And is known at Jerry Thomas's. And here comes Miss Agnes. Good morning! "Bon jour!" Now, isn't that vision alarming? Silk with panier, and puffs, and lace Decking a figure of corsetted grace; Her words are minced, and her spoiled young face Wears a simper far from charming. Thirteen only a month ago,— Notice her conversation: Fashion—that bonnet of Nellie Perroy's— And now, in a low, confidential voice, Of Helena's treatment of Tommy Joyce,— Aged twelve,—that's the last flirtation. What has become of the children, then? How can an answer be given? Folly filling each curly head, Premature vices, childhood dead, Blighted blossoms—can it be said "Of such is the kingdom of heaven?" CHINESE LANTERNS.