Event Comment: Benefit for Mrs Woffington. As ye Curtain was rising for ye farce a Gentleman's sword was taken out of ye Scabbard & carry'd up with ye Curtain & there Hung to ye terror of those under it (least it shou'd fall) & ye Mirth of ye rest of ye Audience--a Scene man fetch'd it down (Cross). Four rows of the Pit will be rail'd into the Boxes; and the stage form'd into front and side boxes. Tickets and places of Hobson at the stage door. Receipts: #240 (Cross); house charges, #50 (Powel).This was also in her agreement to pay no more than the above sum (Powel). Cash, #84 19s. 6d.; tickets, #100 3s. (Clay MS)

Event Comment: Will be presented a Comedy [no concert formula used.] To begin at 7 p.m. Boxes 3s. Pit and Gallery 2s. There will be no more Plays Acted there but this One, that being upon a particular Occasion

Event Comment: Farce greatly hiss'd & Mr Woodward promis'd it shou'd be done no more; notwithstanding this they wou'd not suffer us to end it (Cross). Receipts: #130 (Cross)

Event Comment: Benefit for Mrs Hoper. The Second Night. Mrs Hoper's Prologue to the Town, By a Friend: @Tonight a Female author heads the stage@Warm'd by the grand productions of the age;@To shine among the modern Bards aspires,@As the Moon glisters midst the lesser fires:@Pants to be rank'd with Sapho, Phillips, Behn@And prove that women write as well as Men.@Bold in the drama's cause, attacks the fashion@Where Novelty appears the reigning passion,@With drooping spirits draws the Tragic Queen@Like your fine ladies troubled with the spleen:@Nor trusts her meaning to the strolling Elf@But represents the character herself.@ [Suggests her friends reproved her for turning player, but she thought it more honorable than going into debt.] @The Stage is innocent and brings no shame@Unless the players are themselves to blame@'Twas meant as Virtue's School;--Tis no disgrace@To act a virtuous part, in any Place.@ [Closes with appeal to audience to be charitable to "this firstling of her quill, to support her generously with applause. See Daily Advertiser.

Event Comment: Receipts: #40 (Cross). [The Epilogue Occasioned by the Two Occasional Prologues published in the General Advertiser. Fifty-one lines ending: @"No more shall either rack his brains to teaze ye@But let the Contest be who most shall please ye." [In the form of a story, mocking Garrick and Berry]: "Once on a time two boys were throwing dirt@A gentle youth was one, and one was somewhat pert.@Each to his Master with his tale retreated,@Who gravely heard their different parts repeated,@How Tom was rude, and Jack poor lad ill treated."

Event Comment: This day is publish'd a Guide to the Stage; or Select Instructions and Precedents from the best Authorities towards forming a polite Audience; with some account of the Players, &c. Printed and sold by D. Job, at the Spread Eagle in King St. [An ironical post-Addisonian quip at theatrical behavior]: I boldly enter the lists as the first champion for theatric decorum. The next thing to be consider'd is disapprobation, which I think may be sufficiently shewn, by an attention to something else, by loud discourse, profuse laughter, and the like. I cannot help thinking it a little out of character, for a polite audience to distort their features by a hiss: however for the sake of some ambitious youths, who thus love to signalize themselves, I shall leave a new play to their mercy. They then are at liberty to exercise their several talents whether they hiss or groan most successfully, or have a greater genius for the cat-call. If you desire to know when you are to shew your dislike, my answer is, when anything displeases you, or in fine when you will provided you have a strong party to second you; for the best hiss or groan in the universe may be drown'd in a general applause. [Never laugh at what passes on stage save it be an error, blunder, or accident. In tragic scenes avoid being visibly moved by humming a tune, regarding the audience, engaging in conservation, or turning your back to the stage. When a female social rival calls attention to herself and away from the stage, let fall your handkerchief into the pit, or call out to an acquaintance in the opposite box, or burst into loud and unexpected laughter. You'll know when to applaud, for the actors will tell you.] On these occasions Cato looks more than unusually big, Hamlet stares with great emphasis, Othello has a most languishing aspect, Monimia is all sighs and softness, Beatrice will bridle, and pretty Peggy Wildair leers you into a clap. Receipts: #170 (Cross)

Event Comment: To the author of the General Advertiser, from White's Coffee House, St James's, 1 Feb., SIR: On the 6th of December last I was seiz'd with a fever, which in 24 hours was so violent that I became extremely delerious, insomuch that I obstinately refused all manner of medicines. This continued till about December the 16th, when all my friends thought me near expiring, and the more because I was then in the 80th year of my age. At this time my relations gave me a dose of Dr James's Fever Powder in some Tamarinds, unknown to me, which, as it had no taste, I did not discover. This gave me one stool, and the next morning I was much better. From that Time my Relations gave me the same medicine, without my knowledge, in small beer, Tea, and every thing I took. This was attended with so good an Effect, that in three days the Fever, with all its symptoms, entirely left me, insomuch that I am now perfectly recover'd. This I esteem my duty to the Publick to communicate for the general advantage of Mankind, I am, Sir, your humble servant, Colley Cibber. This day is publish'd, By Authority, the Comic Tunes in the Entertainment of Queen Mab, as they are performed at Drury Lane, for the Violin, German Flute, or Harpsichord, Price 1s. 6d. Printed for J. Oswald at his music shop in St Martin's Churchyard, in the Strand