Chess.

The following game recently played between two Auckland amateura has excited more than ordinary interest^among several of our chess-players : White Black MX JAKISS. MR KIOB. (French opening.) 1 Pto K4 IP to K3 2 Pto (24 2 Pto Q4 3 P toKS 3 PtoQ B4 4 PtoQ B3 4 Xt to QB3 5 J3 to Q Kis 5 Qto y Kt3 6 BtuQM 6 P takes P 7 Q takes P 7 BtoQ B4 8 QtoK B4 8 Bto Q2 9 B cakes Kb 9 B takes B 10 KttaK2 10 PtoKR4 11 KctoQ4 11 KttoKK3 12 Pbo Xli 312 Castles (Q side) 13 Pto CJ X.A 13 B takes Xt 14 Q takes B 14 KttoKß4 15 Q cakes Q 15 P takes Q 1(> PtoQ K4 1G Pto Q5 17 Castles 17 KtoQ B2 IS P toQ Bt 13 Pto QG 19 810 Q2 19 Xt to Q5 20 Pto Q Kts 20 Xt to K7 (eh) 21 Kto X 112 21 Bto K5 22 Pto Q Lvs 22 P takeß P 23 B takes P (oh) 23 PtoQ Xt 3 24 Bto Q Kt4 24 QittoQ Rsq 25 KttoQ2 25 BtoKB4 2(3 RtoQttf 20 KtoQKtS 27 KRtoQ Rsq 27 PtoK B3 28 PtoQ B5 28 P takes P 29 P takes P 29 R takeaiß 30 R takes R 30 RtoQ Rag 31 R takes It 31 X takes R 32 P takes P 32 P takes P 33 P" to Q KtG 33 Xt to QB6 34 Xt to QB4 34 Bto K5 35 Ii to K3 35 Xt to Q Ktß 315 Xt to Q2 • 3G Xt takes K6 37 V> takes Xt 37 Pto K4 3S PtoK B3 38 Bto X Kt3 39 Kto Xt Bti 39 Pto K5 40 PtoK B4 40 Kto Q Kt2 41 Bto K3 41 Pto Q7 42 B takes P 42 X takes P 43 BtoQ B3 43 PtoK B4 44 KtoK B2 44 KtoQ B4 45 Kto X Kc3 45 Kto Q4 46 KtoK K4 26 Pto K6 47 Kto X Kts 47 BtoK sq 48 X takes B P 4S BtoQ B3 49 Pto X Kt3 49 Bto Q2 (eh) 50 Kto X Kcs 50 B takes R P 51 Iv takes P 51 Bto Q2 52 Kto X Kts 52 Kto K3 o.{ PtoK B3 (eh) 53 KtoK B2 54 PtoK BG 54 Pto K7 55 BtoK sq 55 Bto K3 Drawn Game.

Why He Didn't Get Up.

Widow Taxa'aii ill's boy was very hard upon paufcs last Winter. He would slida down hill on shingles and play sea-saw upon unplaned boards. And so hi 3 mother, at last in despera tion, placed a sheet-iron patch upon the seat of his pantaloons, and informed him that when that was wnnn out he might go bare-legged. A few days ago the boy was hanging around the foundry, and after a while he took a seat upon a pile of pig-iron so that he could watch the men running the molten metal into the molds. It hap pened to be iron that had been made out of magnetic ore, and the conse quence was that when young Mr. 'JL'annahill tried to rise for the purpose of going home he found that the affec tion of the patch to the pig-iroa held him fast, tie couldn't imagine what was the matter and he felt scared about it, but after several ineffectual attempts he abandoned the hope, and began to cry. Just then the foreman came out, and seeing the boy, he said to him: ' vFhat's tlie matter, sonny ?' 1 NothinV '.Anything ail you?' ' Never you mind/ ' Why don't you hush and go home ?' ' 'Cause I want to sit here. I want to sit here and think about suffin'.' ' Well, now you just git down off of them pigs and leave, Come now, skip.' v o I won't nuther.' ' Hurry up, now, or I'll lick you like thunder.' ' I bet you won't.' ' sTou get down off that pile or I'll boot you down quicker'n lightning.' ' I'd like to see you do it/ Then the foreman dashed at Tanna hill and tried to haul him off; but he was amazed to find that the boy was too heavy for him, He was a little scared, but he called one of the work men, and after, a struggle they stood him on the ground. Then they obser ved that he had two pigs of iron per manently attached crosswise to his trowsers, so that as soon as they let go of him he suddenly had to sit down. Finally they gave him a terrific wrench and got him loose, but the sheet-iron patch stuck to the iron, and My. Tannahili's shirt fluttered through an opening big enough to set a lay window in. Then the boy went home, and now the Widow Tannahill has brought suit against the foreman for the value of the wrecked trowsers. The case excites much interest, for the question is, was the sheet-iron patch to blame, or the magnetism in

the pig-iron, or the foreman trying to keep the boyffrom going through the world with two: hundred pounds of pig-iron on his rear. Blaekstone's Commentaries don't say a word about such "a case, and the lawyers are wild because they can't find] k any authorities.

