The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1869-12-30
From Our Ovn Correspondent

Philadelphia had so seductive an influence
upon me that when bade farewell to it yester-
day and took my seat in the railway car, |
slumbered sweetly until within a half hour OF
New York. At that moment man put his head
in at the door and screamed out elizabeth
at the top of his voice. A good many people got
up and went out, but whethor Elizabeth got out
with them or whether they got out for the pur-
pose of seeing her, / cant say.
Possibly Elizabeth may have been the name OF
the place the train stopped at
On third consideration think it was.
MIR. Lingnrd Pa.
On arriving at the big fence opposite the
Astor House, the first thing that salutsd my ears
was that something new had happened at
the Grand Opera House of Mr.. Fisk. Mr.. Lin
gard, il seems, has been playing startling aud
unannounced rOie in private Protean parlor
drama the chief scenes in which, however, took
place in q parlor-bedroom. 1t was role which
required no makeup" except the makeup
between man and wife, accomplished by that
paragon of peacc-makers James Junior Fisk.
Miss Alice Dunning is the name of his blonde
and accomplished wife. She is the mother OF
his children; she is the partner of his affections,
to say nothing of her partnership in the busi-
ness; she is the halter of his joys, even to
infinite divisbity. But she was too much
for him. At nights, after delightng
theatreful of happy desdheads, and giving
them three times the worth of their money, and
no questions asked, he used to go home and
abuse Mrs. Horace. He was in such dead earnest
about it that he acted it to the very life and the
part was one which didn't require any false hair
or make-beeve complexion. He used to tear
up and down Mrs. Lingards dressing-room at
the Grand Opera House. saying he was Captain
,Jiuks of the Horse Marines, and giving other
evidences of insanity. Finally he told her that
she was that cunning one of Gotham that mar
ried with Othello. This was more than Alice
could bear. She looked at Jefferson Market
Police Court with one eye and Sing Sing
with the other, and made Horace change
color quicker than he had ever
changed dresses during his long and virtuous
career. The result was that he was compelled
to put in an appearance before Justice Dodge.
| am told by those who saw HIM that a sadder
spectacle was never seen in court. AS Richard
Grant White says Of Miss Lydia Thompson, so
might say of Captain Jinks, Ellis face has tragic
lines in it, He wcpt he wrung his hands, he
implored the Judge not to pass against him any
decree that would separate him from his chill
dren. The Justice relented, and only required
him to give surety for his good behavior for the
next six months. Miss Dunning, with forgive
ness that eXalts her sex, acQuiesced in her hus-
bands noble willingness to have his conduct
overlooked. Perhaps the owing lines may be
said to crystalze this charming theatrical
quarrel:-
GAS on the stage at night they went
Amid the gallery's cheers,
They fell out, his wife and he,
y they fell Out-but don't ask me,
And kissed again with tears.
''For when they argued which should take
The children, little dears
Captain Jinks Of the Horse Marine
Got up frst-class Protean scene,
And they kissed again with tears"
Baths n In Russe.
/ have no objection to Russian opera when |
understand the language, which Is only now and
then; l entertain no prejudice against Charlotte
Russo, save that it resembles bath-tubs made
ont of sponge-cake; and / confess to par
tiaity for Russian baths. There is a sweet SEN
timent in soap-suds when you yield yourself to
the naked deliciousness of that vapory Utopia.
You feel all over like a voluptuous crazy-bone
that is being softly cracked. Pleasure is in
every pound which the attendants deal you.
You are human dough, plastic in their clinging
touch and they to you are friends in knead. 1t
seems, however, that certain bathing establish
ment on Broadway where the bath a la Russe
has been in vogue, is nothing but dirty water
fraud. 1t is ruse upon the public rather than
a bath q la Russo for it. The water in use was
taken from the main tank only twice a week.
That which had been once used, and which was
creamy with human efferyescence, like the
green mantle of the standing pool-was run into
tank and used in future washings. You were
charged one dollar and half, in short, for the
privilege of being plunged in the diseased exu-
dations OF other peoples bodies. OF course the
place is shut up by this time, and l have yet to
meet the man who acknowledges to having been
acustomer there. Don't imagine for one moment