the services of an able editor
in the person of HENRY C. DEMING, Esq., a gentleman of high literary
distinction, and of popular correspondents, the journal is already, as we
learn, rejoicing in a rapidly-enhancing list of subscribers. Success to
thee, 'BROTHER JONATHAN!' . . . THE '_Yankee Trick_' described by our
Medford (Mass.) correspondent is on file for insertion. It is in _one_ of
its features not unlike the anecdote of an old official Dutchman in the
valley of the Mohawk, who one day stopped a Yankee pedler journeying
slowly through the valley on the Sabbath, and informed him that he must
'put up' for the day; or 'if it vash _neshessary_ dat he should travel, he
must pay de fine for de pass.' It _was_ necessary, it seems; for he told
the Yankee to write the pass, and he would sign it; '_that_ he could do,
though he didn't much write, nor read writin'.' The pass was written and
signed with the Dutchman's hieroglyphics, and the pedler went forth 'into
the bowels of the land, without impediment.' Some six months afterward, a
brother Dutchman, who kept a 'store' farther down the Mohawk, in
'settling' with the pious official, brought in, among other accounts, an
order for twenty-five dollars' worth of goods. 'How ish dat?' said the
Sunday-officer; '_I_ never give no order; let me see him.' The order was
produced; he put on his spectacles and examined it. 'Yaaes, dat ish mine
name, sartain--yaaes; but--_it ish dat d----d Yankee pass_!' . . . OUR
town-readers, many of them, will remember the bird MINO, who was so fond
of chatting in a rich mellow voice with the customers at the old Quaker's
seed-store in Nassau-street. His counterpart may at this moment be seen at
'an hostel' near by; but the associations and language of the modern bird
are very dissimilar. '_How are you?_' is his first salutation; '_do you
smoke?_' his next: '_What'll you drink? Brandy-and water?_--_glass o'
wine?_' It has a most whimsical effect, to hear such anti-temperance
invitations from the bill of a bird, whose bright eye is fixed unwinkingly
upon you. The Washingtonians should 'look out for him.' . . . THE editor
of the _Albion_ has issued to his subscribers a very fine large quarto
engraving, in mezzo-tint by SADD, of HEATH'S celebrated line-engraving of
WASHINGTON. Its size is twenty by twenty-seven inches, and represents the
PATER PATRIAE in his most elevated character; that of a Chief Magistrate
elevated by the free suffrages of his countrymen