It was the first opportunity I had had of seeing it played, and spite of very indifferent acting, I was delighted.

The interest must have been great, for till the curtain fell, I saw not one quarter of the queer things around me: then I observed in the front row of a dress-box a lady performing the most maternal office possible; several gentlemen without their coats, and a general air of contempt for the decencies of life, certainly more than usually revolting.
At the Park Theatre I again saw the American Roscius, Mr.
Forrest.

He played the part of Damon, and roared, I thought, very unlike a nightingale.

I cannot admire this celebrated performer.
Another night we saw Cinderella there; Mrs.Austin was the prima donna, and much admired.

The piece was extremely well got up, and on this occasion we saw the Park Theatre to advantage, for it was filled with well-dressed company; but still we saw many "yet unrazored lips" polluted with the grim tinge of the hateful tobacco, and heard, without ceasing, the spitting, which of course is its consequence.