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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume VIII, Issue 218, 10 September 1873, Page 2

Some attention has been aroused in the medical world by the treatment of cancer which is now beixg pursued in London. The doctor who introduced this method is a Hungarian, named Glob. He contends that cancer is not. a local but a general disease; and that it arises from the presence of a poison in the constitution ; and that the knife will never cure the disease, but only postpone its fatal effect. His remedy consists,in setting up another disease — fever —under the influence of which the blood poison which causes the cancer is thrown off. We are told that he has made some marvellous cures. Life in New Zealand.—The following ingenious skit purporting to have been written from Wellington, has been extracted by the Bruce Herald from a Birmingham paper:—Dear Brother — John says as how he don't care to write to you this time because his fingers feel stiffandsol ara writing to you instead. John says he don't like New Zealand any better yet, and if it wasn't that weV» got a hundred acres of our own, cleared and fenced in and stocked, he wouldn't stay here no longer. He says he is nearly wore out, having so much to do. The cows is such a tie. We have ten in milk, and we can't go out nowhere but what we must be back again ip the evening to milk the blessed things. Next year John says he will sell them and run more sheep in place of them ; he thinks sheep are quite as profitable, and not nearly the bother cows are. With cows one's work is never done, and one always has a blessed lot of calves bleating after one, wbich requires to be fed night and morning. John Says he is pretty well in health, except his digestion which is bad, I think as how it is owing to his eating too many pies and puddings. He won't eat his dinner unless there's a pie or pudding. He ain't a great meat eater, and if we kill a sheep it lasts pretty well a month, and a good part of it then goes to the pigs; but he can't nbear living on one kind of meat. I generally kill a turkey every week, but he saya he is sick of

turkeys. John often goes into the bush shooting pigeons; he will shoot twenty or thirty in a day sometimes; he likes one stnffed and roasted for his supper, the rest we sell to the carriers lam pretty hearty, thank heaven; sometimes, however, I has the wind, and am obliged to keep a drop of spirits always by me. John says you would not believe the toil and slavery be has to go through, Our house is more than half a mile from the road, and every thing we want from the store, we have to hump all the way from the road. Yesterday John carried a bag of sugar across, and he was that knocked up that he could do no more work for the rest of the day. John says he thinks you'd better stop in England, even though you are badly off, for it' is bard work to get on bere, and he couldo't help yoa much. We get on pretty well, having no children to provide for; John says that if he had children he thinks he'd butter them and swallow 'em whole, for he can't bear a noise. He says he can't send you aoy money just at present because we are going to buy a horse and trap, and we want all the money we've get to pay for it. John is a Oddfellow, and goes every other Saturday night to his Lodge. I think he enjoys it, but be is rather too free when be gets among his friends. Last time he went he came home again about one o'clock at night, and then be would take off bis boots and dance hornpipes on the kitchen floor till near three. I can't write aoy more now as John wants me to go and fetch up the cows. — I am, your loving sister, }»abah Smith, [It is a pity Sarah does not tell us 'how many acres, and blessed cows and calves John had in the home country, also how often Sarah there killed a turkey, and whether John's digestive organs were then deranged by eating too much pies and puddiug.j In theyear 1760, according to Dr Percival, the entire cotton trade of Great Britain did not return, for materials and labor, more than £20,000; in 1860 tbe returns of our cotton manufacture were estimated by SirT. Bazley at the sum of £85,000,000. In 1774 the weight of raw cotton imported was 3,870,000ib., in 1860 the quantity was 1,083,600 ,0001 b. The problem of what to do with our sewage would appear to have been practically solved if tbe subjoined extract from the London correspondent of the Leeds Mercury of recent date is to be taken as authentic: — Major-General Scott, whose method of converting sewage into cement has been tried so successfully at Ealing that it is being adopted at Birmingham and West Ham, has formed a company for working bis patent. The nominal capital is £30,000, and General Scott receives £5000 in cash, which is the amount he has expended, and £50,000 in free shares. All the shares have been taken up. The Pall Mall Gazette states tbat very gcod butter is prepared now at New York, according to the following process : — Agents are employed to visit slaughterhouses, and buy up all tbe beef suet. This is carted to tbe factory and cleansed. Then it is put into meat choppers and minced fine. It is afterways placed in a boiler with as much water in bulk as itself. A efe&m pipe is introduced amonc the particles of suet, and they are melted. The refuse of the membrane goes to tbe bottom of the water, the oily eubstance floats, and is removed. This consists of butter matter and stearine. A temperature of 80 degrees melts the former, and leaves the stearine at tbe bottom. The butter matter, or cream, 19 drawn off; about 13 per cent of fresh milk in added, and the necessary salt, and the whole is churned for 10 or .15 minutes. The result is Orange county butter at about one-half the usual cost. The stearine is sold at 12c. a pound to the candle-maker, and the refuse at 7c. a pound to the manufacturer of food for cattle. A company, with a capital of 500,000d015. has been organised for the manufacture of butter by this method, and it is expected that the dividend« will amount to 100 per cent. Admiral Pothuau, lately French Minister of Marine, recently issued a circular warning insurance agents that an American was trying to sell a machine, a small torpedo for destroying over-insured ships with impunity. It looks like i block of coal of about six inches by three, and j could be put into the coal bunkers without the slightest suspicion. Once there, it I would, when thrown into the furnace, explode after a fixed time, thus enabling tbe captain and crew to get away, or might be exploded as it lay. To add further importance to this revelation, Mr Hemming, the Consul of Venezuela in London, has since stated that as far back as the 16th April last, he received reliable information that a vessel had left a port in France for Venezuela in which a number of these machines were being carried as freight; he warned his Government of tbe fact, and on the arrival of the ship, a number were seized, most being about Bin. by 4in., with the exact appearance of an ordinary piece of coal — some were made considerably larger, even to the size of a man's head, but always to resemble coals, the reason of which is obvious. The intention wa6, Mr Hemming farther states, to load a steamer with goods of no actual value, and then put some of these machines on board, and send her to sea, very heavily insured, in the hope that she might be lost, and a very large sum thus gained.