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The Opera House.

Buffalo Bill's constituency is of the never tire variety. They come early and stay late; they enjoy everything and have a good time between acts; they applaud and laugh and enccore and stimulate the performers to their best efforts. The lower paet of the hall was full, the circle was crowded, and the galleries had their occupants. Five carsstood on the track and it needed them all to convey the well pleased Fifth warders to their homes. The audience was cosmopolitan in every respect; it embraced a good deal of all sorts. The show might be similarly described; there was plenty and variety. Whatever else may be said of Mr. Cody's performance, it cannot be dominated slow. Everything goes with a rush. The conversation is alternately gory and amatory, knives flash in the air continuallu and guns are liable to go off at any moment. The show fills a want long felt and a field uptitled and seemingly heretofore unexplored. Here and everywhere it gets the best of houses, and the manager couldn't afford to trade even for a gold mine or a potato boom, which is much the same thing this year.

The special features are the fancy rifle shooting of Buffalo BIll which always gains and deserves applause; the thoroughly excellent Dutch comicalities of Mr. Jule, the capital acting of Miss Lingard as Sadie, the Indian dancing, and the smart donkey Jerry who or which is a deserving member of the company. The costumes and stage accessories are clean and showy and the Prairie Waif is a guaranteed money maker.