"The evening star went flicker--flick-- Over the bedroom candlestick; And round its silver radiance shed To light the sleepy moon to bed." "I'VE DONE I DOFF MY RIDING GEAR, "AND ORDER PEGASUS--HIS BEER."--_Page 72._ Baierische Bier is infinitely superior to any Hippocrene. But no drink in the world can hold a candle to genuine "Wienische Bier," as it comes cool drawn from the cellar. The Romans knew not beer, and so had to put up with "Falernian," or even the "vile Coecubum." I say put up, for the wine that now goes by the name of Falernian is detestable. I suppose, however, that two thousand years ago it was far more carefully made, as I trust it may again be in "Italia Unita." The Romans, knew not beer, but the Greeks had tasted it, though brewed by the hands of barbarians. In Xenophon's Retreat of the Ten Thousand we are told that they came upon a race of people from whom they got [Greek: Hek krithôn methu.] Let us then leave Pegasus to enjoy his drink of barley wine, though like Baron Munchausen's famous steed, he hath not the wherewithal to stow away his beer. My dear old Peggy, alluded to in the first of this series of notes, and therefore the fittest subject for a wind up, was, when hard worked, very fond of a quart of good ale, with half a quartern loaf broken into it; she would drink up the ale at a draught, then quickly munch the sop, and start with fresh vigour for another ten-mile trot. CORRIGENDA. The reader is asked to excuse the following errors, excusable--as for the sake of having its original wood blocks, the work, with the exception of the notes, was printed abroad. Page 6, for _'ts_ read _t'is_. Page 35 should be-- "But every sweet-toothed school-boy knows, He can't eat honey with his toes." Page 36, for _hinder's_ read _hinders_. Page 70, for _Ap le Tree_ read _Apple Tree_. PHILLIPSON AND GOLDER, PRINTERS, CHESTER.