Judge — February 28, 1885 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. | | AS we go to press more than half the theatres in town are giving extra perform- ances in honor of the Birthday of The Father of his Country. First and foremost on the list comes the celebrating the event with a revival of ‘ Patience.” Miss Mary Beebe is an- nounced to appear as Patience, Laura Joyce | Bell as Lady Jane, Irene Perry as Lad: Angela, Digby Bell as Grosvenor and J. H. | Ryley as Bunthorne. » same people have been warbling in “Patience” and “The Sorcerer” at the | Bijou Theatre, Boston, and the Boston papere, as‘a rule, have given them excellent notices. One wise-acre, however, attached to a well known Sunday weekly of the Hub, sagely re- marks, that ‘¢ Mr. Ryley was not entirely at home as Bunthorne,” but adds “that he is an excellent artist in all that he attempts, and that his effort did not fail to win ap- planse.” Several years ago, about the time somebody | offered a prize for any one that had never | seen ‘‘ Pinafore,” there appeared one evening | ata well known cafe in town, an individual who declared he had never witnessed this first operatic success of Gilbert and Sullivan. The habitues of the place all crowded around to aee this remarkable curiosity, and | conjectures were rife as to where the man had been keeping himself. “He must have been living in some other country!” “Oh, no. He'd never been out of America. Tle could see, he could hear.” “Well then, my friend,” ejaculated a little Frenchman, “as ‘ Pinafore’ has been played, by grown people, children and negroes, in every town and every hamlet of this wonderful country, I can form but one conjecture, per- haps the gentleman has been in jail.” Alas, such was indeed the case, and the man who had never seen *‘ Pinafore” was the notorious Bennett who figured so extensively in the famous murder trial of the Jersey City Policeman. Not to have heard of Ryley as Bunthorne, is about as bad as never to have seen “ Pina- fore,” and like the little Frenchman, we can form but one conjecture as to the former abode of this alleged critic. Once more the male members of Mr. Daly’s | company have been obliged to appeur with clean shaven faces, and once again we see Miss Rehan in male attire. We should think John Drew would get tired of attempting to | raise a moustache. Just as he succeeds in growing what the girls call “‘a perfect darling” on his upper lip, Mr. Daly suddenly revives some ancient y and, presto, off go all the whiskers the company can boast of. Mr. Drew is more attractive with a mous- tache than he is without one, nevertheless he | makes a tolerably good looking Captain Plume. Mr. George Parkes is more of a masher than ever as Caplain Brazen, and Miss Rehan is a bewitching Sylvia and a fascinating Captain Pinch. Miss Dreher is avery beautiful Melinda, and her attire be- comes her admirably. Mr, Daly evidently has an eye for pretty women, for his actresses are nearly all Vand. some. Miss Kingdon and Miss Dreher are ac- knowledged beauties, and Miss Fielding and Miss Rehan have scores of admirers. Even Miss Gordon, who plays a very small part in “ The Recuiting Officer,” is aa pretty as a picture, and we doubt if the play in ancient times was ever as well cast as it is now at Daly’s. In_ 1843. this comedy was played at the Old Park theatre, with Mrs. John Drew (the resent Mr. John Drew’s mother) as Sylvia, but the rest of the characters were represented by people whom no one seems to remember. here is a story going the rounds that “The Recruiting Officer” was the first play ever produced in this town. | Whether this be true or not, we know not. One thing is cer- tain, Mr. Daly’s revival of it has been an THE SILVE! R SHOWER. Eieow long will it last? emphatic success, His theatre has been well filled every night, and both actors and audiences have been in good humor. Notwithstanding all this, a few representa- tions of ‘¢ She would and She would not” and “The Country Girl,” will soon be given, and afterwards a farce by Von Schonthau, adapted by Mr. Daly, will be produced. Then the regular season will close, and Miss Clara Morris will take possession of the theatre, and will appear in a new piece. At the Star, Mr. and Mrs, Florence are holding forth “Our Governor” or “ His Little Hatchet.” Mr. Florence as Pinto Perkins evidently agrees with the sentiment expressed in the old song, ‘ Better tell a thousand lies, than cut one apple tree.” Mra. Florence appears in unusually per. geous costumes, and looks as youthful as ever. At the Madison Square, ‘The Private Secretary,” with its naughty big big, D— and its unseemly allusions to amorous luna- tics, and ‘Tom Jones by Fielding”—still delights large audiences. That new and novel play called “Uncle Tom’s Cabin” may now be seen at the Third Avenue theatre. A Bunch of Keys” can be found at the Fourteenth Street theatre, while Robson and Crane are disporting them- selves at the (irand Opera House. The melancholy event which has closed the season at the Metropolitan Opera House will be deplored by all lovers of music. In Dr. Damrosch America loses her foremost musician, and a man who has done more than other to popularize and disseminate the divine art in this country. Ca" Look out for the large extra picture of Cleve- land's Tvauguration Ball which will be given away with the next + Judge.” Epitaph on a Tomb at Bushey. Prom the Hen: lies @ poor woman Who always was tired; Who lived in a house Where help was not hired. Her last words on earth were, “Dear friends, I am going n't done, r sweeping, nor sewing And everything there Is exact to my wishes, For where they don't eat There's no washing up dishes. TIL be where loud anthems Will always be ringing; For, having no voice, Don't mourn for me now, Don't mourn for me neves I'm going to do nothing For ever , BRICK-LAYERS—e A York Co., Pa. husband had his wife arrested lately for pouring a crock of molasses on hishead, Our verdict is, served her right. It was a clear case of wasting sweetness on the desert hair, and the thrifty Pennsylvania Dutchman is not the man to stand it. Sie verdammt., A CORRESPONDENT, writing from New Orleans, informs the public that one of the most attractive objects to people visiting the Exposition appears to be the photohelios. ‘This is as it should be. After all, there is nothing so interesting to the general public as a plain article in kitchen furniture. ===} comicbooks.com