The Sun.
London, England, 1844-05-02 00:00:00

MORNING ENTERTAINMENT
BY MR. WILSON.

Mr. Wilson gave his first Morning Entertainment
on the Songs of Scotland, at the Hanover-square
Rooms, yesterday, at two o'clock. In addition to
many old favourites, including "Auld Robin Gray,"
" John Anderson, my jo," " The Birks of Aber-
feldy,"
" Wha wadna fecht for Charlie," &c., Mr.
Wilson yesterday gave us two new songs, or rather
two songs which he had not given in his former en-
tertainments. The first of these was a humorous
ballad, the composition of the late Sir Alexander
Boswell, entitled " Jenny's Bawbee." This admi-
rable ballad is a complete comedy of manners. Jenny,
the heroine, is a damsel possessed of a superfluity of
this world's goods, and she is consequently sought by
a variety of suitors, among others by a laird, a lawyer,
and a fop; each urges his pretensions, and each is in
turn rejected by Jenny, who wisely determines to
retain absolute controul over her Bawbee. The
acting of Mr. Wilson in this song was replete with
the richest humour. He threw himself completely
into each of the characters, as they were respectively
brought upon the stage, and by his changes of tone
and raonner, produced an admirably dramatic effect.
Jenny's Bawbee, if we mistake not, will henceforth
become one of Wilson's most popular songs. The
other song, " John o Badenyon," is the composition
of the Rev. John Skinner. The singer is supposed
to have tried all the various states of life in his search
after happiness—to have been in turn a lover, a
poet, a politician, a student, and, like King Solo-
man, to have found that all these things were
vanity. Unlike the Jewish monarch, how-
ever, he does not come to the conclusion that all
is vexation of spirit, for under every disappointment
he finds solace and comfort in taking up his pipe and
playing John o' Badenyon. The serio-comie ex-
pression of this ballad was given admirably by Wilson.
The singing was much applauded. 11( e must not
omit to mention his dramatic style of giving the
admirable humourous ballad, " My jo Janet," and its
modern imitation by Burns, "My Spouse Nancy," in
each of which he exhibited the richest vein of humour.
Beautifully as he gives the pathetic ballads of his native
land, we are still of opinion that Wilson's forte is the
humorous. In the characteristic humourous ballads
of Scotland he is unapproachable. At the conclusion
of the entertainment, Wilson announced his intention
of giving a morning entertainment at the Hanover-
square Rooms, every Wednesday. The subject of
the next entertainment will be Highland Melody and
Song. The entertainment was very well attended.

MR. LOVER'S IRISH EVENINGS.
Mr. Lover gave another of his delightful Irish
Evenings last night, at the Princess's Concert-room.
The subject of last evening's entertainment was "The
Irish Brigade," almost the only Irish national subject
which can be touched upon without danger, and a
glorious subject it is. The manner in which the
Brigade was first formed, the intense love of their
country which they exhibited during their exile,
their brilliant achievements in Spain, in Flan-
ders, and in Italy, their gallant defence of Cremona,
their brilliant charge at Fontenoy—all these are
themes of inspirition for the poet-minstrel, and themes
to which the gifted poet-minstrel of last night did
ample justice. The entertainment was enlivened by
racy anecdotes of humorous adventures, which could
have happened to none but an Irishman ; of repartees,
such as none but an Irishman could have given, as none
but an Irishman could have told them. The songs, with
which the entertainment was illustrated, were beau-
tiful and appropriate, and were exquisitely given by
Miss Cubitt, Miss Rollo Dickson, Master M'Dermott,
and Mr. Lover himself. The song, " Grief is Mine,"
which is new, is one of the most beautifully pathetic
ballads we have ever heard. It was exquisitely given
by Miss Rollo Dickson, who sang with an expression
of simple pathos that went at once to the heart.
Many of the audience were affected even to tears.
The song was of course rapturously encored.
" The Hand and the Glove," also a new song,
is a most gallant, spirited, chivalrous com-
position, such as minstrels of old might have
sung in castle hail, or lady's bower, and was also
admirably given by Miss Rollo Dickson. If we
mistake not, this song will be among the most popular
of the day. In contrast to these, we had "the Birth
of St. Patrick," a genuine Irish drollery song, with
the most rich and unctuous humour, by Lover him.
self, amidst shouts of laughter and applause, and of
course loudly encored. This is the very beau ideal
of an Irish humorous song, and will be treasured
up by all !overs of wit, fun, and frolic, as one of the
choicest relics of St. Patrick. For the future, every
Irishman should, on St. Patrick's night, sing the Birth
of St. Patrick as religiously as he sticks a shamrock
iu his hat on St. Patrick's morning. The room was
crowded by a fashionable audience, and every one
seemed highly delighted with the evening's amuse-
ment. Mr. Lover announced that his Irish Brigade
would be on parade on Wednesday evening next, and
we doubt not but that there will be a numerous
assemblageA to witness their manceuvres.

MAGAZINES (CONTINUED).
UNITED SERVICE MAGAZINE.

The private journal of the late Sir Thomas Picton
is continued in this Number, and in one of his daily
entries we find a brief and curious allusion to
a young Spanish girl with whom be seems
to have been desperately smitten, while quar-
tered at her mother's house at Lerida, observing,
" she is a perfect Venus de Medici, with the
advantages of a pair of most languishing dark eyes
and jet black hair, equal in proportion to that of the
celebrated 'Eve' in the Palais Pitti Gallery. Heigho,
I almost regret having seen her, being already—
I know not how to describe the sensation." Sir
Thomas Picton, from all we have read of his
stern, rude character, is about the last person
we should ever have suspected of falling a victim to
the tender passion. The " War with China," though
the subject is somewhat out of date, contains much
amusing information. The " Waterloo Campaign "
is evidently the production of a military man, but tells
us little or nothing that we did not know before.