He wants no napkin for his hands,
His fingers' ends to wipe;
That hath his kitchen in a box,
His roast meat in a pipe."

But the following pretty parody, (on some lines by Ambrose Phillips,) by Hawkins Brown, Esq., will, I trust, be relished by all pipe smokers:

"Little tube of mighty power, charmer of an idle hour.

Object of my warm desire, lip of wax and eye of fire;

And thy snowy taper waist, with my finger gently brac'd."

Perhaps the most inveterate smoker was the Rev. William Breedon, vicar of Thornton, Bucks; in the "History of Lilly's Life and Times," it is mentioned, on the authority of Lilly, that he was "a profound divine, but absolutely the most polite person for nativities in that age;" and also such a smoker, that "when he had no tobacco, (and I suppose too much drink,) he would cut the bell ropes, and smoke them."*

The reader will, I hope, excuse this digression, having been led into it by a king, but it "shows the living manners," though they have died.

From the "Year Book," it appears that from 1588 to 1622, there were but few newspapers; the thirty years' war of Gustavus Aldolphus excited much curiosity, and there was then a weekly paper, called "News of the Present Week," by N. Butler, 1622; one was continued till 1626, under the title of "Mercurius Britannicus," that was succeeded by the "Germar Intelligencer," 1630, also the "Sweedish Intelligencer," 1631, compiled by William Watts, of Caius College. There was newspaper, in 1644, under the title of " Mercurius Fumigosus,' or Smoking Nocturnal; luckily King James was dead, or thi would have killed him.

The wood cut (next page) gives a representation of the interio; of the House of Commons, given as an embellishment to a news paper, which began with the long parliament, and was continued from the third of November, 1640, to the same time, 1641. There was more than one hundred with different titles, betweer this date to the death of the king, and upwards of eighty from thence to the restoration of Charles II., at first weekly, then

CIGARS.-It appears from the subjoined advertisement, copied from an old Boston newspaper, that cigars first came into fashion there, about the

year 1769:

Brought from Havana, a box of cigars, a very rare article! The best of tobacco rolled up to the size of a small finger, and of about five inches in length-for smoking They are preferred by the Spanish Dons to the pipe. Those who wish to enjoy such a luxury, will please call and try them.

Oct. 16, 1769.

WM. STOCKTON,

two or three a week, in 1642; after which they came out daily, and were sent to all parts, even to Scotland. Spelding. The number of them for twenty years to the restoration, was not less than 30,000, which is from four to five new ones every day.

"The Public Intelligencer," published by Sir Roger L'Estrange, appeared 1661. The first daily, after the revolution, 168S, was the "Orange Intelligencer." From an advertise

ment in the "Athenian Gazette," 1696, coffee-houses had then the exclusive votes of parliament, and nine newspapers every week, but there seems to have been but one, although nine were occasionally issued. In 1709, there were eighteen, one daily, the "London Courant;" in 1724, there were three daily, six weekly, and two evening, three times a week.

In 1681, votes of parliament were first printed, (but the parliamentary proceedings were prohibited after the restoration,) published as a pamphlet, by Burton, who says: "If any read nowadays, it is a play book or pamphlet of news." Year Book. The first Gazette was printed 7th November, 1665, at Oxford; the court being there in consequence of the plague being in London this paper is official, and is still continued.

The following is a humourous description of a quidnunc: "A newsmonger is a retailer of rumours that he takes upon trust, and sells as cheap as he buys; he deals in a commodity that will not keep, for if it be stale it lies upon his hands, and will yield nothing, true or false, it is all one to him; for novelty being the grace of both, a truth grows stale as soon as a lie, and as a slight suit will last as well as a better while the fashion holds, a lie serves as well as truth, till new ones come up. He is little concerned whether it is good or bad, for that does not make it more or less news, and if there be any difference, he would willingly bear his share in any public calamity, to have the pleasure of hearing and telling it. He is deeply read in "Diurnals," and can give as good an account of Rowland Pepin if need be as any man; he tells news as men do money -with their fingers-for he assures them it comes from very good hands. The whole business of his life is like that of a setter dog, viz., to fetch and carry, and when he does it well he is daft on the back and fed for it, until he has eaten it out, for he does not take it altogether like a gentleman for his pleasure, but when he lights upon a considerable parcel of news, he knows where to put it for a dinner, and quarter himself upon it until he has eaten it out, and by this means he drives a trade by retrieving the first news, to truck it out for the first meat in season; and, like the luxurious Roman, ransacks all seas and lands to please his pallate, for he imports his narrative from all parts within the geography of his diurnal, and he eats as well upon the Russ and Polander, as the English and Dutch. By this means his belly is provided for, and nothing lies upon his hands but his back, which takes other courses to maintain itself by waifs and stray silver spoons, straggling hoods and scarfs, pimpings, and sets de l'ombre." Hudibras.

