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not keep his nags together for a moment ; 

 find being " up to the dodge," they imme- 

 diately quitted their usual track, and kicked 

 up their heels in a state of frenzy and dismay. 

 " A short reign and a merry one," thought 

 Phaeton. He had it. 



Already were heaven and earth threatened 

 with an universal conflagration, when Jupi- 

 ter, who had perceived the disorder of the 

 horses of the Sun, struck the rider with one 

 of his thunderbolts, and hurled him headlong 

 into the Yellow Sea. 



Now for the climax. According to the 

 Poets, while Phaeton was thus recklessly 

 driving his father's chariot, he drove so very 

 close to the wind, or rather to the earth, 

 that the blood of the Ethiopians was dried up, 

 and their skin became black — A color which 



IS STILL PRESERVED AMONG THE GREATEST 

 PART OF THE INHABITANTS OF THE TORRID 

 ZONE TO THIS DAY. 



A cry, — a vociferous outcry from the in- 

 habitants of Liverpool, haunts us ; and we 

 must let the refrain of our grief tingle in 

 the ears of the Booksellers and News- 

 vendors of that great town-ship. It seems, 

 the demand in Liverpool and its vicinity for 

 our London Journal is " enormous." We 

 know it to be so ; for we have a friend there, 

 who, we imagine, never slumbers nor sleeps 

 in his intense zeal for our welfare. He has 

 caused so very many thousands of our Cir- 

 culars to be distributed in and around the 

 town, that our name has positively become 

 " immortalised" there ; and yet, Messieurs, the 

 Booksellers, will not keep a supply sufficient 

 to answer even the demand. This excessive 

 timidity must surely arise from their ig- 

 norance of our natural disposition, v Let 

 them, then, take our written guarantee, that 

 if they will only order freely, and do us 

 fair service, we will re-purchase of them, 



AT ANY TIME, WHATEVER COPIES MAY RE- 

 MAIN UNSOLD. 



At present we are "burked," — positively 

 " burked" in Liverpool. The Liverpudlians 

 tell us so. Instead of three thousand copies, 

 there is a demand for at least six thousand ; 

 and we hope soon to treble even that 

 number. 



Another complaint is, that our numbers 

 " are not received till nearly a week after 

 they are due ! " Let us here distinctly 

 state, and so exonerate ourselves — that 

 every Tuesday Evening our publisher, 

 Mr. Berger, has been, and will be prepared 

 to furnish the current week's number, 

 dated " Saturday" (in advance), in any 

 quantity, from one to fifteen thousand 



COPIES. 



Part. I was issued on the 24th of Janu- 

 ary, and is already nearly out of print. 



Men of Liverpool — 

 "Awake! — Arise! or be for ever fallen," 



in the estimation of the Proprietor of 

 " Kidd's London Journal." 



ORIGINAL CORRESPONDENCE. 



Australian Par roquet. — I would suggest to your 

 correspondent, F. A. (see p. 26), to remove the 

 tumor from her suffering bird, by gradually 

 tightening a piece of thread round it. This 

 should be done close to the wing, and it should 

 remain until the tumor decays. The pain given 

 would be very trifling. A friend of mine, whose 

 bird was suffering from a similar infliction, was 

 thus cured. The tumor was as big as a hen's 

 egg; but it was entirely removed. — C. P. 



African Parrot. — Your correspondent, W. S. 

 (see p. 43), may save his bird by keeping it warm, 

 and covering it up at night with flannel. Its 

 food should be bread, slightly moistened with 

 water, and occasionally a few chilies. No other 

 diet is needful. I have now in my possession 

 an African parrot, which is in perfect health, — 

 entirely owing to the above simple treatment. 

 The same dietary was adopted on board the 

 vessel which brought over my bird, with 100 

 other parrots, — not one of which perished on the 

 voyage. — C. P. 



Proper Food for Thrushes. — I have four 

 thrushes; but the food I give them does not seem 

 to agree with them. What zV the proper food? 

 — G. C. G. 



[The best food is German Paste (bought at 

 Clifford's, 24, Great St. Andrew's St., Hol- 

 born— no other is genuine), and stale bread; 

 rubbed with it, but not too small. A snail, a 

 bit of raw beef, and a meal-worm or two occa- 

 sionally, will keep your birds " well " and in 

 fine song.] 



Propagation of Eels.— Your introduction of 

 this question into the London Journal has set 

 us old fishermen all agog, to get at the truth of 

 the matter. From all we can learn, and we have 

 made diligent inquiry in all likely quarters, Mr. 

 Boccius has indeed found "a mare's nest." The 

 spawn of an eel may do to "talk about;" but 

 who ever saw it ? I am pursuing the inquiry 

 still, and will not fail to inform you if any light 

 should hereafter be cast on so " dark" a subject. 

 — AngUilla. 



[Other communications, all tending to the 

 same end, we " suppress," as they would occupy 

 too much space. We feel bound, however, as 

 we have already given admission to the remarks 

 of"T. G.," to let that gentleman's "further" 

 observations appear. They are thus stated in 

 the Gardeners' Chronicle of May 17; and are too 

 important to be abridged : — 



' Propagation of Eels. — Many thanks to " G. 

 II." for his second letter on this subject. It 

 appears to me that we think very much alike 

 about eels. He says "that his pond is 50 miles 

 from where the river Nene flows into the sea; 



