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VOL. I.
MIDDLETOWN, NEW CASTLE COUNTY, DELAWARE, SATURDAY MORNING, APRIL 11, 1868.
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From the Atlantic Monthly.
APRIL.
t. HUDSON.
BY MISS IT.
April has searched the winter land,
And found her petted flowers again ;
She kissed them to unfold their leaves,
She coaxed them with sun and ruin,
And filled the grass with green content,
And made the weeds and clover vain.
Her fairies climb the naked trees.
And set green caps on every stalk :
Her primroses peep bashfully
From borders of the garden walk ;
And in the reddening maple toys
Her blackbird gossips sit and talk.
She greets the patient evergreens,
She gets a store of ancient gold;
Gives tnâsclcd presents to the breeze,
And teaches rivers gongs of old—
Then shakes the trees with stolen Mareli winds,
And laughs to hear the cuckoo scold.
Sometimes to fret the sober sun,
She pulls the clouds across his face;
But finds the snow drift iu the woods,
Grows meek again and prays his grace;
Waits till the last white wreath is gone,
And drops arbutus in*the place.
Her crocuses and violets
Give all the world u gay " Good year !"
Tull irises grow tired of green.
And get themselves a purple gear ;
And Tiny buds that lie asleep
On hill and field her summons hear.
She rocks the saucy meadow cups;
The sunset's heart anew she dies ;
She fills the dusk of deepest woods
With vague, sweet sunshine and surprise,
And wakes the periwinkles up
To watch her with their wide, blue eyes.
At last she deems her work is done,
Aud finds a willow rocking-chair,
Dons spectacles of apple buds,
Kerchief and cap of almonds rare,
And sits a very grandmother,
.Shifting her sunshine-needles there.
And when she sees the deeper sun
That iishers in the happy May,
She sighs to thiirk her time is past,
Aud weeps because she cannot stay,
Aud leaves her tears upon the grass,
And turns her face, and glides
popular
THE ISLAND BEAUTY.
BY III* HT DAILY.
T was very proud of my first indepen
dent command, when tho government char
tered the yacht Sybil, a ve.-sel of about.six
ty tons, and fitting her out for service sent
me in her, with only two other officers and
a crew of thirty men, to do duty on the
coast of Florida.
The crews of vessels in that locality had
often been innrdercd by the Seininoles,
against whom the United States were wa
ging a war of extermination.
The Florida reefs had been particularly
designated in my orders as a part of my
crusing ground ; and in obedience thereto,
as soon as I had reached the head of them
at Cape Florida, I ran inside and took the
yacht to an anchorage for tin* night, just
to the southward of Soldier Key.
The next morning with a breeze ns light
as the breath of a baby, wo made sail down
the reef, all hands gazing'with delight on
the flower}* and luxuriant tropical verdure
which met the eye upon the clusters of
«small islands inside of our course.
With all sail set, the wind was so light
that we did not get more than three or
four knots an hofir out of the fairy craft,
so I concluded to have my gig, a beauti
ful boat of six oars, built like
a racing
•hell alinog*, got out for the purpose of in
specting Home of the islands, to see if I
could find game or fruit on them.
Leaving orders with my first officer to
fire a gun for my recall if tho wind fresh
ened, I pushed oft' from the vessel, and the
boat sped through the water, almost like
an arrow through the air, impelled by a
crew both young and vigorous, who took a
pride in the boat and her speed.
Observing about a mile inside a very
pretty ltttlo island with half a-dozon tall
palms or cocoanut trees, I could not yet
tell which, on it, I steered for it.
The nearer I got the more beautiful it
seemed. Flowering plants and vines be
neath the tall palms, a sand beach as white
as snow for a border—that was the pic
ture
Before I reached the heacli my frequent
exclamations made the men look over their
shoulders to see the beauties which-elicited
my admiration, and though they said noth
ing, the sparkle in their eyes told that
they appreciated the scene.
Sceing.a small lagoon or bay making up
amid the flowering verdure, I steered into
it, and in a few moments we were at a
landing-place.
Here a new surprise awaited us.
