Preparations had been made to secure the services of the biggest authors, the most notorious painters, the largest sized sculptors, the most melodious poets, and the most sanguinary editors the country could produce. The anxious world expected nothing less than to see the author of "Thanatopsis" appear as _Hamlet_ in black-tights and a slouched hat--and he who invented "Evangeline" and "Hiawatha" come on as the _Ghost_ with a pasteboard helmet and a horse-hair beard. Who should be _Laertes_ but he who "skulped" the Greek Slave, or what editor could play "the king" like the democratic conductor of the _Tribune_? who, in assuming the crown, was to doff the white hat, "positively for one night only?" The _Queen of Denmark_ would of course be represented by the architect of "Uncle Tom's Cabin," whose familiarity with courts and royalty would enable her to invest the character with life-like interest. The public had made up its mind to be content with no _Ophelia_ except Ruth Hall, for no one else could play the crazy scenes so admirably. But alas for the expectations of the misguided public--the illustrious individuals aforesaid would not come, and consequently the public were compelled to witness the consummation of the dreadful tragedy, by authors whose works they had never heard of; painters whose productions were unknown to the world, and editors whom a close investigation resolved into obscure scribblers. To this literary exhibition Overdale, Wagstaff, and John Spout resolved to go--Overdale to give the necessary explanations, Wagstaff to make a transcript of his friend's valuable remarks, and John Spout (himself an amateur artist) to see the celebrated men of his own profession, whose contributions to art had been so persistently kept out of sight. The performance was to take place in the Academy of Music, a building designed and completed by a diabolically ingenious architect, who endeavored to construct a theatre in such a manner that one half the audience could not hear, and the other half could not see, and who succeeded to admiration. Our friends obtained seats in that part of the house where they could see, though it was not possible to _hear_ a word. After a great many preliminary flourishes and false starts by the members of the orchestra, they set off as nearly together as they could, in obedience to the frantic gestures of the leader, who flourished his fiddle-bow with as much energy and vindictiveness as if he had been insanely endeavoring to kill mosquitoes with it, in forty different directions at once.