of Mr. THOMAS WALKER, the correspondent who furnished the graphic sketch, 'Our Club at the Adriatic,' in a recent number of the KNICKERBOCKER. He died from a chronic disorder, which baffled the skill of his physicians, at an age of scarcely forty years. He was a gentleman of fine perceptive powers, great modesty of demeanor, genial disposition, and unblemished personal habits and demeanor. He was much beloved by those who had the pleasure to know him well, among whom we have now to regret (when it is unfortunately too late) that we could not have been included. 'Peace to his ashes!' 'The Printers' Free Library,' at Number 3, Chambers-street, near Chatham, is a most valuable and well-supplied establishment, and is accomplishing much good. We shall advert more particularly to its advantages hereafter. THE writer of 'An Anacreontic,' it appears to us, might have spared the 'd-ns' which disfigure his lines. There is no wit and great bad taste in their employment. We regret that they should have escaped us. Geoponics: State of the crops at 'Old Knick.' Place: Corn, (Iowa, white,) well up, and flourishing: Lettuce, tender and abundant: Beans, (Lima, best kind,) ready to 'pole:' Peas, (large Marrowfat,) bushed, and preparing to 'fre-eut:' Beets, (red and white,) sickly; in fact, did n't come up at all; patent-office seeds too: Tomatoes, (red and yellow,) coming on finely, promising good store: water, musk, and other 'Millions,' 'first-rate:' Cucumbers, rank as gourds: Early Cherries, gone; commoner kind, abundant and ripening: Plums, good many of 'em, but dreadfully stung by flies: Apples, pretty good, and plenty of 'em: Potatoes, 'nary one'-did n't plant any; a great over-sight, for a mealy potato is a good institution: Currants, 'lots' and very fine-good for next winter's jelly; Rasp, Straw, Black, and other Berries, abundant in quantity and good in quality. WEATHER, hot enough to melt off the head of BROWN's dignified and noble statue of DEWITT CLINTON, (all except the feet, which are as large, within two or three inches, as old GRANT THORBURN's,) if it stood on our lawn at this moment. Thermometer three hundred and forty-eight ('in the shade.') Pheugh! This slip of' gossip'-paper is wet with the beaded drops that roll from the hand that indites this report. WE wish to introduce a subject new to these pages. We mean Shirts. Pardon the expression—but SHIRTS! And Mr. GREEN, Astor House, corner of Vesey-street, sells such as are be-fitting. —a very great luxury. Moreover, his store of under-gar ments, collars, gloves, half-hose, handkerchiefs, etc., etc.-ah! they are fine, very fine, and in the greatest variety. Try him. THE 'Reveries of a Bachelor' are over, and the 'Reveries of a Married Man' are begun! Our esteemed friend and correspondent, ‘IK MARVEL,' has been joined in holy wedlock to a fair and accomplished daughter of the 'Sunny South,' and before these lines shall reach our distant readers, he will be on his voyage to the blue Adriatic, with his bride, to take up his residence in the 'city of the Doges,' having been appointed American consul to that world-renowned capital. He will doubtless encounter WASH, FUDGE' in Paris, and report, not only from what that interesting young gentleman writes, but what he himself sees in his European career. 'Take with ye gentle winds your sails to swell!' is our aspiration for the voyagers; and when next they touch our Ir the reader has not yet shores, may we be there to see!' procured a copy of 'The Attorney,' he is requested to notice the advertisement, with the opinions of the press,"on the second page of the cover. The Third Edition is already 'rushing off.' 'WELL,' as Mr. MERRYMAN says in the ring, 'here we are again!' at the beginning of Volume FortyTwo of the Knickerbocker. How do you like our new and slightly-enlarged types? How does the increase of pages in this department strike you? Never before had we such a fervent wish to reciprocate the constantly-increasing favor of the public, and never, since the establishment of this oldest American Magazine, have we had such abundant literary means to do it. You know us: wait and see! Literary Record. 'EPHEMERA' is the modest title of a little volume, from the prolific press of our friends Messrs. TICKNOR, Reed, and FIELDS, of Boston, which, small as it is, contains a great deal of genuine verse, of which, moreover, there is a goodly variety. We trust that we violate no confidence in mentioning the fact, that there is a dual authorship in this little tome; the gentlemen who stand sponsors for its contents being Mr. GEORGE EDWARD RICE, and Mr. J. Howard WAINWRIGHT, the latter an occasional and always an acceptable correspondent of this Magazine, one or two poems from which appear in the present collection. Of these last, given so recently in these pages, it is of course quite unnecessary here to speak. There are sound sense, keen satire, and a good deal of quiet humor embodied in the beautifully-printed volume which we are holding open, and re-reading runningly as we write. Deferred matériel from our last 'issoo,' demanding insertion in the present, and copious stores beside, prevent the publication of several extracts, which we had perused admiringly and marked hopefully. MESSRS. PUTNAM AND COMPANY have recently issued, in a well-printed volume, 'Legends of the West,' by Hon. JAMES HALL, revised by himself, previous to his death. These legends are various in kind, and, without exception, written with great spirit and felicity of style. Judge HALL was an occasional contributor to the earlier numbers of the KNICKERBOCKER, and his contributions were always received with great favor by the public. The tales in the present collection convey accurate descriptions of the scenery and population of the western country, and are founded upon incidents witnessed by the author during a long residence therein, and upon traditions preserved by the people. A truly American spirit pervades them, which we trust will not lessen their claim upon the respect and 'patronage' of the patriotic author's countrymen. 