Plain Dealer, March 26, 1852. The advent of the Black Swan was the signal for prolonged applause. She is a woman of graceful stature, with a face of intelligence and gentleness, modest and tasteful in her dress, and an easy carriage. She looks confidently to the audience, as if trusting to their unbiassed judgment. Her first song, "Sweetly o'er my Senses Stealing," gives a fair idea of her flexibility and tone. They are truly astonishing. She glides from note to note with the utmost ease; as trippingly as most of our _prima donnas_. But compass of voice, the most desirable quality in vocal music, is the distinctive feature of her style. Here she is fully at home--as evinced in that charming ballad where she accompanied herself on the piano. Her voice here was masculine and rich--and at the same time soft--devoid of that burr with which most _bona fide_ male voices are encumbered. She sang in six pieces, was applauded in each, and thrice triumphantly _encored_. We heard but one opinion of the entertainment--that of unqualified delight. Milwaukie Daily Sentinel, April 19, 1852. The Telegraph and press, for some time past, have been busy in chronicling the musical triumphs of the Black Swan, and in noting her progress Westward. Last week she sang to crowded and delighted audiences, in Detroit, Chicago, Kenosha, and Racine. To-night she sings at Gardner's Hall, in this city. She comes here heralded by a reputation which will of itself draw a full house. That those who attend will enjoy the entertainment, will be readily inferred from the following notice in Chicago, copied from the Journal of that city: "To say they were gratified is not enough. If expression of countenance and repeated applause, more than we ever witnessed upon a similar occasion in this city, mean anything, they were surprised and delighted. Not, perhaps, with the artistic skill she manifested, but the wonderful power, sweetness, and compass of her voice. It was like a flute, a clarion, an organ, and yet it was more--a splendid human voice. "Her style is simple and unaffected. She is guiltless of all the trickery of the professed and trained Vocalist; but sings as she feels it; as she thinks it should be sung; and though not skilled in the quibbles and nomenclature of "the art divine," we are satisfied she thinks right. With a complexion not Circassian, and a figure not altogether a model for sculptors, she has drawn together here an audience--has charmed them, and all with the magic of a voice." Milwaukie Sentinel, April, 1852.