Mr. FECHTER presents HAMLET as a perfect "flaxy;" partly in deference to the present popularity of the tint, and partly to show a marked contrast with his OTHELLO, which character he always makes up as a male brunette. His countenance is of great breadth and flexibility, ranging in its full compass from the Placid Babe to the Outraged Congressman. His voice extends from B flat _profundo_ to the _ut de poitrine piccolo_. The emotional nature of HAMLET gives him opportunity to exhibit both of these wonderful organs, and in _tutta forza_ passages, where he forces them to their utmost power, the effect is exhilarating. Mr. FECHTER is polished. He does not hesitate to correct the sometimes rude and occasionally offensive remarks of HAMLET. Mr. FECHTER is refined. He permits "no maggots in a dead dog." He substitutes "trichinae in prospective pork." Fashionable patrons will appreciate this. They cherish poodles, particularly post-mortem; they disdain swine. Mr. FECHTER is polite. He excludes "the insolence of office," and "the cutpurse of the empire and the rule." Collector BAILEY'S "fetch" sits in front. Mr. FECHTER is fastidious. He omits the prefatory remarks to "assume a virtue," but urges his mother to seek relief in Chicago. Considering her frivolous conduct and the acrid colloquy consequent upon the comparison of photographs, this is filial as well as affectionate. Minor actors must, of course, be precluded from liberties with the text; but presuming the alterations in question to be the result of a consultation with Mr. DICKENS, we must rejoice that SHAKESPEARE is being toned to good society. We commend the improved readings to the delicate susceptibilities of the community. Mr. FECHTER is a great genius. Distinguished talent is occasionally needed to elevate the national taste. How we have outraged theatrical proprieties by applauding WALLACK and BOOTH and DAVENPORT! FORREST, forget us. FECHTER, forgive us. * * * * * Epitaph on a Defunct Boarding-House. Peace to its Hashes! * * * * * Apropos of Small-salaried Husbands, who have Extravagant Wives. "A little earning is a dangerous thing." * * * * * The Mormon's Motto Bring 'em Young. * * * * * [Illustration: OUR EFFICIENT NAVY DEPARTMENT. _Admiral Porter_. The Queen has taken your Jack. You never _could_ protect your Jack, Mr. Secretary. (And they go on with their little game, never heeding the signal of distress from the Oneida.)] * * * * * [blank page] JUMBLES. [Illustration]