To speak of Sir Walter Scott as a literary man, would be the height of absurdity in a statistical writer.  In that light he is known and duly appreciated over the whole world, wherever letters have found their way.  But I shall say, that those who know him only by the few hundreds of volumes that he has published, know only the one half of the man, and that not the best half neither.  As a friend, he is steady, candid, and sincere, expressing his sentiments freely, whether favourable or the reverse.  He is no man’s enemy, though he may be to his principles; and I believe that he never in his life tried to do an individual hurt.  His impartiality as a judge is so well known, that no man, either rich or poor, ever attempts to move him from the right onward path.  If he have a feeling of partiality in his whole disposition, it is for the poachers and fishers, at least I know that they all think that he has a fellow-feeling with them,—­that he has a little of the old outlaw blood in him, and, if he had been able, would have been a desperate poacher and black-fisher.  Indeed, it has been reported that when he was young he sometimes “leistered a kipper, and made a shift to shoot a moorfowl i’ the drift.”  He was uncommonly well made.  I never saw a limb, loins, and shoulders so framed for immoderate strength.  And, as Tom Purdie observed, “Faith, an he hadna’ been crippled he wud ha’e been an unlucky chap.”

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*** “An Old Friend of the late Mr. Terry” has requested us to insert the following correction:  “In our notices respecting Sir Walter Scott, (see Mirror, No. 571, p. 254,) we stated that Mrs. Terry had in her possession a tragedy written by Sir Walter for her son W.S.  Terry, and intended by the author as a legacy for Walter’s first appearance on the stage.  We have been since assured that it never was intended by his parents, nor was it ever in the contemplation of his godfather, that Walter Scott Terry should appear at all upon the stage.  The youth is in fact at this time a cadet at the Military College, Addiscombe, to which establishment he obtained an appointment through the kind exertions of Sir Walter, who has thus placed young Terry in a situation to distinguish himself in a line of life perfectly according with his own talents and inclinations.”

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Islington Stages—­The stage-coaches to Islington, sixty years ago, were drawn by three horses, on account of the badness of the roads.  The inside fare was at that time sixpence each person.  H.B.  ANDREWS.