The fact is, we have been thinking of it, for—the last thirteen years—but every month we have to get up a very beautiful woman for the Magazine, and we are always head over ears in love with a new feature. Some of these times we shall settle down quietly and be “a love of a husband”—see if we don’t! * * * * * “We think that Godey will have to acknowledge himself beaten this month by Graham; but we wish to ask Graham two questions, and hope he will answer truthfully. The first is, if he is a married man: the second, who engraved the ‘Jolly Good Fellows?’”—_Southern Argus, Houston, Miss._ Godey says his “Book” is a “_peculiar_ Magazine in all respects—containing matter that does not appear in other magazines, and all other matters that do.” So you see, friend Argus, that he dodges the question, which is what we never did. Devereux engraved the “Jolly Good Fellows.” As to being married—that is another question! * * * * * Our friend Duval, of “The Phœnix,” Camden, Ala., throws up his cap and hurras for Graham, and says we are “ahead of all cotemporaries, and understand our business.” It is very evident from the following from the Phœnix, that the _merchants_ of that place do _not_. “Persons at a distance, looking over the columns of our Camden papers might very reasonably come to the conclusion that we have no merchants or business men in Camden. Well, that is pretty near the truth—we have none who _fully_ understand their _business_, or they would more frequently make use of the columns of their village papers, to inform the country people that they _want_ their patronage. Our merchants seem to think that all their customers are in town, and _see_ the arrival of their new goods, never thinking, perhaps, that their country customers wait to hear the news.” How any man, who has a desire to do business, can overlook the manifest advantage of letting people _know_ he has goods to sell, is a marvel—and that large wholesale dealers in our Atlantic cities should overlook the advantage of advertising in the distant papers of business towns, is to be set down as a piece of stupidity only equaled by the tortoise, which shuts its shell that it may not be seen. _Wherever your customers are likely to come from—there should be your advertising cards._ * * * * * HOUR OF FOND DELIGHT. [Illustration: Hour of Fond Delight.] COMPOSED BY ALEXANDER LEE. Presented by LEE & WALKER, 188 Chestnut Street, Philadelphia. [Illustration: musical score] [Illustration: musical score] What an hour is this, Joy and love o’erflowing, Ev’ry sense of bliss, O’er our feelings throwing; Thy sweet image, love, Round my heart is twining, Brightly from above, The silver moon is shining: