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this evening." Opened in due form, with all the solemnity

The Gleaners' Literary Club. which the dignity of the subject so imperatively demandswarmly supported by the “affirmatives,” and vehemently

The possibility of establishing a College of Literary opposed by the “negatives”—the specious arguments of the

younger fry" most patiently listened to, but sagaciously Amateurs-many of whom should be scarcely secondary refuted by the older members—the Debate assumed and to some of their professional brethren— has been practically maintained that high character for which the business of verified by THE GLEANERS' LITERARY CLUB: in fact, it

may fairly be said to have enrolled the élite of the littérateurs this society is so well known, and so deservedly famous. Indeed, our Club—the jolly Wranglers—is

, you must know, foundation-inexpensive and by no means exclusive-yet,

of its special locality. Although essentially liberal in its allowed to be “second to none." But oh! if the worthies already described call forth our admiration, what shall we

as may be reasonably imagined, its card of admission can ventare to say of that courteous gentleman with the pleasant only be obtained by the duly qualified: the possession

of smile—and prepossessing appearance

our worthy chief

natural literary ability, refined taste, and educated ideas, the President : and, as Member Say somewhat enviously its candidates by the constitution of the Club.

being the testimonials which are imperatively demanded of calls him, the great-gun of the Society ? Listen to him, as he eloquently discourses with mellifluous fluency—or volleys

Pressing steadily onwards-unwearied and unwaveringforth his arguments with the force and rapidity of a tornado gleaning and gathering, not only in the fields, but along the --with a volubility only to be equalled by the velocity of an highways and byeways of literature—of romance and reality express : line upon line, precept upon precept-replete with

---picking and culling from the wild blossoms of youth, from beautiful similies, and quotations from ancient and modern

the ripe fruit of maturity, from the treasures of age, from poets-fall thick and fast as hawthorn blossoms on the ears

the wise, and the great, and the good of all time, however

obscure or neglected they may have been, or may be-the of his delighted auditory. See the smile of satisfactionof exultation that plays around his features as he resumes

glorious emanations of that divinity which stirs within us his seat, amidst the plaudits of all but the obdurate and

-in due season THE GLEANERS' LITERARY CLUB may hope discomfited Say, who will not be convinced. Such is the

to accumulate an amount of intellectual wealth, as the rich President–indisputably the right man in the right place— reward of its patience, its perseverance, and its industry,

which shall maintain and enhance the high reputation it and a gentleman, who, by his talents and his urbanity, has deservedly won the respect and esteem of Our Club.

has already so happily achieved.
There, gentle reader, I have endeavoured to give you a
little pleasant portraiture of the highly-noted “Wranglers

Notes and Queries.
Society," and a select few of its staunch supporters-more
especially of our nearest and dearest friend-Billy Green!
Sweet gentle reader, in taking leave of you, be not too

JOAN OF ARC. severe, I pray you. Regard not this as an attempt at a

NOTE.-Two French writers, M. Renzie and M. Delepierre, finished picture, but simply as a mere outline-sketch of my have published ancient documents to prove that JOAN OF ARC, experience-in OUR STREET.

the Maid of Orleans, was living long after the period when she is said to have been burnt in the market-place of Rouen. The

martyrdom is a myth! According to History and Poetry she Album Gleanings.

was burnt May 30, 1431 ; but, on the 1st of August 1439, the Council of the City of Rouen made her a gift of 210 livres “for services rendered by her at the siege of the said city.”

John Timbs' Curiosities of History, p. 220, 1857. ONLY A FRIEND!"

Query.-Can this really be verified ? If so, why has History invented and maintained so sad and so gratuitous a fiction ?

