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AUCKLAND, SATURDAY, APRIL 1, 1882.

Bret Harte's New Book.—A Collection of Fables.

Brkt Haete has gene to the author wh^m that popular lecturer, the Kcv. Juckson Wray, aptly describes as "Bare old -Esop," and has produced a new book of fables whose chief fault is that it is so small. The letterpress and illustrations (Hamilton, Paternoster-square) only occupy tifty-four pages ; but though the volume is thin, the fun is not so by any means. We open the book at tho first page, and read the following.—

,THE GOOD SAMARITAN.

A certain man went from Jerusalem to Jericho and fell aniong thieves, who bent him and stripped him and loft him for dead. A Good Samaritan, seeing this, clipped spurs to his ass and galloped away, lest he should be sent to the House of Detention as a witness, whilo the robbers were released on bail. Moral.— The Percciver is worse than the Thief. It would have been impossible for any Londoner to have written a niorc ap propiate fable than this, even if he hail been a reporter at the Clcrkenwell Police Court, in the constant habit of listening to the peals of ministerial wisdom that fall from the lips of Mr Barstow. Bret Hartc, indeed, seems to have cither the gift of prescience, or of übiquity. When wo read the following fable, we can almost suppose that he had been accustomed to sit at the table of the London School Board, and listen to the debates on the conduct of the managers of the St. Paul's Industrial School:

THE KISD-nEAKTED SHE-ELEPHANT,

A kind-hearteu she-elephant, while walk ing through the jungle, where the spicy breezes blow soft o'er Ceylon's Isle, heed lessly set foot upon a partridge, which she crushed to death within a few inches of tho nest containing its callow brood. "Poor little things 1" said the generous mammoth, "I have been a mother myself, and my affection shall atone for the fatal conse quences of my neglect." So saying, she sat down upon the orphaned birds, Moral— The above teaches us what home is without a mother; alao, that it is not every person who should be entrusted with the care or an orphan asylum. Swindling advertisements, especially tho3e of that heartless clbbs of swindlers who prey upon simple people that haye little money and no employment, appear to be aa common in America as in England. Those whose necessities make them over confident would do well to read the follow ing :—

THE PHILOSOPHER AND THE SIMPLETON. A simpleton, having had occasion to seat himself, sat down on a pin, whereupon he made a cry unto Jupiter. A philosopher who happened to be holding up a hitching post in the vicinity rebuked him, saying : 111 can tell you how to avoid hurting yonr self by sitting down on pins, and will, if you will set them up." The simpleton eagerly accepting the offer, the philosopher swallowed four fingers of the rum which perisheth, and replied, "Never sit down." He subsequently acquired a vast fortune by advertising for agent?, to whom he guaran teed £3 a-week for light and easy employ ment at their homes. Moral— The wise man saitb, " There is a nigger in the fence," but the fool sendeth on twenty stamps for sample, and is taken

in. It is often possible to convey a great moral lesson in such a way that " truth embodied in a tale may enter in at lowly doors," even where "truth in closest words may fail." Maay years ago Arthur Hugh Clongh wrote : — The wise man waits; Uta the foolish haste: And, while tbe scenes are In the slides, would And, while the Instruments are tuning, danoe. How much more effectively is the lesson convoyed in Bret Harte's fable of " The Prudent Tiger."

THE PRUDENT TIGEE.

A prudent tiger having observed a pro cession bearing the remains of a sainted tfrahmin to the tomb, communicated the intelligence to his wife, who said, "My dear, we are almost out of meat, and though tho deceased, from the austerities of his pious life, was in poor condition, I make no doubt that among hia surviving friends we may encounter others more succulent." " Miserable Tigeress," exclaimed her lord, " cannot you see that if we peimit the de ceased to be canonised, pilgrimages will be instituted to his tomb, and tho producer and consumer will be brought together in accordance the true principles of poli tical economy? Katherlet no, then, offer a chromo for each new pilgrim." This prudent advice being followed, tbe tiger en loved a free breakfast-table to the end of 1. A ' Moral,— Beware of breaking the egg that hatches the golden goose. Some of the fables in the book seem almost to have been written with an eye to passing events. Take, for instance, the following and ;read it in connection with the extraordinary incidents of the trial of Guiteau :

