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THE MERMAID OF MARGATE.
From Hbod’s “ TVldms an- Oddities.**
On Margate beach where the sick one roams,
And the sentimental roads,
Where the maiden flirts, and the widow comes,
Like the ocean, to casi. her weeds:—
There’s a inaid sits by the ocean brim,
As lovely and fair as Sin!
But wo—deep water and woe to him,
That she snareth like Peter Fin !
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ft. Btrt, ho: as it is (he ugliest, [ Torn, we don 't mean too many.” She burst | said my aunt, patting his back, for he was years, had, to all appearance, chi
so it is tile Worst of created beasts: sulky,j into tears; lamented to see so few of our nowperfectly dry.’( ‘‘ I am fearful Lovely
avage, and sneaking; thankless, relations about her upon such a day; re- j has been rather troublesome.” It was now
gretted that the misconduct of the absentees ; who should be foremost to assure Aunt
(towards Mr. Lovely, be it understood) had Margaret, so far from being troublesome,
compelled her to have done with them for- nothing/ in our opinion, could be more de-
ever; doelaiedthat she had altered her will lightfiil than his good natured playfulness
Her head is crowned with pretty sea wares,
And her locks are golden and loose ;
And seek to her feet, like ether folk’ti heirs,
To stand, of course, in her shoes.
And the Fishmonger, humble as love may be,
Hat!) planted his seat by her side ;—
** Good even, fair maid! Is thy love: - at sea,
To make thee so watch the tide V’
She turned about with her pearly brows,
And clasp’d him hy the hand
“Come, love, with me; I’ve a bonny house
Oh the golden Goodwin Sand.”
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Not wallyng, a* damsels do,—
With toe and heel, as she onght to have step!,—-
But she hopt like a kangiroo.
One plunge and the victim was blind,
Whilst they galiopped across the tide;
At last, on the bank, he waked in his mind,
And the boautv was bv his side.—
One half on the sand, and half in the sea;
But Ins hair all began to stir’en—-
For when he looked where her feet should be,
She had no more feet than Miss Biffin !
But a scaly tail of & dolphin’s growth,
In the dabbling brine did soak ;
At last she opened her peady mouth
Like an oyster, and thus she spoke
“ \ on crimpt my Hither, who was a skate;
And my sister you sold—a maid ;
So here remain for a fishery fate,
For lost you are and betray’d.”
And away she went with a sra-srull’s scream,
And a splash of her saucy tail;
In a moment he lost the silvery gleam
That shone on her splendid mail.
The sun went down with a blood-red flame,
And the sky grew cloudy and black ;
Arid the tumbling billows like leap-frog cam*,
tEach over the other’s back.
Arid still the waters foamed in like ale,
In font, and on either flank ;
lie knew that Goodwin and Co. must fail—
There was such a run on the bank.
A little more, and a little in^i?
The surges come tumbling in:—
He saevening^feyhin twice o’er,
A noIt/ought oi every sin.
dounder and plaice lay cold at his heart,
cold as a marble slab,
he thought lie felt in every part
The pincers of scalded crab.
The squealing lobsters that he had boiled,
And the little potted shrimps,
All the horny prawns he had ever spoiled,
Gnawed into his soul like imps.
And with saucy wing that flapped in his face,
The wild bird about him flew,
With a shrilly scream that twitted his case,—
“ Why, thou art a sea-gull too 1”
But iust as his body was all afloat,
And the surras above him broke,
He was saved from the angry deep by a boat,
Of Deal, (but builded of oak.)
The skipper gave him a dram as he lay,
And chafed his shivering skin:
And the angel returned that was flying away
With the spirit of Peter Fin.
MY AUNT’S POODLE.
MY Aunt Margaret has a poodle. It is,
unquestionably, the ugliest little beast that
over bore the canine form. Nature has
done nothing for it: and this neglect has
been aggravated hy a variety of accidents.