It is generally believed—as Monstrelet, Villaret, Lebrun des How oft have I noticed young people exclaim

Charmettes, Laverdy, Barante, Lenglet, and many other French And one, for example, I think I could name,

writers have recorded—that, after a most remarkable military With a glance and a smile which you must comprehend

career of mingled valour and fanaticism, Joan of Arc was taken You have heard the expression ?-"He's only a friend !”

prisoner on May 25, 1430, during an unsuccessful sortie which

she had made on the lines of the Duke of Burgundy, then Yes, now you remember: but don't be severe,

investing the town of Compiegne : that she was pulled from If some folks will rhyme on a subject so queer

her horse by an archer near the town ditch; that her soldiers There's that rackety Jones—how I wish he would mend, made no attempt to rescue her, but fled over the drawbridge But I can't say much to him—“He's only a friend !” and shut the gate upon her; that she defended herself bravely

sword in hand until escape was hopeless, when she surrendered Do you see that fair girl, with those charming dark eyes,

to the Bastard of Vendôme, who carried her to the quarters of And that gentleman near her, who whispers and sighs ?

the Duke of Burgundy. That she was claimed, three days after Ah! I know in due season how this will all end !

her capture, (not

by the Duke of Bedford, as erroneously stated But oh! if you ask questions“He's only a friend !”

by some historians,) but by Friar Martin, Vicar-General of the 'Tis a lovely Spring morning: the sun's golden ray

Holy Inquisition in France; that she was sold by the Bastard Streams over the altar enchantingly gay

of Vendôme to John of Luxembourg, who, in despite of the Why, who have we here? 'Tis a bridal, depend!

Friar's demand, confined her in his castle in Picardy ; that the Wei, I am quite surprised—“He was only a friend !”

Bishop of Beauvais, in whose diocese she had been taken, after

failing in his attempts at intimidation, purchased her from John The bride and the bridegroom have plighted their vow: of Luxembourg for ten thousand francs. That she was brought Hark! the bells—they are ringing so merrily now!

to trial as a witch and an agent of the devil, at Rouen, in May, Oh! may the young wife many happy days spend

1431, by the Bishop of Beauvais, on behalf of the Church With her husband, though once—“He was only a friend !" most unjustly condemned, and cruelly burnt.


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The Practical Preacher,

“By gum, Johnny B., if yer don't wake him up wit poke in the ribs now and then, I guess mister public

forget there's such a body in all creation as your hum ADVERTISE! AYE, ADVERTISE ! sarvant! But jest give him a tweak as he goes by-kin

like, so as yer don't rile him—and see, thunder an' light, BY UNCLE SAM.*

wont be pull out the cents! You'll catch him alive, if “ Advertise ! Johnny Bull. Advertise! aye, Advertise! angles for him slick and smooth-like, 'pend on it. Flare Steam-along and go-afore’m-thats bizness! Observe how

well wi' yer 'Advantajus Investmunts,' and yer ‘Raa I'll experiment! Seen a thing or two in this 'ere sublunary univars and you'll be set down for a vary sensible fell

Wonderful Bargins' in all the newses and maggyzeens o' wide warld, I guess, since I was raised! Aint I? Wa-all, never mind, old hit-'em-hard! Hexperience makes fools

detarmined on doing bizness—at a hawful sacrifice ! wise-sometimes! So, yer see, I never says no to a sartin

“There's one thing quite sartin, Johnny: it aint in good thing, Johnny B. Practice is better nor preachin' power o’ mortal man to do without money-filthy lucre, mostways-take my solemn word on it-strike, while the Billy Shakspur says, in the old country. So yer must get iron's hot, old feller! Don't be daunted! If yer makes a

somehow-try bizness-set up as jack-of-all-trades ! tha miss, at it again! There, now: l've made a few specs in

pay, if yer mind how yer wurk it: for the whole world

full of folks that want summut-some want to sell, a my time-good, bad, and hindifferent,-but I calculate that the likeliest venture to haul-in the cents, take it one time

some want to buy-and the only way to please 'em all, a with another-particklary when trade’s at a stagnavation

to coax the cash out of 'em, in a slip-along way, like yer r. is to put in that 'tarnal lucky-bag, the maggazeen!

modal philosopher, is to go-a-head and advertise ! Advertise! Johnny B. Whew! Snaiks and alligators!

