... THE AET PUBLISHEES OF LONDON. II.-- THE FINE ART SOCIETY. Bond Street is the poor man's picture gallery. Are not beautiful prints and choice pictures there displayed free, behind shop-windows, to his admiring eyes? He can gaze for a minute or an hour. Nobody moves him on, and he is not a penny out of pocket by the adventure. One of the Bond Street establishments, in an excess of courtesy, has ...

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... .* Mr. Coulson Kernahan is one of the few writing upon religious subjects nowadays to whom the man of the world is content to give a patient hearing. We may like his child as little as his wise man, and admit that his devil does the poorest credit to the nethermost hell; none the less must his prose poem captivate us and appeal very strongly to our affection and our gratitude. r or Mr. ...

... JOURNALS AND JOURNALISTS OF TO-DAY. LXV. THE LADY, AND MISS RITA SHELL. Without being luxurious or effeminate in style, there is an air of solid comfort and refinement about the editorial office of the Lady which at once leads you to the conclusion that the chief of this flourishing threepenny weekly is a woman. Bright Oriental curtains screen the windows, a handsome Persian carpet looks ...

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... Magistrate What is, your nationality Witness Well, Sir, my father was Irish, my mother was American, and I was born in a Dutch brig sailing under French colours in Spanish waters Magistrate That '11 do, my man you can stand down. ...

... . 13 Y MORLEY ROBERTS*. As a child and as a girl Lettice Templemore was emotional to a fault, for at times both her anger and her joy became half hysterical. On some occasions she almost fainted with excess of passion. 1 live, i really live slie used to say and it is lovely, even it 1 suffer. Most people seem so cold. They do not really care for anything. God help them to be, to live, to feel ...

... OUR LADIES' PAGES. THE TIMES AND THE MANNERS. Just-- and only just-- as we have got comfortably accustomed to wearing our hair loosely waved over the ears on this side of the Channel, an edict comes from Paris that our long locks are to he once more gathered tightly into coils that describe nothing more or less than a top-knot, and this, furthermore, is to tit quite up under the hat! Such ...

... . There is a certain fairy-tale of two young princes who were brothers, and who set out to explore the world in opposite directions, coming together one day to show the spoils gathered during their voyages of discovery. In just such a way this book-publishing season has brought Phil May and C. D. Gibson together, each offering a portfolio of his work for our inspection. During the year they ...

... Girl Please, Sir, will you give me something for the Salvation Army This is Self-Denial Week. Old Gentleman Self-denial A most excellent thing. I am very glad indeed you applied to me. I shall have much pleasure in giving you-- er an opportunity for er exercising that same self-denial by-- er withholding that small contribution which er er under other circumstances I should have been only too ...

... Stout Female Th' parson at tlx' clmrcli told mo yesterday as 'ow I was 'eretic 'oos I goes to chapel. Carpenter lie ought to know better than to talk such nonsense why, the ltoman Catholics would tell him he was a heretic. Stout Female Ah, well, poor things of course, we can't think as they dq. ...

... . The winter number of the Studio is unusually excellent. This magazine is the product of a brain. It is journalism (for the first time) applied to art, and the result has been an entire success. The number under notice is extraordinarily strong in literature as well as art. A hitherto unpublished essay on A Mountain Town in France, by R. L. Stevenson, opens it, and a most curious series of ...