Chaos is come again, or the Race.ball—a short farce, more
broad than long, and less novel than laughable—was produced at Covent Garden on Monday. Old characters, old incidents, and old jokes, were re- ceived, as pleasant old acquaintances, with a hearty welcome. An angry uncle, a spendthrift nephew, a dunning landlord, saucy waiters, Cockney bailiffs, and a willing young lady, are introduced into a " race- ball ;" where the bawl is kept up with such spirit that the spectators think" chaos is come again." Mr. BARTLEY (Colonel Chaos) was the loudest and most ludicrous of the performers; though Messrs. Visrmo, MEADOWS, and YARNOLD, and Miss CHARLES, exerted themselves most vigorously in competition. The audience was, however, even louder, than the actors ; for roars of laughter and peals of applause, from boxes, pit, and galleries, iterated and reiterated the shouts from the stage.