A small boat, only large enough for a
■ingle person, and shaped almost like a
sea shell—a delieitte frail thing, made of
Spanish cedar and tastefully ornamented
with shells of various colors—laid on the
white sand close by the water.
In it were a pair of small oars, also in
laid with pieces of pearl-shell.
This is surely an enchanted island, and
fairies must inhabit it, said T as I leaped
ashore, and telling the men to stay by the
boat, walked up a narrow path through a
small orange and lemon grove, fragrant
beyond description.
I had got near the centre of the island,
which did not contain an area of more
than a couple of acres, when I paused sud
denly, for before me on a grassy mound
hencath a palm-tree lay something that
looked too angelic for this earth.
It was a young female asleep, so perfect
ly beautiful in form and feature that I
hardly breathed while my eyes drank in
her charms lest I should waken h< r.
She seemed very young and slight, yet
early womanhood was disclosed in her
well-developed chest, rising and falling
beneath the bodice of her dress—in the
symmetrical limbs shown rather freely by
her attitude and a dress Spanish in its
style, and suited to the mellow climate in
which the wearer lived.
Her feet, so small and delicate,
bare; so was her head, from which a
feet flood of golden curls fell over a neck
and shoulders as fair
sunny south, with scarce a shade of the
suubrown to be seen.
A book which she had been holding hail
fallen from her grasp, anil lay among
scattered flowers by her side.
Curious to know what she had been read
ing, I stepped lightly forward, and was
alsjut to grasp the book, when I beheld a
snake with its eyes flashing like sparks of
fire, lu the very act of striking with its
deadly fangs. It was a huge moccasin
snake, all coiled up where it had crept up
on its sleeping victim.
I had.not worn my sword, but thanks
to fortune, a smalj revolver was in my
pocket. *
To draw and cock it was the work of a
second ; to aim at the reptile with the
quickness of thought, to fire in the
breath was that of another.
With a wild scream the girl sprang to
her feet, Jier eyes blue as the sea oll-sound
iug, distended with terror, to see a man
before her with a drawn pistol in his
hand, the smoke from its deadly barrel yet
curling above his head.
" Look" I said pointing to the writhing
reptile, the head of which, with extended
fangs, lay but a few inches from the body.
" 1 fired only to save your life. That hor
rible snake was about to strike you even as
you slept."
" God sent you here," she cried wildly,
turning white as snow in her face, while
she looked terror-stricken upon the hid
eous snake.
"I believe Tie did," I responded. Who
are you and where do you live?"
" My father is a diver for the wreckers,
sir," she answered. " We live on an is
land a couple of miles down the reef, where
there is a settlement of divers and wreck
ers. If you see my father, he will almost
worship you for saving me. I am his only
child—so like my mother was. he says —
But I never saw* her. She died when I
was quite young."
The voice of the girl sounded touchingly
mournful when she said this.
"Is that your boat at the landin'
asked.
" Yes," she answered. I come here in
it almost every day' ; but I shall never
come again ; and she gave another shud
dering glance at the serpent.
Then, after she paused, she timidly
asked.
" Do you live near here ?"
"I wish that I did,'* said I. But I am
the captain of an American w'ar schooner,
w hich is nearly becalmed out by the reef,
and I live in her. 1 am to cruise on this
coast, and l hope 1 shall see you very of
ten. Will you tell me your name?
" Alice Bond, sir. But are you a Yan
kee, sir ?
"Not what are generally known as Yan
kces-Mhat is. men down East, I replied*—
[ am a New Yorker. But why do you
ask ?"
."Because father hates Yankees, sir.
He was born in England, but he came to
Bahama to live, and after mother died
came here."
"I hope he will like me," I said,
shall row down to your settlement. Shall
I not take you there in my boat ?"
"O, no, no," she nnswered with a look
of alarm. "Father gets angry if any man
speaks to me. But sir if you côuld onl
take that to show him what a terrible deat
you had saved me from, I think he would
like you. I wish he would, for then you
could come to see me sometimes."
She pointed to the snake as she spoke.
I was so charmed with her artlessness,
her peerless beauty, the siren-likd music of
her voice, that I could have put the snake
into my bosom if she had asked it.
