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publishers, and delivered to their respective owners, when called for. This brings a host of extra letters, country correspondents begging manuscripts, to be directed to them-an expensive process to the editor, not taken into consideration, and quite unusual. Then one fair lady is so very obliging as to write, that if one particular poem is approved, she will send a volume of the like, (Heaven forgive her!) for insertion "in the delightful pages of your periodical," and begs a speedy answer from your own hand. Another entreats the editor to look over a bale of manuscripts, intended to be converted into a three-volume novel, and will be so obliged to him to correct any "little mistakes," or alter what he does not approve" that novel being, he is assured, the "very thing" for his magazine. A third suggests, that if you have not room in your magazine for the inclosed, you will be so good as to introduce the story to some other periodical; a fourth sends a translation-which has been "done" twenty times; a fifth "grieves" that you have so little poetry, and sends a supply; a sixth dislikes poetry, and recommends controversy, and a particular line of politics, and sends "stunning" articles as samples of what you ought to insert; a seventh imagines you to be a bookseller as well as an editor, and forwards a box by railroad, containing literature for the million-which the author would be content to publish on the half-and-half system; an eighth proposes an epic poem, in twelve cantosa canto a month. The boy brings up your letters in a small clothes-basket, and the railway porter could walk blind-folded to your door-so well does he know the way-and yet correspondents expect individual answers on every subject."

WORLD'S CONVENTIONS.-Two great conventions on the subject of temperance have recently met in our city. We had the privilege of attending both, and at both had occasion to mourn over the weaknesses of poor human nature. It is not our design at present to express any opinion on the questions mooted on these occasions, but to put forth a query in reference to the future. It simply this: on every such occasion, should not the call be as explicit as possible? If delegates are there to meet persons of all sexes, colors, and conditions, let it be so understood at the outset, and such only will attend as are pleased with the invitation. If, on the other hand, any human being is to be partially or wholly excluded from a participation in the doings of the convention, let that also be understood, and those who object to such a proceeding will of course be absent; and if those not invited present themselves, they may be rejected. But what have world's conventions accomplished? What can they accomplish? Their history as yet answers, "Nothing." It is, indeed, a noble conception to convene the world on great moral enterprises, but the world has The never yet been practically assembled. Evangelical Alliance did, indeed, seem to approximate to this result, but has proved but a splendid failure. The recent temperance conventions, for all great practical purposes, were not less so. But if we are to have world's conventions, let them be so called that there shall be no misunderstanding as to who are invited. Meet all the difficulties before they present themselves. "The prudent man foreseeth the evil, and hideth himself."

WHO WAS JUNIUS?-This vexed question still agitates the English public and the world. The appearance of the long expected Grenville Papers has revived the general interest that has been so long felt on this mysterious subject, but appears by no means to have allayed curiosity, or settled the dispute. Public expectation, excited by the advertisement of this "Correspond

ence," and by rumors of " a box with three seals, containing the original letter from Junius to the king, signed with the real name of the author," is greatly disappointed in this particular; for, however valuable the correspondence may be— and it is said to possess rare worth-it furnishes no clew to the authorship of these celebrated letters. It divulges many interesting secrets, but leaves this secret shrouded in a deeper mystery than ever. It is said not only to fail of showing Richard Grenville, Earl Temple, to have been Junius, but also to throw discredit upon the claims of the other aspirants to that distinction.

For anything that has yet transpired, we can easily believe that Junius declared with truth, "I am the sole depositary of my own secret, and it shall perish with me."

ALBERT DURER.-Our present number contains an excellent sketch of this exquisite artist and childlike genius. As will there be seen, he married a beautiful vixen, Agnes by name, from whom came a lovely little daughter, also called Agnes. The artist's heart went out toward this little one in passionate yearnings, which only fired the jealousy and wrath of the mother. To Albert, any child was an angel-his own, a little seraph. She stood by him as he painted or carved, and he would often pause to sport with her. The little thing soon learned her father's misery. One day, in the child's presence, her mother broke forth in passionate invectives against her husband. One can scarcely read the artist's narrative of what follows without tears. Albert speaks of himself in the third person, thus :


