First night of the Pantomimes.-The tricks went off admirably!

Men may be capable of a certain feeling of attachment; but to experience, in all its fusibility, the liquefaction of the Soul, is peculiar to woman. There is a burning boundlessness, an illimitable intensity, an expansibility of endless extent, an unfathomable profundity of deepness, and an inaccessible altitude of height, in the female heart, of which none but he who expatriates in the interminable mazes of its soul-intoxicating rapturousness, can form an adequate idea. Vainly would the plummet of Philosophy essay to sound that Ocean of Affection, the gigantic billows of whose incompressible immensity, swell, with an extensibility of eternal might, in her gentle breast.-SNIVEL ON THE SOFTER FEELINGS.