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Tine following biting satire we copy from a late New-York paper. Sceee-A Drawing Room in New-York.

 Present sundry fashionable ladies, togeth-

 CT with BLACK HAWK and his party.

 Belinda Smugg.-Oh! what noble f- gure Young Hawkis!

 Arabella Sltugg. Noble! that he is!- What chest he's got what muscular frame! (with deep sigh) how different from the difninutive, slender, bean-pole looking creatures among our white gentle men. Fie! I.shall never want to look up- on white man again.

 Amelia Sinpkins. neither. Our white men are like satyr to Hyperion, compared with him.

 Belinda, (sighing. )-"Oh that Heaven had made me such man, as Shakespeare says.

 Arabelia.-And me two, Belinda.

 Amelia. a.-And me three, Arabella. Only see him walk-what majestic gait he has! how enlarged he moves! as Homer says. What noble Roman nose he's got on his face! (sighing. Oh that he was civilized and understood English better. Pm sure then (aside) I'd make q conquest of him.

 Arabella.-lie is truly a divine man, if ever there was one. I wish he was shade winter.

 Belinda.-Do youl We'll now I think his complexion IS beautiful. What can be handsomer thana charming bronzes Itis a color that will wear well and wash well.

 Apaelia.Trne, Belinda, 1t will never wash out.

 AraheIa. How elegant those beads do