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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume VIII, Issue 252, 20 October 1873, Page 4

It is reported of bis Majesty »he Shah of Persia that, during his visit 10 the International Exhibition, at which he made several purchases of picturep, he was struck by one repressing thiee donkeys. Turning to one of bis atlemjaute, his Majesty inquired the price of a live donkey in England ? " About, a sovereign," was the^ reply. "Then," replied the Shah, "if three live doukeys only cost £3', it is rather dear to pay £160 for furee painted ones." We suppose we shall have a pretty large crop now of anecdotes about the Sbab.

In a recent fading article, the Times pays the following tribute to the edueationfil advancement of the colonies : 4 -Jt is oniy of late years that it hns become generally known, even in rural circles, that in other parts of the woil.J, and in our own coloniee, there is a standard of education rather above our own. A villiage boy emerging to m&n's estate after this sort of preparation is laiher staggered when be receives a letter from his brother in Canada telliDg him by tho way, < I h*.ve learnt more at our night school iv a day than you learn at home in five years. Our colonies Sire teaching us the use of a real education, as they are teaching us n few other things.

A lady of a truly manly spirit, accommpamed by a small poodle, is said to huve sadly failed the other day in an nttempted reformatory movemement. She entered the Bmoking.gfl**6T a 'Western train, and aolemnly refused to go into another car observing that her presence would keep the occupants from smoking. One stony .wretch, however, insensible io the claims • of refinement and reform, begun to enjoy his accustomed cigar, which was suddenly snatched from his lips, with a remark in high treble, "If tbero is anything I do hate, it ia tobacco-smoke ! " For a time the offender was silent and motionless, then gravely rising, amid the plaudits of the assembled smokers, he took that little poodle sod gently threw h\r\ out of the window, sighing, •« if there ia anything I do hate, it is a poodle ! " No mortal pen could describe the feeling of that reformer —N. Y. Tribune.