ine.'

''Then I certainly am,' I replied.

''Well, then,' said he drily, 'my name's BUNKER! and I'm d----d if
any Englishman will ever forget that name!''

Mr. COWELL'S arrival, debut, and theatrical progress and associations in
this and other Atlantic towns, compose a diversified and palatable feast
for the stage-loving public. His sketches of actors, male and female,
native and foreign, are limned with an artistical hand. His picture of
KEAN'S fleeing from 'the hot pursuit of obloquy' is exceedingly vivid; and
'old MATHEWS' American 'trip' is well set forth. We find nothing so good,
however, touching that extraordinary mime, as the following illustration
of his sensitiveness to newspaper criticism, from the pen of the dramatic
veteran, MONCRIEF:

''Look here,' he would say, taking up a paper and reading:
'Theatre Royal, Drury Lane.--We last night visited this elegant
theatre for the purpose of witnessing the performance of that
excellent comedian, Mr. BELVI, as _Octavian_, in the
'Mountaineers,' for his own benefit. We hope it was for his own
benefit, for it certainly was not for the benefit of any one else;
for a more execrable performance we never witnessed. This
gentleman had better stick to his comedy!' Grant me patience;
Heaven! There's a fellow! What does he know about it? I suppose he
would abuse my _Iago_--say that is execrable! Isn't this
sufficient to drive any body mad? Because a man happens to have
played comedy all his life, '_we_' takes upon himself to think as
a matter of course he can't play tragedy, though he may possess
first rate tragic powers, as I do myself! I should have been the
best _Hamlet_ on the stage if I didn't limp; but let me go on: 'We
have seen ELLISTON in the character.' A charlatan, a mountebank;
wouldn't have me at Drury; and yet '_we_' thinks he has a syllable
the advantage of his competitor in this instance. We! we! as if
the fellow had a parcel of pigs in his inside; _we! we!_ Who's
_we_? Why don't he say Tompkins, or whatever his name is, Tompkins
thinks Elliston better in _Octavian_ than Belvi; Belvi could kick
Tompkins then; but who can kick _we_?' etc., etc. And yet poor
Mathews had no warmer admirers, no truer, no more constant friends
than those whose occasional animadversions would thus excite his
ire.'

After running a very successful and popular career at the P