THE FIELD 
S4S 
rT^^c. bo shook l*i8 lica.l. and relapsed into his usual 
ortcninr jdj j began lo Pave misgivings that tlie bay 
shoulders were not quite so perfect as I had supposed, and 
v 0r *i,t visions of the Inst of tho Gotobcds. sustaining wlintnnfoel- 
• - .norUmcn donominato “o orllmplcr. ,, Presently that busy 
* n 5 Powckc, rides up, with his usual important on-, and pro- 
1, « lively interest in mv welfare, nt the same lime that he 
• flltes the liberty of puffing his cigar in my face, anxiously en- 
ircs whether l have not bought n horse “ from n person or tho 
‘I ~ r j.-.ti. ?” “ ? 
V a nd a dangerous brute he is: Hint horse ran away with 
i Tns'tron^, and devilish near killed him. 1 should return him 
Ar c ' Too bad of Smith to sell such a horse to a 
if I were you 
gentleman ! " 
This was pleasant. If I felt for Armstrong. 
to Cap’cn S nappes, when he was five year old. It’s my opinion 
wo should have stood by him, for the Cap’ on only gave us six- 
oml-thirty pound ! ” 
iny misgivings on mv own account, .lust ns I recovered 
v presence of mind sufficiently t.. nmk.-suine further inquiries, 
shrill echo of n vicw-hollon sent us nil nt sixes mill sevens to 
lifflureiit parts of the covert, each man choosing tho point ntwluoli 
thought himself most likely to head the fox. 1 could not, of 
-nurse let the dangerous brute out of a trot— a pace at which, 
tn do him justice, lie went quietly enough ; so 1 was ore long 
iTtnken l> v Slinrpes, wlio comes out on a pony, 1 bonovc, tor 
the express purpose of crabbing every limit ter ridden by his more 
fortunate neighbours. , ... 
Ah,” says Sharpes, “-so you ve got Smiths horse, with on 
emphasis by' no means flnllei ing on the pronoun. . , 
C " Well,” said 1, now getting rather savage, what thon . do 
you know anything against him?” 
J "Good sort of horse, I believe, replied Sharpes. Of 
course you got him all-right— sorow-pi ice, mid nil Hint? 
’•Screw-price," I rqiiented. now beginning do boil ovor , 
ii nothing of the kind, sir l .Wliy tho 'house is ns sound as a 
lC " Hope he’ll remain so,” relumed Slumpcs. “ All I know 
lie was lamo behind most of lust season iftnd the wretch 
rode unfeelingly on, as if lie had made the . kindest observation in 
I now resolvod to .find out what I could about my nog, in 
every direction. Of course, if all that I had heard was true my 
old schoolfellow could have no objection to taking back so 
dosirable on acquisition, mid accordingly when n short-running 
fox, a hasty huntsman, anil a couple of slow whips, brought us 
all together once more in full conclave tocliokc up the middle riu- 
in^, I proceeded to institute inquiries nmongst the assem- 
bled field as to their knowlcdgo of my now hunter’s previous 
history. . . . . 
What a variety of accounts did I rcceivo concerning ms 
merits, demerits, character, hud performances! One man knew 
Smith had the best horse in that country, and thought ho was 
„ hoy— opined though, that it couhl not possible lie the one 1 
was riding; hut did not condescend to explain why. Another 
remembered Smith’s roarer very well, and was convinced it must 
bo the same horse. A better-informed sportsman was quite euro 
that it was the nag Smith rode the day of tho Newton 1' "ley run, 
mid thought he was a pood horse at the pace he could go. I'roni 
on intimate friond I gathered that *‘ if it was the horse he meant, 
tho brute was ns soft us butter, and always stopped iu three 
fields !” Whilst a man 1 disliked particularly, wondered ‘1 
hadn’t asked him, as lie know nil Smith's horses, and I ought 
to.havo bought the grey." Just then tho horn sounded on 
the opposite hill, anil wo saw a black cap bobbing along tho 
horizon, ns black caps only do when hounds ure really away. 
Helter-skelter went the field, some sitting down, some standing 
up, some with loose reins, some with tight, some holding, some 
hustling ; but all in a douce of n hurry, and all anxious to reacli 
i lie hounds in the shortest possible space of time. It was not 
for me to ride Armstrong's conqueror in this reckless stylo; so I 
trotted after the crowd nt a sober steady pace, devoutly trusting 
that I might not return lo dinner on a gale, or a hurdle, or even 
inside a post chaise. Tho bay hor-c went amiably enough; lus 
Jlmuscntcnta 
ADELPIII THEATRE. 
