Puck — October 2, 1878 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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DRAMATIC NOTES. Mrs. Bowers Jor Emmett is coming to the Standard, which is much in need of an attraction. is coming to the Broadway. Tue Mail says: nius with beefsteak. genius it is. WE wait to compliment Mr. Frederic Clarke on “ False Title” until he has shown us some- thing better. “THe Micuty Dottar” is the current at- traction at the Grand Opera House. It is more or less the attraction elsewhere just at present. Denman THomPson has acquired an ex- tended lease of the Lyceum, a proceeding with- out precedent among the previous tenants of the house. “THe SCHOOL FoR SCANDAL,” at Wallack’s, has taken a new lease of life; and, in conse- uence, Mr. Dion Boucicault’s other comedies, the same source, have been postponed. Me. Bozenta, the Countess Modjeska, has arrived at the Fifth Avenue, where “ Camille” now prevails, with attractive accessories. ‘The nobility of ‘ Camille” was never, we believe, the subject of debate. A Rumor Teaches this office that Johnny ‘Thompson and Imogene have combined to oc- cupy the National ‘Theatre for a portion of the season. At last accounts, the Watkins family had refused to co-operate, and were playing at the Bowery, Tue Dramatic Mirror, of Philadelphia, is suffused with the atmosphere of the place. It objects to the statement of Puck that the in- telligence of H. J. Montague’s death has reached Philadelphia. From this it would seem that our statement was premature. “ Mary Anderson feeds ge- ’’ ‘That's about the kind of “Morner and Son” was produced at the Union Square last Tuesday evening, and met the same reception as is given all Sardou’s pieces at this theatre. ‘The acting honors were equally borne by Charles R. Thorne, Linda Dietz and Miss Marie Wilkins. ‘Tne claim of a Sixth avenue resort that it is the “only variety theatre on the west side,” is being disproved by the Grand Opera House, where ** Uncle Tom’s Cabin,” Joe Emmet and Tony Pastor have prevailed in succession. The Florences follow in the ‘‘ Mighty Dollar.” One of Kneisel’s comedies, translated by Mr. J. W. Shannon, of Wallack’s, was the no- velty at the Park last night. ‘Ihe company in- cludes James Lewis, George Clarke, Frank Hardenberg, W. F. Owen, Wm. Cullington, Agnes Booth, Minnie Palmer, Alicia Robson, and Sydney Cowell. PUCK. ‘ A PERTINACIOUS BARBER. Barber.— Will you have a shampoo, sir?” Customer.—* No!”” B.— Shall 1 trim your hair?” “No! B.—“I can recommend my Vegetable Extract for making the hair grow, and giving it a glossy—” c “I don’t want anything, but I want you to hurry up!” ‘Then let me powder your nose, no extra charge.” Miss Rose Eytince, whose London expe- riences have been the theme of her conversa- tion for some time, has finally re-appeared in New York in ‘A Woman of the People,” which proves, on investigation, to be a very old acquaintance, known to former theatre- goers as “ Janet Pride,” “ Marie Jeanne, the Belle of the Faubourg,” ‘ Madeleine,” and other aliases. It may be cited, as a matter of record, that Mr, M. V. Lingham played a sin- ister Italian, Mr. Cyril Searle, a festive sans culotte, Miss O'Connor, a French Countess, and Mr. Kennedy a scion of the Bourbon no- bility. Miss Eytinge has gained somewhat in youth and extensively in artifice since seen here last. HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY. USINESS took me ina 125th Street cross- town car one day last week. (I didn't know there was such a line of vehicles until I rode in one of them.) It was an ordi- nary bobtail, with no conductor, but a patent money-box instead. The driver, a jolly dog, leaned in the open doorway, and chatted with me as he drove along. I'was the only pas- senger. “ Everybody's stealin’ now-a-days, ain't they ?” he asked, and then continued: ‘Clerks, partners, public officials—even ministers, by gracious!—all stealing whatever they can lift away. Some of ’em steal such small sums. Now a petty thief is beneath contempt—don’t you think so? I do. for yielding when a fortune is within one's grasp; but how a man can steal a few dollars is beyond my comprehension. I'll put your fare in the box.” I was fumbling in my vest pocket, and when 1 found a five-cent piece, I handed it to the lo- quacious fellow. ‘Io my astonishment, he put the fare in his pocket. I can perceive a reason | “Now, I knew a young fellow,” the driver continued, “who cabbaged five thousand dol- lars of his boss’s money. He was so dead sure of being caught that he hid the money in a box, which he put away under a stone in a lonely wood up in Oneida county, where he lived; then he gave himself up and plead guilty. He only got three years, and when he came out of States Prison, he found his box and his money all right; and, being a careful fellow, he is sure of being comfortable as long as he lives.” At this point two ladies entered the car, and One of them, before taking her seat, handed me ten cents for the box. ‘The driver held out his hand, I gave him the dime, and, as before, he pocketed it. “T tell you,” said he, gravely, preparing to close the front door and _ take his place on the platform, ‘a small thief sells himself and his soul too cheap. I have nothing but contempt for such light-waisted rascals.” Fr Rusweys for the Anrious. Who will sit on you? <€.—Touched by her solemn tone. ‘anny, and shall receive immediate atten- X. ¥. Z.—You have not a wise head. Not intended There are times when the bravest man is palled. ‘This was the case with us after endeavoring to | read your so called burlesque drama. If there are many | more around like you, we shall dread opening our mail | in future. To pass daily through such an ordeal would ut none the less certain, death. y.—Queen Victona we do not consider a sub- | ject (do you see the joke?) for ridicule, even under such | circumstances. She is at liberty to do as she pleases with her hard-earned salary; and if she considers that | the families of the * Princess Alice” victims are not en- titled to more than two or three hundred dollars’ worth | of sympathy from her, it is no business of ours, If we | wished to enlarge on the matter, you apparently are not | the man to help us, comicbooks.com