Mr. Cramer led the band at the rehearsal yesterday, in _Hickford’s Rooms, Brewer’s Street_. The Overture consisted of three movements, in the second of which Mr. Parke’s oboe was distinguished in a Solo accompanied by the Violincello. Mr. Sale opened the vocal part in a recitative and air-- “Rude was the Pile, and massy Roof.” He was followed by Doctor Hayes, who executed an air with great applause. Master Carnaby, one of the King’s Boys, sung a verse sweetly, beginning, “When to the King.” In the cantibile at the close, he rather failed in his execution, which was very excusable in a first essay before so many capital masters. A most rich and beautiful symphony preceded Mr. Dyne’s air. “Proud Castle, to thy banner’d Bowers.” It was much admired for its simplicity, it being conceived in the captivating manner of the late Doctor Arne, with this addition, that the accompanyments were much richer. The music finished with a very powerful chorus, “Albion, arouse,” but there were not voices sufficient to to do it justice. The DUKE OF CUMBERLAND and near two hundred ladies and gentlemen were present. Previous to the performance, the minuets for the Queen’s birthday were as usual played over, two of which seemed to have a considerable share of novelty and merit. * * * * * _THE CUCKOO_ _Cuckoo! Cuckoo!_ Repeated the little piece of _machinery_ which LADY WALLIS had conveyed into her _muff_, when she visited the COUNTESS OF HUNTINGDON’S chapel. The _preacher_ raised up his eyes with amazement. _Cuckoo!_ repeated the machine. “O word unpleasing to a married ear.” Messrs. A., B., and C. rubbed their _foreheads_, and looked upon the _preacher_. The _preacher_ went on with his discourse: “_fornicators and adulterers_ shall not enter the kingdom of heaven.” _Cuckoo!_ repeated the machine. The _preacher_ proceeded till he came to another quotation: “Saul! Saul! why persecutes thou me?” _Cuckoo!_ repeated the machine. LADY BRISTOL, more _notoriously_ known by her assumed title, the DUCHESS OF KINGSTON, had lately been _seized_ with a longing to revisit her native country. Her Ladyship declares she has for a considerable time past felt the _amor patria_, and wishes for a _private_ conversation with his Majesty’s Ministers, for the purpose of laying before them the _true state_ of the Empress of Russia’s _private affairs_. We are rejoiced for the best reason in the world--because it will promote the joy of others--that the report of _Mrs. Hobart_ having retired from the _Richmond Theatre_ is entirely without foundation. Where mirth, good humour, and elegant festivity prevail, especially if they should be heightened by the comic scene, Mrs. _Hobart_ cannot be easily spared.