Puck — August 14, 1878 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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‘TRIOLETS. LET'S ‘TAKE. A LITTLE STROLL. Ler’s take a little stroll, The heavens are unclouded ; ‘Together, precious soul, Let's take a little stroll Down 'to the viny knoll — ‘This stoop is rather crowded. Let's take a little stroll, ‘The heavens are unclouded. ga: ANOTHER LITTLE KISS. Anoruer little kiss, is but of love a token, ‘Twill hardly be amiss, Another little kiss. Right on your lips take this; n't squirm, the ice is broken; Another little kiss, ‘Tis but of love a token. R. K, Munxirtrick, "SKEETER. HAT makes me strike and bleed my nose With open hand and vicious blows, As if that organ were a foe's? Mosquitoes. What makes my eye give forth a spark? What makes me make myself a mark, And fiercely grab, when in the dark? Mosquitoes, What makes me keep awake all night, ‘To hear the buzz and dread the bite, ‘And curse the country left and right? Mosquitoes. What makes me fill the house with smoke, Until the inmates almost choke? Believe me, friends, they are no joke— Mosquitoes. What makes the cattle mad with pain, Kicking and prancing o'er the plain? What makes myself almost insane? Mosquitoes, What made me'drop my pen just now, And slap myself across the brow? (He's got away, T don’t know how) A mosquito. Jit May. Josuees for the Anvious. | Vorrer.—Totter. Haseutine,—She has tumbled to you. | Picco.omixi.—If, as your name implies, you are a | musician, we had rather you should court destruction on the operatic stage than that you should force us, as quiet, peaceable journalists, to imbrue our hands in your blood, | J. R. HaNLey.—We wish you were one of the didn’t- know-it-was-loaded kind of men; for then we should let you loose to graze in an arsenal, Fuux,—You have not drunk of the Pierian Spring. You have struck Ehret or Ringler, and it shows badly in your work. V.S.S.—Try it again, in two hundred years. Hut don't commit the fatal American fault of haste. | DRAMATIC NOTES. “Hurricanes " will raise the wind at the Park. ‘To-nicut ‘ Olivia” will dawn on the dra- matic horizon, with Fanny Davenport as cen- tre orb. ‘THe Broadway has been fortunate enough to secure two tenants for next season. They open the house late this month. It isa peculiarity of Manager Henderson's dramatic surprise, “An Open Verdict,” that no one seems to know what it is. A syMposiuM of sweets is unfolded at Niblo’s —the ‘Child-Stealer,” followed by ‘“ Three Years in a Man-Trap,” and the “ Wild Horse of Tartary.” shea T. RAYMOND. Gilded Age and Risks. At Rest. —Adv. in Dramatic News. They ought to be. InsTEAD Whitcomb” is to be produced at the Lyceum —with Den Thompson as the cute and genial Uncle Josh, by Gosh! “les Fourchambeault,” “Joshua | MILLIONAIRE SwELL from the City (40 /ngenuous Country Maid,); Tue rugged melodrama of the California cafions seems to have found a temporary abode, at popular prices, at the Grand Opera House, where the season opens with the “ Danites,” to be followed by “ M’liss.”” | Tue item that Mr. Boucicault is ‘rehearsing | his new piece at Wallack’s” has lost its novelty. As far as the public is permitted to ascertain, | Mr. Boucicault is (in the capacity of dramatist) | on rehearsal himself. Genevieve Warp appears at Booth's just | about the time that Mary Anderson emerges at the Fifth Avenue and Ada Cavendish arrives at the Broadway. The efforts of these ladies will be directed individually to Jane Shore, Parthenia and Miss Gwilt, and collectively to the restoration of the legitimate drama. “Uncte Tom's Canin” held the stage two | weeks at the Bowery Theatre, but the patrons rallied on the last night by the announcement of ‘three Saturday-night pieces.” This sur- prising mark of vitality was so remarkable that Frank S, Chanfrau, an actor who has long for- saken these haunts, is announced toreturn, and much in the way of attractions is promised. AND now the Philadelphia theatre - goer awakes from his long rest, and surveying the dramatic horizon, inquires; ‘‘ Why is it. that nautical pieces are not revived as they used to be at Barnum’s Museum in 1840, when E. L. Davenport played the leading réles?” We j don’t know. But probably the fact that E. L. Davenport is dead and that the year 1840 is concluded has something to do with it, SHERRY CouBLERs are certainly delectable, | but there is so much ice in them, that we sug- | gest to sample rooms that it wouldn’t be a bad | idea to furnish each imbiber of the aforesaid drink with a pair of skates. He said he rather guessed he knew how to | sail a boat—but the gentle zephyrs that kiss the | wavelets o'er his watery grave, mournfully. whisper, ‘ He luffed not wisely.” “Come, tell me, my girl, would you like to have me for a husband?” Incenvous Main: “Would 1? I just would. ‘Three of you!”