particular key, which was generally con comitant with a face very white with pas sion, and a turning up of the end of the nose, that conveyed an aggravating idea of extreme contempt, Snowball sat upon his haunches, and his ears partially lifted, looked alternately from his master to his mistress, as if to say, "I'm watching you, and I think the danger-signal ought to be hoisted. If it go<"s much further I shall have to take action." • It was a peculiarity of this stage of the domestic phenomena at present under con sideration that it usually lasted a very long time. When Mrs Pummerhoni threw up her nose, and spoke tones of bitter sarcasm, Mr Pumraerhorn widened his nostrils, drew up his upper lip from his rather too prominent fore-teeth, and respon ded by observations as satiric and ironical as his limited talents enabled him to frame.

If from this stage Mr Pumraerhorn worked himself into a passion, and, not content with satire, began to shout and bump the table with his fist, and even to shake it across the room at Mrs P., Snow ball pricked up his ears, stood on his fore legs,, threw up his nose and began to whine, If the room door were open, he trotted out ; if not, he whined and scratched till one or other of the parties opened it. Then he made for the kitchen, and seizing the girl by the petticoat drew her to the door ; and so getting out he gained straightway to the house of Mrs Puinsnerhorn. There, by hook or by crook, he would get in—by howling,by scratching, even by pulling at the skirts or trousers of passers-by. No thing would satisfy the messenger of peace until he saw old Mrs Pummerhorn with her bonnet on, walking towards Foxburgh Road; and on this terribly stormy night outside, the tempest inside rising to a sale, the little fello .v had gallantly started off once more to fetch the only person who could maintain the peace. When Mrs Pumraerhorn had rung the bell at the little house in Foxburgh Road, and a lull for a moment in the wind en abled them to hear through the thin walls, it was clear to her and Mr Wrexham that she had not come a moment too soon. Maria's high treble and Richard's coarse baritone were rising and falling with all the fury of the gusts on the esplanade. "My eye 1" remarked Mr Wrexham, "how they can co on so long like that without hitfin' each other, / can't under stand."

The slavey opened the. door as he spoke, the sonnd of angry voices came clearer from the little parlour that opened from the narrow hall.

"Oh, ma'am 1" cried the slavey, "I am so glad yon're come, for I were afraid there ; were gom' to be murder." j And Mrs Pummerhorn, with a pale face, her lips tightly closed, entered the room. At that very moment Mr Richard Pumtncr-1 horn had seized his wife rudely by the arm, and she uttered a loud shriek. The dog lifted his head and howled dismally. The widow pushed between her children, show ing an energy far beyond her apparent powers. "Shame on you, Richard 1 shame on you both ! You coward, to go to strike a woman ! And why do you aggravate him so, you hussy 1" said she, turniog to Maria,- i who was sobbing in a chair upon which she had fallen. "You're a disgrace to an ! honest name, nnd a nuisance to the neigh bourhood. Come in here, Mr Wrexham, and see this precious pair of fools. I've wasted thirty years of my life on that man, and he's as big a baby as the day he was bora, and a much bigger fool, and a coward to boot 1" ~ Wrexham was standing there, with the dog in his arms. Richard Pummerhorn stood looking very much ashamed of him self. Maria was still sobbing. '' Why," added the old lady, ' 'look here 1 The very dog has moro sense than yon. He's been all the way up to fetch me to stop your quarrelling, and he's well-nigh killed, too. Look at his poor little foot. She took it gently in her hand, but the movement made the dog, who was trying to make out his master through his dazed eyes, yelp with pain. Richard and Maria ran to the dog to gether. Mr Wrexham put him on the table. His head fell limp. He looked for a moment or two from one to the other; for an instant his eyes lit up. He made an effort to raise his head, and one ear moved slightly. Then they saw him fall over dead. * Poor little faithful, watchful peace maker, he had died a martyr to duty. Maria was sobbing over her dead dog as if her heart would break ; and Richard, with a pale face,2»egan to try to soothe her kindly. Mr Wrexham thought it was time to retire, but before doing so be re lieved his mind. "Look here, you two," he said, with a trem© in his brave, rude voice; "if I was you, "• I'd have that little do" stuffed, and keep him here as a reminder. And. whenever you two feels a quarrel comin on, you just take a look|at this i 'ere little martyr, and remember he died in tiyin to save you from acratchin' each other s eyes out; and if that ddn't shame you out of your bad temper, then a dog's a wiser animal than you are. Good evenin' to you. Mrs Pummerhorn, your most obedient.'

