HISTORICAL TREE 9. •n theßosphorus, there stand in a beautiful meadow seven splendid plantations of immense size. They have been several times "struck by lightning, split down the middle, and in some cases part of thetmnk has been consumed by fire. Nevertheless, they are still fresh and vigorous, putting forth fresh leaves and branches every year. Under I their shade Geoffery de Bouillon, Duke of I a portion of bis suite, when on his way to rescue the holy places from the thraldom of the Saracens; and popular belief attributes to this circumstance the wonderful vitality of these •'Holy Trees." |L JOSH BILLINGS' PHILOSOPHY. tv.THE most valuable thing in this world iz time, and yet people waste it as they do water, most ov them letting it run full ahead, and even the most prudent let it drizzle. £ -The devil himself, with all his genius, always travels under an alias. This shows the power of truth and morality. , A sekret is like an along tooth— it keeps us uneasy until it iz out. y I have larnt one thing, bi grate experience, and that iz, I want az much watching as my nabors do. The only way to learn sum men how to do enny thing iz to do it yourself. If a dog falls in love with you at first sight it will do to trust him ; not so with a man. One of the hardest things to do is to be a good listener. Thoze who are stone deaf EucceedVthe best. If yu don't know how to He, cheat and steal, turn yure attention to pollyticks, and learn how. RECENT RESEARCHES ON SUN- , , LIGHT. The researches of Professor S. P. Lang- », the distinguished American astronome.who recently paid a visit to the Old Country, have largely increased our knowledge of the solar- ladiation. These researches were made on an exceptionally good site, namely, Mount Whitney, in Southern California, a I mountain 15,000 feet high, and situated in' desert tracts where the air is remarkably clear. The chief results of his observations are that pristine or extra-terrestrial sunlight is bluish, or, in other words the sun, ii Seen beyond the absorptive atmosphere of the earth, may appear blue. Moreover, the .total loss of radiation by absorption of the atmosphere is nearly double what was formerly believed. Solar radiation, according to Professor Langley, is capable of exerting over one horse-power per square yard of the shell of sixty yards thick over the surface of the globe annually. It is probable, he tence and preservation even more to the heat-storing action of the atmosphere than has been believed. A NORWEGIAN PILOT. "Did you ever come across a Norwegian pilot ?" I asked, cherishing a sailor's venera-1 tion for the indomitable courage of these j Northern sea-dogs. " Did I?" he returned with warmth ; " I should think so. Why, only last year, bound for Christiansand, I came here in a dense fog that had lasted! nearly all the way across. Knowing I ought to be pretty close ashore, I stopped her engines and blew the whistle; but not i. j yard ahead could I see, and as night set in I don't deny I didn't like it. Suddenly I heard a voice—' Do you want a pilot, sir ?' ind, looking over the side, there, sure enough, was a pilot boat. Well, the fogj was as thick as a wall; but no sooner was the fellow on board, than—' Full speed I Starboard her helm!' and away we went I for the rocks. After steaming ahead for, about half an hour the roar of the breakers became deafening, and I could see absolutely nothing—nothing but the fog. • Hard a-port V the pilot sang out, and hard a-port it was. Close to us the surf thundered among the rocks ; but a moment later we were in smooth water, and were brought to an anchor as bandy as if it had been clear daylight." The captain here walked away a few paces to get a better look at something forward, when, returning, he added—" Sir, you may go to the length and breadth of this world, but for hardiness and skill you will not beat the Norwegian pilot!" This t recalled a reminiscence of my youth, which at the time made a vivid impression upon me, and which, though it . las absolutely nothing to do with the 'resent visit to Sweden, I cannot refrain 10m mentioning. Imagine astormv winter's iay, with a pale blue sky, a dark-blue, turbulent sea, and a ship with close-reefed topsails. The gale howled in the rigging, ballooning the narrow strips of canvas and rap-rapping the running gear against tht spars with wearisome monotony. Under our lee, as far as the eye could reach, stretched the iron-band coast of old Norway, where the waves, leaping unceasingly against the black rocks, hurled jets of white foam high into the air. From out among these granite boulders ? ,<mall craft appears, showing at first only a sprit-sail with a red stripe down the middle ; but when it draw; nearer we can see that the boat is covered with a deck, is broad of beam, clinker-built, rind pointed fore and aft—shaped, in fact like a gull. There arc but two hands on board. The pilot—yellow-bearded, broad shouldered, with a sou'-wester on his head —stands by the mast; his son, a mere lad, has hold of the tiller. Our ship has been kept close-hauled, labouring heavily in the rough sea, and presently the boat is to windward a short distance off. With his hand firmly on the tiller, the boy is keenly watching his chance, and the next moment runs us dangerously near; then a rope is thrown; is deftly caught by the pilot, who ties it round his waist, and the boat again sheers off. There is a moment's suspense; a big wave approaches; as it rises it lifts the small craft on its erest to a level with our rigging ; ia tbat instant the pilot jumps, and lands safely in our mizien shrouds. The lad meanwhile has promptly luffed, and alone in his nutshell, now lost to sight, now heaved aloft, he makes his way sturdily towards shore ; but on board the frigate we :-,„,., »>,.,» <■ All'- ,„„I11" n iru ir .-
Boils. Pimples. Sure Signs of Impure Blood. Do not think that Trashes and ointments can cure eruptions of the skin. They cannot The cause is deeper, even down in the very blood itself Purify your blood, and your skin will be smooth and clear. Mr. James Johnson, of South Forbes New South Wales, sends us his photograph, and says: Mr. Johnson's eyesight was strenffthted because the .Sarsaparilla is such a wonderful nervo tonic. For impure Bleod and weak nerves there is no remedy in the world equal to it. You cannot enjoy good Ltalth if your bowels are constipated. Ayer's Tills oure constipation every time. f«f«* ty Ot, i. (, Apr ft to., wwell. Mm, l',§^
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Taranaki Daily News, Volume XXXXII, Issue 46, 26 February 1900, Page 4
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