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Taylor Opera House was completely filled on Saturday night to witness the performance of Ned Buntline and his border scouts and Indians. Of the piece itself but little can be said, simple because there is but little in it, except an astonishing amount of shooting, lassoing and scrimmaging generally between the doughty scouts and their red skinned foes. If the life of a frontiersman in its reality is any thing resembling that depicted upon the stage, one would think it must be extremely unpleasant. The performance was vociferously applauded by the audience, in the gallery especially, who seemed to enjoy the smell of gunpowder and general strife and confusion.