But I shouted to the coxswain of my
boat to bring up a small bailing bucket
which was kept in it.
He came aud was "all eyes" when he
saw the fuiry of the enchanted isle, but I
pointed to the snake and its head, and told
him to take a stick and put them in the
bucket, and take it back to the boat.
I followed with the girl by my side, and
when we got to the water-side, launched
her little boat for her.
Swiftly and gracefully she rowed off,
and my wondering oarsmen followed in her
wake, fot it would have been quite beneath
official dignity to inform them of the par
ticulars of my late adventure—
On a larger island, partly cultivated,
some two miles below, I soon saw the set
tlement of which she Rpoke, and observing
that the schooner had eotue to an anchor
to keep from drifting into danger in the
calm, I had no hesitation in paying it a
visit.
. The girl landed a few yards ahead of us
and was met by a largo msucular looking
man. middle aged apparently, who embra
ced her.
The next moment I saw her turn and
point to me. and I knew that she
speaking of her peril and rescue.
As soon as we landed I took the bucket
containing the serpent and advanced to
wards them.
As I came near, I heard him speaking
to her, and I thought his tone was unkind
and harsh ; and before I reached them she
turned off abruptly and went towards the
houses.
I got but a glitnp* of her face as she
were
per
ever I saw in the
some
Haine
I
"I
was
turned away, but I felt sliurc she wa.s
weeping.
I did not pause, but walking up to the
man, who had turned to look at me with a
cold and rather repulsive expression, I
turned the dead reptile out at his feet, aud
said :
" If you are Mr. Bond, your daughter de
sired that I should exhibit to you the snake
which come very nclir striking her with its
deadly fangs."
" My name is Bond, and I have to thank
you for saving the life of my child," he
said very coldly both in tone and manner.
" I am poor—only a miserable diver, and
unable to reward you substantially."
" The happiness of saving your pure
and beautiful child is all the reward any
man could desire," I exclaimed.
" Did you tell her ghe was beautiful?"
he asked sharply, almost angrily.
"No sir; I havb exchanged but few
words with her. But her mirror would
tell her that she is handsome."
" She never looked in one," he mut
tered. " Onec again I thank you sir;"
and he turned away.
" Stop a moment, Mr. Bond," said I.
determined to have an understanding with
him, which would enable me to see more
of the sweet girl whose image
fairly burning into my heart; "I am
Lieutenant J.-, i)ommanding the Uni
ted States schooner Sybil, a gentleman, I
hope, by birth, education and principle.
I desire to become better aepuainted with
your daughter. My motives are honor
able. I request your permission to visit
her."
was now
" A diver's hut is ho place for a gentle
man to visit," he replied in a stern tone.
" My child is all the comfort I have on
earth. No one shall have a chance to win
her from me ; and without another word
he walked off rapidly in tho same direction
which she had taken.
I was chilled by lii^ words anil manner,
hut not disheartened. She had looked on
me kindly—yes, with 1 eyes that reflected
the light of love.
I made up my mini) that, with or with
out his consent, I would
knew that, suddenly as it come upon me,
I loved her.
I therefore returned to the schooner ;
hut when an hour later a breeze sprang
up, I did not get under way, for I inten
ded to go ashore ngaiil on the next mor
ning.
That night, all I thought of or dreamed
of was Alice Bond and her beauty.
The next morning opened wild and stor
my—so stormy that we were glad to get
under way, and find a better ancorago ill
among the islands near the settlement.
Just after we came to an anchor I no
ticed a small sloop-rigged boat standing
out from the islands, and wondering at the
temerity of any person venturing out in
such weather, especially in so small a
craft.
After breakfast I hail my hont manned,
ami went on shore to the settlement.
I saw a group of wreckers and divers,
near the lunding, and approaching tlieiu
asked for the residence Inf Mr. Bond.
" There it is, sir," said one of the men,
pointing ton neat vine-embowered cottage.
But he seems to huve gone clean crazy.—
lie iu out yonder in the storm in that lit
tle smack with his daughter, and says lie
is going over to the Bahamas with her.
I took but on« look at the speck of a
boat iu the distance, struggling in a storm
which was growing worie each moment.
