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N0. 1:1611IVEOIVD “11111, ITIREEBxlir, NOV ‘ IT- BE 3 1860- ‘VIIOIG N0. tops of the frames, when this cover R 30 A little spring had lost its way Amid the grass and fernâ€"- A passing stranger scooped a well, Blow sufli- _. ,,_,.,_ _ may also be removed. if V I ' N i H I " k th b :t l &Stalaigh’t, or, Then began a new and grander THE MIRACULOUS CABINET. (.ientsmo eupon e ms 0 teep . , _ . as the clerk usuallyfto say 'Iom Feelcr was happy, , 7 . . . "0‘," and 59‘” (Nelly one ,a‘v,ay funy them below among the Combs. Un- Wham wean. men migmmm _ spoke it, No-ves dz, Stay-cvcr-so- and Iwould have remained so till tumult. VVii‘idows opened on every satisfied With their evening’s entar- less me colony be verv populous. me u H d Mn" and hung win, 0’“, late, till next morning. isunrise had not a most outrageous side. The floors of the house Under the above taking title, M. tainment. There can be no doubt ' '0 “’8. O , "' ' bees will now nearly all be found , haSiily filling their sacks with honey and,’will generally be ready to oper- ate upon in from five to fifteen mir- utes. Should the operator desire to commence taking out the combs as soon as possible, he may sprinkle the bees with - the sweetened" water. Those not filling their sacks from the Somehow or Ollict‘ I felt comâ€" din and clatter occurred, transforiri. fortable in the saloon, and didn’t de- ing the Eden into 0. Bedlam and sire to go home in a hurry.â€"â€"lbapishing Morpheus. . . Thoughts of the store nextâ€"iioâ€" That I manlully l‘CSlSlCtI an iii- thut morning troubled me uot.â€"â€":clination to awake I am free to Had they I should merely have,conlcss. I heard the noise. on the said, 'Hting the store, who carcs?’ ‘Strect, but refused to. be disturbed and dismissed them to make room . by It I dCClHWd looking out of the for more congenial ideas founded i window to see what was going on. fairly shook from the running of N ,people alarmed by our con ' A ladle at the brinkâ€"â€" Ile thought not of the deed he did, llut judged that toil iniglitdrink, He passed again , and lo I the well, By summer never dried, but that M, Nadolsky’s ‘ Miraculous Cabinet’ is exceedingly well worth a visit. merely as a wonderful toy, but it is also very possible that the contrivcrs of camp furniture, and of other matters which must go into a ,very small space may get many valu- able hints from its innumerable in- adolsky, an ingenious Pole, is pro- ducing to the London public an un pretending sort of box, five feet high, three wide, and eighteen in- ,. 3' ches in depth, out of which in the g mm “Kim course of the evening he contrives to cram the platform of “the Dudley Gallery, Egyptian IIall, where the flict.â€"-â€" The man held me fast, butI con- trivcd to get one or two well- aimcd blows in on his nose. slartin lthe claret and maddcnin and more. The cry of murder was taken IIad cooi'd ten thousand parcliing tongues, And saved a life beside. A dreamer dropped a random thought, "I‘was old, and yet ’lwas now,-â€"- A simple fancy of the brain, But strong in being true; It shone upon a genial mind, And, lo 1 its light became A lamp of life, beacon ray, A inonitory flame The thought was smallâ€"its issue great, A watchâ€"fire on the bill; It sheds its radiance far adowu. And cheer: the valley still. A nameless man amid a crowd That lliroiiged the daily mart, Let fall a wot‘d of hope and love, Unstudied from the heart; A whisper from the tumult thrownâ€" A transitory breath ; It raised a brother from the dust, It saved a soul from death. 0, germ l O, fouiit! 0, word of love I O, thought at random cast ! Ye were but little at the first, But mighty at the last. i Titri‘utiiir. Louisa our AND LOCKED UP. A NEW YORK ADVENTURE. I had been to the opera and had es- corted Mary Anna Josephine home. It was a delicious little squeeze that she gave my hand when saying, “Good night, Tom; call soon. I’ve had such a delightful evening.’â€"â€"- Indeed it was. I think, too, that it who returned with interest, judg- ing from an irrepressible (what a very handy word irrepressible has become) ‘Oh, you’ll muss my gloves 1’ which rose on the midnight air and floated street-ward in a pet'- fectly free and easy manner. Fi‘ nally I tore myself away, filled with the usual amount of bliss, and retail- ing souvenirs of I’oliuto, to my own satisfaction, if not to the delight of restless people in the dormitories along my route. Dreams of the future, the most enjoyable part of one’s existence, passed before me, and I planned any number of air castles to be built regardless of ex- pense. What a pair of angels we would be I Ilorscs, carriages, balls, parties, theatres, wateringâ€"places, smiles, sunshine and the like ad [ibi- tum. Never it thought of bills, babies, doctors, nurses, Bridgets and their like. Those were to be left entirely out of the question, of course. Well, I reached Broadway, and suddenly disCOVered that I owned an extensive appetiteâ€"quite large and ravenous. Strange that a man must satisfy the inelcgant vulture within him. At that timeI would cheerfully have donated my hunger to an Alderman, and said nothing about it; the thought of Mary Anna J. only. But there was no city funcrionary m at hand, so the transfer could not be w However, on the lower [‘0 made. COIZDCI‘ stood a tempting restaurant, and bushels of ignorant bivalves, from Shrewsbury, Prince’s Bay and other festive localities, lounging about the entrance with strongly marked expressions of unconcern as escaped cute to their destiny. ‘Ah, ah! oysters, I declare.â€" Mary Anna Josephine doats on oys- ters, I think. To be sure she does. Then why should not I? Surely why- notl It is clear that I ought to. I will. I’ll order an oyster supper out of compliment to her de- licate taste,’ said I, halting before the well‘lighted establishment. It was striking twelve as l descended the stairway and seated myself in a richly caparisoned al~ cove. Bless me, but those oysters were good. So was the ale. decided was'Mary Ann J’s taste. ‘What delightful girl will improvise,’I ejaculated solto pace, and aside to a fine patri- archal-looking bivalve. F clcr, you’re in luck, my boyâ€"â€" t" ally you are. proud of yourself and of her, too- Hcre’s to her very good health.â€" did not. Here's to your own, Tom Feeler. Here’s to you both when she sh have become Mrs. Tom Feeler.’ So I soliloquised and toasted. Let me see. twenty then, and Was with up by a dozen voices, and rent the' preferring to subsist on the fronthall. So I in dinners that I w ‘ Tom me to see dimbly You may well feel tlr all dreamland, where with the ador- l was just turned of honey Noyes enjoyed life generally. on the Mary Ann J. pi'ii’iciplo.â€"â€"â€"â€"i But I did not think of the store.â€"-, Sol stayed and built more cas-l tlcs ; bummed more gems from the. operas; cared loss for business and enjoyed some cigars. A later stay was only a repetition of the first; then I went home. Scorning carriages, I walked. Twelfth slseet, between Sixth and Seventh Avenues, contained my domicile. The houses in that row look as though they all be'onged to the conversation borne to my ears, to the effect that somebody would teach somebody to lock him out at that hour of the night; that some- body wouldn’t stand it; that he’d see if he was to be fooled with in that kind of style, he would. Then the bell of our house began rat- tling, tingling, jingling, as if mud. The front door also joined in the chorus, and banged its panels stout- ly. Altogether, Iwas forced to same (firmly. and 1 expo}, they do. conclude that a man was outside Three Story, red brick, high who thought he ought to be inside. But I didn’t, so I let him thump.â€"- And he did it, by Jove, he did.â€"â€" The absurdity of attempting to sleep seemed evident. That man and the door and the bell succeeds ed, after about ten minutes in frightening airy quantity of slumber from the neighbourhood. and arous- ing the occupants of houses half a block oil. It is a phenomenon which sci- ence has?‘ not thus far explained, and which puzzles me wonderfully. why folks at a distance are always aWakened by the endeavours of a person to gain admission to a house while the Occupants of that par- ticular house are utterly oblivious to the fact. Now it is singular.