Mr Brighi's Oratorical Charac teristics.

He has much fancy and vivacity, and his universal sympathies invest his speeches with a wide and permanent claim upon the world's attention. As compared with Mr Glad stone, who has all the treasures of classical lore at his command, he lacks com prehensiveness and variety of treatment. But those who are in the habit of assum ing that Mr Blight's knowledge of the lit er ature of his own country is confined al most exclusively to Shakespeare and Milton—wit'i of course a profound knowledge of the Bible — commit a grievous error. There is scarcely an English poet, or writer of prose, with whose works he is not largely familiar; and he can draw at will, and with facility from this great storehouse of intellectual Wealth. For a generation back, the House of Commons always filled immediately the news reached the lobbies that Mr Bright "was up." He had always something to say, and in this-respect he may be imitated with advantage by younger and more garrulous speakers. The great art of legislative oratory is to have some thing to say, and to know when to say it. _feet these conditions be observed, and the House will speedily recognise its duty, and wiU listen. The simplicity of Mr Blight's language is another point worthy of note; he has shown the mighty but neglected power of words of one syllable; and thus, while enlisting the attention of the most intellec tual and the refined, he at the same time secures a still larger audience amongst the masses. It has been well remarked that his natural gifts have been both modified and expanded by study, and that in his eloquence he goes to the primary roots of things; he gets hold of eternal principles. • Facts occupy a subordinate position in his oratory; but they are always at command, and whenever they are used, they have the awkward merit for his opponents of being perfectly irrefragable,— Life and Speeches of Mr. Bright, by George Barnetl Smith.

DOWB'S COXCOMBERY.

By E. C. GRENVILLE MURRAY,

Captain Lokd Julius Dowb was no relation to the "Dowb" who was "taken caie of " during the Crimean AVar; but he was a young nobleman of wealthy family who had a great number of influential connections. This explains how he got his captaincy when he was but just turned twenty-two, aud had not distinguished him self otherwise than by travelling in the train of his father, the Marquis of Doubleyew, when the latter went to carry a Garter to HS.H. the Prince of Rigmarolen-Singsong aten. Lord Julius was in the Guards then; but on getting his step he was advised to exchange into the 25th Hussars, who were fighting in Afghanistan, in order that there might be no outcry against jobbery. So Dowb rather ruefully ordered himself a new uniform, and packed up his trunks. He did not object to war in the abstract; but he preferred Pall Mall during the season, and it was at the height of the season just then.

To console him for his exile, Lord Julius was allowed to take with him the soldier who had been his valet in the Guards—a jolly Yorkshireman called Tom Busslc. The fellow had not his equal for mixing the soda and B. which Dowb usually quaffed of a morning on getting up, or for cooking the devils off which my lord mostly breakfasted. He was besides very nicely particular in the care he took of his master's well-appointed wardrobe. Lord Julius's Indian outfit included twenty dozen pocket handkerchiefs ; a gross of shirts; twenty four pairs of boots; and a valise full of cravats and perfumery. His uniforms, ilress and undress, filled three mottled tin boxes, aud his civilian attire six. His lordship could not really have travelled with less. He was ready to get himself shot at by Afghans; but he could not waive his right to be properly dressed on occasions where his life was at stake.

The troopship, carrying a number of relief drafts, was to steam on a Tuesday. In the afternoon of the day before—just an hour previous to his leaving London for Portsmouth, Dowb nbghtcd from his brougham at a house in Eaton Square. He was clothed in his regimentals, with a sword dangling at his side, and he thought good to apologise for this costume as if it were an absurd one when he entered the drawing-room where Lady Merrybell and her daughter Beatrice, two of the nicest people among Dowb's acquaintances, were engaged on some crewel work.

" Why should you call your uniform a livery, and affect to be ashamed of it, Lord Julius ?" laughed Beatrice nervously. " I am sure'you are as proud of it as other officers."

