THEATRES AND MUSIC.
Jenny Lind has been dragged back to the stage of Her Majesty's Theatre by the insatiable public; and on Thursday she appeared before an audience tumultuous with delight. The hallucination that she had been carried off the stage by some dreadful Bishop, or translated to the constellations of the skies in the mythic form of "Mrs. Harris," was satisfactorily disprov4!a by ocular demonstration, and the audience breathed again—breathed again louder than grampuses at play. The house was crowded to the ceiling, and it was several minutes before the ceasing of the tumult to be heard—they were so eager to hear her! The opera was the Son- narnbulo, and it was from beginning to end an ovation. The matchless And= was admirably seconded by her Elvino—Calzolari, a young tenor from Brussels. His resemblance to Gardoni struck many:
permitted her
he is not so handsome, his voice is not more lovely; but it appears to be under better command, and his resources of physical power, as well as Ins intellectual animation, are more apparent. Calzolari has all the freshness of the youthful tenor: his tenderer tones are exquisitely soft and sweet, and we have seldom heard execution more delicate and refined. He Is real acquisition to Mr. Lumley's troupe, and was cordially welcomed as such. To the Count Rodolfo Belletti gave importance by his easy and
entlemanly deportment, and his admirable manner of singing the prin- cipal sir.
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