The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1853-12-06 00:00:00

NEW 31IISIC.

New Music-hall Polka—a spirited piece of I
dance music, with sufficient novelty to give it zest,
yet not so simple as to be insipid, nor so intricate
as to prevent it being a readily-performed and
welcome addendum to the stock of cheering domestic
inirth.--.Eveline, Valve Brilliante, another
piece of Terpsiekrean music peculiarly suited to
the festive season. Like the one above mentioned,

he wi'di
1,4 i

it is so devoid of executional difficulties, that- it can
ease performed in the family circle. They
published by Messrs. Hime and Son, of
; the first being composed by A. Gohstein,
er by Eugene Faveir.

Liverpool

VARIETIES.

—Hope

THE OLDEST ANCHORITE
THE MOST CURIOUS THIN(

canons

A woman r

A. FIRM DETERMINATION to act right will steer even

inexperience safely over dangerous pas Wages.
Tun LAMP may be made of gold and embellished with
diamonds, but it gives •no light without oil; just such a
dark lamp is genius without virtue.
SCENE—A LONELY 'SQUARE.— Time Midnight.—

Timid swell (loq.)--" Take my money, take my watch.
take evewything ; but pway spare my collars !
A STREET DIALOGUE.—Lady—" No, I've nothing for
you ; you_ always ask me every time I cross." Bop—

" Yes, a
nothink

and every time you crosses you anus give me
:."—Punch.

PROGRESS or SCIENCE.—A scientific hair-dresser at
the West-end is about to favour the ladies with the dis-
covery of a wonderful new pommade, which he guarantees
" will prevent the bonnet falling off the head."

SHALL LADIES HAVE VOTES'?—" Certainly," replies a
strong-minded woman of our acquaintance ; " is woman
made only to sew on buttons ? and if she is, you have no
right to turn away the needle from the poll."

OVERFLOWING WITIC EXTRAVAGANCE. —A good Novem-
ber fog is the cause of poor authors being extremely ex-
travagant, for it forces them to burn]," the midnight oil"
at noonday.—Punch.

To THE PRESS GENERALLY.—The Emperor Nicholas
wishes an erratum corrected in the next edition of our
dictionaries. He begs to say that he has discovered that
an Ottoman is not a thing upon which you easily and
comfortably place your foot.
A CALICO CALEMBOURG.—Mr. Cobden : Why are the
selfish agitators among the operatives like the works of a
clock out of order ? Mr. Bright : Because they insist
upon striking,withont regard to the position of the hands.
Mr. Cobden : You are quite right, my dear Bright.
How TO BUILD A HATE'S!' HOME.—Six things are re-
quisite. Integrity must be the architect, tidiness the
upholsterer. It must be warmed by affection, lighted up
with cheerfulness ; and industry must be the ventilator,
renewing the atmosphere, and bringing in fresh salubrity
day by day ; while over all, as a protecting canopy and
glory, nothing will suffice except the blessing of God.
To DRESS A HAM.—Bayonne is celebrated for its hams.
I accordingly had one dressed under my own inspection ;
and, as a considerable degree of science is required in
dressing a ham, I publish my receipt. Boil it in hock, a
quarter of an hour each pound ; then put it in an oven,
and bake it another quarter of an hour to the same weight ;
and I'll venture to say the epicures will acknowledge that
nothing can be more delicious.
WOMAN'S LOVE.—No woman ever loved to the full ex-
tent of the passion, who did not venerate where she loved,
and who did not feel humbled, delighted in that humility,
by her exaggerated and overwhelming estimate of the su-
periority of the object of her worship. What state could
fall, what liberty decay, if the zeal of man's noisy patriot-
ism was as pure as the silent loyalty of woman's love ?
Woman's love is a robe that wraps her from many a storm.
CONSIDERABLE LATITUDE.— Sir Richard Jebb being
called to see a patient who fancied himself very ill, told
him ingenuously what he thought, and declined prescrib-
ing for him. " Now you are here," said the patient, " I
shall be obliged to you, Sir Richard, if you will tell me
how I must live, what I may eat, and what I may not."
"My directions as to that point," replied Sir Richard,
"will be few and simple. You must not eat the poker,
or tongs, for they are hard of digestion ; nor the bellows,
because they are windy ; but eat anything else you
please."

