NEW SERIES, VOL. I, NO. 9.3 CHARRICIE VVESTIMOOIC, EDITOR AND rROTRIETOR. Printing Ogee—Front Street, opposite Harr'p Hotel Publication Officc—Locust Street, opposite the P. 0 Teams. —The COtVMBIA SPY is published every Saturday morning at the low price of ONE DOLLAR A YEAR IN ADVANCE, or one dollar aid fifty cents,if not paid Within one month of the time of subscribing. Susie copies, THREE CENTS. Tenet or ADP tWrlSlNG—AdVertilleMente not exceed ing a square three times for SI, and 25 cents for each additional insertion. 'I hose of a greater length in pro portion. liberal discount made to yearly adver tisers. Jun PRINTING—Such as hand-hills, Posting-hills, Cards, Labelle. Pamphlets, Blanks of every description Circa tars. e tc. etc., executed with neatnessand despatch and on reasonableterms. Written for the Spy and Columbian THE ALBUM'S ORIGIN. When Friendship's court was held oneday— 'Twas long ago, before the sway Of education taught mankind That pleasing art, from mind to mind, Which tells, by many a magic token, The tale of love or hate unspoken— Just as within the glowing West The sun was sinking to his rest, A silence, gloomy and profound, Reigned for a time o'er all around— The earthward eye and swelling heart Proclaimed, it was the hour to part. Majestic even in her tears The queen of that bright court appears— A look of love around she threw. And, ere she bade her court "adieu," Summoned her herald, to proclaim, At her behest, and in her name, That he should share her throne and heart, Who'd find a balm to heal the smart Of Friendship doomed to separation: With shouts of joyous acclamation, The arches r: .be palace rung— " Amen , Amen !" cried every tongue Love, standing near, a roguish boy, Listened, and filled with eager joy, Whispered to hymen. "Did you hear The proclamation, 'Twill be queer If you and I can't hit some plan, To benegt the race of mon I" Hymen responds, "My votaries deem The pangs of parting, fancy's dream; And bear, with stoic resignation, Or glory in, a separation: But where we jointly reign, the heart Doomed by an adverse fate to part Front the beloved one, would bless Aught that could direr its loneliness:" But >twee not theirs to win the prize, For, from the realms beyond the skies, liorneon a cloud in sunset dyed, The wondering crowd a scroll espied, In charcoal; of living light, Inscribed with Jove's high ord'nance " Write:" No mortal hand tile symbol wrought ; Ilut all could read the pictured thought, Scarce could on angel tongue express Their Joy—their fervent thankfulness, Rude were the first attempts of men To wield the !leaven-invetired pen; And not until a distant age Did they employ the fair white page Which we call paper—ninny a kid Has from this troublotis life been rid, To furnish vellum for the scribe; And earlier still, men used t'lnscribe On bark or atone or well dried leaf, The record of thei:joy or grief. Rut in the onward march of mind, Some lucky genius chanced to find, That rags, by help of glue and vapor, Night be converted into paper, !Twos then, that (as a sort of casket For friendship' , gems,) maids kept a basket, In which, for safety-sake, they threw Their friendly notes nod billet dour. Then, when some precious line was lost, Alas; how many sighs it cost— What anxious search Alt, lucky thought! A neat blank hook some maiden bought, Copied each viord, In verse and prose. And from the darling fragment. rose The Album—every lady's pride. No longer, now, the maiden sighed O'er her lost treasures—safe and pound She kept them—for she kept them "bound!" A fellow anxious to display Ills penmanship, proposed, one day. To be his own amanuensis And modern album-writing thence Is; For she acceded to the offer, And ever since, she keeps the coffer Where all can see it, and demand■ A contribution from all hands— And men must write when girls demand it; And good or bad, the girls must stand it. Ate HOWL Iv TIIE PENITENTIARY.—During Our Sojourn in Philadelphia, last summer, we one day accepted en invitation to visit the Penitentiary, there. We had letters to the kind-hearted Warden, Mr. Scattergood, (a most appropriate name, by the way,s, who extended to us all the courtesy we could have desired. We were conducted through the Prison, and in company with Mr. S. we entered several of the cells. The Superintendent learning we were from Boston, informed us that a prisoner was confined there, for passing counterfeit money, who hailed from Massachusetts. He had boon there some two or three years, and we found him a very intelligent man. His cell was exceedingly cleanly, and upon the little table in the corner, we discovered several standard books, a bible, &c., which gave evidence of having been thoroughly read by the prisoner. He was said to be very in dustrious, and certainly appeared comfortable, un der the