Judge — January 22, 1887 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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% hey a portion of the attendance at the pretty little Lyceum during the run of Bronson Howard's new play. Miss Dauvray’and her excellent company are worthy of the recognition that comes of deliberate purpose. Jetfreys-Lewis, whose husband sués for di- yorce, and who has not met that gentleman for two years, was thoroughly astonished to become the mother of an infant during the holidays, and simultaneously to read in the newspapers some extremely powerful love-let- ters addressed to her by several well-known gentlemen. It is difficult to account for mese things Mary Anderson having taken Mr. Irving's theatre for a long season, we have the startling intelligence that the two must have reconei their differences. If they had differences that they didis the important part ef the infor- mation—the reconciliation must ha eemed like an international event; though we 7 APPEARANCES WERE DECEITFUL. Fanmer—‘Now you get off thet air fence, you young scamp, or Fil take th’ hide off yer! Tdon’t want no s in’ around my barn,” on second thought, that it must have been merely a civil disturbance, both parties bein thoroughly English. Dr. Griffin having gone in haste to his adopted land, perhaps we shall know more about it presently The Old Homestead” little volume from Whittier, with cop tracts from Samuel Woodworth and every poet who has written of country life ; and from the inning to the end of the play the whimsical humor, the quaint, innocent wit and the touch- . honest grief of the rare old farmer win ghter and tears, all that is mirthful and in the emotions continually on the jump | to see which shall reach the countenance first You don't nt to die until you see Uncle Josh in his new play. When Miss Pauline Hall sprained her ankle her part in the play at the Casino should have been promptly changed to meet th ep emergency. | She should have come on in a litter and been WHERE HE WAS AND WHY. lack, where have you kept yourself for the | th? Thaven't seen you dining in any of your old | No: Tdline regularly now at the “bere. since the new management, I get the the city, with the nicest sort of service. Y fod me there from six to eight every night.” evant House, fest dinner in| can always | permitted to conspicuously recline throughout the performance, something like Lilian Oleott, It is not just that whenever an actress indulges in peculiarities of this kind she should be obliged | to sacrifice several hundred dollars. There is no fun in a sprained ankle at such acost as that ; and playwrights, like journalists, should be able to adapt themselves to all manner of sudden accident and new situation. This is done when the necessity is unavoidable. For instance, Francis Wilson's parts almost always call for straig] . and we never yet saw Francis in such a pair of legs as that. Why should Miss Hall suffer pecuniary loss for such a little thing | asa sprained ankle, and F, Wilson go boom- ing along to prosperity when his entire con- tinuations are sprained and warped to the last degree of exasperating eccentricity ? Miss Hall might have a dozen sprained ankles, the same | distributed all over the convenient members | which enable her to walk and variously cut up, and herlegs would be a far better pair than any that Francis Wilson ever dreamed of. Before we depart from this | engrossing subject it is well to suggest that if there are any poets present they had better | say something with respect to the arms of Margaret Mather. They are not as long as th should be with a large man pre ent, but, behold you ! they are round and lovely and there will | never be any spay Trotting horses to sleighs is a good sport “up the road” at OLD CHOCOLATE’S TARGET PRACTICE. Hit and Miss Stats, With Now and Then a Bulls- bye De fool crop nebbah fails. 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Wha’ de t'ief can’t g' is han’ he'll try his finguh. Am he hits. De sheep dat stra; browsin’. in wid a club ant p'ticklah wha’ s fom de flock gits de bes’ ar era many dat po'eeed on de theory dat d Ving toe be a Vief ez long ez a’nt foun’ out. Ef de law agin’ de cashier war ez sma'tly ‘forced ez dat agin’ de chicken tief, dar ud be mo’ excitement an’ a smallah popelashen in Canada. J. A, WALDRON, HEARD IN A RESTAURANT. Lady—“ Waiter, what kind of pie have you Waiter—‘‘Only peach, custard and mince.” Lady—" Nothing else ¢” Waiter—“ No'm.” Lady—“ No apple ?” Waiter—" No.” Lady—* No pumpkin ?” Waiter—'' Nothing but peach, custard and mince.” Lady—“* Well—er—I'll take—er—just go see if you have any other kind.” Waiter (returning)—* O: mince.” Lady— Vl take apple. Waiter—“ All out, m custard, minc Lady —"* Well, then, bring me peach.” nly peach, custard, naam; only. peach,