A costly kind of stone-breaking, this, for Italian parishes to set paupers on! Are there not rocks enough of Apennine, think you, they could break down instead? For truly, the God of their Fathers, and of their land, would rather see them mar His own work, than his children's. Believe me, faithfully yours, JOHN RUSKIN. NOTES AND CORRESPONDENCE. Norwood, S.E. June 5th. Dear Mr. Ruskin, Will you allow me to inform you that the utterance which you attribute to me, on the 12th page of this month's Fors Clavigera, is quite wrongly assigned. It is impossible that you should at any time have heard me say from my pulpit what you ascribe to me. Simply because I never said it, and could not--not at all believing it. I can only account for your misrepresentation by supposing that during my absence from home, from February until the end of June, in the year 1870, or again in July and August of last year, you may have mistaken for me--some other person--doing duty in my stead. Of course it is of no consequence to the readers of Fors Clavigera what "the Rev. Mr. Tipple" says or does not say; but you will understand that to "the Rev. Mr. Tipple" himself, it is of consequence--to be exhibited in its pages--with words on his lips which are wholly at variance with what he believes, and is engaged in trying to teach. Will you be kind enough, therefore, to correct the error into which you have fallen in your next number? I am yours truly, S. A. Tipple.