ms: I7r- r 5 .?>' Dedicatect io -(j^e ICHJGaH- *Tl Pvbli^s’hed ^ D-DALZICU* CHIQAGO • W’" % ■ A.r^'x ^ '-^ rti!,: : ;?' h.'^ a-: , ISk”’ , .A , ‘T"/^- f-'^ ■' 4’ .;■■ ‘ .- r ■■ ' « *^'ur j:>j, , ’r / ■ tkv, ,.•■■->■■■ ^ ' '4- f ^ ’??i- V j Purchased, 1918. 512 . X>l7r Sf ' ^■**«*^^ • ' v^^/ '•' ':r ■4f0i Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2016 https://archive.org/details/ripvanwinklesdreOOdalz A PARODY oisr : I O •L-A-N-T-H-E Respectfully dedicated to the Conductors of the Chicago & Alton Railroad, By D. Dalziel, Editor of the Chicago News Letter. Scene.— .4 fairy ylade on the Chicnyo & Alton Railway, at Holy Cross, Illinois. The country bears evidence of the utmost prosperity. It is early in Jxme, yet the fields for miles in every direction are waving with alx'cady X'ipcned grain that is going to take first prize at the next National Exhibition. The ensxiing scene occurs in the binef interval allowed for purposes of safety between the trains on this road. Chox'us of fairies, discovered dancing over the wheat stocks. {Enter Kooky Mountain Fairies, led by Leila, Ceila and Fleto.) CHORUS. Tripping alway.s, tripping ever. By each glen, each rock, each river. We must twirl and we must twine Round about the Alton line. SOLO. LEILA— If you ask us how we ride. See our cars and step inside: Cars of most convenient size. Cars enchanting tourists’ eyes, Pullman Palace sleeping cars. Free from dust, from noise, from jars; Cars with soft reclining chairs, Where we nestle free from cares; Cars no cynic can place fault on, Chicago, Kansas City, Alton. Spite of distance, time or weather. See three cities link’d togetlier. CEILA— That is extremely true and very pretty. Moreover, it is a very noble employment, this acting in behalf of the foremost railway of the world. Still, we are not altogether happy. Since our Queen banished lolanthe, our life has not been a transcendent one. LEILA— Ah, lolanthe was a whole team, and, like the Alton Road, she was the only one in the crowd who carried a proper train. But, according to the laws of Fairydom, she committed an unpardonable sin. The fairy who marries a mortal must die. CEILA — But lolanthe is not dead. (Enter Fairy' Queen.) QUEEN — No, because your Queen, who loved her as much as a member of the State Legislature loves a railway pass, commuted her sentence to travel for life on other lines, and sooner than do it she confined herself in a pond. LEILA— And she is now working out her sentence in Iowa. QUEEN— Yes. I gave her the choice of States. I am sure I never A PARODY ON lOLANTHE. iiiti'iidcd that slie slioiild go and live under a culvert beneath the hank of an Iowa railway. LEILA — It must Ix! damp there, and her chest was always delicate. queen — Y es. An Iowa railway is hardly the place to send a delicate chest. Even an iron-hound trunk has no show on any other line than the Chicago & Alton. I do not understand why she went there. ALL — How terrible; but, O Queen, forgive her. QUEEN— I’ve half a mind to. LEILA— Make it half and half, and wholly do it. QUEEN— Well, it shall be as you wish. Arise, lolanthe. (loLANTiiE arises.) lOLANTIIE — Must I again reflect my grievous fault on QUEEN— Oh, no; we bring you back to bliss and Alton. And now tell me: with all the world to cltoose from, why on earth did you go to live at the bottom of that Iowa culvert ? lOLANTIIE— To be near my son, Strephon. QUEEN — Your son! I didn’t know you had a son. I hardly think you'd oughter, lolanthe. lOLANTIIE — He was born shortly after I left my husband at your royal command. I.EIL A— What is he ? lOLANTIIE— He is an Arcadian brakeman. He is one of those extremely pure young persons who have passed a competitive examination of intelli- gence before they can become anuthiiuj on the Alton Road. Ah, here he is. (Enter Strepuon.) STREPHON— Good morrow, good mother; I’m to be married to-morrow. lOLANTIIE — Then the Counselor has at last given his consent to your marriage with his beautiful ward, Phyllis. STREPHON— Alas! no. He is obdurate. He wants nothing less than a General Passenger Agent. QUEEN— But how to get round this difficulty with the Counselor. Should you like to be a General Passenger Agent? STREPHON — That would hardly do. You see, I am half human, half fairy. My body is of the Alton fairy kind, but my legs ai'C of another line, and would be likely to take me on the wrong track. QUEEN— Well, your fairyhood doesn’t seem to have interfered with your digestion. STREPHON — It is the curse of my existence. What’s the use of being half a fairy? My body can go through the air-brake pipe, but if my legs ever get between the couplers, I’m a goner. There is one advantage: by making myself invisible down to the waist, I have collected damages from one rffilway company several times, because they couldn’t lind the rest of ine after an accident. My legs, I suppose, will die some day, and then what will be the use of my bust ? I can’t satisfy Phyllis with half a husband. QUEEN— Don’t let your legs distract you. They shall be our peculiar care. The Alton does nothing by halves. So farewell, attractive stranger. [Exit all. ( Enter the entire corps of officers of all the railways west of Chicago, except the C. A A. They are accompanied by a band, in which the mstriiments are exclusively and appropriately made of brass. The blowers in this band are the employes of the railway officers.) OFFICERS— Loudly let the trumpet bray. Tan-tan-ta-ra, tan-tan-ta-ra! Proudly bang the sounding brasses, tzing, boom! As upon its lordly way this unicpie procession passes. Tan-tan-ta-ra, tan-tan-ta-ra! etc., Tzing, boom, tzing, boom! etc. Bow, bow, ye lower trav’ling masses. Bow, bow, ye folks who ask for passes; Blow the trumpets, bang the brasses. Tan-tan-ta-ra! Tzing, boom, etc., etc. (At conclusion, enter Counseloh.) COUNSELOR— The law is the true embodiment Of everything that’s excellent; It has no kind of fault or flaw. And I, for cash, expound the law; A constitutional lawyer I, For a great railway society; A very agreeable post for me. While my railway planks down its fee; A solid occupation for A money-making Counselor. CnOIlUS OF OFFICEIIS. COUNSELOR- And thoirgh the compliment implied Inflates me with legitimate pride. It nevertheless can’t be denied, I feel its inconvenient side; For she has lots of Alton stock, As good as gold, and firm as a rock. But there’d be the deuce to pay, O Lord, If I ]iatched up a match with my wealthy W'ard, Which rather gets up my dander, fov I’m such a susceptible counselor. A PARODY ON lOLANTHE. So if a flirector would marry my ward, He must come to me for my accord; 111 the Alton oftice I’ll sit all day, To hear what agreeable men may say; But Phyllis declares she’s not for he. She’s not for thou, and she’s not for thee. She won’t have you, and she won’t have ye. Because her mind is made up for A Chicago & Alton director. {Elite}- Lokd Beeseekew.) I/ORD B.— And now let us proceed to the business of the day. Few of us have done any business for many days. COUNSELOR— True. Let us proceed more rapidly than your trains. Phyllis, my ward, has so powerfully affected you that you have let all your railways go to eternal smash, and you have asked me to give her to which- ever one of you I may select. It would be idle for me to deny that I, too, have been woiiderfullj' attracted to this young woman. My atfection for her is rapidly undermining my constitution, just as it has undermined the con- stitutions of all j'our railways. But we shall hear what she has to say her- self, for here she conies. (Enter Phyllis.) RECITATIVE. My well-lov’ lord and guardian dear. You summoned me, and I am here. CHORUS OF GENERAL PASSENGER AGENTS. Oh, rapture! how beautiful. How gentle, how dutiful! (General Passenger Agents make a dumb appeal to Phyli.is.) SONG. PHYLLIS— I’m very much pain'd to refuse. My guardian you can’t lay the fault on. The only young man I would choose Must be from the Chicago & Alton. That road so eclipses the rest. Its men are so handsome and hearty. That I know where to turn for the best. When I want a particular party. (Enter Strephon, the brakernan; Phyllis rushes to him.) It must not, cannot be. Your suits my heart has riven; Yon jolly brakernan see. To him my heart is given. ALL THE G. P. A.’S— Jerusalem ! COUNSELOR— And who has dared to brave our high displeasure. And thus defy our definite command ? STREPHON— ’Tis I, young Strephon; mine, this rosy treasure; Against all lines I claim my darling’s hand. (E.vit all the G. P. A.'s in disgust, and ivith as 7nuch dignity as if they belonged to the Alton Road. Strephon and Counselor remain.) COUNSELOR — Now, sir, how dare you fall in love with my ward? STREPHON- Love knows no guardianship. We follow our inclinations. As I whirl along the Alton Road, all nature speaks of her love, and says “ Take her.” I read it on the face of the Sphinx Rock. William’s Canon thunders it forth, the Snowy Range melts in sympathy with our love, the Twin Lakes are one in wishing us joy, the Bowlder Falls leap with joy at our prospective union, and from Alton to Sante Fe every bird and bush and tree choruses our bliss; and can you say nay ? COUNSELOR— Duty before pleasure. I always keep my duty before my eyes. When I went to the Alton, a very young man, Said I to myself, said I, I’ll work on a new and original plan. Said 1 to myself, said I. I’ll never assume that a road is O. K., That it’s perfect, in fact, like the C. and the A., Till I’ve tried it my own and particular way. Said I to myself, said I. I’ll never throw dust in a passenger’s ej’cs. Said 1 to myself, said I, Recommending a road with buncombe and lies, Said I to myself, said I, Or pretend that some other roads of which we read Can equal the Alton for comfort and speed. Or supply all the luxuries travelers need. Said I to myself, said I. Ere I boast of the road, I will travel it through. Said I to myself, said I, And see that its officers do what they can do, Said I to myself, said I. So I went on the road from the first to the last, I traveled with pleasure so safe and so fast That I said, such a road can ne’er be surpass’d, Said I to myself, said I. A PARODY On all other roads by which men may go, Said 1 to myself, said 1, They're none of them safe, and they’re all of them slow, Said I to myself, said 1. The Chicago and Alton mnst still be A 1, For business, for pletisure, for health, or for