SELECTED POETRY.

DESPAIR,

[Alfred Tennyson publishes a dramatic mono logue, entitled Despair," in the current number Of the '" Nineteenth Century." It is a story of a man and his wife, who, having lost faith in a good future life, resolve to commit suicide by drowning. Tho woman is drowned, but tho man is rescued by the minister of tho sect lie has abandoned. Tho following are quotations from this poem:—]

Is it you that preached in tho chapel there, looking over the sand, Followed us, too, that night and dogged us and drow us to land 1 What did I feel that night 3 you aro curious. how should I tell 1 Does it matter so much what I felt? you rescued mo. Yet was it well That you camo unwished for, unlookcd for, be twoon mo and the deep and my gloom? Three days sinco. three more dark days of tho godless gloom O£ a life without sun, without health, without hopo, without any delight, Can anything hero upon earth—hut, oh, God! that night! that night! When tho rolling eyes of tho lighthouso there, on tho fatal nock Of land running out into rock—they had saved many hundreds from wreck, Glared on our way toward death, Iremembered, I thought as wo passed, Does it matter how many they saved! We aro all of us wrecked at last. Do you fear? And there came through the roar of the breaker a whisper, a breath, Fear! Am I not with you ? lam frightened at life, not death. And the suns of the limitless universe sparkled

and shone in the sky, Flashing with (Ires as of God, but wo know that their light was a lie. Lightly stop over the sands; tho waters, you hear lliom call: Life, with its anguish and sorrow and errors, away with it all. And sho laid her hand in my own; she was always loyal and sweot, Till tho points in tho foam in the dusk came

pliiying about our feot. Tlioro was v strong sea current could sweep us out of the main, God! Tlki' I folt as I spoke I was hiking the

name in vain. Ah, God I and we turned to each other and

kissed, wo embraced, sho and I. Knowing tlia lovo we used to believo cvcrlttst-

intr would die. We hail read their know-nothing books, and we loaned to tho darker side. Ah, God ! should wo Iliul him 1 Perhaps, per haps, if wo died, it' wo died. We never had found him on earth; this earth

Is n fatherless hell. Deai- love, forever and over, forever and e"er

farewell! Never a cry so desolate, not since the world begun ; Never a kiss so snd, no, not since tho coming" of

mini ; But tuo blind wave cast mo ashore and you

saved me a valueless life. Not X grain of gratitude, iniiut, you have parted the man from tlio wife, lam loft nlono oil the land; sho is alono on the

sen, If v curso meant aught, I would curso you for not having let mo bo. Have T crazed myself over their horrible infidel

writings? Oh. yes, For these aro tho new dark ages, you sco, of tho inlldol press. When the but comes out of his cavo and the owls are whooping nt noon, And doubt is the lord of this dunghill, and crows to tho sun and the moon, fill the sun and tlio moon of our skies aro both

of thorn turned into blood, And hopo will lmvo broken hor heart running lifter a shadow of good, I'or their knowing and know-nothing books aro scattered from lmnd to hand. >vo have knelt in your know-all cliapeli too, looking over tho sand. All, yea! I lmvo had somo glimmer at tJmcs in ills' gloomiest woo Of God behind nil, after all—tho great God for aught that I know. Cut tho God of lovo and of hell, together they can't bo thought. If there is such a God may tho great God curso him and bring him to nought.

AN UNPUBLISHED POEM BY SIR WALTER SCOTT.

