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bill, and hereafter will be always welcome
to my house, without charge. What will
you have to drink, Mr. Ifolland ?”
“T never drink with the like of you,”
said the. indignant man in the frock; “and
as for your house, I shall be sure to shun a
place where so much condescension is paid
to outside show, and s0 little respect: mani-
fested for manhood in coarse attire. Good-
by to you, old Surface.” «+:
* John Holland entertains yet a violent an-
tipathy to the M- House, and insists that
he had rather stop at’a third-rate hotel, and
he treated like a gentleman, than to patron-
ize one claiming to be “ first-class, ” where |
he is “ measured” by a senseless toady, and
treated like a boor.—Portland Eclectic.
‘Notices to Correspondents.
" Accepted —Washington Market, and No. One Chat-
ham Street, New York; two capital sketches, by
Pheniz, an author who wields the pen of a Dickens.
Dealers in newspapers in New York may expect a
rush for the Museum, next week, when we shall pub-
lish the sketch of Washington Market.—The
Brakeman’s Story, one of the finest things we have
read for along time. Railroad men may expect a
rich treat when this appears, which will be shortly.
——Country Hospitality, a finely written little story
which will awaken the sympathies of thousands by
its delicacy of sentiment and daguerrean’ truth to
nature. Will the author favor us with his address?
— Will's Wife, a laughter-moving sketch, by Xa-
riffa—The Pride of the Village, and Jenny in the
Streets, graphically written, and truly pathetic
sketches, by Miss Josephine Hale—We give the
“ Deacon ” our (> in exchange, and hope: he will
remain a member of ‘tour family !"——Way to Geta
Good Dinner, a sketch, by Telemachus.- Spoons,
a sketch, by Mr. Ladle.
. “Ruth Hathaway,” Norwich, Ct., will find a note
to her address at the post-office.
- Music accepted. —It Matters Not Where I am
Laid. -The author has done himself justice in this
piece. By careful study, be will earn himself a
name.——We Love the Deep.—-Onelda Lake Sere-
nade. This, of course, is good; it couldn’t be any
thing else, from the pen of J. G. Clark.
< We have placed the ebove pieces on ie, and they
will a]l make their eppearance in due tim
~ BMuste declined.—Summer Eve. This is too much
like boys’ composition. The author should have
sent it tothe Waverley Magazine. Try again, how-
ever; you have produced some good picces. *
Humorous Sketches, of from one to two and three
columns in Jength, if of merit, will find a ready mar-
ket in the Museum. Give ear, ye wits and humorists.
Allauthors are earnestly requested to write their
manuscripts legibly, and pay careful attention. to
Proper punctuation and paragraphs. Many contribu-
tious ’are at once rejected, because these nl
rules are disregarded.
Several anewers tocorrespondents are deferred till *
our next,
~ Is, ‘Town—A. C. Bagley, periodical
dealer, of Cincinnati, Ohio. He looks as
fine and flourishing as his business—which
is a mile and a half in advance of all West-
ern competitors. For a person in. Cincin-
nati to confess that they don’t know ‘where
Bagley’s rooms are, is to acknowledge them-
selves unknown. He:.furnishes: his: goods
First and cheapest, and a peep at his jolly,
mirth-provoking phiz is good for sore eyes.
> Tue Albany Knickerbocker says that
aman by the name of Harrington was ar-
rested in West Troy, week before last, for
attempting to violate the person of a re-
spectable lady in that village, and was tried,
convicted, and rent to the penitentiary for
three months. This, the Knickerbocker says,
is “Goon.” What part of it, for Heaven’s
. sake? It certainly can’t be the punishment,
“for it should have’ been three times three
years, instoad of three monthe. °° - = |
The Drama.
TueEre is nothing doing in the theatrical
way in Boston, at this time; but ’tis like a
calm before a terrific storm.
ters will open in full blast in a few weeks,
when we shall expect the gayest season
ever known in Boston.
Mr. Bateman—father of the Bateman
children—made an attack on Frank Soul¢,
editor of the Chronicle, in San Francisco,
on the 30th of June. The difficulty arose
out of theatrical criticism. Revolvers were
freely used, but without any § serious conse-
quences...”
The following « extract of a letter written
twenty-seven years ago, contains predictions
; which have been triumphantly verified :
“« Boston, February 22d, 1827.
