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There are few finer cities in the world than .New York. We copy the following spirited description of its life and attractions from the Ereaing star of that city.

 The city continues to put on busting and gay appearance, notwithstanding many of our own little journals represent sick ness and calamity to much greater ex- tent than they really exist, and 'liight the isle from its proprety," by keeping the cau tIous and tinid away from their homes and the comforts of their firesides. Strangers, however, are enjoying themselves. The hotels and private boarding houses are quite full. The rich dowagers from the south and the West Indies, with their brunette daughters--the retired planter-the newly arrived foreigner, just crossed the seas the tables there, if not Tn private houses, are redolent as ever with all the luXures oi our markets-the wine sparkles, perhaps little more briskly and circulates not less freely, than the deeanter of Cognac, which temperance societies had almost banished- the soirees are passed in agreeable waltzes to the amateur music of the piano, while the theatres and gardens are nightly crowd ed to see the lions of music and the drama, Miss Watson, WalIack, and the laughter moving Power. Then there is so much pleasure in expectancy. There's Sheridan Knowles, just come, and there's Matthews on the seas ''-there's the two Miss Phil lips, the actress and the vocalist, preparing for their dphut and some say PaUanlnI himself, and Malibran, and Grisi, ard Ru- bini are to follow. Every part of this fair city is in full life and movement. The new buildings are rising rapidly under the hands of the busy workmen, the streets are thronged with inhabitants, and Broad way, the ever fayorite haunt, smiles as usu- al with it's groups of pretty faces and dash ing beaus and foreign costume of every grade, from the Polish or Alsacien eml- grant, in bonnet or blue froek, to the nlm- bic footed Ffsrench,nail, or sworihy span iard the omnibusses rattle over the pave ment in one continued stream from morn te night, and together with the iandaus and barouches of inc afternoon prome- nades,, and hacks, and equestrlans, and cabs, nearly fill up the entire avenue on i this spacious street; the shops display iheIr rich contents, and every thing ln fact, both on the countenances and in the car- riage of the population, exhibits the re- verse of that funeral picture which hy- pochondriac imaginaiicns would paint III their distempered dreams.