SUPPLEMENT TO THE AUCKLAND EVENING STAR.

An Innocent Flirtation.

\h_d any one hinted to Helen Morrisor that she was inclined to flirtation, she would have resented it. Mr. John Robertson knew this, and he, therefore, in parting with her, did not venture to more . than implore that she would be true to him, and not suffer new scenes and faces to overshadow his image in her heart. Uven this mildly expressed doubt Miss flforrison did not take in very good part; hut answered, with a little loftiness, 'if he considered such a request necessary, and could not trust her anywhere and under aD y cir—' Whereupon he hastened to interrupt with the soothing assurance that his confidence in her was as fixed as the rock of Gibraltar, and that he believed to be as true to him as—in his agitation he could not immediately recollect the 'needle to the pole,' so he substituted hastily,' as the moon to the earth,' which, as it proved, mas a much truer compßri- SO n than he hadhad a thought of. They were not exactly engaged, for Jfr. Morrison, Helen's uncle, had with that slowness and lack of appreciation of the generous and unmercenary impulses of youth characteristic of old-fogyism, positively insisted upon a _' condition ' to that desired consummation, involving something about' a year's waiting,' * sue-1 cessful practice' and ' means sufficient.' j Thereat the lovers were, of course, ex tremely disgusted. ' Money the price of loye!'Helen had said, scornfully. 'Why, one might as well be a Circassian slave !' And 'a whole year to wait!' John Robert sonhadmuttered,disconsolately, 'as though I vrere a young Methuselah !' Despite which remark we must do him the justice to say that in his secret judgment he admired the sense of the thing, as re garded money and practice. "He knew very well that howsoever paradisaical life might appear to himself and Helen as lorers, yet that it was an Eden wherein roast beef does not grow out of the ground, nor ready cooked mutton-chops hang on • trees. 'By the sweat of thy brow,' mut tered John Robertson, thoughtfully ; and he went back to his dingy little office, with the brand-new sign over the door, ; th„e to work away, heart and soul, for &c dear love he bore Helen Morrison, while that young lady departed for Germany with her uncle and aunt, to whom the medical waters had been re- j commended, It was to Bubbleschwalenburg that Mr. Morrison first took his wife and niece, that well-known half-gay, half-dismal little North German spa, where people bathe and dance, and make love and break each other's hearts, and win and lose fortunes, and blow out their own brains, all ill utter disregard of the rest of the world. And here, while Mrs. Morrison | passed her time in a chrysalis state of 1 wet blankets, whence she expected to emerge again a gay butterfly of fashion, | and Mr. Morrison spent his leisure in | luxuriously loun^iag in the water, with ! a cup of coffee and a newspaper floating on i a level with his chin, like a highly res- | pectahle elderly merman, their fair niece | was necessarily left to find what occu-;i' pation and amusement she could. These at first consisted in gazing at Mr. Johnjp Robertson's miniature, in writing longj letters with innumerable P. S.'s. to Mr,: John Robertson, and in meditating upon^. the time when she and John Robert»on*B were again to meet. But the pretty-^ American girl could not go unnoticed; wherefore in a week's time she found that she had not so much leisure for these^j things. There were introductions, fol lowed by invitations to dance, to walk, to_t drive, "all of which she could hot well; refuse; and so the letters grew a littler shorter, and the studies of Mr. John'V Robertson'sfgood-looking, clever, sensible American face rather, less frequent than 1 before ; arid when at length.it was an- m nounced that the officers of the gaLantP ; Twelfth Hussars, stationed near. Bubble-^ sohwalenburg, were about to give their „ annual ball at the spa, the little writing- 5 case and the miniature were put away -to 1 make room for the laces and the ribbons i which were to adorn Miss Morrison on I that auspicious occasion. Very brilliant indeed it was. What 1 with the garlanded pillars, inlaid floor and i dazzling lights of the ball-room, and the j glittering uniforms of the officers and ex- ; quisite toilets of the ladies, and the music, f and the smiles, and the intoxicating waltz, it seemed a very scene of enchantment to at least the younger portion of the com pany. What a mysterious and all-power- j ml charm there is for the female mind in a i military uniform, or a uniform of "any sort, | indeed, short of that of a State prison; J The fact is one of the most remarkable ( th_t has ever defied physiological re- , search and psychological investigation. . And how doubly potent must have been " the charm of these gorgeous habiliments when decking the persons of heroes 'such 88 the Twelfth—tall, well-formed, hand- . . some, haughty, yet with tender tones „nd j melting glances, which have already this evening won the hearts and turned the heads of half the weak and lovely women in that brilliant throng! -What'wonder ; that they,look with unutterable scorn ;; Upon the insignificant black-coated civi- '.' Hans whose notice erst they courted, and that. to-night their sleeping dreams will hcipf; hoaven —a heaven fullof masculine . angels in gorgeous uniforms that never fade;'and of golden harps playing ravish ing waltzes that never cease! 'Where the beauty never waneth, „ Where the brightness never dies.' Ah, me! If such happiness could butlast. Many eyes are directed to one particu lar couple, who go airily floating past in that bewildering valse. A sylph-like, graceful girl, in a simply elegant toilet, and a tall, blue-eyed, fair-haired young officer, than whom no one in the saloon is more distinguished-lookiug. Their names are whispered here and there amidst the lookers-on. ' Miss Morrison —American; Captain Carl yon Weber —Hussars.' There is a slight look of consciousness on the lady's half-smiling, half-blushing face; but her partner is as oblivious of observation as though they two were floating together through the azure fields of Heaven to ' The inborn melody of starry Bpheres.' His arm daintily clasps her slender waist; his blue eyes rest upon her half averted face, and his handsome head, noble and beautiful as that of a young Antinous, bends so low that the fair mus tache nearly touches her glossy brown hair. And with what an easy, almost -ethere*' #3ce they float past; he wbi«« [tne¥ mi A^iJ-

