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all this arising from the free use of beer, spirits, 

 and tobacco. Thus Glasgow stands " alone " in 

 its moral deformity. The Glasgow Herald, in 

 apologising for this, says — " Manchester is as bad !" 

 Is it ? / am a Manchester man, and I deny it. 

 With us, instead of one in twenty-two, the report 

 gives one in six hundred, as "drunk and inca- 

 pable." This, I admit, is bad enough ; but let 

 the truth be spoken under all circumstances. I 

 know this is your motto. There is far too much 

 " cant " in Glasgow. [This is a notorious matter 

 of fact.] Plenty of leaf, but little or no fruit. 

 Now in Manchester, our artizans are not only 

 hard-working people, but they are really moral. 

 Professing little, they perform much. Their aim 

 is noble. They improve both mind and body. 

 They have their Mechanics' Institutes, and Public 

 Libraries, too, and set an example that Glasgow 

 would do well to follow. Judging from all we 

 hear of Glasgow, I fear our Journal does little 

 good there. In Manchester it is fast becoming 

 an idol among the many. — A Subscriber, Man- 

 chester. 



[Your remarks are but too just. If people will 

 sot themselves with beer — madden themselves by 

 drinking ardent spirits — and muddle their brains 

 witli the fumes of tobacco — what must be the re- 

 sult ? We really begin to think they deserve no 

 pity. Yet, for their children's sake the heart feels 

 sad. The men of Manchester are noble fellows ; 

 and we are glad to know how strong a hold we 

 have on their best sympathies. There never ought 

 to be more than one aim, — an aim to do good. 

 This is all we profess. We hate cant, from our 

 very soul.] 



" Paired, not Matchedr — There are some 

 happy hints, Mr. Editor, in the "Educational 

 Expositor" which, I think, might be transferred 

 to " our own " with profit to the public generally. 

 — " It has been said, and how truly ! that no man 

 will get on in life, who chooses for himself, as 

 a friend and companion, one whose intellectual 

 attainments are inferior to his own. One is then 

 tempted to ask, — what man in his senses would 

 choose for his wife, his most intimate friend, and 

 hourly companion, one who is not only inferior to 

 him in attainment, but whose tastes, sympathies, 

 and feelings are all enlisted in a direction dia- 

 metrically opposite to his own — from whom he 

 could expect no counsel, with whom he could hope 

 to have no thoughts in common ? Yet this is what 

 men do every day ; and then wonder they are not 

 happy ! It is written in the constitution of things, 

 and ever will it be proved, that woman's influence 

 is man's best or worst instructor ; yet he seems 

 asleep with regard to his best interests in her. 

 Is he in the society of woman, he thinks it 

 necessary to compliment her — on what ? On her 

 good sense? On her sound judgment? On her 

 sober reflections ? her power of apprehension ? 

 and her just estimate of men and things ? No- 

 thing of the sort. Her beauty, her grace, her 

 accomplishments — these are the subjects of praise. 

 Where she is, he deems it necessary that frivolity 

 should take the place of sense in conversation. 

 There must be music, or dancing, or talk about 

 the opera, the concert, some exhibition, the last 

 new play, or the chit-chat of the neighborhood ; silly 

 flatteries pass round the room, attesting or 



securing worship of weakness. Man ! this is the 

 education you are giving to woman. What edu- 

 cation can you expect she will give to your child ? 

 What can she do, boat repay it in kind f " This 

 is a home thrust, Mr. Editor. May it " take ! " — 

 J. T., Chard. 



Love for Birds. — I was very much delighted 

 with the little anecdote that appeared in your last 

 paper, under this head. I observe something 

 equally forcible in the character of a Mr. Oliver, 

 who was recently wrecked whilst going out to Aus- 

 tralia. It seems the " wreckers" left him nothing 

 but a single " white garment," an old pair of trou- 

 sers, and a pair of slippers. These last, too, were 

 stolen from him whilst they were temporarily mov- 

 ed from his feet. Still we find he was "jolly and 

 cheerful" — because he had saved two favorite birds 

 he took out with him, by fostering them,unobserved, 

 in his bosom. I love to see you so dwell upon these 

 little sympathies. Depend upon it, the public eye 

 is upon our Journal ; and it will " win" its way 

 to universal favor. — 0. L. W., St. Neots. 



Insects, Vimda, &c. — I see in the last number 

 of the " Naturalist," a confirmation of the fact 

 that Vinula ejects a liquid. An acquaintance of 

 mine, let me mention, has been unsuccessful in 

 rearing Lasiocampa Bubi. The larva? were fed 

 on bramble, which they appeared to relish ;. but 

 they died (apparently starved) during the winter. 

 I have not succeeded very well with Neustria. The 

 moths, in almost every instance, have appeared 

 crippled, and with their wings shrivelled up. I 

 have often fed Odonestis Potatoria, chiefly on 

 Phleum pratense and Poa trivialis; but never 

 supplied them with water. Bombyx Atlas, I see, 

 enforces it as a sine qua non that the leaves given 

 to larvaz should be dry. This, I fear, has not been 

 sufficiently attended to by me. Does it not ap- 

 pear singular that moisture should be hurtful, as 

 seeing that, in their natural condition, they must 

 often be exposed to it ? I am very fond of watching 

 the various changes of insects, from the egg to the 

 j^erfect insect ; but, unfortunately, I have few op- 

 portunities for collecting them. Should therefore 

 your correspondent, Bombyx Atlas, (who I pre- 

 sume rears them very extensively) have any eggs 

 which he can spare, or a few larvce, or any 

 duplicate Lepidoptera, and will kindly send them 

 to the writer (either directly or through the me- 

 dium of" Our Editor"), I shall feel much obliged 

 to him. En passant, as the subject of Blackbirds 

 has been lately under consideration, I may perhaps 

 notice one I have, who is as fond of the insect 

 tribe as we are. No insect comes amiss to him ; 

 larvae, moths, beetles — he devours them all. I 

 gave him a large dor-beetle. He amused himself 

 with it for some time — allowing it to crawl partly 

 up the side of his cage. However, he soon brought 

 it down by a tap of his beak, and swallowed it. 

 By-the-bye, I do not think that my larve of S. Li- 

 gustri was piersed by an ichneumon ; for I have 

 often seen caterpillars thus attacked, and the ap- 

 pearance cannot be mistaken. — Cerura, Pimlico . 



Cossus Ligniperda, &c — "Cerura" states, Mr. 

 Editor, that he has now a Cossus two years old. I 

 can honestly assure him that, excepting as a mat- 

 ter of curiosity, it is not worth his while attempt- 



