LIPPINCOTT'S MAGAZINE OF _POPULAR LITERATURE AND SCIENCE_. Vol. XII, No. 33. DECEMBER, 1873. TABLE OF CONTENTS THE NEW HYPERION [Illustrated] By EDWARD STRAHAN. VI.--Shall Auld Acquaintance Be Forgot? AUTUMN LEAVES. By W. SKETCHES OF EASTERN TRAVEL [Illustrated] By FANNIE R. FEUDGE. III.--Bangkok. LIFE AT THE NATIONAL CAPITAL. A DAY'S SPORT IN EAST FLORIDA By S.C. CLARKE. THE LIVELIES By SARAH WINTER KELLOGG. In Two Parts--II. HISTORY OF THE CRISIS By K. CORNWALLIS. SAINT MARTIN'S TEMPTATION by MARGARET J. PRESTON. THE LONG FELLOW OF TI By J.T. McKAY. THE PROBLEM By CHARLOTTE F. BATES. MONACO By R. DAVEY. A PRINCESS OF THULE By WILLIAM BLACK. Chapter XXII--"Like Hadrianus And Augustus." Chapter XXIII--In Exile. Chapter XXIV--"Hame Fain Would I Be." OUR MONTHLY GOSSIP Mr. E. Lytton Bulwer By L. GAYLORD CLARK. Salvini's Othello By A.F. A Letter From New York By MARGARET CLAYSON. NOTES. LITERATURE OF THE DAY. Books Received. ILLUSTRATIONS THE REGISTER. A VIRTUOSO. DELIGHTS OF THE VERLOBTEN. THE CHURCHYARD LOVER. ON THE FIRST STEP. THE LEGAL PROFESSION AND PROFESSION OF FRIENDSHIP. EFFUSION. SELF-CONTROL. LOSING TIME GRAND DUKE'S PALACE, BADEN. THE WOOD-PATH. SCENE OF MATTHISSON'S POEM IMITATING GRAY'S "ELEGY." "WINE OR BEER!" ENTRANCE TO THE ALT-SCHLOSS. "KELLNER!" TYROLEAN. THE KING OF SIAM RETURNING TO HIS PALACE. ELEPHANT ARMED FOR WAR. THE GREAT GILDED BOODDH. FUNERAL PILE FOR THE SECOND KING. SEVENTY-SECOND CHILD OF THE KING OF SIAM. ENTRANCE TO THE ROYAL HAREM. THE NEW HYPERION. FROM PARIS TO MARLY BY WAY OF THE RHINE. VI.--SHALL AULD ACQUAINTANCE BE FORGOT? My first dinner in the avenue of Ettlingen followed upon the twelve-barreled bath, but was far from being so glacial a, refreshment. As I descended, quite pink and glowing, I found eight or ten individuals in the dining-room. They were French and Belgians, and exchanged a lively conversation in half a dozen provincial accents. The servants too talked French in levying on the cook for provisions: for this, as I have since learned, the domestics of my snug little boarding-house were deemed somewhat pretentious by the serving-people of the vicinity, who considered the tongue of Paris a sort of court language, for circulation among aristocrats only, and supposed that even in France the hired folk all talked German. My reception at the cheerful board was as cordial as possible. [Illustration: THE REGISTER.]