pause, ofV Q the- **** fls or brief B__il.nl I Sli m? SlC > and I stiil half a iWkS- hai f-bIllshing, and rir and then c jusc lifting her eyes with a;iddenlight 1 » n AA 1S not *very one so can talk 1 UfV at onee ' and b°th tperfection, 3 as this young officer is doi| and cer -1 _£T 7 * __ this ' as in otheiball-room 3 Jnr? 8, t genial German anthe versa " a enchman surpass the scfar.English 3 ana the rather awkward, mier-of-fact ; American. John Robertson fed. never , danced like this, or made hiself thus I agreeaole to Helen MorrisonlThe idea . occurred to her vaguely, in nionscious > comparison; and then all thougi of John - ispbertson was dismissed for it night, , and she was loitering through h illumi ; nated garden alleys of the Eisaal, on t Captain Yon Weber's arm, and |w more , frequently looking up into the'ue eyes that seemed watching so eagerly ir those fiances. And by-and-by— Heata only knows how it came about—her Jind was clasped in that of her coibanion, c t° _ the fair sui"face where he lips ot John Robertson had laffc rested, breathed the passionate kisi )f the young German hussar, scarcelr ciecked or chidden. And neither'of them noticed a young girl, hardly sixeea, with a lair, dimpled face, very paleiiow, and large earnest blue eyes, who, laiiing on the arm of a stout, puffy, nidle-aged man, just glanced at them as se passed, and averted her eyes as from&mething too painful to behold. Had the?een her, Helen Morrison might have wodered at the strange expression on the fir young face, and Captain Carl Yon Web might have felt ashamed of himself. Heaven knows he had cause t<be so. For three months past his love'or Ger- '. trude Freiland, the pretty daugb!>r of the rich miller, had been the talk ofthe gar rison, and the standing topic _th the coffee and - scandal parties of Bubble schwalenburg. So earnest, inded, was his devotion that many among hisbrother officers predicted that he would mary her, in spite of his aristocratic familj while the ladies of the above-mentionet social assemblies, as ladies always do, bok an opposite and much worse view of tfe case. Not that they knew anything postively, but—ahem! And it was very fofunatc for poor little Gertrude that nonjimong those moral vultures scented thi dear j twilight meetings by the old mill-da'h, and '. tl>~ J.J-T- ,j, ( r< .,~ . - -jf^^ d.*"" I 5'1 --™ *^r '"•'s-'s'. -■'■WJ'iiti-; iW.t •" .'c:#:.'.? ■; ■■■' rt~- i ?'i'-!; rt.-'jr* {ij'it _u7. n.ictrt) !?',•*, * '%.•■ •-> ■»*' J SfchWi "»'PWIi '( v '.!;,!?it'li ii>C.:t u-i ■'■'-«; "»' f~—■ I _-r.>.-t-sirc€t T A-A.,-K'-n_. ):*-. {". i t.. ~.._ .....;. ~..1, , ; |V;,,., ■■v/ri lipi- 'I 1: T 'B it "■!">' _>_> 1 ij' ■ ' '""' :.;. ; sim___ _?scti;T^?Av.T'-'---;■{■■■.'•■ ■-.| %„^*jnt J ■!«**'*» '*3_>' Sates* &««„& *s^*;_» ■:.:■ : _ _ w ss "~:Zj:r :"i.;.' 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Not alone, mind you, for in the creed of the fair members of the coflee-and scandal parties there seemed some myste rious and deadly social siri in the mere cir cumstance of two young persons of the opposite sexbeingalonetogether anywhere. Somebody must see them; somebody must be able to vouch that the two con ducted themselves with the strictest propriety, else nobody will believe it of them; certainly not the coffee-and-aeandal consumers. _* » , Still Captain Yon Weber managed to find opportunity of saying to Miss Mom son all that he wished to say. She was uot untouched by his devotion, and there were times when the thought occurred that were she not an American girl and in love with John Robertson, how devo tedly could she love this handsome chivalrous young German soldier. But she could not be faithless to John Robert son (what an ugly name by-the-by); and he didUthink, considering^^difierent national tastes and habits, that it would *be quite prudent to marry a foreigner. And yet she did not like to give him up, at least, not quite yet. So sh« amde decisive reply to Carl's proposals; only assured him that she was not engaged and made him believe she loved .him, and. 3d her friends, when they bantered,her