Whereupon he sat down, and closed his eyes; but tears may have secretly gushed forth from under his eyelids. Then the child sighed, pressed him and kissed him, but said at the same time to her mother, in childish anger-Thou wilt one day bring down my father to the grave. Then thou wilt repent iteverybody says so.' "Albert chastises the child, but, in doing so, inadvertently strikes her a severe blow on the stomach. "He was horror-struck, he staggered away, threw himself upon his bed and wept-wept quite inconsolably. But the child came after him, stood for a long time in silence, then seized his hand, and besought him thus: My father, do not be angry; I shall soon be well again. My mother says thou hast done right. Come, let me pray and go to bed; I have only waited for thee. Now the little sand man comes to close my eyes. Come, take me to thee; I will certainly for the future remain silent as thou dost. Hearest thou? Art thou asleep, dear father? "The child continued sick from that day. Christmas Eve, her birth-day, comes round.


During the night the child suddenly sat upright. Her father talked with her for a long time. Then she appeared to fall into a slumber, but called again, and said to him:- Dear father-father, do not be angry.'

Wherefore should I be angry, my child?" "Ah, thou wilt certainly be very angry." "Tell me, I pray thee, what it is ?

"But promise me first?'


Here, thou hast my hands. Why, then, am I not to be angry?'

"Ah, father, because I am dying. But weep not -weep not too much. My mother says thou needest thine eyes. I would willingly-ah, how willinglyremain with thee; but I am dying.'

"Dear child, thou must not die. The sufferings would be mine alone.'

Then weep not thus: thou hast already made me so sorry-ah, so sorry. Now, I can no longer bear it. Therefore, weep not. Knowest thou, that when thou used to sit and paint, and look so devout, then the beautiful disciple whom thou didst paint for me, stood always at thy side; I saw him plainly."

"Now, I promise thee, I will not weep,' said Albert, thou good little soul. Go hence and bespeak a habitation for me in our Father's house, for thee and for me.'

"Albert now tried to smile, and to appear composed again. Then Agnes exclaimed:- Behold, there stands the apostle again; he beckons me. Shall I go away from thee? O, father!!


With strange curiosity Albert looked shuddering around. Of course there was nothing to be seen. But while he looked with tearful eyes into the dusky room, only for the purpose of averting his looks, the lovely child had slumbered away.

"The father laid all the child's little playthings into the coffin with her, that he and her mother might never more be reminded of her by them-the little gods, the angels, the little lamb, the little coat for the snow-king, and the little golden pots and plates. Over the whole, moss and rose-leaves."

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"Jewesses," he said, "have escaped the curses which alighted on their fathers, husbands, and sons.

Not a Jewess was to be seen among the crowd of priests and rabble who insulted the Son of God, scourging him, crowning him with thorns, and subjecting him to infamy and the agony of the cross. The women of Judea believed in the Saviour, and assisted and soothed him under affliction. A woman of Bethany poured on his head precious ointment, which she kept in a case of alabaster. The sinner anointed his feet with perfumed oil, and wiped them with her hair. Christ, on his part, extended mercy to the Jewesses; he raised from the dead the widow of Nain, and Martha's brother Lazarus; he cured Simon's mother-in-law, and the woman who touched the hem of his garment; to the Samaritan woman he was a spring of living water, and a compassionate judge to the woman in adultery. The daughters of Jerusalem wept over him; the holy women accompanied him to Calvary, brought him spices, and, weeping, sought him in the sepulcher. Woman, why weepest thou?' His first appearance after the resurrection was to Mary Magdalene. He said to her, Mary!' she answered, Master!' The reflection of some beautiful ray must have rested on the brow of the Jewess."


Broad-streets, then used as an exchange. the merchants assembled, as they did every day toward three o'clock, all were surprised to find a most excellent portrait of Mr. P in so strange a plight. The story, however, soon circulated, and many a hearty laugh was enjoyed at the merchant's expense. Smarting under the jokes and merriment of his fellowtraders, he instituted a suit against the Italian for libel. The case came on, the facts alleged were all acknowledged by the artist, but in defense he proved the rejection of the picture because it was no likeness, and the declaration of Mr. P, that no one could ever imagine the least resemblance to himself, and asserted his privilege, therefore, to do with the painting as he pleased. It is needless to say, the verdict was triumphantly given for the defendant. Moral.-Never try to cheat an artist.

