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NIC STL I NO 8.
0 llttlo llrdl fling sweet among tho lanvcs.
Hnfu hid from sight, bonldo thy downy noil:
Tho rain rutin, murmuring to t he drooping
A low refrain, that riiIIn thy munlo best.
Hlng sweet, O bird I thy recompense draws
Four callow nuHtlltiKA nonth tho mothor'fl
Bo tniitiy Itushlng wing that by mid by
Will olcuvo tho Hiinny ulr.' O Blugf bird,
Blng, O my heart I Thy callow nestlings
Hufohlddon 'neoth tigruoloiiR folding wing,
Until tho tltnu when, from their- slumber
Thoy wuko and sour In beauty. Wing, heart,
O llttlo bird I Ring sweet.
Though rain may
And though thy callow brood
thy onro ro-
Tlnhlnri tho nilll-cloud with Itfltrulllllg Dull
Hhlnoth undlmmod tbo gruoldus golden ilro.
Hlim on. 0 bird! nor or tho cloud tiiko Ifeod;
lor thou art horltor or glorious spring;
And every Hold Id snored to thy ootid,
' Thowoillh, tlib bounty, tiilnu. O sing, bird,
Blng, O my liiMirtl slug on, though ruin miiy
Hlng on: ror unuwuros tho wind will bring
A drift of siiMHliIno to thy oottugo door,
And arch tlio clouds with rulnbowH. Blng,
heart, slug I (
O bird I slug sweet.
Wlmt though tho tlmo bo
Whon thou shult
nit upon Unit swaying
With no h wool muto. no nestling, by, to hoar
Tho bubbling song thou Hlng st to glud thorn
Thy tusk was douo, fulllllcd in awout Bjulntr
In Koldou Htiminur, whon thy brood takes
Hhult thou not still huvo loft iihymuor praise,
Ilocuuso thy work in ovor'r Mug, blid, fling'.
Hlng, O my heart? What If thy birds huvo
Thou hudst tho Joy of tholr uwukuulng,
And thousand momorloM loft thoo tor thine
Blng, Hi u, for tiinJc accomplished. Hlng.
heart. Hlngl ,
A HIDEOUS TOLL-UATHEHEK.
In Ujo your 18.r7, I was mulo of tho
ship EII011 Hint, tliou making hor third
voyngo. It wtis In tho palmy days of
tlio sandal-wood and beeswax trado,
and wo woro at. tho Island of Timor, an
ohorod at Dolhi havon, taking in a
Sandal wood, so valuable bocauso of
its enduring perfume for tho mnuufao
turo of fancy work-boxes, dusks and
cabinets, could, at that time, bo ob
tained in considerable quantities in Ti
mor. It grows thoro as a small Umbor
troo among tho mountains of tho inlori
or. Tho natives aro hirod to tako it to
tlio harbor 111 small logs, carried on tho
shoulders of two or three mon walking
together, or upon the backs of their
Whl 0 slowly taking in this part of
our cargo, log by log, I, as inato of the
vessel, was dispatched on a trip inland,
to hasten tho collection of beeswax.
Three of tho seamen accompanied me.
Some twenty natives of tho island also
wont with us to tako up tlio wild bees'
nests, and thoso woro. to bo paid in
goods at tho vessel for all tho wax they
For over a wook wo slept in two bam
boo huts sot up on posts, with thatched
roofs, at a place the natives called tlio
Dardoos, twenty or twonty-llvo miles
buck lrom Delhi.
Dnrdoo is tho Timorese name for a
very curious tree, tho roots of which
rise out of tlio ground in a tangled,
complicated pyramid to tho height of
sixty, and oven eighty, feet. It is at
tho top of this vast mass that tho real
trunk of tho troo begins, branching out
above in a top almost as thick anil ox
tensive as tho root. Often these wide
spread ami thickly-woven dnrdoo roots
inclose an open space at thoir center,
whoro one may stand diroctly beneath
tho groat trunk overhead. Thesu root
systems uro not unfroquontly thirty,
forty and even fifty foot in diamoter,
exhibiting a singularly-grotesipio,
gnarled appoaranco; and whore a forest
of thorn stand moderately close togeth
er, thoy prosont to tho oyo a most be
Hut tho forests of Timor aro, as a
rule, by no means donso. Open plats,
full of rank, coarse grass and flowers,
alternate witn tlio groves of largor
troos; and tho wholo country round
about tho huts, whoro wo spoilt our
nights, was one groat natural apiary.
