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M. ARAGO, having completed his love-labor in honor of Condorcet, is again abstracting from scientific pursuits a portion of his time, to prepare a memoir upon the acts and doings of the Provisional Government of 1848 of which he was a member.  It is said to be a curious work which will enlighten much that is yet dark in the history of that period, throwing additional obloquy upon some members, and relieving others of a portion of that which they have hitherto borne.  M. Chemiega is also engaged upon his own account in similar historical labors.

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DR. OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES, on the 9th of September, delivered a poem, described by a correspondent of the Commercial Advertiser as one of his finest compositions, before a large audience, assembled to dedicate a rural cemetery at Pittsfield, Mass.

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M. DUGANNE, some of whose songs and dramatic pieces have the ring of true metal, has just completed a satire entitled “Parnassus in Pillory,” and with the motto, “Lend me your ears.”  We have seen some advance sheets of it, which are full of wit and spirit.

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SOUTH CAROLINA has always been prolific of epics.  Those of Mr. Simmons, Dr. Marks of Barhamville, and some others, have been tried, and-the court of criticism has now before it from the same quarter “America Discovered, in Twelve Books.”

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JOHN NEAL has given notice of his intention to write a history of American Literature “in two large octavo volumes,” and he invites authors who are not afraid to show their books, to send them to him at Portland without delay.

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“GERMANIA, ITS COURTS, CAMPS AND PEOPLE,” is the title of a brace of volumes by “the Baroness Blaize de Bury.”  And who, pray, is the Baroness Blaize de Bury?  A writer in The Leader answers after this wise: 

“Why, sir, she is somewhat of a myth, making her avatars in literature with all the caprice and variety of Vishnou or Brougham; her maiden name of Rose Stewart has not, that we can discover, been stained with printer’s ink, but we trace her as ‘Arthur Dudley’ in the Revue des Deux Mondes writing upon Bulwer and Dickens, we next find her as ‘Maurice Flassan’ in Les Francais Aeints par eux-memes.  Rumor further whispereth that she had a finger in ‘Albert Lunel,’ one of the eccentricities of an eccentric law-lord, which was hurriedly suppressed, one knows not why; in the Edinburgh Review she wrote a paper on Moliere, and for Charles Knight’s Weekly Volume a pleasant little book about Racine, on the title-page of which she is styled ’Madame Blaize Bury;’ since that time you observe she has blossomed into a Baroness de Bury!  Let us add that she is the wife of Henri Blaze, known as agreeable critic