(From the Athenmum.) THE MUCKLE STANK OH BLEEDING STONE OF KILHURN PRIORY. For tlio Mesaad rood of Sir Gervaso the good" Tha nuns of Kilbtirn pray; But for the wretch who fmoa his blood No tongue a prayer shall say. Tho bolls shall ring and the nuns shall aing Sir Gervase to tho blest, But holiest rites shall nevor bring His murderor'g soul to rest. " Now toll me, I pray, thou palmer (tray. Why thou kneolost at this shrine, And why dost thou cry so eagerly Upon the help divino I " Oh, tell mo who tho man may be, And what his deadly Bin, That the Church's prayer for his soul's despair Tho inorcy of Christ may winr " I cry at thin shrine on tho help divino To save tho soul of ono Who in death shall He ere morning light Upon this ancient stone." Sir Gcrvasc rode forth far in tho North To Whitby's holy see: In har bower alono his lady made moan, A fairer could not bo. His false brother carao to the weeping dame, " Oh, I lovo you dearer than life." Hence I would'at thou win to ahame and sin Thy brother's wedded wife?" " Ho is far away, thou sweet ladie, And nono may hear or boo ; So, lady bright, this very night, Oh, opon thy door to me. " Sir Gervaso rides forth far in tho North, Tis long ere ho comes back. And thine eyes shino out like stars by night From thy hair of ravenblack." " Tho flro shall burn at tho door stono Kro I opon my door to thee, And thy suit of hell to Sir Gervaso I'll tell, And a traitor's.death thou wilt die." " Then fare thoo well, Dame Isabel, T.hou lady of micklo pride: Thou shalt ruo tho day thou saidst mo nay When back to theo I rido." ™ Tho day declined, tho rising wind „ kun« shrill on Whitby's sands: With car down laid and ready blade. , Behind tho rock he stands. Sir Gervaso rode on in thought alone, ■ Leaving his men behind; The blow was sure, the flight secure. But a voice was in the wind: " Falso-brothor, spur thy flying steed, „ Thou canst not (ly so flist, But on this stone where now I bleed Thyself shull breathe thy last." " That stono was then on Whitbtfs shore, And now behold it hero I And ever that blood is in mine eye, And ever that voice in mine ear t" " Thou palmor gray, now turn theo, I pray, And let mo Took in thine eye. Alas 11 it burns bright with, a fearful light Like guilt about to die. •',..', " That stone is old, and o'er it has rolled Tho tempest of many years; But fiercer rage than of tempest or age In thy furrowed faoo appears." "Oh, speak not thus, thou holy man, But bend and pray by mo, Anil,B ivo mo th F uid in this hour of need. Till I my penance drie. : " With book and bends, with avo and creed Oh, help mo while you may ; When tho bolls tqll ono, oh, leave mo alone. For with me you may nbt stay;" Sore prayed tho the friar by the palmer gray As both knelt o'er tho stone, And redder grew the blood-red hue And they heard a fearful groan.

Friar, leave mo now; on my trembling brow ;• . The drops of sweat run down. ■ • And alone with his spirit I must deal this night . My deadly guilt to atone."

By the morning light the good friar came • . . By the sinner's side to pray; But the spirit had flown, and stretched on the stone

A corpse the palmer lay. AndstiU from that stone at the hour of one— ' m . Go visit it who daro ihe blood runs red and a shriek of dread Piei-ccs tho midnight air.

THE LOVE OF MONEY.

(Original.)

Money! 0 money! thy praises I sing; Thou art my saviour, my god, and my king. 'Tis for theo that I preach, and for thee that 3 pray, And make a collection twice each Sabbath day.

I have candles, and all sorts of dresses to buy, For I wish you to know that my church is high I don't mean in structure, in style, or in wall. But so high that the Lord cannot reach it at all

I have poor in my.parish who need Bomo relief— I preach to their poverty, pray for their grief; I send my box round to them morning and night. And hopo they'll remember tho poor widow's inltal

I gather my knowledge from wisdom's groat

tree, And tho whole of my wisdom is—£ b. and d. Pounds, shillings, and pence are all that I crave— From the first step on earth to the brink of tho grave.

And when I'm laid low, and my body's at rest. Place a box on my graye-'tis toy lasting

request- That friends all may see, who come for reflcc

lion, I can't lie in peace without a collection!

For gold is my creed; I will not pray without it; My heaven is closed against all those who really

doubt it. For this is the essenco of parson's religion— Come regular to church, and bo plucked like a pigeon!

