Spice from Kero Books. 
Nature’s Own Eye Water. 
When I began the study of medicine, my eyes 
were so exceedingly weak, and had been for about 
ten years, or indeed always after the attack of 
measles, that I was in the habit of shading them, 
much of the time, with green or blue glasses. 
My friends, many of them, strongly objected to 
any attempt to pursue the study of medicine on 
this very account. And the attempt was, I con¬ 
fess, rather hazardous. What seemed most dis¬ 
couraging in the premises, was the consideration 
that I had gone, to no manner of purpose, the 
whole round of eye waters, elixir vitriol, itself, 
not excepted. Was there room, then, for a single 
gleam of hope? Yet I was resolutely, perhaps 
obstinately, determined on making an effort. I 
could but fail. 
Soon after I made a beginning, the thought 
struck me, “Why not make the experiment of 
frequently bathing the eyes in cold water?” At 
that moment they were hot and somewhat painful; 
and suiting the action to the thought, I held my 
face for some seconds in very cold water. The 
sensation was indescribably agreeable; and I 
believe that for oDce in my life, at the least, I felt 
a degree of gratitude to God, my Creator, for cold 
water. The practice was closely and habitually 
followed. Whenever my eyes became hot and 
painful, I put my face for a short time in water, 
even if it were twenty times a day. The more I 
bathed them, the greater the pleasure, nor was it 
many days before they were evidently less in¬ 
flamed and less troublesome. Why, then, should 
I not persevere ? 
I carried the practice somewhat further still. I 
found from experiment, that I could open my eyes 
in the water. At first, it is true, the operation 
was a little painful, and I raised, slightly, its tem¬ 
perature. Gradually, however, I became so much 
accustomed to it that the sensation was not only 
less painful, but even somewhat agreeable. In a 
few weeks I could bear to open my eyes in the 
water, and keep them open as loDg as I was able 
to hold my breath, even at a very low temperature. 
Perseverance in this practice not only enabled me 
to proceed with my studies, contrary to the ex¬ 
pectation of my friends, and in spite, too, of my 
own apprehensions, but gave me in addition the 
unspeakable pleasure of finding my eyes gaining 
every year in point of strength, as well as clear¬ 
ness of sight. My glasses were laid aside, and I 
have never used any for that specific purpose 
since that time. Of course I do not mean by this 
to say that my eyes remain as convex as they were 
at twenty-five or thirty years of age, for that 
would not be true. They have most certainly 
flattened a little since I came to be fifty years of 
age, for I am compelled to wear glasses when I 
would read or write. I mean, simply, that they 
have never suffered any more from inflammation 
or debility, since I formed the habit of bathieig 
them, even up to the present hour. 
The more I observe on this subject, the more I 
am persuaded, apart from my own experience, 
that pure water, at the lowest temperature which 
can be used without giving pain, is the best known 
eye medicine in the world, not merely for one, 
two, or ten in a hundred persons, but for all. I 
recommend it, therefore, at every opportunity, 
not only to my patients but to others. It may 
doubtless be abused, like every other good gift; 
but in wise and careful hands it will often accom¬ 
plish almost everything but downright miracles. 
We may begin with water a little tepid, and lower 
the temperature as gradually as we please, till we 
come to use it ice cold.— “ Forty Years in the Wil¬ 
derness of Pills and Powders ,” by Du. William 
A. Alcott. 
Chinese Customs, 
The Chinese parents select the wives for their 
sons, and decide whom their daughters shall marry. 
Their badge of mourning is white, and their fune¬ 
ral cards are written with blue ink. They mourn 
for the dead by proxy, and select a burjing-place 
for the departed by the aid of one who makes that 
his profession. 
We read horizontally; they, perpendicularly. 
We read from left to right; they, from right to 
left. We uncover the head as a mark of respect; 
they put on their caps. We black-ball our boots; 
they white-wash theirs. We compress the waist; 
they, the feet. We give the place of honor on 
the right; they, on the left. We speak of north¬ 
west; they, of west-north. We say the needle of 
the compass points north; they, to the south. 
We shake the hand of a friend in salutation ; they 
shake their own. We locate the understanding in 
the brain ; they, in the belly. Our officials desig¬ 
nate their office or rank by a star on the breast or 
epaulets on their shoulders; they, by a button on 
the apex of their caps. We page our books at the 
top ; they, on the margin. We print on both sides 
of the leaf; they, upon one. We place our foot¬ 
notes at the bottom ; they, at the top of the page. 