â€"-â€" stoops, front yards and white doors, give them a singularly uniform ap- pearance. I had but lately come to lodge in Twelfth Streclh, which made generalities more noticeable to me than the trifling differences of names and numbers. I was just doing the last few bars of 'Sti‘idc la Vainpa’ as I mounted the stops and applied my night- key. It turned in the latch, I press- ed against the door, but it refused to open. ‘Locked out,’I exclaimed, ‘and that, too, after my requesting Mrs. V’Vestlake to leave the door unfastened, and the light bunting. Delightful, truly.’ I at first thought of ringinfir the . 1 Nevertheless, experience teaches b?’,”(‘,but J’s, “q :0? thy’”, ,lwo that it is invariably so. “bo'l’ an wa“ O C mmmus Possibly others in the house to letit be known at what hour I heard the racket besides myself; possibly they expected each other, or muyhap myself, to interfere in the matter ; possibly they did not ; probably they were undisturbed by it. Ilowever,l made up my mind that, come what might, I would not deprive my nature of her sweet re- storer by any ot'er-action, such as gratifying a curiosity to know what was 'out’ or ‘up,’ as they say in the Bowery dialect. Perseverance overconicth all obstacles, and mine was rewarded by a return of the fugitive sleep before a half hour had elapsedâ€"â€" The lust thatl heard before drop- ping off into a nap was a sound of footsteps on the floor below, an returned, Isnubbed the suggestion and was provoked with myself for having made it. The only other resource was to return to Broadâ€" way and hire a hotel, or at least a part of one. The idea was good, and I was on the point of acting upon it, when, on restoring my nightkey to my pocket I mechani- cally drew forth what change was in the latter. and whistled vocifer- ously on the discovery of only nineteen cents. Sueh was the net profits of the evenging‘s entertain- ment, based upon a capital of nearly as many dollars. Here was what I had been taught to look upon as ‘a go.’-â€" Accordingly I took this view of . openinrr of windows, a cry of the m“lter. S c n ho (This soon ‘5 . “ e 0 d I ub- . “\Vho’s thercl’ a reply of ‘Me, arrived, however and determined ’ that it was ‘ no go.’ To have gone would have been useless. There was the station-house, there was my friend Thompson’s in South Brooklin, there was my uncle’s in who did you think it was 'I’ which died away in distant thunder style, and that was all. The geography of dreamland again lay before me. There were in it but two inhabitants, each Yorkville, but what of it'l An - - . . ° eeti the tli ‘ i i l t objection belonged to each. I sat m Hg 0 e’ by “Wing! alone, if that Were possible; and down oi. the steps and mused vio- lent]. TU rm, r n , , rm” the inhabitants were Mary Anna th thins m i: (lion 0 C.?.l...f’ Josephine and Tom Feeler, with a l y q es ' d L Lbs y the firm of Noyes (Se Stalaight, my eyes wandered across the way, and remarkable to relate, there stood a house closely resembling my liaâ€" bitation with a dim light burning in Beaver Street. With the birds and the brooks, the trees and the flowers, in cool grottoes, on sunny hill sides, sporting with gentle zephyrs, flirting with old ocean, c r t t , (191)" [nigz’akcthoghtt hob flu“? making fun of dame Nature, and a L ‘ .‘ ' 0 0 K’ billing and cooing unreservedly toâ€" i‘ong establishment. So much gethcr, did we fling dull care away and merrily pass the hours, days weeks, months, years, centuries. ‘Carambal what’s that l’ I cxs claimed, starting up in bed, fright- r being in love, Tom Feelci'.-â€"~ There would have been a pretty mess if you had found this door unâ€" locked an I walked up stairs, ch ?’ I Was ii’idii’l'crci’it to fragmentaryl air on every side. Rap! rap! Went the policei‘nen’s clubs; slam hang! in burst my room door, and after it four or five men aiid'women. ‘ Mrs. VVestlake! Mrs. \Vcst- is the robber! Oh, he's killing me! Hold him, somebody I’ And the burglar elevated his lungs, informing the lady and her boarders that I was the intruder; that he had found me in his bed; that he intended to throw me out of the window instanter. . Imagine the sceneâ€"you can have no further description from me. By this time the police and neighâ€" bors had gained an entrance. The former rattled tip-stairs and, with- out a word of explanation, and to my unbounded astonishment, seiz- ed me, ordered the to hurry on my clothes and march off to Jerusalem Market. It was in vain that I ac- cused the other man, that I ap~ pooled to Mrs. W'estlake. thatI of- fered to explain the whole thing.