is so anxious to discover where the cake is, that he has affixed the following hand-bill to the stage-door: “Whereas a cake has been stolen from the hairdresser's room, whoever will give the necessary information shall receive a reward of ten crotchets. (Signed) “ W. Ware.” Unhappy fiddlers! alas, ye cannot exclaim with the Moor "He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stole, MORE PARTICULARS. [From the same.} THE nefarious peculation of fiddler's cake still remains buried in the same obscurity as Mr. Kemble's dissyllabic pronunciation of aches in the Tempest; but leaving this knotty point to the learned author of the short-lived farce of Mr. H. wẹ shall proceed to state some additional facts which have come within our knowledge. From several circumstances which have been promulgated it has been ascertained, that a large slice, either of buttered bun or plum cake, was seen carried into the lodgings of Mr. Ledger. It was by no means a common-place entry; and, as it was done in the evening, it could not have been inserted in the day-book. A search-warrant was consequently obtained from Bow Street; but after a minute inquiry, the investigation proved unsuccessful; though, upon its being communicated to Townsend, the knowing trap acutely observed, “ Vy, my jolly master, didn't you look under Glumdalca's petticoats?" The treasury have incurred their share in the obloquy; for which unjust accusation, Messrs. Hughes, J. Brandon, and Tull, have determined to give their accusers a check. Mr. Ware, the leader of of the fiddlers, the giant among pigmies, the one-eyed monarch of the blind, is much hurt at the disgrace put upon the sons of rosin. He asserted, in the Green Room, that the orchestra was not to be considered as secondary; to which an actor, of approved and estimable celebrity, aptly retorted-"No, Sir, fourth or fifth." Thus remains the case: but we are concerned to inform the hungry fiddlers, that, from certain information, we can state, in black letter, “The cake is eaten.” THE RAPE OF THE CAKE : A COVENT GARDEN ECLOGUE. INSCRIBED TO THE MUSICAL BAND OF COVENT GARDEN THEATRE, ON ACCOUNT OF THE RECENT THEFT OF THEIR TWELFTH CAKE. [From the same.] "Quid rapuisti ?" THE night was dark! fast clos'd the plunderer's hand! The lone Piazza, erst the gay resort Not with more care did valorous Smith advance Not with more ease did Belcher beat poor Burke, Than those vile plunderers did the dreadful work!!! But But say, my muse, what prodigies appear'd? And Kemble first relax'd into a smile! The theft announc'd, the band were in dismay, "L-d bless us!" said, and dropp'd his brazen trumpet. TIM TARTLET. FRAGMENT OF A COVENT GARDEN PASTORAL. [From the same.] "Despairing beside a clear stream.”—GAY. DID you see a Twelfth Cake in your round; A good one as ever was made? Tis sweet, and weighs many a pound, Alas! it is stolen or stray'd! You may know the dear Cake by this mark- And the bust of Apollo, that spark To the fiddlers, that sweetly do play, In a hair-dresser's room was it stow'd, And carefully lock'd was the door, Where nor mouse nor a rat had abode, Yet the Twelfth Cake was never seen more! Long they search'd, and they search'd all around, And a voice, sweetly sad, thus complain: "Ah! whither, Twelfth Cake, art thou gone? By my burd, and the conschince I prize, "O'er Baddeley's Cake have I been !" He said, and he march'd through the room, Then listen once more unto me, In sorrow 't is well to be brief; And if the dear Cake we can't see, The box-book they search'd all in vain * * * CETERA DEsunt. THE THE TASTE OF THE TIMES. [From the Morning Post.] SOME whim or fancy pleases every age; And now, we're told, we have a Pitt in Petty. He is a very Petty Pitt indeed. THE SAFETY OF THE COUNTRY. -Non deficit alter Aureus; et simili frondescit virga metallo. WHEN Richmond's great Duke long ago sallied forth, He entrench'd the whole country-south, east, west, and north: For he held that this mis'rable nation of ours Must be sav'd by mud walls, palisadoes, and towers. And with Crawfurd, as Sancho and Dapple, to back him, He begs to set free, to enlist them again; Our militia, he thinks, to our strength may conduce, If, to make them more strong, you their numbers reduce; And their leaders-whom fortune and rank may make prouder, He mentions as proper provision for powder. They shall find that the land shall be sav'd by the water.” MILITARIS. HIS |