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THE AMERICAN EXHIBITION.

BY A LADY.

The American Exhibition was opened on Monday, the [?] inst. Thanks to the kindness of a curteous editor I was able to be present, and also by invitation to partake of the first-rate luncheon usually provided for privileged few. It was a feast indeed. Every luxury that the sea on does and does not afford was on the table. The fruit [?]; the wines also. I can treat my readers to a sort of [?] feast by describing my share of the repast. First, soup, then salmon, with mayonnaise sauce; then chicken, tongue and salad, ices, and two slices of pine apple, followed by muscatel grapes. I was kept in countenance at the luncheon table by very few of my own, sex, only about six I think, while there must have been at least three hundred gentlemen present; and I noticed the number of my waiter was 175, so that we were well cared for.

I sat very near to Mr. Wyndham, the David Garrick of Criterion celebrity, and he seemed quite as attractive off the stage as he did upon it.

I noticed Mr. and Mrs. Bancroft also, and later Mr. and Mrs. Ledger, he being the editor of the theatrical organ, the Era.

The heat and the crush were terrible. I advise those who go to take their opera glasses with them. I left mine behind and suffered in consequence. As in the case of similar recent echibitions held at South Kensington, everything looked as if in need of the touch of the "Fairy Order."

Beyond the Hon. W. F. Cody's "Wild West" Show, there was nothing particularly attractive, but the 20,000 people assembled seemed perfectly satisfied with the entertainment provided for them. The large amphitheatre is not covered in, but spectators in wet weather will be safely protected.

Buffalo Bill's personal appearance, is very fairly represented by the somewhat crude portraiture seen on the centre of the programme. He is a typical American. Long hair falling on to his shoulders, equally long moustache, and short Napoleonie beard. He wears a monstrous hat with prodigious brim, picturesquely on one side, and a turned down collar showing a great deal of neck. His general physique and peculiar dress are are unmaskably American.

The native tribes shown are veritable Indians, and the strange life and hazardous existence, as witnessed by these dwellers in the Far West is well represnted. Every one would seem to carry his life in his hand, and the seriousness of the law, for the lack of civil enforcement is upheld at pistol point.

The savagery and outlawry of so-called civilized men is bardly less dangerous than the fierce raids of their redskinned predecessors. There is a very interesting sketch of marvellous career of Colonel Cody and of some of his strangely-named contemporaries.

So great are the dangers, and so critical the situations through which they have passed, that one natuarlly thinks they must bear charmed lives. Looking at these strange denizens of the almost trackless plains of the far West, one partially realizes how widely renowed are the carefully governed and law-abiding folk of this Empire.

Life seems so curiously cheap, it is a marvel any escape the perils that psring up like blades of grass around. Violence, bloodshed, and general recklessness appear to be the material order of things. Murder frequent, and death apparently of no account. Most bloodcurdling are some of the situations we are introduced to, rough sketches of which are given in the book. Conspicuous enough is that which shows Mr. Cody's first scalp, bristling with its panoply of feathers, and held aloft in fierce triumph; the bleeding for lying prostrate at his feet.

The cow-boy proper is well represented and is a sort of pricturesque savage. He is brisling with venomous looking knives, revolvers, and other weapons, from the sight of which any woman would turn away her face with a sense of revolt.

The feats of arms to which we are treated are so realistic that it is difficult to believe it is a bloodless battle we view. The fierce encounter being followed by every imaginable sign of war to the knife. From my heart I pitied the woman whose loved ones are exposed to the terrible dangers of this wild life. Harrowing to the feelings was it to see a log but wherein are the settlers preparing for rest, wholly unconscious of the stealthy foe, treacherously advancing upon them.

The attack, by Indians, on the historical coach of the Deadwood line, and the rescue by scouts and plainsmen, is thrilling indeed, the tearing horses, and the wild onslaught generally, make one thankful no such perils beset the traveller in this land.

Not particularly delicate is the dance of the Indian women, and to see them ride astride is rather shocking to insular notions.

Judging by specimens of the race, it would appear that the women of the Far West have not the horror of firearms which many of the sex feel here.

