The Canton mail. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 18??-1882, 1875-07-24
HOW THE IRISH HEART BEATS.

An Extraordinary Incident of the Amer
lean Teams Visit to Observation-Disclosures
astic Reception of the 4" Star SpanpIed
Dublin correspondence dune 23) of the New York
Times.
After fifteen minutes of the most ire
mendous enthusiasm ever known in a
theatre, Miss Bessie Sudlow, we'll known
in Niblo's nd other New York theatres,
came forward to sing the "Star Span
gled Banner" She seems to have made
hosts of friends at this side of the
ocean. She looked pnoommonly we'll
and much more womanly than when I
last saw her at home. She Sung the
song splendidly, though manifestly af-
fected by the great crowd and the en-
thusiasm of the time. When she had
| finished the applause was deafening.
Mrs. Dakn sent her beautiful bou-
quet, and the whole party handed down
q basket of flowers ornamented-and
wax flowers can be ornamented-with
| the stars and stripes. Miss Sudlow
kissed the flag ami sang the song again:
| can hardly tel1 you, in the hope of
credence, the scene that ensued. Our
people were very well pleased-the
Irish were boundless in their enthusi-
aenn. Matters were not made easier by
the conductor of the band. He played,
ana the forces at his disposal being
superb in number and skill. he played.
magnifcently, ''The Star Spangled
Banner" "Hail Columbia" "Tramp.
Tramp" "Yankee Doodle" Red,
White and Blue" and one of the negro
melodies. The first two went off we'll.
learned from Mr.. Michael Gum, who
is q public man here, that Tramp,
Tramp had political insignifcance in
Ireland. This was soon made manifest
by the cheering with which it was re-
ceived, and the effect was heightened
when the audience, numbering nearly
5000. sang the last verse in good time
and with amazing power. Was there
ever such a people for merriment? Now
they were on the tiptoe of good humor.
In five minutes they were hooting, yell
ling, kissing, whistling and grooming
"Red, White and Blue" because the |
flag of England was thus composed. |
One-half the crowd was of one opinion |
and the other of very different. They |
maintained the noisy contest all the |
while, and there was no peace until the |
band had concluded. Then the weight |
stairways leading from the pit floor to |
the stage. Half dozen times the occu-
pants came down pell nell on the people |
below them, and then they fought and
laughed and cursed and shouted in a
manner more surprising than pleasant.
A very unfortunate young gentlemen
with a very excellent tenor voice came
forward after one of these encounters
and essayed to sing the death of Nell
son." Had he proposed to sing "The
MarseilIaise in Berlin singing house
he could not have raise more thunder
GUS storm. The audience dashed them
selves into terrific rage. need hardly
tell you the song celebrates the English
victory over the French at Trafalgar.
The very instant the vocalist sang the
second line, showing the French to be
foemen, the uproar began. They Missed
the singer off the stage-hissed him in
q manner which you should hear before
you could believe. He ran off soon
enough. They were not satisfied.
They demanded a song of their own
choosing but he was memorable, and
so the programme, SO far as vocalism
was concerned, came to an end. The
band played various selections from
operas; but the audience hooted to the
last, and cried out for the programme"
in lusty wrath. Finally they got tired,
or recover ed their good humor and
fearing lest the Americans should mis-
take their local and native pleasantries
for anything but what they were, they
gave tremendous cheer for the team,
comically adding. eve wish you every
success, except at the match" I con.
slider last nights experience suggestive.
The Irish people ought to be let alone.
They are naturally good natured. e1u-
berant, humorous and easily led. When
they don't get what they want, they sell
dom look far for it, and they readily
content themselves, though they are
very angry if you say so. But to tease
with philosophy a people who cannot
listen to song which celebrates the
death of a man to whose
and exploits there is the grand
est memorial in Dublin, is foolish in
The extreme