The nor» moment I was in my hont,
urging the rowers to pull their hardest to
get me on hoard.
In less than fifteen minutes, with her
cable slipped, no time to raise an anchor
then, the Sybil, under all the canvass she
could carry, was standing nut towards the
Gulf sircam, in chase of the little boat.
Wcsnw it when we crossed the white
foaming surf on the reef, saw it safely on
the great rolling waves beyond, and then,
all at once, it disappeared
O, ho\v wretched I was as we sped on iu
the direction where we hlad last seen it.
Finding a channel, wc crossed the reef,
and soon, all too soon, we canio in sight of
a boat, bottom up, with ijs mast and soil
floating alongside. But the diver and his
daughter had disappeared forever.
I towed the boat in, and it
* her, for I
was recog
nised at tho settlement, apd many an hon
est face looked sad as they spoke of poor
Alice Bond.
I loved her then— I love her
memory
yct.
How Soon Forgotten. -i-So lately dead,
sot soon forgotten. 'Tis the way of the
world. Men take us by t|io hand, and
anxious about the health of our bodies,
and laugh at our jokes, and wc
think, like the fly on the wheel, that
have something to, do with the turning of
the earth. Some day wc die and are bu
ried. The sun does not atop for our fu
neral ; everything goes on as usual ;
are not missed on the streets, men laugh at
others' jokes ; one or two hearts feel the
wounds of affliction, one or two members
still hold ouf names and forms. But the
crowd moves in the daily circle, and in
threo days the great wave of time sweeps
over our steps aud washes <fut the last ves
tige of our lives.
really
Cere for Sore Throat. —Mix u
quar
ter of an ounce of saltpeter; finely pulver
ize^ with three ounooe of pure honey.
Dilute it with vinegar, and use it ns a gar
gle. Or take a small spoonful of it into
tho mouth, occasionally, and let it dissolve
slowly.
Lead for pencils is procured at, Eas
ton, Pa.
Early History of the Eastern Shore.
The first settlement made on the shore
was on " Kent Island," known then as the
"Isle of Kent."
tants, it seems, were under Capt. Win.
Chiyborno. of the Virginia Colony, who
settled there prior to the arrival of Gov
ernor Leonard Calvert ant his Colony, in
The said Clayborne set
tled himself on the Isle of Kent, which is
farther np the Bay than tie settlement of
Governor Calvert's, (which was in St.
Mary's county) fur the purpose of trading
with the Indians, and reused to submit to
tae ant' ority of Govifnor Calvert, who
ppointed Govornor of Maryland by
Lord Baltimore when the expedition was
fitted out for Maryland. Ypt, it would
seem in the latter part of the year 1637.
the isle of Kent was in some Measure re
duced to the obedienee of Lord'Baltimore
—and stops seem now to luivo been taken
to put in force the civil authority of the
Lord Proprietor over the Island, is a part
of the province, and Capt. Georg* Evlyn
was commissioned as commander ljy Gov
ernor Calvert.
In 1639 the isle of Kent was erected in
n Hundred and called Kent Hundred,—
which Hundred was considered as within
the county of St. Mary's (which was then
the only county formed,) until another
county should be erected on the Eastern
Shore. The county of Kcntwus therefore
established as the first county on the Eas
tern Shore, in 1GÛ9— during tli* adminis
tration of affairs by Governor William
Stone.
At the time Philip Calvert assumed the
Government of the colony, in lGtiO, its
population was about 12,(lft0 ; and in five
years it increased to 16,001); and by the
year 1671, to 20,000.—During his term
Talbot county was erected as the second
on the shore. The third county on the
shore was Somerset, which wls erected by
order of the Governor (then Charles Cal
vert) on the 22d of 1066.
county was Dorchester, which was erected
by the Legislature of 1609. Tlhc fifth was
Cecil, which was originally pa it of Balti
more county, but was formed at a separate
county in 1074 by the proclamation of
Governor Charles Calvert.
The sixth was Queen Anne's,
was erected as a seperate county in 1700,
the seventh was Worcester, formed out
of a part of Somerset, in the year 1742.