Tho huts, in fact, woro built bv boe
huntors, who each yoar visit tho district
to got honey and wax.
Much as" has been said and writton
concerning boos, I think the reader will
yet liiul something novel in a brief de
scription of tho wild boes of Timor, and
tho old method bv which tho natives
capture them. Thoso bees (the apis
domita) do not. like tho wild bees of
America and other countries, build thoir
nests iu hollow trees, or clefts in the
crags. I was astonished to see hnngiii"
to tho lower side of some stout brand"
far up in tho tops of the loitiost trees, a
groat cono of honey-comb, olten tour
loot in diameter by livo foot in length.
Thoso combs aro so piled and covered
in as to roist tho woathor oomnlotolv.
and aro ceniontod to the branch with" a
thick, glutinous stump of very tough
and compact wax. I estimated the
weight ot sumo of thoso largo combs at
three hundred pounds.
During tho week wo woro in tho for
est, wo took, I should think, nearly livo
liundrod of these horoy-oones. Tho
Jionoy, save what wo could cat with our
food, wtis of no use to us, and I havo
little doubt that tlnrtv or forty thousand
pounds of honey woro destroyed lv us
in that 0110 week; lor tho wax was all
that wo cared to tako.
Tlio lirst time I saw tlio natives tako
a bees' nest, I thought their method of
doing it 11s curious as tho nest itself
was odd. This peculiar nest hung from
n limb of a tall, straight, smooth-barked
eucalyptus tree, soventy-livo foot from
the ground. Tho trunk of tho troo was
a yard or moro in diamotor. To out
it down would have been several hours'
work, ovon for an experienced woods
man; while to climb it, after tho ordinary
fashion, would havo boon out of tho
question. This is tlio way JJenu, one
of the Timor mon, set to work. First,
ho took from his bundlo a torch of somo
resinous wood, and lighted it. This
torch ho attached to his waist-cloth, or
girdle, by moans of a string some ton
feet long, so that as ho climbed up. tho
slowly burning, but densely smoking,
torch would hang beneath him. To
his girdle was also hung a ohopping
knife, for cutting oil" tho comb from the
branch, and a long lino, in a coil, for
lowering it to tho ground, l'ola, an
other oftho men, now brought him a
strong bush ropo, or creeper, some
twenty feet long, green and pliable,
and freshly cut from a thicket. Henu
lirst passed one end of this creeper
round the trunk of the tree, then grasp
ing an end in each hand, leaned hack,
nud sotting his feet against tho trunk,
ho began to walk up the tree, holding
fast by tho bush rope and throwing it
up, by a quick jerk, alter every second
stop. It was wonderful to nolo I ho
skill with which ho took advantago of
tho least roughesss, or sear in
the bark, to got a hold for the
loop, or for his foot. Ho was not
much more than a minute going up sixty
feet. All this time, he was almost en
veloped in a cloud of snioko from the
torch, which seemed to prevent tho
bees from sottling upon his body;
which, but for his waist-cloth, was en
tirely bare and exposed to their stings.
Arriving directly beneath tho limb to
which tho comb was suspended, by a
dexterous spring he throw himself
partly over it, "thon drawing up his
torch, so that its smoke completely en
veloped his body, he rested for somo
moments before creeping out on tho
branch to cut oil' tho comb. Thousands
of tho boos woro Hying about him, and
thousands moro were clinging in black
masses to the outside of tho comb. Hut
upon Bonn's holding out tho torch be
neath it, thoy all rose in a dense cloud,
filling tlio forest with their deep, solemn
hum. Defended by tho smoke, Bonn
had iu a moment or two moro .made a
double noose of his smaller line round
tlio comb; and then, with a few deft
cuts of his chopper, ho cleaved oil' the
cono from the limb, and lowered it un
broken to the ground. In three min
utes more ho had walked down tho tree,
much as ho had walked up, and stood
among us, none the worso for his ex
ploit, with tho exception of a fow
Afterward, I ropeatedly saw Fola,
Ammo, Motuloot and a dozen others of
our native squad, climb up for nests in
the same way. It was their customary
method. Nothing would have induced
mo to attempt such a feat; nor could
any of our sailors bo induced or cajoled
into attempting it.
