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Volume 3 (1858-1859) (592 pages)
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Page: of 592
476 HUTCHINGS’ CALIFORNIA MAGAZINE.
“Friday evening, July 9th, we gave a
regular ‘'Grand Stump Concert,” ‘for one
night only” to an audience of fifty-three
persons ; we sang all our national and patriotic songs, and the enthusiasm manifested was almost unbounded, and was most
certainly highly flattering to us.
“ We have sung in the “Mammoth Cave,”
under the “‘Horse-Shoe,” at Niagara Falls,
and given hundreds of concerts during the
past twelve years, but never one that will
be longer remembered by us, than the one
given upon the “ Big Stump;” only think
of it, fifty-three persons besides our four
selves and instruments, all upon the stump
of a tree at the same time.”
THose who are of opinion that all
cool proceedings originate ‘away down
east,’ will change their views when they
read the following from the 8. F. National:
“A gentleman just from Fraser river relates that a short time ago an American
called upon Governor Douglass, at Victoria,
when, upon being shown into a private
room, the following dialogue took place:
American—How are you, Douglass ?
Governor Douglass—Very well, sir; take
@ seat.
American—Look here, Governor, you're
a pretty rich man, I take it, but I guess
you wouldn’t refuse making $1,000 if you
had a chance, would yer?
Governor Douglass—Show me how to
make $1,000, sir, and the half of it is yours.
American—Well, now, look here; I understand you are going to give each of
your daughters $10,000 on their wedding
day. Now I'll take one of ’em for $9,000.
So you can make a thousand clear. What
do you think of the proposition, Governor?
Tt is said that the Governor did not by
any means relish the proposition, but he
tells it to his friends as a good Yankee joke.
On Sunday evening last, says the Mariposa Star, while the congregation, at the
Methodist Church South, were singing “On
Jordan’s stormy banks I stand,” a fellow
with a hand-organ was playing “Jordan
am a hard road to travel,” in a fandango
house, on the opposite side of the street.
A hard old place is that Mariposa—sometimes.
A poctor in town, says the Mariposa
Gazette, gave the following prescription for
a sick lady, a few days since:
“A new bonnet, a cashmere Shawl, and
a pair of gaiter boots.”
The lady recovered immediately.
Dramatic.
Srxycz the issuance of our last number
the drama has experienced a wonderful
change in our city. The Misses Gougenheim have returned to New York, after a
successful career of three years as “ stars.”
Mr. John Drew has sailed for Australia ;
Mr. Collins has appeared in concert; the
sisters Webb arrived, and played a good
engagement at the Opera House. Miss
Avonia Jones, Mr. James Anderson, and
Miss Fanny Morant have also appeared.
The American Theater has been re-opened
by Mrs. Wood; two young debulanis have
made their bows to our public, and the
Misses Ince have returned from Australia.
The Misses Gougenheims and Mr. Drew
having departed, belong to a by-gone time,
and we will pay our respects only to those
who are present. The Misses Ada and
Emma Webb succeeded the Misses Gougenheims at the Opera House. Miss Emma
has selected Mrs. Julia Dean Hayne as her
model, and Miss Ada has adopted the style
of Agnes Robertson. The latter of these
young ladies possesses a fund of native talent, and promises to be an ornament to the
American Stage. Her sister will make a
good leading actress; but will probably
never arrive to the dignity of a “star.”
They are at present in the interior, and
are playing to good houses.
Following the Misses Webb was Miss
Avonia Jones, a lady of really fine abilities
as a tragedienne ; but still very deficient in
culture. The Promethian spark burns
brightly in this lady, who lacks nothing
but the careful teachings of a capable elocutionist to make her an actress of uncommon merit. We can only compare her to
therough diamond. Her Juliet, Adrienne,
Lucrezia Borgia and other personations
were highly creditable ; but it is painfully
apparent the lady has been sacrificed by
the stage manager. Hven respectable support has been withheld, and a great remissness was observable in the mise en scene of
the different pieces.
Mr. James Anderson succeeded Mr. Drew