about the devotion of the gallant hussar, that' it was merely an innocent flirtation.' How long this might have continued, or where it might have ended, Heaven only knows, but for a little incident that at length occurred. Somebody had spoken of the beauty of the mill, and a walking and sketching party was formed for the purpose of visit ing it. Captain Yon Weber could not go. He had some garrison duties to attend to, he said regretfully, and so Miss Morrison accepted the escort of a shaggy and fierce looking Russian Count, who had from the first manifested great admiration for her. but rarely succeeded in obtaining an op portunity of manifesting it; and, the cap tain being away, Miss Morrison thought it no harm to encourage the count a little, just so far as to amuse herself, and let people know that she had a nobleman for an admirer. In fact, she enjoyed the idea, and thought how nice it would be to make John Robertson a little jealous, and then to rejoice him with the knowledge that she had preferred him to a real Russian count —very poor it was true, but. a count nevertheless. So she smiled upon the count, and chatted charmingly in German and French; and the count's dark eyes glowed upon her almost as softly as the blue ones of Carl Yon Weber;.and very assiduously and tenderly he assisted her over the rough rocks, and chose for her the mossiest seat, whence she could see and sketch the picturesqe old mill. And then, as she was thirsty, he left her and went to a little cottage, some dis tance off, to order a glass of milk and some brown bread and honey—an Arca dian repast, much affected by the Bub bleschwalenburgian visitors on occasions like the present. And then it happened that as Miss Morrison sat busily sketching, apart from the rest, there stood before her, under those Lindens, a fair, pale little maiden, with a profusion of golden hair, and large, solemn blue eyes, that looked into hers with a fixed and earnest gaze. ' You —you are Fraulein Morrison,' said the little maiden, panting, and pressing her clasped hands over her heart, as if to still its beatings or to ease some pain there. 'Yes,' said Helen, in surprise, and thinking to herself how pretty and in teresting and sad this little creature looked. M •' I am Gertrude Freiland.' I Helen had heard of the miller's pretty aughter. Some good-natured people— /omen, of course —had told her how sur assingly beautiful she was, and how 'fevoted Captain Yon Weber had been to sr. But she had never thought much fptfnfc it. 11—I wanted to speak to you,' continued we girl, hurriedly, as before, and seem gly afraid of being interrupted, and the ilour came faintly into her face as she -aoke. I ' Say what you wish,' said Miss Morri ' in, kindly. * Dont be afraid. Tell me Spat it is you want with me.' i The kind tone was perhaps unexpected, ertrude's heart was open at once, ihe .aelt down on the grass at her rival's §et. -;'I want to ask—Oh do not be angry ; Ath me !—but I want to know if you are ■ marry Carl Yon Weber, as they tell Wt ' 41jHelen Morrison looked at the lovely me ' before her, the face so childlike in "*ature, so womanly in its expression of 179.'and suffering, and a light dawned son her, §§' No/ she answered quietly. "I am H>t to marry Captain yon Weber.' 'But you love him? Oh, surely you him.' Helen hesitated. j'No.' she said, slowly, 'I do not love jim.' •' J What a sudden light broke over the fade face; and how eagerly she seized her Seal's hand and pressed it to her lips ! H( Fraulein' —her voice trembled with its lirnestness—' if you do not love him, why R> you take him away- from me ? I love $m—ach, Gett, how I love him! And ie loved me. He told me so often and Iften here beneath the lindens. He kissed |ac, and called me his Gretchen, and from phora he could not be happy. And we ;jj>ere happy, oh, how happy ! until you fame.' . I The tears gathered slowly into Helen Morrison's eyes. She took the two burning little hands into her own. I 'Poor child !' she said soothingly. I ' Oh, Fraulein, give him back to me — .jive him back to me! He was all I had; ie was all the world to me. And he loved m e—he loved m«! i On her rival's breast the low wailing . By died away, and Helen, holding her ||nderly in her arms, and softly stroking ||wn the golden hair, felt the trembling &m grow still at length. Poor child ! Wl . -i_ i ' • ' ■ ' nor child! , iThat night in the ball-room Captain Bp^rWVfeffßJ^M surprised at the cold and grave greefi_^r which Miss Morrison fouchsafed him, when he, as usual, &geriy sought her -m<i e . What did it mean? What had happened?" 1". not well ask an explanation there; but he looked anxiously around for a clew, and thought he had found it, when he met the half-mocking, half-exultant glance of the Russian Count, and saw his open devotion to his love, nnd how she as openly encou raged it, IN ot but that Helen felt sorry for the pain she was inflicting, but she felt also that it was high time that her flirtation with the hussar should be brought to a decent close ; and the inter view with poor Gertrude had given her a good excuse for it. She would tell him that she had heard about his ill treatment of that tender-hearted little maiden, and she would praise her beaaty and sweet ness, and tellj him how wrong he was in breaking such, a true and loving heart. And so, after she herself should have left Bubbleschwalenburg, as would now soon be the case, Captain Yon Weber would turn back to his old love, and the little golden-haired maiden would be happy. But who may tell what a day or an' hour may bring forth ?". In waltzing; with the count, Helen Morrison dropped hbr glove almost at the feet of Captain Yon Weber, as he stood jealously looking oh. He picked it up, and when the dance was over the count came up to him; \ x./' ' Monsieur has mademoiselle's glove ?' he observed, in the French which is almost the native language of the GeTman spas ; and with a fetiff bow he held out bis hand for it.S 4 T ~>; fW*W . ÜBWJWJ.J ■■■• ... ,

