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TltiM Part lwo "Pardee 9 to 16 rRICE FIVE CENTS. INDIANAPOLIS, SUNDAY MORNING, APE1L -20, -'1896 TWENTY PAGES. PRICE FIVE CENTS. bu 1 JLS JL JX We 3few We Slhlrt Waist Goods and Prices Hard to Exclusive line of SUITS 39 -b Boyd lareCialcl ID) tor This may be poor poetry, but it is true. Wc offer for the coming week, beginning' Monday, ending Saturday night, Surprise Special Sale No.

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An Avondnle-Avenne Dor- That Helps Old Mr. Hen. Mrs. Schiller, of Avondale avenue, has a little black and tan dog which earns Its llvln and does It well, too. She calls It Don.

During the early days of March Mrs. Schiller decided that she wouU utilize some of- her pare time and also an old hen that evinced a desire to be a fond mother, and raise some chickens. The hen was given a setting of newly laid brought in from the country and for three weeks she did her duty keeping the eggs warm. In the meantime Don seemed very curious to know why the hen stayed In barn so much. Previous to that time itViad been the delight of Don to tease the old hen by stealing the little choice morsels placed in the yard for her a.nd holding them between his while the hen cackled in anger.

Finally this teasing resulted in a remarkably clcee friendship between the hen and Don, and they "became such fast friends that they would lie down to sun themselves on the eame little piece of carpet that protected a part of the floor of the back porch. When the ol2 hen retired to the barn and began her three weeks work of keeping thirteen eggs warm Don missed her and did not seem to be able to comprehend what -was goinjr on. He paid daily visits to the barn and would sit for a half hour at a time looking at the hen, while she gazel at him with a look of commiseration for his apparent ignoranco of the duties of the head of a family. This continued for three weeks, when one morning the old hen stepped off her nest to take her daily airing and Don discovered that two of the eggs had broken and in their places were two tiny things such as he had never seen before. He scarcely left the barn that day.

The next morning the old hea stepped off her nest and with a "duck" called her brood after her. All went to the yard and Don stood in open wonder while he saw his former friend and playmate scratch, scratch, and then cluck, while the little ones darted hirnsr and thither, pecking at the ground. This seemed fun for him, and much to the consternation of the little oneiv he darted In among them and soon tho dirt was flying in all directions. lie then sat down and waited. The old hen soon realized that hi3 scratching had relieved her of considerable work, and calling to the little ones, to work, on the newly scratched dirt.

It was soon picked clean, and the old hen began scratching again. She had no sooner begun than the dog entered the field again and with more energy than discretion, turned up some more of the dirt. From that time on the dog did the scratching and row the old hen does nothing but pee that the little chicks get all they want to cat, while the dog does tho pedal labor. Another 'of Shnmrook llonrit's Shamrock Hones stood on the rear platform grasping trolley rope and meditating whether the girl In the pea Jacket were a sailor or grower of pex3. when the cynic boarded the car, at his usual crossing.

"Well, what have you discovered this morning?" he snarled, placing a nickel in the open palm of Shamrock Hones. "I know that man with, tho green necktie Is nearsighted, because he could not see the hole In a dime I gave hlra In making change, and I also know what you are thinking about now." "Well, what is It?" "You are wondering if I will be fool enough to keep this lead nick 3 but I will fool you and not do It." at tiie same time deftly slipping the good nickel he had just received into his left hand and substituting a lead one he had received during tfc3 rush of the early morning. Of course, ths cyr.is turrrirri. hut hs hinged over another rozl uizlZ'l cZ tzzlz tA cz? iz czz'z'-- NEAR-PY PICNIC SPOTS WHERE INDIANAPOLIS PEOPLE GO FOR A DAY'S OCTIXG. Allisonville, Mlllersville, Crovr's Xest, Lannlsan'i Lakef Golden II1U and 'Out to IlATerMlcf As soon as the warm May days come and clothes begin to get uncomfortable, the white of the pavements bring out creases between the eyes of people, and when fans and umbrellas ere a part of the necessary accompaniment of human kind, there cornea a strong desire to get far from the noise, the heat and the rattle of town.

