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THE BRIGHT SIDE THE RIGHT SIDE.

Oh! let's lock, if we can, to the bright side, Tho’ the dark one seems nearest us stil! ; er be sure that that side ie the right side,

if it helps us through sorrow and i!!, Though the cloud that has threaten’d may blind us, When we'd hoped te liave seen it yo past, Tt. wall not be the worse if it find us Stl) trying to hope to the fast.

Oh ! the heart, that with manfu! endeavour, Still hope's in the fhidst of its woes,

is the heart of a hero, and ever Makes sunny the path where it goes ;

Fhen each cloud though it angrily lowers, fias a silvery lining beneath—

And the thorns that Jie hid in the flowers,

- Osly brighten the tints of the wreath,

So let's look, if we can, to the bright side, ‘Though the dark one seems nearest us still—

For be sure that that side is the riglit side, lfithelps us through sorrow and‘!).

aE : RiISGRLLANY. A Goopd Suor.—“It is now,” said

Von Wyk, “ more than two years since, $o the very place where I stand, [ ven- tured to take one of the most daring shots that ever was hazarded. My wife was aitting within the house near the door, the children were playing abeut her, and 1 was without, busied in doing something to a waggon, when suddenly, though it was mid-day, an enormous lion appeared, came up, and laid himself quietly down an the shade, tpon the very threshhold ofthe door! My wife, either frozen with fear, or aware of the danger attending any attempt to fly, remained motionless ap her place, while the children took re- fuge in her lap. The cry they uttered attracted my attention, and I hastened towards the door; but my astonishment snay well be conceived, when I found the entrance to it barred in such a way.| Although the animal had not seen me, unarmed as [ was, escape seemed impos- sible ; yet I glided gently, acarcely know- ing what I meant to do, to the side of the house, up to the window of my chamber, where I had set my rifle in the corner close by the window, so that I could veach it with my hand: for the opening wae too small to adinit of my having got in; and stil! more fortunately, the door of the room was open, so that I could see the whole danger of the scene. ‘The Jion wae beginning to move with the intention of making a spring. There was no longer any time to think; I called softly to the mother not to be alarmed. and, invoking the name of the Lord, fired my piece. The bal! passed directly over the hair of my boy’s head, and Jodg- ed in the forehead of the lion, immedi- ately above his eyes, which shot forth, as it where, sparks of fire, and stretched himon the ground, so that he never stirred!”

Tae Last Pincx.—A clergyman at- tended aculprit on the scaffold ; after the usual prayers, he asked as a matter of course—

“ And now, here J bid you farewell, is there anything I can du for you, my poor sou] >”

“Yes, sir,” answered the pinioned one eagerly, “ you can be of the greatest comfort to me ; just put your hand in my waistcoat pocket, you will find a paper of enuff—do open it and give mea pinch,

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“THIS ts TRUE LIBERTY WHEN FREE-BORN MEN—HAVING TO ADVISE THE PUBLIC—M

[can’t help myself. I'd do as mueh for you if you were in my situation, and I’l] feel obliged to you as long ae I live.”

The good divine, vexed not a parting soul by saying anything abowt the sin and folly of such a request at such a moment, nor the unfitness of the office proposed for one of his cloth. He ad- ministerec this last consolation, and as he retired, heard the condemned sinner exclaim—

“ Now T am happy.”

A moment more, and, as the newspa- pers say, he was “ Jaunched into eternity.” Truly the ruling passion is strong in death.

A New Scorcn Catecuism.-—School- master: ‘* Who was David?”

Boy.— The man who slew the muckle giant with 2 sling and a stane.”

Schoolmaster.—Whose son was Da- vid?

Boy.—The kon of Jesse.

Schoolmaster.—Who was Jesse ?

Boy.—The Flewer o’ Dumblane!