There was a county by this name formed
as early as 1072, but the whole of its ter
ritory, lying within the present limits of
Delaware, it was lost by Maryland, when
the boundary of that province was ad
justed.
The eighth, Caroline co. was formed
under an Act of Assembly at the session
of 1776 by taking a part of the counties
of Dorchester and Talbot. The ninth,
Wicomico county, was the last formed,
and was erected under provisions of the.
Constitution of 1807, subject however to
the ratification of a majority of voters
within its limits. Tho southern boundry
of the Eastern Shore of Maryland has been
from the first formation of the Colony at
St. Mary's, and is still, in conlention be
tween Maryland and Virginia. The ex
tent of Maryland was marked out on the
"Charter" by five lines—" beginning at a
point on the Chesapeake Bay, called "Wat
kins' Point" near the river " Wighco"aml
running cast to the Ocean, the controversy
that first arose with Virgin'»:»,
actual position of " Watkins" Point," j'he
v^oionyof Virginia had denied from the first
the validity of the Charter of Maryland—
claiming the whole territory of Maryland as
belonging to the Charter of Virginia, and
continued to do so until the treaty of .1008
—previous to which time she (Virginia)
had formed settlements upon the tongue
of land now forming Aceomae and North
ampton counties. But to secure the pro
per footing of Maryland, Governor Cul
vert, in 1001, issued commissions to three
persons, to make settlements and grant
lands on the Eastern Shore in the
Its fir.it white inliabi
February, 1064.
Tho fourth
mich
was as to the |
name
of the Provinco of Maryland—which they
did, and in a year the number of tithahlcs
at Mauokin aud Anaiuessex recited fifty.
The Virginians, however, soon becoming
restless, demanded the new settlers should
submit to their authority. This created a
disturbance and the negotiations which
followed terminated in the appointment of
a Commissioner by each government to
ascertain the true position of " Watkins'
Point."
Philip Culvert was «ppointed on
the port of Maryland, and Edmund Se
borough on the part of Virginia—who
finally adjusted the disputo*on the 25th of
June, 1068; and tho line was distinctly
indicated, but owing to the washing of the
banks and the cutting of the trees on sniil
point, the commissioners appointed by the
Act of 1867, and who met at Crisfield dur
ing the summer of said year, were unable
to agree upon any point .—Eastern Shore
man.
ar
Ruiilau Social Maimer«.
The following highly colored pictures
of ltussian social life wo cut from one of
our English exchanges,
bly a grain of truth iu it, but Americans
will hardly credit the account as it reads.
We are told that :
" Perhaps tho worst characteristic of
Uussian society, when it does not care to
put on holiday foreign manners, is its ex
treme coarseness. Every one is rude and
loud.' All the company who have any
thing to say talk together at the top of
their voices. No one listens. They
tradict each other flatly ; they abuse ; they
quarrel ; they make it up over the tea-ta
ble. They absolutely take constitutional
talking, and their deportment
There is proba
('MU -
exercise in
is so violent that they often ap
people possessed.
*ar like
This
y arises
from their extreme aversion to all other
physical exertion, many of them living U>
an old age without ever having got on
horseback or taken a healthy walk. They
possess no sense of poetry, and seem to
have a contempt tor tho beauties of nature,
despising the pleasures of country life.
They have no love of sport. Shooting,
fishing, hunting, racing, are almost un
known among them, and there i*s not a
single yacht in the Black Sea, where it is
summer off the south c- ast all the year
round. Their houses, wheu most splen
did, are but dec rated with gilding and
looking-glass. They rarely boast a pic
ture, a statute or a flower. Their reckless
expenditure aud unthrift are equal to their
covetousness. Nowhere is dress so costly
or so soon spoiled. A boyard will give
eight hundred guineas for a black fox skin
cloak lining, and when he takes it off in
the antechamber of a ball-room, his foot
man will roll himself up in it until ordered
to give it back again. The most costly
ladies' dresses made in Paris go to Russia ;
but a young Muscovite belle will think
nothing of getting into a narrow, open
drotzsky and rushing abqut with her train
spread over the wheels through the sludge
till it is spoilt. There is a British belief
that Ru sian dinners are of delict' fire,
and made gay by fruits and pretty flowers.
