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told, that a depositing of rubbish on the beach, not mentioned in the Act of Parliament, is a casting of rubbish over the margin of the cliff, which is mentioned in the Act of Parliament, and should be punished alike-but that a carriage let on hire, whether open or close-bodied, drawn by men or horses, and no matter how constructed, may be legally denominated a hackney-coach ! Had the word hackney-carriage been used in the Act of Parliament, instead of hackney-coach, its meaning would have been less equivocal-and, on the same principle, in the case above cited, had drake been substituted for duck, the prisoner might have been hanged. The more we examine this matter, the more fully are we convinced that the Magistrates are right in their conclusions, and that the objections which exist with them, as touching certain clauses in the Local Act, may honourably and wisely have been called into being, without any desire on their part of aristocrating the ancient system of governing the place, or of weakening the present authority vested in the Local Commission. We shall pursue this subject further in our next number.
COURT AND FASHIONABLE.
On Thursday last, the Duke of Cambridge, unattended by any part of his suite, left the Pavilion for Sir John Shelley's seat, at Maresfield. His Royal Highness joined in shooting excursions, in that rural vicinity, part of Tuesday and Wednesday, and returned to the Palace about an hour after mid-day, on Thursday. Soon after the Royal Duke's return, it was publicly announced by circulars, that his Royal Highness would attend the Theatre in the evening.-—but from some cause or other, the honour, so said to have been intended, was not conferred. Madame Vestris has been playing at the Theatre, nightly, since this day se'nnightthe Duke of Cambridge was present at her
debut on Monday—the pieces then enacted were “The Siege of Belgrade,” and “ Paul and Virginia”—Lilla, and Paul, Madame Vestris. She delighted all present. There is an arch expression in her eye, which, in scenic efforts, tells admirably : her manner is often suited to that expression—and the word to the manner. She is playfully eloquent in silence; in her vocal efforts she enchants, but never bewilders : every note rings in tune, and is of the most melodi
ous quality. The animation of mind is visible in all she does ; her utterance is distinct, and the musician, not superficially, but profoundly gifted, is apparent in every varied intonation. In the opening of the latter piece, the duet (Miss George was the Virginia) was frequently interrupted by plaudits—more dulcetly it never could have vibrated upon a listening ear- -the feeling it excited was not to be suppressed to the Royal Duke's reiterated “ bravo !-charming !"-simultaneous thunder followed, and rich, very rich, was the aggregate of the treat enjoyed.
On the evening of Saturday se'nnight, a Concert, for the benefit of Mr. Kiesewetter, had the honour of his Royal Highness' presence and patronage at the Old Ship. The instrumental performers, under the direction of Mr. C. Kramer, were the musicians of the King's band, with the addition of Kiesewetter, Mr. Neate, and Madame Ferrari. The principal singer was Signora Caradori. Messrs. Incledon and Cooke led the choruses ; the performers of the latter, many of them, were amateurs from the local Catch and Glee Club. “God save the King,” marked the entrance of the Royal Duke, as at the Theatre, the company standing, and which, without being crowded, was elegantly numerous. The Overture to the Zauberflute, followed the national authem (wind instruments), and indescribably impressive was its effect. Like Don Vincenzio, in the comedy, every one seemed delighted with “ a crash.” A concerto on the violin, by Mr. Kiesewetter, amazed and enchanted all present : for brilliancy of execution, distinctness of tone, eloquent expression, and airy character, it was closely allied to perfection ; the most difficult passages were mastered with ease, and there were various, which, by many musicians, whose talents are destined to be perpetuated in the temple of Fame, would have been regarded as practically impossible. The rondo, Le Petit Tambour, wind instruments, clarionet obligato, Mr. C. Kramer, was another performance, in which astonishment was made to go hand in hand with pleasure. Madame Ferrari excelled on the piano-forte. Signora Caradori sung “ Ah si perdo," “ La plus Jolie," “ Dammi un Segnaio,” and “ Ca m'est egal," charmingly; in the latter she was encored. Her style of singing is classically chaste and natural; her melodies make their way to the heart ; and while she can direct such an effect, success in every effort must be its concomitant. Her voice is powerful, and of great compass; and there is a naiveté in her manner, which imparts delight visually to heighten the enjoyment of the listening faculty. Handel's Hallelujah Chorus and Coronation Anthem, the former as the finale to the first Act, and the latter at the close of the whole, were beautifully disposed ofthe choristers were perfect in their several parts; and with the instrumental performers, nothing was wanting to give sublimity to sound. Silence, for a few moments, marked the completion of each piece--and then the bursts of approbation were simultaneous and universal. At the opening of the concert, “ God save the King,” was divided as under, viz.Incledon
sung the first verse, Charles Palmer the second, and Signora Caradori a third. The voice of Incledon, powerful, and rich in quality, broke upon the ear like the sudden accents of a long absent and regretted friend and to which all were cheerfully ready to give a welcome. The Concert began a few minutes before nine o'clock, and was concluded a few minutes before midnight. The principal amateur choristers, on the above occasion, were-treble singers, Masters Barnes, Wood, and Jackson-counter, Messrs. Donaldson, Newnham, Isted, Palmer, Blaker, and Ashurst-tenor, Messrs. Incledon, Weston, Blaker, and Simes-bass, Messrs. Cooke and Son, Sheppard, Pocock, Fisk, Tester, Fowler, Harker, and Alderton.
