Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1882-06-17


now prepared for the provincial mind. 1t
actress, Mary Murphy, and the celebrated
tragedian, Harry Harpsichord, represent
their favorite characters with bewllder-
ing force of genius. AT this time thrilling
new plays are produced, full OF blue tire
and bottled thunder, of red demons and
ravishing beauty from the opera. houses OF
Csttaraugus and Schoharie. Trained dogs,
trick mules, erudite pigs, gifted monkeys,
real lions, tigers and dromedaries, are
introduced on the stage to assist the brill
liant comedians and eminent artists in their
in tellectual efforts. Such dramatic per-
formances as Gotham may boast of on these
warm evenings cannot be easily paralleled.
They are wholly original they must liter
ally be seen to be appreciated. They form
as striking contrast to the regular Theatre
entertainments of the city as it is easy to
conceive.
As these summer monstrosities are, as
rule, very slenderly patronized, even BY
the rustics who chance to be in town, the
object of exhibiting them may be rather
opaque. The object is not to turn them to
profit here, but to advertise them for the
country by pretending that they have been
emInently successful in the metropolis.
What the enterprisipg managers or players
lose in Broadway they hope to more than
make ND in the interior towns. You will
see Mary Murphy placarded in due time,
through the W est and South, as the sparkling
artistic who has been pronounced by the
New York press as one of the very first OF
living actresses. Harry Harpsichord, "of
the New York theaters," will be,proclaimed
THE RIVAL OF EDWIN BOOTH,
With notices of his admirable portrayals,
claiming to be from the. Tribune, Times
and Herald, which are spurious, OF course.
Such thrilling plays as the "Nihilists of
the Nile the "Dawn of Doomsday," and
the "Murderous Mystery of Montrose, :"
will be .s.billed" in the provinces as having
received the most unqualified approval OF
metropolitan audiences of the most refined
and intellectual character. Some of the
best houses are often leased, in the warm
months. to nomadic companies, who SUBJ
seauentIy publish themselves from Wal
lacks, DAYS, or the Union Square, greatly
to the dissatisfaction of rural play goers
and the injury of the reputation of those
tbeaters in the interior.
Some years since the summer drama en-.
loved hers fair degree of prosperity but
it has not of late Very few of the houses
are justified by their business in keeping
open and many VINO attempt it are obliged
to surrender in the melting weather Of July.
No great number Of strangers now spend
their nights il town. After attending
TO their daily business they hurry off to
Coney Island, Long Branch, Seabright,
Deal Beach. Red Bank, Long Beach, Fire
Island, or some other adjacent watering
places, where they may sleep with comfort
lulled by the sound of the sea, returning to
the city only when commercial duty calls.
They who would ordinarily compose the
bulk of the patrons of Manhattan amuse-
sments find more copgenial recreation else.
where. Summer theatricals are always to
be distrusted. It is very rare that they
are not shams, disappointments or impo-
sitions, and frequently the three combined.
RICH IN PURSE, BUT POOR IN SPIRIT.
Many OF the late Moses Taylor's friends
and acquaintance are still expressing as
constituent that he should not have left
a dollar of his fifty millions toward the
endowment of public library, music hall,
art gallery, hospital, or some o.hs& monu-
ment to his memory in his native city,
where he began a poor boy, and amassed
his colossal fortune 1t would seem strange,
if he were not New Yorker, and If the
habit of rich New Workers had not been,
from time immemcrial-with tive or three
honorable exceptions-to keep every cent
during life, and after death, within their
Immediate family. Moses Taylor, for in.
stance, had FIVE children, each of them al
ready wealthy yet he divided his estate
entirely among them-SlO, Goo, 900 for
each. How natural, how almost irevita-
bic, it would seem that he should have be-
queathed 81. 900, 600 or $500, 000-when
money could no longer do him any good
to some municipal purpose! Mere self
love, one might think, would have prompted
such degree of generosity. Rich men,
especially the self.made, are generally very
vain. Why don't they, then, perform some
public. spirited act in behalf of their own
vanity, just as they often cause marble
shafts to be reared above their graves to
attract attention to their carved names and
LYING EPITAPHs?
IL is Impossible 10 CONJECTURE but ~ Is d
notorious fact that they don't. Hardly
any great millionaire has endowed any
thing here. William B. Aston gripped his
big purse to the last SO did Cornelius
Vanderbilt, Alexander T. Stewart, Will.
lam II. Aspinwall, Peter Goelet, William
II. Rhinelander, Robert Goelet, George
Law, Alexander S1ert and Moses Taylor
so, no doubt, will William Ii. Vanderbilt,
John Jacob Aston, Jay Gould, S. L. NJ.
Barlow, August Belmont, Horace B.
Claflin, Russell Sage, E. S. Jaffray, Samuel
J. Tilden, Sidney Dillon, A. A. Low,
Cyrus w. Field and all the rest.
The financial atmosphere of New
York appears to have heart-hardening
power, a soul-narrowing influence. The
only rich Manhattanese we have any cause
to remember with gratitude are old John
Jacob Astor, Peter Cooper and James
Lenox. They had some benevolence, some
desire to do something for the community
that had done 80 much for them. New
York ought to have at jleast 500, 600 600
in buildings and in funds bequeathed to
her by her citizens; but che has the Astor