The public have been • favored, within the past two years, with two separate editions of the above work, by as many different publishers. A fact has since come to our notice that will, when generally known, interfere seriously with its reputation, as well as damage its reliability. It is this: Mr. L. Wright, in his concluding chapters, devotes considerable space to an account of a remarkable poultry establishment at "Charny, a picturesque village near Paris," wherein are to be found 1,200 laying hens with a due proportion of cocks, lodged in the first floor of an elaborate building, with a verandah, railway, lifting tackle, boiler, stoves, hatching rooms etc. There are some ten or a dozen engravings, and Mr. Wright most innocently informs his readers that it is the most perfect thing of the kind in France, and has been conducted for several years with complete success.

Here is the result. An English capitalist, after reading this account, determined to go into the hen business, and went over to Paris expressly to visit this famous poultry establishment, - on arriving at Paris he tried to hire a conveyance to Charny, but no one knew the place. The Geographical Dictionary gave him no aid. He gained access to the Minister of Agriculture, but his inquiries elicited only a smile, but no definite information. He ascertained the name and address of the author, inquired of him the way to Charny, and other particulars concerning this successful establishment, and to his astonisment received this reply: "Monsieur, c'est imagination," or in American vernacular, "all in your eye." What a beautiful volume, then, to foist off on American readers. After this exposure, what further confidence can we place in it ?