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French army. This may be to a certain extent
true, but no doubt a great amount of the
present admiration of the French system
arises from its late brilliant successes rather
than from a proper appreciation of the system
itself, just in the same way that after the
battle of Waterloo the English military sys-
tem was even in rival France the subject of
universal admiration.

In aid therefore of those to whom may be
intrusted the work of remodelling our army
and its administration, and with the view of
furnishing information as to the structure and
general economy of the French system, Cap-
tain Thackeray, late of the Second Somerset
Militia, has put forward the first volume of a
work on the " Military Organisation and Ad-
ministration of France." In the execution of
this undertaking the late gallant captain states
that he has been assisted by two eminent
French officers, and especially by M. Leon
Guillot," the highly talented and eminent Sous-
" Intendant Militaire, the author of one of the
" best French treatises on Military Administra-
" tion, by whose liberality and courtesy he has
"'been allowed to use his very valuable work, a
"permission of which, from its excellence, Cap•
" tain Thackeray has largely availed himself,"—
and indeed from the French arrangement, and
the abundant French idiom in this book, we
should say very largely indeed,—in fact, Cap-
tain Thackeray's book reads suspiciously like
a translation. But this circumstance, though
detracting from our author's personal merit,
adds much to the value of his book as a work
of authority. It does. however, happen that
much of the information was attainable in this
country iu our numerous blue-books on mili-
tary matters, and in a form far more tangible
than that in which it is presented in Captain
Thackeray's book.
The French army differs from the English
in four principal points :—the manner in
which the ranks are filled ; the manner of ap-
pointing and promoting officers ; the existence
in the French army of a separate corps (Etat-
Major) for staff purposes ; and the establish-
ment of the " Corps de l'lntendance Militaire."
The ranks of the French army are recruited
by conscription, those of England by volun-
tary enlistment ;—not that in France voluntary
enlistment is excluded. The law in France is
that every Frenchman shall be called upon
to serve his country at the age of twenty ;
nevertheless, any one who wishes to enter the
service may enlist at the age of eighteen, and,
having satisfied what the law requires, he is
exempt from future conscription. This sys-
tem, hated in France and impossible here, was
a revolutionary introduction ; and, like every
system in the world, however evil, has its ad-
vocates. Captain Thackeray gives us a sum-
mary of their arguments—that it is equal to
all, and therefore equitable ; that it brings
every class of intelligence into the army ; that
it is not costly; that it is valuable, both in a
military and social view, to the army ; affords
materials for officers ; gets rid of difficulties in
promotion from the ranks, arising from social
considerations ; that the retired troops form a
skilled reserve from amongst the citizens
that it affords means of educating members of
the army. Most of these advantages (if ad-
vantages they are) are obtainable by voluntary
enlistment, which is certainly more equitable
than any compulsory system ; less costly to
the community, as it does not draw men from
trade to the ruin of their families ; and,
though it may not give so good a tone to the
army, inflicts less injury on society. The
conscription is too apt to provide a practised
militia rather than professional soldiers. With
the exception of the Zouaves, and a few
other regiments, the little red-legged heroes
of La Belle France can bear no comparison
with trained English privates. The conscrip-
tion is not a system likely to be imitated from
the French by us.

Passing over the system of promotion, as a
subject that has been fully discussed lately,
and, whether pernicious or not in this coun-
try, too wide to be entered upon here, we come
to the " Etat-Major "
The " Corps of Etat-Major" arose out of the
campaign of Waterloo. It was organised in
1816. Soon after the peace, a great part of
the army was, in fact, disbanded ; part dis-
banded itself; and, when the royal armies

SATURDAY,

were reformed, a commission of very eminent
officers was formed to regulate the reorganisa-
tion of the army and the staff. The staff was
formed into a separate corps,—not to be kept
up by indraughts of officers from the troops
interpolated into the several ranks of the staff,
but to be recruited at the bottom by dives
from special schools, who should then be
finished at the Ecole d'Application. This sys-
tem has not found favour in the eyes of
English officers. It has the evils of all ex-
clusive systems. Though a staff officer should
be educated, education will not give any one
the qualities of a staff officer. Selection from
among the general mass of educated officers
is yet the better system. Promotion in the
Corps Etat-Major is of necessity very slow,
and even the junior officers, theref )re, too
elderly. This has been felt in France ; and,
in order to afford promotion, the corps has
more than once been needlessly extended,
especially in the time of peace.