'FernLeaves from Fanny's Port-Folio,' from the press of Messrs. DERBY AND MILLER, Auburn; DERBY, ORTON, AND MULLIGAN, Buffalo; and HENRY W. DERBY, Cincinnati, has been some four weeks before the public, and has already met with a large sale. Nor is this fact at all surprising. FANNY FERN had written at various times, for sundry journals, brief, sententious, 'telling' sketches, always embodying a wholesome moral or pungent satire, and not unfrequently some touch of tender pathos, which made her nom-de-plume a welcome feature in the journals of the day. She had therefore no especial reputation to make; for her style, simple and direct, had made her well known to the newspaper press throughout the whole country. Quotation would be adscititious; for what she has written has already been quoted and read to such an extent that farther publication would scarcely be farther publicity. We are glad to see that the occasional coarseness which we had sometimes remarked in her 'fugitives from justice' in the newspapers is omitted from the contents of the collected volume. The book is very handsomely illustrated, from original designs by Mr. FREDERICK M. COFFIN, and the typographical execution reflects credit upon the publishers. OUR old friend Mr. VALENTINE has published his annual edition, with the annually-accruing' additions, of the 'Manual of the Corporation,' a work so well known for its compression of valuable facts connected with the history, ancient and modern, and gradual and constant progress of the Great Metropolis, that it requires little praise at our hands; for we have so often rendered it, that while it is in the hands of the present editor, we could but repeat our yearly encomiums. It has always commanded, and always deserved, a wide sale. MR. J. S. REDFIELD, Nassau-street, is now publishing in weekly numbers, at twenty-five cents each, to be completed in sixteen parts, an American copy-right edition of J. Payne Collier's Restored Edition of Shakspeare, re-printed from the newly-discovered copy of the folio of 1632, concerning which so much excitement has prevailed in England. The English edition contains simply the text, without a single note or indication of the changes made in the text. In the present, the variations from old copies are noted by reference of all changes to former editions, and every indication and explanation is given essential to a clear understanding of the author. There are several thousand of these annotations. The prefatory matter, Life, etc., will be fuller than in any American edition now published. An authentic portrait, a vignette-title on steel, and a fac-simile of the old folio, with the manuscript corrections (of which there were nearly twenty thousand!) will accompany the completed work. As a general thing, we can not say that we very greatly affect travesties or parodies; but, really, one of the cleverest of the former description that we have recently encountered, is 'Hamlet in a New Garb,' in three Acts, by GEORGE EDWARD RICE, Esq., three editions of which have already passed through the press of Messrs. TICKNOR, REED, AND FIELDS, Boston. The first scene of the Old Play in New Garb' opens as follows: The second appearance of the GHOST is somewhat different from the original; but the manner in which a multitude of various questions are showered upon the Shade is quite in keeping with the immortal prototype: KE-ENTER GHOST. BUT look! my eyes! it's coming here again; There's something to be done, that's very plain. Oh, speak to me, you singular illusion: I'll understand in spite of my confusion. If to your royal highness it is known If LOUIS NAP. shall have the Bourbon throne If Sir JOHN FRANKLIN yet is safe and sound If the transmuting-stone will e'er be found For which philosophers so long have sought; If the sea-serpent ever will be caught If Blank Blank is the saint he would be thought If all is true that GORDON CUMMING said, Or how the spiritual raps are made; Or who struck WILLIAM PATTERSON, Esquire ; Or if saltpetre will explode in fire; And you've come here to tell us, please to state; There's not the slightest hurry, I can wait. If you're aware of treasure stowed away, [Cock crows. ART. I. MEN, MANNERS, AND MOUNTAINS. BY R. M. RICHARDSON, II. AGE: AN APOSTROPHE. BY THOMAS H. HOWARD, X. GEORGE HERBERT. BY JAMES W. WALL, XII. THACKERAY'S WOMEN, XIII. LINES TO ONE WHO WILL UNDERSTAND THEM, XIV. JOURNEYINGS IN SPAIN. NUMBER FOUR, XV. CONCEALED LOVE. BY JAMES C. PIERSON, XVI. A REMINISCENCE. BY MARTHA RUSSELL, XVII. LINES: YOUTH AS IT IS. By J. E. OTIS, XVIII. LIGHTS AND SHADOWS OF SCHOOL-LIFE. BY RALPH ROANOKE, LITERARY NOTICES: 1. NORTH-AMERICAN REVIEW FOR THE JULY QUARTER, 181 185 187 188 189 1. ANOTHER LETTER FROM UP THE RIVER, 190 2. THE CENTURY PAPERS, 194 1. PAINTINGS OF JOHN KENSETT. 2. BIRTH-PLACE OF THE SPIRIT OF BEAUTY.' 3. VERBAL PHRASEOLOGY OUT WEST,' . 197 198 4. GOSSIP WITH READERS AND CORRESPONDENTS, . 1. LETTER FROM 'BEVERLEY: "THE FAIRY RING:' CHILDREN. 2. A KENTUCKY |