ball which entered the right side of the nose, passed completely through the palate of the mouth, fracturing both upper and lower jaw, and finally passed out at the back of his neck."

No retributive bullet, however, smashed the nose and mouth of the tyrant who set balls flying by thousands and tens of thousands. The wretch departed this life grinning with all his teeth.

AN APPEAL FROM SMALL TYPE TO CAPITAL. WHAT SHALL I DO WITH MY MONEY? is a question propounded daily in the advertisements by a financial author, who professes to solve it for those whomsoever it may perplex. We have not read this gentleman's book, but we presume it is intended for the instruction of He departed this life-and what then? Well that is for the those who have not too much money, want to make the most of it by demons to consider who initiate these horrors in the holiest name, with the safest investment, and do not know how. Perhaps he has not psalms in their mouths, crosses in their gripe, and tongues in their cheeks. thought it necessary to afford an answer to his question for that not But we are not to use such language as this in talking about Princes. very small class of persons who have more money than they know It is "bad taste." They are august personages," and "it is wrong what to do with. For the class is not small. Look on all sides of you; is not wrong to express loathing and detestation of the enemies of our of us to speak evil of our enemies." Yes, you canting noodles; but it see how many people are throwing money away: all these belong to it. Fancy, for instance, a thousand fellows in one night, or more, paying common race. It is not wrong to execrate the memory of GREENACRE; half-a-guinea for the privilege of dancing under a glare of gas, in an there is one sufficient reason why it is not: there are, perhaps, a unwholesome atmosphere, tawdry disguises, and disgraceful company. million of reasons as strong, many of them stronger, for execrating the Fancy people, in greater numbers collectively, dancing about, in better memory of the EMPEROR NICHOLAS, and for doing all that poor pen company, for the greater part, perhaps, here and there, at this and that and ink can do to rouse the wrath of mankind against the fellow who has distinguished mansion, in the midst of hundreds, nay thousands of succeeded him, and whose avowed intention is to act out his father's pounds' worth of drapery, and crystalline or metallic trinkets. Fancy crime. De mortuis nil nisi bonum. Yes, indeed. Add no epitaph to people still more numerous, shooting their money in the form of liquid the roses on NERO's tomb; record nothing of JUDAS ISCARIOT except and solid superfluities; that is to say, rubbish; into their own stomachs: that he was an Apostle! Nay. Think of the torn-out eyes, the shatthe very worst imaginable places they could possibly choose for shoot- tered jaws, for which the world is indebted to your "august personing rubbish in. Fancy people more than sufficiently numerous, and ages. Bah! Pursue such curses of the earth as wild beasts while most highly select, so overburdened with money as to have, not only living: hang them up for scarecrows when dead.

one sixpence, but forty, fifty, or sixty thousand times that sum to hazard on the comparative speed of a quadruped. The existing state of society verifies all these fancies, and more, apparently as absurd, and presents so many instances of people who are so wealthy that they know not what to do with their money. Rather, however, than throw it away, they might at least do one thing, presently to be mentioned.

Consider what armies of unnecessarily embroidered, illuminated, variegated footmen are kept by the sumptuous and festive classes. If all these domestics were to be put into reasonable breeches, and otherwise attired at the same rate, how many poor unable-bodied persons might be maintained on the difference of expense?

By retrenchment in plush, merely, it is very probable that the number of necessitous and helpless people, whom it would be possible to support, would considerably exceed Twenty-Four.

the

Now that is the number of superannuated worthy persons, useful in their time, whom it is the present object of the PRINTERS' ALMSHOUSES FUND, to accommodate. Their design is near completion; houses have been built, in a pleasant and healthy place at Wood Green, Hornsey, and arrangements are making to elect inmates in May; but to complete these, by enclosing and laying out the ground, there is need of £250.

جود

THE HERO OF A HUNDRED FEASTS.

HE electors of Southwark are continuing to give dinners to SIR CHARLES NAPIER. This is all very well. They consider him an ill-used old boy (though a little unruly), and are resolved to make all amends to him. As Christmas approaches, we expect to have at least a hundred bullocks roasted in his honour throughout the borough of Southwark, with some fifty pair of blankets, duly embroidered by the wives and daughters of the constituency, duly presented to him. Every feast is only another bit of training of the old sailor, that he may go in, and do fight with SIR JAMES GRAHAM; at present, from The workmen in the printing business have contributed a considersheer apprehension, it is said, reduced able portion of the £4000 which has been laid out in getting thus far to a gruel diet at Netherby. We with their Almshouses, and surely they have a right to expect that the only hope that SIR CHARLES will not make too much preparation; patrons and friends of the Press will help them out with the remainder will not allow himself to be over-trained. Let SIR CHARLES bear in The friends of the Press are every constitutional person who can ditch, took so long a run, that when he arrived at the brink, he memory the story of a Dutchman, who, resolving to jump over a read; its patrons everybody who is able to patronise anything: and was fairly out of breath, and was thereupon compelled to sit himself though the Press occupies a proud position, it will be seen on refer- down, the jump unjumped! We therefore hope that, with all this ence to the PRINTERS ALMSHOUSE FUND Subscription List, that the Fund is not so proud but that it will be thankful to receive the smallest preparatory feasting and promising, SIR CHARLES will take good heed to husband his wind.

