A drug store on upper Broadway, N. Y., between the squares - possibly it is directly opposite the Union - may now be seen of evenings brilliantly illuminated with electricity. The light is not furnished in a large globular lamp, as we have heretofore seen it, but is broken up into a multitude of jets, each of which is surmounted by a vase-shaped shade, if I may so term it, of clear glass, which has a broad line of ornament chased or ground upon it. This shade is especially mentioned because it seems to be a helpful feature. The light given off from the small jets is not silver colored as in the spherical lanterns, nor of a rich gold color as in the gaslight, but is somewhere between the two; J resembling, in fact, that which we see in the stars, and casting off, like them, scintillating beams or radiant lines of light.

From this* upper Broadway pharmacy, I suppose, the new method will spread until every city, town and village within the Union is as richly furnished. Now this fact, it seems to me, is of some interest to the arboriculturist, and to the lover of ornamental trees. With the actual departure of the gaslight, and its accompanying nuisance of gas waste, the tree grower, if he is a lover of his kind, should make an heroic attempt to again carry his vegetation within the city limits, and regain and plant the streets which have too long suffered from his absence.

It would be well, if in the cost of each tree set, should be included also a fee for the care of it for a number of years, say five or ten, the oversight to cover the two or three weeks immediately following its first insertion in the ground, and subsequently a semi-annual inspection and cleansing from insects. Though the majority of town residents seemingly labor under the impression that arboreal vegetation will take all necessary care of itself, it is a mistake, and tree growers as a body should see that they are better informed, and keep them so by periodically refreshing their wonderfully short memories.