"You know that the shops in Broadway are very tempting this spring. Such beautiful things! Well, you know (no, you don't know that, but you can guess) what a delightful thing it would be to appear in one of those charming, head-adorning, complexion-softening, hard-feature subduing Neapolitans; with a little gossamer veil dropping daintily on the shoulder of one of those exquisite balzarines, to be seen any day at Stewart's and elsewhere. Well, you know, (this you must know,) that shopkeepers have the impertinence to demand a trifling exchange for these things even of a lady; and also that some people have a remarkably small purse, and a remarkably small portion of the yellow 'root' in that. And now, to bring the matter home, I am one of that class. I have the most beautiful little purse in the world, but it is only kept for show; I even find myself under the necessity of counterfeiting-that is, filling the void with tissue-paper in lieu of bank-notes, preparatory to a shopping expedition!

master, the curious book called "Remarkable Visions," just published by Jordan and Co. of Boston. We commend it cordially to our readers with the following extracts from the opening of the book:

Commencement of the state of somnambulism, and first appear. ance of a guide.

Du Beuerly was frequently attacked with states of great In the beginning of the month of January, 1832, Pauline weakness, and soon after would fall asleep.

after waiting some time, attempted to awaken her, but in This at first was considered an illness, and her friends, this however, they could not succeed, but were compelled

to wait until she should awaken of her own accord.

extraordinary states of slumber, she replied: that she could On the question being asked, how she felt during these say nothing more, than that she "always found herself in pro

found darkness."

and pronounced it to be symptomatic of somnambulism, A physician was then consulted on the subject of her case, adding at the same time that it would be salutary to her to walk frequently in the open air; this, however, had no beneficial effect, and was immediately abandoned, and her disease left to a more natural course. She however grew worse; walking in the open air was again recommended, her inclination to sleep-but still no benefit was derived, when the weather would admit, that she might thereby lose and again it was abandoned, and also all medical treat

ment.

as to her

"Well, now to the point. As 'Bel' and I snuggled down on the sofa this morning, to read the New Mirror, (by the way, cousin Bel' is never obliged to put tissue-paper in her purse,) it struck us that you would be a friend in need, and give good counsel in this emergency. 'Bell', however, insisted on my not telling what I wanted the money for; she even thought that I had better intimate orphanage, extreme suffering from the burthens of some speculating bubble, illness, etc. etc.; but did not I know you better! Have I read the New Mirror so much (to say nothing of the graceful things coined under a bridge,' and a thousand other pages flung from the inner heart,) and not learned who has an eye Particular inquiries were made by Dr. for everything pretty? Not so stupid, cousin 'Bel'; no, no! "However, this is not quite the point, after all; but here age, occupations, course of reading, &c. He was informed it is. I have a pen-not a gold one, I don't think I couldning, knitting, sewing, &c.; that the books perused by her that her age was 16, that her occupations consisted in spinwrite with that, but a nice, little, feather-tipped pen, that rests in the curve of my forefinger as contentedly as on its former pillow of down. (Shocking! how that line did run down hill and this almost as crooked! dear me !) Then I have little messengers racing like mad' through the gal. leries of my head; spinning long yarns, and weaving fabrics rich and soft as the balzarine which I so much covet, until I shut my eyes and stop my ears and whisk away with the 'wonderful lamp' safely hidden in my own brown braids. Then I have Dr. Johnson's Dictionary-capital London edition, etc. etc.; and, after I use up all the words in that, I will supply myself with Webster's wondrous quarto, appendix and all. Thus prepared, think you not I should be able to put something in the shops of the literary caterers? something that, for once in my life, would give me a real errand into Broadway? Maybe you of the New Mirror pay for acceptable articles-maybe not. Comprenez-vous !

"OI do hope that beautiful balzarine like 'Bel's will not be gone before another Saturday! You will not forget to answer me in the next Mirror; but pray, my dear Editor, let it be done very cautiously, for 'Bel' would pout all day if she should know what I have written. Till Sa. turday, your anxiously-waiting friend, FANNY." Well-we give in! On condition that you are under twenty-five, and that you will wear a rose (recognizably) in your boddice the first day you appear in Broadway with the hat and "balzarine," we will pay the bills. Write us thereafter, a sketch of " 'Bel" and yourself as cleverly done as this letter, and you may "snuggle down" on the sofa and consider us paid and the public charmed with you.

Under the fanciful title of "The Scenery-Shower, with Wood-Paintings of the Beautiful, the Picturesque and the Grand in Nature," Mr. Warren Burton has given to young readers a pleasant book-though not so able as his former production, "The District School as it Was." The latter was a gem of original humour. The present work is intended to foster a love for nature, and it is gracefully and winningly done. We have not room for extracts. It is published by Ticknor and Co.

We have a great leaning to belief in the supernatural, and we have read with as much incredulity as we could

were chiefly ecclesiastical-such as the Bible, John Arndt's Real Christendom, Hartman's Sermons, Frederick Stark's

Prayer Book, his Morning and Evening Devotions, also other excellent and instructive works, by spiritual authors; of worldly and miscellaneous writings she was not fond-Gelwithout reproach, and she invariably well sustained her baplert's Fables excepted. Her character and disposition were tismal engagement.

A few months after this visit of Doctor O

Pau

line, in a sleep of somnambulism, which lasted some time, stated that a person had appeared to her, who was to be her guide into the regions of departed spirits, whose appearance she described, as follows:

A young man, apparently 25 years old, of a florid complexion, sharp eyes, flowing hair somewhat curled, very beautiful and of gentle manners; his clothing was dark blue, which, as he informed her, were not his real heavenly habiliments-but that he was obliged, at present, to show himself in this garb, as she was not yet prepared to see him in his heavenly one: he also stated that he should appear to her in three days, and would reveal things to her of the greatest importance to the church and the world.

Second visit of the guide.

Three days after the events recorded above, as she had predicted, at half past eight in the evening, she fell asleep, during which time her guide presented himself in the form already described, and informed her that she should attain a much higher faculty of seeing spiritual things, and also that he should not immediately appear to her again, but that sleep would more frequently overcome her, in which states, however, she would behold nothing, but darkness, with now and then a strong light; by this her natural body would be weakened and prepared for a more spiritual state-and that she might be able to visit with him the spirit-world and its

inhabitants.

her guide appeared to her again, for a short time, and inAll this did actually happen, and in the month of August, formed her that about the middle of September he would again see and converse with her. He also informed her that on the 19th of October, at half past one o'clock, he should appear to her, and undertake his first journey with her, and from thenceforth the more frequently.

There follow near a hundred pages descriptive of her different visits to the other world-all written with at least great ingenuity and interest.

w that was not a mediocre glory for inevitably be met and assassinated by a concert!" Lent 1844,-witnessed the resurrection of a fête which has All is not harmony in the musical world; and if fr left a luminous track, in the annals of Parisian follies; we to time, their voices chord, the people themselves are mean the famous ball Chicard, languishing, forgotten for cordant enough humour; the Italian Theatre gave a two or three years past, but which has just been reinstated proof of this not long since. Every thing went well in all its primitive lustre, with its classic programme, its stage; harmony and her sweet sister, melody, reign indefatigable heroes, and its picturesque disguises, illustrated in perfect union; one could fancy himself in a to by the magic crayon of Gavarni. The lion of this Baby-paradise. But behind the scenes it was another lonian night, was a young and noble foreigner who made a it was a perfect discord: the first tenor made disc