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abused, are expected to recover

ENGLAND

—John

presided over a state convention of loco delegates in•that
state, lately delivered the following to his assembled
brethren :—" The fact is, gentlemen, the democracy of this
country hate England, and only wait for the signal to beat
openthe doors of Buckingham Palace with the butt ends of
their rifles, and arouse the slumbers of Victoria, with the
shrieks of the American Eagle."

THE LADIES OF NEW YORK.—Major Noah's Sunday►
Times says that the ladies of New York have been slip-
ping and tumbling about sadly during the late frosts.
The most unpleasant part of the tumble is the aid ten-
dered on such occasions by the gentlemen, and their
smirking air of condolence. " Now, the ladies cannot

[Jeer LO nave an ankle exposed, or their into
fled. A lady in Boston having met with a
fall,' a dandy of the first water ran to her as,
nignly said, ' Allow me to raise you, madam
turn.? ro:li
Ld roundin Newsuddenly,
Hampshire,
replied. N'

ments ruf-

'...1 ' free-soil
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self !'"

3, sir ! I
raise my-

A HEALTHY NEW ENGLAND MOTHEI__ _
Hfe were living in New I

'ince a lit

—A. few years
hire,

not far from Holl

ho had twenty-five childrer

—twenty-

tour sons ar

—I at
the time, and yet the mother, at more than sixty years of
age, performed all her housework, as she had done for
forty years, except a month at a time after her confine-
ment. A friend of ours found her at this advanced age—

and after she had been mother and educator of twenty.
five children—bringing in a parcel of wood in her arms to
make her own fire for the purpose of cookery. Yet this,
if we except the number of the children, is only a common
New England case. Such mothers, however, are fabt dis-
appearing from amongst us, and in a quarter of a
will be seen no mom—A/colt—Library of Health
THE BURIED ALIVE.—The young creature, s
of the ceremonial of admission into a nunnery
alive in her coffin, and when once admitte

century

s a part
, is laid

as dead and buried to her friends, for she is never again
allowed to see any of them. Once a-year, on an ap-
pointed day, the parents of the " buried alive" may attend
at the nunnery, and the young mature within may hear
their loved and familiar voices, but she must never see
them ; and as no kind of intercourse is ever permitted,
she can never know whether they are living or dead, ex-
cept as she hears or does not hear their vcices on that
day. If a parent has died during the •ear, the abbess
assembles the nuns. She tells them tliat the parents of
one of them is dead, and desires all to pray for the soul of
the departed ; but she never reveals the name of the
dead, so that all the nuns are left in a state of intense and
agonising suspense till the one day comes round, and all
listen to catch the tone of their parent's voices, and the
absence of the longed-for voice tells the tale of the be-
reaved recluse !—Seymovr's Pilgrimage to Rome.

It
BLIND __ANDS BUFF.—It may riot be
that this favourite sport of childhood is c

known

and of very high antiquity, having been inti,.
England in the train of the Norman conquerors.
French name " Colin Maillard," was that of a brave war-
rior, the memory of whose exploits lives in the chro-
nicles of the middle ages. In the year 999. Liege reckoned
among its valiant chiefs Jean Colin. He owed the name,
of Maillard to his chosen weapon being a mallet, where-
with in fight he used literally to crush his opponents. In
one of those feuds of such perpetual recurrence in those
times, he encountered the Count de Louvain in a pitched
battle, and in the first onset Coln Maillard lost both his
eyes ; he ordered his esquire to take him into the thickest
of thefight, and furiously brandishing his mallet A;

duced into
Its

u such

elf for him

fearful execution that victory soon declared its
When Robert of France heard of these feats of arms he
lavished favours and honours upon him, and so great was
the fame of the exploit, that it was commemorated in the
pantomimic representations that formed part of the rude
dramatic performances of the age ; by degrees the chil-
dren learned to act it for themselves, and it took the
form of the familiar sport. The blind-folded pursuer, as
with bandaged eyes and extended hand, he gropes for a
victim to pounce upon, seems in some degree to repeat
the action of Colin Maillard, the tradition of which is also
traceable in our name of blind man's buff. It would
seem, then, that the game is nothing less thajka myth in
action, having for its nucleus the historic fact of this feat
of arms.—Eliza Cook's Journal.

CATS AND GAME.—Passing by a cottage near Scari
briek•hall, lately, there were the skins o

ine cats

The keeper said they had been
ends, and he wished to raPt-

stretched noon a boaru
taken with traps in the
-.se an
example of them. He had prepared their stuns with alum
and salt, and was about to convert them into waistcoats
and slippers. There was one a beautiful tortoise shell,
and another a beautiful black and white ; and it seemed
a pity that such fine creatures should be destroyed. It
appears, however, that several pheasants had lately been
destroyed by the cats near the park, and ono was recently
found at the root of a tree, half-eaten. The pheasants
sleep at the top of trees, where they consider themselves
safe from man and beast ; but, while they are asleep, the
cats climb cautiously and sieze them unawares. The cats
are equally destructive amongst other kinds of game, de-
stroying, young partridges and hares. In a " cottage near
a wood, ' that is situated in another part of Lancashire,
was a cat that frequently brought home game about mid-
night ; and once it came up stairs dragging a fine hare that
it had killed. Puss was a regular poacher. He brought
home, at sundry titne,,, a covey of young partridges all but
one. His mistress, looking one evening through the win-
dow. saw her cat setting the last partridge (like a pointer),
and he was ready to spring upon it, when " bang went a
gun, and over went poor puss in the agonies of death.
The keeper had found out his propensities, and, detecting
him about to destroy game, he had punished him with
death. The owner el.:red not to make any noise about
st have
been subdsoisrate edsti cated._ Preston
her favourite animal, which had been so great a trans-
gressor.—A keeper lately destroyed, in the parish of North
Meals, an o'd wild cat and two young ones. They were
principallyreusptoonn
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