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38 31 (Johann (Srcctcti to JFntt. VERY FULL. A slim spark bespoke a pair of pantaloons at a French tailor’s “ to be sure,” said he “ to make them very full” “Yes, sare, I under stand you very well, tank you, sare, your custom will make me to much honneur ” — tendering him the homage of a profound bow. When the pantaloons were brought home, how was he disappointed to find them of the same dimensions as his skin! He stamped, he raved at the tailor and the whole French nation, during which the poor tailor stood in the utmost consternation. “Did I not give you particular directions to make them large?” “Large! large! no sare, you say full; and suppose he is large , I believe he is very emp ty” TURN ABOUT. Two Yankees were strolling in the woods without arms in their possession, and observ ing a bear ascending a tree with its large paws, clasped around the trunk, one of them ran forward and caught the bear’s paws, one in each hand. He instantly bawled out to his comrade : “Jonathan, I say go home and bring me something as fast as you can, till I kill the varmint. Mind don’t stay, for I’m in a fix.” Jonathan ran off as fast as he could, but was an exceedingly long time returning. Du ring the interval the bear made several despe rate attempts to bite the hands which held it. At length Jonathan returned. “Halloo Jonathan, what the deuce has kept you 1 ?” Jonathan replied: “Well I’ll tell you, when at home, breakfast was about ready, and I guessed it would be as well to wait for it.” Here now, Jonathan, said his companion; “come you and hold it, and I’ll kill the crit ter in a jiffy.” Jonathan seized the bear’s paws, and held the animal w r hile the other could kill it. “Well, Jonathan have you got him'?” “I guess I have,” replied Jonathan. “Very well hold him fast; I guess Til go to dinner 1 HOEING COLLOQUY. “Peter, Peter, I see a toad,” saida little darky to his brother, one day as they were digging over a heap of manure. “Where am he Joe?’’ “Why, right dar, don’t you see ’im Pe ter'?” No, I doesn’t see ’im, strike him wid de hoe.” Joe hit the toad a crack, which brought Pe ter to the ground. “Oh! you fool Joe! dat was my toe. I see’d dat all de time.” IN ADVANCE OF THE MAIL! A lady of New Haven gave birth a few days since to twins—a boy and a girl. As the little girl was the first to make her ap pearance in this bustling world, the mother, upon consultation with her friends, has come to the conclusion to name her Telegraph, on the grounds that she was in advance of the male. NO END TO IT. “ Put it out a little further,” said a doctor w r ho was examining the tongue of a female patient. She complied. “A little further, if you please”—she obeyed again. “Put it out as far as possible madam.” “ Mercy, doctor,” said she, “ you must think there is no end to a woman’s tongue.” LEGAL ATTENTIONS. A legal gentleman who lately paid his ad dresses to the daughter of a tradesman, was forbidden the house on, which he sent a bill of ninety-one pounds thirteen shillings and four pence, for seventy-five attendances, vis iting on family affairs. “ Sam,” said a mother to one of her “ wer ry obedient children” one day, “how many logs have you sawed,, eh'?” Why, marm, when I get this and three others done I’ll have four.” “Well it Did.” —“John how much did your pig weigh?” “Well,‘it didn’t weigh as much as I expected, and I always thought it wouldn’t.” Douglas Jerrold calls the law of Primo geniture, a law of Cain—for it knocks down the second son. &BIF$& &iB 7 ®&8ISIF TS ♦ ®l)c ©ark (Jorucr. THE ORIGIN OF RIDDLES. Some of our young readers may not be a ware of the fabled connection of the monster Sphynx, with what we call riddles; and we will therefore occupy space enough to tell them that she is supposed to have invented them, and proposed for solution the following question: “ What animal is that w r hich goes upon lour legs in the morning, upon two at noon, and upon three at night'?” All who undertook to solve this riddle and failed, were torn r to piec es by her, and in this way many perished; until (Epidus, a Theban prince, answered it truly, as follows: “Man in his infancy, that is the morning of life, creeps upon all-fours; in the noon of his life, he walks upon two feet; in the evening of his days he totters with the aid of his crutch, making three legs.” Mythology informs us that the Sphynx was so enraged at the discovery of her riddle, that she threw herself from a high rock and per ished! We regret that we cannot give any better or more reliable account of the inven tion of riddles than this. It is certain, how ever, that they were in use in very remote times—as we have an account of a very in genious one in the life of Sampson—recorded in Judges, XIV chapter. The Greek girls, we. are told by Plutarch, “ worked at netting and sewing, while the more ingenious made riddles.” The antiquity of this amusement, not less