" 'Pon my soul I don't know why I should be proud of wearing a coat which is sported by a number of fellows, not one of whom I know from Adam. Don't know a soul in the 25th, I assure you." " Well, you will make their acquaintance, and I hope be popular with them. They are all gentlemen, I suppose ?" " Well, I don't expect to meet my tailor among them, if that s what you mean ; but I wouldn't answer for my tailor's son. All sorts of odd creatures get into the Army now, and it comes rather hard upon a man who has always lived with one set of chums to go amongst a lot of others who don't know anything about his ways, you see."

" When do you sail f asked Beatrice, to change the subject. "'lo-morrow before twelve, I believe." "Andyou have paid all your farewell visits ?" " Yes, I reserved this one for the last."

There was a moment's silence. Lady Merrybcll rose, and, under pretence of giving an order, glided out of her room. Beatrice went on with her work, but she kept her eyes bent on it, and the colour on her cheeks deepened. It would have been evident to tho meanest observer—had a mean observer been present—that there was " something " between her and Lord Julius Dowb. The officer stood with his back to the mantelshelf, stroking his moustache, and appeared rather embarrassed as to what he should say next—an unusual mood with.him, for ne was the coolest creature alive. At last he said abruptly :" Is there anything & _wa.4«»fiyi.-3<iu. in Afghanistan, Miss Merry tell ?" " I expect yoa will be so busy there you will have not much iime to think of ot'sers, Lord Julius."

" I shall always think of you though." "Well, then, if you can remember Lt, bring me back one of those gold colhn which the Afghan chiefs wear round their necks."

" Anything else T "Yes, a tiger skin, but you must have killed the tiger yourself; and, of course, you must snatch the .gold collar yourself from the neck of the Afghan." "That's how I understood it. There would be no fun in the thing otherwise," responded Lord Julius, quietly. "No, I was only joking," exclaimed Beatrice, looking up with a tearful smile. " Bring yourself back alive and well, and that's all your friends ask for." " Will that satisfy yon, too, Beatrice I" "Yes," she faltered, blushing, for he was standing very close to her then, and his lips bent to touch her forehead as soon as the words were spoken. Five minutes later tord Julius left Lady Merrybell's house, looking as composed as ever; so that his coachman was far from suspecting what a very important die in his master's life had been cast within the last half-hopr. Lord Julius jumped into his brougham, and was driven to Waterloo Station. That night he slept on board the Crocodile, and the next day by noon was already out of sight of England. 11. Colonel Ptarmigan, of the 25th Hussars, was not the pleasantest officer in the British army, and his temper had been but little improved by six months' campaigning on the Indian frontier. Major Burncross, tho second in command, was, perhaps, not the most agreeable of Majors, and he had lost what little amiability he once had in the hardships of warring. The Major and the Colonel hated each other, and a subaltern who attached himself to the one was cer tain to incur the implacable animosity of the other. Unfortunately Ptarmigan could not put down Burncross, for the latter was an excellent officer, who did his duty well, whereas the Colonel was what sub-lieu tenants call a duffer. It was Burncross who really commanded the regiment, and Ptarmigan was obliged to hearken to his ad vice for he was sure to get.into some scrape if he did not. Bnt the Major's advice was always most ungraciously given, and the Colonel, in following it, loathed the giver more and more, and felt relieved of any obligations of gratitude towards him. All this"will explain how it was that perfect harmony was not reigning among the officers of the 25th when Lord Julius Dowb joined their station at Khardrec along with ser vant, nine trunks, and several smaller parcels. Having been shown to his bunga ow, Lord Julius took a bath, dressed, per

fumed himself, and went in full uniform to report himself to his Colonel. He flashed in his brilliant clothes from head to foot as if he had been extracted from a dressing case; and both the Colonel and the Major, who were in the orderly room when lie arrived, stared at him astonishingly. Their own uniforms were in the seediest condition. However, Dowb's rank and his known in fluence at head-quarters obtained for him a civil reception from the two seniors, and it was not till the morrow that the inevitable difference of opinion (it was sure to come) arose about him. Ptarmigan, who was a noodle, thought good to say that lie didn't want any coxcomb in his regiment. He liked a soldier to look like a soldier, and not like a ballet-dancer.

