The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1855-03-22

tuc CnolI VI cnlel mhSlbtIate Oh the UNION. we
suspect the American organ will find that it
is too late in the day to establish censor
ship Of that kind on the press or people of this
age
MORE OYSTER House CRrrIcIsM-FoRREsT
ON THE GRIDmoN-The war of determination
commenced by the oyster house critics against
Forrest, the tragedian, is prosecuted with the
greatest vig0r, JUNCTION and industry. The
cause Of it has yet to appear. 1t may be bad
oysters, creating sour stomach, or bad
brandy, exciting beligerent propensities, or,
peradventure, too much lager bier. At all
events, the following savage assault of our
Fourierite organ upon Mr.. Forests "Riche-
lieu" shows that nothing short of his expulsion
to the Bowery" will appease his ferocious
enemies:-
MR. EDWIN FORREST AS RICHELIEU.
Last night was performed at the Broadway theatre,
Cir Lytton Bull ver's play of " Richelsu." Bulwer il
startling example of what, even in an aristocratic
country, labor can achieve. !.
Such was the polished couItsr the crafty priest and
the sbitious statesman which history portrays Richie
lieu to have besn and such the character which
sSsh 1ss no
Forrest presented to an audience at the Broadway
ceding, but still numerous and net noisy. Having
heard that this character deemed BY Mr. Forests
admirers perhaps his chef dGuvrc, we went with NO
small interest to view the performance and camo away
with burning conviction that in IDEAL In eocution
and in action, Mr.. Forests personAuon not only
false, but ouy 1t is said that our highest ntsects
have but conception, and that through every
work With lower intescts We presume, It Is equally
passion which had dssacrated on the night before the
beautiful image OF the gentle, thoughtful Dane, pro-
trudsd again from beneath the gown Of Riehesu ,
There the red cap, the simulated cough, and the
would be inlrmity Of ase But the red cap had car,
the inrity Of farce. The harsh voice and coarse
knit frame refused to own the stimulation In the first
s ths S1 II e IN. nn..r M
turns upon him with the fury of some rufian master
who had caught his servant in theft. Again, in the
his e Mr. Forrest looks in the throes Of stran
gulaton and loses the best opportunity afforded BY the
the fourth act when, among his Sssd
enemies noting In the news Of his imaginary DEATH his
countenancs should have worn l,ok Of proud majesty
looks precisely NJ Van Amburgh after successful CO.
quetry with angry leopard and whom in its splen
ribe power Of the church. great tragedan" looked
like sanor Bitz or some such uggler eleyatng himself
the effect fearful coujury was about to work. In
far Mr. Forrest has descended from the airy region
of calm, lofty thought in which Hamlet" dwels, and
to this dull earth, in 10 far Ia he
less offensive But his action and his intellect ft him
for still lower sphere, and In justice to his nature and
the beautiful creations which his msdrection OF 1t
mars must still call out "Away 60, get thee to
the Bowery ~
This is fair specimen of oyster house criti-
cism, excited to vengeance under the influence
of bad oysters. 1t is blood thirsty, ferocious
and merciless. 1t would seem as if this re-
doubtable author had thoroughly acquainted
himself by association with all the horrible mys-
teries Of pugilism, of menageries and NEGRO.
NANCY. He luxuriates among "rufians," cum
ming "Jesuits," "angry leopards," and such
fear inspiring customers as Van Amburgh and
Signor Blitz. In looking upon Forrest, this ex-
cited philosopher hears nothing but the roar of
wild beasts and Indians, and sees nothing but the
rowdies and the bloody tragedy of Stanwix Hail.
What a chap is here for an elegy or an eulogy
upon Mr. Poole What perfect theme would
the life and public services of Mr.. Poole afford
for the full play of the peculiar instincts fancy
and imaginations of this fierce butcher of poor
Forrest Whence comes he? From the Apa-
ches of the ella, where they drink the blood of
their fallen enemies? or from Captain Canot's
section Of the coast of Africa, where the van
pushed in battle are roasted and eaten without
pepper or salt Why is not this fellow at Sc
bastopol!
Very well. We give him hearing and the
benefit of our circulation. 1t will be refreshing,
perhaps, to Mscready, to learn that Forrest, as
the smallest penalty for his coarseness' and
vulgarity," is at last to be packed off to " the
Bowery."