... DY r. IHOOD. TIhe moon-tho moon, so silver and cold, HIer ficklo temper has oft been told, Now sioldy-riow bright aald sunny- But of oil tire loor things that change, The one that sboWS most filcle and strange, And tokes til most oocentrio range, Is the moon-so called-of honey . To some a fall grown orb reveat'd As big and os round as Norval's shiold, Anrd as bright as a burner Bode-lighted; ...

... z.ITZAAAW VAILIETZES. Martin 'Luthrr said-' Wealth is the smiallest gift of God -what is it to be compared with his word or corporeal gifra, such as beavity, health, and activity ? What is it to the gifts of the-mind--such as intellect,'soieince, and taste? And agai'i he said as truly-' God commonly gives riches to gross asses,, to whore lie can affo-ld nothing else.' PUEACHINa.-I iove a ...

... L iterature. aVe Colonial A/lagazinefor.January.-Fisher & Co., London. It gives us sincere satisfaction to learn from the editor's ad- I dress at the coxmnincemnent of another year, that this valuable and important publication is rapidly attaining a most extensive circulation. Too much of apathy pervades the~public mind with -cspeot to our colonial possessions and the political and social ...

... Dr. W. B. Carpenter's Museum Lectures. LEcTURE; xxxi. The first part of this lecture consisted of a general description of the class of Insects. Nearly the whole of the insect tribes are produced in the state of eggs; a few are brought forth alive, the egg having been hatehed within the body ofthe mother. One pecaliarity attend- ing the eggs of insects is, that they frequeitly increase in size ...

... laortrP. SACRED LYRICS.-I-MOlaNeG. WnIIE soft the light of morning breaks, And Nature from her slumber waikeso And field and forest, vale and grove Are vocal with the songs of loe- Oh! then, how sweet from sleep to rise And roam beneath the sow blue skies, Ard feel the early zephyr bring Freshness and f'agrance on its wing. Yesl sweet it is to watch the flovwer,,, Unfold its beauty in the ...

... ,3ottrp. SO0NNET. - THE PAST MONTH. LBa WV. H. FitIDEAUX.] IT looks but yesterday, to mortal sight, The cold, dew ycar was baili; and yet'one age Of its round twelve is added to tbe page Of other times, and slcepetis with their night; A aecond nose Ibegun.. sasy tve invite New courage, aod seith error stoutly wage Slow conflict on our farther pilgrimage. Living as moen with Reason's steady ...

... xXXZTWEL: VAIZETIES. Of all thieves fools are the worst they rob you of time and temper;-Gotrtke. A Spanish proverb says, that the Jess ruin themselves at their possovers, thle Meors at elicit marriages, and the Christians in their law;-suits. Loan WILLIAM ILUSOELL.-It was a fine saying of my Lord Rasell, whos was beheaded in the time of King Charles the s~eond ; when enl the scaffold ho ...

... :H: D A A. The regular:seasonp at our Theatre, closed on Monday even- ing last, -uson which occasie h the pd'i~naildes were for tbe benefit of Mrs. M'Cready. Tie house was bath fully and fashion- ably attended-a compliment justly due to the manageress, and one which we could wish to see more frequently paid to her. The entertainments commsenced with Sir E. L. Buluwer's last new comedy of Money ...

... ORIGINAL PAPE1RS. OUR SKETCH BOOK. a SV8API'F.R-Uv ot, IINCL NHIDEIIEID T~tIFL.Yq ` - Old Will .Shakopere. t D E V O N S H 11t E TA L 1 S.-No. 41. SOME ACCOUNT OF OUlR GRAND1FATHER. D CHAP. Vt1. I Could Wep I1 And I ?? laugh; I nis light, and hoeavy.' We msid, in nor lait Chapter, that our Grnudfather was the C creature of circiunstxoeen controlled by them, ?? down their S stream-to Eteli the ...

... ORIGINAL PAPERS.. A SiSeAPPEt-rUP OF t'NCO510)MMI)D TRIFLES. i - ONd Will Snaksipere. DEVONSHIRE TALES.-No. 4. SOME ACCOUNT OF OUR GRANDFATHER. - CHAP. I. -1l) STRA1NGEl, IUT TIRUI) H12IVEtlTIIILL'SE, TIHAT OUR1 (laN ,IrFAT1lF.t0 WLHItE AT ONE PtE10)5 OF THEIR LIVEYS, UEE.RLY el)CIlel.URE:.'-AlIOO. A l°S the lo mberless ?? beatitiful praiTiioll0 of' Naturo, ErE neis11o111 o1strihiillvly ...

... 2- . !I t -r x ro - r .. M; it . , (ron THrE ?? rLYtUNe-tOST.) p n it riL ire. i ?? .Z1l! ,rgzigol lllr, l rys, (i Ilie sots, tgi It tills nlte i.e is pasit, Autlrrher lhlt is gOlle. YIll otosS ,room battlomeots, Anld t '15 noithtil mi' 0m1, Thoe elplity' Ilelslt, thuw IllitCel hIeop, All oloV tlhat little lfthl tfilhl Nn, seisiig (CvIliddik ills het borits, Andit ?? Jar silter bealus, Amid ? ...

... vottrL).. A L E G E N D--BY WM. C. BRYANT. UPoN a rock that, high and slicer, RBse irom the mouintalls's breast, A weary hunter of the deer Had sat him down to rest, And bared, to the soft sunmer air, His hot red browe and sweaty hair. All dim in haze the mountains lay, With dimmer vales between, And rivers glimmer'd on their way By forests, Faintly seen While ever rose a murmauring sound From ...