a card in one of the New Jersey papers recently, declaring the "Pictorial Bible" immoral and all that sort of thing, were here at this time, they would not suffer those indelicate members of the furniture to remain nude.. This reminds me of the Prudenceville preacher, who was so delicately moral that he never permitted him

weekly paper, to be called the " 'Magazine for the Million," a weekly review of current literature, price six cents. The novel feature in this work is a sort of lottery attached to it, by which ten literary prizes are to be distributed with each number, the prizes to consist of different sets of books from Scott's prose works down to six shilling novels. The plan is to have five thou-self to tell the naked truth, even when in the pulpit. sand copies of the paper published, and numbered from one up to five thousand. And from an equal number of tickets, to draw out ten, and the holders of the ten papers, corresponding with the numbers drawn, are to be entitled to the prizes. The plan will give much novelty and interest to the publication, and it may go on swimmingly, if the trouble and confusion which may grow out of the details should not prove a hindrance.

THAT PROTEST.—We should have stated in the ROVER two weeks ago, that four persons in the State of New Jersey, styling themselves ministers of the gospel, have published a solemn protest against Harper's pictorial bible, alleging that some of the plates are "highly indecent," &c., &c. If any of our readers were not aware of this fact, they might be puzzled to account for the excitement in Downingville upon the subject, as represented in the Major's second letter.

We percieve the corps editorial throughout the country, as far as we have noticed, agree with the Major in "liking them picters," and rather advise the publishers to try to go on with the book, notwithstanding this

head-flaw.

Was it the money, or the Rover, that tempted the chap to rob the mail? We are willing to be sought for, even with a good degree of eagerness, provided it is done in a proper way and manner; but really such circulation is a little too free. We find the following paragraph in a paper published at Gettysburg, Pennsylvania.

MAIL ROBBERY.

The mail from Philadelphia to Pittsburg, by this route, was taken from the stage coach at Oxford, in this county, on Saturday night week, and rifled of its contents. The amount of money stolen, so far as ascertained, is about $70, (and a copy of the New York "ROVER," of the 30th December, addressed to this office, and which the Editor will please replace.) The bag was found cut in a wood shed on the following morning. Prompt measures were taken by the Post Master at this place for the detection of the robber, but so far without success.

(Boston Correspondence of the Rover.)

MY DEAR EDITOR.-This is moving day with us. I have not the remotest idea of what I shall find to communicate to you. However, here I am, sitting in the parlor, the only room in the house that can boast any thing more than bare walls, windows and a fire-place; and the furniture here is all packed ready to "go." I am sitting, not exactly "on the stile, Mary;" but on the arm of the sofa, in a queer kind of style, with the cricket on my knee, which answers tolerably well in lieu of a writing desk. Everything is turned upside down; the chairs and tables are standing on their heads, their legs pointing up to the ceiling, as if they were striving to outvie each other in presenting some great feat. Surely if those fastidious ministers who published

But here comes three stout men for the sofa, it must go this load. Very well, I'll set the cricket on the hearth, (a very proper place for a cricket,) and with my paper in my hand jog on again. By the way how gloriously the sun shines this morning; he is looking in here on the upturned furniture as though he thought this delightful disorder; it may be to him. He don't have to stop in such a place as this, and write a communication to a weekly magazine. And yet why shouldn't he? What a splendid article the history of the events of merely one day in the career of that pressing old gentleman, would make! He arises and with one glance surveys the ocean of the desert sands, now beholds the slow caravan moving on to the bright shrine of Mecen, his red ray filling the hearts of the adventurers with dreadful prophetic forebodings of noonday heat and insotiable thirst. Perchance he finds a few listlessly on their jaded camels, gazing with vacant straggling survivors of a numerous company, who sit mind and stare upon the vacant sands. That Sun who

smiles so cheerfully from the east, gazing in through the casement here so innocently, may even now be glazing and shriveling a thousand dead men's eyes on the great Sahara. But a truce to this. Yonder is a very pretty girl on the opposite side of the street "flattening her nose on the window pane," looking after the quality of our household fixtures, no doubt. Here is a looking glass; I'll just turn it a little to the Sun-Oh! what a flash! but I guess it conveyed an idea to the young lady's mind. It was cruel in me, to dash the Sunshine in her face at that rate, but she did deserve it for spoiling her "delightful" little Grecian nose (I hope that it wasn't pug) on the window glass. The Transcript of yesterday contained an advertisement for a wife. The advertiser seems to be very fastidious in regard to the lady's character. For instance, she must be

"Pure-minded and moral quite free from all sin And to wind up the list, hare a good share of“ tin." If C. W. D. is as sorry "a gentleman, and painter" as he is poet, Heaven help him! for he needs it. I think the following is what the gentleman meant to express in his

ADVERTISEMENT.

There's wanted a wife by a nice mincing man,
A lady who knows just the least that she can ;
Who wishes to travel, (I trust for her health,)
And assign me the charge of sufficient of wealth,
Will find when she gives me her fortune of " tin," I
Will give her full leave to take voyage to Guinea;
Her dull wit must join with a temper to suit,
And know not the use of "you beast," or "you brute."
In dancing, oh there, the dame scarcely must shine,
Lest I might appear something short of divine;
All points in Belles Lettres alone I must settle,
A belle let her be if she furnish the metal.
Beside, she must deem me a something uncommon,
In short, be the very ideal of woman.
"A lady so perfect, if such one there be,
"Will find a good husband on searching for me,

"If she care for a gentleman, painter or poet-
"A choice sort of man, tho' he don't always show it."
I've written a book to teach monkeys to dine,
To shrug, and "oh, oh," to bow and to whine;
Be it said, though for modesty, softly between us,
I, myself, am the prince of that simia genus ;
As for age, I am just at the right point to wive,
In the prime of my life—that is, turned thirty-five;
I say thirty-five for the sake of the rhyme-
I've turned thirty-five; that is-twice in my time!
But think me not old, Miss, I'm no ways passee,
Just show me the "tin," and then name your own Day.
Yours, &c.,
BOSTON ROVER.