Advertising is jest like honesty, Johnny Bull, and won't I. Tarnation good spec, that, aint it? the raal slick

wager a mare to a mawkin that it pays well if you'll o consarn, I guess; right and no mistake. I'll tell you what, foller it up. Jest try it, that's all, stranger, ses I, (for old feller, 'tis of no use for a chap to have his shed full of see I makes it a pint of conscience to heg on my buzz marchandise, if he don't holler it out. You may cram-up

friends and 'quointance,) and if it don't! why, I'm a pu: yer storeshop with hansom' nicknackery, from potatoes and

con-siderable way out o’my reckonin'—that's all. Do pumpkins to salt-fish and bacon—but if yer don't yell like a

yer see, Johnny, that marchants and traders think noth nigger, or screech like a red injian, who on earth will know

of payin' a matter of fifty dollars for a sign with only th yer want to do bizness ? Goods are like gals, jest for all

names on, such as my purtickuliar co-mates and notia the world they are, Johnny, ’xactly so-for when they're feller-cits, Seth Sarveall,' and 'Timothy Trickem," blaz in top-sawyer fashion and nice-lookin' you can't keep 'em

out nate and illigant in silver and blue, and red and yal nohow-customers will have 'em : but let 'em get a leetle

-slick and jam! well, now, old friend, what do you thi bit crinkled, or fly-pecked, or patchy, or grizzly-greasy, and

of having ten thousand signs, with all your trading fix: by jingo-jango you may lay'em all up in lavender-flowers for complete, posted every week all about the country-in 1 keepsakes and memorandums. Aint it sorrowful ?

house and out o'the house, from the parlour to the pigst “Onfortunately, I'm a leetle bit suspicious, Johnny B.

-for less nor fifty cents ? Smart that, aint it, neighbou but it's nateral: so when I sees a store chock-full of goods,

I should rayther guess it is !-bangs Bannaghur anyho and finds as the governor never shows-up his onparralled don't it? That's yer way to make 'em 'walk up! walk u bargains in the’ ‘Trickster,' or the “Take-him-in,' or the

Jest hook 'em in-pur-litely in course, Johnny-entice ? 'Tearaway,' and don't spend a cent in making 'em known, I in, and they'll buy-'specially the gals--purvided yer la ses to myself, ses I, that 'ere chap aint up to the right dodge yer bait well, and captiwate 'em with howdacious bargair for clearin' out; or else I’specs he's a leetle bit narvous,

That's the grand secret, ’pend on it. There now, John and half-afeared to look mister public slap in the face, like

rub your eyes, and see if I don't advertise !" a reg'lar, cute, wide-awake, act-ive, jenial, spry, go-a-head, * As the origin of the appellation "UNCLE SAM” may i knock'em-down, free-country, and hindependent trader!

be generally known, we give the following from “Mrs. Felto “As for myself, Johnny, I always keeps my weather eye

American Life,” which is presumed to be a correct definiti

On the declaration of the war with England in 1812, a ci open, and looks how the cat jumps. What's sarce for the

tractor of the name of Elbert Anderson, visited the city of Tri goose is sarce for the gander, ses I; so I wurks out the on the river Hudson, and purchased a large quantity of be problem, bizness-like, and reckons up the chances o'makin' pork, &c. The Inspectors of Provisions at that place wi plunder, like an old buccaneer. There's a nateral faculty for

Ebenezer and Samuel Wilson—the latter of whom was usua

called “Uncle Sam.” A citizen, casually passing by, notici going for'ards with some folks-specially geni-asses-for

the initials E.A. and U.S. inscribed on the casks, interroga they always does the right thing in the right place, 'xactly! one of the workmen as to their owners and destination, w

Aye, that's yer sort, Johnny B. Get hold of a good with ready assurance, asserted they belonged to the well-kno' ‘Newse,' and clap yer figger-head in it! That 'll do your official, Uncle Sam! It may scarcely be necessary to state t] bizness, I'll warrant yer—and 'specially jam an' slick too.

