Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1882-09-07

| Twelve. l had been told that she had
grown quite stout and her face was getting
to be matronly. This is gross libel =
| Though she must now be over thirty-five,
l do not know her exact age. She is to
open her season at Aronson's new Casino,
on the 1lth of September, but although
they are working night and day to COM
plete the structure and its interior fittings,
1t is more than likely that the opening will
have to be postponed for few days, if
not week.
Mrs. Langtry arrives about the 1st of
September. Manager Abbey expects great
things of this new star on the professional
armament which has dropped from the
empyrean of high life, and there is no
reason why she should not draw. All of
Abbey's friends, and he has many, hope
so; for, if rumors are to be credited, he is
somewhat in need of money and certainly
cannot afford to loose any.
Unheralded and almost unknown, save
to few American personal and literary
friends, Herbert Spencer arrived last week.
He comes for rest and recreation, and
Judging by his appearance, is sorely III
need of it. He has been with the Apple
tons, the American publishers of his
works, a great deal, and Mr.. Bunce, the
superintendent of the business, Professor
Youmans and few other literary and
scientific men are making his stay in this
country as pleasant as possible. 1t is said
that people generally show in their ap-
pearanCe and manners what their profess
sions are. Few distinguished men whom
it has been my fortune to meet, show
their vocations as plainly as he does. A
tall slight figure, somewhat stopped, sug-
gestve of the patient toll of the student in
the still hours of the night his pale face,
large, regular features, high forehead and
thin brown head suggests the thinker, the
quiet observer of natures workings. He
will not lecture, and all the kindly at
tempts to lioniZe him have been thankfully
declined. He will will probably con-
tribute one or more papers to the North
American Review and to Appleton's Scien
titic monthly during his sojourn in this
country.
The Harpers have already commenced
preparations for the Christmas number
for 1882 of their Magazine. 1t promises
to eclipse everything that has thus far
been accomplished in the way of holiday
literature, much as has been done in pre-
vious years. The Tile Club will illustrate
the whole number, and this is guarantee
that the Christmas number will be worth
treasuring. There is nothing very new in
the literary world just now. The pub
fishers content themselves with issuing the
regulation easy going summer novels and
repritn works on Egypt, as everybody
wants to be informed about the seat of the
present war. Looking over the lists of
books which have appeared this summer,
one cannot but be struck with the fact,
that although as a sport loving and en-
couraging nation Americans promise in a
few years to take precedence even over
England, we have next to no sporting
literature. The sporting novel is unknown
and even in the ordinary summer novel,
the authors do not seem to know enough
to introduce the incidents of a yachting
cruise, a race, a cricket or ball match, -
events which everybody goes to see. and
which interests thousands of newspaper
readers perhaps more than the war news.
A Boston house few weeks ago publish
ed a collection of songs and ballads about
the Saddle" The compiler must have
been woefully ignorant of the wealth of
literary excellence in store for the explorer
of the English literature of the early part
of the present century. In the collection
there is not single race poem. Pieces
that everybody knows, such as "How they
brought the good news from Ghent," one
finds, but the old English hunting songs
which for beauty of imagery, vigor of ex-
preston, picturesque description and
charm of metrical construction have rarely
been rivaled, have been left to lie forgot
ten beneath the dust of years, This is
mine which an enterprising publisher and
young author as yet free from the tram
mels of hackneyed precedents, might work
to the advantage of the reading public as
well as for their own emolument.
Next Saturday the fall meeting of the
Coney Island Jockey Club opens at Sheep
head Bay. 1t will continue ten days,
three times week, and it is almost need
less to say that tlIis beautiful race course
will be thronged on each occasion. The
Club thinks nothing of having cancourse
of ten thousand people on its grounds, and
on great days when the stars of the turf
appear to do battle every available inch of
space on grand stand. paddock, and quar-
ter stretch is occupied, Such a day will
be next Saturday, as match has been ar
ranged between the two great four-year-
old colts, Eole and Bend Or. 1t is for
$4,000 side, a mile and three-quarters,
each to carry his proper weight for age,
119 pounds. Both of them have won
phenomenal races, but as they have not
had chance to run against each other.
the question of superiority between the
two will on this occasion be decided.
The sporting world is evenly divided as to
which is the better of the two, and the
probabilities are that next Saturday not
less than $500, 900, the amount which
changed hands on the great Hindoo-
Crickmore race last year, will be staked
on the result.
The artistic season of 1882 will be in
formally opened next week by an cxhi-
bition of the summers work of the artists
of the Century Club. The exhibition will
! take place at the rooms of the Club, and
the invitations were issued day or two
ago. / understand that there will be be-
tween twenty ard thirty can3asses and
watercolors, and although there is said to
be nothing deserving the name of great
among them yet there are some very
striking pieces.
Il NARROW ESCAPE.
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