As the eun rises higher and higher this desire Increases It Is not everyone who can pack a trunk for Europe, or a Saratoga for the mountains or take sundry pieces of bagjage and go to some resort, even within the border of the State, Both of those valuables, time and money, are wanting. People want to get away for a day and take a long breath of air, not surcharged with the various odors of town. To do this there is not much need of baggage, timo or money. One may board a street car and for a rflckel be carried by electricity out Illinois street to Mapleton and then west and north by way of green fields to Fairvlew. From the high banks there Is a view of water and fields.

Every provision is made for visitors to tho park and boating up and down the canal under the shadows of trees which sweep the banks is one of the pastimes. Take another line of cars and go to Armstrong Park and accommodations for a pleasant day will tempt those who do not care to get further away from home. Many are the mothers and children who take a frequent outing to one or the other of theso parks. To go a little further away a third line of cars will carry one to Broad Ripple, In an entirely different direction. Here there is another great park and the strip of water for boating Is ono of the most beautiful and picturesque to be seen anywhere.

The river winds In and out in a scries of graceful curves and it Is like a ribbon of sliver with a green border, for the willows dip their branches in the stream on both sides. To see. the steam launches and row boats filled with people sitting under awnings or umbrellas, makes the place look as if it were very far indeed from Indianapolis. Where the pennies have to be counted, the family can make a day of it at any of these places. There is something attractive about the name of Mount Nebo, but the name is not nearly as much so as the place Itself.

To get to thla picnic place there Is something of a drive. It is a mile and a half northeast of Mlllersville, The drive Is through this small settlement and then the road winds through country lanes In a circuitous route, gradually rising above 'the road of Millers-ville until at last the "mountain" is present. Before one stretches "green fields and running brooks," for at tho base of the hiD flows Fall creek and off in every direction are the farm lands of the county. Off southwest is Mlllersville in plain sight, but close at hand there Is a beautiful grove, kept in perfect order, with grass and smooth places for a walk or a seat or a space for the luncheon to be spread. There Is a delightful ppring out ihere, but Isr not found by everyone.

Those who cannot find it may procure water at the farm house not far away, where the owner of Mount Nebo will also give permission 1 to enter the desirable spot. To return to the city from Mount Nebo the river road may be taken. It is a fine drive. Golden Hill has been one of the most popular picnic grounds near here for many years. This place Is on the river between the Country Club and Armstrong Park.

It is the place where the river and the canal meet. The grounds are fenced in, which make them seem more retired than grounds that are not so protected. THE ROAD TO HAVERSTICK'S. What a good story might be written about "On the Road to Haverstick's." It sounds as if It might be In New England, but it isn't, and the road to Haverstick's may be one of dirt or one of water. The latter is an easy one.

The first part will be a streetcar ride to Bread Ripple. There the erteam launch may be taken for a ride of two miles up the river. There is an Island and a grove and eloping bank nnd pretty views from every side. It Is one of the nicest places to go. Tho way by road is long, but is over good roads and past woods and fields.

The crow flies straight and the pleasure seeker will ride "as tho crow filed" to reach the place which has been given th name of "Crow's NesL" You go straight out Illinois street until the street meets the river. There is "Crow's Nest." It has long been famous not only as a picnic ground, but as a place for the finest and greatest variety of wild flowers to be found anywhere about. Tho visitor there usually returns laden with "blossoms nxoro than enough to fill the handd. Hench's grove has been a great place for years. This Is just below May wood on.

the river. There the river is good and boating is one of tho features of the place. Out east of the Fair Grounds Is Hammond's Park. This is one of tho regulation picnio places, where there is a platform for d-ancing and sheds for horses and vehicles. Fall creek passes there and not far away is the dam of Bchofleld's mill.

