A few memories

DR. GRIFFIN'S RUSE 65
yus get with thim foine airs. Maybe before the wake's out yees 'ill be beggin' thim of me.'" This, it seems, she did, and in vain, for his heart was like flint against deadheads when success smiled upon him.
Dr. Griffin, quite unknown to us, realizing the disaster of closing the theatre on a first night for lack of an audience, gave the head of one of the medical colleges, an acquaintance of his, a ticket of admission for each of the students, also inviting a number of his army friends. When the curtain rose, to my surprise the house was well filled, though in actual money, I afterwards learned, it contained but forty dollars. Two of my childhood's favorites, General and Mrs. Tom Thumb, sat in a box clapping their tiny hands vigorously.* After the first night the houses steadily increased, and on the last nights were crowded. So successful in every way was the engagement that Mrs. Chanfrau offered me the next week at her theatre, the leading one of New Orleans, only stipulating that Meg Merrilies should be studied and acted on my benefit night The opportunity of imper-
* The charming wee General afterwards carne to pay me a formal call. On entering the drawing-room I found him standing on a chair, so as to be able to see out of the window.