Sydney Pease down to the Parkynes and Binks of Mr. Sinclair Cotter and Mr. Morgan whose finished little study of two country bumpkins had just enough caricature about it to supply the necessary comic relief after the preceding tragic scenes, every part was well played; and although the persons of melodrama appear to modern tastes to be singularly unlike any persons real life, their impersonators endued them with a realism of pathos and tragedy before which it was impossible to remain unmoved. For the rest "The Silver King" as a play belongs to a conventional fashion now extinct. But of that fashion it is an almost perfect example, the story exciting, the developments well constructed, the interest never dropping. This was certainly the feeling of crowded house on Saturday, if loud and deserved applause counts for anything.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.