The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1899-05-24
TWAS COLD IN wGREENVILLE
The Fourth's Bugier Sang an
Original Song at st. Michael's
Last Night.

A splendid audience last night greeted
st. Michael's Players in their second pro-
duction of the high class comedy drama,
Faithful and True, at st. MichaePs
Hall, Erie and Tenth street. The Players
have easily scored another dramatic
triumph. The play will doubtless draw
big audiences tonight and tomorrow
night. 1t is Interesting from every stand
point-a cleverly written play, full of in
teresting situations. with just enough
pathos to make more keen the almost
rollicking, but wholesome humor with
which every one of the four acts abound.
All the members of the cast last night
fully sustained the regulations they nave
individually achieved in former produc-
lions of plays. The work of Mr.. Frank
D. Lane, as sUncle john was fully as
good as his Dunstan Kirk and that's say
ing, a great deal. John J.. Keane scored
another big hit as .Bob,''sand Thomas x.
Carly, as Major Timothy Nudge with
a cork leg, played the part to perfection
n at times was irresistibly amusing.
William F. Mahon' portrayal of the
character of Deacon Hezekiah Tidd,"
showed an admirable conception or the
mean old deacon. His was a fine piece
of dramatic work. Mr.. Peter J. Kennedy
shared the honors with all and contri-
buted a number of songs that were July
appreciated by the audience.
Miss Nora Sullivan as Aunt Debora
Matthews, Miss Margaret Murphy as
Caroline Antwerp, her rival for the affec-
ions of the Major, and Miss Myra Fitz-
simmons as the Majors daughter Bessie,
all sustained their high regulations and
won new ~laurels, while Miss Annie Breen
as Grace Antwerp portrayed the character
of the heroine in her usual dainty, intelli-
gent and charming manner.
Between the third and fourth acts Mr..
George A. Bernard, bugler of the Fourth
New Jersey Volunteers, in full uniform,
sang the following song he composed
while at Camp Greenville, to the air OF
ION the Wabash, Far Away
81 used to think it cold way up in Jersey,
Now L really never knew coldness
meant,
Till I struck this frosty town of Green
vile,
And sprung the floor a-shivering in my
tent.
There's an axe that's always busy at the
Woodpile,
And the chips they fly around you in a
storm;
I bucked the saw until I nearly tainted,
Oh, it's awful work this trying to keep
warm.
CHORUS.
'sWith a club you break the ice when ere
you're washing,
In the fields your breath would freeze
upon the hay,
On the stove we keep our candle lights
from freezing,
In our paper tents in Greenville, far
away.
seWhen they tell us that the South is
warm and sunny :,
Now. if 1 dare to laugh my face would
crack.
Like a fool 1 wander round in my shirt
sleeves,
I had to thaw the sheet to get it off my
back.
This place is near as cheerful as a grave
And the weather's getting colder every
And wen all be frozen stiff as her
If from Greenville they don't take US far
away.
CHORUS.
"oh, the sunlight's rare way down here
A polar bear around here wouldn't
We have to chase ourselves around from
freezing,
In cold storage Greenville, far away.
NOW I wish I was away off in ST.
IBERIA,
Or Any place that's not cold as it is
here.
I watched the cook while he was peeling
onions,
And down his cheek there rolled afroz-
en- tear.
| At reveille I missed a little roll-eall,
L 1rhaxr caaka 6 n and i hone III miss no
more,
| Tried to rise, but found my hair tangled
in an icycle,
That while 1 slept had formed upon the
floor.
CHORUS.
'sThe frost would break a stone wall all
to pieces,
|. On your face wind wouldn't let your
whiskers stay;