circumstances. His name was George -. He remarked that he was very glad to see any one from Boston, and seriously regretted that he should have been one of the few Bostonians, comparatively, who had disgraced the honored name of the " Old Bay State." He was happy, apparent. ly, and as we parted, we shook his hand, and re marked that it was possible we might call on him again, in a few weeks. " You will be sure, Sir, to find me at home," said he, with a smile, as we left the door of Lis cell. As we entered the reception room once more, a bulky despatch was handed to the Warden by one of his deputies, and upon opening it, he informed ns that it was a pardon for one of the convicts. We inquired if it would encroach upon the prison rules, under such circumstances, to accompany the Warden to the cell, while be should read it to the /ismer, and were kindly informed that we could in hint. We soon reached the cell, where we THE COLUMBIA SPY found a fresh faced young man, of perhaps twenty fuur, who was busily engaged at a little loom, weaving. " Good morrow, John," said the Warden, bland ly, as we entered. " Good morning, Sir." "Thee keeps busy, John ?" "O, yes Sir—but it's very dull?" " Does thee tire of work, John ?" "No Sir—but I think of home?" " And thee would like to visit home once more?" " Oh, Sir—if I could but do so"— "And thee would not return again 2" " I would try to deserve better, Sir." "Well, John, what would thee say, if I should tell thee that I had a pardon for thee 7" "Oh, Sir, such news would be too good." " But thee would like to hear it 7" "I care not for myself, so much," said the poor prisoner, and tears filled his eyes—" but for my wife and child, I would be so happy"— . And thee would shun wicked company, John ?" .Oh yes—and I would labor for my wife and little one."— " Well, John, here is thy pardon," continued the good old man—and he read the document, which freed this unfortunate being, who had been the dupe of other knaves. We had the pleasure of seeing him released, after a three years' confinement; and oflearning that he joined his young family, to whom he has since been a faithful guardian. We passed out to the anteroom again—where we encountered a new corner, who had just reached the prison as we re-entered. He had been sent up for five years, on a charge of embezzlement. He was elegantly attired in the latest style of fashion, and possessed all the ton-chulanee and devil-me-care appearance of a genteel rowdy. Ito twirled his watch chain, looked particularly know ing at a couple of ladies who chanced to be present, and seemed utterly indifferent about himself, or the predicament lie was placed in ! The Warden read his commitment, and addressed him, with— "Charles, I am sorry to see thee here." " It can't be helped, old fellow !" " What is thy ago, Charles ?" Twenty.three ?" "A Philadelphian ?" " Well—kinder, and kinder not !" " Thee haat disgraced thyself, sadly." " Well, I ain't troubled, old cock." "Thee looks not li ke a rogue." " Matter of opinion !" " Thee was well situated"— . Yes—well enough" "In good employ"— . Well—so-so." " And thee has parents ?" at Yes"— " Perhaps thee bast a mother, Charles"— The convict had been standing during this brief dialogue, perfectly unconcerned and reckless, un. til this last interrogatory was put. Had a thunder bolt struck him, he could not hhe fallen more sud denly than he did when the name of " mother" fell on his ear! He sank into a chair—a torrent of tears gushed from his eyes—the very fountain of his heart scorn to have burst, on the instant ! He recovered, partially—and said imploringly to the Warden— " Don't you, Sir—for God's sake don't call her name in this dreadful place! Do what you may with me, but don't mention that name to me !" There were tears in other eyes besides the pri. soner's, and an aching silence pervaded the group who surrounded the unfortunate convict. * * * The black cup was drawn over his head, he was lead to the adjoining apartment and stripped, and shortly afterward re-appeared upon the corridor.— He passed silently on, in charge of a Deputy keeper, to a lonely cell in a distant part of the prison, the door creaked on its hinges, lie disappeared, the chain dropped from the outside tio'ts and Charles was a close prisoner for five years to come ! We left the prison with heavy hearts, relieved however, by the reflection that this was one of' the best (devised institutions of its kind in the world (notwithstanding the libels of Charles Dickens,) and that its administration in the hands of Mr. Scattergood, secured to its unfortunate inmate the most "equal and exact justiee."