But the above is an entr'acte, shorter than those at Covent Garden, by the way. M. MAUREL first-rate as the Don, both in acting and singing, even better in former than latter; but the dear old serenade, which never can be vulgarised, in spite of its popularity, was encored, and the encore was gracefully accepted, Signor BEVIGNANI being in the chair, and willing to tap the desk and announce, "Gentlemen! Monsieur MAUREL will oblige again!" Applause.
If all the village maidens could dress in a costume such as Miss ZÉLIE-ZERLINA wears, then, to take the best and nicest view of it, that village must be uncommonly prosperous. Probably tourists' visits are not few and far between: but anyhow, even the most unsuspicious bumpkin of a lover, would be inclined to ask a few questions about this finery. However, her performance was as fine as the dress, and she looked quite the ZÉLIE-ZERLINA, so fascinating to the Lord and the Lout.
Saturday.—Roméo et Juliette, that is, M. JEAN DE RESZKÉ and Mlle. EAMES. A nearly perfect performance. JEAN a trifle too stout for an ideal Romeo, but of course he couldn't go into training for the part at short notice. The spirit with which he played the part far outweighed the error of the flesh. Miss EAMES a charming Juliet in every way, though her singing of the waltz was not of dazzling firework brilliancy. Brother NED was the Frère Laurent. Excellent. The name Anglo-Frenchified, suggests a reverend gentleman who would meddle with legal marriages and perform private ceremonies without leave or licence from his Ordinary, and might be known as Brother Law-wrong, an Extra-Ordinary Friar. The House crammed full with an audience as brilliant as the performance.
THE ETERNAL FITNESS OF THINGS.
Son of the House. "YOU'RE NOT DANCING, MR. LAMBERT! DON'T YOU WISH TO?"
Mr. Lambert (who is not so slim as he used to be). "CERTAINLY—IF YOU CAN FIND ME A CONCAVE PARTNER!"