The New York herald., 1870-11-14
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Ruddor.


Ruddor.
Times change Things change. Men
change. Tastes change. Sometimes the
amusements Of our maturer years are as
lightly thrown aside as the trivial toys Of our
childhood. AS we grow older our minds
become more enlarged. and the more manly
the sport the more eager are we inclined to
engage in 1t. Net unfrequently these new
attractions so absorb some mems minds as
literally to change their characters. They
seem to lose their own identity in the new
allurement If their passion be for fashion,
their weakness for dress, polite society or the
opera, they talk almost always about fashion
or the opera. If they take to horseaesh their
talk is mostly ''horse-talk." But if they run
to water, and are attacked with the thrilling
'syacht fever" it is very bad indeed for them,
particularly If they happen to be new to the
business as it were, under canvas.
very interesting case, coming under the
latter head, has just occurred in this city, and
as it is likely to be attended with the happlest
results we will attempt to give description of
the subject and a diagnosis of the disease.
One of the most accomplished and popular
theatrical managers in the city, the scion of
noble house, and himself leader of the ton,
and the very mould and pattern Of punctlous
nicety and politesse-we know our readers will
recognize the picture, so it will be unnecessary
for US to say that we mean Mr.. Lester WAL
lack, Jr., the model manager of Wallack's
beautiful theatre-this popular manager, we
say, erewhile was wont to drive his dashing
span of horses, sometimes four in hand, to tho
envy of many who attempt ''style" in turn
out, but unfortunately carry the taint Of the
''shop" with them wherever they go. Sud
denly change came over the managers
dream. It seemed as If q wand Of magic had
touched him. The amusements of the
road-the dust, the clatter, the shatter,
the crash, the smash, the dash Of span
of sfast ones" on the road-what were
all these to the glorious sport of breasting the
boisterous pillows of grand old ocean? Abso-
lutely nothing. The mania attending the
recent great revival in ocean yachting had
manager; he became inoculated with the
yachting fever-it took! And now behold
him, the master OF one Of the prettiest,
fleetest, sweetest little crafts that ever dipped
her saucy head into the foamy crest of a
sparkling billow-the winner Of the Queens
Cup-nothing less than the merry, dancing
little Magic herself! A wand of magic had
indeed touched him. And now he has
abandoned the road and surrendered himself
entirely to his new delight. Suppose we
should say he gets his s'sock and buskn" pro-
fession Slightly mixed2" What of that? There
race of Wallacks that our new ''devoted
yachtman' can afford to s'mix things" if he
chooses to, and rather gain than lose popu
larity thereby. Suppose he does forget him
self occasionally and tells Sch0nberg, his
stage manager, TO 'haul taut that jib sheet"
when he simply means to have him ring up
the curtain? Or when he wants piece
cut or pruned he directs, in bold, sailor-like
way, s'Sheer off there, take reef in the
foreto' martingale and clap on the scuppcrs 2"
Or when, behind the scenes, he hears round
of applause for the fascinating Miss Henriques,
he exclaims, "All right, my heartics! Bear
hand there, you greenhorn! Lively, boys,
lively?" Or when an unfortunate supernu-
merary stammers or stumbles he cries out, his
eyes in fine frenzy rolling, 'Dash my tarry
toplights, why don't you luff? Luff, you
lubber, luff!" Or when he wants Moss, his
gentlemanly treasurer, to balance his box sheet
he tells him to ''box the compass ?" Or when
Mark Twain sends him funny thing he
accepts it and cautions Mark, who has just
been made a happy father, Ito keep an eye to
windward, and look out for squalls p" Sup
pose he does occasionally get things mixed up
in this way. Suppose he does contemplate
getting up magnificent nautical spectacle, in
which he will introduce his graceful little
6Sjou of yacht among the most striking scenic
effects. Does not all this prove that his heart
is in his new sensation, and, like all true mon,
he intends to ''stick to it?" In conclusion we
take the liberty Of welcoming Mr.. Wallack
into active membership in the New York Yacht
Club.
A HORRIBLE AFFAIR.-The murder of two
boys on Saturday evening by wretched old
scavenger was unquestionably horrible affair."
At the same time it forcibly suggests the
Importance of giving to the young street