I'll have carriages, and horses, and servants at call— I'm not going to foot it liko Peter and Paul, Nor, liko John, live on locusts and eat the wild honey- So out with your .purses, and down with your money 1

Fools sometimes do ask what I do with their money— You might just as well ask what bees do with honey— I answer them all, with a wink and a nod, '• Keep tlu-eu-fourths for myself.audgive praises to God 1"

In cold, silent earth, I must soon be laid low, To sleep with tho blest, that cleared out long "KO. I shall slumber in peace till the great resurrec tion, And be lirst on my legs to make a collection!

Let parsons and preachers, whoever they bo, Once taste of the fountain, life-giving and freu ; AH their begging will cease, and joy will sooi flow- Both iv heaven above and on earth here below

And people will sec in God's window a dove, When instead of the money the object is love; And tlio Lord will have pruise, und the people have blessing. For the Spirit is there, and tho money-bag missing!

Three Times a Millionaire and now Penniless.

The " San Francisco Sunday Chronicle" of August 14th says : — Many old Califor uiiuis shook their heads thoughtfully yes terday morning over their coffee as they read in the records of the city prison tne condensed testimony of "Johnny" Skac's extreme poverty. 'flic history of Mr Skac's elevation to the dignity of a millionaire and his rapid return to the humility of a poor man would excite the deepest wonder in a community where the wheel of fortune, revolves more slowly than is agreeable to the adventurous Califomian. Mr Skae was born iv Canada. One of his parents being Scotch and the other Irish, it is rather diilicult to classify him nationally. It is an established fact, however, that, like the majority of men who have acquired great wealth on the Pacific coast, lie started in the race for fame from a humble position. Ho was a telegraph operator of uncommon ability, which was utilised in the business of transmitting des pttchc3 between the Comstock and the San Francisco stock market. The great lodo was almost bursting with the promise of untold millions, and the whole coast was in the throes of a malignant mining fever. The wires were burdened with the history of the lode from day to day, and there was no one read the story with more interest than Johnny Skae, the telegraph operator. It lives in the his tory of the Com&vOck, and the anecdotes of the telegraph office that the little Cana dian operator not only had the secret des patches, but, unlike the majority of his craft, possessed the business tact to make capital of his knowledge. The information thrust before him day by day made him master of the situation as far as his capital could extend, and he continued to expand the limits of hiw operations until the tele graph office knew him no more. He aban doned telegraphy to assume' control of the Virginia and Gold Hill Water Works-a piece of engineering skill which represented a vast outlay of money and labour, and pro mised a proportionate profit on the invest ment. Water, strange as the fact may seem, is the most prized of the fluids that enter into the sum of the Corn stock's requirements, and Mr Skae found himself on the high road to for tune, with Sharon, Jones, and the other magnates of the sierras well in sight. The easy pace of a prudent bondholder was not to the liking of Mr Skae, however, and he embraced all the opportunities that the Stock Market offered for excitement until the fame of the big bonanza set half the country at its wit's end. Johnny Skae had but a small amount of the stock when it commenced to climb the scale of prices, but he dashed at the market, and with as tounding recklessness, followed the securities until Consolidated Virginia was close to the thousand dollar limit, and the value of California mining stock .was set at an equally exorbitant sum. When the " deal" ended, and the tidal wave of excitement had receded, leaving the market strewn with the wreck, Johnny Skae was three million dollars ahead. £0 California-street said; and the scarred, war-worn veterans of Pauper Alley talked reverentially of his luck, for he seemed to bear, a charmed sack. With the ebb of the bonanza excite ment, the fame of the winner grew less, and was finally eclipsed. The palatial resi dences that the newly-made magnates had built, became, by the mutations of an'un- Eioli table stock market, plain boarding ouses. The capacious stables, once full of the blue blood of-the Kentucky pastur-. ages, became the resting places of the de graded-livery hacks." One by one the millionaires were gathered into the Nevada Bank and lost to the outside and no longer endearing world. With the others went Johnny Skae. So report said, and the public mind, having satisfied itself that the ; ex-telegrapher was no longer a millionaire, expunged him from its most sensitive spot. Those who watched the stock market, and the figures revolving round it, knew that Johnny Skae was still interested in the insecuri ties,. but it took a practised eye to detect his presence. H s reckless system of lighting luck by doubling up, until his margins were too thin te support his airy castles, had made a sad inroad on his three million clean up, and left him to hang hishopes on a few speculative properties. In this un'nvitiiig category was thelSicrra Nevada mine, of which Mr Skae was Presidont. Hope long deferred had made the Sierra Nevada stockholders very sick indeed. The stock was down to bedrock, but even at that state Mr Skae did not want it. The market seemed dead. The Comstock gave no hope of a resurrection, Consolidated Virginia was selling for a song. Savage was full of water, Yellow Jacket was reminding its stockholders every month of the expensive

