At the Lyceum, a daughter of Mrs. Fitzwilliam has made
a very suc- cessful debut. She sings exceedingly well, acts with ease and point, and without obtrusiveness, and has the advantage of a pretty face. The new piece, Peggy Green, in which she has appeared, is in itself but meagre,—a port of cross between those modern farces in which a troop of milliners are the conspicuous personages, and the rural trifles which used to please Lon- don audiences some fifty years ago. It is to the acting of Miss Fitzwilliam, as a country girl acquainted with the town—now assuming that piquant mixture of archness and simplicity which belongs to the ideal peasant- girls of the stage, now putting on a broad provincial dialect—tat the piece owes its stones.