A little way out from our huts, on tho
further side, and just beyond tho three
dardeo trees, there was a rocky gully
or gulch, twonty-livo or thirty feet iu
depth, ami from forty to fifty feet wide.
So steep woro its sides, and so tangled
witn creepers ami vines, mat to cross it
wo should have been forced to made a
long detour, either below or above, had
it not been for a bridge, which nature
had provided in tlio shape of a tree
which had fallon across tho ravino,
spanning it completely from bank to
bank. It had been a very largo, old
troo. Tho shattered top lay on the side
noxt our huts; and tho ends were over
run by a luxuriant wild grape-vine,
loaded down with clusters of grapes,
the outer skins of which woro covered
with hair! Hut thoir llavor was doli
cious, though on first putting one in
your mouth, the hair gave you a vory
poeuliar sensation. Winding through
tho top of tho troo witli tho vine, there
was a beautiful crown-lily, displaying
its glorious festoons of blossoms side by
side with tho strango hairy grapo clus
ters, so that a most singular and gor
geous oiYoot was produced. The trunk
of tho tree, which was at least four foot
iu diamotor, ottered a porfoctly safo
bridge across the gully; and for the lirst
four days wo woro constantly going
back and forth on it. It had evidently
boon usod for this purposo, oithor by
111011 or wild animals, long before our
arrival, for the log was worn smooth,
apparently, by the many feet that had
passed and repassed on it.
Though still tolerably sound and
Btrong, tho logwasplaiuly a hollow ono;
and out near tho middle of it there was
a hole in tho upper side. 1 noticed
this hole tho lirst time I went across,
and thought what an ugly thing it
would boto stop into it when crossing
with a load. It must have boon not far
from a foot and a half iu diameter.
Several times, while walking over
this log, I noticed a strango, sickening
odor coming from it, which, though
faint, was vory nauseating, and once,
whon standing still for a moment,
looking down into tho gully beneath
It, I saw some bunches of what ap
peared to bo bones wadded togothor.
Thoro woro a good many of those lying
thoro among the rank grass, and I con
cluded that a number of animals had
died, or boon killed thoro, and that tho
peculiar odor came from these.
Tho fourth evening wo woro thoro,
just at sun-sot, whon the natives woro
coming from bee-hunting, each with
his groat sack of mashed comb on his
head, I suddenly hoard a fearful outcry
iu tlio direction of this gully.
"Somo of'om have tumbled ofTn
that log!" Mvors, ono of the sailors
with mo, called out, and wo all ran
from tho hut whoro wo woro eating
supper, to see what had catisod so dread
ful a shriek.
On coming iu sight of the log that
spanned tho ravine, a strange speota-
clo presented itself. Dangling from tho
under sido of tho log, struggling and
shrieking, hung ono of tho natives a
brother of I3onu, named Oati. At tho
same instant I porcoived tho folds of a
monstrous, mottled Btiake, rising in
groat loops above tho log, and hoard
nativo who was standing, on tho farther
end of tho log, streaming " Ulur Ic
hai! U'lar Ichai! (Great snake! Groat
snakol) " Tasnhu! tasahui" (Holpt
help!) "Como forth, whito chief, with
your flro gun. I"
Without waiting to get my gun, for
poor Oati's shrieks woro awful to hear.
