At the first intermission of the orchestra, the curtain rises upon the three Weird Sisters. Mr. HIND is a Weird Sister, and he improves the opportunity to howl with a weirdness that draws an involuntary laugh from an irreverent young lady. _Respectable Father_. "Laughing in BOOTH'S, my dear! I am astonished at you. Sh." _Respectable Mother_. "Ellen, if you can't behave in ch--in the theatre, you ought not to come." _Irreverent young lady becomes an object of scornful pity to every one in the neighborhood. She never smiles again_. The play proceeds. An inarticulate person is brought in on a litter, who looks like a Tammany man whom some irate young Democrat has "put a head on." He indulges in an inarticulate speech, which is warmly applauded by the gallery. Then the Weird Sisters meet MACBETH and BANQUO on the heath, and Mr. HIND howls at them until the Worldly-Minded auditor blesses the memory of the Salem witch-burners. Then the King brevets MACBETH. Then Lady MACBETH reads a letter from her husband with the demonstrative energy of a Chicago Wild Woman reading the decree that divorces her from a kind and honorable husband. Then the King arrives, and MACBETH and his wife agree to kill him. Then the curtain falls, and Mr. MOLLENHAUER repays the Worldly-Minded Person for having stayed through the first act. Conversation is indulged in by the audience in subdued whispers. _All the Respectable Men in the house_. "Ah! there is nothing like SHAKESPEARE, and there is no theatre like BOOTH'S. This is indeed an intellectual feast." _All the Middle-aged Ladies, wiping away the tear of sensibility_. "This is something worth seeing! How can people be so frivolous as to go to see comedies?" _All the Young Ladies_. "Isn't BOOTH perfectly splendid? Isn't he magnificent? You should have seen his CLAUDE MELNOTTE; it was so perfectly lovely." _All the Ushers, each to the other_. "Have another chew?" _Worldly-Minded Person to Congenial Reprobate_. "Let's hear MOLLENHAUER once more, and then go." But MOLLENHAUER'S violin ceases to weep, and the curtain rises again. The remainder of the play proceeds in due solemnity. MACBETH has the usual fit of _delirium tremens_ at the banquet scene, where the nobility of Scotland--one of whom wears low shoes, Oxford tie pattern--drink with national ardor, and don't take the slightest interest in MACBETH'S hallucinations. Lady MACBETH afterward enjoys her own little private delirium in a gorgeous night-dress, and MACBETH is finally done for by MACDUFF, who can outfight and outhowl him with perfect ease. The tragedy being at last over, the audience disperses with solemn steps and slow; the men and elderly ladies still whispering their stereotyped chorus of praise, and the young ladies adding to their panegyrics of BOOTH ecstatic admiration of Lady MACBETH'S night-dress.