ness ot its pumps. Overman had dis couraged even Bob Morrow. Along the whole length of the lode there was only barrenness and despair. A sudden desire for travel possessed the mining men. Mr Skae, obeying popular impulse, went East. Ho had not reached his destination iwhen the entire aspect of affairs on the Comstock and on the San Francisco stock market was changed by a few despatches. One of these iuforincd Mr Skac that there were indi cations of a bonanza in Sierra Nevada, and lie came back as fast as a special train could carry him. An exami nation of the mine convinced him that a great bonanza was in prospect, and, with alt his characteristic recklessness, he dashed into the market. He had only 3000 shares of Sierra Nevada, and not a great deal of his three million clean-up on Con solidated Virginia. All tbat he had, how ever, went to his brokers, and the sub stantial firm on Pine-street which he patronised .vas ordered to "double up." The firm doubled for the bold speculator, and he bought on his broker's money until the stock stood at 278 dols a share. The same tactics and the same firm had stood him in "the Consolidated Virginia and California excitement, and seemed to be serving him well again. He became the lion of the hour. Before it had been flood, but. the new star eclipsed the Nevada Bank, He was hailed as the "father of the new bonanza," and his prospective mil lions counted up by his admirers, until Vanderbilt's fortune seemed only a pit ance. Songs in his praise were made. An alleged poet, now engaged on a stock paper, described the magnates hasty return from the East in a parody on "Sheridan's Hide," and headed "Johnny Skea's Hide.'1 The eulogized magnate left no stone un turned to increase his popularity. He lost $00,000, it wassaid, atone poker game in the Palace Hotel in one night. His unostentatious acts of charity here, however, were nothing to his bene volent exploits on the Comstock, where a millionaire who does not live up to the tenets of the town is regarded as fit for no nobler purpose than to label him for Congress or the Senate and ship him to Washington. Mr Skstc's trout breakfasts at the Virginia and Gold Hill Waterworks will live long in the memory of the Virginia gourmands. There was no ridiculous ex clusiveness about the festivities,for half the town participated, and the supply of fish and wine was ever equal to the demand. The trout were specially planted in the reservoir for the occasion, and having been taken from ponds where they had' been regularly fed, fell easy victims to the ex perienced anglers of the Comstock, accus tomed to measure their poles with the wary tomcod and the illusive flounder of the Carson River. For weeks the fame of Mr Skae transcended that of any millionaire on the Pacific coast; but the wane of his star was soon observed. The crosscuts in the 1700-foot level of the promised bonanza stubbornly refused to yield two-thousand dollar-assays, and by rapid stages the public distrust of the property increased, until a porphyry horse kicked the last prop from the confidence of the market and pre cipitated a panic. The subsequent events tending to produce the present stagnation on the stock market are too recent to need description. When the echoeg of the crash had died away, Johnny Skae, the tem porary idol of the Comstock, the "fatherof the new bonanza," the princely poker player, and the lavish exemplar of Nevada hospitality, was virtually a pauper. He had he'd his stock to the top figure, and when the crash came his "margin*" were swept away. After a while he was heard of in Columbus district, and was reported to have made another strike, but the report was evidently based on his old luck, for lie soon after turned up as an inmate of the Small-pox Hospital. He served for some time as book-keeper of that institu tion, and then disappeared from public ken until the police round him in a help less condition on the street, and locked him up in default of 5 doMars bail. Checkered as the typical life of the West 'is, it furnishes few such examples of misadven ture as that of a man who in two y^eare,. reached such extremes of affluence and poverty that he might have written his cheek for ten millions and now could not pay five dollars.

