The Herald of Wales and Monmouthshire Recorder. — 1886-07-24 (Swansea, West Glamorgan, Wales)

ARKANSAS FL/RT. List to the mournful pledgee of a vanished  love, A tale of woman'e intrigue—a cooing dove— A country girl who travelled once abroad With ropy dreams of bringing back a lord. Her wealth is spent, her fortune's on the Wane, No wealthy courtiers follow in her train. Touch up tue lyre, my Muse, and let me speak Of she who made me love in one short week. Tan sworn to secrecy her vows to hold, Yet in the girl I see no love nor gold. Her sweet ext,tence is one cesaelees round Of mawkish love within and out the town. I'll paint this viper in her own sweet guise, And tell the tales she told and other lies. ru dwell with honeyed sweetness on her Where reuge and imperfections left their trace I'll speak of eyes that like a serpent's glare I Beneath a tangled web of brindle hair; Of shoulders drooping, round, and narrow made. These are her charms, her stock in trade, But hold! what freakaome nature refuse to lend, She borrowed from art, and plied with lavish hand. A. waist, malformed, without a curve of grace. Long, slender limbs, with long, mis-shapen feet.  Thin- is the woeful figure your eyes will  greet. The rosy bloom of life has left her now, And on her cheek I trace the judgment hour. The meek deception wears will sometimes  tall. The sweetest cup must some day turn to gall. Sir men will marry her if vows Mid true— This deeterated meet of sickly hue— One ?light in vulgar trappings trimmed with  LUie. _ With low-cat corsage, bulging at the wild An antique gown of satin, brown with age, Made ronnd-waiat, with a train to suit a  stage. These were her baubles aft tinsel worth  gug" gesti4r- lineage of an Irish birth. 0 scandalous Scanlan, what will be your fate P .  For retribuliou has not long to wait. May every vcw you pledged return a curse And goad you as you did my narrow purse. So fare thee well, sweet visionary fool, You wear the dame's cap, now take the stooL  The Italian journals relate a oharacteristie story of the benevolenee of Queen Marguerite. A poor girl had knitted for her • pair of stockings, and sent them as a present to the Queen on her fete day. The Queen sent to her little protegee in return another pair of stockings, one i with some pieces of gold n it, the other filled with bonbona, an& a letter in the Queen's handwriting, in which she wrote: "Tell me, my child, which of these stockings has given you the greatest pleasure!" A few hours later the Queen received the reply,--"Dear Madam, the Qaeen,—l have had only trouble with the stockings. My father took the one with the rid in it. : my brother the one with the sweets '  What may be called an impromptu duel has jind been the subject of a trial at the Ariege Assize!, France. It arose out of the amours of the wife of a M. Jam Abadieand a young man named Goujon. The linatend determining to avenge his honour, went to a gunsmith's to bay a reniver, and he happened to meet there the object of his vengeanee, who had just preceded him for the same purpose. Abadie, burning with rage, made use of kis purchase on the spot, and Goujon replied with his new revolver ten she being thus exchanged. Goujon alone was wounded; and Abadie, on being tried for attemptsti murder, has been 'triumphantly' acquitted. That is how they do things in France.  A oorreeriandeat sends us the following little anecdote illustrative of the different ututoote of nationalitr,lrish and English res tivalyt—"l I took a beat from Putney to and, as I didn't wish to return by river. I got • man to steer we, and take the boat back again. We talked all.the time. He told me of two ladies he had rescued from a °spired boat. I hoped they hall rewarded him. 'They gave me a five-pun-note:' he said, 'and I hada% expected more than five Ahatings.' 'Well,' I said. 'you were better off than an Irish boatman I once knew, who saved gentleman at considerable risk to himself. The gentleman offered him 'half-a-crown as • reward. 'Lusk here, sir,' I .said the Irishman, re you only value yoar life at half-a-crown rn make you a present of it' And he did. 'Llh,',said my English coxswain, 'that was very wrong t waste money lihe that I'd have taken the bc :-crown and grumbled till got more.'"  t,b&U.