1 seicd a largo handspike lying near,
and dashing out 011 the log, delivered
two heavy blows upon tho serpent's
writhing folds, either of which I feel
certain would have broken tin ox's
back. Fooling these, the monster
dropped Oati, whom it had seized by
the thigh in its mouth and was holding
up by main' strength, and roaring it.i
huge, flattened head six or sevon foot
above tho log, looked mo full in tlio
face, its great oyosdilatod with fury and
its tongue licking the air with a strange,
It was a sight to startle the bravest
of men. I struck at its head and leaped
backward 011 tho log, but lost my foot
ing when close to the bank oftho gully,
and, slipping oil' the tree-trunk, wont
tearing down through tho vines to tho
bottom. Tho fall did not hurt me
much, but I was snarled up in vines,
and it was somo moments before I could
struggle out, or oven clear away tho
foliage sullicicntly to sco whether the
groat snake was after mo or not. I
could lieaw a tremendous shouting and
noise, howovor, and soon tho reports of
The moment I got clear of tho lianas,
I ran through tho bushes and grass,
down the bed of the gully; and horo I
camo upon Oati, crawling oil' on his
hands and knoes. His thigh was bleed
ing profusely from several (loop, ugly
looking holes, and his ankle was out of
joint from the fall.
There was so savage a battlo going
on above us, that my shouts for assist
ance wore unnoticed. After several ef
forts I succeeded in throwing Oati's
ankle-joint back into place; and then,
binding up his leg as best I could, I
helped him along to a placo whoro it
was possible for us to climb out.
Hut altogether this had occupied lif
tcon or twenty minutes; so that tlio
fight which Myers and Henu. Ammo,
Fola and the rest were making with the
UUar kliaC was now for tho most part
over. Tho shots had driven tho ser-
pent back into the log; whonco, ac
cording to Oati, it had darted its head
out to seize him, as ho walked across.
Msers was now watching for it firing
whenever it thrust its head out from
tho hole. Ho said that ho had put two
balls clean through its body before it
had commenced to slide back into its
Henu now brought an axo. ami in tho
course of an hour the great log was cut
oil", close to the bank, and loll down
with a loud cradi one end of it into
tho gully. It split as it foil, and the
body of the python was thrown partly
out of the hollow but the crack closing
somewhat again, as tho end of the log
came to rest on tho bottom of tho gulch,
tho great roptilo was held last within
it. For awhile it writhed and twisted
there, emitting a most horrible odor.
Seeing it was caught fast, tho natives
went down and beat it to death with
handspikes. They then cut away tho
log and lot its body fall out.
With my pockot-rulo I measured oil
a ton-foot polo, and when 1 say that I
maccd this Dole three tunas along the
dead serpent's body, and had still a foot
to spare1 oil its tan perhaps 1 shall bo
accused of tolling "a snake story;"
nevertheless, it'stlie truth. At the
middle, its body was nearly as thick as
a man s; and its scales woro as largo as
clam shells. Hut the most ferocious
feature was its great, bony, llatteiied
head, with its huge gaping jaws and
great lidless eyes. Its colors were a
pale ollow along tho belly, shading to
coppery hues on its sides, with livid
brown and black markings along the
There is little doubt that this mon
strous creature had long had its lurking
place in tho old log; and it mado 1110
shudder to think how many times wo
had all passed back and forth over its
head. louli's Compunion.
An Intelligent Horse.
Dr. William H. Murray, tho
visor of the Sixteenth Ward,
owner of a gray horso that, at
seems 10 Do possessed 01 niiman reason.
This horse is devoted to his master, and
it would be noxt to impossiblo to steal
it in tlio street, for it will not move
aftor Dr. Murray has left it until 110 re
turns and gives it permission. To day
tho Doctor was driving at a rapid gait
down North Poarl streot. Whon op
posito tlio Homeopathic Hospital at
Clinton Square a man, who was crossing
tlio streot, suddenly became di..y with
tho heat and fell down in front of tho
horso. Stopping carefully over the
piostrato form, tho horso was suddenly
stopped by tho Doctor, who pulled the
rein the moment ho saw tho man fall.