■•'I shall myself deliver the glove, monsieur,' was the haughty reply. ' Pardonne; but Mademoiselle has sent me for her glove,' responded the Russian, with emphasis, an emphasis in which there was the slightest suggestion of exultation over his hitherto successful rival. Slight as it was, it stung Carl yon Weber to the quick, and with a haughty glance he turned his back upon the indig nant Count and made his way to Heleu's side. ' I have your glove,' he said, in that low, tender tone in which he usually ad dressed her, ' but I beg permission to keep it. It may remind me of happier hours.' he added, reproachfully. She let hira have it. There could be no harm in this ; and tenderly and reve rently the young officer placed the trea sure next Ms heart. The Russian, meanwhile, insulted in presence of the company, was twirling his black mustache and glaring vengefully upon the youn# hussar. When the ball was over, and the company leaving the saloon, a touch upon Carl Yon Weber's arm arrested him. ' Monsieur,' said the Count, fiercely, ' I znnst have satisfaction.' ' Certainly, Monsieur ; at any time that may suit you., ' Then to-night—now hissed the Russian exasperated by the cool contempt of his rival. And so they went out together to that quiet spot by the old mill, where the lindens grew. And an hour after there lay upon the green-sward the lifeless form of what had so lately been a living man— young, strong and beautiful, and glorious in all tha promise of life. And on the still breast, as the dawn broke that might never more break for him, lay the fair head of poor Gertrude—where many a time before it had lain, tenderly pressed to the heart, between which and her pale cheek now rested the blood-stained glove of a woman. Under the lindens, a few months after, was a grave made; and there, through the still summer nights, the trees that once listened to loving vows now whisper low and sadly of a young hear!, blighted and a young heart broken. And sometimes there comes a childless, silver-haired old man, who wrings his bands, and murmers yearningly, ' Gre tchen my little Gretchen.' Helen Morrison went back to John Bobertson a somewhat sadder, wiser, and we trust, better woman than when she left him. It was long before she could tell him all; and then he forgave her because of her repentance, and her love for him through it all. She had never been really false to him. Sho had not really loved Carl Yon Weber, still less the Russian Count. Oh no. That sad affair, which was so long afterwvrd the talk of Bubbleschwalenburg, could not, some people said, be justly laid at her door. She had intended no harm, but merely an innocent flirtation.

Treaty of Waitangi.

