paper also for
the top of the jar, just so it will come over the edge,
and dip a piece of thick cloth into the resin, only
upon one side, spread over the jar, and tie down;
now, with a spoon, dip and spread on the hot resin
until entirely covered, pressing down the sides with
the hands dipped in hot water.
M. C. H.—Colly Cibber, the English
poet and dramatist, was born in London, Novem
ber 6, 1671. After serving as a volunteer in the
cause of William ot Orange, he commenced his
career as an actor in 1689. ills success was for many
years very indifferent, but he at last attained popu
larity in the personation of feeble old men and fops.
He wrote and adapted about thirty plays of various
descriptions, among which are "Love’s Last Shift;”
“ Love Makes a Man;” " She Would and He Would
Not;” “ The Careless Husband;” " The Nonjuror ”
(his best play, an adaption of Moliere’s “ Turtuffe,”
on which Bickerstaff - afterward founded his "Hypo
crite”); “The Provoked Husband” and the
modern acting version of *• Richard III.” He also
wrote an autobiography under the title of au
•* Apology For His Life.” He was one of the man
agers of Drury Lane Theatre from 1711 to 1730, and
was then appointed poet laureate, in which charac
ter he figures as hero of the “ Dnnciad.”
L. G. M. —A House of Refuge was
first established in this city in 1825, under the au
spices of the Society for the Reformation of Juve
nile Delinquents, which society was organized in
1818. The House of Refuge was incorporated in
1824, and opened on the first of January. 1825, in
the United States Arsenal in Madison Square. There
were nine inmates—six boys and three girls. The
building was destroyed by fire in 1839, and the in
stitution was then transferred to the fever hospital
at the foot of Twenty-third streeet and East River,
Where it remained for fifteen years, when its wants
demanding enlarged accommodations, the present
buildings were erected on Randall s Island, and the
inmates were removed there in 1854.
The Criterion Club.—T. E. M., for
Once in his life, is correct. The Boston Theatre was
opened on Monday evening, September 11th, 1854.
The inaugural performances included the comedy
of " Th© Rivals” and the musical farce of ‘‘The
Loan of a Lover.” It is now in order for the club
to crown the veteran comedian with a wreath of
laurel, as a memorial of the occasion of this, his
Unexpected exhibition of his '• little hatchet.”
R. H. L.—lst. The first steamship
belonging to any regular line, to run between Eu
rope and this country, was the Great Western. She
first arrived in this port, April 23d, 1838. 2d. En
gland can build her ships at a much less cost than
we can, and run them far cheaper, consequently we
cannot compete with her. 3d. America leads the
world in the building of fast sailing vessels.
R. C. H. —“A aud B are shooting at a
target. C and D are bystanders, and D bets C five
dollars that B will beat A. A and B tied on the
score. The stakeholder refuses to give up the
money until the tie is shot off. C claims the money,
because B did not beat A.” The stakeholder is
right in refusing to pay the money until the tie is
shot off. C’s claim is unfounded.
Constant Reader.—The salary of the
Police Justices of this city is SB,OOO a year, and the
term of appointment ten years. Justice Kilbreth
was appointed Nov. 4, 1873, by Mayor Havemeyer,
and reappointed Jan. 9, 1883, by Mayor Edson. Jus
tice Solon B. Smith was appointed Dec. 11, 1880, by
Mayor Cooper.
L. C. E.— “In the game of cribbage
A plays 10, B 5, and takes 2 for 15; A plays 2, B 3;
A plays 1, B 4, and takes 5 for run; A plays 2, and
counts 4 for run of 3,1, 4, 2. B objects to this, and
claims that the run is broken by the play of the 4.
Which is correct ?" Ais correct.
An Old Reader.—lst. In cutting for
deal, in euchre, the ace is the lowest card and wins
the de”l. 2d. It is not customary for a young man
about to marry to purchase tho bride's outfit. That
duty is usually performed by the parents of the
bride.
Old Reader. —To take grease spots
out of carpets mix a little soap into a gallon of warm
soft water, then add one-half ounce oi borax. Wash
the spot well with a clean cloth and the spot will
Boon disappear.
Arthur L.—The Count de Paris
flerved on the staff of General McClellan from
November, 1861, till after his retreat to the James
river in the Summer of 1862, when he returned to
England.
V. and H.—Fred J. Hueber very kind
ly informs us that Mr. Jacob Aberle, formerly of the
Tivoli Theatre of this city, is now the proprietor of
the White Elephant Theatre, Cleveland, Ohio.
L.—lst. The building now occupied by
the New York Sun was formerly Tammany Hall.
2d. Washington Hall, corner of Broadway and
Reade street, was burned on July 4, 1844.
Surface Condenser.—The informa
tion can be obtained by addressing Mr. Charles A.
Minton, Secretary New York Yacht Club, No. 67
Madison avenue.
Mikado.—Your mother and the child
by her second husband would inherit your step
father s property on his death.
Student.—Hans Makart, the Austrian
painter, was born in Sulzburg in 1840, and died in
Vienna, October 3, 1884.
Sadie. —By referring to the City Direc
lory you can obtain all the information desired by
you.
Veritas.—We do not know the local
ity of the place of meeting of the society you men
tion.
G. L. C.—The Astor Library was
opened to the public January 9th, 1854.
L. H. N.—The Fourth avenue line of
horse cars was opened in 1832.
C. K. G.—We have no record of any
euch individual as you name.
E. V. N.— We cannot understand your
question.
Brevier.—We know of no such or-
as the one you mention.
C. D. B.—We would advise you to
f»ns«lt the city directory.
CONTENTS OF INSIDE PAGES.
SECOND PAGE:
CONTINUATION OF “A BITTER HARVEST.”
HUMOR OF THE HOUR.
AN ACTOR’S DREAM.
TRAIN TALK.
A BRIEF NOVEL.
THE ROMAN GHETTO.
WANTED A MOLE.
BURIED TREASURE.
THIRD PAGE?
MASONIC MATTERS: Good Standing - De licating a New
HSU; Laying the Corner-Stono; Com nandery News;
Lodge Courtesy; Tho Annex Club; In Memory; A
and A. Rite in Philadelphia: A. and A. Rite in Can
ada; Dispatch Sinking Fund; National Lodge; Per
sonals; The Supreme Council; Royal Order in Scot
land; Brooklyn Lodge; Massachusetts; Masonic
Medal.
SIXTH PAGE I
THE CURATE.
THE DOUBLE DISGUISE.
THE DETROIT SOLOMON.
AN ASTONISHED GAMBLER.
