editor, ia responsible for the literary department. The book is of the siie known among the craft as elephantine quarto (at least 22 Inches by 16). The letter press is upon very fine paper, almost as thick as common drawing paper, and the engraving on paper nearly equal to Bristol board. The first two numbers of the work give us General Taylor and Mr. Calhoun. The work, either in numbers, or as a bound volume, will make a superb ornament to the drawing-room, and a choice addition to the library.

Poems Ey John G. Saxe. Ticknor, Reed dh Fields, We have read most of these poems, and with a pleasure continually increasing. We mean to say, that having read one poem we had a greater relish for the second, and having read a second, wo had a greater relish for a third, and Ro on. There is somethinggenial and kindly in Mr. Saxe's muse, and like all genial and kindly things, it improves upon acquaintance. He has, besides, some peculiarities of manner, which are not mannerisms, and yet they require the reader to have some little familiarity with them to enjoy their full effect. Mr. Saxe has a facility, almost Hood-like, in mere verbal point—pun, perhaps, it may be called: but it is not without its beauty for all that. Witness the title of his Sonnet to a "Clam/' "Dum tacent clamant!"—or the concluding lines of the same,

"Forced, like a Hessian, from thy native home,
To nit;e t destruction in a foreign broil!
Though thou art tender, yet thy humble bard
Declares, 0 claml thy case Is shocking hardl"

Some of Mr. Saxe's poems of this sort are not unlike, and not unequal, to Goldsmith's "Madame Maize," and "Death of a Mad Dog." We do not mean to say that Mr. Saxe's poems are imitations, but that they are originals of the same school of art. The two longest poems in the collection, entitled "Progress" and "The Times," are in the regular old-fashioned pentameter couplet of Pope, and not unworthy of that great satirist, either for finished verse or trenchant wit. Mr. Saxe, however, though keen and brilliant, is never bitter or malignant. We shall bo right glad to meet him again, and often.

The Cassiq.de Op Accaeee, And Other Poems. By W. Gilmore Simms. Putnam. Mr. Si mm 8 deserves special commendation for his choice of subjects. American and aboriginal traditions furnish an ample and peculiarly appropriate field for the exercise of American genius. "The Oassique of Accabee" is an Indian tale of the early settlement of the Carolinas. It is a love tale, full of romance, and not wanting in adventure. The hero is an Indian ** brave," the heroine a pale-face captive maid, the mar-plot an unprincipled trader. The scene of the beautiful legend is "Accabee," a lovely but neglected farmstead, on Ashley River, near Charleston. Mr. Simms has shown his judgment as well as his ingenuity in giving to the story a turn quite out of the common way, and yet quite consistent with the established character of the two races thus brought into contact. The other poems in the collection are of various lengths and on various subjects, but aU characterized by ability.

Elements Op Natural Philosophy. By Alonzo Gray, A.M. Harper dh Brothers. Prof. Gray states his object to have been to make a text-book which should be a medium between the larger works and those generally used in academies. Among the features of the work that striko us as novel and valuable, arc the following. At the head of each section an analysis is given of the contents of the section, in the form of distinct propositions. These are prepared with much care, and are distinguished from the rest of the text by being printed in italics. This analysis is to be committed to memory, verbatim. The other feature is the introduction of examples iu the form of problems at the end of the several chapters. These render the principles familiar, and so fix them better In the memory, Just as the parsing in grammar, or the sums in arithmetic, make the learner understand more clearly and remember more permanently the doctrines investi

gated. We cannot close the volume without mentioning with high commendation the cuts and diagrams, which are very numerous and very good.

A Hand-Book Op Modern European Literature. By Mr. Poster. Lea dh Hianchard. This work seems intended to be for literature what the Conversations-Lexicon is for general knowledge—a book of ready reference to help out conversation. It contains a vast amount of information, abridged into a small compass, and so arranged under heads and in tables as to give the greatest facility for immediate use.

Goldsmith's Works, Putnam's Edition. The second volume of Goldsmith's Miscellaneous Works, as edited by Prior, has been received from the publisher. It contains the "Citizen of the World." and the "Introduction to the Study of Natural History." This edition is uniform with Irving's and Cooper's Works, now in the course of publication by the same house. For sale by J. W. Moore, Philadelphia.

Cooper's Works. New Edition. Red Rover; Putnam. We have received from J. W. Moore, of Philadelphia, another volume of Putnam's admirable edition of the works of our greatest American novelist. The present volume contains the whole of the "Red Rover."

