DOI Heft:
October 14, 1865
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October 14. 1865. PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
CUB-HUNTING.
MON8IEUR FRAMBOISE MAKES HIS DEBUT IN THE ENGLISH “ CHASSE.” THE FIRST VIEW HALLOA GIVES HIM A LIVELY IDEA OF
THE MUSIC HE HAS HEARD SO MUCH OF.
A NIGHT AT THE ADELPHI.
If you care for first-rate acting, visit the Adelphi while Mr.
Jefferson is personating the drunken, incorrigible Rip. He plays
with the most perfect ease throughout, and produces his greatest
effects without an effort. There is no straining for points, and it is not
so much this or that particular touch, but the picture as a whole that
evokes from the crowded audience the heartiest and warmest expressions
of approval.
Mr. Webster, I see, advertises his seats as “re-stuffed;” from
observation I should say they could be stuffed and re-stuffed to over-
flowing any night during the run of Rip Van Winkle. So Mr. Webster
“ Here is your good health, and your family’s, and may they live long
and prosper.”
1 am going again, because I like the piece, and because I went with a
learned friend the other night. I call him “my learned friend” because
he is a gentleman who always knows everything about anything.
During the first act of "Rip,” he asked me to tell him the story, and
finding that I was uncertain in my details (for I wanted to listen to
the dialogue), he told we the story; explained what a difficult subject
it was to treat dramatically, mentioned the number of times it had
been “done” before, how often Mr. Jefferson had played it in
America, with other interesting anecdotes concerning Mr. Jefferson,
and other members of the theatrical profession in private life. At the
end of the act my friend went out, returning three minutes before the
commencement of Act II. My Synopsis of the second and third acts is
as follows :—
ACT II.
Rip, in Sleepy Hollow, fires his gun—my friend asks to see the bill,
and informs me that the legend exists in Irish, in Spanish, in French as
well as in German. Mr. C. J. Smith enters as a dwarf. My friend
informs me that Mr. Smith is a very clever actor, that he saw him
once as Snuffles, a Prompter in Dinorah under difficulties ; that he
recollects, do I ? O. Smith, who played the villains. Scene changes—
shows Hendrick Hudson and his ghostly crew playing bowls. My
friend wishes to know if I recollect that wonderful outline etching ol
this situation; as I do not, shouldn’t I say that Gustave Dore would
illustrate this subject admirably ? He thinks the adapter has missed a j
point here, he should have made the old fellows, at least—he doesn’t j
know if it isn’t better just as it is. Here follows a brief account of the
life and literary career of the author, with an inquiry into the merits I
of melo-dramatic pieces generally and the state of the Drama in England j
during the last twenty years.—Rip falls, curtain falls.
End of Act II. Exit Friend.
ACT. III.
Sleepy Hollow. Jefferson waking. Capitally made-up; super-
natural) y old of course—should like to see his dog—Village of Falling
Waters—lapse of twenty years supposed. Friend returns—soda-water,
not iced—mistake—don’t think soda-water and brandy good as a
quencher—wishes he hadn’t taken it—Mr. Phillips appears as Old
Herrick—Friend thinks Phillips ought to be quieter—recollects seeing
Phillips very good in some things—thinks Mrs. Billington excellent.
Wasn’t it fifty years that Rip was absent in the original?—don’t I
know?—think it wasn’t, eh?—very likely. Charming writer Washington
Irving—no one like him—I’ve read the Sketch Book of course ? How
capitally Jefferson’s made-up, isn’t he? Where’s his dog—dead of
course—pity one didn’t see the dog in the first scene. Recollects a dog
performing in some play, Hog of Montargis thinks it was—Webster
might have got that dog—only it was years ago—forgets how long. Saw
Webster once in a beard like Jefferson’s—only dirtier : alter he ’d
been in the Bastille—dreadful thing the French Revolution and the
Head Heart, yes, that was the name of it. Miss Sims plays the daughter
very well, Rogers isn’t bad, saw Rogers in Minerva twice—thinks the
piece will have a long run ; very good really, hope he’ll come on after
the curtain’s down—clever fellow Jefferson, very clever. Curtain falls
—re-enter Mr. Jefferson, in obedience to a unanimous call—my friend
says good night to me, and hopes I’ve enjoyed it.
If ever again I-but no matter.
A Good Game of Cricket—Eleven Bachelors play eleven Spin-
sters at Ladps Ground, and the result is a Tie.