" Well, but you wouldn't have the man soil his clothes so as to make them look at once like yours?" sneered the Major. " Supposing you give him time to take the gloss off theni in campaigning ?" "A likely fellow to campaign with," laughed- the Colonel boisterously, for that was his only way of drowning Burncross's voice. "My opinion is he'll take a smell ing-bottle on to the battle-field because the odour of powder will be too much for him." " Wait and see," said the Major. "Tut, tut, man; I know you plume yourself upon being a judge of men, but that is only one of your many conceits. Aha!"

The Major shrugged his shoulders, and resolved that he would be a friend to Dowb because the Colonel despised him. It so chanced, however, that Burncross had his one very weak point, and that was tigers. He had once shot a tiger himself under great difficulties, having but two native servants with him, and being mounted on a horse instead of an elephant. To make people appreciate this teat, lie was con tinually talking about tiger-shooting, and magnifying its dangers. So a few days after Dowb's arrival he invited the latter to a friendly tiffin, and showed him the skin of his tiger—the famous tiger—which he used as a counterpane. "Fine thing," said Dowb, examining it with interest through his eyeglass. "I must shoot a tiger myself," "Shoot a tiger yourself", cried the Major. "Why you seem to have no idea of the difficulties of such a thing. Why, sir, when I killed that beast"... and hereon the Major related for Dowb's benefit the story which in one form or other he had told fifty times already in the mess-room. "Well, sir," said Dowb when he had heard him politely to the end, "I don't know that I could manage the thing so neatly as you; but I've half a mind to stroll out into the jungle one of these days and take my chance of a Dot-shot."

"A potshot! Why you're crazed,' screamed the Major. "Didn't you just hear we say thac the tiger lies hidden in the long grass, and takes a spring of twenty yards at you before you know where he is ! Why, you must have elephants, natives, and a party of half-a-dozen all round, with two rifles a-piece before you tackle a tiger." "The elephants and the natives would rather bore me," said Dowb, who did not mean to be rude, but was simply expressing an opinion. " I should like to go out with only just a rifle." "Remember that we're in war tune, and you mttsn't go out with a rifle for sporting purposes without leave." "Well, I'd just as soon go out with a revolver. I suppose there would be no harm in that, said.'' Dowb coolly.

From that moment Dowb's name was obliterated from Major Bumcross's good books. The tigci fcat-thc ever-incnioiablc tiger-feat, which was a glory to tbe 23rd, aud extolled by all tho officers and men in it, save Ptarmigan—had been, if not slighted, at least, made li_ht of 1 Bum cross could not forgive such arrogance. Imagine, however, what must have been his disgust and mortification when a few days afterwards _he was aroused at early morning by a great com motion in the neighbourhood of the barracks, and, looking out of the window, saw a crowd of natives and soldiers hustling round an ox-cart on which lay two superb tigcre, a male and female, and three whelps. The whelps were alive and mewing after their kind. Lord J nlius Dowb followed in tho wake of this procession, smoking a cigarette, and fanning himself with a cambric handkerchief, for it was getting hot, Down went Major Burncross in a tlrcss ing-gown and slippers, and nearly ran bump against the Colonel, who had hurried out from his own bungalow in the same attire. " Who did that ?" said the Major, point ing to the tigers. " I did, but it's not much to boast of.' I had a'good revolver, and it was a fine moonlight night The pair wore rather surprised at my standing quietly and blow ing my smoke towards them, so I had my shot at them before they had made np their minds how to act. Tho tigress was touched on the forehead, you see—the tiger got his pill on the spine as he was turning tail. Both were killed outright without any roaring or fuss. It was the whelps who screamed most. When I had gone to the viUage and come back with some natives and this catt, we found the whelps miawling round the bodies, so we helped them into the cart by their tails. Queer little things, ain't they?" The Major was almost suffocated with astonishment and envy.

"Do you mean to say that you had the foolhardincss to go out alone with a revol ver, contrary to the rules ?" " I had leave from the Colonel," answered Dowb. "Yes, I gave him leave," assented the Colonel, laughing; "biitlsay, Burncross, this throws you altogether in the shade, doesn't it ? You can't brag any more about your tiger-killing after this—eh—eh ?" The Major said nothing, but retreated into his bungalow, He was the most crestfallen Major in the British army. AVhen next be appeared on parade, anil for ever after, he wore a chastened, subdued look, like a man who has received a lesson that will last him a lifetime, As for Dowb, he treated him with a punctilious politeness which was intended to bar all approach to familiarity. Dowb tried in vain to make friends with the Major. The Major would not be friendly. ~,ii Colonel Ptarmigan, on the other hand, was all honey to Dowb, once the latter had humiliated Burncross. But a3 ill-luck would have it, the Colonel, too, had his very weak point, and this was gold collar.-!! During a skirmish lie had encountered an Afghan chief hand to hand, had caught him by the collar, and slain him. Tho collar, breaking under the chief's weight as the latter fell backwards, had remained in the Colonel's hand as a trophy of victory, and Ptarmigan showed it proudly to everybody as a token of what valour can effect. After Dowb's estrangement from Burncross he invited the former to luncheon, and showed him the collar, saying, "Doesn't it remind yon of Goliath s, eh? I should think there were a pretty good number of golden shekels shining on here." , , . "Fine collar," said Dowb slowly. "I promised to bring home one of the same sort myself." , „ ~ " You'll have to buy one of them," said the Colonel eh uckling, "for it's not so easy to get them off the Afghans' necks."

" I'll try," said Dowb, "just please tell me once again, Colonel, how yon gripped the fellow who wore this."

The Colonel, nothing loth, showed how the fellow had been gripped. Dowb ap peared to be paying close attention. He tlianked Colonel Ptarmigan for the lesson, and said he would endeavour to do like him in the next battle. Ptarmigan liked his modesty, and thought him a very dis creet and amiable young man. But ten ."days after this there was a battle, and the gallant 25th had to gb into action. The charging of these troopers was magnificent, and Hie slaughter terrific. Poor Burncross was mado to bite the dust; Ptarmigan received a shot which rolled him oil his horse into a puddle, where he lay on his back unable to move. Whilst in this dignified position he saw Dowb gallop past him all covered with the grime of battle, and waving his sword, on which were spitted like rings three chieftains' gold chains.

"How did you pet those?" shouted the Colonel, as he tried to prop himself on one elbow.

"Tried your dodge, Colonel, of giving a good wrench—it breaks the hasps neatly," answered Dowb in a matter-of-fact way, as he reioed in.

"And you spoiled those three chiefs yourself?"

" Oh it was'nt difficult," said Dowb tran quilly. "Then I leave the regiment in good hands," said tho Colonel, as ho sank back with a sigh on the Captain's arm, for Dowb had dismounted and was propping him, " See, they'll almost all have fallen to-day, and you'll be in command of what's left of 'em to-night. My account's settled, I feel. Dowb, my boy, I took you fdr a puppy, but I was wrong. Do me a favour, please."

"Anything I can, Colonel." "Drag me yonder to where poor Bum cross is lying. If there's any,:, life in him we ought to shake hands before going to gether to our court martial-up—up— up— there ; you know where I mean, my boy." Lord Julius Dowb lifted his chief, and had tbe satisfaction of seeing him and his whilom foe shake hands. A.few days later he had the greater satisfaction of seeing them both recover, and in recollec tion of the battle day they each made him a present—the Major his tiger skin, the Colonel his gold collar. In due time, Major Lord J. Dowb_ re turned to England.and one of his first visits was, of course, to Beatrice Mcrrybell, to whom he presented the gifts above-said. They were pronounced charming. " But I am sure you killed neither the tiger nor the chief." said Beatrice, laughing. "No, these were presents from my two seniors in command," replied Dowb, gently. • "Well, that's better than if you had risked your life for such trifles, eh?" re plied Beatrice, archly. "Certainly," responded Lord Julius, "and it saves me the trouble of having to relate adventures of hairbreadth 'scapes and so forth."

"Ah ! you think so," laughed Beatrice, who had been liiding a newspaper behind her; "you forget tnat we have war cor respondent's in these days. Now, Sir, give me an immediate account of how you spoiled the three chiefs and slew the two tigers—and tell me what you have done with those three dear little whelps !"

The Star in the East.

