Loyd's appointment came by return of mail from Washington. In due time the wedding-cake was cut, and _Our Village Post-master_ is as happy as love and fortune can make him. * * * * * It was a bright thought in a philanthropist of one of our cities, to note down the actual good deeds that passed under his observation. We have imitated his example in recording an act of rare disinterestedness and generosity. It certainly merits a more enduring memorial; but it has its fitting reward in the respect it inspires, and in its blessed tendency to vanquish the prejudices and soften the asperities of political parties. FOOTNOTE: [19] WE are indebted to an advance copy of 'THE TOKEN,' for 1838, for this admirable story, from the pen of one who touches nothing that she does not ornament; and happily it is only virtue and goodness which she strives to embellish. Like 'Our Burial Place,' written for the KNICKERBOCKER, by the same author, it is domestic and simple in its details, yet even more interesting than romance. It is to be regretted, that the circulation of such of our annuals as blend instruction and valuable lessons with amusement, should be mainly confined, owing to their expensive dress and adornments, to the larger cities and towns. Bestowed at a season when the hearts of both giver and receiver are peculiarly open to kind impulses and good inculcations, they must be regarded as capable of a wide and salutary influence. EDS. KNICKERBOCKER. SONNETS: BY 'QUINCE.' AUTUMN. IMPERIAL Autumn! Season's Monarch! throned In more than orient pomp and majesty-- Earth's harvest king! with smiles and sunshine crowned, Full of perfection and maturity! Thou art the vaunted glory of the year; Scarlet and gold and emerald leaves are thine, Rocks, trees and forests thy rich mantles wear, And all earth's verdures in thy lustres shine: Yet, as the expiring lamp most brightly glows-- Or as the hectic on Consumption's cheek-- So to the year, thy beauty paints the close, Thy added lustre does grim death bespeak: But even in death thou own'st supremacy, And mayest example--not exampled--be. APPEARANCES. IN fruit most tempting, ashes hidden lie; In richest flowers lives not the sweetest breath; In berries are, most beauteous to the eye, Poisons impregnate, in whose taste is death; The sweetest song-bird's plumage is not gay, But birds which sing not are most fair to see, Yet from the beautiful we turn away, To list the song-bird's dulcet melody! So homely virtue sometimes lowly lies, By brazen vice's gaudy lustre seen; But vice discerned, in ermine we despise; And virtue known, we honor as a queen. From fruit, flower, bird, from all the inference is, We may mistake, full oft, APPEARANCES. AVARICE.