10 MAY 1851, Page 10

It would be unfair to expect anything but pieces of

the slightest kind at Punch's Playhouse; but Mr. Copeland need not encourage absolute trash. A thing called Taking the Census has nothing to recommend it in the shape of plot, character, or dialogue—nothing, in short, but an allu- sion made too late, and not at all smartly, to a topic of the present year.