'As for drawing, (see circular,) this department, to save expense, Mrs. Smith's _accomplished_ daughter has. She teaches crayoning and pencilling--a few learn to daub in water-colors--but this she rather discourages, as colored crayoning is much easier and quite as _showy_--this is the word for everything here. Miss Smith also teaches French--_Anglicized_. It is hardly worth while to mention 'the solids,' as these are shoved into a corner to give place to the accomplishments.... As for the exercise--we do, two or three times a week, file down the street, then file back again--are thus exhibited to the admiring gaze of the Esquires, Reverends, and Honorables, (see circular.) The 'quiet saddle-horse' (see circular) is a 'poetic fiction,' a 'pious fraud'--as much a myth as Pegasus himself. Though there is a tradition in the school that, a short time after the founding of the establishment, the late lamented husband of Mrs. Smith, who was fond of equestrian exercise, kept a horse--which a parlor-boarder, niece of Mrs. Smith, was allowed to ride--hence the provision in the circular. One part of it is correct--he doubtless is now a _very_ quiet saddle-horse--that is, if he had not the tenacity of life of the _lamb_ that, judging from the savory odor, we are to have for dinner, ('what's in a name?') Perhaps the 'late lamented' was as fond of his nag as was the man who entertained his guests with his horse in the form of soup. Jenny Dean says that is what she calls true _horse-pitality_. 'There goes the bell. Don't forget the box. Mrs. Smith--unlike many principals--approves of them--the reason you can guess--the _fact_ please mention to mother. In haste, BESSIE.' It seems hardly consistent with my regard for the 'dear reader,' to add any thing by way of remark on this true school-girl letter. But it is so suggestive. How many circulars do tally with facts? Even in those of the best schools, that need none of this clap-trap, there is a little humbug. But this is rather the fault of the patrons; like Bessie's mother, they will hardly look at a plain advertisement. The truth is, we love to be humbugged. Among the 'wants of the age' may be classed _humbug_.