The work in which Tycho Brahc published his observations on the star seen by him on the night of the 11th November, 1572, in the chair of Cassiopeia, was written at the urgent suggestion of Pratonsis, who was of opinion that the star was similar to one observed by Hipparchus. " The Pilgrim " —such is the name of the ►tar—was seen by Cornelius Gemma on November 9th, Paul Hainzel saw it on the 7th August at Augsburg, nnd Wolfgangus Schulcrus at Wittomberg on the 6th. Tycho conjectures it was first seen on the 4th, and as Hierony mus Munosis asserts that there was no trace of it at Valencia, in Spain, on the 2nd, he having then had occasion to show that part of the heavens to his pupils—the conjecture is substantially confirmed. It will be well to tako the description of the appearance (necessary to identify it with others) from the Progymnasmatum: " One night as I was examining as usual the celestial vault, the aspect of which is so familiar to me, 1 saw, with unspeakable astonishment, near the zenith, in Cassiopeia, a star of extraor dinary brightness. Struck with surprise, I could scarcely believe my eyes. To convince myself there was no illusion, and to obtain the testimony of other persons, I called the workmen employed in my la boratory, and I asked them, as well as all the passers-by, if they saw, as I did, the star which had so suddenly made its appearance. I learnt later that in Germany coach-drivers and others of tho people had acquainted the astronomers of a strange appearance in the sky, and thereby fur nished occasion for a renewal of the accustomed railing against scientific men." The star had nothing of the appearance of a comet, remaining completely immovable in the same point of the heavens during the 16 or 17 months it was visible. It had no annual parallax. Itssizcvariedthus: During the first month it was less than Jupiter.in the second it equalled, and the third surpassed him. In the fourth month it was equal to Sirius, in the fifth to Lyra, in the sixth and seventh to stars of the 2nd magnitude. From the eighth to the tenth month it was as a star of the 3rd magnitude, from the eleventh to the thirteenth as one of the 4th, in the fourteenth and fifteenth as one of the sth, in the sixteenth as one of the 6th, diminishing _til it disappeared. Its colour changed with its size. At lirst its brightness exceeded that of Vega, Sirius, and even Jupiter at its smallest distance from the earth. "It could only be com pared," says Tycho, "to that of Venus in quadrature," But by degrees its brightness lessened; it was no longer visible on a sky clear day at noon. By the third month it became yellowish, by the fifth it was red and fiery like Mars or Aldebaran.in May of a pale livid colour, bluish like Saturn, and then fainter and fainter till it vanished. These phenomena were not unprecedented in kind. In the years 945 and 1264, be tween Cepheus and Cassiopeia,nearly in the same position as that taken up by '/the Pilgrim," similar appearances were noticed. Now from the impertect account we have of the places of the two earlier stars, as com pared with that of the last, which was well determined, as well as from the tolerably near coincidence of the intervals of their ap pearance, they may be suspected to be one and the same star, witn a period (not of 315) but of 312 or perhaps 156 years. This period is tho calculation of Goodricke.and is adopted by Sir John Herschell and others. . . . Upon the whole it will be evident from what we have said that until the year 1885 has confirmed, or if it should not con firm, until the next few succeeding years have confirmed or disaffirmed one or other of the explanations suggested, nothing satisfactorily definite can be stated. Mean while we must remember that a possible connection of Tycho's star with the star of the east is limited by the extreme times within which other cirenmstances show the true date of the nativity must be, and that, therefore, if the stars are one, a period of 315 years is a minimum.— Oracle.

