Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-02

mouth of hell, as typifed by a murky
cavern with a furnace blazing in its depths,
and commanded his myrmidons to seize
upon the villain of the piece, and bear that
sinner to his awful doom. What a raptur-
Gus sight for the small boys in white
Eurplices to whom my Lord Abbot had
granted 10 minutes leave! What a treat
for honest Robin-a-Ditton, who had trotted
in to town with Goodg, his wife, perched
on pillion before him; and the cheese and
apples hanging over Gray Dobbin's mighty
Launches behind! And by-snd-bye the
"gods" were privileged beings indeed, for
ii fell to them to hear Marlowe's first
majestic lines, and to welcome Will
Shakespeare's maiden efforts How the
poor frequenters of the Globe and Surrey
galleries must have suffered when black
browed Noll Cromwell drove the players
adrift.
VARSITY BOYS IN THE GALLERY.
But the gods never die! They hurrahed for
Garrick howled for Macklin, thev woke the
echoes for Edmund Kean. When the little.
black-haired Irishman drew his keen knife,
and glared hate at Christian Antonio how
the 'prentices in the gallery applauded-and
how their souls were racked to be ShYlocks,
tool Dublin, once the rival of London as a
great theatrical center, was and is the para
use OF the gOQS. In IQe OlO Sl0OCk AlleV
Tbeater, and, later, in the Theater Roval
the varsity boys were for the most part the
gods. In their shirt sleeves, with mortar
boards on head and gowns on arm, they we're
accorded the front seats as q matter of right
Beautiful Miss O'Neill was long their dar-
ling; Jenny Laird and Tietjens became their
idols in later days. One night a young
student, who afterward became Peer of the
Realm and Privy Councillor, was let down
from the gallery by means of rope passed
under his armpits. Tietiens was singing the
Last Rose of Summer" as a tribute to the
audience. She had just reached the last
notes when Lord A. was seen DANGLING
in mid-air with an enormous bouquet in his
arms. The house was astounded, two ladies
tainted, scores shrieked wildly. But Tietiens
knew Trinity boys, and finished her song un-
disturbed. Then Lord A. threw the
bouquet to her feet, and was hauled back
into the gallery in the midst of a storm of
cheers.
The writer remembers his pride, when as
q freshman of T. c. D., he applauded Mary
Anderson from the front bench of the Gaiety
Theater gallery. We drew Mary's carriage
to her hotel afterward, and she asked a
dozen of us to supper. Varsity bows do not
frequent galleries in the United States over
much, but the galleries are just as lively for
all that. The spirit of the gods" is lust
as strong in this Iron City of ours, as ever
il was across the water.
THE GALLERIES AT HOME
Many readers oft these notes have, no doubt,
paid visit to the galleries of local theaters,
If not, the loss is theirs. They have missed
q curious and interesting experience. The
sight of Bohemianism, in shirt sleeves
munching its peanuts and passing its com
ments upon the play, is worth seeing any
dsy.
The writer has often, through the cour-
tesy of Messrs. Gulick and Williams, been
permitted to lounge in the galleries at the
Bijou and the Academy. A fellow-ieeling
with Bohemianism, has made these loung-
ings fairly frequent; and there is always
some new type of character some new
phase of life's seamv side to be observed
upon the upper benches. A few nights
since, an expedition was made to the olym-
pus of the Bijou. "The White Slave" a
great gallery play, was 'on the boards"
and 1t was quite evident that Mr.. Gulick
anticipated large attendance of 'gods,"
for he had doubled the number OF ticket
takers at the doors. As the writer strolled
up the steps, a young colored lady of six or
seven summers, appeared.
SIS they any gals upstairs, Mistah ?'' she
asked ofthe ticket taker, with caution and
propriety highly commendable.
'NOt many" replied the questioned one,
eyeing the lady from head to foot, somewhat
superciliously.
"Den wouldn't be nice for me to 90 up"
said Miss musingly. "Still guess I'll take
Q look around myself"
THERE is no RESISTING.
Accordingly she walked abreast With the