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This mother has been, in a happy past, the mistress of Prince Zuroff. The prince is a large and portly person, with a tremen- dous black moustache. The Prince falls in love, apparently, with Vere, who hates him with a wild, sixteenth-century hate, Her mother, nevertheless, induces her to marry the Prince,on the ground that she, the mother, desires her, the daughter, to save her, the mother, from’ some vague infamy which is about to fall upon her, the mother. The girl, if she had more sense and less saintliness, would undoubtedly have flown to more congenial climes with her Raphael. But she becomes Princess Zuroff. As soon as the Prince gets possession of her, he proceeds to beat her, and to show that he wants to marry another woman, A remarkable fellow, this Zuroff. Well, the Prince packs his wife off to a melancholy Polish retreat, where all her friends, by one of those lucky coincidences of the drama, meet in the last act. A young English lord, ;who loves Vere, then fights a duel with the Prince, kills him and is killed. The death of this magnanimous young man is certainly deplored. It is understood, we suppose, that Vere and her vocal lover live thereafter in bliss to the end of their days—legitimately married, without doubt, though they do not trouble themselves about a ring anda priest in the novel. In the novel it is Raphael who fights and is shot through the throat. But he continues to live, and Vere takes upon herself the agreea- ble and perpetual business of nurse. The hectic unreality of this play is depressing. The characters are either exalted fools or violent devils. The piece is a smart rigmarole of rubbish, though it is very well acted by Mr. Tearle, Mr. Glenny, Mr, G. Eyre, Miss Coghlan, Miss Hill, and Miss Everson. We are grieved to class ‘* Moths” among Mr. Wal- lack’s illegitimate drama. “ Jaxey,” cried Mrs. Rosenberg, as she discovered twenty-five letters in her son’s bureau drawer, “ here vas all dese letters I gif you since last spring, to put the mail-box derein! “Vy for haf you forgot dem ?” “So hellup me, I don’t forgot ‘em !” replied Jakey, “T been vaitin’ for dot dwo-cent bostage !” - LIFE: RENDER. VNTO $CIS§OR$ THOSE THIKGS WHICH ARE SCISSORS - SUAA T9 THE TOWNS TV, a 4. GRAY shadows fall 'neath the arches dim, Bright lights through the stained glass windows swim There sa touch of gold In crypt and hall-— But where are the bones that built it all ? High is the seat they carved for the dean, And the eagle lectern is bronze, I ween; Hut how the lesson the crowd would scare Should they see his skeleton reading there ! ‘The chimes ring out from the steeple tall, And ** Bim, bones, bell,’ is their rhythmic call ; While the five-part organ in chorus moans In its hundred thousand dollar tones, Here is his organ, but where are his bones ?”” Oh, foolish man, with heavy gold, To'build a chapel, gray and cold. Costly and gloomy, grim and tall, And lose his own bones, after all ! Cincinnati Enquirer. “ How are you and your wife cummin’ on?” asked a West Point man of acolored man, ‘She has run me off, boss. I is to blame, boss. Igave her a splendid, white silk dress, and den she got so praud she had no use forme. She ‘lowed I wastoo dark to match the dress.” —West Point, Ga., Enterprise, “« How to obtain the life beyond,” is the title of a fifty cent book. We will tell you for a cent. a cucumber.—Burlington Hawkeye. "Yes," said the doctor, ‘‘I wanted that patient as a tramp wants rum, but I sent him over to Dr. Tombs just to make Tombs think I had more business than I could handle.”—Boston Post, Ivis authoritatively said, all statements to the contrary notwithstand- ng, that Longfellow got his inspiration for ‘* The Skeleton in Armor" while viewing the ladies in bathing at Newport.—The Fudge. NEW PUBLICATIONS. | HENRY HOLT & CO. Turgenieff's Novels viedvidjshall Called by J. vox Lixmo “A Treasure of Nature,” t of ite high do- ae aac rk aes oar on er i Na fe, {ee iegular uso by wach medical authoritice as fir Hawny THOMPSON, holds, chironic catarrhal disords 8, pation, . fof" stomach and Sowels ra Senegtles dines oculag to females imparts of blood ad 16mo., (Leisure Hour Series), $1 each. SMOKE. D 4 LIZA. ecorate an ON THE EVE, WALL PAPER. Homes, Offices, &c. Established 1853. Beautify your H.B. KIRK & CO., | 1158 BROADWAY, FATHERS AND SONS at °. (Also in Leisure Moment Series, 20 cents). DIMITRI ROUDINE. SPRING FLOODS and A LEAR OF THE STEPPE (Together in one volume). | VIRGIN SO/L. Quaint, Rare AND Curious PAPERS BY EMINENT DECORATIVE ARTISTS. Close Figures given on Large Contracts. If youintend to sell your house, paper it, as it will bring from $2000 to $3000 more after having been Papered. Samples and Book on Decorations mailed free. H. BARTHOLOMAE & CO., MAKERS AND IMPORTERS, 124 & 126 W. 33D St., (near B'way,) N.Y. 69 FULTON ST. |. Sour Mash Oli Crow R: id Whiskies. Mayfield. The Best in the World. RELIABLE WINES. comicbooks.com ©