The New York Journalist, a sixteen-page quarto, is filled with able articles and reviews, and brightly-written paragraphs. The leading article is on « Criticism. » « The young author, » says the editor, « writhes if his first efforts are received with anything but taffy of the most saccharine variety. He exhibits proudly the favorable notices and it has to be an exceedingly bad book that don't get some favorable notices—of the Bungtown Bazoo, the Crosby County Clarion, and similar leading exponents of public opinion, and he is exceedingly wroth that the practised critics of other papers do not bow down and worship his budding genius. No adverse criticism can, in his mature opinion, possibly be honest….Then if he is foolish, and has no friends whose advice he is willing to take, he rushes into type. This is almost always fatal. Mr Edgar Fawcett tried this in his younger days with Richard Henry Stoddart. The veteran's historic retort 'Mr Fawcett should really turn himself off,'^* fell on the soft young head of the novelist with the dull sickening thud of a sand-club. The retort will be remembered long after the not-far-off day when the intelligent reader will inquire, 'Who was Edgar Fawcett?' » The weak point of the present number is a poem(?) in blank verse, entitled « The Life Divine, » which fills nearly two columns.

The Ink-Fiend (Parker & Weisroek, Chicago), is finely printed on the white surface-glossed paper which shows up delicate work so perfectly. It is interesting, practical, and well supported.

The American Bookmaker copies Mr Blades's article on the « New Zealand Caxton. »

In the Inland Printer Mr Thomas W. Elliott stands up for wood-engraving as still superior to any process work, and makes out a good case for his favorite art.

The American Art Printer starts its third volume with an entirely new and very effective cover. The specimen of colored work inside, designed by A. Bornstein and worked by W. H. Ryan, in the quiet harmony of its three tints, relieved by white spaces and black outlines, marks a decided advance on the style of garish colors which characterized so many specimens in the old Model Printer.

From Sydney we have received Nos. 1 and 2 of the Storekeeper, a fortnightly folio of 16 pages, the scope of which is sufficiently explained by its title. It is well-written in the American style, and illustrated with portraits of prominent business men. The following extracts will give an idea of its style:

Is your stock insured? What, no? And yet you call yourself a business man!
To our readers we would say: Criticise us, please. Our critics are our educators.
Said a great banker to his branch managers: « Treat your customers liberally, bearing in mind the fact that a bank prospers as its customers prosper. » This is a wise maxim that might occasionally be remembered by some of the up-country managers.

In No. 2 there is a page of « model » advertisements by an expert. The poet of the Akaroa Mail could give the expert a good many points and come out ahead.

The Printers' Register is arranging for a « travelling portfolio » of specimens after the style introduced by the New York Lithographer and Printer. Profiting by the sad experience of its contemporary, it will require a guinea deposit from each recipient of the specimens.