And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.

True! - nervous - very, very nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad?

I must perish in this deplorable folly. Thus, thus, and not otherwise, shall I be lost. I dread the events of the future, not in themselves, but in their results. I shudder at the thought of any, even the most trivial, incident, which may operate upon this intolerable agitation of soul. I have, indeed, no abhorrence of danger, except in its absolute effect-in terror. In this unnerved-in this pitiable condition-I feel that the period will sooner or later arrive when I must abandon life and reason together, in some struggle with the grim phantasm, FEAR.

We now demand the light artillery of the intellect; we need the curt, the condensed, the pointed, the readily diffused - in place of the verbose, the detailed, the voluminous, the inaccessible. On the other hand, the lightness of the artillery should not degenerate into pop-gunnery - by which term we may designate the character of the greater portion of the newspaper press - their sole legitimate object being the discussion of ephemeral matters in an ephemeral manner.

Imperceptibly the love of these discords grew upon me as my love of music grew stronger.

It is with literature as with law or empire - an established name is an estate in tenure, or a throne in possession.

We allude to the short prose narrative, requiring from a half hour to one or two hours in its perusal