Lord C. Manners, Sir David Scott, Bart. General Sir E. Kerrison, Bart. Sir Thomas Stepney, Bart. Mr. Brummell, &c. had the honour of being included in the Royal dinner parties at the Palace, last week.
On Thursday se'nnight, the Duke of Cambridge, for the second time, condescended to be the patron of the performances at the Theatre-It was for the benefit of Mrs. Gibbs. The pieces enacted were “ The Follies of a Day," “ The Sleepwalker,” and “ High Life below Stairs.” “God save the King," as before, was sung soon after his Royal Highness had entered the stage box, and the voices of an elegant and numerous auditory, were heard in the chorus. His Royal Highness appeared deeply to feel, and which his manner forcibly expressed, the affectionate and marked attention paid to him. The entertainments of a theatre never induced more applause than on this occasion, and the influencing cause was, the diverting and appropriate manner in which the several characters were sustained. « The Follies of a Day,” or, “ The Marriage of Figaro,” a French trifle, was never made more to excite the risibility of an English audience : its business, which is somewhat complex, was as skilfully as carefully managed and in the Figaro of Russell, the Count Almaviva of F. Vining, the Drunken Gardener, by Barnes, the page, of Miss Fisher, and the amusing portraiture of Susan, by Mrs. Gibbs, there was much, very much to commend, and nothing to condemn. The Sleepwalker afforded a favourable opportunity for exhibiting the mimic talent of Mr. Yates, and he made a use of it that was as creditable to himself, as pleasurable to others. Somno, however, in his ad libitum process, commits sad havoc with the plot and intent of the drama ; in truth, he occasions both, at intervals, to be forgotten, and in their revived recollection, the interest which they had previously been made to excite, cannot be revived with it. With all our respect for Mr. Yates, therefore, and his spleen destroying capabilities, we cannot avoid remarking, that the ad libitum noticed, is 'a custom more honoured in the breach than the observance. The latter piece had a charming representation. The Royal Duke largely participated in the mirth of the audience; much of his time was divided between laughter and applause. The national anthem was again sung as his Royal Highness retired.
