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BUFFALO BILL

In his wildest dreams of ambition "Buffalo
Bill" probably never flattered himself that
he was much of an actor, but he has estimated
well his wide reputation as a border scout, and
their existible fascination presented to the
juvenile mind by the appearance of the hero
who ahs actulaly figured in some or the thrilling
scenes mimicked in miniature upon the
stage. It is a little surprising that the novelty
of his performance has not become tarnished
by constant repetition; but most assuredly it
has not, for upon each reappeance Mr.
Cody is given the name boisterous reception
which marked his first dramatic tour through
the country eight years ago. His plays
are little more than vivid illustrations
of ordinary dime literature, and from a dramatic
standpoint, worthless, but they please
the class for whom they are written, attract
large crowds of cheering people, and, of
course, upon the stage as elsewhere,
there is nothing so successful as success.
Mr. Cody's new piece, "The
Prairie Waif," written for him by John
A. Steavens, is decidedly better than anything
in which he has had an opportunity to appear,
distributing the blood and thunder very judiciously,
and introducing the different characters
with a fair degree of consistency. Of its
kind it is good, and it is well played by Mr.
Cody's company. "Buffalo Bill" himself,
appears in three different characters, exhibits
his skill with his rifle and is always the manly
ideal of a western fronteersman. He has a
good German comedian in Jule Kean, and the
others play their rensational parts fairly well.
The applause last night was tremendous, and
the galleries were crowded to suffocation.
The seats down stairs were also well filled, and
the enthusiasm was not by any means confined
to the upper part of the house.

The same programme will be repeated tonight.

BUFFALO BILL

In his wildest dreams of ambition "Buffalo Bill" probably never flattered himself that he was much of an actor, but he has estimated well his wide reputation as a border scout, and their resistibe fascination presented to the juvenile mind by the appearance of the hero who ahs actulaly figured in some or the thrilling scenes mimicked in miniature upon the stage. It is a little surprising that the novelty of his performance has not become tarnished by constant repetition; but most assuredly it has not, for upon each reappeance Mr. Cody is given the name boisterous reception which marked his first dramatic tour through the country eight years ago. His plays are little more than vivid illustrations of ordinary dime literature, and from a dramatic standpoint, worthless, but they please the class for whom they are written, attract large crowds of cheering people, and, of course, upon the stage as elsewhere, there is nothing so successful as success. Mr. Cody's new piece, "The Prairie Waif," written for him by John A. Steavens, is decidedly better than anything in which he has had an opportunity to appear, distributing the blood and thunder very judiciously, and introducing the different characters with a fair degree of consistency. Of its kind it is good, and it is well played by Mr. Cody's company. "Buffalo Bill" himself, appears in three different characters, exhibits his [?] with his rifle and is always the manly ideal of a western fronteersman. He has a good German comedian in Jule Kean, and the others play their rensational parts fairly well. The applause last night was tremendous, and the galleries were crowded to suffocation. The seats down stairs were also well filled, and the enthusiasm was not by any means confined to the upper part of the house.

The same programme will be repeated tonight.