A Srrancerk Cuatiencep.—What right, we should like to know, has the word “ party” to come in and usurp the place of the good old word “ person?” There is no such thing as a person oran individual now. ‘The abstract ides of a humen being is for the present to be described as ‘‘a party.” We used to regard the word party longago as usually a plurality—an assemblage. For ex- ample, a marriage-party, a dinner-party, a whist-party. Now the idea is concen- trated into a single person. We hear of a party thrown frotn a curricle, and think of a number of pleople hurt in conse- quence ; when, behold, the party is only one, and he escapes with 2 few bruises aboutthe head. A honse is also for sale, and the agent tells us that several parties have been enquiring after it; as if people came in troops, when the faet is, they came by single spies at the most. A waiter at our hotel tells you that there are several parties in the public-room: you go in, expecting a crowd, when behold there are only three gentlemen, each sitting at a seperate table, and the | whole making a sufficiently meagre show,

There is a provoking dubiety in all this, ard the more provoking that it is unnecessary, seeing that there can be no objectidn to the use of the proper word person. The misuse of the werd party took its rise a few years ago in mercan- tile circles. It is often, of course, neces- sary in such quarters to speak of bargains or negociations, in which case there are always two parties concerned. Here the word is rightly used, whether there are one or thore on each side. It may be A and B, against C, when of course A and B form the one party in the affair, and C, singly by himself, the other. Mercantile men, having so often occasion to speak of individuals in this way a8 parties, came at length to Jose sight of this dis- | tinction between the two, and used the. word party for individual on all occasions, | whether right or wrong. This, however, should be resisted in literature, and even in conversation, as a vulgarism; and we proclaim war against it accordingly.— Chamber's Edinburgh Journal.

A New WAY OF GAINING A LIVING.— On the boulevards of Paris there is to be seen a woman, who makes money by ex- perimenting on the sensibilities of the fair. ‘The veneration which French ladies hold for the swallow, that precious messenger of spring, and of good omens, is well known. The woman spoken of tnoves their hearts and loosens the strings of their purses by means of these sweet

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hour of the afternoon, on the Italian boulevard, she goes with a cage in which are contained five or six swallows; these she exhibits to passers by, particularly to the ladies, when compassion is immedi- ately excited on seeing the efforts of the fluttering little prisoners to be free. “Would you like to let one go,” says the woman, “it will only cost you two pennies.” As may be supposed, many avail themselves of the pleasure, pay their two pennies to the woman, receive in their hands the bird, and then enjoy the satisfection of seeing it fly away at liberty. In this way, one by one, the cage is emptied, and the woman goes home, where she finds her swallows Palready arrived before ber. The birds having been trained, take advantage of their liberty only to return directly to the habitation of their mistress. The next day she commences the same comedy anew.

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In Tir Wrona Pocxet.—A capital joke is told ofa candidate for Governor ofa Western State. During a speech of his, he began to descant upon the extrav- agance of the age; declaring himself to be one of the plain yeomanry; an old silver buill’s eye that cost him but ten dollars was al) the watch he ever carried, and it was plenty good enough for him, and to iilustrate the fact the judge put his hand into his pocket and drew forth— not a silver buld’s eye—but a magnificent gold repeater! ‘The shouts of the crawd can be better imagined than described. while the would-be governor made a most precipitate retreat. The fact is, the silver watch was carried for electioneering purposes, and in the excitement of speech-making, when he went to draw it forth he put his hand in the wrong Hoeket !—Ex.

“Js your Name Brown?” — Capt. Ww. tells an amusing occurrence witnessed by him last week on board the “Ocvan,” on her passage down. An oddish and somewhat purblind gentle- man, pacing up and down thé upper saloon, stopped in front ofa large, full- length mirror, and after gazing at the figure presented, fora moment or two, inquired, in a very deliberate tone—* Is— your — name — Brown? No answer. Question repeated louder—‘ Ils—your— namMk — Brown?” Still no answer. Question again repeated, Jonder sti]]— “1S — YOUR—NAME — BROWN ?” Still no answer. “ Well,” said the ques- tioner, “you are either no gentlemen, or cursed deaf!” ‘The saloon was in a roar.