There have been provincial newspapers of longer standing than any of the London ones, if I except the Gazette.

"The Nottingham Journal," began 1714, (printed on two octavo leaves,) which still lives, and without knowing or caring about its politics, for, like all others, it has changed with the times. Agreeable to the following quotation of De Toquer ville, I say, long may it live "A newspaper can drop the same thought into a thousand minds at the same moment; it is an adviser who does not require to be sought, but who comes to you of its own accord, and talks briefly every day, without distracting your private affairs. Newspapers, therefore, become more necessary in proportion as men become more equal, and individuals more to be feared; to suppose that they only serve to protect freedom would be to diminish their importance; they maintain civilization." ai esht die ei eldi : roba, Iri

The oldest London newspaper onow in existence, is the "Morning Herald," which is only 76 years old. "The Times," which has the largest circulation, has only existed 57 years; this paper first began to be printed by steam power, 29th No vember, 1814, but it was not until after a series of experiments, continuedly carried on till the 3d December, 1824, that they considered the experiment completed; at first the machine only threw off 1100 in one hour, but at the latter period, the ma chine (invented by Messrs. Koenig and Bauer) was so far improved as to throw off 2000 per hour.. For a long time the writer had a paper of each trial by him, but he regrets they are now lost.

The following extraordinary instance of steam navigation, steam travelling, and steam printing, is one of the wonderful instances of this mechanical age

In December, 1841, the steam ship Great Western fired her gun ten miles from Bristol, at half past ten o'clock, on Monday night, thirteen days from New York. The reporter of the Times newspaper went on board, left her again before eleven, he reached London in the mail train at half past five; the intelligence which she brought was printed, and a copy was put into her cabin window, as she was still in the roadstead, by one o'clock, all having been accomplished in fifteen hours. TVI Such is the effect of that scientific combination of powers which has been well described in the following quartrain:

Perhaps the following anecdote, which the writer heard related by Sir Richard Phillips, will be amusing to: newspaper printers, to them there is a moral in it: While I was at Not

tingham, I fell in with a plain elderly man, an ancient reader of the Leicester Herald,' a paper which I published for some years in the halcyon days of my youth. Its reputation secured me many a hearty shake by the hand, as I passed through the midland counties. I abandoned it, in 1795, for the Monthly Magazine, and exchanged Leicester for London.

This ancient reader, hearing that I was in Nottingham, came to me with a certain paper in his hand, to call me to an account, for the wearisome hours which an article in it had cost him, and his friends. I looked at it, and saw it headed Dutch Mail, and it professed to be a column of original Dutch, which this honest man had been labouring to translate, for he said he had not met with any other such specimen of Dutch. The sight of it brought the following circumstances to my recollection. On the evening before one of our publications, my men and boys were frolicing in the printing office, and they overturned two or three colums of the paper. The chief point was to get ready, in some way or other, for the Nottingham and Derby coaches, which, at four in the morning, required 4 or 500 papers. After every exertion, we were short nearly a column, but there stood in the gallies, a tempting column of pie. Now, unlettered reader, mark: pie is a jumble of odd letters, gathered from the floor, &c. of a printing office, but set on end, in any manner, to be distributed at leisure in their proper places. Some letters are topsy turvy, often ten or twelve consonants come together, and then so many vowels, with as whimsical a juxtaposition of stops. I suddenly bethought me, that this might be called Dutch, and after writing a head, "Dutch Mail," I subjoined a statement, that “ just as our paper was going to press, the Dutch Mail had arrived, but that as we had not time to make a translation, we had inserted its intelligence in the original." I then overcame the scruples of my overseer, and the pie was made up to the extent wanted, and off it went as original Dutch, into Derbyshire and Nottinghamshire. In a few hours, other matter in plain English, supplied its place for our local publication. Of course, all the linguists, schoolmasters, high bred village politicians, and correspondents of the Ladies' Diary, set their wits to work to translate my Dutch; and I once had a collection of letters, containing speculations on the subject, or demanding a literal translation of that which appeared to be so intricate. How the Dutch could read it, was incomprehensible! My Nottingham quidnunc was one of the number, and it appears that at times, for above four and thirty years, he had bestowed on it his anxious attention. I told him the story, and he left me, 'vowing, that as I had deceived him once, he never would be lieve a newspaper again."