ART, LITERARY, AND DRAMATIC GOSSIP.

Globe, Volume XXIII, Issue 2292, 6 August 1881, Page 3

ART, LITERARY, AND DRAMATIC GOSSIP.

[From English and other files.] J. K. Emmet (Fritz) began an engagement in the Alexandra Theatre, Liverpool, on May 21at. Robert Huzzy, batter known as Baron LUtleflnger (who was here with Cole's Circus) and Miss Mollie Shader, called the Liliputian Queen, were married at J;he Kohler House, Osceola, Pa., on June sth. They received a large number o£ presents. Baker and Karroo were playing at Glen’s Falls, New York, on June 4th. The Great American Pie-eater is one of the latest American novelties. Viola J. banders, a four-footed girl, is being exhibited at Flora 111. E. D. Davies, the Premier Ventriloquist of the World, was to open in San Francisco on July 25th.

Harry LeClair, here with the Victoria Loftus Troupe, has returned to New York, and is arranging to appear there. This is how the Dramatic reporter of the “New York Clipper” welcomes back to that country the Lingarda :— 11 We are glad to be able to record the safe return of the Lingards after their travels in many lands. With the kind permission of the indulgent reader, we propose to invent a strain or two of poetry on the subject of ‘ Lingardianr,.’ William and Alice have returned— Too long away their lights have burned—- ‘ Will's’ brought his daughters, as he ought, But Williams son he has not brought. [Our Jim says he could Maggie Moore effieelive joke than that.)” A later da e states that Alice Dunning Lingard sailed for England on June 11th. We take the following from the “ Port

Elizabeth Advertiser ” (Cape of Good Hope) —“ Since onr notice in last issue of Lillie and Mr J, B. Tayloi’s entertainment, entitled “ Shreds and Patches,” there have been considerable alterations in the programme, which make the performance a very attractive one. Lillie Taylor possesses a pleasant voice, and dances well. Mr Taylor, in his negro minstrelsy, is unsurpassed by any we have yet seen. Ho is, we understand, one of the few remaining artistes who performed with the original 11 Christys,” from whom the term Christy Minstrels was derived. His performance with the Indian clubs is excellent ; the large ones weigh 161bs each, and he swings them about in all manner of ways, and without any apparent effort. The platform is not at all adapted for linking, being very uneven, but both Lillie and Mr Taylor prove they are no novices on the “rollers.” The entertainment concludes with a burlesque opera, entitled “ The Prima Donna,” a most amusing scene, introducing the burlesque, trapeze act, violin solo, and grand Italian scene. We have much pleasure in recommending “ Shreds and Patches ” to all who wish a hearty laugh and an evening’s amusement. On Tuesday next, the last night the artistes will appear here, Lillie Taylor will take her benefit, when we hope to see a bumper house.” What I hoar (says “ Lorgnette ” in the English “Sportsman”)—or rather in this case what I have seen. I was shown recently a current copy of a well-known Northumbrian newspaper, the “ Newcastle Daily Chronicle,” which strikes me as being about the biggest product of journalism which the newsagents have ever sold. Even in normal times the “Chronicle” is a

literary Goliath, and to fill up one of its Boman-wall sort of columns is a task calculated to wear out even a Waverley pen. This week, in honor of the Stephenson Centenary, the s ze of the paper was doubled, and the result was forty solid square feet of reading, or one hundred and forty-two footcolumns of matter. This, I fancy, is the largest library of its kind ever published, and as I have many kindly memories of the men in the north and of northern newspaper chiefs, I Jhave laid by this number of the “Chronicle" for future peiusal. I may hope to get down to the imprint by the time Christmas comes round again. One little compliment I ought to pay here, however. The articles all appear, so far as could bo judged from a hasty glance, to be capitally written, and the reporting of multitudinous meetings to have been accomplished without a hitch, The worthy master printer, who held the complete sheet in his hands the morning after the Centenary, must almost have felt more comfortable than on the morning preceding the “lifting” of such a seven-acre field of journalistic enterprise. The following is a cruel hit at the actress Mary Anderson’s supposed mania for puffing paragraphs : —By the way, the Mary Anderson palace car in which the eminent actress rides when fulfilling her engagements, dropped out of the newspaper paragraphs a week or two ago, and Mary became alarmed. “ You’ll have to put in some more furniture,” said her agent. “Everything has been written up. The parlour organ, the type writer, the sweet cottage bedstead, the upright piano, the easel at which you sit and paint when the car is going through a town, the patent wardrobe which exhibits your drosses to the admiring crowds—have all been done. We must have something new.” “Suppose we get one of Mrs Lewis’s new cook-stoves,” suggested Mary; “ and then when there is a delay at the station I might be seen through the plate-glass window frying slap-jacks and Humming the “ Cottage by the Sea’; besides, I could roll my sleeves up.” “ Capital idea,” says the agent; “it shall bo done.” So now Mary cooks in her palace car. The average newspaper reporter is never abashed, and is equal to almost every emergency. One of the class was (says a New York paper) interviewing Mdlle. Bernhardt the other day, when she grew enthusiastic over America, and expressed the wish that the nation had but one mouth, that she might kiss it. The reporter instantly suggested that he represented the nation to a certain extent, and he had “but one mouth !”