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When hearts are filled with holy affections, and rience, we should designate them essentially as Home is happy, then do the young dwell in a “ thorough women;" by no means disdaining charmed circle, which only the naturally depraved the acquisition of a becoming bonnet ; and they would seek to quit, and across which boundary are generally lovers of, and loved by childrer. temptations to error shine out but feebly.
| not harridans, at the sight of whom “ little
N, C. I children burst out crying.' THE DRAMA OF LIFR; being a series of Scenes, Fearful and Fanciful, woven into a Book “ The Drama of Life" appears to us in some for the Christinas Fireside. (Pelham Richard- measure modelled on the admirable “ Sketches son, Cornhill.) - Though published anony- by Boz," although it is no disparagement to the mously, this small volume bears evidence of a author to say it cannot compete with that matchhand well used to wield the pen, and paint with less work. Even to mention it as a tolerably it the lights and shadows of social life. If successful imitation is no small praise. In some sometimes the satire be a little too strong, we of the more serious tales and sketches, we remust not complain very loudly, for we know few cognise a species of power that convinces us the things more amusing than a clever caricature. author could sustain a work of more prolonged For this reason we may smile at the portrait of interest. The comic portion, although smart “Miss Seraphina Sparerib," without recognising and ludicrous, strikes us as being somewhat it as an authentic likeness. We have enjoyed wanting in refinement. The fun bears about the privilege of knowing intimately not a few with it the cigar-atmosphere of the tavern and • literary ladies; and so far from dispensing with club-room; and we are of opinion that the the graces and gentleness of their sex, were we richest and raciest wit is that which sparkles in asked to describe them briefly from our expe-| the drawing-room.--N. C.
FANTASIE SUR LES HUGUENOTS DE MEY- | pular from the catching style of the melody, ERBEER. Par Jules Sprenger.- (Addison of which is within the compass of the simplest Co.)-This is a brilliant arrangement for the voice. The accoinpaniments are easy and flowpianoforte, on airs from Meyerbeer's celebrated ing.-A. C. B. opera, and will add much to the rising fame of Mr. Sprenger. We cordially recommend it . AMELIA WALTZES and the MARIANNEY to all performers on the pianoforte, as a grace- PolkA: for the pianoforte. Composed by J.C. ful and scientific study, and not of that difficult Van Maanen.-(Wessel & Co.)— These are comnature which perplexes a young pupil.–A.C. B. positions deserving popularity, for they possess
all the elements of effective “ dance music." “ARE YOU COMING BACK TO ME?" A The Polka, especially, is quite inspiring, and, Ballad. Written by Mrs. Valentine Bartholo- as the title-page informs us, is already patromew.--(Addison & Co.)-A happy union of nized by the officers of the 39th and 52nd music and poetry likely to become very po- Regiments."
A MUSEMENTS OF THE MONTH.
originality of plot and treatment, and is written The time of our going to press precludes our in a style far beyond the level of ordinary playgiving the full and particular account which it wrights. A contemporary thus briefly details deserves of the new fairy extravaganza, produced the story. here on boxing-night, from the pens of those Ottillia (Mrs. Charles Kean), the ward of established favourites the Brothers Brough. Wielfert (Mr. Howe), is about to be marWe can only say that it is supported by the
ried to Rosen (Mr. Charles Kean). The play same clever actors who have year after year
commences with a love scene between Ottillia made the Haymarket famous above all other
and Rosen. Wielfert endeavours to dissuade theatres for its “elegant fun.”
