The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1904-12-25

no opportunity for that So an Eames
Faust" night is one of the safest of the
season for the uncritical, who run no
risk in expressing well-bred approba-
baton, and feel no necessity of
eCstatics. Games. you may remember
is something like a sylph among the
heavy opera heavy weights. Among
ordinary femininity she would not seem
slender She is so well proportional,
and so regal of bearing that she gives
an impression of beauty. even in the
simple gowns of Marguerite. a design
Of costume which changes of time and
prima donnas seem not to affect.
Many is the time have felt like TAX
ing the next train for Dozecrest or
Slumbervale, or some other village that
was 10 be reused by an Uncle Tom 5
Cabin" street parade and op'ry house
performance. One. of the many bands
of Tommers that travel throughout the
land, but hardly ever seen in big city,
came into a far corner of New York
town last Monday morning and played
I'm quarter-dollar theatre i'm the after
noon. / went to see both of the shows.
and wasn't entertained by either as
had fOndly expected TO be. The street
procession might have been comical if
it hadn't been pitiful The air had the
damp chill peculiar TO this seashore
city in. winter, the snow from a storm
of the night before hadn't been carted
away, and no sunshine frightened the
brass or reflected from the mirrors Of
the band wagon. Behind that dull
chariot rode the sanity Uncle Tom and
the cruel Simon Legree on horseback,
and the cold seemed TO make the over
seer as miserable as the slave. Next
came George and Eliza. trying to look
warmly comfortable in their saddles.
Angelic Little Eva, mounted on a
cream white pony looked frozen in her
purity She had lot of space to her
self. So did Topsy. who was the next
figure, on a donkey that wouldn't frisk.
and herself appeared as though all the
mischief in her had CONCEALED to ice.
Back of her was Marks the Lawyer on
a mule.
Those seven characters were painted
and costumed, and they looked garishly
crude and cruelty tortured in the cold
daylight. The other persons of the
drama were not on view. The actors of
them were doubling in the band, "
which means that they had been en-
gaged-as the usage with the Tommers
is-tO play musical instruments in the
street and dramatic roles on the stage
women as we'll as men. A white
woman, who blew a cOrnet in the
wagon, was the fine southern lady of
the play, probably, and / picked out a
sharp-faced trombone shower as the
Aunt Ophelia. while not doubling at all
that the yellow girl who whacked the
bass drum served also without false
cOloring as Cassie, the octoroon. The
human rear Of the procession-the
posters said it was a gorgeous caval-
cade-was brought up by a dozen
negroes, in a wagon. singing with all
their might old plantation melodies.
which passed into the frigid air in the
form of visible Yapor. The blare of the
famous military band and the below
Of the celebrated Jubilee Singers didn't
interfere with each other, for the few
paraders were spaced out to a great
length. At the hindmost trotted half
dozen bloodhounds. A lot of boys
wanted to play with them, and the dogs
seemed amiably inclined, but the man
who held their leashes proclaimed their
ferOcity and drove the unscared
urchins away.