Maumee City express. [volume] (Maumee City, Ohio) 1838-184?, 1839-07-13

diaphragm of sinner with uncontrollable-
cachinaIioh, is it wonderful, that the " ma
ny headed" were wound tip and set going
in double quick, as if all the street organs
in the world were humming in their ears.
But the representation was the thing Of
things, and well and historically will set
it down for you. Not rich was the theatre
IN scenery. One curtain, painted with trees
OF yellow and green, was wood and void,
glen, hill valley and rocky steep; and one Of
dirty green with broad blue stripe two feet
from the floor was boudoir, hall and castle.
Inc costume was equally well assorted
Dr. v easily recognized the blankets
OF his bed. transformed to mystic coverings
ofwelrd sisters, "posters Of the sea and
land" and not equivocal was the testimony
that the sheets were invoked to enshroud
the ghostly progeny of the murdered Ban
quo; nor, when the hour of refining was
come, did the aforesaid doctor find the cord
to his bed, that conveniency having been
| SPIRITED away to serve in raising the cur
tain of the stage. A tintlnabulatory sum-
mons on the hall dinner bell was the signal
for the play to open, and dish kettle from
the cuisne department figured as the mys-
terious caudron wherein the he-broth
did boil and bubble. Neither did the great
Macbeth excuse himself from participa~
tion in the spos OF the location; for when.
he gave, with tearing emphasis the terrible.
soliloquy. ------
Is this a dagger which see before me.
The handle towards my handl Come,
let me clutch thee:-
| have thee not, and yet ! see thee still,
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling, as to sight? or art thou but
A dagger of the mind =; false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain 2
see thee yet, in form as palpable,
AS this which now / draw.
The well worn buck handled carving
knife that | have often seen on friend
G***"s table hung up in terrible array
before his glazed eye-balls and ours. A
friend of mine who has his soul attuned to
harmony has given me sigh sketch Of
the matter in meodious verse, which | can
not refrain from inserting.
Strip down the beds, leave but the posts,
Blanket the witches, sheet the ghosts;
With feather beds, stuff Falstaff's nav,
And let Sam Patch jump on the straw;
The pillows busks and hips afford;
They raise the drop scene by the cord;
While on the vase equivocal,
They strike the hour, or signal-call.
Noi is the dinner table free,
From calls to furnish property;
Great Macbeth steals poor Duncan's life,
With wellworn buck k-haft carving knife.
The gravy boat and soup turreen,
Furnish thegorgeous banquet scene;
And table cloths are defty spread,
To grace the board or sheet the dead;
Where slops of wine are holden good,
| To stand for gouts ofreal blood,
And undarn'd rents mouth speechless wordss.
OF bullet holes and thrusts with swords.
But, Mr.. Editor, must close for this
time. In some future communication may
tell you how the great Tragedian raved and
tore, and how the little tragedlans stood and
gazed ,dumfoundercd as stuck pigs at theway
he acted, and how the great tragedians wife
played tragedy and comedy, and sung and
danced with the same eternal, toothess SIM
per duwdling around her countenance, and
how their wardrobe being scanty, the he
roes of ancient and modern history--gen-
tleman of the old school, and exquisites of
the new--dandies, rales and loafers, all by
a strange coincidence appeared in the same
costume, to wit, a blue black bear skin
over coat, with hole in one elbow and a.
patch on the other; and many other things
that won't tell for why should /?
TIIESPIS.