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PROGRAMME.

BUFFALLO BILL!
(HON. W. F. CODY,)
In the Thrilling Play, Depicting True Frontier Life, entitled
LIFE ON THE BORDER!

Buffalo Bill, {A Western Judge, Jury and executioner,(By the Great Origional,)} Hon. W. F. Cody
CAPT. JACK, can rail an Indain from the Missouri to the Pacific......J. W. CRAWFORD
George Reed, a victim of perjury, but a square man for all that,.......Geo. Dendersom
Jebadiah Broadbrim, a Peace Commissioner, with a affection for Ireland, T. Z. Graham
Capt. Huntley, of Regulators and Vigilance Comitte.........................Charles B. Waite
Old Sloat, a Trapper, one of the boys, age unknown............................J. V. Arlington
Gen. Duncan, of the U.S.A., a right man in the wrong place.............Harry Moreland
Grasshopper Jim, a sample of the Vigilance Commitee, Huntley's right bower.......H. Irving
Toothpick Ben, gives lessons in gambling his way, Huntley's left bower..............W. S. MacEvoy
Jim Reynolds, a Scout, one of the boys in a tight place...............................R.J. Evans
Lieut. Millford, takes lessons in the art of gambling..............................Fred Bennet
Wolfy Dick, who came West to grow up with the country, bu grew too fast............H. Melme
War Eagle, one of the noble red men of the far West............................Chas. Younge
Betty Mullany, a true hearted Italian girl from Cork....................Miss Jessie Howard
Mrs. Reynolds, wife of Jim Reynolds....................................................Miss Julie Ly
Emma Reynolds, betrothed to Buffalo Bill...................................Miss Maria Wellsle

The performance will commence with the laughable sketch

SLASHER AND CRSHER
Benjamin Blowhard......................................................................J. V. Arlington
Sampson Slasher.............................................................................T. Z. Graham
Christopher Crasher.....................................................................Harry Melmer
Lieutenant Brown......................................................................Harry Moreland
John.............................................................................................Chas Younger
Dinah Blowhard...................................................................Miss Marie Wellsley
Rosa.....................................................................................Miss Jessie Howard

Pop Whitaker gets $10,000 for an Arm.
NEW YORK, March 21.-Pop Whittaker grew old in he circus business, and suffered ever coceivable variety of trouble in that trade. On Jan. 3, 1881, he was a Niblo's unil after dark, helping get ready "Black Venus." He went over to the Bowery to get a car. The streets were frosty and slippery and he fell. A Hzarlem Railroad freight car run over his rih arm. The bones and muscles from he elbow to the wrist were smashed. When he ambulance arrived he surgeon cut away the clothing from the arm o ascertain the extent of the injury. Pop interupted him with: "Say, sonny, why don't you stop to ask if a man has got another coat or not?" The arm could not be saved, and Whittaker sued.

A Big House for "Buffalo Bill."

Buffalo Bill appeared at the Grand Opera House last evening, and was geeted by the largest audience tha ever witnessed his permormance in this city- nearly two thousand people being in the Hall. The play was a good one of he kind, and abounded in striking scenes and stirring incidents, which received the unqualified applause o he large audience. After the close of the drama, the Indians gave a dance, and one of them ried his hand at target shooting wih bow and arrow, but seemed a litle excited and did not shoot very well. Buffalo Bill, however, gave some splendid exhibitions of marksmanship with his handsome rifle. He stood about twenty-five feet from the target, and shot in various position, including one backward shot, with the rifle pointing out between his legs, and one backward shot over his shoulder, viewing the mark by means of a small looking-glass which he held in his hand. He struck his mark nearly every time, and his skill was ioudly applauded.

This evening, at the Grand Opera House, Joaquin Miller's beautiful and romantic drama, "The Danites," will be presented by an able company under the management of James Ward. This will be a fine performance and should be largely attended.

On Saturday evening, Mr. Mrs. W. J. Florence, with a talented company, will presen the sparkingly comedy of "The Mighty Dollar."

May Cody, or Lost and Won.
One of the most beautiful and delightful dramas that has ever been produced in our Opera House, was rendered last evening by the Buffalo Bill combination before a large audience. The popularity of the distinguished and eminent actor, Hon. W. D. Cody, and whose reputation as an actor is well established in this section of the State, is alone sufficient to convince the theatre going element that the entertainment is excellent and instructive. He was supported by an excellent cast, and each one seemed to be the possessor of a grand conception of the production.

Mrs. W. C. Jones, Mrs. Staughton, is an actor of ability, the rendition of her role, though somewhat difficult, was given with that degree of excellence, that would certainly do honor the brightest stars in the profession. The beautiful and accomplished actress Miss Lydia Denier, as May Cody, played her part admirably. Her rendiion met the hearty approbation of all present. Charles Wilson, as Darby McCune, accompanied by his trained donkey, succeeded in keeping his audience in a continual uproar of laughter. As a deleniator of Irish character, we must say that his equal has never appeared before a Meadville audience. The other members of the cast did exceptionally fine and contributed greatly in pleasing the entire audience. On the whole the performance was one of the best even given on the Meadville stage, and if even Mr. Cody makes his appearance in our city again we can assure him that he will be greeted with a full house.

