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The Cession of Venetia.

The Lata Government.

The Derby Policy.

Mr. Eyre and his Accusers.

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01J}1 MISCELLANY. --+- Byron.—"He is a worldlj and vain writer, I fear," said Air. Lyon. Ho knew searcely anything of the poet, whose books embodied the faith and ritual of many young ladies and gentlemen. A misanthropic debauchee," said Felix, lifting a chair with one hand, and holding the book open in the other, "whose notion of a hero was that he should disorder his stomach and despise mankind. His corsairs and rene- gades, his Alps and Manfreds, are the most paltry puppets that were aver pulled by the strings of lust and pride. "Hiwid the boot to me," said Mr. Lyon. Jj'ehx Hoot, the Radical. J3y George Eliot, j The Dover Fishermen.-A very curious custom formerly existed among the Dover fishermen, who, on their return from their expeditions, used to select eight of the finest whitings out of each boat, and devote the proceeds to the oalebratioa ef a feast on Christmas Eve, which they called a "rumbald," in honour, aa some conjecture, o £ the Irish loumbald, I who was supposed to have some connection with whit- ings, or rumbalda, as they are still called in some parts of Kent.—The Municipal Corporations Directory. Shotting Fish,-He described that the Bheel fixed a strisg to the iron head of the arrow, which was made with large barbs. Sneaking to the bank, among the bushes overhanging a pool, one or two fish were observed to be basking, a portion of their backs being above water. The arrow was fixed, and projected with aa accurate aim, and the string enabled the bowman to drag his ■prey, despite his straggles, forcibly from the water. This was, indeedthe manner of its capture, as the sportsmen had themselves opportunities after- I. of seeing.—The Eastern Hunters. By CaptoAn I. J. T. NawalL Iioiidon Seersation 'Jrounds.—On high days and holidays, especially Sundays, Easter Monday, and Whitsuntide, Hampatead Heath and Epping Forest are frequented by upon thousands. It is computed that not less than 30,000 persons from every part of the metropolis visited Hampstead last every part of the metropolis visited Hampstead last I Easter Sunday, whilst on "Whit Monday upwards of 200,000, principally from Whiteehapel, Hackney, Shore'ditch, Stepney, and Eethnal Green, crowded the ancient forest of Essex to recreate themselves "bsneath the greenwood tree and to take part in the imme- morial stag-hunt. Aa to Wimbledon, is it not the bloodless battlo'field of the metropolitan volunteers ? Have they not almost obtained a customary right to ib ? and were it taken from them, where would they perform their patriotic exercises, and reap the annual harvest of international honours with the rifle ? Yet against; the integrity of Epping Forest, Hampstead Heath, and Wimbledon Cotttmon severe attacks have been made by lords of the bianors and if this thing be done in the greenwood wliat will be done in the dry? If these almost national spaces, these spots of historic sI prestige, are threatened with inclosuro, and hardly 8aved° £ rom so sad a doom, how shall such wastes as Clapham and Wandsworth Commons, Putney Heath and Peekham Rye escape P-On.ce a fVeek. Intrepidity of Deal Boatmen. —A ^sudden storm, which set in from tlte north-east, on the 11th January, 1856, drove several ships from their anchors, and it being low water, one of them struck the ground at a considerable distance from the shore, when the sea made a clean breach O)'er her. There was not a vestige of hope for the vessel, such was the fury of the wind. and the violence of the waves. There was nothing to tempt the boatmen on shore to risk their lives in saving either ship ot crew, for not a farthing of salvage was to be looked for. But the daring intre- pidity of the Deal boatmen was not wanting at this critical moment. No soonQ: had the brig grounded, than Simon Pritchard, on5 of the many boatmen assembled along the beaoh, threw off his coat and called out, Who will come. with me and try to save that crew ?, Instantly twenty men sprang forward, with "I will," "and I." But seven only were wanted; and running down a gallaj punt into the surf, they leaped in and dashed through the breakers, amidst the cheers of those on shore. Sow the boat lived in such a seu. seemed a miracle; but in a few minutes, impelled by the strong arms of thesg gallant men, she flew on and reached the stranded ship, catching her on the top of a wave;" and in lest than a quarter of an hour from the time the boat left the shore, the six men who composed the crew of the jollier were landed safe on J Walmer Beach. A nobler instance of indomitable courage and disinterested leroism on the part of the Deal boatmen, brave though they are always known to be, perhaps cannot be cite(; and we have pleasure in placing it on record.—S&f'Help. London Cabs.—Cab manufacture in London is I an important branch of tride; for on the first day of the present year there Wire as many as 6,017 cabs licensed at Somersot-hoifee, which would probably give 700 or 800 new ones a year. Hansoms being fast-travelling, and expressly suited for the impatient man of business, as well at pleaaanter to travel in on a fine day, are in much grater demand than the old- i'asnioned four-wheelers. In the day-time, particu- larly, Hansoms are to be seen hurrying along, and there are several proprietors who do not keep the closed ones in their yarc^. What was said of the drivers holds good of ther animals. There are hun- dreds of poor, wretched lacks, which ought have oeen t&'ksu to the knacker's long sdnce, while there are othsr really sound horses, vhich are worth .£2001: £ 25. Not long since, one tool the writer a fifty miles' journey in the country letweon two in the after- noon and nine at night, and then went back to his stable with a go" of many more miles. I That was a specimen of tb.A higher grades of cab 1 horses; but &e never did aiy other work, and is not at I all exceptional. They are generally about five or six I years old when introduced to this life. London traffic, j however, is of a very trying and exhausting nature; j so that the Hansom horse usually closes his career in this line in about three years. Hansoms knock up much earlier than the four-wheelers, although they generally have a better class animal. In the shafts of the latter, a horse may last five years; when bought, their price varies from X8 to .