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Amusements.

"BUFFALO BILL."
Hon. Buffalo Cody was with us last night, and shot hard-tak to pieces on the stage. The small boy did honor to the occasion, and attested his approval of William's marksmanship in Comanche yells, which are only to be acquired by long study of the principles set forth in yellow backed text-books. William has reduced the number of Indians that became a sacrifice to his pistols, having probably found it expensive to slay more than two every night, but he peppers these three or four times in one act, besides a half dozen Mormons who are slain whenever the play threatens to grow monotonous.
There is a smell of powder about the play and blood all through it, while a nice little love episode is run in to counterbalance the dire effect of the heavy villains, of which there is the usual number.
The house was one of the largest of the season, and the galleries were packed. One boy remarked, that the play was not half as good as it used to be, because William does not kill as many Indians as he formerly did.
There is some fine scenery in the play. The actors are all good, including a Pawnee ass, which comes in for a share of the applause.

It was the same old story with Buffalo Bill (the Hon. W. F. Cody) last evening. People were turned away from the house, which indicated an attendance of 1,400 or 1,500. The applause when the heroic periods were reached was heard several squares away, and the audience was strictly impartial, although the great scout and border leader, Cody himself, came in for the largest share.

Amusements.
The "Prairie Waif" and Buffalo Bill proved sufficient attraction to draw out a fine house last evening, at National hall, and to say that the performance pleased would be drawing it mildly. It was a border piece, full of dramatic situations, fun and western mannerisms, yet a neat vein of sentiment running through it, that relieved the strain which the fuscilade of fire-arms always produces among nervous people. Buffalo Bill himself is as fine a picture of physical manhood as one could possibly imagine, a perfect gentleman on and off the stage, and ably supported the leading part. Jule Keen, the inimitable Dutch comedian, is a favorite in this city whenever he appears. Of the other support Miss Lizzie Fletcher is an exceptionally fine actress and filled the part of "Onita" in a creditable manner, as did Connie Thompson in the part of "Sadie." The balance of the support seemed fitted to the characters assigned them, but Mr. H. C. White deserves special mention as an actor of more than ordinary merit. We will say for our citizens, come again, gentlemen.

"Buffalo Bill," and his agent, Mr. Josh E. Ogden, made the GAZETTE a pleasant call last evening. Mr. Ogden, who has for eight years been the efficient business manager of Mr. Cody, proudly displays a $400 gold watch, a recent present from his employer in New Orleans.

"Blue Hawk," the Buffalo Bill Billiardist.
Blue Hawk is one of the chiefs belonging to Buffalo Bill's band of noble red men. Blue Hawk is fast adapting himself to the customs and luxuries entered into and enjoyed by his white brother. Among other practices Blue Hawk has indulged in is the great American game of billiards. Never was a lad just intoduced to the billiard table or a professional who could carom the balls at will more infatuated with the game. When he is not on the stage, pow-wowing in a war dance or careening about the streets on the back of a fiery-untamed war-horse, borrowed from a livery stable at one dollar an hour, he is hugging a billiard table in company with a white brother. He plays a very nice game, but once in a while strikes a pale face who is too much for him, and then he is liable to swear Indian cuss words, and use the billiard chalk on his face in lieu of the war paint he left behind. Last evening he indulged in several games with Will Crompton, of the "Hearts of Oak" company. "Cromp" slings a rather lively cue, and got away with the red man badly. Blue Hawk swore under his breath, banged his cue on the floor, hinted about his bad luck, just as the white man does when he loses, but the result was not changed. Among the interested spectators was a clolored knight of the razor employed at the Central hotel barber shop. He watched the play, and seemed to especially enjoy the defeat of Blue Hawk. At the conclusion of the last game a loud guffaw escaped him, and the Indian slamming his cue down, glared at the barber a minute, then with a fierce whoop, drew his tomahawk and made a dash for the tonsorial artist. there never was a saffroncolored darkey that approached the hue of the pale face any nearer than did that barber when Blue Hawk made the spring. He leaped about six feet, then jumped through the glass door leading to the bar-room, leaped over the bar counter and the huge ice refrigerator that chanced to be open, howled murder and pulled the door down over him. The Indian followed to the door, gazed in wonder at the lofty vaulting, watched the disappearance into the ice box, and then turning to the barkeeper saig "Ugh! Black face much fraud. Billiard no good. Blue Hawk like gin cocktail," and after imbieing the mixture he went upstairs to practice a new war dance.

ABORIGIONAL DRAMA.
The "Prairie Waif" as Presented by Buffalo Bill at the Lyceum.
The Fifth Avenue Lyceum was filled from pit to dome last night with an audience of 1,300 to witness the great border drama of Buffalo Bill entitled "The Prairie Waif." The play which is made up of startling tableaux with red fire, slow ourtain and wierd enchanting music, calculated to thrill the heart, was well received by the audience. Buffalo Bill played the leading character in a manner that showed considerable improvement over some of his past efforts. His support was very fair. The performance will be repeated this evening and to-morrow evening, and at the matinee on Saturday afternoon at 2 o'clock.

