The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1867-04-18
Parepa,s Husband-wondorful Man.

Joe Howard, the author of the bogus Lincoln
proclamation calling out 5OO,OOO men, winch
was published by some of the leading New
York papers, and created such a sensation,
gives the following buresque account of
Charles Rosa, the diminutive fiddler who lately
married the cantatrice Parepa:-
Charles Rosa was born of rich but honest
parents zone father and one mother), In south
Carolina, A, ID. 1893; consequently he must be
now about sixty eight years OF age, whlle MS
parents, If living, are several years Older
bia College, he travelled all over Long Island,
spent year at Red Hook Point, and hired out
TO Senator Pierson as q railway conductor. 50
that he might see life. Having seen all he
wanted TO OF that branch of life, he embarked
In the coal trade, aud took several tons OF can
mel coal To- Newcastle, which 50 enraged the in
habitants that they seized him by his raven
locks, and threw him into mtne, AZ TINS
time he was only sixteen years old so, being
minor, he was not at all embarrassed,
although the shock stopped his growth, ana ne
hasn't had time to start 1t up again, Wheh
KiLg William died, Rosa was liberated, aud
entered Two suils-one a bran new suit of
clothes, his old ones being worn and torn in
the mine; the other of law against the realm.
Then he went to Mount Vernon, and met q.
Washington, Y who stole his hatchet, and made
him miserable.
hatchet to advance his own reputation; and II
the reader don't believe 1t, the hatchpt handle
may still be seen in the British Museum-and
besides, if not, why not2 Charles Rosa had
never seen great deal OF life, and 80 he wenttO
Barnum, then an Infant in Joyce Heth's arms,
and otfel ed himself as an anatomical specimen
BaTnum said he looked more like comic atom,
but rather than hurt his little feelings, engaged
him to do the heavy business in new drama
entitled the Roam hhinOcerOS of RdUenSWOOG,
or The Red Rose Of the Running Bipiet Charles
did admirably. Then he married the Bearded
Lady," but was soon divorced on account OF
the skeleton in the Museum, and breaking his
engagement, went to.New South Wales, where
he spent the daytime in breaking stones for Sir
Morton Peto, and the night time in breaking
hearts for the maidens of the village. The next
we hear of him is that old Papa Bateman, the
fOTSaken Bateman, as DAILY calls MIN; the
busted Bateman, as Harrison calls him: the
Bully Bateman, as he prefers to be called, found
him pitching pennies for shrimps in the OLD
Baily courtyard, surrounded by scores of peO-
pie, who gazed wOnderlngly at his giant form
and huge mOustache.
To every question that was put to him he
replied with vacant stare, then grasping ear
nestly his shaggy raven locks, would whisper
in shrill but stitied .utterances, fiddle dee-dee
fiddle dee-dee." Bateman took compassion on
him, then took carriage and drove to Colonel
SandersOn's new hotel and took dinner. They
soon came to terms, aud in few weeks all New
York was covered with plethoric playcards pre-
dieting the rousing reception of the player of
the day and the fiddle. He came, he saw, he
conquered, and we now have the pleasure of
beholding him In our mind's eye enjoying the
fruits of long and well-spent life. He is hap
PLY, muchly married, and comfortably, entirely
settled.
This being the case, we again urge, with tears
in our eye-ball bins, that Messrs. Maretzek and
Harrison conclude some arrangement by which
we can have Mr.. and Mrs. Rosa upon the ope-
ratio boards together.