'They met a monkey defiling the mosque. "Dost thou not fear," quoth they, "lest God may metamorphose thee?" "I should," quoth he, "if I thought he would change me into a gazelle."' 'He fled from the rain and sat down under the water-spout.' Or, as we say, out of the frying-pan into the fire. * * * * * Divers and sundry 'screeds' which we had hoped to lay on this present 'Editor's Table,' are unavoidably postponed until the February number, when they will make their 'positively first and last appearance.' Hoping that our own first appearance may not be without your approbation, we conclude, wishing you, reader, once more--very sincerely--the happiest of 'happy New Years.' FOOTNOTES: [Footnote 1: We honestly believe the true course to pursue with South Carolina, is to colonize her under the protection of our troops. Let us start with a settlement of Yankees at Beaufort, who shall addict themselves to the raising of cotton and other southern products. Let them employ the negroes whose masters have run away, and who are _ipso facto_ free. As our army gradually extends its lines, let the northern pioneer proceed, to occupy and cultivate the soil. This will bring about a practical solution of some vexed questions.] [Footnote 2: The reader is earnestly requested to peruse the sermons of the Southern clergy, collected in an _extra_ of Putnam's _Rebellion Record_, and especially a discourse by the Rev. Dr. Palmer, of New Orleans, in which the man of God asserts that slavery is a 'divine trust, to be perpetuated and continued.'] [Footnote 3: NOTE BY THE EDITOR.--The reader will find further reference to the grave of AARON BURR in an article, in the present number of the CONTINENTAL MONTHLY, entitled 'The Graveyard at Princeton.']