ss of the play seemed dubious, and have beheld the
blushes and the sparkles in her eyes, when the victory was assured.
Harry, during the little trouble in the fourth act, was deadly
pale--whiter, Mrs. Lambert said, than Barry, with all his chalk. But
if Briareus could have clapped hands, he could scarcely have made more
noise than Harry at the end of the piece. Mr. Wolfe and General Lambert
huzzayed enthusiastically. Mrs. Lambert, of course, cried: and though
Hetty said, "Why do you cry, mamma? I you don't want any of them alive
again; you know it serves them all right"--the girl was really as much
delighted as any person present, including little Charley from the
Chartreux, who had leave from Dr. Crusius for that evening, and Miss
Lucy, who had been brought from boarding-school on purpose to be present
on the great occasion. My Lord Castlewood and his sister, Lady Maria,
were present; and his lordship went from his box and complimented
Mr. Barry and the other actors on the stage; and Parson Sampson was
invaluable in the pit, where he led the applause, having, I believe,
given previous instructions to Gumbo to keep an eye upon him from the
gallery, and do as he did.

Be sure there was a very jolly supper of Mr. Warrington's friends that
night--much more jolly than Mr. Garrick's, for example, who made but a
very poor success with his Agis and its dreary choruses, and who must
have again felt that he had missed a good chance, in preferring Mr.
Home's tragedy to our young author's. A jolly supper, did we say?--Many
jolly suppers. Mr. Gumbo gave an entertainment to several gentlemen
of the shoulder-knot, who had concurred in supporting his master's
masterpiece: Mr. Henry Warrington gave a supper at the Star and Garter,
in Pall Mall, to ten officers of his new regiment, who had come up for
the express purpose of backing Carpezan; and finally, Mr. Warrington
received the three principal actors of the tragedy, our family party
from the side box, Mr. Johnson and his ingenious friend, Mr. Reynolds
the painter, my Lord Castlewood and his sister, and one or two more. My
Lady Maria happened to sit next to the young actor who had performed the
part of the King. Mr. Warrington somehow had Miss Theo for a neighbour,
and no doubt passed a pleasant evening beside her. The greatest
animation and cordiality prevailed, and when toasts were called, Lady
Maria gaily gave "The King of Hungary" for hers. That gentleman, who had
plenty of eloqu