Sacramento daily record-union., 1881-06-18

| except in Camille. II American Gen.
tleman's Paper.
| Jules Claretie asserts that he once saw
the late journalist Nazet go on as one Of
the guests in the ball scene of "L'Honneur
de la Maison, at the little theater of the
Rue de la Tour d'Auvergne," Paris, now
I the Theater Ecole Not content with
being mere fgurant, or super" Nazet
pretended to be John Bull, and began to
talk, and talk in English, too. The actors,
disconnected in their parts, became an
noyed; but the audience was delighted,
and applauded vociferously. The English
man was q great success, but on subse.
quent representations the character was
conspicuous by its absence. The audience
then complained that they were hum
bugged because the part had been cut out,
and it was actually necessary to make an
apology, on the ground that there was no
member of the company capable of filling
the part.
Edward Legge says: Sarah Bernhardt
| is most anxious that "The Dame aux
| Camelias should be produced at the
Gaity during the London season of French
| plays, and | am informed that the English
managers have opened negotiations with
Mr. Pigott. I fancy there will be some
difficulty about the licensing of the piece,
as the Examiners department naturally
does not like to correct the errors of its
predecessors. The English programme at
the Gaiety will not be changed until the
end Of the English season June 4th), ex-
cept the small alterations springing out of
the benefits taken by Mr.. Terry, Mr..
Royce, Miss Farren and Miss Vaughan.
The Forty Thieves" has been the great
est financial success ever reached at the
Gaiety, the one hundred performances
having nearly amounted to $3.50 average
| for each representation. During Passion
Week. when most theatres are closed, or
supposed to be playing to thin houses, the
The autumn season will open with Whit
tington burlesque by Burnand.
Joseph Murphy, who recently concluded
very successful fortnight engagement at
the Grand Opera House, and who was last
week at the Windsor Theater, can truly
say that honest industry is its own reward.
Many years ago he was poor Irish boy
adrift in the streets of Sacramento. He
was willing to work, but there was no
work for him to do. He was hungry and
had no place to sleep. Wandering from
street to street in search of job, late one
afternoon he passed by the theater. Joseph
Proctor, the great Nick of the Woods, was
playing there, and was walking up and
down in front of the theater, annoyed by
a lot of bricks and laths left on the side
walk by workmen who were putting up a
new building next door. "My boy, i" said
the tragedian, approaching our Irish
! lad, "here is pass to the gallery and fifty
cents if you will clear off that sidewalk
before people commence coming to the
theater." "I'll do that same" said the
boy. Here was a bonanza meat, bread
and lodgings, and an evening at the play.
The boy performed his work faithfully,
and after satisfying his hunger, greatly en-
joyed the first theatrical performance he
had ever seen. The next day the TRACE.
dian saw the sidewalk obstructed again.
81 am here" said the boy, as if he had
been the Dukes motto. Sure enough he
was there, and he got another fifty cents
and another pass to the gallery. The next
day the theater was closed and the TRACE
dian was gone. Bricks and laths were
nothing to the boy but, strangely enough,
the performance he had seen so infatuated
him that he determined to go on the stage,
and being able to sing song and do little
dancing, he was soon knewn. day
Joseph Murphy is good comedian and
rich man, and he owes his success to his
own efforts. ts.-[Turf, Field and Farm.
The kind of support which Mccullough
receives at Drury Lane may be judged
from the following verses upon the Icilius
of Gus Harris, published in the London
World, which are caustic enough for Yates
himself
Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble Dramas
praise
l sing not of the Saucer School that cheers not
though it pays
This is no Gallo fable of adultery turned divine,
No nymphs with scanty dresses here, mo Magadalens
Leave to the proud Patricians their Mademoiselle
ma Mere;
Let Capham's pure and pious brood praise Dori-
PhiIistia loves Buinard's shrewd wit and Byrons
brazen pun
Maudle may swoon in chaste delight DER Terys
fragrant fun
Or drink in sweet delirium, through his long open
The Polish Juliets jaIgon for the music of the
spheres
Vaughan's languid grace Tomnoddy lures and Far
ren's shapely frame,
Where the great soul of Hollingshesd "still feeds
the sacred fame"
But here, in Arts own temple, here, meath Old
Drury's dome,
Still gows the glory that is Gus, the grandeur that
tcds Rome.
Our native courtesy bid us hail Columbia's manly
He came, we saw, he conquered, like second Wash
ington
By his proud port and stately stride gay Appius
Barnes looked small,
In the high Roman fashion he lowered above them
all.
AS his who in suburban groves the springs young
grasses cries.
Or at whose coming cen the cats to do him rever-
So smote upon the startled ear that full defiant SWELL
AS blythe bloody knife he doomed the tyrant's soul
to hell.
And the young virginian creeper that fair young
eve could not hear her prattle but we let that de-
tail pass)
She looked pure, sweetly smiled in her fresh
maiden prime,
1t was not Appius' taste we blamed so much as
Appus' crime
And that most curious scion OF the brave Dentatian
race,
And Serva with the scolding voice and grim duenna
And the cock sparrow Claudius with the true spar.
row perk
We hailed them all-in all saw the Roman spirit
lurk
But ah, the loudest thunders from pit and box
and stall,
As the young lcus bounded free DER rhythm, |
sense and all
With azure robes far streaming, and arms all noby
bare
And the broad Roman forehead crowned with the |
short Roman hair;
With the grand Roman passion and the high Roman |
nose.
And the pure Roman voice that rings alike through |
verse or prose.
In Egypt's arms brave Marcus thought to lose |
crown were sweet.
So young Icilius laid the world at fair virginia's
feet.
0, noble deed For no vile greed, but for pure
fame's sake done
Worthy the good old Roman stock, the great
Augustus son.
And old men say-who saw the play-were ne'er |
such force and fire,
Since David James donned Roman garb, and
twanged the Roman Tyre.