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New Zealand Herald and Auckland Gazette, Volume I, Issue 63, 26 March 1842, Page 3

Economy in a Family.—There is nothing which goes so far towards placing young people beyond the reach of poverty, as economy in the management of their domestic affairs. It matters not whether a man furnish little or much for his family ; if there is a leakage in his kitchen or in the parlor, it runs away he knows not how, and that demon waste cries more,like the horse-leech's daughter, until he that provided has no more to give. It is the husband's duty to bring into the house and it is the duty of the wife to see that nothing goes wrongfully out of it—not the least article, however unimportant in itself—to establish a precedent: nor under any pretence, for it opens the door for ruin to stalk in, and he seldom leaves an opportunity unimproved* A man gets a wife to look after his affairs, and to assist him in his journey through life, to educate and prepare his children for a proper station in life, and not to dissipate his property. The husband's interest should be the wife's eare, and her greatest ambition- to carry her uo farther than his welfare or happiness, together with that of her children. This should be her sole aim,and the theatre of her exploits in the bosom of her family, where she may do as much towards making a fortune as he can in the workshop or the counting room. It is not the money earned that makes a man wealthy—it is what he saves from his earnings. A good and prudent husband makes a deposit of the fruits of his labor with his best friend; and if the friend be not true to him, what has he to hope ? If he dare not place confidence in the companion of his bosom, where is he to place it ? A wife acts not for herself only, but she is the agent of many she loves, and she is bound to act for their good, and not for her own gratification. Her husband's good is the end to which she should aim—his approbation is her reward. Self-grati. s *arels, or indulgence in appetite, or more company than his purse can well entertain, are equally pernicious. The first adds vanity to extravagance —the second fastens a doctor's bill to a long butcher's account—and the latter brings intemperance, the worst of all evils, in its train.— Sunbury American, A Travelling Companion.—Two gentlemen travelling inside a stage-coach together,one being rather asthmatic, insisted on his right as the senior passenger of keeping the window close down. The younger traveller, not being master of verbal argument to beat his antagonist from this position, and besides most likely perceiving the extreme reasonableness of the thing, acquiesced, but stipulated that as he could not possibly ride in the dark, to be allowed to call for candles at the next inn. This was agreed to, and a pair of tallow dips being procured, he commenced blowing out alternately one and then the other, leaving the snuffs smouldering till his obstinate neighbor was fain to take refuge on the roof of the vehicle, and having taken his seat was politely offered the pair of candles to see to cough by. Danger op Female Society.—l cannot look in a pretty girl's face all a flashing so, without being kinder dazzled and scorched. It wakens me up this cold weather, and kindles such a pulse in my heart, that the blood runs through as hot as if it had run through a steamboat pfpe. And then the all fired things have so many sly ways of coming it over a fellow with them ere crincums crancums of theirn, that I don't think much of a fellow that can see their purty mouths work and not feel his own work too. If they sidle up, I can't held sidlin' up too if I died ; and when their eyes fall flash on me, I will right down under 'em as cut grass in Weathersfield of a hot summer day. It's nature all this, and I can't help it no how.— Jonathan Slick. Not Bad.—The last case of absence of mind, is that of a gentleman, who seeking to wind up his watch, wound up himself, and never perceived his mistake till his creditors objected to let him go on tick any longer. The following is given by a Baltimore journal as an actual conversation overheard at an hotel in New Orleans, during the prevalence of the cholera. ' How are you to-day.?''—" Only so, so—barkeeper, give me a stiff julep."— '* Do you know that our particular friend, J , kicked the bucket last night ?"—" You don't say so ? Will you take an anti-fogmatic ?"—" Don't care if I do. Miss K also has gone by the board!"— "The d—l! I was engaged to be married to her. What's the price of cotton this morning ?'*