needful.

contribution.

THE AUTHORS OF WAR AND THEIR WORKS. THE crippled heroes at Chatham have received no small consolation for the loss of their limbs: that is, as much as the QUEEN herself could afford them. HER MAJESTY visited the sick and wounded in the military hospital of that place lately. Among the gallant sufferers, says the Times' reporter

"Another special object of Royal sympathy was ROBERT CLINTON, 88th Regiment, only nineteen years old, who lost both eyes in the attack on the Quarry Pits. After being engaged an hour, a ball entered one eye, passed under the bridge of the nose, and out at the other eye, entirely depriving him of sight."

Thus does War tear out human eyes-yet monsters, who involve mankind in this misery, die with their own eyeballs glaring whole in

their sockets!

Read on:

"The case of THOMAS DONOGHAN, 14th Regiment, twenty years old, was also pointed out. While sharp-shooting in the trenches he received a ball through the upper lip, which, after carrying away all the teeth on one side of the upper jaw, broke the lower one so completely as to be wedged into the fracture. It had to be pulled out by forceps."

Here is another small fraction of the vast sum of human agony and wretchedness meant by War. But brutes that are the wilful cause of such an atrocity expire with their fangs entire in their unbroken jaws. Bear with one more horror :

A LEARNED FLY.

We have read somewhere of a saint, who had trained a favourite fly with so much success, that the insect performed with perfect accuracy the functions of a book-marker. This sagacious creature, it is alleged, was in the habit of attending on its master during his studies, for the purpose of following him in their track, and pulling up at any point where the eye of the Priest left the page it had been resting on. We should have thought that there might have been danger of the insect's falling asleep on his post, in consequence of the dulness of the work, or being prevented from proceeding by the state of the roads, for those of learning are sometimes remarkably heavy.

ever become general; but if it should prevail to any extent, the folWe doubt whether the practice of using a fly as a book-marker will lowing Literary Police Regulations might be found convenient.

Every Fly to pull up with his head towards the next paragraph. No Fly will be permitted to leave the line until he is ready to proceed to another line, where he is to remain till ordered off in the regular manner.

Every Fly found blocking up any passage, will be liable to be removed immediately.

No Fly to stand across any column, or at the entrance of any Royal road to learning on any pretence whatever.

"Another most extraordinary case was that of WILLIAM CLARKE, of the 88th DEAR JULIUS.-You say your love will surmount all obstacles.

Meet me then, adored one, on Christmas Day, on the summit of Mont Blanc.

Regiment, who, while engaged in the trenches on the 9th of July, was wounded by a CELESTINA.

A CAUTION DURING THE APPROACHING FESTIVE SEASON for when conscience is once awakened, there is no knowing

TO YOUNG GENTLEMEN WHO WEAR SHARP-POINTED MOUSTACHES.

Pretty Cousin. "WHAT A TIRESOME GREAT AWKWARD BOY YOU ARE!—JUST
SEE HOW YOU HAVE SCRATCHED MY CHIN!"

[Young Gentleman apologises amply.

Ir would seem as if the stable was not the only Temple of Dishonesty. At one time, roguery and horses apparently ran together. No sooner did a man have anything to do with a horse, than from that moment he was either making for the Old Bailey, or else starting boldly on the Road to Ruin. But lately it would appear as if the four-footed monopoly of robbery had become forfeited in favour of railways. Is there anything immoral in the touch of iron? Is there a rust in the metal that a person's character acquires the moment he comes in contact with it? And yet we could enumerate the reputations of certain Railway Kings and other potentates, that have become exceedingly rusty from the habit of fingering too freely railway iron! We suppose the contamination only follows in the proper order of things, for as railways have superseded horses, it was but natural that the roguery of the one should in time supplant the roguery that formerly was so closely connected with the other. And as a steam-engine goes much faster than a racer, it was only to be expected that railways, in the race of dishonesty, would certainly run considerably a-head of horses. Iron has become lately such a suspicious article of commerce, that it ought decidedly to exclaim to any respectable man who is morally anxious to keep his fingers clean, "Noli me Tangere!"