Early in its puppy days, one of its legs
was broken by a fall through the spiral stair
case from the top of the house to the bottom,
so that it limps. Its eves were villainous
at the best of times ; they were marked by
a sly, suspicious, di contented leer, and
never looked you honestly in the face
They gave the dog the air of a pick-pocket;
and I seldom ever met it without instinc
tively putting my hand to my watch or my
purse. Had I any faith in transmigration.
I should say that the soul of Rill Soames
had passed into the ugly body of my old
aunt’s poodle. But as if the natural ex
pression of its eyes had been insufficient to
render the beast hateful, an accident must
needs occur to remove all doubt upon the
point. Some months ago, the contents of
a phial of spirits of hartshorn were over
turned into Mr. Lowly’s right eye—(for
Lovely is the appropriate name of the ex
quisite creature)—which said right eye has
not only been ever since relieved of the per
formance of all optical duties, but has as
sumed an appearance by no means so agree
able as to warrant a description. Its skin
too!—The common saying that “ Beauty
is but skin deep,” would in this instance be
a gross exaggeration, for Mr. Lovely’s
beauty is not oven as doep as that He is
—to make a literal use of another common
expression—in a very ugly skin. It is of
no imaginable colour—a sort of yellowish
greenish-brownish gray—an unearthly, vam-
pyre tinge. And here again accident has
stepped in to make bad worse. By the up
setting of a chaldron of boiling water, the
unlucky animal was wofully scalded ; and
to thi| hour be bearp&evidence of his suf
ferings, and his miraculous escape from
Pdeath, in two large, ghastly, pink spots—
on his left side, the other on the nape of
leek—as free froal hair as the palm of
khand. JNow, though it would 6q im-
sibje to Kfc^sueh a jftpss^f ugfcfeei' and
*■''t, yet Had it been W'welF disposed,
1 hearted, unassuming, gentlemanly dOff;
" /repossessing manners, respectable
?nt conduct, and unimpeachable
or were llpre markable for its ta-
apdaccompli?bments ; one might, rip-
( of these accounts, and in con-
|ts sufferings, have pitied and
and dissatisfied ; as arrant a thief as a mag
pie, as finished a blackguard as a butcher’s
cur ; and for accomplishments—it could
not sit upon its hinder legs, pick up a
penny piece, O: fetch a handkerchief across
the room were either of those feats to be
made its benefit of clergy.
It may be asked : Why be at the pains of
describing so worthless a beast ?—Because
the beast, worthless as it is. is the sole ar
biter of the destinies of the only remaining
representatives of three ancient houses—
the Nolands, the Th waites, and the
Briggs. Besides, the beast has a clear in
come of twelve hundred pounds a year ; or,
fee dispo
sal of it.
Yesterday was my old aunt Margaret’s
birth day, when, as usual, all the members
of her family were invited to dine with her.
Poor Jack Noland and myself are her on
ly immediate relations ; the Briggs, (con
sisting of Mr. and Mrs. B. with their son
and daughter, Pomponius and Julia) and
Miss Priscilla Thwaits (a maiden lady of
ibout fifty seven) being merely first cousins
to her late husband. The assertion that all
the members of my aunt Margaret’s family
were invited to dine with her, requires some
modification : nothing.raore must be under
stood by it than all such as enjoy the hon
our of Mr. Lovely’s patronage, and have
been wise enough to keep terms with him
for, besides the seven persons enumerated
there are fifteen others, who, owing to vari
ous offjnccs corpmUted by them against the
peace and dignity of the rascally little poo
die, are. now no more considered b^ r my
\unt Margaret as her relations, than Prester
John.