A NIGHT IN THE HOSPITAL.
SEA BASS FISHING.
A WESTERN GOVERNOR.
INTERESTING MISCELLANEOUS MATTERS.
SEVENTH PAGE:
GOING A-MERRYING.
JOE THE PEDDLER.
JUNIPER WILLIAMS’S OFFER.
A PECULIAR AFFLICTION.
AN OLD TIMER.
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lished in the United States.
A WORKINGMEN’S ISSUE.
Before tho meeting of the two political con
ventions at Saratoga, we desire to raise a new
issue, in which every workingman is interested
and which every sensible citizen ought to take
into consideration when casting his vote. A
bill limiting to ten hours tho working day of
every driver and conductor on the cars in this
State should be passed by the next Legislature,
and no candidate for any office should receive
the votes of the laboring men who is not openly
and earnestly in favor of such a bill. The long
hours of labor to which drivers and conductors
are now condemned are a disgrace to civiliza
tion and an outrage upon humanity. These
men are precluded from all the enjoyments of
life. Their work is harder than that of the
horses that drag the cars.
One of them summed up their story the other
day in a few pathetic words, which ought to be
the text for a thousand sermons and an incen
tive to prompt legislative action. “ I see my
children so seldom,” he said, “ leaving home
before they are up in the morning and coming
back after they have gone to bed at night, that
I should scarcely know them if I met them m
the street.”
Let this man is an American citizen, living in
the metropolis of the greatest country in the
world. Could his condition be any more de
plorable if he were located in the wilds of
Africa?
We have foreign and domestic missionary so
cieties that expend vast sums of money to civil
ize savages in the remotest parts of the world ;
but where is there a savage who is prevented by
the customs of his country from knowing his
own children ? The missionaries whom we pay
so liberally never stop to study the savages
who are growing up around them here in the
City ot New York. This fact has been written
about so often and has made so little impres
sion upon those concerned, that we can no
longer expect any help from the pious psople
who, like Mrs. Jellaby, send red flannel shirts
and embroidered pocket-handkerchiefs to tho
natives of the tropics, but decline to do any
thing for the poor who are always with us. Yet
the money which is wasted in such missionary
eccentricities comes originally from the pockets
of those workingmen, of whom the drivers and
conductors form no insignificant portion.
We turn from these organizations to tell the
overworked and underpaid toilers that they have
the remedy for their wrongs in their own hands.
The ballot is not only the privilege but the de
fence of freedom. Let them resolve that they
will vote for no party or candidate that does not
unequivocally promise that ten hours shall con
stitute the extreme limit of a day's work on all
railroads, street or elevated, and that it shall be
a misdemeanor lor the officials of any road to
ask or to accept a longer day’s work, and they
will at once be masters of the situation. We do
not care which of the political parties this issue
may injure or defeat. The evil is so outrageous
that other subjects must give way until it be
satisfactorily settled.
The drivers and conductors may think that
they are too few in number to carry through
the measure which we suggest. They are mis
taken. Every man who works for his living
will approve and support them if they take a
decided stand. Every heart that Is not calloused
by greed will sympathize with them. God and
Nature are on their side. The corporations
which oppress them are the enemies of the
people. The merchants and manufacturers
deserve credit, because, year alter year, they
are reducing the hours and increasing the
wages of labor. During the Summer they have
made Saturday a half-holiday. Throughout
the whole year they relieve their work-people
as much as possible. But in the torrid heat
of Summer or the Arctic blasts ot Winter the
employees of wealthy corporations are com
pelled to toil on merely to accumulate money
for monopolists who have no souls, and who
live only to leave large amounts of property
when they die.
Of what use are these corporations to the
community? In most cases they are a positive
danger. Their immense profits, generally
from ill-gotten gains, give them the same power
which a standing army gives to an unscrupu
lous tyrant. When monopolists use this power
to impoverish, enslave and crush out tho man
hood of working people, they become enemies
of the human race. All good men and women
will combine against them if the workers whom
they oppress will unite to resist them. Never
was the motto, “In union there is strength,”
more true and more applicable. Those who
suffer directly may be comparatively few, but
they will have every friend of humanity on
their side if they boldly begin the struggle for
their right to live like free American citizens.
This is the eve of an important election, and,
therefore, it is the best time for our overworked
brethren to strike for a reasonable chance of
happiness. We do not stop to consider whom
they may hurt by introducing a novel feature
into the political contest. If the Republicans
or the Democrats deny them the rights which
the immortal Declaration of Independence de
clares to be inalienable, then the party at fault
deserves to be defeated. Let them call upon
the candidates for Governor—Mr. Hill or Mr.
Morton, Mr. Flower or Mr. Cornell, Mr. Cooper
or Mr. Evarts, whoever may be nominated—to
state in writing Whether they will agree to as
sist in abolishing the odious slavery of the em
ployees of corporations, and (then let the votes
of all workingmen be cast according to their
responses. We would extend this call to every
candidate who aspires to be elected to the Leg
islature. We would demand that every paper
which professes to represent public opinion
should take sides updn this issue.
It cannot be too often or too deeply impressed
upon the workingmen that they have in the
ballot the sure cure for all their grievances it
they will use it wisely and unanimously. Any
sensible and concerted movement which they
may make will be endorsed and assisted by al!
good people, who, fortunately, are as yet in a
majority in this country. Civil Service jugglery
and the glittering generalities ot most political
platforms are of no practical value to the
NEW YORK DISPATCH, SEPTEMBER 20, 1885
maaaeg in comparison with a simple, every day
issue like this which we put forward.
We might argue the matter upon national
grounds—for it is an axiom of political economy
that, if the life be gronnd out of the parents
under the present system, their offspring must
be puny and worthless -but we prefer to put it
to every voter as a practical issue at the ap
proaching election. For once, let the laboring
classes take their own part and they will find
that they can make or break any political
organization.
ALL WRONG.
Captain Bacon has been removed on the affi
davit of a man by the name of Jardine. All
who know Captain Bacon are well aware that he
is one of the most capable men who has ever
held a position under the United States Govern
ment. He is honest, faithful and reliable.
Why should he be dismissed? He is a Re
publican. But has ho not been honest and
capable? Is not this a fraud Administration?
Has it not said that the honest and capable men
should hold their places without regard to their
politics ?
The Dispatch, being a Republican paper,
admires the opponents of its opinions, but does
not admire the mugwumps—the George William
Curtises and Dorman B. Eatons. They are
frauds of the worst kind. Is it not shameful
that an honest man is displaced on the affidavit
of a drunken loafer? Is it not
that the Collector of the Port of New York re
moves an honorable gentleman on the affidavit
of an unworthy party ?