We have had frequently expressed to us a desire to see the terms of the treaty of Waitangi which is regarded by our Maori fellow countrymen as the "Magna Charta" of their constitutional rights. We publish the text with tho original signatures, and, with it, a translation in English, prepared with great accuracy, so ss to express as clearly as possible tho sense and spirit of the original. Ko Wikitoria, te Kuini o Ingarani, i tana mahara atawai ki nga Rangatira, ene nga hapu o Nu Tirani, i tana hiahia hoki kia tohungia ki a ratou o ratou ranga tiratanga, me to ratou wenua, i kia mau tonu hoki te Rongo ki a ratou me te ata nohb hoki, kua wakaaro ia he mea tika kia tukua mai tetahi rangatira hei kai waka- } rite ki nga tangata Maori o Nu Tirani, kia wakaaetift c nga Rangatira Maori te Ka wanatanga o te Kuini, ki nga wahi katoa ote wenua nei, me nga motu. Na te mea hoki he tokomaha ke nga tangata o toni iwi kua noho ke tenei wenua, ac haere mai nei. Na, ko te Kuini c hiahia ana kia waka ritea te Kawanatanga, kia kaua ai nga kino c puta mai ki ta tangata Maori kite pakeha c noho ture kore ana. Na, kua pai te Kuini kia tukua ahau, a Wiremu Hopihona, he Kapitanaite Roiara Nawi, hei Kawana mo nga wahi katoa o Nu Tirani, c tukua aianei, a mua atu kite Kuini; c mea atu ana ia ki nga Rangatira o te wakaminenga o nga hapu o Nu Tirani me era Rangatira atu, enei ture ka kore rotia nei. • Ko te Tuatahi. Ko nga Rangatira o te Wakaminenga, me nga Rangatira katoa hoki kihai i uru ki taua wakaminenga, ka tuku rawa atu kite Kuini o Ingarani ake tonu atu te Kawanatanga katoa o. ratou wenua. Ko te Tuarua. Ko te Kuini o Ingarani ka wakarite ka wakaae ki nga Rangatira, ki nga hapu ki nga tangata katoa o Nu Tirani, te tino rangatiratanga o o ratou wenua o ratou kainga me o ratou taonga katoa. Otiia ko nga Rangatira o te Wakaminenga, me nga rangatira katoa atu, ka tuku kite Kuini te hokonga o era wahi wenua c pai ai'te tangata nona te wenua, kite ritenga <* te utu c wakaritea ai c ratou ko^te kai [ hoko c meatia nei e]te Kuini hei hoko m6na. Ko te Tuatoru. Hei wakaritenga hdai hoki tenei mo te wakaaetanga kite Kawaaatao4aote Kuini. Ka tiakina c te Kuini 0 Ingarani nga tangata Maori katoa^o Nu Tirani; ka tukua ki a ratou nga tikanga katoa rite tahi ki ana mea ki nga tangata o Inga rani. fiY WILIIAk HOBBON, J / Consul and Lieutenant-Grovernor. Na, ko matou, ko nga. rangatira'jgriw Wakaminenga o nga hapu oNu TnV ;',■_ huihui nei ki Waitangi; vko mato^gj^jf ko nga Rangatira o -Nu Tirani; T- jh'fef nei. i te ritenga o enei kupu; ka^, -f§p| ka wakaaetia katoatia c matou ;{ tohungia ai o matou ingoa, o taajo&* Ka meatia tenei ki Waitangi, A nga ra o Pepuere^ i te ; tau kotal^M» J^p' waru rau, ewa tekau, oto tato ; . Ko nga rangatira o- te Wa' *il|' «Sr Te tohu o Kawiti. '^f Te tohu o te Te Tirerau . • Hone Heke no te Matarahiiif Te tohu o Hori Kingi Warei. Te tohu o Tamati Pukututu^■'•;* Te tohu o Hakiro mo Titore Te tohu o Weketene Te tohu o Pomuka t Te tohu o Marupo i • Eir',)',"' 1,' i Te tohu o Tetao p^'^g- » ~ - Te tohu o Rewiti- Atuahaera - " •'- - * *'-" *' Wiremu Has. ■■ f .-