We mark the title of a book on the back of the 
binding ; they, on the margin of the leaf. In our 
libraries, we set our volumes up; they lay theirs 
down. We keep our wives in the parlor; they 
keep theirs in the kitchen. We put our daughters 
to school; they put theirs to service. W'e propel 
our canal boats by horses and steam; they pull 
theirs by men. We take our produce to' market 
by railroad ; they take theirs on men’s shoulders. 
We saw lumber and grind flour by steam and water¬ 
power ; they do it by human muscle. We turn a 
thousand spindles and fly a hundred shuttles with¬ 
out a single hand to propel; they employ a hand 
for each. We print by a power-press and metal 
type; they, on wooden blocks with a hand-brush. 
We are a beardless republic; they, a hoary-headed 
empire. We worship God; they offer incense to 
the devil. We hope for heaven ; they are without 
happiness. — “ The China Mission,” by William 
Dean, D. D. 
Beau. 
Beau is a word of a somewhat various signifi¬ 
cation, according to the state of society in which 
it is used. Among rustic country people, it is a 
general term to denote a lover, or spark, or one 
who is attentive to a particular lady, or to the 
ladies generally. In the more fashionable circles 
FtfmllBii 
of city life, it is used to denote a medley character 
made up of about equal parts of the coxcomb, the 
fop, and the gallant. He is always either a wo¬ 
man’s fool, or the successful cause of her ruin.— 
Either she will use him for her convenience, or as 
a sort of upper servant, or he will succeed in his 
base designs upon her virtue. His profession is 
that of a love-maker, and he has one kind of speech, 
one set of verses, and one string of professions, 
which he rehearses to every woman he meets. He 
studies the weak point of a woman’s character, 
which he generally finds to be that of vanity, and 
therefore he directs all his skill and power thro’ 
that channel. Not often is he a man of brains 
enough to do more than this. With a woman of 
good sense he is harmless; but with the giddy, 
vain, and unintellectual portion of the sex, he is a 
most dangerous character. The experienced and 
adroit beau generally is conservative, if not pro¬ 
fessedly religious in his opinions — that is, when 
his intended victim happens to be of a religious 
family.—“ Dictionary of Love.” 
BeUe. 
A belle is a beautiful and gay lady. A woman 
who is considered the handsomest and most ac¬ 
complished lady of her town, is called the belle of 
that place. And this is a distinction which her 
natural and acquired charms may obtain for her, 
without any assumption whatever on her part.— 
But when it is said of a woman that she is a great 
belle, we understand that she strives for the distinc¬ 
tion herself, and that her life is devoted mainly to 
the frivolities of fashion and flirtiDg. Tnis ia a 
most despicable character for a woman, and cor¬ 
responds to the word beau in the other gender.— 
She seeks for opportunities to make conquests of 
the hearts of men, and is never happy except when 
she sees that her charms are being appreciated 
and admired. Such a woman is either petted, or 
despised, or laughed at by all men, except th ebeau, 
who is her natural brother.— Ibid. 
SCEjNTES INT A.7NJID ABOUT JERUSALEM. 
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VIEW OF HAREM E8 SHERIF FROM CHURCH OF ST. ANNE. — MOSK OF OMAR’ 
Books Received. 
Cornell’s First Steps in Geography. 
Cornell’s Primary Geography. 
Cornell’s Intermediate Geography. 
Cornell's Grammar School Geography. 
The above series are by S. 8. Cornell, Correspond¬ 
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tical Society. New Yort: D. Appleton & Co. Roches¬ 
ter— Liberty Hall. 
Chambers’ Enoyolopedia. A Dictionary of Useful 
Kuowiedge for the People. On the basis of the 
Latest Edition of the German Conversations Lexi¬ 
con. Illustrated by Wood Engravings and Maps — 
To be completed in Eighty Parts. New Yorfc: D. 
Appleton & Co. liochester— Adams & Dabney. 
Illustrated School History of tiie United States 
And the adjacent pans of america, from tne Earliest 
Discoveries to the Present Time: Embracing a Full 
Account of the Aborigines; Biographical Notices of 
Distinguished Mon; Numi-rous Maps, Plans of Battle- 
Fields, and Pictorial Illustrations; and other features 
calculated to give onr youth Correct Ideas of their 
Country’s Past and Present, and a Taste for General 
Historical Reading. By By G. P. Quackrnbos, a. 
