an heiress, as I needn't tell you. But her window opens. Dear creature, how anxiously she's expecting me. Fondest Emily, I fly to you. Leave me, Jackey, and witness this elopement in high life outside my humble habitation." So saying, he ran up the ladder which was perched against the side of the interior of his lodging. I watched him from the street. The top of the monster cart was just on a level with the bedroom windows. A fair form issued out of one. A pair of arms caught the trembling figure, and they disappeared together down the hollow square of the van. The next moment a handkerchief, with a portrait of the winner of the Derby, was waved out of one of the little windows of the vehicle, and I heard Watts's voice call out, "Coachman, Gretna Green!" Whether the van ever reached its destination is a mystery which must remain in darkness for the present. POPULAR CONTINENTAL DELUSIONS RESPECTING ENGLAND. That Englishmen never eat anything but "biftecks" and "pomme-de-terres." That a Lord, when he is displeased with his wife, can take her to Smithfield, and putting a rope round her neck, sell her in the market for a pot of beer, or whatever a drunken drover chooses to bid for her. That brandy is allowed to be drunk in the House of Lords. That no daguerreotype can be taken in London, in consequence of the perpetual fogs; and that the church clocks are illuminated for the same obscure reason. That the only pastry is plum-pudding; the only wine, ale or porter; the only fruit, baked potatoes; the only song, "God Save the Queen," and the only national amusement, boxing. That no gentleman's establishment is complete without a bull-dog. That the ladies propose to the gentlemen; that Gretna Green is an omni-bus-ride from London, and that half the marriages in England, those of Royalty and cooks included, are celebrated by The Blacksmith. That commissions are purchasable in the police force, and that the sons of noblemen are proud to serve in it. That the result of every dinner-party is for the gentlemen to drop, one by one, underneath the table, after which they are carried upstairs to the ladies. That half the population is "_milors_," and the other half "_millionaires_." That there is no English school of painting, excepting that practised by Clowns and Ethiopians. That the Boy Jones is (if the truth was known) a member of the Royal Family. That George the Fourth was in the habit of going to the Coal Hole. That Watt stole his steam-engine from the French; and other absurdities by far too numerous to mention. NEW YEAR'S GIFTS. A LITTLE WRINKLE FOR NEXT SESSION.—If the parliamentary privilege of freedom from arrest is done away with, we are afraid that the question of the Jews in a British Parliament will touch not only the prejudices but the persons of certain members too closely ever to be admitted.