In the old days the Collector of this port was
a well-known politician. Whether or not he
was a Whig, a Democrat, or a Republican, he
had reputation to sustain him. The present
Collector amounts to nothing. He has no
reputation behind him, nor has he any brains.
He is the mere tool of a bigger politician.
We ask Republicans, whether or not they
voted for Blaine, if they think the Administra
tion of Grover Cleveland is one worthy of their
support ? Has it not been a sham and a fraudj?
Is it not a lie on its face ? We think that no
man should be removed from office unless he
proves to be unfaithful to his duty. Did ever
Captain Bacon do a dishonest or dishonorable
act ? Why was he removed ?
We believe that men should be removed
from Federal positions because they are Re
publicans and Democrats put in their places.
The Civil Service Reform, so called, is dishon
est, a fraud and sham. Let us return to the
old way: When the Republicans go out of pow
er their offices shall bo held by Democrats.
But we are opposed to honest men, whichever
party they belong to, being charged with “of
fensive partisanship.” Let every man stand on
his own feet.
THE HIDEOUS LIGHT.
There are a certatn class of papers in this city
which frowned upon those which had the hardi
hood to sustain the Pall Mail Gazette in its
daring assault upon the lecherous rich men of
England. The Dispatch is one of the papers
which thinks that wrongs will be righted when
they become known. In this country there are
crimes committed against the young and
guileless, but they are not to be compared with
the sins of the English aristocracy. The reason
for this is that the great body of the American
press is independent and fearless in the de
nunciation of vice in high or low places. Among
the papers which has sustained the Pall Malt
Gazette’s assault upon the infamies of the aristo
crats of London is the Christian Advocate, which
is regarded as the organ of the Methodists of this
country. It does not believe in hiding sin. It
believes in showing it in its full hideousness
under the brightest light to the whole world.
In a recent issue the following striking editorial
was published:
LONDON’S PROTEST AGAINST VICE.
“A moral upheaval agitates England from centre
to circumference. ‘Protection for girls’ is the
watchword and battle-cry. It thrusts into the
background politics and party. It is the question
of the hour.
‘‘lt has all been brought about by the Fourth Es
tate. A single pen in a quiet office near the Strand
has wielded a power greater than that of imperial
majesty, cabinet ministers, Parliament, pulpit,
platform, combined. No journals, on either side of
the Atlantic, can minify the movement by silence
or denunciation. Not even the blunders or culpa
ble actions of the men who brought the nauseating
truth to the light of day can be made to lessen the
force of that truth. Indignation rides on the crest
of public speech, and its volcanic force shakes so
ciety to its foundations. A second ‘Bitter Cry ’ goes
up from London—sharper, fiercer than the first.
The former was in the interest of the spiritually
destitute; the latter is over the thousands of girls,
chiefly of the poor, friendless, and defenseless, who,
by organized and systematic villainy, are put into
the hands of wealthy me n for infamous purposes;
an established trade, a home market and a foreign
market, with heavy premiums on tender girlhood.
The cry of childhood ascends to heaven.
“It is nothing new under the English sun. The
traffic has been known for years. Private effort for
its suppression has been made by good men, nota
bly by good women. Parliament, government, sov
ereign, have been importuned in vain. General
Booth publicly declared that the whole matter had
been brought to the notice of Mr. Gladstone and of
Lord Salisbury, the late government and tho pres
ent, and neither would touch it. Her Gracious
Majesty, receiving burning petitions in the interest
of crushed womanhood, only returned "sympathy.”
There was no alternative. An appeal to God and
the people was imperative. And so tho Pall Mall
Gazette carefully and industriously collected the
facts; gave them to the world with singular cour
age, and lo ! the people rise in their majesty—the
sovereign majesty even in Britain—and demand re
dress. Parties and politicians listen now. They
bear the rumbling in the air. They vie with each
other to grant humanity’s prayer, daring no longer
to dally with the cry for help.
“ The dethroned Gladstone quickly writes a letter
of indorsement; the reigning Salisbury pushes the
measure through ‘‘Lords’’and " Commons;” Her
Gracious Majesty affixes the royal assent, and the
Criminal Law Amendment Bill is an accomplished
fact. The Salvation Army, in procession, followed
by a multitude, with a band of music, bearing, as
the event proved, in triumphal car the great peti
tion with 390,000 names, and rolling it into the pres
ence of the astonished “ Commoners," had some
thing to do with the accomplishment.
•‘ The movement furnishes the most magnificent
illustration and conclusive proof that the people
reign, even undes a British monarchy. The voice
of the people is not the voice of God; nevertheless
in this case it most assuredly sounds in exact har
mony with the utterances of the Almighty One.
“ The new bill is a step toward making the law a
terror to evil-doers, rich or poor, titled or despised,
princely or penniless. It is a step toward shielding
the young, the guileless, and the frail with the
whole force of the national power and the vigilant
watch of the national care. Apparently the govern
ing classes do not at all see how deep the present
feeling has struck. Let them take heed to that feel
ing; it is strong enough to shake things we ail wish
to see erect. Meetings are held by hundreds through
out London and the provinces. The long silent
journals are compelled to take up the subject.
Churches give as: ent, and lord bishops in lawn
sleeves write words of approval.
‘‘The Wesleyan body, in late conference assem
bled, unanimously indorsed the measure. Cardinal
Manning issues his manifesto to devout Catholics,
the Archbishop of Canterbury to devout Protes
tants, all in like strain. The unanimity of sects,
parties, and classes is as surprising as it is sudden.
‘‘But,the culmination of the movement thus far,
was on Saturday, the memorable 22d of August,
when a mammoth demonstration was made in
Hyde Park. This is England’s way of emphasis.
The object was to manufacture, intensify and em
bolden public opinion; to stimulate universal pre
ventative agencies and Rescue Societies. And so
they came, to the music of choirs, drum corps aud
bands—ladies in black, with emblematic flowers of
white, the Salvation Army, the Church Army, the
Young Men’s Christian Association, benevolent
homes, charitable societies, trades’ unions, temper
ance associations, churches and Sabbath-schools,
social, literary, political organizations and a mass
of universal humanity; deputations from Edin
burgh and various towns, near and remote, with
diverse national emblems—on foot, on horseback,
in carriages, vans and brakes, steaming in and
through the entire metropolis, in the presence of
the million onlookers on the street, in windows of
houses and shops—tramp, tramp, tramp, silent and
orderly, with solemnity too deep for cheers—on, on,
by every avenue, through multiplied gates, throng
ing Hyde Park, the mild English sun of a perfect
Quern’s day beaming approval.