Should anyone desire to go west, a drive may be taken straight out Indiana, avenue to-the river bank. There is a beautiful cluster of trees, a well-cleaned ground and a dancing pavilion. The place is known as Scliurmann's grove. A new grove has been arranged for picnickers further north. Tho drive is directly out West Twenty-second etreec to the river.

There is a grove, new sheds, a danc-dng- pavilion and a view of the river la both directions. There are pretty groves In every point of the compass Out near Churchman's farm, twuthrast, there are private grounds, and there are camping parties all summer the whole lengtii of White river. Early in June tho Sunday schools begin to have their annual outings. Within a few weeks all the children are taken edther In the street cars, wagon or tho steam cars to some place out of town. Many children have few opportunities to ride on tho steam cars, and It' is an event in their little lives to go to the station, pass the blue-coated, brass-buttoned man at the gate and ride on a train.

The place known as Blue River rark. on the IL has been the scene of hundreds of picnics. There are all kinds of games, boating and swinging, covered places for rainy days and dozens of pastimes for the children, big and little. Zlonsvillo has a picnic grove, not far from the cana. and it has numerous parties there during the season.

Alonj In July and August Eethany Park and Acton have their hundreds of visitors. The grounds are shady and well laid out, and there are many cottages. Farties go down for the day and enjoy the outing as w-ell as the services, which are a part of the everyday life of tho campers during their season. Bloominsdale Glens Is one of the most interesting places to no for a dy cr trorc AT EANIGAirO Lcainrari's izl- 1-s'tha cf a rrcrty the largest eheets of water In the county. It is a rood placo to catch fhh.cnd frogs and the people who go there for a day usually have mea in tho party, who take rod and reel, wear iheir Ashing clothes and havo as good a time as a follower of Isaac Walton need ask.

To get to Lanlgan'a lake the drive Is out the Bluff road. Tho place Is a short distance from the river and there Is boating and bathing and a delightful grove. It Is a favorite place to go camping and late In the season it Is not unusual to See a dozen or more white tents dotting the shore of the lake or river bank. The road to Allisonville leads to Hope cottage, and who has not heard of Hope cottage, tho place where country fried chicken melts in the mouth and the table Is set out with all the Jellies, preserves, pickles, hot biscuit and other farm delicacies, or Hough cottage at Mlllersville, with the same delectables. At Allisonville there is a grove and the river and fishing parties enjoy the day on the river and add to their creature comfort by a visit to Hope cottage.

There are scores of farms dotting the bank of the river in Its course up and down stream. Many of them have groves, where a private party would enjoy few hours, but the owners are not happy when these parties drive In and take possession without leave or license. A member of a party which started out for a picnic one day said she knew just where to go, as she knew the farmer who owned the ground. The party in surreys drove out and found the great gate nailed; up good and tight They drovo on and around a bend and arrived at the other side of the river opposite the grounds where they wanted to go. The gate there was open.

They drove In, forded the river and were Boon unpacked and the horses were free ot their harness and were fastened where they could ntbble the grass. Scarcely were they ready for their picnic when a severe-looking man was teen coming their way with a hatchet In his hand. He called to one of the men, who went down the bank and on to a log which forded the river. There the farmer expostulated and the man talked, using his hands freely to explain matters. The others of the party could not hear what was said, but they saw the motions, which spoke plainer than words.

Pretty soon another went down and he talked. The party on the bank took It all In, wondering whether they would have to move on, like poor Joe, or not. Then a third, a woman, thought she would gojand see if she could help matters along. It took a good deal of talking but the man finally grew mellow and.allowed them to stay. He explained to them later that a party had been there the week before, had shot his stock and threatened to shoot him, so he was rather particular about having his grounds visited without leave.

