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FROHMAN'S MESSENGER BACK.

Young Sanger's Experience in Distributing Souvenirs in London.

New York Times.

Eugene B. Sanger, Mutnal District Messenger boy No. 1,222, craned his neck over the shoulders of his fellow-passengers on the deck of the big steamship Germanic, of the White Star line, yesterday morning about 7 o'clock, as she was slowly brought alongside her pier. He was looking for a brass band and a phalanx of his brother boys in blue, but in this he was disappointed. Some such demonstartion had been intended, but failed to catch time by the forelock. Manager Dan Frohman, of the Lyceum Theatre, was there, however, and with him were Eugene's mother and aunt. It had taken the messenger just 32 days to deliver souvenirs of "The Highest Bidder," E. H. Sothern's paly, which had so long a run at the Lyceum Theatre, to upward of 75 prominent people, theatrical and otherwise, in London, and yesterday he reported to Manager Frohman with most of his messenger tickets duly signed by the persona to whom the souvenirs were addressed.

As soon as Sanger arrived at Liverpool he was met by Mr. Curtis of the Midland railroads, and hustled off to London. Once there, Charles O. Overton took charge of him and his souvenirs and instantly set to work to make a list of the person to be seen. This was soon done, and No. 1,222 was packed off in a jiffy to Vandeville theatre, where Mrs. James Brown Potter was at the moment rehearsing. He caught her in the second act. She received him with effusion, and said he was a pretty boy as she signed her name on the ticket provided for that purpose. Eugene, however considers that he reached the pinnacle of glory at the Wild West show. Frank Richmond brought him out before 20,000 people and introduced him as the most improved product of American civilization. Buffal Bill himself, riding Bucephalus, Jr, ordered out the Deadwood coach and lighted her up in the aprroved fashion. No. 1,222 was on top, and to the wild strains of "Yankee Doodle" was carried around the ring, while all the savages present gave their distinctive war whoops, the cowboys fired their rifles, and the British lion roared loudest of all. After that he was seated in Colonel Cody's private box and flattered with the stares of the crowd.

Sanger was only four days in London. So rushed was he toward the last that he was forced to take the Royal Mail steamer from Liverpool in order to catch the Germanic at Queenstown. Manager Frohman and Mr. Sothern and others gave No. 1,222 a little reception at the theatre yesterday morning. Hereafter Eugene will be connected with the Lyceum company, and may eventually blossom into a killing leading man.

Sanger brough from London, from Mrs. Potter, a letter and one of her photographs for Mr. Sothern, and the same compliment for Mr. Frohman.