Now, since Aunt Margaret, as Jack No
land very sensibly observed to me the
other day, cannot carry her money with her
to the grave it must be evident that the
prospects of us seven who still continue in
favour, are improved by the removal of the
unfortunate fifteen ; but, in proportion- as
our places are more valuable, our duties, our
cares, and our anxieties are more oppres
sive. The brute seems to be perfectly a-
ware of this ; he appears to have studied
our dislikes and antipathies for the fiendish
pleasure of exciting them ; and he takes a
diabolical delight in tormenling ns to within
an inch of the forfeiture of our legacies.
TTe is perhaps more circumspect in his con
duct towards mo than towards the othet ex
pectants ; for I long ago gave him a lesson)
which he has not yet quite forgotten. I am
not of a very enduring temper : and finding
Mr. Lovely, upon whose caprices my hopes
depended, to be a dog whose good will was
not to be won by gentleness—reflecting at
the same time that the continual annoyance
he inflicted upon me, might one day or oth
er force me beyond the bounds of prudence,
provoke me to retaliate, and thereby cost me
dearly—I resolved upon a decisive but dan
gerous measure, with a view to secure my
self against his future aggressions. It was
simply this : one morning, cluriog my Aunt
Margaret’s absence, in acknowledgment of
an inhospitable growl at my entrance, and a
manifest intention to bite, I flogged him in
such a way as perfectly astonished him. He
has ever since behaved to me as well as
such a dog can behave.
Rut yesterday was, as poor Jack Noland
forcibly described :t. “ a tremendous day for
us all.*’ —Jack, by the way, is the poor c-.-n.v n
of our family, whose duty it is to love and
admire us all, to be of every body’s way of
thinking bu t his own, to execute sill the dis
agreeable commissions of the family, and pa
tiently bear the reproach when any 'thin
goes wrong.—“ Ah. there again ? ’tis Jack’s
fault, no doubt.” But Jack possesses ma
ny good qualities, and is a pleasant fellow
when he is allowed to expand. But a stern
look of the Brings, or a sneer of Miss Pris
cilia, w : ll freeze the jest that is glowing at
the very tip of his tongue : in which case
Jack will watch an opportunity of taking me
aside—for Jack and I are the best friends in
the world—and after a moment of most ex
pressive silence, and with a smile which in
dicates his relish of his own wit, bes tow up
on me, after the following fashion, the en
tire benefit of some' piece of pleasantry which
he had intended for the whale party. “ I
say, Tom ; I’ll tell you what I meant to 3ay
—so and so—and I don’t think it so bad ;
do you Tom But to return—not one of
us but, at jome moment or o ther, saw’ oor
hopes of inheritance dangling by a single
thread.
But, in order that our sufferings and our
in our favour, and hinted, that she was naa^
tress to alter it again if she should see cawm
Of this editing discourse, which lasted till
dinner was announced, the text was “ Love
me, love my’dog,” and the obvious moral.
Look to your Legacies.” It was nbt
without its effect ; and Lovely who seemed
to understand the intention of it, occasion
ally bent his evil eye upon each of us, with
a look of vill ainous exultation. Old Briggs
whistled the dog towards him ; Pomponius
drew a collar for the “ little rogue” from his
pocket: Juliaand Mamma each patted the
“ pretty fellow and then turned aside with
a look of disgust, to dabble their fingers
with Eau de. Cologne ; “ Come hither pret
ty .poodle,” said Miss Priscilla, holding out
some sugar-plums which she had “ brought
on purpose for the dear dog;” poor Jack
Noland volunteered to gtre the “ little fel-
nothing more entertaining than his innocent
frolics; and that in eyery possible respect.
Lovely was, incontestibly, and beyond all
means of comparison, the sweetest dog in
the universe*
My Aunt Margaret’s property is all fund
ed ; and of her twelve hundred a year, she
regularly lays by two thirds. This we hap
pen to know. P.
low” a washing in the Serpentine next Sun-
no contiguou; damp—emitted no
blaze. From this grate he wrepebe
of tho ribs, or bars, and although the lastnf*
ment was not above nine inches long, and
one in diameter, he made so good a use of
it, that in the course of a very feiv hours, he
fairly undermined the wall of his. prison. ? AL
The apertur^ though small, enabled him to i
draw his body through ; but, af:er creeping
WOMAN.