—Boston Times. Titar Pit=vetoes YOUTIL—The Cincinnati Com mercial, of the 10th instant, says:—The youth of fourteen mentioned in the Daily Commercial, not long since, as cutting a pretty tall swell at the Broadway Hotel, drinking juleps, &c., &e., has liven farther evidence of precocity, fur exceed. ing that already upon record. On Saturday last, lie hired a barouche and a pair of ponies, from Ste. yens & Cole, for the-purpose, he said, of taking s ride with a lady at the Broadway Hotel, to the Four Mile House. Not appearing that night. a man was sent to the Four Mile House, but no "Mr. Beach" was to be found. Pursuit was made yes terday, with a warrant, and his trail was stricken upon in the vicinity of Oxford, where he was seen driving like mad from the North. We presusie he will be caught. His board and bar bill at the Broadway Hotel was somewhat extensive ; upon the credit of which he retired to the Galt House. His effects like himself, were pretty small, as lie swelled out in the shirts of other people, which he borrow ed. If lie has parents in Baltimore, as he claims to have, they should take him home—if they can get him! razcious Gemus.—Peter Baidocks, come up and say your lesson. Yea sir. What made Eve cat the forbidden fruit? Becuz she was telf'd she didn't ought to. How do you know that made her cat it? Beam when our July was forbid to speak to the fellers, she went and sot rite down in John Diddles lap. AND LANCASTER AND YORK COUNTY RECORD. COLUMBIA, PA. SATURDAY, AUGUST 9.8, 1847. Tue lIIIITII.PLACE OF SIIMESPEARE , -011 the skirts of the county of Warwick, situated on the low meadowy banks of a river, there is a little quiet country town, boasting nothing to attract the attention of the traveller but a fine church and one or two antique buildings, with elaborately carv ed fronts of wood or stone, in the peaceful streets. There would seem to be little traffic in that place ; and the passing traveller, ignorant of the locality, would scarcely cast a second look out of his car riage window. But whisper its name into his ear, and hand in hand with his ignorance his apathy will straightway depart! He will order his horse to be stopped. He will decend from his carriage. He will explore those quiet streets. He will enter more than one of the houses in that quiet little town. He will visit that old church; he will pause reverentially before its monuments. He will carry away with him some notes—perhaps sketches; and remember what he saw and what he felt that day to the very close of his life. Indeed, you will seldom fail to see, even in that quiet little town, small groups of people on whose faces and in whose demeanor you will recognize the stranger-stamp. There is something to see in those unfrequented streets, and they have come a long way to see it.— What wonder? The town is Stratford-on-Avon ! It is the birth-place and burial-place of William Shakspeare. It is with the former we have to do. There is a humble tenement, not long ago a butch er's shop, in one of the streets of Stratford, over the door of which is a board bearing the inscription— ',The Immortal Shakspearc was born in this house." The upper room, which is said to have witnessed the nativity.of the poet, is invested with an interest peculiarly its own. The surface of the walls is one great sheet of autographs—including many of the most renowned of modern names—so densely packed together that not a vestige of' the original tegument of the well can be seen. Of all the heart-stiring relics which this old country boasts, there is nut one so deeply interesting so this; there is not one which we would less willingly suffer to disappear—there is not one in the removal of which by the sacrilegious band of modern ava rice or utilitarianism would inflict a more lasting reproach upon the nation: and yet, the house is to be sold by auction; and may be carried away piece. meal and cut into tobacco-stoppers! The property is now in the possession of a family which can not long retain it among themselves—and it is therefore to be thrown into the market. The sale, we understand, will take place at the end of some two months from the present time. Among the parties named as the probable purchasers of the hallowed edifice is the corporation of Stratford.— But this body is not, we are informed, prepared, perhaps not in a position to exceed a certain out lay—and may therefore fail to grasp the prize.— The sum which the property is expected to realize is between two and three thousand pounds. There are, it is stated, American "speculators" in the field, who are willing to go as far as the latter sum: but on this point we have no specific information. The property, however, will go to the highest bidder. An American may carry it off bodily, set it on wheels, as a perambulating rarce-show, and take the tour of the United States. A Frenchman may purchase the abode of the "immortal William," pull it down, and make it into snuff-boxes. A Dutchman may cut it into pipes. A Chinaman into card cases.