The Daily Times.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1860-04-16 00:00:00

ACT

On returning to his companions Bildo4-)h discloses to
them,' and to the baron 'and his daughter; the 'secret of
his almost inexhaustible wealth: This produces a great
change in the, disposition of the latter. The baron
oncemore courts the Count's alliance, while Ghiva, find-
ing his heart engaged to Lurline, and fearing to lose her
now wealthy former suitor, contrives to •steal Lur
enchanted ring from his finger, and cast it into the
Rhine,
in•the meantime, Lurline, inconsolable in the absence
Of the young CouV, sits singing her laments to the
chords of herlarp, nightly, on the edge • of the turlei-
Berg, where a Gnome, in toe service of the Rhine Ring,
brings her the 'plighted ring, in token of her lover's
infidelity. Distracted with grief, Lurline resolves to
upbraid him for his perfidy, and visit him with her
vengeance.
The plcl mallsion 9U the Shine is now the scene of great
festiVity ; but in this gay and gorgeous revel the rich
Count is the least happy of his numerous and j oyous 'pleats.
His heart is away on the Lurlei-Berg, with his lovely
sind faithful Udine, but he dares not present himself
before her without his l9st ring. Ltcrlinf appears to
him when alOne, and deniands the ring. k Scene of
reproach here takes place, ending by her denouncing the
treachery of the companions in whom he most confides.
They, grown envious, of Rudolph's• we4lth, had plotted
to destroy him, to plunder the castle. Their plan 'is
overheard and lia:stily. communicated to the Count by the
ever-listening Ghiva and her father, who importune him
to instasit the assassins are et hand, 2udolph
prefers death at. the feet of Lurline. The assassins ap-
proach, when Lurline's affection returning in full force,
she, seizes her harp, and, by the spell of music,
.causes
their destruction, and effects the preservation of her
penitent lover.
Miss Thirlwall, on Saturday evening, played Maria,
in the Daughter of the Regiment," with very great
spirit and success, so far as her own eTertions yfere
gon-
cernee, hut we regret to say to a comparatively empty
house. Considering the novelties promised in the adver-
tisements, and which are to crowd this week, it has been
scarcely fair to a clever, girl like Miss Thirlwall to re-
,strict her performancas duri.g the last to the hacknied
subjects, the " Bohemian the if Daughter of the
Regiment," and ‘.‘ A Pair of Pigeon's,"'

JESUIT INTRIGUES.—Count Ceroni, a wealthy man,
who died last year, left his son, 13 years old,Undgr the.
guardianship of his wife. As ill. luek
_would have it,
she placed him in the school of,the Jetuits, 4here, how-
ever he • 'hen,ngis hiinself bY his conduct and
ability, wh on one fine'morning in March last, he
was kidnapped from the school and mysteriously-carried
to the house of the Jesuit novices at St, Andrea, on the
Quirinal. The poof mother, after having vainly applied
to the reverend father's, went and' threw herself at the
feet of the Pope, whom she entreated with tears in her
eyes, to give her back her beloved son. The. Pope
answered that he could not oppose the lad's vocation to
becepae a JgAit. Young Qoatt Ceroni, flow a novice
among the .Tesuite, it worth nearly £60,000, q which is
_ .
"' ,
the cause of the milk in the cocoa nut!! '
COAST.---Smuggling,
ox THE Svesnx.
which was at one time a notorious occupation along the
coast, does not appear to be entirely abandoned at the
present day, although there is a sharper look out, and
less inducement to land contraband articles. A few
nights ago, no less than 45 tubs of smuggled spirits
west side
were washed ashore at Rustington (between Worthing
and Littlehanapton). It woald appear that, the smuL-
empton harbour (probablynt ClimPi4
glers had intended to run the cargo on the
Littlel4 but that
they were foiled in the attempt, and they sank the tubs
to Rustington, where they were 1,-sl4q4
until a' more favourable opportunity presented itself.
Strong galeS coming up from the south-west, however,
d
picked up by the coastguard, and taken
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IS IT TI.AIE?

BY HERBERT FRY.

Wurs a duty 'a to be done,
Or a labour not begun,
Oft our daily task we shun,
When postponement 17 a crime:
And, for temporary ease,
Waste the hours by slow degwes,
And ilavdre, self-love to please,
Is it Time 'f

One would think that if 'Mere shown
That an evil let alone
Still has large and larger grown,
Since its trivial birth and prime,
Some one having power to cure
Hearts diseased or minds impure,
Would not ask, while thesz erdura,
Is it Time?

Why, when after strictest test,
"We've discovered what is best,
Do we told our hands at rest,
In indifference sublime ;
Drifting, drifting with the years,
Down a dark life-stream of tear*,
Ask, as wren-. on wreck appears.
It is Time!

