Some of Godman’s best articles have enriched and will continue to enrich _our_ pages, and as he has started manfully, in competition with Northern periodicals, Graham says—to his friends—_Stand by your banner,_ _boys!_—let there be a brotherhood in letters at least, and let us leave the quarreling to ambitious politicians. So, Godman! Graham wishes you “God speed,” and 100,000 subscribers! Any fellow who cannot respond to the sentiment—whether he lives north or south of the Potomac—had better button his soul in his vest pocket carefully, or he will not be able to find it, when it is called for. * * * * * [Illustration: An Experienced Shot.—You’re a pretty dog!—now aint you? See what you’ve gun-un done?] * * * * * Mr. Thos. Bristow, the Writing-Master, has finished and intends to present a very fine _fac simile_ letter of Washington’s Farewell Address to the United States Government. The whole design and execution is such as to reflect the highest credit upon Mr. Bristow as a teacher of “the Chirographic art.” * * * * * [Illustration: Fashions.—“_Three full-length Figures._”] Determined not to be outdone in generosity, and to meet the views of the critics fully, we _present_ “the latest styles” as reported by Mrs. Bloomer “expressly” for her own paper—and give you Dodworth’s “dancing style” as we find them reported in “The Clerk’s Journal.” Our Paris Fashions cost us $945 per month, for designing, engraving, printing and coloring the edition of Graham’s Magazine, and many sage and sapient critics said they liked “the wood-cut style.” Well, now you have got them—how do you like them? They cost the almost unmentionable sum of $2, but are as good as the biggest. It may be as well to mention, by way of _description_, that the Bloomer is going to church—as soon as she can get off from this dancing-party. * * * * * [Illustration: a vine covered cottage with song title and composer in fancy script] “Oh Share My Cottage.” COMPOSED BY R. C. SHRIVAL. Published by permission of F. D. BENTEEN & Co., No. 181 Baltimore Street, Baltimore. [Illustration: Musical Score] Oh, share my cottage, gentle maid, It only waits for thee, To [Illustration: Musical Score] give a sweetness to its shade, And happiness, happiness to me, Here from the splendid gay parade, Of noise and folly free, No sorrows can my peace invade, If only blest with thee. Then share my cottage, gentle maid, It only waits for thee, To give a sweetness to its shade, And happiness, happiness to me. SECOND VERSE.