STAR SATURDAY SUPPLEMENT, JANUARY 7, 1882,

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RH. HUGHES . FAMILY GROCER a. TEA DEALER, DRAPER, HOSIER, AND HABERDASHER} Junction of Union and Wellington Streets. Goods of best quality at moderate prices. A nice assortment o£ China and Earthenware always on hand. Families waited on for orders. Goods delivered. RAPERY, MILLINERY, & LADIES] AND CHILDREN'S UNDERCLOTHING. H. FOUNTAIN, Ponsonby Road, ia now offering the abovo at lowest town prices for cash, and respectfully solicits a continuanco of tbe patronage of his numerous customers. . G. SI N G L ETO Jfj' Electro-Plater, Gilder, Jeweller, and Silversmith, Having, at considerable expenso, fitted up those Commodious Premises, situate next the corner of Victoria and HoBSON-STRBitTS, Auckland, is now prepared to execute nil kinds of Electro plating, Gilding, and Repuirmg. Ladies can have their Old Jewellery renovated and made equal to new. All kinds of Jewellery and Watches repaired at the lowest rateb. F.G.S. would call tho attention of the Publio to his Stock of New Goods, and an inspection ot his Window is respectfully invited. "A Thing of Beauty is a Joy for Ever!" Ac the Festive Season is approaching, and we all look forward to meeting "Our Uncles, Our Cousins, and Our Aunts, nothing at these re unions looks nicer than a well-spread table ; bat if your Cruets, Spoons, and Forks are shabby, it will spoil tho effect; so if your Plate wants re novating or plating, F.G.S. is prepared to do them at tho following reasonable rates :— re-plating. Tablo and Dessert Spoons and Forks, 12/ doz. Tea Spoons, 8/ dozen Salt and Mustard Spoons, 6/ dozen Cruets, from 5/ to 12/6 each Salvers, Cake Baskets, and Side Dishes at reasonable rate 3, according to size Albert Chains, 2/; Watch Cases, 2/6 Cornet Mouth-pieces, from 1/6 Brooches, 1/; Earrings, 1/ por pair. re-gilding. Watch Cases, 3/6 each; Loug Chains, 5/6 each Albert Chains, 3/6 each Brooches, from 2/ each Earrings, 2/pair; Rings, 2/ each, A liberal allowance to tho Trade. F.G.S. hw a Largo Stock of Spectacles always To Arrive, a Splondid Assortment ot the Best Electro-plated Ware, consisting of Spoons, Forks, Cruets, Salvers, &c, &c, THE NEW REMEDY FOR ASTHMA*' -DIFFICULTY OF BREATHING, &C, "EUPHORBIA PILULIFERA"* (A NATIVE PLANT OP QUEENSLAND), A MOST VALUABLE REMED Also, E D S 0 N'S SYRUP OF HYPOPHOSPHITES,' 7 WITH "EUPHORBIA PILULIFERA," or Asthma, Chronic Bronchitis. Coughs, Hoarseness, Tightness ok the Chest, Incipient Consumption, &c. Tho advantage of this preparation is the com bination of tho expectorant qualities of the Euphorbia Pilulifera with tho reparative pro perties of the Hypophosphitcs so universally esteemed for their power to recoup the waste and loss of tone attendant upon this class of complaints. The proprietor can, with confidence, recommend this chemical combination ;although it has not been made publicly known, the sale is considerable and daily increasing, together with the voluntary testimony from time to time to the marked benefit derived from its use, induces greater publicity. The syrup is agreeable to the taste, and may be taken by tbo most fastidious. In Bottles' at 3s. 6d. J. EDSON, MEDICAL HALL, QUEEN-STREET, AUCKLAND, __■_■____■■______■ A TRUE STATEMENT. By going to WALTER BAY NE, Kyber Pass General Furnishing Stork You can havo Furniture, Hardware, and a General Assortment of Useful Articles at and helow Town Prices. Funerals con ducted on moderate charges. Caskets of all sizes kept in Stock. Prompt attention given to all Orders. WIZARD OIL; is a distinguishing name, given by Frank Weston to his Medicine, which is composed ol various Vegetable Oils, Healing Gums, Bare Balsams, Roots, Barks and Herbs, (found only on the Great Amer ican Continent,) forming the Chemical Compound universally known m "Weston's Wizard Oil. Tliis Medicine was first Introduced, by Frank Weston, to tho Australian Public in 1864, and the wonderful and mysterious influence it exhibited in stopping the most excruoiating Fains, Acnes and Infirmities, in a few day* after its use is well known. Its mirac ulous power in rising the Bed-ridden, Crippled,Rheumatio,Neuralgic,dlvest ing the system of all suffering from pain, inflammation and weakness, curing in a few days the sickness and diseases of months and years giving instantaneous Ease and Comfort in all ordinary pains and aches, either inter nal or external, all cramps, spasms, congestions, &c., is .veil known. Weston's Wizard Oil has the power to distribute itself over every part ot the body internally as well as extern ally, curing the most inveterate cases; of tumors, ulcers, scrofula, diseased liver, piles, swellings, wounds, &c.,&c. | pLANVILLE & TILLYETT TEA DEALERS AND FAMILY GROCERS, r 111. QUEEN STREET, (Opposite the Union Bank), AUCKLAND. NEW SEASON'S TEAS, Highly Recommended,