| Ottillia from the marriage, and, to the astonish
ment of the lady, declares that he himself loves her, Two new plays were produced here about the and offers her his hand and wealth. The lady inmiddle of the last month. The first by Mark deed had cause to be astonished with such an offer Lemon, called “The Loving Woman,” has much / at such a moment, Ottillia leaves her guardian in a
towering passion, and Wielfort vows vengeance , sition: a noble lady, the Countess of Vieyra, against Rosen, and determines on his ruin by means gives refuge to a Moor, who is flying the of some pecuniary embarrassments into which the vengeance of the holy tribunal, but who afteryouthful bridegroom had been unwittingly involved, wards, being seized by his enemies, betrays, through some clause in his mother's will. Wielfort
under the anguish of the torture, the name of brings up certain unpaid bonds of Rosen, and on the
his protectress. The Countess is accordingly day of the marriage enters the festal room, seizes on
arrested. Garcia, her son-whose character is the house and furniture, and turns the newly-wedded pair out of doors to seek another home. Ottillia is
drawn with great force and truth, believes tha: possessed of a fortune of some thirty thousand
his mother, whom he idolizes, will be condemned crowns, which has been settled on herself by the to death if the same evidence wbich the Moor advice of Wielfert ; but the husband is represented has furnished to the Inquisitors be given before as deeply imbued with the feeling of independence, the court; and urged by a designing acquaintor honour, or some subtle spirit which common ance, and almost frenzied by his distress of sense cannot recognise, as to lose half his brains, and mind, he waylays the witness, and murders all his devotion to his wife and confidence in her, at him. The crime committed, remorse has full the bare thought of living on her bounty. The mo- I play, for he finds the murder to have been needs rality or purport of this escapes us altogether. In
less. The Countess has been pardoned at the the end, Ottillia agrees to a divorce, which Rosen suggested in a fit of jealousy, and having obtained
intercession of the Queen, but ultimately dies of the marriage settlement bond, tears it in pieces, Bres, when curcu 18 cartea on py the servan
grief, when Garcia is carried off by the servants throws herself at her late husband's feet, and en-of the Inquisition. This simple plot 18 the treats forgiveness and restoration to his arms. All vehicle for illustrating a fine principle, which is ends happily, except for Wielfert, who is detected expressed in one line that Garcia deliversin sundry villanies, and carried off to prison to await his doom.
“ I fell for want of trust in Heaven !" We, too, must confess to the want of natural-The filial affection of Garcia is of course a main ness in the character of Rosen; nevertheless, the en situations are highly effective, the language is
e spring of the tragedy. The spectator is made
to feel that no less a feeling could have led him well sustained and poetical, and the acting of on to
on to his crime; still the character is a difficult Mrs. Charles Kean as the heroine evinced her
one for the actor to embody, and Mr. Phelps usual excellence.
has achieved a new triumph by his successful “ King René's Daughter,” translated from
representation of the man swayed by strong conthe German drama of “Henri Herz," belongs | Aicting passions. Miss Glyn looked the Counto a high tone of thought and composition. We tess, and supported the character with dignity. well remember a version of this beautiful poem, The miserable Moor was cleverly rendered by which appeared, we think, in the “ Dublin Uni- | Mr. Graham. versity Magazine” about a year ago, and are glad to find theatrical taste veering round to so
OLYMPIC. high a standard.
Kiny René's Daughter" has been blind! Our subscribers must excuse us if the brief fromı infancy, but, hedged round by royal care, interval between “boxing night” and the last is brought up in happy unconsciousness of her moment our typographers can by possibility affliction-in ignorance that she has a sense less afford us, abbreviates our notice of the rethan belong to humanity. Love at last touches opening of the little theatre in Wych-street. her heart, and this beautiful drama turns on the Within the last nine months it has been burned awakening of her soul under these strange cir- down, built up again, redecorated, and, in a cumstances to the truths of existence. “Mrs. word, “restored,” to all-and more than all—its Charles Kean embodies the character most pristine elegance. Liberal and judicious outlay beautifully : science at last effects a cure, and a have rendered it a safe, commodious, wellsort of poetical justice is thus rendered. Mr. ventilated, and well-lighted playhouse. These
bster, who acts far too seldom. sustained a main requisites secured, ornament has been next comic character with his usual felicity.
