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THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON'S SYMPATHY
"Drew iron tears down Plato's cheeks."

ON the morning after the fight of Waterloo, orders were transmitted to the proper authorities, to make the usual specific account of killed and wounded, and forthwith to bring it to the Commanderin-Chief. Dr. Hume, principal medical attendant on his Grace's staff, on preparing the list, hastened to the Duke's tent, and giving the pass-word, was ushered in by the sentinel. His Grace was asleep. The doctor was aware of the fatigue the Duke's system had undergone, and hesitated to awake him. The order of the Duke, on the other hand, had been issued with more than usual peremptoriness, and the doctor ventured to give the Duke a shake. În an instant his Grace, dressed as he had been in full regimentals, was sitting on the bedside. " Read," was the significant command. For more than an hour had the doctor read aloud the harrowing list, and then his voice failed, and his throat choked with emotion. He tried to continue but could not. Instinctively he raised his eves to the Duke. Wellington was still sitting with his hands raised and clasped convulsively before him. Big tears were coursing down his cheeks. In a moment, the Duke was conscious of the doctor's silence, and recovering himself, looked up and caught his eye. "Read on," was the stern command, and while his physician continued for hours, the Iron Duke sat by the bedside, clasping his hands, and rocking his body to and fro from

emotion.

ALL'S FOR THE BEST!

All's for the best!-be sanguine and cheerful,
Troubles and sorrows are friends in disguise;
Nothing but folly goes faithless and fearful,
Courage for ever is happy and wise.

All's for the best!-if a man will but know it,
Providence wishes us all to be blest;
This is no dream of the pundit or poet,
Heaven is gracious and all for the best!
All's for the best!-then fling away terrors,
Meet all your fears, and your foes in the van,
And, in the midst of your dangers or errors,
Trust like a child while you strive like a man.
All's for the best !--unbiassed, unbounded,
Providence reigns from the east to the west;
And by both wisdom and virtue surrounded,

Hope and be happy, that's all for the best!

A BELOCHEE, condemned for murder, walked to execution, conversing with calmness on the road; when turned off, the rope broke and he fell, but started up instantly, and with inexpressible coolness, said " Accidents will happen in despite of care; try again."

EFFECT OF ACCIDENT-OBSERVATIONS UPON. It is very entertaining to see how many useful things have been discovered by accident. There is a saying about" necessity being the mother of invention;" we are sure that accident must be one of her sisters; and we cannot help remarking that circumstances which may be thought trifling and accidental, frequently determine a man's conduct and situation through the most important parts of his life. Thus it was with Jacob.

DAYS.

Stronger by weakness wiser men become
As they draw near to their eternal home;

Leaving the whole, both worlds at once they view,
Who stand upon the threshold of the new.

TIME.

The past! what is it but a gleam
Which memory faintly throws ?
The future! 'tis the fairy dream
That hope and fear compose.
The present! is the lightning glance
That comes and disappears:
Thus life is but a moment's trance
Of memories, hopes, and fears.

THE DUKE'S "ARTFUL DODGE."

"It is a noble spoke Spanish; "Oh! we have

WHEN the British Army was on the march in Spain, its commander sometimes called on the ecclesiastical authorities, who conducted him over the churches and cathedrals. building," Lord Wellington would say, for he "what lofty windows! how can you clean them ?" ladders !" 66 Indeed, but where can you deposit such long ladders ?" The information was willingly given, and the next morning these long ladders formed part of the British baggage, to be useful at the next siege.

NOTES AND QUERIES.

NOTE. The proverb says-" Patience is a virtue." QUERY.-If a surgeon has any patients, does it therefore follow that he has no virtue?

A MAN who was rescued from drowning, in Boston, abused the man who rescued him for not saving his hat!

A GENT dined one day with a dull preacher. Dinner was scarcely over before the gent fell asleep, but was awakened by the divine, and invited to go and hear him preach. "I beseech you, sir," said he," to excuse me; I can sleep very well where I am."

OPINION.

HE who believes his own views to be true, must believe the opposite views to be in error; but the great point in our judgment and feelings towards man, seems to be, not to confound error with fault.

VERY GOOD COMPANIONS.

THE two great ornaments of virtue, which shew her in the most advantageous points of view, and make her altogether lovely, are cheerfulness and good nature. These generally go together, as a man cannot be agreeable to others who is not easy within himself. They are both very requisite in a virtuous mind, to keep out melancholy from the many serious thoughts it is engaged in, and to prevent its natural hatred of vice from degenerating into severity and censoriousness.

HOLY SCRIPTURES.

THE WORDS OF MARTIN LUTHER.

