Judge — September 18, 1886 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE. This is reviving the simplicities of the c1 with an abruptness that is somew Wh tion Evangeline” is to be taken to Chicago, where it is expected to run throughout the summer, In the meantime prepara- tions are be ade for its 200th representa- tion here, occuring on the 26th. Since the advent of the new tenor, who, by the way, is the Nanki Poo of the Fifth Avenue Mikado company, there has been a not increase in feminine attendance at All § church, The choir gallery is crowded every Sunday morning with a happy combination of silk and ribbons and pretty faces, upon which piety and the effects of the last tenor solo are wonderfully and fearfully confused. They do things on a little more extensive scale abroad. When Patti was singing “Lucia” at Bucharest recently a man fell from. the flies to the ye and knocked down a woman, a child and a piece of scenery. The man fractured his skull and the woman seriously injured. The audience became greatly alarmed, but through the presence of mind of Mme. Patti order was restored and the opera proceeded. This rather overshadows the little gas tank episode at the Academy. Lester Wallack’s jovial bearing, Helen Russell's vi and the cold wave sug- gestiveness with which Misses Eyre and Robe continue to go through their little osculatot delighting large Star all week, plays a return ment of three weeks at the same theatre, commencing Monday, April 5th. Francis Wilson's ‘* Committee other bright airs from the “G. Baron” have entirely superseded the ‘* Mikado” on the streets, the latter having at last been reduced to the level of the peripatetic hand organ. song and “Engaged,” to all appearances, is good for the seasun. The houses that have greeted it since its revival at the Madison Square last Tuesday night have been hilariously appreci- ative severely upon even the s the theatre. anding capacity of | n New York shows evidences of satia- J of a size that has encroached pretty | Deliciously exhilerating | is “ Nancy & Co.,” Daly's new comedy, In his adap- | tation from the German | Mr. Daly has clearly exer- cised the license of the | dramatist and refined and | modified Rosen's some- what boisterous fun down | to that degree of jollity which is the most attrac- tive because of its com- bined delicacy and pun- gency. Edward Harrigan’s new play, “The Leather Patch,” promises to be equally as popular as any of theold time “Mulligan” It is full of clever bits of comedy and taking music, and has a good deal of the old dash and vim of | Harrigan’s first produc- tions. “Jack in the Box” leaves the Union Square at the close of the week to give ace to Solomon's opera, * ita.” Mana- ger Hill has engaged a strong cast for the latter and intends putting it on in a most attractive style. Monday night witnessing its first performance The management of the People’ » been presenting some exceeding] plays within the past few weeks, and as a nat- | ural consequence have had about all the bus- | iness they could attendto. The recent engage- | ment of Frederic Warde was one of the biggest paying weeks in the history of the theatre. | theatre | strong Probably the most notable event of the opera season has been the production of the long | heralded “ Lakme” by the American company tt the Academy. There had been so much said of the new opera, so many mysterious allu- sions been made to it while rehearsals were going on, and so many brilliant promises had been made concerning its presentation. | that the curiosity of New York’s musical circles was aroused to the highest point, and it | only required the definite announcement of the | time set for its initial production to start an army of ticket purchasers to the doors of the Academy. A week before it was evident that the house would be filled, but it was hardly anticipated that so vast a multitude would assemble there as at of Monday night. The Duff compan who first attempted | ‘*Lakme” three y o, made a dismal failure of it. The American company has succeeded in making it one of the most brilliant | productions of the present season. | It issaid that whe Primrose and ing in Chicago, some time ago, pham happened to be in the hotel | telegraph office at the time of the receipt of a private dispatch from a well-known New York turfman at the Monmouth race course, pur- porting to give reliable information regurd- ing the probable result of an impot that was to be run on the following operator handed it to Clapham with an injun | tion to keep it secret. It was too good a thi | to keep to himself, however. He immedi-, | when th A LUCKY NUMBER. ‘'d had one moah chil’en, Maria Jane, we'd a loosed it.” ately invested all his spare money on the race, and then hastened to share his good fortune with the other members of the troupe. Before night all the ready cash of the company was in the hands of the bookmakers, backing the win- ner as indicated in the dispatch, and the actors were enjoying themselves as only actors can see wealth ora full house staring them out of countenance. The next day the air was full of sadn and imprecations. The dispatch was bogu: The ill success attending the efforts of the literary match makers on the daily press to marry off the president, instead of discourag ing, only seems to have spurred them on to further attempts in the same line. They have recently undertaken a contract to wed Arthur Sullivan, and up to the present tim the names of two young ladies have been mentioned in this connection, A much 1 promising field for these enterprising gentle men suggests itself in the isement of a Bowery museum: Miss Fanny Mills, ‘That Girl from Ohi f pretty, wearing No. rmade; 19 inches long 7 inches wide; Miss Mills's father offers $5,000 nda well-stocked farm to the man that mar- ries her. And the girl has been married, the man who married her has hig time. A FASHIONABLE FOIBLE. Conductor (displaying five salivated pennies in his open hand)—" I've been in this business all my life, but never could find out why a woman always carries her car-fare in her mouth, Cynic (with a smirk)—“I guess they're trying ting a purse mouth.” comicbooks.com