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Our mfirara cable. TALES, SONGS, AND SONSETS, byi. W. Dalley.-London: Luugtuans. Mr Dalley is a poet, a pleasant and agreeable, not a pretentious one. Probably he could not write an epic, nor tell a tale in high sounding and mellifluous blank verse. But he gives us vety pretty songs and Bonnets, many of them relating to the passing occurrences of the day, and therefore, possessing the more interest. "Fair- tars March to Maseby," aud The Return of Admiral Blake," take us to another age, and they are of equal merit with those that refer to modem subjects. We do not go with Mr Dalley in all his opinions; but have read bilpuems with great pleasure nevertheless. We extract one of his iiodge "THE WAYSIDE SAILOR. Gravely that old wayfaring tar Upon the green bank bent, And trimmed his little bark, whilst far His busy thoughts were sent. Far back those aged messengers Were borne with swift consent; Of earth and sea the traversers, A weary way they went. Now were they parched on Egypt's sand- Now bouyaut on the Nile, Where Lion Nelson and his band Fought in good English style. That recollection neneø biø band- That memory wakes his smile- Mark how the veteran kindles, and Forgets his woes the while. And uow they pause at Trafalgai- France frowns, Spain pales with fear At yell, and shout of maddening war, And dreary death cries near But fate strikes England's loftiest star And ends his bright career- Gallant and unforgetful tar, 1 understand thy tear." THE ART JOURNAL, for December.-London: Virtue aud Co., Ivy-lane. This periodical is especially addressed to artists, and devoted to their interests, which are sought to be ad- vanced in every way open to the press, and that with per- fect fairness and honour. It also aims at cultivating a general taste for art, which the more widely diffused it is the greater becomes the demand for the works of the pointer and the engraver. But whilst characteristically an art journal," the general reader will always find much to interest him, and receive quite the value of his money if he becomes a subscriber. The articles on The Picture Gallery of the Hermitage, St. Petersburg," "The Koyal Armory of Kngland," "Jewellery and Goldsmith's Work iu Syria and Palestine," and Pinx- ton Chiua," in this number (the first three having been continued for several months), with many others that have been given during the year, are deserving the at- tention of all who seek for information on subjects of great interest, and which can be properly treated by only a few. The papers on the progress of art at home and abroad, occasionally given are also of interest to all who desire to increase their useful knowledge, as well as to amuse a vacant hour. The illustrations (three steel full page engravings, and numerous wood-cuts in each number) are always in the first style of art. In the pre- sent number there is a letter from Mr W. Jerdan, who has parsed his SOtli year, being one of our oldest literatcar* now living—relative to the subscription for a monument to Leigh Hunt, which has been opened by Mr S. C. Hall, the editor of the "Art Journal" for many years Leigh Hunt and William Jerdan were great literary enemies, belongiug to different schools in literature aud politics. Their enmity died away, though neither changed his Jopiuious, aLd Mr Jerdan says, With respect to Leigh Hunt and myself, the quarrel was a pretty quarrel as long as it lasted. ,Vheo over, our social relations might be said under other circum- stances to resemble those of Lord North and Col. Barre, of whom it is told, that when both were old and blind, and they met by chance at a public-room, Tunbridge Wells, the ex premier thus bespoke his quondam fierce opponent in the House of Commons ;—' Ah, Barre, not- withstanding all the reviling and retorting between us in Parliament, how happy should we now be to see each other.' Who knows ? Political hates and denunciations are not immortal, aud it Is not impossible that twenty years hence, should they be spared so long, Mr Glad- stone aged 80, and Mr Disraeli, aged 84, should shake hands, and wonder at the 'cursed spite,' and venom of the dim faded retrospect of former years-" THB CHRISTMAS NOlDER OF LONDON SOCIETY FOR 1868. —London: 217, Piccadilly. Last year, we recollect we were enabled to say a "good word for the" Christmas Number of London Society for lUlii," and we think that for 1808 is quite equal in literary merit, whilst the illustrations are, look- ing at the ensemble, better. lheru are twenty tales and pieces of poetry, not all equal in merit; but whilst the majority may be awarded to the first class of magazine articles, there are none which will not afford pleasure in the perusual. Besides the papers written solely for recreation, there are three good articles on Church Decoration," "New Years' Day in New York, and Christmas in Germany," in which some pleasant pieces of information will be found. We make an extract from the second. Christmas Day in New York is, as with us, the festivity of families, the domestic muster- day. New Years' is the day devoted to friendship, to society at large, and to fashion. On Christmas, every- body stays at home on New Years', everybody is abroad. Christmas in New York is as quiet as a Sunday, at least to the street-passenger; and a sorry fate in his who is a street-passenger on that day, who, in the midst of innumerable feasts has but the dreary blank of vacant streets where to wander, and sigh at his ill-luck. But New York is full of life out-of-doors; the streets are crowded, the sounds are merry on every side, aud every- body has that infectious air of gaiety and jolly good nature which the convival custom of the day, and the excitement of chatting with a host of agreeable acquain- tances inspires. It is essentially the gala-day and carnival of fashion, and of people of the world For once, the busy doivu town thoroughfares are deserted; a dreary tranquillity reigns in the realm of commerce." and at high-noon, the carnival of fashion begins." It is carried on through the day,—the servants imitating their masters and mistresses. But, the social duties of New Year's over, society has done its duty and squared its amounts; and the divinity fashion, content for the while with the homage of its worshippers in the day- time at least, yields up her masculine votaries to com- merce." Those who wish to know more of New Years' Day in New York, we refer to Christmas Number of London Society," in which there are many equally good things.

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