THE OPERA-GOER'S DIARY.
NOTHING particular this week. Mlle. MELBA, the two DE RESZKÉS, and M. LASSALLE sang, by Royal command, in the afternoon at Windsor Castle. "Wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the QUEEN?" Rather. We meant to wind up the week with Le Prophète, but JEAN DE RESZKÉ had caught cold,—perhaps on the return journey from Windsor,—and so Faust was substituted, with MELBA as Marguerite, and RAVELLI the Reliable as Faust. We are looking forward to Hamlet. "To be or not to be"? Probably "to be." Highly successful Season gradually drawing to a close. Where's Masaniello? Not heard it for years. It would come out as quite a novelty. Let the Sheriff-elect look to it. If not for this Season, let it mark the year of office of DRURIOLANUS OPERATICUS.
"PAROCHIAL" POLITICS INDEED!—Making over to a handful of Colonists that would not fill many an English parish the "mighty mileage" of Western Australia!