THE ROVER BOOK-TABLE.

THE MAN WITH THE BEARD.-The longest beard recorded in history was that of John Mayo, painter to the Emperor Charles the Fifth. Though he was a tall man, it is said that his beard was of such a length that he could tread upon it. He was very vain of his beard, and usually fastened it with a ribbon to his buttonhole; and sometimes he would untie it by the command of the Emperor, who took great delight in seeing the wind blow it in the face of his courtiers.

FROM J. WINCHESTER, New World Press :

We have his republication of the January number of Blackwood's Edinburg Magazine. It is a fac-simile of the Edinburg edition, and sold at the low price of two dollars a year. The present number appears to be a very good one. We have marked one or two of the articles for the Rover.

From the same publisher, volume one, number one of "The Repository of Modern English Romance," comprising the best serial novels of the day, published monthly, at one dollar a year, or twelve and a half cents single.

Also, the January number of the monthly serial supplement to the New World, containing the continuation of Martin Chuzzlewit, by Dickens; Accounts of Irish Heirs, by Samuel Lover; and Loiterings of Arthur O' Leary, by Charles Lever.

THE LARGEST COLUMN IN THE WORLD.

We gather from conversations with gentlemen who have lately returned from St. Petersburgh, some account of the monument erected by the Emperor Nicholas to the memory of his brother, the late Emperor Alexander. The shaft was placed upon its pedestal on St. Alexander Nefsky's day, Aug. 30, (O. S.) 1832, in presence of the imperial family, nobility, citizens, and strangers. The day was remarkably fine and an im

THE COLUMBIAN MAGAZINE, for February.

mense concourse-an almost countless multitude assembled to witness the operation, in the large square in front of the Hermitage, or Winter Palace of the Mr. Israel Post's second number is very attractive Emperor. The monument is of red granite. The pe-in its outward appearance, and presenting an array of destal, which is square, is forty feet high; the shaft is articles that will compare well with the leading Monthround and in one piece; it is eighty-five feet high and lies of the country. It contains two engravings, and twelve feet diameter at the top; it weighs six hundred a fashion plate. One is called "The Sisters," a meztons. The column supports a collossal bronze statue, zotint by Sadd; and the other the "Indian Maiden," representing an angel, holding a cross. The statue, engraved by Schoff from a painting by Chapman. with its pedestal, including the capital of the column, Among the contributors to this number, are John Neal, is thirty-five feet high, and the height of the monu- C. F. Hoffman, J. K. Paulding, H. R. Schoolcraft, ment from the ground to the top of the statue is one Mrs. Osgood, Mrs. Embury, Mrs. Mowatt, Mrs. Stehundred and sixty fect. The stone was brought from phens, &c. Many of the articles have a good deal of Finland, (from the same quarry where the celebrated merit, but our limits will not allow detail. The article pillars of the Casand Church, polished like marble, by John Neal, "Lead us not into temptation," is the were procured,) and transported to St. Petersburgh in most highly wrought and powerful sketch in the numa ship built for the purpose towed by a steamboat. The ber. Some parts of the article may be regarded as alinclined plain on which the shaft was rolled from the most of a forbidding character, though the impression river Neva to its present site, contained a forest of is in some degree removed by the denouement of the wood, and cost in that country, where it is so cheap, a million of roubles, or $200,000. The column was raised and safely placed on its pedestal, by means of sixty capsterns, manned by 2,500 veterans, who had served with Alexander in his most glorious campaigns. Each of them wore badges of honor. The preparations for the stupendous undertaking were so complete that not the slightest accident occured, and during the operation of raising the shaft, not a whisper or a word was heard throughout the vast multitude who witnessed it-the most profound silence prevailed, and one of our friends, describing his own sensations, says he "felt as if it was criminal to draw a breath."

story.

Also, the "Loiterings of Arthur O'Leary," complete in a New World extra.

Also, "The Twins, and other tales, by Frederika Bremer," translated from the Swedish by a lady. Together with "The President's Daughter," by Frederika Bremer, translated by Mary Howitt.

FROM JAMES MOWATT & Co., 138 Fulton street,

We have Evan's History of all Christian Sects and Denominations. 288 pages, bound in boards, for 37 1-2 cents.

The Lady's Work-box Companion: being instructions in all varieties of canvas work, with twenty-nine engraved specimens. From the second London edition, revised and enlarged by a lady of New York. 121-2 cents.

The Lady's Guide to Embroidery and Applique, being instructions in embroidery on silk, velvet, muslin, &c., with fifteen beautiful engraved paterns. 12 1-2

cents.

The Little Robinson in Paris, or Industry's Triumph. A very beautiful and interesting tale for youth. 25 cents.

The New Ball-room Guide; comprising all the latest and most fashionable figures. 12 1-2 cents.

THERE are many books that owe their success to two things: the good memory of those who write them, and the bad memory of those who read them.

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