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To the Editor.
No more the praises of their Vesta's name
The tuneful voices of her maids inspire--
And watch with pious zeal the deathless fire-
Like Aow'rs that grow on some forgotten grave ;
But for the clue their summer fragrance gave !
This Second Volume of the Table Book concludes my endeavours of this nature. My engagement was to continue the work so long as the public continued to be pleased. I have gone a little further in justice to my readers, who might have felt disappointed had the volume not been concluded. I have cause to regret its commencement,
The Table Book, like the Every-Day Book, is undeformed by blemishes that would render it unfit for the Family 'Table. This, its praise in particular, is, to the public in general, a defect, in a work of low price and humble pretension. It has likewise the disadvantage of containing some things of higher reach, and more literary merit than usually fall to such a publication: it “flies too much over men's heads”-is a little too much in advance of the “march of intellect." I supposed that a sheet so filled," with engravings-every Saturday -price threepence,” would sell to an extent that would leave something weekly to its conductor : I erred.