There was, not many years ago, an auctioneer named Robbins, in London, famous for the ornate mode of his advertising of mansions and country seats. A wag got up an imitation in which a great advantage was introduced in a N. B.: " The telegraph passes the door day and night." A more recent flourish is the following : " A quaint mansion and appurtenances, draped in the foliage of its statety pines, its ornate lakes abounding with trout and flecoying the wild duck to the fowling-piece, wrapped in the amplitude of its lawns and finely-timbered parks, presenting a tout ensemble of a •country seat, rich in the elite of winged game, intersected by never-failing streams of pure water, hydraulics might here neutralize the aridity of periodical draughts." Who does not want to purchase such an elysium ? But it is feared the mania for locomotion gives preference to Pullman cars over the delights of home.