The little Strand Theatre produces a quirk succession of novelties,
which draw full houses. This week, a new burletta, from the fertile pen of Figaro, entitled The Twelve Months, was produced. with a success that the pleasant fan y of the piece, and the smart equivoques of the rhyming dialogue. deserved. The story is that of an oil farmer who is disemitented with the seasons, and on whom Nature takes the Koper revenge of giving him the control of the months ; when he soon discovers, and confesses, that she is right, and he is wrong. Mrs. Nastier is an agreeable but most umnatrortly Dame Nature ; Mrs. Weals:To a buxom May; and Miss P. HOUTON a brilliant April, in a green kirtle besprinkled with silver rain-drops; June and July are but dingily dressed ; but A ugust cuts 'a splendid figure, in his robe of cloth of gold. The personations of the months are taken from SPENSER ; and there is introduced a mov:ng pictorial procession of them, in which the spirit of the poet's description is successfully caught, and sketched in a very slight but spirited style on canvas, by Ilut.velin ; who promises to beedme eminent in scene-painting, if his knowledge of details equals hi feeling for colour and general effect. The =hie, principally selected, includes two or three favourite glees, and some pretty little ballads, which are nicely sun; by Mrs. IVAYLETT and Aliss P. Holum% Menai lots as October, sings a song in praise of whisky, not of ale, which is cordially relished. Had this graceful little trifle been produced in the finished manlier of VESTRIS'S Olym- pic hurlettas. its effect would have been delightful. In a new farce at this theatre, called not after the hero, but the interroptor of the piece, Augustus Buggirts, the audience are very touch mystified by the interference of a little old-fashioned elderly citizen, in a stage-box, who with much excitement and seeming earnestness pro- tests against the continuance of the performance, because the lady on the stage is his wife, and acts without his consent moreover, be tells the audience that he is jealous of her stage-lover, and amuses them with some other domestic particulars; concluding by scattering a hand- ful of his cards in the pit. The actors look embarrassed, and one comes forward and addresses the old gentleman, but in vain : the audi- ence too remonstrate, some hissing, others applauding. until at last the jealous husband offers to act the part of the lover himself ; which is consented to. He appears on the stage, and reads the part, making numerous blunders, and quite unable to fancy that the actors are not addressing him in earnest : after a vain endeavour to go through with his task, he throws up the part, and retires ; every now and then, however, renewing his interruptions. The audience by degrees per- ceive that the intruder is no other than Mecum. the actor, and that the interruption is preconcerted. So far the end is answered, and MEECH EWES clever acting keeps up the delusion admirably : but the effect is disagreeable to those who are deceived, and only amusing to those who perceive the trick from the perplexity of the rest of the audience.
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