The Marionette Theatre has been reopened for the performance of
a gentleman named Woodin in the class of entertainment termed mono- logue, or monopolylogue, according to the fancy of the learned for com- pounding. Mr. Woodin has all that " up-to-anything " kind of talent which is indispensable to this sort of exhibition. He can sing, talk vari- ous dialects with facility, change his clothes in a twinkling ; and is by no means deficient in that confidence which is so often the characteristic of great souls. But could he not get some friend to write him a better en- tertainment ? He utters his jokes glibly enough, but the jokes them- selves are somewhat short of the present standard of pungency.