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' A GOOD FAME 18 BETTER THAN A GOOD FACE.
arranging the ballet of Gustave historically, with the assistance of one of bis assassins, is a very lively one, and, we must add, exceedingly French. , .
25 .—In the north they have their Fwi« Zoy, or FuZetfde Zoy, which is a huge log burning in the chimney comer, whilst the Yule .cstes are baked on a " girdle," (a kind of frying-pan) over the Ore; little lads and maidens assemble nightly at some neighbouring friends to hear the goblin story, and ]oin in fortune-telling," or some game. There is a part of an old song which runs thus:
".Mm off our iWaAkwa' dWmnfl/a emo&e,
.And Christmas logs are buminy; TAa.r orena tAay witA bo&ad maata c/ioka, , „
And oft (Aair fpita Are tuminy. 28—Of all men Mncaulay was a man singularly free from vices. &o man ever went through the heat of an election and bad less laid to his charge. His character was simple, and guileless, nnd generous. He was one of those human beings so seldom to be mec with, that are most loved by those who knew them best, or the low games of intrigue and double-dealing he knew no-
*"*Hifhad his temper, but it seldom got the better of him. He bad his passions, but, so far as known, they never overcame him. He knew the value of money, but he was the most open-handed of men. In all his ways he walked with singular straightness, and his mind was ever transparent as the. purest crystal. It is not too much to say that it was the honesty and genuineness of the man which cost hini his seat for Edinburgh in 1847. . ^ ^ He never loved animals, and had a special aversion to dogs. But children were his delight. He never wearied playing with them, and that no game might be hindered on his account, he was ever ready to art the part of robber, tiger, or donkey. ___
THE MONTHS OF OUR ANCESTORS.
December, tabic A etood /Ire*, woe efyfed " afid-udntar monutA." January tcoa "jq/fer-z/ida," or
offer CAnatmoe.
February "gbf-monatA," /rem the retwrn&wMML »
jfarcA," #Aado, or JZAede monotA, rouyA, or ruyyed montA.
April, "Boater monotA," /rem a /mmwrite &azon poddeaa, icAoae name ice etWf preserve.
J/ay teae IYimifcbi,"/fom tAe cotca befng Men miZted (Artce in t/;e day. June," Sere monatA," dry montA. ,/afy, " jfmd mofiatA," tAe meade befny (Aen in t/ieir bkxnn.
duyvat uroa " IKeod nwniaiA," /rom tAe fiuwfance iceede.
gepfember, ** //mr/ket monatA." October tAey caWed " H inter ^/Z-fetA,"/rom winter approacAfny teUA tAe /aif moon q/ t/iat mo*dA.
And Zoetfy, A'opember wae efyfed * RZot monatA," /rom tAa bfood e/ tAa cafiZe efatn fAof montA, and etored/br winfer pro*(a(on.
Veretefyan nAmee tAa mo?»tAa aoma-| wAaf dtyerantfy.
came suddenly face to face with a big Egyptian officer, revolver in one hand, sword in the other. He fired and hit me on the right hand; but the bullet glanced off a ring I wore, and I roshed at him with the bayonet. He warded oC my first thrust and my second; I then feinted, he swung his sword round for the parry, and had not time to recover it liefore the bayonet was in him. A pull on a blue seal hanging from his tunic brought to light a silver watch, which I still keep as a remembrance of him.
X/kr tAe Atitfe.—The sights of the battlefield were grue-some, now one looked at them in cold blood. The artillery had wrought fearful havoc. I remember one heap of twenty-four corpses, some blown absolutely into fragments, others headless, others with limbs lopped off. Bome of the dead Egyptians were roasting slowly as they lay; their clothing had been ignited and was still smouldering. A man of the EiBes came along, drew his pipe from his pocket, and lit it at one of those bodies, remarking, somewhat brutally, it
struck me, " By-, I never thought I should live to use a
dead Egyptian for a light to my pipe I" In the outer trench our dead and wounded lay more thickly than those of the enemy ; but in the inner trenches and on the spaces between,
RULES FOR OBSERVING THE BAROMETER.
f. GeneraMv (be rfainy o/ tAe merc%r% indfeatea (be npproacA o/ /air tceatAer; tAe /aifiny q/ if eAoiee tbe apyroocA /oaf
. j^suftry icaafAer fbe/dW c/ tAa mercury indicates comity f bunder ; in wiuter, tAe riaa qf tAe mercury indicate*/roe*; in /reef, ite /aW indicates tAaw and ite rise indicate enow.
& IFAateoer cAange weatAer enddenfy /oWoue a cAanae in (Ae barometer may be ezpected to faetbnf a eAort time. iAua.v /air weatAer /oZiouw immediately tAa riae e/ tAe mercury, tbera wiff be rery fittfe q( it; and, in tbe same way, i//bui weatAer
/oWowatba/dHo/(Aaniarcnry,it(eiftfaatbutaabort(wne.
4. jy/air weatAer continue/or eererai daye, dunny wAicA (be mercury continuoWy /diie, a Zony continuance o/ /out weatyr toiW probabfy eiwue; and ayain, i//ouf ure«ftber continue /or aewaf daye, wAife tbe mercury cmitinuaf/y neee, a fony euc-ceeeionof/airicaotberiofWprobab/yaacceed.
6. J jluctwotiny and uweettfed etate in tAe mereurtaf column indicatee c/ionyeobfe uwat/ier.
for one man of ours there were certainly ten Egyptians. In the redoubts the black gunners lay dead or wounded almost to a man; for they had been fastened to the guns and to each other by small chains attached to ankle-fetters, so as to leave them free to work the guns but hindering them from running
E#/p#ana.—The first wounded man I attended to was an Egyptian, whose moans were piteous, and on examination I found him severely wounded in the belly. I poured some eau-de-Cologne down his throat, and used my own surgical bandage to bind up his wound so as to keep the files from it. Then I lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, placed more beside him, and gave him a drink of water. He kissed my hand, and muttered something about " Allah." I had not left him far, when I heard the crack of a rifle and a bullet whizzed by my ear. Looking round I saw the smoke of the shot drifting away from where my wounded man lay, and noticed that he was quietly taking aim at me again. He had time to lire a second shot, which also missed me, before I reached him, and I had no compunction in driving the life out of him with my bayonet, remarking to myself as I took the weapon out of him for the last time, " You won't come that game any more, von ungratefhl brute I" Many such instances of this treacherous hate occurred. I myself had to wipe out four more wounded Egyptians whom I caught in the act of Bring at our men as they passed. To run the bayonet Into a man who is down one feels to be hardly the thing, and it was done reluctantly; but in such cases as I have described it was a clear act of compulsory duty.
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