Chapter XII (3)

"'Yes--why yes: Frances was the wife of Goffe--a gallant officer, and a faithful servant of God and the commonwealth. I mind him well now. He was a host in battle, but something rash, and of a hot temper. I thought to hear of his death at the end of every conflict with the cavaliers. He would ride a furlong in front of his troop in the rage of pursuit, if ever the enemy broke rank and fled.'

"'What became of him?'

"'He died--no--it has all come back to me now. He came with me to America, and here in the rocks and caverns of this wilderness he has helped to hide me, with the tenderness of a bird for its unfledged young, through this my second infancy.'

"'Do you not know me now?' asked Goffe, affectionately taking his hand.

"The old man fixed his mild blue eye, already beaming with the rays of returning intelligence, full upon the anxious face of his fellow-exile, and gazed long and intently, as if he would have read in his features some sign of an attempt to practice upon his credulity. Then the color came back in a momentary glow to his cheeks, and tears flowed copiously over them, as he threw his arms around the iron form of Goffe, and smiled faintly as he faltered, 'Alas the day--that I should live to forget thee, my more than son!'

"The empire of reason was restored: and although afterward it sometimes lost its sway in the chaos of the dim and shadowy images of the past, yet from that time to the day of his death, the jealous glance with which he followed the steps of the companion of his earlier and more prosperous days, as he moved noiselessly around the room--the warm grasp of the hand--the subdued patience of the sufferer--the oft-repeated endearing appellation 'my son--my son'--were constant witnesses to the faithfulness of memory, when kindled and kept in exercise by gratitude and love."

_Parnassus in Pillory_, by MOTLEY MANNERS, Esq. (published by Adriance, Sherman, and Co.), is a satire of great pretension and considerable success upon several of the most eminent living American poets. Mr. Manners has some sharp weapons in his armory, which he flourishes with the skill of an adroit fencing master, but in most cases, they gleam idly in the air without drawing blood. His happiest hits are usually harmless, but now and then they damage himself while his antagonist escapes. On the whole, the author's forte is poetry rather than satire, and punning more than either. In this last accomplishment, we admit his "proud pre-eminence."

Ticknor, Reed, and Fields have issued a new edition of _Twice Told Tales_, by NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE, with an original preface, and a portrait of the author. The preface is highly characteristic, and will be read with as much interest as any of the stories. Mr. Hawthorne presents some details of his literary autobiography, in which he relates the ill success of his first adventures as an author, with irresistible unction and naïvete. He claims to have been for a good many years the obscurest literary man in America. His stories were published in magazines and annuals, for a period comprising the whole of the writer's young manhood, without making the slightest impression on the public, or, with the exception of "The Rill from the Town-Pump," as far as he is aware, having met with the good or evil fortune to be read by any body. When collected into a volume, at a subsequent period, their success was not such as would have gratified a craving desire for notoriety, nor did they render the writer or his productions much more generally known than before. The philosophy of this experience is unfolded by the author without the slightest affectation of concealment, or any show of querulousness on account of its existence. On the contrary, he views the whole affair with perfect good humor, and consoles himself in the failure of large popularity, with the sincere appreciation which his productions received in certain gratifying quarters. They were so little talked about that those who chanced to like them felt as if they had made a new discovery, and thus conceived a kindly feeling not only for the book but for the author. The influence of this on his future literary labors is set forth with his usual half-comic seriousness. "On the internal evidence of his sketches, he came to be regarded as a mild, shy, gentle, melancholic, exceedingly sensitive, and not very forcible man, hiding his blushes under an assumed name, the quaintness of which was supposed, somehow or other, to symbolize his personal and literary traits. He is by no means certain that some of his subsequent productions have not been influenced and modified by a natural desire to fill up so amiable an outline, and to act in consonance with the character assigned to him, nor even now could he forfeit it without a few tears of tender sensibility."