“At five o’clock the multitude by the hundred
thousand listened to passionate harangues from
eleven platforms, and at 6:30 o'clock, at bugle-call,
the vast throng ad’opted simultaneously resolutions
which embody as straightforward and manly oppo
sition to vice as basever been put into words. Good
order, even to seriousness, prevailed, but the excite
ment was at fever heat. Outraged humanity utter
ed its voice. Amid the homes of the rich and noble
at the West End, in view of Buckingham Palace, it
issued its proclamation. If the souls and bodies of
childhood are a marketable commodity in the hands
of the rich, it will be blood for blood. No such
demonstration in the interest of moral reform was
ever made.
“ Tho order of English society and government
rendered this demonstration necessary, If corrup
tion and corrupting characterized the reigning
sovereign, not one stone upon another would be
left of yonder palace, and the throne would be
shivered to atoms. And the lesson is needed in
high places. The movement is not meaningless.
The people o? England know their power, and are
prepared to use it when the emergency arises.
“Woo to him who offends one of these little ones.
It had been better for him that a millstone were
hanged about his neck and he cast into the depths
of the sea." This is the writing on the wall that
causes Belshazzar to tremble."
The Young Ladies’ Journal for Oc
tober has been received. It ia full of good
things, and from the first to the last page is in
teresting and entertaining.
CORRECTING A MISTAKE.
Some ministers in Connecticut have had & dis
cussion about hymn tunes and hymns. One of
the speakers declared that many of the hymns
were neither good sense nor good theology.
Another said that a large proportion of tho
tunes were stolen from concert saloons in Ger
many. A third came down to the point definite
ly by attacking the sentiment of a hymn begin
ning, “Dearest brother, thou hast left us.” He
insisted that this was not a proper way to ad
dress a corpse, and that the hymn was not “wor
shipful” in general tone. But is not the rever
end gentleman in error? Truly, the stanza
whence he quoted is not an example of intellec
tuality and refined emotion, but it is entirely
correct in its theology. It embraces the spirit
of true worship, and it is addressed, not to a
corpse, as the reverend brother deludedly ima
gines, but to the soul that once animated it.
The whole stanza reads :
“Dearest brother, thou has left us.
And thy loss we deeply feel;
But ’tis God who has bereft us.
He will all our sorrows heal."
This may not be poetry, but it is good theolo
gy, and has comforted many a sorrowing heart.
We have in it an acknowledgment of the fact
a loved one is dead ; that the deprivation of his
presence causes poignant pain ; that the hand
of the Almighty is visible in the affliction, and
that the mourners have a confident expectation
that all will ultimately be made right. Now, if
this is not good theology, what is it ?
THESE SEPTEMBER DAYS.
September is one of the most ©njoyabl©
months m the country of the whole year. The
dusty smell is gone, aud the faint aroma of
orcharch and vineyard comes up from all the
valleys. The song birds are for the most part
silent, and the crickets are not heard much
after the first frosts. The woodpecker, tho blue
jay and the yellow banner, aro about all the
birds one sees in the edge of the forest in later
September. But one can hear the tapping of the
wooodpecker in tho bark of the tall trees, not
now so intent for worms under the bark, as on
cutting out round holes to fit in acorns and
other nuts for a Winter supply. If left on the
ground the squirrels will steal them. But if
deftly fitted into holes ot trees and sunk a little
beneath the surface, the squirrel cannot get at
them. Now and then he pulls out oue, but he
does not like the long bill of the woodpecker
aloug his back when he is foraging in this way
for supplies.
The ducks are beginning to fill the lagoons,
and a few days hence flocks of wild geese will
be coming down from the North to prey on the
farmers grain fields. September is one of the
ripe months of the year. The fruit harvest cul
minates. Nothing is withheld in this month,
whether of grain or fruit. The farmer counts the
profits of his season and prepares for the next.
The orchardist has already told the nurserymen
how many trees he wants for the season’s plant
ing, and the vine planter knows how many
acres he will add to his vineyard. The drift of
population is now from the country to the city.
After September the town is more attractive, as
far as gayety is concerned, than the country.
But just now, with moonlight nights, after tho
cleansing of the first Autumn storm, October
comes laden with benedictions for people with
good consciences, whether m town or country.
The Efficacy of Prayer.—The effi
cacy of prayer was practically illustrated at
Chester, Neb., on Monday last. Warren Coon,
a blacksmith there, has of late created conster
nation among tho inhabitants, and beside bru
tally beating his wife on different occasions, he
has threatened to burn down the town. This
last act excited the citizens aud culminated fn a
determination to hang him. They surrounded
his house aud were about to lynch him when
his wife fell upon her knees and prayed to
Heaven and to the mob to spare her hus
band and give him one more chance. The man
also got on his knees and asked mercy, and
promised on oath over a Bible, never again to
mistreat his wife, and to This
moved th© mob and they relented, though they
threatened that it Coon ever broke his promise
they would soon make him a dead coon.
—_
Hb Made A Mistake.—When Garrett
Francis, a verdant youth trom Ocean Grove,
camo to this city tho other day, he gave out that
he was going to paint the town red, and he
didn’t want anybody to forget it. He first at
tempted to use his paint-brush in Leggett’s
Hotel, on Chatham street, and when the night
clerk there suggested that the youth should
cool off a little, the latter proclaimed that he
would carve any one who would interfere with
him. A guest happened to gaze too long at Mr.
Francis, and, for this seeming impertinence, he
received a bullet in his coat-tail. Then Mr.-
Francis proceeded to the street and had a little
pyrotechnic display all to himself, but greatly
to the risk of tho lives of pedestrians who were
passing at the time. Roundsman Doyle, how
ever, took all the enthusiasm out of Mr. Francis
by clapping him into a cell.
Alb Others Eclipsed.—There have
been romantic marriages in balloons, caves and
in railway cars, and occasionally two sisters
have stepped into matrimonial nooses at the
same time. But Memphis, Tenn., a few days
ago, eclipsed all these freaks of Cupid. Three
sisters were married simultaneously at the
same church and by the same parson, the
“yes” coming from the bridegrooms aud brides
in chorus. All three started on a bridal trip.
Not every fond parent can boast of marrying
three girls at the same time. The young fel
lows usually pick the youngest and hand
somest, as people do strawberries from a bas
ket.