A Hungarian Mystery.

The Vienna correspondent of the " Globe" Bays:—"A mysteiious business is related from Ccrnaia, in the depths of Hungary. Borgo Levies, a bricklayer of that town, was nearing his cottage after the, day's work, when a strange man stopped him in the road and asked him if he would under take a job, for which he would be well re munerated, • I and my wife are living in a country house, a little way out of town, and 1 want you to come with your tools and wall up a sort of cupboard. But, you must como at once, for my wife declares she will not sleep another night in the place if the thing be not done before dark, I fancy the cupboard must be connected with some drain or passage, for it swarms with rats and mice; and that is why it must be walled up. If you will come at once you shall have 50 gulden.' Needless to say that the poor workmen collected together the necessary! implements in all haste, and marched off after the stranger, who led him to a tumble down looking and long-untenanted house about a mile out of town. A pretty young woman, who appeared very nervous and anxious, met tliem at the door. They traversed several rooms, and at last reached a. kind of kitchen. A dark closet, which evidently reached some way back,,opened into tliis room by a low doorway., jj' That's the place,'_ quoth the lady;, 'it's full;of rats; wall it up quick, ugh l' Levies went to work, but stopped short with a start of surprise at a noise he'heard issuing, from the hole.. 'Oh, those detestable ratsi' exclaimed the lady; 'only listen to them 1' Once more the man took, up his trowel,,but after two or three artistic flops with the mortar, dropped it again with | a i'ump. 'Goon, goon!' begged the lady. JutXevics now declared he would not lay a brick till he had looked for himself with a lantern what manner of place this was. More demands that he should finish his job; threats, tears, and offers of lOOfl., 150f1., up to 500fl. if he would go on. But this only excited his suspicions the more, and he remained firm. ' Well, go and get a lantern, then,'said the gentleman, 'but take a glass of wine first.' You can guess what effect this had. He drank and went to sleep. When he awoke the: house was empty. He staggered to the police-station (for his head was still swimming from the doctored wine), and related what had hap pened. Search was mads, and m the recess they found an infant about six weeks old, iiaked, and with its mouth gagged. It \yas still alive, but died that evening, * So now the police have got a nice nut to crack. It will take them all their time, I should fancy."

Lady Fergusson, wife of the Right Hod. Sir James Fergusson, Bart., late Governor of New Zealand, has just had conferred upon her by Her Majesty the Imperial Order of the Crown of India. Mrs Adam, widow of the late Governor of Madras, {jets a similar decoration.

Cutting a Boy's Hair.

There is no use in fooling around about it, When a boy's hair has become long and bleached and scraggy and full of burrs and feathers it is time to cut it, and the inevit able must be faced.

The boy doesn't want it cut, of course. No one ever had a speaking acquaintance with a boy who thought the time had arrived when he could part with enough hair to stuff a sofa pillow. They must be coerced, and kind words and broad pro mises are thrown away.' Coercion is the only method. I let m j boys run about so long, and then when I get a spare half day I play barber. There is no appeal from my- decision. When I come out flat-footed I carry my point, or die trying, "Young man, you can get ready to have your hair cut." "Next week?" • •, "No, sir—now 1" " With a buzz-saw ?"

