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FROM JULY TO DECEMBER, 1874.
No. 36 BROMFIELD STREET.
Scenes on the Connecticut River - 105
A Plea for Rest
ER.—Leila Grey: or, Twice an Or-
TO ALL OF OUR PATRONS A CHRISTMAS GREETING. We wish to remind the readers of BALLOU's MAGAZINE that this number completes Volume XL., and that the January number will begin Volume XLI. The patronage of the Magazine during the past year has been liberal, more so than any other year of its long existence. Subscribers have poured in rapidly, and the periodical sales have increased instead of diminishing. This is remarkable, considering the dullness of business, but it shows in the most unmistakable manner the popularity of BALLOU's MAGAZINE. From its prestige in the past, we have bright hopes of the future. We wish to retain all our present patrons, and receive as many new ones as it is possible. The more of them the better, for we shall thereby be enabled to add new improvements, to introduce new contributors, and make our Magazine second to no other publication in the country. A little effort on the part of our friends will enable us to roll up a monthly issue of one hundred thousand copies. This we hope to do before the year 1875 espires. One determined effort and it can be accomplished. If any of our patrons read a story in the Magazine which pleases them, let them speak of it to others, and so excite an interest in those who are strangers to BALLOU's many good qualities. Such advertising is better than that which appears in print.
To those who have remained our steady friends for years, we return our thanks; and to those who have enrolled their names on our books the past season for the first time, we also return thanks; and to one and all, whether buyer or subscriber, we tender a sincere wish for a MERRY CHRISTMAS and a HAPPY NEW YEAB; and may they enjoy many of them, is the ardent wish of, Yours truly,
THOMES & TALBOT.
The theatre was crowded, and a sea
Of eager faces turned toward the scene,
Waiting the entrance of the ballet queen.
The mimic actors of a mimic scene
Performed their parts with their accustomed zeal,
The few faint rounds, one seemed to keenly feel