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142 THE BEST WAY TO USE GUN COT TON. Who would have imagined, when guncot ton was produced by Mr. Schonbein and the world was threatened with destruction by be ing blown up with this terrible explosive ma terial, that within a few months it should be discovered to be an excellent styptic for dress ing cuts and wounds ? But so it is. Dissolv ed in ether and applied to the severest cut, it forms an adhesive covering of singular close ness and adhesiveness, protects the wound and excludes atmospheric air. or any irritating matter, so that the process of healing, is car ried on speedily and effectually; and when all is well, the “ protection ist,” having done its duty, is removed. So also has Dr. Simp son of Edinburgh, we are informed, similar ly applied chloroform and gutta-percha!— This mixture, in a liquid condition, at about the consistence of fine honey, is kept in a phial or bottle, and when an accident of the kind to which we have referred occurs, it is simply poured upon the wound ; the chloro form instantly evaporates, and the gutta-per cha remains a perfectly flexible second skin, over the injured part, preserving it for weeks if necessary, without the need of dressing, bandages, or any other appliance, till there is no more occasion for this admirable agent. When we call to mind how much human pain will thus be alleviated, how many cures effected where hitherto there has been danger and uncertainty, and how a number of surgical operations will be simplified, it may not be considered too much to rank such inventions among the most valuable that could be discovered and applied for the bene fit of mankind. CEMENT FOR COPPER BOILERS. A cement very useful for the purpose of se curing the edges and rivets in copper boilers, to mend leaks from joints, &c., It is simply bullock's blood thickened with finely powder ed quicklime. It must be used as soon as mixed, as it rapidly gets hard. It is extreme ly cheap and very durable, and is suited for many purposes where a strong cement is re quired. It is frequently called blood cement. The best concrete plaster fioor that we ev er saw, was made of lime, gravel, and bul lock’s blood. There is no question about its hardness and durability, while its surface by nibbing can be made perfectly smooth and glassy. Newspaper Analects. LOVE OF HOME. Whatever strengthens our attachment is favorable both to individual and national < haracter. Our home—our birth—our native land! Think for awhile what the virtues are which arise out of the feelings connected with these words, and if thou hast any intel lectual eyes thou wilt then perceive the con nexion between topography and patriotism. Show me the man who cares no more for one place than another, and I will show you in the same person one who loves nothing but himself. Beware of those who are houseless by choice. You have no hold on a human being whose affections are with out a tap-root. Vagabond and rogue are convertible terms, and with how much propriety any one may understand who knows what are the habits of the wandering classes, such as gipsies, tinkers, and potters. A STORY WITH A MORAL. When Charles the Second chartered the Royal Society, it is narrated of him that he was disposed to give the philosophers a roy al, but at the same time a wholesome lecture. “Why is it, my lords and gentlemen,” said he “ that if you fill a vessel with water to the very brim, so that it will not hold a single drop more, yet, putting a turbot into the wa ter, it shall not overflow the vessel V’ Many were the sage conjectures; that the flsh would drink as much w'ater as compensated for his own bulk—that he condensed the water to that amount —that the air bladder had some thing to do with the phenomenon—and a hun dred others, which were propounded and abandoned, in their turn, much to the amuse ment of the merry monarch. At length Mr. Wren (afterwards Sir Christopher) modestly asked, “ But is your Majesty sure that such would be the case V’ “ Ay, there,” exclaim ed his Majesty, laughing, “ you have it: al ways, gentlemen, And out if a thing be true, before you proceed to account for it; then 1 shall not be ashamed of the charter I have given you,” §® $J El £S m ILII If BIB& [8 AS SIT If g* COMFORT FOR THE RICH. The following, from an English paper, may possibly be old—it certainly is not bad : When the time drew nigh that the oxyhy drogen microscope should be shown at the Newcastle Polytechnic Exhibition, one night last week, a poor old woman, whose riches will never retard her ascent to heaven, took her seat in the lecture room, to witness the wonders that were for the first time to meet : her sight. A piece of lace was magnified in to a salmon net; a flea was metamorphosed j into an elephant, other marvels were perform- I ed before the venerable dame who sat in as i tonishment, staring open-mouthed at the desk. But when at length a milliner’s needle was transformed into a poplar tree, andconfront ; ed her with its huge eye, she could hold no I longer; “My goodness!” she exclaimed, “a camel could get through that! There’s some hopes for the rich yet!” A PUZZLER, If a Mr. Randall is blessed with one son whom he names Ezra, and if Mr. R. upon the death of Ezra’s mother marries the daugh ter of Mr. Alvord, who a few years before had lost his wife, and who, subsequently, by a second wife, is