fun. Or it never could have such a character won. Said I to myself, said 1. {This hcing rather a difflenU song to sliug,thc Counski, or, in reply to the deafening encore which he receives, tvill hand to each person in the audi- ence a copy of the Langtry Map, a hook of the Patience Parody, a copy of the Chicago News Letter, and a folder of the Alton Road. Exit Coun- selor, with a skip.) STKEPIION— It’s too bad to be taken from Phyllis just when she was my own. (Enter loLANTiiE.) lOLANTHE— What, my son in tears upon his wedding day! STKEPIION— The Counselor, who is Phyllis’s guardian, separates us for- ever. IOIjANTIIE— O h, if he only knew No matter. The Queen of our road and its fairies shall protect you. See, here they come. {Enter Fairies.) (Strepiion embraces Iolantiie, sobbing. Enter Phyllis. She sees Strepiion embrace his mother, and staHs violently.) KONG. STKEPIION— The little girl I love has caught me talking to another. ALL— Oh, fie! Strepiion is a rogue. STKEPIION — But, then, upon my honor, that other is my mother. CHORUS. Taradiddle, taradiddle, fol lol de lay. STKEPIION— She won’t believe my statement, and declares we mnst be parted. Although I’m just as true as an Alton train when started; And if she gets another hub, a brakeman, broken-hearted, I shall be, taradiddle dee, taradiddle dee. QUEEN- You cruel and heartless Counselor, to part them from each other; You’ve done him an injustice, for this lady is his mother. COUNSELOR— That yarn requires obesity, its thinness well to cover; I didn’t see her face, but he acted like her lover; lOLANTHE. *Vnd how could she, at seventeen, be an Alton brakeman’s mother ? To say she is his mother is a fib as big as many. Oh, fie! Strepiion is a rogue; lie’ll next declare the Alton’s not the best of any. Taradiddle, taradiddle dee. COUNSELOR— I wouldn't say of either what would be thought injurious. But to find a mother younger than her son is very curious. Just as ’twould be upon our road to drop an aught that’s spurious. Fol de ridle, fol de ridle, fol lol lay. {Tremulo music.) QUEEN— When next your convention does assemble, you may tremble. Our wrath when railroad heads offend us is tremendous. They must who underrate our calling “ cut rates appalling.” Take down our sentence as we speak it, and he shall wreak it. Henceforth, Strepiion, cast away your brakeman suit and brakeman pay; another racket you shall play. Of the beauteous Alton Line, favorite Western road of mine, you a G. P. A. shall be. Gentlemen, what do you think of he ? ALL — It should be him — QUEEN— I haven’t time To think of my grammar; it’s very good rhyme. And now take down my word and pleasure. Henceforth, your equal he shall be. Into your councils he shall come; in your debates he shall rule. Henceforth, it is the Alton Road you must imitate. ALL — Have mercy! QUEEN — From this time forth, you will have to run your trains on the same standard of excellence which marks the Alton. {Hands every one of them a time-table of the C. & A.) ALL— Spare us! QUEEN — You will be forced to employ none but civil officials. ALL — Have mercy! QLTEEN — The comfort of your passengers must be your primary consider- ation. {Very solemnly.) You will also be forced to run your trains according to your advertised time-table. ALL— (S/irlck)— Oh, spare us! spare us! QUEEN — And now depart. When next your council meets, Strc])hon will be one of you. {Slow 7nusic. O. P. A.'s bow to SniKinion. Business, etc. Curtain.) ACT II. ScKnK— Interior ()f the Chicago ; Ba & Qa Ra Ra Trains equipped with C., B. & Q. famous Dining Cars, Luxuriant Pullman 16-wheel Sleeping and Buffet Cars, Palace Smoking Cars with sofas and revolving chairs, and Parlor Cars with Horton’s reclining chairs, bestow on the Traveler from CHICAGO, PEORIA or ST. LOUIS, To points in the WEST, NORTHWEST or SOUTHWEST, comfort and pleasure that cannot be surpassed. It is tine only line running through trains between CHICAGO AND DENVER CHICAGO AND OMAHA, Every day in the year, connecting in Union Depots for SAN FRANCISCO, and points in Oregon, and on the Pacific Coast. It is the Shortest Line between Chicago and Kansas City, and makes direct connection with the A., T. & St. F. R. R. for the Qp MEXICO, The “Burlington Route” is the line selected by the And points in New Mexico, Southem California and the U. S. Gov’t to carry the FAST MAIL west from Chicago. ]VI©xican Repnblic. It is the Great Through Car Line of America and Finest Equipped Railroad in the World for all classes of traxel. REMEMBER THESE FACTS AND PURCHASE YOUR TICKETS VIA “BURLINGTON ROUTE.” T. J. POTTER, Vice-Frest. and GenT Mang’r, Cliicago. f^RCEVAL LOWELL, Gen’l Pass. Agent, Cliicago DeJicat^ - — r^fEMPL£^^ Lichograpaer,.? K. ' ^ z dr L RIP vsn UJinKLG'5 DRGSm. Dedicated to the Michigan Central Raiiroaa — The Niagara Falls Route, — ^ ACT ONE. The scene is laid in the quiet little village of Sleepy Hollow, in the good State of Michigan. TTe first act is laid in the village square. Right: The saloon of Nick Vedder. Left: The village well, rustic seats. Back: The country road, and view of a flat, uncultivated, bar- ren country. The day is a village fete. As curtain rises the peasants are gathered round the tables, which are to be seen outside Nick Vedder’s place. Peter and Katrina on stage. CHORUS ; Then let’s be gay Upon this day, 'I'hank heaven for its bounty, And fill the glass To ev’ry lass And laddie in the county. PETER. {The Burgomeister sings.) On this solemnity right royal. Where is that vagabond disloyal } Where’s Rip Van Winkle, eh t Don’t know ! Can’t any of you say Don’t know ! Ah, well ! sing on; for this he shall pay. K.ATRINA. Here comes Gretchen, Herr Bergomeister, maybe she can tell you where her wandering Rip is to be found. {Enter Gretchen. She goes to Burgomeister . ) GRETCHEN. Mynherr, I beg you don’t be hard on my hus- band. For my sake, Rip wanders o’er hill and brake, weary, night and day; and if he’s not here to join you in your festivity, rely upon it that his reasons are good. PETER. Tut! tut! Gretchen, you are over-patient with the loot. Shame on him for a lazy good-for-nothing bag of bricks. He’s no credit to the village. (Gretchen and Katrina both come near Peter, one each side of him, and pat him on the chin . ) GRETCHEN. Come, come, Burgomeister, don’t be hard. You know everybody loves you and your heart is bigger than the village clock. Come, forgive poor Rip, and make us all happy. {They both pat his cheek.) EIP VAN WINKLE'S DREAM. PETER. Well, well ! Who ever heard of one man talking down two women.? Be it as yon will. Hullo ! what’s that.? VEDDER. {Coming out of his house.) Soldiers coming up the v-alley. Whatever can they want .? PETPiR. Never mind what they want; it can’t concern us; so don’t let them disturb our holiday. / CHORUS ; Then let’s be gay Upon this day, Thank heaven for its bounty. And fill the glass To ev’ry lass And laddie in the county. {Enter Soldiers. Captain orders them to break off, which they do after stacking their arms on the little plot of grass adioining Vedder’s house; then exit. Katrina approaching CAPfAiN.) KATRINA. Tell me. Captain, what brings you here .? Surely not some new trouble with Rip .? CAPTAIN. Not a bit of it, my fair Katrina; only a little recruit- ing business, that is all. But I thank the lucky star which cast my lot on such an expedition. KATRINik. Why so.? Sleepy Hollow is a dull enough place to come to. CAPTAIN. To some people it may be; but to me Sleepy Hollow is the embodiment of all that is sweet and lovely in life. The sun seems to shine brighter here than on any spot on earth. KATRINA. Why so .? CAPTAIN. Because here I find the girl I love. Yes, the girl I love more than my tongue can tell. {Exit of Peasants. Katrina and Captain off together in a loving way. As soon as they are off Rip’s voice is heard singing outside . ) RIP. {Outside.) A day vas homing ven I’ll gaily sing, Tra la la la, tra la la la. Her day vas homing — yaw, vas on de ving, Tra la la la, tra la la la. {Enter Rip, laughing; looks round as if in search of some one.) RIP. Ah, Rip, you vas a bad kase, ole fellow— a purty bad kase. Vat in tunder vill mein vife say, und der Burgomeister. {Laughs and slaps his knee.) By Shimini, now I shtarted for de voods dis mornin’ oud, to fill mein bag mit game, und I shoost meet a fellow mit von eye, und he asked me to take von nip mit him. I couldn’t refuse to trink mit him, und den I took anoder glass, und den I took so much as ein dootzen oder glasses, und he drink so more as I. Den he got aus gespielt, und I rolled him in a ditch to shleep a leedle, for his von eye got so crooked he nefer could of seen his vay home shtraight. Den I goes to de voods, but nefer a bird could I shoots. But I shtops now. I’ve shvore off. {ErJer Vedder from the inn, sees Rip and fills a glass.) If anybody asks me to trink now, Til say to dem (\ edder comes down and offers glass to Rip; Rip smiles, hesitates, then holds out his hand and lakes the glass). I’ll say to dem — veil, heies youi gool health, und your family's goot health, und eferybody s goot health; und may you all live long und brosber. VPIDDER. Why, Rip, I thought you said you had sworn off? RIP. So I hafe; so I hafe; but it doan’t kownt ven I trinks on peezness. (Vedder holds out his hand for money.) Oh, I vill make dot all right ; shoost mark it on de vail. VEDDER. {Laughing and shaking his head.) The vail, as you call it, Rip, is getting pretty heavy. Look at the slate. But where RIP VAN WINKLE’S DREAM. have you been all day ? We were afraid some of the goblins of the forest had made you captive. RIP. Nein, I nefer sees no ghost, though I’ve had a long okwaint- ance mit dose shpeerits. Ha, ha ! VEDDER. But, Rip, where have you been ? RIP. Oh, I’ve been bus)'. I vas up in de voods a shooten. VEDDER. That’s what you always say; but I never see any evidences of your skill. But come. Rip, sit down and take a pipe and a glass, and make yourself comfortable. RIP. Nein, nein; I’ve shvore off. VEDDER. Well, take one drink on business. RIP. No, I von’t touch him. VEDDER. Well, I’ll have to go it alone. {Si/s dow?t and drinks.) RIP. Dere is a drinks ! Dere is a drinks ! I hafe conquered temptation at lasht ! Bravo mein shvore off; bravo resolution ! You shall hafe shoost von glass for dot. {Goes io table; Vedder laughs and gives him a cup of wine.) Veil, here’s your goot health, und )Our