It will, perhaps, however, give a better idea of it to analyse the contents of the number for July 31st, 1850, now before us. The first column, and two-thirds of the second, is devoted to intelligence connected with Austria and the provinces; all short paragraphs, most of them of only three or four lines. Their matter concerns the movements of persons of note, and such military and civil appointments, promotions, and retirements, as are likely to be of general interest. If they touch upon any other news, the bare fact is related without comment of any kind. In the next column, Foreign news—including the exciting intelligence from Schleswig Holstein—are disposed of in a dozen paragraphs, containing, however, quite as much as it is necessary to know to be on equal terms with one’s friends after dinner. Then come the domestic _on dits_ of Vienna with the current topics of conversation and a spice or two of scandal; by no means to be imitated here, or anywhere else. Births, deaths, marriages, accidents and offences, follow. All this is, however, merely the prelude. The rise and fall of nations, the mere change of a dynasty, or the details of an earthquake, are but accessories to the grand aim, end, and purpose of the Fremden Blatt’s existence. As Sarah Battle relaxed from the serious business of whist, to unbend over a book, so the editor of the Strangers’ Leaf dallies with the great globe itself and its most terrific catastrophes to recreate the minds of his readers previous to the study of—“arrivals and departures.” Upon these the editor fastens all his care—all his genius. They are alphabetically arranged with great precision. They are his leading article. Should a mistake occur in geography, or should he be a few thousands out in his statistics, it is nothing; but the accidental mis-spelling of a title of ten syllables; if he happen to leave out a “z” in the name of Count Sczorowszantzski; he inserts, next morning, an apologetic “erratum” of great length.