MISCELLANEA.

Cromwell Argus, Volume III, Issue 145, 20 August 1872, Page 3

MISCELLANEA.

i Religious Juggler.—<A correspondent of ! the Delhi Gazette says :—Taking a walk |on the Saharumpore road, I met a couple |of fakeers, and as is customary with the I mendicant classes of India, I received a I shower of blessings, after which one of j them came up to me and caught me by the | hand rather unceremoniously, which at I first startled me, as I was under the im- | pression that he might give me a quietus. j However, my suspicion vanished when jhe sat down and pulled out a clove, and took up some mud and put it into my j hand, and then told me to close it; after j a minute lie told me to open it, when in place of the mud a dozen grains of which | were found ; he then caught my little : linger and squeezed it, and about an ounce j of water flowed into the palm of my right ; hand and overflowed; giving my right I hand a gentle slap, he very abruptly heeled j about and left me. Had he given me time jto speak to him, T should certainly have j recommended him to Professor R uchwaldy j Vanek, along with whom he no doubt ! would do well, as I can put him down as I nothing else but a good juggler. Ax Irish Love Letter.—Oh, Molly, my jewel, my father's so cruel, he won't let me many the girl I adore ; he says you've no posh, love, but that is all bosh, love ; I know that you have got a few guineas in store. .11 e calls me a fool, love, now that's very cool, love, and says a shillelagh would benefit me. -The heart of the cratur, is hard as a tater, won't soften a bit, I the | truth tell to thee. If long ] ie doth teaze me, I'll bolt, divil seize me ! he's worse than tin; hog that he feeds in the stye ; but don't despair, Molly, but always be jolly, your Patrick will stand by your side till you dn l . Relieve me, I yearn, love, to hear by return, love, and please send five shillings some whiskey to get, my spirits to keep up, while blessings I'll heap up for one I am sure I can never forget. I hope you won't tarry, but soon your Pat marry j for divil a hit will f single remain. So no more at [•resent, from Tumbledown Crescent, where dwells your affectionate Patrick Delane. A gentleman asks the girls the following pointed questions :—" Could you love a man who wore false hair on his head, when I, e had plenty of his own I Who paiured ]ih face and improved his form ns you improve {<) yours ? Who pinched his leer with small shoes, his hands with small ; gloves. Lis waist with corsets; and then, as if he had not deformed himself enough, tied a huge bustle to his back, and thrust tiny mountaius of wire into his bosom?" In reply to which, a lady responds:"Could you love a girl who denied her month with tobacco, and loaded the air with fumes of cigars? Who staggered home several times a week the worse for liquor ! Who indulged in fast horses, bet high at races, and swaggered around the streets with questionable companions Which picture wears the most alluring colours?" We see it reported . that Mrs Van Cott says if she had all the money ever spent in liquor she could buy every foot of land in the world. Very like] v.

And if she had all the money paid by women for back-hair she could "buy every drop of liquor in the world.

i The Harbinger of Light, a Victorian j spiritualist publication, gives an account of I a very remarkable shiwe at Sandhurst, to j which, however, no strangers Mere admitted. It is stated that "the "medium J was driven from his seat on to the tal 1-, I and borne along like a spear or dart, carrying with him three other sitters, who, on [striking a light, were found huddled toj getherin a corner of the room like a bundle of clothes. Two chairs were found with j the arms and legs all carefully taken out of their sockets, but not otherwise injured. The two latest sittings were still more remarkabie. At the first one the medium was deeply entranced, ami was repeatedly | raised horizontally on the table. The I chairman felt a hand, soft and small, like a J female hand, ami warm, cover his. and he was touched on the shoulder and his bait [Hilled. The circle at one time heard and saw what they supposed was the bodv of the medium fall on the table, but on*the chairman stating that he felt his limbn ■ there, another of the circle said 'no sir, the j medium is standing beside me,' which was ; really found to he the ease. The circle naturally coicluded that it must have been | his double, or an apparition. The chairman was again touched by a hand, soft and : warm as the other, but with the lingers ! malformed, like as if pieces of putty were on the points of them. The medium was afterwards found standing on his head upon the table, was mane to turn a somersault, and then bounded over the heads of ! the far side of the circle, lighting on the gv< !■ ind >A ithon t iioize, "' Fi/jp Herrii,