the workman was not aware of the true meaning of U.S.—1

term United States being then by no means in general u Now what I advises is, jest fiz-up yer steam and shoot right | However, from that time, “ Uncle Sam” has been cordia off to the printin' office like a young skyrocket, and get up received as a familiar designation by the Americans; wh a stunnin' advertisement, head it with summut striking, such “ Brother Jonathan,” is considered to be an offensive epith as 'Hawful Conflaggeration at the Oil-wells !' 'Hawribull –The term “Yankee" is also a very objectionable one; and Haccident on the Squashboy Railway!' or 'Tremendjus

contemptuously applied by the Southern Americans to th

neighbours, the inhabitants of the five New England Stat Rowdyin' with the Niggers!' That'll draw yer customers,

namely, Vermont, Massachusets, New Hampshire, Rh regler crashers, as will clear out your storehouse fore and Island, and Connecticut, who are considered to be models aft in the twinkling of a bull's-eye!

inquisitiveness by their countrymen.

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FROM rustic cottage quaint and rude,

That woodland dell embowers, Amid the peaceful solitude

Of waving grass and flowers,
Soon as the morning's sunny ray

Is beaming bright around,
The humble Gleaner wends away

To lease the stubble-ground.

With glowing cheek—with artless smile,

She gaily trips along,
But lingers at the meadow-stile

To hear the skylark's song:
Till, gazing on the dappled skies,

By hallowed spell she's boundThe Gleaner starts !-then onward hies

To lease the stubble-ground.

Though sultry is the noontide sun

With toil and heat oppressed,
Until the work of day is done,

The Gleaner may not rest;
Yet as the rustling bands she weaves

Which round her corn are wound,
With pride she gazes on the sheaves

That grace the stubble-gronnd. The offering of a grateful heart

Is all she has to give: But those “good yeomen” take her part,

Who let the Gleaner live Whose fields are rich in russet gold,

Whose barns with wealth abound
Who love the sturdy peasant bold

That tills the stubble-ground.
The fragrance of the evening breeze

Fills all the woodland vale;
The tints of Autumn deck the trees,

And sings the nightingale :
The moon is up—her radiant light

Illumes the shades embrowned,
The weary Gleaner joys 'tis night,

And leaves the stubble-ground.
She hies her home: while on her head

The treasured sheaf is borne,
Yet still elastic is her tread

With harvest toil unworn :
No goblin hath the power to scare-

Nor elfin-hunter's hound;
The Gleaner's fearless as she's fair

Although 'tis haunted-ground.
She's passed the church: it groweth late-

The Gleaner's in the lane; Her mother's at the garden-gate

To greet her back again :
Her little sisters' voices clear

Deep in her heart resound :
For these—her household idols dear-

She leased the stubble-ground.
Lord of the Harvest ! oft to thee,

The Gleaner makes her prayer;
Vouchsafe her heavenly guide to be

And have her in thy care :
Till seed-time and till harvest cease

Our cottage-homes surround
With native virtue, health, and peace,

And bless our stubble-ground.

Along the lane—through flowery gladem

By lone sequester'd nook,
Across the stepping-stones she'd laid

To bridge the shallow brook,
With bosom pure as Alpine snows,

With voice of silver sound, The Gleaner carols as she goes

To lease the stubble-ground.

She loiters not-although the path

With briers is tangled o’er;
She thinks upon the household-hearth,

And all its scanty store :
Though stony is the way, perchance,

Her lot in life hath found,
The Gleaner speeds with smiling glance

To lease the stubble-ground.

Lo! from the breezy uplands green,

Where chequer'd sunlight plays, What bright Arcadian harvest scene

Hath met the Gleaner's gaze! The waving wheat-the sickles' gleam

The leasers gathering roundThe reapers blithe—the plodding team

The well-known stubble-ground.

So may we lease Life's stubble-field,

As Christian Gleaners should, And from the sample-grain it yield,

May we select the good : And that “good seed” which most we prize

Which to our trust is givenWe'll sow on earth, that it may rise

And bear its fruit in heaven.