fam- ily’s goot health, und eferybody’s good health, und may you all live long und brosber. {Drinks.) {Enter Gretchen. She sees him. Rip tries to hide hi\ act, and rushes forward to embrace her, and while doing so, flings the empty cup behind her back to Nick Vedder. \ edder catches it.) GRETCHEN. Fie, fie. Rip !' Drinking again.? I thought you had promised to give it up. Get thee to a brewery. RIP. Ivill; vichvas de nearest vay.? But dere, kleine frau, I hafe shvore off: I only trinks on peezness now. GRETCHEN. Yes, Rip; it’s all very well; but think what is to become of us. RIP. Become of us.? Vy, let dose dhroobles of to-day take care mit demselves. To-morrow vill do der same. GRETCHEN. Yes; but think. Rip, the money we have to pay Derrick Van Slous to clear our title to the farm is due to-day, and that is trouble enough. How are we to pay it .? You know Derrick is a hard man. What shall we do .? RIP. {Laughing.) Do.? Vy, I’ll shoost make him poot it on de shlate. Ah, vee’ll be all right, leedle frau. I’ll make you der finest lady in der land yet. Vat do you say to a fine palace, und carriages, und horses, und siliks, und dresses, eh .? GRETCHEN. Ah, I’m afraid. Rip, that day will never come. RIP. Nefer you mind, Gretchen; dot day vill come. I hafe somedings vat shpeaks to me, und dells me dot a day ish near by dot vill shange for us all. Somedings dells me dot brosberity vill kome to us somevays, und py some mysterious tricks of man s inshinooidy. GRETCHEN. Ah, Rip, and what do you think I care for all that, if I can only live peaceful in the shelter of your love.? RIP. Veil, leedle vooman, dot you can do now. {Exit Rip and Gretchen together, and enter Captain and Katrina from back, arm-in-arm.) CAPTAIN. And so you love me. Then you see I was right m saying that this nestling Michigan village was the loveliest spot on earth for me. {They clasp hands. ) {Enter Knickerbocker, who starts with anger . Captain sees him and goes up stage.) KNICKERBOCKER. {To Katrina.) Ah, so I find you at last, eh .? Galivanting, as usual, with that soldier chap, eh .? Is that the way you keep your troth with me .? RIP I 'A A' lUAA'AA S DREaAI. (Katkina afid Knickekbocker corns down stage.) KATRINA. You silly man ! Why can’t I meet the friends I esteem, if it suits me, vvithout exciting your jealousy.? KNICKEKBOCKER. Yes; but since you are betrothed to me, I can't see why you should not give me a little more of your com- pany, and a little less to those you say you esteem so much. If I only knew for certain that you loved me. KATRINA. {Standing before him, and speaking over his shoulder to the Captain, who remains in the background.) I do; I love you better than my own life; better than any one or any thing that lives and breathes. (Knickerbocker A in ecstasy, and turns to embrace her. She passes swiftly by him and accepts the arm which the Captain offas her. They exit together left, and Knickerbocker goes off running right, expressing his anger and disgust . ) {Enter Rip, with little Menie on his shoulder. He comes in humming a song, carries Menie to a table and deposits her on it, pretending to be Vtry much fatigued.) RIP. {Wiping his brow.) Oh my, how hpavy you vas ! Your poor old fader can't earn.- sooch a load. (Menie has a doll in her hand, which she holds upside down; Rip sees it.) Hullo ! vat vag dot? My ! vat you do holding your dolly dot vay ? Doan’t you see das blood ish homing in two blaces on its face? You’ll give it a headache, und doan't I know dot ain’t no good ? MENIE. Dolly doesn’t feel, papa. It’s used to headaches. RIP. So am I, meine liebe; but dey hurt shoost de same. But vat’s dis I hear about your blaying mit all dose leedle poys on de village ? Doan’t you know dot a shentleman’s daughter doan’t talk to efery poy she meets. MENIE. {Hangs her head.) I only play about, papa. RIP. But I doan’t vant you to blay aboud, mein leedle shveet. Now I dells you vat I do. You know Schneider, mein pig doag; veil, I shoost gif you in sharge of Schneider, und I’ll make him frighten all dose leedle poys avay. MENIE. Then I think I won’t have Schneider; besides, it doesn't matter. {Tosses her head.) I’m engaged. RIP. Vat you say? MENIPk I’m engaged. RIP. Oh, oh ! You vas engaged, eh ? Und who might you vas engaged to, eh ? IMENIPk To Hans Van Slous. See, here he comes. {She jumps off the table and runs to meet him. They embrace. Rip looks dumbfounded. ) HANS. {Patting Rip on the shoulder.) Hullo, Rip, old boy, how are you ? RIP. None the better for having you bunch me, yungster; but vat’s dis I hear aboud you und Menie? HANS. Why, we’re engaged. RIP. Oh, you vas engaged, vas you ? Veil, dot’s a purty good dings to shtart mit; but since dot's so, und you are to be my fader-in- law, I vish you to ask me vat you intend to do for a living? Going to be a lawyer, like your unkel, eh ? HANS. Not I. I hate the law, and I wouldn't be a lawyer for anything. RIP. {Pleased, takes his hands.) Dot’s right, mein poy: I likes to hear you talk oud dot vay. {Shake.) But if you doant vas a lawyer, vat den ? MENIE. Oh, he’s'going to be a sailor in the navy. RIP VAN IV/NA'LR’S DREAM. HANS. {With pride.') Yes; I’m going to be a bold pirate, and rob people. RIP. Oh, veil, you shoost might so veil shtop to home und be a lawyer. But kome here, leedle vons, und hear vot I say. SFXOND VERSE. RIP. Before we ring the marriage bell, How know you not you’ll change as well ? MEN IE. The world may change, but I’ll stay fast. HANS. I’ll love her to the very last. RIP. Your childish love is pure and holy; But think of others you may meet. MENIE. You’ll see I’ll love my Hanschen solely. HANS. I’ll ever love my Menie sweet. RIP. But still the world is ever changing — New ties you’ll surely some day form. MENIE. There’s none like Hans o’er this earth ranging. HANS. I’ll cling to her through peace and stoim RIP. But when the cares of old age come HANS. My love for Menie will be strong. RIP. And should the days of trouble come ? MENIE. HANS & 1 MENIE \ I’ll help my darling Hans along. We’ll be happy as man and wife. RIP. They’ll be happy as man and wife. MENIE. And we’ll seek together Lilies by the lake. Berries in the heather. Fireflies in the brake. ALL. RIP. :\IKNIE& j HANS. [ RIP. MEN IK. HANS. RIP. CHORUS ; Yes, we’ll seek together Lilies by the lake, Berries in the heather, Eireflies in the brake. Berries in the heather, Eireflies in the brake, Berries in the heather. Fireflies in the brake. The world, my darling, is ever on the change; Once I a little child like you did play; The lovely woods that now within my vision range. In time to come will pass away. The limbs of those now olden, Tender as yours one day; These locks of mine, so golden, Will soon be streaked with ;;r y. But though youth may perish, And flowers decay, Still your love, dear ones, cherish — For love is young for aye ! We ll love each other for aye and for ave ! THIRD VERSE. In days to come, remember well The words of prophecy I tell. Indeed we will, and cherish true. And ever think with love of you. Yon village hedge, yon mighty mountain. RIP J:LV IVAY/vLR'S DREAM. MENIE & I HANS. ( RIP. {Laughin MENIE. ALL. RIP. The weary steed, the heavy coach, Like si)arkles from a summer fountain Will vanish as the times approach. And in their place how changed its seeming, Some wondrous hidden power rise. Alaybe these things will travel steaming — Shooting like lightning in the skies. And methinks that future nations, Telling how these things began. Will point with pride to steam road stations. And say they came from Michigan. We’ll still be happy, man and wife. g.) They’ll still be happy, man and wife. And we’ll seek together, Lilies by the lake. Berries on the heather. Fireflies on the brake. And we’ll seek together, Lilies by the lake, Berries on the heather. Fireflies on the brake. Berries on the heather. Fireflies on the brake, Berries on the heather. Fireflies on the brake. Dear ones, still lend an ear to Rip Van Winkle; E’en as these things must surely be, So will the roll of time your faces wrinkle; That day, alas ! I may not live to see ! These little heads now golden, These little limbs so firm. Silvered, shriveled and olden. Will join old age infirm. But though youth may perish, And fair locks decay, Still my prophecy cherish — That steam will rule the day. MENTE& I cherish that thought and for aye. HANS. ) RIP. Und so you remember all I say. Dose dings I told are trudths, though dey kome vrom der mouth of a vanderer. De shange vich nature prings in all dings vill kome to you. Guard veil your love, if you hafe it; it ish too breshus a dings to lose. I tinks I see pefore me now dot vonderful shanges of de future. Somedings knocks at mein head, und a vision of vat ish homing floads pefore mein eyes. Dis beaceful village seems a busy town. Dose green but uncultivated fields teeming mit harvest treasure. De beggars in de sdhreet grow rich. De faces dot are binched mit boverty glow now mit happiness und komfort. Der old shtage goach mit its burden of weary travelers, vanishes like a sommer klowd, und in its blace a mighty moving, shteaming dings, flying dhroo de air as if brobelled by magic. Mein lovely Michigan ! Lovely pekase it vas shoost like^ a leedle simple schild and full of goot dings. Vat vill you be like ven de vorld sees you as I see you now, bursting mit health, wealth und brosberity oud MENIE. And all this, papa, you can see RIP. Yaw; I see, but I doan’tsee; but still it's to kome. Some- dings dells me of dcse dings. Somedings dells me of a power to be RIP PAJV WINKLE’S DREAM. that vill shange der apj)earance ot earthly affairs, und I feels dat you und I shall some day see it. Remember vat I say. MENIE. We will, papa. I IANS. We will. But here comes uncle, and doesn’t he just look mad } {^Enkr Derrick, ivho goes straight to Hans and tears him away from Alice.) DERRICK. Go home, you young rascal ! {Exit crying.) RIP. Veil, dot's a purty vay to be going on. I shoost like to know vat der poy has been a doing now.? DERRICK. I don’t wish him to be associating with the child of a vagabond; and I shall chastise him every time I catch him doing so. RIP. Veil, dot's so; dat vas a fact. I am a vagabond; but danke himmel I vas nefer a lawyer. DERRICK. Enough of this nonsense. Rip Van Winkle, as you are aware, the amount of money which you owe me to complete your title to the farm falls due to-day. Here in my