The publishers of these volumes have rarely issued a book more intrinsically valuable than the present. It is a work of immense research and labor, undertaken by a German Professor of Theology, and indicating vast erudition. The translation by Dr. Davidson is a faithful reflection of the original, even to the extent of preserving Gieseler’s rather inelegant though condensed style of writing. The advantage of the work to students consists in its stating results only in the text, and reserving the notes for authorities and processes. It is a text book, not an elaborate history like Neander’s, and as such it has obtained great reputation for impartiality and ability. The American translator has availed himself of the latest German edition, and his version is accordingly the most valuable which has been made on either side of the Atlantic. * * * * * _The Classic French Reader. New York: D. Appleton & Co. 1 vol. 12mo._ This is another of Appleton & Co.’s admirable series of educational books. It consists of selections from the French classical writers for the last two centuries, with a vocabulary of all the words and idioms contained in the work. It is edited by Professor Jewett, the American editor of Ollendorff, and cannot fail to render important assistance to all engaged in the study of French. * * * * * [Illustration: Anaïs Toudouze LE FOLLET PARIS, Boulevart S^{t.} Martin, 61. _Robes de Mme._ Domicile _r. de Seine S^{t.} Germain, 49—Chapeaux de_ Maurice Beauvais _r. Richelieu_ _Ombrelle_ Cazal _b^{t.} des Italiens, 23—Mouchoirs de_ Chapron et Dubois _r. de la Paix, 7—Essences de Guerlain r. de la Paix, 11_ _Chaussures de_ H. Hoffmann _r. de la Paix, 8—Fermoir de Gants pass. Delorme, 20_. Graham’s Magazine.] * * * * * OH, LET THY LOCKS UNBRAIDED FALL. WRITTEN BY JOHN W. WATSON. ESQ. MUSIC COMPOSED FOR “GRAHAM’S MAGAZINE,” BY JOHN A. JANKE, JR., Professor of Music. [Illustration] Oh! let thy locks unbraided fall, To-night no gems must check their flow, And I will pledge thee for the ball. What hearts will bend in homage low, Yes, [Illustration] lower far than though they held The fabled wealth of Indies’ main Or were Golconda’s mines compelled To yield their brilliant train—— Thus did they fall when first I saw What since has made me dream by day, And thus when I in triumph bore That one loved, straggling tress away. Then do not bind with gems or gold, Its dark, voluptuous, rolling swell, But let those folds lie uncontrolled I’ve learned to love so well. * * * * * Transcriber’s Notes: