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The NKw COMEDY AT THE PARK LAST NIGHT
The much talked-of new comedy, "Fashion,"
oy Mrs. Mowatt, was produced at the Park last
night. 1t was one of the best houses we have ever
SEEN Boxes, pit, and galleries were crowded
All the leati of the city were there, with toIer-
able sprnklng of the elite, and the greatest curl
osiiy and excitement appeared to prevail through
ont the house, relative to the probable success or
failure of this first attempt TO exhibit on the Amer
can stage picture Of American society and man.
ners.


After the orchestra had played an overture, &C.
companed by the animated buzz OF conversation,
which was heard all over the house the curtain
was drawn up, and then Mr.. Crisp entered, read
ing newspaper, and spoke the following
PROLOGUE.
Fashion, a Comedy-Il go-but stay


Now read farther, 'tis q native play


Bah homemade cslicoes we'll enough.


But homemade Dramas must be stupid stuG
Had It the London stamp twould debut then,
For pIoys we lack The manners and the men !"
Thus speaks one critic-hear anofher's creed;
Fashion! what's here2 (reads) 1t never succeed
What! from toomGn's pen II takes man


To write comedy-no woman cam"


Well sir. and what say you' And why that frown1
His eyes uprollcd, he lays the paper down
Here tske." he says, "the unclesn thing awsy
IT'S tainted with a notice Of piay!'


But, sir hut gentlemen you sir who think
No comedy can flow from nafiue ink-


Are we such perfect monsters cr such dull,


That wit no traits for rdicue Gull !?


Have we fol!ies here to be redressed?


Novices gibbetted crimes confessed 2-(Applause
But them sfemale hand can't lay the lash on ~


How know you that, sir when the theme is Fashion ?"
And now come forth, thou man of ssnctity


How shall venture reply to thee


The STAGL-what is it, though beneath thy ban,
But aDAGUERREoTYPE of life and man


Arrsgn poor human nature, il you will,


But let the Drama have her mission still Applause)
Let her with honest purpose, SILL reflect


The faults which keen-eyed satire may detect
For there be men, who dread not an hereafter


Yettremble at the He'll Of public laughter


Friends from these scofers appeal to you
Condemn the false but ! applaud the true


Grant that some wit may grow on native soil
And Arts fair fabric rise from ,ooman's toll


While we exhibit but to rfDyeheud-