Poor Richard's Almanac. Doggett, of New York, publishes an Almanac, containing, besides the usual almanac matter, all the sage and quaint remarks of Dr. Franklin in Poor Richard's Almanac for .the years 1733, 4, and 5. It was supposed that a complete series of the Poor Richard Almanacs was not in existence. Tho present publisher, however, after ransacking many libraries, private and public, has succeeded in obtaining a complete set, and proposes in a series of years to reproduce them all. The Almanac for 1850 contains all the original matter of the first three years of '' Poor Richard." It contains also the first part of Franklin's autobiography. The whole is beautifully printed and illustrated.

The RAJU.Y Conplicts Op Christianity. By the Rev. Wm. Ingraham Kip, D. D. Appletons. There is in the public mind a vague impression that Christianity, at its first entrance into tho world, had a severe struggle to maintain. But what that struggle was exactly, few have any definite and clear idea. Dr. Kip has essayed to overcome this difficulty, not by entering minutely upon the details of the opposition and persecution with which Christianity was at first met, but by showing the principles of opposition that existed in society as constituted in the early ages. These principles are considered under the heads of Judaism, Grecian philosophy, the licentious spirit of the age, barbarism, and the pagan mythology. The work is one of much value.

Annals Op The Queens Op Spain. By Anita George. Baler dh ScHbner. We havo had lives of the Queens of England and of France. This is the first attempt at the same species of portraiture applied to the queenly ladies of the Peninsula. Besides the novelty of the book in this respect, it will attract attention from its authoress, a native Castilian, but so thoroughly Americanized that no one would suspect the work to be that of a foreigner but from the public announcement. As to the manner in which she has executed her work, we take pleasure in quoting part of a letter from Prescott, than whom no man living probably is better qualified to express an opinion on such a subject. "She has brought the whole range of the Spanish portion of the Peninsula within her plan. For this she has had rare and authentic materials —some of them in the form of old chronicles, rich and glowing; while others are too often of the most dreary and discouraging character. She has mastered their contents, however, with commendable diligence. This was the more easy, as they arc in her own Castilian; and as a Spaniard she has also been better able to comprehend and enter into the spirit of the Castilian character and usages of a remote age. In short, having carried her researches into a field hitherto unexplored by tho English writers, and not to a great extent by the Spaniards themselves, she must be allowed to have made an addition to the sum of our historical lore in regard to the Peninsula." for sale by J. W. Moore, Philadelphia.

History Op William The Conqueror. By Jacob Abbott. New York: Harper rf Brothers. We like all the books of this excellent series, and this the best of all. They are all good books, and this is especially good. But—we must protest, and we shall continue to protest, against the bad grammar which Abbott continues to inflict upon us. There is less of it in this than in any of the previous volumes. Still there is too much. In fact, any sin of that kind is unpardonable in a writer of Mr. Abbott's rank and pretensions.

One of the mistakes which Mr. Abbott often makes is the use of the past or perfect infinitive after words which in their very meaning refer to present or future action, as, for instance, "expect," "intend," Ac. It is obvious, we cannot intend "to have done" a thing. Intention refers to the present or the future, not to the past. The principle Is the same, whatever be the time of the intention. The action intended cannot be something antecedent to the intention. As we cannot say, "I now intend to have done it yesterday," so, for the same reason, we cannot say, "I intended yesterday to have done it the day before." We have on previous occasions quoted frequent instances of this kind of mistake. There are -several in the present volume. One, for instance, p. 221, "He expected to have found," &c.

The use of the transitive verb "to lay," in the sense of "to lie," (" Their plan was to lay in ambuscade," p. 89,) is possibly a misprint. Were it not for the grievous carelessness of the author in very many other cases equally glaring, we would have passed it over as such. But until Mr. Abbott gives us at least one book tolerably free from false syntax, we shall credit all such errors to ignorance.

The most careful writers are often at a loss, in using nouns of multitude, to know whether to make the verb singular or plural. We will therefore forgive all Mr. Abbott's sins, real and imputed, on this head—except such as the following. On p. 93, ho says, "the party were at a distance," kc., and immediately below, only two lines off, a "party of twelve horsemen was formed."

"Bithric. aiVr fulfilling the object of his mission, took leave of Matilda coldly, while her heart was almost break, ing, and went away," (p. 106.) This is, perhaps, not bad grammar, but it is at least awkward and confused, leaving it entirely to the mercy of a comma to determine whether it was Bithric, or her heart, that "went away."

