The laureate had his wish; for in duty, he was bound to say, that worthier strains than his bore inscribed the name of Caroline connected with his own--and, moreover, she was something more than a dear friend and sister poetess. "The laureate," observes a writer in _Fraser's Magazine_, "is a fortunate man; his queen supplies him with _butts_ (alluding to the laureateship), and his lady with Bowls: then may his cup of good fortune be overflowing." * * * * * DEVOTION TO SCIENCE. M. Agassiz, the celebrated palæontologist, is known to have relinquished pursuits from which he might have been in the receipt of a considerable income, and all for the sake of science. Dr. Buckland knew him, when engaged in this arduous career, with the revenue of only 100_l._: and of this he paid fifty pounds to artists for drawings, thirty pounds for books, and lived himself on the remaining twenty pounds a year! Thus did he raise himself to an elevated European rank; and, in his abode, _au troisième_, was the companion and friend of princes, ambassadors, and men of the highest rank and talent of every country. * * * * * DISADVANTAGEOUS CORRECTION. Lord North had little reason to congratulate himself when he ventured on an interruption with Burke. In a debate on some economical question, Burke was guilty of a false quantity--"_Magnum vect[)i]gal est parsimonia._" "_Vect[=i]gal_," said the minister, in an audible under-tone. "I thank the noble lord for his correction," resumed the orator, "since it gives me the opportunity of repeating the inestimable adage--"_Magnum vect[=i]gal est parsimonia._" (Parsimony is a great revenue.) * * * * * PATRONAGE OF LITERATURE. When Victor Hugo was an aspirant for the honours of the French Academy, and called on M. Royer Collard to ask his vote, the sturdy veteran professed entire ignorance of his name. "I am the author of _Notre Dame de Paris_, _Les Derniers Jours d'un Condamné_, _Bug-Jargal_, _Marian Delorme_, &c." "I never heard of any of them," said Collard. "Will you do me the honour of accepting a copy of my works?" said Victor Hugo. "I never read new books," was the cutting reply. * * * * * DR. JOHNSON'S WIGS. Dr. Johnson's wigs were in general very shabby, and their fore-parts were burned away by the near approach of the candle, which his short-sightedness rendered necessary in reading. At Streatham, Mr. Thrale's butler always had a wig ready; and as Johnson passed from the drawing-room, when dinner was announced, the servant would remove the ordinary wig, and replace it with the newer one; and this ludicrous ceremony was performed every day.--_Croker._ * * * * * SHERIDAN'S "PIZARRO."