Had always Hymen Such mien, such carriage, You ne'er would fly, men, The state of marriage! [Illustration: A New Piece.] Mr. LAWRENCE CAUTLEY, as _Orlando_, had an uphill part. At times (thanks to the author) he appeared in situations that were absolutely ridiculous. For instance, he leaves an old retainer (capitally played by that soundest of sound actors, Mr. EVERILL) dying of starvation, and, sword in hand, appears at a pic-nic of the banished _Duke_, to demand refreshment. "I almost die for food, and let me have it," says _Orlando_, and is welcomed by the _Duke_ to his table. And what does _Orlando_ do? Does he seize the boar's head, or something equally attractive, and rush back to his fainting servitor with the prize? Not a bit of it! He leisurely delivers fourteen lines of blank verse about the "shade of melancholy boughs," "the creeping hours of time," and "blushing, hides his sword!" In my neighbourhood happened to be one of the greatest advocates of our generation, and I heard this legal luminary whisper, "while that fellow is talking, the old servant will die of starvation," and the legal luminary was entirely and absolutely right. _Adam would_ have died of starvation while his garrulous master was posturing. A country wench called _Audrey_ was admirably impersonated by Miss MARION LEA, and the remainder of the cast was, on the whole, satisfactory. Stay, it is only just that I should single out for special commendation Mr. ARTHUR BOURCHIER, who played a character, to whom reference was frequently made as "the melancholy _Jaques_," faultlessly. Here again the author committed an indiscretion. _Jaques_ (by the way, why was not Mr. SUGDEN'S _rôle_ described as, "the more melancholy _Touchstone_?") is permitted to stop the action of the piece to deliver some thirty lines commencing with the trite truism, "all the world's a stage." Mr. BOURCHIER spoke his words with excellent discretion, but I cannot help thinking that, in the cause of Art, the speech should have been cut out, and I have no doubt, that Mr. BOURCHIER, as a true artist, will cordially agree with me. And so, to quote Mrs. LANGTRY in the Epilogue, "farewell;" but in spite of what you have said to the contrary, I am still of opinion, my dear Editor, that _As You Like It_ must have been originally intended for Mr. and Mrs. GERMAN REED'S Entertainment, minus Mr. CORNEY GRAIN. Sincerely Yours, A CORRESPONDENT WITHOUT A MEMORY. * * * * * ART-AUCTIONEER'S RELIGION, "CHRISTIE-anity." * * * * * AN ASTRAL COMPLICATION. [Illustration:] In periods of sleep, despair, Of aberration, we have guessed We were not altogether there, But seldom known where was the rest. Our Astral Bodies wander far, Whenever they will not be missed. Strange things in earth and heaven are For the devout theosophist.