Father Arrot. By W. GUmore Simms. Charleston: Miller dhBrown. Mr. Simms's secondary title, "The Home Tourist," gives a good clue to the general character of his book. An imaginary club, of which Father Abbot is the leader, travel about and noar Charleston, seeing all sorts of wonderful things—quite as wonderful and as charming as those see who travel annually to Cape Mayor Saratoga, or take the tour of Europe. Mr. Simms, in other words, would teach his fellow-citizens that it is not necessary to travel to a great distance to sec much that is curious, and find much that is pleasurable. We like the idea—and not the less, that in carrying it out, he gives us not a few touches of the genuine Pickwickian.

The Great Metropolis. Under this title, II. Wilson, of New York, has published a valuable New York Almanac, for 1850, with an excellent business directory appended.

Frank Forrest. By David M. Stone. New York: M. W. Dodd. We agree fully with the writer of this volume, that biography, if well written, is always interesting and instructive. For the common mind, it is of all kinds of writing the most instructive. Few readers, young or old, will follow the adventures of the orphan boy, Frank Forrest, unmoved or unbeneflted. We recommend the book most cordially.

The Rose Bud, The Moss Cup, The Dandelion. By Mrs. E. Oakes Smith. Buffalo: George H. Derby rf Co. Mrs. Smith intimates in her general title to these stories, that

they are meant to be somewhat out of tbe common way They are, she says, "stories, not for good children, Dot [for] bad children, but for real children." She dedicate* them also to those mothers "who are willing that Nat or? should unfold her sweet work in her own sweet way, without forcing it into precocious development." Babies, tht says, are to be babies, lulled by "pat a-c&ke, pat-a-cake, baker's man," or " rock a baby bunt in," not made to strain their eyes after the stars, and have their poor brain; stimulated by an A, B, C, painted upon the ivory given them to assist dentition. '* Children are to be children, meekly brought to the Saviour for his blessing, but not with harsh questionings as to his nature; not as pantaletted polemics [which means, we suppose, that they must not say the Catechism], but as lovers of his meekness and truth."

Gaeriel Op Wichnor Wood. By Mary Howitt. Seie York: Collins dh Brother. One of Mary Howitt's very beet stories, simple, pathetic and instructive. It is a email neat 18mo., illustrated with a pretty wood-cut.

Shakespeare's Works. Number 10, of the beautiful Boston edition of Shakespeare, is received. It contain! the " Merchant of Venice," with a portrait of Portia, by J. W. Wright. All who want a copy of Shakespeare wham they can read with unalloyed pleasure, should secure early copies of this choicest and cheapest of American editions.

Fox's Book or Martyrs. Philadelphia: J. d- J. L. Oihon The Messrs. Gihon, of Philadelphia, have commenced the publication of Fox's Book of Martyrs, in a superb style It Is in the large quarto form, issued in numbers at 23 cents each, and is copiously illustrated by wood-cuts. The large portrait of Fox. in the first number, is one of the very finest specimens of wood-cutting we have ever aeen,

The Knight Op Gwtnne. By Charles Lever. Philadddelphia: T. B. Peterson. Complete in one volume. Price 50 Cents. In the opinion of many, the Knight of Gwynne," is superior even to "Charles O'Malley.'' To be even nearly as good, is a sufficient recommendation to all who have read that side-splitting production. For funpure, hearty, irresistible fun—Lever is unsurpassed by any living writer.

Aones Grey, by the Author of ■* Jane Eyre," "Shirley," die. So, at least, says the American publisher, T. B. Peterson, and we know nothing to the contrary. It is spoken of in several quarters, as a work of considerable merit, whoever is its author.

Mary Moretox. By T. S. Arthur. Philadelphia: T. B. Peterson. We make it a point always to read Mr. Arthurs novels. If we have not done so in the present instance, it 6hall none the less deter us from giving "Mary Moreton" a word of commendation. We feel certain, a priori, that the reader will find in the present volume something to touch his heart, and to make him both wiser and bettor. If he does not, his experience will be different from what ours has been after every book of Mr. Arthur's that we have ever read—and we have read many.