_Time the Avenger_ is the title of Mrs. MARSH'S last novel, reprinted by Harper and Brothers. It is intended as the sequel to "The Wilmingtons," and like that powerful story abounds in vivid delineations of character, and natural and impressive developments of passion. With a more reflective character than most of the former productions of the author, the style is equally vigorous and sparkling with that of the admirable works which have given her such a brilliant celebrity.

_The Educational System of the Puritans and Jesuits compared_, by N. PORTER, Professor in Yale College (published by M. W. Dodd) is an historical and argumentative treatise discussing the origin, influence, and prevalence in this country of the two systems. The views of the author are presented with discrimination and force, and well deserve the attention of the friends of religion and education.

George P. Putnam has issued the second part of _The Girlhood of Shakspeare's Heroines_, by MARY COWDEN CLARKE, containing _The Thane's Daughter_, in which the early history of Lady Macbeth is described in an ingenious and lively fiction. The story does great credit to the author's power of invention, and is executed with so much skill, as in some degree to atone for the presumptuousness of the enterprise. The volume is embellished with a neat engraving of "Cawdor Castle."

Munroe and Francis, Boston, have published a volume of _Poetry from the Waverly Novels_, containing the poems scattered through the Waverly Novels, which are supposed to be written by Sir Walter Scott, and which are ascribed by him to anonymous sources. The volume will be welcomed by every lover of poetry and of Scott, not only for the agreeable associations which it awakens, but for the numerous delicious morceaux which it has preserved.

A new edition of _Essays and Reviews_ by EDWIN P. WHIPPLE, has been issued by Ticknor, Reed, and Fields, comprising the contents of the former edition, with a Review of Dana's Poems and Prose Writings, and one or two less elaborate papers. These volumes present the character of the author as an acute and enlightened critic in a very favorable light. With a familiar knowledge of the lighter portions of English literature, a healthy relish for the racy varieties of a wide range of authors, a sensitive taste which is none the less accurate in its decisions for being catholic in its affinities, a peculiar facility in appreciating the point of view of the writers under discussion, and a richness, point, and beauty of expression rarely combined in any department of composition, Mr. Whipple has attained a deserved eminence as a critical authority, which is certainly not surpassed in the field of American letters, and with but few exceptions, by any writer in the English language.

_Elements of Analytical Geometry and of the Differential and Integral Calculus_, by ELIAS LOOMIS, Professor in the University of New York (published by Harper and Brothers) presents the principles of the sciences treated of, with a precision of statement and clearness of illustration, without sacrificing any thing of scientific rigor, which make it an admirable text-book for the college student, as well as a facile guide for the mathematical amateur. The happy manner in which the knotty points of the Calculus are unraveled in this treatise presents a strong temptation to plunge into the time-devouring study.

Harper and Brothers have published _Wallace_ and _Mary Erskine_, being the second and third numbers of Mr. ABBOTT'S popular series of _Franconia Stories_.

_The City of the Silent_, by W. GILMORE SIMMS, is the title of an occasional poem delivered at the consecration of Magnolia Cemetery, Charleston, S. C. Its felicitous selection of topics, and classic beauty of expression, entitle it to a high place in the current poetry of the day, and amply sustain the reputation of the distinguished author. The notes exhibit a rich store of curious erudition.

_The Shipmaster's Assistant and Commercial Digest_, by JOSEPH BLUNT, is published by Harper and Brothers, in the fifth edition, although such changes have been introduced as to render it in fact a new work. It presents a complete digest of the laws of the different States of the Union, relating to subjects connected with navigation; a systematic arrangement of the acts of Congress in regard to the revenue and commerce; a view of the different moneys and weights and measures of the world, besides an immense amount of information, under appropriate heads, on the various points of marine law and commercial regulations that can interest an American shipmaster.

Three Leaves from Punch.

"PLEASE, SIR, SHALL I HOLD YOUR HORSE?"]

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THE AFFAIRS OF GREASE.

Fat cattle did not sell well this year. Their ever-obesity seems to have been one of the causes of their going off so heavily--which is no wonder. Fat oxen can not be expected to be brisk. Now, this truth has been brought home to graziers, perhaps they will abandon the system of fattening animals so enormously; which is the merest infatuation.

