A lid how many of us, alas! were old enough to he borne upon the tide of mingled meio-J' and memory io im* fragrant summer-time of youth when the birds sang, the iiuwer^ bloomed and the breezes came fresb and 1X101 trom the mysterious depths of the wood*. Let us not think of the tcchiuquo • A imiMv m c »nruv(u» with these Mule children, tlnmgh, tor thai matter, they sing with far more precision than any of the ope? a companies that have burlesqued Pinafore the present season, Hat her let u remember (lie delicious melody of their warbiinps, aivd the happy aug-•^stionsnt their fresh young faces upon the -luge What singers that have left their childhood and youth behind them can lid ihe air with such clamorous sweetness as ihat which pulsated in the air of the opera house last night* Go to! The miseriea and uiyMenes of life—the an tins of the fool —tha catchpenny wisdom of the clown— the invertebrate emotions of love that is Iwrn behind the wings ami dies when the lt;urtain falls—you may represent upon the 'tage, but tie freshness of childhood, the sawt simplicity of youth, the fervor of in-tiocencc never* Goto!It is needltm to catalogue dw» little acior* and actremas. It is nnnaceasary to say that Miss I,i)he Parslow rendered the part ui ‘Josephine in a style ami with a grace altogether incomparable; that Miss Lilly Bailey captured the audience us iiHebc;’ that Master John Smith gave a new interpretation u Captain Corcoran and that all the other characters were roast exquisitely rendered, it is sufficient to know that at the matinee to morrow those who have never aeen the children I'ltv lSuafore will h*\* an oppirtanity—and u is an od port unity of which they should avail themselves. Tonight the opera of Kathutu will be given.. uteW ■ m.i