FROM OUR EXCHANGES.

Temuka Leader, Volume 2, Issue 152, 7 June 1879, Page 2

FROM OUR EXCHANGES.

An English newspaper is now being published at Alt Musjid. It would appear that the 51st Foot have a regimental paper, rejoicing in the title of the ' Bugle.' The first number contains the following : "We believe that this is the first newspaper published in English in Afghanistan. The 'Bugle' has a larger circulation than any other paper in Cabul ; and when our Afghan friends have been sufficiently educated by the MartiniHenry, it will doubtless be largely read by our allies who live on the hill-tops, and cultivate everything except corn and friendly relations." Eight hundred , young women are at work in the London post office, all of them in one room, all looking comfortable, most of them looking pretty, earning fair wages at easy work, work fit for women to do work at which they can sit and rest—and not be weary, with a kitchen at hand and a hot dinner in the middle of the day, with leave of absence without stoppage of pay every year, with a doctor for sickness and a pension for old age—for the young women as years roll on will become old—with only eight hours of work, never before 8 o'clock in the morning and never after 8 o'clock at night, with female superintendents, and chance of being a superintendent open to each girl. This is a Government office under .rik Government surveillance, and all this has ~W sprung into existence during the last eight years. A story is told of a former Judge of a certain Court iu the Bay State, whose hair was whitened by the frosts of near seventy winters before he left the bench. Entering a Boston and Maine Railway car one dav. he saw but half a seat" " vacant, and"that by the side of a very pretty young lady, gorgeously arrayed. The Judge was a great admirer of the ladies, and he immediately started for the seat. ''Ah ! beg pardon, madam," said his honour, *' but is this seat engaged ?" "No, sir," modestly replied the fair occupant of the other half. The Judge took the seat, and, glancing again at the dazzling beauty by his side, he thought he recognised in her a lady he had met somewhor , and yet could not tell when or where. i'mally he ventured to ask. "Madam;.." .-;;;i. ! 'his honour—-"madam,

your face looks very familiar. Imu \ have met you before, but really ] ca .- not recollect : ' "Yes, answer-d i,. bunch of roses by his side —" ys, old buster, likely 'nougli you have ; it was only in June you sent me up for thirty plays, and it's already eleven times you've Bent me up for simple drunks." Exit the judge — ; Alta Californian.'