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THE WAR ON HATS.

Every one knows that _Punch_ has lately been knocking the modern hat upon the head with his playful, but powerful _bâton_. War to the hat is happily superseding, on the Continent, the rage for making war on crowns alone; and, indeed, we had so much rather see the military employed abroad in a crusade against hats than in the work of carnage, that, by way of giving employment in a good cause, to a brave soldier, we invest with full powers against hats the renowned GENERAL HATZOFF.

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PEACE OFFERING.

The Crystal Palace may be looked upon as a noble Temple of Peace, where all nations will meet, by appointment, under the same roof, and shake each other by the hand. It is very curious that one-half of MR. PAXTON'S name should be significant of Peace. We propose, therefore, that over the principal entrance there be erected in large gold letters, the following motto, so that all foreigners may read it as a friendly salute on the part of England:

"PAX(_ton_) VOBISCUM."

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THE BEST LAW BOOK.

We find there has been recently advertised a Law Book under the promising title of _Broom's Practice_. This is just what is wanted in the law; the Broom happens to be a good one, for a little practice with such an implement may have the effect of operating a sweeping reform.

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JUSTICE FOR BACHELORS.

"DEAR MR. PUNCH,

"I am a bachelor, and my friends, I believe, allow that, in the main, I am a tolerably good-natured fellow--but just look here! I was invited a few days ago to spend a week at a country house, and here I am; but I must confess that I was a little put out when taken to the very top of it, and told that this was my bedroom. I have since been led to suppose that unmarried men must expect to sleep in the worst rooms there are; for see--this is the bedroom of a married couple, friends of mine. Now--confound it! I say the comfort is monstrously and unfairly disproportioned. The ladies--bless them!--ought, of course, to be made as cosy as possible; no man could object to their having their nice little bit of fire, and their dear little slippers placed before it, with their couches, and their easy chairs, &c.--of course not--but that is no reason why we single men should be treated like so many Shetland ponies. There is no fireplace in my room, and the only ventilation is through a broken window. As far as the shooting, the riding, the eating and drinking go, I have nothing whatever to complain of. But I want to know why--why _this_ mature female always answers my bell, and that great brute Snawkins (whose mind, by-the-by, is not half so well regulated as mine)--merely because he is a married man--has his hot water brought by this little maid! I don't understand it. You may print this, if you like; only send me a few copies of _Punch_, when it appears, that's a good fellow, and I will carelessly leave them about, in the hope that Mrs. Haycock may see them; and by Jove! if the hint is not taken, and my bedroom changed--or, at least, made more comfortable--I'll--yes--(there's an uncommonly nice girl stopping here) I'll be hanged if I don't think very seriously of getting married myself.

"Believe me, my dear _Punch_,
"Yours faithfully,
"CHARLES SINGLEBOY."

DRAMAS FOR EVERY-DAY LIFE.

The following drama is upon a subject that will come home to the heart and tongue, the lungs and the lips, the epiglottis and the affections, of every Englishman. There is not a theme in the whole range of every-day life, that so frequently furnishes the matter of conversation, and there can be none, consequently, so universal in its interest, as the one which forms the subject of the drama we are about to present to our readers. In every circle, at every hour of every day, the first point started by every one meeting with another, and taken up by that other with the keenest relish, is--The Weather. The title may not appear at first sight a promising one, for the purposes of the dramatist; but if he can succeed in presenting to his countrymen a type of a drama for every-day life, divested of those common-places which long habit and an apparent exhaustion of the theme may have thrown about it, he will be content to hang up his harp on the first hat-peg of "Tara's," or any one else's "hall," and repose, as well as such a substitute for a mattress will allow him, upon his already-acquired laurels. But without further prologue, we will "ring up," and let the curtain rise for the drama of

THE WEATHER.

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DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.

MR. MUFFLE { _An old friend of the late husband of_
{ MRS. YAWNLEY.

