THE KNICKERBOCKER MAGAZINE, EDITED BY LOUIS GAYLORD CLARK. THE number for July, 1855, begins the FORTY-SIXTH VOLUME of the KNICKERBOCKER MAGAZINE. Since the price of subscription has been reduced from FIVE to THREE DOLLARS a year, the circulation of the KNICKERBOCKER has been increased nearly four to one. In many places ten are sold where there was but one before, and through the year it has been steadily increasing. It is now offered as cheap as any of the Magazines, all things considered. Instead of making new and prodigious promises, we submit a few extracts from notices of late numbers, which we might extend to a number of pages. Those famihar with the Editor's monthly Gossip with his readere, have doubtless, with ourselves, admired the perennial source of its plesant wit and joyousuess. In this number The Gossip' holds on its way like some fair rivulet glancing and dancing in the sunshine of a May morning. We used to wonder how Mr CLARK held out, expecting he must certainly snow brown' in the coming number; but this number gives no sign of exhaustion.-National Intelligencer, Washington. Pleasant, genial, delightful Old KNICK. Thy name is a suggestion of all thing delectable; tee eight of thy modest, fresh cover, a balm to spiritual sore eyes; a glance within thes, best antidote los the blues. Thou hast given to kindly humor, to piquant delineation, and to side-splitting fun, a local habitation,' without which they might go wandering over the domain of letters, calling now and then where a friendly door opened to them but refusing to be comforted for the loss of their old dear home.'-Courier, Burlington Vi, "The great care evinced in the selection of artioles that adorn its pages, is a suficient guaranty that no contribution meets the eye of the reader but those which are known to be worthy of his perusal When storms and wild tempesta are sweeping o'er our hill-side village in these chill winter hours, and all is drear and desolate without, we ask for no more agreeable companion than the KNICKERSOCKER;' for while its contents impart valuable information, its sallies of genuine wit are a sovereign specific for all flts of the blues or attacks of the horrors, and time passes merrily on.”— Democrat, Doylestown, Pa. 'The KNICKERBOCKER has been and will be a fact of its own; a genuine living thing, all the more desirable now that the new crop of magazines, filled with articles pirated from English authors, makes fresh home creations more conspicuous and welcome.'-New-York Christian Inquirer. 'No one ever rose from the perusal of the KNICKERBOCKER a disappointed reader. Whatever may have been his anticipations, they have always been rewarded. When he took up a new number, he felt sure of a literary treat; it was no mere showy repast he was invited to. gems, or the humorous tale, he was always sure of finding the object of his search. And then, besides, there was the Did he seek the grave or didactic essay, the touching story, poetic Gossip' of Old KNICK.,' always looked to with eagerness, never put down except with regret that there were not more pages of inimitable random sketches-the Knick-nacks of that repast.'~Courier, Natchez, Miss. THE KNICKERBOCKER. New-York: Samuel Hueston. This best, decidedly best, of the American magazines seems to have improved in appe-rance and in the quality of its literary matter-always good-even upon its reduction in price. It is a luxury of which no man who has three dollars to spare-and who that has a taste for good reading has not should deprive himself, to sit down in a retired corner, when the mind has been wearied with the perplexities of every day pursuits. and pore over the well-stored pages of Old Knick." We even now read the old volumes of this work, of a dozen years ago, with more real pleasure than half the new publications of the day. Each numer will bear the wear and tear of half a dozen readings," and then the volume be worthy of good binding and a place on the shelves," and that is what can be truly said of but few of the magazines of the present day. The contents of the Knickerbocker are so varied, that almost every one will find something in its pages to please bim-to instruct and amuse. The articles are marked by the highest order of merit, and in a long series of years we have found nothing in this work to which the most fastidious could object. It is a work which should be on the centre table of every family.-Knoxville Times. Rev. F. W. SHELTON, Author of Letters from Up the River, etc., will be a regular contributor. The best talent in the country will be enlisted, and no expense or effort spared, to make the KNICKERBOCKER more than ever deserving of the first position among our original American Magazines. TERMS.-Three Dollars a year, strictly in advance-there will be no deviation from this condition; Two copies for $5 00; Five copies, and upwards, $2 00 each. masters are requested to act as Agents. Booksellers and Postreceive favorable terms. Specimen numbers will be sent gratis on application, post-paid. Those who will undertake to procure subscribers will INDUCEMENTS FOR CLUBBING.