The following is the substance of the Address, spoken by Mr. Yates, in the presence of the Duke of Cambridge, at the Old Ship rooms, as introductory to his « At Home" divertissement, on Saturday fortnight.“ Ladies and Gentlemen," he began, alluding to his crippled condition, “I present myself to you, in the true spirit of the Bagatelle challenge, which comes hopping ; but encouraged by your generous favour, I hope to convince you, before we part, that my style is not quite so bad as my gait. Should I fail, let me beg of you to attribute it to the flurry of my nerves, and an over-anxious desire to please, in this, my new character. I make the essay for success, truly, under the most encouraging auspices, that of royal presence—and grateful am I to the soul for it. (Applause.) It is not my aim, as Falstaf sayo,' to turn diseases to commodity ;' but it is curious, notwithstanding, to observe, that the most celebrated of my predecessors, have been sufferers, more or less, in that part of the frame human, which enables biped man to be a paripatetic. The English Aristophanes, Foote, who gave an entertainment which he called Tea, stumped about on a wooden supporter-Kean, and Taylor, did the same; and a mimic and relative of Tate Wilkinson, a sort of Foote's shadow, who, in serving out his second-hand dish, occasioned Churchill to say that he had merely poured water upon the leaves,' became still more lame in his imitative efforts, by a fall from his horse, and the fracture of a leg in a gravel pít. John Bannister, though, certainly, no dramatic tinker, once scoured the country with his
Budget ;' but now hobbles a pitied and deeply regretted martyr to the gout. Mathews, the tall—the great Pan of our mimic dairy-the grand Daddy Longlegs of us all, was shot from his gig, in the tandem style ; since when, one of his pins has been shorter--no, longer than the other. Now, though I have resistless ambition, at humble distance, to follow such conspicuous individuals of sterling talent, on the road to Fame-yet, notwithstanding, Ladies and Gentlemen, I do emphatically assure you, that I did not break my leg on purpose, the better to qualify myself as a candidate for your support. (Much laughter and applause.) No--my popular qualification, was purely accidental; it occurred to me on that site so celebrated for variegated lamps, rooks, cold fowls, fiddlers, thin sliced ham, adulterated liquor, and mixed company, called Vauxhall—'twas there Great Cæsar fell! Imagine that you behold me slip through an apperture of the boards on which I was rehearsing, and that the bystanders stare and seem to wonder what's become of Yates', and you have
the incident perfectly. Emerging with a fracture to this complexion am I come at last.' (Laughter and applause.) Had I, like Madame Saqui, or the young wonder of wonders, been ascending to the clouds with bursting crackers at my tail, my fall might have been regarded as a liability of my trade, like bad debts in a shopkeeper's ledger. Had I even been stuck up in the orchestra, among the trees, I might naturally have overbalanced myself, and dropped upon my admirers' heads ; but to tumble unsuspectingly as I did, and lay myself up by throwing myself down, is a species of ingenuity, such as, I fatter myself, does not every day occur. (Laughter.) I have heard of many bad sorts of limbs, such as limbs of the Law, and limbs of the Devil ; but these have a synonimy in import, and fall off in the comparison with broken limbs, which, of all bad limbs, are decidedly the worst. (Laughter.) But, be that as it may, my descent has induced me to fall upon this mode of putting my best leg foremost, and attempting to win your smiles, until I may be enabled to resume my regular walk in the drama. Conscious, however, as I am, of my own inferior powers, I shall offer the vernacular part of this night's entertainment, in the manner of Mr. Mathews; by so doing, I shall preserve my auditors from the tedium of my own dullness, and, I trust, not degrade, in the attempt, either myself, or my greatly and deservedly distinguished prototype.” (Much applause.)
Mr. Yates had the honour of being much noticed by the Royal visitor ; and, by all present, he was “ applauded to the echo which applauds again." His imitation of Mathews is remarkably close—but that feature of the performance, with us, is objectional—“ We hate e'en Garrick thus at second-hand,” and Mr. Yates has talents in himself, sans such substitution, to induce, nay, command success.
Major General Mundy, and Captain Mundy, left the York Hotel on Saturday se'nnight, for Clumber Park, Notts., to be present at the funeral of the late Duchess of Newcastle.
The Prince Polygnac and family, arrived at the Royal York Hotel, on Thursday, but departed, on the following day, for town.
Le Marquis de Custine arrived at the York Hotel, on Thursday, but left it the day following, a passenger in the “Swift," steam packet, for Dieppe and Paris.
Lady Willoughby arrived at the York Hotel, on Thursday. The Duke of Cambridge, attended by Major Jones, honoured the Earl of Chichester, by dining with his Lordship, at his seat in Stanmer Park, on Sunday se'nnight.
Quartette parties, in which the Duke of Cambridge, who to great knowledge of the science, adds the skill of being practically a good musician, takes the second violin to Mr. Kiesewetter's lead, are almost daily formed at the Palace, as a delectable source of amusement. Kiesewetter is the director and leader of his Royal Highness's band in Hanover.