attended to; rich arabesques, emblazoned pan
nellings, embroidered draperies, statuary, and Sadler's Wells.
sculptured columns arise on all sides, as if
evoked by the enchanted wand of Prospero. In The Christmas novelties have of course been the scenic and decorative departments, Messrs. produced too late for our present notice; but Dayes and Gordon, and M. Aglios' genius luxuon the 12th ultimo a tragedy, from the pen of riate uncontrolled, save by the refinement which Mr. F. G. Tomlins, was enacted at this favourite is at once the true criterion and never failing theatre, and deserves mention at our hands. I accompaniment of good taste.
We believe the play of “ Garcia” was printed An architectural drop-scene, from the pencil for private circulation some years ago, and of Mr. Dayes, deserves especial notice; it unites elicited considerable attention at the time; now, the rich and florid traceries of the Alhambra however, the acting of Mr. Phelps, and other with the exquisite proportions and exact permembers of the Sadler's Wells Company, has spective of an Italian colonnade. given it a wider and probably more lasting! The Olympic, with but few traditional claims fame. It is a story of simple construction. The to our veneration, has nevertheless achieved high scene is laid in Spain, at the time of the Inqui- ! reputation for histrionic excellence. We recollect, though faintly, the triumphant reign of veloped. Miss Fanny Vining played the openROBERT WILLIAM ELLISTON; the long inter- ; ing of this scene admirably, yet was perhaps regnum, closing with the accession of Madame still more successful in its conclusion, where Vestris; her career, “brief, bright, and glorious;" she wails over the torn fragments of her lover's the “OLYMPIC REVELS," and the “OLYMPIC- billet-doux. gentlemen of the lower house.” These, with No room for sauntering idlers at Verona, nor Liston's Grojan, Grizzle, Duberly, Paul Pry, should there be, in any well ruled Commonand Lubin Log; his last farewell, and the ad- wealth. Panthino marvels that Sir Proteus' vent of the younger “Charley," we treasure father fondly among the reminiscences of a career ! " Would suffer him to spend his youth at home, which, although chequered, has been in the
While other men, of slender reputation, main a cheerful one.
Put forth their sons to seek preferment out; " We've had ourselves full many a merry fit,
Some to the studious universities; And trust in Heaven we may have many yet."
Some to discover islands far away;
Some to the wars, to seek their fortunes there." The opening address, by Albert Smith, was judiciously entrusted to Mrs. Mowatt;-but | These sage remarks prepare us for the lovers' that many of our country readers may not have parting ; but when we find that Julia's gentle listened to her silvery elocution, it were “waste | kindness, her beauty, grace, and touching selfful and ridiculous excess" to praise her.
devotion, are insufficient to ensure her Proteus' “ This greeting o'er, the ancient rule obeyed,
faith, our first impulse is indignant disbelief; The drama's homage, by her herald paid," our next, to cry, “ If this be true, it were an
| alms to hang him." The curtain rose on “The Two GENTLEMEN
Valentine, the truthful, generous, and high of Verona.” Critics have disputed keenly
my spirited young nobleman, has perhaps been whether Shakespeare should or should not be
seldom better represented than by Mr. Davenconsidered as the author of this entertaining but
port, who, in all such characters, is, as it were, unequal drama. To all such cavils we reply,
» unto the manner born.” We gaze upon his with Dr. Johnson, “If it be taken from him, to
manly form and graceful bearing, and quite whom shall it be given? It will be found more
comprehend how dearly Silvia loved him ;--and credible that Shakespeare might sometimes
when in all the frank simplicity of his unselfish sink below his highest fights, than that any spirit. he assures the Duke of Milan that his other should rise to his lowest." The plot, false friend Proteus. however, is, we all know, a borrowed one; } much of the comic, and many portions of the Is one complete in feature and in mind serious dialogue, are probably by an inferior
