Evening red and morning grey Makes _me_ by the fireside stay. Evening grey and morning red Finds _me_ tucked up all day in bed! * * * * * CURIOUS BUT TRUE.--So particular are the Worshipful Company of Fishmongers to have everything in order, that they have this year elected as Prime Warden a fine SALMON (ROBERT H.). * * * * * OUR BOOKING-OFFICE. "With the New Year," says a Baronite, "there is a great desire to turn over a new leaf." Such intentions are easily satisfied by the _Back-Loop Pocket Diaries_, where leaves for this purpose are plentifully supplied by JOHN WALKER & CO. Likewise DE LA RUE & CO. offer Diaries and Memorandum Books in every size and form, and this year they have a patent clip to keep the leaf down. Ought to be advertised as "clipping!" The Baron's Baronites look into a box of Christmas books and find, first--_Westward with Columbus_. By GORDON STABLES, M.D.C.M. Graphic account. "STABLES must have been in excellent form when writing this," observes a Baronite; "evidently he was not Livery Stables."--_Wreck of the Golden Fleece._ By ROBERT LEIGHTON. A capital sea story, plenty of rocks and wrecks, hardships and plague-ships, and all sorts of wonderful adventures.--_The White Conquerors of Mexico_, by KIRK MUNROE, tells how CORTES and his Spaniards, being white, did MONTEZUMA and his Aztic natives brown.--_With the Sea Kings._ F. H. WINDER. The youthful amateur salt will find everything here to satisfy all his cravings and _See-kings_. "_Winder_ has taken great _panes_ with this," says Baronitess. "My clients," quoth the Baron, "will do well to read BARING-GOULD'S cheap _Jack Zita_." Fascinating book by reason of its picturesque effects and its description of life in the Fens at the commencement of the present century. "I wonder," muses the Baron, "whether any of my readers, being Cantabs, will call to mind how some thirty-five years ago the names of those eminent amateur pugilists J-CK SH-FF-LD, F-RG-SS-N D-V-E, L-NN-X C-NN-NGH-M, and others were associated with life in the Fens as it existed at that time, and how these pupils of NAT LANGHAM'S now and again disputed the championship of a certain Fen Tavern, won it, and for a time held it? Some undergraduates were hand and glove with the Fenners--not the cricket-ground, so styled, but the dwellers in Fen-land; and on occasion they were hand to hand without the 'glove.'" Why this question? "Because," says the Baron, "one of the scenes so graphically described in the chapter, headed 'Burnt Hats,' might have been witnessed at the time I have referred to by any undergraduate sufficiently venturesome to accompany those fisticuffers." As for the plot, well, 'tis a good plot, and has always been a good plot, and "twill serve, 'twill serve." But it is the BARING-GOULD flavouring that makes the dish acceptable to the jaded palate of oldest novel-devourer. BARON DE B.-W.