â€" No one had any ears for my story. The policemen said that [would have a hearing in the morning, and that was enough for me. The crowd kept increasing, and the ex- citement grew more intense, if pos- sible, than before. I gave up in despair, for the man who had collared mc° seemed perfectly at home with every one, had his swollen face bathed by one of the ladies, and interladed the scene with threats of venge- ance on me. Where was Mrs. VVcstlake? Where was her board- ers? The faces around were all new to me. I failed to recognise a single one. ‘Could it bowâ€"had I after all mistaken the house Iâ€" Either that or I was crazy. I told the policeman so, but he replied, ‘Just so, of course l' and that was all. Finding resistance Useless, and utterly bewildered, I mechanically dressed and followed the officers down to the street. Behind me came my evil genius, for such I es-l tecmed him, who said that he would appear against me at nine o’clock.’ IIe coolly told the officers that peso, sibly I was not a robber, but only at .littlc ‘cracked,’ and had got into the house unwittingly. ‘ llowevcr,’ he added, ‘ he needs looking after, so you had best lock him up.’ To the stationâ€"house I was ac» cordlngly hurried. It was but a’ minute’s walk, but oh, what a floodl of thoughts crowded upon me in that moment. Was I really crazy I iVas I not Tom Fecler? Where was Mary I Anna Josephine ( Whose house could I have got into? How strange that only two or three hours before I had thought of going voluntarily to this same prison to ask fora lodging. Would that I had done so. Thcnd cried over spilled milk, and made a fool of my-' self generally. I gave my name and so forth; Impressed with a sense of graâ€" titudc at having so narrowly ring the wrong box, I at once rushed over the street, up the steps, and into the house where the light burned. My key fitted the lock perfectly. Without so much as a glance at articles around the hallway, I put out the gas and noiselessly crept up stairs to the third floor. Of course it was hard to account for the mistake I had made. except by the supposi- tion that Mary Anna J. was upper- most in my mind, and mail had, without knowing it, gone to the furâ€" ther side of the street when turn- g into it from Broadway. How- ever, being safe at home finally, alkcd into my room and at once retired, not even lighting the gas, for the moonlight Was sufficient for by. Maybe the idea crossed my mind at Mrs. VVestlake had been mov- ing some of the furniture, maybe it I can’t say positively. soon took me off cued out of my senses. ‘ Oh, ho !’ said a perfect Heenan as to size, who stood in the mid- dle ofthe floor, ‘oh, ho! so I’ve got a bedfellow on top of it all, have If Pretty doings, indeed !-â€"<- Say, you there, who are you lâ€"f What brings you in my room, eh?’ lie was not long in saying this, but it was some time before I could convince myself that I was fairly awake. I supposed he drooped his lamp when he saw me, from asto- nishment, for he stooped and pick- ed it tip directly. It was this noise, too, that probably startled me. As soon as I could command my voice, Iof course demanded to know who he was, ,being con~ vinced the while that he belonged to the burglarious persuasion, and entertained ideas of theft. The thought gained credence in my .mind, and springing to the window Ibawled lustily, ‘Help, lielpl Po- lice' Stopthiefl Murder! \Vatch l’ and as many more terrible an- nouncements as my invention and' into Sleep able M. A. J.I roamed through lungs would allow. He came for-’ flowery valleys, SIPPCd IUSCiOUS ward, collared me, cuffed me and. , drank abundant nectar and tried to stiiie my cries. I kicked, StiIhCient pulled, screamed, fought, stamped. lparticulars of the time of contact, etc. the officers hastily ran over the cir- cumstances connected with my ar- rest; I was shown) doWn intoa damp cell, the key turned me, and I was left alone. 