famous gallery. When in London,
his companion was Von Martins, the eminent Brazilian traveller and
naturalist.

* * * * *

GUSTAVE SCHWAB, one of the most popular poets of Germany, died at
Stuttgart on the 4th of November, aged fifty-eight. Schwab was the
friend of Uhland. His death was very sudden. On the morning of the day
on which he was summoned, he had entertained a party of his friends at
breakfast, and read to them passages of a translation into German verse,
which he was making of the poetical works of M. de Lamartine.

Spirit of the English Annuals.

NEW TALES BY THACKERAY, BULWER, MRS. HALL, &c.

The holiday souvenirs for the present season are less numerous in
England, as in this country, than in some previous years; but the
_Keepsake_, edited formerly by Lady Blessington, and now by her niece,
Miss Power, is among the few favorite annuals that are continued, and it
is as good as in its best days. We quote several of its chief
attractions, and first

VOLTIGUER:

BY THE AUTHOR OF THE "HISTORY OF PENDENNIS."

There arose out of the last Epsom races a little family perplexity,
whereon the owner of Voltiguer little speculated: and as out of this
apparently trivial circumstance a profound and useful moral may be
drawn, to be applied by the polite reader; and as Epsom Races will
infallibly happen next year, and, I dare say, for many succeeding
generations; perhaps the moral which this brief story points had better
be printed upon Dorling's next "Correct Card," as a warning to future
patrons and patronesses of the turf.

This moral, then--this text of our sermon, is, NEVER----but we will keep
the moral, if you please, for the end of the fable.

It happened, then, that among the parties who were collected on the Hill
to see the race, the carriage of a gentleman, whom we shall call Sir
Joseph Raikes, occupied a commanding position, and attracted a great
deal of attention amongst the gentlemen sportsmen. Those bucks upon the
ground who were not acquainted with the fair occupant of that
carriage--as indeed, how should many thousands of them be?--some being
shabby bucks; some being vulgar bucks; some being hot and unpleasant
bucks, smoking bad cigars, and only staring into Lady Raikes's carriage
by that right which allows one Briton to look at another Briton, and a
cat to look at a king;--of those bucks, I say, who, not knowing Lady
Raikes, yet came and looked at her,