Changed his Mind.

A. subscriber to tho Elizabeth News went into the office a few days ago and ordered his paper stopped because he differed with JSichard La Kue in the views of subsoiling fence rails. Kichard conceded the man's right to stop the paper, and remarked, coolly, as he looked over his list:

' Did you know Jim-jSowders, down at Hardscrabble ?'

' Well, he stopped his paper last week because I thought a farmer was a great fool who didn' know that timothy was a good thing to graft on huckleberry bushes, and he died in less than four hours.'

' Lor! is that so?' said the astonished stranger.

'Yes; and you knew old George Erickson, down on Eagle creek ?' ' I've heard of him.'

1 Well,' said Bichard gravely, 'he stopped his paper because 1 said he was the happy father of twins, and congratulated him on his success so late in life. He fell dead within twenty minutes. There's lots of similar cases, but it don't matter. I'll just cross your name, though yoa don't look strong, and there's a bad color in your nose.'

'dee here, Mr. La Eve,' said the subscriber, looking somewhat alarmed, fI believe I'll just keep on -another year, 'cause I always did like your paper; and come to think about it, you're a young man and some allowance orter be made,' and he departed, satis fied that he made a very narrow escape from death.

Snakes at Natal.

The puff-adder is a most dangerous snake, being of the colour of the dead leaves on which ho is fond of curling himself np, and of so sluggish and sleepy a natnre that ho will not trouble himself to move out of one's way ; it is difficult to always avoid treading on him. His bite is most deadly, and he has the dangerous habit of strik ing backward, not forward like other snakes. A few people have, I believe, recovered from the effect of a puff-adder's bite, but very few ; they generally die in about a quarter ot an hour, going quietly sleep. The only chance of a cure is to keep constantly walking, and to drink quantities of raw brandy, and to take doses of eau-de-luce. When the Kaffirs kill a snake they take some of the venom from its head, which they carry in a little bag round their necks, and, if bitten, swallow a little, which the}' say is a cer tain euro. There is even a worse snake in Natal than the puff-adder—fortunately a rare one —the black imamba, one of the very few that will venture an attack without provocation. Many people say that it will even follow a person for miles ; but I rather doubt this, uuless tho per son's road happens to run between it and its home, and then I dare say it would do so. Perhaps every one does not know that cats are snake proof. A bito has no effect on them; we had an opportunity of proving this. A short time after we came to Oakham -we -were out strolling about, looking at our new possessions, when we were startled by hearing a pecu liar shriek from one of the children, evidently a scream of terror. We rushed up into the house and into the dining room, whence the sounds came, and there was our little boy in a frantic state of fright, with a long green imamba wrigg ling about on the floor in front of him. engaged in a fierce tussle with a large tortoise-shell cat, one we had brought from the town. Which would have got the best of it, had they been left to flight it out, I cannot say, for the coolie rushed in and killed the snake. The cat had bitten out one of its eyes, and in return had got a wound on its face" that swelled up to an enormous size, but beyond that he seemed none the worse for his encoun ter, and in a few days puss was quite himself again; and we felt very grateful to him ever after for having, in all pro bability, saved our little boy's life.— 1 Fraser's Magazine.'

Urging a Calf.

[From the Easton Free Press ]

He was a small but muscular boy, and the calf was probably two months old, with a developement of unadulterated cussedness that would do credit to a Georgia Ku-Klux Klan captain. There was a rope between them, and, as they went down feouth Third stroet, bets m ere even as to whether the boy was leading the calf or the calf leading the boy. The calf made a dash for the Central Express office. The boy pulled him back, and ho made a dash for the boy, who ran round a wagon and fell over a water melon pile; the proprietor whereof swore coDiously;

• Come back here, you rascally clod buster, and pay for'this^melon.' >>gj

' Say, M-'h-ister ; whoa—give me] my —thunderation on you—hat, won't yer ?' And the r calf kicked up jihis. heels and b-a-a-d, apd tried to run into a store, but the boy sat back on the line with all his strength, and suddenly sat down in the mud as the calf altered his mind and turned around to look at him. Then went quietly ten. steps till a little dog barked, when it took four-circles around the boy in as many seconds, tying his legs up in the line bringing him down in tke mud again, and dragging him around until he looked like an old hat that had been run over by the ice cart for Wo seasons.

