Eighth Avenue Opera House

“[T]he place is doing a really fine business.  Last week Sam Collyer and his boys, always great cards, were the new features, and their clog dancing is never wearisome, but always enjoyable.  We were there Friday evening, when it rained, and the house was full, a large number of the fair sex being among the audience.  The bill, with but a single exception, (the tamborine [sic] solo, always acceptable), was an entirely new one from that of the previous week, and among the fresh faces were those of the Gardner Sisters and W. B. Cavanagh, who proved very popular, although we have heard better (and worse, too, for that matter) singers, than the Misses Mary and Carrie.  The single acts of the Ethiopian comedians, headed by the original Frank Kerns, keep all in the best of humor, and the fascinating blond, Helene Smith, has captured the affections of the whole neighborhood.  Laura Leclaire, a brunette with dazzling black eyes, sings with much spirit and effect.  Florence Wells, Viro Ferrand and the other solo dancers all have their admirers.  If the proprietors, Messrs. Hart and Kern, continue adding new faces and variety as they have done, they will have to enlarge the hall before cool weather to accommodate their patrons.  You see.”