tion, among her brethren of “ the priesthood of letters. In the “ Working Women” novr before us, she appears very advantageously as a writer of memoirs; and it is no mean gift—nor is its exercise possible without sincere and loving toil—to bo able to reduce the fact* and experiences of a life to a sketoh in whieh every line shall tell and every stroke be significant. This Mrs. Balfour has done for Mrs. Trimmer, Mrs. Hannah More, Mrs. Barbauld, Elizabeth Smith, “ Charlotte Elizabeth, Mrs. Sherman, Sarah Martin, the three Mrs. Judaonk'—but chiefly the Mrs. Judson, the first—-and Hannah Kilham. We do not estimate all these women os Mrs. Balfour does ; but her sketches delight us always for her own part in them; and two —those of Hannah More and Charlotte Elizabeth— have a little modified our previous interpretation of the characters delineated. Mrs. Balfour’s moral from these lives is, that “ Woman is the pioneer of progress.” To her each woman selected represents a class; and all unite to show what woman may be and may accomplish as a social reformer. When at a distance oV years—may they be many-vsome other hand completes the roll of “ working women, who have taught and purified and blessed their sisters and their sons and daughters in this day of ours, there will be a high and honoured place for the name of Clara Lucas Balfour.Of “ Morning Dewdrops —too long a sojourner on our table—we need only say, that it is a beautifully written hook for “juvenile abstainers” from intoxicating drinks; which, too, others than juveniles may profitably read, and others than total abstainers will bo pleased with.