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OUR MISCELLANY. -+- The Matterhorn. Where Ether dims the Alpine steeps, Beyond the verge where mortals stray; Calm on the Berg young Douglas sleeps, Whence none may bear his corse away. For monarch ne'er had tomb so grand, However potent was his sway; No conqueror led a nobler band Than perished there that fatal day. His grave shall mark the meteor's trail, Its beacon flame the lightning flash; His requiem be the tempest's wail, As whirlwinds with the thunder clash. There stars will ever shed their light; The sun will gild each rising morn; His winding sheet-the glacier bright; His monument—the Matterhorn! S. S. HORNOR, in Sunday Times. Remembered Tones.- I heard a sweeter voice last night Than I have heard for many a day, Attuned to melody as light As zephyr's breath, or fairy lay; It seemed to tell of life's young spring TJnshadowed by the clouds of time, When love, and hope, and everything Went sweetly as a matin chime. Mine ear, perchance, may never more Be captive led by that dear tone- Ne'er run again its numbers o'er In sweet felicity alone; Yet, like the perfume of the May, That lingers tho' the May depart, That gentle song for many a day, Shall wake an echo in my heart." -Daisi,es in the G-m.ss Men-Gossips.- To speak ill of your friend to his face is bad manners; but to asperse him to a party of mutual friends when he is not there is quite the thing." It is really saddening to find how common this practice is in upper-class and middle-class dwell. ings. We once spent the day at the house of a literary man of some distinction, and should have known better. One of the guests was an artist of name and ability who should also have known better; yet the conversation could be compared to nothing so much as to the passing sentence on a gaol-delivery of notorious characters. Author and artist vied with each other in judicial, or rather in extra-judicial, severity. Statesmen, literary men, painters, clergymen, patriots, exiles—all were arraigned and condemned. One was a coxcomb, another a common cheat, a third a hypocrite, a fourth a clever profligate, a fifth a profligate and fool com- ibined, a sixth a snob and sycophant, and so on. A Slashing Article—Editors, like other shrewd men, must live with their eyes and ears open. The following story is told of one who started a paper in an American western town. The town was infested '):1 gamblers, whose presence was a source of annoy- mce to the citizens, who told the editor that if he did :ot come out against them they would not patronise lis paper.^ He replied that he would give them a smasher" next day. Sare enough, his next issue ontained the promised smasher;" and on the fol- bwing morning the redoubtable editor, with scissors ii hand, was seated in his sanctum, when in walked alarge man, with a horsewhip in his hand, who de- randed to know if the editor was in. No, sir," was tie reply; he has stepped out. Take a seat and rad the papers-he will return in a minute." Down at the indignant man of cards, crossed his legs with lis whip between them, and commenced reading a japer. In the meantime the editor quietly vamoosed cown-stairs, and at the landing he met another ex- ated man with a cudgel in his hand, who asked if the ditor was in ? Yes, sir," was the quick response; I you will find him seated upstairs, reading a news- taper." The latter, on entering the room, with a lirious oath, commenced a violent assault upon the brmer, which was resitted with equal ferocity. The fcjht was continued till they had both rolled to the fot of the stairs, and had pounded each other to their hart's content. An Eligible Candidate.—The following is an e:act copy of a letter which has been received as an application to be employed as a river keeper in con- Eiction with the Thames Angling Preservation So. city:—"Sir, Eye Have take the Liberty of Righting tcyou for Eye Have Seen in the Paper there Is sum Kpers wanted And Eye Am Use to the River Oes And Hive Been Brought up With Fishing All for Years Aid can go With Any Person With Nets or Any otier way so that Eye shoald Not Be Lost in Any Way About Fishing And. sir you can Right for my I carater And You can Have 12 years Good csrate r fo: Me And can swim very fair for one that CMlot. Crsi Practis Every Day Sir you Must excuse Me for Eye Have been imployed the Locomotive Works for Eye Never tried for Any Were till Eye seen this iu the Paper And Eye Am Shore that Eve Do for.A keeper or to Look After Game for Eye can Bear Any sort of Game for it Is my indever to Do so And to Jfy Master And Please to send Me What the Wages Are Whispering Galleries. — Whispering gaifetee are curious as being links in the chain of endeavonr lessen distance by artificial contrivances and which, after germinating in men's minds for at least 2,0GC years, have sprung forth in the advanced form of the telegraph. The Romans did a little pioneering work in this direction, by the transmission of sound throiigh. pipes, laid in the old length of Valium, known as the old Roman wall, which, by the way, is a most wondrous curiosity of architecture itself. Mediar/itl whispering galleries appear to have partaken more ef the nature of echoes. In Stuart time the whlspermg. place in Gloucester Cathedral was considered one of the wonders of the land. It is thus mentioned by Edward Phillips, the nephew of Milton A remark. able curiosity in the cathedral of Gloucester, being a waU built so in an arch of the church, that if a mas whispers never so low at one end, another that .lay.? his ear to the other end shall hear each diatinc-t sellable." The whispering-gallery of Sir Christopher Wren, in St. Paul's Cathedral, may be said to be the only well-known example of this type of curiosity. The semi-cupola recesses on old Westmrnster-bridga have gone.