The Liverpool Standard, and General Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1854-07-04 00:00:00

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came jealous.of his wife, and dogged hersteps. One day
he gave out that he was going to Versailles, but suddenly
he entered his wife's dressing-mom. His ,unexpected en-
trance confounded his wile, she blushed and turned pale
alternately; he=was persuaded he was about demonstrating
that his happines was for ever blasted, for as he entered
the room his wife hastily locked a closet door, and thrust

the key into her pocket. After a long scene he at last
forced the key from her. Unlockine, the closet door he
!bade his rival come forth. No one budged. He zepeated
his command. No answer. He madly threw open the
door, and saw—every copy of every edition of his works
uncut, unbound, untouched, piled up to the ceiling, filling
every chink and corner of the closet ! His wife, whom he
had so wronged by his suspicions, had devoted her pin-
money to the gratification of his vanity ; she had for years
been the " discerning public, " she had all along been the
" courteous reader ' to whom he had never appealed in
vain.

Air AmarErß POSTILLN.—A lady of high respectability,
residing in one of the avenues of Brooklyn, has a charm-
ing little boy, very observant, imitative, and active. The
child having noticed the postman constantly leaving
letters, and moving off quickly, thought it would be a very
nice thing to become a postman. - So he one day went to
his mamma's escrutoire and took out some twenty or
thirty letters, tied them up, and sallied forth, leaving one
at every honte, and moving off quickly. The lady was
rather surprised when her next neighbour brought her an
open letter, which she said somebody had left at the door ;
but wh at was her astonishment, when visiting hour arrived
at another, and another, and another lady coming in, all
bringing open letters, until her ample parlour was com-
pletely crammed. You need not doubt the mirth and fun
grew fast and furious, as each lady entered with the same
tale ; and the little felim was elated beyond measure to
find what a‘eapital postman he was. But the best of
_the
funwas, that every lady, one and all, asserted she had not
Unfolded or read one word. Oh, no ! not they ; ladies are
far, far above prying into other ladies' letters.—Knicker-
boe ker.

ARCHITECTS AND BUILDEES.—The late Mr. Alexander,
architect of Rochester bridge, and other fine buildings in
Kent, was once under cross-examination, in a special jury
case at Maidstone, by Sergeant, afterwards BaronVarrow,
who wished to detract from the weight of his testimony.
After asking him what was his name, the sergeant pro-
ceeded.—' You are a builder, I believe !"—`' No sir, 14113
not a builder, I am an architect."—" Ah ! well; architect
or builder, builder or architect, they are much the same,
I suppose ?"--" I beg your pardon, sir, I cannot admit that;
I consider them totally different."—" Oh, indeed !—perhaps
you will state wherein this great difference consists."—
"An architect, sir, prepares the plans, conceives the
design, draws out the specifications—in short, supplies the
mind; the builder is merely the bricklayer or the carpen-
ter—the builder is in fact the machine ; the architect the
Flower that puts the machine together, and sets it a going."
' Oh, very well, Mr. Architect, that will do; and now,
after your very ingenious distinction without a difference,
perhaps you can inform the.court who was the architect of
the Tower of Babel ?" The reply, for promptness and
It, is perhaps not to be rivalled in the whole history of
s no architect, sir,—and hence the

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