In our soft hours,
day; whilst I vehemently swore that Lovely
grew prettier and prettier every day. Here
Jack Noland drew me aside, and, assuming
a ludicrous swagger of independence, said :
“ I tell you vrhat, Tom ; This slavery is no
longer to be borneadding, in his dry
way, “ Onty we mmt hear it, you know.”
At dinner we had not a moment’s peace.
The reptile was either jumping upon us, and
growling till he had extorted from us the
choicest nforsol on our plates, or worrying
us into a fever by snapping at our legs under
the table j evi iently with an intention to pro
voke us to the commission of some outrage
upon'him, which might draw down upon our
heads the displeasure of Aunt Margaret. Pre
sently, in pbre spite, he ran yelping to his
mistress, as if he had been hurt, although I
am persuaded no one had touched him.
“ How can you be so cruel to the poor
dumb beast ?” said Miss Priscilla; unjust
ly and ill naturedly singling out the family
scape goat/ poor Jack Noland, for th£ ques
tion. Reproaches were showered upon poor
fack from all quarters, who bore them—to
other with a pretty smart lecture from
lunt Margaret, and a hint about every shil
ling of her money being at her own disposal
—with silence and resignation. Jack had,
however, the good fortune to rr pair the er
ror he had not committed by the lucky ap
plication of an epigram he had lately read,
which afforded him an opportunity of con
veying a pretty compliment to Mr. Lovely,
highly gratifying to my old aunt, and at the
same time of revenging himself by a sly, but
desperate hit at Miss Priscilla. Perceiving
!:er fondling the detested poodle, “ Apro
pos,” said Jack—the apropos was, certainly,
somewhat too severe—“ Apropos: in an old,
newspaper which I picked up the other day,
I met with this epigram on ao old maid ca
ressing a lap-dog.” There was an awful
pause, and Priscilla let the dog gently down.
Jack resumed.
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dangers may bo fairly appreciated, it must
be stated, that Mr. and Mrs. Briggs dislike
dogs generally, Lovely in particular; Pom
ponius Briiggs and MisaJuUa Briggs inherit
the family aversion to the canine species
with the superaddition of a peculiar dislike
of poodles beyond all other dogs, and of my
Aunt Margaret’s Lovelvbeyoad all possible
poodles. Miss Priss, me fifty-seven-year
old maiden cousin, loathes the very eight of
Lovely, and hates it most devoutly, simply
upon the true old-maiden principle—because
it happens to be a favorite with Aunt Mar
garet ; poor Jack and myself are the only
two of the family who do not entertain a
sweeping dislike of all dogs, yet we partake
of the general aversion to Lovely, and liaj
bim^ with heart aud soul, for the reason th
the dog is an unarm able dog. In a Word,
riot mm of us but is a deadly foe to tiie japi-
mal,and would hangor drown it—if we dar
ed.
Within an hour of dinner-tiine we wens all
assembled in my Aunt Margaret’s drawing-
she had received our felicita-
to our wishes that she
happy returns of the day,
in niy. par, “ Of course,
Rufa, I’m not astonish’d in the least,
That thou should’st lick so dainty, clean a/beast;
But that so dainty, clean a beast licks thee 1
That surprises me 1”
A dead silence , succeeded, which was
only interrupted by my Aunt Margaret de
siring Jack to ‘ring for coffee.—This was the
first time in my life I had ever known Jack
to do a savage thing; and as we were re
turning to the drawing-room, he endeavour
ed to justify himself in my opinion, by whim
pering to me, *^It was rather hard , to be
sure, Torn ; hut I don’t think Cousin Priss
will be in a hurry again to try and get me
off with a shilling on account of that rascally
poodle.”