Thoro lay tho man under tho horse and
between its fore and hind lugs. In a
moment tho aniinnl, apparently under
standing tho situation, raised itsolf on
its hind feet, and with foro foot in tho
air backed ovor tho body and away
from it. Tho prostrated strangor aroso
and wont awav. If tho horso had not
boon possessed of such intelligence,
tho strangor would havo boon run over
anil badly injured, as his head lay in
lino with tho wheels. Albany Times.
The Western oyelono blows every
thing from the farm except tho mort
gage. A. V. Vmtpluo.
Our Young Renders.
A LITTLE SAINT.
Whon gross grows green In Bpring-tltno,
And trees uro budding gay.
When tho breath of bursting lilacs
Mnkos Rwoet Uie ulrToT May, jtf
Whon cowslips fringo tholbrook8ldo31 -
And violets goni tho'dolls.W ,'.
And trcmlla mid tho mosses
'I ho wlnd-llowoM ("louder bolls,
Whon tho fragrant lily rises
From Its sheltering shouth of green,
In tho city's narrow alleys
Kulnt limlly In seen.
A modest little maiden,
Him imi11u Giwillru t'tntti linrtrt
A basket, llowor-lndcti, ; , 2r
8wlmr IlKhtlVoti her arm.
And right nivl fott fllio scatters,
. Alike to bud anil good, t
Tho be tutlcs of tho garden.
Tho treasures of tho wood.
Whon Hfiniiiier days drag slowly,
In liiiiiriior, heat and putn,
To thoso who Ho in hospital.
Novor to rise again,, ' t .
Dreaming, with ftn ored longing,
Of shady country homes,
Where roses hung in clusters,
And tionoyfliiolclo blooms,
From cot to cot, so softly,'
Movos dear Hnliit I'.mlfv. '
And horo a rose nho prollors,
And there it bud lays she.
Tlio close abode of sickness
Hho (Ills wjth fruirruiit bloom;
Her gentle pr soiica parses
J.Ike music through the room;
And many u mouuiug sutrerer' '
Hushes his suil complaint,
And follows with Ills weary eyes
The movements of this saint.
When nutumit pnlnta tho woo'dliinds
With searret and with gold,
When tho blue-gentian's lids uncloso
Iu frosty meudows cold.
From tho llttlo troop of children
That crowd somo Orphan Homo,
Tho Joyous shout arises,
"Sulnt Hmlly bus como !"
And round hor close thoy gathor,
An eager little bund,
While from tho well-stored buskct
Pho tills cueh outstretched Hand
With purple hillside usftjrH,
Anil wondrous golden-rod,
And till the lingering (lowers that lovo
To dross tho autumn sod;
And'pulllJ cIiooks tlush rosv,
And ho ivy oyes grow bright.
And little hearts, forlorn and lone,
Stir with uduop delight.
And when tho woods uro naked,
And Dowers no longer blow,
When tho green nooks they lovo so well
Aro buried In the snow, ., .
Not qulto Unknown that presence, ,
To children sick in bed,
Bearing bright wreaths of uutumu. leaves,
And strings of berries red.- , 4
A Heaven-sent mission surelyi
To cheer tho sick nud poor
With bounties that tho bounteous Ood
Has strowu beside our door
To gladden little children,
To comfort dying hours,
To bear to wretched hearts and homos
Tlio gospel of the llowors.
What marvel if glad blessings
Sunound 'Sulnt r.mlly I
Wlmt inuivol If Homo loving oyes
In hor an utigolseol
Yet many a thoughtful boy or girl
As sweet a saint might bo.
AI50UT SOME NOTED CLOCKS.
Porhaps thero aro somo of my llttlo
readers who aro, at this very moment,
anxiously watching the clock in the dining-room
or hall for somo happy mo
ment to arrive. Havo thoy over thought
how singular a thing is tho measure
ment of time, or over wondered about
tho Hrs4 inventors of tlio art?
l'orhaps none of them could tell tho
time of day by the shadow of a tree or
house, yet just in that way was the sun
Tho lirst on record belonged to King
Ahaz, who lived about 712 years H. C.
