Morning journal and courier., 1886-05-22

needless. The German with his perseverance and frugallty will soon be master of the Flu | ropean market. He can produce cheaper. The French, Belgian and British workmen, who now require most luxuries of life, may hold ss many meetings as they please on the depression of trade. Trade does not disap- pear; it only changes hands. The firtest will survive. Our workingmen are talking poli- tics all day long and very soon they will have nothing else to do. The Germans quietly 20 on their jog -trot way and do their work I believe that at no greatly distant time Ger many will be the great colonial power, as England is now, as Spain was two and three hundred years ago. "Chacun son tour.'' Every time there is election in France I enjoy the new denom nations in the Republi- can ranks. Sixteen years ago had four political parties in France; the Bonapartists, the Legitimists, the Orleanists and the Re- publicans We still have two shades of Bonapartists and the Orleanists under the name of Conservatives. But since M Thiers
 said that "the republican form of govern.
 ment was the one that divided us the least,"
 we have had the following republican par ties, all ready to cut each others throats:
 Opportunists, Conservatives, Republicans,
 Radicals, Socialists, Anarchists, Revolution
 ists, Communists. 1 expect the Terrorists
 will soon make their appearance. And the
 Paris workman is wondering why he has no
 work to do.
 Mr. Wilson Barrett, the talented and over photographed actor and manager of the Princess Theater. has just brought out new play which will be the talk of London
 for some time to come. The piece, which is called HClito'' and deals with corrupt Gre of MT. Sydney Grundy. Like most others
 of it's kind it contains it's moral lesson, and content with this I suppose the author has
 not concerned himself to know what Mrs.
 "Grundy" will have to Say to his having se-
 lected Greek courtesane for his chief char
 acter. Though the one who gives the name
 to the drama is a young Greek sculptor, the
 foremost place in the play is occupied by
 this depraved woman, sort of tigress in
 human shape, Helle by name. The plot is
 simple enough. When the action opens
 Helle is seeking to be reyenged on Clito for
 having encouraged the populace to hound
 her down and is planning to have him mur-
 dered. But one Glancias, friend of hers,
 suggests better revenge, and acting upon
 this the woman goes~t Clito's studio as
 patron of the arts, and while sitting to him for her bust in marble contrives to infame
 his heart. He promises to go to her house,
 and although he learns directly she leaves
 his roof who his beautiful patronsss really is, he keeps the appointment, promising him self that he will overwhelm her with his scorn (To go to beautiful womans house on such an errapd is as foolish as it is dar- gerous.) Clito means to tell Helle that he sees through her mask. But he had reck- oned without his hostess for she soon softens his rage with tale of all the wrongs she has suffered at the hands of calunlniators. Clito, who is the virtuous and ehivalrous young man MT. Wilson Barrett always looks, ends by believing Helle chaste and reveals to her the plot that has been formed by the populace to seize upon her. Thus warned she is able to defeat their ends, and instead it is the friends of Clito who suffer at the hands of Helles supporters. while Clito remains for week in the tolls of his Delilah. Then she reveals herself to him in her true character and mocks at him for his contemptible weakness. About the same time the populace break into Helle's house and she and her partisans are obliged to fly, while C1ito returns to his studio amid tle denunciations and impreca- tions of his friends. Hunted and at bay
 Helle comes to Clito to save her. His first impulse is to stab her, but on second thought he opens the door for her to escape and in rush the populace and kill her. Under the circumstances Clito thinks there is nothing left to him to do but to die in his fathers arms, his last effort being to catch the hand of the beautiful woman who tempted him astray. The play is gorgeously mounted, the pictures of Greek life in street, house and banqueting hall being magnifcently done. If the goody goody weekly periodicals, whose duty it is to look after John Bulls morals, are not too severe on "Clito," the play will be for months and months to come on the bills of the Princess Theater
 Strange to say both annual exhibitions of paintings in Paris and London respectively styled 'sLe Salon" and the s'Royal Academy have opened this year with the most medic ere collection of pictures and sculptures people remember ever having seen at the Palais de fIndustrie and Burlington House. The academicians not seen at their best and most of the leading men are unrepre- sented. Good pictures of real transcending merit there are none in the London exhibi- tion, but on the other hand, to satisfy Mrs "Grundy" and make up for "Clito," there are hardly any nudities But I find that ar tists who have achieved anything exception ally striking in this direction now put their work on private show at Q shilling head This pays better than exhibiting at the Roy al academy.
 The English colony in Brussels has lately founded football club. 1 find the follow ing account of a recent match in one of the leading papers of the Belgian capital: The list was indicated by circle of flags. The ball solemnly placed between the two camps A vigorous kick announces the be- ginning of the game Thirty young men are at once seen rolling on the ground, entangled one with another and bustling each other about. As soon one of the players, bruised and lacerated, seiZes the ball. mob pursues him, knocks him down, buries him beneath pile of arms and legs and seizes by force the precious prey which the brave fsl- low presses to his heart. A curious effect is the solemn silence that lasts during the whole battle; these young gentlemen are careful not to look as if they were there for play. The frenzied and brutal strife lasted for more than an hour. Many passers-by, noticing the pitiable condition of the players, inquired if there had been any accident. "Non, ce sont settlement des Anglais qui s amusent." MAX O'RELL.