AMUSING LIBEL SUIT.-Some thirty years ago, a merchant of this city employed an Italian artist to paint his portrait. The work was duly completed, and payment demanded. Our friend the merchant wishing, no doubt, to reduce the price of the painting, began sedulously to find fault with it; and our artist patiently altered every defect named. At last the work was entirely rejected, on the ground that it was no likeness. The Italian, taking a witness with him, again presented the portrait, and demanded payment. The merchant still refused, stoutly averring that it bore not the least resemblance to his own worthy phiz-that no human being could possibly recognize it as his likeness, &c. The artist returned to his studio and substituted on the canvas, for the two ears of the merchant, those of a jackass, and long enough at that. The painting, thus amended, was in a few days suspended in the Tontine, corner of Wall and

DEATH-BED REPENTANCE.-Lorenzo Dow defined a death-bed repentance to be "burning out the candle of life in the service of the devil, and blowing the snuff in the Lord's face."

ANSWER YOUR own Prayer.-"Father," said a little boy, "did you not pray that God would clothe the naked and feed the hungry, relieve the distressed and comfort the mourner ?" "Yes, my son; why did you ask the question?" "Because, father, I thought when I saw you turn away poor S without giving him anything, that if I had your wheat I could answer your prayer."

DR. ADAM CLARKE had a perfect abhorrence both of pork and tobacco. He is reported to have said, "If I were to offer sacrifice to the devil, it should be a roasted pig stuffed with tobacco."

EARLY RISING.-There is much more truth than poetry in the following, but the young men are included:--

"Young ladies, rising with the dawn,
Steal the roses from the morn;
But when young ladies sleep till ten,
Aurora steals them back again."

KINDNESS. Some one has written beautifully


"The warm sunshine and the gentle zephyr may melt the glacier which has bid defiance to the howling tempest; so the voice of kindness will touch the heart which no severity can subdue."

THE MAJESTIC OCEAN.-After all the adjectives that have been heaped upon the mighty deep, we, in reality, have but a faint conception of its size or grandeur. Even to see it, will not give us an adequate notion of its extent.

Accepting its supposed average depth as one thousand feet, it contains twenty-nine millions of cubic miles of water, and to fill its basin would require all the rivers of the earth pouring their waters into it for forty thousand years. According to the technical reckoning, the solar heat which annually raises the sea-water in form of vapor, corresponds to the enormous sum of sixteen billions of horse-power.

AN OAK ON THE MANTLE.-The thought has never, perhaps, been suggested to our reader;

but it will be at once evident that this phe-appointed the chaplain made his appearance in nomenon is not difficult of production. full canonicals, with his Bible in his hand, and gave the challenger a lecture which led to their reconciliation and friendship.

If an acorn be suspended by a piece of cord, half an inch of it being immersed in soft water contained in a glass, and permitted to remain undisturbed for a few months, it will burst, send a root into the water, and shoot upward a straight tapering stem, with beautiful green leaves. In this way a young tree may be produced on the mantle-shelf of a room, and become an interesting object.

PERILS OF PREACHING. Anton Wilhelm Böhme, who went over to England as chaplain with Prince George of Denmark, officiated at the German Chapel, St. James's, from the year 1705 to 1722. He was a favorite of Queen Anne, and a friend of Isaac Watts. On one occasion he preached in a way which gave great offense to one of the courtiers present, who conceived that a personal attack on himself was intended. He accordingly sent a challenge to the preacher, which was without hesitation accepted; and at the time and place

A good lesson, truly. This sword of the Spirit, with two-edged power, never fails to conquer. Strange that we use it so little!