THE SOURCES OF HAPPINESS.—It is not by multiply-
ing twopence by thirty that we can estimate the happiness
of him who drinks claret over him who drinks beer. It is
wor are as happy as the rich, and
he reasons for holding this belief
'Tie& and

been often closely exam,— _ hence the
general principle has been attacked as a vain sentiment,
invented by the rich to appease the poor. But if we look
at the main elements of human felicity, we shall find that
-they are amr ct the oho- of moderat AO- • 'lent. Tl-

. ,banun, Bey
consist in health, physical and mental ; in food, sufficient
to satisfy hunger ; in clothing sufficient to protect the
body from the vicissitudes of weather ; and in that enjoy-
ment of the domestic attainments which continue the
existence of our species. The wealth of the richest man
that ever lived will not add to the list r. fifth element of
enjoyment so large as any one of these.

SCIENCE AND labour of the whole Geolo-
gical Society, for the last fifty years, has but now arrived
at the ascertainment of those truths respecting mountain
form which Turner saw and expressed with a few strokes
of camel's hair pencil fifty years ago, when he was a boy.
The knowledge of all the laws of the planetary system
and of all the curves of the motion of projectiles would
never enable a man of science to draw a waterfall or a
wave ; and all the members of Surgeon's-hall, helping
each oth?.r, could not at this moment see, or represent, the
natural movement of a human body in vigorous action,
as a poor dyer's son (Tiutoret) did 200 years ago.—Rus-
kin's Stones of Venice.
Av I3fPERTURBABLE QUAICER.—When Friend Hopper
was seated one day in the Senate-chamber at Albany, a
man came to him and told him to take off his hat: He
replied,' "I had rather not.. I am accustomed to keep it
on-" "But it is contrary to the rules," rejoined the

officer, "I am ordered to turn out any man who refuses to
uncover his head." The Quaker quietly responded, " Very
well, friend obey thy orders." " Then will you please to
• el, •

1 out, si:

said the officer

No," replied Friend

Hopper.; "Didst thou not tell me thou west ordered to
turn me out. Do'st thou suppose lam going to do thy

But how am I to get you out?
[re," rejoined Friend Hopper,

me out, to be

I see no

other way." The officer went and wliisiered to the
Speaker, who glanced at the noble-looking old gentleman,
and advised that he should be let alone.—Hopper's Life.
DR. PITCAIRN AND TIIE KIRK ELDERS.—The follow-
ing anecdote is told of the celebrated Dr. Pitcairn, in
whose days a jug of claret was not an unusual breakfast
in Scotland : Dr. Pitcairn seldom troubled the inside of
the kirk, but every sabbath morning the jug of claret was
to be seen on its way from the tavern just as the more
staid portion of the population were going to morning
service. The kirk elders were at length scandalised, and,
under the plea of preventing sabbath-tradiug, used fre-
quently to seize the doctor's jug and confiscate his claret.
Suspecting that the seizure was not altogether disinte-
rested, the doctor one sabbath morning sent a strong dose
of tartar-emetic at the bottom of his pewter. On that
day, to the surprise of all men, Dr. Pitcairn was seen in
church. His eves were turned towards the elders' new.

The service had not advanced far ere one of the zealous
opponents of sabbath-trading slunk out of church, looking
very pale. Soon another followed, and presently the
elders' pew was empty, to the bewilderment of all but the
contriver of the mischief. The latter slipped out of church
quietly, and with exultation-beheld his persecutors writhing
in all the agonies of a painful puke."