—Builder. A Mighty Thick Fog.—A rather Ioquacioua ir; dividual was endeavouring to draw an old man into conversation, but hitherto without much success, the old fellow having sufficient discernment to see that his object was to make a little sport for the passengers at his expense. At length, says loquacious individual "I suppose you consider down East a right smart place; but I guess it would puzzle them to get up qui ts so thick a fog as we are having here this mornwfr) wouldn't it ? "WeB." said the old man, I dov't know about that. I hired one of your Massachusetts chaps to work for me last summer, and one zatdex- foggy mornin' I sent him down to the meadow to lay a few courses of shingle on a new barn I was finiahm off. At dinner-time the fellow came up, and sea he- That's an almighty long barn of yourn'. Sez I, 'Net very long.' Well,' says he,' I've been to work all this forenoon, and haven't got one course laid yelv Well,' sez I, you're a lazy fellow, that's all I've gat to say.' And so after dinner I went down to see what he'd been about, and I'll be thundered if he hadEvt shingled more than a hundred foot right out mi arc fog.The American Joe Mille,.e. The Showman and the Sperrits."—I sed if Bill Tompkins, who was once my partner in the sho w biznisa, was sober, I should like to converse with him a few periods "Is the Sperret of William Tompkins present ? said I of the long hared chaps, and there was three knox on the table. Sez I: "W iilialB, how goze it, Old Sweetness?" "Pretty ruff, oli hosa,1 he replide. Thitt was a pleasant way we had of ai- dressin eech other when he was in the flesh, "Ais- you in the show biziniss, William P sed 1. He sed he was. He sed he and John Bunyan wag travellin with a side ahowin connection with Shakepere, Jeimun and Co.'s circus. He sed old Bun (meaning Mr, Bun- yan) staned up the ai-imila and ground the organ while he tended the door. OooaAhnnalIy Mr. Banyan sang a oornio song. The circus was doin middlin welL Bill Shakspeer had made a grate hit with Old Bob Sitfley, and Ben Jonson was deSlit.in the people with. his trooly grate ax of horsemanship without saddul or bridal. They was rehersin Dixey's Land and expected it would knock the people. Stz I, IVilliam, my luvely friend, can yoa pay me that tbirteen dollora J'OO- owe me ?" He sed no, with one of the moat trernes, jis knox I ever experiunsed. The sircle said he had gone. Air you gone, William r" he asked. H .Reyio ther," he replide, and I knowd it was no use to the subjeck fllrder.-Artemns Ward. Mr. Owen Meredith Again.—In the Co-mmu, Magazine for November, 1860, appeared a poem en- titled Last Words," by Owen Meredith. The verges ended thus:— U Night sleeps. The hoarse wolf howls not near- No dull owl beats the casement, and no rough-bearded star Stares on my mild departure from yon dark window fcac." The Cornhill Magazine for May, 1865 (in an article the Dramatists of the Elizabethan era), contains the:, following quotation from Webster:- No rough-bearded comet Stares on thy mild departure; the dull owl Beats not against thy casement;—the hoarse wo# Scents not thy carrion." How ourious is this coincidence! A poet dies. More than two centuries elapse, and then another poet urimk who repeats the ideas and images of his half-forgotten predecessor in nearly the same order and in preei&vi^r the same language! So far as we are aware geieRes has no data yet awhile on which to explain the pb& nomenon but nobody can fail to see in it an admirable though mysterious provision for handing down from, centary to century the nobler thoughts of the human race. There is, indeed, a more simple explanation, bi t it is one which Mr. Meredith himself would reject wth; scorn, and until he contradicts us who knows best we- must abide by our own view. If he could be persuaded to speak, he would probably oodirm it; and it really be a comfoxt to know that as soon as a great poet is fairly neglected or nearly forgotten, bard is produced who repeats all his good things witk out the bothering old spelling. Then might we. say. indeed, the poet never dies. Owen Meredith certainly- seema to be a genius of this strangely tautological but; most serviceable kind. His claims to such distinction have been urged before; but we do not remember any passage in his works that can be relied on to establish his character with greater security than that we ha.yft quoted above.-Pall Mall Gazette.


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