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Superfluous vocal question by Madame Mara. Charles Bannister and Robin Hood. Margate. The Author, Mrs. Crouch, and Johnstone, exert themseves to serve an unfortunate and destitute young woman.

The sharper outwitted. Bannister's imitation of Captain Barnes, an eccentric Irishman.

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Mrs. Siddons at Calais. Irish brigade at Lisle. MiliREMINISCENCES

tary ardour of Sir Watkin Lewes. The Chevalier St. George. John Kemble. Cambray. Chantilly. Paris. Revolutionary orator, in the person of the Author's valet. Unlucky head-dress of Mrs. Crouch at the grand opera. La Rive, the celebrated French actor. Dick England and Viper Jackson at Paris. The National Assembly. Grétry's opera, Caravane.” “ Blue Beard,” in Paris, and at Covent Garden. Return to England. . Page 337–349

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Page 110, lime 21; for “ natural daughter,” read “ wife."



The following Memoirs of an active life have been thrown together, somewhat in the manner of a journal ; incidents are recorded as they occurred, -scenes are retraced which have long since passed, -and characters recalled to literary life which have long quitted this sublunary stage. I aim at nothing but setting down facts as I remember them; and thus deprecating the severity of criticism by a candid avowal of my object, proceed, without further preface or apology, to my narrative.

. I was born in Dublin.-My father, Thomas Kelly, at the period of my birth, was Master of the Ceremonies at the Castle, and a wine merchant of considerable reputation in Mary Street. He was

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known for his elegant and graceful deportment, and no lady would be presented at the Irish Court, who had not previously had the advantage of his tuition. My mother's name was M'Cabe; she was of a very respectable family in the county of Westmeath. At a very early age, she was placed for education in a Roman Catholic convent on Arran Quay. My father (who was of the same religious persuasion,) having a young relation placed also at this convent; when visiting her, had many opportunities of seeing Miss M‘Cabe, and the results of those meetings were,-a mutual attachment, an elopement, and a marriage. Her father, who was extravagantly fond of her, soon pardoned the runaways, and, as a proof of the sincerity of his forgiveness, added to it £.5,000, which was considered no mean fortune in those days !

My father and mother were both excessively fond of music, and considered to sing with taste: all their children (fourteen in number) evinced musical capabilities, and I, the eldest of the family, was, at three years old, daily placed with the wine on the table, to howl Hawthorn's song in Love in a Village, “ There was a Jolly Miller,” for the entertainment of my father's company; for company,

, unfortunately for his family, he had every day; and no man in the city, so justly renowned for hospitality, gave better dinners or better wine.

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