Nothing of the kind. The viands arc coarse
and ill-assorted ; the cookery is abomina
ble. Raw fish, raw ham, mushrooms in
oil, strong cheese, fermented cabbage, eaten
with sour cream, boiled corn, boiled suck
lug-pig, small beer, soup, with oold fish,
salt cucumbers
inti funnel in it ; thi«,
with baked fowls, is the staple food among
opulent gentry ; and it is washed down
with raw spirits and a beverage called
quass, more nauseous that any konwn in
the West.
A SlrmiKc Slory.
Strange stories have been from tune to
time related of jewels, rings, and even
watches, found in fishes, when bought and
opened, aud subsequently returned to their
owners. Whether or not these stories be
true, we of course, cannot say, but wc
vouch for the entire truth of the following,
related by a clergyman himself the hero of
the story, to a wondering circle of listen
ers.
Though expectant of something
strange as a finale, they wore by no
prepared for tho actual denouement :
means
"It was one summer twilight, said he
"that, standing on a rustic bridge which
spanned a well known trout stream near
my father's house, I won from the girl I
promise to be my wife.
•She was something of a coquette and I bad
a rival in the field ; so. to make the matter
sure lo myself and evident to others, I
drew from he hand a ring which she had
often declared she would only give to her
betrothed love - and transferred it to
bad long loved th
my
own finger.
" It was my mother's engagement ring"
said she, half in earnest, and half playful
ly. " and there is a superstition connected
wit it ; we are engage 1, but if you lose it,
iu any way, the engagement is broken.
So take good earc of it."
" Some weeks after, she went away on a
visit, and then my great consolation was
to haunt that favorite
ad been our ti
pot on tin* bridge
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:
Unec
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leaning over the railing, ami thinking of
our betrothal, I took from my finger the
treasured ring, and gazed fondly on the
initials—hcr's as well as her mother's—
engraved within. In attempting to re
place it the golden circle fell from my
grasp and disappeared in the waters be
low.
" Only a lover under similar circum
stances can imagine how I felt. Day and
night l mourned disconsolate, my lost
treasure, und my great dread was her re
turning and finding the ring missing. Yet
strange to say, I had a singular presentment
or intuition that T should recover it, though
by what means I had no idea.
"Not long after, fishing in the sartic
stream, sonic distance below the bridge, I
fell to thinking of mv lost ring. If 1 could
fish it up—and just then there was a quiv
er, a tug, a pull, and a strûggle at my
line, and after some play I drew out a
tine trout- At tho sight of him the
thoulit suddenly and unaccountably flashed
into my mind that the ring—my lost ring
—was to lie found in his body. I cannot
account for the feeling, hut I know it was
heightened into almost a : conviction when,
upon grasping the victim 1 perceived on
a portion of his body a singular protuber
ance, and felt there beneath the skin some
thing like a hard foreign substance.
" I seized my large pocket elusp-knife.
Eagerness had made me cruel, yet not
more so than if I had left my victim to die
a slow and lingering death. 1 cut off his
head, and then, with trembling band, I
ripped open his body and explored the
suspicious protuberance. My knife graz
ed against something hard, and—yes, I
caught the glitter of some shining sub
stance! Imagine my feelings when, with
a beating heart and tiembling hand, I drew
forth—"
" The ring, uncle?" breathless inquired
Nellie.
" No, my dear. Only a piece of green
glass !"
Self-help is the host help in the world
when once a man applies to it he will not
apply to any other help. A work man, if
he devote himself .to the special duty of
making home happy, and of improving
his condition, will soon raise himself a
bovc what demagogues call the oppressed
classes.
'ö&it and Humor
Bi^cmiR 05 Kiesixe.—The following
scene ie from "Norwood":—"It was even
ing twilight. They sat alone in the porch.
A few late blossoms of the Chinese honey
suckle shed down a trace of perfume
through the air. There were no locusts
singiug, no kutadidi, nor gurgling crick
ets, yet some soft sounds I certainly hoard.
