'Of which, dear CONTINENTAL friend, there can be no doubt, albeit there may be somewhat pity. For I have lang syne awaited a millennium and a golden age, and, when FERNANDO WOOD was kicked out of the mayoralty into Coventry, hailed it as the beginning. Now, however, the old serpent lifts his head--Fernando has gone to Congress, and the devil is let loose again for a little season--to give seasoning by his sin to the great sea of gruel of excessive virtue with which the world is inundated. Oh for the wings of a dove, to be 'out of this'--cut loose from all such 'carryin's on,' and fairly calm in some silent Lubberland or Atlantis fairy realm of peace! 'Where, with glasses ever clinking, The gentles, ever drinking To their lady loves in winking, Cry aloud _in jubilo_; And the jolly plump old president Calls out to every resident, And, when they answer, says he meant To pledge _in gaudio_: 'Where the bells all day are ringing, Where the world is ever singing, And the roasted ducks fly winging Their way into your mouth: Where doors are never banging, Where tongues are never clanging, Where the peach and grape while hanging Turn _all_ sides toward the south: 'Where you find no foolish fussing, Where you hear no oaths or cussing, Where the babies need no nussing, But in smiles or sleep are found: Where they all own herds and flockses, Where we get in no 'bad boxes,' And where all the paradoxes Are made straight, or else come round. 'O land so sweet and sunny! O land of milk and money! O land of peach and honey! O land withouten peer! O land of good society! O land of great variety! And genial sobriety, Oh, would that thou wert here! 'Or that I were 'over yonder!' Free to rest and free to ponder, Free to print, and free to wander 'Mid the maidens short and tall! On 'the other side of Jordan,' Where all is tuned accordin' 'To your leastest wish, my lord,' in Every matter, great and small! 'Knowest thou, O Editor LELAND, of aught such, _where the board is cheap_? Answer, I pray ye, forthwith. _Sono stancato._' Not we. When we hear of it, O friend, we will take passage for two--by the first boat. * * * * * A FRIEND communicates to us the following: 'PLATO, I think, PYTHAGORAS, I guess, and FO-HI, as I suppose--to judge from his eight KUA--believed that all knowledge was capable of mathematical representation. 'I don't know Miss Brown,' quoth a lady lately, in my hearing, 'she isn't in my Circle.' 'And I don't know her,' added Miss Black, 'for she doesn't live in my Square--and I never visit out of it.' Dr. HOLMES has, however, declared that a person may be known by Triangulating the descent from the grandfather down.