The Sisters' Budget is like the Club-Book of unhappy memory,
and seems to prove that there is something exceedingly antisocial among our wits. The authors of the Odd Volume acquired repu- tationbby their effort; bust not content with their own fame, or no longer confident in their own resources, they have recruited among the "Names of the Day" for assistance, and instead of an unpre- tending and amiable volume of sisterly efforts, here is a sad failure —great promises followed by small performance. The tales of which the Sisters' Budget is composed (and these are not by the authors ostentatiously announced,' who have contributed but little) are not particularly good, but they are not worse than those which appear every year in the Annuals.