... Written for the Chroneicle.) a - ?? According to a promise that I made, I feel bound to v write something about our trip. Briefly as possible, there- E fore, I will endeavour to give a rough sketch of what we t saw, and how we saw it, during our ten days from home. The out being projected long enough before it took place, the day fixed on for our departure was earnestly looked for; it came ...

... 0 WITHERED LEAVES. BY CHARLES C. MACKLEY. O withered leaves that ride the gale, Ye nourish sad reflection ! Spring's golden dream in summer's hue of odorous boughs and cloudless blue I-lad scarcely sunk-and autumn too Is but a recollection ! Not ye alone are in the sere, M),y days are also waning ! The hopes that once weie vernal-green, Wax'd later of a duskier sheen, Now yellow, yellow, may ...

... BAS-ILIEFS AS SIGNS.-The stranger in London is greatly struck with some of these pictaresque specimens of the modeller's art. There is the Bull and Mouth at St. Martin's-le-Grand, on the facade of the Queen's Hotel, once the Bull and Mouth Inn. This curious relief re- presents a large mouth and upper part of the face fore- shortened, with a bull standing across it. This grotesque sign ...