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fortune are immeasurably below her own. His handsome exterior 

 and engaging manners overcome her objections, and she consents to 

 the union, but is so overwhelmed with the caresses of her new con- 

 nections, that she at last makes a positive stand and refuses to remain 

 under the same roof with two of them who brought up Victorin from 

 his boyhood. He leaves her in an ecstacy of disgust, and here ends 

 the act. In the next, after an interval of two years, his death having 

 been reported, he re-appears in the character of his brother to the 

 supposed widow, and is so well convinced that he had formed too 

 hasty a judgment of her character, that he owns himself to be the 

 real Victorin Geoffray, and they are re-united with mutual satisfac- 

 tion. There is an under-plot in which a young lawyer, failing to 

 make himself agreeable to a young damsel who is in love with 

 gold lace and gunpowder, turns soldier, and after an absence of two 

 years, during which he has learned to smoke, swear, and ridicule 

 /' &at civil, finds on his return that his lady has changed her mind, 

 and thinks happiness most likely to be found in the arms of what he 

 * contemptuously terms un pequin. Latent, as the Colonel, was capital 

 as he always is, and left nothing to be desired. The rest were respect- 

 able. A detailed notice of the other pieces would make our readers 

 yawn as we did many a time before the curtain fell at one o'clock, 

 and we spare them the affliction. 



ADELPHI. 



Easter Monday. Two new pieces were prepared for the hungry 

 play-goers of the holidays. The Daughter of the Danube and Ruth 

 Tudor. The former is an adaptation from the French Ballet La 

 Fille du Fleure, and is meant merely for scenic effect. The plot is 

 very simple and soon told. The Deity of the Danube came on earth, 

 and there for a time, in the semblance of a fisherman, married a 

 wife. By her he had two children ; one of them is missed, together 

 with himself, and of course they are supposed drowned. The re- 

 maining daughter grows up to womanhood under the eye of the 

 widow, who wishes her to marry an unwelcome suitor. The girl 

 refuses and is surprised by the apparition of her papa, in full river- 

 god costume, who persuades her to descend into his under-water 

 mansions. Hither she is followed by her lover, and, after sundry 

 trials of his constancy, they are united. John Reeve was introduced 

 as a tyrannical old Baron, who wishes to take unto himself a fourth 

 wife, having disposed of his three first in the depths of the Danube, 

 and who seleclsCaralie (Mrs. Honey) to do the duty in this capacity, 

 ousting a previous aspirant to the k honour of her hand, who was not 

 quite equally disagreeable to her, but incomparably less welcome 

 than Franzel the Baron's page. As may be supposed, the dialogue 

 is nonsensical enough, but Reeve looked comical, Mrs. Honey looked 

 pretty, Mrs. Fitzwilliam arch, and Buckstone quaint, and that was 

 enough for the occasion. The scenery is pretty, especially the grotto 

 beneath the rolling waves of the mighty river. The whole went oif 

 very well, and we are not inclined to find fault except to observe, 

 that it would have been as well if the author had not introduced 