In connection with picnics and camping, which are for people of limited means and a short vacation, there Is another set of people who would like a fortnight of country life. For such there are very few places. A comfortable-farm house, with a good table and the luxury of milk and ice is a rarity, t-ut the picnic grounds are numerous. rilOTOGKAPHS. Picture from the Lives of Common People Dy One of Them.

Misery In Dress Salt. (A Too True Story.) He was gawky, sandy and long-necked; he was bow-legged and limber-jointed; In short. he was a man whom nature never intended for dress parade, and he knew It. Only one person besides his wife ever said he waa handsome, and that was a spinster who had had poems accepted by magazines, and her opinion was hardly worth the atmosphere used in expressing it. And yet, when our friend's lodge was to have a reception, banquet and ball, his wife urged him to wear a dress suit.

In a moment of groundless vanity he assented and rented a full evening dress outfit. Then his troubles began. When he tried on the suit at the clothing store the coat lapels flared and wrinkled the shoulders. Accordingly, the accommodating salesman pinned the lower corners of the coat front to the bottom of the vest. The latter garment had an unusually large open-ing in front, the whole garment containing Just enough goods to make a watch guard.

When he got the whole Fult on lie felt like anything but a happy man, but the feeling would wear off he told himself. It never did. When he bore the precious bundle, homeward ho was prouder than many men who owned dress suits instead of renting them. The wife went to a hairdresser, leaving the husband to the glories of his dres3 suit. After a violent and manful struggle he succeeded in getting into the trousers.

He owned no patent leathers, and his calf-skin shoes, with a coat of liquid dressing that refused to shine over ordinary blacking, looked as if they had been dipped in Ink. This "domestic finish" added nothing in the way of comfort. Then came the shirt. Just as he had got that freshly-laundered garment well adjusted a cold perspiration broke out all over the yictim's person as he noted the narrowness of the bosom. A horrid possibility he dared not even mentally express dawned upon him.

But it was the only clean shirt he owned. Collar and a three-for-a-quarler white bow were the next essentials, and then that dreadful horse-collar vest! It was as he had expected! The shirt bosom was two Inches- too. narrow for the vest opening! He at last decided to pull the vest down, narrowing the vent, and pin tho bottom to the trousers. (It was nearly time to go, and heroic measures were neces-. sary.) But this made the waistband of the trousers peer up over the top button of that religion-destroying vest.

lie nhed and would fain have done likewise with the vest. He put a handkerchief there to hide the waistband. That was better. The coat once on, and duly pinned at the corners, he called at the- hair dresser's for hi3 wife. He was brave, beneath the shelter of his ulster.

When they arrived at the hall and separated for the cloak rooms all the pins came out of his patched-up rigging. He fastened in a carnation to hide part of his unlaundercd muslin. He also made the cheering discovery that in festooning his handkerchief over the ambitious waistband he had made a grand exhibition of the only dirty spot on that cotton square. More Ice-water perspiration; and he sank into the nearest chair. As he did so his vest front spread, showing three inches of shirt and a suspender buckle on each side of that precious shirt bosom.

He pulled the coat lapels together and wanted to go home. But there at his wife, with pretty blue chiffon at neck and sleeves of her one Sunday dress, her hair nicely arranged, a huge bunch of carnations on her breast and a peaceful smile on her face. She looked up, caught sight of the funny look of suffering on his face, and laughed. Then he was mad. He felt that the wife and dress suit were conspiring to drive him to drink.

This, dear reader, takes the man only to 9 o'clqck in the evening. It was .1220 before hLa wife wanted to go home. The Intervening period Is one of agony too deep to be depicted with pen and Ink. The next full dress affair he attended he wore a pair of llffht trousers, sack coat, black tie. tan.

shoes, sat with his knees croszed and envied no man. He had been a man out of his element Under such circumstances all men are miserable. To Vto Hcttc? LItcI (A Ilini-hrlrtcd entire.) XTli'Tx t-sZ'z T7o rr Urzl rc securely fastened, for his wire and daughter had gone to look at the shop windows. They wished not to buy, only to look. Fo the Man Who Never Lived sat down on the doorstep to await their nome-comlng.