On Monday the Overland Journ i. y to Constanti- 
nople, AS UNDERTAKEN BY LORD BATEMAN; WITH 
Interesting Particulars of the Fair Sophia! 
Easier Monday is to witness the production of this new 
Political Burlesque — one upon which till hands in the 
Strand have, like the War (JftVmc nnd Admiralty, further 
west, been working double aides for weeks post. Wc 
can’-t — and “ pity ’tis, ’tis tvud” — nil go to Turkey in 
i propria rtjeRSon«,.mul itlnwoforc must fain study the quarrel 
•witlitlUc'Qzttr within, the walls of a theatre ot peace, rather 
than on the real theatre of .war. Let Monday’s Burlesque 
he our tutQX' Anil, cuntcs, ;»t .w a Burlesque for the 
Emperor of All the iRussins (we novel rightly understood 
that word “ All to combat against Prance and England. 
And now, thorul'ovq, in tliis Easier Week, it the C/..tr he 
laughed at in London, ihc will have 'but himself to thank 
for it. Sir.Chnvles Napier will indisputably do the business 
at Svoubovg, as well, perhaps, as at Revel, Lilian, and 
elsewhere; but this is scarcely enough: wc Cockneys 
nftust have our broad grins in London, if we can’t have our 
broadsides in the Baltic. We don’t, O! Constant Readers 
of “ The Field.” here intend to launch into a lecture. Mr. 
{Rogers, T.R.A., is a better lecturer than ourselves. He 
will most eloquently .discourse and descant on the Bate- 
manian Tourj ovon so curly ns to-morrow night. And 
thus, Lavard’s Tour -to Nineveh must henceforth hide its 
diminished head. Wc happen, -wc confess, to know what 
Mr. Rogers intends to attempt; and, moreover, what lie is 
sure. to -succeed in. He will give you a lecture on Easter 
Monday— on Turkey we mean— opening with a camp of 
“Houi'is” — >the play-bill calls them “Fairies” — proceeding, 
as our Hussars are, to the city of the Sultan, under Field- 
Marshal L. .Uavding and Marshal Laidlnw, iu a cause 
which will (in the Adclphi) produce a most astounding 
scenic effect. But we must not talk politics in The 
Field. “Give me,” said u worthy (belter known than 
trusted, perhaps) “ the opportunity of writing tho ballads 
Minim o jyuov vwwmv* * ■ ■ " "'V ' " ' . '■ . 
mouth and action were good; nnd though he cocked Ins curs anil 
looked about him os if ho was not quite satisfied to ho so far 
behind, I began to hope that, after all, I might bo spared Arm- 
strong's fate. 
Down through a watercourse, tip a , grassy bank, over a light 
fallow, 1 followed the receding chase. At the extreme corner of 
the latter was n low stile, tho only pracficublo , place in a high 
strong fence, and, moreover, some daring equestrian had ab- 
stracted the top lair. I thought the buy horse couhl hardly fall; 
jet I gave him a chuck under t lie chin, as on additional precau- 
tion, which laid the eti'oQt of making him blunder fearfully over 
the two remaining bars. “ Denr me,” thought L “Cooper was 
right: he hns not shoulders fur n timber-jumper 1” 
1 now rode on uncomfortably enough, with but small 
hopes of again coming up with the hounds. I did no! dare gal- 
lop, for fear of being run away with (like Armstrong'. I was 
therefore compelled to remain utterly in Ihedaik a- to tho merits 
of my hnndred-und-twenly guineas’ wnrlh. He might be a rank 
roarer, he might ho ns soft as butler; but it was impossible for 
mo to. find out. Altogether I began to wish I bail never had 
anything to do with him, and tho first friendly lane I oaino to I 
turned down on my homeward wav, disgusted with my horse, 
myself, Smith, ami (ho world in general, more particularly 
tluit portion of it then on joy ing tho good run. from which I wus 
excluded. 