7 _, ‘Oh, poor Tom Feelcrl Poor Mary Anna Josephine! Oh, poor Mary Anna Josephine! Poor Tom Fee ler ’ I To be concluded in our next. ~) CritNEsn Stimsonâ€"The following is a translation of a notice that was put tip on the walls at Canton on the ‘2ch of July, 1860, concerning an eclipse of the moon. It is evident that the SCIlOOlamft‘iCl‘ is not abroad in the Celestial Empire: ‘To the Red Button Mandarian Loo, Govornor of Quang-Tung and Quang-Si Provinces and Board of Soldiers, dated the 10th of Ilcwang, the 16th day of the 6th month. Entreat and pray to save and protect the moon from being devoured on the 18th day of the 6th moon. The ec- lipse will commence on the 15th day of the 6th moon at 11 40.’ Then follows After whichâ€"â€"“ All the Mandarians, both civil and military, together with all the people, must do the utmost in their power to saw: and protect her from such a ca- lamity; and mind, do not be disob‘dient.’t lake!’ I hallocd, ‘liere he is; this, exhibition takes place, with very handsome full-sized drawing-room, bouduir, and a little bed-room furni- ture. This truly ‘ Miraculous Cabi net,’ and its contents, are a perfect miracle of ingenuitif;r and patient in- 'dustry. M. Nadolsky, a political exile, one of a class which is un- hiippily too numerous on the Conti- nent, cast about him for some object which should absorb his attention, and, if possible, make him forget the sorrows of expatriation. He had seen a casket which was exhibi- ted as a wonder, containing only twenty-four articles, and it occurred to him that the idea might be exâ€" panded and improved so as to pro- duce a real, tangible, worthy object for the public curiosity. He deter- mined that he should have a cabinet contaii‘iing one hundred and fifty ar- ticles, and in three years he, with the help of one assistant, completed his work. Having exhibited it with great approbation before the Emper- or of Russia and other continental sovereigns, he has ‘ now brought it before a London audience, the final test of merit, and there is everyjust ground for thinking that his exhibiâ€" tion will prove generally attractive. It took him an hour and a half on Wednesday evening to unpack and arrange all his wonders, but so in- geniouswas the construction ofeVei‘y thing, and so readily was each art-iâ€" clc made to assume its intended shape that the select audience of the pri- vate view exhibited no signs of weariness, but eagerly watched and loudly applauded the progress of the work. The miraculous cabinet seemed to be in fact absolutely in- exhaustible. Chairs, tables, bed- steads, rich inlaid cabinets, massive candelabra, reading and rocking- chairs, mirrors, candlesticks, flower- pot, plates, dishes, kpives and forks, drinking cups, camp stools, with hun- dreds of other things too numerous to mention, were taken out and set up in endless succession and with magic celerity, until the whole of the large platform Was fully furnish- ed, and ‘persons about to marry’ might find everything they could possibly require in an average ten- roomed house. And what Was more remarkable still, they were all sound useful articles, the chairs fairly up to 16 stone equably pressure, the bedsteads of full average dimensions, and the plates, dishes, knives and forks, only requiring the dinner or supper, to place their practical utili- ty entirely beyond the reach of ca- vil. M. Nadolsky commenced by ar- ranging in the centre of the platform a Russian Court of jostice. There was the judge’s table headed by the judge’s chair, the vase in which the verdict is placed, and the chairs for the lawyers and witnesses. A ’5th lower down be spread out his dinner table, capable of accomodating 24 persons, and from a small box no bigger than a family Bible,he brought out the whole service,pliites, tureens, knives, forks, spoons. tumblers, every thing. This was, perhaps, the most wonderful part of the whole exhibi- tion. M. Nadolsky told the audi~ ence that he thought so, and the au- dience showed that they agreed with him, by cheering it with extraordin- ary enthusiasm. But the Russian court and the dinner table, although they might be called the pieces de resist-mac, formed by no means the entire display. All the time that M. Nadolsky Was arranging them,r his assistant was equally busy setting up boudoit' tables, toiletles, tambour