Bridport, Beaminster, and Lyme Regis Telegram and Dorset, Somerset, and Devon Advertiser. — 1882-02-10 (Bridport, Dorset, England)

THR ROYAL—This talented lady, assisted by her sister, Mrs. Drake, gave a recital en. Friday night at the Royal Hotel Assembly Rooms, in aid of a fund for working the Church of England Temperance Society. There was a moderate attendance, and the ladies were introduced by the Mayor, R. N. Howard, Esq.—Mrs. Everett apologised for taking on herself to appear there; but she war very much interested in the society and wished to raise a fund for working it, and she hoped this would be considered sufficient excuse. The ladies were accompanied by a young pianiste, who played at the beginning, and between each recitation. Of the latter we may at onoe say that Mrs. Everett was most suceaseful, and will never require an apology again. She war, Indeed, greatest in the pathetic, and roeq to a grand height in "The Victim," where the deepest feeling had to be rendered, with • great deal of dramatic art Sbe commenced with Miss Proctor's "Angel's S'ory," which her ability at once saved from the fate of first PiSlOBB in general—that of only moderate emcees; she produced a oonv ction of her power at once, and her faultless memory was also much admired. "The Frenchman and the Rats," certainly, had to be taken as a foil to the next piece, "The Place where the Old Horse Died," by Whyte Melvillo, end even thote who have not the grard foreune to ps ees .inc of the trieude of man must ham been stirred to arm feeling by her excellent description. Mrs. Drake gave Preed's " Belle of the Ball," which exactly suited hiss igAt she edmirsh* rmdered esniimestal oomMsod with the humorous, and swig (eke as much el &h• Ave as doservole Mae ON  r Children'. Hospital" so exvisitely w irked on the sympathies of her audience as to draw team, and in "The ViAim" showed tine tragic art. Mrs. Drake commenced the second part with Tennysion's "Lord Eurieigh ;" but it would seem that huirour is the lady'sfor:e; Mrs. Everett was beyond herself in her "Northern Cobbler," her intonation, her versatility of pronunciation, and the true pathos underlying all, combined to make this one of the best of the evening. Yet she had no mean triumph with her sister, when they gave Aytoun's "Burial March of Dundee," for It was indeed a triumph to succeed in investing with interest, however fictitious, the memory of Cleverhouse, a murderer cowardly enough to, In co lest blood, blow out toe b sins of a godly man before hie wife ad children. While the ladies were reciting, it required the steadiest memory of history to make us agree with—  The provost, donee moo, (wba) said "E'en let it be," For the toun is well rid o' that deli o' Dundee. But the sympathies and reason and artistic instinct of all were with Mu. Everett in Jean Ligelow's "High Tide on the Coast of Lincolnshire." The beautiful description of the paetoral teems, the cows, the cowclips, the mellow grass, and sweet Elizabeth with her soft milking soup', were rendered with truly delichais tenderness, and tits terrible woe that fell on the people by the iniush of the sea, while the steeples rang the werdng tune, were felt wit', cad reality, and conu'that Mr.. Everett's heart la as in her eff. rt. "The Balaclava Charge" was indeed grand, and Mark Twairee " Tramp Abroad" served to divert frem feelings elmost too acutely v used. We earneety hope to hear Mrs. Everett again.- -At the close Dr. Lush gracefully expresee i the thanks of the audience, the numbers of which he wielied were commensurate with the talents displayed.