"HOLE-IN-HER-STOCKING."
A Synopsis of Buffalo Bill's New Play, to be Produced This Season.

Act First- Curtain rises and discovers Buffalo Bill in the act of making a desperate mash on Hole-in-her-Stocking, the ravishing maiden, as they sit by a foaming cascade. As Buffalo Bill is about to press her to his broad, manly bosom, the maiden gives a terrific scream, and immediately three tribes of blood thirsty Cork. Indians plunge madly to the rescue. Somehow, Bill has acquired possession of his "trusty" rifle, and "sends a leaden messenger of death whizzing to the heart of the chief." Calmly and quietly he picks off half the remaining Indians with his "barkers," and clubs the rest to death to slow music. They die hard, but Bill has got to kill 'em.

This little episode disposed of, Bill seizes Hole-in-her-Stocking and hurries away to his camp, playfully killing several hundred Indians on the way. Reaching the camp, Bill instructs Hole-in-her-Stocking in the mystic art of makin gin-slings and oat meal flip-jacks, in which, contrary to all precedent, Bill takes the cake, and Hole-in-her-Stocking don't get any. Somehow an Irish comedian is worked into this scene in company with a banjo artist, and the act closes by the party "picking off" 200 Indians with "unerring aim," and telling lies about catching fish.

Act Second-- In the second act the house is thrilled from pit to dome in rapidly succeeding thrills when Hole-in-her-Stocking is stolen from Bill's tent, by the soft lgith of a moon made of a greased rag and tallow candle. Upon Bill's return to camp he executes a yell like a man who steps on a carpet tack in the silent watches of the night, and registers a vow to recover that maiden if he has to chop his way through nineteen cords of solid Indians to do it.

He then dons his sombrero and marches on the hand-painted, Irish-Indian foe, while the bald-headed trombonist executes a solo, and the bow-legged super pound merrily on the thunder gong. Having made the comedian swear allegiance at the point of a sled-stake, Buffalo Bill, "creeps in a snakelike manner" on the unsuspecting foe, when the rustling of a twig discovers them, and they are instantly surrounded by fierce, hordes of vermillion savages who pine for blood. Even against such fearful odds the wonderful bravery of Buffalo Bill is again displayed to the best advantage. Calmly taking in the situation at a glance. Bill immediately "picks off" Indians with blank cartidges, and as then chased up a tree behind which the low comedian is trying to conceal himself. When the savages make preparation to burn the tree down, Buffalo Bill slides down and kicks 311 Indians to death in thirteen minutes, while the band murders some more music, and a delicate-limbed super executes fireworks and flashes of lightning. Finally Bill is overpowered and tied to the tree by his neck.

Act Third-- In act third the savages amuse themselves by making preparations to torture the prisoners by lighting a small bonfire on his stomach. It looks now very much as though it was good night with William Taurus. But at the last moment he rends his shackles with the greatest effort of his life, and grabbing a clothes prop, clubs half the tribute into a jelly, while the other half jump around quite lively in order to give him a chance to do it. Bill then coolly seizes the lovely Hole-in-her-Stocking and climbs up a thirty-foot cascade, which he pulls up after him. The happy couple are then married by red fire and blue lights, and receive as presents thirtheen plated butter dishes, fourteen dollar store pickly castors, a dozen patent clothes-pins and a hat-rack. The local paper says "all went merry as a marraige bell." In publishing this plot in advance we are sensibly aware of the fact that we have been guilty of violating the international law for the extradition of authorship, or something of that kind, but then, what is the public going to do about it?

Brick's Lunch Can.
Somebody got a Mr. Brick's lunch can awhile also and cooked onions in it, and as he can't endure that vegetable he got the notion that he never could get the taste out of the can, and so he threw it away. Mr. Brick is the baggage-master on a train, and he had the can made for him and his address put upon it. When he got back from work the day he threw the can away he found that one of the neighbor's children had picked it up and returned it. He appreciated the kindness of the child, but took the can and chucked it into another neighbor's garden. In half an hour that neighbor sent it home. Then he determined to get rid of it anyhow, and he took it to the depot the next day and threw it into the freight yard.

Then he went into the depot for a minute, and on returning to his car found some one had picked up the can and lefit it for him. Quite exaperated, he chucked into an empty car that was being hauled away toward Chicago, and he didn't see it again until the next day, when it arrived in an express package on which he had to pay seventy-five cents. Then he tore around prodigiously, and tied it to a dog's tail and the dog ran off with it, and this was an unlucky move, for half an hour later the dog's owner brought the can back and tried to trash Mr. Brick for abusing his dog, the result being arrent and fines. Then Brick was thoroughly aroused, and he took the can and sunk it off a dock. The next day when he entered his car there stood something done up in a paper that he knew to be his can, and he kicked it sixty feet into the air, and had to pay thirty dollars for the valuable bird in the cage.

Then he felt that he was rid of the thing, but a diver happened to find it and got thumped on the head for returning it. Then Brock took [word] [word] [word] [word] [word] [word] filled it with dyna[word]