PICTURE OF MEiSClllKOFF.—Menschik.olf has in-
variably refused to sit to any artist. He is about 70 years
of age, of middle stature, has close cut milk-white hair, a
high open forehead, sharply-defined features, and a bright
sparkling eye. His gait is haughty, but slightly limping,
from a wound he received in a singular manner, at the
siege of Varna, in 1828. One evening, having given
some orders that he wished to see implicitly obeyed, he
strolled through the camp ; and as he was returning to
his quarters he stopped and remained with his legs
stretched wide apart while he enjoyed a pinch of snuff:
Suddenly the report of a heavy gun was heard, and the
Prince fell headlong to the ground. When he was taken
up it was found that a cannon ball had passed between his
legs and wounded him severely in the thigh. Prince
Menschikoff is one of the most extensive landed proprietors
in the empire, and counts his serfs by thousands ; -but,
unlike the generality of the Russian nobles, he adds daily
to his wealth. His economy is without a parallel, and
indeed is stated to descend to parsimony of the lowest
grade; but, however grinding his extortion in his patri-
monial estate, on all grand state occasions his appearance,
carriages, and suite are most magnificent. He possesses
a superb mansion at St. Petersburg ; his establishment of
servants and equipage is on a scale of the most lavish ex-
pense, and he is surrounded by numerous aides-de-camp
glittering in " barbaric pearls and gold." Another striking
peculiarity of this remarkable man is the aversion he
entertains for foreigners. Not one—even an ambassador—
has ever been permitted to enter his palace. He is both
rough and fickle, and when anything offends him becomes
absolutely brutal. But while he bends to the imperial
yoke from motives of avarice or ambition, he revenges his
official servitude by browbeating, threatening, and abusing
all who have the misfortune to be connected with him;
and as he is a man of considerable talent and indomitable
energy, he

succeeds most marvellously in his amiable
occupation. It is not therefore to be wondered at that he
has many enemies. Menschikoff married the Princess
Delgorouki, by whom he has a son and daughter.—United
States Gazette.

• "STOP MY PAPER."—The following remarks are too
good to be thrown into the waste paper basket. We clip
them from an exchange, and willingly pass them on.
They are true to the letter, and suitable to all climates
and localities. Every man who subscribes to a paper,
and is troubled with either soft or hard corns, should
read them. They are understandable to the meanest
capacity :—lt is astonishing what exalted notions some
persons have of their own importance. They seem to
imagine they are altogether necessary to the onward roll
of our little world, and that if, by any means, they should
be shoved out of the way, the screws would be so loose
that the old machine would no longer hold together; and
of course, if such important personages only say to an
editor " Stop my paper," the whole establishment must
go to pot instanter. We have often laughed in our sleeve
—though outwardly we looked as grave as an owl—when
one of those regulators of the world has marched into our
editorial sanctum, and ordered a discontinuance of his
paper. And it always does us good to see how the starch
is taken ont of him while the editor smilingly replies—
" Certainly, sir, with the greatest pleasure ; just as soon
as the clerk has entered 100 or more names which have
just been sent in." The mighty man wilts down like the
narrative of a whipped spaniel, and he shrinks away mut-
tering to himself, " Well, I am afraid that stopping my
paper has not ruined him after all." _These swells who
stop their papers on account of some melphich has found

re to7vatch the time of
g that another number will hardly
and they are sure to borrow their

its way into their cranium
the next issue, thinkii
make its app(

neighbourfs'copy to see if it does not contain the editor's
farewell address to his readers. We once knew a minister
who, in describing the Christian's character, and the cir-
ctunspection of his walk, said the way to heaven required
as much care as it did for a cat to walk on a wall covered
with broken bottles. It is something so with an editor,
if he is to please everybody. We have heard of persons
who are willing to put out both of their own eyes for the
sake of getting out one of their neighbour's ; and it is
generally so with those who stop their papers to spite the
editors—they hurt themselves much more than they do
the editor and proprietor of a paper However, people
will have their own way, and in this wide world it is best
to let them till they are satisfied. Experience is a good
schoolmaster; and it takes more than one man to make a
world, as it does OM 5W619W to make a summer."—
American paper.

