23 MARCH 1872, page 14

Poetry.

THE CHILDREN'S GRASS. I . WHERE the twinkling river pushes 'Thwart the dipping swan, All his ruffling down Very softly blown, Lustrous blue reflects the rushes Where the coot is......

Wow :—a Story Of A Cat's Paw.

[TO THE EDITOR OF THE " SPBOTATOR."J SIR,—I think you will be interested in the following anecdote of a distinguished foreigner. One of the happiest results of that abandonment......