THE WOLF AND THE LAMB. A W<*lf one day, drinking from a running stream, observed a Lamb also drinking from the same stream, at somedistancefrom "I have yet to learn," said the Wolf, ad dressing the Lamb with dignified severity, " what right you have to muddyjthe stream from which I am drinking." "Your premises are incorrect, replied the Lamb, with bland politeness, "for if you will take the trouble to examine the current critically you will observe that it flows from you to me, and that any distur bance of sediment here would be, so far as you are concerned, entirely local. "Possibly you arc right," returned the Wolf- "but, if I am not mistaken, you are the person who, two years ago, used some influence against me at the Univer -81 "Impossible," replied tho Lamb, "two years aso I was not born." " Ah well,'1 added the Wolf, composedly, "I am wrong again; but it must convince every intelligent person who has listened to this conversation that I am altogether insane, and consequently not responsible for my actions." , , With this remark he at once dispatched the Lamb, and was triumphantly Ac Moral.— This Fable teaches us how erroneous may be the popular impression in regard to the Distribution of Alluvium, and the formation of River Deltas. One of the <•!■ et defects or American humour is that ii is so frequently leavened with a strong dash of profanity. From this fault Bret Harte is comparatively free,

and even a rigid Scotch Presbyterian could hardly grudge a laugh over the following :— THE SHAKK AND THE PATRIARCH. During the Deluge, as a shark was con dncting a thanksgiving service for an abun dant harvest, a prudent Patriarch looked out and addressed him, thus: "My friend, 1 am much struck with your open countenance ; pray come into the Ark and make one of us. The probabilities are a falling bt romoter and heavy rains through out thu regions of the lower universe during the next forty days." "That is just the sort of hair pin I am," replied the shark, : who had cut several rows of wisdom teeth, " fetch on your deluges. :l About six weeks subsequently the Patriarch encountered him on the summit of Mount Ararat in very straitened circumstances. Moral—Yon can't pretty much nrst always tell how things are going to turn out sometimes.

Bret Hartc, who has found a congenial illustrator in F.S. Church, must be congra tulated on his new book ; but, consider ing how great i* the dearth of honest, hearty fun, he ought not to supply the cravings of the public in such hornojopatlu cal doses.— London Echo.

Russian Celebration for the Dead.

Like the Roman Catholics, the members of the Russian Church have a day in their calendar consecrated to the memory of the dead, only instead of their All Souls' Day coming in November, it is kept on the 09th July, Tims on that day about 20,000 or 30,000 of the inhabitants of St, Peters burg go out to *sniolensky, the principal cemetery of the Russian capital, to visit their dead jrelatives. In the morning may be seen the huge samovars (tea-urns), some of them twice as high' as a man, being conveyed on carriages to tho cemetery in order to supply the hot water for that invigorating beverage without which 'no Russian can be happy, especially on a holiday. Among the hundred Russian fes tivals this is especially interesting to strangers, as it is strictly Muscovite in its character. One part of the cemetery is tenanted by the richer portion of the com munity, and their graves are remarkable for taste and very costly decorations. Every grave has a little garden in minia ture around it, and is invariably provided with a seat and a small table for the ac commodation of these annual visitors. When a Russian approaches his relatives' graves he crosses himself at every grave stone, and says loudly, as to a living person, "Good day." After that he par takes of tho refreshments which he lias brought with him. The district where the poor lie buried shoves a great contrast. There scarcely any method is maintained in the arrangement of tho graves.

How Cheaply One Can Live.