blessed with a daughter that is named Mary, but who lives not long to la ment the early death of his first daughter, Mrs. Randall, or enjoy the society of his j companion and daughter Mary; and if after 1 his death, Mr. Randall takes for third wife the former wife of his father-in-law; and if his son, Ezra, chose to marry the daughter of his father’s third wife, Miss Mary Alvord, will any law, human or divine, be broken % And what relation will Ezra be to his father's wife ? | | A TRUE MAN. Who is he ? One who will not swerve from the path of duty to gain a mine of wealth, or a world of honors. Pie respects the feelings of all, the rich and the poor, the humble and the honorable. Pie is as careful not to speak an unkind ,or a harsh word to his servant as to his lord. He is as attentive to the wants of a slave as to a prince.— Wherever you meet him, he is the same kind, accommodating, unobtrusive, humble individ ual. In him are embodied the elements of pure religion. No step is taken which the law of God condemns; no word is spoken that pains the ear of man. Be you like him. Then you will be prepared to live or die, to serve God on earth or in heaven. INTERESTING FACTS. The ancient and celebrated city of Nineveh was 15 miles by 9, and 40 round, with walls 100 feet high, and thick enough for three chariots to ride abreast The city of Babylon was 60 miles within the walls, which were 75 feet thick, and 300 high, with 100 brazen gates. Thebes, in Egypt, presents ruins 27 miles round. It had 100 gates. Carthage was 25 miles round. Athens was 25 miles round, and contained 25.000 citizens, and 400,000 slaves. The walls of Rome were 13 miles round. The city was supplied with water by 13,594 pipes from the aqueducts. It also had about 900 public baths, single ones of which could accommodate nearly 2,000 persons at once. A SOFT ANSWER. Adin Ballou tells the following anecdote ; A worthy old colored woman, in the city of New York, was one day walking along” the street quietly smoking her pipe. A jovial sailor, rendered a little mischievous by liquor, came sailing down, and when opposite the old woman, saucily pushed her aside, and with a pass of his hand knocked the pipe out of her mouth. He then halted to hear her fret at his trick, and enjoy a laugh at her ex pense. But what was his astonishment when she meekly picked up the pieces of her brok en pipe, without the least resentment in her manner ; and giving him a dignified look of mingled sorrow, kindness and pity, said, “God forgive you, my son, as I do !” it touched a tender chord in the heart of the rude tar. He felt ashamed, condemned, and repentant. The tear started in his eye; he must make repara tion. He heartily confessed his error; and thrusting both hands into his full pockets of change, forced the contents upon her, exclaim ing, “God bless you kind mother, I’ll never do so again.” JOY IN SORROW. v The Rev. John Newton was one day call ed to visit a family that had suffered the loss of all they possesed, by fire, lie found the pious mistress in tears. “I give you joy, madam,” was his saluta tion. Surprised and ready to be offended, she ex claimed : “What! joy that all my property is con sumed V “Ob no,” he answered; “but joy that you have so much property that no fire can touch.” This happy allusion checked her grief— and wiping her tears, she smiled like the sun shining after an April shower. “For where the treasure is, there will the heart be also.” A MILD ANSWER. A young clergyman was once told by one oi his parishioners of a story to his disadvan tage, which was m circulation. “Ah!” exclaimed he, “do they say so about me ? If they knew me half as well as I know myself they might tell things much worse than that, and with more truth!” 3 Column Crcctcir to Jam. AN ORGANIC ANECDOTE. The person who blows the bellows of the the organ at St Luke’s Church, also attends to the furnance for warming the building, and having occasion, during service, to “ mind the fires,” he left the bellows in charge of a coach man lately imported, and “ green” as the Em erald Isle of his nativity before the appear ance of the potatoe rot. During his absence, the “ Gloria in Evcelsis’ came, in the order of the exercises to be chaunted, and Patrick was directed to furnish the organic element. A short time elapsed, but no music followed the touch of the lady who presided at the in strument. “ Blow!” whispered the fair or ganist. “Blow!” repeated the leader, and “Blow!” blast you blow!” echoed the entire choir, but not a puff’ found its way into the vacant pipes, to wake the slumbering harmo ny. An investigation now took place, and Patrick was found behind the organ—with both his hands tightly clenched around the bellows-handle, ( some five feet long and two inches thick,) the end stuck in his mouth, his cheeks swelled to the utmost expansion, his eyes distended, and the perspiration stream ing from his face—engaged in the vigorous attempt to force his breath through the pores of the wood into the body of the instrument. It is, perhaps, unnecessary to say that some little time passed before the choir were able to screw their mouths into that serious puck er requisite to the proper performance of the musical exercises.