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BUFFALO BILL.

The Famous Scout and his Party at Union Hall.

One of the largest audiences of the season assembled at Union Hall, last evening, to greet the celebrated Buffalo Bill and his excellent company. Every seat on the floor and in the gallery was filled. The crowd was eager for the sensation, and had lots of it. The play is very lively one, the main points being the life on the plains, as represented by Mr. Cody, lightened by the comedy of that wildest of wild Irishmen, Mr. Darby McCune, alias George C Charles. He is the most delightfully bad Irishman you ever saw. His recitation of the character was exquisite. His trained donkey was also a big card. He sailed around that stage as if he owned it, and made more fun that was ever found in a patient audience. Mr. Cody played the part of the frontiersman with a natrualness, which was natural in one who had passed his life amid the nomadic excitement of the border. Those who have experienced even a little of that wierd life, can see a great deal to admire, in his admirable representation of it. If our good old friend General Harney, the lightening rod of the plains, had been as perfectly shadowed forth, the effect would have been splendid. Mr. McEvoy played the part well, but he wasn't tall enough, or slender enough, or jolly enough to decieve the eyes of the old friends of that glorious old gentleman. Miss Forrester, as May Cody, played excedingly well, as did Miss Motl as Mrs. Stoughton. Altogether, the play was excellently rendered. The exceptional polos were strong brought cut, by the true acting of Mr. Cody, who seemed to forget that he was not outdoors in the daring, exciting life which he so much loces. People who enjoy the liveliness of this sytle of plays will be delighted with the every day truthfulness with which this exciting play is represented.

BUFFALO BILL.

The Famous Scout and his Party at Union Hall.

One of the largest audiences of the season assembled at Union Hall, last evening, to greet the celebrated Buffalo Bill and his excellent company. Every seat on the floor and in the gallery was filled. The crowd was eager for the sensation, and had lots of it. The play is very lively one, the main points being the life on the plains, as represented by Mr. Cody, lightened by the comedy of that wildest of wild Irishmen, Mr. Darby McCune, alias George C Charles. He is the most delightfully bad Irishman you ever saw. His recitation of the character was exquisite. His trained donkey was also a big card. He sailed around that stage as if he owned it, and made more fun that was ever found in a patient audience. Mr. Cody played the part of the frontiersman with a natrualness, which was natural in one who had passed his life amid the nomadic excitement of the border. Those who have experienced even a little of that wierd life, can see a great deal to admire, in his admirable representation of it. If our good old friend General Harney, the lightening rod of the plains, had been as perfectly shadowed forth, the effect would have been splendid. Mr. McEvoy played the part well, but he wasn't tall enough, or slender enough, or jolly enough to decieve the eyes of the old friends of that glorious old gentleman. Miss Forrester, as May Cody, played excedingly well, as did Miss Motl as Mrs. Stoughton. Altogether, the play was excellently rendered. The exceptional polos were strong brought cut, by the true acting of Mr. Cody, who seemed to forget that he was not outdoors in the daring, exciting life which he so much loces. People who enjoy the liveliness of this sytle of plays will be delighted with the every day truthfulness with which this exciting play is represented.