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Dunstan Times, Issue 1003, 8 July 1881, Page 2

A LADY in a certain Canadian township recently advertised for a female servant. Among a number of answers was one from a young lady who said she understood “ General housework pretty well, except to irou and starch clothes,” and added—“l get the hiest wages going, and stayed a lung time in a plase. If yon want me to go, please state the waiges, and how many of a family you have, and if you let your hired girl cat with the family, etsetra. Let me know the full particulars. No more at present. Address your letters to Miss .” It need hardly be stated that the township referred to is on the borders of the Great Republic.

Mr Jervaulx, the manager of the Orange (N.S. W.) Slaughtering Company’s works, had, recently, a narrow escape of being frozen to death. Mr Jervaulx went into the furthest room to inspect the meat, when the pressure of the air closed the door on him. He was unable to force the door through the pressure, and called out for help, but the noise of the machinery prevented him being heard. Luckily the machinery was stopped for the purpose of being oiled, when one of the men heard Mr Jervaulx calling out, and at once rescued him from the freezing chamber, hut not until ho had been completely benumbed, and completely benumbed and partially stupifiod by the effects of the cold. He could not Lave beeu lees than ton minutes in the room, and had not the machinery been fortunately stopped, not a doubt can exist that Mr Jervaulx would have met the horrible fate of being frozen to death,