NEW SERIES, VOL. I, NO. 9.3
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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."
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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."