The Reason Why.—Professor Huxley
says: “If the sound of music doesn’t cause a
dog acute pain, why does the animal sit up on
its haunches and howl when a German band is
going its worst in the street ?” We’ll tell you,
Frofesser. The dog acts that way because it
loves music, and is waiting for an opportunity
to grab the leader of the band by the throat. It
is not a sign that a dog doesn’t love music be
cause a street band makes him howl. Old
Mendelssohn would sit up on his hind legs and
howl too, if he could hear some of the street
music of our day.
Not the Only One.—The San Fran
cisco Evening Post truthfully says: “ The Ohio
Democrats report that the attitude of the ad
ministration on the silver question is em
barrassing them in their campaign. If the
administration stands by the views enunciated
by Mr. Cleveland prior to his inauguration, in
his letter to the Democratic friends of silver in
the House of Representatives, Ohio will not be
the only State in which the Democrats will find
themselves embarrassed.”
A Stbangb Accident.—One gof the
most peculiar accidents that has occurred in
some time, took place at Pleasantville, Pa., a
few days ago. A young lad was walking along
a country road when he espied a tin can a short
distance ahead of him. He began pelting stones
at it, when of a sudden it exploded with ter
rific force, breaking the stone into fragments,
some of which struck the lad and killed him im
mediately.
Where the Difference is Made Up.
—Mr. Beecher says that when the Lord with
holds riches from a man he generally makes up
the difference in children. Mr. Beecher does
not attempt to fix the responsibility for the mul
titudinous dogs that go with poverty.
Would Do It Again.—A Boston cler
gyman knocked down the thief who was trying
to steal his satchel, and the question whether
the blow was justifiable in a preacher of Chris
tianity may come before his Presbytery, He
says he would do it again.
What They are Discovering.—A
beautiful administration, that ot Grover Cleve
land. Honesty is o' no consequence, but dis
reputable parties can have their “ pais” appoint
ed to important oilices. We think that the Mug
wumps are beginning to be ashamed of their
opposition to James G. Blaine. They are, prob
ably, beginning to discover the difference be
tween a great man and a very small one, men
tally. In 1888 Blaine will still be the big man,
(Oilib and
he had his sail up.
A crowd followed an elderly man across tho
City Hall Park the other day. Tho man was
apparently unconscious of the notice he was at
tracting.
“ Wonder wot he’s advertisin’ ?” asked one of
the curiosity-seekers, pointing to the man’s tall
collar.
“ He’d oughter crawl over der garden wall,”
said another.
“ Why don’t yer shovel der snow off der
roof?” queried a boy with a letter in the post
office.
“ He looks like a schooner ov beer wid de fat
all on top I” suggested a man with only-a-tansy
blossom nose.
“ Crawl behind it and der oops won’t see
yer I” screamed a hoodlum who had a patent
leather shine on the coat-sleeve nearest his
nose.
“Come out and put me ont I” ejaculated an
Arab, who wore a rare-ripe coat and peek-a-boo
trousers.
“ Come from behind dat collar and look at
yerself I” urged a boy with a tin-whistle voice
and a bow-legged eye.
“ Kin I come up on der roof an’ look troo
your scuttle?” queried a boy, who had ready
made candles on draught.
Jnst then the man turned into the City Hall.
“Oi say,” said a park policeman, as he dis
missed the congregation with a sockdolager,
“ d’yes take this fur the Ciu-tral Parruk mana
jorium, Oi dunno ?”
“ Did yer ketch onto der laundry sign wot lit
inside ?” asked a friend.
“ Faith that was Frank Spinoia wud his sail
up,” remarked the “cop," as he dispersed a
small-boy who was endeavoring to trap a spar
row with his roofless hat.
HE HAD FORGOTTEN HIS SEALSKIN CAP.
A family-carriage, persuaded by a pair of
richly-caparisoned horses, was being driven up
Broadway the other day, when tho inmate of
the carriage was hailed by a passing friend.
“Hi there, Punkinhead ! I want to see you
for an instant I” said the man on the walk.
The driver drew his horses up to the curb.
“ I wanted to speak with you regarding that
invoice of hardware. When can I call around
and see you about it?”
A muffled sound came from within. Simply
this and nothing more.
“I can’t see you. Poke your head out through
the window. Here, I’ll open the d . For
Heaven’s sake what’s the matter with you?
Are you on the way to the lunatic asylum ?”
ejaculated the man, as he saw that his friend
was attired in a full Winter suit, consisting of
arctic overshoes, heavy ulster, gloves, tippet
and ear-muffs.
“ I’m playing a trick,” came from tho North
Pole.
“ Where’s the rest of the lunatics ?” asked the
friend, peering into the carriage, as ho laughed
until his buttohholes began to stretch.
“ I’m playing a trick on my folks. They’re
up in the country ! I wanted to go along, but
my mother-in-law wouldn't have it. Just to
worry me, every time she’d write she’d put in
a whole mess about sleeping under half a dozen
blankets while I was sweltering in the heat.
I’m going up to the depot now to meet ’em, and
I’m going to swear that thp thermometer's been
hooplaing down among zero ever since she’s
been gone. Got ice in my shoes to give me a
shiver when I meet her. Ha, ha I”
“ Yes, but that regalia don’t harmonize. Ear
muffs don’t look well with a straw-hat and .”
“ Jewhittaker ! Did I forget my sealskin ?
Partrick, drive to the first hat store we come
across.”
And he drove onward, chuckling.
THE ice cream was scorched.
A countryman and his freshly baked bride,
evidently in town on their “wedding tower,”
allured by the signs in an up town ice cream
foundry, stepped inside to partake of a dish of,
to them, novel delicacy, the other day.
“ Whattleyav ?” asked the garcon from Lim
erick.
Bride and groom scrutinized the bill of fare,
and finally decided upon “chooklut.”
Napkins were furnished, and while the bride
informed the waiter that she had no use for one
the groom trod upon her toe.
“ ’Smatter, Jake ?” she asked, as she gave
evidence of being in pain.
“ Yeou must take everything they gov yeou,
even if yeou don’t want ter use it. Make be
lieve yeou’ve got a cold in yeour head. It’s
ther fashing.”
And he blew a mighty blast on his cornu
copia.
The ice cream was laid on the table.
“ Oh, no,” said Jake, pushing it away, “yeou
can’t fool me. I’ve traveled. Don't teoh it,
Rachel.”
“A-eh ?” said the garcon, astonished. “Phat’s
atin’ ye ?”
