The Press.
London, England, 1854-04-22 00:00:00

RESS.

SATURDAY,

be propitiated by the promise of an Irish jig and a Scotch hornpipe, to
come after the original piece. This did not satisfy them, and so the
managers petulantly shelved the piece, and put up in its stead that
hackneyed thing, The Committee.

We hear of squabbles in the company, and rumour speaks of
secessions as probable, especially in the case of that veteran delineator
of crabbed old women, Goody Gordon, who is a great laudatrix
teinporis acti, and detests the naval and military business which the
public now run after. The old lady was desirous that the managers
should set their faces against such affairs, declaring that she did not
care what price was paid for a piece, but she would have no firing of
guns. However, public opinion has been too strong for her, and she
will possibly take her leave of the stage in The Exile of Siberia. Mr.
Russell, who has lately gained laurels in sentimental business, is not
satisfied with his colleagues, but he likes leading business, and will
not willingly retire. Mr. Temple is said to be disgusted at having
been asked to play a part of no great pretension in Home, Sweet Home,
and insists upon having that of Richelieu cast to him.

The Coalition managers are not, as will be seen, in a very
promising condition, but they must open on Thursday next, and we
shall look with some curiosity for their bills. We hear that there has
been some attempt at a new ventilation of the theatre during the
recess, whereby the dusty clouds, hitherto such a nuisance, may be
avoided. Whether it has succeeded or not, we understand that Mr.
Gladstone means to come out with an " occasional" extravaganza
called Dean With the Dust.

THE BURIAL OF LORD JOHN'S BILL.

Not a sigh was heard, nor a funeral note,
As the bill to its ending was hurried ;
Not a member was called on to cheer or to vote,—
For the bill was but born to be buried.

He buried it darkly, at dead of the night,
The House to his purposes turning;
By the struggling smile of the Northern Knight,
And the cheek of Sir WILLIAM burning.

Slowly and sadly he laid it down,
With a brief and a broken story ;
A tear he shed, and he moaned a moan,
Then left it alone in its glory.]

No useless coughing could clear his breast,
No promise or precedent bound him ;
He ruefully stood as a mark for jest,
With his coat reversed around him.

When sadly his heavy task was done,
And the clock struck the hour of adjourning,
And they heard the carriages one by one
The corners rumblingly turning,

Coldly they talk of his bill that is gone,

And o'er his new hash they upbraid him ;
But little we rock, since he's left it alone,
Of the reasons or fears that swayed him.

A.

MR. BRIGHT jokingly says in his Manchester letter that all the
Ministers have misled the public, except Lord ABERDEEN. What an
unnecessary exculpation! Why, not even the PRESS ever accused his
Lordship of having deceived any one, except his "friend" in the North.

ANSWER TO CORRESPONDENTS.—A lady requests us to explain the
meaning of " Bulls " and " Bears," so frequently used in the City
article of newspapers. At present it clearly has reference to Russia
and England.

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