—London Iferald. "ln &MTG . Qua"—An Admirable Joke.—A New York paper tells the following story of a trouble. some newsmonger, whose only delight appears to be to gather up everything he can catch in the way of news, and started off to retail it about the streets and public houses: The "late despatch from the army" were an. nounced on Sunday, and true to his work, M— entered one of his favorite haunts yesterday morn. ing, with his customary interrogatory. He was met by a wag near the door. "Any news ?" inquired M. "Not much."— What is it?" " From the scat of war." "Where's the army?" "Oh, in Statu Quo." "The devil it is?" "Yes." "how long has it. been there?" " Since the 27th." " Thunder :" exclaimed M—; and away he rushed down State street, with the intelligence. met a friend on the corner of the street, to whom he imparted the information, that "cur army had reached Statu Quo"—whereupon the stranger opened his eyes, and advised him to call on S—. fie did so, and long before 'Change hour, it was pretty well known that "our army was in statu quo!" Our witty friend was congratulating himself on having circulated this delectable piece of informa. Lion long "before any other journal had the news," and was boasting of the fact to a friend, who asked him if he knew where "statu quo" was located.— Well, M didn't know what department of Mexico it was situated in, but he had the news right from the office, and it must be so. " You're a thundering fool," said the neighbor. "Why 7" " Why?—Don't you kilove that in "stain quo" means in Me same state or condition, and that it is a very common Latin phrase?" M— offered to bet a hat he was right, and at the last accounts he was pouring over Distal , nell's Map of Mexico, endeavoring most assiduously to discover the location of "State Quo." ErThe editor of the London Art Union Journal, says ho has recently seen a block of ice two feet loug and nearly two inches thick, produced from pure spring water, in twenty minutes, by a patent process. An Editor way down east, who served four days on a Jury, says that ho is so full of law that It's hard work for him to keep from cheating some body. CHAIN OF BEINGS.—Women, as we all know, arc the link upward between us and angels, and a wri ter gives us the links downward, thus:— " Bitumen and sulphur form the link between earth and metals—vitrols unite metals with salts— crystallizations connect salts with stones—the ami anthus and lytopliites form a kind of tie between stones and plants—the polypus unites plants to in sects—the tube-worm seems to lead to shells and reptiles—the water-serpent and the eel form a pas sage from reptiles to fish—the anas nigra arc a medium between fishes and birds—the bat and the flying-squirrel link birds to quadrupeds—and the monkey equally gives the hand to the quadrupeds and to man," Sir Humphrey Davy goes still upward : "There may be beings, near or surrounding us, which we do not perceive, which we cannot imag ine. We know very little, but in my opinion we know enough to hope for the immortality, the indi vidual immortality, of the better part of man. The caterpillar on being converted into an inert scaly mass, does not appear to be fitting itself for an inhabitant of the air, and can have no consciousness of the brilliancy of its future being. We arc mas ters of the earth, but perhaps we are the slaves of some great and unknown beings. The fly that we crush with our finger, or feed with our viands, has no knowledge of man, and no consciousness of his superiority. We suppose that we are acquainted with matter and ail its elements, yet we cannot even guess at the cause of electricity, or explain the laws of the formation of the stones that fall from meteors." (Mille tones of the links below us, science thus discourses:-- " Nature seems to have intended that the course of true vegetable love, at any rate, should run smooth, if we arc to judge from the multiplicity of means she adopts to effect its accomplishment.— Thus, there is a provision against rain supplied to many flowers, the ardour of whose affection might be seriously damaged by a passing shower, or, to speak botanically, water has a destructive effect upon the pollen or all plants, and the mischief it might cause is averted in many ways. In some cases the anthers are curiously protected by tiny umbrellas, or underneath splendidly-painted cano pies, by being placed sous to IM back in the recesses of the corolla, as in the kalmia ; or they are shel tered by being under cover of the petals above, as in the fuchsia ; or the corolla is reflected back, as in the American cowslip. What can be more admira bly adapted than the flower of the heath tribe to defy the beating of the most drenching shower; then, again, think of the hooted flowers, and the keeLcov. ered flowers, the trumpet flowers, the casque-like flowers, and the purse-shaped flowers, and a score more that might be added to the list, to show us bow in the dark nooks, and vcgetabe cells, and underneath gaily-painted domes, the requisite pro tection is found." =6l:= A SCHOOLMASTER "BOA TUDING lloorm."