In startling transitions, in colours all intensated, the sublime, the ludicrous, the horrible succeed one another.

Some blue cattle-dogs and a small pack of mongs barked excitedly, and danced round, and wished they knew what to do in such an unheard-of situation; and no doubt dreamed for days after of what they had done to distinguish themselves.

But there was neither harmony nor melody in their tones, for they belonged to the different stages and shows ; and if the musicians agreed in any thing, it seemed only in the efforts which they made to outscrape, outscreech, outblow and outdrum each other.

The news is bleak.