As I turned the corner of ndong straggling ash-spii ny, I saw 
something black coming Inwards me, down the while sandy 
road. In n twinkling it darted aside, nnd whisked through the 
fi neo to my left. Another moment walled the mile of n hound 
on my ear. Didn’t 1 screech! didn’t I holloa! This is wlintil 
Ijke — I don’t care fur your riding— give me hunting. 1 love to 
view the fox — 1 love lo watch the hounds — 1 love to iuHrfero with 
the whole arrangement ; and any fellow may have?/!// share of grasp- 
ing. and bruising, and tumbling about, nod making him.- elf ridicu- 
lous- tbnt likes. Tho field were told off at kr.nt two mile' in the rear ; 
the huntsman wns down and Ins ho rao n-top of him ! the whips 
wo to where whips always are — nowhere ; ami the pack wore 
limiting along at that holding pace which ofoll others tempts you 
to get aa near them ns you conveniently can. Hob nnd blood 
could not stand it. Wiili some misgivings, but a resolute grasp, 
1 got the bay liorso by tho head, nnd shoved him through tho 
fence. He dropped nicely to his bridle in thc-ndjoining plough. 
Two friendly gates, parallel with llic line, gave me sufficient en- 
couragement to jump n water- course. And when a middle-aged 
gentleman hns done his wafer-course, stop him "ho inn. .Mod- 
esty bids me draw u veil our tin' ( \| b. its lli d follOvvetl : it id suf- 
ficient to say that when the IioiiiiiIh pulled- Ihcir fox down on the 
vergo of Jlenthorly Common, I, llu-lovin G'd.ibcd, wns in tho 
•niddloul tlieni, ami not anolhor end in Mj'ht, If ' “ old Rustic 
could speak, be would yoych for the truth of my s' at. incut, inas- 
much Its bo took apiece oat of l he scat of my 1 .dims on that 
memorable occasion. 
It sail very well for -young Ansar to sav I only went the last 
mile, and that lama “skirling, maiyuluuii.'iug, old blockhead” 
(tboio are I lie words, young ggnticiu.au; lor I In aid of.it all 
through atliild parly, "Inf told Fanny Smith) ; but " give me 
the mun’tlirit seean fox killed,” s ty I. " I'iiis coronal opus, or, 
as we used to say nt school, “the "proof of the pudding's in the 
«a!ing;”.andil call Hint m.ui a sp ui'm m who gels lo the endat 
the h-ust expenditure of agitation ami huicrllesh. 
The lay was no roarer, tin- hay wax no puller, l In* bay wns not 
as “soTt its butter;” ! was de'ighjcd vvitji biip. When 1 got off 
b ai at the stable door, 1 wouldn’t liavo taken three hundred for 
him. 
’•That's- flic best banter in . Ivngland,” sai l I iu my groom. Tho 
ru<*cal grinned. 
’’ Well, sir,” lie rejoined, “ I always gaid as wo never ought to 
have parted with him.” 
"Parted with him !” I exclaimed; “ how d’ve mean?” 
•mvhy, sir,” replied he, “this is our bay horse, na we sold 
for the people, and I cave not who makes the laws.” 
Bearing this in mind, the authors of Monday’s Burlesque, 
having now despatched their Fairies, will fall foul ot the 
original ballad ot Lord Bateman (lent lo them by Mr. 
Pnumi of the British Museum), nnd at once introduce 
us to a Pasha’s Salentlik, or reception room, with a 
Bosphoric view (n phosphoric one would necessarily 
have introduced Mr. O. Smith, ami thus rendered the 
malinger liable to a libel at the suijtul “Gentleman” Niuk- 
olas). Here Paul Bedford is the “Old Turkey,” who 
will appear as the father of the historic fair Sophia, the 
“Young Turkey ’’(Miss Mary Kcdcy), who, of course, 
entertains very advanced views of western civilization. 
We don’t intend to divulge too , ninny secrets ; hut there is 
—not a Don Ctcsnr de Bazan — but a Clean r (or Seizor) dc 
Byzantium, a Don Cossack, which part will be played by 
Mr. Selby (we had almost written ccll-by, since these 
northern Csasaxs, or Czars, arc so given to “cells.") This 
character will be easily recognised from a lmbit tlie indi- 
vidual has acquired of ’wearing a 'paletot il la Mcnschikoff, 
ami his troubling tho fair Sophia with an ultimatum in- 
stead of a Truciit’s pomatum for hor long and silken 
tresses, which other gentlemen would rather present to 
their mis-tresses,. notwithstanding the lame of bear's grease. 
Lord Bateman, however, is tlie boy for bewitching her 
(tlie fair Sophia) ; .his family name is Woolgar, and his 
squire, ” his proud young porter,” generally known us the 
unequalled Ixuoley — not the husband of that ilk — bears 
for this occasion the classic nam e of . John Thomas, and n 
somewhat /icircm-scarem fellow he will tarn out to be. 
