276 MODERN INVENTIONS. 



we have had the stays in our cables composed of zinc, and the links of 

 iron, and boldly adventure the experiment. 



You will notice something peculiar in our sails, small as is their 

 number and size ; for we have availed ourselves of a chemical discovery, 

 and had them made of canvass that is manufactured from 



DONLAN'B PHORMIUM TENAX, or New Zealand Flax, prepared by a 

 process which renders it stronger than Russia hemp or flax, and effectu- 

 ally prevents its being injured by mildew or rottenness in any climate, 

 or under any alternations of weather. This process is entirely chemical, 

 and leaves the fibre improved, rather than injured, as it must be by any 

 mechanical operation. May the most extensive encouragement be given 

 to a discovery, that can not only render us independent of the imperial 

 Autocrat, but give an extraordinary increase of employment to our 

 British shipping ! 



We have detained you a long time on deck, and will now call your 

 attention below. Observe these seeming mouldings beside the beams, 

 and around the cabins these are 



WATSON'S SAFETY TUBES, made of very thin copper ; which, being 

 hermetically sealed, and so formed as to resist external pressure, would 

 prevent our vessel from sinking, by their buoyancy, even if she were to 

 spring an unconquerable leak ! 



Besides this security, we have HARRIS'S LIGHTNING CONDUCTORS, 

 and LIFE BUOYS, and a LIFE BOAT ; so fear not gentle dames and gal- 

 lant swains, no ill can happen to us. Let us then fall to, and do justice 

 to the dejeune a la fourchette which the steward, with his usual alertness, 

 has provided for us. 



A SENTIMENTALISM. 



L'Aurore a chasse les Orages, 

 D'un voile de purple et d'azur, 

 Elle pare un del sans images ; 

 L'onde roule un cristal plus pur. 



CASIMIR DELAVIGNE. 



The morn hath chased the clouds away, 

 And on the purple heaven she throws 



A purer azure, and the stream 

 With brighter beauty flows. 



Upon the dewy fragrant green, 

 Uncovering its modest head 



The rose in joyful haste doth paint 

 Its soft cheek with a richer red. 



A softer breeze doth kiss the flowers, 

 The bird a sweeter lay doth sing ; 



The vine unto the giant elm 

 With a fonder love doth cling. 



The wood-bird in its pleasant lay, 

 The wild-bee in its humming, 



The streams, the flowers, seem to say 

 " Thy Lady-fair is coming." 



