[The Warrior stalks on impassively, ignoring these gibes; whether he is reflecting on the beauty and heartlessness of the Pale-face Maiden, or resolving to save up for the monkey if it takes him a lifetime, or thinking of something else totally different, or of nothing whatever, is a dark secret which he keeps to himself.

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THE PLAYFUL SALLY.

[Illustration:  “How Abbey could I be with either!”]

O SARAH B.!  O Mr. ABBEY!  What un-ABBEY thought induced you to select so dreary a play as Pauline Blanchard wherewith to weary the British Public?  And what a finish! Pauline, all for the sake of her disappointed lover, kills her husband with a sickle!—­a sickle-ly sight—­and then reaps her reward.  M. PERON, the Maire, was effective.  Ancient Angelina, Mme. GILBERTE FLEURY, “fetched” everybody, and in her turn was fetched by M. FLEURY from a loft where stage-business had taken her in the previous Act, in order to receive her share of the plaudits.  We hear that SARAH has accepted a One-Act piece called Salammbo, by OSCAR WILDE.  Naturally we all see SARAH in the first part of Sal.  Perhaps the “ambo” means SARAH and OSCAR.  Being an Eastern subject, SARAH sees the chance in it of a Sara-scenic success.  On Saturday last, with her wonderful La Tosca in the afternoon, and her Dame aux Camelias (the “O’Camelias” sounds like an Irish title) at night, SARAH regularly “knocked them” in the Shaftesbury Avenue.  No one interested in dramatic art should miss seeing SARAH, at all events, in La Dame aux Camelias.

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PARTICULAR AND GENERAL RELATIONSHIP.—­Mr. GEORGE CURZON, as the Saturday Review remarks in its notice of Curzon’s Persia, “is not the first of his family who has written a good book of Eastern travel.”  The author, then, is not a first, but a second, or third CURZON, and this particular work of authorship creates a new kinship, as his travels are, now, related to the public.

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OPERATIC NOTES.

[Illustration:  Isolde, seated on a sham rock, awaiting the coming of her lover.  Alas! all ends unharpily!]

Wednesday.—­The Irish Question, heard for the first time operatically, put by The O’WAGNER in his music-story of “Tristan und Isolde.”  The story is decidedly a triste ’un and is old no doubt of it.  Frau SUCHER first rate as the Irish Princess Isolde.  Herr ALVARY plays Her Tristan; good, but not great.  All vary well.  As Kurwenal, Herr KNAPP, in spite of his name, kept everyone awake, and did his very best; in fact, “went Knapp.”

Fraeulein RALPH was charming as Braugaene, and her manner of inducing the Princess of the Most Distressful Country to take to the bottle—­KINAHAN’s L.L.L.—­deserved the encore which she ought to have received.  No matter—­Fraeulein RALPH played with spirit, which is a dangerous thing to do as a rule.  House crammed:  not packed.