THE SUNDAY MORNING NEWS, already well established in reputation, and very widely circulated, has received a valuable addition to its attractions, in the accession of JOHN HOWARD PAYNE, ESQ., formerly of the 'Ladies' Companion,' and Mr. JOHN JAY ADAMS, to its editorial department.
'HUDSON'S EXPRESS' is the title of a new and well-conducted daily journal, of the smaller class. It is under the editorial supervision, as we learn, of JOSEPH PRICE, ESQ., recently, and for a considerable period, Editor of the New-York Mirror.
PARK THEATRE.--The season at this house commenced under a sad disappointment. The public had been led to anticipate the pleasure of listening again to the magic tones of Mrs. WOOD, and of revelling in that intellectual delight which all have fell who have heard her exquisite performances in opera. But alas! their hopes were blasted, and the manager's prospects of a rich harvest somewhat diminished, by the news that unavoidable circumstances will prevent our old friends from visiting us so soon as was anticipated. We still hope that the season will not entirely pass away, without being marked by their distinguished performances. In opera, however, we have had, during the month, in Miss HORTON, a singer whose exertions have served to keep alive the growing musical taste of the Park audiences. Mr. HORN, with a voice absolutely regenerated, and BROUGH, with his deep thunder-tones, have sustained the tenor and contralto, and by their united efforts given effect to our old favorites, 'La Somnambulé,' 'Cinderilla,' 'Fra Diavolo,' and the 'Frieschutz.' Miss Horton merits no small praise for the able manner in which she has given the elaborate music of these operas, all made sacred by, and become as it were identified with, a missing artiste. The style of Miss Horton is so highly finished and pure, and governed by so much taste and judgment, that her execution is as easy, smooth, and tranquil, as the gentle current of a brook. She makes no effort which she does not accomplish. There is no attempt at the grand and astonishing; she is content to give the music of her author, without gilding it (as is too often attempted) by roulades and cadenzas, altogether foreign to the genius of the music, and the intentions of the composer. Miss Horton's voice is a limited soprano, but so sweet and sonorous, even in its harshest tones, that the hearer is compensated for its want of power, in the exquisite delicacy of its cadence, while the finished effect which it affords to the most minute passages of the music, is a worthy compensation for a lack of any of those whirlwinds of power with which it seems the intention of some prima donnas of the present day to overwhelm an audience, and 'snatch nine souls out of one weaver.'