M., Author of Advanced Course of Composition anil 
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D. Appleton Co. Rochester— Liberty Hall. 
Emma iwros; or, The New Life. [pp. 195.1 Pub¬ 
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and sold in Rochester by Adams & Dabney. 
The Barclays; or, Trying to Serve Two Masters. 
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VISIT TO THE MOSQUE OF OMAN. 
BY MBS. SARAH BARCLAY JOHNSON. 
I was as much surprised as delighted one day 
on receiving a polite invitation, from some of my 
Turkish friends, to assume their disguising mantle, 
and accompany them to the Mosque of Omar. I 
could hardly believe it possible that I was about 
to enjoy the privilege of walking on the hallowed 
ground of the Temple enclosure, of standing be¬ 
neath its mournful cypresses, and setting foot on 
the site of the Holy of Holies ^itself; nor did I 
succeed in convincing myself that I was not dream¬ 
ing, until fully equipped in their curious and most 
unmanageable costume. The transformation was 
complete. Ten minutes before, in my simple 
American dress, and now rigged out so perfectly 
a la Turk, that my own mother would not have 
recognized me! My friends were greatly amused 
and delighted. The slippers gave me the most 
trouble; and I was heartily laughed at whenever 
I attempted to walk. T*he peculiar shuffling gait 
of Oriental women must be learned, as an addi¬ 
tional safeguard against detection; and great was 
the mirth I excited at every attempt to hobble 
across the room, which the enormous size of the 
slippers made it almost impossible to do. How 
should I get along in the street ? was a query that 
gave rise to many fears and misgivings. The 
slippers I feared would certainly drop off, and the 
veil I felt sure would smother me; for, besides 
being very thick, it was closely wrapped round my 
face. 
My costume consisted of full silk trousers, a 
trailing robe whose ends were securely tucked 
within my girdle, an embroidered vest, large yel¬ 
low morocco boots, and over them slippers of the 
same material, turned up at the toes like a skate. 
A red fez cap was placed on my head, and around 
it a gauze turban edged with a fringe work of balls 
of gold. Over my whole person a white sheet 
was thrown, which required quite as much atten¬ 
tion as the slippers; and although every precau¬ 
tion was taken, and innumerable pins brought 
into requisition for its security, it was not until I 
had gone through a severe process of drilling that 
I learnt rightly to manage my ghostly outer garb. 
My veil, though thick, was fortunately of such a 
texture that I could dimly see those around me, 
though my o wu features could not be distinguished. 
Next, I was warned that a word would betray me, 
and therefore I must preserve perfect silence, 
leaving the talking to them. To give the greater 
force to this injunction, they placed their fore¬ 
fingers on their mouths, and remained mute for 
some moments themselves, thus impressing it by 
example as well as precept. 
On descending the steps, new difficulties awaited 
mein the way of keeping on my slippers, which 
increased the merriment of my companions ten¬ 
fold, affording proof that these poor creatures do 
know how to laugh—a fact hard to be credited 
when we think of their lifetime of slavish impris¬ 
onment ! At a short distance there was a group 
of Effendis, and as I passed them I had many mis¬ 
givings about my unwieldly wrappings; but a 
close observance of the directions I received before 
salljing forth, enabled me to retain them, and the 
lordly Turk was for once outwitted by the despised 
“ Infidel!” My prospects were brightening, and 
I felt encouraged. At the gate we encountered 
the jetty Nubians who guard the Harem, and I 
shuddered as I glanced at their fierce countenances 
and terror-i'nspiring clubs. But I congratulated 
myself that they, too, were quite unconscious of 
the concealment of an “infidel dog” beneath the 
folds of one of those white sheets, else I had met 
with perhaps worse treatment than that awarded 
the English doctor a short time before. On ven¬ 
turing barely within the precincts of the enclo¬ 
sure, to visit a patient who occupied a house near 
one of the gate?, he was knocked down from his 
horse by a score of these ferocious fellows, dread¬ 
fully beaten, and for a length of time was confined 
to his room from the wounds inflicted by their 
nail-pierced clubs—indeed it was nearly the occa¬ 
sion of his death. 
Having passed them I breathed freely—that is, 
so much as my provoking veil would allow me— 
and was again complacently congratulating myself, 
when my inward boastings were suddenly put to 
flight, by the consciousness that I had lost a slip¬ 
per ; and, in stooping to replace it, my veil drop¬ 
ped, disclosing my face to several acquaintances 
standing just in front of us! They would no 
doubt have recognized >nk«bid they not immedi¬ 
ately turned their batiks -jnlnstotn always ohserv- - 
ed by the men on meeting' females, for fear of 
committing the grievous sin of seeing a woman’s 
face. The non-observance of this act is thought 
exceedingly rude; and, fortunately for me, it was 
on this occasion strictly adhered to. 
