16 DECEMBER 1837, Page 12

At the Haymarket, on Thursday, Mr. RANGER appeared in an

in. sufferably mawkish piece of the Monsieur Jacques sort. He personates a broken.down man, who sits hammering broken stones, and tells in very on-French broken-English that he has not broken his fast, though his heart is almost broken ; and who lives cn broken victuals, in a garret with broken walls and windows, furnished with broken chairs; in short, it is a wretched broken-down affair altogether. Mr. RANGER blows " The last rose of summer" on the clarinet, alternately very loud and very soft ; and Mrs. WAvsurr sings the same air in the "tremulous style," with tiny flourishes at the end of each verse,— by which they know they are lovers, and run into each other's arms ; and Mrs. GLOVER, as mamma, makes up a bugging trio. Then there is such a glut of generous sentiments, benevolent acts, and tender sympathies, that goodness will be at a discount for some time to come, and crime will be looking up in the market. We recommend Mr. FREDERICK LAWRANCE, whose name as author is so conspicuously dis- played, not to let any one know when his next piece appears, or lie will have no audience : even his friends will find an excuse for staying away, lest they should be unable to contain their laughter at the most pathetic points—which was precisely the condition of a great portion of the audience on this occasion.