tOt SOtatrts.
A little piece of the comedietta school, entitled If the Cap Fits, has been brought out at the Princess's, as a light dessert to the solid banquet' Henry V. Three military fops, of divers characteristics, agree, in a spirit of friendly competition, to pay their addresses to a rich and lovely widow, and settle the order and manner of their courtship by drawing lots, from a cap worked by the fair hand to which they aspire. The lady rejects them all, and explains that she is engaged to the happier man whose head her cap is intended to fit. From the various ways in which the idol is addressed by her worshippers, who typify one species of timidity and two of impudence, arises the fun of the little drama. The smartness of the dialogue does credit to Messrs. Yates and Harring-
ton.
Take any piece in which military evolutions performed by females equipped in male attire is the main feature, and let the uniform be that of the modern rifleman—at once you have the substance of a piece called The Byle Volunteers, produced this week at the Adelphi.
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