CLINTON HALL, Astor Place, New-York. B. FRANK. PALMER, Surgeon - Artist to the Government Hospitals, Has the honor to announce that, in order to supply the unexampled demand of the ARMY and NAVY for the Arm and Leg, he has greatly increased his facilities at the NATIONAL STUDIO IN PHILADELPHIA, and opened capacious BRANCHES in NEW-YORK and BOSTON. THREE THOUSAND PALMER LIMBS Have been commenced, and the inventor will be enabled to adjust them at the rate of one hundred per month, if required. They will be provided for mutilated soldiers of very limited means at prime cost, aud in extreme cases at less than cost-it being the design to supply all patriotic men who lose limbs in the country's service. The PALMER LIMBS will be adjusted for persons in civil life on the usual terms. Nearly five thousand adjustments have been made, which furnish a criterion by which to judge of the merit of the inventions. All persons having limbs furnished by PALMER & Co., or by any person representing them, will in the future address the firm, or the inventor, when in want of duplicate limbs, or any other professional service. CAUTION.-No other person (whether formerly in the firm, or in the employ of PALMER & Co.) has now the right to construct or repair the PATENT LIMBS for the Company in New-York. Inquire for (or address) the inventor at the NEW OFFICE, on the groun l-floor, CLINTON HALL, PALMER & CO. OF THE KNICKERBOCKER MAGAZINE. THE Commencement of the Sixtieth Volume of the KNICKERBOCKER finds the publisher more than ever determined to merit the seal of approbation which for thirty years the public has placed on its favorite monthly. It is universally conceded that no periodical in our country has so deep a hold on the affections of the reading community as this. 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ENTERED, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1862, by KINAHAN CORNWALLIS, in the Clerk's Office of the Pistrict Court of the United States for the Southern District of New-York, CHAPTER FIRST. I FALL INTO THE HANDS OF A SHREW. As memory is not born with our birth, but ripens with our growth, the recollections of my childhood previous to my seventh year are dim as a dream to me now. Every thing that occurred to me, if remembered at all, I can only see as through a glass darkly; and a perpetual haze envelops the incidents which I sometimes vainly strive to place in bolder relief against the great background of Time. It will be enough if, resting my reliance upon memory in preference to tradition, I give the chronicle of my life in the order in which events occurred to me, commencing as far back as I can remember, and no farther. I am thus led to a small village, on the New-England sea-board, not far from Boston, where I cultivated the habit of making mud-pies, and indulged a natural propensity for other congenial tasks, and, I hope, harmless amusements common to children of my age. There I had my home in the cottage of one to whom I first lisped the sublime name of Mother, who had nursed me in infancy, and followed my tottering steps when, escaping from the restraints of a cradle, I first essayed to walk; who cherished me as her own, although I was not her own. It was a delusion almost natural to childhood that I should have conceived her to be my mother, although as a child I knew not what mother meant; and I was disappointed when, with the advance of years, I came to the knowledge that she was only my foster-mother, and that my own origin was involved in obscurity. It was a sad day for me when I was taken in terror and tears from her side, by a man I had never seen before the previous afternoon, when he called to inquire about me, and demanded that I should be delivered over to him. I can well remember how I resisted his efforts to lead me away, till I found resistance useless, and reluctantly accompanied him from the cottage with a parting kiss from my affectionate foster-mother, whose grief was nearly as great as my own. With him I travelled by coach to Boston, where I was taken up a narrow flight of stairs into a small dark office, and there introduced to another, equally a stranger to me; a lawyer, as I subsequently discovered, Barker by name. He was a stern, unkindly-looking man, and I felt afraid of |