PORTRAIT OF HER ROYAL HIGHNESS THE PRINCESS AUGUSTA SOPHIA. THIRD ILLUSTRATION OF BURNS'S POEMS. "The Twa Dogs." FIVE FINISHED ETCHINGS, PORTRAITS OF LADIES IN NEW AND FASHIONABLE - 51 - 53 We observe from an advertisement in the present number, that the stock and copper-plates of one of the oldest periodicals for ladies is to be sold for the benefit of the creditors, and we gather from the same source, that the circulation is only 400-one more proof of the determination of educated females to reject works, of which the conductors are consummately weak or profoundly ignorant." It will of course cease to be printed altogether. Mr. Burgess's case is a hard one, and inasmuch as the ladies are deprived of a beautiful material until he has defeated his enemy, many will sympathize with him, but the statement is not suited to our pages. 66 We have to acknowledge offers of assistance from several new correspondents upon our usual terms." These people must explain themselves: those not noticed separately in the present number are altogether inadmissible. Miss Strickland-she compels us to mention her name at length-is rehearsing in this world what ill-natured people say will be her doom in the next, and truly she has found a noble animal to lead; but this would be no concern of ours, if she did not come in our way. We cannot use one of her papers; we do not believe she is able to write any thing that we could use-in short she must not aspire to contribute to any higher work than the periodical which she gratuitously serves, and which depends on the uneducated alone for its existence. We are quite willing to give Mr. Bh credit for his Minstrel Melodies, but with due deference to his excellent judgment, The Royal Lady's Magazine is not the place for a review-besides, he would not thank us for an opinion of his poetry. We can only refer our correspondent "Indignans" to Mr. George Robins, the auctioneer, for the explanation he requires respecting the "book-stalls of the metropolis being covered with books that have been presented to the Editor of The Literary Gazette," But "Indignans" is surely wrong, when he says the "Editor of The Literary Gazette tried to get into Parliament as a reformer, for Weymouth." The bare idea of W. Jerdan, Esq., M.P., makes one exclaim in his own forcible language applied to ourselves as critics, "OH DEAR!" Yet we dare say he would have found it marvellously agreeable to enjoy some of the privileges of an M.P. The Literary Gazette is full of brilliant things, in philosophy and science, as well as in literature and art. It recently published with infinite gravity, a cure for the cholera morbus, (discovered probably by its pet quack St. John Long,) in which, after directing the patient to be steeped in " boiled hemp-seed," as hot as he could bear it, it adds, " if he complain of nausea, a spoonful of magnesia, or of olive oil should be administered to him!!" We have no doubt the best lampoil, or the purified decoction of a tallow candle would be found an equally powerful specific. The following was sent for our " Editor's Room," but as we do not allow the Montgomery tribe places on our shelves, it is not suited. It is, however, too good to lose. EPIGRAM. Fairly caught, Mr. Mouse, and at length you shall rue, J. D. |