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shoulders, the hair arranged low in the neck; she is standing by the
side of the couch, body bent slightly forward, one hand resting on the
pillow, the other grasps the hand of the sufferer. On the other side
of the bed is a soldier, seated on a camp-stool, engaged in reading a
Bible. He is dressed in a showy uniform, and is facing the audience.
The lights for this piece should be of medium brilliancy, and come
from the front of the stage. Music of a military style.

THE FIREMAN'S STATUE.

One Male and Six Female Figures.

This tableau is quite a tasty design, and is represented by six
females in a kneeling posture, supporting a circular shield, on the
top of which stands a young and handsome fireman, dressed in his
regalia. In his right hand he grasps a hose pipe, the end of which
rests on the top of an imitation hydrant, which is placed on the top
of the shield at his side. His position is, facing the audience, body
and head erect, the left hand resting on the hip, eyes raised upward,
countenance calm. The ladies' costume consists of a white dress, red
waist, blue sash, hair done up snugly and encircled with a gold band,
on the front of which is a silver star, with a blue border and
spangles in the centre. The shield should be three feet in diameter,
and placed on a pedestal high enough to allow the ladies to kneel
beneath. It should be covered with a white cloth that will trail to
the floor. The ladies kneel in a circle around the shield, the body
facing outward, the head turned slightly to one side, both hands
placed against the bottom of the shield, the eyes cast down. The two
centre ladies should partially face each other. Expression of the
countenance pleasant. Music of an operatic order.

JOAN OF ARC AT THE SIEGE OF ORLEANS.

That was a joyous day in Rheims of old,
When peal on peal of mighty music roll'd
Forth from her throng'd cathedral; while around,
A multitude, whose billows made no sound,
Chain'd to a hush of wonder, though elate
With victory, listen'd at their temple's gate.
But who alone
And unapproach'd beside the altar stone,
With the white banner, forth like sunshine streaming,
And the gold helm, through clouds of fragrance gleaming,--
Silent and radiant stood?--The helm was raised,
And the fair face reveal'd that upward gazed
Intensely worshipping:--a still, clear face,
Youthfu