Apropos of a recent debate in the Senate at Washington, a paragraph states that "CARPENTER made SUMNER seem very small." The carpenter who made SUMNER is not to blame for this. In the first place, Mr. SUMNER'S Measures are very difficult to take. In the second place, the best Cabinet-makers have failed to make Mr. SUMNER appear very large. In the third and last place, Ebony, which is the only wood with which Mr. SUMNER has any affinity, is a mighty hard material to work, even when treated with the application of a Fifteenth Amendment. * * * * * The Maine Question in Massachusetts. If New-York has had but little skating during the past winter, Massachusetts just now displays a good deal of backsliding. Her legislators have "gone back on" their liquor-bill, which they have modified to suit their habits, and, should it become law, the druggists of the Bay State will be at liberty to sell Bay and every other kind of rum in quantities to suit purchasers. _Sic semper_ Massachusetts! the English of which is, that Massachusetts will always keep Sick so long as liquor is to be had for physic. * * * * * Trying to the Patients. It is widely stated, though we cannot vouch for it as a fact, that the poultices used in St. Luke's Hospital are supplied from the too celebrated pavement of Fifth Avenue. * * * * * "Cometh up as a Flower." It is stated that Pere HYACINTHE is about to take a wife. That's right--Pair, HYACINTHE. * * * * * THE EPISODE OF JACK HORNER. Probably there is no choicer specimen of English literature than the familiar stanza which we herewith reproduce: "Little JACK HORNER sat in a corner, Eating his Christmas-pie, He put in his thumb, and pulled out a plum, And said, 'What a good boy am I!'" Although comprised in merely four lines, it contains more instructive truths and rarer beauties than some volumes whose pages can be enumerated by the hundred. The opening line is singularly beautiful: "Little JACK HORNER sat in a corner." Here we hare the subject gracefully introduced without unnecessary palaver or reference to family antecedents--the simple name given without a long rigmarole of dazzling titles or senseless adjectives. The Muse is neither pathetically invoked nor anathematically abused, but the author proceeds at once to describe his hero's present situation, which, it strangely appears, is in "a corner." The indefiniteness of the locality--_a_ corner--is not of the slightest moment; for it does not concern the general reader to know in what corner little JACK was stationed. Suffice it, as is apparent from the context, that it was not a corner in Erie, nor in grain; but rather an angle formed by the juxtaposition of two walls of an apartment or chamber.