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NED BUNTLINE'S DRAMA. --This "big injun"
performance is bound to be a financial
success and have a run on the American
stage. It will attract and please just the
same class of people who enjoy Buntline's
dime novels, and it is precisely like them in
all respects. It is no use talking, there are
plenty of people who peruse and like them,
and we dare say he has fifty readers where
Walter Scott has one. They are the kind of
book-worms who finish a volume of two
hundred pages in a couple of hours, turning
the leaves as fast as they can get
the gist of them, regardless of anything
but the "story." As soon as the
plot is revealed, the pith extracted, the
orange sucked, they throw the rest away.
They read for amusement, for excitement
and it was just that class who can appreciate
the drama which was enacted at the
Opera House last evening. The plot is
filled with the most romantic, but most natural
love, with thrilling escapes from foolishly
perilous situations, with plenty of fine
sentiments in the mouths of the "Lo's" and
with all glittering paraphernalia which
is necessary to please the popular mind. It
is dramatic ginger pop for those people who
think the merit of champagne the snapp
and the fizz when the cork is drawn. But
it has the merit of novelty and commended
itself last evening to the frequent plaudits
of a well entertained audience. One could
not help but enjoy the wild and gypsy-like
air that pervaded the whole performance,
and we came away well pleased with our
evening with "Buffalo Bill."

NED BUNTLINE'S DRAMA. --This "big injun" performance is bound to be a financial success and have a run on the American stage. It will attract and please just the same class of people who enjoy Buntline's dime novels, and it is precisely like them in all respects. It is no use talking, there are plenty of people who peruse and like them, and we dare say he has fifty readers where Walter Scott has one. They are the kind of book-worms who finish a volume of two hundred pages in a couple of hours, turning the leaves as fast as they can get the gist of them, regardless of anything but the "story." As soon as the plot is revealed, the pith extracted, the orange sucked, they throw the rest away. They read for amusement, for excitement and it was just that class who can appreciate the drama which was enacted at the Opera House last evening. The plot is filled with the most romantic, but most natural love, with thrilling escapes from foolishly perilous situations, with plenty of fine sentiments in the mouths of the "Lo's" and with all glittering paraphernalia which is necessary to please the popular mind. It is dramatic ginger pop for those people who think the merit of champagne the snapp and the fizz when the cork is drawn. But it has the merit of novelty and commended itself last evening to the frequent plaudits of a well entertained audience. One could not help but enjoy the wild and gypsy-like air that pervaded the whole performance, and we came away well pleased with our evening with "Buffalo Bill."