Ten Thousand A-Year. Complete in one YbL Price 50 Cents. Philadelphia: T. B. Peterson. If this is not, as the publisher says, "the greatest novel in the Knglish language," it is certainly one of extraordinary merit. We certainly shall never forget the hours spent in its perusal, as it came out in the successive numbers of Blackwood. We would gladly givo five times the present cost of the work to have the pleasure of reading it for the first time,

Constance Lindsat: or the Progress of Error. By C G. H. New York: Harper d? Brothers. One of the Harpers' Library of Select Novels. Price 25 cents. The writer (?) is known as the author of "Curates of Li nwood," '■ Margaret Waldegrave," Ac. Ac. Ac.

Lipe Op Dan Rice, Illustrated by Darley and others. If any of our readers want a dollar's worth of fun for one quarter of the money, let them buy this most amusing pamphlet.

Dictionary Op Mechanics, Engine Work, And EngineerIng. Oliver Byrne, Editor. New York: D. AppUton Cb. We were too much pressed for apace the last month to give to this important work as full a description as it ought to receive. Wo will endeavour to make atonement by speaking of it more fully now.

The work is designed for practical working men, and those intended for the engineering profession. It will contain, when complete, about two thousand pages, and more than six thousand illustrations. It is printed on flue paper, of large octavo size, and issued semi-monthly in numbers, at twenty-five cents each. Any one remitting to the publishers 3l0 in advance, will receive the whole work through the post-office free of expense.

The great object of this publication Is, to place before practical men and students such an amount of theoretical and scientific knowledge, in a condensed form, as shall enable them to work to the best advantage, and to avoid those mistakes which they might otherwise commit. The amount of useful information thus brought together is almost beyond precedent in such works. Indeed, there is hardly any subject within its range which is not treated with such clearness and precision, that even a man of the most ordinary capacity cannot fail of understanding it, and thus learning from it much which it is important for him to know.

The publishers have expended a large sum of money to get original drawings of machinery in practical use in this country, and have procured almost every work on the subject, whether published in England, France, or Germany, the most essential parts of which being comprised in this Dictionary, render it as perfect and comprehensive as possible. There is a wonderful economy in type, so that each page of the work contains at least four times the number of words found in ordinary pages of the same size. This has also secured to each plate working-drawings of ample size and clearness, so that a mechanic may construct accurately any machine described.

Numbers 1, 2, 3, and 4, have been received, and more than sustain, in every respect, the expectations created by the announcements of the publishers.

Tn« Red Indians Op Newpoundland. By Oiarles Augustus Murray. Philadelphia: T. B. Peterson. Complete in one volume. Price 50 cents. With very numerous Illustrations. This novel is highly praised by the English periodicals.

A Discourse On History, as a Branch of the National Literature. By Job R. Tyson, Esq. This discourse, delivered before the Belles-Lettres Society of Dickinson College, shows throughout its pages abundant evidence that the author has himself cultivated, and with signal success, the branch of polite learning whose general cultivation he so eloquently advocates. Tho " Discourse" is characterized by a judicious and discriminating view of the objects of History, and by timely suggestions as to the mode and extent of its culture in this country.

Waverley Novels. Illustrated Edition. New York: Hewitt, TiUotsnn t6 Co. The second volume of this splendid edition of the Waverley Novels has been received. It contains the Bride of Lammermoor. The illustrations, ten in all, are more than equal to those contained in the specimen number. They aro all finely executed wood-cuts, printed in two tints, very much like the tinted engraving of Spring in the present number of the Magazine. The designs are copied from the most expensive and valuable English edition of the novels that has ever appeared— that, namely, known as "The Abbotsford Edition." The price of the English edition was about one hundred dollars. The present reprint, which is on good paper will make twenty-seven octavo volumes, at one dollar per volume. It is altogether the best edition ever at tempted In this country. For sale by Peterson.

Aristocracy; or, Lift among the "Upper Ten." By Joseph A. Nunes. Philadelphia: T.B.Peterson. We have noticed this work once before, but are happy to take the occasion of the present (the second or third edition,) to

congratulate the author upon its success, which is justly


The Plough, The Loom, And Tor Anvil. Such is the significant title of a Monthly Periodical, published in this city, devoted to agriculture and the mechanic arts. It is a work of marked ability and originality, and ought to find its way more generally into the hands of farmers and mechanics. It is edited by J. S. Skinner rf Son, PhUada.

Discourse On Woman. By Lucretia Molt. Philadelphia: Peterson. While Mr. Dana, during the last winter, was delivering his lectures in Philadelphia, Mrs. Mott, so well known as a public speaker, took occasion to controvert some of the views advanced by the Lecturer, in regard to the character and rights of woman. The public discourse which she delivered on this occasion was fully reported by the phonographers, and after a revision by the author, published by Peterson. The discourse is calm, dignified, and argumentative.