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New Core ror Drunxarps.—Dr. Schreiber, or Stockholm, has succeeded in curing drunkards of their bad habits, He inselates the patient, gives him brandy and water to drink, prepares al] his food .with brandy and water, and mixes these with bis tea and coffee. At the end ofa few weeke the regimen produces an un- controllable disgustjand repugnance. A physician should, however, watch the operation for fear of apoplexy and cere- bral congression, One hundred and thirty idle soldiers were so treated with perfect success.

Insanity from am undue indulgence in reading fiction is found to be one of the leading causes which fil] Insane Asylums. An Albany paper says:—A young lady in this city has become partially insane from excessive reading of novels. She now imagines herself a heroine, and her friends have to watch her closely to pre- vent her jumping off the dock, that some- body may have a chance to romantically save her.

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! 3 AY SPEAK FREF.”—Mitrox’s Evrirings.. CHARLOTTETOWN, NOVEMBER 16, 1850. ne ,

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Goop Apvice.—An eastern editor says. Never let people work for you gratis, "[¢ you do, you will never get out of their debt in all eternity. Two years ago a man carried a bundle for us to Boston, free of cost. The con¥equence is that we have been lending him two shillings a week ever since.

Eriqguetts.-—When the Duke of Argyle was one night at the theatre, in a side box, a person entered the same box in boots and spurs. The Duke arose from his seat, and, with great ceremony, expressed hig thanks to the stranger. who, somewhat confused, desired to know for what reason he received those thanks. when the Duke gravely replied, “ For not bringing your horse with you.”

Phonography spells words as they arc pronounced. Thus: Heelur weliner fro- ket, when rendei@! into the Angio Saxon means, “he looks well in a frock coat.”

Dobbs, the portrait painter, eavs that every thing should be in character. For instance, search-warrants should be on “tracing paper,” and wedding notices on * fools-cap.”

Tt is said that a celebrated Fuglish duchess, on being told‘that she must be bled or she wotild die, assumed the us ual prerogative of her sex, and replied, “T won't be bled; and Iwon’t die -” and she didn’t.

Nota Brxk.—A young gentleman just becoming imbued with the hitmani- ties, and ever ready to display his lore. on being asked by the gentleman who flattered himself with being his progeni- tor, if he would be helped to some more beans, replied—* Not a single bean. sir, or as the Romans had it, not-a-bene,”

LAST TRIBUTE TO BRANS.

“ You may break, you may ruin the pot if But the scent of the bean-juice will hang round it still.’’

EPIGRAM ON A LADY SHREW.

They tell me that your brow is fair, And unsurpassed by none; To me the cause is very clear— ou brow-beat every one.

A maiden lady of forty, it reply to the ironical question why she did not enter into the holy state of matrimony said.— “Why, by waiting, I may get one of the best of husbands; and if I get a bad one, { shall have reason to rejoice that I have not long to jive with him !”

A Srasonab_e Conunnrum.— Why is a driinkard hesitating to sign the pledge like a sceptical Hindoo? Because he is in doubt whether to give up the worship of the Jug-or-nol. —

Mrs. Partington says, that nothing dis- pleases her so much as to see people who profess to expect salvation, go to church without their purses when a collection ie to be taken.

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A Prinst anp 1s Frocr.—On Mon- day next, three of Mr. Cook’s ships, the Ticonderoga, Loodianah, and Chasca, will sail from this port for New Orleans with a remarkable party. It consists of 1,200 Irish farmers and peasants froin the ceunty Wicklow and Wexford, with their wives and children, who are accompanied by their priest,the Rev. Mr.Hoare,and who intend settling on land which they have purchased in the valley of the Mississippi. The emigrants include about four han-

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