There is a young person of 15 years, not by the way very prepossessing looking, who seems as much at home with her rifle as most of us are with the needle; as a proff of this, of glass balls thrown from the hand she scored 325 successive hits, without a miss, and out of 400 in all, arose 395 balls.

The name of this lady is Lillian T. Smith, and a sister in arms is Miss Annie Oakley. At the age of 14, by the sale of game and skins, shot and trapped by herself, Miss Oakley freed her father's farm from a heavy mortgage.

As a rider her skill is most remarkable. It is said a gentleman possessed a very vicious horse tha tnone could break, offered it to this girl of 21 if she could make it acceptable, and in three days the feat was accomplished and the prize secured.

Such women are well calculated to justify the opinions that ourselves physically as well as mentally the equal of man, an opinion I certainly do not share, nor am I destrous of being convinced that it is true.

Very interesting did I find the medicine man, but a more grotesque looking object I never saw, a bogie well fitted to frighten refractory children by unprincipled nurses.

The Indian in his way is as religious as the most devout Christain, and as careful of religious observance as the extremist Ritualist. His faith embraces two gods, equal in wisdom and power, the one beneficent the other evil. The savage firmly believes in immortality after death, and does not allow that his condition in future state depends in any way on the course of conduct pursued on this side of the grave.

The soul is said to escape by the mouth, and only by two methods can it be prevented from reaching the Paradise that remains.

Strangulation is one means which precludes the chance of future happiness, hence the savages terror of that form of death. And again, scalping is a dire disaster that means annihilation. Indians sometimes refrain from scalping their victims because they beliee such forbearance proceeds them the services of the vanquised in a future state. Another's belief that scalping deprives the savage of immortality leads to the extrordianry feats of courage, thereby Indians stive to save the ded friends from the enemy's knife. The Indian Squaws and their pappouses, here are interesting to visitors; like all mothers, civilized or uncivilized, interest in their children was a source of satisfaction. They tiny bodies painted in Indian fashion save a wierd look to these odd bits of humanity, and provoked in thoughtful minds many in Southampton Street, Strand, would find it hard to solve satisfactory.

I was fairly astonished to see how wonderfully some of the native riders kept their seats on the backs of certain ustangs, adepts at the art of back-jumping, backs to perfect bow, and springing perpendicularly several feer in the air.

After the wonderful proofs of good horsemanship, there was a buffalo hunt.

The race of "Mexican thoroughbreds," which turned out to be very stupid donkeys, and, like the proverbial makes persisted in going every way but to the right, to the suggestive tune, "We won't go home till morning" was a very amusing feature of the proceedings, and a pleasant change from the blood-and-thunder aspect of use preceding exhibitions.

The royal family were conspicious by their absence. Canon Farrar read the opening prayer, and a sort of thanksgiving, in which all present were expectedto be, concluded the religious part of the proceedings. As a pleasant lounge, the American Exhibitiob will supply what we have lost by the closing of the gardens at South Kensington. There are, I believe, at West Brompton three acres of recreation grounds where, in fine weather, we may expect to enjoy fresh air, good music; and we have reason to be greatful to the enterprise which provides such pleasant recreation for the dwellers in, and visitors to, the Metropolis.

THE AFFAIRS OF MR. S. DONKIN, JUN.

At Newcastly County Court on Tuesday afternoon Samuel Donkin, jun., auctioneer, Bywell, Felton, was furher publicly examined before Mr. Registrar Ingledew. Mr. T. Hoyle appeared on behalf of the trustee, Mr. Forster for a creditor, and Mr. R. Nicholson (Morpeth) for the debtor. - In reply to Mr. Hoyla the debtore stated that he conducted several sales on behalf of this grandfather, but he (the debtor) got no benefit from teh sales, as they were for his bank account. He had not debted himself with commission from any of the sales in question. The commissions would not clear, clear of expenses, be over $200. His deficiency would be increased by whatever the amount of commision he recieved. The debtor was next examined by Mr. Forester with respect to his dealings with Mr. Rosenberg, money lender, Newcastle. He stated that he used to borrow sums of 100 form Mr. Rosenberg, at the rate of $7 10s per month. The examniation was adjourned in order that the debtor may furnish an account of the commission recieved on certain sales.