Te tohu o Tekana Te tohu o Toua Mene,.te Tamaitio Tareha, mo tona matua. Tamati Waka Nene Matiu Huka Te tohu o Te Kemera Te tohu o Warau Te tohu o Ngere Te tohu.o Patuone Paora Nohi Matangi . _ Te tohu o Ruka te Tamaiti o Kopin. Te tohu o Eewa Te tohu o Moka Te ahu Tukupunga. ' Te tohu o Hara no te uri o Hawato Te tohu o Hakitara no te Rarawa Te tohu o Hawaitu (Tamaiti no te uri o Hua). Te tohu o Matutahi no te Kapotai Rawiri Taiwanga Te tohu o Para ara Te tohu Ana Hamu Te tohu o Hira Pure no te uri Ohua Te tohu o Iwi no. to nga to Rangi Te tohu o Weirau n y te Wanau rara Te tohu o Wiremu Watipu no te Wakaheke Piripi Haurangi note uri Tanewa Pokai no nga te Rehiri Te tohu o Kawata no nga te Wai Te tohu o Tuirangi no te Matarahurahu Hohepa Otenepura no te uri Mahoe Hori Kingi Raumate no nga te toro Te tohu o Tawakaweka no Ngaitewake Te tohu o Horoike no to rangi ita Taupo Te tohu o Iwikau na te turu Makewa We, the undersigned, have witnessed the signatures and marks of twenty three of the Chiefs of the Confedera tion, and of twenty other Chiefs, on this sixth day of February, Eighteen hundred and forty. James Busby Henry Williams Richard Taylor, M. A. John Mason, Church Missionary Society. Samuel Ironside, Wesleyan Missionary. Jas. Stuart Freeman, Gentleman. TRANSLATION. Victoma, Queen of England, regard ing with favour the Chiefs and Nations of New Zealand, and desirous that they should retain their chief.anships and their, lands, and that peace and good order should subsist amongst them, has deemed it right to send hither an envoy to treat with them respecting the recog nition of her, by the Chiefs, as the future Chief-ruler of New Zealand, because very many of her nation are now settled in this country, and many more of them are coming to settle in it. The Queen wishes to establish a government, in order that evils may not Jbefall the Maori people, and the foreigners now living without laws. The Queen has been pleased to send me. William Hobson, a captain in her royal navy, to be Governor of all parts of New Zealand which shall be now or hereafter ceded to Her Majesty ; and she proposeg to the Chiefs of the Confederated Nations of New Zealand, and to the other Chiefs the articles following:— First.—The Chiefs of the Confederation and all the Chiefs who have not become members of the Confederation, do wholly cede to the Queen of England, for ever, the Chief-rulership of their respective territories. : Secondr-'-The Queen of England con firms and guarantees to the Chiefs and to the Nations and to all the people of New Zealand, the full chieftainships of their respective territories, the full dominion of their lands, and all their property. But the Chiefs of the Confederation, and all the other Chiefs, cede to the Queen the right of purchasing such portions of land as the proprietors thereof may wish to alienate, according to such rate of pay ment as may be fixed by them and the persons here appointed by the Queen to purchase for her, Third. —And, as consideration for the cession of the Chief-rulership of New Zealand to the Queen, Her Majesty will grant her protection, and all the rights and privileges, of Englishmen, to all the people of the country. William HohsoN, Consul-and Lieutenant-Governor. Now we, the chiefs of the Confederated Nations of New Zealand; we, also, the Chiefs of New Zealand, understand the meaning of the articles propounded ; they are accepted and fully assented to by us, wherefore our names and our marks are .hereunto affixed. Executed at Waitangi, on the sixth day of February, in the year of our Lord one thousand. eight hundred and forty. ' : CHIEFS .OF THE CONFEDEBATION :— The mark of Kawiti The mark of Te Tirerau Hone Heke, of the Mataruharuha The mark of George King Warerahi The mark of Thomas Pukututu The mark of Hakiro for Titore, deceased (Here follow the names and marks of forty other chiefs affixed on the said 6th day of February).

A Flea for Flirts.

In a certain sense all attractive females are flirts. Remembering that flirtation is playing at.being in love, I shall assert, without fear of contradiction, that every woman whose attrac tions .will permit her to ohoose her husband, and who is not compelled to snap at the first chance, like a-hungry dog at a bone, begins to' play at this game from her earliest years. In what other manner, pray, is a young female to acquire any knowledge of the men who are' seeking to engage her affections ? She under stands perfectly well that marriage is the end and aim of feminine existence, thaly eighty -■ two per cent, of her sisters become wives and mothers, and that of'the eighteen'per cent who remain single almost all are unhappy in their. lpfr "^y~~q^n before a girl begins j >„■s_._;*.%". =~..,,! gentlemen, her, :? t__. _ • »,„ -_, ■■- -, ~'7»rr';; +urned in this. | ?*of • the j ; ■ ' ■ i. -- '• '■.<1 abu, h n.'l* : :.'.- ' :• .>..,.'. _ \-M •■■>,.;■ ir^.t, ),(,!•{. !-;:; .;. k , ,t,; ? »,# *• ■ ■-; '.>;'.>•<: 3. }>>'".■■;"«; ■■ v^B.jv. ,_j:V ,-j•';.j ■ fc>?*•_?."• ■.v.: ■ ';■ j. ■'. ■ ,«.*. ).£■.;«. ; Y.:,v. v,;.^: Yah fe:4^r ;«>*.'*- •■ '.-•'"•!■ *' '• '"•''-'■ - ■• ': ". '"i : ■,/:—- •■ :<. rvi:-.\-J*.i\ "'

Sneezing.