The rain was pouring in torrents, and tile
“ rascally poodle,” who, to add to his na
tural attractions, had been scampering about
the muddy grounds came dripping into the
drawing room. In this interesting condition,
he ran from one to another (carefully avoid
ing my Aunt Margaret,) squeezing hiiWself
between our legs, and jumping into our taps.
The fortitude with which the attack was
bohie by us all. and the heroic cofftroul we
maintained over our^elings, were astonish
ing. It is >proM^€ that Aunt Margaret’s
reprimand of Noland, and her hint a-
bout eveiry shilling of her money being at
her offn disposal, may have contributed to
strengthen, qur nerves. My first impulse
certainly was to toss the mongrel out of the
window; but, considering that a good four
hundred, a year (for which, I know, I am
down in the will) might be tossed out along
with him, I cOjUectod myself by affecting a
laugh at the <v unceremonious little gentle
man,” as Lcalied him, and, with my cam
bric pocket handkerchief, smeared the mud
over my wjbite silf. stockings till they were
dry. Noland and Pomponius Briggs fol
lowed my example ; Pomponius, as he was
making bad worse by scrubbing his white
kerseymeres, muttered, “Two-pound-ten,
by jingo 1” Mr. Briggs, senior, swore he
was 'the most fortunate man breathing, for it
would not sto w witch upon black. Mrs.
Briggs, wjiose French Pink sarsnet dress
was ruined forever, merely simpered opt,
‘‘Well, it cannot he helped.” Miss Julia,
Briggs, like her papa, congratulated herself
upon her good fortune; for, being dressed
in white muslin, which would wash, “itdid’nt
much signify.” And M$ss Priscilla, whose
saffron-cofourefl, white satin dress, wldch ne-
ver saw. the bgl^t exeept on state occasions,
st^b as theprwent, and" which was how in
condition to set at defiance the utmost ma
gic of the scourer, asseverated, as she walk
ed towards |ho vrindow toqpnceal her tears,
that fit did not signify the nstia the world.’
When Mr. Lovely had throughly cleaned
hunselffbylbis visits to u
Is a lightsome sunbeam on you sky of joy!
In deep distress and a;;ony of mind
The star and herald of our earthly hope.”
RESPECT FOR FEMALES.
The following is one of the most eloquent
sketches which we recollect to have seen.
It is rich in figure, chaste and delicate in
style, and highly refined in sentiment.
Phil. Album.
“ I dislike the man who deliberately trifles
with the affections of woman. I would ra
ther shake hands with a liighwayman, than
with « gentleman who has sacrificed to his
own vanity the life long happiness of an in
experienced girl. I fear this sort of conduct
has never been sufficiently reprobated, and
females too often oetray the rights of their
sex, by accepting with pride the homage of
a man, who has become notorious for the
conquest and destruction of their sisters, as
if his mercy and love could be depended
upon, who has once been cruel to an affec
tionate woman! The world laughs, and
stores of living proverbs and stupid jests on
the briefness of woman’s love, are adminis
tered ; but you will find, if your heart be not
hardened by selfishness, that this will be in
vain. Perhaps you had no intention of be
ing serious, you only flirted, tried to be
agreeable, and to please for th« moment;
you had no conception that your behaviour
could be m sconstruod. and you shudder at
the bare thought of earning the icy damna
tion of a seducer. It majMv«so, for there
is a descent to the hell of seduction, though
that descent is perniciously easy, and
“Nemo repente, fait tuipipsimue, ’
but what if while you w ere meaning nothing,
your trifling created anguish, your sport be
came death tt> the object of it? When, by
exclusive attentions, you have exc ited a re
gard. hy the developemeut of talent, or by
the display and devotion of personal graces
you have fascinated the mind and the heart
when, by the melting and the sinking eye,
the faltering voice, the fervid tone, the re
tained hand, you have awaikened the passion
you cannot lay—when you have done this
in the cold blood of vanity, and it suits your
convenience, or sated coxcombery, to finish
the scene by au altered mein, a di tart cour
tesy, or an expression of surprise at the unex
pected effects of your civility, will you be atle
to quit your conscience with a jest * Will
you sleep on an adage of fools, or a he of