than the distinguished character of many who have, in different ages of the world engaged in it, are certainly warrant enough for our devoting to it a portion of our columns week ly, and w T e propose to offer the following—for solution by our readers: A man once launched a vessel large, And live stock, too, he took in charge ; He did not barter, buy nor sell, Whichever wind blew pleased as well; He sailed at random—was to no port bound— And all he wanted was to run aground ! The following riddle is attributable to Cle obulus, one of the seven wise men of Greece, who lived nearly 600 years before the Chris tian era. It is more remarkable for its an tiquity than its obscurity. There is a father with twice six sons; these sons have thirty daughters a-piece, parti-col ored—having one cheek wffiite and the other black, who never see each other’s face nor live above twenty-four hours. For the Southern Literary Gazette. A CHARADE. I am a word of letters five, Familiar to your hand; Cut off my first, no man alive, My influence can withstand ! ILiQijt for ti)e Dark Corner. For the Southern Literary Gazette. ANSWER TO CHANNING’S RIDDLE- Cares rob their victim of his due repose, Nor peace nor slumber his sad spirit knows ; But add to cares a simple letter S, You change their nature to a fond caress ; Though cares are plural and of bitter taste, S makes them singular and sweet in haste! EPSILON. ANSWER To the Riddle in our last paper , entitled U A Literary Character.” A literary character you view. Known to the moderns only— W : I was physician to king YVilliam ; When absent he would say, “ how —ill I am !” In ancient days if I had lived the asp Which poison'd Egypt’s queen, had been a —Wasp; And the death-coolness ofth’ imperial arm With life reviving had again been—Warm. A friend to sprightHness, that neuter it By sudden pow’r I’ve ebangod into a —Wit. 1 lie vainly-provident industrious ant With cruel sport I oft reduce to—Want; W hene’er I meet with an unlucky hack, I give the creature a tremendous—Whack: And many a time a puppy cries for help. Jf I desert capriciously the—Whelp. A friend to architecture, I turn all (As quick as skilful builder®) into—Wall. I’m honest, for whene’er I find some hose, I seek the owner, loud exclaiming —Whose 1 Farther than Lancaster I educate, My system’s always to interrogate; Already have I taught my very hat Questions of fact to ask, and cry out —Whatl Questions of time my poultry, for the hen Cackles chronology, enquiring—When I My laundry’s labor I divide with ashes; It is with them the laundress scours and —Washes: And if an ugly rent I find, the hole Instantly vanishes, becoming—Whole. In short my, merits are so bright to view How good soe’er you may be, just or true, You can but halve my worth, for Iam —double you. ©nr Jorcign (Horrrsponkncr. For the Southern Literary Gazette. LONDON LETTERS-NO. IV. London, May 16, 1848. My Dear R. —As my protracted absence from the Metropolis prevented me from wri ting to you by the Hibernia , as you doubtless expected, I will avail myself of the opportu nity afforded me by the sailing of the United Stales from Liverpool on the day after to morrow, to send you my fourth letter for the “Gazette.” By the way, if you have met with no delay, the first number of your Jour nal is now before the public, and I may hope to receive a copy by the next Steamer. Well, success to you in this enterprise, which cer tainly deserves to succeed. Exciting events are still occurring on the Continent, and for the last twelve hours the Londoners have been wondering over the news of another revolution in Paris, which has just taken place there. I must give you a bird’s-eye view of the affair, as I glean it from the daily Press. You know that a large demonstration of the people was expected to be made on the 15th, the ostensible purpose of which was to express sympathy for Po land, but it would seem that the National As sembly, and many of the people of Paris, were seriously apprehensive that it covered an ul terior design, menacing the government, in consequence of w 7 hich great excitement pre vailed, and formidable military preparations were made to pnotect the Chamber of the As sembly. On Sunday, there were various pro cessions of the Clubbists, and placards were posted at different points; but it was not until yesterday that the affair became serious; and in the leading article of M. Girardin, in the Presse , occurred these words: “The National Assembly is warned : Polan# is the pretext, but terror is the end.” About 11 o’clock a mass of people, estima ted generally at fifty thousand, marched to the Chamber of the Assembly, and crowds of them rushed in and mingled with the mem bers, crowding the Hall. Consternation and confusion ensued. The leaders of the mob made speeches and proposed motions, which were carried by acclamation. A Mr. Hubert shouted out, “In the name of the people the National Assembly