From Our Own Small Scholar.—"That's where I should like to be," sighed Sam Sucker minimus, as in his geography lesson he read the name of Orange Free State. "Fancy, oranges free!!"
A MODEL REMODELLED.
The "Revised Edition"—probably to style it "The Revised Version" would savour too much of the Biblical Committee Room—of An Artist's Model now removed to the Lyric is occasionally "funny," though not absolutely "without being" occasionally "vulgar." Its weakest point is its story, but as the plot only occasionally obtrudes itself upon the audience, the weakest point is, therefore, not worth mentioning, only its strong points, which consist in Marie Tempest's singing, but not in what she has to sing, and in Miss Letty Lind's mild warbling and charming dancing, which latter thoroughly deserves the hearty encores she obtains, as does also Mr. Farkoa's capital rendering of an otherwise not particularly brilliant French laughing song. Mr. Eric Lewis and Mr. W. Blakeley attain great distinction by their clever rendering of nothing in particular.
Mr. Hayden Coffin appears depressed. But comic relief to his sentimental sadness is given by both Lawrance D'Orsay, with as much of the traditional D'Orsay courtliness that is left of it, and Mr. Farren Soutar, worthy inheritor of a double talent. Lyrics of H. Greenbank neat, as they always are; but the compositions of Mr. Sidney Jones will probably "keep the stage," as it is impossible, at one hearing, at all events, to carry any of it away with you. The "house," on this occasion, excellent; far better than the piece.
Joseph's Coat.
["There is a Chinese regiment which enjoys the terrible and glorious appellation of 'The Tiger-Braves.' They are dressed in coats covered with spots to resemble the skin of the animal from which they take their name.... The Government are a regiment of Tiger-Braves."—Mr. Chamberlain at Birmingham.]
Joe, who should know all about "beasts" and "caves,"