an interior With all good grace to grace a gentleman;"
With all wood crace to hand; it is more than likely that “the master" merely retouched and strengthened-would that we share the listening daughter's triumph in his he had liberally pruned, and still more liberally generosity. Her beauty-and Mrs. Seymour embellished the work of some contemporary I personated Silvia charmingly-for a moment dramatist. What Shakespeare, however, whether | mitigates our wrath against the inconstant Propurposely or accidentally left incomplete, has teus, who indeed struggles—though but faintlybeen, with great taste and judgment, done for with his infidelity, pauses, moralizes, hesitateshiin at the Olympic; where good sense and does everything, in fact, but fly. Alas! in lovedelicacy have been alike consulted, by the re- affairs the rule is universal : the man, as well as trenchment of every licentious jest or coarse woman, “who deliberates is lost." allusion, while sufficient specimens of his broad! He is gone; his Julia, broken-hearted, plucks humeur and characteristic love of quibbling are "resolution from despair.” Unsuspicious, inpreserved in the quaint colloquies of Speed and nocent, inapprehensive, the worldly-wise LuLaunce; and the alternate eulogies, rebukes, cetta's hints are lost upon her :and lamentations over that “sourest-natured," stony-hearted, and most ungrateful of all cur
- A thousand oaths, an ocean of his tears, dogs, Crab.
And instances of infinite of love, In the opening dialogue between the faithful
Warrant me welcome to my Proteus!
Luc. All these are servants to deceitful men. and enamoured Valentine, and Proteus, the in
Jul. Base men, that use them to so base effect ! constant rover, there is much sweet poetry,
But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth; which does little to advance the action; but the
His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles, sparkling badinage in the second scene, where
His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate, Lucetta cons the bead roll of her mistress' His tears, pure messengers, sent from his heart; lovers, and Julia's naïve exclamation when her His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth. chidden waiting-maid has left her" What fool is she, that knows I am a maid,
Blessings on thy warm heart and feminine And would not force the letter to my view ;
| credulity! Set forward, Julia, upon thy true Since maids in modesty say 'No' to that
| love's pilgrimage; but ah! those ringlets, through Which they would have the profferer construe, whose mazes Cupid loves to wander ! ' Ay,'"
“ Gentle Lucetta, fit me with such weeds convince us that the plot will speedily be de- ! As may beseem some well-reputed page.
Amusements of the Month.
Luc. Why then, your ladyship must cut your don when the baffled Proteus implores forgive
ness, and, above all, his frank and noble declaJul. No, girl! I'll knit it up in silken strings, I rationWith twenty odd conceited true-love knots.”
“ By penitence th’ Eternal's wraths appeased : Rightly reasoned, for a woman's tresses are “ a Who by repentance is not satisfied, glory to her.” The fight for fatherland was well Is nor of heaven, nor earth;" nigh desperate, ere the Carthaginian beauties wove their curls into the cordage which worked
his full declamatory powers shone forth. When the catapults against the Roman legions.
in the wild extravagance of self-sacrifice, he
offers to resign his mistress, at the risk of break“ I have done penance for contemning love.
ing her own and her fair rival's heart, we startle, Oh gentle Proteus ! love's a mighty Lord, | but forgive a momentary lapse of gallantry, And hath so humbled me!".
which precipitates the fortunate dénoument. All Valentine, it seems, had been wont, like Signior warmly sympathize, when, after Julia's mild Benedict, to fleer and laugh at the blind Deity ; , and Maidenly
and maidenly rebuke to Proteus, Valentine ad. perchance, too,—this of course ere he encoun vances as a generous mediator. tered Silvia-he, as the Scottish Solomon ex- « Come, come, a hand from either ; presses it, had been “ whyles a dyke-louper."