—Extract from the Journal of a Vermont Schoolmaster, pub lished in a Vermont paper. Monday—Went to board at Mr. B—'s, had a baked goose for dinner; supposed from its size, the thickness of the skin, and other venerable appear ances, to have been one of the first settlers of Ver mont; made a slight impression on the patriarch's breast. Supper—Cold goose and potatoes: family consist ing of the old man, good wife, daughter Peggy, four boys, the square room about 9 o'clock, and a pile of wood lay before the fire place, saw Peggy scratch her fingers and could'nt take the hint—felt squea mish about the stomach, and talked of going to bed ; Peggy looked sullen, and put out the fire in the square room; went to bed and dreamed of hav ing eaten a quantity of stone wall. Tuesday—Cold gander for breakfast, swamp tea and some nu: cake, the latter some consolation.— Dinner—The legs, &c., of the gander done up warm—one nearly dispatched. Supper—The oth er leg, &c., cold ; went to bed as Peggy was carry ing in the fire to the square room—dreamed I was a mud turtle, and got on my back and could not get over again. Wednesday—Cold gander for breakfast; corn. plained of sickness, and could eat nothing. Din. ncr—Wings, &c., of the gander warmed up, did my best to destroy them for fear they should be left for supper; did not succeed; dreaded supper all the afternoon. Supper—Dot Johnny cakes; felt greatly relieved, thought I had got clear of the gander, and went to bed for a good night's rest; dis. appointed, very cool night, and could'nt keep warm in bed, got up, stopped the broken window with my coat and vest, no use, froze the tip of my nose be. fore morning. Thursday—Cold gander again: felt very much discouraged to see the gander not half gone, went. visiting for dinner and supper, slept abroad, and had pleasant dreams. Friday—Breakfast abroad.} Dinner at Mr. D—.B; cold gander and hot potatoes, last very good, ate these and went to school quite contented. Supper —Cold gander and no potatoes, bread heavy and dry, had the headache and could'nt eat, Peggy much concerned, had a tire built in the square room, and thought she and I had better sit there out of the noise, went to bed early; Peggy thought too much sleep bad for the headache. Saturday—Breakfast, cold gander and hot Indian Johnny cake, did very well, glad to come off so.— Dinner—Cold gander again, did'nt keep school this afternoon, weighed and found I had lost six pounds tho last week, grew alarmed, had a talk with Mr. 8., and concluded I had boarded out his share. Wool.—The Pittsfield, Ohio, Sun, says that many of the wool growers in that vicinity have dis posed of their late clip at an advance of from six to eight cents per pound, upon prices of last year.— Sun. SUBLIMELY RIDICULOUS.—We clip the following pathetic specimens of newspaperial verbosity from the New York Sunday Mercury. The first is from that well.known paper, the Lakcsvillc Express: "We have before us a giant of the vegetable kingdom. Wonderful arc the developements called forth from the earth by the searching rays of a viv ifying God of Light. Neighbor Fuller has sent us a turnip weighing 10 pounds and a half!" We arc in possession of some other curious se. lections ; and the next following we give from a spruce Rhode Island journal, descriptive of the 4th of July celebration: "From the spangled conopy of night were torn the starry gems that illuminate the silken banner of the free. In the full light of day our golden eagle soars above the stars; and crc we crouch to see the stars fade or the eagle fill, may every sub. scriber stop las paper:" The following isn't bad—for the Morning Blus. ter : "We had scarcely reached the scene, when the lurid heavens grew into one broad concave sheet of seemingly everlasting refulgence. The furnace-like intenseness of the flame flung fierce and far the hot destroying rays, and in spite of the superhuman exertions of the firemen, the whole was reduced to ruins. Loss not worth mentioning." Again, we have the description of a horrible at tempt at murder: At this moment the ruffians were on the point of turning to close the window through which they had just entered, when two of the concealed police men simultaneously fired. One of the robbers rush ed at the clerk with an axe aiming a terrific blow at the young man, which must have stretched him lifeless on the spot, had it taken effect. The vil lains then escaped, one of them scratching himself on the knee in jumping through the window." Here is a toplaftical correction of a typographical error: " In the earnestness of intense mortification, we hasten to offer the amende honorable to our poetical correspondent Philo-Byron.' Not having ourself inspected the proof of "Liner to Eliza," we could not, of course, become aware of the awful blunder ing mule by our heedless compositor until the torrn was locked up, the sheets worked off, and even the faintest human hope of correction utterly and irre trievably lost. In the seventeenth line, twenty-third stanza, the reader will please substitute 'cooing loves' for corner lots.' " I== SYMPATHY or Mlles.