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THE EARTHMEN.-Under this title two wonderful specimens of human nature are being exhibited in the city of London. They are natives of the Orange River district, in Southern Africa, belonging to a pigmy race called Earthmen, or Erdermanne, as they were called by the original Dutch settlers, and their hight is about thirty-nine and a half inches. The boy's name is Martinis and the girl's name Flora, and they are respectively fourteen and sixteen years of age. The name Earthmen is acquired from their habit of burrowing in the ground, in which manner they live, lining their hiding-places with leaves, and sheltering themselves only with mats of plaited grass. They are hunted and destroyed by the Hottentots and Bushmen as mere vermin, and on the approach of their foes they hide themselves with the rapidity of a rabbit or a fox. They are exquisitely proportioned, each movement being instinct with natural grace, and might form perfect models for the sculptor. Their color is a bright bronze, and their features are singularly pleasant and intelligent. They are flat-nosed, and their hair grows in thick spiral tufts, leaving the scalp interstitially bare. In their normal state their chief sustenance is game, but when this is not to be found they live upon locusts and the curiæ of ants. They were brought to England in 1851, and have been for some time domesticated in the family of a gentleman, near Croydon. They have been taught the simple rudiments of the English education, the existence of a God, and the difference between good and evil, of which before they were perfectly ig-sidered insufficient for the support of two booknorant. They can also express their ideas very sellers. The following law case is on record, appropriately in the English language. They under date of the 15th of January of that evince great musical taste, perform several year :tunes on the piano-forte, and sing several popular melodies. They are occasionally indulged with cigars, which they puff with inordinate satisfaction. The object of the present exhibition is professedly to provide a fund for their maintenance, and to secure means for enabling them to visit their native land, to disseminate among their people the advantages of civilization. Gulliver's Travels are no longer a fable.

THE BOOK TRADE IN 1735.-It appears that so late as 1735, the city of Glasgow, now containing four hundred thousand people, was con

TURNED IN THE COFFIN.-There is some reason to believe that unauthorized inferences have been sometimes drawn from finding the face of the dead, on being disinterred, to be turned downward. The following is from the Bath (England) Herald, and is worthy of some consideration. May not reasons be assigned for this phenomenon, other than the supposed restoration to consciousness of the person prematurely buried ?—

"Having occasion last week to inspect a grave in one of the parishes of this city, in which two or three members of a family had been buried some years since, and which lay in very wet ground, I observed that the upper part of the coffin was rotted away, and had left the head and bones of the skull exposed to view. On inquiring of the grave-digger how it came to pass that I did not observe the usual sockets of the eyes in the skull, he replied that what I saw was the hind part of the head, (termed the occiput, I believe, by anatomists,) and that the face was turned, as usual, to the earth! Not exactly understanding his phrase 'as usual,' I inquired if the body had been buried with the face upward, as in the ordinary way; to which he replied, to my astonishment, in the affirmative, adding, that in the course of decomposition the face of every individual turns to the earth! and that, in the experience of threeand-twenty years in his situation, he had never known more than one instance to the contrary."

OLD FOGIES AGAIN. Since our last, a new thought on this epithet has been suggested. The word fog, in Scotland, and probably in Ireland also, means moss, and the moss-rose is called the fogie-rose. The term implies that, like stones that have ceased to roll, these old gentlemen were getting mossy.


Stalker vs. Carmichael. Carmichael and Stalker entered into a copartnery of bookselling within the city of Glasgow, to continue for three years; and because the place was judged too narrow for two booksellers at a time, it was stipulated that after the ex

of three years, either of them refusing to enter

into a new contract upon the former terms, should be debarred from any concern in bookselling within the city of Glasgow. In a reduction of the contract, the Lords found the debarring clause in the contract is a lawful practice, and not contrary to the liberty of the subject."

WHAT'S IN A NAME?-The Frenchman's dish of frogs may be very palatable to an American as long as he is ignorant of the name of what he eats. So we remember an old deacon at the South, who was horror-struck at some of the abuses that had crept into the Churches at the east, especially the use of the anxious-seat; but seeing a deep religious interest in his own Church, proposed to his pastor that the serious should be gathered into one place during the prayer-meeting, to afford greater facilities for

conversation, and that they might be more
special objects of prayer.
But we do not know
that we ever before met with the following. It
is from Bishop Sprat's discourse to his clergy,
1695, and is published in the Clergyman's In-
structor, 1827:-

"He relates that, immediately after the Restoration, a noted ringleader of schism in the former times was interred in one of the principal churches of London, and that the minister of the parish, being a wise and regular conformist, and afterward an eminent bishop, delivered the whole office of burial by heart on that occasion. The friends of the deceased were greatly edified at first, but afterward much surprised and confounded when they found that their fervent admiration had been bestowed on a portion of the Common Prayer."

Southey conjectures this was Bull; others suppose it was Hackett. But we do not know who it was.

