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and  is  of  a  literary  character  also,  though,  judging  by  the
motto  adopted,  the  work  is  more  likely  to  produce  melan-
choly than  amusement :  —

This  day  are  putiltshed,  Price  rs.,

THE  Songs  of  Stlraa,  atlempled  in  English  verse,  from  Ihe  original
of  Osftian,  the  son  of  Fingal Quii  tatia  fando  J'eni-

fnd  a  lacrymUT  ....  Printed  for  R.  Griffiths,  opposite
Somerset  House  in  the  Strand  ;  C.  Henderson,  at  the  Royal  Exchange;
tod  G.  Woodfftll,  Charing  Cross.
How  many  books  of  this  kind  have  been  published,
thrown  aside,  and  forgotten,  or  consigned  to  the  pastry-
cook and  trunkmakerj  since  the  **  Songs  of  Selraa"  saw  the
light,  is  a  question  easier  to  ask  than  to  solve.  One  thing
i$,  though,  certain — the  number  of  people  who  will  write,
whether  they  have  anything  to  say  or  not,  increases  every
year,  and  in  due  course  we  may  expect  an  ingenious
Chancellor  of  the  Exchequer  to  impose  a  lax  on  authors;
which,  after  all,  will  hardly,  bo  far  as  brilliancy  is  concerned,
be  so  destructive  as  the  window-tax,  or  so  uncalled  for  as
Mr  Robert  Lowe's  famous  "  ex  luce  lucellum  "  imposition.
A  couple  of  weeks  later,  in  the  same  paper  (January  18-20),
is  the  following  of  a  ver)'  different  character  from  that  which
has  been  already  selected  : —

READING  MACHINE

IS  removed  from  the  Three  Kings,  Piccadilly,  to  the  George  Inn,
Snow  Hill,  London  ;  sets  out  from  the  Broad  Faff ,  Rfading^  every
Monday,  Wednesday,  and  Friday,  at  seven  o'clock  in  (he  mominj;,  nnd
Prom  the  George  Inn,  Sntntt  //i//,  every  Tuesday,  Thursday,  and  Satur-
day* at  seven  o'clock  in  the  morning ;  carries  passengers  to  and  from
Raiding  at  6s.  each,  children  in  lap,  and  outside  passengers  at  3s.
