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Hawke's Bay Times, Volume III, Issue 165, 11 March 1864, Page 3

Taranaki. The following is an item from Bell Block, as given by the correspondent of the Taranaki Herald :—“ The rebels have not been seen from here since the occupation of Sentry Hill, the redoubt on which is finished, tents are pitched -within it, and it is garrisoned by a detachment of the 57th Regt., under Capt. Shortt; 22 Melbourne men remain to assist in putting up another redoubt, about 200 yards from Sentry Hill, and to seawards of it. The friendly natives have been employed in cutting down and burning off furze hedges and fern along the Devon line on the sloping ground to the Mangoraka river. They have also burned —by order—some fnrze hedges belonging to settlers, whose sections are close to the boundary line, as well as Street’s boundary fence at the cross-roads, seaward.

Troops at Taranaki. —The News gives the following account of the military strength of the Province : —“ The present strength of the regular troops in the Province is calculated at 500. That of the Militia and Volunteers 1,435, exclusive of those landed from the Brilliant, consisting of 10 captains, 11 lieutenants, 12 ensigns, 6 staff officers, 48 sergeants, 37 corporals, 7 drummers, and 1,304 privates. The whole of the effective force may therefore be stated at over 2,000 men.

The latest scientific wonder is photographing on steel. The engraving thus obtained, it is said, will yield 5000 copies. This is the grand point long aimed at, and will make a revolution in affairs of art and literature.

Before the Resident Magistrate of Christchurch lately, Thomas Allen, runholder, Canterbury, was fined £4OO, being £IOO on each of four informations, charging him with being the owner of 12,000 scabby sheep.

Cricket among the Printers.—“A cricket match,” says the Canterbury Press, “is played occasionally in England between eleven with only one arm and eleven with only one leg. Our readers will bo glad to hear that a match which promises scarcely less amusement is about to bo played in Canterbury. The Press is about to play the Lyttelton Times and the Canterbury Standard. The day is not yet fixed, but will shortly be announced. Those who have expressed their pity that our wearied brains should be taxed every twenty-four hours to produce an article ought to have had better taste thaw to challenge us to this additional trial of strength ; but we presume the match is to be played for at least ten articles a side, in which case we certainly hope the weakly press may lose. Our devil tells us that the bat is a tool to which ho is little used—he prefers the adze (ads). What those boys will say.

Liberal.—The 1000th New York Zouaves, 700th battalion, have a good story about a drunken captain of theirs, who met a private of his regiment in the same condition. The captain ordered him to halt, and endeavoring in vain to assume a firm position on his feet, and talk with dignified severity, exclaimed, “ Private Smith, I’ll givoutT four o’clock to gissober in.” “Cap’n,” replied the soldier, “ as you’re (hie) a sight drunkerniam, I’ll gi yout’l fiver ’clock to gissober in.

A New Cure tor all Diseases. Mr. H. Perry, son of the notable steel penmaker, announces a grand discovery, to which he gives the name of magneopathy. Here is a passage which presents the practical substance of the new miracle :—From the laws of axioms which I have laid down, we may deduce the following principles : Ist. The cause of disease is the morbific fluid. 2. The form of disease is dependent on the idiosyncracy of the individual. 3. The cure is afforded by the expulsion of the morbific fluid. 4. The mode of cure is the application of the magnet in conjunction with the galvanic battery. This is obtained by a mechanical apparatus, which I have called the magnetic equilibrist. On this simple basis is founded the science of magneopothy. Is not this even better news for the world than the former Perryan discovery of the steel pen ? By means of the “ Magnetic Equilibrist” which consists, it seems, of a galvanic battery on which you put your feet, and a magnetic cap which you put upon your head, while you sit or lie and drink an acidulated drink—the magnetic fluid, which is the principle of life, is sent coursing equally through every part of you, and that demon the “morbific fluid” has no chance left. It may not be uninteresting to ladies, the inventor also hints, to learn that, by the agency of the magnetic epuilibrist, either “an undue redundancy of outline may be reduced,” or a figure “ too angular in form” may recover the graceful contours essential to beauty.