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“Picking his way,” belongs to a day (April 17) in a “Scrape Book,” with the motto of “Luck’s all:” 

“17th.  Had my eye pick’d out by a pavior, who was axing his way, he didn’t care where.  Sent home in a hackney-chariot that upset.  Paid Jarvis a sovereign for a shilling.  My luck all over!”

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The Schoolmaster’s Motto, accompanying “Palmam qui meruit ferat!” is too long for extract.

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The chief fun of the countryman and his Pigs lies in the cut.

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CUTS FROM HOOD’S COMIC ANNUAL.

[Illustration:  INFANTRY AT MESS.] [Illustration:  PICKING YOUR WAY.] [Illustration:  PALMAM QUI MERUIT FERAT.] [Illustration:  ’I DO PERCEIVE HERE A DIVIDED DUTY.’]

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SPIRIT OF THE PUBLIC JOURNALS.

BUNYAN’S PILGRIM’S PROGRESS.[5]

    [5] Abridged from the paper on Southey’s Life of Bunyan, in
    the last Quarterly Review.

Of the first appearance of this celebrated parable, Mr. Southey’s diligence has preserved the following notices:—­

“’It is not known in what year the Pilgrim’s Progress was first published, no copy of the first edition having as yet been discovered; the second is in the British Museum; it is “with additions,” and its date is 1678; but as the book is known to have been written during Bunyan’s imprisonment, which terminated in 1672, it was probably published before his release, or at latest immediately after it.  The earliest with which Mr. Major has been able to supply me, either by means of his own diligent inquiries, or the kindness of his friends, is that “eighth e-di-ti-on” so humorously introduced by Gay, and printed—­not for Ni-cho-las Bod-ding-ton, but for Nathanael Ponder, at the Peacock in the Poultrey, near the Church, 1682; for whom also the ninth was published in 1684, and the tenth in 1685.  All these no doubt were large impressions.’

“When the astonishing success of the Pilgrim’s Progress had raised a swarm of imitators, the author himself, according to the frequent fashion of the world, was accused of plagiarism, to which he made an indignant reply, in what he considered as verses, prefixed to his ‘Holy War.’

      ’Some say the Pilgrim’s Progress is not mine,
      Insinuating as if I would shine
      In name and fame by the worth of another,
      Like some made rich by robbing of their brother;
      Or that so fond I am of being Sire,
      I’ll father bastards; or if need require,
      I’ll tell a lye in print, to get applause. 
      I scorn it; John such dirt-heap never was
      Since God converted him.  Let this suffice
      To shew why I my Pilgrim patronize.