" Yes, if the shears won't do it." . " Won't you draw blood 2" " I may nave to." " If you won't cut my hair, I'll bring in 'miff wood and coal to last all winter, and I won't ask for a light when Igo to bed !" ] '' Come out heie and make ready!" I never take any chances on a boy, I have an old chair bolted to the floor, and then I bolt the boy to the chair. I fix him so that he can neither move hand nor foot, put a soft gag in his mouth to prevent a neighbourhood alarm, and begin, work. The first step towards cutting a boy's hair is to putin ten minutes' hard work with a curry-comb. If he hasn't been running loose over two or three years this tool will be found sufficient to take out the snarls, buttons, and articles previously mentioned. A basket is placed behind the chair for them to drop into, and they can be decora ted with fancy pictures and made to serve as parlour ornaments. When a boy's hair is ready for the shears brace your feet and shear away. Shear front, back, top, and sides without refer ences to lines or angles, The object is to remove hair.- There is no use of any con versation, not even when the shears find a piece of wire and refuse to cut it. The boy wouldn't know how it got there if you asked liim. He has had his head in closets, cellars, garrets, barns, fence-corners, barrels, boxes, and all sorts of nooks, arid such extra-attachments are no surprise to Mm. No one should be less than half-aii-hour robbing an average boy of his capillary sub stance. Any attempt at hurrying the job will result in overlooking a lot of shingle nails, the missing screwdriver or something that may damage his Sunday hat. My average is 35 minutes, and I have only two minutes left after being able to to see that he has a scalp. It then takes an additional 10 minutes to look him over and identify him as the same boy I began on. His neck has grown longer, the size of his ears increased, and the whole shape of the head is altered. When I feel sure that it is my boy, and not the son of some neighbour who has skulked in on me, I brush him off with an old broom, crack his head three or four times, draw the bolts and remove the gag, and then hold the door open for him to shoot into the back yard. I am a'loving father on all else, but when I cut a boy's hair I'm a stern old Roman of the'first water.—M. r Quad, in '/JDetroit Free Press.": . /:,, .•: :\* - <■:. j j •■.

The Efficacy of Prayer.

WHATEVER the materialists and sceptics may say about prayer } and however learnedly they may deny its compatibility' with the laws of nature, the American people, including Governors of States, Mayors of cities, boards of trade, stock ex changes, as well as professed, religion ists of all denominations, have given the fullest proofs that they believe in praying for President Garfield, , Who has not said a thousand times in his heart, God be merci ful to the President ? Who has not felt the wish glowing like d furnace in his bosom ? Who, when, all earthly help seemed in vain, did not turn his eye to tne Great Be ing from whence nature sprang and whose almighty will makes its laws ? the truth is there are extremities in individual life, and sometimes in national life, when prayer to God becomes an irresistible neces- - sity, and is as natural to the soul as breath is to the body. ; Prayer under certain ciicum cumstances becomes as much a, law of nature as - gravitation, or the radiation of heat. This has always been a praying world,- and such it will continue to be as. long as man remains vrhat he is and life is what it is. Sorrow and death lead men to pray. It is natural in the hour of deep want to make an appeal to God. Who shall say that this law of, prayer, which.has been so conspicuously disclosed with reference to our President, isa mere superstition?. Who shall say that that 13 a mere freak of fancy, which all men most want to do:when they, are in deepest, distress ? Who can affirm that the sorcalled laws .of nature are more.than a match for the Alniighfy Lawgiver? ;;\Vb.o. is sufficiently acquainted wim, the spirit world.,to, know, that prayer has, no power with God? Tbe faith of all ages and all religions declares that there is power in prayer; and that the Infinite is not so! un social toward the finite, as to preclude the possibility of any access by prayer. -A God to whom prayer cannot, be addressed would hardly be a God for the human soul.l Our dependence is so great and our necessities so. urgent that,-it, we have in thought a God at all. we must have a i God tp'whoni we "can speak. An Infinite .Absolute,' im passive, unconscious, t. 'without will or thought, with no.ear for the cry of dis tress, with no heart, for human woe, with no hand of relief, is not the, sort of God the soul wants. If:ihere : be any truth in hdman nature, God is no I such a God.—, From ttie'" Inaepettdent.'* , ,'. ~r .'/. {

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Special Medicines for Children, Infants' Food, Feeding Bottles, Nursing Shields, Enemas, Waterproof Sheeting, Bandages, ~ Belts, and all kinds of domestic appliances may be obtained at Gardner's English Pharmacy, IS4, Queen-street, Auckland,— [Advt.]



