Judge — November 29, 1884 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. Conc Conce y Banjo, and V kamp Concerts are the order 0 M Victoria Huelska ider_ the has taken up rts, superi The Victori pun) now crac Instead of his whip on the to the theatre, to the railrow us coachman at s his jokes Schelling k out, he may in position in society. vt every coachman car man’s daughter and Old Morosini didn’t t ladder. well down toward the time rise t bottom meaced operations w Jay G an open question whether dri frisky steeds is not as respect tion that of being a body praying millionaire who i street unprotected. spon Mr. Huclskamp- tinue to emulate the example father-in-law and there is ni what height you may attain. Dr. Damrosch, with his b isat the M a more phlegmatic troupe of falls to the lot of most manag The apple of disc keeps Me. Map arrived and we ha’ the new tenor Carduali and But Nevada, the new tenor, house, and everything the only, Will she sing, or will she ‘not, that emy directors. Will she skip back to dear cholera, or will her diamonds tinue to shine on the Fi audiences, Patti has new dresses toc appeared in the third act of ow nights ago, the enthusi: ers knew no bounds. lively. son » heard Mil lace, seed pearls, camel and the little five emitted sh hundred 4 ‘ necklace that paciested her p to tremble on her bosom. An she was worrying and fretti little sixteon thousand dolla nd 3 on and his wife’ n, and has 1 down at the grows dim itates the alleged minds of the and voice ¢ urteenth e she stood, all in white Symphony cung People’ ictoria Hue Is- f the « amp-Sel felling ntendence of » warbling as a (pardon the the box office box seat, and nd of her d station, If s throat holds © some proud 1 marry a rich » top of the In fact he must have been pretty when he ce ould, and it is pair of in occupa ward to the ving raid to walk the ielling. Con- of your proud 0 knowing to d of ‘Teutons, » deal with singers than 3. Academy Nevada has le. Ricetti and we still live. the new opera i isthe question Acad- Paris and the Street and when she Traviata,” a sm of her hearers satin, white ind diamonds, dollar trill she and caused the one and dol diamond ricel throat, nd all this time g about that ecurity Maple- son Was trying to get out of the directors, Poor Patti. Divorced from her parrot and her d side, with an incomparable vo ently perennial youth, with a ¢ and fortunes in jewels, stoc clothes, still she is not happy. ar Nicoli de Caux, with ini ever at her ice and appar- k Ittakes just who reads sixteen thousand dollars worth of security to make her so. Think of thi dollars a week, Donna. ye fifteen Prima chorus girl not th and envy le women who sit in the boxes and long to be divorced from the husbands that pay for the luxury, and envy not the Poor Patti! ‘The securi and the matter may be settled before this article is printed, still we repeat poor Patti! The parrot may die, or she may lose Nicolini, liamond, or some other little trifle. possible contingency to e her miserable and unhappy, tti though she be. But to come from the opera to the theatre and from Patti to common sense, M Davenport is playing a most successful en- gagement at the Fourteenth Street Theatre In “Fedora,” and Mr. Lee as Lorts has made a decidedly favorable impression, “* Const: at Wallack’s, is not over and above popu One rather thrilling scene cs the | What a novelty it would be to see Miss Coghlan in some other role than that of a wronged and much abused wife, “* Lords and Commons,” a failure in Lon- don, has not proved successful at Daly’s. Plays that are tried here on the suburban dog and don’t succeed are seldom brought to light in the metropolis, but the London dog is different. What he rejects is quite good enough for New York. Well, bring on an- other morsel, we can stand it if itonly comes from London. Mark Twain and George C: giving a series of unique and enjoyable enter- tainments at Chickering Tall. ast. year we had Mr. Cable all by himself, but this season Mr. Clemens (Mark Twain) makes the entertainment twice as attractive was before. At the Mount Morris Tho Sparks Company, with Charles Bow- ser, were playing in “A Bunch of Keys.” ‘This week ‘Monte Cristo” is on the boards, Last, but not least, Harlem has a Choral Club, a prospectus of which has been sent us. During the season three concerts, con- sisting of glees, part songs ete., 4 professional talent, will be given. le have been 8 it Theatre, Harlem, may beallright, | | the joke replied, sweet | who years before some other day to the entertai through subscribing member: Ketchune is president of the societ} S. D. Patterson secretary. r concerts ‘iven by thi club have been most enjoyable A Good Joke, afew months old, ap- peared on his nati heath, one day, for a stroll, when he chanced to meet the would- | be Funny Man on a country weekly. Good morning,” said’ the G. J. pleas- antly. ““Good morning,” replied the ) ing the Jok ‘What is your name, after admir- neral make- continued thes anc my little man?” hi ing the Joke's fine ¢ up for a few minute “My name is Motherinlaw Good Joke,” our father living?” inquired the F. vis scissors significantly. J. was an innocent little fel- low, een out ashort time, So he nd tells the M. that his father, be was compelled to work seventeen hours day, at poor es, in order to keep the readers of his paper from getting the blues, and dying of dry rot, and that but a few months be- fore he had fixed him, the G. J., up in nice shape, hoping that he would meet some rich manager some day, and thereby open his way to shorter hours and better pay. “Well, I guess I will claim you present,” replied the F. Whereupon he gobbled up the G. J. aaa stowed him away in his pocket for further use. wa ete., for the Some sixty years later the G » now grown old and decrepid, and bearing all the evidence of hard travel, and plenty of it, cked at the door of his father’s house, given up journalism | for plumbing, consequently had grown rich | and respected. “And so you claim to be my child,” said the plumber, after the usual form of intro- duction had been observed. Well, in my foolish days, when I aspired to become great comicbooks.com