hand I hold the papers. Now unless you are prepared to settle at once {aside), I know he is not {aloud), out you go. So the least said about the mat- ter the better. RIP. {I^aughing.) Ish dot so .? Und ish all dot baber aboud it.? DERRICK. It is. RIP. Let me see. {Takes the document and holds it upside doivn.) Und ish all dis writing aboud me.? (Derrick ) Veil, I didn’t know pefore dot I vas of so much importance. Und dot baber ish mein title to de farm, eh .? (Derrick woffj. ) Und if I doan’t pay dose twenty pounds I’m aus gespielt, eh .? (Derrick nods again.) Then I guess I'll shoost pay dot money and keep der baber. {He puts the document in his pocket and then begins to fumble for his purse, which he then pulls out of his pocket.) DERRICK. {Aside.) Perdition ! If he pays the money my chances of ever getting the land back are gone forever. (Rip turns out the money and begins counting it. To Rip. ) Oh, well, that’s all right. Rip, I was only joking; you needn’t pay the money now, if it isn’t convenient. Just give me the deed, and let it stand until it suits }Ou better. RIP. {Pushing the money ewer.) Dot’s all right. You vas very kind; but I tinks I know shoost vat I know. Dere vas your money. Guten tag. {He shoulders Alice and goes off singing “ A Day is Com-, ing whin I’ll Gaik Sing,” etc. Derrick remains in thought a moment, then sluugs his shoulders.) DERRICK. Well, perhaps it is just as well. I’ve got my twenty pounds, and if I had ousted him from his farm everybody in the vil- lage would have been down on me. I’ll have a bottle on the strength of it. {Calls out.) Nick ! {Enter Nick Vedder.) A bottle of your goo I Burgundy, and have a glass with me. VEDDER. At my own expense .? DERRICK. No, at mine. (Vedder goes for the win'.) He seems surprised. It’s true, I don't often break out that way; but here is my chance to pass off some of that false money and swear Rip gave it to me. {Enter Vedder with wine.) VEDDER. You don’t, for a fact; but it's a funny world. {They drink . ) DERRICK. {Throwing down a gold piece.) Well, that’s the way it goes with me. VEDDER. {Picking up the gold piece and looking at it.) Does it.? Well, this don’t go with me, or a hundred like them. DERRICK. {Snatching the money.) Why not .? {Looks at it.) Bad, by jingo — and I got it from Rip. {Looks at the money in the RIP VAN WINKLE’S DREAM. /Mg.) All had. At last revenge is mine. I’ll be even with Rip for this. 'I'he soldiers are here, and if 1 tion’t have him swinging by the neck for passing false coins, my name isn’t Derrick. Here, take this. (Paving out of his po.kd.) I'll be revenged ! I’ll be revenged ! (Exit, hastily.) (Enter Villagers Gretchen. Villagers singing). CHORUS : Then let’s be gay Upon this day, Thank heaven for its bounty, And fill the glass To ev’ry lass And laddie in the county. (Enter Rip, with gun and game-hag on shoulder.) RIP. Veil, girls und poys. Pm off in the voods. CRUTCH EN. Oh, Rip, not now; think of our troubles. RIP. Our dhroobles, leedle von, are ofer. I’ve paid V’’on Slous, und here’s der baber. Veu I kome back I’ll roam no more. VEDDER. (Conies in, running.) Rip! Rip! what have you been doing, you vagabond ! The money you paid to Van Slous just now' he says is spurious, and he has gone to fetch the soldiers to place you under arrest ! See 1 here he comes. RIP. He vas a liar; but de soldiers are too many — I’m off! (Enter Derrick, endeavoring to be bland and indiffirent.) DERRICK. (I'o Rip.) Ah! off so soon again Leaving your charming wife I That’s hardly right. But still you are an honest fel- low to pay your just debts, so I suppose we must humor you. But before you go, tell me how you got the gold } RIP. You vant to know t DERRICK. I do. RIP. Veil, I doan’t can remember. DERRICK. (Losing control of himself) Ah ! you don’t, eh t Well, we’ll soon try and force you to recollect. Vagabond! thief! scoundrel ! (Rip goes as if to strike him.) GRETCHEN. The soldiers are coming. Rip 1 Oh, fly, Rip, fly 1 RIP. (To Gretchen.) Meine liebe, good-by. I’ll go vere dey cannot find me. See, de old shtage goach vas homing up der hill now. Nicklaus is mein frent, and Ellshoost go mit him to de pine voods, vere no von vill molest me. (Afi? Gretche.v, then runs up back. At that moment the stage coach passes. Rip jumps on. W//Ar Sol- diers ; they level their guns at the coach. Gretchen rushes in front of them. Katrina makes an appealing motion to Captain, who, in response to her supplication, knocks up the barrels of the guns. Villagers wave their handkerchiefs to Rip as he drives. Gretchen kisses her hand. Picture and Curtain.) END OF ACT ONE. ACT TWO. dlie last of the First Act repeated in the Forest; but the scene is entirely changed. Rip is still reclining on the ground, in the same attitude, but the distance shows a richly cultivated country. The fields are laden with the new harvest. Where formerly woods, weeds and straggling villages were seen, now' stand grain-fields, prosperous town- lets and busy factories. Down the former highway which led to the old stage coach hut, which served as a sort of station for travelers, is now a macadamized road, and in place of the hut a palatial building, alongside of which run the bright steel rails of a prosperous railway. The building bears the name of the Michigan Central Railroad. Everything surrounding it denotes happiness and prosperity. Rip’s TUP i:ly jvlyaup’s dp pa. it. liair is gray, his beard long, his gun rusty, and his clothes ragged. RIP. {Speaking in his sleep.) Gretchen ! Gretchen ! mein kind, goot vife Gretchen ! I'm homing, love ! Shoost vait till I get at dot vaga- bond, Derrick. He shan’t dake ourleedle home avay — not while I’m ahoud. {Wakes, with emotion.) Eh! by Shimini ! Vatisdis.? Vat am I doing here } Vere am I .i* In de voods, by Shimini ! Shoost von’t my rib pay me oud for dis, though— shleeping oud all night in de cold ! {Pises.) Ho ! how shtiff mein back und mein joints vas ! Oh I mein neck ! {Puts his hand to his neck.) Oh, mein knee ! Oh, mein back I Somebody’s been pounding me, or else I’ve got dose rheu- matics. But vat am I doing here t Ach ! now I remember. It's all on account of dot Derrick. I took de shtage vrom Shleepy Hollow lasht night, und after nearly breaking mein neck over a nasty road for four hours und a hafe, I kome in here. Ah, but I gave dose soldiers the shlip ! Vere ’s mein gun.? {Looks round.) I left it here. {Fmds a rusty barrel.) Veil, I nefer ! Some thieves vas here in the night und carried off mein fine new gun und left dis ding in its blace. Vot will mein darling vife say to this .? Well, I guess I’ll go down de road now, und dake dergoach back to Shleepy Hollow. I hate de journey, it dakes so long, und it nearly breaks efery bone in mein body ; but dere’s no blace like home; so here goes — red-goats or no red-goats. {Exit . ) 7 he scene changes to a splendid depot on the Michigan Central Railroad, wdiich now stands on the site of the old hut w’hich once served as a resting-place for the weary stage-coach travelers. The station is a handsome building of modern style. On the walls hang elaborately printed time cards, setting forth the many and undoubted advantages which are to be gained by making use of the facilities offered by the Michigan Central Railroad. One card tells of five splendid trains which run daily each way between Chicago and Detroit. Another card describes the four splendid e.xpress trains running daily each way between Chicago, Detroit, Niagara Falls and Buffalo. Still another speaks of the fast New York Express; and still another, of the Atlantic Exjrress, which makes four hours quicker time to New York than any competing line. In one corner hangs a masterpiece in oil, representing a view of Niagara Falls with the line of the Michigan Central Railroad in sight. In another corner a handsome picture representing the interior of one of the five new dining palaces which this enterprising line has just added to its already magnificent system. In a neat ticket office sits a benevolent gentleman with gray hair, and a heart as big as a barn door. He is assisted in his j)hilanthropic occupation of selling tickets on the Michigan Central Railroad by a young man who, if Destiny had not thrown him in the railroad busi- ness, would have been a Professor of Theology. Walking up and down the newly-scrubbed and bright-looking platform are two or three well- dressed, intelligent gentlemen in buttons. They are the guardian spirits of the depot. Their special mission in life is to see that every- body who takes the Michigan Central Railroad at their station is made comfortable and happy. They watch with a fatherly eye over old ladies and their baggage, and it is safe to say that they haven’t a single grand thought in life which is not blended with the Michigan Central Railroad. The double steel track, which winds its way far out in the adjoining country, is as bright as if it had just been polished by a thousand busy hands. The telegraph wires, whirring with the wind, seem to give out a sweet song of joy. Everything surrounding the station has the look of gladness and prosperity. Here a thundering factory, alive with the hum of its huge machinery and happy voices. There a foundry, and again the signs of human industry and prosperity everywhere. In the background a thriving city. Far out in the country cultivated fields laden with gath- RIP J'AA^ W/AWZR’S DREAM. ered grain, substantial farm-houses and contented men. And above it all, towering on the top of the depot building like the beacon light of Freedom, a banner with the magic words — The Michigan Central Railroad. {Enter Rip, tottering, assisting himself with the rusty barrel.') RIP. Vat can all dis mean Am I shdill dreaming.^ Ven I vent to shleep in de voods lasht night deold goach-house shtood here; but it’s here no more. Dis palace is new to me. {Sees card on the wall describing the Atlantic Express of the Alichigan Central Railroad to New York and Boston.) Hullo ! vas ishdis.? Vat ish the Michigan Cen- tral Railroad.