The "Intendance Militaire " is, perhaps. the
only part of the French system that deserves
imitation in this country. It is, in fact, the
civil branch of the army, replacing the old
commissariat, but with powers and duties
much more extended. It superintends and
provides for the army in everything but mili-
tary command, discipline, and operations;
and certainly simplifies matters, by placing
under one head the powers now wielded by
the Commissariat, the Land Transport, &c.
The boasted organisation of the French
army does not, then, come out in so strong a
light, when investigated, as it would be sup-
posed. It has a bureaucratic tone about it
very distasteful to English feelings. Mr.
Thackeray's book is worth the perusal of all
persons interested in military administration.

The Great World of London. Part I. By Henry
Mayhew. London: Bogue.
THIS is 'the opening number of a new serial by the
author of " London Labour and the London Poor."
It seems that for once London is to be thoroughly
exhausted. It is divided into twenty-one heads,
each of which is to furnish forth a number. On
looking through the prospectus, we confess we have
met with certain subjects which we think Mr. May-
hew would do well to omit when he reaches that
portion of his book. We have noticed these princi-
pally under the heads of Literary, Theatrical, and
Military London. But we shall not particularise
them further.

The first number contains a general survey of the
metropolk, which Mr. Mayhew likens to the map of
the eastern and western hemispheres of the globe:.
which geographers usually prefix to their atlases—as
it brings together " the two opposite spheres of me-
" tropolitan society—the very rich and the very poor."
We subjoin an extract from the balloon view of Lou-
don :

Indeed, it was a most wonderful sight to behold that
vast bricken mass of churches and hospitals, banks and
prisons, palaces and workhouses, docks and refuges for tbs
destitute, parks and squares, and courts and alleys, which
make up London—all bleat into one immense black spot
—to look down upon the whole as the birds of the air lo
ik
down upon it, and see it dwindled into a mere rubbish
heap—to contemplate from afar that strange conglomera-
tion of vice, avarice, and low cunning, of noble aspirations
and humble heroism, and to grasp it in the eye, in all its
incongruous integrity, at one single glance—to take, as it
were, an angel's view of that huge town where, perhaps,
there is more virtue and more iniquity, more wealth and
more want, brought together into one dense focus than in
any other part of the earth—to hear the hubbub of the
restless sea of life and emotion below, and hear it, like the
ocean in a shell, whispering of the incessant strugglings
and chafings of the distant tide—to swing in the
air high above all the petty jealousies and heart:
burnings, small cmbitions and vain parade of " polite
society, and feel, for once, tranquil as a babe in a
cot, and that you are hardly of the earth earthy, as, Jacob-
like, you mount the aerial ladder, and half lose sight of the
" great commercial woe Id " beneath, where men are re-
garded as mere counters, to play with, and where t 3
to
your neighbour as your neighbour would do you con
tutes the first principle in the religion of trade—to feel
yourselves floating through the endless realms of space,
and drinking in the pure thin air of the skies, as you go
sailing along almost among the stars, free as " the lark at
heaven's gate," and enjoying, fur a brief half-hour, at least,
a foretaste of that Elysian destiny which is the ulumate
hope of all.
The third chapter is on the size and population of
London; and many of our readers will now for the
first time gain some accurate idea of the former. Fromeast to west—i.e., from PI umstead to Hammer3mith .
Middlesex, and from Woolwich to IVandsworth in
Surrey— the distance is fourteen miles; and from
north to south—that is, from Holloway to Cam-
bervrell—‘the distance is twelve miles, Caloulauons

MARCH 22, 1856.