-The KNICKERBOOKER and Harper's, Putnam's, Graham's or Godey's Lady's Book will be sent one year for FIVE dollars; the KNICKERBOCKER and Home Journal, for Four dollars a year. POSTAGE-Two cents per number, prepaid at the office where the work is delivered, quarterly in advance. All remittances and all business communications must be addressed, post-paid, to ART. I. PLEASANT MEMORIES OF THE OLD WORLD. BY JAMES W. WALL, II. LINES ON MY THIRTY-NINTH BIRTH-DAY. BY JOHN G. SAXE, III. THE DEAD BOY. BY HENRY A. CLARK, IV. THE TWO SISTERS: OR, Love and PRIDE. CONCLUDED, V. LINES, VI. SONG OF THE MECHANIC, VII. THE ETIQUETTE OF VISITING. BY THOMAS BIBB BRADLEY, IX. LETTERS TO ELLA. NUMBER ONE, X. SPIRIT LOVE. BY HENRY P. LELAND, XI. A RECOLLECTION OF NEWPORT. BY LLWYVEIN, XII. INDEPENDENCE ODE. BY W. H. C. HOSMER, XIV. THE SANDWICH ISLANDS. BY ONE OF THE SMITH FAMILY, XVI. THE GLORY ON THE GRAVE. BY MRS. JULIA MCMASTERS, XVIII. LINES TO A MOTHER ON THE SUDDEN DEATH OF HER FIRST-BORN, LITERARY NOTICES: 1. THE ODOHERTY PAPERS OF THE LATE WILLIAM MAGINN, LL.D., 4. THE DIAMOND CROSS AND OTHER TALES. BY CLARA MORTON, 5. COZZENS' WINE PRESS: FIRST VOLUME, 6. COUNTRY MARGINS AND RAMBLES OF A JOURNALIST, 7. MY CONFESSION: THE STORY OF A WOMAN'S LIFE, AND OTHER TALES, 201 EDITOR'S TABLE: 1. EXTRACTS FROM A MANUSCRIPT VOLUME OF POEMS, 2. GOSSIP WITH READERS AND CORRESPONDENTS,. 1. EDITOR'S DEPARTURE FOR THE WEST. 2. CONTENTS OF CARPET-BAG. 3. INTRODUCTION OF THE PUBLISHER TO THE READERS, WHO TRIES HARD TO GET INTO THE EDITOR'S STYLE, BUT CAN'T COME IT.' 4. IMITATIONS OF G. P. R. JAMES. 5. WASHINGTON IRVING. 6. CHARLES DICKENS. 7. PASSAGE ON THE RIP VAN WINKLE TO ALBANY. 8. LINES ON LEAVING THE CITY. 9. REV. SIDNEY SMITH. 10. INTERESTING DOG-STORY TOLD IN THE SANCTUM. 11. PETITION FROM A VICTIM OF A TYRANT TO THE GREAT MR. PEPPER. 12. LETTER FROM MR. PEPPER IN REPLY. 13. ANECDOTE OF DR. TYNG. 14. PUBLISHER STOPPED OFF SUDDENLY. 15. THE EDITOR ON HIS TRAVELS. 16. LINES ON HENRY CLAY BY GEORGE D. PRENTICE. 17. DISTINCTION WITHOUT A DIFFERENCE. 18. MES. PARSHALLS' DISH-KETTLE. 19. NOBLE INSTANCE OF TRUE BENEVOLENCE. 20. YANKEE ENTERPRISE. 21. A MAN WHO COULD DIE WHEN HE PLEASED. 22. SOUTHERN ELOQUENCE. 23. WILLIAM B. WOOD, THE ACTOR, 24. BORROWING SERMONS. 25. EDWARD EVERETT. 26. JOHN PHOENIX OF SAN-FRANCISCO. 27. HAZLITT ON THE OPERA. 28. SONNET TO A COUNTRY POST-OFFICE.' 29. NIGHT-BATTLE AT SEBASTOPOL. 30. FRENCH EXHIBITION OF THE INDUSTRY OF ALL NATIONS. 31. LEGAL INGENUITY: HOMICIDAL INSANITY.' 32. HOUSES IN EDINBURGH. 33. SCIENTIFIC BURLESQUE. 34. PROFESSOR LOWELL. 35. COURTIN' SCENE.' 36. RHYMES FOR WINDOW. 37. VISION AND PROVISION. 38. VERSES ON THE DEATH OF MR. THOMPSON'S CHILD. 39. SHADOWS. 40. SOUTHERN LITERARY MESSENGER. 41. EXCURSION TO THE NORTH. 202 205 ENTERED ACCORDING TO ACT OF CONGRESS, IN THE YEAR 1855, BY SAMUEL HUESTON, IN THE CLERK'S OFFICE OF THE DISTRICT COURT OF THE UNITED STATES FOR THE JOHN A. GRAY, PRINTER, 95 & 97 Cliff Street, New-York. WE were glad to take refuge from the suffocating smoke and the incessant clatter of the streets of London, amid the quiet shades of beautiful Richmond. There are many points here and in the immediate vicinity interesting from their literary associations. The place itself was the home of the poet Thomson, and he sleeps under a gray stone slab in its ancient church. Rosedale House, where he resided, is still standing, and they show you the chair on which he sat, the table on which he wrote, and the peg on which he hung his hat! From its glorious hill he looked with a poet's eyes upon that magnificent landscape, that has lost none of its charms since he first so sweetly described it in his poem on Summer. Here, too, Collins resided for some considerable time, and composed many of his poems. He left Richmond after the death of his friend Thomson, whose loss he so eloquently and pathetically bewails in those lines commencing: 'In yonder grave a Druid lies.' Turning with lingering steps and oft-repeated last looks' from this mount, the British Parnassus, we strolled on toward Twickenham, which, nestling upon the verdant banks of the silvery Thames,' among embowered shades, is a pleasant hour's walk from Richmond. Here Pope's villa once stood, but now the site of that once-familiar home of the muses is desecrated by some Goth of a tea-merchant, who has dared to erect thereon an architectural monstrosity, half-pagoda, halftea-chest; and as if to add insult to the injury, (horresco referens,') the fellow has erected a sign-board on the lot adjacent, where one may read, in large staring characters: Pope's grove, in lots to suit purchasers; terms easy.' The spirit of speculation has no soul for poetry, neither has Thomas Young, tea-merchant. One would have supposed |