Blue Jackets; or, The Adventures of J. Thompson, A.B., Among "the Heathen Chinee": A Nautical NovelGreey, Edward
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Blue Jackets; or, The Adventures of J. Thompson, A.B., Among "the Heathen Chinee": A Nautical Novel
Greey, Edward
Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Fiction; Seafaring life -- Fiction
"Ladies and gents, a talented gent will oblige this evening with
imitations of actors, giving Macready as Macbeth, Kean as Hamlet, and
Creswick as Romeo;" then, with another salute, he faced half-round and
gravely marched behind the screen. This speech being considered quite
enchanting by the lady portion of the audience, several of whom cried
"enkéore," the soldier was prevailed upon to come forward again, which
he did in the same automatic manner as before; but being called upon for
a third time, he looked over the screen, and said, "Not if I knows it!
hold your row," upon which the company quieted down, and awaited the
entrance of the hero of the hour.
In order to produce "soft music," Jerry hit upon the novel idea of
throwing a blanket over the band, who thus, extinguished, had to feel
their way through the intricacies of the well-known minstrel air "Mary
Blane." This deadening process was so effectual, that at times the music
could not be heard at all, upon which Thompson would call out in a voice
quite audible to the spectators, "Come, fiddler; more steam, old man."
Loud was the applause when Macbeth slowly emerged from behind the
screen, gliding along as if he ran on wheels. He bowed low, and winking
at Mary Ann, proceeded at once to business. His costume defies
description, and any one not well posted would have imagined he was
personating one of the witches.
The sergeant officiated as ghost, being no less ludicrously got up. Upon
his elaborately floured head was tied a tight night-cap, his face was
chalked, and his body enveloped in a night-habit, which must have been
made for a short, fat woman, as it only reached to his knees, leaving
his striped trousers visible, and presenting anything but a spectral
appearance. Whenever he blundered, Macbeth prompted him _sotto voce_,
and stage directions, such as--"I say, Stripey, mind your eye, or you'll
be off the table," to which the ghost of Banquo would reply, "All right,
Jerry, old man; you're werry near the edge yourself," were received by
the audience as comic interludes, and as such brought down the house.
In the second representation Thompson appeared in long black cotton
hose, borrowed from the cook, an old Zouave jacket, and black cloak. He
had on his head a high felt hat, with a brim of the broadest kind, and
fastened to the gigantic buckle of this article was a bunch of feathers.
His _tout ensemble_ was a kaleidoscopic combination of Beppo, a
primitive African, Captain Kidd the pirate, and a Pilgrim Father. We
omitted to mention that dangling from his side was the dress sword of
Captain Puffeigh, which clanked and got in his way in a most
uncomfortable fashion.
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