Ascending a wide flight of stone steps, we passed 
an elegant Saracenic portal, and gained the mar¬ 
ble-paved platform from the centre of which rises 
the towering Mosque of Omar. The sun was 
shining brightly on the variously colored porce¬ 
lain with which it is covered in intricate patterns, 
and reflected all around the rainbow hues of the 
fifty-six windows with which it is pierced; and 
the cypress trees waved gracefully over the pretty 
little praying-places scattered here and there on 
the green grass. Indeed it seemed to me fairy 
land, and I was reminded at every step of the 
marvellous stories of the “Arabian Nights’ Enter¬ 
tainments.” The dome of the Mosque is said to 
be the most symmetrical in the world, and the 
whole is thought to be unsurpassed in grace and 
beauty. 
The platform being considered very holy, we 
doffed our slippers and gave them in charge to an 
attendant slave; a very ancient practice, for we 
learn from the Old Testament that the Jewish 
priests always removed their shoes on entering 
the Temple, and never officiated except in their 
bare feet; and this practice was, on one occasion, 
a direct command from Jehovah; for we are told 
that Moses was divinely warned to put off his 
shoes on the miraculous appearance of the burn¬ 
ing bush. Such is the importance still attached to 
this custom by eastern nations, that they are 
struck with holy horror and greatly incensed 
when the unscrupulous traveler attempts to pol¬ 
lute their churches and mosques with shod feet; 
and on entering places like this esteemed especially 
holy, a compliance with the rule is absolutely 
required. At this moment, hearing footsteps of 
persons behind us, we turned in another direction 
to avoid them, and strolled leisurely to the Mosque 
of Aksa, passing an exquisite pulpit and fountain 
of variegated marble. By the pulpit is an elabo¬ 
rate urn, and overhanging it a cluster of cypress, 
olive and acacia trees, forming a most enchanting 
little spot. I lingered here, intent on gathering 
flowers as mementoes of the place, until warned 
by a sudden jerk at my sheet, of the approach of a 
Derwish. 
In El-Aksa, seeing no one near, I ventured to 
raise my veil, in order to enjoy the luxury of fresh 
air; but it was no sooner raised than pvlled down 
again by my companion, accompanied by the same 
significant pressure of her forefinger on her lips. 
On looking up to discover the cause of so unwel¬ 
come an intrusion upon the comfort of my respira¬ 
tory organs, whom should I see but the same old 
Derwish, bearing an antique-shaped jug and bunch 
of keys, indicative of his office, as keeper of the 
holy places. This curious building is hardly de- 
scribable. The exterior presents very much the 
appearance of a baru, with a dome at one end, and 
a row of pillars and arches at the other; while the 
interior is a jumbled composition of arabesque and 
gilding, windows of stained glass and wicker¬ 
work, and semicircular arches. At the upper end 
is au elaborately carved bronze pulpit, and portions 
of the floor are tesselated in mosaic. 
I noticed that the worshiping-place of the men 
was covered with carpeting, while that of the 
women was spread with tattered matting! On 
leaving El-Akso, we directed our steps to “Sedna 
Esa,” the reputed cradle of our Savior, but it was 
unfortunately closed. Snch a number of women 
were around the Golden Gate during the whole 
time we were in the enclosure, that we did not 
dare to approach it, which I very much regretted. 
But a spot of still deeper interest was yet to be 
visited—-the world-renowned Mosque of Omar; 
and we now directed our steps to one of its four 
entrances—an ornamental portal, its roof support¬ 
ed with slender Corinthian pillars. A “dim re¬ 
ligious light” pervaded the building, and such a 
deep gloom the lofty dome, that it was scarcely 
possible to distinguish its rich gilding and ara¬ 
besque. Just enough light penetrated the win¬ 
dows to produce au indescribably soft, and at the 
same time grand, effect. 
It being an unusual tbiDg for females (who 
in Mohammedan estimation, are no better than 
brutes,) to pollute with their presence so holy a 
place, we were closely questioned by the keeper, 
who luxuriated in a lazy attitude on the floor. 
