Contemporary Letters On The French Revolution.

had not your shmilacre of a Treaty arrived I have little doubt the decision Avould have been in her favor . Indeed a few at present cry out that it is improbable England should be contented Avith the satisfaction that was offered three months ago , but

they are not listened to , their wishes blind the greater number , and it is the interest of the Democratic leaders to delay to the utmost the Discussion of a Question which must either confirm or destroy the Regal PoAver or rather the Remnants of Regal

prerogative . I say little of the Election of M . Baillie , because it has been productive of no remarkable event . I have only to observe that of 80 , 000 Electors , 14 , 000 only voted on so important an occasion . Such

indifference argues ill for a Government which places its basis not on Personal Interest concurring to the General Good , but on Personal sacrifices to the General Avelfare .

Sonnet.

SONNET .

ON THE "DUNMOW FLITCH . " ADJUDGED JULY 23 RD , 1877 . BY BRO . REV . M . GORDON . { For the "Masonic Magazine . " )

REJOICE ye Essex fields , Avoods , streams , and shores !—¦ DunmoAV , rejoice!—true , Avedded love thy crown , Thy sceptre yon huge Flitch of vast

renoAA'n—, Thy county ' s pride , ' mid its uxorious roars . About this flitch ivhich Hymen so adores Ancl others praise , I ' ve scruples of my OAVU Why placed upon the'jury should be none

But inexpei'ienc'd maids ancl bachelors . For if upon th' aforesaid jury Avere Impanell'd , husbands and their wives instead , Methinks , they would unanimously declare

, By long experience ancl long schooling led In wisdom ' s ways—that Flitch could ne ' er be claim ' cl By any in the marriage archives nam'd .

Lost And Saved ; Or Nellie Powers, The Missionary's Daughter.

LOST AND SAVED ; OR NELLIE POWERS , THE MISSIONARY'S DAUGHTER .

A Tale of the Ocean . BY C . H . LOOMIS . CHAP . I .

WE take this powerful story from Loomis' Musical and Masonic Journal . It Avas one of those cold , disagreeable days in December . The Avind Avhistled around the corners of the streetsancl between the

, cracks of the doors and AvindoAV sashes of the houses , as a Avarning for those Avithin doors to remain Avhere the fire burned bright , and Avhere the drifting SUOAV would not , despite all efforts , find its way between the shirt collar and the neck of

the most careful man . It Avas one of those days on which no one Avas supposed to feel particularly happy , especially those whose duties called them out into the driving storm , or whose poverty compelled them to remain where no fire cast its cheerful glow . It should be particularly understood that it was a

cold day , for only in this Ai'ay can Ave account for the red noses of the men AVIIO were known to have just left a temperance ship , ancl ivho Avere , at the time our story opens , gathered around a wood stove , in a certain shipping office on South Street , in our great metropolisrubbing the

afore-, said noses in a manner calculated to make them look more suspicious . The owner of the afore-mentioned shipping office , and also the OAvner of a nose as red as any of those gathered about the fire , ancl which had not just left a " temperance ship , " had ,

with his usual generosity , given the men , AVIIO had congregated in his office , the privilege of using his stove to heat his own office , provided they furnished the fuel , ancl the men who owned the noses mentionedhad obtained the blush which

, , graced this prominent portion of then ' features , gathering the wherewith to make the fire , along the clocks opposite tho office . The shipping office spoken of was one of the first class kind , and consisted of a