The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1870-01-25
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From Our Orrn Correspondent
NEW YORK, Jan. 25, 1870.
Henry PlacIde.

the name OF Henry Placide. lie uleu Ou Gun
day morning at 2 o'clock, at his residence In
Babylon, Long Island, where he has lived in
pleasant not to say elegant, retirement for quite
a number of years. He was perhaps better
known than any ether actor In the same line of
characters, and there are plenty of those living
who will remember how perfect was his charac-
terization of "Peter" in the Loan of q Louer.
One of his latest appearances in Phila-
delphia was that ten years ago,
at the Academy of Music, when
Mrs. ID. p. Bowersproduced there the memorable
Black Agate, piece which was the occasion for
an interesting theatrico-newspape row between
her and the critic of the Press. II is cur
rently believed indeed, that his retirement from
the stage Subsequent to which he put in no ap-
pearance anywhere at all-was in 1853, seventeen
years ago. Mrs. Bowers, however, had the adj
dress to snap him up, and cause him to appear
to advantage as "Sir Peter Teazle" to her 'Lady
Teazle." Mrs. Rufus r. Blake, wife of the late
Mr. Blake the eminent comedian, was his sister,
and the late Miss Jane Placide, who died few
years ago at New Orleans, was another sister.
Miss Placide was the contemporary of Hackett,
Flynn, Jack Reeves and the elder Booth, and
was one of the last links that bind us to the
0ncien regime of excellent light comedy.
Morning Stnr TaImnEe.
Certain spiritual spitGres in Brooklyn are
''down" on the Rev. Mr.. Talmage, recently of
your city, for having used an expression that,
for the last hundred nights has been current
among the minstrels at Bryants Opera House,
in Fourteenth street, adjoining Tammany. The
expression was
t'I feel / feel, feel,
feel like merntng star y
Those who are fond of finding fault with the
ministry aver that this exclamation was made
use of in the pulpit. This is false. 1t was used
by Mr.. Talmage at childrens Christmas party,
and with just as much innocent inadvertency
as though he had said merry Christmas" :"
or some other of the thousand efflorescences
that blossom to the lips at such
a time. In fact, what is there wrong in saying
that one feels like 'morning starr" In itself
it is beautiful, not to say sublime, expression.
The public like it so well that for the last one
hundred nights they have been thronging Bry-
ants for the purpose of hearing it sung by Dan
Bryant and Nelse Seymour. AS for Mr.. Talmage,
he is one of those ministers who are none the
less spiritual for being, in the better of the
term con the make" He came to his Brook
lyn charge, presume, because he thought it
would pay him better than remaining at his
Philadelphia one, and few would blame him for
so doing. Whether he takes as good care of his
bodily health as he used to do in Philadelphia,
I don't know Then l used habitually to see
him turning somersaults, or performing evo-
lutious upon the horizontal bars, at Hille-
brand & Lewis Gymnasium.
English Eating-houses.
One of the great questions among the mode
rate class of people in New York is where to
get good meal without indulging in hotel ex-
travagance on the one hand, or without exposing
oneself to the living suicide of the boarding
house on the other. To get mutton-chop
cooked eata5ly at o restaurant, unless you go to
Demonico's, or perhaps to Taylor's, is almost
impossible if you entrust your appetite to the
run of New York restaurants in general. There
is one solution to all this mystery of dissatisfac-
tion. 1t consists in going to one of the several
English eating-houses that line East Houston
street, just below Broadway. There at least it
is possible to get everything plain and very NICE
More than half the taste of a chop-excuse
me if / speak like epicure for the
moment--consists in the way it is cooked, and
at the English eating-houses you get it cooked
as you could procure it nowhere else except,
perhaps, at your own home. The vile custom of
frying is not tolerated at all. Your chop is
broiled and laid before you in all the glory Of
its original fat and gravy. Then, besides, you
have those indispensable comforts of white nap
kins, mirror-like mahogany, beautiful pictures
(for most of the English houses go extensively
into the dealing business), and tea and
coffee worth the drinking. And If your i'm
bibing tastes are stronger than this, is there any
extant liquid healthier and more palatable than
Bass Bitter or a "toby" of " 'arf and 'arf ?"
Giovanni and Therese.
About one year ago there lived in one of the
back streets of Paris-tbe most obscure of the
co,,lisses of those glittering metropolitan side
scenes-a young girl named Therese. She was
loved by Giovanni, young man in a poor way
of life, but possessing unbounded capabilities
for la belle passion. He fell in love with Therese
and they were engaged to be married. Gradu-
ally, however, he perceived a GOODNESS in the
object of his alteration, and at length came to
the conclusion that he had rival. He was
right, Therese fell in love with another man,
and fed with him to this city, where they took
up their abode at a certain number on Sullivan
street. OF course, directly Giovanni heard Of the
elopement he concerted plan of revenge. Ht
used the little money he had saved, procured {
passage to this country, disguised himself as al
organ-grinder and went in search of his lady
love, like the poor minstre, Blondel in search
of Richard Ceur de Lion, ever so many cen
turies ago. His perseverance was well rewarded
The lady put her head out of the window, be
fore which he had happened to stop, and he
dropping his organ, rushed up, and discharges
q pistol at her. The denOuenlent was that Clio
yanni was arrested, and that Therese had for
given him. ALI BABA.
MUSICAL AND DRAMATIC.
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