I cannot conclude without expressing my high sense of the care with which the "Lady of Lyons was introduced on the Stage,-of its obligations to Mr. Macready, not less as a Manager who neglected no detail that could conduce to the effect of the representation, than as an Actor who realised and exalted every design of the Author. The power and pathos which Miss Faucit's acting infused into language that will seem comparatively tame and cold to the reader, the easy skill with which Mr. Bartley threw his own racy and vigorous humour into the character of Colonel Damas,-the zeal and ability which, in Mr. Elton's Beauseant, relieved and elevated a part necessarily unpleasing to an actor of his station; and the performances, so accurate and spirited, of the characters less prominent in the development of the story, especially of Mrs. Clifford and Mr. Meadows,-have already received a far higher reward than the acknowledgment of the Author, in the cordial applauses of the Audience.

E. L. B.

London, February 26, 1838.

THE LADY OF LYONS.

DRAMATIS PERSONE.

Beauseant (a rich gentleman of Lyons, in love with,
and refused by, Pauline Deschappelles)

Glavis (his friend, also a rejected suitor to
Pauline)

Colonel, afterwards General, Damas (cousin to
Madame Deschappelles, and an officer in
the French army)

Monsieur Deschappelles (a Lyonnese merchant, father to Pauline)

MR. ELTON.

MR. MEADOWS.

MR. BARTLEY.

MR. STRICKLAND
MR. YARNOld.

THE

LADY OF LYONS;

OR,

LOVE AND PRIDE.

ACT I.

SCENE I.

A room in the house of M. Deschappelles, at Lyons. Pauline reclining on a sofa; Marian, her Maid, fanning her.-Flowers and notes on a table beside the sofa.-Madame Deschappelles seated.-The Gardens are seen from the open window.

MADAME DESCHAP.

Marian, put that rose a little more to the left.(Marian alters the position of a rose in Pauline's hair.)

Ah, so that improves the air,-the tournure,— the je ne sçais quoi !-You are certainly very handsome, child!—quite my style!-I don't wonder that you make such a sensation!-Old, young, rich, and

B

poor, do homage to the Beauty of Lyons!—Ah, we live again in our children,-especially when they have our eyes and complexion!

PAULINE (languidly).

Dear mother, you spoil your Pauline!-
I wish I knew who sent me these flowers!

MADAME DESCHAP.

-(aside)

No, child-if I praise you, it is only to inspire you with a proper ambition. You are born to make a great marriage.-Beauty is valuable or worthless according as you invest the property to the best advantage. Marian, go and order the carriage!

PAULINE.

[Exit Marian.

Who can it be that sends me, every day, these beautiful flowers ?-how sweet they are!

Enter Servant.

SERVANT.

Monsieur Beauseant, madam.

MADAME DESCHAP.

Let him enter. Pauline, this is another offer!I know it is! Your father should engage an additional clerk to keep the account-book of your conquests.