It was a beautiful evening. Broad bands of carmine streaked with the daintiest hair lines of dazzling gold made the west a picture too grand to be slighted, while the dark blue of tho east and such of the north and south as was not hidden by the houses and blooming cherry trees was plied with white and purple tinted clouds. It was all beautiful, and the Man Who Never Lived always appreciated all of nature's beauty. As he looked east and west at the glorious beauty of the dying day he thought; thinking was a pleasant thing for the Man Who Never Lived, as -he had nothing to regret. The world called him foolish, but he only laughed.

He had inherited a large and thriving factory. The business afforded a means of becoming immediately wealthy had the legatee desired to continue the system of starvation wages that-had prevailed hitherto. But the young man walked among the homcji of the laborers. His heart bled for them, so he sold the business and divided the! proceeds among the employes. They were grateful and wished the young man well, though they knew the wealth was rightfully theirs.

Then a great party begged the Man Who Never Lived to become their candidate for a great rfflce; to pose as the laborers friend. But he laughed and refused. "I would have to live lies." he said. The Man Who Never Lived loved a girl who was poor; he loved her for her purity and loveliness of character. When pretended friends urged him to marry a wealthy girl whose heart was thrown at his feet, and when they Bpoke evil of the poor girl whom he loved, he said: "You lie, and are not my friends." He married the poor girl; children came, and the father and his friends laughed they in scorn; he In pure Joy, for he loved his children and enjoyed poverty this Man Who Never Lived.

When his own daughters grew to lovely womanhood he called them to him and said: "Daughters, your father knows the men of the world; he loves you. Choose for yourselves among those that may seek your hands, and may the wisdom of pure love guide you. Look not upon a young man's purse, but upon himself and his qualities. Only be guided by your father's knowledge and experience as to whether the man be pure and true." And his daughters obeyed him in letter and In Fplrit. When the assessor came to see the Man Who Never Lived he gave In his property at Its full value, hiding nothing, even admitting the ownership of a dog; and when the publican had gone, and the Man Who Never Lived found that he had omitted certain chattels, he ran half a mile In the burning sun to call back the public servant and set him right.

He was a good, consistent man In every walk of life. Yes, he was the Man Who Never Lived; I know it, for I have studied the world. A Father's Promise. After a long, happy romp, in which the baby had been 'tossed, kissed, tickled and spanked, alternately, the little one went sound asleep in her father's and was laid in her crib. The father, also wearied by the romping, lay down on the floor beside the crib, propped himself up on cae elbow and gazed thoughtfully at-the baby's face and form.

He thought, and his were like this: "''You are pure, my baby, pure es the un-fallen vnowflake body, mind and soul. Would God I were as pure. Yet those lips give warning of sensuality. I need not wince they are my own In miniature. baby, baby, if you should ba left alone, fatherless, motherless, alone with thct insatiable craving for the loving touch, for tho caress and the passionate kiss, will some fiend incarnate study you, only to luro you to ruin and break that little heart that now bounds in pure love and trust? Your father's curse be on him but to what avail? Will not tho world smile on tho polished devil and shrink from contact with the degraded woman my own and your mother's child? Then my curse on such a world! Sleep on, sweetheart, deep' on.

You are pure as the dew-kissed anemone, my treasure. Yet mayhap you have inherited a stubborn rebelliousness that will lead you far from love, honor and home. Should you do this, baby, would I ba like the father of OHah Toph'a 'Prodigal true, faithful and forgiving, or would I be a worldly parent, false to my child in retaliation for her disregard, refusing to practice the love and forbearance I now profess? If I should, then may the curse of the untrue and the betrayer rest upon me. Sleep on, baby darling! Your father will try always to consider that in whatever particular your sins exceed his own, it will be but a perpetuation of his own faults under greater temptation. Sleep on, my love-hedged heart'-ease! You are safe, for time and for eternity, under the guardianship of an infinite love mother's, Father's and father's, a triune, all protecting love." The baby raised one whjte hand from the red-knotted comfort, and without opening her eyes or waking, laid on her father's stubbly cheek.

