Judge — December 20, 1884 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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10 THE JUDGE. the a ina ates of Wome: has appeared as candid and now a play e in the Presidene: in which no male bi art, has proved a su The Comedy Theatre. “An Adamless Eden!” Why, the very title of the play must be sweet music to the ears of Susan B. and Belva L. Not a man upon the stage—not even a male musician in the orchestra. If the women were not so good-looking, and if they left a little more to the imagination of the audiences, their performance would be almost like a Sorosis meeting at Delinonico’s. We don’t know what the world is coming to, but if plays of this kind become a rage Macy's and numerous other shops may, in time, become depleted of saleswomen. It is evidently pleasanter for a pretty girl with a dainty foot and ankle, to caper before the footlights in a pair of fifteen dollar silk stockings, to the tune of forty dollars. a week, than it is to stand behind the counter in a faded alpaca gown and shriek for ‘ cash” for seven dollars a week. Of course, if female comedy companies continue to increase, there will be a falling off in the demand for male actors. In that case, the “mashers” can take the places left vacant by their more fortunate sisters, and the young men can continue to captivate soft-hearted females who buy ribbon by the yard, and caramels by the pound A new operetta is in prepar: comedy ion at the im which there will appear new ‘aces, and new—ankles! “Adonis” has reached its one hundredth night at the Bijou. No signs of a change in the programme, Miss Lillie Grubb has again essayed the ow she is, in private life, Mrs. We ander what she wonld take to change her stage name. This week finds John T, Raymond the Grand Opera House, and Aimee at the Fifth Avenue. By the way, a certain paper that is always to be found in Darberestoos and bar-rooms, has been publishing a paragraph to the ef- fect that Aimee’s success in her new play is “owing to the suggestion of naughtiness in the title thereof.” What suggestion of naughtiness there is in the word ‘‘ Mam’- zelle” we have not as yet been able to dis- cover. Any information on the subject will be thankfally received. This is the last week of Italian opera at the Academy. Large audiences have filled the house at nearly every performance, and to the uninitiated it looks as if the manage- ment was making money. But appearances are deceitfal, and when the Academy direc- tors come out in full force, Mapleson finds himeelf in much the same condition that Artemus Ward was in, when he lectured in t Lake City and gave Brigham Young a ticket admitting himself and family. The Colonel is plucky, however. His motto is “never say die,” and we hear he has already engaged Nilsson and the French tenor Tala- > for next year in Americ Minnie Maddern preceded John T. Ray- mond over at The Grand Opera House. She gave the west siders a chance to witness Mr. Howard P. Taylor's “Caprice,” that did no good at all over at the New Park ‘Theatre last August. The New Park, along with the Old Park, has now become a thing of the past, and the sign, “ Museum and Menagerie,” now g the building at the corner of Thirt. Street and Broadway. Admission ten cents. Mme. Victoria Huelskamp-Morosini con- tinues to pervade the town. Her pictures are scattered broadcast over the city, and she is announced to sing here, there, and everywhere, Charlotte Thompson, in ‘Jane Eyre, and Louise Pomeroy, in ‘The Outcast,” are playing simultaneously at the Star and at the Fourteenth Street Theatre. ‘This is a fine season for chestnut he Madison Square management and Mr. Gillette are still at loggerheads over different versions of the same play, and the two com- panies have made things lively in several towns. The Pavements of Paris,” under the man- agement of Mr. John Rickaby, is about as successful as any piece on the road. Things do not seem to run smoothl. The Lyceum Theatre School. © Rumors are afloat that some of the pupils are more than dissatisfied, and some of the teachers aggrieved because they have not received their pa Emma Thursby has generously given one hundred dollars towards the Brignoli Monu- ment Fund, _Patti’s munificent contribu- tion to this cause reaches the sum of twenty- five dollars. Christmas Cards. A COMPARATIVELY little while ago, nearly all the Christmas cards sold and mailed in this country were imported, and foreign stationers had a practical monopoly of the business. But, by degrees, as the pretty and graceful custom of commemorating in this way the great anniversary of the Christian year grew in popularity, American firms took part in the competition, and have proved themselves fully able to supply the demands of the home market, and even to meet the English manufacturers on their own grounds, The Christmas cards designed and manu- factured by Prang, of Bond street, in this city, have, for some time, been more eagerly inquired after than any others, and the taste which this firm has always displayed in the pretty industry warrants the popular prefer- ence. This year Prang’s designs in Christ- mas Cards are more beautiful than ever, and their variety is almost endless, The only difficulty which memento-senders will have to encounter in making their selections, is that arising from an embarrassment of riches. Tue fountain of youth—a soda fountain. “Aunt Jane, ia it quite true that a lady may ask a gentleman to marry her, if it is leap year?” ‘Yes, my dear; quite true.” “Bat if he don’t want to marry her, Aunt Jane, what must he do then?” “Ile must give her a new black silk dress, my dear, and then she understands.” “Oh! Aunt Jane! Aunt Jane? Now I know why you have so many black silk dresses,” A HAPPY THOUGHT PUT TO FLIGHT. Geo, Wastixctox Jonxsox — “Golly, Marm, | this is a case for arlitration Mana—" Vik! aah! This be a ease of condign punishment.” (Whack! whack! whack Gents’ Winter Styles for 1884-5. Ile entered the tapestried sanctuary of the Daily Bass Drum yesterday morning and iid’ he was a reporter of Gentleman’s Fashions, and would like to get us up an article on winter styles. He was a young man with irretrievably red hair, and there was an air of intelligence and cloves about him, and he wore a kind smile and freckles on his face. His clothes were in the last literary stage, and there was a brightness in his eye and on his knees and elbows. We told him to in, instead of to go out, and he thanked us and gota dollar for stationery— though we thought it was wnstationary he wanted to get with it—as we are always ready to help genius in trouble and sometimes to help it out. Promising to bring the article in the evening, he left. About dark a seemingly dead body was borne from a car- riage and gently aid on the floor of the Bass Drum oft saw that it was the re- mains of our fashion reporter. He was nearly gone, more than half gone surely, but his pale beat feebly. His eyes were closed. He scemed to be trying to point to his breast pocket. We went through him tenderly, took everything he had in his pockets, loaded him on a y, and sent him off to the hospital with a request to bring him to life if they thought it worth while. In the left breast pocket we found this article entitled: GENTS’ WINTER STYLES. Gents costumes will continue to this winter, all reports to the contrary not- withstanding. Prince Albert cut-away pants will be worn long sleeved, and with a little more slack than usual so as to be got down over boot-tops without greasing the tops, as boots will Sppest ag nd they will con- tinue still to have pockets in them whether you have anything to put in them or not. The material will range all the way from broad-cloth to rag carpet, and back again by the same route. Vests will be mado swallow-tailed, with be worn comicbooks.com