16 DECEMBER 1882, page 14

Poetry.

AT THE GARRICK CLUB. Dissolve frigus, heap the logs ; I hate these chill December fogs, The hard-bound earth, the dreary sky, The torpor as if death were nigh. What shadows fill......

Art.

THE GROSVENOR GALLERY. [FIRST NOTICE.] Or all the picture exhibitions of the year, the one which is familiarly known as the " Winter Grosvenor " is the most en- joyable; and it......