~The young American, Mr. Forrest, is all
the attraction here. I have seen him play
twice, and agree with the Bostonians that
he is the greatest actor I ever saw. Ile is
but twenty-one years old, and must be the
most distinguished actor of the age. TI have
een in two parties with him, and have
never been ore delighted with any gentle-
man I have ever met. He is very hand-
some, : accomplished, intelligent, moral and
unassuming, and his company is constantly
courted.”
The New York press appears very much
excited, discussing ‘the morality of actors
and licentiousness on the stage. When you
settle the question, gentlemen, please send
us the verdict by telegraph.
“Some writer who has been behind’ the
scenes, and therefore knows, thus speaks of
the property-man of a theater: “ He is no
insignificant personage—he is the main-
spring which sets all the works in motion;
and an actor had better have a bad epitaph
when dead, than his ill-will while living.
Ilow he could ‘cut up’ Rosciuses if he
choose—how he could send ona wrong let-
ter to read if he had’a spite against one!
Tlow he could gall ‘an offending Rolla by
not having the blood ready in the last scene !
What agony could he bring upon an aspir-
ing Sir Edward Mortimer, by not having
the bloody knife and napkin in the trunk
of Wilford! How he could baulk the melo-
dramatic sailor by giving him a fighting
sword, to break in his desperate combat,
single-handed against anarmy! How com-
pletely are all in his power when the least
inadvertance or design can turn the deepest
tragedy into a farce, or farce into serious
earnest. Gentlemen and ladies’ of the dra-
matic profession, keep on the right side of
the property-man if, you would ‘keep o on the
right tide of the public.” :
wher
Music,
. “THe Christy Minstrels, , of New, York,
have disbanded; E.' P. Christy, the man-
ager, having quarreled with George, the
“star” of the company. George joined
Wood's Minstrels, and created so strong an
syecdtion to the old band, that after losing
afew thousands, “ Ned” concluded to let
his judgment get the better of, his anger,
and “ pull up ‘stakes.”
. The Campbells are ‘drawing good houses
at the: Museum, during the recess of the
dramatic company, and | Murphy, the leader
of the band, is just the saine as he ‘used to
was,” and more too. He takes a benefit on
Wednesday evening, the 3d of ‘August,
for which’ occasion a novelty is preparing
that, it is privately hinted, will be so funny
as to jerk the audience out of their boots,
Dan Emmet, a member of Oak’s Min-
strels, lately cut the throat of a waiter at the
Western Hotel, Buffalo, for‘ attempting to
remove the last plate of peas from the table
before Dan had got-‘all he. wanted.” By
Dodge's Niterary Museum.
For the thea- |
| minding our P’s and Q’s, we are enabled to
ikeep out of trouble; but by the former
| alone, Dan has got “his foot into it.”
Pozzalini, the fine tenor singer who trav-
| eled with Madame Sontag, has died of the
cholera in Mexico. ,
Jciuren’s START IN THE Worip.—
In London, Jullien was never recognized
either as conductor, composer, or : artist.
The only position he held was that of lead-
er of a cotillon band, which furnished music
for balls and private parties, at so much a
night. His first pecuniary success arose
from his wife, who made up and sold ‘very
excellent bouquets,’ in’ a little. by-street in
London, where they lived. . These bouquets
soon became the rage, and the narrow street
was daily blocked up by the carriages of the
aristocracy, who could not think of going to
opera or soirée without one | of Madame
Jullien’s guinea bouquets. | |
In a few years, M. and Mme. Jullien
had amassed a handsome sum of money, and
then the husband opened a saloon for giving
shilling concerts, at which polkas, quadrilles |
and waltzes were played to audiences unable
to appreciate music of a higher order.
A French Lady.
Is Bayle St. John’s “Purple Tints of
Paris,” the idea, prevalent among us, that a
French lady is a sort of butterfly fluttering
about the house or away from the house, but
always appearing in the character of an or-
nament, isexploded. This is far from being
the real state of the case, says that able
writer. So few families in France may be
called wealthy, that most of the bright tints
we see in public are compelled very practi-
cally to look at their own affairs at home,
There are, of course, among the upper bour-
geoise, and in the Faubourg St. Germain,
sufficient to form a class; but what we may
call mere fashionables are quite rare in
Paris, the city of elegance and intrigue.