IT WAS orm of the wisest of Dr. Johnson's many wise
sayings, that " he who waits to do a great deal of good at
once, will never do anything."

WE REALLY CANNOT profess to understand the mys-
tery of spirit-rapping—but we have seen several well
authenticated cases in whici

devotion to spirits ha

caused many 0 be without a rap.
A NEW DEFINITION.—When an Irish girl was askeu,
a few days ago, where her mistress wag, who had gone to
a water-cure establishment, she replied 'that her ladyship
had "gone to soak."

A GENTLEMAN in an omnibus has always two difficul-
ties before him, if he do not assist ladies in and out, he
is called a brute; if he do, he is suspected to be a pick-
pocket. _

- A DEFINITION.—" Bdl Tomkins, what is a widder ?"
" A widder is a married woman that ha'nt got no husband,
'cayse he's dead." " Very well, what is a widderer ?" " A
widderer is a man that runs arter widders." " Well, Bill,
that's not exactly according to Johnson, but it will do."
THE EMPEROR NICHOLAS'S MODE OP LIFE.—The
Emperor Nicholas leads a life of the most feverish activity.
He rides, walks, holds a review, superintends a sham fight.
goes on the water, gives afgte, exercises a navy, and all in
the same day. He travels incessantly, passes over at least
fifteen hundred leagues every season, and all those who are
attached to his person have to share his fatigue. The
empress, who will follow him everywhere, loses her health
by doing so ; and it is said that the young Grand Dnke
Constantine will fall a victim to the mode of travelling
adopted by his father. Nicholas is in the habit of travel-
ling not less than seven leagues in an open caleche.—
Adrian Gibson's the Czar and the Sultan.
THE DUKE'S FIRST VICTORY.--Perhaps it may_ inte-
rest the future author of the Life of the Duke of Wel-
lington to be informed of his first victory. It was not in
India, as commonly supposed, but on Donnybrook-road,
near Dublin, that his first laurels were won. This appears
from the Freeman's Journal, Sept. 18, 1789, where we
learn that, in consequence of a wager between him and
Mr. Whaley, of 150 guineas, the Hon. Arthur Wellesley
walked from the five-mile stone on Donnybrook-road to
the corner of the circular road in Leeson-street, in fifty-
five minutes, and that a number of gentlemen rode with
the walker, whose horses he kept in a tolerably smart trot.
When it is recollected that those were Irish miles, even
deducting the distance from Leeson-street to the Castle,
where the original measurements were made, this walk
must be computed at nearly six English miles. OMICRON.
—Notes and Queries.

A WORD of CoraniNG CITURCH.—We copy the
following from an autobiography which Hugh Millar is
now publishing in the Witness:—"A simple incident
which occurred during my first morning attendance at
Dr. M'Crie's chapel strongly impressed me with a sense of
his sagacity. There was a great deal of coughing in the
place, the effects of a recent change of weather, and the
doctor, whose voice was not a strong one, and who seemed
somewhat annoyed by the ruthless interruptions, stopping
suddenly short in the middle of his argument, made a
dead pause. When people are taken greatly by surprise
they cease to cough—a circumstance .on which he had
evidently calculated. Every eye was now turned towards
him, and for a full minute so dead was the silence that one
might have heard a pin' drop. ' I see, my friends,' said
the doctor, resuming his speech, with a suppressed smile,
I see you can be all quiet enough when I am quiet.'
There was not a little genuine strategy in the rebuke;
and, as cough lies a good deal more under the iufluence of
the will than most coughers suppose, such was its effect
that during the rest of the day there was not
the previous coughing."
THE FAVOURITE DISHES OF AUTIIc,-
an ancient writer on fishes, was so fond of fi
died of a surfeit occasioned bo -

