DOI Heft:
May 25, 1889
DOI Seite / Zitierlink: https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.17687#0258
May 25, 1889.]
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
249
PIECES WITH HONOURS.
The funniest thing in the Opera of Paul Jones is the back view of
Mr. Ashley, whose cloak might he utilised for advertising purposes.
The music is pleasant, hut, at a first visit, not striking ; yet this fact
may account for its great success, and for the big houses it .attracts,
as every one not caring much
for it on once hearing it, but
favourably impressed by the
acting and the brilliant
mise-en-scene, would decide
to go and hear it again.
Once an air “catches on,”
the fortune of an Opera is
made. I should say that
Paul Jones’s fortune has
been chiefly made by Miss
Huntingdon, who is a most
refined and unconventional
representative of the usual
“boy,” with whose pert
characteristics a long course
of extravaganza, burlesque,
and opera bouffe has ren-
dered us so familiar. The
female portion of the au-
dience at the Prince of
Wales’s come away Hunt-
ingdonians, every one of
them. The two comic sailors,
.-D-. , ,, Messrs. Monkhouse and
A Reminiscence of Ashley’s.” Albeiit James, work their
hardest to keep the game alive, and in the Third Act the indefatigable
exertions of the undefeated Mr. Frank Wyatt are generously
rewarded by an appreciative public. Mr. Stanislaus, whose name
recalls the time when “The Fair Land of Poland,” &c., wields the
baton with as . much vigour as if he were thrashing a Russian
oppressor of his country, instead of only beating time. To Miss
Wadman, the Great-grand Nephew of Uncle Toby sends his respectful
compliments, and thanks her for her singing, but wishes she would
not sing in her speaking, and
give us a little more acting.
‘1 Phyllis (Broughton) is
my only joy,” of course, and
I never saw her throw so
much spirit into a part. As
Chopinette, she showed the
unfortunate Bouillabaisse
what she could do with a
husband if she once caught
him. There are no great
dramatic situations in Paul
Jones, hut some good ef-
fects. M. Plan queue’s Xes
Cloches is still without a
rival, and Paul Jones is
miles behind Rip Van
Winkle. How good Leslie
was in that, and how little
he has ever done since, ex-
cept to Arthur-Robertise
himself. _ _ _ ,
Mr. J. L. Toole, of the J-L- ioole escaping from the'Police.
Tooleries, is a clever advertiser. It is whispered that he put the
police up to making their sudden swoop on “ the Spooferies” in
Maiden Lane and the Park Club farther West, so that their raid
should be just in the nick of time (doors open at7’30—“8 is the
‘nick’”), for displaying his hand of Artful Cards. Yery artful.
In this his trump is a trombone, and the honours, in which ail share,
are easy; hut for especial commendation I must mention Miss Kate
Phillips, who. makes quite a character of the sham Countess,
Madame Asteriski. Jack-in-the-Box.
MUSICAL NOTES.
“ The Shinner Quartette.”
Uncles, Cusins, and Aunts.
“MODUS OPERANDI”
A great night, a brilliant spectacle on and off the stage. The
Organising Committee on the alert. Lord Charles, not in the least
at sea., is ready to dance a hornpipe at a moment’s notice in case the
premiere danseuse should disappoint them at the last moment; all
the committee-men, animated by Lord Charles’s true British tar
spirit “stand by,” ready, aye ready to bear a hand, or a couple
of hands if need be, and render evening suit and service if called
The King Fisher for Operatic Pearls ; or, “ The Diversions of Pearly.”
upon, by Augustus Lruriolanus Operaticus Counti-Couscilarius,
who is at the helm of the operatic ship. Should one of the operatic
ship’s carpenters, known to the uninitiated as “scene-shifters,” be
wanting, Earl De Grey says he will not feel himself degreyded- by
tucking up his shirt-sleeves and nailing the colours to the mast.
