... AGRICULTURAL SNTLLLZGZNGZ. I IFw;XgaaL zn^ms-. CLEVEDON ANNUAL CATTLE SHOW. e The second annual exhibition ofthe Clevedon Agricultural e Society took place, on Wednesday last, in a field in front of the RoyalHotel. The attendance was unusually great, and ! fiacluded nearly all the resident gentry and farmers of the neighbourhood, as well as many from'more distant parts of the county, and from ...

... A LOCAL LEGENI. Hn looked like a Squire of high degree When dressed hi his Sunday ?? Song. Too kitten lay purring before the fire, And the lap.dog bask'd onl thO capetted floor, And 'lissus' she dozed in her elbow-chair, Uncoescious of aught shat iras passing there, Whilst the forso of the voni and listless Squire The sobs's dossask cushions bore. 5'Oueen ?? is the fairins' midwife ...

... MIY OWN FIRESIDE. Lsrrtox TAf-Vs EDIN-BuRGH MAGAZINE-] Trsoa 's a smiling spot in the poor man's horne, That is known not to pride in its gilded dobya X 'And he loveth it well fro 't is ,allow'dbal Thnadth atlh tufidt V ~lu ttO life oris dear to his soul: By the memory sweet of his boyish years- By a father's similes and a mnother's tears; And earth hath no spot on its sutfaCe! wide So dear to ...

... FLOWER& (FRto3Id LA BLESSINGTON'S Nyv] osu3:c, n1 DESULTORY TT oUGHTS AND REFLECTIONs.) U . ,OWRSra re the bright remembrancers of youth: t They waft back with their bland and odorous breath The joyous hours that only young life knows, Ere we have learned that this fair earth hides graves. t Thev bring the cheek that's mouldering in theodust a Again before us, tinged with health's own rose,- c ...

... TALE PEASANT'S SONG IS ON THE BREEZE. I Tmi Peasant's song is on the breeze, As jocund to his home he hies; And softly, through the forest trees I hear the sounds of Pleasure rise:- Sweet rural sounds, that speak of peace- That tell the long-expected hour When from their toil the labourers cease, And seek and find a gentler powser. Nons blithesome to the village grreen Thrir wsay the rural ...

... DsE8b not that, when the summer rose No more with bloom and beauty glows, Theflower has lost its sweetness; Oh! no:'its faded form shall ber Undyingf agrance to theair, Though Nature's ruin it may share, And osn'the summer's fleetness. Deem not that, when tshe days are past That-wving'd~with joy-nows dly so fast, Their charrfi is gone ror ever; Oh! no: the memory oi this hour Shatl never lose ...

... BRISTOL INSTITUTIOM, PARK-STREET. PHX1LSotnzXcAsS ?? LIsTElaLRY SOCIETY. The first Public Meeting of this Society for the present Session was held iii thle theatre of the institLition. on the evening of Thursday, the lath inst.; the Very Rev. the Dean in the clhair-when Mr. W. B. Carpenter premenred acommunication on some curious Phelnomena of Vegetation lately discovered. Mr. C. comnmeinced ...

... Tkcare is an old man whom se all of us know. -Mith a merry bald Irate and a beard white as snow Jie knocks at the door both of cottage aind hall, Lied a right heatty welcome receives at them all. This old msan for ages hath trod o'er the earth t'h'ilh the same happy vigour, the same social mirth;- By the aged reverei, by the youthful adored, And Care fies ahashl'd when he sits at the board. ...

... LFROOI THE SUN. I 'T IS odd how, in slumber, one's Fancr strays And what queer, unsccountsble pranks she piays!- T' other night, as I sate in my attic, intent On the coming Avrshire Tournament; Its Knights and Squires, in armour dight, And its Heralds and Dames, a goodly sight- As I dwelt on this theme I began to feel A gradual sleep o'er my senses steal; And scarce had I sunk into still ...

... The good od cause-as Sidney called it os the scfivbtd-may be vans quislied or victorious, insulted or boldly triumpitant,-the good old cause is Still the good old cause with use d-Mf. Afacaz'deY' Speech ao Eidndlirghl. Tnz good old cause, the cause of those It speaks the lan.guage that of old Who stood aloof-a sacred band: Inspired with zeal the good & brave; Our father's caise, wsen they ...

... ?? MeUmate of the arts in England MR. E. . BAILY, R.A. T'ee British Ded Foreign Review for the current quarter, contains nI' able review of a recent work by G. F. WVaagen, Director of the Royal G allery at Berlin, entitled Works of Arts and Artists in Eng- !and. T'le following extract is so hnaourahle, and withall so strictly lost, tO ouirtalented fellow-citizen, Mr. E. H. Baily, thatwe ...

... SoNG. Timis may iy but, on bis Wings, Never sball he bear away Tboughts to which mvrpidt Cllngs- Bliss my bosom feels-to.day When the years of youth are o'er,- When its golden hopes are past,- When its pleasures bloom no 1D0ore, These shall flourish to the last. Time may fly! and bear allay Ro'sy youth and life's last breath; There are jo's resist decay- Thoughts that trieuoph overdeath: Whens ...