In Temple Bar there is a curious little paper on sneezing which will repay perusal. It is rather disjointed and inartistic in construction, but the writer has been industrious in collect ing his facts, and has brought together some interesting information. Here is a passage' which shows the effect sneeze had (and may'still have, for aught we know) in the Vatican: — ' A friend of mine has told me that his father, as a little boy, was presented to the Pope, and was promised, on his next visit, two days subsequently, a medal blessed by his Holiness. He and his father were present when the cardinals were assembled together. He happened to sneeze, when, to his surprise and delight, their Eminences rose and bowed to him. The result was so agreeable that he extemporised several sneezes which were similarly honored. His father was so mortified at the practical joke that he refused to present his son again to the Pope, and the little fellow therefore paid dearly for his amusement, and lost the intended present from his Holiness.' _ Two fairy stories are contained in the following : —■ ' This being, then, so wide-spread a superstition, regarding the influence of fairies or subordinate deities, can we in any way obtain from it a clue to the habit of saying ' God*bless you !' to a person who sneezes ? Does the invocation of the Deity protect the person who sneezes from the influence of the fairies ! ' This, I believe, can be conclusively established by the traditions ' and superstitions of the Celtic race. ' I need hardly refer to the mysterious protection which the name of the Deity is supposed to afford against the agency of evil spirits. There is, however, a well-known story, which will illustrate the belief of the Celtic race as to the effect which the habit of saying ! God bless you !' has upon the fairies. ' Pat once went to sleep at a place frequented by the fairies, and in his sleep was carried down to their palace. He was about to drink some of their ale, which would have for ever prevented his return, wheq fortunately one of the fairies happened to sneeze upon which Pat, in a courteou, mood, 6xciaimed very innocently, ' God bless your honor!' Wonderful was the effect of thus invoking the name of the 1 Deity in. their presence. With ter rible imprecations, and in great dismay, the fairies fled away, and Pat once more woke upon earth. ' I could cite many such stories to prove the fact that the Celtic race believe that, from Satan down to the mildest form of evil spirits, the name of the Deity has the effect of render ing them, for the time, powerless to do harm. ' Can w_ then find any clue to the question why we should wish "to keep off fairies and evil spirits when a man sneezes ? I have discoyered the explanation in the superstitions of the Highlanders. The following tradition as to a Highland chief's family in Perthshire, related to me by the Bey, Dr. Bobertson, a native* of that country shows that when a person sneezes, he is supposed to be liable to be stolen by the fairies, unless protected by some one invoking the name of the I) city. ' Several centuries ago, an ancestor of the present chief was engaged to bo married to a young lady in France, who, he learned, had grown fickle aud was about to be married to a rival.' In great distress, the chief applied for aid to the king 6f the fairies, who offered him a fairy horse, mounted on which he accompanied his Majesty to France. When they arrived at the house of the bride, the wedding was just commencing. The king of t c fairies, unseen by the guests, entered, and seeing the bride for a moment withdraw into a room alone, he followed her. Just then she sneezed —there was no one present to say ' God bless you!' and in a moment the fairy had stolen the bride, whom he carried in triumph over to the Highlands, where she married the chieftain, and became the happy mother of long line of illustrious Macs, It is needless to' add that his rival, the unhappy Frenchman, ulieonsciously married ' a.-fairy woman' <:

A Great Set.

U_co__ON__; rough an old sea-dog was Gruff, .". but he relisheia joke, notwithstanding j _s; for instance, he one day in his net, caught a fish which objected to landing. With a growl .and a yelp he shouted for help to his boys, who were somewhere in hearing, but safe on the shore got the sturgeon before either one of them thought of appearing. Then said he to- Joe, ' Why were you so slow in coming when I you heard iue cry, sir?' 'Because me and, [Bill were out in the mill _ settin' the saw, %_,d that's' why, sir!' 'Why didn't you, Ben, tout stumps faster when you heard mea \ ' Yqtf see, sir, I couldn't just, then, I te': '.■> ■•■l\ I 4>"Mje hen, t and that's, what's the ; . "* sir.' ' And what ailed you, Zrii'i "P^J^n't run quick?-.: I've a & v\>;v. ' | ■ „<%^ nocki sir!' 'Ihadb't [ I- -jg and Sime were set-; i * -,;.;■. ~t>- ■# ;.^Hsir!' Then, turn- ! ' .';' ' '" i,' You have gift: , ' __ not heeding

Rojootod Suitors.

A woman never qulln for/jets flic mm Wlw lias onoo loved hor. Him may nof; lutvtf hwi him ; she may, indeed, linvft tfivflii him (1/4 no instead <,f tho yofl ho hoped for j (nil, (,})# remembranco that ho dosirod n y*» &Iwfty» softens her thoughts of him, find would _i_K# him, were ho reminded of it, ii friend forev#p, There may be girls who make a joHt of din carded suitors, but they aro gonorully vary young, and the wooing has boon something that did not betoken much dopth of tender* ness There are mercenary offors, too, that I only awaken scorn and hate in tho woman wooed for money and not for herself; but really to have touched a man's heart is somo ihin"' not to be forgotten while she lives. .lways she remembers how his eyes looked into hers; how, perhaps, he touched her hand with his, and how her heart ached when he turned away without that which she could not give him. She loves F ome one else Some other man has all the truth of her soul -always has, and always will have-but she cannot; forget the one who turned from her and went his way and came no more. She is glad when she hears of his success, grieved when she knows that he has suffered j and when some day she hears that he is married she who has herself been married long years perhaps ; she who, at all events, wouid never, have married him—is she glad then ? Ido not know. A woman's heart is a very strange thing. I do not believe she knows herself. Grlad ? Oh, yes ; and is his wife pretty and nice ? And then she says to herself that he has quite forgotten.' and ' that, of course is best,' and cries a little.

