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IMPERIAL PARLIAMENT.

AN EXTRAORDINARY PEOPLE.

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EARTHQUAKE PHENOMENA AT SEA.

RUSSIAN PRISONERS IN STAMBOUL.

A VERY TERRIBLE TURK.

WAR VICTIMS.

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DEATH OF A SPANISH MENDICANT.

SELECTED ANECDOTES.

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SELECTED ANECDOTES. TIT FOR TAT.—Lord Berkeley was once dining with Lord Chesterfield in a large party, when it was usual to drink wine until they were mellow. Berkeley was a plain blunt John Bull, and had, whether by design or accident we are not told. shot one <5r two game- keepers, and Chesterfield, under the warmth of wine, said, "Pray, my Lord Berkeley, how long is it since you shot a gamekeeper?"—"Not since you hanged your tutor, my lord was the reply. Lord Chester- field, it is well known, brought Dr. Dodd to trial, in consequence of which he was hanged. A SMART BOY !—Helen Fawcett, the celebrated actress, was one evening dressing for a part, when -u boy attached to the theatre knocked at the door. Please miss, there's a woman at the back, who says she wants two orders to see the play." What is her name ? Go and ask her. I promised no orders." '1 did ask her name, but she said it was no use telling it, because vou didn't know her." Not know her, and she expects orders Has the woman her faculties about her ?" "I think she have, ma'am, for I see her have a bundle tied up in a pocket-handkerchief under her arm." LOOK AT Ciiic.Horace Vernet originated the word chic," used to describe things striking and agree- able, almost as much used in English speaking countries as in France. Vernet had a clever pupil who painted so like his master and drew with such strength and precision that he held him up as an example to all his class of pupils. When a pupil displeased him he would say, "Look at Chic"—that was the name of his favourite-" see how he works do as he does," &c. Chic died young. Vernet felt very badly about it; and when lie went into his studio and looked at the work of other pupils he would fold his hands, cast down hisejtes, and say to himself" ce n'est pas Chic!" EDUCATION.—Bill Dad, the scribe, lately visited a school in San Francisco, and made a speech about as sensible as half that are made on like occasions. He said Young ladies and gentlemen, you are gathered here for the purpose of obtaining an education. Edu- cation consists in being educated to respect education and learning and education. Education teaches us that education comprises all things learned from education. Educate yourselves, and when you have a good education, you wiU bless the day that you acquired a good education." PERSEVERANCE MEETS WITH^ITS OWN REWARD?—An instance of well-merited reward for perseverance was that of a commercial traveller who was expecting a large order from a country tradesman, but arrived in town on a fete day. Finding the shop closed, he inquired as to the whereabouts of the proprietor, and ascertaining that he was attending the fete, about a mile out of town went thither after him. When be arrived there a balloon was just going to ascend, and to his dismay he saw his man stepping into the car. Plucking up courage, however, he stepped forward and asked to be allowed tp ascend. There was room, and he entered the car. In a few moments away went the balloon, and it was not until the little party was well above the tree tops that the enterprising "com- mercial "turned towards his customer with the first remark, "And now, sir, what can I do for you in calicoes!" CatchinL, the humour of the position, and not unwilling to reward such perseverance, the astonished tradesman gave his pursuer as large an order as he could manage, with the excusable proviso that in future he should be allowed to take his pleasure in peace, and that on no account was the traveller to mention the circumstance to his brethren of the road. SHERIDAN AND THE STORY-TELLER.—Those who are in the habit of telling prodigious stories ought to have .¡ memories but, fortunately for the world, their memories are generally short ones. Sheridan used to deal with these mendacious pests in a manner peculiar to himself. He would never allow himself to be out- done by a 'verbal prodigy; whenever a monstrous story was told in his presence, he would outdo it by one of his own coinage, and put the narrator to the blush by afalsehoodr^ore glaring than his own A gentleman in his hearing once related a sporting adventure of his. ™I was fishing one day, say in a certain cold spring full of delicious trout, and soon caught a large mess. But, what was really surprising, not a foot from the cold spring there was one of boiling water, so that when you wanted to cook your fish, all you had to do, after hooking them from the cold spring, was to pop them directly into the boiling. The company all expressed astonishment and incredulity at tins mon- strous assertion, with the exception of Sheridan. "I know," said he, "of a phenomenon yet more surprising. I was fishing one day, when I came to a place where there were three springs. The first was a cold one stocked with fish, the second a boiling spring, and the third a natural fountain of melted butter and parsley. Melted butter and parsley! £ exclaimed the first story-teller; impossible I beg your pardon," said Sheridan, coolly, I believed your story, sir--you are bounu to believe mine, r- Another incident occurred to me," continued the gentleman. 411 was out shooting once, and spied a brace of birds. I was out of shot; but I threw the ramrod into the barrel of my gun, fired, and brought down Ijoth birds." "A more singular occunrence happened to me," retorted Sheridan. "I pro- mised a friend of mine in London half a dozen partridges for dinner on a particular day. I tmd for- gotten my agreement, when I heard the distant horn of the stage coach which was to take my game to London. I rushed into my preserve, and in the hurry of the moment forgot my shot, and left my iron ram- rod in my gun-barrel. I hred at a covey of partridges, killing six, threw them into a hamper and gave them to the coachman. There was the game not only killed, but actually spitted." This audacious narrative effectually'silenced the story-teller. HORACE VERNET? AND THE CO-NNOISSELIL- This great master was once employed to paint a landscape, with a cave and St. Jerome in it. He accordingly painted the landscape, with St. Jerome at the entrance of the cave. When he delivered the picture, the purchaser, who understood nothing of the per- spective, said, "The landscape and .the cave are well enough, but Sc. Jerome is not in the cave. — 1 understand you,:i replied Vernet; I w, j}" He therefore took the painting and made the shaoe darker, so that the saint seemed to sit further in. The buyer took the painting, but it again appeared to him that the saint was not in the cave. Vernet then painted out the figure and gave it to his customer, who seemed perfectly satisfied. Whenever he saw strangers, to whom he showed the picture, he said, Here you "see a picture by Vernet, with St. Jerome in the cave."—' But we cannot see the saint, replied "■he visiter —" Excuse me, gentlemen, answered the possessor," he is there; for I have seen him stand at the entrance, and afterwards lurthwr bicic, a^ia tin therefore quite sure that he is in iu. A HIT AT THE HCBBAKDS.—'Tis night. Through vonder open window the perfume-laden breath of summer is gently stealing. Who are those two beings sleeping so calmly va yonder coucli ? The young wife and'her bosom's lord. Hark! Music soft and sweet as a brother's love breaks upon the sense; it mingles with her dreams, and angel bands are ministering unto her. She wakes. 'Tis but of earth, but oh, how heavenly ShaU she arouse her husband that he too may luxuriate in the circumfusion of harmony? No, he is awake, and she will not break the spell by speak- Wife," (ah he is but a man, and must have sympathy he is not satisfied to enjoy in silence),—■ Yes, dearest."—" I wish you'd throw a pitchcr of w&t&r over th-Jù iellowi how can a ood dof with such a 5 tootin' as that going on*

A SHOWER OF SAND!

AMERICAN HUMOUR.

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A PRAYER FOR THE SULTAN.

EPITOME OF NEWS.

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