Let me be blest to make this happy close, His over readiness to remind the Duke,
'Twere pity two such friends should long be foes." “Why then a ladder quaintly made of cords,
Time presses; yet while we award unheTo cast up with a pair of anchoring hooks,
sitatingly the palm of excellence to Miss Fanny Would serve to scale another Hero's tower,
| Vining and Mr. Davenport, they would not So bold Leander would adventure it,”
readily forgive us should we omit to mention, is in itself suspicious ; and the Lord of Milan with our heartiest commendation, Mr. Conway's who found him apt to practise what he recom Proteus, Mrs. Seymour's Silvia, and Miss Marmended, may well be pardoned if he banished shall's arch and animated Lucetta. Speed had
full justice done to his quaint drolleries by Mr. The double villany of Proteus, Silvia's just Scharf. Mr. Compton's Launce was, as his scorn and sharp reproaches of his inconstancy;
comic characters invariably are, most excellent. the outlaws; one, an exile from Verona,
The play was followed by a pantomime, de
servedly successful; but for its details we must “ For practising to steal away a lady;" refer our readers to the daily journals: “ the
words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of the next, expelled from Mantua,
Apollo." - For a gentleman
L. Whom in his mood he stabbed unto the heart;"
MARYLEBONE THEATRE. the rest,
“More last words” respecting this theatre ! " For such like petty crimes as these,"
Its doors are now closed, and we do not expect
that they will ever be opened to admit a more bear the play briskly forwards, until Julia ar- brilliant company than that which has just rives at Milan, travel-toiled, but hopeful, just effected its departure. The season terminated in time to hear her lover's serenade, beneath her on the 10th ult., when Mr. Davenport took a unwilling rival's balcony.
benefit; the house was crammed to the ceiling The succeeding scenes, sketched slightly in in honour of the Bénéficiaire. We shall not “ The Two Gentlemen of Verona," are, as our soon forget the event, which was remarkable readers doubtless recollect, wrought out elabo for its unusual compound of enthusiasm and rately in “ Twelfth Night." As Olivia Miss good nature with noise and confusion. The Vining is very charming; as Julia, we have rarely audience seemed determined to take an active met herequal upon any stage; the touching pathos part in the performance, and to contribute from of her voice, her feminine bewilderment in her the gallery (principally) a degree of entertainboy's clothes; her air of deeply-wounded, half- ment which was imperfectly supplied on the resentful, yet still strong affection, in her dia- stage. The greatest and most unsatisfactory logues with the fickle Proteus and high-minded anomaly of the evening was the play that was Sylvia, mark the consummate actress, as clearly first performed-“ The Wife : a Tale of Mantua," as our lady readers really must excuse us --her by Mr. Sheridan Knowles. The listlessness, instinctive consciousness of surpassing, although noisy inattention, and hisses with which various slighted beauty marks, the very woman, in her portions of the play were received, were the best soliloquy over her rival's picture.
commentary upon one of the most mediocre The stirring fifth act, in which Silvia, as she productions that a lenient public ever allowed Alies with Eglamour, is seized by the outlaws, to be successful, and furnish a satisfactory proof rescued from their band by Proteus, and amidst of the dawn of a better taste. The new generaher agonies of grief and terror torn, from his tion must be supplied with more sterling materuffian grasp by Valentine, affords scope for rials for their appreciation. Mrs. Mowatt never, Mr. Davenport's fine acting; in his severe re- to our taste, shines to advantage in a heavy, proaches of his faithless friend, his prompt par- serious character; and when it happens to be also stupid and unnatural, the effect upon the to us that if murderers were systematically treated audience may be readily imagined. How the with more contempt, and every vestige of their most fascinating Shaksperian comic actress of personalities and relics removed from the gaze the day could venture to peril her reputation on of public curiosity and carefully destroyed, their such a spoiled plagiarism as “The Wife” is a punishment would be deeper and their example mystery beyond our fathoming! We hope less contagious. never again to see her in such an uncongenial Perhaps one of the most mournfully interesting part. We will do our best to chase her back spectacles in the metropolis is the Napoleon deagain into her own great and native sphere of partment, about which there is a simple reality high, racy, sparkling comedy. Shakspere's which does not appertain to all the other features “ Twelfth Night” has been performed at this of the exhibition. There is a very saddening theatre with great success; but as we may be influence in looking at the vestiges of the dead accused of partiality in our approbation, we shall and conquered conqueror, who was in himself a take the liberty of quoting the comments of the kind of incarnate destiny, and whose fall was Atheneum :
