interest, or, at the depositor’s option, invest it in the funds free of charge. THE SUMMER SABBATH. The woods my Church, to-day—my preacher boughs, Whispering high homilies through leafy lips; And worshippers, in every bee that sips Sweet cordial from the tiniest flower, that grows ’Mid the young grass, and, in each bird, that dips Light pinions in the sunshine as it throws Gold showers upon green trees. All things around Are full of Prayer! The very blush which tips Yon snowy cloud, is bright with adoration! The grass breathes incense forth, and all the ground Is a wide altar; while the stillest sound Is vibrating with praise. No profanation Reaches the thoughts, while thus to ears and eyes Nature her music and her prayer supplies! NEWSPAPER ANTECEDENTS. Those in whom the appetite for news on which we have already commented is very strong, must wonder how our forefathers existed without newspapers; for so it happened that the lieges of these realms did get on very well without them up to the days of the first of the Stuarts. But although they had no printed newspapers, they could not and did not do without news; conveyed orally in the form of gossip, or by means of manuscript intelligencers. Friendly communications containing the gossip of the town for the enlightenment of cousins in the country are as old as pen and ink, and much older than paper; for many, still extant in the British Museum, were written on vellum. By-and-bye, the writing of such letters became a profession, and every country family of pretension could boast of “our own correspondent.” These writers were generally disbanded military officers, younger sons very much “about town,” and, not unfrequently, clergymen. Shirley in his “Love Tricks” draws the portrait of one of these antecedents of the present race of Editors. “_Easparo._ I tell you, Sir, I have known a gentleman that has spent the best part of a thousand pounds while he was prentice to the trade in Holland, and out of three sheets of paper, which was his whole stock, (the pen and ink-horn he borrowed,) he set up shop, and spent a hundred pounds a year. It has been a great profession. Marry, most commonly they are soldiers; a peace concluded is a great plague upon them, and if the wars hold we shall have store of them. Oh, they are men worthy of commendation. They speak in print. “_Antonio._ Are they soldiers?