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nager Covent-garden theatre ever boasted, gave Tokely some 

 good advice on the subject of drink. Tokely was an excellent co- 

 median, and could he have conquered his bibulous propensities, must 

 have reached a lofty eminence ; but he sunk beneath the vice, and 

 added one more name to the long, long list of men of mind who have 

 yielded to the triumphs of rum. Fawcett admired his talent, and did 

 his best to wean him from his practices, but in vain. Tokely came 

 drunk to the rehearsal more than once, and Fawcett, irritated at his 

 conduct, spoke to him thus : — " What a beast you must be, to swill 

 in this way so early in the morning. Look at yourself; and if the 

 liquor has not drowned every feeling of shame, blush while I draw 

 your picture. Unwashed hands and face — a long beard — foul linen 

 and dirty boots — a fiery and loathsome breath — an unsteady gait — 

 and the countenance of an idiot. You have become an object of pity 

 to your friends, of derision to your enemies, of anoyance to your ma- 

 nao-er, a curse to your family, and a disgrace to the profession you 

 otherwise might honour. That is what you gain for a momentary 

 gratification. If you love drink, and nothing seems able to stop you, 

 at least get drunk like a gentleman, and never till you have dined." 

 Tokely was too blue to remember any thing of this sermon upon 

 temperance, but the last line. The next morning he was called to 

 rehearsal at ten o'clock. He reeled from the gin-shop, and stood 

 before Fawcett most obviously swipey. The manager shook his 

 head more in sorrow than in anger ; but Tokely, cocking his hat, 

 and buttoning up his coat in all the seeming confidence of right, 

 said, with many hiccups, " It's all right, sir, I have followed your ad- 

 vice, it's all right ! I've dined.'' 



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King's Theatre. — Since last greeting our theatrical readers, this 

 right royal-named property hath opened its portals and submitted 

 to the inspection and auscultation of its loyal suppoi'ters a numerous 

 corps of histrionic aspirants, among whom will be found several of 

 high-sounding note, and others, eminent professors of calislhenic 

 movements. Among the former have appeared Madame Colleoni- 

 Corti and Signor Cartogeneva. The lady possesses a shrill, powerful, 

 yet exquisitely pleasing voice. She astounds her hearers when run- 

 ning up the chromatic passages, and keeps them in suspense until 

 the descent, which presents as powerful a contrast as the gentle rill 

 to the mountain torrent. Independently of her harmonic qualifica- 

 tions, she has all the enthusiasm and ardour of a polished and accom- 

 plished actress. Madame has already enchanted many admirers of 

 her talent ; and, if she be not shelved on the appearance of Grisi, 

 she will constitute a formidable rival to that lady. Signor Cartoge- 

 neva is a compound of the Tamburini and Ilubini class. Endowed with 

 a voice of considerable compass, great flexibility, and much sweet- 

 ness, lie gives efl'ecl to passages expressive of manly dignity, con- 

 stancy, and affection, thai, in his personation of the characters that 



