Miscellaneous.

Wairarapa Standard, Volume XX, Issue 2023, 28 January 1887, Page 2 (Supplement)

Miscellaneous.

••Our First Gray Hair.” As the first big pal Iciing drops tint fall Will) a splash mi t-h:■ lattice pane. Make ns shiver arul start, as they warn us all Of a storm, or of coming rain. So it is with life, when we are growing old, And age steals unaware. We shiver and start if the truth were told, At the sight of our first gray hair. We mark not the light of our noonday hoars. lake the first streaks (he dawn doth bring; We hail not the birth of our summer flowers As we do the first snowdrops of spring ; On the bleak winter wind we look not with grief. Though it howl through the branches bare. Hut we sigb when we witness the brown autumn leaf, Aud behold nature's first gray hair. Cl ray hairs may come when the beaming eye

Has none of its brightness lost, When with buoyant heart we would lain deny Youth’:! I’nbiean has been crossed ; Vet the ivy-clad tree looks young and green, Though a sapless trunk may be there, And naught of decay on our checks maybe seen

When we witness our first gray hair. Come early, come late, like a knock at the gate. Is that first soft silvery thread ; And it joins with its silence the years that

await With the rears for ever fled ; It silently toils us we’re journeying on— It silently questions—Where? 0, a. faithful milestone, wore the truth but known, Is seen in our first gray hair.

The Royal Nurse.

A Prouv Aught a Qubkn ,vm> a rTiisretAx.

litre is a true story which, though slightly irreverent, to royalty, I cannot resist telling. There was a kingdom m one of the four quarters of the world, which was presided over by a most, estimable lady. Like the old lady who resided in a shoe, herolispring were numerous ; but, unlike that old lady, she wasn't troubled in her mind as to what, to do. Parliament was always handy with votes and allowances, tn due time the. offspring grew up and married, and intimated mamma's e v.unple in the matter o£ a numerous progeny. And then mamma became, a most affectionate grandmother and spent a large portion ot her time in rushing from one interesting event to the other. The moment the white lad glove went up on the knocker, mamma was there. She took possession of the room, she gave her directions, she instructed the physicians, she objected to everything new fashioned and was learned in the saws of the sick rooms of a past generation. Good, loving, affectionate, tender, womanly, gentle—everything that a grandmother ought to be on these happy occasions—but decidedly fussy. The nurses lost their temper, but said nothing; the servants grinned and bore it; the mother smiled and begged her not to worry herself; but the physicians chafed and grow red in the face, and, as far as they dared do, resented her interference. On a recent)occasion, so I road in one of the journals of the kingtfewb which I have had translated for me, the good grandmother went so far as to tell the physician she didn’t think this was right and she preferred that, and, as the mamma was really ill and the physician was a bit worried about the case, the royal fusiness annoyed him more than usual. He said notbiuc,however, but bowed, leaving his sovereign in the bedroom and went to an adjoining apartment to consult with another physician, who had preceded him thitfcer. Grandmamma suddenly remembered another question she wanted to ask and followed him. tfficopened the door just in time to hear the physician make this remark to his colleague; “ I say, , that old lady has mistaken her vocation. ,Sbe ought to hove been a monthly nurse.” "Thatold lady" is a kind old lady and appreciates a joke: so she pretended to have heard nothing and took r,o notice of the boiled lobster appearance which the face of the renowned physician assumed at her unexpected entrance. lint some months afterward, when a socialist riot broke out in tbe capital, the physician, who was attending another member of the family, referred to the disturbance. Ah 1” said bis royal mistress. “perhaps (here will bo, a revolution and 1 shall bedrivenfrom the thioue. Never mind; lean take tip my proper vocation then and go out as a monthly nurse.’' Tbe face of the physician went so red that the princesses, who were present, mistook it for the Republican flag and fM 3n ,i looked themselves in their rooms.

A Burled (ieitius.

Joseph lions is an obscure pnest. serving a lloek of ignorant peasants m a French village. lie has had no opportunities for cnltnvc beyond what his priest’s education gave him. His lot has not allowed him to vi-if, Paris, or to asseciattfnrith men of lettei-. Ihit he has just published a hook of “Thoughts," which ia setting Paris wild ; it is so fresh, sincere, brilliant, and profound. Hi ; is essentially a literary mind. Theo- ■■Thoughts” are full of exquisite epigrams and keen criticism?. We quote a few sent cnees, translated in IV •u'!: ; Shakspcarc : greater than hi.toiv. a-cleat ns poetry, he alone would sutlire fort he literature ef ii nation. Addison ; Shak-peare ;s;in eeean ; Addison an nuuarinm. Milton : he-mp;ec.vtir.v him baon-d.hatred like f.ut.’ib r, iove, like J■.v-■, and repentance like. Adam. Goldsmith : hi-" Vicar of WaUetieM/’iranslated by Charles N’odler. atlneln .»if...■ if (othe memory a.- with nailsol '.'"ld 1 dietin' a (ierman Twin;: enpeioMavrd at Corinth, bi'liiller : has put i»(o drama hief--ry real in a dream.

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"'lnland : lias .ornptoed emc- i | )a f are but baila.b. I’uiecr lei'. compaßC'i ballads (|, a f :uc but epics. v I "Itaire : bus the Bind of a cmrlif r and the heart of a cmirtetan. George Sand : likoCirce, she changes all her lovers into beastai Kxaet stenograph/ harm- a discourse as photography barms « face. In order that lace and discourse shield seem beautiful cm canvas and parch me*, they mu the touched U[». S‘To us. with our vjjliacular education, it seems almost njcojbebonsiblu that one should come to the oßsciousiuss of ail his literary judgments tfl|ugh the l.atin, lint Peru lloux says, witlfill the enthusiasm of the old la.shionc i liuß|mst;-, who have pone out u£ fashion ; JE Oh I the splendid ■kguage 1 How 1 love it I I learned Latiußth as much heart as though it had been tMspceeh ot my father and mother. I do noßold it in my memory ; I have it in my cntrß. I long thought in Latin iu order to speßin French. My prose, and my verses are fIM of Latinisms, t’re. raeditatedj? Xo ; coiß there by grace.

Daniel B. Clymfl CX Mayor of Reading, Pennsylvania, sKs that onions inhaled cause ple'cp, rest The sdldier on his march add iron worker get great strength Ba eating the onion. Tie‘a fresh o'nion the neck and braise it to make it's odor and you secure sound sleep from inhalation.