of how far the entire length of the buildings through-
out London would reach, if they were all ranged in a
line, and others of a similar character, are thrown
in to gratify people of the Duke of Newcastle's class.
His grace imagined that he had defended his War
Ministry when he showed that he had sent out
enough physic to float a line-of-battle ship, and
enough lint to spread over the extent of Hyde-park.
"London from Different Points of View" is a most
interesting chapter ; and the description of the Port
of London, seen from the Custom-house, is uncom-
monly well written. But perhaps the most graphic
passage in the whole number is the picture of Rag
Fair 7--
Immediately outside the gateway, at the end of the
crowded court, stands the celebrated Barney Aaron, the
j tnitor, with outstretched hand ready to receive the half-
penny toll demanded of each of the buyers and sellers who
enter ; and with his son by his side, with a leathern pouch
tilled with half a hundred weight of coppers he has already
received, and ready to give change for any silver that may
be tendered.
As the stranger passes through the gate the odour of the
collocated old clothes and old rags, and old shoes, toge•
ther with, in the season, half-putrid hare skins, is almost
overpowering. The atmosphere of the place has a peculiar
sour smell blended with the mildewy or fungous odour of
what is termed " mother "; indeed, the stench is a com-
pound of mouldiness, mustiness, and fustiness—a kind of
"bouquet de mile sewers," that is far from pleasant to
Christian nostrils.
The hucksters of tatters as they pour in with their
bundles at their backs. one after another, are surrounded
by some haltdozen of the more eager Jews, some in greasy
gaberdines extending to the heels and clinging almost as
tight to the frame as ladies' wet bathing-gowns. Two or
three of them seize the hucksters by the arm, and feel the
contents of the bundle at his back ; and a few tap them on
the shoulder as they all clamour for the first sight of the
contents of their wallets. _

" Ha' you cot any preaking (broken pieces) ?" cries one
who buys old coats, to cut into cloth caps.
" Cot any fustian, old cordsh, or old poots? " " Yer
know me," Rays another, in a wheedling tone. "
little Ikey, the pest of puyers, and always gises a coot
prishe."

Here a " crockman " (a seller of crockeryware), in a
bright-red plush waistcoat, and knee-breeches, and with
legs like balustrades, sits beside his half-emptied basket of
china and earthenware, while at his feet is strewn the
apparently worthless collection of paletots, and cracked
Wellingtons, and greasy napless hats, for which he has ex-
changed his jugs, basins, and spar ornaments. A few
yards from him is a woman, enveloped in a coachman's
drab and many-caped box-coat, with a pair of men's cloth
boots on her feet, and her limp-looking straw bonnet flat-
tened down on her head, from repeated loads ; the ground
before her, too, is littered with old tea-coloured stays, and
bundles of wooden busks, and little bits of whalebone,
whilst beside her, on the seat, lies a small bundle of old
parasols tied together, and looking like a quiver full of
arrows. In the winter you may see the same woman sur-
rounded with hare skins; some so old and stiff that they
seem frozen, and the fresher ones looking shinty and crim-
son as red tinsel.

Now youcome,'as you push your way along the narrow
passage between the seats, to a man with a small mound
of old boots, some of which have the soles torn off, and the
broken threads showing underneath like the stump of
teeth; others are so brown from long want of blacking
that they almost seem to be pieces of rusty metal, and
others again are speckled all over with small white spots
of mildew. Beside another huckster is piled a little hillock
of washed-out light waistcoats, and old cotton drawers, and
straw-bt.nnets half in shreds. Then you see a Jew boy
holding up the remains of a theatrical dress, consisting of
a black velvet body stuck all over with bed furniture orna-
ments, and evidently reminding the young Israelite of
some soul-stirring melodrama that he has seen on the
Saturday evening at the Pavilion Theatre.
A few steps farther on you find one of the merchants
blowing into the fur of some old imitation sable muff, that
has gone as foxy as a Scotchman's whiskers. Next seat
your attention is fixed upon a black•chinned and lanthorn-
Awed bone-grubber, clad in dirty greasy rags, with his
wallet emptied on the stones, and the bones from it, and
bits of old iron and horseshoes, and pieces of rags, each
sorted into different lots before him; and as he sits there,
anxiously waiting for a purchaser, ho munches a hunk of
mouldy pie-crust that he has had given to him on his
rounds.

Nomenclature
The Charity and the Crime of London," "The
Nomenclature of the London Streets," and " The
Street Markets," terminate a promising and enter-
taining first number.

Cuzco and Lima. By Clements R. Markam,
F.R.G.S. London : Chapman and Hall.
THERE is much amusing reading in Mr. Markham's
book, and there would have been more had he con-
fined himself to matters which had some novelty to
recommend them. His titlepage is as full as if
taken from a folio of the eighteenth century, and he
has needlessly mingled historical detail with his
notes of travel. His best chapters are those on the
Inca Indians and the modern literature of Peru.
The account of the latter is not encouraging :
The columns of the daily newspapers are almost en-
tirely occupied in unseemly infective against prominent
and influential men ; varied by the paltry squabbles of
actors or singers, and bad poetry. Pamphlets, too, fre-
quently appear at Lima, and other towns of Peru, on
Political subjects, full of scurrility and libel.

