diamonds and putty knives for glaziers;
brushes and colour-pots for painters; veneering
tools for cabinet-makers; brushes and
paste-pots for paper-hangers. The farrier
may be here supplied with horse-shoes and
nails, and every wherewithal of his trade; the
saddler can buy most of the implements of his
trade; old harness can be picked up in
all stages of preservation and decay, down
to a single strap or a single buckle;
grooms and ostlers can buy currycombs
new and currycombs old; and horse-cloths,
and rugs, and bandages for poor bruised
horse-knees, are forthcoming if wanted.
Then the wheelwright, or the coster who
owns a donkey-cart, or the street dealer
who acts as horse to his own truck or
barrow, or the greengrocer who would try
to save a little money by mending his own
cart, may here meet with big wheels, little
wheels, new wheels, old wheels, mended
wheels, tires, felloes, naves, spokes, springs,
shafts, axle-trees, tail-boards, seats, and the
bits of ironmongery necessary to put them
all together. Tailors' shears and geese,
thimbles and sleeve-boards; cobblers' lap-
stones, hammers, and knives; bookbinders'
edge cutters and stamping irons; brass-
founders' moulds and brazing tools: it
would indeed be a long summer's day that
would suffice for drawing up a detailed list
of all the articles sold at this singular place.
And who are the buyers; who are the
persons for whom the sellers anxiously look
out? They appear to be chiefly working
men and their wives. The men—
if they are journeymen who have to find
their own tools, or small masters who work
at the bench themselves—come here in
the expectation of finding useful bargains,
and there is fair reason to suppose that, if
a man knows how to make the best of what
he handles, good bargains can be made.
Social reformers say that English working
men's wives hardly manage the family
dinners quite as well as they might;
whether this be so or not, the wives are
wonderfully neat and tidy at the——Well,
we will call it the Copenhagen Bazaar.

THE GREAT MAGYAR.
IN FOUR PARTS. CHAPTER III.

THE explosion of royalty in France was
echoed by similar detonations throughout
the continent of Europe in 1848.
Disturbances at Vienna, which the government
mistook for an émeute, proved to be
a revolution. Truly or falsely, the Hungarian
Radicals claimed the chief authorship
of it. In any case, the immediate
effect of it was to place Louis Kossuth at
the head of affairs in Hungary; and his
first act was to send a deputation to the
court of Vienna. This deputation was
instructed to demand the immediate formation
of a responsible and purely Magyar
ministry for the kingdom; universal
suffrage; and the removal of the Hungarian
Diet, from Presburg to Pesth. True to his
habitual policy of making the best of every
bad business, Szechenyi, though he neither
shared all the hopes which accompanied,
nor approved all the demands which were
confided to, this deputation, consented to
join it. It was doubtless owing to his
influence that the deputation was authorised
to declare the determination of the
Hungarian nation to remain indissolubly
united with the empire. The enthusiasm
with which the deputies were received
on their return, to Pesth, was unbounded;
and a provisional government was
immediately formed in which Szechenyi, from
the motives which had already induced
him to join the deputation, consented,
though most reluctantly, to become the
colleague of Kossuth. It was not a
moment in which any sincere patriot had
the right to remain passive. There is
profound wisdom in Solon's law which
obliged every citizen, on pain of confiscation
and banishment, to take active part
with one or other of the contending
factions in case of civil tumult. On which
Aulus Gelius shrewdly observes that the
persons most likely to remain passive on
such occasions are those whose active
participation in affairs is most to be desired,
viz., the wisest and most honest members of
the community, who should, therefore, be
compelled to throw the weight of their
personal influence into the scale of politics,
whenever politics are most in danger of
falling into the hands of intriguers or
enthusiasts.

We cannot more vividly depict the
painful condition of Count Szechenyi's
mind during these events than by
translating the words of a private letter which
has been addressed to us on this subject
by an intimate friend of the Great Magyar.

"We passed the evening of the 14th of
March" (1848), says our correspondent,
"with him at Presburg. The air was full
of rumours, and the news that reached
us from Vienna became more and more
alarming, as the night advanced.
Confusion at the Burg; revolution in the
streets; Metternich flying from the mob.
Szechenyi appeared profoundly agitated by
the terrible vision which his prophetic