The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1877-02-28

hands with her and then dart off like sky
rocket with the remark, Excuse me" and
return no more, leaving the stranger, still
stranger, in a strange assemblage. / am
aware that at these gatherings lntroductlons
are not considered Indispensable; that the
fact of the presence of lady or gentleman
in the drawing room justifies meeting and
speaking to every one without formality.
Still hostess under these circumstances can
do much to add to the pleasure of her visit
ors by bringing congenlal people together
Custom makes the duties of the hostess oner-
Gus. She should await her fill of recreation
and gossip at other peoples receptions, and
not sit in her comfortable corner chatting
for hours with old. acquaintainceS while
other guests are wandering about lonely and
forsaken. Reception giving is an art--one
that demands great tact and study on the
part of those who give them. The task is
not an easy one, and involves far more than
opening ones door and a cup OF tea.
Mile. Titiens sang recently at Guildhall,
Plymouth, and in response to an encore
gave the well-known song Kathleen Ma
vourneen." In noticing this the Western
Morning News tells the following story: The
author of Kathleen Mavourneen' was Mr..
Crouch, Plymouth music master, who re-
ceived for the copyright f5 note. He left
the town quarter of century ago. Exactly
year ago Mile. Htiens, being in New York,
gave Kathleen" an encore, the only time
she did so while in the states. 1t excited
furore of applause, and when it had subsidized
she was told that some man, presumed to be
a lunatic, was fighting his way over the bar
riers from the pit TO the flies (it was in the
opera house saying that he was determined
to speak to Ttiens. The prima-donna told
them TO let him come in. On entering he
burst into tears, sobbing out, "Oh, Mile. Ii
items, never before heard my song sung as
you have just sung itl' Your song" was
the reply, why, you are not Crouch,
surelyp' Il am, indeed" rejoined the poor
old com poser, land / felt must thank you
myself" Crouch had scraped together the
two dollars for a pit seat, little thinking to
hear his now famous song made the most
telling moroccan of the night
Celia Logan says that her father, like most
actors of the Olden time, had a mania for
management. and usually it took an timer
ant form. In wagon with the company
and scenery packed inside, he would travel
through state after state. The fastest walker
was sent ahead to 'bilp' the town day or
two previous to a performance, the bills
being as often written as printed. One win
ter had been very severe, and the heavy
snow storms had greatly impeded the actors.
After several weeks of bad business, the old
wagon was unloaded at Auburn. There had
been a snow storm during the day, but still
the company hoped that the powerful at
traction offered-"The Merchant of Venice
(cut to suit the small company and a
roaring farce, would tempt the citizens
from their firesides. The hall was lighted
by half a dozen tallow candles. and their
light disclosed, when the curtain was rung
up, one man in the room. Mr.. Logan in
formed him that it would be impossible for
the performance to take place; whereupon
the audience arose and replied: "Sir, | live
10 miles back in the country. which 10
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storm to witness this performance. | have
honestly paid so cents to come in, on your
representation that the entertainment was
worth seeing. and think the show ought to
go on just the same as if the house was
full" 1T shall, sir" was the rejoinder,
and it did.
Mr.. Edwin Adams had picturesque sort
of reception by San Franciscans at his
benefit at the California theater last week.
After the performance Mr.. SOthern made
hearty little speech at his brother actor, who
touchingly and gracefully responded. He
said in concluding: There is one whom
miss, one for whom look in vain tonight
in all this vast assemblage, one whose genial
face / would be glad to see, one whose man.
ly heart and, generous qualities you all
recognize-I mean John Mccullough"
Then, with another burst of cheers and not
few tears both in the audience and on the
stage, "Auld Lang Syne" was sung the COM
pany joining TREMENDOUSLY in the chorus.
During the singing Mr.. Adams exchanged
chances with Mrs. Judah, the oldest member
of the company, who was standing with
some signs of feebleness with the rest. Mr..
Hill left his place and led the lettering old
lady toward the chair in which Mr.. Adams
was sitting. He rose and embraced her, Of
fering the seat, but she declining to take it,
he reseated himself and she stood with her
hand upon the back of it weeping while the
curtain fell. The audience was so much
impressed that it demanded another view of
the scene after the fall of the curtain. The
services of all participating were generously
contributed and the beneficiary real
ICES from the performance not less than
81, 800
1t is autheritatively asserted that Mr..
Moody and Mr.. Sankey have friends in
Chicago who thoroughly believe in their
work, and being men of means and infu-
ence. pay their necessary expenses. These
ChicagOans sent the evangelists to England
and Scotland and paid their expenses there.
and have continued to do so since. Their
expenses are not as large as would be sup
posed. owing to the hberality of friends in
| the various cities visited. In Boston, for
instance, Mr. Henry f. Durant, a lawyer of
ample means, residing at the Highlands, in
vited Mr.. Moody and family to live at his
house during their stay. The invitation
was accepteu anu mus MI Moouy Is pro-
| vided for so, far as his temporal wants are
concerned. The proprietors of the Hotel
Brunswick in like manner invited Mr..
Sankey and his family to reside at that hotel
free of charge during their stay in Boston.
Excepting the Chicago friends, these men
have no source of revenue, and it is stated
repeatedly that they refuse gifts of money
| from any and all sources. Formerly Mr.
Moody, Mr. Sankey and the late Mr.. Bliss
received royalty of few cents copy upon
the hymn books which were sold, but some
| time previous to the sudden death of Mr..