Bread, after all, is the cheapest diet one can live on, and also the beat. A story is told that shows just how cheap a man can live, when ho gets " down to mush," figu ratively and literally speaking. Colonel Fitzgibbon was, many years ago, Colonial Agent at London for the Canadian Govern ment, and was wholly dependent upon re mittances from Canada for his support. On one occasion these remittances failed to arrive, and as there was no cable in those days, ho was compelled to write to his Canadian friends to know the reason of the delay. Meanwhile he had just one sovereign to live upon. Be found that he could live upon sixpence per day, or about 12£ cents of our money—Four pennyworths of bread, one pennyworth of milk, and one pennyworth of sugar. He made pudding of some of the bread and sugar, which ser ved for breakfast, dinner, and supper, the milk being reserved for the last meal. When his remittance arrived about a month afterward, he had five shillings remaining of his sovereign, and he liked his frugal diet so well that he kept it up for over two years, possibly longer. Twelve cents a day is certainly a small amount to expend for foed; but a man in Minnesota, about three years ago worried through a whole year on §10. He lived on " Johnny cake." We know of a theological student in an Ohio college who, sustained by grace, rice and corn bread, lived thirteen weeks on §7 but there were several good apple orchards near'the college, and the farmer kept no dogs. It is not the necessities of life that cost much, but the luxuries; and it is with the major part of mankind as it was with the Frenchman, who said that if he had the luxuries of life he conld dispense with the necessities. Mere living is cheap, but as the hymnologist says, "It is not all of life to live,"—" The American Miller."

Humorous.

If the good die young, how do you account for bald-neaded editors. A Derby doctor killed a fox, and the Derby "Transcript"sardonically remarks: " The doctor means business when he gets after 'em." ~,_,.„ " Make Somebody Glad," urges a recent poem. Hundreds of young men can comply with this request by simply bidding her good-night two or three hours earlier on Sunday nights. We do not agree with Professor Phelps when he says shat clergymen weep to conceal the thin points in their sermons, for if they did there would be a great deal more weeping in the pulpit than there is now. , , "When I look at the quackery and spe ciosity of the times, I determine to cast all tolerance to the winds," said Carlyle in a conversation just reported. ''My dear fellow," said Sterling slyly, " I had no idea you had any to cast." Conversation at the Promenade : She— •j What a horrible noise this band makes ! He—" I beg your pardon ?" She—" Excuse me?" He—"Pardon me. Did yon speak ?" She—" I didn't catch your last remark?" Both relapse into silence. It takes 800 full-blown roses to make a single tablespoonfulof the famous perfume, and you can get enough perfume out of an onion to drive a dog on the gallop out of a slaughter-house. And yet we admire the rose more than we do the onion. They tell a story of a little boy, a young scion of the house of Beecher, that, on being rebuked for his noisy conduct, in which his sister bad some share, he declared that she ought to be included in the scolding. "If 1 was boisterous," he said " she was girlste. rous."

Jack.—A Story of To-day.

I.—THE MYSTERIOUS CHARACTER

A dreary night! A bleak and bitter night! The wind moaned among the chimney pots and hammered the sleet against tho belated horse's ears. A bad night for a lire. A man of herculean frame rapidly ascending tho stairs of the elevated railway station at Fifty-third-srreet. His face was screened frnm observation by the capacious collar of his ulsttr. lie carried a basket in one hand, in tho other a green umbrolla. He laughed bitterly as he rushed by the gatoman, in whose box he dropped a thcatro ticket coupon. There was something mysterious in his air. A close observer might have noticed that his fiicc twitched convulsively. Did he suffer the pangs of remorse, or love, or hate ? Mayhap lie was chewing tobacco ? Who was he that he chose such a night for his journey! The iron st'ed whinnied, a brakeman shoved a passenger down be tween the car and the platform so that he broke his leg, and the train carrying the mysterious stranger started.

n.—THK SORItOW OF ETHELDERTA

While tho events narrated in the p'evions chapter were taking place, Ethelberta Copp was pacing restlessly up and down the front parlour of a hoarding-hou<e in Madison avenue. Chairs, tallies, secretary bed steads, coal hods, and other evidences of unbounded wealth and luxurious case, were scattered in uncataloguedmngnificcnca about her. A tight-air stove diffused its mellow warmth through the apartment. Ethelberta Copp was a veritable divinity. Sho seemed like some ancient statue of Pythoness or Bacchante as, unable to con trol her agitation, with one petulant tosa of her tiny foot she kicked over a horsehair sofa and a sewing machine Ethelberta Copp was one of these rare brunettes with raven tresses and azure eyes, wiio are the despair of painters and the principal assets of novelists. Her eyes were of that unfathomable turquoise blue which is seldom found except in New York milk Her sable frizzes thatched a brow winter than snow. Her face was oval. Her nose was a trifle too large, as is tho custom with heroines. Her cheeks were bright as bandanas. Her ruby lips enviously hid a coral reef of pearly teeth. Her form, faultlessly correct in its every outline, wns not too large or too small, or even too medium. It was perfect as the Mellan Venus.