—A gentleman of our ac quaintance a week or two since, remarked an unu sual collection of brown thrushes in a thicket contiguous to his residence. His attention having been drawn toward them for several successive days by their loud cries and eccentric movements, he was at length induced to investigate more close ly the cause of this unwonted congress of his feathered tenants, and ascertain, if possible, the cause of their excitement. Upon examining the thicket lie discovered a female thrush suspended by one wing to a limb. Near by was her nest, contain ing several half grown birds. From the attend ant circumstances, he immediately concluded that the maternal bird must have become entangled before the progress of incubation was completed, and that some kindly hearted neighbor had supplied her place in hatching and brooding her callow offspring. He withdrew a few rods, and the com mittee of relief immediately resumed the self:itu psed duty of administering " aid and comfort," in the form of worms and other insects, alternating between the mother and her young—she meanwhile cheering them on with their labor of love with the peculiar note which first led to the discovery of her situation. Having watched this exhibition of charity for about half an hour, our informant relieved the mother bird. She immediately flew to her nest, expressing her gratitude by her sweetest notes.— Her charitable friends, their "occupation now being gone," as the police reports have it, dispersed to their respective places of abode, singing as they went a song of joy. The above statement may be relied on in every particular. The many pleasing reflections which it suggests, we leave to be recorded by some of our friends abroad.—. New Haven Herald. WIFE'S COMMANDSIESTS.-A Sunday paper pub lished in Cincinnati, gives the following as a cor rect version, for the use of all doubting husbands, of the Wife's Commandments. Listen:— 1. Thou shalt have no other wife but me 2. Thou shalt not take into thy house any beau. tiful brazen image of a servant girl, to bow down to her and serve her, for I am a jealous wife, visiting, &c. 3. Thou shalt not take the nano of thy wife in MEI 4. Remember thy wife to keep her respectably. 5. Honor thy wife's father and mother. 6. Thou shalt not fret. 7. Thou shalt not find fault with thy dinner. 8. Thou shalt not chew tobacco. 9. Thou shalt not be behind thy neighbor. 10. Thou shalt not visit the rum tavern; thou shalt not visit the tavern keeper's rum, nor his bran dy, nor his gin, nor his whiskey, nor his wine, nor anything that is behind the bar of the rumseller 11. Thou shalt notvisit the Billiard Hall, neither for worshipping in the dance, nor heap of money that lie on the table. And the twelfth Commandment is—Thou shalt not stay out later than nine o'clock at night. Centaurs ADVERTISEMLN r.—ln a number of the London Times, received by the last steamer, is the following advertisement, which speaks volumes for the freedom (7) of elections : " Wanted to purchase, of the value of from £50,- 000 to £70,000, any estate carrying with it suffi cient parliamentary influence to enable the pur chaser to obtain a seat in the next Parliament." [WHOLE NUMBER, 900. ORIGIN OF FRUIT AND VEGETABLES.—The common bitter and astringent Crab is the parent, of all ap ples, and by cultivation, seeding improvements, grafting, and lastly by hybridation, its quality has improved and the qualities of these improved apples increased. The Peach, originally, was a poisonous almond. Its fleshy parts were then used to poison arrows, and it was for this purpose introduced into Persia; the transplanting and cultivation, however,not only removed its poisonous qualities, but fruit we now enjoy. The Nectarine and Apricot are natural hybrida tions between the peach and plum. The Cherry was originally a berry-like fruit, and cultivation has given each berry a separate stern and improved iteguality ; the common mazzard is the original of most of the present kinds of cherries. The common wild Pcar is even inferior to the choke pear ; but still by cultivation, it has come to rank among our finest fruits. The Cabbage origi nally came from Germany, and is nothing more than common sea kale. Its cultivation has produc ed the