Mobile register and journal., 1845-08-07
From the N. Y. Evening Mirror.


 LONDON, July 3. My dear Morris-I was taking my slow paced walk yesterday afternoon, on the sunny side of Re- gent street, thinking of little except the sore iron wires not yet physicked out of my brain, when in shop window chance ed to spy paCard of the opera. In large letters read "raglion in the Sy phide!'' II you remember my description, Tn "Pencllnss by the Way" of the very first performances of this bal let, (which had the good fortune 10 witness len or twelve years ago on my first arrival in Paris,) and my enthusiastic description of Tagion, you will easily fancy how my blood stirred with the chance of re. seeing the enchanting Lcturethe same ballet with the same matchess woman as the enchantress. IL was five o'clock, r. M., within hour oi the prescribed bed-tlme-and the opera commences at eight and lasts till twelve--but I went. Let me make whole letter about the evening of which I thus ''dd'' the Doctor.
 do not often gulp livery hard at ihe price of a thing want, but the charge of eght dollars Ca guinee and a halG for seat 10 one opera-in the habit as am edIlorially of paying nothing for ihe same onmodity-certainly make me say 'sahem!'' The seat got for this little price in the middle oi the first bench behind the orchestra, in the p--ihat ls to say one of ihe "sialls" elbow seats into which the first four five benches of the pit are di yided. "1he pit" so called, which is separated by
 bar from these privileged seats, is SO uncomiorta- ble and crowded that, my weak condition, could not venture ii, especially with the risk of standing all he evening. So away went the price of-nany n good thing you can think of! If had been charged for lhe moisture of ths English climate because my laT curs tighter here than m America. should not have fell like scratching my head after the pay ment
 No one is admitted to the London opera except in lnll dress but took my clock my arm, fearful of the draft of cold air that comes over the warm pit whent he curtain is lifted The dourkeeper stopped me. ''You cannot wear your cloak in, sir!' said he "Bui am a sick man, and require it." "A- ganst the rule, sir!" 'I is very hard that who has stall to himself and no to incomniode, should not b a'owed 0 keep himself from taking cold!' ''Can't be done, ii!' So say ing he took off my cloak, and charged me a shilling for taking Gal. ul IL! Some nIce things about England! found III, self seated between lady m full dress, and very fne arisocra,ic looking old man. whose elegantly cushioned, and who evidently had il by the He turned out to he useful neish- bor, for overbearing asking question oi the mu- sican before me which showed that it was my hrst appearance at the opera, he remarked 10 me that was apparently a stranger and seemed to take great pleaeure in pointing to me the notabilites o the stage and the audience. am glad 10 mention it as an exception to the usual English reserve.
 As the curtain fell after the first act the men m the stall, all rose 10 slraiehten themselves and take stare over the house and for the first time. il oc- cured to me 10 inquire if the Queen were present. 'You are looking straight at Her Maiesty," said my neighbor: ssShe is talking 10 one of the ladies of her bedcbamber, and Prnice Albert IS m the back of the box, talking to tEe King of Belgium The box was looking into directly al the end oi the stage lights, and of course very near me- had seen the Queen come in without recognizing her, though had studied her face al Court when was presen' ted to William W. some years ago, and of course see portraits ofher every day. She looked far young. CT and preltier than any picture know Of her, and her manner to her Maids of Honor, and their evident ease made il look precisely like most private par ty There was no mark 10 distinguish the box she occupied and the fact is that had nsensbly looked more at the Queen than nt any body else, thinking hera kaby pretty girl, and feeling more curios iy to know who she was lhan who were m the other Foxes! I trust ,he Royal a,mosphers forgays my profans admirationl