CUB-HUNTING.
MON8IEUR FRAMBOISE MAKES HIS DEBUT IN THE ENGLISH “ CHASSE.” THE FIRST VIEW HALLOA GIVES HIM A LIVELY IDEA OF
THE MUSIC HE HAS HEARD SO MUCH OF.
A NIGHT AT THE ADELPHI.
If you care for first-rate acting, visit the Adelphi while Mr.
Jefferson is personating the drunken, incorrigible Rip. He plays
with the most perfect ease throughout, and produces his greatest
effects without an effort. There is no straining for points, and it is not
so much this or that particular touch, but the picture as a whole that
evokes from the crowded audience the heartiest and warmest expressions
of approval.
Mr. Webster, I see, advertises his seats as “re-stuffed;” from
observation I should say they could be stuffed and re-stuffed to over-
flowing any night during the run of Rip Van Winkle. So Mr. Webster
“ Here is your good health, and your family’s, and may they live long
and prosper.”
1 am going again, because I like the piece, and because I went with a
learned friend the other night. I call him “my learned friend” because
he is a gentleman who always knows everything about anything.
During the first act of "Rip,” he asked me to tell him the story, and
finding that I was uncertain in my details (for I wanted to listen to
the dialogue), he told we the story; explained what a difficult subject
it was to treat dramatically, mentioned the number of times it had
been “done” before, how often Mr. Jefferson had played it in
America, with other interesting anecdotes concerning Mr. Jefferson,
and other members of the theatrical profession in private life. At the
end of the act my friend went out, returning three minutes before the
commencement of Act II. My Synopsis of the second and third acts is
as follows :—
ACT II.
Rip, in Sleepy Hollow, fires his gun—my friend asks to see the bill,
and informs me that the legend exists in Irish, in Spanish, in French as
well as in German. Mr. C. J. Smith enters as a dwarf. My friend
informs me that Mr. Smith is a very clever actor, that he saw him
once as Snuffles, a Prompter in Dinorah under difficulties ; that he
recollects, do I ? O. Smith, who played the villains. Scene changes—
shows Hendrick Hudson and his ghostly crew playing bowls. My
friend wishes to know if I recollect that wonderful outline etching ol
this situation; as I do not, shouldn’t I say that Gustave Dore would
illustrate this subject admirably ? He thinks the adapter has missed a j
point here, he should have made the old fellows, at least—he doesn’t j
know if it isn’t better just as it is. Here follows a brief account of the
life and literary career of the author, with an inquiry into the merits I
of melo-dramatic pieces generally and the state of the Drama in England j
during the last twenty years.—Rip falls, curtain falls.
End of Act II. Exit Friend.
ACT. III.
Sleepy Hollow. Jefferson waking. Capitally made-up; super-
natural) y old of course—should like to see his dog—Village of Falling
Waters—lapse of twenty years supposed. Friend returns—soda-water,
not iced—mistake—don’t think soda-water and brandy good as a
quencher—wishes he hadn’t taken it—Mr. Phillips appears as Old
Herrick—Friend thinks Phillips ought to be quieter—recollects seeing
Phillips very good in some things—thinks Mrs. Billington excellent.
Wasn’t it fifty years that Rip was absent in the original?—don’t I
know?—think it wasn’t, eh?—very likely. Charming writer Washington
Irving—no one like him—I’ve read the Sketch Book of course ? How
capitally Jefferson’s made-up, isn’t he? Where’s his dog—dead of
course—pity one didn’t see the dog in the first scene. Recollects a dog
performing in some play, Hog of Montargis thinks it was—Webster
might have got that dog—only it was years ago—forgets how long. Saw
Webster once in a beard like Jefferson’s—only dirtier : alter he ’d
been in the Bastille—dreadful thing the French Revolution and the
Head Heart, yes, that was the name of it. Miss Sims plays the daughter
very well, Rogers isn’t bad, saw Rogers in Minerva twice—thinks the
piece will have a long run ; very good really, hope he’ll come on after
the curtain’s down—clever fellow Jefferson, very clever. Curtain falls
—re-enter Mr. Jefferson, in obedience to a unanimous call—my friend
says good night to me, and hopes I’ve enjoyed it.
If ever again I-but no matter.
A Good Game of Cricket—Eleven Bachelors play eleven Spin-
sters at Ladps Ground, and the result is a Tie.