It is difficult to say whose heart was most filled with joy on this eventful day. Lady Matilda, now happily married to Lord Merilands of the Guards, and the lovely Lady Mary Rosely, (shortly to be united to the young Earl of Gallowdale,) were pleased at the happiness of their friends; and certainly no prayer seemed to be more likely to receive its accomplishment than that which was poured forth, amidst the ringing of bells and the pealing of cannon, for the health and prosperity of Lord and Lady Berville. Jack Stuart sat, with his eyes turned up to the ceiling, as if he were listening to the music of the spheres. "The best novel I have ever read!" he exclaimed; "and now, all I have got to do is to get it copied fairly out, dedicate it to Lord William Lennox or Mr Henry Bulwer, and get my five or six hundred guineas. It is a capital thing to lose on the Derby; for unless I had been drawn for the hundred and fifty, I don't think the dovetail novel would ever have come into my head." * * * * * INSCRIPTION ON THE FOUNDATION STONE OF THE NEW DINING-HALL, &c., NOW ERECTING FOR THE HON. SOCIETY OF LINCOLN'S INN. Stet lapis arboribus nudo defixus in horto Fundamen pulchræ tempus in omne domûs. Aula vetus lites legumque ænigmata servet, Ipsa nova exorior nobilitanda coquo. FREE TRANSLATION. No more look For shady nook, Poor perspiring stranger! Trees for bricks Cut their sticks, Lo! our _salle-à-manager!_ Yon old hall, For suit and brawl, Still be famed in story; This must look To the cook For its only glory! O.O. * * * * * SCROPE ON SALMON FISHING. _Days and Nights of Salmon Fishing in the Tweed_. By WILLIAM SCROPE, Esq., F.L.S. 1 vol. royal 8vo. London, 1843.