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The Theatre Last Night.
To any one admiring the "blood and thunder" style of drama, or literature the highly colored drama of the "Scouts of the Plains," as presented by the Buffalo Bill- Texas Jack- Wild Bill, and company must be deemed a marked success. If thrilling incidents, blood curdling situations and harrowing details generally go to make up an attraction, the manager doubtless, everywhere rests in easy assurance of seats filled and treasury box ditto. In spite of a storm of rain and wind, Strawn's Opera House was nearly filled last evening, the galleries particularly being crowded.

The plot of the play of the "Scouts of the Plains" lays the scenes all through, as the reader will intuitively know, in the far west, in the Black Ridge, and plains that stretch far and wide in either direction. The frontier home of Uncle Henry Carter has, years before the first scene opens to view upon the stage, been robbed of a little daughter by Jim Daws–a "first class renegade and horse thief", as he is designated,–for some real or fancied affront. Not content, the evil spirit of the home, Jim Daws, haunts the place, with his Comanche allies, awaiting opportunities to murder the aged Carter and his wife, and carry off two remaining daughters. Buffalo Bill and Texas Jack, deadly foes to Daws, are on hand from the first to shield and defend the Carter family. There is no lack of running fights between the two forces all through. The repeating rifles of Bill and Jack do their deadly work, and many a Comanche brave is made to bite the dust.

Without attempting to follow the unraveling of the plot,–the murder of the aged Carter couple; the abduction of the girls, Ella and Lotta, and their ultimate rescue; the re-union of the long-separated sisters, Ella and Lotta and Pale Dove; and all the exciting scenes consequent,–we will add briefly that all comes out right at last. Justice is meted out to Daws and his cowardly man Friday, Tom. Doggett, and the apportionment of the girls among their lovers is satisfactory. Even the ubiquitous Ebenzer Longlank, the Quaker missionary and Nick Blunder, the "Dutchman," escape with their necks. M'lle Morlacchi, in her ballet dance before the sleeping Jack, was the finest success of the evening. She moved like a fairy; her executions were, in a word, remarkable. Walter Fletcher, as Nick Blunder, is also a strong card.