Hour-glasses and wator-clocks-or Clep
sydras, as thoy tiro called were also
invented about this time, and of course
vou know how King Alfred measured
hours, so I will tell you of Charle
magne's clock, which was tho lirst
striK-ing-clock on record.
It wtis sent to him by a King of
Porsia, and is thus described by an
Abbot who saw it:
Tho dial was composed of twelve
doors which represented tlio hours,
I f l ?0,im? tn0. our l l s
od. when out came the same number ot
ittle balls, which fel , ono by one, o 1 a
brass drum. At two yo o clock, twelve
each opening at tho hour it roprosont-
horsemen issued forth, and, marching
round the dial, shut all the doors.
Some of you have been to St. Paul's
Cathedral, 111 London, and most ot you
havo soon pictures of it.
Well, tho iirst
whcel-oloc 111 England was sot up in
this famous cathedral in the year 1'28'J.
It was mado by a horologer called
Ilatholumme, who received a loaf of
bread and a.bottlo of beer each day for
keeping it In order. Flty-oight years
after this, it was improved by a man
called Walters, and King Edward the
Third ordered a now dial to bo made,
with two angols pointing to tho hours
of both day and night.
II..wthe clock fared for four hun
dred years wo scarcely know, but tho
clock and cathedral woro destroyed by
lire in 1GGC, and tho present building,
with its magnificent clock, was finished
in 1710. The clock is romarUablo for
the magnitudo of its wheels and tho
linoness of its works. It lias two dials,
oach sixty foot in circumference. Tho
hour numerals aro a little ovor two feet
ju height. The minute hands aro eight
and nine feot long, and weigh soventy
livo pounds each. Tho hour-hands arc
five and six foot long, and woigh forty
four pounds each. Tho pendulum is
sixteen feot long, and its bob weighs
ono hundred and eighty pounds. It
needs winding every eight days, ami,
strikes tho hour on a great boll, which
boars tlio following inscription:
"Hicn.Min I'iumi's M.vnu mk, 1710."
Tlio clappor of this boll weighs ono
hundred and eighty-four pounds, and it
can bo hoard at a distance of twonty
two miles, on a clear day.
Onco, during William and Mary's
reign, a soldier, ca'lod Hatfield, who
was on duty upon Windsor Terrace, foil
asleep, but ho managed to escape pun
ishment by positively avering that ho
had heard tho clo kof St. Paul's strike
thirteen at tho very timo when it was
said ho was slumbering. This was
doubted by tho court, on account of
the great distan 0 botweon Winds jr
and St. Paul's! but. while ho was 1111-
1 dor sentence of death, several persons
swore that tho clock did strike thirteen
instead ot twelve, which evidence his
MaicHy King William accepted, and
granted hun a pardon, and he lived
bo ono hundred and two years old.
Tho boll which Hatllohl heard was
tho "Great Tom," of Westminster, which
was granted to St. Paul's in 1G98. and
Is novor used now except on thJTtleath
of ono of tho It yal family, the Hishop
of London or tho Lord Mayor.1
Tho hours of St. Paul's clock were
struck before 18IM by two ligures, which
woro called " Paul's Jacks," and lrom
which comes tho expression, "His .lock
o' tho Clock," moaning a servant of
yours or- anybodyls time.
Tho first clock in Westminster was
paid for from a lino imposed upon' the
Chiof-Justlco of tho King's Uenoh, for
reducing a poor man's line from IJJs. -Id.
to O's. ad. This clock struol? hourly,
and was intondod to remind tho Judges
of tho fato of thoir brother, and teach
lawyers tho diil'ercnco between 13s. 4d.
and Gs. 8d. It was buil' twoyoars after
St. Paul's. '
About tho year 13G5, a clock-tower ol
stone was erected in tlio court-yard, op
posite tho palaco, or hall, and tho old
clock removed there; but tho clock and
tower were destroyed by tho Houndhead
Mob, in 1GG2, and continued in a ruin
ous state for fifty-three years, whon it
was removed to tho sido ot New Palace
Yard, and now. whoro this famous old
clock-houso once stood, isa dial inserted
in tho building, relating tho story of tlio
lino imposed upon Chief-Justice Heng
ham. Tho clock now in Westminster wtis
m-ttlo in 185-1. It has four dials, each
twenty-two foot in diameter. Tho lig
ures are gilt, on a bluo surface. Thoso
dials aro said to bo tho largest in the
world. Tho niinuto-hand, on account
of its great length, velocity, weight and
tho action of the wind upon it, requires
tit least twenty t mes more forco to
drive it than tho hour hand.
