REMARKS.

This is a comedy of a superior order, and contains true pictures of vice and vanity. The days of Lord Ogleby, to be sure, are gone by. Those times in which aristocratic vices and follies were considered allowable, as such;-when the lord courted the alliance of the rich trader for the sake of his cash, and the rich trader the alliance of the lord for an acquisition of quality. Lords are now estimated as they ought to be, in our mixed constitution, and rich commoners pass for their intrinsic value every where. In The Clandestine Marriage the balance is even; for although his lordship's foppery and self delusion are most egregious, yet, when a delicate female, barbarously consigned to unmerited distress, comes

"Betwixt the wind and his nobility,"

his lordship, with the genuine spirit of one of Nature's own noblemen, manfully offers her the shelter and protection of his house.

Sterling and his sister, Mrs. Heidelberg, still linger, and maintain a slight footing amongst us. We occasionally, in driving along a sun-shiny lane, get a glimpse of some (fir) gothic ruins, having a few new pieces spliced on, look quite smart, and are, in fact, as good as new.

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Canton is an amusing fellow. The part is too much of a caricature, and the worst is, we feel it to be very illiberal. Who can ever think of Switzerland without, at the same time, thinking of its wise and just institutions-institutions which have survived the wreck of more powerful states? Switzerland, too, has given shelter and repose to the persecuted of all states

it is the country which charmed our Milton to the highest fervour of poetry, and lulled our Kemble to eternal rest.

LORD OGLEBY.-First dress :-Flowered satin dressing gown, a bow of white satin riband on his head. Second dress :-Full court dress with spangles, &c.

SIR JOHN MELVIL.-Dress hat, blue dress coat, white waistcoat, white breeches, white silk stockings, shoes and buckles.

STERLING.-Cocked hat, brown coat, waistcoat, and breeches; white stockings, and shoes.

LOVEWELL.-Round black hat, blue coat, white waistcoat, black breeches, black silk stockings, and shoes.

CANTON.-First dress:-Cocked hat, light coat trimmed with black, a belt, huge French postilion's boots, his hair in papers. Second dress:-White coat, light drab breeches, very short at the knees, light and spotted silk stockings, and shoes.

BRUSH.-Olive green coat, buff waistcoat, flesh coloured breeches and silk stockings, and shoes.

MRS. HEIDELBERG.-First dress :-Dark flowered gown, a flat and very wide gipsy hat. Second dress:-Flowered silk gown (very large pattern) trimmed with scarlet, ruffles, high cap, and long fliers. Third dress :-Common robe de chambre, &c.

MISS STERLING-White satin.

FANNY.-White muslin, trimmed with white satin. BETTY.-Flowered cotton gown, black silk apron.

Cast of the Characters at the Theatre-Royal, Covent-Garden, 1824.

Mr. Baker.

Mr. Fawcett.

Mr. Cooper.

Mr. Yates.

Mr. Jones.

Mr. Mears.

Mr. Heath.

Mrs. Davenport.

Mrs. Faucit.

Miss Jones.

THE

Clandestine Marriage.

ACT I.

SCENE I.-A Room in Sterling's house.-Miss Fanny and Betty meeting.

Enter BETTY.

Betty. Ma'am! Miss Fanny! Ma'am!
Fanny. What's the matter, Betty?

Betty. (c.) Oh la! Ma'am! as sure as I am alive, here is your husband

Fanny. Hush! my dear Betty; if any body in the house should hear you, I am ruined.

Betty. Mercy on me! it has frightened me to such a degree, that my heart is come up to my mouth.-But as I was a saying, ma'am, here's that dear, sweetFanny. Have a care, Betty.

Betty. Lord! I am bewitched, I think-But as I was a saying, ma'am, here's Mr. Lovewell just come from London.

Fanny. Indeed!

Betty. Yes, indeed, and indeed, ma'am, he is. I saw him crossing the court-yard in his boots.

Fanny. I am glad to hear it. But pray now, my dear Betty, be cautious. Don't mention that word again, on any account. You know we have agreed never to drop any expressions of that sort, for fear of an accident.

Betty. Dear ma'am, you may depend upon me. There is not a more trustier creature on the face of the earth, than I am. Though I say it, I am as secret as the grave-and if its never told, till I tell it, it may remain -untold till doom's-day for Betty.