Not birds, surely ! I think it must have
been the plash of one boueyeuckle blown
against another. Yet there is no wind to
move them. I hear it again. Listen! It
is like the falliug of a drop of dew into the
rilver lake from some birchen Laf! No,
It is as if two dreams, float
that is rude,
ing in tho uiglit, had clashed ; or like the
joining of two prayers of love on their way
upward ; or—nay it was a kiss !—pure,
.sirred, holy ! It is the soul's symbol,
when words fail it. It is tho heart's sigh,
or interjection, when it has a feeling for
which there is no experience !"
Swift's Satire o* Miser. —Dean
Swift having dined »Uh a rich miser,
pronounced the following grace after din
ner :
r.
.
"Thanks for this miracle it is no
Than timlinç manna in the wilde
In midst of famine we have found relief,
tin. wonders of a eliinc of beef !
Chimneys have smoked that never smoked be
fore,
And we have dined where w c shall dine no
more."
Aud se
The last story, is of two dogs who fell to
fighting in a saw mill. In the course ôf
tho tussle, one of the dogs went plump
agaiust a saw in rapid motion, which eut
him iu two instantly, the hind legs run
away, but the fore legs continued the fight
and whippod the other dog. Wc will not
vouch for the truth of this.
An editor, noticing the decease of a
wealthy gentleman, observes: "He has*
died regretted by a numerous circle of
friends, and leaving Yi widow as disconso
late as any widow need be who has obtain
ed the uncontrolled possession of five
thousand per annum. More than twenty
young men have sent letters of condolence
to her."
Some person asked Charles James Fox
what was the meaning of that passage iu
the Psalms, "He clothed hiiuself with
cursing as with a garment." " The mean
ing," said he, " l think is clear enough,
the man had a habit of swearing."
An ingenious cobbler, who is known as
a man of few words, hit upon the following
pluu to save expense in painting all the
letters of " Shoe Shop:"
E
S1IO
P
A poor fellow protested to his lady love
that his two eyes hadn't come together all
night for thinking aboui her. Very like
ly. replied the sweet plague of his life,
"for 1 see your nose is still between
them."
A crusty old batchelor, not liking the
way his landlady's daughter had of appro
priating his hair oil, filled the bottle with
liquid glue the day before u ball to which
the girl was invited. She staid at home
in consequence.
The power of emphasis aud punctuation,
rs well illustrated by the following, in
which the comma changes the whole sense
of the sentence ;
Let the toaet be dear woman.
Let the toast be, dear woman.
A young woman being asked by a pol
itician which party she was most in favor
of. replied that she prferred a wedding
party.
Lkoai...
-If possession is nine points of
tho law, what is the tenth ?—Disappoint
ment, and it is as big ns the nine put to
gether, and much more common.
There is a G aelie proverb : " If the best
mail's faults were written on his forehead,
it would make him pull his hat over his
eyes."
Many a woman thinks she can do noth
ing without a huslmud, and when she get*
one, fiuds she can do nothing with him.
A little boy at Sunday school being
asked, What was the chief end of man?
replied, The end what's got the head
on.
Ask yoursolf before speaking ill of any
mau first, is it right? second, is it kind?
third, is it necessary ?
Why aro ladies' drosses about the waist
like a general meeting ? Because there is
a gathering there.
Beer fills many a bottle, and the bottle
fills many a hier.
" Nary red" has given place, since the
introduction of nickles, to " Nary Indian
head."
Medical men report that the only busi
ness not stagnant ie the nursery business.
Th« room for improvement is said to be
the largest room in the world.
Horticultural grp'tmrnt.
PEAlt CI LTYRE.
The frequent inquiries made with regard
to pear culture, show that the attention of
cultivator* is turned to this fruit as
ket crop.
lias been so much greater than the supply
that the fruit in our city markets has al
ways been at a price far beyond the reach
of those of ordinary means. The fruit is
temptingly beautiful, but from 5 cents to
25 cents apiece is too much for the major
ity of pockats The question generally
put by those w ho are thinking of planting
pears is : Shall I plant standards or
dwarfs ? Our reply is : standards, by all
means, with perhaps the single exception
of the Duchesse d'Angouleme. The dwarf
pear, i. e. the pear on a quince stock, has
doue good service, but not in the orchard.