Shall experience stop the way,
Or divert, and lead astray,
The rood purpose of to-day,

Ere the hours of morrow chime
Shall the generous wish arise
To be s.tifled in the sighs
Of the man who vainly cries,
Is it Erne?

What is good for thee to do,
Find thou out ; and that pursue,
Keeping still thy purpose true,
As from height to height you climb.
When a good deed 's to be done,
When the labour 'F not begun,
When self 'a battle may be wan,
It is Time !

MUSICAL, DRAMATIC, LITERARY, AND

ARTISTIC NEWS AND GOSSIP.

To the musical world the resignation of the director-
ship of the Theatre Lyrique in Paris by M. Carvalho is
nothing short of a disaster. Better administered, under
circumstances, no operatic theatre could be.- More is
the pity that enterprise, intelligence, and liberality,
cannot always command the result which has been toiled
for. Failing in his attempt to acquire from the French
government the support of a subsidy, M. Csrvalho has
retired—to be followed by the thanks of all real lovers
of art.

M. Dupre, the indefatigable, says the Athenaum,
whose resolution to compose may end—who knows ?
in establishing him as a composer, has just finished a
" Soma of Arc," which is to be forthwith played and
sung at his private theatre.
An opera little known in this country, but which has
been spoken of most highly on its performance in Ger-
many, is to be performed at the Horns at Kennington on
the 20th instant. It is by Mr. A. Mitchell, and is on
the subject of the "Crusaders."
Mdlle. Titiens is at present in Paris on her way to
London, being engaged at her Majesty's Theatre.
Mdlle. Titiens has been singing at the Opera House in
Barcelona, where, on her closing night, the subscribers
presented her with a laurel crown in silver, with berries
iu gold. It was her benefit night, and the house was
crowded to excess ; the fair artiste receiving the crown on
the stage, with every manifestation of favour Spanish
enthusiasm could bestow.

Mr. Albert Smith has concocted an excellent of
the best portions of his former " Mont Blanc" lectures,
and the public continue to flock to their old favourites
with as much vigour as at the time of their first intro-
duction to them.

Miss Amy Sedgwick is to make her first appearance
in the Free Trade Hall, Manchester, on Monday even-
ing, when she will give some cf those readings which
have recently added to her dramatic laurels in the
metropolis.
There are rumours, says the Critic, of a new biography
of Mr. Disraeli, to be written from a different point of
view from the very hostile one taken by Mr. Macknight
(the biographer of Edmund Burke), in his " Right
Honourable Benjamin Disraeli, a Biography Addressed
to tho New Generation," and published a few years
ago. Possibly, we hear, the new work may partake of
the character of an autobiography.
1,471:11.1.WY ENTERPRISE.—The ensuing ,publishing
season promises to be more.than ordinarily active. The
completion of the Buckingham Payers is at last an,
no

,unced, and as these two 'volumes will comprise. the
memoirs of this and the preceding reign they will,
doubtless, be considered the most interes_ting 'of the
sgries. The .I)onu:stic; Aiemoirs of the Royal. Fatnilyanc
of the English. Court forms the Subject of a three volume
work by Folkestone Williams. The travelling litera-
ture of Western Africa .will be enriched by the Six
Tears' Experience of France4co Valdez. The author of
Wildflower is again in the field with a novel, entitled
Grandmothers' Money. Lord Fit:warine is the title of
another new novel, from the practised pf.n of " Scruta-
tor ;" while Miss Meteyard is the authOress of a third,
bearing the quaint name of Maidstone's Housekeeper.
The exquisite pictures painted by Henry O'Neil,
A.R.A., that caused so great a sensation at the Royal
Academy, and which have raised Mr, O'Neil from com-
parative obscurity toe, membership cf the Royal Aca-
demy, are about to be exhibited in London during the
season.

FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE'S NOTES
ON NURSING.'

Melodious thane ! the sighs and groans of pain
Need never more, on earth, be heard again ;
in our hospitals and chambers floats—
The spell of Nightingale's sweet •Nursing Notes.'"

WHAT'S IN A NAME ? —The harbour police of Boston
ou Saturday, March 31st, arrested a man named John-
son, for the murder of three seaman at Calcutta, in No-
vember last. There appears to be something peculiar
about the name of Johnson ; at present there are three
of that name under arrest for murder on the high seas.
One in Porthuna, one in New York, and one in Boston.