MRS. MUFFLE _Wife of_ MR. MUFFLE.

MRS. SHIVERS { _A casual acquaintance of_ MRS. YAWNLEY,
{ _and knowing incidentally a little of the_
{ MUFFLES.

MRS. YAWNLEY { _A widow, whose late husband was a friend of_
{ MR. MUFFLE.

Servant to MRS. YAWNLEY.

_The_ SCENE _passes in the drawing-room of_ MRS. YAWNLEY. _The Stage represents a handsome drawing-room, elegantly furnished. There is a door at the back opening on to a hall in which is hung a weather-glass._

MRS. YAWNLEY _(in a morning dress) discovered seated in conversation with_ MRS. SHIVERS, _who wears her shawl and bonnet_.

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_Mrs. Y._ It is indeed! the winter, as you say,
Has now set in with great severity.

_Mrs. S._ Not that I think we've reason to complain.
This is December, we should recollect.

_Mrs. Y._ We should indeed--a very true remark:
And one that never struck me till you made it.

_Enter_ Servant, _announcing_ MR. _and_ MRS. MUFFLE.

_Mrs. Y._ (_rising._) Dear MRS. MUFFLE, this is very kind,
To come to see me on a day like this.
Which I and MRS. SHIVERS (whom you know)
Were just remarking was extremely cold.

_Mr. M._ Cold--do you think!

_Mrs. Y._ Yes--pray come near the fire.

_Mrs. M._ Oh! Thank you--no--I'd really rather not.
I'm very warm with walking.

[_Sits at a distance._

_Mrs. S._ Probably.
But walking somehow never makes me warm.

[_An awkward pause, during which_ MR. MUFFLE _puts his fingers between the bars of a parrot's cage, as if playing with the bird, receives a savage snap, but says nothing, as the affair is not remarked by any body_.]

_Mrs. Y._ What think you, MISTER MUFFLE, will it rain?
You gentlemen can always judge so well.

_Mr. M._ (_Walking to the window, partly to
conceal the pain of his finger._) Why, that depends
a good deal on the wind.

_Mrs. S._ They say that when the smoke is beaten down,
Rain may be looked for.

_Mrs. M._ I have often heard
That if the birds fly very near the ground,
Wet is in store. Look at that sparrow now,
He's fairly _on_ the ground, so it _must_ rain.

_Mrs. Y._ But now he's off again, and so it won't,
Those adages, I think, are often wrong.

_Mr. M._ One rule I've always found infallible.

_Mrs. S._ Pray tell us what it is.

_Mrs. Y._ Do--I entreat.
It would be so convenient to know.
Some certain rule by which to guide one's self.
My glass deceives me often.

_Mrs. M._ (_in a mental aside._) Rather say
Your glass tells often some unpleasant truths.

_Mr. M._ My weather-glass, dear madam, is my corn.

_Mrs. M._ Why, really, MISTER M., you're quite absurd;
Have we the means of guidance such as that?
You're positively rude.

_Mrs. Y._ (_laughing._) Oh, not at all;
He's trod upon no tender place of mine.

_Mrs. S._ I've heard some story of the tails of cows
'Tis said that when to the wind's quarter turn'd,
They augur rain. Now tell me, MR. MUFFLE,
Do you believe in that?

_Mr. M._ I'd trust a cow's,
As well as any other idle tail.

_Mrs. Y._ That's saying very little. Tell me, now,
(For your opinion, really, I respect,)
Are mackerel-looking clouds a sign of wet?

_Mr. M._ I think it probable that mackerel clouds
Betoken wet, just as a mackerel's self
Puts us in mind of water.

_Mrs. S._ Are you joking
Or speaking as a scientific man?

_Mrs. Y._ You're such a wag, there's never any knowing
When you are serious, or half in jest.
Dear MRS. MUFFLE, you that know him best,
Shall we believe him?

_Mrs. M._ Oh, I can say nothing,

[_All laugh for some minutes, on and off, at the possibly intended wit of_ MR. MUFFLE; _and the tittering having died off gradually, there is a pause_.]

