The Daily Times.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1860-11-17 00:00:00

NOVEMBER 17, 1860.
THE DAILY TIMES, SAT Twvy,

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Mr.' Bdrry SUllivan last night tdolia I.ien"e'ft't utthe
,Royal Amphitheatre, and the house was evo'k'ed in
.every part. The play selected was that of the "Iron
Chest," a heavy, unnatural subject, in which Mr. Barry
Sullivan performed an ungrateful, and repulsive elm-
:ractyr,—Sir Edward _Mortimer, who, having committed
a murder,,and believing that,a young man in his em-
pia,' had discovered his secret, sets every engine to work
to blast the yofig titan's character; and thereby nullify
4is.Pitidexice. ,Peetical justite is, however, done. Sir
Eduard lhCortioder's ManceuVres are defeated, and he
dies after :confessing his crimesi and the malignant inge-
tUiitY WitliVhioh he had.sottht to screen his own tepu-
tation at the sadrifice of that of an,innocent person. it
affords scope for' the exhibition bi slion'g, passion, but
scarcely of fine acting. After the play, Mt, 11,4/.4 B.lll_
livan came forward, and recited the folloWing address i

ADDRESS,
An actsr, young, unaided, and alone,
Some ten years now bygone—almost unknown : •
Ifsnheral&d, but flrrn-resolved, became •
.)kic,"pdictatelfor histrionic fame;
1 e sought a City that lot eS earnestness •
Of the trite ring, and clicerr it to ettcee4s • •
If not the cradling-plate, at least the Cchb6l.
Of Darlings of the Drama—Lirerpool :
That aspirant for, honour here you view—
I found those noblepricelese,friends, in you. (Cheers.)
The actor cannot linger in one spot,
• Ever 'inongst strangers must be cast his lot : , .
Though fortune's star my path ne'e • failed to cheer,
One of my sunniest welcomes still' shone here.
Betitrriing oft, each visit but imbued • .
1113; heart the more with love and gratitude.
And now initimons called me' far aovay,
Which 'twas my." lovirk td,obey
• What took me o'er the Seal' ii'dofh,'pe,thatv ' •
The extended hand of Brother lcrneithan. • • •
•
My fall heart has not language to declare
The noble natures of our brothers there :
Divided by that broad Atlantic flood,
Yet cleaving to us by the ties of blood :
Yes—this Columbia taught me, when 1 sought her—
Blood that is warm, and thicker, far, than water.
The New World, wheresoe'er my stes might roam,
Echoed the feelings of old friends at home;
Baclj to that land my grateful love 1 send, •
Erog,..and's Most natural, and truest friend.
And now, returned; Old 'donde, dud same new found,
With warmer welcomes still, eotife,ttoOping round—
Night after night, from floor to ceiling, pe.l?'
One sea of faces, radiant with smiles.
Study shall occupy my nights and days,
Such love to earn, and to deserve your praise. .
Thanks ! best heart thanks I and may your own hearts be
Filled with such pleasure as you shower on me !
But can I hope your favours to requite?
No! I can but thank you all I dear friends, Good night!

" The. Wonder," compressed into three acts, com-
pleted the bill; and gave Mr. Barry Sullivan an
opportunity of shoWng his capabilities in a lighter
vein in the character of the jedlqus Don Felix. He
was admirably supported by Miss tabra Gray in
Donna" Violante, " The woman who can Itrep ac
secret." All characters appear to come alike to this
young lady: she appears at ease in them all, never lack-
ing energy when it is required, yet full of playful
badinage and action when there is proper opportunity
for it. Her scene with Don Felix, when her father finds
him in the house, and to save his sister and keep her
secret, she accuses him of being drunk, was inimitable.
This evening will conclude Mr. Barry Sullivan's
eng'agenient, ah 4 "The Iron Chest" and "The Wonder"
wilt be tepeated.
On Mond4 evening "Faust and Marguerite" will
be given, with "The Ladies' Club,": for the benefit of
Miss .Laura Gray; =awe trrist that she will lie greeted
by a crowded house.