The Arkansas Advocate

London.—The following lively description of London is from the pen of a correspondent of the Southern Religious Telegraph:

"What a city is London. From the top of St. Paul's, an elevation of 414 feet, I have endeavored to estimate its extent. Imagine yourself on the pinnacle of your highest edifice. Survey an area of ten miles square, and excepting the river that passes through it, crossed by numerous bridges, and covered with vessels of every description, let your city overspread the whole; that is London. Suppose next that you have the population of Virginia and North Carolina, or of the two Carolinas and Georgia, assembled, and residing in that one city. That is the population of all London. It is a congregated world. Men of all nations, of all languages, of all trades and pursuits, in every class of society, and of all descriptions of character, are here assembled. Every department of business and of pleasure is occupied. Every conceivable mode of acquiring or spending property, of redeeming or of wasting time, or of doing good or ill, is here exemplified.— We have seen the King, and we have seen the beggar; the man of stars and robes in the house of lords, and the creature of crusts and rags in the streets and at each extreme, perhaps, and certainly among the intermediate grades, we might find all that is excellent, and all that is base, the most exalted virtue and the blackest depravity. They are all here. The stages and steam-boats are ever emptying into this great receptacle the precious and the worthless of the whole kingdom.—Indeed all kingdoms bring their glory and their abominations into this mammoth metropolis for she is the queen among the nations. Some years before the French Revolution, a compositor at a printing house left his work shop—he was seized by our men, who promised that they would not do him any injury if he made no resistance; they tied a bandage over his eyes and pushed him into a coach. The poor man did not dare to utter a word during the whole time he was on the road. When they untied the bandage he found himself in a large room, in which were cases filled with characters, and presses; they ordered him to print some pamphlets, and many of those obscene books which have multiplied so greatly within these few years with such frightful audacity. He was obliged to obey, and was kept fifteen days at work, during which they liberally paid him; and then, having again tied a bandage over his eyes, they placed him in a coach, and carried him back to the spot from whence they first took him. He never disclosed his adventure to any one, having been bound to secrecy, which he promised to perform. When the Bastile was taken, he was among the number of the assailants, and he there recognized the secret printing press, to which he had been conducted with so much mystery What a subject for reflection! Paris in London."