_Mrs. M._ (_to_ MRS. Y.) Have you been out much lately?

_Mrs. Y._ No, indeed,
The dampness in the air prevented me.

_Mrs. S._ 'Tis rather drier now.

_Mrs. Y._ I think it is.
I hope I shall be getting out next week,
If I can find a clear and frosty day.

_Mr. M._ I think 'tis very probable you will.

_Mrs. Y._ I'm quite delighted to have heard you say so;
But are you quizzing us. You're such a quiz!

_Mr. M._ (_with serious earnestness._) Believe me, MRS. YAWNLEY, when
I say
I've far too much regard--too much esteem--
For one I've known as long as I've known you,
To say a word intending to mislead;
In friendship's solemn earnestness I said,
And say again, pledging my honor on it,
'Tis my belief we may, ere very long,
Some clear and frosty days anticipate.

_Mrs. Y._ I know your kindness, and I feel it much;
You were my poor dear husband's early friend.

[_Taking out her handkerchief._ MRS. S. _goes toward the window to avoid being involved in the scene._]

I feel that though with cheerful badinage
You now and then amuse a passing hour,
When with a serious appeal addressed,
You never make a frivolous reply.

_Mrs. M._ (_rising, and kissing_ MRS. Y.) You do him justice, but we
must be going.

_Mr. M._ (_giving his hand to_ MRS. Y.) Good morning, MRS. YAWNLEY.

_Mrs. Y._ Won't you wait,
And take some luncheon?

_Mr. M._ Thank you; no, indeed;
We must be getting home, I fear 'twill rain.

_Mrs. S._ I think you go my way--I'm in a fly,
And shall be very glad to set you down.

_Mrs. M._ Oh, thank you; that's delightful.

_Mrs. S._ (_to_ MRS. Y.) So, I'll say
Good-by at once.

_Mrs. Y._ Well, if you will not stay.

[MR. _and_ MRS. MUFFLE, _and_ MRS. SHIVERS, _exeunt by the door_. MRS. YAWNLEY _goes to the bell_. MR. MUFFLE _taps on the weather-glass; the bell rings; and the glass, which is going down, falls considerably at the same moment as the curtain_.]

_First Juvenile._--"THAT'S A PRETTY GIRL TALKING TO YOUNG ALGERNON BINKS."

_Second Juvenile._--"HM--TOL-LOL! YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN HER SOME SEASONS AGO."]

THE KITCHEN RANGE OF ART.

Soyer, in his _Modern Housewife_, is quite angry that our great Painters have never busied themselves with "such useful and interesting subjects" as the subjects of the kitchen, instead of "continually tracing on innumerable yards of canvas the horrors of war, the destruction of a fire by fire or water, the plague, the storm, the earthquake." For this purpose, SOYER suggests some admirable historical events, connected with the _Cuisine_, on which artists might, with advantage, employ their genius. Among others, he mentions the following:

"LOUIS XIV., at Versailles, receiving from the hands of the PACHA the First Cup of _Café_ ever made in France."

"VOLTAIRE helping FREDERIC, on the Field of Potsdam, with a Cup of Cho-ca."

"CARDINAL MAZARIN tasting, at the Louvre, the First Cup of Chocolate."

In all matters of taste (excepting his _Nectar_ and his _Economical Soup_, which, we candidly confess, we never could stomach) we always agree with the mighty SOYER. And we are so moved with his indignation at the neglect with which artists have too long visited all subjects connected with culinary art, that we go out of our way to give Royal Academicians the benefit of the following notions, which may have the desired effect of elevating the _Cuisine_ to the same level as the Conqueror's Tent, or the Monarch's Council Chamber. We see a grand historical picture in each of the following suggestions:

"GEORGE THE THIRD in the Old Woman's Cottage, wondering 'how ever the apples got inside the apple-dumpling.'"

"UDE Tearing his Hair, upon learning that the British Nobleman had put salt into his soup."