Beneath an oak—with rustic grace

Joy sparkling in her eyesThe Gleaner stays a moment's space,

While heavenward thoughts arise : But soon she's passed the open gate,

And smiling welcome found, For Love doth on her footsteps wait,

Along the stubble-ground.

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In gladsome mood she ranges through

The rich luxuriant fields,
And marks the liberal hands that strew

The tithe that harvest yields :
And while she tends the laden wain,

With golden wheatsheaves crowned, The Gleaner picks the scattered grain,

To lease the stubble-ground.

“Lease,” “I

"Leaser," "Leasing," are the terms generally used in Warwickshire for “Glean,” “Gleaner,” “Gleaning. The word appears to be of Dutch origin (Lesen), according to Bailey, in his Dictionary,—"to pick up, or gather, the scattered ears of corn;" and of Anglo-Saxon (Lesan), as given by Miss E. Baker, in her “Glossary of Northamptonshire Words and Phrases,” 1854. It is also mentioned in "Akerman’s Wiltshire Glossary,” 1842; and “Lewis's Herefordshire Glossary,” 1839. The term seems peculiar to certain counties : perhaps to those who in their dialect retain most prominently the characteristics of Anglo-Saxon origin. “To Glean"-(Glaner), is from the French, as given by Bailey.

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Copyright Dramas.

(Enter Walter Emberic, in the undress uniform of a Na


WALTER.-Good evening father! good evening au

What is the matter-another little skirmish between yo
Why, I have been at home, on leave of absence, six d

only, and you have had at least twenty-four of these lit (The Author's rights reserved.)

skirmishes already. Luckily you fire nothing but bla

cartridge. Nothing concerning me, I hope, this time. I Act 1.-SCENE 1.

have kept the supper waiting, believe me, there is go Characters introduced in the scene. Doctor HERBAL

excuse for my absence. EMBERIC, formerly a Surgeon in the Navy, and now a small

EMBERIC.-Nothing serious, I trust.

There are landed proprietor. LIEUTENANT WALTER EMBERIC, his son.

characters abroad. Our roads are dangerous.
MRS. DEBORAH GRONDEWS, a widow, and the sister of Doctor

MRS. GRONDEWS.- Walter is so venturous, I am in
Emberic. Peggy, a domestic at Doctor Emberic's, partial to
Harry, and fond of singing.

constant fever of anxiety if he is out after sunset.
(4 dining-room discovered in an ancient mansion, presenting and gipsies. This evening I have been doing only my du

WALTER.-Oh! there is but little to fear from smuggle evidence of age and decay; the walls lined with dark mahogany, with cupboards serving for sideboards contrived

to the crown. Returning home by the beach, it being | in the wainscot. The appearance of the place conveys the water, for three miles I could not see a single Coastguard

that appeared suspicious; and passing through the villa idea of parsimony or poverty. Antique chairs, with a long table prepared for supper. A single lamp burning. Mrs.

I saw at the alehouse there, a dozen of the “preventive Grondews, in the costume of byegone days, is taking plates drinking with ill-favoured strangers. So I dispatched out of a cupboard. Doctor Emberic enters with a bundle trusty messenger to the officer at the harbour with of medical herbs in his left hand, and a silver-mounted

report. I saw also a suspicious-looking vessel, about stick in his right. He appears annoyed and vexed.)

league from land, tacking on and off the shore-she too

be looked after by the Custom House sloop. EMBERIC.-(Striking the floor with his stick.)-What is the

(Mrs. Grondews goes out, and returns, in preparation meaning of this, sister ? Supper not ready yet? I come back tired and find nothing to eat! If this is owing to

the supper. Emberic exhibits signs of emotion). Peggy, I'll dismiss her and stop her wages. (He places the

EMBERIC.-Confusion ! What could induce you herbs on the table.)

meddle? These matters do not concern you. Some e Mrs. GRONDEWS.—You are full of ill-temper to night,

will happen; and if the Captain should discover that y brother. Which of these nasty herbs have you trod upon,

have interferedthat you return in such a bad humour ? You might put WALTER.-The Captain! Whom are you speaking them somewhere else than on the table-cloth, I think!

father? The nasty poisonous things.

