Denton Examiner, Audenshaw, Hooley Hill and Dukinfield Advertiser. — 1877-01-27 (Denton, Greater Manchester, England)

TEE CHELSEA PHIIOSOPHER.—He is naturally abstemious, eating but two sparing meals daily, and drinking never more than a couple of glasses of wine. His sole relaxation, amusement, or disc Motion is tobacco, and tobacco in its simplest form. Neither sleek cigar nor dainty cigarette has charms for the philosopher of Chelsea. He smokes a pipe—not a meerschaum or Inveyire (Anglke, " briar "), but of earth, the churchwarden or yard of clay, the lineal deecendant of the pipes dug up by the down on the site of Don Salters 's coffee-house, hard by in Cheynewalk—a genuine Puritan pipe—the place of the short,cut beloved by Roundhead. beingeunplied by York River. In the bright summer-tide, when the old-fashioned garden is neat and trim, it is Mr. Carlyle's humour to nit under an awning in the sweet morning sir, and discuss many pipes of his favourite weed. It is, however, abundantly clear that he does not lemma tobacco to stimulate his conversation; for when in the vein he will, when taking one of his long walks, supply his companion with abundant, food for memory and reflection. There is a sort of rumour that Mr. Carlyle is apt to be curt in his ad dress. This is not only untrue, but the very reverse of truth. He is certainly averse to the intrusion of utter strangers, and on one occasion vouchsafed an odd but well-merited reply to a man who walked tip to him and asked "if he might look at him." The philosopher merely said, "Look on, man. It will do me no harm, and you no goad," and walked quietly on. A tall, slightly-bowed figure, surmounted by a wideawake of ample brim, is Thomas Carlyle as he takes his early morning stroll. His hours of work are short —from half-past ten or eleven till two: the rest of the afternoon being devoted to exercise, Oil her in the form of a long walk with an old friend and congenial companion, or of a jaunt UD to town in a Chelsea omnibus. The last-named dissipation is a great favourite with Mr. Carlyle. He believes that the shaking, from which the effeminate hansom is comparatively free, but which may be thoroughly enjoyed in an onribus, is a peculiarly wholesome species of exercise._ Till within a few years he rode and drove a great deal. Making a rapid calculation one day, he eaid that dining the time he was engaged in the production of Friedrich 11. Jae rode twice round the world—Tic World.  RE4LISM.—In France it is the custom to joke and laugh at every possible thing, no matter how seetous. The following canard was invented some thirty years ago, apropos of one of the accomplices in the murder of Ring Gustave lii, of Smden. The Count Ribbing had taken refuge in Paris, and at he time referred to was very old. Scribe with Auber had just finished the opera of "Gustave, on le Bal Masque." Uncertain in several points, says the legend. Scribe went to Count Ribbing and begged him tfl assist at the rehearsal of the opera. He came, and followed the piece with great attention. 'Well." asked Scribe eagerly, "what do you say to it ?" " It's very nice, very nice," said the count, slowly, and somewhat coolly. "But you don't seem altogether satisfied," urged Scribe. "Well," answered the count, "you are slightly mistaken; the affair was not done quite in that way. "What more was there?' anxiously inquired Scribe. "It seems to me, as far as I can remember," answered the count, with 'perfect simplicity, "that we murdered dim a little mere to the left P Scribe thanked him, and acted on the suggestion. The bare idea of arranging the ballet of ustaxa historically, with the assistance of one of his assassins, is a very lively one, and we must add, exceedingly French.- -Era Almanac, 1877. FROST AND LOY% Frost kills vegetation, it enlivens human beings. It stirs the blood, it makes the cheeks rosy. Somehow it seems to warm up our whole nature. Now is the season for courtsiiipe, and proposals, and engagemeuts—as if we were bound to spite old nature by the warming of the affections in proportion as she grows colder. Well, this is not ural. The girls look prettier in their winter costumes, with their cheeks painted by the cold north winds. Their manners grow more winning and cordial. Contraries rule throughout the world. We rebuff the cold of winter by the glow of the afiections. There are said to be stoves which save half the fuel ; but love does more than that, it gives a tenfold value to everything, and cheers as well as warms. All hail, then, to winter and frost--so only that love waxes correspondingly etroot—Neto York Ledger.