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The theaters have presented but few attractions during the past week, and the attendance in general has been small, save in the ease of the Californians where W. F. Cody (Buffalo Bill) has drawn well, especially to the upper seats of the house. The border-life drama with its poorly developed and inartistic plot, embellished, however, by the usual realistic effects pertaining to the favorite dime novel, evidently has a great hold on the affections of many of our pleasure-seekers, and although this style of drama may not tend to elevate the standard of the stage, the management would be foolish not to enter to such public taste if is can fill his coffers with the presentation of Buffalo Bill and his Indians in their thrilling feats, rather than lore money with a Union Square or any other excellent and talented combination that fails to draw. During the next week, W. F. Cody will appear in a new drama, written expressly for him, entitled The Knights of the Plains, in which the dashing handsome scout and his Indians will shine to the greatest advantage.