... ,l PARIS FASh[IONS FOR FEBRUARY. I I _ (Ft'ot thn Cozt;, t ~et'i I Po unitlos lw, more vI Variey iln lfashion] dri'lo-g the late ?? 'ye iittve bilelll fori thle Whole (If tite pie- Vitalis vit'trter' quroa'ir. Gold audt silver, althoughl still l'Pgriigtraluoritc, are heoiriuiirig' to criggest rii vlkhipl - ant other maitterits ioals uliot thou'. Spltildor', anld sot'l- e ltisstitn themin ...

... lortrg. SMILES AND TEARS. She looked a sadness sevetel thian licA simile!->gym n71 A sToaY of joy to my fair one I told; It was not of splendour, ambition, or gold- But of twin hearts confiding, in unity bright! She listened-and smiled, like an angel of light! A story of woe I rehearsed in her ear, No tolly its motive, nor pride, nor base fear; But loving hearts parted, and fondness forlorn! ...

... jajitrt anbt Tarictim. THE COURT. WiNaDSon, TnunsDev.-The following had the honour of dining with her Majesty ?? Duchess of Kent, the Duke of Cambridge, the Prince and Princess Augustus of Saaxe-Coburg-, the Prince anid Princess Adelaide of Hohenlohe, Chevalier and M1la- dame Bunsen, the Baroness de Speth, Sir James and Lady Graham, the Right Hon. W. and Mrs. Gladstone, the .Master of the ...

... ,ff,1511ioll ano YT,-Irictir:5. THE' CDURT, W[NDSOiz, TuieisioaYTh! le followin- hainl the honour of dining with her Majesty jyesterchty 'PTho Duchess of Kent. tie Prince offteiiintgon, the Princess Atdelaidie of i1nlthtilohvl, n1(id Ito0 1laOnces dIC spotln. 'I he Vision 1 tesS Cautli njj, h is sject ted cdI h11 CoIun- tess of, Chau'lcntottt a~s L'ads V-ilt io to tle Queenl. Lord ...

... Po cictru. T Il E P 11 E S S. WmEtN the slave on his fetters for liberty mourned, What inspired him to hope that bright prospects would rise? When, before the young soldier from battle return'd What dried up the tears in his old mother's eyes? *Twas the Press that proclaimed, like a seraph from leav'n To the slave, that his limbs were released from their chain, To the mother, that back to her ...

... To CtCp. IV I N T E R. TlfE d'ygrow strange, the nights grow cool, The bees have left the clover; The maple droopeth in the pool, Its shady summer cover. All day the swallows Southward flit, All night the wind sighs dreary, And through thQ thin veil over it The moon looks wan and weary. The crisp leaves rustle on the path That slopeth to the meadow, The oak beside the lily-pond Drops down its ...

... ?? alub --a ti c5. TNlE COURT. WixDsou, FalD.iV.-Prince Albert, accompanied by the Duke of Argyll, the Right len, the Speaker, and Sir Charles Wood, went out shooting this morning Sir Edwvin Landseor lnas art-ived at the Castle. The following had the hon our ofi dinin, with her- Majesty yesterday:_irhe Duchess of Kent, the Prii- cess Adelaide oF Hohenlohe, the Earl and Countess Oranville, tile ...

... TOactru . WAKE WITH NATURE. WOULD YOU know a pure delight? Would you feast the sense of sight? Would you breathe fresh, balmy air? Would you gushing music hear? Would you feel a thrill of life, Full of peace, with rapture rife ? Rouse you with the rising day, View calm nature's grand display. Would you like to gain an hour? Would you rob sloth of its power? Would you cheerfulness obtain? ...

... lootrvn. THE MIND'S TELEGRIAPIH. Wrl.T though the surging wave and mountain high Uplift their crests between us to the sky Our throbbing hearts in unison keep time As mind, electric, beats harmonious chime. It's thought, a wire, unseen to earthly eye, Conveys afar its sweetest memory, And like the music of some heavenly trill, Its strains of magic now my bosom thrill. The mind doth telegraph ...

... ?? V ab 3Earictis. THE COURT. WINDSOR, JAN. 25.- There was no addition to thlo Royal dinner party yesterday. Prince Albert left Windsor this morning, by a spe- cial train of the South-Western Railway, for London, and returned to the Castle at ten minutes before three o'clock. The Prince presided at a meeting of the Royal Commission of the Exhibitioni of 1S51 All the new appointments in the ...

... VartVIU. THE HAVEN OF FRIENDSHIP. TsiinE's nothing half so dear to me, In all my native land, As the warm glance of friendship's eye, The clasp of friendship's hand; For friendship is the only thing That outlives sorrow's day, And blesses, when all other hearts Have changed or died away! 'Tis like the pitcher plant that lives Within the desert wide, From which, when other sources fail, The ...

... joutru. ODE FOR THE NEW YEAR, 1S53. ATnOTnFU year, another month, weak, day, Another hour, begin To gather garlands in, Wherewith the changing track of time to strew; The purple rose for love, for hate the sombre yew, The cypress for decay. The world is as iL c'er bath been-the past Is born again; the present hath amassed The future in its lap. Bells toll the knell Of death for some, and merry ...