"Oh, Jack, Jack," she cried, "where can he be ? It is now live hours since I have seen him. Can he have perished in tho storm ? He seemed to have a presenti ment of some misfortune when last we met. His appetite, too, has not been good for several days, Oh Jack, dear Jack, if any thing happens to him I shall go mad. Ah, why did he leave my side !" She went to tho piano, and running her hands musingly over the ivory keys, sought to give vent in music to her o'erstrung heart. Sho sang half unconsciously the pathetic lines: —

Let winds that tossed his raven hair A moasage from ni7 lost One bear. Then, frightened by her own voice, she ceased, and at length, in tears and a clean wrapper, she sobboa herself into a troubled sleep. in.— pursuit. Day dawned bitterly at the time indi cated in the almanacs. The birds in tha bird stores carolled merrily. The hand organs were out. All Naturo smiled. But in the anguished heart of Ethelberta there was small room for gaiety. Whero was Jack ? Sho dared not answer as her fears forboded. Perhaps at that very moment lying cold and dead, his blonde curly locks stained with his own blood. Yet even now Bhe shrank from putting herself into direct communication with th« officers of the law. It might be—ah, faint, faint hope!—it might be that Jack was still alive. She determined to insert an advertisement in "Tlio Sun." She could hardly see to write for tho tears that streamed as she described Jack's beauty and accomplish ments, and the lovable traits which she knew so well. She borrowed off her land : lady money to pay for tho advertisement.

IV,—REUNITED.

At 7 o'clock the uext morning the door bell of the boarding-honse rang with per emptory vehemence. A man of herculean frame, clad in an ulster, and carrying a basket and a green umbrella, was ushered into tbe front parlour. Ethelberta Copp, who was listening on tho landing above, heard a voice —a dear, familiar voice. "Jackl" she cried, and, plunging madly down the stairs, rushed into the parlour, and clasped once more in her arms her lost, her darling, her recovered Jack. The mys terious stranger had answered the advertise ment,

v.—conclusion,

The mysterious stranger was Gilly the Pup Lifter. Jack, an ingenuous Scotch terrier, had been abducted by him on the night of the storm. He now returned him for the $10 reward offered by Ethelberta.

What need to linger over tho other characters of our tale ? Seven hundered and fifty dogs were brought to Ethelberta's house that day. As for Gilly the Pup Lifter, he did not long enjoy his ill-gotten gains. That night he blew the $10 in a faro bank. So swift, even in this world, arc the feet of retribution.

In 1869 Salo Schmey appeared in Cin cinnati, and by persistent effort became a leader in good society. He seemed to be very wealthy. He lived at the most expensive hotel in a most extravagant manner. He was young, handsome, brilliant in conversation, and a "born musician." His usefslness In the Har monic and Orpheus Societies was so great that the mui-ic-loving people of the city made a pet of him. The daughters of the best families, some of whom are now the wives of prominent business men, were seen in Schmey'a company at balls and on the mad in his swell drag. He was the most widely known young man in town. In 1873 he disappeared. A late number of the Vienna "Frei Prcsse," in telling of the occupants of the prisons of that city, mentions one Salo Schmey, recently from America, convicted of stealing jewellery to the amount of 12,000 florius.

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KINDRED HEARTS.

Kindred hearts, to travui with ns Up and down tno path ot life, 01 ye a Kent to each enjoyment, Pluok the sting from toil and strife And, If rugged bo tho paihwuy— Ac it will sometimes, 1 weon— Kindred heartu will point to beanties Which alone wo have not seen.

Kindred hearts, to gather with ub

Hound the eaorod fires of homo, With await mimic, books, and converge,

Till no wish have wo to roam. Let our friends be few. but trusted,

Lest simplicity depart. Ana formality and fashion Take the place of brain and heart,

Kindred hearts. In time of trouble, When the soul is bruised and orossed, like a ship on stormy billows. Crippled, lashed, and tempest-tossed. Then, whan helpless and forsaken. Do we prize the preoious few That will guide us into heaven, And still keep oar bars In view.

