The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1889-11-20
PATTI AND MARY ANDERSON.
The Diva's Success in South America-"om
AIary's" Restoration to Health.

Inc DlNdh SUCCESS III south AmerlCd-'Our
Mary's" Restoration to Health.
az met Henry Z. Abbey, and he tells
me that Patti has completed her South
American tour" says the referee in the
Philadelphia Times. THAT is not what
he told me either, for she made no tour.
The great song bird never left Buenos
Ayres; but in that city she sang thirty
performances, and what do you think the
receipts were? $4,000, or an average OF
S17, 900 for each appearance. Certainly no
city in America, liberal as We are in
amusements, would contribute any such
sum as that to the box-office. She is now
back in Wales after this wonderful tri-
umph, and Mr.. Abbey has arranged few
concerts for her in England before bring
ing her to this country. She opens her
season in the United States at Chicago in
December, her Introductory opera being
'Sonnambula.' She made big hit in this
opera in South America, singing it there
for the first time in four years. Hence
she selects it for her opening il this
country. 1t is certainly wonderful how
this marvellous woman holds her reign in
the hearts and purses OF the civilized
world. Marcus Mayer Mr.. Abbey's lieu
tenant, brought me some good news YES
day. He says that they have Just received
a letter from Mary Anderson, and that she
announces herself as perfectly restored to
health. She writes, says Mr.. Mayer, that
she was never better in her life than she
is at this moment and is ready to resume
her professional work. But Mr.. Abbey
agrees with Miss Anderson that she shall
still remain at rest for another season, and
she will not act again until she appears at
the Broadway theater in New York
November year. Great preparations are
to be made for that event, and this plucky
American girl will appear before her
countrymen and countrywomen with re-
newed powers and new play"
''when the wild Goose wingeth Southwark
And the Leaves Begin To Fall.''
love the gushing springtime and summers lstless
hours,
When swarms of bees hum busily in seas of bloom
ing flowers.
And the laughing brook goes leaplng its long and
pebbly way,
And we hear the red-birds mellow song through all
the sunny day
But russell autumn to my mind is fairer than them
all,
When the Wild goose wingeth southwark and the
leaves begin to fall.
The swallow ohirped his last farewell many days
ago.
The robins took their southwark fight in brown
October's glow,
The chipmunk boards his store of nuts beneath yon
rottening sill,
And the woodchuck digs his winters home in the
side of yonder hill,
The crows are cawlng Mostly from that leaaess oak
tree tall
And the wild goose wingeth southwark and the
leaves begin to fall.
Bene ath these clouds that lazy hoat DER the azure
sky
see, as speck in the ether sea, the iourneying
ducks go by,
The tops rustic in the wind, the wheat field
bleak and drear,
The meadows brown, the orchards stript, the pas
lures brown and sere,
The forests decked in green and gold, variegated
wall,
When the wild goose wingeth southwark and the
ltaves begin TO fall.
And yon gray doiard sitting In his coy old arm.
chair
The November wind across his porch tangles hi,
silvery hair,
The autumn Of bis life has come with its sad sweet
sacred grief,
His youths day-dreams have fallen like the sere and
yellow leaf.
His hopes and dreams have flown away TO some
younger beck and call.
While the wild goose wingeth southwark and the
leaves begin to fall
lcHARLEs MAURICE CLAYTON.
>s.noro Nov IL