A Very Exceptional Debut.

[arcadian.] Labla'che's debut was marked by an ad venture that might have* ended fatally, and, indeed, his salvation so impressed the greatest of bass singers as being absolutely supernatural and miraculous that he made public offerings to a shrine of a popular Madonna, which is still shown in Naples. His first appearance on any stage occurred just after the Con gress of Leybach. and the King of Naples had but then returned to his dominions after an absence of some years. Magni ficent fetes were organised in his honor, and, amongst others, a pageant was ar ranged at the St. Carlo Theatre, at which young Lablache was to appear as Jupiter, a part for which he -was well fitted both on account of his fine presence ancfrich and powerful basso voice. He was to descend from Olympus on a bank of clouds supporting the throne on which he was seated, holding an ivory sceptre in his hand, and wearing a golden diadem in his splendid and flowing black hair, Thunder announced his coming, and flashes of lightning preceded him. But suddenly a frightful screaming was heard. The king rose in horror, the queen fainted, ladies cried out in terror, and men rushed to the stage to avert, if possible, the appalling accident that menaced the new singer. The clouds had not des cended ten feet ere the machinery gave way, and Jupiter fell through. For tunately, however, a strong iron wire, or rope, caught in his cloak, so that it let him down- by degrees uninjured to the ground. But the most awful spectacle greeted him all the while he was descend ing. One of the workmen had also fallen through when the accident took place, and he fell upon a strong iron spike which supported the scenery, and which pierced him straight through the body. Now it so happened that the wire which saved Lablache in some way got entangled in the feet of this poor wretch, so that every movement made by Lablache told upon the unhappy creature on the spike, and he was driven down right under him, howling and screaming in a most apalling manner, whilst his blood spurted all over the great basso. When the two did reach land, Lablache's hair (a fact) was per fectly white, and the workman dead. They had taken between ten and fifteen minutes to get down, the audience, mean while, looking on in a state of terror easier imagined than described. The ELing of Naples, imitating Sixtus V. on a similiar occasion, had the courage at a very early period of the adventure, to cry out' If I hear anyone scream or shout out again I'll mark that person and have him shot.' This order silenced the people, and, of course, prevented the singer from losing his presence of *mind. Once safe, Lablache knelt down and. prayed—an act greatly admired by the audience, which presently rose and left the theatre. Lablache's hair remained white, and the contrast between his youthful face and venerable-looking hair was as charming as it was singular.

The Ladies.

No true woman will ever marry a man so tall that she cannot reach his hair.

How artless! When the crowded omni bus drives up to a fine three-story mansion, one of the young women getting.out invariably remarks, ' Home at last!' 'Hair gettm' a little thin, sir,' Baid the barber. Young man,' said John Henry, looking down upon him from the height of a solemn experience; 'young man, when you are married you will never allude in that thoughtless: manner to domestic afflictions. N 6 ;'don't; apologize: My feelings are blunted. But is. there not some mysterious ungent—-some soft, seductive compound— that makes the hair more slippery to the . grasp'?'. ;, . ~ Wun gives the following feminine reasons for going to bhurch: 'Because the Rev. Voluble Cope intones so delightfully, and looks so; interesting and emaciated, and preaches such delightfully high sermons ; and so sweet anfd short,. too.* Because the little boys in white BurpliceschJint so angelically, and one somehow feels ifcall so delightfully wrong and Roman Catholic* Because my bonnet is the loyeliestjm tho village, and'it is a duty to Show the country girls what a really taste ful thing in dress means. Because one likes to j look at, other, people's bonnets, and dresses;. and nothing but seeing, could make one believe what execrable taste, most English girls 'have! Because Charlie is sure toj be there, with that inevitable white flower and fernleaf in his button-hole (the ridi culous fellow!) and mamma will probably ask him home to lunch. ' Because/it's Sunday, and it would look so strange to stay away.' A method *by which persons with short" memories may sing songs which have been partly forgotten,' and also supply rhymes, is BUggestejiby the following: Oh, if ;I had a lumty turn lumty tumjtoo, : In theland of theoliye>ahd figji f< i ■. I TCould sing of tho lumti luntti to you, I And ph\y on the .thingumy-jig.';,. C ,', I Andj^in the lumty ium battle I _al],-. : ' > jk \ ik tumti turn's all that I crave j - ~,.-. J^, Oh, bury ma dee^ in what you may call, And plant fchiHgumbobi o'er mj gray*, *'■