Semi-weekly North-Carolina standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1852-1853, 1853-07-16
rF,om he Musical World and Times.

hymns and coInmauQInentSslo IIeIloIy .EFI Ut OH
your little pet bracelet and your ruffed panteeetes.
Now, saw the third commandment, while fix your
curls; it does seem to me as your hair curls
half as we'll on Sunday on week days. Mind,
you ask Lefty Brown where her mother bought
that cunning little straw hat of hers; not in Sab
bath School, of course; that would be very wick
ed, but after it is over, as you walk along to
Church.
"Jane, what is the chief end of man? Don't
know. Well it's the most astonishing thing that
Assembly's Catechism don't stay in your head any
longer 1t seems to go into one ear and out OF the
other. Now pay particular attention while tell
you what the chief end of man isis well-I-
why don't you hold still ! you are always putting
a body out! You had better run up stairs and get
your book.
" Here, stop minute, and let me tie your sash
straight Pink is very becoming to you, Jane !;
you inherit your mothers blonde beauty. Come
away from that glass; Jane, this minute; don't
you know it is wicked to look in the glass on Sun
day? See if you can say your creed that your
Episcopal teacher wants you to learn. Come; s
believe in less than one week your toes will be
through those drab CATERS, Jane. Goodness If
there isn't the bell Why didn't your get your
| were at dancing school. Well-you needn't say
anything about that your teachers because there's
"a time to dance and a time to go to meeting
and noW it is meeting time; come here, and let
me roll that refractory ringlet my finger once
more, and then, do you walk sOLenanLy along to
church, as a baptized child should.
"Here! Stop bit! you may wear this coral
bracelet of mine, if you won't loose it. There.
now you look most as pretty your mother did
when she at your age. Don't toss your head
SO, Jane. people will call you vain, and you know
have always told you that it makes very little
difference how little girl looks, if she is only a
little Christian. There, good bye, repeat your
Chatechism, going along; and, don't let the wind
blow your hair out of curl"
SUNDAY NOON AT THE DIBDINs
Mr. Dibdin reading pile of business letters, fresh
from the Post-Ofice; Mrs. Dibdin in pearl
coored brocade and lace ruffies, devouring
" Bleak House"
Mrs. Dibdin-" Jane, is it possible see you, on
the Holy Sabbath day, with Mother Goose's Me-
lodies Put it away this minute and get your
Bible. There's the pretty story of Joseph build
ing the ark, and Noah in the lions den, and Isaac
killing his brother Cain, and all that"
Jane" WE'LL but mamma, you know | can't
spell the big words. Won't you read it to ME 2"
Mrs. Dibdin.-"I am busy reading, now, my
dear; 60 and ask your papa"
Jane" Please, papa, will you read to me in
my. little Bible! mamma is busy
Mr.. Dibdin.-"My dear, will you be kind enough
to pull that bell for James nursery maid She is
getting troublesome"
Exit Miss Jane to the nursery, to listen to Katy's
and her friend Brdges account Of their successful
f1irtations with John O'Ballgan and Michael o.
Donague. FANNY FERN.
PRoPENsIrIEs AND HABITS OF LIONS. One of
the most striking things connected with the lion
is his voice. which is extremely grand and peculi-
ary striking. 1t consists at times of low deep
moaning, repeated five six times, ending in faint
y audible size; at other times he startes the forest
with loud, deep toned, solemn roars, repeated five
or six times in quick succession, each increasing in
loudness of the third and fourth. when his voice
dies away in five or six low muff1ed sounds, very
much resembling distant thunder. At times and
not unfrequently, troop may be heard in concert,
one assuming the lead, and two, three, or four
moro singing a catch. Like our Scottish stays,
they roar loudest in cold, frosty nights but no
occasion are their voices to be heard in such per-
fiction, or SO intensely powerful, as when two or
three strange troop of lions approach fountain to
drink at the same time. When this occurs, every
member of each troop sounds a bold roar of def
ance at the opposite arties and when one roars,
all together, and each seems to vie with his
comrades in the intensity and power of his voice
The power and grandeur Of those nocturnal forest
concerts is inconceivably striking and pleasing to
the hunters ear. The effect is greatly enhanced
when the nearer happens to be situated in the
depths of the forest at the dead hour of midnight
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within twenty yards Of the fountain which the sur
rounding troop of lions are approaching. Such
| has been my situation many scores of times and
though am allowed to have a tolerably good taste
for music, 1 consider the catches which am re-
called with, as the sweetest and most natural ever
heard.
As a general rule, lions roar during the night !:
their signing means commencing as the shades of
evening envelope the forest and continuing at in
tervals during the night. In distant and secluded
regions / have constantly heard them roaring
loudly as late as or 10 o'clock bright sunny
morning In hazy and rainy weather, they are to
be heard at every hour in the day, but their roar
is subdued 1t often happens that when two strange
male lions meet at a fountain terrific combat en-
sues, which not unfrequenty ends in the death of
one of them. The habits of the lion strictly
nocturnal; during the day he lies concealed be-
meath the shade of some low dusky tree or wide
spreading bush, within the level forest or on the
mountain side. He is also partial to lofty reeds
or fields of long rank yellow grass, occurring in
lowly valleys When he is successful in his catch
and has secured his prey, he does not roar much
that night only uttering occasionally few low
means that's, provided no intruders approach him
otherwise the case would be very different.
4 remarked fact connected with the lions hour
of drinking peculiar to themselves: they seemed un-
willing to visit the fountains with good moonlight.
Thus when the moon rose early, the lions deferred
their watering until late in the morning and when
the moon late, they drank at an early hour in
| the NIGHT