THE PRESS.

The most noticeable author of modern Peru, ac-
cording to Mr. Markham, is a Colonel Espinosa,
whose chief work is " La Herencia Espanola," a series
of letters to Isabella 11. 7n these letters he traces
the misery under which his country groans to the
wretched policy of Isabella's ancestors, and criticises
the Government of his country and the priesthood
with great severity. The two chief poets of Pera
are named Marquez and Althaus, the former of whom
is only in his twenty-third year. The latter has
written, amongst other poems, a "Canto Biblico,"
which is said to resemble some of Byron's Hebrew
melodies. Mr. Markham gives an amusing account
of Senor Bustamante's travels in England :

The result has been a book of travels full of his own
original impressions, which would ludicrously remind the
English reader of Goldsmith's " Citizen of the World," or
Morier's " Hajji Baba."
When in Loudon he went to the Spanish Hotel, kept by
Miss Pidman, which he says was a detestable place, at an
immense distance from the centre of the city, and
Spanish only in name. In the evening he went to hear
Jenny Lind, but was turned out for not being properly
dressed ; he then got into three cabs one after the other,
whose drivers, with incredible malice, all drove him in the
wrong direction, and he did not get home till five in the
morning. Next day he went to London-bridge to watch
the traffic and count how many people could get into an
omnibus ; and afterwards going to the West-end he beheld
" a splendid coach drawn by two Arabian horses, and
driven by a coachman in magnificent livery. Behind,
there was a footman dressed in Asiatic splendour; and in-
side was an old woman uglier than a black-beetle, more
conceited than a peacock, and comfortable as a prebendary
in his capitular seat. Holy God ! what an insolent and
supercilious glance did this decrepid old creature cast on
the passers-by !"
Altogether the Peruvian traveller does not appear to
have been at all pleased with London ; but, on the whole,
his book is the most amusing and original that has
appeared in Peru. He unfortunately never seems to have
got into any decent society, and consequently saw every-
thing from the outside ; thus, his remarks on the
manners and customs of the English, though intended to
be profound and caustic, are only very ridiculous.

If more of the book had been written in this
style, and Mr. Markham had devoted a greater portion
of his space to the present state, and less to the past
history, of the countries he visited, his volume would
have been not only readable but popular. The
coloured plates are well drawn, and give a lively idea
of the objects represented.

The Knights and their Days. By Dr. Doran.
London : Bentley.
Da. DoRAN's book is much in the style of the lecture
at the Panopticon on Whittington and his cat.
" The story runs that Whittington, sitting on the bill
" at Hampstead, heard the bells of Bow inviting him
"to return. As he was what ladies call a ' nice
" young man,' and no doubt very popular with the
" maid-servants of his neighbourhood, it is probable
" that a deputation of their number were the tells
" which brought him back to his master's house." Dr.
Doran, to take an example, discourses on the youth
of Guy of Warwick in a similar manner :
Guy was rather given to bird-catching, hare-snaring. &Id
gentism generally. He had been a precocious youth from
some months previous to his birth, and had given his lady-
mother such horrid annoyance that she was always dream-
ing of battles, fiery cars, strong-smelling dragons, and the
wrathful Mats. " Well," she used to remark to her female
friends, while the gentlemen were over their wine, " I ex-
pect that this boy " (she had made up her mind to that)
" will make a noise in the world—draw bills upon his
father, and be the terror of maid-servants."

This laboured drollery has at no time much to re••
commend it, but continued through a whole volume
it becomes extremely wearisome. The information
collected by the author, though very fragmentary,
deserved a better setting. Some of his instances
are curious, as on duelling

The term tencontre was used in France to elude the law.
If gentlemen " met" by accident and fought, lawyers
pleaded that this was not a duel, which required prelimina-
ries between the two parties
Jeremy Taylor denounced this practice with great
earnestness, and with due balancing of the claims of
honour and of Christianity. " You say, but flesh and blood
cannot endure a blow or a disgrace. Grant that too ; but
take this into the account: flesh and blood shall not
inherit the kingdom of God."

