Friday Night.—Our blasé young man writes to say, "I am suffering from effects of draughts at Opera. Think it must be some Operatic air which has given me cold. It's a gruel case for yours truly."
Saturday Night.—Occasion described as "popular;" and, consequently, Il Trovatore announced. A little old-fashioned, but what of that? VERDI just the composer "to keep your memory green." Alas! cold once more to the front. The blasé one "still off duty, so no reliable report to hand." No doubt everything passed off pleasantly. Manrico obviously, when on the stage, more of a man than Germont Junior. The standing line has been, "large audience much pleased with the entertainment." Altogether a successful week.'
MEM. FOR VISITORS TO LONDON.—Don't forget to look in at the bird-pictures of STACEY MARKS, R.A. Stay, see Marks! See Marks! They are land-marks in the history of Modern Art.
MR. PUNCH'S PRIZE NOVELS.—NO. VI., "Thrums on the Auld String," next week.