Kindred hearts, boyond the river. Waiting on the farther shore. Make aa long to reaoh tho harbour Of the dear ones gone before. Aa we strive for grander virtues. Scatter seeds of truth ana love. Knowing that they watch and beckon From the sinlosa realms above.

SWIFT SHIPS, AND NOT IRON. CLADS.

[FROM "PUNCH."]

It was a gallant captain, and he sailed upon the lea. Quoth he, tbe tnmb'rlng ironclad* Oan ne'er get hold of me; I steam much faster than them all. bo In the times ot war I'll simply pour a broadaide In and then fir off afar.

I carry heavy metal, too, the newest of new guns, The playthings that are rated at a simple hund red tons; They'll go through every armour plate like paper, such their power. And, having fired, will siuam away at sixteen knots an hour.

And should the enemy hit me, ltd easy to divine. With eoKines and with boilers plaoed below my water-line. They'll batdly touch a vital part, conttraoted as I am, While lam free to ohargo at them, and use my deadly ram.

I'm light and I'm uuarmoured, save jaat whero my rods are placed; For, like a lady, I am well protected at the

Waist, Before me shall each ironclad in fight give up the ghost, And England's wooden walls again snail bo the standing toast I

Worried to Death.

Sbvkbal good articles appear in " Modern Thought," the moat practical being Dr. Richardson's "Health in Kelation to Work." After pointing out the advantages enjoyed by mental workers, he is compelled to admit that many of the best of them fall prematurely. "We say, as a general proposition, that they died of. overwork, but, in it Recms to me, the remark is often vastly misapplied, and that other agencies than mere overwork are those which have done mischief. The agencies which are thus at woik ore, according to my experience:—First, excessive devotion to oie particular study or art; secondly, limitation of bodily exercise combined with too close application to work, frequently in a close and injurious atmosphere; and lastly, too careless a re«ort -for it need not amount to actual indulgence—to the use of stimulating and narcotic ' aids,' as they are called, for long-continuei work. These are the dangers which most beset those who are purely engaged in mental occupa tion, They beset equally those who com bine physical with mental work, and amongst the latter they are supplemented by other peril?, which add greatly to the risks involved.. These additional perils consist, firstly, in vague and violent attempts to force on mental and physical work at the same time, or to make some exhausting physical exertion act as a counterfoil to some ex hausting mental effort; secondly, in the getting up of excitement in the carrying out of work, and accepting risks which ever provoke the mind to unrest and want of stability; thirdly, to luxury, luxurious habit and mode of life, competition in luxury, and above all, giving way to intemperance in strong drinks; fourthly, the competition craze for wealth and what is falsely called independence, by which the mind in kept !'vom day to day fretful, worried, expectant, I Jowncast, all in turn and snecession, until, with the digestion all wrong, the circula tion unsteady, and the train irregularly nourished, the body is, in plaiu terms, worried to its doom,"

"POTTING" THE POETS.

Condensation is the ordor of the day. The " Penny Poets" ought to come out at once. What do we went in this rapid age but the essence, the soul, so to speak, of a poem? Take a very well-kiic-Ti none, "The Village Blacksmith ;" why, li>e sixths of it arc made up of mero ndjectiioH and orna mental expressions I

Under a tree A smithy Btandg, The smith is muscular And has large hands,

Hie hah- Is black and ions Face oolonr of tan ; He perspires at work. And earns all he oan; And iv independent, Cash down being his plan. 3 & 4. Bis hammer umi bellows Swing uud roar, Plea'iLi? tho youngstnrs Who look in at bis door; And lurk co much- He ttuda it a bore. 5 & 6. He goes to «horch on Sunday., And hems his dtiUKhtersldg. Thinks, " How liko her mother Who'< dead, poor thing 1' And aries, for ouch tuou H ht!i Ills feelings wring. 7 & 8. Being a blacksmith, He works the week ♦hrough r Being a man, he has ups and downa; fcio must we too, And must always expoct them Whatever we do I



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