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Hawke's Bay Times, Volume XIII, Issue 564, 30 March 1868, Page 4

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THE Tiro STREAMS. SjltPON a leafy mountain height two streams came Viv gushing ton n, One bubbled from the sunny south, the other from the north; One leaped and sparkled Joyously, as clear as summer sky. The purple flood the other rolled went slowly croepin/W. Beside the one green rushes grow, and blushing buds and flowers; Beside the other, men were chained in poisonbreath mg bowers. One welcomed sweet wild birds to sing their hymns of poace and joy; The other breathed the breath of sin, and tempted to destroy. The one went sparkling chocrily beneath the noonday sun, And spread around Hfo health, and peace, wheree'erit chanced to mu. The other was the stream of death, with sorrow on its tide, i And whoso stopped to drink therein must Satan's curso abide. The stream which gave such joy to all leaped from a rocky well ,- The vineyard sent the other forth to work a deathlike spell. They both have flowed for countless years adown the steeps of time ; One spreading grief and wickedness, the other' bliss sublime. —Sixpenny Magazine. Military Funeral at Wellington. —We take (be following from the Wellington Independent, 12th if arch :—Another old resident has departed from our midst. Mr John Bose, recently of Lamb- j ton Quay, and more latterly in charge of the Bathing "Establishment on Clyde Quay, died, after a brief illness, at an early hour on Monday moraine, Laving a family to mourn his loss. John Bose served for some rears as a private in the list Highland Light Infantry, and during the latter, portion°of his life was a prominent member of the band of the Eifles. Yesterday afternoon his remains were followed to the cemetery by most of the volunteers in town, the firing party being composed of Veterans. The parade was under (he command of Captain Buck, 'V eteran Volunteers, and as the funeral procession marched down Lambtou Quay, most of the places of business were closed. On reaching the burial ground the last sad offices for the dead wore performed by the Rev. A. Stock, the Veterans fired three volleys in the air, and the funeral party marched off the ground at a quick step, and were dismissed ou the reclaimed land. An Evil Habit is never conquered by yielding to it. A Female Tar.—A rather romantic incident (says the Times of India, of the 14th December) has occurred on board the Fly- 1 ing Venus, now in harbor. The captain! shipped a young fellow at Liverpool under; the name of Thomas Brown as a seaman,] and after serving for a considerable time; on board the ship, it was only yesterday discovered that he was a woman. She sta-| ted that she left home at Aberdeen at I f years of age through the ill-troafment of a stepmother, and having procured boy’s clothing went to sea. She contrived to preserve the secret of her sex for five years, and performed the duty of a seaman remarkably well, taking her turn at the! wheel, going aloft to furl royals, and was quite an adept in the nicer details of the profession. The captain (Mr Litter), on becoming acquainted with the fact of his having a woman on board was perforce compelled to part with her, and accordingly he took her to the acting Chief Magistrate at the Fort Police Court to ask his advice. At the suggestion of his Worslup, with the kind consent of Mr Bickers, city missionary, she was banded over to that gentleman, who offered to look after her until she could be provided with a passage homo, or some employment suited to her sex should be obtained. The captain seemed rather loth to part with the daughter F of Xeptune. He gave her an excellent character, and said that she was of a quiet, retiring disposition, and at the same time was one of the smartest hands in the ship. The poor girl was very much chagrined at the discovery of her sex, and seemed very much abashed when questioned as to her past history. The Best Capital to begin life with is a capital wife. The Test of Intemperance.—Of all inducements to join temperance societies the following is the most efficacious we have as yet come across, and is one which we are assured has been found to be irresistible, and gains more proselytes than all the medals Father Matthew ever distributed. “ Quaker ladies in the Maine Law State,” says an American paper, “ still continue to kiss the lips of the young temperance men to see if they have been tampering with liquor. Just imagine a beautiful young temperance woman, with all the dignity of an executive officer, and the innocence of a dove, addressing vou with the charge Mr - —. the ladies believe you are in the habit of tampering with liquor, and they have appointed me to ex I amine you according to our established rules ; are you willing ? ’ You nod acquiescence- She gently steps closer to yen j lays her white arms around Tour neck ! dashes back her raven curls,‘raises her! sylplk-like form upon lip-toe, her snowy ! heaving bosom against your own, and with 1 her angelic features lit up with a smile as' sweet as heaven, places‘her rich, rosv pouty, sugar, molasses, lilr, rose-bud’ eream-tart, apple-pie, peach-pudding, ap-ple-dumpling, gingerbread, nectar Hp= against yours, and—O Jerusalem hold us ! -—kisses you. Hurrah for the gals and the Maine Law, and death to ail opposition ! ” 1