NEIGHBORHOOD JEALOUSIES.-War is clothed with a kind of awful sublimity by the magnificent scale on which the contest is carried on. Presented in its nakedness, however, it is both absurd and wicked. We need but see it enacted on a petty scale, stripped of this horrid magnificence, to understand its nature. A rivalry as fierce as ever raged between savage tribes often exists between two proximate villages or neigh

vale, or creek. The great questions at stake are as to the location of the church or school

DETACHED BELFRIES.-Large numbers of the church towers in the old world are detached from the main building, as at Chichester Cathedral. Sometimes they are connected with the church only by a covered passage, as at La-borhoods, separated by an intervening hill, or peveret, Warwickshire. Many of them, even when connected, are at the side and rear of the building, instead of in front. This, in some in-house-the residence of the physician or minisstances, favors the beauty of the architecture; ter-the most appropriate place for the postand entire separation preserves the building office, &c., &c. Almost inconceivable are the from the racking consequent upon the swing- consequent jealousies, heart-burnings, and slaning to and fro of bells of massive weight. ders. Never have we seen so clear and ridiculous an exhibition of this petty strife as in the following, from Dr. Fisk's Travels:

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"CATCHING A TARTAR."-This expression, so common in our country and Europe, is charged to an Irish soldier who was in the Imperial service. It appears that in some battle between the Russians and the Tartars, who are a wild sort of people in the north of Asia, the soldier called out, Captain, halloo there! I've caught a Tartar!' 'Fetch him along, then,' said the captain. Ay, but he won't let me,' said the man. The fact was the Tartar had caught him. So when a man thinks to take another in, and gets himself bitten, he is said to have "caught a Tartar." Poor Pat and the Yankees have to father all the good jokes afloat.

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the very important question appended, whether the act of Parliament referred to has ever been annulled:

REVOLVING TOYS.-It is a common thing to see toys of various shapes so contrived, that on being placed above a burning lamp or heated stove, the rising current of air will cause them to revolve and perform various antics. This was derived from the Chinese, who have lanterns with paper figures in them which revolve by the heat, and are very common about NewYear time.

THE FISHERIES.-The recent consideration of the subject of the American Fisheries has brought to light some long-forgotten facts. We find in an English periodical the following, with

"In June, 1623, a vessel arrived at Plymouth, Cape Cod, commanded by Admiral West, who had been sent from England for the sole purpose of preventing all persons, whether subjects of Great Britain or foreigners, from fishing on the coast, unless they had previously obtained permission for that purpose from the Council of New-England. The admiral meeting with much opposition, and finding he could not settle the question in an amicable manner, left Ply-. mouth in disgust, and sailed for southern Virginia. The colonists then appealed to Parliament, and an act was passed that the fisheries should be free."

"There is a bridge over the Rhine at Bâle, which connects the principal city with a smaller town on the other side, called Little Bále. Between these two towns, it is said, there was formerly much contention and local jealousy, of which there is still remaining a most laughable monument. In a tower

directly facing the bridge is a public clock, and a carved image of a human face, whose perpetual business seems to be to make faces at Little Bale. The image has its mouth a little open, and is furnished with a long tongue of a fiery red color, which is so connected with the pendulum of the clock, that every vibration in one direction runs it out in a threatening, scornful, venomous brandishing toward Little Bále, and the return stroke draws it in. The device is so queer, so expressive, and, at the same time, so ludicrous, that I could scarcely refrain from laughing right heartily in the public thoroughfare when I saw it, and I have felt my risibles excited ever since whenever my mind has reverted to the perpetual spitting out of that scornful red tongue toward the momently insulted and scorned town of poor Little Bâle."

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Book Notices.


Carlton & Phillips have recently issued a most excellent aid to family devotion, entitled Family and Social Melodies, by W. C. Hoyt. recognize many of the good old tunes and hymns, and some new ones. The music is conveniently arranged for the melodeon, seraphine, piano, and organ; and an index of subjects at the end, will enable the leader of the devotions at once to select suitable hymns. Let Christians sing at the family altar-the little ones will thus learn the songs of Zion, and the great congregations will become one grand choir, verifying the demand of the Holy Oracles, "Let the people praise thee; let all the people praise thee." The book is beautifully "got up," and meets, we think, a demand of the times.