“ Yeou can’t fool me,” responded Jake. " I
know good ice cream when I see it. Ice cream’s
white. They schorched that when they wus
cookin’ it. If yeou reckin teu git aour trade
yeou musn’t try to cum it over us. Come on,
Rachel.”
And he led his freshly fledged bride from the
place, leaving behind an in-the-gloaming aroma
that reminded the other customers of when the
cows come home.
TWO MISSING LINKS.
Two men met in front of a Fulton street res
taurant a day or two ago.
“ Ah, how de, Brown ?”
“How do, Jones ?”
Where goin’?”
“ Goin’ in to have some oysters. Come along
and watch me eat ?”
“ Don’t care if I do. But oysters ain’t good
in August.”
“ No, but they’re good in Au r-gust. Ha, ha 1”
“ He, he ! very good I But is this Fri-day ?
Oysters are only good fried—eh ? Good Friday
see ? Ha, ha I Take ?”
“ Very clever—real good I No, this isn’t Fri
day—it’s stew’s-day. Ketch ? It’s Tuesday.
Ho, ho I One you owe me I”
“Ah ! Wednes-day I can pay it off ? When’s
th’-day. Grab?”
“Yes, that’s way up in G. Thursday’s as
good as any. This day. Corral the double en
tendre ?”
“ Good ! good ! Let’s keep it up. Let’s go
in and I’ll bet I’ll say that I haven’t Saturday
with a better man. Sat-a-day. Do you sur
round the map ?”
“Mot now, but I will Sun-day—Sun-day,”
trilled the other to the tune of the latest hand
organ craze.
And then they laughed until they looked as if
they were built with hinges, and as they passed
inside and ordered half a dozen raw and two
forks, the bungstarter winked at the corkscrew
and remarked that it was a weiss beer that
knew it’s own schooner.
Walter C. Quevedo.
SMALL CHANGE.
Jumbo is dead at last. When we first
heard of it we thought that Barnum’s press
agent, Tody Hamilton, had been having the
nightmare again, but we guess it’s true after
all. We suppose it’ll be snowing flesh all over
that country for the next six months.
Cleveland appears to be in hot water
all the time. His own party-papers are con
stantly nagging him. Wonder how he’d like to
swap places with us. He would have the ad
vantage in one thing. He’d escape being out of
a job m three years.
How things have changed, to be sure.
See how quietly the blue and the gray sit down
at reunions together, and not a harsh word is
spoken, and nothing occurs to mar the festivi
ties until they get full of bug juice and go to
sleep in each others arms.
The telephone is very useful, but there
is an instrument that can give it points and
beat it all hollow. Of course everybody knows
what wo mean. We refer to the knot-hole in
the back-fence, with a broad-gauged-mouth wo
man as the operator.
A Brooklyn regiment proposes to take
part in the fiftieth anniversary of Queen Victo
ria’s coronation. The hoodlums of the baili
wick are already getting their eggs ready, and
have laid them away to ripen.
The new Brooklyn -weigher doesn’t
appear to be a sterling cifeen in anything but
name.
A Long Island man is sueing his wife
for divorce because she goes to sleep before he
does. If a man oan’t make it interesting enough
for a wife to keep her awake, he doesn’t de
serve to have a wife.
An Erie bank president has at last been
sentenced to the State Prison for two years, but
it’s so long ago the offense was committed that
the people all feel sorry for him and wonder
what he has done.
A Montreal lady recently attempted
to boost her husband up the golden stairs by
feeding him ground glass. How sharper than a
toothless sting to have a serpentine wife.
When you see a druggist tinkering at
his “ night bell,” you can make up your mind
that he knows the policeman on the beat, or
that the apple crop has arrived in town.
“Why do they call a newspaper that
belongs to some particular clique an organ ?”
asks Job. Probably because it has always some
thing to grind, Job.
Wyoming appears to be a slightly un
healthful country for John. But then Wyoming
people never could determine what water was
invented for.
The “ Genesta” has at last won a
cup. It really does look as if there was many
a cup ’twist the start and the slip.
White hats have been called in and
those who can’t afford to purchase new ones
should paint their old ones.
A good many mean folks will hurrah
because of Jumbo’s death. Ho was a hog on
peanuts, sure enough.
New Yohk has a woman’s debating
club. The men are going to start a brass foun
dry next door.
Spain is determined upon war. Exter
i minate the men who build the flve-cent Hav
anas.
“ How shall I get stout ?” asks a
correspondent. Remain out with the boys.
How beally affable, and polite, the
politicians are becoming, to be sure I
New York corporations appear to rail
at the taxpayers.
GOSSIP ON THE SQUARE.
Roland Reed is meeting with unusual success in
the West in Mr. Fred. Marsden's latest comedy
called •• Humbug,” and is everywhere attracting
large audiences. The play and the acting of Mr.
Reed are highly spoken of by the local press, and
" Humbug ” is said to bo very much better than
" Cheek.” Mr. Gustave Mortimer, Mr. Reed’s
manager, will arrive in this city shortly to complete
his preperations for the appearance of his star in
this city in the new piece, which he appears to
think will be as successful here as elsewhere.
Mr. Lawrence Barrett is arranging Charles
Osborne’s " Thomas ’a Becket ” for production,
and intends putting it upon the stage during the
present season. He has also in hand a life of
Charlotte Cushman, which will be published by the
Dunlap Society, in which he will set forth certain
facts which he hopes may not be without their
lesson for the young women of the day, who rush
upon the stage and expect to conquer its mysteries
and achieve its triumphs with small labor and less
delay.
The “ Shadows of a Great City ” will be produced
at the Boston Theatre, Oct. sth, for a season of two
weeks, with all its realistic and sensational scenic
and mechanical effects.
Miss Adelaide Moore will be supported during
her forthcoming starring tour by Mr. Chas. Bennett,
an English actor of repute. During the past: two
years he has been Miss Moore's leading support in
England.
Miss Maude Miller, a young daughter of Joaquin
Miller, will be one of the principal members of Mr.
Loudon McCormack’s company this season, in
***4:9.” Miss Blanche Vaughn, for the past two
seasons with Roland Reed, will take the part of Car
rots, formerly played by Mrs, Rankin.
Miss Mollie Lawman, a young society lady of
Pittsburg, Pa., will be a member of the company at
Daly’s Theatre, this season.
W. J. Scanlan appeared in Springfield,. Mass., his
birthplace, last Monday evening. After the per
formance a banquet was given in his honor by the
mayor of the city, the members of the Governor’s
staff, and others. There were many prominent
citizens in attendance.
