MISCELLANEOUS.

Temuka Leader, Issue 1962, 29 October 1889, Page 3

MISCELLANEOUS.

When, in conversing with anyone, you see that he is keeping, something back, it seems as if you were feeling for his hands across a wall. The roses of pleasure seldom lasts long enough to adorn the brow of him who plucks them ; for they are the; only roses which do not retain their sweetness after they have lost their; beautv. It is the power of everyone to acquire a good style of handwriting by a little diligent practice, and from the personal comfort resulting from it, as well as the appreciation of others, no one will regret the time spent in per-' fecting himself in this particular. Lady Thyra (reading catalogues of an art exhibition); “ Two dogs, after Landseer;” Lady Myra: “But where is Landseer? I don’t see him.” Lady Thyra: “Why, surely you don’t suppose he would stay there with those ferocious looking brutes after him. I know I shouldn’t if I were in his place.” In youth, one is a mediaeval castle, with hidden nooks, secret chambers, mysterious galleries, trenches, and ramparts. One becomes afterwards a modern mansien, rich moroccoleathered, elegant, stylish, and only open to the select; and ultimately a great hall, open to the whole world, a market, a museum, or a cathedral.— Carmeum Sylvia. _ A Prahran herbalist, named J, W. Tandell, has been prosecuted at the instance of the Pharmacy Board, for an action which might lead to the impression that lie was qualified to perform the duties of a pharmaceutical chemist. It was shown ■ that the defendant had made his premises look like a chemist’s shep by the liberal us® of bottles. He was fined 60s, and 42s costs. ... He was a milkman, an honest industrious milkman, and a family had left suddenly without paying his milk bill. I The kind police on the beat was assisting him to track his delinquent debtors, hut without much : success. “Well,” said the, constable, desiring to be consolatory, “ they owe you 18s, but I suppose there, was 9s worth of water in the account?” “ That’s where it galls me—that’s where it hurts me,” moaned the unsophisticated milkman, “they were new customers, and I hadn’t began to water the milk yet.” A single virtuous action has elevated a whole village, a whole city, a whole nation. “ The present moment,” says Goethe, “ is a powerful duty.” Man’s best products are his happy and sanctifying thoughts, which when once formed and put in practice, extend their fertilising influence for thousands of years, and from generation to generation. It is from small seeds put into the ground that the inborn dictates of conscience and the inspired principle of that the finest growths ot , character have arisen.—Samuel Smiles

FOE€HYB I Forgi?»! life is not long enough To keep resentment in the heart— And there is pain enough to boar Aside from broken friendship’s smart. Forgive, for everyone has need To be forgiven ere life is done : Forgiveness must be granted all Before the golden crown is won. Forgive before the soul is hushed And your forgiveness come too late— Forgive before the soul has passed Beyond your reach through Hsayen’s gate Forgive, as you, rn the last day, , When secrets of all hearts are known, Would be forgiven as you bow To plsad before the great white throne. i ism i imi ei "i..! j-Limaap