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New Zealand Herald, Volume IV, Issue 1215, 7 October 1867, Page 4

The Living, not the Dead.—Dr. Dosey was ill; his friend, the Rev. Peter Quick,- applied to the patron for the next presentation; but the dootor recovered, and upbraidod the Rev. Peter with such a breach of friendship, saying, " You looked for my death." " No, no, doctor," said Peter, " you quite mistake ; it was your living I looked for."

The Question op Questions. —All ladies know, by instinct, how the question of questions should be asked, so asked as to make it tell. But very few young men know how to aak it gracefully. Loreetrickuil youths often act sorrily on occasions of this kind. The worst of it is, that those who would rnako tho beat hußbands often spoil their chauccs by floundering ridiculously at the critical moment. Saucy, world-hardened fellows, who never stammer, blush, or falter, not unfrequently carry off tho prize from unsophisticated excellence —the lady not discovering until too late that she hnß mistaken brass for gold.

Scotch Perseverance.—One day, as a number of Yankees were amusing themselves by trying who could throw a stone farthest across a river, a Ncotchmau came up, and was looking on, when one of the Yankees aßked him to try his strength. "Man,.! could throw yersel' across tho river, far les3 a atane, was the reply of the Scotchman. The Yankee wagered him ft dollar he wouldn t. The Btakes were handed over, and then tho Scotchman took off his coat, and barod his arms, and lifted him _up and threw him inta the rivor. While the Yankea was scrambling out of the' river, amidst the laughter of the bystanders, the Scotchman wbb busily engaged in rolling up his sleeves, and when the_ Yankee claimed the wager, ho coolly replied, 11 1 didna promise to dae't the first time though." The Yankee, however, deoh'ned to give him a second trial, and the stakes were handed over to the Scotchman,