attributable less to any failure of his own genius « Both Mrs. Mowatt's person and her style of | than to the skilful education which he had given acting are fitted to such a character as that of the his enemies, and the lukewarmness which his fair Illyrian wanderer (Viola). The gaiety and fellow-countrymen at last began to feel in his poetry belonging to it are alike congenial with the personal elevation. There is something partiintellectual disposition and culture of the actress. cularly reverie-exciting in the act of taking a The assumed smartness of Cesario was thus deli seat in the carriage which Napoleon used in his cately shaded with the pensiveness of Viola arising last campaign. No one can look at even the from her concealed passion for Orsino.-The Mal- l exterior of this carriage without feeling that it volio of Mr. Davenport differs in many respects
was intended for active use and the most rapid from the conventional one of the English stage.
motion. It has a headlong appearance, suggesMalvolio is one of those Shaksperian ideals which
tive of the determination and power of its former never can be perfectly rendered on the stage; and for which, therefore, a certain stiff stage-model has
owner. There is no ornament or superfluous been usually substituted. Departing from this pro
inutility about it. In the interior, every part is fessional type, Mr. Davenport's reading appeared to plain, yet excessively comfortable : when the be in a great measure an original conception. In desk-drawer is drawn out, its natural and obthe latter scenes, however, he must be warned vious adjustment is exactly that most suited to against exaggeration. Miss Panny Vining's Olivia the hand of a ready writer. Here are the sciswas an intelligent performance.
sors he was accustomed to use : a modern N. C.
Sheffield manufacturer would smile with disdain MADAME TUSSAUD'S EXHIBITION.
upon their old-fashioned workmanship; never
theless, their common-place shape has a great We had the pleasure of attending this Exhibi- appearance of plain utility and good service. tion the other evening, when the rooms were so Opposite to the seat, and on a level with it, a crowded that we had some difficulty in obtain- kind of cushioned shelf may be drawn out, which ing admission. We should think that very few being brought into conjunction with the seat, of our readers require to be told, that this exhi- makes a very excellent narrow bed for a soldier, bition of wax-work figures is one of the most “who never turns till he wants to turn out." gorgeous and attractive in London. In the In this dark, brown-looking carriage, there are eyes of some visitors, its attractions have lately other conveniences for the accommodation of been increased by the addition of a new group food and clothing ; and all the arrangements of murderers. Whether such a waxen immor- are typical of the plainness and simplicity of the tality is not calculated to increase the éclat of materials which Napoleon's genius chose in murder and the tendency to its commission in order to effect its triumphs. But we are growthe public mind, is a question which we must ing maudlin, and will therefore come to an leave to sage moralists to determine. It appears abrupt conclusion.
FASHIONS FOR JA NU A RY.
Notwithstanding some clouds on the political ! But before I enter upon that subject I must horizon, our season promises to be a very bril look to the state of promenade and home-dress. liant one; I say promises, because as yet it | The changes in the first are slight, as is always cannot be said to be fairly opened. The balls the case this month, because little is thought of of the President of the Chamber, and of the but evening-dress. The materials for pardessus Prefect of the Seine, presented elegant rather and robes continue the same, but black ones are than rich dresses; but there is every reason to more frequent. We have now a good many suppose that when the season is fairly opened, English families of distinction, all of whom are evening and ball-dress will resume the splendour | in mourning for your late excellent Queen of which the revolution of February had de- Dowager; but the mourning affords nothing prived it.
novel or remarkable. Cloth is more in favour