out he had the temerityrtefi creen iu again, , v
and from whatever motive, secreted the
disparted portion of the graie in a corner of f
the yawning chasm above. Afterwards he
found his way to Greenock, was allowed to •
work his passage in a vessel bound to North
America, and remained in that country sev
eral years. Tiring, however, of the new
world, lie revisited Scotland ; and in
hope, no doubt, that both his crime and his
escape had been forgotten, ventured ones
more among the wdds of A rgyleshire. The
Fiscal of the district, unaware, perhaps, of
the man’s return, or not deeming the matter
of much importance, offered him no moies- ^
tation at first; but he was soon caught in 'a 7T;
new offence ; and from necessity or over*,
sight re-lodged in the identical cell he ha<$
broken. AU the world has heard of JVfb»»
sirnr Tons*-m's witty tormentor; and as th#
first thing he did on his return from India,
was to ring the astounded Frenchman’s bell*
so our hero had no sooner been left to him*
self, than he began to explore the area of
the chimney in quest of an old and valued
acquaintance, which had served him at pinch ' >
and might do so, again, and he found the in*,
strument where he left it! as fit for mining
work as ever, and with fewer changes on its 1
substance oq surface than time and climatfT
had made on his own weather beaten frame. A
To work, therefore, he set a second time,
and was again so successful, that he had hi*
foot on the heath, and saw the £Un rise off
his native mountains at an early hour on the j
following morning. As the circumstance Jj
excited a good deal of interest, diligent
search was made for the Baron Trenck
the Isle of Bute ; but it was all to no ffur-
pose. He escaped to a distant part bf the
country, betook himself to more lawful cour
ses, and has been he^rd to boast, when hea
ted with liquor, of a brace of exploits, the
reality of which can be attested by many in?
dividuals still resident in the town of Roth*
say.—Dumfries Courier.
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your own 1 What if the poor being, whose
hope von have changed into despair, whose
garden you have blasted with mildew and
dust, w’hose heaven vou have darkened for
evermore, shall suffer in silence, striving to
bear her sohow, playing for cheerfulness,
pardoning without forgetting you, till the
worm has eaten through to life, and :he body
is emaciated which you have led to the dance,
the voice is broken on which you have hung,
the lace wan which vou have flattered, and
the eyes frightfully bright with a funeral
lustre,
On the 8th Dec. the son of a farmer cal
led Valentin was tried as Dijon, in France,
for the murder of a young fifinaAj, «{£iojy he
had seduced ofthenanurbf Anne
His-far^lv if bixferip screen him,/
report thL the crime hd4 been co$
by a superaauated woman in a
idiocy ; knovf^ however to be
harmless. This poor creature, having heard
the report, and on the next Sunday, at tht
termination of the church service, observing
Valentin in the churchyard near the spot
where the unfortunate girl was buried sud
denly threw frefsfclf upon the grave and cried
out—“ Anne Eyrard, come forth from thy
tomb, and scnj which killed you—Valentin or
The strong emotion which the mur
derer exhibited. when he he^rd this extra
ordinary invocation was one of the circum
stances which induced the Jury to convict
him.
A Curious Book.—From the opinions
contained in this book, 1 think I have not
erred in calling it curious. It is entitled,
Le.8 Controvorses des Sexes masculine
Afeminin.—It L written in metrical version
by Gratiin du Pont: He asserts that every
a luncral man at the day of resurrection, wll be an
which used to laugh radiancy, and . entire body without the least deform ty.
hope, and love when they gazed upon you? J He adds, that if every part of the body
What if a prouder temper, a more ardent j w r as separated into fifteen hundred different
imagination, and a stronger constitution,; parts, they would all unite, and become com-
should lead to spite, and impatience, and plete.
recklessness of good and ill, if a hasty and
loveless marriage should be the rack of her
soul, or the provocation of her sin ! Is there
man^ragera could drug you to sleep while
this was on your memory, or does there
really live a man who could triumph in such
bitter wo ? But
“verium et mutable semper
Fcemina.”