Faith's Approach Unto God In Darkness. A Sermon, by the Rev. H. N. Wilson, of Southampton, Long Island, at the funeral of the Rev. Samuel Hunttlng. This is truly an eloquent and impressive discourse. We knew the author to be a man of varied learning, and have seen before several able pampblets from his pen, but nothing equal to the present in the graces of style and manner. Will not Princeton, at her next commencement, honour herself by publicly recognising the merit of her son?—or will Alma Mater leave to some other College tho credit of the deed?

Hands Not Hearts. A Novel. By Janet W. Wilkinson. New York: Harper <* Brothers. Paper cover, price 26 cents. A reprint, unabridged, from the English work.

David Copperpield. Part VIII., with two good Illustrations, has been received from the publisher, John Wiley. New York.

Works Op Edgar A. Poe. New York: J. S. Redfield. Two volumes of greater interest than these have not in a long time appeared. One is surprised, however, in looking over them, to see how little Poe wrote. Considering the impression which he has made upon the public mind, it is difficult to believe that it was all achieved by the contents of these two small duodecimos. But so it is. For one so long before the public, he really published very little. The secret of his success was, that to whatever he did publish, he gave the full force of his genius and the utmost finish of which it was capable. He possessed extraordinary and highly original genius, and whenever he attempted authorship, made no half-way work of it, but threw into it his utmost strength. Hence, everything that he published, small or great, produced a decided impression. His poem of " The Raven," for instance, contains only about a hundred lines;—and yet it cost no doubt more labour, and produced an infinitely greater effect, than many of the entire volumes of highly respectable verse annually sent forth from the press. So with his " Lenore," so with "The Bells," so with "The Fall of the House of Usher" and his other stories, so with his essays. His essay on the "Rationale of Terse" is unsurpassed as a model of critical analysis. We have read not a few volumes, ancient and modern, and by scholars of world-wide reputation, on the vexed topic of prosody, and must say that this brief essay, which one may read in an hour, does more to clear up the whole subject, than all the volumes about it we have ever read.

Mr. Willis's letter, prefixed to the volumes, does him infinite credit. We feel constrained, much as we are pressed for room, to insert a small portion of it. We would remark also, in conclusion, that if any of our readers want an additional reason for the purchase of these volumes, beyond the fact of their intrinsic value, it will gratify them to know that the proceeds of the sale are for the benefit of the estimable lady mentioned in Mr. Willis's sketch.

"Our first knowledgo of Mr. Poo's removal to this city, says Mr.Willis, "was by a call which we received from a lady who introduced herself to us as the mother of his wife. She was in search of employment for him, and she excused her errand by mentioning that he was ill, that her daughter was a confirmed invalid, and that their circumstances were such as compelled her taking it upon herself. The countenance of this lady, made beautiful and saintly with an evidently complete giving up of her life to privation and sorrowful tenderness, her gentle and mournful voice urging its plea, her long-forgotten but habitually end unconsciously refined manners, and her appealing and yet appreciative mention of the claims and abilities of her son, disclosed at once the presence of one of those angels upon earth that women in adversity can be. It was a hard fate that she was watching over. Mr. Poe wrote with fastidious difficulty, and in a style too much above the popular level to be well paid. He was always in pecuniary difficulty, and, with his sick wife, frequently in want of the merest necessaries of life. Winter after winter, for years, the most touching sight to us, in this whole city, has been that tireless minister to genius, thinly and insufficiently clad, going from office to office with a poem, or an article on some literary subject, to sell—sometimes simply pleading in a broken voice that he was ill, and begging for him—mentioning nothing but that 'he was ill,' whatever might be the reason for his writing nothing—and never, amid all her tears and recitals of distress, suffering one syllable to escape her lips that could convey a doubt of him, or a complaint, or a lessening of pride iu his genius and good intentions. Her daughter died, a year and a half since, but she did not desert him. She continued his ministering angel—living with him—caring for him—guarding him against exposure, and, when he was earned away by temptation, amid grief and the loneliness of feelings nnreplied to, and awoke from his self-abandonment prostrated in destitution and suffering, begging for him still. If woman's devotion, born with a first love, and fed with human passion, hallow its object, as it is allowed to do, what does not a devotion like this—pure, disinterested and holy as the watch of an invisible spirit—say for him who inspired it?

