NEw BRioHroN, Sept. l, 18f5.
New Era Of the Drama-Ertyaordinayy Revival /,
Iheafricais at Neic Brighton
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Nep Era Of the Drama-Erfyaor ordinary Revival in
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My DEAR BENEFIT


We are all in state OF indescrbable excitement
here The mosquitoes, it is true, have been ex-
ceedingly troublesome, and every tide has brought
TO our shores its fresh importation of il-starred
horses CATS dogs and loaers, but during the last ten
days d new movement has been originated, and we
are All US lively and excitable as Dutch Jersey
mans bed in the middle of August. Seriously and
entre mons-I know how you can appreciate gene
rous confdence-we areI age-struck-positivey
mad on private theatrlcals


The season has been so excessively hot--ennni
has been so universally omnipotent-he quarrels OF
the ladies' have been ifeless and dull that the IN
genuity of the few charitable souls amongst us
heaven help them has been taxed TO the utmost
with the benevolent intent of creating some excite
ment and with such gratifying success.that we are
now in fair way Of raising breeze"-do excuse
the use of one of those classical phrases to which
the popular literature of our day and generation has
given undying Immortality. On the evening oil
Wednesday next-may the heavens smile on us.
and may


Jupiter, who brings whatec is great
And, Venus, that brings every thing that's fair
shed on us their influence benign-we mean to give
an exhibition of private thearicals, which the vig
liant angels must admire, and all the sons of men, so
favored as to be present, must adore.


We had a rehearsal last night. My dear Sir, when
you are informed that my miserable head is now
racked by the demon that somehow or other locates
himself at the bottom Of the third bottle of cham
paigne, which pours out amid the social circle its
strangely mingled influences of good and evil--ot
sentiment pathos, philosophy, love, blood and mur-
der, and the devil knows what, You may, perhaps
charltably excuse the incoherence of my description
of the scene. But, must to my task. am not
let me breathe the audable aspraton--a man to
whose vision scenes of beauty, novelty, fun, philo-
sophy-have hit on the appropriate epithets, dear
Sir !-can be revealed without the creation of the
desire to give them in the chronicles of the times
, fitting, and in some degree worthy place. Help
then, spirits OF poetry and beauty to describe our
rehearsal The play chosen by us for representation
Is the Rivals" written by one Sheridan, a very
passable wit in his day so my dear friend,
! Miss O'Shaughnessy tells me; and, from such
lps--so ruby, pouting, and amorous-n nothing
but truth proceed. "Sir Anthony Absolute
has been, alas | must candldly inform you,
| rather unfortunate In his representative. He is
a tall, clownish, gawky fellow, with a sngu-
lary pebean "Mug." Nature intended him for IA
ploughboy but his respectable progenitor having by
mertorous industry in the green-grocer line realized
, some twenty thousand dollars, "Sir Anthony " has
set up Tor gentleman. Dear sir, you have keen
perception Of the ridlculous-I do wish you
had seen our "Sir Anthony" make his ap
pearance on our miniature stage. His washer
woman, unfortunately, perchance by malice 1re-
pense-genius, you know is always subject to
evil inhuences,-had neglected to deliver his
linen on last Saturday night, and :" Sir Anthony
sruted on with very suspicious butoning up OF his
coat, and in fact in the second act the ignorance
f and concei Of the fellow were conspicuous that
laughed outright and really never heard " Sir An
thony' deliver, with greater enthusiasm, the afiec
tonate remark


IT'S false, sir know you are laughing in your sleeve;


know you'll grin when I'm gone, sirrah


Said I,-sotto roce,-takng the part of the Cap
tain for the aonce-


Sir hope know my duty better


Sir Anthony looked daggers at me as | sat quietly
in remote corner of the room-l am modest man,
my dear sir you have, of course, already perceiv
ed-and, flying of at tangent, he disappeared from
the stage.


But now, my dear oracle of fashion, | must say
something Of" Captain Absolute" After all, don
know that | should He is a dry goods clerk from





scrlption! Yes, 1t will be complete if quote ex-
clamaton from the third act, which the author puts
in his mouth" lmpudent scoundrel p" Sir Lu-
brokers' clerk from Wall street. "Acres" is
La druggist, who has just opened store in
one of the avenues "Fag' was formerly. waiter
at the Astof House. "Davld"was engaged a twelve
month ago in collecting advertisements for one of
the Irish papers, but bott by fortunate speculation
last season, have realized something handsome, and
are thus enabled TO figure at our fashionable water
| enthusiastically, we very fashionable here
can't you that from my description, tame and
dull as 1t is r!


But now, my dear sir, come to talk of our female
performers Oh! how swiftly glides the pen
as II enters on this part OF my task Our
Lydia Langush' Is an angel Such an eye,
my dear Bennett And then she so provo
} kingly manages to disclose an ankle, such Pow
ers-ony think of such clever fellow coming from
the city of pork such as Powers, | say,-there
now, see how violate all old Blairs rules of rneto-
ric,-would have delighted to copy in insensate
marble, but which will you let me, that ISL will
now lmmortaize in your columns "Jula" is per-
ection. | dare not trust myself to describe her.
Mrs. Malaprop' may, indeed, so far as she is con-
III am delighted with the scheme;
Never was any thing better perpetrated.n


But our petite souper after rehearsal! All could |
but dare to describe these scenes Blancard, need
tell you, is prince OF the cuis,ne-kitcllener and
, Ude are fools to him, will you believe me! II YOU
don't, will you believe Miss Lydia Langush? She


authority let me tell you, and the first official
dinner that she gives after her approaching espou-
, | sals-we know some things here, we do-will
establish her intelligence in these matters, else we
are egregousy mistaken However, let me drop
the curtain for the present. On Thursday you will
hear from me, for have been fortunate enough to
, obtain card with the following inscription
oooooooooooo 20 ooo 900 oooo 100000
PRIVATE THEATRIcALS. z
NEW BRIGHTON PAVILION.
admit Mr.. -
L. WILLIAMS, Secretary. Z
ooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooo oooooooooooo 100000
Let me subscribe myself, your devoted friend and
. admrer,


No MATTER VINO.
Movements Of Travellers.


The season is too far advancing for forward and too