A gentleman looking over our shoulder reminds us of Fat 
.Emma, but he is wrong, the lady's name is Futimun^e 
Maskell, and as the attendant on the fair Sophia, no doubt 
she’ll on Monday attend to her interests most satisfac- 
torily. The ladies are confined to their cabins, and us 
the ‘fairies, like certain admirals, “ have laid no orders 
from home ; ” all seems at sixes ami sevens, till a bar to 
farther mishaps is prevented by Mr. Lo Barr, who proves 
as nimble as a mo nkey in the mischief of the moment. A 
view of “quod” succeeds, which must be seen to bo appre- 
ciated, after which the authors determined to close tlie first 
net with a tremendous blow, favours us with The Golden 
Horn. The second acLteleis to “ Metric England " before 
Income Taxes were ever levied. Baton Lord Bateman 
and his expectant British bride (Miss Guthbert), or lmr 
mother the Counters Pokerbuck, wc cannot here enlarge. 
We don’t like jilting. Sophia opportunely arrives in Eng- 
machinit.L- 1 , scent- painter', wardrobe people, and tho host < f 
her Majesty’s lieges who gain a livelihood by moons of tho 
theatre, are e’en at it tooth and nail, potting up effects, 
aorgeouscoslumes.nnd fairy-like scenery, to delight the eye of 
honest John Bull on his forthcoming holiday. Old Drnry 
— “all things by turns und nothing loos ” — starts on Mon- 
day night with au opera company, which gives good pro- 
mise of a brilliant musical season, if the vocalists can only 
be induced to work together, and not throw a dumper on 
the affair by constantly cutcliina colds. Herr Formes is to 
bo tho chef of this operatic band, nnd ho in himself is a 
tower of strength. The programme embraces tho names of 
many of our bc.’l musicians, native nnd foreign ; may tho 
conjunction prove successful. At tho exhibition rooms 
for stage upholstery — tho Princess's — “ Richard the 
Third ” is to bo presented on Monday night, and a 
diabolical novelty upon that threadbare subject, “ Faust,” 
which hns been adopted from u two-act drama of tho 
Gyniniise theatre, Paris, which wus rather doubtful in Its 
moral tondoncy.by Dion Uonrcicuultis, to bo liiocght out on 
Wednesday. By this it is to be presumed that tho F.iister 
Monday folk are not good oiiongh to have the new piece set 
before thorn, but are to bo content with Colley Ciblicr’s 
hash of poor William Shukspcrc, warmed up and minced 
to atoms by the Oxford-stroot tragedian. Tho Lyceum, 
of course, has u burlesque, which ulso, us a inntlor of course, 
will be painted by Beverley ; an announcement to 
that effect has already been made. Tho Chii tnuis 
burlesque wns intended to be run up to this time; 
but as it was found to have lost Its atti union, it 
was withdrawn, and the house suddenly closed some two 
or three weeks hock. Biickslono has been astonishing tho 
weak nerves of many of his friends and admirers by placing 
at tho end of his Haymorkot bill an announcement that lie 
was about to start on a voyage round the world ; hut tho 
public anxiety has been somowhut nlluycd by on intimation 
to tho effect tliut tho voyage would be made round tho Globa 
in Loieester-sqnarc — though wliut fun thero is to lie got out 
of the ugly mass of bricks and mortar in tliut locality remains 
to be seen. The “ Voyage" lias beou written by Plum-lid, 
und is something in tho stylo of tho “ Ascent of Mount 
Parnassus,” lately brought out at this theatre. Tho public 
will have an opportunity of accompanying Buckstono on bis 
voyage, which we sincerely hope may prove anuislng to tho 
former, and also profitable to tbo latter. At the Olympic 
Buckstone’s comedietta, liavinc tho not Inappropriate tit lo 
of “The Happiest Day of my Life," is tlie Monday 
night's novelty. Tho principal weight devolves upon 
Robson, who is sure to do great thlnus. Tho littlo 
Adclphi, unceasing in its etidaavoijre to produce gotmino 
and original works, has iis Easter burlesque — ullhougli 
the first rmwness is nothing like worn off the drama 
of “ Two Loves nnd a Life.” Tbo burlesque is of tho rudest 
description, and upon It wo beliovo Robert Brough uml 
George Sola have brought their energies to bear. With 
two such writers, and such a subject as “The Overland 
Journey to -Constantinople, ns undertaken by iLord jBnte- 
man,” we may look forward to evenings of veal hilarity 
and mirth. The Strand Theatre will also have its new 
pieces in the shape of farce and burlesque. Sadler’s Wells 
has for the nonce thrown oft’ the mantle of gloomy tragedy, 
and has taken to the cup and hells of merry Mounts. Un- 
der the direction of Mr. T. Payne, nnd the stage manage- 
ment of Ilenry Farren, a season is to bo commenced, 
which wc believe the lslingtoniuns hail with pleasure, as 
they were almost surfeited with heavy five-act plays, dug 
from the bowels of the liternry world of ages long stnco 
past. Frank Tnlfourd’s witty burlesque “The Willow 
Pattern Plate," with lively Polly Marshall os the heroine, 
is the piece de.rvsiitancc for the inauguration on Monday 
night. Tlie east-end theatres, ami those over tho water, 
are all to have their “ enormous attractions” on the night 
in question, upon which occasion wc indeed promise to bo 
“nil alive." 