Candidates for the Garter have sometimes been
wary in their desire for the honour

In the reign of Henry VI. we hear of the Ambassador
from Frederick 111., Emperor of Germany (one Sir Her•
took von Clux), stating that his muter wished to know
" what it would stand him in if he were to be admitted
into the honourable order!" Cautious Austria.

The volume abounds with passages of this kind,
sufficient to form an amusing selection.

Clara; or, SlariLife in Europe. Wit'a a Preface
by Sir Archibald Alison, Bart. Three Vols.
London : Bentley.

" C LARA " is a faithful and adequate translation of
the "Europaische Selavenleben " of Haklander, a
novel which has obtained great popularity in Ger-

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many, though less suited to English taste, we ima-
gine, than Sir A. Alison seems to suppose. It is
tainted with the faults and exaggeration of the
Eugene Sue school of fiction. All that relates to
the baron and his band of robbers seems suggested
by " Les Mysteres de Paris." The descriptions of
German life, on the other hand, are original, natural,
and by turns humorous and pathetic. It is to be
regretted that the author did not confine himself to
those representations of reality in which he excels.
The passages relating to the ballet girls—their pri-
vate life, poverty, and the temptations to which they
are exposed—are written with masterly effect. The
motive of the book is to show that the slave life of
Europe—the life of its labouring classes, and parti-
cularly of the lower grade of artists—is more deplo-
rable than the slave life of America. So far as this
notion is intended to excite sympathy for their lot,
and to rouse effort for its amelioration, we can ap-
plaud it ; but, when put forward as literal fact, we
shrink from it as utterly false. Freedom, in its ex-
tremest need, has consolations and humanising and
elevating tendencies which slave life in its best
estate can never know. The author has often outraged
truth to work out his theory, as when he represents
the poor author envying the comforts of Uncle Tom's
cabin. The book is of a mixed character, but the
merit predominates; it shows great original power,
and deserves perusal, if only for its lively portraiture
of every grade of German life.

PUBLICATIONS RECEIVED.—MARcti 20.
BOOKS.

Maurice Elvington. Wilfred East. Smith and Elder.
The Doomed Ship, or, the Wreck of the Arctic Regions.
Willoughby and Co.
Pneuma, or, the Wandering Soul. Rev. W. Calvert, M.A.

Longman.
Syria and the Syrians, or, Turkey in the Dependencies.

Gregory ➢I. Wortabet.
Pirates of the Mississippi.
Rose d'Albret. (Parlour Library.)
PAMPHLET
Recollections of Scotland. J. H. Wain. Liverpool : Hayes.
An Englishman's Testimony. W. and F. Cub.

J. Madden.
Routledge.
Hodgson.

Notes on the Currency of the Straits Settlements.
Singapore: Frederick.
Correspondence between the Governments of the United Stales

and Great Britain. tc. Washington : Nicholson.
" Jacob Onunum " on Military Education. Bradbury
_ _

and Evans.

On the Present Aspect of Education. G room bridge.
The Commissariat in the Crimea. Clowes and Son.
Obserrations on the Turkish Contingent. A Field Officer a
the Force. Smith and Elder.

mnstmtnts, &t.

EXETER-HALL.-Mr. Case's annual performance—•
to hear which makes us grateful that full twelve
months must elapse before we have to endure so
trying an ordeal again—took place this week. There
is little to be said of a performance which embraces
almost every known aria in modern music, and intro•
duces about as many performers. Such monster
concerts as these destroy all t.tite and appreciation
for music.
ADELPHI.—Picco, a blind tibicinist, has given a
series of performances at this theatre during the
week. His instrument is literally nothing but a
penny whistle, but the exquisite bird-like notes he
brings out in the " Ali non giunge," in Norma, and
in the Carnival, reward every one who assists at his
concert. The house has been fully attended during
the week.