"The DUKE OF NORFOLK conceiving the brilliant notion of rescuing a Nation from Starvation, by means of his celebrated Curry-Powder."

"The Immortal Courage of the GREAT UNKNOWN who Swallowed the First Oyster."

"MARIE-ANTOINETTE wondering how the People could starve, when there were such nice little _Gâteaux_ at three sous apiece."

"NAPOLEON Eating the Dish of Stewed Mushrooms, by which, it is said, he lost (in consequence of the indigestion), the Battle of Leipzig."

"The Resignation of SOYER at the Reform Club."

"Portrait of the Celebrated American Oyster, that was so large, that it took three men to swallow it."

"ABERNATHY inventing his Dinner-Pill."

"BRILLAT SAVARIN tasting the Wonderful Sauce, that was so delicious, that a person could eat his own father with it."

"CÆSAR, or DANDO, Astonishing the Natives."

"Heroic Death of VATEL, upon hearing that the Fish had not arrived."

"CANN first hitting upon the glorious idea of giving in Holborn 'a devilish good dinner for 2-1/2_d._'"

As soon as our great Painters have put into living shape the above delicious _morçeaux_, we shall be prepared to furnish them with another course of the same choice quality.

_Ragged Urchin._--"PLEASE GIVE DAD A SHORT PIPE?"

_Barman._--"CAN'T DO IT. DON'T KNOW HIM."

_Ragged Urchin._--"WHY, HE GETS DRUNK HERE EVERY SATURDAY NIGHT."

_Barman._--"OH! DOES HE, MY LITTLE DEAR? THEN 'ERE'S A NICE LONG 'UN, WITH A BIT OF WAX AT THE END."]

SPRING FASHIONS.

Like coquettish April, Fashion is now beginning to exchange its more sombre aspect for its sweetest smiles, and to develop its pretty flowers and delicate foliage. The darker colors and firmer textures of winter are now disappearing, and all the gay hues and lighter fabrics are taking their places.

WALKING DRESSES.--Silks of every color and texture are now to be seen for afternoon toilet. We may cite the following as the most general form in which they are made: First, a dress of green silk or velvet, the skirt made perfectly plain and very full; three-quarters high body, fitting close to the figure, and ornamented with _noeuds_ of velvet, to which are attached three small drops of fancy buttons, put on at regular distances, and reaching from the top of the corsage to the lower edge of the skirt. Loose sleeves, made open up to the elbow at the back, and rounded, trimmed with a double frilling of narrow velvet. Chemisette and full sleeves of white cambric. Bonnet of a deep lilac _velours épinglé_. Across the centre of the front is worked a wreath in tambour work, the edge of the front finished with a narrow fulling. The curtain is bordered to match the front, the interior of which is decorated with loops of ribbon, with _brides_ to match. Such is the costume represented on the right in Figure 1.

Another beautiful walking dress is of green silk, the skirt trimmed with three deep flounces, the upper one descending from the waist, and each encircled with three narrow _galons_, put on so as to represent square vandykes; high body, closing at the back, and ornamented in front of the chest with five _noeuds papillons_, and on either side three _galons_, forming _revers_. Pagoda sleeves, rather short, and finished with two frillings decorated with _galons_; white sleeves of embroidered muslin, having three frillings of Valenciennes lace. Another pretty style is composed of _moire antique_ of a dark blue and black ground, _broché_ in light blue, and trimmed with a _chenille_ lace of a dark blue color. Changeable, lilac, pale blue, and corn-color silks are now becoming fashionable for walking dresses.

EVENING COSTUME.--Every variety of color is now fashionable for evening costume. The most favorite colors are _mauve_, amber, pink, lilac, blue, and peach. The centre figure in our first illustration exhibits a very elegant evening costume. A dress of pale pink satin, trimmed upon each side of the skirt with a broad lappet of the same, edged with a flat row of blonde, and confined at two distances with a _noeud_ of satin and two ostrich feathers shaded pink, the lower part being rounded. The centre of the pointed corsage is formed of two rows of lace, divided with fullings of satin; the cape is composed of two rows of lace, headed with a fulling of ribbon. The cap is composed of white lace and decorated with pink ribbons and feathers.