^ nefer heard of dot pefore ; und New Yorick — vat blace is dot t Nefer heard of New Yorick. Dear me ! how mein bones do ache ! I vish de shtage-goach would kome along, und shtart me off to m\' dear leedle vife. one of the amiable attendants in brass but- tons coming.) Ah, here komes some fellow mit brass buttons all over his goat. He ain’t von of dem red-goats, so I vas not afraid of him. I’ll ask him. (7’o Agent.) Say, my frent, ven does der next goach go b }- } AGENT. {Politely.) There are no stage-coaches running in this part of the country now, sir. RIP. {Aside.) Sir! Ain't he shoost bolite ! (T’o Agent.) Ach, you’re shoaking mit me. I kome here by der old shtage-goach lasht night mit Hans Nicklaus, de driver. AGENT. {Politely.) I assure you, sir, there are no stage-coaches in this part of the country. Where do you want to go to t RIP. Veil, I vant to go to Shleepy Hollow. AGENT. Oh, you mean Detroit, twenty miles from here, down the line. They used to call it Sleepy Hollow twenty years ago, before the Michigan Central Railroad was built. The name of the place has been changed with its character. We don’t run the Michi- gan Central for nothing. Next train will be along in fifteen minutes. Good day, sir. RIP. {Rubbing his eyes.) I moost be dreaming. No goach — no Shleepy Hollow ! Railroad dhrains ! Oh, he’s shoaking mit me. another Agent coming. ) Ah, here’s anoder officier. I’ll shoost ask him. {Stops Agent No. 2.) Can you toald me, Herr Officier, ven de next goach goes to Shleepy Hollow.? AGENT. {In surprise.) Coach ! Sleepy Hollow ! Why, my dear man, there’s no coach, and we don’t call it Sleepy Hollow. The next train will be along in fifteen minutes, and if you have any inten- tion of taking it, you had better hurry up and get a ticket. RIP. {Shaking his head.) Dey moost all be mad. But berhaps you vill toald me shoost vat a dhrain vas .? AGENT. {Laughing.) A train! Well, I suppose it is best de- scribed on this road as a number of palaces on wheels, drawn by a mighty and magnificent monster, known as an engine. The engine is propelled by steam. RIP. Engine! Shteam ! Veil, bless mein eyes ! I vas telling leedle Hans and leedle Menie last night, dot some day shteam vood do von- derful dings. But all dis seems so shtrange to me, I don’t know vat I tinks of it. {Bell rings, announcing the approach of a train, and suddenly the depot assumes a bustling apjearance. Handsome and stylishly dressed ladies assemble on the platform; neatly attired and evidently well-to- do merchants join the crowd. Rip xcatches it all with a wondering gaze. ) Mein gracious ! but shoost ain’t it funny {I.ooking at the tall silk hats.) Vat kind of a dings ish dot they’ve got on der heads ! {The whistle of the approaching engine is heard; then a magnificent train, composed of a couple of baggage cars, a smoker, a dining car, two day coaches, a parlor car and half a dozen sleepers comes thundering into the depot.) AGENT. All aboard for the East ! (Rip stares, with his mouth RIP VAy W/yA'LFS DREAM. and eyes open. To Rip.) Now, then, sir, if you are going to De- troit. All aboard. Hurry up; we have no time to lose. (Rip climbs the step of the car in a half dazed manner. The bell rings, the whistle sounds, and this xvonderful result of the genius of mankind and the progress of civilization pulls out of the station. Rip raises his hands as he takes in the surroundings.) RIP. V^at a shange in a single night ! The next scene takes place on board the train; Rip is seated in one of the splendid palace cars for which the Michigan Central Rail- road is so famous. An obsequious colored gentleman, in a gorgeous uniform, stands ready to obey his slightest request, but to him he gives but a passing glance. His wonderment at the magnificent panorama which seems to fly past him at lightning speed is shown in the ex- jiression of his face. He recognizes from time to time familiar spots, but changed as all else around him. Everything betokens a new, a mighty, and a prosperous era; the hum of the car wheels fly- ing over the track seems to jog his memory on an old familiar song, and after awhile he breaks into the following song, to the air ot “ Oh, Where’s My Girl OH, HERE’S THE LIFE OF WHICH I’M FOND. ^ Kip. «-3i5-pp— I ±i*z ET^=- 5^ Allegretto grazUmo. ^ ^ - •T' ^ __ Oh, here’s the life... of which I’m fond, . . A c >- =]=q^^=t :»=S=zit ClP- -“=■— ppp— -=F- i :4~g.T T :z;= — ^ — L - ■ p:: _^*P-__^P-_ -^ z:p=^-ijVpzH-5= :«: 8 Pis Fed. P-p=c=-^ j y — P- :p;. ./w. Lib. Feel, ^ — * ~\ — =S a ]iiacere. =t=: ward rusli-ing, so swift and fleet - iiig, This steel-bound road, this i - ron steed ; j>in. -^=P= ;|z:=r 3 =--^ -S(- :i|=z.-— tLci: 5 f: ir.=ir=-*=*z^~z~ b»^z3:^-zirp^ My wits do shake — my brain goes m — m P colla parte. pill pp -H — — It— £ 2 - ii: dirn. ^:=P=»: ? — — ~ f :S I thought I knew just what I know. * P==f=p“-t=t=Er^==zi|=-f5r£4 The day has come, and now I’ll gai - ly sing r j — ^-- 1 r :lf?=:zii=3=zE rfgil? z^ tz -tzz dim. 1' -^- S' -m- n ::ts Fed. f §= 5 ^- :si_p_j-_ri:| — — r =t: __J- =sr ~P» -<^- Tra la la la, la la la la ; The da y has come, and I’m on the wing, Tra la la la, la la ia la . . .-I ;igfEa^-:i=ii=i=f: qzzqzpt^ W -J — 3 _=S: i :=|; -M- :t: P 5 «- l 2 ^. lEei / : 5 ^: L* — -j EL Tit. pi Fed, ^ 3 ^ :^z :t: RIP VAX SECOND VERSE. But yesterday I passed this way, 'I'his road was naught but pasture green, Where liamlets were, 1 see to-day 'I'lie busy hum of worlds ne’er seen. Where once ran the peaceful village stream Now roars the busy clanking mill; 'I'he people who once did naught but dream Are bright with life — no longer still. My wits do shake, this train goes so, I thouglit I knew just what I know’. The day has come, and now I'll gaily sing Tra la la la, la la la la, The day has come, and I am on the wing, Tra la la la, la la la la. THIRD VERSE. I wonder how' these things began, This w’ond’rous change, this steam-road train; I know Tm still in Mich-i-gan, But yet these marvels turn my brain. I'hey call the Michigan Central Road This steaming, magic, flying thing, Laden w'ith a hajrpy living load, With eyes that dance and hearts that sing. My wits do shake, this train goes so, I thought I knew just what I know. A day has come, and now I’ll gaily sing Tra la la la, la la la la, 'I'he day has come, and I am on the wing, Tra la lada, la la la la. HE’S DREAM. FOURTH VERSE. If in a night this thing is seen, 'I’hese cities grown, this marv’lous change. What does the world not owe to steam. That conquers all within its range } '1 he IMichigan Central is a boon To man and beast, aye ! all in sight. But w’ho thought it could be done so soon — This birth of all things in a night .? My head does swim, the train goes so, I thought I knew just w’hat I know. 'I’he day has come, and now I’ll gaily sing Tra la la la, la la la la, The day has come, and I am on the wing, Tra la la la, la la la la. [Ai close of song, enteral door of the car. Conductor, who approaches Rip.) CONDUCTOR. Ticket, please, sir. RIP. Ticket 1 Vat you mean } CONDUCTOR. I mean what I say, sir. Where are you going.? RIP. Veil, they toald me to get on dis dhrain, as dey call it, und it vood take me to Shleepy Hollow; und so I got on. CONDUCTOR. {Laughing.) Sleepy Hollow 1 It’s Detroit you mean. We ll be there in five minutes. But kindly give me your ticket. RIP. Ticket 1 Vat for .? CONDUCTOR. The ticket you received in exchange for the money which entitles you to ride on this train. RIP. I baid no money. You moosi be shoaking mit me. CONDUCTOR. Then you will have to pay me. RIP VAN W/NRLE’S DREAM. RIP. Oh, poot it on de shlade. CONDUCTOR. Put it on the slate .? What do you mean We l)Ut nothing on the slate now-a-days. I thought that expression had died out with the income of civilization. RIP. What ! Doan’t you know me ? Doan’t you know Rip Van Winkle.? CONDUCTOR. Well, I certainly have heard of Rip Van Winkle. He is one of the popular traditions of this part of the country, but he has been dead these twenty years. But here’s Detroit, and as you don’t seem to have any money, I suppose it’s no use arguing any more about it. {Here, wUh a shriek of Us great whistle, the iron steed and its glorious load pulls up in the depot of the prosperous city of Detroit.) The scene changes to the city of Detroit. Here are seen again the miraculous changes which are noticeable in other parts of the country through which Rip had just come, and through which runs the track of the ^Michigan Central Railroad. From a sleepy, cosy little country village. Sleepy Hollow has developed into a thriving, bustling, busy town, now known as Detroit. On one side may be seen the hand- some buildings of the Michigan Central Railroad. In the distance a fine building, which declares itself as the Town Hall. Well paved streets, prosperous and tastefully fitted stores, fine hotels and any number of handsome public buildings. The present scene is laid on the public square, where the first act is supposed to have taken place. Where stood the little country inn of Nick Vedder, now stands an imposing building, but still bearing the same name. Citizens, with every appearance of prosperity, are on the stage as the curtain goes up. {Enter Knickerbocker, no longer a country Lumpkin, hut ncnx) a p>ortly, well fed gentleman, dressed in the latest style of Prince Albert coat and silk hat . ) KNICKERBOCKER. Thank heaven I made that flying trip to New York, and that the never-failing Michigan Central line brought me back in safety last night. Another day, and I should have been too late for the election. But it isn’t quite sure yet. Derrick Van Slous may beat me, but I doubt it. If he does it will be by reason of some of his tarnation tricks. {Enter Katrina and other- women, dressed as ladies of quality.) KATRINA. Well, spouse, and how goes the election? Are we to be the winning party ? KNICKERBOCKER. We! Well, I like that. I hope you under- stand that when / am a member of Congress there will be no petticoat government for me. {Enter Menie Van Winkle, dressed in the very height of fashion.) MENIE. {Running to Katrina.) Oh, Katrina, I am so glad I have found you. Look at this letter I have just received. It is from Hans. I know his dear handwriting; but my heart misgives me, and I dare not break the seal. KATRINA. Come, let us see what Hans says. It is now nearly two years since he went away, poor boy. I shall be glad to hear of his good tidings. KNICKERBOCKER. Yes, by all means let us know. MENIE. {Tremblingly tears the letter open and reads.) My Darling Menie. {She blushes.) KNICKERBOCKER. Oh, there’s no use blushing about it, Menie; you are his dearest Menie; we all know that, and so do you. MENIE {Reads.) Almost by the time this reaches you I shall be RTP VAN WINKLE’S DREAM. with you. I sail for America by the next mail steamer, which will be due in New York almost simullaneously with the mail that carries this letter. I shall take the first train from New York, on the Michigan Central Railroad, and appeal in all my rights to claim the girl I love, and to whom I plighted my troth twenty years ago. Twenty years ! L'o you remember that day, darling, when Rip Van Winkle, your dear old father, patted both our baby heads and sang his words of love and kindness } That day he climbed in the old stage coach for the pine forests, from which he has never returned. Well, he said that times would change, and so they have; but at least I have heeded his advice, and cherished my love for 3 011. 