The Dorset County Express and Agricultural Gazette.
Dorchester, Dorset, England, 1871-06-06 00:00:00

Varitties.

The heart's misevinp—eeting • mines -pie, and won.
dewing, miter a panes, what the °entente were °ow posed

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of.
There are three companions with whom a man should
alirsys keep on good teems—his wife, his stomach, and
his conscience.
A little girl sent out to hunt egg', came Nick amine-
easeful, oomphuning that "lots of hens were standing
about doing nothing."
A sharp young woman says there is nothing more
touching in the bfe than to see • poor but YL/t{lolll
young man straggling with • weak moustache.
A TOUCH OF NATpie.—lB49, July 26. Went to a
hamar at Lady Susan liareoures. The Queen sod the
Prism Consort were there. Heard a charming story of
one of the royal cbildree, which I hope is true. When
last the Queen was about to be maned, the Pringle
Consort said to oat of his little boys, "I think it very
likely, my dear, Nish the Queen will soon present you
with • little brother or timer. Which of the two would
you prefer ?" The child, palming —"Well, I think, if
ills the seine to minima. I should prefer a pony."—
Memoir of Charles Mayne Young.
Buxom' miowo Tflfavne.—ln the Bandinavian tale
the thief, wishing to get possession of • farmer's ox,
carefully hangs himself to a tree by the roadside. The
unmet, passing by with his ox, is indeed shrunk by the
sight of the dangling body, but thinks it none of hie
business, and does not stop to interfere. No on r
has he passed than the thief late himself down, ani
running swiftly along • by-path, hangs himself with
equal precaution to • second tree. This time the
farmer Is astonished and puzzled; but when for the
third time be meets the seine unwonted spectacle,
thinking that three suicides in one morning are too
much for easy credence, he leaves his ox and runs back
to see whether the other two bodies are really where
he thought he saw them. While he Is framing hypo-
thesis of witchcraft by which to explain the phenome•
non, the thief gets away with the ox.
THOUGHTS IS • DI•WING.ROOII. Why, then are so
many of us plain and ugly? liven men are rometimes
too ugly. Women for the most pert think that it
matters little whether • man is good looking or not. But
, there are men, as Madame de Stan l said of a toenail
hideous gentleman, who abuse the privilege of their sed
in this reaped. Why, then, are so few handsome, an.
so many the revere,? Or take the brute creation
From the human point of view, sod regarding them in
their relations to ourselves, why do monkeys exist?
Why are there such reWlant creatures as spiders?
What is the raison ddre of the ash willed a skate? The
skate, indeed, achieves hideousness to such en extent
that one hardly knows whether to *all it disgusting or
sublime. Worms, too, and all creeping, slimy things.
why are they what they are? Or to return to monkeys,
Mr. Darwin says that we are lineally &mended from
those intelligent quaelreataia. flew is It, then, that
the race which ban produced the Belvidere Apollo and
the Venus of Milo, comes direct from the disgusting
breed of apse and baboons?—Q.B.D., tie lAs &tool
Board Chronicle.

THE SONG OF WORK.
Work !. Work 1 Work I

With orsin,;;Lt;i;;;T:,
Work I Work! Work!
Till plenty fills the land •
For every woks that lihour gives
luereesee tbet whereon It live.;
All wealth Is nude by labaur's power
Labour's the root, and wealth the dower
Work! W3rk ! Work!

And be I-O-o-biti Man.- -
Work! Wort! Work!
As long as e'er you can,
The man that works enjoye hls food,
And what he este It doe, hitt good;
With plenty food and fiats toll
Yawl, will rot, and brain witi .poll.