Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1868-04-01
New York Society.

Now 1OrA SOCACGys
Correspondence of the Baltimore Gszette.l
New York life, it must be confessed, has one
cbarm-that Of variety. People may ruin
themselves down town, but at the same time,
neople amuse themselves up town. One can
always march to funeral dirge, but, if one
nreters, one can always dance the next moment
to wedding tune. Vanderbilt may stagger,
Drew may bolt, dozen small fry may be
knocked down and run over, Wall street may
be in sackcloth and ashes, but a few squares OFT
Broadwayis full, ,Stewart's is crowded, Demon-
leo is rsaping a harvest, operas and theatres
arc open, and in many q private saloon there Is
sound of revelry by night.
It must, however, be confessed that amuse-
ment does not seem to be 50 amusing to New
Workers as it was formerly. Last year sixteen
hundred carriages were dropped in London, at
ter the cotton panic. So said the carriage
license tax list. In New York the number
that has been diminished by the various panlcs
Of the past year cannot SO readily be ascertain
ed. 1t is quite evident, however, that carrla-
ges are certainly fewer and that opera boxes
nre not filled exactly by the same people. In
New York, high life has its seasons, and it
is easy to see that Ia haute volee Of this year
is not composed of the same birds which glo-
ried in their pride OF place two years ago. 1t
is for this reason perhaps that there has really
been no continued opera at New Y ork this WIN
ter. The operatic troupes seem to have been
seized with nomadic fits and to be possessed
with an insane desire to travel anywhere where
tull house is to be found. Maretzek finds the
world that amuses itself in New York too small
aworld for him and resorts to every variety Of
pretext to enable him to shut up for few
days and save expenses. To-day he is prepar-
iup a new scene, tomorrow he is in difficulty
with the chorus which has struck, not however
for higher wages, as he announces, but simply
for the payment of what has been promised.
The number of people in New York boasting
fat incomes is undoubtedly large, but the num-
Der has as certainly been wofully diminished.
The French Theatre scarcely interferes with
the Opera, now that the Grand Duchess
has retired from the boards, and the theatres
do not attract the musical world Yet the
opera does not succeed, and the only way to ac-
count for this want of success is that though
there is large money spending world lett
there was larger money spending world
which is not left. The New York nabobs have
had their fortunes seriously impaired and they
no longer scatter their greenbacks as protusely
as they did, simply because they have not got
them to scatter. The best proof Of this Is that
even sensations do not draw as largely as they
once did; and when sensations do not draw
here, New York must be hard up indeed. The
two sensations of the day are the White Fawn"
and La Belle Helene. The White Fawn is
played at Niblo's. 1t was gotten up to replace
the Black Crook, which it is very like, only
little more so. The scenery is magnificent,
the transformations are gorgeous and the cos
tunes are stunning-what there is of them.
Yet all this no longer fills the benches. La
Belle Helene is played at the French Theatre.
GEN. GRANTS NAME. Hadn't Mr.. Jesse
Grant, who has been catering for Bonner's
Ledger, better have left out the interesting ac-
count Of his sons name? He seems to have
had some trouble about it, with reference to the
army records, and at last got it on them incor-
rectly.
We are now In doubt as to whether the Gen
erals name is. Albert, Theodore, Hiram, Ulys-
ses or Simpson, or Uncle Sam. He seems to
have been called by all these different aliases
Gcn. Grant, in getting his appointment to
West Point, appears to havo had about as
much trouble with his name as MIR. Wrinkle had
when called as witness in Bardell VS. Pickwick:
What's your name ? said Justice Starleigh.
Wrinkle, sir.
What's your first name?
Nathaniel, sir.
Daniel, any other name?
Nathaniel, sir-my Lord l mean.
Nathaniel Daniel, or Daniel Nathaniel2
Nathaniel only my Lord, not Daniel.
What did you tell me it was Daniel Tor thonI
| didn't my Lord.
You did, sir How could t1shave got it on
my notes otherwise?
But such is military glory ito be killed In
battle, or leastwise kicked by mule, and have
your name spelt wrong in tho dispatches. -
Cincinnati Enquirer.