ife, that,
after reciting the Psalms at proper seasons, through the greatest part
of it, no more should be known of their true meaning and application,
than when the Psalter was first taken in hand in school?--_Bishop
Horne._

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The most northern library in the world is that of Reikiarik, the capital
of Iceland, containing about 3,600 volumes. That of the Faro Islands has
been recently considerably augmented. Another is establishing at
Eskefiorden, in the north of Iceland.--_Foreign Q. Rev._

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FRENCH-ENGLISH.

All recent works of fiction exhibit the deplorable corruption of the
vernacular English. You cannot open a novel or book of travels printed
within the present year without stumbling on French or Italian words,
and so frequent is their occurrence, that they are often printed in the
same type as the rest of the page, not in italic, as of old. In short,
some of the authors of the present day seem to have "worn their language
to rags, and patched it up with scraps and ends of foreign." This, in
great measure proceeds from "some far-journeyed gentlemen, who, at their
return home, powder their talk with over-sea language. He that cometh
lately out of France, will talk French-English, and never blush at the
matter."

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DEBAUCHERIES OF PARIS.

We see daily instances giving us cause to lament protracted residence
abroad, and also the haunts of incessant transit across the channel,
which makes our young men more familiar with the passages, arcades, and
cafes of the Palais Royal, than with the streets of our own metropolis.
We have seen many who could name each single quay along the borders of
the Seine; but who were totally ignorant of those great works of art,
the bridges, docks, and warehouses of their native Thames, otherwise
than as they were hurried past them in the Calais steam-boat.

_Quarterly Review_.

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We have been somewhat amused with the oddity of a few similes in the
article in Phillips's _State Trials_, in the last No. of the _Edinburgh
Review_. Thus an ordinary reader would lose his way in _Howell's State
Trials_, at the second page, "from the number of volumes, smallness of
print, &c." "A Londoner might as well take a morning walk through an
Illinois prairie, or dash into a back-settlement forest, without a
woodman's aid." Mr.