indeed stirring to see the red-coats waving their hats on the tops of
their bayonets, and the Blue Jackets brandishing their swords. In the
enthusiasm of the moment, the entire ship's company seemed to have
lost their heads, and cheers came from the deck, and the auditorium
equally. It was a moment of triumph for everyone concerned! Everyone!
And need I say anything more? Need I tell you how it came right in the
end? How Miss MILLWARD (who was always on the eve of being married
to someone) did actually go through a civil ceremony (the French
were polite even in the days before Waterloo) with the Count, which,
however, failed to count (as an old wag, with a taste for ancient
jests, observed to a brother droll), because the Gallic nobleman got
killed immediately after the ceremony? Need I hint that Mr. GLENNEY
was falsely accused of murder, to be rescued at the right moment
by the ever-useful and forgiving WARNER? Need I say that Mr. HENRY
PETTITT was cheered to the echo for his piece, and Sir AUGUSTUS
DRURIOLANUS for his stage management? No, for other chronicles have
given the news already; and it is also superfluous to describe the
fun of those excellent comedians, Mr. HARRY NICHOLLS and Miss FANNY
BROUGH. All I can say is, if you want to see a good piece, well
mounted, and capitally acted all round, why go to Old Drury, and you
will agree with me (and the old wag with a taste for ancient jests)
that Sir AUGUST-US might add September, October, November, and
December to his signature, as _A Sailor's Knot_ seems likely to remain
tied to the Knightly Boards until it is time to produce the Christmas
Pantomime. So heave away, my hearties, and good luck to you!

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SONGS FOR THE PRO. AND CON. THEOSOPHICAL CONTROVERSIALISTS.--"_All
round Mahatmas_," "_He's a jolly good Chela!_" "Row, _Brothers_, Row!"