•foiiils -■■ ■ TAiLOfcr :,- r. rtny ; ! VULCAN LANE, AUCKLAND,' Hasjustreoetv.odNKw Spring Goods, consist me o£ tha Newest Patterns of best Mosgiol, Chipping Norton, Scotch Tweeds, Fancy Coat ings, and West of England Broad Cloths, etc. Inspection and Trial invited. , :, PR E E M A N,'. S B A V . TEA WAREHOUSE, ~ JUNCTION OF PAITERSON; DRAKK," AND WELLESLEr-STREKTS. J. BILLINGTON & SON; •; Having opened out in- tieir New 'Premises the LARGEST STOCK OF GROCERIES ever offered to tho inhabitants of Freeman's Bay, Ponßonby, and Franklin Road, are now in a position to execute all orders entrusted to them with care and dispatch. J. B. &S. would call the particular attention of their friends, and all connoisseurs, to their stock of NEW SEASON'S TEAS. Having paid very great ca'ro to the selection of the same, and holding one of the Largest Stocks -of any Family Grocer in Town, they are in a position to supply Teas of First ■ class Quality and at tho Lowest Price. J. 8.& S. wish to thank their numerous friends for the very liberal support aocorded them for the last 11 years, and beg to assure them their object in tho future shall oe to supply First-class G pods at tho Lowest Possible Prices. Families waited upon as usual, and all orders delivered free. Note the Address :— J. BILLINGTON"& SON, BI L L LIN GTO N>S BU IL DI N GS, v:; '-;' Freeman's' Bay.- ,-■ '..j ■_ ■ , ■■ ,



