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Manawatu Herald, 30 August 1881, Page 4

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A peasant named Komnaroff, who pre- j vented jtjiefiwt attempt to murder the Czar, 1 and wjwi was afterwards, enriched and en- J nobled, has become melancholy mad/ Bnd findß hi* only pleasure watohing^iß . Bucceaspr lighting the lamps at one..«i the j ! railway stations, where he «BuaU^ passes his days, sometimes assisting h& old comrades in their .work. X InSalim, MassachusseKßfter a heavy and deep snowfall, a nywt was discovered pushing sticks into a,Auge "winter bank of snow. On bein^sked why he amused himself thus— '^muse !" said he, in a voice which betrayed the deepest anxiety "of mind, ",6ue amusement ! I have lost my shop— it fised to stand somewhere near this spot. ", . j The admirers of Shakspeare's gemua and trtjrks will be interested to know that he 'quotes from, or refers to the Bible about 500 times, viz., 284 times from the Old Testament, and 242 times from the New Testament — so he hardly omits reference to any of the Sacred Books of the Christian Faith. Two Irishmen, in crossing a field, came in contact with a donkey who was "making day hideous" with his unearthly braying. Jemmy stood a moment in astonishment j but turning to Pat, who seemed as much enraptured with the song as himself, remarked- "It's a fine laryo ear that bird has for music, Pat ; but sure he's got an awful cowld." * Drnnk again, eh !" said the magistrate, and looking severely at the prisoner. ' ' V is, yer Honor, " oamlily returned Pat ; "I was afther splittin' wood at yer Honor's house. <nd the leddy asked wud I take suthin'. ' t will,' days I, and I took two glasses, but if I had known yer Honor kept such bad liquor, 'pon my sowl, I wudu't have tuk bat wan. " — Brooklyn Eagle. A passenger in a crowded street car, the other day, observed the entrance of a mau, followed by an old woman, and,- seeing that she looked tired and weak, he considerately rose and offered her= his seat. Before Bhe could take it, however, the man had quietly filled the vacancy. " Here, just come out of that 1" said the passenger. - " I didn't give up that seat to you, but to the lady." To which the fellow replied, without offering to move. "Oh, yah ! Dot is all right. Dot lady is mein vile. Falstaff asks, " What's honor ?" asthough it was hard to tell. But let one sit behind another in church and she'll tell what's on-her in less than two minutes. "I don't like a philosophical woman. I don't like a woman who always reaching out after the infinite." "Ah!" returned his companion, " if my wife wouldn't reach out after anything but the infinite I might be happy." And the unfortunate man rubbed the bad place on his head while his countenance fell beneath the weight of bitter memories. Ascending a mile in a minute, one would be six months in going to the moon, one hundred years to Mars, eight hundred years to Jupiter. .