EMBERIC.-Well, know then-but we will talk of t EMBERIC. — Nasty poisonous things, indeed! These after supper. Here is Peggy with the dishes. medical plants that I have gathered with so much pains and (Enter Peggy with a tray. She arranges the dishes on trouble, to make infusions for the sick poor who cannot table.) afford to pay me for drugs that cost money! Am I not Peggy.-(Sings.) obliged to take payment for my bills in cyder, in vegetables,

If Harry should ask me to dance on the green, or corn, or butter, or poultry? Has not the Widow Jones

I'll answer him “No!" which will tease him, I ween; brought us a dozen eggs weekly for the last three months ? But if he be pressing, and beg—with a kiss, And my charge not balanced yet.

I'll modestly answer him—“Yes, Harry yes!” MRS. GRONDEWS.–And never will be, so long as she has Should he venture so far as to ask me to wed, chickens fit for roasting, or hens to lay eggs.

I'll blush, twirl my ribbons, and hang down my head, EMBERIC.-Well! can I help it? The natives are so

Now pleas’d—and now angry-affect to dismiss,

Yet wheedle him back, with a—“Yes, Harry yes!” obstinate that they will not be ill; and so poor and stingy, that they send for me only in extreme cases, and then I do

WALTER.-(Applauding.)—Bravo, Peggy! Lively as ev get the best of them. Did not I cure the poacher of the MRS. GRONDEWS.-And careless as ever! It was o rheumatism on his promise to provide us with hares and this morning she let the catrabbits, and have not I set the woodcutter's broken leg, WALTER.-Out of the bag, aunt? Did she tell you 1 merely for firewood during the next three winters ?

name of her sweetheart? MRS. GRONDEWS.—What did you get for curing the MRS. GRONDEWS.-Sweetheart, indeed! I would I smuggling sailor who was shot by the Custom House Officers

to catch one here; that's all!
eight months ago ?

WALTER.-(Aside.)-No doubt you would !
EMBERIC.-Why only one case of French brandy, but-

PEGGY.-And so would l. But that is not all. (Sings hush!-I expect another shortly.

And then should he ask me—“What day shall it be?”. MRS. GRONDEWS.-You'll burn your fingers with these

I'll answer quite carelessly—“Any for me!” smugglers some day—besides, what would your son Walter

Yet trusting my coyness no farther than thisthink, and he a Lieutenant in the Royal Navy too ?

The first day he mentions—“Oh! yes, Harry, yes!”[E. EMBERIC.-You are always grumbling, and eternally

(During the singing, Emberic, Mrs. Grondews, and Wal chattering. You'll put me in a passion presently. Hark! are seated at the supper table.) I hear Walter.

(To be continued.)

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Song, with Pianoforte Accompaniment and Chorus for Three Voices. By W. READER, Author of "The Ruins of Kenilworth,” &c. Sung by professional Vocalists at the Grecian, Britannia, and other Theatres—Albion Hall, Myddelton Hall, &c. Commended by Viscount Ranelagh, Lord Elcho, and other Volunteer Officers. London: J. SHEPHERD, 98, Newgate Street. Price 2s.

OF HISTORICAL and TRADITIONAL: with voluminous Notes. By W. READER, Author of “ British Rifle Songs,” &c. Cloth, gilt edges, price 3s. 6d., with Ground-Plan, and Views of the Ruins and of the Castle in its perfect state in 1620. Dedicated by permission to the Right Hon. the Earl of Clarendon, K.G. “A capital Chronicle of Kenilworth.”Birmingham Journal. " Intrinsic merit: talent and research.”—Coventry Standard. “Popularity is undoubtedly its due.”—Gentleman's Magazine. London : HOULSTON and WRIGHT, 65, Paternoster Row.



London: Printed and Published by William Reader, at “ The Alma Printing Office,” 16, Alma Street, Hoxton, N.

January, 1864.

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