J. J. Smith, Esq. - Dear Sir: The following aneodote (which I picked up lately) may amuse some of your temperance readers. My friend, Dr. S., told me that about thirty yean ago - when our native wines were much talked of, but scarcely known - he was invited by a hospitable farmer of a neighboring State, to dine with him, and, amongst other inducements, was promised a glass of native wine - the "pure juice of the grape." At dinner, the wine was produced; it was of a fine red color, like claret or Burgundy. "There," said his host, " is something that I am proud of, for I made it myself, and know it to be a pure article - none of your foreign, mixed stuff." The doctor took a good taste of it, made a wry face, and set his glass down, remarking "that it was unlike any wine he had ever tasted." " I fear," said his friend," you don't like it; but you need not be afraid to drink it, for it is a genuine native wine, and I pledge yon my word it is the pure juice of the grape,' without a particle of sugar, or a drop of water in it. I assisted myself to gather the grapes of the best varieties from the woods, had the bunches packed carefully in a new, clean barrel, and filled it up with whiskey - the best old Bourbon I could find - to extract the grape juice.

If that is not the pure native, I don't know what is." The doctor suggested that " it might be native enough, but was not wine." "Nonsense," said his friend; "have I not made 'peach liquor' that way many a time, and why not wine?" It was a long time before the doctor ventured to taste another glass of native wine made in that neighborhood. But they make excellent wine in that State now, since the introduction of the Catawba Grape. B. Buchanan. Cincinnati, 15th of April, 1858.

Alton, Ill., Feb. 2,1858.

Mr. editor: I am a young man yet, although I consider that I have learned a great deal from your most valuable journal, and can with pleasure say that there is as yet no magazine printed in this Union that can compete in rural art, taste, or cheapness, with it; and I look forward with pleasure when it will be found in the possession of every young amateur in the West. There are now three young men in this city who are your best friends, vis: Miller, Morgan, Barry; none of us are over nineteen years of age. It is also held in the highest estimation by many older amateurs In this vicinity.

I have in my fruit garden some very rare fruits, and I will tell you in the future if they are successful or not. Tours, truly, Addison Smith Miller.