present cabbage, and its different acelimat:. ings the different kinds; while its hybridation with other similar plants has produced the Cauliflower. Cooley Rauber, or Cabbage Turnip is a hybridation between the turnip, and has lately been introduced into America. The Brassica Rapa, Brassica Na pus, Esettlenta, Navel, and other similar vegeta bles have been produced by similar means. Celery, although so tender and fine flavored, 1P the same plant as the wild celery on the borders of the rivers emptying into the Chesapeake Bay; and is the natural food of the canvass back and black ducks. The original Potato, which is not an edible veg etable, is a native of Central America, and requires three years cultivation before it is fit for use—first introduced into England by Sir Walter Raleigh. DISCOVERY ix AlAmicTisit.—The phenomena in magnetism have been attracting the attention of scientific men for a long time past, and it appears from investigations as if we were advancing to a knowledge of many of the most secret operations of nature. A very interesting discovery has recently been made by placing a glass trough on the poles of a powerful magnet and filling it with a fluid from which a precipitate is slowly forming, when it is found that the precipitate arranges itself in the magnetic curves. Crystalization taking place under the same circumstances, exhibits also the in fluence of magnetism on their molecular arranga. ments—all the crystals tending and arranging themselves in the order of the magnetic curves.— The experiment is very beautifully shown by filling the trough with a solution of the nitrate of silver and placing a globule of mercury on the glass equi distant from the poles of the magnet, when tho silver shoots out in all directions in a very beautiful arboreseent form, but it maintains in a striking manner the curvilinear tendency and dis tinctly marks out the lines of magnetic direction. From results already obtained it would appear that this influence is universal. SERVED 11131 Rtciir.—An amusing story was re cently enacted in a church in the county of Leices ter. The rector, when about to deliver his sermon, observed a man sleeping under the pulpit. Tho reverend gentleman thereupon refolded his sermon, and sent it whirling at the sleeper's head who start ed up, rubbed his head, looked at the sermon, and supposing the minister had accidentally dropped it picked it up, and amid the titters of the congrega tion, mounted the pulpit stairs, and restored tho precious roll to the preacher, who forthwith read off his sermon as if nothing had happened. PARASOLS IN rue DRAWING Room.—The intro duction of gas-lights in private houses has been taken advantage of by the ladies, who under pro- test against the glare and dazzling uncomfortable ness of such bright lights, deliberately spread par asols in an evening soiree, and (incidental advant age) converse under and behind the same very agreeably. A pink parasol judiciously held be tween a lady's face and a gas burner, throws a tender, roseate hue over the complexion, and can be dexterously manoeuvred, of course, to curtail an annoying prospective monopoly to the privileged. The arts do not seem to have fallen behind the sciences in the march of improvement. EEC= TUE moon is surrounded by an atmosphere in some respects like our own, but much rarer; and that is differently modified by the peculiar cir cumstances attached to it. For when Iva con sider that, from the slow motion of the moon on its axis, the principal part of its surface is exposed to the direct force of the sun's rays for fourteen and a half days and nights, without any intermission. and then for a liko period deprived of them—the one producing a degree ofreold bcyound anything . we can conceive, and the other a degree of heat sufficient, probably (if there be water in the moon,) to produce a temporary atmosphere of steam—have we not every reason to conclude that the atmos phere with which the moon may be, and probably is, encompassed, is materially different in its con. stitution and properties from that which surrounds our own globe? PARATIMASE.—The late popular melody of" Dance boatman, dance—dance all night till broad day light and go home with the girls in the morning," is thus rendered into prose. "Mingle in the mazes of the dance, thou knight of the oar, while the resplendent luminary of the day has withdrawn his light from thee aril', till bright Aurora gilds the eastern sky with golden light, and then with thy characteristic gallantry accompany tho fair and unsophisticated participants of thy pleasures to their paternal mansions." Mrs. Partingtun says slic " never could see why people who sat in the gallery of the church should have to answer for the deeds done in the body."
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