gestures, there was a wonderful fascination, and the visible presence of
romance quite consoled me for the possible absence of robustness. Among
the other characters should be mentioned Mr. Claude Ponsonby's First
Lord, Mr. De Cordova's Corin (a bit of excellent acting), and the Silvius
of Mr. Webster.

As regards the costumes the colour scheme was very perfect. Brown and
green were the dominant notes, and yellow was most artistically used.
There were, however, two distinct discords. Touchstone's motley was far
too glaring, and the crude white of Rosalind's bridal raiment in the last
act was absolutely displeasing. A contrast may be striking but should
never be harsh. And lovely in colour as Mrs. Plowden's dress was, a sort
of panegyric on a pansy, I am afraid that in Shakespeare's Arden there
were no Chelsea China Shepherdesses, and I am sure that the romance of
Phebe does not need to be intensified by any reminiscences of porcelain.
Still, As You Like It has probably never been so well mounted, nor
costumes worn with more ease and simplicity. Not the least charming part
of the whole production was the music, which was under the direction of
the Rev. Arthur Batson. The boys' voices were quite exquisite, and Mr.
Walsham sang with much spirit.

On the whole the Pastoral Players are to be warmly congratulated on the
success of their representation, and to the artistic sympathies of Lady
Archibald Campbell, and the artistic knowledge of Mr. Godwin, I am
indebted for a most delightful afternoon. Few things are so pleasurable
as to be able by an hour's drive to exchange Piccadilly for Parnassus.