The Kiralfy Brothers’ spectacular play, "Around
the World in Eighty Days,” will be produced at the
Boston Theatre to-morrow night, with renewed
splendor of scenery and costumes.
Augustus L. Heckler, who on Aug. 11 last, in the
surf at Asbury Park, saved the lives of Miss Kate P.
Bridener and Mr. George Carr, was invited on Fri
day last to the Life-Saving Benevolent Association
of New York, at No. 51 Wall street, and formally
presented with a massive gold medal in recognition
of his bravery.
Messrs. Robson and Crane have complimented
Mr. Phil Goatcher, the scenic artist, with the fol
lowing letter:
Dear Mr. Goatcher—Will you permit us to
thank you for the magnificent work which has se
cured the success of “The Comedy of Errors.”
Surely nothing so beautiful has ever before been
seen on our stage. We can only say that we are
truly grateiul and can find no words sufficiently
strong to convey a proper sense of our delight.
Very truly yours, Robson & Crane.
Arrangements are very nearly completed for the
appearance in this city, late in October, of Miss
Helene Dauvray, in the new play which Bronson
Howard is now finishing for her. Miss Dauvray
has been abroad in Europe since May, but her man
ager has not been idle in her absence, and every
thing is now in readiness for the opening, except
Mr. Howard’s play. Upon this the dramatist is
putting the finishing touches. It is in the line of
"The Banker’s Daughter” and "Saratoga,” but
the motive is entirely novel, it is said.
Mary Anderson’s "Rosalind” is pronounced by
the London Era an " ideal performance.” Popular
prices did not prevail at Stratford-on-Avon. The
lowest priced seats were five dollars and a half each.
Miss Anderson will commence her engagement at the
Star Theatre in October next, opening in "Pyg
malion and Galatea ” and "Comedy and Tragedy,"
tbo latter play having been written especially for
Miss Anderson.
The voice of the press agent is again heard in the
land.
“Paquita” will be produced in Sail Francisco,
October 12th.
Henry Lee has engaged one of the best
companies that will travel this season for the pro
duction of Maurice Barrymore’s new drama, "The
Don.” It is now in active rehearsal, under the di
rection of Ben Teal, which is sufficient to say that
he will leave nothing undone to make the piece a
success. It will be produced at the Grand Opera
House, Chicago, on October 4tb, under the manage
ment of John E. Cannon* and Robt. Arthur. Among
the company are the following; E. J. Odell (who
will arrive from London this week), Geo. Osbourne,
John W. Jennings, Charles Vandenhoff, Matt Sny
der, Archie Boyd, Adele Waters, Jennie Satterlee
and Rose Snyder. Our old friend Archie Stalker
will be the acting manager.
The Casino.—Elaborate preparations
are being made in honor of the one hundredth
representation of “Nanon,” which will occur
Thursday evening, October 1. Manager Aronson
promises a "gala night.” The house is to be hand
somely ornamented with flowers and exotics, the
last of the roof garden concerts will take place, and
a special programme will be rendered, and the most
beautiful souvenirs ever presented at this house
are to be distributed. “Nanon” is now in the
thirteenth week of its run, and the success of this
popular opera remains unabated. Stage Director
Conried is actively at work, however, on the next
production, "Amorita.”
The programme to be rendered by Rudolph Aron
son’s orchestra at the roof garden concert to-night
includes the overture Stradella, selections from
"Faust” and "The Mikado,” Mayebeer’s Faekeltanz,
No. 1, St. Saen’s Gypsy Dance, Nesvadbas’ Lorely,
Strauss’ Lagunen Waltz, Ezibulka’s "Amorita”
March, Aronson’s Pretty Maidefti Polka, etc.
Tony Pastor’s Theatre.—The Car
rolls, who have been playing their delightfully
funny comedy entitled "Whose Can it Be?” at this
theatre, have been induced to remain one week
longer,
This comedy has proved to be one of the marked
successes of the season, of its class. Miss Maude
White, who superseded Miss Patrice as Xantippe on
Thursday evening, made an immediate and pro
nounced success in the part, being a very talented
little lady, with exquisite taste in the proper dress
ing of her part.
"Whoso Can it Be?” is well worth seeing, being a
clean, bright work, replete with interest.
Lyceum Theatre.—Whenever the en
ergetic Mr. Steele Mackaye is the most eloquent in
expressing his devotion to Dramatic Art, one can
be morally certain he is preparing to give it a vigor
ous and demoralizing kick.
When he had reached the bight of glory as the
disciple and chief high priest and in fact the only
real live Pooh Bab in the glorification of Delsarte,
he deliberately bounced Delsarte by his performance
of Squire Rodney in "Hazel Kirke.”
When he said unto the men of the press and unto
the public which were in his train: "Corne ye unto
the Lyceum and behold my offering upon the Altar
of Art,” they immediately assembled in this, his
chosen Temple, and behold I-’—the offering was
"Dakota!”
And the men of the press and the public with ona
acclaim cried out when they beheld this offering—
" Dramatic Art is kicked again.”
Mr. Mackaye once more comes forward as tha
Champion of Art; this time with an offering which
he placed upon the Lyceum Altar on last Tuesday
night. Three thumps of a pile driver upon the ros
trum—after the manner of the Gauls—were the sig
nal for the disclosure of this Offering and the com
mencement of the solemn ceremony of its accep
tance.
It was named "In Spite of All.”
The Temple was filled with a congregation of ex
pectants. The press recoiders, who had received
tickets which seated them on the roof, out on the
curbstone, or somewhere within the innermost re
cesses of Somewhere Else, filled the lobby, around
and about the box-office, and clamored for redress.
The ushers ran ahead of ticket-holders down tho
wrong aisles. The ticket-holders followed the
wrong ushers and the managerial goose was sus
pended at the loftiest altitude “ In Spite of All.”
Phis was the inaugural night of the regular sea
son of Art Worship. Delsarte wasn’t present, but
the patent sell-folding chairs and the Worship were
there all the same.
The orchestra—eight players of wing-ed and
string-ed instruments—wore seen and heard in tha
patent back-action pavillion—another offering to
art—the high priest of the most hoarse and holy
bass viol being enclosed in a screen and standing
room only being permitted for the leader.
The musicians—in the interest of Art—suddenly
disappeared; the throe'dismal thumps were heard,
and there was made visible the first portion of tha
offering.
And before the entirety of the fourth and final
portion was fully exhibited dramatic Art became
sick.
Evidently her most zealous worshiper and chief
champion had given her another kick.
Now let us take a glimpse at this aforesaid offer*
i > ing, "In Spite of All.”