It runs for a week, has a pendulum
fifteen feet long (which weighs G80
pounds) and sill tho wheels aro of cast
iron. It takes two hours to wind, and
reports its own time to Greenwich by
St. Dunstnn's Church, inFloot street.
London ono of tho most curious and
historic streets in London boasted of a
clock whoio quarters woro struck by
two giants, or savages, as thoy woro
called. Thoy woro life-sized, wooden
figures, with clubs in their hands, and
they struck tho qu irtors of every hour
on bolls, moving their ho ids at the same
time. They woro the pots of cockneys
and countryman, and attracted groat
crowds. Sir Walter Scott speaks of
them in his "Fortunes of Nigel." and
Cowper also alludes to them.
The old church was pulled down in
18:10, and the Marquis of Hartford
bought the old clock and the two famous
savages for '210.
Tho Hoyal Exchange clock, in Lon
don, is perhaps the most remarkable of
all. It was mado m 1844, and is as
noted Vor its accuracy of time as the
lirst Exchange clock was noted foivbo-
ing the worst-keot clock in London.
The old clock had four dials and
chimes, which played a tune at three,
six, nine and twelve o'clock; on Sun
day, the lOtth Psalm; Monday, "God
save tho King;" Tuesday, "The
Waterloo March;" Wednesday,
"There's nao luck aboot the house;"
Thursday, "See, the conquering hero
comes;" Friday, " Life lot us cherish,"
The root Uuarcls'
On January 10, 1838, the Exchange
was entirely destroyed by lire, tho clock
tower alone remaining, "the dials indi
cating tho exact time at which the
ilames reached them the north at
twenty-live minutes past ono, and tho
south, livo minutes past live and tho
last air played bv the chimes at twelve
o'clock was, "There's nao luck aboot
If you should overgo to London, and
visit Westminster Abbey, thoro in tho
nave vou will find two small marble
slabs, diamond-shaped, on which is tho
"Jlr. T. Tomplon, 17 W, and Mr. Q. tirahum,
These mon aro considered the fathers
of clockmiiking, and were master and
pupil, and lie buried together.
Now, my little friends, I hone vou
will look at your own clock with a groat
deal moro interest and respect. Uo'Ucn
Tho Troy Times tells this one:
"Mrs. Van Auken, living near Lake
Georgo, was stanlod one day bv tho
sight of a largo rattlesnake making its
appearance in her kitchen where sho
was at work, and, soi.ing her by tlio
skirt, tr ed to pull hor toward tho door.
Woman's curiosity at last overcoming
hor fear, slie followed the snake down
to tho lake, where sho was still moro
horrified to lind her little daughter on
tho point of drowning. Seeing the lit
tle 0110 tall into tho water, it seems that
the snake, with astonishing instinct,
crawled to tho house to give warning."
Wo would bo willing to go fishing with
tlio author of that story and leave it to
him to say how much wo caught. Jios
According to a writer in Nature the
small migratory birds that aro unable
to perform tho tlightof :5."i0 miles across
tho Mediterranean Sea aro carried ovor
on the backs of cranes. In the autumn
many (locks ol cranes may bo seen com
ing from tho north with tho lirst cold
blast from that quarter, living low and
uttering a peculiar cry, as if of alarm,
as thoy circle over tho cultivated plains.
Little birds of every specie, may bo
soon Hying up to them, while the twit
tering songs uf thoso already comforta
blv settled upon their backs may bo dis
til Hy heard. Hut for this kind pro.
vision of nature, numerous varieties of
small birds would become extinct iu
northern countries, as tho cold winters
would kill them.
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