After Miss Fanshawe's death, in 1834, her friend, the Rev. William Harness, printed for private circulation a small collection of her poems, expressing his wish "that some enduring memorial may exist of one who, in her varied accomplishments, her acute perception of the beautiful, her playful fancy, her charming conversation, her gentle and retiring manners, her lively sympathy with the sorrows and joys of others, and above all, her simple piety, was so cherished a member of a society, not very extended but intimately united by a common love of literature, and art, and science, which existed in London at the close of the last and the opening of the present century, and which, perhaps, taken for all in all, has never been surpassed." In 1876, Mr. Basil Montagu Pickering issued "The Literary Remains of Catherine Maria Fanshawe," with notes by the Rev. William Harness. Doubtless his admiration of the productions of the author prompted him to publish the volume. Only two hundred and fifty copies were printed. Mr. Pickering is entitled to the gratitude of lovers of choice poetry for publishing the charming volume. A Popular Song Writer: Mrs. John Hunter. The name of Mrs. John Hunter stands high on the roll of English song writers. She is one of the most gifted women in her particular literary field Hull has produced, and it is most remarkable that she is not noticed in any local work devoted to history or biography. Her maiden name was Anne Home, and she was the eldest daughter of Robert Home, of Greenlaw, Berwickshire, surgeon of Burgoyne's Regiment of Light Horse, and subsequently a physician in Savoy. He greatly displeased his parents by marrying at an early age, and on this account they declined to assist him in the outset of his professional career. He proceeded to Hull, and practised as a surgeon. In the year 1742, Anne, his eldest daughter, was born. She received a liberal education, and at an early age displayed considerable poetical gifts. Her early work found its way into the periodicals, and in one entitled the _Lark_, published at Edinburgh, at the age of twenty-three years, she contributed her well-known song, "The Flowers of the Forest," and a song we quote as a specimen of her style:-- "Adieu, ye streams that smoothly glide Through mazy windings o'er the plain; I'll in some lonely cave reside, And ever mourn my faithful swain. Flower of the forest was my love, Soft as the sighing summer's gale; Gentle and constant as the dove, Blooming as roses in the vale. Alas! by Tweed my love did stray, For me he searched the banks around; But, ah! the sad and fatal day, My love, the pride of swains, was drown'd. Now droops the willow o'er the stream; Pale stalks his ghost in yonder grove; Dire fancy paints him in my dream; Awake I mourn my hopeless love."