1 can only pray and hope that } ou have done as well by me. God bless you ! Your loving Hans. MENIE. Oh, Herr Knickerbocker, Katrina, what joy 1 Just think of it ! Hans coming home at once — perhaps this very day 1 I don’t know when I have felt so happy before. {^She kisses Katrina.) I must go and tell good, kind mother. She will be so glad of my joy. {Exil, rwmvig.) KATRINA. Well, I hope she ma}'. Poor Gretchen ! I am pleased to know of an)'thing that will lighten her heavy load in-life. I don’t believe she has seen a single happy day since the hour that Rip Van Winkle disappeared. That strange disappearance of twenty years ago still remains unsolved. KNICKERBOCKER. And to think that this very day is the anni- versary of the event. Poor Rip ! he was a good fellow, with all his faults. His kind-hearted, genial ways have never been equaled by any one since. KATRINA. No, indeed; and to think that Gretchen and her daugh- ter have been treated so shameful by that contemptible fellow. Der- rick, ever since. He turned them out of house and home without a stiver to their names. I don’t believe he had the right to do it; for, you know, we heard Rip say to Gretchen the day he left, that he had then in his possession the title from Derrick, which cleared his claim on the property. But then Derrick called for the proofs, and as there has never been any forthcoming, of course there was no defense to his claim, and so they lost the day. KNICKERBOCKER. Well, a day will come when it will all be changed. There’s an hour of reckoning in store for Master Derrick yet, you may depend upon it. But hullo ! who is this coming this way } I ought to know his figure. KATRINA. {Looking.) Why, no ! yet it must be ! It is Hans Van Slous. {Enter Hans, who goes straight tcni'ards them . ) KNICKIvRBOCKER. Hans, my dear boy, welcome home 1 {They shake hands.) KATRINA. And so say I; right welcome home. HANS. It is the happiest day of my life. How glad I am to see you. But, first of all, tell me how fares my darling Menie } KATRINA. As well as you could wish her, and overwhelmed with joy at the prospect of 3 our return. HANS. The darling girl ! God bless her true heart ! Then she received my letter KNICKERBOCKER. Not half an hour ago. It came in on the last mail. You have followed closely on its heels, as you predicted. HANS. Yes, I arrived in New York yesterday morning, and jumped on the first express, train out of New York, via the Michigan Central Railroad. KNICKERBOCKER. By the Niagara Falls route, eh? Well, the boy shows he has plenty of common sense left. HANS. {Laughing.) Yes; I never forsake a good thing. My 3vn^isrxj:p^CTTJi?,EiiD GRIFFIN CAR WHEEL CO., DETROIT, MICH. GRIFFIN & WELLS LOUNDRY CO. CHICAGO, ILL. Thos. F. Qriffin . {lAtughing.) Hungry! Dinner! Must I again bringyou back to your senses.^ Why, I dined only an hour ago on the train, in a car which should have been reserved exclusively for the use of a foreign prince. I don’t believe I shall be ready to eat another dinner for a mcnth. I think the meal was a feast fit for the gods. Picture to your- self a coach fitted up like the Chambre de Luxe of an oriental potentate. Tables decked with snow-white linen, costly ware and massive silver. A cuisine, the like of which I have not encountered in all my travels. A bill of fare which might well make the veriest epicure turn greeA with envy. Waiters, who seemed to be mixtures of ebony, snowflake and politeness, and who moved noiselessly over the rich Turkey rugs, obedient to my slightest wish. Wines, tempered to a nicety, and iced to perfection; and to wind it all, a cup of mocha that might have turned the head of a Sultan of Turkey, and a conunercial cigar that Havana must have exported" especially to win my palate. Dinner! Don't talk to me about dinner again until you see me starting on my wedding trip, on my way to Niagara Ealls. KATRINA. You are an enthusiast. HANS. Enthusiast ! Not a bit of it; merely an appreciative atom of humanity. I know the difference between good and bad, that is all; and I cannot help contrasting the things that are with the things that were. Think of the days when we were children, and this place was a wilderness ! Look at it now ! Think of the barren, valueless coun- try which surrounded us twenty years ago, and then think of it as I saw it to-day, rich in its new life, as I whizzed past in the car. Think of the old break-down coach as it was in the days when poor Rip Van Winkle took his last ride from Sleepy Hollow, and then think of the magnificent railroad system of to-day. Is not that enough even to excuse a man for being enthusiastic ? But speaking of Rip, you tell me Alice is w^ell; thank heaven for that; but how is Gretchen.? KATRINA. Poorly, poor woman. Things have gone wrong with them since you left, and all on account of that lawyer of an uncle of yours. He has insisted on what he calls his rights, and he has ousted them from the farm. HANS. {Angri/v.) The villain ! I e.xpected as much; but I sup- pose he goes by the law', and there is not much use fighting that. They shall both have a home w'ith me, though. KATRINA. By the way, Hans, you know' the election for Con- gressman for this district takes place to-day, and my man, Knicker- bocker, here, is a candidate for office. I suppose we may count on your vote.? HANS. Who is running against you, Knickerbocker.? KNICKERBOCKER. Your uncle. Derrick Von Slous. HANS. {Holding out his hand.') Then my vote goes for you. But come. I’m burning w'ith impatience to embrace my darling Alice. RIP VAN WINKLE'S DREAM. Wliile a dinner on the Michigan Central Railroad is a capital thing to satisfy an appetite, it has not much effect in quenching love. So come along. KNICKERBOCKER. All right; and we 11 take occasion to deposit your vote for me at the same time. i^All exit, laughing ; slmv music, and alter Rip. He looks around him in a dazed ivay. ] RIP. Shurely dis is der old blace, but how shanged ! Dere is de old village veil, und dere is de blace vere Nick Vedder’s blace should be; but it ain t Nick Vedder’s blace. {Goes and reads sign.) Nick Vedder! Veil, I moost be crazy! {Calls.) Nick Vedder! Nick Vedder ! {Enter Nick Vedder, Junior.) VEDDER. W ho s that shouting out my name in that unseemly manner in the public street.? {To Rip.) Oh, it’s you, is it .? What do you want, old man .? RIP. {Laughing.) Old man I Veil, dot's purty goot. Veil, I doan’t vant you, und dot’s a fact. I vas calling for Nick Vedder. VEDDER. Well, that's my name; and 1 guess I’m about the only Nick Vedder in these parts. RIP. Ish dot so .? Veil, dot’s purty goot again. Veil, doan’t you know me .? VEDDER. No, sir ; I can’t say that I ever had the pleasure of seeing you before. RIP. Vat, doan’t you know Rip Van Winkle .? VEDDER. Well, I have heard of Rip Van Winkle. RIP. Veil, I’m Rip Van Winkle. VI'.DDER. {Laughing.) Why, you are crazy, old man. Rip Van Winkle has been dead these twenty years. RIP. Oh, you’re shoaking mit me. I’m Rip Van Winkle. I vent up in de voods by de old shtage-goach lasht night, und I shlept oud all night, und I’ve got de rheumatics, so let me have a trink. I VEDDER. All right. {Aside!) He’s a poor crazy vagrant. I suppose it’s just as well to humor him. {Exit in house.) I RIP. Veil, I nefer ! I really links I moost be going oud of mein : head. {Enter Vedder with drink. Rip drinks. Vedder holds out his hand for his pay; Rip shakes it.) RIP. Dat vas goot. Dat vas goot. VEDDER. Well, I’m glad you liked it; but if it’s just as conveni- ent to you. I’d like the money for it. ! RIP. Oh, pool it on de shlade. I VEDDklR. Well, we don’t give any trust here. I thought that j custom and the expression died with my poor father. I RIP. Your fader ! Who vas your fader, poy .? I VEDDER. My father, why, Nick Vedder, of course. He died I fifteen years ago. RIP. More shoaking mit me, eh.? Veil, I subbose it amuses you. i But do you know mein frau, Gretchen .? She lives in dot leedle house back of de hill. , \ EDDER. I know Frau Van Winkle, if that’s who you refer to. j She doesn’t live back of the hill, for all that locality is turned into a public park now. She is stopping with some friends on W’ood- ward Avenue. {Enters house and shuts door.) RIP. Bublick park ! Vas fur a ding is dot .? Woodward Avenue ! Veil, eferybody’s gone crazy mit his prains, and dot’s a fact vat is a fact, und I’m- gone mad mit ’em. Veil, here’s de old veil, anyhow, und I’ll shoost vash mein face und make meinself look neat, and den go und find mein Gretchen. {Exit 'Rw, tothring.) RIP VAN WINKLE’S DREAM. {Enter Hans and Menie together.) HANS. And so, darling, we are together once more, never to be parted again. MENHb Ah, Hans, my cup of happiness is nearly complete. HANS. Nearly, darling; should it not be quite so? MENIE. It is so, Hans, as far as you and your love can make it — but my poor mother. HANS. Yes. MENIE. Her misery makes mine. You know the trouble your uncle has brought upon us. And then again, to-day is the anniver- sary of my poor father’s disappearance. HANS. How well I remember the day he left, to return no more. MENIE. Y^es, Hans, you and I were little children then; but do you remember how, on this very spot, he took us both by the hand and sang his words of love and prophecy of the future ? HANS. His words ring in my ears now; and how true were his predictioris ! You remember he foretold of a future state of things which would come through the mighty influence of steam. He told of things which have since come to pass, of new life in the world, of progress, civilization, culture, prosperity and contentment. Riches would come to his loved State of Michigan by that same influence. And has it not all come to pass as he predicted ? And