Lorenzo Benoni; or, Passages in the Life of an Italian. Redfield, 110 Nassau-street, N. Y. The fame of this work has preceded it. Our last number contains, from an English periodical, perhaps a sufficient notice. Be this book fietion or truth, it is most graphic and interesting

Christian Baptism and the Lord's Supper, by Rev. T. Spicer, contains the reasonings of a venerable Methodist divine on the Holy Sacra--the more so, as it is not the life of a hero, ments. It is a miniature book of one hundred but of one of the people, and may be esteemed and twelve pages, which any one can read in a as but one instance among thousands furnished short time, and contains the pith of the whole by every-day life in Italy. The book cannot argument. Pease & Co., Albany. fail to have an extensive circulation.

Wonders of the Insect World, by Francis C. Woodworth. Woodworth, of the Youth's Cabinet, is pretty well known to the little folks. He has given a volume on Quadrupeds, and one on Birds, illustrated by very enticing stories. This volume is of a similar character, on Insects. Its illustrations are numerous, and our little daughter says, (and the little ones are the best wituesses in these cases,) the book is very interesting. Boston: Phillips, Sampson, & Co. New-York: D. A. Woodworth.

It is in two

A Translation of The Organon; or, Logical Treatises of Aristotle, is before us. convenient volumes, and forms a part of Bohn's Classical Library. We are not sure that more than one translation of this celebrated work into our own tongue has hitherto been given to the world, and this is rarely met. Thousands will rejoice to read the Organon in their own tongue, who had not the time or talent to read it in the original. Bangs, Brother, & Co., New-York.

Malcolm's New Bible Dictionary has been laid on our table. It is in better style than former editions, and has been thoroughly revised by the author. We take this to be among the best works of the kind for Sunday schools and Bible classes. It is Calvinistic in its views, but frank and generous toward those of other sentiments. Gould & Lincoln, 59 Washington-strect, Boston.

History of Church Music in America, by Nathaniel D. Gould. Boston: Gould & Lincoln. This book is not a mere history, but contains also criticism, and some most useful hints to choirs and their leaders. Choirs are too often harmonious only in their voices-all else is discord and disorder. The instructions of Mr. Gould will not, we trust, be lost upon the musical world. It is, withal, a most readable book, and we heartily recommend it to public favor.

Nothing can be more impressive than living exhibitions of the power of a pure religion. Each chapter of this book is designed to present some vital element of Christianity, as manifested in the life of some prince in Zion. For instance, Tyndale is cited to illustrate labor and patience; George Whitefield, seraph-like zeal; Baxter, earnest decision; Fletcher, intense devotion; Henry Martyn, self-denial, &c. The book is well written, and deeply interesting-a work calculated to do much good. Carlton & Phillips, 200 Mulberry-street.

Lights of the World; or, Illustrations of Char acter, from the records of Christian Life, by Rev. John Stoughton. Facts are always more convincing than theories-example than precept.

Gems from Fable Land, by William Oland Bourne, is a collection of Fables, illustrated by facts. Both the fables and facts are selected with a high regard to mental improvement, the refinement of the heart, and the cultivation of the noblest virtues. We wish this book could be placed in the hands of all our youth. Talleyrand and Arnold, at the close of our article on the Treason of Arnold, is from this work. Charles Scribner, 145 Nassau-street, New-York.

have laid upon our table Notes on the Twenty Applegate & Co., 45 Main-street, Cincinnati, five Articles of Religion, as received and taught by the Methodists in the United States, by Rer. A. A. Jimeson, M. D. The twenty-five articles of religion in the Methodist Discipline are abridged from the thirty-nine articles of the English Church, with alterations and additions adapting them to the Methodist Episcopal Church. We are glad to see an attempt to elucidate these articles and reduce them to a system. A cursory examination of this book has led us to believe that Mr. Jimeson has succeeded well. The work is a neat volume of four hundred pages, with a full alphabetical index. We shall hope to see a review from the right quarter.

The Cyropadia of Xenophon, according to the Text of L. Dindorf; with Notes, for the use of Schools and Colleges. By John J. Owen, D. D. Second Edition. New-York: Leavitt & Co., 1849. The learned author of this fine classic has done the students and lovers of ancient literature a service which they will highly appreciate. In a stout, handsome volume, he gives the most approved text of the original, and subjoins copious notes, prepared with much judgment and discrimination. Their aim is to render the study of the Greek tongue both pleasing and profitable to the student; by not, on the one hand, allowing him to grope unguided through dark passages, and stumble unlighted over exegetical difficulties, and, on the other, by not

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