SOME SUGGESTIONS TOR THEATRICAL
ADVERTISEMENTS.
Why doesn’t Mr. John Hollingshead take a leaf out of Mr. Gas Hakris’s advertising book, and go in for it heavily in this style:—
THE ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY says Never was so
delighted with anything as I was with Whittington. It teaches a lofty moral, while adorning a long cat s tail. I hope everybody will go aud see it.”
E. CARDINAL MANNING, says:—“On Whittington I cannot
bestow sufficient praise. And for this reason. There is bo much in it to he admired, that to mention names for special commendation would be invidious. Mr. Royce inculcates the loftiest lessons of Temperance ; while the historical name of Vaughan, associated as it is with all that is graceful in modern art, and all that is glorious in the annals of these realms, is a suffi
cient guarantee for tho high moral standard of teaching both by word and deed, by action and attitude, which is inculcated on all alike, from the highest
in ihe gallery nt the lowest prices, to the lowest in the stalls at the highest prices, at your excellently, or, as I may put it stronger than that without in
curring the suspicion of interested flattery or senseless adulation, your most admirably conducted establishment. If all Theatres, and all Entertainments,
were like yours, I should be the first to recommend a constant attendance as an imperative duty on everybody, and should even permit my Senior Clergy to visit the German Reed’s Entertainment on a Thursday afternoon. Bless you, Mr. Hollingshead. Persevere and Prosper.”
R. SPURGEON says “ Sir,—The Ballet is a joy for ever. I object
to men and women dancing together, but emphatically approve of the spectacle of happy guileless maidens enjoying themselves apart from tho sterner sex, as only such maidens can. It touched mo to the heart. Mr. John D’Auban, too, is a thoroughly conscientious man—a good man, Sir. He dances alone, as 1 would do myself if I had not entirely given up Torpsichorean exercise. I am no Puritan. True gaiety is the possession of the truly good. Let us be gay. I have been there, aud still would go.”
THE RIGHT HON. W. E. GLADSTONE says “ If I want
innocent diversion myself, or if I would recommend it to others, I send them to the Gaiety. I thoroughly appreciate a good jest, and no one admires your Barren policy more than I do. When I want a box, 1 will axo for it. Have told Granville to sec it. IIartington lias, of course, already wit
nessed it; and Chamberlain—hut I fancy you have had enough of the Chamberlain, eh ? Excuse the allusion. Ain’t I volatile ? ”
And so on. Messrs. Ha re and Kendal should follow suit; and they could announce, as a special attraction to the Clergy and the seriously inclined of all denominations, that their theatre is the only one in London dedicated to a Saint.
SPORT A LA MODE.
“ An enterprising Frenchman has taken on lease a large tract of Southern Algeria, which it is to be hoped is enclosed by some of nature s walls, and intends to people it with lions, panthers, and other ferocious animals. . . . In the middle of this Happy Valley is to be an hotel, furnished with every luxury.’ ’— Times.
What a very splendid notion—here’s a way of winning fame; In Algeria henceforward we shall kill tho biggest game ;
For an enterprising Frenchman, who such sport must understand, On tho borders of the Desert now has leased a tract of land ;
There the lion and the panther shall be gently trotted round,
And in safety we can slay them in that happy hunting ground.
They ’ll he lured into the covert, for your lion is no fool,
By tit-bits of tender donkey and the carcase of the nmlo; _
Wo can kill them in the open, if we care to chance the spring Of infuriated panthers,—I don’t relish such a thing :
And so I shall shoot the creatures—it is not that I’m afraid — From a comfortable distance in a charming ambuscade.
And the Manager, moreover, is to do the thing right well, There will rise within the Desert a luxurious hotel;
A Parisian Chef will soothe us, after long exciting days, With tho filet of the panther served up a la Bordelaise.
And all animals the fiercest shall go gaily to their doom,
As wo pot them from the windows of the pleasant dining-room !
“ What a Nice Place is this ! ”
Anybody in want of a quiet yet cheerful residence will probably jump at the following offer, which appeared in the Times for Tuesday, Ootober 25
TO HUNTING and SHOOTING GENTLEMEN. — FURNISHED
APARTMENTS—drawing-room and bed-room in the centre of three packs of hounds, pleasantly situate. Good attendance. -------, Hampshire.
Hampshire! It ought to be Barking, or the Isle of Jolly Dogs.
The Fever Dens.
Lisbon Grove, indeed! Listen, Government!—as represented by the Seldom-at-Home Secretary, to the terrible story of the Fever Den-izens of the Marylebone District. May the case of Lisson Grove be a useful Lisson to Bumbledom generally, and this Yestry in particular.
PENCIL MEMS.
SHAKSPEARE IN THE TRANSVAAL. South African Native (timidly)—
“ The Boer will use us kindly ? ”
llichard the Third, Act III., So. 2. Curtain. (We shall see—in the next Act.)
Frightening the House Beetle on the Fifth of November. A Masquer-raid.
Man and Bird Fight.
The Secretary Bird v. the Sarum
Slogger.