frames, Chinese cabinets, and ebony muniment chests in every available corner. Flower-pots Were produc- ed in scores, and urns filled with flowers were used to decorate alll these pretty nicknacks, and in order that nothing requisite in elegant do- mestic economy might be emitted, a perfect miracle ofa cradle was esta- blished. to the immense wonder and amusement of the ladies. Fin- ally, an‘d when people Were complet- ely tired out, asking, with Mr. Cob- den, ‘ What next?’ a sortof decora- tive background was set up, draped with crimson velvet, and exhibiting in its centre a life-side portrait of the Queen. This brought the exhi- bition to a most triumphant teriiiina~ genious contrivances. cells of honey, will__ commence at OVERWORK __Unwiseab0ve mam, lonce to gorge themselves with this is the man who considers every Preparation hour lost which is not spent in read- ing, writing, or in study; and not who thinks every moment of her time lost which We once more rational is she does not find her sewing. heard a great man advise that a book of some kind be carried in the pockpt to be used in case of any unoccupied momentâ€"such was his practice. He died early and fatuitous! There are women who, after a hard day’s work will sit and sow by candle or gas light until their eyes are almost blinded, or until certain pains about the shoulders come on, which are almost insupportable, and are only driven to bed by a physical inc-apa- city to work any longer. The sleep of the overworked, like that of those who do not work at all, is unsatisfy- ing and unrefreshing. and both alike wake up in weariness. sadness, and languor, with an inevitable result, both dying prematurely. Iiet no one work in pain or weariness. When a man is tired he ought to lie down until he is most fully rested, when with renovated strcngth, the work will be better done,done the sooner, done with a self sustained alacrity. The time taken from seven or eight hours’ sleep out of each twentyâ€"four is time not gained, but time more than lost ; we can cheat ourselves, we cannot cheat nature. .A certain amount of food is necessary healthful body, and if less than that amount be furnished, decay commen- ces the very hour. It is the same with sleep, and any one who persists in allowing himself less than nature requires, will only hasten his arrival at the madhouse or the grave. From the American Agriculturist. HOW TO TAME BEES.â€"“ TEN DOLLARS WORTH” OF IN- FORMATION GRATIS. Many persons while watching an exhibitor of bees in a movable frame hive, at the fairs taking out and rc~ turning the frames of combs covered with bees, and, as they hang in clus- tres from the frames, removing them by handfuls, with no more apparent fear than though they were so many flies, have regarded the process as a sort ofwitchcry; they have thought that none but the operator, and pos- srbly a few others, could have such perfect and fearless control over their bees. Instead of this being actually the case, it is the reverse; for no person that I have yet seen, who has followed the directions for 'Taming Bees’ that I-purpose to give, has been unable, after a little practice, to have full and absolute control over them. I understand that a speculator in Canada has made the proposition ‘ to instruct bee- keepers in the art of taming bees for the exceedingly low price of$10 each!’ But the readers of the .ngi- cultui‘ist can save their $10 and learn the whole art by observing the following directions, which the writer has practised for years. The whole art of ‘taming bees,’ is embodied in the following : lstvâ€" A honey-beo filled with honey or ‘ liquid-sweets,’ will not sting of its own accord. 2nd-â€"Bees when frightened, will generally fill them- selves with honey ; and, if given ‘liqiiid sweets,’ will invariably ac- cept of them. Bees may be frights ened thus : fist. By confining them to the hive, and rapping the sides of it lightly with a small stick, or the palms of the hands. At first the bees will try to get out, but finding that impossible, they will then rush lto their stores and fill themselves with honey. 