THE PANOPTICON.—SeveraI highly meritorious
performances of sacred music have taken place at this
institution daring the week. Costa's Eli, and The
Messiah, with excellent selections from the works of
Handel and Mendelssohn, characterise the nature of
the entertainment. An efficient chorus of forty per-
formers, together with some of our best concert solo
singers, have contributed to the excellence of the
performances.
THE OPERA SEASON will open very shortly at tho
Theatre Royal Lyceum. Mr. Gye, failing to obtain
Drury Lane, and unable to convert Her Majesty's
Theatre into a habitable spot in any time under three
months, has been compelled to content himself with
the Lyceum. The admirable troupe he has collected
includes Mario, Grisi, Bosio, Tamberlik, Jenny Ney,
Marai, Formes, Lablache, and Ronconi. M. Costa,
also, and his inimitable orchestra, are at hand, but
will have to suffer sensible curtailment to meet the
diminished space of the Lyceum. The alterations
are being made with all haste. The house, it is said,
will, when finished, be a perfect bijou. The report
that Her Majesty's Theatre would shortly open is
utterly untrue.
MR. CHARLES MATHEWS, on the occasion of a pre-
sentation last Saturday of a silver vase to Mr. Smith,
the lessee of Drury-lane Theatre, being unavoidably
absent at the ceremony, addressed the following note
to the lessee :
My dear Smith—The accompanying vase will, I trust,
testify to the general of myself and the whole of
your company, the malignity of your scene-painters, and
the acrimony of your band towards you, for your tut-

MARCH 22, 1856.
of how far the entire length of th
out London would reach, if they
line, and others of a similar chi
in to gratify people of the Duke
His grace imagined that he had
Ministry when be showed the
enough physic to float a line
enough lint to spread over the e:
" London from Different Point
interesting chapter ; and the dm
of London, seen from the Custo
monly well written. But perht
passage in the whole number i
Fair 7--
Immediately outside the gatew,
crowded court, stands the celebrat
j initor, with outstretched hand row
penny toll demanded of each of the
enter ; and with his son by his side,
tilled with half a hundred weight of
received, and ready to give change f
be tendered.
As the stranger passes through th
collocated old clothes and old rag'
ther with, in the season, half-putrid
overpowering. The atmosphere of
sour smell blended with the mildew
what is termed " mother "; indeed,
pound of mouldiness, mustiness, an
"bouquet de mile sewers," that it
Christian nostrils.
The hucksters of tatters as th
bundles at their backs. one after an
by some half-dozen of the more eage
gaberdines extending to the heels
tight to the frame as ladies' wet bE
three of them seize the hucksters b
contents of the bundle at his back ;
the shoulder as they all clamour for
contents of their wallets.
" Ha' you cot any preaking (brok
who buys old coats, to cut into clotl
" Cot any fustian, old cordsh, o
know me," Rays another, in a w
little Ikey, the pest of puyers, an
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• • • •
Here a " crockman " (a seller
bright-red plush waistcoat, and k
legs like balustrades, sits beside his
china and earthenware, while at
apparently worthless collection of
Wellingtons, and greasy napless hat
changed his jugs, basins, and ap
yards from him is a woman, enve
drab and many-caped box-coat, with
boots on her feet, and her limp-100
tenet] down on her bead, from repes
before her, too, is littered with old
bundles of wooden busks, and liti
whilst beside her, on the seat, lie!
parasols tied together, and lookin
arrows. In the winter you may see
rounded with hare skins; some so
seem frozen, and the fresher ones lo
son as red tinsel.
Now you come; as you push your
passage between the seats, to a ms
of old boots, some of which have the
broken threads showing undersea
teeth; others are so brown from I
that they almost seem to be piece
others again are speckled all over
of mildew. Beside another huckster
of washed-out light waistcoats, and c
straw-lx.nnets half in shreds. Thei
holding up the remains of a theatric
a black velvet body stuck all over vs
ments, and evidently reminding tl
some soul-stirring melodrama that
Saturday evening at the Pavilion Tb
A few steps farther on you find o
blowing into the fur of some old imi
has gone as foxy as a Scotchman's
your attention is fixed upon a black-
jawed bone-grubber, clad in dirty
wallet emptied on the stones, and I
bits of old iron and horseshoes, and
sorted into different lots before him
anxiously waiting for a purchaser, hi
mouldy pie-crust that he has had
rounds.
" The Charity and the Crime
Nomenclature of the London
Street Markets," terminate a p
taming first number.
Cuzco and Lima. By Clen
F.R.G.S. London : Chap
THERE is much amusing readin
book, and there would have bet
fined himself to matters which
recommend them. His titlepa
taken from a folio of the eighter
has needlessly mingled histori
notes of travel. His best chap:
Inca Indians and the modern
The account of the latter is not
The columns of the daily
news;
tircly occupied in unseemly insect
and influential men ; varied by tl
actors or singers, and bad poetry.
"entlY appear at Lima, and ottn
Political subjects, full of scurrility at