"From woman's eyes this doctrine I derive :
They sparkle still the right Promethean fire,
They are the books, the arts, the academes,
That show, contain, and nourish all the world."

J. B. NICHOLS AND SON, 25, PARLIAMENT STREET.

BLUE-STOCKING HALL.

LETTER XXIV.

FROM MISS DOUGLAS TO MISS SANDford.

My dearest Julia,

It is some time since you have heard from me, and in the interval much has happened to disturb our even course of life. The departure of our friends, particularly that of Arthur, produced a degree of desolation at Glenalta, which can only be understood by such as have felt the pangs of separation from those they love. When you left us, a similar chasm was made in our happiness, but you could not comprehend our feelings, though you were very sorry to say farewell. You were going, we were staying, and supposing the same measure of affection, there must be a