The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1870-02-26
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ear IL that yOu are never sure Ot getting scat
Wherever you 20 there is crowd, This is par
tieularly true of the Third and Fourth avenue
lines. There is positively no such thing as get
ting seat there unless you get in ut either ter
minus. Between them you stand no chance at
all; and in the cars OF the Third avenue espe-
eally the class of passengers is worse than those
which of old times in Philadelphia used to fill
the Second street stages. In the first place, the
cushions are abominably dirty and smell like
a gardenful of dead meat. The passengers
are mainly composed of artisans in the
lower ranks of labor, sickly-loolklng
mandatory girls, with compilations un-
healthily bleached by the atmosphere of the
prisons in which they have been breathing;
paviors whose hands are caked with clay, and
whose nails are inch-deep with extremely dirty
dirt; fshwomen with the scales of their profess
sion thick upon them, and bloated with piscq-
torlal fabbiness that is fragrant but not telicl-
tous; coal-heavers from whose matted locks
spray of coal dust is shaken with every motion
of the car. Oh, those Third avenue cars are
sweet enough places to ride in, even when you
are lucky enough to find seat; what must
they be when, as in ninety-nine cases out of
hundred, you are obliged to stand And
wouldn't it be a healthy law that should forbid
conductors taking fare from any passenger
whom he was unable to furnish with a seat?
The present system is tibial torture, and how
the man or woman of many corns stands 1t is
more than can tell.
The "TweIve TemptntIon' Boys
A day or two ago the business agent of the
Grand Opera House got out very neat dodge
in the way of advertising. He quietly looked
around for and procured the services of sixteen
gOod-looking young fellows, between fifteen and
nf nd ott tira6 fharn
eusly in crimson and gold He transmogrifed
them so completely that they we're pleasure to
look at-very different from those Haunting
scalawags in long shirts and many-colored rib
hons who parade Broadway with brazen turbans
on their heads, announcing various wares. They
we're all young; they were all good-looking,
sound in mind and limb, shapely of person, and
very picturesquely attired. Each carried q ban
ner, and on each banner was inscribed The
TtpelUe Temptations. In this style they
paraded Broadway, eight one side
and eight on the other, attracting
general observation and comment. The light
air of the frosty morning was fitting medium
for their tinsel and gaudy cOlors to CLEAN
through, and the youngsters evidently enjoyed
the fun as much as any of the observers, when
suddenly they were brought to standstill by
the stentorian voice of one of the Broadway
squad who arrested them then and there and
carted them off to the Tombs. They had com
miitted the crime of doing their duty, and of
doing it in an exceedingly creditable manner,
for it was no easy thing, in the face of the wind
that was blowing, to maintain the broad adver-
tising banners in upright position. Alder
man Miller, however, who happened for the
moment to be supplying Judge Dowling's place.
comprehending the facts at glance, dismissed
the case, and yesterday Mr.. Pages sixteen
Ttoelpe Temptation boys were triumphantly
parading Gotham's principal street.
sTG Gone Up-ywo More of Them.
Among theatres an epidemic of gone-uped-
ness seems imminent. Opera bouffe burst only
the other day. Since then the Tammany has
breathed its last, and Italian opera has passed
away to glory. Profound mystery enshrouds
every one of these deaths. Mr.. Grau allowed
himself to be interviewed and sought to cover
his deficit by glib statements to friendly World
reporter. Max Maretzek publishes card, say
ing that the reason he brings his season to so
abrupt q close is that Carlotta PATHS recent
illness prevents her keeping her engagement
with him. The Tammany is prudently silent,
and conceals its ignominy under the blare of
complimentary benefit to its business agent,
Mr.. Morton. Maretzek has already had
enc or two "unpleasantnesses" CHATS
the euphemism) with his tenori
and prime dome. After such splendid sing
ing and acting as Lefranc gave us, and such
sweet and graceful vocalization as that of Kel-
logg, it is shame that they should be swindled
cut OF their stamps. presume that Maretzek
will go back to making bricks. What's the
''hods" to him? He has done opera la mort
now let him do it a la mortar. With respect to
TammanyI have only my regrets to offer that
Mr.. Leonard Grover gentleman possessed of
so decided genius for spending money, should
not be equally talented in acquiring it. When
ever / used to see him he was the very ideal of a
flushed man who enjoyed life. He accumulated
flesh and felicity simultaneously; the assimila-
tive qualities of soul and body seemed to be
equally proportioned. / hope he will be sue
sessful elsewhere. Why don't he take hold of
the Chestnut Street Theatre?
Cd A- The Fat Men
have mot increased the respect in which they
were held by the ball they gave on Thursday
evening. 1t was as largely attended as the
first affair was, but not by any means so re
spectacle. Its respectablity was jeopardzed
by the presence of bully named 7. j. Coe,
who is said to run a bar on Broadway, aud to
cherish a deep feeling of resentment against
any one connected with the press. He COM
mitted an assault upon one journalist and sue
eeeded in throwing him downstairs. The door
keeper of the ball (Which was held at Irving
Hall) was as bad in his way as the barkeeper
was, presenting a bloated (what in fguratiye
language is called "bloodyO appearance, and
appearing to consider every average size guest
a frst-class burglar, brought into being for hi:
These little OH ctap