The Central Nevadan. [volume] (Battle Mountain, Nev.) 1885-1907, 1890-04-10
ing operate actor, who has no rival
on the tragic stage, except Tomasa
Salvina.

But the enthusiasm of Monday night
was trebled and intensified on We'd
nesday when Patti. appeared in Som
nambula. The old opera had been
worn to rags; but what of that, Patti
was there, and that was enough: the
thousands there had come to see her
and hear her. At first they were not
sure that they would like her in her
new fleece of golden hair, but l be-
lieve IL she had been baldheaded, or
had no head at all, it would not have
made the slightest difference. Yet
strange, most strange, in great assem-
blage not the hest music of Verdi. or
Bellini, or Rossini could have moved
them as they were moved by John
Howard Payne's dear old song OF
Home, Sweet Home" The opera
was over and the mus clans in the
orchestra had started for home. Patti
iidu luihiicu ucT Coii'iact W 'Ho iot'ei,
but the audience demanded Home,
Sweet Home They called her out,
then she bowed aud retired, but the
audience refused to leave the house.
The Diva came out again and raised
her hands despairingly, there was 40
orchestra to accompany her. Some
one rushed to the side of the stage aud
rolled out grand piano, aud as the
last notes Of the sweet old song melted
into silence the house fairly tremoled
with the thunders of applause.
One Wild foreigner. who sat in the
right hand box, with an immense
bouquet, threw with it handful of
bills aud gold. Patti couli have taken
his hat and all he had on, il she had
wanted it. 1t was quite refreshing
once more to hear the old familiar
Bravo Bravissamo! Encore, encore. !.
81 bonl Tres nIagnlhquel Bravo. The
week before when Wagner reigned
supreme, the applause rsag out, Zsre
goosel Goote Genuight! Goot, goot,
20 1t, Z,re shane! On Monday when
Tamagno struck his high G, one of the
irreverent gods III the top gallery
roAred out-Bully for you. An enthu-
siastic Frenchman who WAS next to
hun, seizel him by the haud, and
screamed out, 81 you could have heard
him block Off Oui, Monsieur, ouil
Tres bullay, tres bullayl Zat is re
biggest bully | effcr hear wis my ear,
Tres msgntique! Tfes bullay, tres
builayl
No snch Opera Company has ever
beca seen here before No manager
now alive, but Henry A. Abbey,
would attempt 10 get such d company
Of musicians and singers together.
That All expense of ten or twelve thou.
sand dollars IA night can be undertaken
simply for amusement, is itself aston
ishing; but when in addition to this.
it is remembered that the hackers of
the German Opera will have to assess
themselves. at least, three thousand
dollars head, in addition to their ex-
penses during the season, and that
Italian opera simply by good manage.
meut alone, has paid handsomely from
the start, satisfying salary list the
like Of which has never before been
undertaken, one may judge il Italian
Opera is either dead or sleeping.
Quite sensation ruflied the Metho.
dists Of Brooklyn last week when it
became known that the Reverend
Duncan MeGregor, Of the Hoyt Street
Methodist Church. had announced his
Termination 10 renounce Methodism
and join the Baptist Church. Doctor
McGregor is an able and eloquent di.
vine who has stood in high favor with
his congregation, and this makes his
apostacy the most grevious. The au-
nouncement fell like thunderclap or
his associates, for he appe,rs to have
kept his secret up to the very last mo
ment. He was Immediately accepted
by the Raptists here, and after his
immersion will al once he installed in
the Baptist ministry. This recalls the
conversion to the Baptist fold few
years ago Of the Rev. Emory Haynes,
Of tho Hanson Place Methodist Church.
MIR. Haynes was one of the most brill
iaut pulpit orators in Brooklyn--
city famous for good preaching. He
was installed pastor Of the Hanson
Place Church, whose congregation has
always occupied place in the fore
most ranks Of Brooklyn Methodism.
Mr.. Haynes was not thirty when he