"DAISY'S NECKLACE" is nearly ready. The following advertisement, which I cut from "The Evening Looking Glass" of last Thursday, illustrates the manner in which "my publishers," Messrs. Printem & Sellem, make their literary announcements: "_We have in Press, and shall publish in the course of a few days, a New Work of rare merit, entitled_-- DAISY'S NECKLACE, And what came of it. A THRILLING NOVEL, SURPASING, in pathos and quiet satire, the most felicitous efforts of Dickens!! PRINTEM & SELLEM, _Publishers_." That was rather modest and pleasant; but it is pleasanter than all to have an early copy of your book placed on the breakfast-table, unexpectedly, some sunshiny morning--to behold, for the first time, the darling of your meditation in a suit of embossed muslin. How your heart turns over--if you are not used to the thing. How you make pauses between your coffee and muffins, to admire the clear typography, the luxurious paper, the gold letters on the back! Messrs. Printem & Sellem sent me two out-of-town papers, containing notices of "DAISY." These notices were solicited by advance copies of the work, for the purpose of being used in the publication advertisement. It is curious to remark how great minds will differ. [_From the Blundertown Journal._] "NEW PUBLICATIONS. "DAISY'S NECKLACE, AND WHAT CAME OF IT. _New-York: Printem and Sellem._ THIS production is an emanation from the culminating mind of glorious genius! Nothing like it has been produced in this century. It possesses all the fine elements of Dickens' novels, without any of their numerous defects. Its scope, its pathos, and wit, is[B] beyond all praise. Our Britannic brethren will no longer ask, 'Who reads an American book?' For we can reply, 'The World!' "We learn, from good authority, that the publishers have received orders for twenty thousand copies of the work, in advance of its publication. We have no doubt of it; for 'Daisy's Necklace' will shed new lustre on the name of American Literature! Envious authors will abuse the work. As the immortal Goethe says, '_De gustibus non est disputandum!_' Our rush of advertisements prevents us from making voluminous extracts from the novel; this, however, would be useless, as _everybody_ will read it for _themselves_. "Orders addressed to HIGGINS & CO., of this town, will be promptly filled." I should take the editor of the "Blundertown Journal" to be a man of cultured taste, appreciative and discriminating. The second review was not quite so "favorable," and can scarcely be called "a first-rate notice." [_From the Frogpond Gazette._]