June 30. 
THE COTTAGE GARDENER. 
success. As I saitl before, if this remedy is not widely 
known, pray make it so through your valuable paper.—F. N.” 
The fine dust of the lime being inhaled by the chicken 
is evidently the active agent in this mode of treatment, the 
Agrimony merely acting as a tonic. 
Some time since, my attention was directed to the re¬ 
moval of these worms from the windpipe, which I was 
desirous of doing without in any manner injuring the pa¬ 
tient. I, therefore, tried turpentine fumigations, and with 
considerable success. The plan I adopted was merely to 
place the chicken in a small box, or under a glass shade, 
and pour some turpentine on some loose shavings con¬ 
tained within it. The lid (if a box be used) was then 
closed, and the bird compelled to breathe the vapour as 
Joug as it could withstand its effects. 1 communicated this 
plan to Mr. Lort, who is well-known as a successful breeder 
and exhibitor, and in reply he stated— 
“ The fumigation with turpentine answers admirably; I 
have tried it in three cases only, and it has been successful 
in all; I think, generally, it will be found well to repeat the 
fumigation. I place the patient upon a bench with a hole 
in it, and cover him with a glass shade; the spirit, I put 
upon rag fastened to the end of a stick, which is held, whilst 
burning, just below the hole in the bench. If you wish to 
mention this in The Cottage Gardener, do so; I am sure 
I am greatly obliged to you for having been the means of 
saving the lives of my chickens.” 
It will be seen that Mr. Lort varied the plan by employ¬ 
ing the turpentine in a burning state. I should wish those 
who have many cases to try both plans, and ascertain which 
is the most convenient in practice. I think that both are 
equally efficacious, as the turpentine vapour, so destructive 
to that class of animals that cause the disease, is in both 
cases brought into immediate contract with them by the 
breathing of the chickens. I shall be glad to learn if the 
plan is equally efficacious in other hands.— W. B. Teget- 
meieb, Tottenham , Middlesex. 
THE HISTORY OF FRANK RANDALL. 
By the Authoress of “ My Flowers .” 
The following true story is addressed to three classes of 
persons; to young men; to young women; and to all who 
have the management of those valuable institutions—Benefit- 
clubs. It has been sent to me by the kindness of the same 
friend to the poor who has already supplied me with the 
sketch of William Green’s eventful life. It is always most 
interesting to read what is written fresh from the heart; 
and, therefore, in spite of the writer’s modest remonstrance, 
I must give it to my readers, just as it was sent to me. 
“ Frank Randall was born of humble but respectable 
parents, holding, I believe, rather peculiar religious views. 
They gave their only son the best education their limited 
means allowed, and he was apprenticed to a trade affording 
prospects of further improvement, and, to a steady man, 
ample probability of success in life. Of his conduct as an 
apprentice I had no means of ascertaining anything; but 
from his character in the earlier period of his manhood, I 
have little doubt but that it was satisfactory. He was 
married early (not, however, before his means warranted 
such an important step), to a young woman who was servant 
in the family by whom he was employed; and she was, indeed, 
a bright example to the wives of the labouring classes. 
Neat and tidy in her person, she was delicately clean in her 
house and furniture, exemplifying the old remark, that 
‘ Cleanliness is the handmaid of Godliness.’ It was, indeed, 
a cheering sight to see this happy couple wend their way, in 
their Sunday attire, to the house of God, as regularly as the 
cheerful chimes summoned worshippers to bend the knee at 
the Throne of Grace. 
“But, alas ! bitter things were in store! The wife, after 
giving birth to a son, showed symptoms of consumption. 
