[This review is preceded by one of Gilbert's play, The Ne'er-Do-Weel. CLICK HERE to read it]

 À propos of Mr. GILBERT, though, let him be content, pro tem., with the result of his Sorcerer. The quintette and the old-fashioned duett with minuet step, are the two best numbers in Mr. ARTHUR SULLIVAN'S share of the work. Mr. GEORGE GROSSMITH as Wellington Wells is the Sorcerestest Sorcere that ever I did see or hear. His incantation scene, his clear and intelligible patter song, and his cquatter's-run, [sic] are things which alone would repay a second visit so [sic] the Opera Comique. And then his descent into Pandemonium, tanning [sic] himself, putting on his gloves, and brushing his hat, as a fonsistent [sic] partner in a respectable and old-established firm of Family Sorcerers would do, of course, up to the very last.
    Too much praise cannot be awarded to Miss EVERARD for her demure Pew-Opener: like Mr. GROSSMITH, she enters thoroughly into the eccentric seriousness of the Author's grotesque idea.
    The idea of placing a real live burlesque Vicar on the stage is a bold one. But I saw two Clergymen in the stalls who thoroughly enjoyed the joke, especially when his Reverence said, that, as a penance, he would spend the remainder of his days in the congenial gloom of a Colonial Bishopric.
    But carry this further, how would a Ballet of Bishops be received? or a Pastoral symphony danced by Pew-Openers to the accompaniment of  Pan-Anglicans¹ playing on Pipes? Very soon, however, we shall have a real Vicar at the Court [Theatre], The Vicar of Wakefield
[... the column continues about this and other plays]