— Troy Budget. BOOTLESS EXCITEMENT. A queer scene came of at a “ crack” hotel in St. Louis some yearsago. Towards break fast time there was a terrible ringing of bells ail over the house, and an opening and shut ting of chamber doors, &c„ which, when, with ail due anxiety, inquired into, was found to be occasioned by the absence of every mor tal pair of boots that had been placed “ out side” the night before for cleaning. There was no mistak in the matter; the boots were gone totally—soles and uppers, botttoms and tops —and a pretty confusion was the conse quence. In the midst of the row, up came one gentleman in light pumps, whose wrath was excessive ; the stage was to start in a few minutes from the door—he was bound to be off; and, worse than all, he must go with out his boots absolutely pump it all the way to somewheres. The clerk at the desk was bothered and spoke to the landlord, who as ked the guest “what he expected V 1 who in stantly replied that he wished to pay his bill, but that he, in return, expected the host to pay for his boots ; whereupon the clerk was told to deduct five dollars, being three “ less than cost.” The traveller recieved his receipt: his two trunks were strapped on; he got inside; off’ went the stage, and a short time afterwards, the servants having compared circumstances, and correctly multiplied this by that, it was mathematically and every otherwise demon strated that,“them two trunks'’ contained the boots, and that the gentleman in pumps was the gentleman that had ” walked off” with them. “But,” said we to our informant, who is a light, elegant figure of a fellow, just from “ way oft>’ “ you appear to be all right in the leather way; how did you save your boots ?” “Why,” said he,“ somehow, by one of those strange accidents which will sometimes overtake one on visits to strange places, I happened to have gone to bed in them . St, Louis Reveille. THE PROFESSOR “GAMMONED,” The “immortal class of ’40,” of B—-Uni. versity was composed of as dry a set of f,.i” lows as ever quilled an exercise or annoyed a tutor. One of our professors—“ Jinfini,* nn e called him—was a tidy little old bachelor, whose shirt collar invariably stood and whose neck-tie was always at the “ exact point between murder and strangulation ” Jimmie was a little deaf withal, but very slow was he to own it. Occasionally, when puzzled about Latin, we would drop our voices too low for Jemmie’s ears. At such times he would look up and remark—“l didn't distinctly understand you, sir, but Tve no doubt you’re correct,” as a kind of hint thr we should repeat the last words. One day a humorous chap brought in while reading h 4 exercise: “Jimmie A , you are an old fool.” The bait took —Jimmie heard just enough to convince him that* something wa* wrong, so he slowly lowered his book, and peering out through his little gold specs, said —“ 1 didn’t distinctly understand you, sir. but I have no doubt you are correct.” A fruitful imagination will tell one that that youth’s segars didn’t cost him much for the rest of that term. A LEGEND. The “Lynn News,” one of the smartest little papers down East, thus satirizes the pe dantic hyperbole of such romancers as Lip. pard. It is succinct, but to the point. It opens rich—see : “ Ki-yi! Ki-yi! A little black dog! See him, as he stands on the common! It is the memorable day when the dog-law goes into operation. Would he stand there, if he knew the decree passed against him ? What could he see, if he could look into the future 1 Blood! See him now! He is mad ! No! He stops! \et look! Going like lightning! with a tin cup tied to his tail! A little black dog! Keep your eye on him! Bang! bang! ki-yi! Look at him! Fallen! a victim to remorse less law! Ah ! No more shall he frighten the people with visions of hydrophobia. The little black dog is dead. Dead as herrings! Oh ho ! Ah !” HORSE-JOCKEY AND LAWYER. “What is your occupation “A horse-jockey sir.” “What was your father’s occupation?” “Trading horses, sir.” “ Did your lather cheat any one while here ?” “ I suppose he did cheat many, sir.” “ Where do you suppose he went to J” “ To Heaven, sir.” “ And what do you suppose he is doing there ?” ° “ Trading horses, sir.” “ Has he cheated any one there ?” . “ He cheated one there, 1 believe, sir.” “ Why did they not prosecute him “ Because they searched the whole king dom of Heaven and couldn't find a lawyer!” A POLICE REPORT. Dick White and his wife led a deuce of a life; from their alwaysa fighting, and scratch ing and biting, and kicking up shindies, and breaking the windies; and getting their fill, ot hauls off to the mill. And last night Dicky White, and his lady so bright, got blue, and of course, had a beautiful fight; for with fists and with leet. and with broomsticks so neat, each other almost into mummies they beat But ere they were kilt, or much blood had been spilt, apprised by the din. a watchman came in, and soon to that battle so grim put a stop, by marching the combatants off to the shop. But this morning Dicky White, and his rib were all right, for they kissed and made up in the magistrate’s sight, and vowed that together no longer they’d fight. And therefore the court gave them orders to trot. So Dick and his rib toddled off like a shot. FASTING EXTRAORDINARY. A fashionable morning contemporary, on last Monday week, made the following an nouncement ; “ Mrs. Bate’s breakfast is unavoidably post poned till the 26th instant.” An awful time to go without one’s breakfast! We sinceriy hope poor Mrs. Bates may not have been starved.