For my shoe I toss,
An ye niver come back,
'Twill be no great loss."
Charles Reed.
Ennui (Vol. vii., p. 478.).—It is a curious fact that in English, properly so called, we have no word to express this certainly un-English sensation, which we are obliged to borrow from our friends across the channel. They repay themselves with "comfortable," which is quite as characteristically wanting in their vocabulary: so they lose nothing by the exchange. Were we disposed to supply the gaps in our language, by using our own native words (which is much to be desired), we might find a sufficient (and I believe the only) synonyme in the Bedfordshire folk-word unked: at any rate, it is near enough for us, for we neither require the word nor the feeling it is meant to designate.
E. S. Taylor.
Miscellaneous.
BOOKS AND ODD VOLUMES WANTED TO PURCHASE.
Ford's Handbook of Spain. Vol. I.