has not the Michigan Central Railroad been the instrument which carried truth to his words ? MENIE. It has, Hans. You remember, also, that he told us to cherish our love; and I think that, could he see us now, he would be happy indeed to know that we had kept our promise. {Enter Rip at back, followed by bootblacks, runners and urchins, who hoot at and make fun of him. Hans rushes up to protat him.) HANS. Off, you vagabonds ! have you no sense of decency about you ? What has he done to you ? BOOTBLACK. {Looking down, ashamed.) Nothing; only he is a crazy man, and he says his name is Rip Van Winkle. MENIE and HANS. {Start.) Rip Van Winkle ! RIP. Yaw, Rip Van Winkle; I vas Rip Van Winkle ven I vas born, und I vas Rip Van Winkle ven I vent in de voods lasht night, und if you hae a fine town und a fine railroad now, I vas shtill Rip Van Winkle to-day. HANS. {Pityingly.) Poor old man, he is indeed crazy! {To Alice.) Still we must humor him. {To Rip.) But if you are Rip Van Winkle, surely you would know your own child, wouldn’t you ? RIP. Vat, mein leedle Menie— mein shveet leedle golden-haired Menie ! MENIE. {Starts, and speaks gently to him.) Well, do you know me ? I am Menie Van Winkle. RIP. {Turns and looks at Menie, then starts violently. ) Vy, you look like mein Gretchen, mein loved frau. She vas your mutter. Menie ! Menie ! doan’t you know your fader ? (Menie recoils). HANS. If you are Rip Van Winkle, have you nothing by which you can make us recognize you ? RIP. {Shakes his head mournfully.) No, nodings. If you doan’t know me, dere is nodings I have that vood make you know me. {Thinks.) Shtop ! If you are mein leedle Menie, doan’t you remember dot song I sang you lasht night, before I vent in de woods ? HANS and MENIEk {Eagerly.) Yes, yes. RIP. {Tries to remember.) No, no; it’s no use. Mein poor head ! how it does schvim ! Ah, yaw, I remember now. {Sings. These lit- tle heads, etc. Business. ) THESE LITTLE HEADS, (RIP VAN WINKLE AND CHILDREN.) Rip. K. Alice. 4 — »» — 1^ — 1»» — te» «J caro - fill wife ue’er lives in 1 — ^ Kt -> ^T~ ^ ^ L_| ^ L_^_ f )1 - ly When her go.)d - m.ui ’s at work a - way. P E>a=3; 1^4-p: :=1- t % You’ll ..se how neat I’ll keep my 5H=^:=f-^_^3=== * rag- -& -g: ^ .g. rg: ^ m. -M. ■-=t‘ i H P P II. ■ b— —I — way ! r P — m p- - — I Uii'. ^ ^ But clays are long . . in sum - mer time ? Alice. bp — ~m p P P“ ” •~P bt ,t^ to 1.2 t2 - — 1_ - £Sv 1 :=^_r^.Jqs_qs: We’ll go a - nut - ting in the wood ! But when they’re m Rip. ii --=1 — h,-b— ^ — * nf -=i — p- nf "M ib— J :p=zCtP==^=r- tz=zt^— == :P=;[lp=^=-s=:=: :lz=fcg — — z= w IGHI5AN Central •TKE • •FALLS -T^VTE* Allegro axsni. :f=r=rP; :ff— P: -t»— ^-h-i h- Yes! we’ll seek to - getli - er Lil - ies by the lake, Hans Ber - ries in the heath - er. Fire-flies in the brake I . 1'5=:^v :^-:=ts=z^- pi — 1 p " ~| f p « ^ M m- =J Yes! we’ll seek to - geth - er Lil - ies by the lake, Rip. Ber - ries in the heath - er. Fire-flies in the brake! ii; :=1^=^:=qs ±2:^: :=]= r»: e/ :ii?=t2z=:tt=zt2: Yes I we’ll seek to - geth - er Lil - ies by the lake. Ber - ries in the heath - er, Fire-flies in the brake I -T^ EJ— * Ber-ries in tlie lieatli-er, Fire-flies in the brake! H. Ber - l ies in the heath-er, Fire-flies in the brake I a»' — ' ^ :=!S=ns=^ Ber - ries in the heath er, Fire-flies in the brake ! R. . - '-z^=r=^s=;=^^^ ; ;q=q: Ber - ries in the lieath-er, Fire-flies in the /r. I — brake I =E==is==? :EziJ=s; — =1^-^' E= Ber-ries in the heather, Fire-flies in the brake! Ber - ries in the heath-er, Fire-flies in the brake ! A ;=i- fj :3==|; :^JeE^I^C -=5- f "p: t= Moderato non troppo. Rip. t- h ^ P :e^s Brave boy 1 and thou, my flax - en - headed daugh ter! Why must I tell you these fair things shall die? The her ry &l2=Ei E=S= ■=]-' E ^q— p- 1 K. nd lih. Modemto con es]>residone. -'=\~ lieails, gold =q==j=^z=p: en, Sil - ver’d one day may be ; Trembling, and frail. 1 — A T ^ iZZpri=rZ==Eq: ]-ai =hz :n: !!| ' M- and ^lzt4E^ p p — ^ — - --'- — « ' -fs — 1 : 1 ^ 1 dolce. rit. RIP VAA WINKLE'S DREAM. MENIE. It is indeed my dear father! Oh, Hans, what will mother say ? HANS. Dear Rip, how glad I am to see you ! RIP. Veil, you two have grown purty veil since lasht night, enny vay. But Grctchen; vat vas all dis? I must see mein Gretchen. KNICKERBOCKER. {Enkr, running.) Victory! victory! The day is mine ! I’ve beaten Derrick Von Slous, and I’m your newly elected member to Congress ! Give me joy ! RIP. Vat, Knickerbocker, doan’t you know me.? Doan’t you know your old Trent Rip .? KNICKERBOCKER. {Looks at him and shakes his head.) Poor man, he’s crazy. MENIE. Not in the least; this is my dear father, as surely as the sun shines for us all. KNICKERBOCKER. Impossible. RIP. Und vy impossible.? Doan’t I know you .? but how you vas shanged ! Lasht night, ven I vent in de voods, you vas a nice com- fortable old burgomeister; no vat you say, you vas a membrance of Congress. Veil, I doan’t know vat dat vas, but I nefer .saw a dings like dot bn enny man’s head {pointing to silk hat) pefore dis morning, und dot ish a fact vat is a fact. {Enter Gretchen.) GRETCHEN. Oh, Menie, what news ! Herr Knickerbocker, let me be the very first to congratulate you on your victory over that horrible wretch. Derrick Von Slous. I know Hans will not mind my words. (Hans shakes his head.) MENIE. {Goes to Gretchen.) Mother, can you prepare yourself for a joy so intense that it nearly bereft me of reason .? GRE rCHEN. {Fondly patting her on the head.) What, your mar- riage, little one ? MENIE. No, mother, not that. Don’t you know who this is-^ {Points lo Rip. She shakes her head. ) RIP. Gretchen, doan’t you know me ? Doan’t you know your dear Rip.? (Gretchen looks at him as if she considered him crazy. ) Oh, but Gretchen, how you vas shanged since lasht night. How fat you vas grown, and vat fine clothes you have. GRETCHEN. The man is an impostor, a maniac. My husband, sir, has been dead these twenty years ! RIP. Veil, dot’s a fact vat ain’t a fact, und shoost you poot it on de shlade. (Gretchen starts.) I ain’t been dead at all, only shleep- ing in de voods. MENIE. {Goes to Rip. Aside.) Sing one of the old songs she loved so well; I will join you in it; she will recognize you then fast enough. (Rip nods, and sings another verse of “ These little heads now golden. ”) RIP. But all dot vas shanged now, und all mein love for gun and canoe vas turned to higher dings. GRETCHEN. {Recognizing him.) Rip ! Rip ! Home to my heart at last ! Menie, this is indeed a happy reward for all my trouble. KNICKERBOCKER. Rip, you are welcome. I know you are Rip now. Come, your hand, man, and God bless you ! But where have you been all this while .? RIP. All dis vile .? Vy, I’ve been in de voods. Ven I left here lasht night, und all vas changed. I voke up di^ morning mit de rheumatics, vorse as nodings, und de vorld seems downside up. Veil, den I gives it up, but I dank Heaven dot “ Though men may die, and flowers decay. Love is young for aye and aye.” {He puts an arm round Menie and Gretchen.) RIP lUA- WLY/ILF’S DREAM. {Enter Derrick Von Slous.) DERRICK. {Furious.) Herr Knickerbocker, there has been some trickery about this business, and I give you fair warning that I shall resort to every known legal method to contest your election ! KNICKERBOCKER. Contest anything you please. {Snaps his fingers. ) DERRICK. And as for you, sir, I understand that you cast your vote against me; and that, further, it is your avowed intention to marry that beggar’s brat there (Hans r/rirA), Rip Van Winkle’s daughter, lake warning, sir, that, as surely as you do, I will leave every shilling of my money away from you. GRETCHEN. And if she is a beggar’s daughter, who made her so but you Who turned her mother out on the world, without a roof to her head.? Who deprived her of property which, since the railroad came into the town, has risen three hundred times in value ? You ! And yet you are ready to taunt her with her povertv. (Rip /is tens attentively.) DERRICK. Tut, tut, woman, I came by the property honestly and fairly. RIP. {Rushes forward.) You lie ! {Business.) DERRICK. Eh ! Who is this madman ? RIP. No madman. Derrick Von Slous, but Rip Van Winkle ! DERRICK. {Starts.) Rip Van Winkle ! {Recovers himself.) Rub- bish ! Rip \ an W inkle has been dead these twenty years. RIP. Not mooch. Did I not see you on dis very blace lasht .? Ah, doan t say you doan t know me; und did I not pay you de money for to clear mein title to de broberty .? und did you not declare de money vas false, eh .? DERRICK. {Aside.) Perdition! If this should be Rip Van W'in- kle returned, I am indeed a lost man. RIP. Und did you not gif me de baper vich cleared mein title, eh ? DERRICK. Never — RIP. You lie ! MENIE. Hush, father, don’t quarrel with him; he is a bad man. GRETCHEN. But if he gave you the paper you speak of. Rip, what did you do with it .? RIP. Do mit it! {Business.) Vy, I vas got it in mein bocket. Here it vas ! {Takes it out and shows it. ) KNICKERBOCKER. True, by Jimini ! I know Derrick Von Slous’ signature among a thousand. DERRICK. I am undone ! There is safety only in flight ! {Exit.) KNICKERBOCKER. Ah, the wretch has made himself off. Never mind, good people, I will see you reinstated in your rights, and that quickly enough. WTy, Rip, you come back a rich man. The little lot of land you owned before you went away has risen in value at least a hundred times. It has gone with the times, Rip; the income of the IMichigan Central Railroad has wrought miracles in every direction. RIP. So I see. Und so, little vons, you remembered mein vords, eh.? und you haveshtuck to von anoder ! Veil, und ven does it took blace .? HANS. Our plans are all matured, and to-morrow Alice becomes my wife. RIP. All right; und ve all goon an excursion togedderto vat you call ’em, Niagara Falls. MENIE. Oh, how capital that will be. HANS. Agreed; I’ll get the tickets this very day, and we’ll make up a party to visit the Falls. Think of the treat in store for you all 1 RIP VAN WINKLE'S DREAM. The very journey itself is something that is in itself a reward for living in this century. RIP. {Takes off his hat; gathers them around him.) Veil, I’m glad to be mit you vonce more; more glad as never vas. I’ve shvore off, you know; I only trinks on peezness, und dis is peezness. Rome, Vedder, give me a cup. {They give him a glass of unne.) No, no; no more vine. Gif me ein glass of Nature’s vine. {They give him a glass of water.) Und now let me trink to you all. 