Dropping any further reference to this last out
rage upon Art—as she is writ—this drama is denom
inated on the programme as "an entirely new ver
sion of Sardou’s ‘Andrea,’ and written especially
for Miss Minnie Maddern.” No mortal being, hav
ing read or seen the performance of Sardou’s play
in the French, or as adapted for Agnes Ethel, and
possessing the ordinary intelligence of even a
chronic deadhead, would ever recognize in this
work anything bearing the remotest resemblance to
the original.
Mr. Mackaye’a claim as its author will not bo dis
puted; he is welcome to all the honors which may
come to him lor his labor. It is in substance tri
lling and inconsequent. It seems to have but one
motive, and that is to give a vicious and effective
kicking to every sense of constructive Art in drama
tic composition.
As a "version” of Sardou’s play, "In Spite of
AU,” is delightfully illuminated with allusions to
James D. Fish and the Hot Springs; with refreshing
selections from the current slang of the day in
which the " BunkoSteerer,” "Scallywags,” "Soapy
Jims,” and the soothing and refined melody of
" She’s a Daisy, She’s a Dumpling,” are among th©
conspicuous examples
There is also a drunken brother-in-law, intro
duced as an enlivening and refining component of
the story. There is, too, an impossible impressario
shouldered into tho cast, who moves in polyglot
ways, and with beery indirectness and expression,
his wonders to perform.
There is a "prima donna” of comic opera who
combines in her performance the short skirts, tights
and vulgarity of the gone-to-seed veteran of the bal
let, with the morality and virtuous inclinations
of an angel made to order with extra spinnaker
wings.
There is not in the whole work ono character
whose purpose, business and dialogue are worthy of
place in any drama claiming respectful critical con
sideration.
Miss Maddern, as Alice Clandenning, was the sola
redemption which saved this "offering” from being
incontinently damned; respect and admiration for
her charming methods, her absolute innocence of
all the technique and ordinary rules of the art of
acting; her independence of any formula of vocal
expression to which our audiences have been accus
tomed, caused a happy forgetfulness of the imbecil
ity of this caprice of Mr. Mackaye—a caprice im*
measurably inferior in every respect to the "Ca
price” which was provided for her last season by
Mr. Howard.
Mr. Richard Mansfield as Herr Kraft, in make-up
boro a remarkable resemblance to tho elder Stra
kosch; in acting he tickled the farcical taste of his
audience. Mr, Ebon Plympton as Carrol Clanden
ing, to his credit be it said, earned his salary in an
earnest but fruitless endeavor to give signiflcanco
and point to a character which had for its vital
basis neither manly strength nor meaning, and Mr,
Frankau’s state as the brother, was tha more gra
cious when he subsided from his drunken gyrations
around the stage into tho restful quiet oi a high
backed chair.
Miss Selina Dolaro r-s Stella, was pronounced and
lavish in the display of her physical charms, with
out a doubt fulfilling to the uttermost the intent of
the author.
The scenic settings were excellent and it must ba
admitted were the only artistic -and welcome fea
tures of this " Offering to Art.”
But we fancy that if ever Sardou should have a
reading of this "In Spite of All,” and soon after
ward meet Mr. Steele Mackaye face to face, there
would be a reaction which would revive a vivid re
membrance of tho somewhat demoralizing inter
view which is said to have occurred between a par
rot and a monkey.
There would be a Sheol of a time.
Stab Theatre. —Messrs. Bobson &
Crane’s magnificent revival of the "Comedy of Er
rors” has met with an unquestionable and well-de
served indorsement of popular favor. The audi
ences have been large, and the box-office returns
have exhibited since the first night an increase
nightly.
Henry Ward Beecher has accepted an invitation
to visit the Star Theatre this week. Mr. Talmage
declined his invitation with a few appropriate re
marks on the immorality of tho Shakespearean
drama, but he made no reference to the enjoyment
of his visits —upon which he sermonized with great
effect—to the " Cremorne ” and other equally moral
resorts. *
In answer to numerous letters from ladies and
gentlemen of the theatrical profession,whose duties
keep them nightly employed at their respective the
atres, Messrs. Robson & Crane have concluded to
give a special matinee of the "Comedy of Errors’*
on Thursday afternoon, Sept. 24th. The gene al
public will bo excluded on this occasion, in order
that the entire house be reserved for the comfort of
the guests.
People’s Theatre. —Mr. W. J. Scan
lan, the young Irish comedian and vocalist, begins
an engagement of ono week at tho People's Theatre
to-morrow night, appearing lor the first time in
this city in a now romantic Irish drrm a entitled,
" Shane-Na-Lawn,” which was recently produced in
Boston with very great success. The piece has
been written for Mr. Scanlan by James C. Roach,
and is described as a romantic story of life in tho
Emerald Isle. During the play Mr. Scanlan will be
heard in several of his popular songs«r The follow
ing will be the cast:
Shane-Na-Lawn. ..W. J. Scanlan
John PowerJ. B. Turner
Gerald Power Frank Ambrose
Squire RedmondM. W. Pike
Harry RedmondW. K. Ogden
Mat Kerwin Walter Fessler
Ronald Gus Reynolds
BuckleyW. B. Webster
Agent Dillon\lbert Klein
Capt. Fitzgerald Walter Wall ice
Rose Redmond Miss Ethol Brandon
Peggy O’MooreMiss Marion Warren
Mrs. Power Mrs. J. B. Turner
Moll ShehoughMrs. Louise Harris
It is a pleasant assurance given by Mr. Roach,
that this drama of " Shane Na-Lawn” has neither
the stuffed stick, priest, rascally agent, tyrannical
landlord, nor any other of the components of the
regulation Irish play to which the stage has been
subjected since tho beginning of the career of
Misther Barney’ Williams.
Bijou Opera House.—The Dixey,
otherwise the Prince de Carrara, proposes to present
to the person purchasing the largest number of
seats for the four hundredth night of the perform
ance of "Adonis,” a yacht made entirely of thin
plates of Italian marble. Masts, spars and rigging
will be composed of cold-pressed marble and saw
dust, hardened together by a cement invented by
himself. The keel is already laid at Jerry’s ship
yard, adjoining the Opera House. Tho yacht will
be ballasted with Rice, SAn accurate drawing of this
novel souvenir yacht, upon a scale of the sixteenth
of an inch to ten feet, is now on exhibition in the
lobby as a contrast to that ••statuette.” Meanwhile.
"Adonis,” with all the trimmings, will be contin
ued. Matinee on Saturday.