The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1855-10-09
A Night in tho CITY Theatres.

MILE RACHEL AND THE MARsELLAIsE-MR. EDWIN
FORREST AT THE BROADWAY THEATRE-THE SPA
NIsH DANCERS AND THE ENGLISH OPERA AT
NIBLo's GARDENING HAIL COLUMBIA" AT THE
OPEKA-wALLACK5 AND BURToN'S-A GALA
NIGHT ALL ROUND, ETC, ETC.
Once year, at the commencement OF the theatrical
season, we have sensation night, when every
ger has something new, good, popular striking,
and when all New Yorkincluding the strangers that
within gates-turns out and goes to the theatre.
Such night the 18th Of September last year. and
such a night last night The subjoned account
gives glimpse at all the theatres.
At the Metropolitan M lie Rachel commenced the sixth
week of her engagement in this city, and played Camille
in Cornee's tragedy Of Horace" The house
med from parquctte to dome-in fact there was place
from which view Of the stage could be had that
not occupied This extraordinary rush created by
the announcement that Mile Rachel would, after the
first piece indulge the audience with the French national
song La Narseilaise"
Young America and Young France we're well repre-
sented in thevery crowded audience which greeted Mile
Rachel last evening The old ogies aso and the
theatre presented array Of beauty rarely sur
passed by any assemblage, in this city, where
all the ladies supposed to be handsome, and all the
men are presumed to be gallant We have already no.
ticed Horace" and Rachels performance of Camille
at LENGTH ami only again that it is the best part
that Mile Rachel plays The sensation Of last night was
however, the Marseilles Hymn" to which attention
must be particularly directed.
After Horace" there was very short intermssion--
say two mnutes-when the curtain went up, and Mile
Rachel appeared dressed as Camille, except the Sola.
The French tri-color displayed the stage The
band proceeded to play the air Of the Marseaise and
then the music stopped Mile Rachel down to the
footlights and rected the words as follows
Allons enfans de Ia patrie
lie jour de goire est arrve
Contre de Ia tyIannie
defendant sangant est leve;
Entendez dams les campagneS
Mugir ces ferOces soldatsY
lis viennent jusque dams vos bras
Fgorger fs ct compagnes.
Aux armes, citoyens, former vos baailions
Qu'un sang mpur abreuve nos sillons.
Que veut eette horde d'esclaves
DC traitres, de ros conjurcs,
Pour qui ces ignobes entraves
Ces fers des longtemps prepares?
Pour nous francais, an quel outraged
Quels transports il doit EXETER
Cest nous qu'on ose mediter,
De rendre pantque esclavage
Aux armes, ctoyens, formez vos bataillon
Quun sang impur abreuve nos sillons.
Nous entrerons dams Ia carriere
Quand nos aines MY seront plus
Nous trouverons leur poussiere
Et Ia trace de leurs vertus.
Ben mons jaloux de leur SURVIVE
Cue de partager leur cercueil,
Nous aurons lie sublime orguei
DE les vepger GU de les suivre
Aux armes, citoyens, former vos bataillons
Qu'un sang impur abreuve nos sillons
Amour sacrc de Ia patrie
Conduis, soutiens nos bras vengeurs,
Iiberte iiberte cherie
Combats avec ties defenseurs.
Sous drapeaux que Ia yictoire
Accoure ties males accens,
Que ennemis exprans
Violent ton triomphe ct notre gloire
Aux armes, coyens, foTmeZ vos bataillons
Qu'un sang impur abreuve nos sillons.
Although Mile. Rachel gave full force to these very
pressive and inspiring words, there not 50 much
enthusiasm ng the French had expected. The
recitation quite eaual to the exnectaton of the