... VowiCfron the Crowd, and other Poems. By Chas. Mackay, LL.D. Fourth and Revised edition. ti 1 vol. l2mo. London: Gilpin. 1851. P A work of exoellent doctrine and enlightened views in politics, conveyed in familiar and pleasingi verses. - gi 0kd~ it7t'8 G(raomnar of Geoqraphy. Revised, a, corrected, and greatly enlarged, by Edward w Hughes, ?? &c., Head Master of the t, Royal Naval Lower School ...

... AN APPP.A1L. (FOR CHRISTMAS TIME.) Oh, ye whose lot in life is cast WVhere plenty sitows her hand; Who live amongst the noble And the ravour'd of the land- Whose pillow's soft and downy, And whose cares are few and light; Whose path through life is glowing With the beautiful and bright- Forget not, Oh, forget not, You have brothers here below ?? lives are deeply shadow'd With the Heaviness of ...

... Soft hearts often harden, but soft heads never change. 'Necessity knows no law.' Well, necessity is like a treat many lawyers. 'Dr Parr,' said a young student once to the old linguist, 'let you and I write a book.' 'Very well,' replied the doctor; put in all that I know and all that you don't know, and we'll make a big one I 'Why should a red cow give white milk?' was the subject for ...

... The moment a man is satisfied with himself, everybody else~is dissatisfied with him. Uirs Partington says Ike has bought a horse so spirituous that he always goes off in a decanter. Grocers should remember that honest tea Is the best policy. When a fellow goes skating for the first time he can never tell what is going to turn up. A good motto for a ?? patients and you will succeed. A Noisy ...

... I _ . AND POULTRY SHOW. l It would indeed be a bard task to find a sufficient reason in explanation of the apparent lethargy into which people have fallen with regard to flobee shows. Not very long ago, throughout the country, shows of flowers, with plants and vegetables combined, were of every, day occurrence during the balmy summer months, and it seemed as if we could not get on without them ...

... SUTTON 3R ;E SHOW SocipITy. d 'lhe twenty-et bannual exhibition 4f horses in Csoannection witt this-seeciety was held on Wednesday 5. I s and preved a eeiy successful ffsir. We were pleased to observe .a snarked impr4veient in the ie iaription of ?? seut in for coippetition, and A tht ,the show generclly suistned the increasing a pestige whi&S toiirhas of lte years gaiied amongst A ether towns ...

... The death of Mr. Charles Matthews, the evergreen Adonis, although coming rather suddenly, could not be said to have taken playgoers altogether by surprise. A man who has spent the greater portion of his life endeavouriug to please others will not readily soon be forgotten by the public. Of late years he seemed to have, in a measure, lost his freshness, until le hit upon IMy Awful Dad as a ...

... T Litcraturr. REGE INT ROSALIND. By the author of The Wynnes, &c. London Samuel Tinsley and Co. The writer of this book has wasted her time and talents on a, production which few will care to read, To wade through its 338 pages has been a positive infliction, and one which we would not willingly endure again-of story there is absolutely none, the whole of the book being a record of the small ...

... AnRiisbricaT R :. the last Twelve Mntb [-ksitisssicd fein page 2.] , i ; * CEI~~~CHAP. ?? Pqriiainintitat 'Trassa ctisizs sidscbquete to tie Assa.T- I ; SiPtatt~tt ef.Mr. Percea~t.-REcIaj of tle Ordews in il W 0iCi.dholic Questioa..--Budget.-rSetet .e C,,nsaUee o. 'Mhe Riots.--East Iiidi a iiieanS,'s_ t ?? i Lff d';s~d ?? e2?iat~il. -Proropa- aj liars eritusaleitA' ?? fhe s;t'io ne of the ...

... Voctrp. The following Lines, written in bonour of Lord Nelson, were M set to Music by Mr. Webbe. The music, by permission of the to composer, now resident in Liverpool, appeared in last Tues- eL day's Kaleidoscope. al In Death's terrific icy arms hi The brave illustrious Nelson lies; He's free. from care and war's alarms, Sees not our tears, nor hears our cries. Cold is the heart where valour ...

... VpoWtr). EVENING ON MOUNT PAUSILIPO. On high Pausilipo there is a bower Where vinscsluxuriantly their tendrils weave, And who climbs here at that soul-soothing hour When steals o'er ocean the soft breath of eve, Will far behind the grosser passions leave; And buried in its solitary gloom Snatch from life's cares a short brat sweet reprieve, To ponder on the dead-great dead of Rome; And ...

... LITERARY EXTRACTS I NEWSPAPER QuESTION8. The editor sat in his sanotum, Regarding with sad, earnest eyes The huge pile of ' Questions' his readers Had sent with demands for renlies ' Why these,' said the weary quill driver, * Would fill up a moderate book, I'l publish the whole lot together, And lot people see how they look.' 'Who was it wrote that sweet ditty, Beginning, I saw from - ...