The Sun.
London, England, 1842-03-29 00:00:00

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others accompanied with heavy falls of sleet and rain.
This morning the hills in all directions are white with
snow, and the streets are abundantly strewed with tilt
wreck of chimney cans, slates, large pieces of lead &c.
In town we have not heard of any injury being sustained
by these expoSed descriptions of property, but at Black-
:and Mill, in the neighbourhood, we learn that some of
the stalks have suffered from the storm.—Glasgow Post
of Saturday.

THEATRES.
DRUBY-LANE.

A s the majority of an Easter audience is composed,
for the most part, of persons of junior grade in life, Mr.
Macready, not injudiciously, selected the tragedy of
Macbeth for representation last night, being charac-
terised by a greater degree of simple and palpable deve-
lopment than any other of the Shaltspearian dramas ;
others of which, as. Othella, Lear, and Hamlet, more dis-
tantly still, diverge from this plain-ordered simplicity,
range in a finer or more elevated air. Mr. Macready
personated Macbeth ; some of his readings had great
merit ; some few betokened feebleness ; but it must not
be denied, that however Mr. Macready may perchance in
isolated points prove unpalatable, yet he so comprehen-
sively grasps the whole scope of his part, as to give
it the circular roundness -of a master-piece. This
was perceptibly worked out last night. The gra-
' dusl declinations of the stern, honest General into the
palsying and terrified Thane, and thence into the ap-
palled and haunted King, till. the closing scenes render
him mad and reckless, under the impression of guilt and
fear, powerfully, and, with propriety, were developed.
The phrenzied excitement which he also exhibited in
the last scene, yet, with the sudden and calmed inter-
locutions addressed to the Physician, along with the
final blaze and expiry of his acting in the encounter
with Macduff, showed the true actor in a fine light
when wound up to the top of his bent. His mannerisms
and usual enunciations aloe such well-settled points
in the theatrical books that they vouchsafe no
novelty of remark ; but one toueh, though among
t'ie inferiorities of the piece, protruded like a bril-
liant : the words, "Your spirits shine through you,"
conveyed it, and was vigorously descriptive of the quick
conceptions of the murderers of his plans. Mrs. Warner
comported herself with her customary stateliness and
professional ability. The incomparable passage of "the
hand never to be sweetened," was delivered with a tone
tremulous in its beauty, and heavy with a world of sigh.
Mr. Phelps's Macduff was a spirited pourtrayal : his
" What all my pretty ones ". when the truth crushes
upon him, presented a fine idealism of manly sorrow.
The incantatory doings of the Wierd Sisters are perhaps
the most dilatory portions : they do not keep pace with
the rapidity of actions pervading the run of events,
while they aro far too sombre as scenes, and overmuch
turgid with chorusses. Messrs. Macready and Phelps,
as also Mrs. Warner, were individually called
for after its conclusion, and the announcement
of its repetition was greeted with every applause.
A more waferish, off hand operetta than The Students
of Bonn could not have beenAglied for the pleasure of
ephemeral fancies. The Bonn Students, proverbially
classed under the category of Colognese Don Juans,
enter upon foolish pranks with the school-girls of a pen-
sion or boarding-house near Bonn, aided by the arch and
iniquitous little soubrette (Therese) appertinent to that
household, who secures florin upon florin from these
gentleman in regard of her services with most avaricious
audacity. The artfulness and vivacity sprinkled into
the part by. Mrs. Keeley gave it great zest. The
broad humour of the whole, however, rests on the
back of a devoted old maiden, to wit, a Miss Stiffenback
(Mrs. C. Jones), who, spite of her grey forelocks, and
superannuated beauty, imagines herselt to be the ena-
moured idol of one of those gay gloriosos of Bonn.
Wicked Therese, therefore, in the plenitude of her mis-
chief, makes this promising dame the scapegoat of all the
misdoings of the young ladies and their inamoratos,
thrusts all their love-epistles into her reticule, and foun-
ders her in a host of dilemmas, which produce much
amusement. It forms a tricksy, pretty-like afterpiece.
The house was full usque ad cdum.