a tithe of

s.—Dr. Rondelet
that hi

a letter to a friend, Dr. Parr confesies his love of "hot
Wiled lobsters, with a profusion of shrimp sauce." Pope,
who was an epicure, would lie in bed for days at Lord
Bolingbroke's' unless he was told that there were stewed
lampreys for dinner, when he arose instantly and came
down to table. - A gentleman treated Dr. Johnson to new
honey and clouted cream, of which he ate so largely, that
his entertainer became alarmed. All his lifetime Dr.
Johnson had a voracious attachment for a leg of mutton.
"At my aunt Ford's," says he, " I ate so much of a boiled
leg of mutton, that she used to talk of it. My mother,
who was affected by little things, told me seriously that
it would hardly ever be forgotten." Dryden, writing in
1609 to a lady, declining her invitation to a handsome
supper,' says :—" If beggars might be choosers, a chine of
honest bacon would please my appetite more than all the
marrow puddings, f I like them better plain, having a
very vulgar stomach." Baron Maseres, who lived to the
age of ninety, used to go home one day in every week
without any dinner, eating only a round of dry toast at
tea. Aristotle, like a true poet, seems to have literally
feasted on fancy. Few could live more frugally ;in one
of his poems, he says of himself, "that he was a fit per-
son to have lived in the world when acorns were the food
of men."--Salads for the Solitary.
A COAST SCENE.—A footpath leading over the hill led
them to the top of the promontory, covered with the finest
green sward, and giving a view of the open ocean. To the
right, lay distant Flambro' Head; to the left. Scarborough,
with its castle and its bold lofty headland, and the mass of
red-tiled houses lying clear, as if only some half-mile dis--
taut. But on the sunny sea vast numbers of vessels
stretched from horizon to horizon; all, in.fact, traversin_
that great marine highway from Scotland to London
which is perpetually crowded with a nation's traffic; mer-
chant vessels; whole fleets of colliers bearing coals from
Newcastle to the metropolis, or returning for more;
steamers bravely bearing onwards, and leaving their long
lines of smoke behind them; with the white sails of almost
myriads of those bu'terflies of the ocean, fishing cobles,
gleaming bright and sunny on all parts, near and remote,
of the ocean plain. But great as was this view, the one
directly under- them was not less impressive. There the
sea was raging against the rocks which rose to a consider-
able altitude. North and south extended the jagged and
indented line of precipitous cliff, rent and ravaged by the
storms of ages. A narrow neck of land ran out just before
them, to which they advanced, and stood aloft, as it were,
in the centre of this really sublime scene. On one hand
the sea was boiling and sweeping in milky whiteness
through a great cavern; on the other hand rushing like
an assailing army into a circular abyss, which it had worn
in the precipitous cliff, and leaping all foam on the huge
ledges of projecting rocks, and plunging back in fury into
the boiling deep. The whole mass of waters was in a
motion, like some vast and restless living thing, swelling,
eddying, and moaning with a wild melancholy, or thunder-
ing as with a thousand cannon on the dark yellow walls
of cavernous rock.—Howitt's Stories of English and
Foreign Life.