The father did not pray. He did not need to pray. He and the Eter-nal Father were one in purpose toward the little babe. S. W.

GILLILAN. Richmond, Ind. A HORSE THAT CAN COUNT. Kriotra It la Dinner Time When Prospect-Street Fire Bells Ring. There is a grocer doing business not far from the south end of Virginia avenue who has a horse that Is very regular in Its habits.

He has learned that the bell In engine house No. 3 strikes twelve times every day at noon, and when the hour comes and the horse hears the -bell he turns his cars forward and waits for the boy who always feeds him at that time. Tho home will look anxiously toward the store and wait a few moments. If the boy does not soon make his appearance the horse gets tired of waiting and slowly walks to the stable. Every day as soon as the bell rings the first time at noon people near-by notice that the horse becomes restless, and a few moments before his head was drooping, at the first stroke cf the bell his eyes open wide and he takes on an air of close attention.

One day the firemen concluded to try a mean trick on the horse to see how much he really did kaow about the number of times the bell rang. Tncy pulled the rope that rings the bell eleven times and then stopped. Immediately the horse's eyes closed and his head drooped into the same listless position It had maintained for some time. The boy soon came out and got Into the wagon. He drove home and ate his own dinner, but did not take the horse to the stable.

On his return he stopped and put thy horse In the etabie and fed him. Tho whole matter seemed to be a surprise to tho horse, and now the people in the neighborhood firmly believe the horse can count. Clicrcli Ksrecsca. Chicago Tribune. ilr.

Elllu3 (locking ever ths household account) isria. what does thLs item cf CIS frr "church erptr.si" early in April xnton? I fcsva no recollection of paying out it: 7 cuch rj-j Izx the support of the church XZ Tht was T7h- my Lester POOR OLD CINCINNATI unrt sr.iY fhstival voxt tnn ivrnr ixdiasapolis nvevr. Three Great Artists 9ame In TlotU Cit- Jes, but Indianapolis Hag "Others." In spite of tho efforts of the managers of the Cincinnati musical festival to cut" from the Indianapolis festival, which has become a formidable rival of It, the famous singers who are available for this kind cf work this year, the managers cj the local enterprise say that they will glvs the greatest festival this year ia the history of these entertainments. It certainly will bo tho most expensive one, for more high-priced artists are engaged. If It ha-S not been for the decided stand taken by Lillian Nordlca.

who knows she Is well lke2 In Indianapolis and who likes Inarupoilj la return. It Is barely possible the efforts of the enterprising gentlemen of Cincinnati to keep Indianapolis Trent getting the great singers might have been at least partially successful. But Nordlca had views cf her own, and she told the Cincinnati managers that she would give up her engagement for four concerts there, for which she is to be paid $1,000. rkther than "go back hea promise made many months ago to sing la Indianapolis, although she had not thenr signed a contract for her engagement here. When some of tho other artltts beard who Nordlca had done they also became in impendent and the consequence is they will 6ing In Indlanapollj as well as la Cincinnati.

The three greatest artists are the ease for both festivals. Nordlca, Brema anl Klafsky, and when It comes to the other people Indianapolis has away the best of It. Barron Berthald Is a better tenor than Bea Davles and SIgnor aa Infinitely greater singer than Blunkett Greene. Then, in addition, Indianapolis will hear Gertruis May Stein, a fine artiste Mme. Lilllats Blauvelt, E.

C. MacDowell, the fajnous composer and pianist; Evan Williams, the new; Welsh tenor, and BREMA AND KLAFSKY. From all accounts. Miss Brema, who Is to be the principal singer the second night of the festival, is making an enormous hit wherever she appears with the Abbey GranJ Opera Company, and her singing Is causing a sensation. It seemj a remarkable thins that this woman, who only four years agar was a struggling young actress in England should in such a ehort time come to the front as one of the world's greatest sing ers, whofe services are in enonnouj demand everywhere.

