... voetip. A CHRISTMAS HYMN. Uav sv. a; :. Dvalcnfl. Whet Christ from Heaven, his pure abode. Descended to our sinful clime. It was IoI in the summer Imontlis, But in the dreary winter time. No silken coush recelved him then, In a rude manger low he IYa,- 8nt seraph guardians stood around, And angels hymn d his natal day. O'er Bethlehem's delds a lambent light . Ere morning dawned vras seen to ...

... MreMOIRS OF Ron=Et WILLIAM ELLISTON, COME- DIAi By GEo. RAYMoND, Esq. With Illus- trations by GEO. CRaUISHANH. IMortimer, Ade- ?? memoirs, which have so long and often amused the readers of one of our most fa- vourite periodicals, have been collected into one volune, and as a whole, bid fair to rival the interest they had excited when in monthly papers. The lMemoirs of Elliston exhibit no ...

... . Voctrp- . I 1, [There is a paper in this wveek's Pasnch full of matter that should be known to every one. It is called The Song of the Shirt ; and is the production of a person of genius, if ever there was one. We advise the well-doing and thecomfortable to con. mit that I' Song to heart.-Examiner.3 THE SONG OF THE SHIRT. WITH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and sad, A Woman ...

... A Christmas Carol. In Prose. Being a Ghost Story of Christmas. By Charles Dickens. With Illustrations by John Leech. Chapman and Hall. The Christmas Carol of modern days, whenever it makes faint appearance, is a doleful production, with a strong spice of cant. The Christmas Carol of elder days, whose lusty voice was ever season- ably beard, was a song of joy to enliven and exalt the time. ...

... A CHRISTMAS GARLAND. A merry Christmas, gentle reader, and may thy felicity be all that we could and do wish, all that we would have, were we the master of thy destiny. Of all the days in the year,-no neatter how beautiful may be the holidays afforded us by vernal spring, glorious summer, and luxuriant autumn ; of all the times and seasons that woe can clutch from the dull routine of ...

... Miteratutrt. A CHRISTMAS GARLAND. A merry Christmas, gentle reader, and may thy felicity be all that we could and do wish, all that we would have, were we the master of thy destiny. Of all the days in the year,-no matter how beautiful may be the holidays afforded us by vernal spring, glorious summer, and luxuriant autumn ; of all the times and seasons that we can clutch from the dull ...

... TO TUI NATION. Ain- Groves of'Blarney. Oc1i! Mr. Nation, You mankes groat oration, 'I'alking most sweetly of multher's joys_ And the fun of slaughter, (While blood flows like watiher,) You puts in poetbry to plase the boys. 'Twould move a mountain, ?? 11ear you raconntin' In must heart-iwarning and melodious note, The brave attacks on, The tyrasst Saxon, And the pleasant work it is to cut ...

... Hiatory of the Conqutct of NeCZieo, Itigh a Preliminary r Vie of the Ancint Mceoan Citvlizatfon, and the Life a of Wt Conqueror Hernando Cortge. By W. H. PRna- Ie coTT, author of the History of Ferdinand and Isabella. IIn 3 Vole, [BBNTLBY. leThe Conquest of Mexico offers, if we may be pardoned ,e the expression, one of thefatncy subjects of the historian. t Itpressnteequal opportunities for ...

... PHILHA.RMONIC CONCERT. The, members of thce Paillsarmonic Society gave their first ,concert tfor the season, ait the Victoria Rooms, on Monday even- ing. The principal apartment presented quite a gay and ani- i1satcd appearance, the majority of- the company with which it wras Crowded being ladies, all of whom appeared to have done their beat to show, their, practical contompt for chat oft ...

... ?? -. _ o .* led The Show on Friday last, taken as a whole, was ex- ceedingly creditable to our town, though we have seen to on some former occasions a better exhibition. Mr. ols Henry lladford had, as usual, a large show, as had Mr. )er Bailey, Mr. Bryer, Mr. J. eamnans, Mr. Lowe, Mr. Top- ble ham, Mr. Peat (of Spondon), Mr. Grentorex, Mr. 7n, Walters, Mr. Holloway, Ir. Chambers, Mr. Martin, ...

... I 1. - St aD(DjI' R o ORIOINAL AND SELECTED- OmlISTMIAS. i:Y ?? B M . 3D. WILSON. istmas 1 what inem ries from the fount of time Dust thbo call up within the mining mind I The loved I the lost I by death or distant clime, For ever sundered,' (in the heart enshrined 1) Som who were wont to deok weiths mystic bough, Somd deaer smiles ourheaarth wy are they absent now? In every house there stands ...

... US SH(H! WRECKED TAR&b ^O oA5KF Drna;LUMB, the ec Loud winds are rearing o'er the sea, I~ , White breakers thm npon the lee, * Eilue lightning gleams along the sky, flys e Uptutrn'd, bceholtieach dszzl-d eye l UnQ H larkmessmsiees to the boatswin'scal !- E o Now, now, boys, nowr mske ready eil I Or ; Ourforemesst 'etphnft'ting to the deckr; mo ; et 'd cut tbe aiyardyclar the wreck r wo ...