TAE ANCIENT BUILDINGS OF GREECE AND ROME
we may class with great propriety in three successive
orders. First, we have those ancient structures denomi-
nated Cyclopean, from the mythus of Homer, who attri-
butes their foundation to the sons of Neptune. These
structures consist of vast and irregular masses'of unhewn
stones, put together without cement or mortar of any
kind. The ruins of the citadels of Tyrus and Myceme,
which are of this description, have remained in their pre-
sent condition for 3,000 years, and present the most per-
fect specimens yet existing of the military architecture of
the heroic ages. The next improvement on this method
has been termed the Irregular Polygonal structure, from
the circumstance that the stones are no longer unhewn,
although no attempt is made to reduce them to the square.
These lateral plain sides are sufficiently smooth to form a
close joint, and the angular proportions of the one stone
fitted the angular recesses of the other; and their faces
are cut so as to give the whole wall a tolerably smooth
surface. Examples of this second class are common in
the Etruscan tombs, where, says Mr. Dennis, these blocks
are arranged so as to present their ends and sides in alter-
nate corners, in that style which builders denominate
Old English Bond, or more vulgarly, "headers and
stretchers." The same description of masonry was used
extensively by the Romans, and seemed to have reached
its perfection in the foruin of Augustus. In the third
species of mural building the blocks are laid in horizontal
courses, but sometimes so irregular that none of the hori-
zontal joints are continuous, but all the joints are accu-
rately squared and fitted. Example of this kind of
masonry is to be found in the celebrated Lion Gate of the
ancient fortress of Mycenie.—The Builder.
THE THREE LITTLE ROYAL LETTER-WRITEES.—It
seems but the other day that there were three little prin-
cess destined to • support a large part of the royalty of
Europe—little girls who wrote letters to each other—
letters which all English children would, have liked to
see, in order to know how people felt who were to sit
upon thrones. There was the Brazilian princess, who
had a cruel uncle ; and the Queen of Spain, who had a
cruel uncle, too ; and our own princess, Victoria, who was
thought at one time to have had a disloyal uncle also, but
who was too well guarded and too much beloved to be in
any danger from him. There were French princesses also,
who were correspondents of the three queens—the Prin-
cess Marie, who won all hearts by her virtue, as infallibly
as she commanded respect by her talents ; and her sister,
the late Queen of the Belgians. It was a remarkable
group ; and so it remains in our memories. And where
are they now ? The Princess Marie of Orleans died first ;
and the universal regret for her loss was unmingled with
any of the bitterness of disrespect. Some years later died
the Queen of the Belgians; and her children are already
preparing for sovereignty and its perpetuation. A worse
fate than death seemed to have overtaken the two Ibe-
rian princesses—the peril of the loyalty of their people,
and the loss of the interest of Europe. Remaining chil-
dren in temper and understanding, while charged with
the duties of mature life, and with the very heaviest of
human responsibilities, they have not been equal to their
position and their fortune, and have suffered much them-
selves, and inflicted much suffering on others. What a
contrast is all this with the lot of the one remaining mem-
ber of the group ! How unlike in every way is the des-
tiny of our English princess to that of all the rest !
Living in the prospect of long and happy years, blest in
her domestic relations, honoured and loved without doubt
or question by all her people, and safe while every throne
in Europe but her own is shaken, how would she and the
young correspondents of her youth have wondered if her
lot could have been foreshown with theirs ! We may
even say, knowing her kinclly heart, how aghast would
she have been as well as they ! The Queen of Portugal
lost the husband she really loved after a marriage of a
few weeks. The Queen of Spain was violently separated
from the lover whom she preferred, and married in a way
which will excite the disgust and horror of generations to
come ; and the consequence is a present position which is
painful and precarious beyond all others, even in these
days of jeopardy of thrones. Our Queen married as she
chose, and, as far as regards the qualities of her husband,
she married to the lasting satisfaction of her people. The
natural consequence has followed—that no word of ques-
tion of the soundness of the royal home, and its domestic
peace, is ever uttered or imagined. It is the constitutional
government of Great Britain that, even imperfectly admi-
nistered, has been the safeguard of the sovereign full as
much as of the people ; and it follows that, as perils are
renewed and multiplied abroad, the policy and duty of
sovereign and people at home is to advance the represen-
tative principle and improve the whole administration of
government, so as to obtain perpetually further security
and a higher welfare. This is what the Queen and her
husbandhr
more
and
,havimpress upon their children, and to show
usore that they fully understand. Thus, and
h
wlei mth
ile in Portugal a queen goes comparatively
to the grave, and in Spain slander besets the
loyalty almost deserts it, the royal line of
throne,
ntumno os only,
rnt3,od
and,
England may continue to extend, till, possibly, it may be
the last, and some day or other in a distant future, close,
in the history of the world, the chapter of kings,—Daily
News.