The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction. Volume 20, No. 562, Saturday, August 18, 1832.

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Various. The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction. Volume 20, No. 562, Saturday, August 18, 1832.

FALLS OF THE GENESEE

SONG FROM THE ALBUM OF A POET

LINES FROM THE GERMAN OF KÖRNER

EQUANIMITY OF TEMPER

THE SKETCH BOOK

EXTRACTS FROM THE ORIGINAL LETTERS OF AN OFFICER IN INDIA.3

OLD POETS

BALLAD OF AGINCOURT

SPIRIT OF DISCOVERY. AMERICAN IMPROVEMENTS

THE NATURALIST

THE CUTTLE-FISH

NOTES OF A READER. SERVANTS IN INDIA

FALL OF ROBESPIERRE

SOUNDS DURING THE NIGHT

THE PUBLIC JOURNALS

PADDY FOOSHANE'S FRICASSEE

CONVERSATIONS WITH LORD BYRON

THE GATHERER

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Ray wittily observes that an obscure and prolix author may not improperly be compared to a Cuttle-fish, since he may be said to hide himself under his own ink.

Probably our correspondent may recollect Sir William and the orange, at one of the contested City elections. A "greasy rogue" before the hustings, seeing the baronet candidate take an orange from his pocket, put up for the fruit, with the cry "Give us that orange, Billy." Sir William threw him the fruit, which the fellow had no sooner sucked dry, than he began bawling with increased energy, "No Curtis," "No Billy," &c. Such an ungrateful act would have soured even Seneca; but Sir William merely gave a smile, with a good-natured shake of the head. Sir William Curtis possessed a much greater share of shrewdness and good sense than the vulgar ever gave him credit for. At the Sessions' dinners, he would keep up the ball of conversation with the judges and gentlemen of the bar, in a fuller vein than either of his brother aldermen. It is true that he had wealth and distinction, all which his fellow citizens at table did not enjoy; and these possessions, we know, are wonderful helps to confidence, if they do not lead the holder on to assurance.—Ed. M.

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Secunderabad, 1828.

Your description of the London Zoological Garden, reminds me that there is, what I suppose I must term, a most beautiful Zoological Hill, just one mile and a half from the spot whence I now write; on this I often take my recreation, much to the alarm of its inhabitants; viz. sundry cheetars, bore-butchers, (or leopards) hyenas, wolves, jackalls, foxes, hares, partridges, etc.; but not being a very capital shot, I have seldom made much devastation amongst them. Under the hill are swamps and paddy-fields, which abound in snipe and other game. Now, is not this a Zoological Garden on the grandest scale?

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