The Republican journal., 1896-03-26
The Belfast Band Minstrals.

Two EVENINGS OF MIRTH AND MUSIC. THE
OPERA HOUSE CROWDED BOTH NIGHTS
CATCHING SONGS AND CLEVER LOCAL HITS
The minstrel entertainment by the Belfast
Band and other local talent at the Belfast
Opera House Thursday and Friday even
lngs, March 10Th and Goth, attracted full
houses and more than met public exnecta-
ton. There were three hours of deipbtfn,
music and mirth-producing songs and tests
each night. We may all feel proud of this
| success as it was purely local and amateur
affair from start to finish. There were no
| imported actors or musicians. The costumes
the scenery. the wigs, were all home made
Many OF the songs were original, and much
OF the music was specially adapted for this
occasion. The local sketch, ''The Lunch
Car was the inception of Mr. Fred T.
Chase, and he should copyright it, 1t is far
in advance of anything in that line present.
ed here by professional minstrels, and as the
night lunch is now everywhere present it
would. with the Introduction of local hits.
be taking card all over the country The
scenery and setting We're realistic and
worthy of any theatre
When the curtain rose the burnt-cork ar
tlsts occupied the front of the stage, seated
IN chairs covered with red, each chair bear
ing letter, the whole reading-Belfast
Band. The six end men Wore red coats
laced with yellow, red neck-ties, white vests
and white duck pants. The others We're
dressed in black suits Back of and above
the minStralS w tl,a hon lo,l
this occasion by Mr.. r. P. Chase The first
part included solos, singing by quartette,
fun from the end men, and many original
hits and songs. Will Havner's song was as
follows:
I'll tell you in some rhymes, a cure for our hard
times,
And something that will make our CITY boom.
II one and al! unite and wouldn't stop to fight,
You'd quickly see how we'd begin to bloom
The Crosby Inn would rise, like Phenix to the
skies,
bridge would span the river like a bow,
Up and down each busy street new eectrics you
would meet
And factories would fill up old Phenix Row.
CHORUS.
Stop this fighting bout your tax do not grind
your private axe,
Work together for the common good
ana JUST help one another, as if he brother,
Mind your own business and keep saving wood.
AT this point Brer Quimby complains of
feeling badly and Doc Havner advises him
as follows
ia buy pint of Skoda, quart of Nutrioa
And Fletcher's German Compound too;
Use Da!tons Sarsaparilla, the greatest microbe
The world ever gave to you
Buy Rodol1 S Cream Emulsion, the very best ex-
pulSion
For man or beast, or you having ills
But the best OF all the lot have got here on the
Doctor Dyer's little liver pills
mat Is what you want, my boy Doctor Dyer's pills
You take them from muzzle loaded gun.
10 take them as directed, you will surely be cor
reCted,
Be careful don't take two but only one
Now if you don't feel better I'd trv good old Has
tetter,
And some of Doctor Thurstons cure,
dozen Greene's Nervura, a hox of Cuiicura
Palne S Celery Compound, sure
Frank hllsses great creation, snuff for every
Twill cure You quick 5 Il dog can wae his tail
rake Slinlnonses Htpatc, Kennedy's Rheu-
matte,
And Hamilton's Horse Ointment will NOT fail.
CHORUS.
What You really need, my boy, Doctor Ieonards
skill employ,
Our great phrenologist across the river
He can flnd out by Your bumps, if YOU have cot
tie heaNes OF mumps,
or only olsordered, torpid liver.
And now, my boy, perhaps you may suffer a re-
lapse.
Possibly may have fit of blues,
lheres Danas Sarsaparilla and Dayises' Pain
Killer,
The sagwa of the Kickapoo's.
And Motifs Rheumatic Balm won't do you any
harm.
Chapmans Golden Oil is very nice.
And Patten's great hair tonic with full directions
VIII make your hair grow cake of ice
CHORUS
Take some Carter's Liver Pills, go and get a lot of
squills,
But do rot go to dosing, l implore,
batne Win Nutrloa soap, stick and cling to every
hope,
I'll guarantee that yoU'll be sick no more
Will Quimby's "Staright, Starbright."
brought down the house. Among his local
hits were the following:
You will hear on the street, from each one YOU
meet,
We must have big hotel
Ana new Crosby Inn must be built up again
Where the other ruins fell
They all tell what they'll do whe they're talkinp
to you,
And you almost believe what they say,
But when you talk money, it don't seem so funny
They never intend to pay.
CHORUS
It's of bluff. | tell YOU flat
they ale only talking through their hat
We've a funny law here, that liquors and beer
No one in our city can sell.
but on the sale goes, right under our nose
AS we all are aware very we'll
The sheriff will seize and kick IN breeze
And the seller will take to the train,
But when the courts riZ, he'll come back to biz
And open his bar room again.
CHORUS.
Don't Prohibitionsts sometimes get dry
And safe in their homes take drink on the sy?
AS election draws nigh. you'll hear the old cry
That the party in powers disgrace
SO with a great shout, We'll turn them all out
And put some new men in their place.
They will tell what they'll do, but they're lust
p foolng you, '
And don't mean word that they saw
10 Just be elected, is all that's expected
For they re after the office and pay.
CHORUS.
When man wants Office you'll always find
That he has private to grind.
But a short time age, as all of YOU know
A mayor was to be elected
On the Issue that he, and he new board should see
That the Crosby Inn tax was collected.
1t burned, and they all, when they met in their