Half the ladies who attend Imperial balls
have been in the kitchen that very. day,
scolding their onues, and. lifting up the lids
of their casseroles. A really elegant dame
spends the morning at her toilet, and .is
ready to be admired at four o’clock in the
afternoon. Admirers are not long in com
ing.. In many. houses from four to five gen-
tlemen call in, and are received in the ‘salon
by the lady alone. ‘No visitor of her, own
sex is expected; and her husband is away
making calls on hid own account. van
were to remain and be present at his wif
reception, he would be considered simply
. ridiculous; and this is a thing which he
most especially. avoids. . These afternoon
me¢tings, however, are very pleasant 5 and
when the lady of the house is cheerful and
lively, are perhaps superior in enjoyment
to the soirées. A woman is never seen to
so much advantage as when no rivals are
present, She is then conscious of exercis-
ing undivided sway; none of her flowers
are wasted i in spiteful w watching for defects
in others, and there | is no maliciousness i in
her amiability. ~~
_ yg" “Suarxt I help you to alight?”
said a young gentleman, addressing a bounc-
ing country girl who was preparing to jump
from a carriage, in front of our office. :
“Thank you, sir,” she said, sweetly, but
I don’t smoke.”
Now Don’t!—An editor, who never
thinks twice before he speaks, says that the
first dresses worn by our primitive ancestors
in the Garden of Eden were bear (bare)
skins.
Cholera Advice.
HazeweE tt, of the Times, says that the
advice generally given to avoid the cholera,
is, “ Work moderately—don’t expose your-
self to the sun—be cheerful, and keep
cool.” Ie says that this is capital advice
to those who don’t need it, but fora poor
laborer, having a numerous wife and one
small children to support, it is not so easy a
thing to keep in the shade, work moderate-
ly, be cheerful, or keep cool; and his ad-
vice is,
“Trouble” yourselves as little as_possible
about the cholera. Eat what. you can get,
so long as it is of ondinary wholesomeness.
f you are a poor man, as a thousand toone
that you are, your bill of fare will not be
so large as to cause you much trouble in the
selection of your dishes. Drink no strong
liquor. Wash yourself’ thoroughly—by way
of novelty. Exschew lobsters, instead of
chewing them. Do a good action without
expectation of profit—if you can. Sleep
as many hours as possible, and not in a
draft. Buy no railroad stocks; deal with
no banks; cut the constables. Keep your
temper, for no one will buy it, and it isn’t
orth giving away. If, in spite of following
these ¢ rules of life” you should be attacked
by cholera, send for the best physician you
can get, and follow his advice. If you
should -recover, ‘return’ your thanks to
heaven, pay Pe ur doctor's bill, and subscribe
for Dodge’s Literary Museum?
Thank you, Mr. Hazewell. $2 a year,
in advance.
{
£> Tux man who raised his feelings is
supposed to have been a little in the agricul-
tural way.
Tue Fatuer or Sanitary Rerorm.
—About eighteen hundred years ago, Plu-
tarch discharged the duties of “ commission-
er of sewers and public buildings,” in his
native city of Chwrona. The very fashion-
able people-ancorod at. the enmmicsioner)? &
and wondered that a gentleman would stoop
to anything so low;.the ordinary, common
sense sort of people thought it odd that’ a
philosopher should degrade himself into a
puddle policeman ;. but Plutarch’s most inti-
mate friends, who seem to have had a good
deal of sarcastic humor, delighted to remind
him of the remarkably exalted office to
which his genius had raised him. On one
of these occasions, the honest biographer
made a reply worthy to: be adopted as the
motto of all sanitary reformers. “It is not
for myself,” said he, “that Ido these things, _
but for my country.. ‘The usefulness takes
off the disgrace ; and the meaner the office
51 I sustain, the greater the compliment I pay
to the public.”
CERTIFICATES OF Ctanacten.—Sev-)
eral firms in Boston, we learn from a relia-
ble source, do not employ a new clerk, unless
he can show a certificate of fitness and faith- }_
fulness from Mr. D. P. Butler, the accurate
phrenologist, of Fowlers, Wells & Co.’s es- *.
tablishment, 142 Washington street. Clerks |
selected by this ‘method ‘seldom turn out
blunderers, - and never: plunderers. » It is
easy to foresee that-a wide application ‘i is
destined to be made of phrenology, i in fixing
upon honest and‘ capable men for places of
trust, as well as:in pointing out the path of
their best usefulness and success to the young
who have to depend upon their own exer
tions. . Were some such test applied to Rail:
road and Bank officers, the business work:
would not be liable to such panics aa atten:
ed the recent Schuyler and. Crane frauds.
And. were Congressmen chosen on the’
ground of moral and intellectual “ develop-'!
ments” instead of party. ‘availibility,”. the /
era of corruptand sectional Megislation would
come to a speody end. . argh thay
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