Mr. A. Wigan is ut Hastings, recruiting his strength, 
which lias been very precarious of late. 
“Jenny Lind at Berlin, — M adame Goldschmidt (Jonny 
Lind) gave her third concert on the 8tli insi.. ut tin- Gniml 
Redon tin Saloon ut Berlin. Upward* "I ’2.000 pormii* ttcio 
present. The concert went off with-liiiinoinu •<«,'/«?■ 
CHESS. 
PROBLEM No. 63. 
11 LACK. 
land, doubtless, having taken advantage of the return of a 
screw steamer; nail the English nobleman anil the Turkish 
lady, ufter all their trials, are united, amt became one, the 
Turkish law of polygamy being ot course set aside on this side 
of the English Channel. Bo that tlie Pokerbncks, are in 
poetic justice, pensioned off, and my Lord Buteuiuii and 
Lady Sophia Bateman, live loving and die lamented. A 
very sufficient reason for their appearance at the Adclphi, 
on Monday next. 
Kara Gcjeuz. 
General Theatrical Fenl.— O n Monday, ihc an- 
nual dinner in aid of this fund was celebrated at tlie Lon- 
don Tavern. About ICO gentlemen sat down to a most 
rechereJje banquet, which was presided over by Mr. Monek- 
ton Milli es. Subscriptions were announced during tlie 
evening to tlie amount of about £ > U), whereof the Queen 
contributed £100. According to custom, Mr. Buckstone 
backed up the chairman’s appeal on behalf of the charity 
by an amusing speceh. Air. T. I*. Cooke responded to tho 
toast of “Tho Army and Navy,” Air. Edwin James spoke 
on behalf of the bar; Mr. Albert Smith appeared as the 
“stranger,” and crowned the, part with a -comic song. Mr. 
Tom i iylor proposed the chairman's health very smartly ; 
and on this, as on former occasions, there was a numerous 
attendance of vocalists and instrumental .performers, who 
exerted themselves very successfully to contribute to the 
umu'Cment of the company. The proceedings, which were 
proRacfcd to a late hour, passed oft’ very agreeably. 
Easteiv Amusements. — During-llm wo< k there lias been 
an iti'vrregnum iu affairs then r uul, amt most of ourdia- 
matic favourites have avail, d themselves of the opportunity 
thus a ft'oided, to got a snifi of the fru*h ah' i» the country, 
(hat they may return invigorated to their labours on Monday 
night, vdi' ii our Easter holidays may be siid to commence. 
The note of preparation has been struck, nnd stage carpenter*, 
SOLUTION OF THE Util lTtOllfcEJI 
1. H take* Bfcli) K token q 
2. li to K a (double «h) K moves 
3. It mutes . 
Southamuton Ciiess Ci.Li). — Tbe president of this club 
is James Duncan, J->q., M.A .and tbe nice-pioshUmts ure 
Mr. W. Jolliffe and Mr. W. <’. Westlake, and Mr. Keeping 
is treasurer. We bear tliut the cljuhwlll hold n Chess Suirfco 
at tiro Victoria Rooms, buiitliainpt"ii , on Friday, April 21st, 
and that pluy commences ut •> o’clock p. in., and continue* 
during the evening. Ilerr Harrwltz hu* consented lu pEy 
three gatnes jiaiuUuneously, two of which without teeing tho 
board. Tickets to admit ladies and gentlemen muy b>- pro- 
cured of tlie Hon. Secretary, AJr. AV. Bhufhiud, 00, High- 
street 
