Daily American telegraph., 1852-02-05

The lights burned brightly and that interesting
scene, with door opening into it, beyond the
stage, appeared to great advantage, Mr.. Dayis's
grand piano looked threatening in its solitude
But the ladies' eyes and head-dresses soon came
in, to grace, and cheer, and beautify the hall !;
and wise legislators, and other folks, who may
also be wise for aught we know, all looking fine
and imposing, took their seats on the benches
until these we're pretty well flled--a multitude
Of heads arranged like well-deyeloped rows in a
cabbage garden. #
Mr.. strakosch, the pianist, young man, look
ing half pleased and half frightened, the first
to come forth, and having bobbed his head fa-
miliary to the congregation, sat down in front OF
the piano, and, manifesting the utmost confidence
in the strength of all its wires, knocked out OF it
such music as ii must have been totally uncon-
scous of possessing.
Miss Amalia Patti, quiet-looking young lady,
who lisps most sweetly, then sung for us pretty
ballad, and by her skill, her melody, and her
easy and modest seeming, won great admiration
and pretty loud applause
Mr. Hauser, gentleman with small legs and
high coat-collar, then appeared with his violin
and bow and, placing himself in attitude, made
n comical sort of bow, then fixed his violin be-
tween his chin and the upper extremity of a
bone called the sternum, we believe, drew his
shoulders upward, until upon back view his
head must have become invisible beneath his
collar; and thus, looking not unlike good-szed
terrapin, commenced rubbing the extended horse
hair upon the strings of his instrument, and
brought forth such music as we had never before
heard produced by such means.
And then came Parodi herself-a striking look
ing lady of firm physical development Approach
ing the front of the stage she was greeted with
very loud and prolonged applause, which she &C
knowledged by making decidedly grotesque bow!
The symphony then began, and she pressed her
hands gently together fixed her eyes on the cell
ing, and parted her lips so as to display as fine
an array Of incisores, cuspidati, bicuspides, and
moares, as any dentist would wish to initiate in
his works of art. Thus she stood like one rapt
in heavenly musing, or the most profound affecta-
ton. Presently she began to sing in such strains
as the walls of the Saloon have seldom echoed, and
with such affectation of facial expression as no
mirror has probably ever reflected We cannot
quote Hamlet. in describing lady's face; for he
spoke of "damnable faces while her features,
in their natural expression, quite the reverse.
But never did any lady in this whole world do
more wicked injustice to the good gifts of her
Creator. She sang, and laughed, and trilled, and
frowned, and compressed her lips, and anon dis
played her dental ornaments, in manner imita-
BILE by no other specimen of humanity.
The musical performances of the evening were
all superb, and the auditors delighted. The APP
plause was immense, the encores frequent, and
the expressions of admiration throughout the
Saloon restricted by nothing but the paucity of
the English language spoken by those around us
who, nevertheless, appear to have a preference
for Italian when sung-we know not why.