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Waikato Times, Volume II, Issue 103, 28 December 1872, Page 3

A wise old lady, speaking of Adam naming all the animals, said she didn't think lie deserved any credit for naming the pig—any one would know what to call him. Calamity is often a whip to virtue and a spur to a great mind. Govern your thoughts when alone, and your tongue when in company. Adversity borrows its sharpest sting from our impatience. —Home. It may sound like a paradox, yet the breaking of both wingj of an army is a pretty sure way to make it fly. The boy who wished he was a fountahi so that lie might always be playing, didn't reflect that a fountain doesn't play unless it. works well. " Old a\ r e is coming upon me rapidly," as the urchin said, when he was stealing apples fro mi an old man's garden, and saw the owner coming, whip in hand. "Are you the mate of the ship?" asked an emigrant of the cook, who was an Irishman. —" No sir," was the reply : " I am the man who cooks the mate." Wealth, after all, is a relative thing, since he that has little and wants less is richer than he that has much but wants more. " 0 Tommy, that was abominable in you to eat your little sister's share of *he cake." " Why," said Tommy, "didn't you tell me, ma, that. I was always to take her part?" A French gentleman learning English to some purpose replied thus to the question—" How do you do, Monsieur?" "Do vat ?" " How do you find yourself?" " I never losses myself." " llow do you feel ?" " Saiooth, you just feel me." "Good morning Monsieur!" "Good. No, its a bad one ; it's vet and nasty."