is adjourned.” Measures were then taken by the populace, to establish anew provisional government ; and the spirit and purposes of the anarchists may be determ ined from the fact that'of the members named, were Ledru Rollin, Blanqui, Louis Blanc and Raspail. There was not one of the moderate party. The National Guard and the Gardes Mobile, meanwhile, were summoned by the Assem bly to drive out the populace. This they pro ceeded to do with alacrity and unanimity, and thus maintained the government, which would otherwise have been as effectually overthrown as the Orleans Dynasty a few weeks previous. The mob was intimidated however, by the spirited bearing of the troops, and rapidly dis persed. The new “ Provisional Government” was speedily arrested and imprisoned; and so temporarily ended the emeute. It is almost vain to speculate on the prospect before the French people. That this is but “the begin ning of the end,” I feel as confident as if I could see the whole course of affairs. Apart Irom this outbreak, of which many may be expected, and which surprises nobody, the complexion of French affairs is decidedly gloomy. Even supposing the National As sembly to maintain its existence against the efforts of the “Clubbists” of every name, what ground have we to hope for judicious and effective legislation by that body? A friend of mine was present at the opening of the Assembly on the sth, and he tells me that the scenes of the day would absolutely beggar description ! Such a Deliberative As sembly never before convened, for the grave purpose of governing a vast nation. The wildest confusion existed; several delegates spoke or shouted together. Now a rush from different quarters wohld be made, and a dozen or score of the deputies seek to reach the tribune at the same time. In the very midst of important business, there was a mo tion for adjournment, which created all this confusion, pending which there was much personal altercation. My friend says that his seat in the gallery cost him a dollar, but that the scene was so novel and extraordinary, that he considers it cheap! All this is indic ative of the unpreparedness of the French people for the great work they have com menced; and while I wish from my very heart that Republican France may prosper and em ulate our national example, I fear and believe that such will not be the case. Lamartine’s influence appears to have grown wonderfully less in a week, and this is one of the ominous “ signs of the times.” But nevertheless, let us throw up our hats, and shout again, “ Vive la Republique.” The “Battle of Limerick” has afforded a fine theme for the Charivari to exercise its wit upon; and although Mitchell, O’Brien and Meagher escaped with their lives from the melee, there is a reason to fear that they will yet be Punched to death. By the way, speaking of “Punch,” that facetious gentle man twits the French with making a very unnecessary boast of the frequency of their Revolutions and claims the palm for England, instancing as proof of his claim, that a steam boat descending the Thames broke some of her machinery, but succeeded in making/owr teen revolutions in a minute! We have had some charming weather here; and the city is thronged with the gay and fashionable from all parts of the Kingdom.— Theatres, Operas, Concert Rooms, Gardens, and a thousand other places of amusement and interest, not forgetting the Coliseum , are in full operation and are crowded nightly. I heard Jenny Lind the other night at the Queen’s Theatre, and my opinion is that she is incomparably the finest singer I ever list ened to. Her voice possesses a ravishing sweetness, and the expression of her face aids greatly its effect. I would not like to be com pelled to describe her singing. It is like the sweetest, wildest, most impassioned strains of your mocking-bird, with the additional charm of a human face and intelligible lan guage. At the Coliseum I saw yesterday a grand moon-iight panoramic exhibition of Paris, painted on something like 50,000 feet of canvass. I have not yet been in the gay city, but I am told that the panorama, with its. brilliantly lighted streets, and its ten thousand details, affords the spectator an admirable idea of Paris itself. I have not seen the “ Model of Rome” at the Sussex Gardens though it is. a great attraction. The warmth of the weather fills the public gardens, and creates a demand for ice. It was really refreshing to see the other day a huge block of Wenham Lake Ice gleaming in the window of the company’s office in the strand. You know, doubtless, that the “uni versal Yankee nation” supplies the Metropo lis with the greater part of all the ice it con sumes. John Bull pretends not to like being dependent upon Jonathan for his supplies, but in this case he takes it very cooly! Lord Brougham has laid himself open to much ridicule by his application to the French Provisional Government for citizenship, and