Fran Lohse-Klafsfcy, who until last fall' was unknown in America, except to thoia who kept nformed about musical mattrrd in the old World, has also came Into fame rapidly by her great work as the prima donna of the Damrosch Opera Company, and. now occupies a conspicuous position the great opera singers of the day. Born ini Hungary thirty-six years ago, of humble parentage (her father being a shoemaker) it was discovered While she was still very young that Ehe possessed a voice of remark able quality and power. 6he was educated for opera, and eang lyric parts in Munich, and Testh with marked success; finall jr. was taken to Hamburg, where 'she first assumed dramatic parts, and from that time her to the foremost rank of her profession was almost meteoric.

6he possesses a 6oprano voice of great power and compass, and besides being a great singer she Is a great actress a combination essentially necessary to euch success as she has achieved In Wagner opera. 6he haa been singing nine years with Polllnl's company at the Stadt Theater, la Hamburg, and it has tyen with that manager's permission that she has appeared In other German cities, as well as In Paris and Ixndon, She was a pupil of Marchesl when that famous teacher was at the Conservatory in Vienna. She studied Wagner roles with) Juliuj T. Hay at Berlin. HOW KEHtTHALD CAME UP.

One of the Illustrated magazines thl month gives a full-page portrait of Barron Berthald, who will be the principal tenor of the Indianapolis festival this year, and tell3 the following interesting story about him. and it is absolutely true, as many musical people know: "When, on the 10th of February last, the first production on any Rtage of Walter Damrosch's 'Scarlet Letter' took place In, Boston one of the features of tho production was the Arthur Dimmesdale, created by Barron Berthald. It was a great night for the composer and his artists, a memorable night for Boston opera goers, whatever the ultimate fate of the opera. Bat no one In the couM help remembering the first timo that this young tenor h.v? sung under the baton of. Damrosch.

That was at the same theater, April 2, 1SD3, la The story Is now historic It was the seoond night of the Damrosch season lr. Dos ton the first German opera, season thtj Boston had had for fone yt-ars. was to have sung the title rol in. Alvary had Just eaten dinner and could-not sing. The audience was about to be dismissed, when eome one in the theater remembered this young tenor, Berthald, then elnglng at the Castle-square Theater.

Boston, In 'Rob Reginald Do Ko-ven's comio opera. He was on the rtsgo at the latter bouse. Ho wa hustled off at his first exit, pushed into a carriage, rushed Into the dresses of Lohengrin and hoisted into -the boat and the opera went on The tenor ha'd sung the part one, two or years previous in Philadelphia, and had accidentally run over the once with De Novelli5, tho conductor of the 'Rob Roy company, noTvwith Francis Wilson. Yet he sang the part with, hardly break, and! with such success that the audience was not content until it had seen him at th end standing by Damrosch on the stage anj sha ring the cheers. That accident made the future of Darron Berthald, a really remarkable man, whoQ career from hij early days In Berlin to Ills success this season la roles llko Sitgmunde, Lohengrin, Walter (Die Meistersingcr), reads like a story, but is too long to tell here.

"Berthald is almost a self-ma Jc man. No singer who has achieve! his position owes so much to his own efforts and to his musical intelligence. As the creator of Dimmesdale he has, of course, a la musical records. SQMi: FESTIVAL, AJIR ANG riM KNTS. The dates of tho festival this year tre May 23, 25 and 27, three night an 1 two afternoon concerts.

The advance f.ah of season tickets will tgtn Fiiiay, May IS. at the Big Four ticket office. No. 1 Uizi Washington street, the sale from ID to 12 o'clock in the morning being for guarantors only, and afternoon and all day open to the general public. The seats for single performances T.ill i gin until Monday.

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