Prince of Clever Fellows.
Josh Ogden, Business Manger of the Buffalo Bill Combination, made a pleasant call at the COURIERsanctum to-day. "Josh" was for seven years in charge of the advertising departmet of Mr. Cody's show, and we doubt if there is a more talented man in the profession. In his capacity of Business Manager, he displays the good, common sense business qualities which marked his career as Advance Agent, and the result is always apparent when the Treasurer figures up his receipts.

BUFFALO BILL.
Whatever may be the merits of the Buffalo Bill troupe, it has drawing qualities not possessed by stars of greater magnitude. The present engagement has started one of the most successful of the season. The new play "The Prairie Waif," is full of blood curdling incidents and improbable situations, but it is a much better play than most of its class. Mr. Cody's support is very good, particularly the wild Indians. The play will run two more nights and a matinee at the Grand Opera house.

Macauley's-Buffalo Bill
"Buffalo Bill," the "renowned Indian fighter, Government scout and Western hero of the plains," the idol of every dime-novel-reader's heart, appeared at Macauley's last night before a very large audience, the gallery being top-heavy with the yellow-back novel fraternity. The mere shake of an overgrown pistol in the hands of the scout or the utter of the magic words, "I am 'Buffalo Bill,'" made every small boy and ragamuffin bewail his lost oportunities and vow that he "would give anything to be such a hero. Mr. Cody is certainly a handsome fellow and makes a striking figure on the stage. He shoots marvellously well, but is a much better "Indian fighter, Government scout and Western hero of the plains" than he is an actor; but it seems to be of more pecuniary worth to be an Indian fighter than to be an actor and so he rides his white horse, shakes his long, black curls, twirls his broad-brimmed hat, looks handsome and takes in the money and is happy. He is not required to do any acting, and so the strain upon his physique is infinitesimally small. The play in which he appered, "The Prairie Waif," is simply a ten-cent novel put upon the stage, and its various situations were liberally applauded and fearfully saluted with whistling. It has nothing in it to recommend it to an intelligent amusement patron, the language being very silly and the play having nothing of the idyllic character of "Davy Crockett" in it. But it seems almost an idle task to say anything goodly in numbers and nothing can keep them away. Harry Clifton as Jim Hardie, a Dantie, did some fairly good acting; and Jule Kerne as Hans, Miss Lizzie Fletcher as Onita and Miss Connie Thompson as Sadie were acceptable. To-night "Buffalo Bill" will give his last performance.

Buffalo Bill.
Five hundred persons occupied seats on the first floor at Macauley's Theater last night, and standing room in the balcony and gallery was at a premium. "The Prairie Waif" does not differ materially from the ordinary border drama, but it serves to show Mr. Cody's peculiarities very completely. His rifle shooting was warmly applauded. He is to be commended for having discontinued the practice of shooting at objects placed on the head. Mr. Cody does not pretend to be a great actor, but as his plays are always written for and about Buffalo Bill, there is not much necessity for acting. The principal characters in the drama were Miss Lizzie Fletcher, Onita; Miss Connie Thompson, Sadie; R.C. White, Mark Stanley; Jule Kerne, Hans; C. Wl Charles, Captain Ressell; and Jerry, Jack Cass; and they were well adapted to their respective parts, particularly the last named. The performance was interrupted several times by the irrepressible youngsters who occupied high seats in the temple, but that is one of the coincidences of a "border drama." The performance will be repeated tonight.

John Cass, of Cody's Combination, was formerly a high kicker.
The noble steed used by Mr. Cody in the first act of the "Prairie Waif" last night was a debutante.
Mr. Cody will purchase some of Kentucky's fine stock today for his ranch at North Platte, Nebraska.
The principal music instrument used in accompanying the medicine dance last night is known in polite scalping cirlcles as the Tom-Tom.
White Eagle has concluded to remain in the theatrical business permanently, and is devoting his spare moments to the study of the spelling-book and the composition of a thrilling drama.
The Indians performed the "medicine" and the "horse" dances at Macauley's last night. The motions were not particularly graceful, but the origin of the modern son and dance business is no longer a mystery.

Macauley's-Buffalo Bill.
A large and enthusiastic, but top-heavy house was at Macauley's last night to see Buffalo Bill in the "Prairie Waif." It is needless to attempt a criticism. There is a charm of a certain sort about the very name of Buffalo Bill which attracts the amirers of border heroism and pioneer bravery. Bill is a splendid specimen of manhood, 'strikingly' handsome, and though not much of an actor, there is something admirable about him. As for the play itself, the less said about it, the better. There were a number of novelties introduced, such as a horse upon the stage, a well trained donkey, some marvelous target shooting by Buffalo Bill, and a genuine Indain war dance by genuine Indians. Next to Buffalo Bill, Jule Keane, as Hans, the Dutchman, elicited the favor of the audience. The same bill again to-night.