The reply he received seemed perfectly to satisfy 
him, though unknown to me, being uttered in too 
low a tone to reach aDy but his own ear. He sup¬ 
plied us with a few tapers, and we descended by a 
flight of stone steps into the Cave of the Sakhrah, 
which it is suppose’d occupies the site of the Holy 
of Holies. Half way down the stairs is a colossal 
tongue, sculptured in alto relievo on the rock, 
which the “Faithful” devoutly kiss; and in the 
floor of the cave is a marble slab, which, on beiDg 
struck, yields a hollow sound, indicative of a large 
void below. The traditions connected with these 
and other relics, such as the print of the Prophet’s 
foot, I need not repeat, so very puerile are they. 
Over the Sakhrah hangs a time-worn red and 
green satin canopy, the gift of the Sultan. 
It was not deemed safe to linger here more than 
a quarter of an hour, as the mosque was rapidly 
filling with the devQut and faithful; yet it was 
with no little regret that I allowed myself so short 
a time on the hallowed ground, which I felt sure 
was once covered by the glorious Temple. Im¬ 
pressed with this belief, I imagined that every 
precious stone, imbedded within these walls, 
might once have composed part of the sacred 
structure. 
Near the doorway through which we made our 
exitis abeautiful lilliputian building—a miniature 
of the mosque—marking the spot said to have 
been occupied by Solomon, when overseeing the 
erection of the Temple. Frolicking upon its 
marble floor were scores of laughing children. 
Scattered around are many light and fantastic 
templets, but none so beautiful as that appropri¬ 
ated by these children as their playhouse. What 
a contrast between this fairy scene and the dark, 
filthy archways through which we now groped 
our way on returning home! 
On reaching my own door, what was my surprise 
on being saluted and welcomed in Arabic—so 
completely metamorphosed was I by my Turkish 
dress! I was greatly amused, and determined to 
eojoy the joke, and retain my incognito as loDg as 
possible. Accordingly, I remained perfectly silent, 
and kept every feature in strict abeyance. Coffee 
was handed, which I sipped with gravity quite as 
apropos as the Oriental posture I had taken on 
the divan ; and in this position I sat many minutes 
before I was recognized by the occupants of my 
own home, whose astonishment was very great on 
hearing the English language from such an un¬ 
expected source !—Iladji in Syria. 
BKOAD,CLOTH AN ENEMY TO HEALTH. 
KEEPING FOWLS IN KANSAS. 
Messrs. Editors :—I noticed an extract from 
your columns in reference to the best mode of 
treating hens in winter, to ensure plenty of eggs, 
and will state my experience in that matter for 
the consideration of your numerous and intelli¬ 
gent readers, and especially the young, who al¬ 
ways love to take care of chickens, and generally 
show no dislike to eggs, if you deem it of sufficient 
interest to award it a place in your columns. I 
need go no further back than the time I arrived 
in Kansas, in the fall of 1857, and I need not give 
my observations of a very large number of hens. 
Soon after I settled here, I found this market 
would not supply us constantly with eggs; be¬ 
sides, they ranged from 50 to 60 cents per dozen. 
I therefore called upon a friend who had about 
two dozen hens, but got no eggs, and purchased 
two of the lot, telling him at the time that I would 
have eggs in three weeks; but he was certain I 
would not, as it was then cold weather, in Decem¬ 
ber. I took them home, (they were common hens.) 
and gave them a roost in the cow-stable, which 
was warm, and began feeding them fresh meat, 
both beef and pork. At first they ran away from 
the meat, seeming to be utter strangers to that 
kind of feed, but alter two or three days they eat 
it freely. In just two weeks from the day I bought 
them, one began to lay, and the other laid the 
next day, and both from that time on till spring 
laid about every day, without any intermission. 
We kept count of the number each one laid, until 
they over-run one hundred each. 
In the spring I purchased a rooster, and in June 
both hens came off with chickens, out of which 
we saved one dozen pullets. In the fall the old 
hens were caught by something, leaving us only 
pullets. By the time they were nearly grown I 
commenced feeding them fresh meat, as often as 
three times a week, cut up small enough for them 
to swallow. When they were about six months 
old they commenced laying. I got the first egg 
on New Years Day, and from that time on, we not 
only had plenty for ourselves, but now and then 
spared to a friend a few when none could be had 
in market. Most of them laid every day through¬ 
out the coldest weather, after they commenced. 
