t an hour or so reached Springfield.

It is not our intention to detail his interview with Mr. Hickman. For
the present it is sufficient to say, that he produced to that gentleman
a letter of introduction from Lord Cumber himself, who removed all
mystery from about him, by stating that he was an English artist, who
came over on a foolish professional tour, to see and take sketches of
the country, as it appeared in its scenery, as well as in the features,
character, and costume of its inhabitants. He had also introductions to
M'Clutchy, M'Slime, Squire Deaker, M. Lucre, and several other prominent
characters of the neighborhood.

As this gentleman amused himself by keeping an accurate and regular
journal of all events connected with the Castle Cumber property, or
which occurred on it, we feel exceedingly happy in being able to lay
these important chronicles before our readers, satisfied as we are, that
they will be valued, at least on the other side of the channel, exactly
in proportion to the scanty opportunities he had of becoming acquainted
with our language, manners, and character. The MS. is now before us,
and the only privilege we reserve to ourselves is simply to give his
dialogue an Irish turn, and to fill up an odd chasm here and there,
occasioned by his ignorance of circumstances which have come to our
knowledge through personal cognizance, and various other sources. The
journal now in our possession is certainly the original one; but we know
that copies of it were addressed successively, as the events occurred,
to a gentleman in London, named Spinageberd, under cover to Lord Cumber
himself, who kindly gave them the benefit of his frank, during the
correspondence. Our friend, the journalist, as the reader will perceive,
does not merely confine himself to severe facts, but gives us all the
hints, innuendoes, and rumors of the day, both personal, religious and
political. With these, our duty is simply to confirm or contradict them
where we can, and where we cannot, to leave them just as we found them,
resting upon their intrinsic claims to belief or otherwise. Having
premised thus far, we beg leave to introduce to our reader's special
acquaintance, Evory Easel, Esq., an English Artist and Savan, coming to
_do_ a portion of the country, ladies and gentleman, as has been often
done before.

Batch No. I. Evory Easel, Esq., to Sam Spinageberd, Esq.

"Old Spinageberd:

"Here I am at last, in the land of fun and