“ This by his voice should be 0. Montagu,” as Shakspeare ob-
serves, and here he is willing to “give a hand,” as requested by
Capulet, in Romeo and Juliet. Sharp chap, Shakspeare., Henry
Chaplin, M.P., is at the Box Office ready to give two andfivepence
halfpenny and three-eighths of a farthing in change for half-a-
crown, just to show the gain which will accrue to the management
of Covent Garden by adopting bimetallism. H. Y. Higgins explains
to the three Princesses in the royal box the thrilling story of I Pes-
catori di Perle. Hidalgo De Murietta expresses his willingness to
assume a picturesque costume and go on as a brigand if required,
while Mr. Oppenheim hums Signor D’Andrade’s music, and. holds
himself in readiness to take his place in case of any contretemps.
The National Anthem, by the majority of the Company, brings us all
to attention, and reminds us of the first night of the Drury Lane
Pantomime. After this, the curtain rises on the Act the First of
I Pescatori di Perle, composed by the Busy Bizet. Druriolanus,
as the Pecheur-en-chef de Perles, has been hshing with success, Miss
Ella Russell, Miss Macintyre, Madame Scalchi, and Marie
Roze being the net result. What has become of that pretty Norwe-
gian Arnoldsen, who sang Zerlina so charmingly at Drury Lane ?
The pearls worn by Ella Russell, who was perpetually being
veiled and unveiled like a statue, were thrown before this distin-
guished and appreciative audience. Miss Ella looked and sang
splendidly. Signor D’Andrade —an Irishman Italianised, of course,
his real name being evidently Misther Dan Drardy—did his very
best. Signor Talazac filled a considerable portion of the stage, but
I doubt whether his voice reached to the uttermost parts of the
house. The chorus, and the orchestra personally conducted by
Signor Mancinelli, were perfect; so was the mise-en-scene. The
last scene delighted all the cremationists present, and showed [how
very easy it is “ to make a pile ” on the Operatic stage. A misprint
in the book of the words gave Dan Drardy’s character to Talazac,
and vice versa, which was rather hard on both of them. The First
Act is the best, and the duet with which it closes scored the success
of the evening.
Lucky Firth ! . To get £2000 a-year from the L. C. C! If he
also accepts the Chiltem Hundreds, will he give them to a charity ?
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
249
PIECES WITH HONOURS.
The funniest thing in the Opera of Paul Jones is the back view of
Mr. Ashley, whose cloak might he utilised for advertising purposes.
The music is pleasant, hut, at a first visit, not striking ; yet this fact
may account for its great success, and for the big houses it .attracts,
as every one not caring much
for it on once hearing it, but
favourably impressed by the
acting and the brilliant
mise-en-scene, would decide
to go and hear it again.
Once an air “catches on,”
the fortune of an Opera is
made. I should say that
Paul Jones’s fortune has
been chiefly made by Miss
Huntingdon, who is a most
refined and unconventional
representative of the usual
“boy,” with whose pert
characteristics a long course
of extravaganza, burlesque,
and opera bouffe has ren-
dered us so familiar. The
female portion of the au-
dience at the Prince of
Wales’s come away Hunt-
ingdonians, every one of
them. The two comic sailors,
.-D-. , ,, Messrs. Monkhouse and
A Reminiscence of Ashley’s.” Albeiit James, work their
hardest to keep the game alive, and in the Third Act the indefatigable
exertions of the undefeated Mr. Frank Wyatt are generously
rewarded by an appreciative public. Mr. Stanislaus, whose name
recalls the time when “The Fair Land of Poland,” &c., wields the
baton with as . much vigour as if he were thrashing a Russian
oppressor of his country, instead of only beating time. To Miss
Wadman, the Great-grand Nephew of Uncle Toby sends his respectful
compliments, and thanks her for her singing, but wishes she would
not sing in her speaking, and
give us a little more acting.
‘1 Phyllis (Broughton) is
my only joy,” of course, and
I never saw her throw so
much spirit into a part. As
Chopinette, she showed the
unfortunate Bouillabaisse
what she could do with a
husband if she once caught
him. There are no great
dramatic situations in Paul
Jones, hut some good ef-
fects. M. Plan queue’s Xes
Cloches is still without a
rival, and Paul Jones is
miles behind Rip Van
Winkle. How good Leslie
was in that, and how little
he has ever done since, ex-
cept to Arthur-Robertise
himself. _ _ _ ,
Mr. J. L. Toole, of the J-L- ioole escaping from the'Police.