I SHOULD not advise any one to place his child where the Holy Scriptures are not regarded as the rule of life. Every institution, where God's word is not diligently studied, must become corrupt. "Weighty words," says D. Aubergne, "which governments, fathers, and the learned of all ages, would do well to consider."

MRS. SULLEN, talking of her husband, says :-" He comes flouncing into bed, dead as a salmon into a fishmonger's basket; his feet cold as ice, his breath hot as a furnace, and his hands and his face as greasy as his flannel nightcap. Oh! matrimony! matrimony! He tosses up the clothes with a barbarous swing over his shoulders, disorders the whole economy of my bed, leaves me half naked, and my whole night's comfort is the tuneful serenade of that wakeful nightingale-his nose."

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A SAILOR, having purchased some medicine of a celebrated doctor, demanded the price. 'Why," says the doctor, "I cannot think of charging you less than seven and sixpence ?" " Well, I'll tell you what," replied the sailor, "take off the odds and I'll pay you the even." "Well," returned the doctor, we won't quarrel about trifles." The sailor laid down sixpence and was walking off, when the doctor reminded him of his mistake. "No mistake at all, sir; six is even, and seven is odd, all the world over, so I wish you a good day." "Get you gone," said the doctor, "I have made fourpence out of you yet."

WE asked a pretty girl the other day to give us a kiss, but she could not afford it. She said, however, she would lend us one, provided we would return it. It is needless to add, that we borrowed the article and returned it promptly.

VOL. I.

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QUICK.

A RUDE fellow said to an unoffending Hebrew-" Do you know they hang Jews and Jackasses together in England ?" "I didn't," replied the Israelite, "but if it be true, it is fortunate that you and I are not there."

ACCEPTATION.

"WILL you take my arm?" said a gallant to a young lady, after the dance was broken up. "La! yes, and you too! seeing it's leap year."

CONVENIENCE.

AN American physician announces, that he has changed his residence to the neighbourhood of the church-yard, which he hopes may prove a convenience to his numerous patients.

KEEP THE HEART LIGHT AS YOU CAN!

We have always enough to bear,

We have always a something to do,

We have never to seek for care,

When we have the world to get through!

But what though adversity test

The courage and vigour of man,

They get through misfortune the best
Who keep the heart light as they can!
If we shake not the load from the mind,
Our energy's sure to be gone:
We must wrestle with care, or we'll find
Two lords are less easy than one!
To sit in a disconsolate mood,

Is a poor and profitless plan:
The true heart is never subdued,

If we keep it as light as we can!
There is nothing that sorrow can yield
Excepting a harvest of pain:
Far better to seek fortune's field
And till it and plough it again!
The weight that exertion can move,
The gloom that decision may span,
The manhood within us but prove;

Then keep the heart light as you can!

SOME hearts, like evening primroses, open most beautifully in the shadows of life.

POLITENESS of the heart consists in an habitual benevolence, and an absence of selfishness, in our intercourse with society of all classes.

IF a man be compassionate towards the affliction of others, it shews that his heart is like the noble tree, that is wounded itself when it gives the balm.-Bacon.

PUNCH.

WITHIN these few years, thousands upon thousands of the previously temperate, have become fond of Punch.-(A paper of wit.)

THE PLAGUE.

"My dear," said a wife to her husband, " did you ever read of the plague in London ?" "No, I don't want to read it, it's enough to have a plague in your own house."

ADVANTAGE OF BEING BRAINLESS.

A TAILOR, following an army, was wounded in the head by an arrow. When the surgeon saw the wound, he told his patient, that, as the weapon had not touched his brain, there was no doubt of his recovery. The tailor said-" If I had possessed any brains I should not have been here."

A TYPOGRAPHICAL PUN.

"I STAND in need of small caps," as the printer's wife said, when she presented her husband with a little responsibility.

SIN and punishment like the shadow of the body, are never apart.

MARRIAGE is the nursery of Heaven.

CEREMONY is necessary as the outwork and defence of manners. PRUDENCE is the virtue of civilized nations.

TIME is a quality of which the value rises as long as we live. A TRADESMAN is never too high to fall or too low to rise. SOCIETY, like shaded silk, must be viewed in all situations, or its colours will deceive us.

SLEEP is the fallow of the mind.

COVETOUSNESS, like a candle ill-made, smothers the splendour of a happy fortune in its own grease.

THERE are graves no time can close.

WE seldom find people ungrateful so long as you are in a condition to serve them.

THE religion of Christ is peace and good-will.

THE religion of Christendom is war and ill-will.

FLATTERY is a sort of bad money to which our vanity gives

currency.

COMMENTATORS are folks that too often write on books as men with diamonds write on glass, obscuring light with scratches.

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