A philanthropic fat man went to the boy's assistance, but the calf kicked him on the shin aad batted him in the con denser so that he sat down on the curb stone and tried to die easy. Then the boy and calf entangled themselves and started down the street like a mail train behind time, until the calf, scaring at something, stopped suddenly, and the boy fell over it and lost the rope. The calf at once took to his keeta, every boy in the street running after and grabbing at the rope, until it got tangled in the bridge, when his conductor caught him by the ear and tail, and a lively fight took place all across the bridge and out of sight, while everybody along the street pro ceeded to tell how easy it is to lead a calf, if you only go their way about it.

The Actor's Terrible Room-mate.

"Whew Baymond the actor was travelling with a poor troupe in the South, in 1857, he stopped at a wretched tavern in Mobile, a^iiad to take a two-bedded room in the attic and leave his door open^jwp'lne next coiner. After the th£MMgjma.B out he sat up in bed, studyiipipPHew part by the light of a tallow^'dip, when ill walked a perfect type of a desp.ej^tflb] In his hand the man carried,'a'long knife dripping with blood', and*this he flung upon the table with a fearful oath, saying' I cut his heart out this time.' .Raymond's hand instinctively crept under the pillow, where a six shooter was reposing. The man asked Mr. Baymond if he was ' sound on the goose 1; he replied that there was no sounder. After that the man laid the blood-stained knife within an inch of the other's terrified nose, and turned iv for the night. Sleep was banished from the eyes of the young actor. He pegged away faithfully at his part till the candle sank down and expired with a groan. In the morning early the- man rose, and, after wiping the blood off his knife upon the table-cover, stalked out. Mr. Baymond was not slow in following suit, and, going down to the office, inquired who his strange room-mate was. So one knew any thing about him ; they had not seen him come, nor had they seen him go, and his name was not on the register. Mf. Bayznond went immediately o police headquarters and inquired whether any one had been murdered the night before. He was told that nothing of the kind had happened, and then he related his story. The chief thought it worth looking into, and he and the actor started out together. As they turned down a side street Raymond clutched his companion by the arm and said, ' There he is,' pointing to a great strapping man standing in a pool of blood. The chief ivervfc quietly up behind him, and throwing his arms around his waist, said, ' Tou are my prisoner, sir.' The man made mo effort to escape, and the chief looking down in front of him, saw an immense hog, completely cut to shreds. 'There he lies,' said the man ; 1 1 met him last night, when I was pretty full, and I cut the heart out of him. I did not stop to see whether it was man or beast, and this morning I traced him here by his blood. "Well, I'm glad it is not a man, for it would have been all the same.' Baymond told this story himself to ' Brunswick' of the Boston Saturday Evening Gazette.

Marriage Among the Grarrow Tribes of Bengal.

Maeeiage is arranged by the young couples themselves, but if their parents refuse their compliance, the friends of the lovers assemble and beat them into com pliance ! It may be reversed. She seeks out her husband, and gives a feast to her friends on the day fixed for the marriage. After this, her friends carry the bride to the river and bathe her. The whole party then move to the bride groom's house. On seeing the procession he affects to hide himself, but this is only a colorable pretence, for he soon allows himself to be caught, and, like the bride, carried to the river and bathed. His parents have now their turn. Raising an unearthly funeral howl, they seize on their darling son. and pretend to wish to retain him hy force. The mocked resist uuco over, the ceremony is completed by a

cock and a hen being sacrificed, the whole winding up with a drunken, savage feast. In this curious ceremony the reader will see the remains of that ancient and very widespread idea of marriage by force. In this case, however, it is the man and not the woman who is supposed to be forcibly united in the bonds of wedlock. The G-arrows are divided into ' Maharis,' and a man is not allowed to marry a girl of his own ' Mahari.'

All Sorts of Hairs.