Deep was the distress of poor Randall, for he loved his help¬ 
mate with all the affection she deserved, and that was no 
stinted measure ; but her appointed time was come, and her 
Heavenly Father called her away to realms of brighter and 
more enduring bliss. Randall was now left alone with his 
only boy; and it is not to be wondered at, that when months 
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had rolled away he again looked round for a wife; but, un¬ 
happily,-he did not show the same wisdom in his choice of 
a second as he had done in the first. It was at this time 
that he came more particularly under my own notice, as he 
entered into my establishment about the same period. He 
was esteemed a valuable acquisition, and so indeed lie was; 
for added to the intimate knowledge of his business, he was 
superior to the usual class of workmen in several respects ; 
he wrote an excellent hand, and knew enough of accounts 
to have gained him the situation of schoolmaster in any 
pai’ish in England. He was also temperate and industrious, 
as well as trustworthy and honest. As was natural to a 
provident man, he was anxious to secure to himself help in 
sickness, and became a member of a club held at a public- 
house. And here let me pause, to state my decided conviction, 
that provident clubs, desirable and admirable in themselves, 
if held at public-houses are too frequently a curse, instead 
of a blessing; dispensers of misery, instead of good ; certainly 
it was so in this instance. 
“From the superior education of Randall he was soon 
chosen as steward, as by his knowledge of accounts and 
book-keeping he became extremely valuable to his club. 
His first deviation from the path of sobriety arose from this 
unhappy connexion, and having lost his self respect, a 
repetition of the sin became almost a matter of course, and 
he had to be severely reprimanded for his conduct, which, I 
believe, at the time, made a serious impression upon him, 
and he resolved to avoid the temptation in future; but, like 
all resolutions made in a man’s own strength, it was only 
made to be broken. The club night again came round, and 
Randall was again intoxicated. Unhappily too, his home, 
under the new management, instead of being clean and 
comfortable, as formerly, was dirty and miserable, so that 
he had not the same inducements to remain by his own fire¬ 
side. Oh! that the poor man’s wife was more alive to her 
own responsibilities in this respect! for I firmly believe 
many an unhappy man has been driven to the ale-house 
from the wretchedness which exists around his own hearth. 
Strong, indeed, must be the principle of him who can resist 
the temptation of a bright fire and cheerful hearth of the 
public-house, when his own home is wretched and filthy. 
“ I always dreaded the approach of club night; and I think I 
now see him, when about to receive his wages on the previous 
Saturday, looking guilty by anticipation, and expecting the 
word of warning, which was invariably given upon the 
occasion; but, alas! without effect; for, from being occa¬ 
sionally intoxicated, and only on such occasions, it becamo 
a matter of very frequent occurrence; in fact, he became a 
confirmed drunkard.” 
The continuation of Frank Randall’s history I must keep 
for another paper. I will pause here, to give my readers an 
opportunity of considei-ing what one wrong step leads to; how 
the first step in sin ends; and from what fair-seeming circum¬ 
stances mischief sometimes springs. The very fact of 
Randall possessing a good and steady character, and a 
superior education, led the way to his sad downfall. Not 
because steady character and good education are bad things; 
no; but because, in themselves they have no root, nothing to 
hold by; and the very situations they render us fit for are 
situations of temptation; and we know that those “ who 
have no root,” in “ time of temptation fall away.” How 
many a man has done well, and walked respectably, in a quiet, 
out-of-the-way path of life ; who, when brought into a place 
of trust, or where his real principles have been tried, has 
done evil! All this shows us what it is we want to keep us 
straight, and to hold up our steps that we slip not. We do 
not want, we do not need, wisdom, or knowledge, or skill, 
or learning, or worldly advantages; even character itself 
can do nothing for us when temptation comes. What 
we want, and nee'cl, and must have, to insure our safety, 
is the grace of God in our hearts. Nothing else will keep 
us steady, and prepare us for every situation the providence 
of God may place us in. If a man dares not offend God; 
if he loves Him with all his powers ; he may be tempted 
and tried this way, and that way, but “ the Lord deliveretli 
him out of all.” We may resolve, like Frank Randall, 
but except we have hold of God’s hand, our resolves will go 
with us to the bottomless pit, as sure as that you, my 
friends, are reading the words before your eyes. They will 
not stop vs, but we shall over persuade them, and they will 