2nd. By blowing upon. them the smoke of punk (rotten wood.) tobacco, or cotton rags, What is termed ‘ liquid-sweets,’ is water well sweetened with honey or sugar. Sugar is preferable, as bees from neighboring hives, or those in close provimity, are not so read ily attracted by it. For many yearsI used mainly the smoke of tobacco and cotton rags, but this season, in all my operations I have used nothing but the smoke of punk. This is not so that of tobacco. tea- I seldom, haveocca- SlOll, except at the Fairs, to use the ‘liquid sweets.’ I would advise be- ginners to use a bee-hat until they have had some experienceâ€"which may then, at times, be discarded. Reader, just operate upon a colony in the Way described, you will prob- ably be, surprised to find that you can more easily and readily subject the most irritable colony of bees to your control, than can Rarey, an or- dinary animal of the equihe race. M. M. BALDRIDGE. Mirgaru 00., .N'. Y. DOMESTIC ECONOMY AND COOKERY. To KEEP It‘nmnnvns.â€"â€"The pa- ppr‘ which is {legally pasted over-jars of‘pii'wescrves,i’s-poi‘ous, and admits air. To render, it perfectly impervious, “and” as tight as a, drum, apply the white ofan egg with a brush to the paper beforeflcovering the jars, over- lapping the edges an inch or two. TOMATO PRESERVES.~â€"~Pill‘e and slice green or ripe tomatoes, to one pound of the fruit add one pound of clean sugar, l,boil until the fruit is thoroughly cooked, skim it out and boil until the syrup is thick enough to keep; then pour the tomatoes back into the preserving kettle, boil five minutes, take care of them as other preserves. STEAMED INDIAN Bhuttoâ€"One quart of sour milk, half a cup of mo- lasses, one cup of flour, one tea- spoonful of soda, nearly as much. salt,make it about as thick as Johnny cake with fine Indian meal,pourinto a two quart basin, let it rise one hour,bake it in an even one hour and steam, two hours in a covered steam- er, over a brisk fire. To I’iinsenvs Eoes.-â€"Provide a small cupboard, safe, or tier of} shelves; bore those shelves full of holes one and a Quarter inches in diaa meter, and place the eggs in them, point downwards. They Will keep sound for several months. Other modes, such as packing in salt, 6L0..- depend for their success simply on placing the points down ; the shelves are more convenient and ac-v cessible. _ BoiLixo I’O't‘.s.'routs.â€";Clean wash the potatoes and leave the skin on; then bring the water to a boil and throw them in. As soon as boiled soft enooglr for a fork to be easily hrust through them, dash some colds water in the pot, let the potatoes res. main two minutes, and then pour off the water. This done, half remove the pot-lid, and let the potatoes re-- main over a slow fire till the steam is evaporated ; their pool and set them on the table in an open dishâ€"- Potatoes ofa good kind thus cooked, will always be sweet,dry and mealy. A covered dish is bad for potatoes, as it keeps the steam in, and makes them soft and watery. FRIED on Borneo Eco-PLANT.â€" I’arboil it ; cut into slices and season very highly with pepper and salt; fry or boil it (as you do mushrooms) in a pan with butter. If nicely done it is very similar in flavour to the mash X'UOJ]. ._..._ ._ __ .__..._...___..- .; .ka limes AND SCAVENGB'RSs-Jt sounds strange to hear that the most healthy class of men are the scavengers, but such is the fact; and it is assumed that the power of ashes to absorb noxious einanations of all kinds is at the bottom of the striking im~ munity which the scavenger exhibits from all febrile complaints. Of the upper clas- ses the clergyman lives longestâ€"the phy- sician next~â€"tlic lawyer next. The gentry may be reckoned as longâ€"lived as the clergy; but the higher aristocracy are be~ low the learned professions; and the mem- bers of Royal Houses. again, average three years less cxrsteiice than even the aristo- cracy. Hodge, under his hedge, has a chance of thirteen years longer life than a Bourbon or a Guelph, on the authority of those learned in vital statistics; so that we have contrasts to ponder on in modern life which our ancestors never dreamt of. ~Ciii'iositics of Civilization. The first public intimation of tile inven- . tion of it steam printing press, was made pungent as l in the London Times, November 2 , 1814, that number being printed upon one, s