There is nothing left for me to say of New York, others having recorded more than I could learn of it in a week’s sojourn there. Having visited many places of note, that have been already accurately described, I turned into Barnum’s Museum to see the woolly horse, but I could not find it; being disappointed in the natural history department, I stopped to witness the theatrical performance, and this so impressed me that I subjoin for the benefit of the reader a bill of performance, which I extracted from an American journal:—
Just opened, with 100,000 Curiosities, and performance in Lecter-Room; among witch may be found
TWO LIVE BOAR CONSTRICTERS,
Mail and Femail.
ALSO!!
A STRIPED ALGEBRA, STUFT.
BESIDES!!
A PAIR OF SHUTTLE COCKS AND ONE SHUTTLE HEN—alive!
THE!
SWORD WITCH GEN. WELLINGTON FIT WITH AT THE
BATTEL OF WATERLOO! whom is six feet long and
broad in proportion.
WITH!!!
A ENORMOUS RATTLETAIL SNAKE—a regular wopper!
AND!
THE TUSHES OF A HIPPOTENUSE!
Together with!
A BENGALL TIGER: SPOTTED LEPROSY!
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GREAT MORAL SPECTACLE OF ‘MOUNT VESUVIUS!’
PART ONE.
Seen opens. Distant Moon. View of Bey of Napels. A thin smoke rises. It is the Beginning of the Eruction! The Napels folks begin to travel. Yaller fire, follered by silent thunder. Awful consternation. Suthin rumbles! It is the Mounting preparin’ to Vomic! They call upon the Fire Department. It’s no use! Flight of stool-pidgeons. A cloud of impenetrable smoke hang over the fated city, through witch the Naplers are seen makin’ tracks. Awful explosion of bulbs, kurbs, forniquets, pin weels, serpentiles, and fourbillon spirals! The Moulting Laver begins to squash out!
End of Part One.
COMIC SONG.
| The Parochial Beedle | Mr. Mullet. |
| LIVE INJUN ON THE SLACK WIRE. | |
| Live Injun | Mr. Mullet. |
| OBLIGATIONS ON THE CORNUCOPIA, BY SIGNOR VERMICELLI. | |
| Signor Vermicelli | Mr. Mullet. |