ADVERTISEMENTS.
Why doesn’t Mr. John Hollingshead take a leaf out of Mr. Gas Hakris’s advertising book, and go in for it heavily in this style:—
THE ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY says Never was so
delighted with anything as I was with Whittington. It teaches a lofty moral, while adorning a long cat s tail. I hope everybody will go aud see it.”
H
E. CARDINAL MANNING, says:—“On Whittington I cannot
bestow sufficient praise. And for this reason. There is bo much in it to he admired, that to mention names for special commendation would be invidious. Mr. Royce inculcates the loftiest lessons of Temperance ; while the historical name of Vaughan, associated as it is with all that is graceful in modern art, and all that is glorious in the annals of these realms, is a suffi
cient guarantee for tho high moral standard of teaching both by word and deed, by action and attitude, which is inculcated on all alike, from the highest
in ihe gallery nt the lowest prices, to the lowest in the stalls at the highest prices, at your excellently, or, as I may put it stronger than that without in
curring the suspicion of interested flattery or senseless adulation, your most admirably conducted establishment. If all Theatres, and all Entertainments,
were like yours, I should be the first to recommend a constant attendance as an imperative duty on everybody, and should even permit my Senior Clergy to visit the German Reed’s Entertainment on a Thursday afternoon. Bless you, Mr. Hollingshead. Persevere and Prosper.”
M
R. SPURGEON says “ Sir,—The Ballet is a joy for ever. I object
to men and women dancing together, but emphatically approve of the spectacle of happy guileless maidens enjoying themselves apart from tho sterner sex, as only such maidens can. It touched mo to the heart. Mr. John D’Auban, too, is a thoroughly conscientious man—a good man, Sir. He dances alone, as 1 would do myself if I had not entirely given up Torpsichorean exercise. I am no Puritan. True gaiety is the possession of the truly good. Let us be gay. I have been there, aud still would go.”
THE RIGHT HON. W. E. GLADSTONE says “ If I want
innocent diversion myself, or if I would recommend it to others, I send them to the Gaiety. I thoroughly appreciate a good jest, and no one admires your Barren policy more than I do. When I want a box, 1 will axo for it. Have told Granville to sec it. IIartington lias, of course, already wit
nessed it; and Chamberlain—hut I fancy you have had enough of the Chamberlain, eh ? Excuse the allusion. Ain’t I volatile ? ”
And so on. Messrs. Ha re and Kendal should follow suit; and they could announce, as a special attraction to the Clergy and the seriously inclined of all denominations, that their theatre is the only one in London dedicated to a Saint.
SPORT A LA MODE.
“ An enterprising Frenchman has taken on lease a large tract of Southern Algeria, which it is to be hoped is enclosed by some of nature s walls, and intends to people it with lions, panthers, and other ferocious animals. . . . In the middle of this Happy Valley is to be an hotel, furnished with every luxury.’ ’— Times.
What a very splendid notion—here’s a way of winning fame; In Algeria henceforward we shall kill tho biggest game ;
For an enterprising Frenchman, who such sport must understand, On tho borders of the Desert now has leased a tract of land ;
There the lion and the panther shall be gently trotted round,
And in safety we can slay them in that happy hunting ground.
They ’ll he lured into the covert, for your lion is no fool,
By tit-bits of tender donkey and the carcase of the nmlo; _
Wo can kill them in the open, if we care to chance the spring Of infuriated panthers,—I don’t relish such a thing :
And so I shall shoot the creatures—it is not that I’m afraid — From a comfortable distance in a charming ambuscade.
And the Manager, moreover, is to do the thing right well, There will rise within the Desert a luxurious hotel;
A Parisian Chef will soothe us, after long exciting days, With tho filet of the panther served up a la Bordelaise.
And all animals the fiercest shall go gaily to their doom,
As wo pot them from the windows of the pleasant dining-room !
“ What a Nice Place is this ! ”
Anybody in want of a quiet yet cheerful residence will probably jump at the following offer, which appeared in the Times for Tuesday, Ootober 25
TO HUNTING and SHOOTING GENTLEMEN. — FURNISHED
APARTMENTS—drawing-room and bed-room in the centre of three packs of hounds, pleasantly situate. Good attendance. -------, Hampshire.
Hampshire! It ought to be Barking, or the Isle of Jolly Dogs.
The Fever Dens.
Lisbon Grove, indeed! Listen, Government!—as represented by the Seldom-at-Home Secretary, to the terrible story of the Fever Den-izens of the Marylebone District. May the case of Lisson Grove be a useful Lisson to Bumbledom generally, and this Yestry in particular.
PENCIL MEMS.
SHAKSPEARE IN THE TRANSVAAL. South African Native (timidly)—
“ The Boer will use us kindly ? ”
llichard the Third, Act III., So. 2. Curtain. (We shall see—in the next Act.)
Frightening the House Beetle on the Fifth of November. A Masquer-raid.
Man and Bird Fight.
The Secretary Bird v. the Sarum
Slogger.