Some say I have a better kind of hens than others; 
but for the benefit of these, let me add, that I kept 
watch of the hens from which I took the two 
above described, and I found my friend got no 
eggs all winter, and yet his were kept in a warm 
place in his woodshed, and fed in the same manner 
that mine were, exsept the meat. I informed him 
that I fed mine fresh meat, which was the cause 
of their laying, but he was so skeptical, and it 
looked so foolish, he would not try it, and had no 
eggs. I feed my hens all they will eat of corn. 
In the winter I make a hot mush of corn meal, 
and give them that while it is warm. In Ohio, 
where I could get it, I fed wheat, which had a 
good effect. Of course they need lime, water, a 
good range in summer, and a warm place in winter. 
I take great pleasure in feeding my chickens, 
which are great pets with me, and I also take 
great pleasure in eating fresh eggs, which cannot 
be had in this market many times during the year 
at even a half a dollar a dozen. So I take the 
independent course of supplying myself until our 
new country market shall be better stocked. 
It was my intention when I commenced this to 
give you a brief statement of the fruit prospects 
in this region, but I find I must reserve that for a 
future time. I will add, however, that the soil 
and climate here are magnificent for fruit, but it 
is sadly neglected, as speculation usurps the 
talents of a large majority of the settlers in a new 
country. There have been some large shipments 
into this territory during the spring, some of 
which have come from the Rochester nurseries. 
But we are very destitute, even in the Wyandott 
Purchase, when we consider this was settled six¬ 
teen years ago by the Wyandotts, many of whom 
are white, educated men, and cultivate the soil. 
At this point a nursery would soon be very profit¬ 
able, as this is the natural point for the settlers 
south of the Kansas river to come to the Missouri 
river with produce. Another advantage would 
be in the shelter derived from the forest trees, 
which would protect the fruit trees from the 
prairie winters. This forest extends west ten 
miles and south eight miles, and north up the 
banks of the Missouri river. 
Wyandott, K. T., 1S59. Daniel B. Hadley. 
Prof. Hamilton, in an address on hygiene to 
the graduates of the Buffalo Medical College, de¬ 
nounces broadcloth as an enemy to exercise, and 
therefore to health. He says : 
“ American gentlemen have adopted as a national 
custom, broadcloth—a thin, tight-fitting black suit 
of broadcloth. To foreigners we seem always to 
be in mourning—we travel in black, we write in 
black, and we work in black. The priest, the law¬ 
yer, the literary man, the doctor, the mechanic, 
chooses always the same unvarying monotonous 
black broadcloth; a style and material which 
never ought to have been adopted out of the draw¬ 
ing-room or the pulpit; because it is at the North 
no suitable protection against the cold, nor is it 
indeed any more suitable at the South. It is too 
thin to be warm in the winter and too black to be 
cool in the summer; but especially do we object to 
it because the wearer is always soiling it by expo¬ 
sure. Young gentlemen will not play ball, or 
pitch quoits, or wrestle and tumble, or any other 
similar thing, lest their broadcloth should be 
offended. They will not go out into the storm 
because the broadcloth will lose its lustre if rain 
falls upon it; they will not run, because they have 
not confidence in the strength of the broadcloth ; 
they dare not mount a horse, or leap a fence, 
because broadcloth as everybody knows, is so 
faithless. So those young men, those old men, 
merchants, mechanics, and all, learn to walk, talk 
and think soberly and carefully; they seldom ven¬ 
ture even to laugh to the full extent of their sides.” 
“INALIENABLE BIGHTS.” 
A wag has made the following summary of what 
he calls the “ Inalienable rights of Americans,” 
and which are not enumerated in the Declaration 
of Independence: 
To know any trade or business without appren¬ 
ticeship or experience. 
To marry without regard to fortune, state of 
health, position, or opinion of parents or friends. 
To have wife and children dependent on contin¬ 
gencies of business, and in case of sudden death, 
to leave them wholly unprovided for. 
To put off upon hireling strangers the literary, 
moral and religious education of children. 
To teach children no good trade, hoping they 
will have, when grown up, wit enough to live on 
the industry of other people. 
To enjoy the general sympathy, when made 
bankrupt by reckless speculations. 
To cheat the Government if possible. 
To hold office without being competent to dis¬ 
charge its duties. 
To build houses with nine and six inch walls, 
and go to the funerals of tenants, firemen and 
others killed by their fall, weeping over the mys¬ 
terious dispensation of Providence. 
To build up cities and towns without parks, 
public squares, broad streets or ventilated blocks, 
i and call pestilence a visitation of God. 
