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will choose for himself; for the longer the 

 paper floats, the darker the future picture 

 will be. AVhen thought to be sufficiently done, 

 the slips must be hung up to dry in a dark 

 closet or room, and afterwards preserved in 

 a portfolio. The paper will keep colorless 

 for eight or ten days ; but after that time 

 gradually turns brown. As a rule, it is best 

 to excite it the day before use. 



To print the paper, lay it with its prepared 

 side to the Collodion side of the negative. 

 Place over the latter the glass ; and behind 

 the paper, the board of your printing frame. 

 Then expose it to the sunlight, or the 

 strongest light to be had. A little of the 

 prepared paper should be allowed to jut out 

 at one side, in order that the printing may 

 be stopped when the tint is thought to be 

 dark enough, though it must be remembered 

 that the subsequent fixing agent somewhat 

 bleaches it. When sufficiently done the 

 paper should be removed from the frame, 

 and floated (the same way as before) on a 

 solution composed of hyposulphite of soda, 

 \ oz. ; filtered water, \ pint. 



Having floated on this for not less than 

 ten minutes, the paper should be laid on a 

 glass plate, and washed by running water ; 

 till, on the tongue being applied, the sweet 

 taste of the hyposulphite of silver is imper- 

 ceptible. The picture may now be hung up 

 to drain and dry. French photographers 

 give their pictures a dark violet tint (generally 

 admired), by using a solution of distilled 

 water, 2 oz/; sel d'or, 1 grain. The paper 

 should be floated on this as before, and 

 afterwards well washed to remove all traces 

 of the salt. 



The picture is now finished; but if wished, 

 it may be glazed by brushing over it a varnish 

 of equal quantities of white of egg (albumen) 

 and distilled water. Then lay it between 

 paper, and pass over it a heated iron. This 

 renders the albumen insoluble and quite 

 glossy. 



"We have now finished the Collodion and 

 accessory Printing Processes. As the wax 

 paper process (in which the pictures are 

 taken at once on the paper) is just now 

 exciting much attention amongst lovers of 

 the art, and as I know that many have from 

 it obtained' beautiful results, I propose in my 

 next to speak of the modus operandi. 



Glenelg. 



May 15. 



THE EARTH,— FULL OF POETRY. 



The Poetry of earth is never dead ; 

 "When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, 

 And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run 

 From hedge to hedge about the new-mown 



mead, — 

 That is the grasshopper's. 



Keats. 



OTJK HLREOR OF THE MONTHS. 

 J U X E. 



'Tis now the hour, when from the houghs 

 The nightingale's high note is heard ; 



It is the hour when lovers' vows 

 Seem sweet in every whimpered word; 



And gentle winds and* waters near 



Make music to the lonelv ear. 



It is the time of Roses ; 

 We pluck them as we pass.— Tom Hood. 



"We had resolved to omit our Monthly 

 song on the Seasons ; but on second thoughts, 

 as we have after to-day only " one more" 

 song to sing, we are reluctant to lay aside 

 the pen until the very last moment. Our 

 readers tell us they " love to hear us sing." 

 This thought really makes us feel musically 

 inclined. So let us indulge ; as our time is 

 now so very, very short. 



Our English climate is a changeable one. 

 We are continually looking for settled 

 weather, and it never comes. Anticipating 

 sunshine, we are treated to cold easterly 

 winds, and heavy clouds. We have had 

 much of this, and borne it all. But then, — 

 have not the late rains and glorious sunshine 

 been delightful ? Have not the flowers felt 

 the benefit ? and has not all the earth become 

 clothed as with a garment ? From all parts 

 of the country, the welcome tidingsof plenty 

 in prospective are reaching our ear con- 

 tinually. 



We can readily believe this. Walking 

 about frequently, as we do, to note the pro- 

 gress of the young corn, we see abundant 

 reason to rejoice. Soon will it burst into 

 ear, and speedily recover what it appeared 

 to have lost. There is such a vast extent of 

 it too ! We took a salutary hint, from the 

 deficiency of last year, to sow a double 

 quantity of seed this. In so doing, we were 

 wise. 



The season promises to be a fine one, in 

 every sense of the word. Frost, it is true, 

 has sorely nipped many early buds of pro- 

 mise ; but there is plenty yet remaining to 

 gladden the heart of man and beast. Already 

 does the glowworm light her lamp, and the 

 bat flit noiselessly by. The fragrant breath of 

 flowers, too, steals into our houses as the dews 

 of evening come sweetly on ; and the moth 

 flutters against the darkling pane. 



This month may be justly called the 

 Carnival of Nature ; for Nature is prodigal 

 of her luxuries, and never reproaches us for 

 taking our fill. All is loveliness, sweetness, 

 harmony, peace, happiness. The sun laughs 

 joyously on all around ; and all yield to his 

 influence, nothing loth. 



The early dew and the late dew are now 

 imparting the most fragrant perfumes to our 

 favorite flowers. At eve particularly, whilst 

 walking abroad, we inhale the incense ; 

 honeysuckles and sweet-briar mingling their 