£10, and up to t' £ 20 and .£25. When the animal has been fairly i worked out in this line, he often departs for the country, there to be put to any quiet life, his late owner, perhaps, making ^85 out of him. If a cab is only worked during the day, it wants two horses; but if it is going day and night, there must be a relay of three. According to this calculation, it may be esti- mated that there are some 15,000 cab-horses in the metropolitan district. Fortunately, it is for the in- terest of the master that he should keep them in pretty good condition, or they would get worked off their legs. A respectable owner stated that his weekly allowance per horse was a sack of oats, a truss and a half of hay, and a truss of straw, besides I which there is a charge of, say, fourteenpence for j shoeing.-The Working ltfan. "More Copy.Once in August, wet and dreary, [ sat this writer, weak and weary, o'er a memorandum- j book of items, used before-book of scrawling head- notes, rather-items, taking days to gather them, j in hot and sultry weather (using up much time and f leather), pondered we these items o'er. While we conn'd them, slowly rocking (through our minds queer ideas flocking), came a quick and nervous knocking— knocking at the sanctum door. Sure, that must be f Jinks," we mnttered-" Jinks, that's knocking at your > door; Jinks, the everlasting bore." Ah, well GO we remind us, in the walls which they confined us, the t exchanges lay behind us, and before us, and around f us, and all o'er the floor." Thinks we, Jinks desires, to borrow some newspapers till to-morrow, and I 'twill be relief from sorrow to get rid rid of Jinks, the bore, by op'ning wide the door." Still, the visitor kept knocking—knocking louder than before. And the scattered piles of papers cut some rather curious ¡ capers, being lifted by the breezes coming through the door; and we wished (the wish was evil, fo? one deemed always civil) that Jinks was to the d—1, to stay i there evermore; there to find his level-Jinks, the ¡ nerve-destroying bore. Bracing up our patience firmer, ¡ then, without another murmur: "Mr. Jinks, your pardon, your forgiveness, we implore. But the I fact is, we wera reading of some curious proceeding, and thus it was, unheeded your loud knocking there before." Here we opened wide the door. Bat phancy, now, our pheelinks—for it wasn't Jinks, the bora— nameless Jinks, for evermore. But the form that | stood before us, caused a trembling to coma o'er us, I and memory bore us back again to days of yore; daya when items" were in plenty, and where'er thia writer went he picked up interesting items by the score; j 'twas the form of our young "devil," in an attitude uncivil; as he thrust his head into the open door, with "The foreman's out o' copy, sir!—and says he j wants some more!" Yes, like Alexander, wanted "more." Now, this "local" had already walked about j till nearly dead-he had sauntered through the city i till his feet were very sore—walked the thoroughfare called Dauphin, and the by-ways running off into the portions of the city both public and obscure; had ex- amined store and cellar, and had questioned every "feller" whom he met, from door to door, if anything I was stirring — any accidents occurring—not pub- lished heretofore and met with no success; we would rather kinder guess he felt a little wicked at that ugly bore, with his message from the foreman, that he wanted something more." "Now, it's time you were departing, you young scamp!" cried we, upstarting; "get you back into I the office where you were before—or the words which you have spoken will get your bones all broken (and we seized a cudgel, oaken, that was lying on the floor); take your hands out of your pooketa, aad leave the sanctum door) tell the foreman there is no copy, you ugly little bore." Quoth the devil, ''Send him more." And our devil, never sitting, still is flitting, still ia flitting back and forth upon the landing, just outside our sanctum door. Tears adown his cheeks are stream- ing—strange light from his eyes is beaming—Ma voice is heara, still screaming, "Sir, the foreman wants some I morel" And our SOBI, pierced with that screaming, I is awakened from its dreaming, and has lost the peace ful feeling it experienced before: for the fancy which comes o'er us, that each reader's face before UeJ, bears the horrid words—" We want a little more!" Words upon their foreheads glaring, "Your funny column needs a little more! "—New Britain Record. Anecdote of the Duke of "Wellington.—In the winter of 1847 the wife of an industrious black- smith in Essex resolved to knit a pair of- mittens for the Daks of Wellington, aashe had to ask his grace a favour, to which the gift was to be introductory. The mittens were received at Apsley.house, and the dake wore them the same day at the Horse Guards, showing them with a smile to his military colleagues there, and desiring that the honest dame's request might be immediately attended to. She stated that her husband had the honour of being one of his grace's soldiers, and that he had had the misfortune of recently losing his Waterloo medal, which he had always worn on the anniversary of his marriage. She stated ^that this was again approaching, and that she would ever feel deeply grateful if the duke would allow another medal to be issued, as the loss had seriously affected her poor husband's spirits. She would only further trespass on his grace to solicit that the medal should be sent^to her privately, as she wrote without her husband's knowledge, and wished to give her partner an agree- able surprise on the arrive! of the wedding day. This was speedily approaching, but the poor wife had received no medal. She accordingly ventured to address a second letter to the duke, which waa very Eoon known at the HorsG Guards, from his grace arriving in a towering passion, dashing the letter on the table, and demanding to know why his orders had been neglected. The whole matter had been over- looked. An instant request was made to a gentleman connected with Essex to enquire if the claim was a correct one. This proving to be the case, the medal was dispatched_without delay, but whether in time for the nuptial day ia uncertain.—The Gentleman's Magazine.


Derbye hys Straite Fytte.

Oft in the Chilly Night.

A Dangerous Habit.

Proverbial Foolosophy.'

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