MUNIFICENT CHARITABLE BEQUESTS.—The late
E. J. Shirley, Esq., of Entington Park, near Bir-
mingham, left £5OO to Dr. Fearn, physician, in trust
towards the erection of a Homoeopathic Hospital for the
poor of that place.—Miss Maria Rebecca Mitchell, of
St. James's-square, Bath, bequeathed g like euee, for
a similar purpose, in that city.
Tuast TERRIBLE CIIILDREN.—Women will make a
fool `of me 'to the end. Ah ! ye gracious fates! cut the
thread of life ere it grow too long. Suppose 1 were_to
live to 70, and some little wretch of a woman were to
set her cap at me ? She would catch me—l know she
would. All the males of our family have been spooney
and soft, to a degree perfectly ludicrous and despicable
to contemplate. Well, Besse; Prior, putting a hand out,
looked at me and said, "TOu are the oldest and best
friend I have ever had, Mr. Bachelor; the only friend."
"Am I, Elizabeth ?" I gasp, with a beating heart.
"Cissy is running back with a butterfly " (one hands
unlock). " Don't you see the difficulties of my position ?
Don't you know that ladies areeften.jeglout of gover-
nesses; and that ualeee-e-unlee's they imagined I was—
I was favourable to Mr. Drencher, who is very good and
kind; the ladies at Shrublands might not like my
remaining alone in the house with—with you under-
stand ?" A moment the eyes look over the spectacles
ut the next the meek bonnet bows down towards the
ground. I wonder did she hear the bump turr4ping of
my heart ? 0 heart ! 0 wouaided heart Did I ever
think thou wouldit bunile-bunip 'again ? "Egl—Egl—
izabeth," saye'cliokitig With emotion, " do, do, do you
—te--tell me—you don't—don't—lo—love thatapothe-
eery ?" She shrugs her shoulder—her ctuping shoul-
der. "And if," shrugs
continue, "if a gehileman, if a
man of mature age certainli—bia who has a kind heart
—and £4OO a-year of his own—were to say to you,
'Elizabeth, will you bid the flowers of a blighted life to
bloom again ? Elizabeth ! will you soothe R wounded
heart ?'" " Oh, Mr. Bachelor e' she sighed; and theii
added quickly, "please, don't take me-hand. There's
Pop." And that dear child (bless' him !) came up at the
moment, oeying, " Oh, Miss Prior ! look here! I've got
such a jolly big toad-stool !" And next came Cissy with
a confounded butterfly. 0 Richard the Third ! Haven't
you been maligned because you smothered two little
nuisances in a tower ? What is to prove to me that you
did not serve the little brutes right, and that you wern't
a most humane man ?—.Loree the Widower.•
THE SQUIRE AND THE COAL-HEAVER.--A certain
squire, when about to enter his banking-house, hitched
his horse's bridle over the iron rails in front of the bank.
While his master was inside the horse stood across the
street. A coal-heaver coming by with his cart gave the
nag a danker with his whip Virld6h nearly sent him into
the bank wind Ow. This brought out the squire. "Why
did you strike my herse?" was theinquiry. " Because
he was in my way," was the reply. "Defend yourself,"
was the rejoinder; and the coal-heaver doffed his meek.,
frock, while the squire buttoned up his °eat and turned
up his cuffs. 4t it they went With a hearty good will.
For the ffist time in his life Toth Smith found he had
got his match and something more to contend with, for
the fellow stood six feet, and weighed fourteeu stone.
There was no flinching on eft) er sic, And they followed
one another up and down the street as closely as a loving
couple in a country dance, The noise, however, soon
brought the constables, and the 'combatants were
rated amidst the cheering of the crowd,.' "'VI: till
hear of me again," said the squire to his resolute anta-
gonist," as he mounted his hOrse and rode quietly away.
So they parted, having had apparently pretty well
enough. Mr. Smith wont out to dine with his friend
Edge, to whom, although much punished, and it is
reported with a beefsteak over his eye, he told the story
with great relish. On the followiug morning the
squire's groom was seen inquiring where the coal-heaver
lived. His ifesidenco. haVing been pointed out, the an
knocked at the door for some time. At last it was
opened by his wife. " Does the man live here who
fought the gentleman by the haul: ? " inquired the ser-
vant. " lie did live here, if he is still alive," replied
the poor woman, "after the terrible beating he got yes-
terday." Groans were heard from a bzd (4. whi4i'the
man was lying, having the fear of en arrest tor' striking
a gentleman before his rac
to give you ttis 45 note, and to tell you that you are
the best man that ever stood before him." " God bless
his honour," exclaimed the fellow, jumping up from the
bed, for he was more frightened than hurt, and being
greatly relieved by this uneneeted, turn of events.
Thank him a thousand times. I dearly arned the
money,. for his blows are like the kick of a horse ; but
tell Bile for all that, to show My gratitude, I Will 4glit,
him again any day for love." This sPe49l-4, R. 44 lof
both, It turned out on inquiry
ehamoiOn of the surround iVe• cenue was the
and the terror of
I the
,f —vre we hope that the bruis-
ing he rae., ...‘o from a gentleman whom, doubtless,
beicit PIQ <f Wily "he 414 izerY Ctgal)? didhitg PO/

THE DAILY TIMES, MONDAY, APRIL 16, 1860.