A variety of novelties flit across the Olympic stage, that
are too evanescent for criticism ; but English Etiquette promises to be the fashion of the season—so pleasantly are its peculiarities set flirth by.
Mr. s:
M. Oxuroan. The cqu ivoque is very ingeniously managed a Frenchman falling in with an adventurer, who acts as his cicerone, is taught to use slang phrases as compliments, and made to believe that the scrapes into winch he is led are customs prescribed by " English etiquette ": the smiling complaisance of the delighted Frenchman, the vexation and amazement of' the people he unwittingly insults and an- noys, and the merriment of his scapegrace companion at the success of his joke, are so diverting that all improbabilities are overlooked. Mr. Howros, as the Frenchman, in a state of perpetual smiling com- plaisance and rapture in the midst of all the confusion, appears to better advantage than we have yet seen hint ; and Mr. BALLS bustles about with an rir of ease and confidence, that would be pleasanter if a litCa less like assurance. The Roman Ladies, who appeared last night, met with so ungallant a reception, (not undeservedly,) that they are not likely to remain hung; indeed, though pretty enough to look at, they were very dull company. We would hint to the author that a burlesque is intolerable without wit or hummos Mr. Biarutit goes through his range of tragic characters in abridged versions of the Sow/vs, the Iron Chest, &e. ; but the comic thrives best here.