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frequent process of being let down within a very 

 few feet of the ground, and raised again. There is 

 every probability of her hatching her young; and 

 if so, we believe the circumstances will be quite 

 unprecedented. 



The italics will show how much of the 

 foregoing we believe to be " remarkable," — 

 ever excepting the waggish pen-man. We 

 happen to know something about the star- 

 ling ; and have therefore a right to take an 

 interest in his peculiarities. 



The next observation taken by our intel- 

 ligent Scotch luminary, has reference to a 

 rabbit. He very appropriately calls it a 

 " knowing rabbit :" — 



A gentleman, he says, residing in a small town 

 in this country (we should like to be informed of 

 the names of the small town and the gentleman), 

 has a favorite rabbit at present engaged in rear- 

 ing a numerous progeny. They are not able to 

 use their rodents (!) very well as yet, and there- 

 fore require a good deal of nourishment from their 

 mother. 



It appears in evidence, that the servant 

 neglected to bring the milk from the cow at 

 a certain hour of the day, as usual. " Map," 

 the rabbit, resented this as follows : — 



As the forgetful girl stooped down to smooth 

 " Map's " fur, the animal scratched her hand in a 

 very angry manner; and then hopping off, lifted 

 the milk dish in her teeth, and set it down before 

 the careless provider. At the same time she said 

 very distinctly, though not in words (this was 

 puzzling !), — Don't attempt to humbug me with 

 your caresses, but go and bring me my milk. 



It would be " wicked " in us, to italicise 

 any of the above. It reads best as it is ! 



We come now to immortalise the North 

 British Daily Mail, and let his u robin " 

 speak first : — 



The Kobin. — A curious instance of the famili- 

 arity and sagacity of this little bird is to be seen 

 at a house near Roseneath, where a young gentle- 

 man occupies one of the upper rooms as his bed- 

 chamber. In one corner stands his clothes'-bag, 

 and in the mouth of it the owner found one day 

 a robin's nest built, and filled with eggs. The 

 little pair had taken advantage of the window 

 being left open, to occupy such a singular locality 

 for their breeding place. The eggs are by this 

 time hatched, so that the parent birds have to be 

 early astir to find food for their little ones ; indeed, 

 much earlier than the other occupant of the room. 

 The young robins can't wait for their early break- 

 fast until their fellow lodger gets up, and the old 

 birds are driven to the necessity of awakening him, 

 which they do at an early hour every morning, 

 by flapping their little wings in his face — when he 

 gets up, and kindly opens the window for their 

 free egress and ingress. 



They say that Crassus laughed once — and 

 only once in his life. If he yet lived, and 

 could read the above, he would at least 

 laugh once more ! 



But now for our second extract, which 



will, we fear, somewhat injure our eminent 

 oculists : — 



A little girl had her left eye so completely 

 covered with a white speck, that it was rendered 

 sightless. A few days since, while amusing her 

 self out of doors, a dove descended from a neigh- 

 boring dwelling-house ; and, as if in search of 

 food, removed the speck with its bill, without 

 causing the slightest injury — so that ever since, the 

 vision of the girl has been perfect. 



We think we have now lt proved our 

 case." 



We pass over other records in the above 

 two papers — showing how two knowing 

 chickens jumped out of owe Shanghae pullet's 

 egg ; how a tom-tit built its nest and reared 

 its young in a poisonous gas- tube, &c, &c. 

 Suffice to say, the jokes are rich. 



Our only object in this article is, to teach 

 our readers how to divine " fact from fiction ;" 

 and to tell them " why" Our Journal does 

 not record the many interesting occurrences 

 that appear in so many parts of the country, 

 in the summer season. 



OUR MIRROR OF THE MONTHS. 

 JULY. 



First, April. She with mellow showers 

 Opens the way for early flowers, 

 Unen, after her, qouies smiling May, 

 In a more rich and sweet array. 

 Ivext enters June, and brings us more 

 Gems than those two that went before, 

 Then, lastly, Jlly comes; and she 

 i\iore wealth brings in than all thoie three. 



The Months of April, May, and 

 June, have paid us their annual visits ; and 

 having fulfilled their mission, they have 

 gradually melted away. We could not, 

 during their sojourn amongst us, exactly tell 

 what their mission was ; for each of the 

 months, this year, was unusually eccentric, 

 and played us tricks innumerable. We 

 thrice put away our over-coats, and had to 

 bring them out again. We shelved our 

 umbrellas too ; and found more use for them 

 than ever ! 



June, however, was the least fickle of the 

 three fair maidens ; and seems to have 

 intended us much good. Her golden days, 

 and genial nights, have produced golden 

 results. The valleys have shouted, and the 

 birds have sung. Flowers have raised their 

 heads in every direction ; and all the fruits 

 of the earth give promise of a most abun- 

 dant supply. 



We have not parted from June, without 

 bearing in lively remembrance the f ' little 

 kindnesses " she has done us. She invited 

 us forth far and near ; she has shown us 

 sights that no Emperor could command ; 

 introduced us to scenes of loveliness that no 

 tongue could describe, no pen give even an 