COIFFURES.--There is a great variety of head dresses, many of them extremely rich and elegant. They are composed of light fabrics, and flowers of the rarest kind. The latter are generally intermixed with fancy ribbons, combining the most vivid hues with threads of gold or silver, while others are varied with _noeuds_ and streamers of ribbon velvet. Figure 2 represents a neat style of head dress for an evening party, showing the arrangement of the back hair. An elegant style of _coiffure_ is composed of the white thistle, intermixed with small clusters of gold berries and white gauze ribbon, richly embroidered with gold. Those formed of ivy leaves, interspersed with tips of white _marabout sables d'or_, and attached with bows of green and gold ribbon, are extremely elegant.

BONNETS.--Figure 3 represents a very pretty style of bonnet, adapted for early spring. It is composed of folds of pink silk or satin, ornamented within with flowers. The front is trimmed with fullings of satin, attached to which, and frilling back, is a row of pointed lace. Figure 4 shows an elegant style of straw flat, for a little Miss, trimmed, in connection with the tie, with several folds of satin ribbon. The only external ornament is a long ostrich feather, sweeping gracefully around the front of the crown, and falling upon the side of the brim.

BALL DRESSES are of almost every variety of style. Narrow blondes are now much used for decorating ball dresses; they give a light and sparkling effect when arranged in narrow _rûches_ upon a dress of rich satin. Sometimes the skirt is trimmed with a single flower, upon which is placed five or six _papillons_ of blonde, and sometimes upon one skirt are four flounces, made of the same material as the dress, or of lace. The figure on the left, in our first plate, represents an elegant and elaborate style. The dress is pale amber satin; the corsage low; the waist long, and _à pointe; berthe_ of _point d'Alençon_; the sleeves are short and plain, and are nearly covered by the deep _berthe_; the skirt is long and full, trimmed with a double row of _dentelle de laine_, between which are bows of broad satin ribbon. The _sortie de bal_ which covers the body, is of white cachmere, finished by a deep flounce of _dentelle de laine_. Across the front are placed five rows of fancy silk fringe; the top row going round the shoulders in the form of a small cape; the pelerine, or hood, is composed entirely of _dentelle de laine_; tassels at the corner in front; the sleeves very wide and trimmed with deep lace to correspond with the flounce. The hood, which, in the figure is thrown over the head, is terminated at the points with two large tassels of fancy silk. This is an elegant costume in which to leave the ball room for the carriage.

Transcriber's Note:

Variant and dialect spelling have been retained.

Punctuation normalized without comment.

Italics denoted by "_".

Page 606, "passions with suprising" was changed to read "passions with surprising."

Page 611, "the wise resotion" was changed to read "the wise resolution."

Page 615, "too diminuitive for" was changed to read "too diminutive for."

Page 624, "southorn France." was changed to read "southern France."

Page 628, "he never quited" was changed to read "he never quitted."

Page 647, "spectral arrray of" was changed to read "spectral array of."

Page 658, "myrtles, and larels" was changed to read "myrtles, and laurels."

Page 662, "accompanied by selfishess" was changed to read "accompanied by selfishness."

Page 662, "measles, hooping-cough," was changed to read "measles, whooping-cough,."

Page 665, "for I havn't done" was changed to "for I haven't done."

Page 668, "for these anouncements" was changed to read "for these announcements."

Page 672, "door pannels" was changed to read "door panels."

Page 680, "if I arrrived" was changed to read "if I arrived."

Page 681, "momently harrassed me" was changed to read "momently harassed me."

Page 693, "that peried of" was changed to read "that period of."

Page 694, "his old parishoners" was changed to read "his old parishioners."

Page 701, "punished by courts martial" was changed to read "punished by courts-martial."

Page 701, "against the Camanches" was changed to read "against the Comanches."

Page 705, "Bavarian court-martials" was changed to read "Bavarian courts-martial."