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THE TALK OF THE WEEK.

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THE TALK OF THE WEEK. [TIY GOHEBYDD.] The talk is that age does not always wither nor custom stale. I had the pleasure of seeing'Monsi eur Blondin on the high rope several times within the last week, and the more I saw of him the more I was astonished at his nerve and coolness. Here is a gymnast who used to delight the public with his marvellous performance when middle-aged men were babies, and yet he is still, at the age of threescore, able to hold his own against all comers. His nerve must be immense, and his grace and activity on the rope, so high that a first slip would certainly be the last, are incomparable. He is the only man living who has crossed Niagara on anything so frail as a, hempen cord, and although he may by some be put down with what I may call Garlyle's majority—the sage, j it will be remembered, has it that Great Britain is populated by thirty million people, mostly fools —there are others who think, and they have a perfect right to their opinions, that the daring deed affords ample evidence of the unprecedented skill, pluck, strength, and endurance of the man. I do not—I wish to point out—mean to insist that there is anything enthrallingly edifying in seeing an individual cook an omelette on a rope more than 60 feet from terra firm" and as to walking the distance between the two stages with bandaged eyes and sack-enveloped head, my private opinion may be that it is a foolish per- formance but still I, like the rest of my countrymen, admire determination, and it must have taken a large amount of that com- modity to make Monsieur Blondin what he is. I have no hesitation in affirming that age has not I yet withered nor custom staled—he has been doing this same rope-walking for more than half a century—the infinite variety and intrepidity of the plucky Frenchman's performance. For this occasion only I may be permitted, I hope, to re- peat Rip Van Winkle's invariable toast, May he live long and prosper." The talk is that there are one or two circum- stances connected with the visit of the Grand Duchess Company to the Cardiff Theatre which are of a somewhat uncommon character. It is not every day, for instance, that an operatio company do their travelling by special train, but this is what Miss Kate Santley's company, which is so delighting Cardiff audiences just now, does. There is a large crowd" to provide ac- oemmodation for, which will be readily under- stood when I say that there are 58 ladies and gentlemen who are all engaged by Miss Santley. There is, too, a real live racehorse-an animal which ran in the Cambridgeshire a couple of years ago, and cost its present owner 250 guineas-to be provided for, and the animal, as you know, takes a whole car to himself. Then there is a "mater" to look after the chorus of little boy tigers "— personal attendants, not animals-and a groom to see that the thoroughbred does not go wrong. With such a gigantic "following the "Grand Duchess" can only visit the large towns of the kingdom, and Cardiff should be grati- fied that it has had the opportunity of listening to the charming measures of the talented composer, Mr Clay, and the refined wit of that well-known librettist, Mr G. R. Sims. Two hundred pounds a week have to be netted before a farthing finds its way into the pocket of the lady who has or- ganised and sent out the company. The talk is that our public places should be kept as free from moral taint as possible. It has been whispered to me, on what I can vouch is the most reliable authority, that the carryings on" in the Sophia Gardens, morning, noon, and even- ing, by certain rude members of the human family are" not altogether savoury. To use the words of my informant, the conduct of some folk of both sexes who avail themselves of the privilege of using this beautiful resort would be disgraceful in Bute-street." I do not like to go further because of the delicate ground upon which I should be treading. I will use the word "unmentionable," and that will speak volumes in itself. I hop3 Mr Hemingway will put a few plain-clothes officers on duty in the gardens, in order that some of these offenders against decency may be brought to book. The talk is that people who lose their tempers not infrequently lose their liberty in consequence. Hiram Jacobs, the eccentric individual whose escapades in Cardiff and elsewhere have re- peatedly formed food for comment, has discovered the force of this assertion. Ho recently struck a boy and knocked his eye out. A terrible thing to do 1 I don't suppose, for a moment, that the man intended to deprive the poor little fellow of his sight, but he allowed himself to be carried away by his ungovernable temper, and the result is that lie was sentenced to a term of two months imprisonment at the Glamorgan Quarter Sessions this week. The prisoner had been awaiting his trial for a considerable period, or the sentence might have been a much more exemplary one. I do not find fault with it on account of its leniency, nor, on the other hand, do I commierate with Hiram Jacobs. I should just like to say, however, that the man, to my knowledge, is often to be seen with a pack of jeering boys at his heels, a piece of attention not likely to improve the temper of a cool-headed person. In this case the lad who was injured does not appear to have been one of his tormentors, although other boys were acting the part of human baiters. The talk is that the action taken by Dr. Mor- gan, the vicar of Swansea, does not commend itself to the lavender-water members of his con- gregation. The rev. doctor is the leader in Swan- sea of an organisation which is known as the Church Army," which may be described as an imitation of the Salvation Army," carried on under the wing of Mother Church." I do not believe—I should think no one who knows him believes—that Dr. Morgan is actuated by any other motive than that of zealousness in the cause of tha Master he serves. Whether he goes about the business in a right way is a question which I shall not dis- cuss. I can only declare that in otir own highways and byeways there is plenty of room for the active operations of organisations of this character. I should like to say, too, as the doctor's people, talk about an appeal to the bishop, that the bishops sitting in convocation the other day spoke ap- provingly of the work of the Salvation Army, but then, you know, there was a chance at the time that Mr Booth would lead his followers bodily into the fold of the Church. The 'cute general" did not see it, and there has been much vitupera- tion in the mouths of their lordships ever since.

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