Morning journal and courier., 1885-09-19

featuring in France on political topics. I suspected that one day or the other he would be a candidate for Parliament somewhere, but l never thought he would go to the length of coming forward at the next gene ral elections. M Olivier has the audacity to issue an address to a constituency. This is going little too far-and little too soon. He must, indeed, presume great deal of the forgetfulness of his countrymen to believe that they will not be amused at seeing the man who, "with a light heart," sent them into the war with Germany, featuring the re- public on ''the cruel lot which it is prepar ing for the people whom all his life he has not ceased to serve and love-" M Emile Ol- livier would have done better to follow the advice addressed to him by Prince Bismarck from Versailles: eff had the misfortune" he said, ''to have brought on my country all l would pass the remainder of my life on my knees asking pardon of God for the crime I had committed"
 I hear that the Americans are to have a treat. Madame Judic is making her prepa- rations for an American season. The forty five dresses she is to take with her are I am told, just now exciting the envy and admira- tion of Parisian ladies, who daily crowd the salon of Madame Roderigues, the celebrated Paris dressmaker, to have look at them The exhibition is to last over week. Mad anne Judic is the queen of French comic ope- ra, surpassing in her particular line all her predecessors. Sparkling and sprightly, love- ly, brimming over with fun and mischief, she yet never does what so many of her craft do or have done; she never oversteps the bounds of good taste or falls into vulgarity Her smile is poem, we would say in French.
 A short while ago we saw Adelina Patti being escorted from the opera house to her hotel by torchlight procession of twenty thousand nnOnIa I nf the triumphal arches that had been erected along the road from her castle in Wales to a concert-room where she was going to sing The Norwegians are giving welcome to Madame Nilsson and are in no way behind the English. The entry of the steamer con- veying her into the Bergen harbor was the signal for a salute of guns An enormous crowd had assembled on the quay and fol lowed Madame Nilsson's carriage to the ho- tel, cheering vociferously and literally cover ing her with flowers. Her apartments had been filled with floral offerings and looked like bowers. The streets and all the vessels in the harbor were gay with flags. In the evening she was gerenaded, and the crowd under her windows cheered her again and again and begged to hear her voice, but the great singer, being fatigued with her voyage, excused herself, promising to comply at an other time. She had hardly arrived before MT. Gladstone called and left his card. Now tell me if this does not read more like de- scription of a royal progress than anything else. If prophet hath no honor in his own country, songstress hath evidently. like to hear of homage paid to the aristocracy of talent and, although the salute of guns was perhaps going g little too far, surely artistes cannot complain of their lot in the present day. There is none in the world who de- serves what he she gets more than Mad anne Nilsson. MAX O'RELL.