Tooleries, is a clever advertiser. It is whispered that he put the
police up to making their sudden swoop on “ the Spooferies” in
Maiden Lane and the Park Club farther West, so that their raid
should be just in the nick of time (doors open at7’30—“8 is the
‘nick’”), for displaying his hand of Artful Cards. Yery artful.
In this his trump is a trombone, and the honours, in which ail share,
are easy; hut for especial commendation I must mention Miss Kate
Phillips, who. makes quite a character of the sham Countess,
Madame Asteriski. Jack-in-the-Box.
MUSICAL NOTES.
“ The Shinner Quartette.”
Uncles, Cusins, and Aunts.
“MODUS OPERANDI”
A great night, a brilliant spectacle on and off the stage. The
Organising Committee on the alert. Lord Charles, not in the least
at sea., is ready to dance a hornpipe at a moment’s notice in case the
premiere danseuse should disappoint them at the last moment; all
the committee-men, animated by Lord Charles’s true British tar
spirit “stand by,” ready, aye ready to bear a hand, or a couple
of hands if need be, and render evening suit and service if called
The King Fisher for Operatic Pearls ; or, “ The Diversions of Pearly.”
upon, by Augustus Lruriolanus Operaticus Counti-Couscilarius,
who is at the helm of the operatic ship. Should one of the operatic
ship’s carpenters, known to the uninitiated as “scene-shifters,” be
wanting, Earl De Grey says he will not feel himself degreyded- by
tucking up his shirt-sleeves and nailing the colours to the mast.
“ This by his voice should be 0. Montagu,” as Shakspeare ob-
serves, and here he is willing to “give a hand,” as requested by
Capulet, in Romeo and Juliet. Sharp chap, Shakspeare., Henry
Chaplin, M.P., is at the Box Office ready to give two andfivepence
halfpenny and three-eighths of a farthing in change for half-a-
crown, just to show the gain which will accrue to the management
of Covent Garden by adopting bimetallism. H. Y. Higgins explains
to the three Princesses in the royal box the thrilling story of I Pes-
catori di Perle. Hidalgo De Murietta expresses his willingness to
assume a picturesque costume and go on as a brigand if required,
while Mr. Oppenheim hums Signor D’Andrade’s music, and. holds
himself in readiness to take his place in case of any contretemps.
The National Anthem, by the majority of the Company, brings us all
to attention, and reminds us of the first night of the Drury Lane
Pantomime. After this, the curtain rises on the Act the First of
I Pescatori di Perle, composed by the Busy Bizet. Druriolanus,
as the Pecheur-en-chef de Perles, has been hshing with success, Miss
Ella Russell, Miss Macintyre, Madame Scalchi, and Marie
Roze being the net result. What has become of that pretty Norwe-
gian Arnoldsen, who sang Zerlina so charmingly at Drury Lane ?
The pearls worn by Ella Russell, who was perpetually being
veiled and unveiled like a statue, were thrown before this distin-
guished and appreciative audience. Miss Ella looked and sang
splendidly. Signor D’Andrade —an Irishman Italianised, of course,
his real name being evidently Misther Dan Drardy—did his very
best. Signor Talazac filled a considerable portion of the stage, but
I doubt whether his voice reached to the uttermost parts of the
house. The chorus, and the orchestra personally conducted by
Signor Mancinelli, were perfect; so was the mise-en-scene. The
last scene delighted all the cremationists present, and showed [how
very easy it is “ to make a pile ” on the Operatic stage. A misprint
in the book of the words gave Dan Drardy’s character to Talazac,
and vice versa, which was rather hard on both of them. The First
Act is the best, and the duet with which it closes scored the success
of the evening.
Lucky Firth ! . To get £2000 a-year from the L. C. C! If he
also accepts the Chiltem Hundreds, will he give them to a charity ?