lloro is somcfching timely and dohoious from Warnoiis "Back-Log Btudios," in the fortlicomiug April nutaber of fcriii: - ■ Perhaps the infiuonco of the fottr groat ,m cbaracter is only a f.incied one; ÍS evident on temperament, whieh is nol, altogethera matter of temperature, although the good old deaoon asod to say, in hia hnnibie, simple way, that liis third wifa wasavery gopd woman, but her temporatere was very different trom Unit of the othor two." The north wind is fvi!l of coftrage, tmd puta the stamenduranoe imto a man, and it probably would intoa woman too if there wera a series of resolutions piiBsed to that effect. Tho west wind is hopeful ; it has promise ud adventure in it, aiul is, ex ■ i ! to Allantic voyagersAmerica-bound, the best wind tliat ever blew. The oast wind is püevishncïss ; it is mental rhoumatism and gruinbling, and ouils ono up in the ehiinney-corner liko a cat. And if the chimrtey ever smokes, it smokes when the wind site in that quarter. Tbc aoutli wind is full of longiug and unrest, of effQminato suggestions, of luxurious case, and perhajs Vire migbt say of modem poetry, - at any rate, modern poetry needs a chango of air. I am not sure but the south is tbe most powerful of tho winds, bi;c;tiisü of itsswe.et pursuasivencss. Nothing so etirs the blood in spring, when it comes up out of the tropical latitud e ; it men "longen to gon on pilgrimagos." 1 dii intond to insort hore a little poem (as it is quite proper to do in au essay) on tho sou'h wind, composed by The Young Lady Staying with, Us, bügiuning:- Out of :i (":rif! tnff soutliern dotli Mv soul lii-üld liie iHirht-liird OTJT- but it nevor got any further than tuis. Toe young lady said it was exceedingly diffioult to write the next two lincs, bocause not only rhymo but méuning had to be prooured. And this is true ; anybody can write first lines, and that is the reasou we have so auany poems which soeni to.havc beten begun in justthis way, ■that is, with a south-wind-longing without any thought in it, nnd it is very fortúnate when thero is not wind enough to finish them. This emotional poom, if I may so eall it, was begun after Ilorbert went away. I liked it, and thought it was what is called is called " suggestive ;" althougU I (lid not undeistand ít, cspocilly w'hat tho night-bird was-.; and 1 am f raid I hurt tho Young Lady's féeliaga jy asking hcr if she ineant Herbcrt by te "nightbird," - a vrry absurd suggesinn ubout two unscntimental people. She said, "Nonsenso ; " but she afterwiivd oíd Tho Mistress thafc thoro werc cmoions that oue could nevcr put into vords without the danger of being ridiulous : a profound trutli. And yet I hould not lilco to suy that tlipre is not a entlor loncsomencss in lovo that can gct orufort out of a night-bird in a cloud, if here bo sufíb. a thing. Analysis is the leath of sentiment. A Massachusctts voman, bcfore licr loath, in order to keep her ïuemory green n tlic mind of lierhusbanil, wrotoanumer of lettors, which she post-datod, and confided them on her death bed to a friend, with directions to post ono to him on the last day of every month. In tlie spring - timo of his mourning the husband was rather glad to reoeive the psmido coinmunications from the spirit world, but when limo had cooled the hnart-burnings of his grief and ivnothei woinwí prended at his table, tho postman's arríval with a posthu i nous letter, at tho end of eaoh lunar rerolution, became very raalupropos, and quite deatroycd, with its dismal mem oriis, the picasurn ot his aew honcy moon. His i'reshly-choson brido, too, be carne jealous of these mysterious missiv. : and threatcned to toar out tho eyes o tho author, but, on. being told who til author was, contented herself witli burn ing tho cpsitolary produotions of he predecessor as often as thoy carne. Dr. Hall eays everybody needs te hours' gleep in twenty-í'our, ey.copting, o gourse, newspaper roen.