O believe it not! For the sake of our
household Gods, call it and cause, it to be a
lie! Be ye sure that coquettes are the refuse
of their sex, and were only ordained to cor
respond with the coxcombs of ours. Women
have their weaknesses, and plenty of them,
but they are seldom vicious like ours; and
as to their levity of heart, who shall compare
the worldly, skin deep fondness of a man
with the one rich idolatry of a. virtuous giri ?
A thousand thoughts distract, a thousand
passions are a substitute for the devotions of
a man ; hut to love is the purpose ; to be
loved, the consummation ; to be'faitbful the
religion of a woman. It is her all in all, and
when she gives her heart away, she gives a
jewel, which, if it does not make the wearer
richer than Croesus, will leave the giver
poor indeed. B.
That Adam wilt regain the part from
which F.ve was form’d, and that Eve must
again become Adam’s side, and lose the
feminine character; and thus will it be. con
tinues our author, with all other penpfl&;
every man will be like Adam, and every
roman like Eve; and concludes with the
poqjtive assurance that woman will cease to
be. ,
The edition of this curious book, to which
I am indebted for these pairficulaf^was print
ed at Lyons, in 16mo. in the year Ifi37.
Superstition.—The Memorial de la Scarpe,
a French publication, contains an advertise
ment in which a * pious person,* who has had
in view a pilgrimage to the Holy Land, and
who is prevented from its accomplishment
by irlheahh offers the mim of25,000ffcsru5>i*b.
almost §5000, to the person who will under
take the tour with intentions purely rcligiotti*
The journey must be undertaken awdfaiv
compiished on foot, and barefoot, un&* -(line
pilgrim must enter no hotel, tavern or hos&
lery, but must subsist; entirely on chtarity.. • v
Curious Fact.—“ Keep a thing seven
years and you will find a use for it.” So
says the proverb, and the following incident,
which was related to us the oth«r night by
a Greenock gentleman, affords rib bad illus
tration of the truth of the remark. sNotma- ,
ny years ago, a man of the name of Doug- Ifts distress, and anxious tdf procrainf rtb l
_ k J riAtfXT cm rl to /vf FUa coon nveLs
las, was tried at IttV$rar£ffor some petty de
predation, and sentUficod to'twelve rffonth’s
imprisonment in Rbthsay jail. But the.
approach his
hits ventured to-
I ana fearful,”
and his new quarters by no means according
with hj* ideas of comfort, tho thought soon
struck nim that it was possible to chanc e
them.—His cellhappened to be on what is
called the ground-floor; and. in addition to
a chair,(able, and bedstead displayed an old
fashioned rusty grate, which, for years cn
Puns.—The English papers lately are full
of puns, the larger portion Ofthemtoo,oftho>
most despicable kind even of that wretched*
substitute for v it. The following, howev
er may pass Mr. Kennly, the popular
dramatist, the other day in drinking a glass
of wine inadvertently swallowed some small-
substance which wariiloating orrthe^rfhee
Whteh nearly ehoaked hito—a friend
companion the sad state of the case, exclaini- ^
ed, “ tt is cork—gone the wrongs way.” ’ “ f
don’t know whether it is the wrong/svfcy Vo
culprit had been accustomed to a roving life HT’ork,” said a wag who was prsseolpAhift it
scems to be a very likely way to Xffi JKm-
■y” - ' BH
JV«ff Idea.-—fn' the window-
boarding house nb| far from R
following rather ambiguous notice-: '
men takes in and db*e fox.”
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