The St. James's Theatre has been distinguished by its novelties,
which follow each other with a rapidity almost unprecedented even at this volatile little establishment. First, a drama of serious interest, called Mathilde, in which Madame Fargueil, by the worn countenance and wandering eye, exhibits most artistically the sufferings of a jealous wife, and Lafont, by his gentlemanlike melancholy, the sufferings of a man of honour with wounded feelings; then a vaudeville called Les Deux Brigadiers, in which one military man is taken for another, and scenes of inimitable " fun " and confusion arise, heightened by the humour of Lafont, whose well-disciplined coolness in the midst of scrapes is matter for marvel; then Un Mari qui as Derange,—a piece of intrigue, in which the same Lafont, as an erring hus- band, exhibits equal coolness in trumping up, explanations to his wife, and plunges us into all the wicked drolleries attendant upon a bal masque. Even while we write, new novelties are springing up; and the company is gaining strength by the accession of Alcide Tousez, of the Palais Royal.