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S5tx*ee't, S;IEST^A_“CriR^A^lsrT' I Xjac3-±os Gre^^Li^len^cLeDa. “TH& STRONGEST PRINCIPLE OF GROWTH LIES IN HUMAN CHOICE” George Eliot in “Daniel Deronda.” NO BETTER ILLUSTRATION OF THESE WISE WORDS COULD BE FOUND THAN THE GROWTH >■■•••■ ■■■■■■■ OIF mus 6BEAT ROCK ISLAND ROUTE WMch, owing to human choice, has grown to be one of the Greatest Railway Systems of the World and the GREAT CONNECTING LINK OF AMERICA BETWEEN THE ATLANTIC AND PACIFIC. The Chicago, Rock Island & Pacific Railway I?,-vxi3-s t}IfcL3^0"a-gIhL 'bltzLe zcealms o± IdIxss "WxtiltL a fa-ixl“bXess aixci a xo.-cLS±cal ^A_xlc 3- a xrx±glb_'b;57“ s^w-eex^ aixci a STxx*ge sixlDlxiixe,” Giving the public, whose choice and favor have made its greatness, the advantage of 2 THROUGH EXPRESS TRAINS E AOH “WAY CHICAGO and MITSTHE AFOLIS, -ST. OOXJlXrOIXj BIjXJI'T'S, KANSAS CITY, LEAVENWORTH and ATCHISON Accompanying each Express train are PULLMAN PALACE SLEEPING CARS. RECLINING CHAIR CARS on all T rains between Chicago and Kansas City, via the AND MAGNIFICENT PALACE in which a “ perpetual feast of Nectar’d Sweets” are laid before the traveler. - - — - — “THE A JLiBEHT HOXJTE,” From Chicago, Seneca or Peoria the “Albert Lea Route” courses through a country rich In historical reminiscence, and captivating from its picturesqueness and the highly cultivated character of the land. Leaving the Great Rock Island Railway, at West Liberty, the traveler is carried northward through the Cedar Valley, entering Minnesota in the Park region, skirting dozens of beautiful lakes, until, just before reaching Minneapolis, the Valley of the Minnesota comes into view with a vision of loveliness that the mind will retain as long as life shall last. The tourist is taken by this route to Minnetonka without change of cars, and to all the famous resorts of Minnesota and the Lake Superior country with but one change. This is the direct and by far the quickest line to Spirit Lake, landing passengers at the new Hotel Crieans. Spirit Lake is destined to become one of the great resorts of the Northwest, being the finest boating, fishing and hunting region within easy reach. E. ST_ cromsT, Gen’l Ticket and Passenger Ag’t, CHICAGO. iiiiMitliiiiiiilMMiitmiiiimiiMitiititiil • MIMMlilMlitlMil iDiisriisrGi- r! A~R ,« The Meriden Silver Plate Co. 64 WASHINGTON ST., CHICAGO, ILL. Manufacturers of the Finest Quality Quadruple Plated Ware. SPECIAL AND RICH DESIGNS IN iiiiiiiiiimiiiniiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiinniiiiMiniiiiiiiiiniiniiiiiiii itiiii inintiiiii iiiiiii iiiniiii iiiiii MMiiiiiiiiiiiiiinMitiitiiiiiiiiiimiiitiin HOTEL AND DINING CAR SERVICE, I FACTORIES, MERIDEK, CORK, REW YORK OFFICE, 30 EAST lAtll ST. Illustrated Catalogues and Price Lists Mailed on Application. The Only Hotel Fronting on the beautiful Labe and Park. Five Minutes from all Railroad Depots, Places of Business and Amusement. THE BEST LOCATED HOTEL IN THE WORLD. I»XjA3V. $3.00 and $3.50 per Day. Corner Michigan Avenue Boulevard and Jackson Street. WARREN F. LELAND, Proprietor. A. H. ANDREWS & CO. ( Organized i865. Incorporated 1884. ) 105 "WaToaslx Clixcago, 111. Manufacturers of Fine Office Desks, Bank Work, Etc. The SILVER MEDAL was awarded this firm by the late Exposition of Railway Appliances, for “ BEST DESKS FOR RAILWAY OFFICERS.” Only the Best Kiln-dried Lumber Used, and All Work GUARANTEED. Mo. 41 Open. No. 43. Closed. ANDREWS’ FOLDING BEDS. Tlie only pcrfcc* folding bed. Made in 30 styles. Most elegant and comfortable Price, from f;25 upward. They save room-rent and pay for themselves in six nionth.s. Send for desciiptive Cntdlnquc. I'LOSEl) Opera Chairs. OPERA CHAIRS, For Churches and Opera llou.ses. of most improved styles, ,md very elegant. WOOD MANTELS, Which are taking the place of mar- ble very generally. Made in special designs by our own Akchiteots. Wood Mantkls. SCHOOL DESKS AND APPARATUS. Till' (■(■lohratod 'riiuiiii)li Desks, Iiotli ,Station:ir 'I’o]) and Folding Lid. (llol)es, Blaeklioards, Ma])s, Flrasei's, Liquid .slating. Crayons, etc. Arldrcxx.for nil imrtiailarx, I hr iiiimufitrtiu'rrx. A. H.ANnitKWS A- CO. THE L^HG-EST ^IsTlD HOST COHELETE JOB AND BOOK PRINTING HOUSE IIT ^DVCERZC^- 148-154 MONROE STREET, . _ _ - CISZC-A^GrO^ ZXjL FINE COLOR PRINTING. E 3^ G- 1?, E E. S , ELECTEOT~Z"EEES, EEI3STTEES, LITHOG-E^EHEES, EOOE; EIlsTIDEES. MAP ENaRAYERS AND PUBLISHERS. Rand-McNally’s Indexed Atlas of tlie YYorld. Rand, McNally & Co.’s Business Atlas and Shippers’ Guide of the United States. Rand, McNally & Co.’s Celebrated Indexed Pocket Maps of all the States and Territories in the United States. Rand-McNally’s Encyclopaedia of Agriculture. Rand, McNally & Co.’s Bankers’ Directory. Clifton House, CH ICAGO. Rates, $2.50 ami $3.00 per Day. WOODARD & LORING, THE ALSTON MANUFACTURING CO. 3\.!i:-ajk:e:e,s oe’ Permanent Vermilions, CHROME YELLOWS, CHROME GREENS. Chinese, Prussian, Steel and Soluble Blues, Ivory Drop Blacks, Linseed Oil, Colors in Oil and Japan, Primers in Oil, E E AD Y-M I X E D PAI NTS For Railroad Stations and Freight Car Painting. Varnishes, Brushes, American and French Window Glass, Plate, Enameled and Cut and Ground Glass. Office and Factory : \ f ^1 k j / > ri ri F ^ i Linseed Oil Mill and Color Works : 225 Si 227 So. Water St. f / C cE C/. ■! Currier and Crittenden Stree.ts Wolsl^e, Draper and Tailor, 119 DEARBORN STREET, CHICAGO. RAILROAD BLANKS OTJI?, SZ^ECZ^LTY. A. R. BARNES & CO., -A.3STZ0 JS£cu Lizf actual 'iiig Stcvtioi lcj^s 68 AND 70 WABASH AVE., CHICAGO. RAILROAD BLANKS ESTABLISHED 1844 BY CHICAGO EVENING JOURNAL. if DESTROYED BY FIRE Oct. 9, 1871. i RE-ESTABLISHED 1872 BY OnSrO- B. OTEBBBB.'S". DESTROYED BY FIRE Dec. 1, 1883. \ J3STO- B. LrBBBBB-ST, 5 President and Treasurer. THE JNO. B. JEFFERY PRINTING COMPANY, OF CHICAGO. Largest AND most complete Job Printing, Publishing, Lithographing, Engraving AND Show Printing Establishment in the West. Publishers of the only Tlieatrical Guide and Directory, and Promoters OF Show and Amusement Interests of America. □"Isro. Breslta-eix-b aiKS- Tx-easTo-Bex*. This Book was Printed by The JNO, B, JEFFERY Printing House, Waltham Watches RECOGNIZING THE NECESSITY OF HAVING WATCHES THAT C0NF0R3I TO THE NEW SYSTEM OF INDICATING TIME, ADOPTED BY SO 3IE OF THE RAILROADS, OF CO UA' TING THE HOURS FRO 31 ONE TO TWENTY-FOUR CONSECUTIVELY, THE America^n "OT'a.tcli Co., of 'W'a.ltlasLm, ARE NO W PREPARED TO FURNISH WA TCHES INDICA TED B Y THE ABO VE CUT THESE DIALS CAN ALSO BE SUBSTITUTED FOR THOSE NOW IN USE AT A VERY S3IALL EXPENSE. ;)FC3)]U SAFE BT AEE JEWEEEBS^( - ®*.S cPh §• c . S 3jo|S|l §si&|§f=» S ^'^^' s.s s „° s L ) bCa oOh c » S « s ^ S § 'S ^ ? 5 i :' c tM ^ C 3 o ri •H f >. 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(Jravy Tureen, Complete. 1 Sauce Boat and Stand. 2 Pickles. 2 Oval Deep Dishes. 1 Oval Covered Dish. 1 Square Covered Dish. 1 Covered Butter. 3 Meat Dishes, 16, 14 and 10 in. 12 Dinner Plates. 12 Breakfast Plates. 12 Tea Phates. 12 Soup Plates. 1 Bowl. 2 Cake Plates. 12 Te;i Cups and Saucers. 12 Coffee Cups and Saucers 12 Preserves. 12 Individual Butters. 1 Sugar Bowl. 1 Creamer. KENWOOD SUPPER SET. 95 Pieces. Price of Set. $16.50. 1 Sauce Boat iind Stand. 2 Pickles. 2 Oval Deep Dishes. 1 Oval Covered Dish. 1 Square Covered Dish. 1 Covered Butter. 2 Meat Dishes. 12 Breakfa.st Plates. 12 Tea Plates. 1 Bowl. 2 Cake Plates. 12 Tea Cups and Saucers. 12 Preserves. 2 Individual Butters. 1 Sugiir Bowl. 1 Creamer. 1 Tea Pot. KENWOOD TEA SET. 56 Pieces. 1 Sugar Bowl. 1 Tea Pot. 1 Creamer. 12 Tea Plates. Price of Set, $7.00. 12 Sauce Plates. 12 Tea Cups and Saucers. 1 Bowl. 2 Cake Plates. The aboue sets securely packed and delivered at any depot In Chicago, free of expense to the purchaser. SE3ST3D -S-OTTH ORDEHS E-X" 3N,a;-A.IXi TO WABASH AVENUE, COR. WASHINGTON STREET, CHICAGO, ILL. Irnj)oi±(n\^ Cr^oclunnj, Chiita, i T^(iinp (Joods. ^ I II- Hoosac Tunnel Route -conviE^RisinsTG— THE MOST EXPEDITIOUS, SAFE AND COMFORTABLE Tm^OTTGhHI LZDSriB BETWEEnST THE L. OIVLY LIINE KXJININIIVG^ FAlaACEJ SIaEE]PI]¥€[ €AMB EETWEETST ST. LOUIS, CHICAGO and BOSTON Passengers Purchasing Tickets via this Popular Route will make 4 HOURS QUICKER TIME-4 THAN BY ITS STRONGEST COMPETITOR. J. li. WA.TSOTV, G. I». .A., B 0 ST 03 ST, DVE-A-SS. W. W. WILCOX, MANUFACTURER OF j 11 Hole „n/ 0 \ 10 ’ Tl! (D BADGES, DATING STAMPS, Ticket Punches, Notarial Seals, Wax Seals, ail II iSiip PATENTEE AND MANUFACTURER OF WILCOX’S PATENT CARD CHECKS. The Best Ticket Punch in the market, warranted, S24.00 per doz. Also, Employe’s Time Checks, Key Checks, Pool Checks, Jewelers’ Checks, Dog License Checks, etc. Door Plates, Pew Plates, Carriage and Machinery Plates, Rubber Stamps, Steel Stamps, Burning Brands, Stencils, etc. SEINrE> HOEt C-A-T- DRAFTS, OHECIvS, BOlVDS, ETC. IDeaXe^r's ±n- XjIGrUT T= ?. A TT_.~R , 0 -A-ID STJIPIPLUES- Coupon and Local Ticket Cases, Dating Stamps, Rubber Stainps, Conductors’ Puncbes, Car Seal Puncbes, I., B C. 2 C and Punches. BRASS BAGGAGE CHECKS, XYELETTING MACHINES SEAL COPYING PRESSES, HAT BADGES, FOLDER BOXES, TARIPP 1 ORTFOLIOS, AND PASSEIVCiER AIVD TICKET SUPPLIES IN GEIVEKAE. The J. M.W. JONES STAtIONERYs PRINTING CO. 16?, 169 and 1?1 Dearborn Street, CHIO^GrO. p ti P op THE QUICK ROUTE TO ST. LOUIS. Map of the Illinois Central Railroad and Connections. cn 1-^ PC PC oo PC o> PC PC c/2 PC CP=S pc oc 1-^ PC pc p=> > s W ^ r c/3 03 O Jz{ I=CJ C*3 SOLID TRAINS, COACHES AND SLEEPERS BET'WEEllST CHICAGO AND DUBUQUE, CEDAR FALLS, WATERLOO AND SIOUX CITY. rillMIMMMinMIllllllMMmillllliniMllinillMIIIIMIMI.MMIIIIMIIIlimillllllllMIIIIIIIIIIIMmil MIIMIIMIMmilinillllimMliilHIIIIMIMMMinMMMMIIIIIi IMMIMIltrt ILLINOIS CENTRAL 30 ^ V PITTSBURGH, PAi Illllllllliw gEL¥ fif WaiELIAiiS^ I 23 a> MARKET ST. PHILADELPHIA . ©SPi)! ^9 22 24. W. LAKE ST, CHICAGO. 178 '/2 WATER ST. NEW YORK. N. & A. Middleton & Co. • I MANUFACTURERS OF Car Springs, 142 DEARBORN STREET, CHICAGO, ILL. Tlie most SIMPLE, ECONOMI- CAL and EFFECTIVE device of its kind in use. It cannot be detaclied from the ibox ; is not liable to be broken by tlie rcnigh usage box lids are sub- jected to ; will close from the jar of the train if left oi)en ; is all made of cast iron, and re< • •■ .#■ * ■ -. t'''v- ' ■ V .. 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