D.,-N,,..,...:..G A K,N..I w E, rI R,. 1 , Manufacturing Jeweller, a DEALER IN CUHIOS * % Albert Street (near Star Hotel), AUCKLAND' ' 31 AH kinds of Curios—Ornamental Kauri Gunii,, |j Wholesale and Retail; Shells o£ every descrip- aj tion mounted at moderate charges. ?a An Early Trial is Respectfully Solicited^ Repairs of every description. y's , On Parle Franjais. : mHE AUCKLAND GAS COMPANY, ! J_ ; Limited; y< PURVEYORS OF LIGHT, HEAT, & POWER, Gas fittings, Gas Apparatus, andGAS Engines ,-,; in Stock. -- ■ ■ . FORT-STREBT. AUCKLAND. ; Q< YMONDS STREET MEAT DEPOT, ENOCH WOOD, Family Butcher. Meat delivered at Mount Albert, Epsom, Mount Eden, Carlton Grove, Lower Symonda ( Street, Newton, and Eden Terrace. First-class quality; reasonable prices. " ; Cash'customers liberally.treated. ; , Inspection Invited. . r . . "'■' ANTED KNOWN THAT ;! H. WATT, -■'-:- i ■ GENERAL DEALER, '' 'Si Grey Street,' ■• ; .-.; •.■'■'■•'■• : Has always on hand a Large and Varied Stoo o£ all kinds of Household Requisites at i lowest Cash Prices. Now Selling Cheap, 470 Volumes of Assorted BOOKS. ": ■-~ Good Salt Butter, 8d per lb. • . by the keg, 6d per lb. r MR S.. R 0 U N T R E is> MILLINER AND STRAW1 WOKKER, ? WELLESLEY STREET, AUCKLAND, Has Just openkd a nice Assortment of Hats, Flowers, Feathers, Trimmings, etc., etc SUITABLE FOR EHE SEASON. Hats Cleaned, Dyed and Altered to any Shaos, required. Feathers Curled and Dyed, All Orders for Millinery, etc., promptly - ; : attended to. '"i-'i With the aid of machinery for pressing Hatav Mrs. R. is enabled to undertake any orders that % may be entrusted to her care.. .... ■ ";;| £ TRUE ■• S T ATE ME NT. i By going to ~.. ■ . f - ' WALTER BAYNB, -'. . ,V!::? EYBER PASS GENERAL^PURMSHIIfQSTORE Yob can have Furniture, Hardware, and a ■ General Assortment of. Useful Articles at . and below Town Prices. Funerals con- ''". ducted -on, moderate charges. CaskeM of all sizes kept in Stock. Prompt attention ■ ¥ given to all Orders. , , T > .. ■ Look" he ;r;;e ■'••• Corru.qated Tanks, cHsap* and' always on hand. .: • ■ ' ,'M 'R. TUDE II 0 P E,<- * UPPER QUEEN STREET, AUCKLAND, ' :- Ga?fltter, Plumber, Bellhaiiger,'Coppersmith. ' " •-•:: .-:: and Zinc Worker. Hot, Cold, and Shower Baths.: Gas FrrriNGa - .' IN EVERY VARIETY. . , ■; .' ' ''-'i-H Work Done in the best style.' > ' ■' \TOTJWG WOMAN'S INSTITUTE X AND BOARDING-HOPSB, '' ' i:; i-QUKEH-STBEBT, "-.:■;■,!;: ■ • Open dally tiom 10 a.m. tiilftSOpjn,: Dinner and Luncheon from 12 to 2 n,ns,' left from6to7p.ro. ■'•■■" '■■;"■«<■■; ---i ■- -■■■"■■ ..- -_; Hoarding-houße for Young' Ladloa who are occupied during the day. ■ Terms on application. . to the Secretary. ■ , . *, ■■ The following: Gatherines, to, whloh all are " Invited, are held during the Week:—Monday. • 7.30 p.m.. Bible Clans; Tuesday. 3.30 p.m., Bibla Class; Friday, 7.30 p.m., Working Party (toe Institute). .■ ; , Governesa 1 Agrenoy< Servants' BegtttrTi'ana Landing Library f a connection with tho Jitetl- < - f ■■■■■ ■! ■ ■ .-■ \ riLANVILLE & T7LLYETT . |br £a . .TB A DEAL ER S. ; , ■ : >.-;■• .-';•.] ij ■ .AND :. /-'■•: ~;: : i|B FAMILY GROCERS, ■ Ui. QUEEN STREET, ; (Opposite the Union Bank), AUCKLAND. NEW SEASON'S TEAS, :...•>. Highly Recommended. • WIZARD OIL; is a diatinsuisbine; i name, given by Frank Weaton to i his Medicine, which,is composed oft various Vegetable Oils, Healing Ouhul Kara Balsams, Koota, Barks iandi Herbs, (found only on the Great Amer ican Continent,) forming the Chemical; .'■ Compound ' universally known ««• "Weston'e Wizard OUT* This Medicine was first Introduced, by^Vank Weston, to" the Außtralianv Public in 1884, and the wonderful and> mysterious influence it exhibited in , stopping the most, excruciating Faint, Aches and Innrmities, in a few days, after its use is well known. Its miroc- '; ulqus^poweor in rising the Bed-ridden, Cnppled,Eheumatie3reuralgic,diTireßt mg the system of all suffering front pain, inflammation and weakness* ■ curing in a few days the sickness an« diseases of months and years giving mstantaneoua'Ease and Comfbrtin att; ordinary pains and aches, either inter nal or external, all cramps. sj>asms, congestions, &c., is weUknowri^ V Weston's Wizard Oil, has the power t J° distribute itself over every part o£ the body internally as weU as extern ally, curing the most inveterate cases of tumors, ulcers, scrofula, diseased • liver, piles, swellings, wounds, &c.,&c. KEMPTHOENE, PROSSER &< V CO.,.'! AOENTS,! ' .■.■'-,?'; j'v m ".'■' .V,'.'..'V; '-;>,i\-,'i'f>"!,-:.iri i ■':.-,';'' ''.'."■■" '■■'':