I suppose you youngsters think all hairs are alike, except as to color, but that is only because your eyes are not very sharp. If your eyes were as sharp as a microscope, you could tell from the tiniest slice of a hair whether it grew on a boy or a quadruped. A human hair, I am told, looks in that searching little instrument, like a hollow tube, quite transparent, and marked with irregular lines around it. On looking very closely, these lines are seen to be the ends of separate surface coats, or bark of the hair. Think of your hairs having bark! Inside the thin, scaly covering is a fibrous substance, from the bulb where it begins to the point. The color of the hairs is decided by the color of the fluid that Slid this transparent tube. A cat's hair looks, under this prying instrument, like the trunk of an old rough palm tree, while a bat's hair resembles flowers of a trumpet shape, stuck into each other to form a chain. A bat from India has the trumpet shaped cups expanded very wide, and notched on the edge. Hair from the head of a bee is pointed and set with short hairs, standing straight out from the stem; and the hairs of a caterpillar are like stout horny rods, drawn to a point, and set with spines on each side.

This is very queer, but there's another thingiabont it. If the hairs of sheep, and other.'animals whose hair is used in

Soanafaotures, had not rough scales which clasp and mat together, they could not be made into felting. That is what makes broadcloth and other woollen cloth so firm and strong!—[Si; Nicholas for September.

A Petulant Lady.

In her ' Old Woman's G-ossip' in the October Atlantic, Mrs. Francis Anne Kemble says: Lady Caroline Lamb I never saw, bat from friends of mine who were well acquainted with her I have heard manifold instances of her extraordinary character and 'conduct. I remember my friend Mr. Harness telling me that, dancing with him one night at a great ball, she suddenly amazed him by the challenge: ' G ueth how many pairth of thtockingth I have on.' (Her ladyship lisped, and her particular graciousness to Mr. Harness was the result of Lord Byron's school intimacy with and regard for him.) Finding her partner quite unequal to the piece of divination proposed to him, she put forth a very pretty little foot, from which she lifted the petticoat ankle high, lisping out' Thixth.' I believe it was on the occasion of that same ball that she asked Lord Byron to waltz with her, when, prob ably irritated by the impertinent dis regard of the infirmity which was always so bitter a mortification to him, he noc only refused, saying, ' You know I cannot,' but added, ' and you or any other woman ought not.' (flis poetical vituperation of the dance, then first coming into vogue, will be re membered). Upon this rebuff the lady went to a dressing-room, and, throw ing open a window, rushed out upon the balcony, and, exclaiming in the words of St. Preux under the rocks of La Meilleraie 'La roche est escarpee! I'eau est profondee /' prepared to precipi tate herself, not into the blue waters of Lake Leman, but on to the hard hearted pavement of a London street, which travesty of Bousseau's tragedy being timely averted by a friendly and firm clutch at her> ladyship's skirts behind, she desired to have a glass of water, which being brought her, she set her teeth in the glass and broke it, and proceeded to cut her throat with the jagged edge this being also interfered with as injudicious, she was finally persuaded to postpone her des pair to a more convenient season, and go home to bed. I have heard another version of the above attempted suicide, which made a pair ot scissors, snatched from the dressing-table and about to be plunged into her bosom, the remedy of the lady for her outraged feelings.

Mrs Millis was asked the other day how she managed to get along so nicely with Mr. Millis, and frankly replied : ' Oh, I feed him well. When s, woman marries, her happiness for a little while depends upon the state of her husband's heart ; after that, it's pretty much according to the state of his stomach. 1

Jane Farnell, of London, charged with cruelly beating her child aged two years and a half, brought a counter-charge of assault against the infaat, who, she asserted, spat in her face and struck he.. The magistrate failed to see the force of the counter-charge, and denounced as ' absurd ' the mother's statement that the infant? was unmanageable.

LIHES ON THE DEATH 01?^ONLY~3^ . . thorn Tln\Xnity.PMaftd'mygelltleb^ The fell destroyer's iron'hand Seized on tby youthful brow • Ere my sweet bad had burst to bloom In the grave 'twill wither new* • Tis hard, O God. to bear thisi^ To lose my only one W*' | Tl«e?^S^:v^: Oh loved one thoa art miasad at morn a f W- hl a * t he p *le mooa beams ' At midnight hour? Ah no! not «.„ Thou'rt with me in my dream, 6n ' 1 rih6e gently breathe, And kisj thy downy cheek, ' ■ nil morn dUpels my dream of jot And leaves my heart to break. Tis then I haar thy well-known voica And see thee as thou'st smiled «£.* u1 ever wase from Bl«ep.' Which gives me back my chUd? My loss, my boy !is for thy g am •' Thou art ia he*ven now ' A bright immorsal diadem' Sarroands thy gentie brow. i , ■ T^? B|o.iy of a Saviour's throne .Uothoer thea radiance shed ' " Ah rest thee, little slumoerer !'' ' 4 - Peace to the quiet dead i •': >■,

J-H. G. ■

Varieties.

