Cendrillon

“SALLIE HINCKLEY’S leg piece has obtained a better footing since our last, and we are glad to have it in our power to chronicle a decided improvement for the better in the character of the audiences which now assemble at the New York Theatre to witness the grand spectacle of ‘Cendrillon.’ Brother Smyth with a y was present on the evening of December 22d, and in his sermon the following day on his specialty, ‘The Two Naked Truths,’ he openly expressed the opinion that he preferred ‘Cendrillon’ to the ‘Black Crook.’ Most certainly in the former piece there is a more lavish display of those limbs whereon does rest the human form divine, and in viewing the play, this sea of legs has not been lost upon our brother’s vision, whose holy see took in the sight in one fell swoop. And talking about legs, and the value of those not made of bran, we see by late European advices that Lord Fife, a Scotch earl, who gave Madame Vestris a thousand guineas to allow a cast to be taken of her leg, is dead; and since his death the cherished leg was sold for half a crown. But the legs that Miss Hinckley has cast for the new play, including her own symmetrical pair, can be seen for less than a thousand guineas, as brother Smyth will attest. We visited the New York Theatre on the 26th, and found a large audience in attendance—a quiet, orderly assemblage, with none of that rough element in its composition which came high damning the play during the first week of its representation; we were also pleased to see a large number of ladies present. ‘Cendrillon’ is now running smoothly and satisfactorily to manager and patrons; there is really nothing in the spectacle to offend the most prurient taste, but much to please. The costumes are certainly gorgeous to behold, the tableaux are of ‘peculiar interest,’ and the colored lights most brilliantly illume the whole. At times the dialogue is a little tedious, but when the legs walk in we forget all about it.”