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"use pastime so as not to lose time."
cally, am well as literally, at arm's length.
OC that gracefulness on the stnge which made her fame she In private life had none.
One shonlder was higher than the other.
She limped slightly, and, moreover, waddled like a duck.
She had a pinched mouth, which was firmly si t; her coluurli ss Hps had no smile, and she replied in conversation with monosyllables.
When under fifty sho looked absolutely like an old woman.
25.—Oliver Cromwell was. 1mm on the ath April, law. Bo *nys the parish register of St. John's, Huntingdon, where ho was Imptisoil on the 28th. " ^afinffoa fffa mo#na" is dated by Ashmoleonthe32nd April, which Is reason enough why the astrological llpure set by him gave no token of Oliver's coming greatness. John Booker notes the day correctly in his "Astrological Practice Book," and adds, with professional precision, 'about 3 o'clock A.M."
Oliver was the fifth child of his parents, and their socond son.
28.—The whole life of the phllnn-thropic Lord Shaftesbury was influenced by a scene he witnessed during his young days at Harrow. = He had come on the sickening spectacle of the dead mrrlod to the grave by the dmnk ; and Ix'fore ihc sonnds of til sy mirth had died n way in the distance,':he had fmccd tbu future of his life, and bad determined that, with the help of Cod. he would from that time forth (le-vote his energies to pleading Lbo cause of the podr and friendless."
GEM8 FOB. THE MONTHS.
2% ia a PoHak afyeraf &ion tAoi cm* moniA Aw A pnrftcnbM" pern oWwAcd io if, icbic/t goreme ft, oi*d if ewppoaed (o iif/lnenca (7*6 dea(i;# of perwwa bom in ibaf montA; if fa W*ars/bre cneiomary among/rfende, "nd /ocera porMcafarfy, to preaenf enc/* otbar, on (Aeif n/iiof doy, witA eome irii;Ae( confaWfip f/ieir (Mfefary pern, ac-compmtifd ndfA ite approprfofairfeA; (Aie kind /We, or perbnpa k/wfar /bncp, gmieraffp cowfrftaa fo leoiiee according io tbefr erpecfotfona.
Jamtarg.—JdciniA, or Game*, de-noiee conafoncy and yideZity in awry e)igagemen(.
feonmrp. — .Amefbpai preeerree moriafe /row atronp paeaiona, a^fd a*WMtraa peace qf mind.
jfdrdk —Dfoodeione danofaa courage and eecrecp in dangeroua enierprfaae.
yiprif.—A^ppAire, or Diamond, de-wttaa repenfance and innocence.
May.—JBmerold, ezceeefne Zona.
J iwe.—Agafe enenree long Zi/e and AeafWL
Jidp.—J2nbp, or Cbmefia%, enewree (Ac /brge^4 ng?tat—,9urdoniz enaaree coTxingof /kffedp.
September. — Cbrpaof&e preeemee /rom, or ciwee,/bfZp.
October.—^gwamifrine, or Opa7, de-notee mii(/brhfne and Aope.
JTooember.—Topaa enenree /Idelifp ond/Wemdebip.
December.—rar^noiee or ifd7ac/nfe idenofee tbe moat briffianf encceee antf bappineee in eoerp circnmeiomce q/ ((/!».
A NOBLE REVENGE.
THE following story la related of a Arm of wealthy merchants in Manchester, consisting of two brothers, from whom it is nhimied that Dickens derived his model of the Cheery ble Brolhers.
The elder brother of this honse of merchant princes thus amply revenged himself npon a libeller who had made himself merry with the pecnliaritios of the amiable fraternity. This man published a pamphlet, in which one of the brothers (D.) was designated as "Billy Button," and otherwise with his brothei' turned into ridicule.
Some kind friend hnd told W. (the senior partner) of this pamphlet, and W. had said that the man would live to repent of lis publication. This saying was conveyed to the libeller, who replied that he should take care never to bo in their debt. But the man in business does not akewyg know who shall be his creditor.
The author of the pamphlet became liankmpt, and the brothers held an acceptance of his which had been endorsed by the drawer, who had also become bankrupt. The wantonly-liUelled men had thus become creditors or the libeller. They now had it in their yower to make him repent of his audacity. Ho conld not obtain his certificate without their signature, and without it he conld not enter into business again. He had obtained the number of signatures inquired by the Bankrupt Laws except one.
It seemed folly to hope that the Arm of brothers would snpply the deficiency. He despaired, but the claims of a wife and children forced him at last to mnke the implication.
Humbled by misery, he presented himscir at the counting-room of the wronged. W. was there alone, and his first words to the delinquent were, " Shut the door, sir I" stonily uttoi ed. The door was shut; the libeller stood before the libelled.
He told his tale, and produced his corblHcate, which was instantly clutched by the injured merchant.
"You wrote a pamphlet against us oncel" exclaimed W. The suppliant expected to see his parchment thrown into the fire. W. took a pen, and writing something on the document, handed it back to the bankrupt. He, poor wretch, expected to see there " rogue, scoundrel, libeller," inscribed, but there was plainly written the signature of the IIrm.
" We make it a rule," said W., "never to refuse signing the certificate of an honest tradesman, and we have never heard you were anything else."
The tears stood in the poor man's eyes.
"Ah," said W., " my saying was true. "I said you would live to repent writing that pamphlet. I did not mean it as a threat. I only meant that some day or other you would know us better, and would repent you tried to injure us. I see you repent of it now."
"I do, I do I" said the grateful man.
" Well, well, my dear fellow," said W., "you know us now. How do you get on ? What are yon going to do ? "
The poor man stated that he had friends who could assist him when his certificate was obtained.
" But how are you off in the meantime? "
And the answer was, that having given up everything to his creditors, he had been compelled to stint his family of even common necessaries that he might be enabled to pay the cost of his certificate.
" My dear fellow," said W., " this will never do; your family must not suffer. Be kind enough to take this 210 note to your wife from me. There, there, my dear fellow-nay, don't cry—It will be all well with you yet. Keep np your spirits, set to work like a man, and you will raise your head yet."
The overpowered man endeavoured in vain to express his thanks. Ho put his handkerchief to his face, and went out of the door crying like a child.
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