Why is a chickea-pie like a o nn „•» shop? Because it .co!t AilSSf What gentleman caa, with any P LS ask a fat woman to lean on his arm ? '' A California paper, having obtained a„. subscriber, records the startling fat ; ' half-column article headed, « S fiU Sfi Our coarse endorsed by the people ' A Southern editor offara to namely baby after the person who p iya thelon^ subscription in advance. What a 3 the fortunate subscriber ! It wouldL b 2 while trymg the game on in this count? This laconic but sensible German omL be sent out to lecture among the peoJK temperance :-«I aalS tell you how it 2n drank mmc lager; den I put mi Qe hand mine head, and der vosh vone pain tL put mine hand on mine body,. and d'erev« anoder pain. Den I put mine hand ml pocket, and dere ras nothing. So I iinejS de demperance. Now dere is,no pi i mine head, and de pain in mine body™ gone avay. I put mine hand in mine m^ and der vas twenty tollers. So I sfov 2 ac demperance.' 1 'Have you caught any fi 3 h, Bab?' «wl » gentleman of a small urciiin, who «i fishing. 'Yes, Sir, a good eel/^Il exhibiting one about eighteen inches low 1 The good little boy who goes homed tells his mother how he rebuked hucojl , panions for robbing birds' nests willpeiiiJ pass the pantry twenty times that venrdil —and still find it locked. How ignorj parents are, and how little they uaderatoJ their children. I * Yes, Sir,' promptly replied the bov'uU grocer asked him if he wanted anything 'I want two ounces of ki and two ounces J pepper.' •Ki?ki ?' queried the astonish! man. 'Yea, sir, mother told me 'to"ail and pepper here and some coraet strings I the corner.' It was a good while befwetll grocer got hold of the right article. ■•■■ | Mrs Smith sent Johnny to set an oldhtal and told him to set; it well. After perfom] ing the task Johnny came back. 'Well did you set the hen well ?' ' Oh, yes, makl I set her all right.' ' How many eggs didl you put under her?' 'Forty.' 'FprfyJ what in the world did you put that nunJ under her for?' ' Well, mammy, yoa toll me to set her well and I thought I'dgifßtwl old hen a chance to spread herself.' ■!■ jB Belles call many young fellows to ohdil A London tea merchant -advertises m 'one thousand ladies to help to^extendin business." "l

The number of lady clerks in the saving bank department of the LondonPoat-officsi now about thirty, and will shortly toil creased.

A Tennessee girl, riding on the cars, c sed the aisle, kicked a young man opagt the window, and remarked : 'I was k up never to allow a yaller-eyed maatoi at me!' . -

A Tennessee girl told a fellow shewoi give him a kiss.if he would catch har. Sbi ran well till she got out of sight of the A folks, and then gave in. This shows ft* a Tennessee girl will do when she's hri run. , ' Sarah, you're a good gal, but there ain't no gal a-going to call for two plates of i cream on me and keep me for her;'falls were the closing remarks of a young ges" man upon parting with his inamorata. Mr Anderson of Lochdhu, a well-too* farmer in the North of Scotland, at apa dinner given to Viscount Macduff■the.ofll day, told the following story :—'There* more plucky young nobleman thanKsl* ship. I will tell you a story about him.' went to a small tenant in the county Nairn. He was not very sure that them would promise to give him his vote; bit went to his wife and she promisei H lordship sat down on a stool and talked her, and she offered him a dram. 'fi°> * lordship says, ' I can't drink whiskey, toj will take a cup of tea with you.' libn* desired effect, gentlemen; he got .the ti there; and the next time that James wen' Nairn, his wife, says to him—'Noo, J*"08 remember that young gentleman that, 1" here, Lord Macduff. You take sometime ail extra dram; but if you would live lib he does, I would never grudge yqs a fIBP tea, instead o' a dram.'' ■ An old woman in Bridgeport, Conn.ijf has pasted nearly five thonsand ;medi recipes in a book during the past forfyT6l has never been sick a day in bar We,'U*1 is growing discouraged. Some people' born to ill-luck, Blie says.

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