As these trees come early into bearing,
they have enabled us to test a large num
ber of varieties,*in a much shorter time
than could have been done if the depen
dence had been on standards alone. For
gardcu culture, and for those whose space
is limited, nothing can be better adapted
than the pear upon quince ; here large
and paying crops are not looked for, and
the trees receive all the earc and culture
they require, aud without which they soon
become useless. It is claimed by some
that if planted deep enough to cover the
union of the pear and quiuce, roots will
be produced from the pear wood. This ia
undoubtedly the case with many varieties,
and when it takes place, the tree is no
longer a dwarf, but is a pear tree on its
clump of decaying
quince roots in contuct with them, and
which we would much rather not have
there. The chief objection urged to the
pear on its own roots is the length of time
before it comes into bearing. This is a
condition which varies very much with the
different kinds. Some, like the Dix, make
one wait a provokingly loug time, but the
most profitable market varieties arc not
open to this objection. Had the many
plantations that have been made of dwarf
trees been of standards, the fruit would
uow be much more plenty than it is.—
While the dwarf tree has doue much to
improve our knowledge of pears, wc think
that it has been detrimental to pear cul
ture. Some twenty years ago the quince
stock was so strongly advocated that many
supposed that the finer sorts of pears could
only b»* grown upon it. Wc now find ve
ry few who recommend its use in an
chard planted for profit.
A good soil, one that will produce a fair
crop of any farm produce, will do for the
pear, and it is none the worse if it is of a
rather stiff nature. Draining should be
doue, if needed, and the grouud well pre
pared by plowing and subsoiling. A suc
cessful grower recommends preparing the
land thoroughly and growing a root crop
the year before setting out the trees. This
is undoubtedly good practice, as the soil
not only gets thoroughly worked, but has
the advantage of the liberal manuring giv
en to the root crop.
There is no task more difficult than to
make a selection of varieties of auy kind
of fruit that shall aus.wer everywhere. We
give here a list of those we should set out
were wc about to raise fruit for market.
In this case the question of quality is se
condary to that of profit.
Windsor or Summer Bell. —An old
sort, worthless for eating, but profitable
as an early market pear and always in de
mand fur cooking.
Bartlett. —Nothing need be said of
this well known and popular variety. Po
mologists may discuss whether it is a sec
ond or third rate pear ; cultivators know
that "there is money in it."
Louise Bonne de Jersey. —Succeeds
generally ; sometimes astringent, but its
beautiful cheek makes it
Buerre Claiiuiau. —Handsome, large,
and abundant bearer, and profitable.
u D' Anùouleme. About the
only variety found profitable on quince,
on which it generally does better than ou
its own roots.
Buerre d'Anjou. —First class in all re
spects, and keeps well.
Lawrence. —A good late autumn va
riety.
Vicar of Wakefield. —An abundant
and regular bearer, excellent as a cooking
pear, and when well ripened fair for the
table, but it is so uneven in quality that
it is unpopular in the market for the latter
purpose. Cultivators, however, find it a
profitable variety.
To this list might be added Sockel, Shel
don. and some others. In planting for
market, it is n great mistake to have a few
trees of many kind* ; the orchard ahould
comprise but a few profitable sorts—such
as the people know and will buy, or which
by their attractive appearance commend
themselves at once. Picking and packiug
are much facilitated, and the commission
merchant has much less trouble with a
large lot of one or two kinds, than whero
there arc small quantities of a doicu
varieties.
a mar
The demand for fine varieties
own roots, with
or
■n.
Dc
The Peach Borer. —It is stated on au
thoriiyd semed reliable that to »terminate
the peach borer it is only necesiary to
pour a small quantity of common sperm
oil on the bark of the trees, close to tho
roots, without disturbing the earth. Jf
the scaly hug infests the bark of your trocs,
rub them with an oiled swab, and it will
he destroyed also. Oil is the most effec
tual poison for insects. It closes theft
spiracles or breathing holes, on tho sides
of their bodies. Essential oils, such as
camphor and turpentine, kill or drive away
insects for the samo reason, « gj qo;
cause their odor is pungent.

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