"To hedge round a grave with respect, what choice is there, between the relinquished wealth and honours of the world, and the story of such a woman's unrewarded devotion! Risking what we do, in delicacy, by making it publie, we feel—other reasons aside—that it belters the world to make known that there aro such ministrations to its erring and gifted. What we have said will speak to some hearts. There are those who will bo glad to know how the lamp, whose light of poetry has beamed on their far-away recognition, was watched over with care and pain—that they may send to her, who is more darkened than they by its extinction, some token of their sympathy. She is destitute, and alone If any, far or near, will send to us what may aid and cheer her through the remainder of her life, we will joyfully place it in her hands/'

It was this estimable lady, the mother of his deceased wife, to whom Poo. not long before his death, addressed tho beautiful Sonnet published in the Leaflets for 1850. We quoted it once before, but cannot more pleasantly close the present somewhat disjointed notice than by quoting it again.


Becauso I feel that, in the heavens above,

The angels, whispering to one another,
Can find, among their burning terms of love,

None so devotional as that of " Mother,''
Therefore, by that dear name I long have called you—

You who are more than mother unto me,
And fill my heart of hearts, where Death installed you

In s"tting my Virginia's spirit free.
My mother—my own mother—who died early,

Was but the mother of myself; but you
Are mother to the one I loved so dearly,

And' thus arc dearer than the mother I knew,
By that infinity with which my wife

Was dearer to my soul than its soul-life.

Egypt Aitd The Holy Land. By the Rev. J. A. Spcnccr. New York: Putnam. This work was received from A. Hart, Philadelphia, just on the eve of our going to prose. It is in shape and appearance like the splendid work on Nineveh, brought out last season by the same enterprising publisher. It is filled with engravings of the same general character as Mr. Layard's book, and if we mayjudge from so cursory an examination as we have been able to give, it will prove equally valuable and attractive.

OLbRon's Decline And Pall Op The Roman Empire. The first volume of the new edition of this work by our Boston friends, Phillips, Sampson, k Co., has just made its appearance. It makes a very suitable companion to " Hume," and is exactly like the latter in siae and appearance. It is to be completed in six volumes, including Milman's Notes, and a copious index. The first volume has an engraved likeness of tho author.

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Once more, and at the risk of 1 must repeat our thanks to our friends throughout the country, and particularly to the postmasters, for their hearty and continued co-operation. In consequence of the kindness with which our efforts have been received, our subscription list has increased greatly beyond our most sanguine expectations. We were obliged, as stated in our last, to reprint the January and February numbers, before wo had nearly supplied the demand. This caused some delay in getting out the March number. But as we took care to print a sufficient quantity of that, we are able to como out with the April, and shall come out with the future numbers, promptly and cheerily.

We give this month two more of our illustrations of

Shakespeare's "Seven Ages." The Line Engraving of "Paul at Malta," or the Mezzotint of "The Departure," either of them, is worth the price of the number. But the gem of tho Magazine is the Tinted Engraving of "Spring," —what could be more graceful or more brilliant?

A Sensiole Present.—No apology, we are sure, is need

for introducing tho following quotation from a letter of one of our correspondents. We are not at liberty, much to our regret, to give our friend's name. He is a gentleman well known, both in the literary and the political world. His letter, however, will speak for itself.

"Wishing," says he, '. to make the subscription to your Magazine a present to Mrs. , I stepped into a bookstore, and in answer to my inquiry, was handed the last No. of Sartain. I paid my quarter, and took the pamphlet home. The next day I went to Dewitt & Davenport's, paid my fivo dollars, and became entitled to the numbers for 1849, as well as to those for 1850; and when the package came home, we were wonderstruck at the bargain. The plates being worth more than the money paid, I a^ked Mrs. —— If I was not bound in conscience tn call again and settle for the printed matter? She thought such a course would be proper, though probably not common. I hope you gain money, as well as reputation, by the concern; but I do not see how such an abundance and variety can be served up for twenty-five cents. Thirty years ago, I sat down to a breakfast in Ohio, for which I was charged the same price, [twenty-five cents,] having thirteen substantial dishes, besides pickles, sauces, &c. I have often quoted this as the greatest bargain I had ever seen. I think now, that a Sartain's Magazine, for abundance variety, and cheapness, boats the Ohio breakfast out of all chance for further quotation!"

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