AN INVOCATION FROM THE

ARMY.

To an Illustrious Field-Marshal.
By the service thou hast seen;
By each hour that thou hast been
Under fire in trench or field,
By that sword which thou dost wield
First in breach or upon wall;
By thy daring actions all;
By thy charges and attacks;
By thy halts and bivouacs;
By the nights which thou hast spent
In the cold and dreary tent;
By the hard and scanty fare
Thou hast often had to share;
By the country thou hast saved;
By the nations thou hast braved;
By the Minié bolts of lead,
Which have whistled past thy head;
By the countless cannon-shot,
Round, grape, canister, red-hot,

Near thee which have plough'd the ground;
By the bombs that have burst round;
By the rockets that have dropp'd
Right before thy feet-and popp'd;
By each sabre, bay'net, lance,

Which thy breastplate hath made glance;
By each gallant charger, slain
Under thee upon the plain;

By the mines which thou among,

Oft hast been when they were sprung';
By thine honourable scars;

By thy wounds in all thy wars;

By thy cut, and by thy thrust,
Which have caused to bite the dust
Many a hero, and to fall
Heads of legions-by them all;
By the hazards thou hast run;
By the battles thou hast won;
By great armies forced to flee;
By great cities ta'en by thee;
By all thy strategic feats,
Bold advances, wise retreats;
By thy sieges and campaigns;
By thy captured ordnance-trains,
By thy booty and thy spoil;
By thy length of warlike toil;
By thy boots, thy spurs, thy belt,
By the powder thou hast smelt,
By the hat, frock, all the clothes
Which to thee the soldier owes,-
Rest thee, ALBERT, rest thee now,
With thy laurels on thy brow;
Rest thee, warrior, let the fame
Thou hast earn'd, suffice thy name;
Rest, and, as a nian of peace,
Meddling with our Army cease;
Martial business leave alone,
Be content to mind thine own.

ALICE GRAY.

THIS interesting young lady is, every day, strengthening her claims upon the admiration and the sympathy of a most moral and most thinking British public. Scraps of her handwriting, we are told, are anxiously sought for: and locks of her hair will, no doubt, command eager buyers. A young gentleman, who has just entered upon a fortune of £15,000 per annum, is said only to await the liberation of the fair captive from gaol, to offer her his heart and hand and income. The young lady is, it is averred, duly aware of the happiness that awaits THE EMPEROR OF RUSSIA has presented to the Editor of the Northern Bee a snuff-box set her; but with a sense, we should rather say with in diamonds. We presume this compliment to the Bee is a recognition of the value which an under-current, of honour that has glided the EMPEROR sets on Buzz. We do not recollect having ever heard, until lately, of the through her life, she is first determined to Northern Bee; but we may be sure that if any Literary Bee is suffered to "live and breathe fulfil a theatrical engagement, into which, on and have its Bee-ing in Russia, the Bee in question must be a very humble one. It would her final commitment for trial, she entered with be certain death to the Bee if it dealt in any other than honeyed words, or dared to turn a London manager. MR. FITZBLUNDERBUSS at all waxy. is, at the present hour, engaged on the drama.

Russian Beeswing.

UNFORTUNATE MR. BARBER.

It has been said of actors, that "when they do agree, their unanimity is wonderful;" and it may be also said of the lawyers, that when they do make up their minds to a piece of purity, their puritanism is quite marvellous. The case of MR. W. H. BARBER is a case in point; for though pardoned by the Crown for an offence he is believed to have never committed, be was for many years refused pardon by all the law courts, for the sin of having been suspected of that of which the Royal pardon virtually pronounced him innocent.

Taming of the Shrew, Act iv. Scene 3.

We have the fullest sympathy for every effort that can be made to A TRAP was set for the Swedish Nightingale; a twig was limed; a purge the legal profession of its corruptions, but we cannot approve the pinch of salt was held between thumb and finger for sure yet tender persevering refusal to re-admit MR. BARBER into its ranks, so long as caption of the bird; that, being caught, was to be coaxed to sing for a those ranks are infested by some of the most obnoxious miscreants that certain purpose, the coaxers getting much praise of worldly worth ever contributed to render an occupation odious. Poor MR. BARBER or not, as it may be, for skill of bird-catching. The Nightingale was seems to have been made the scape-goat for all the villainy which the to sing for a Nightingale! that was the appointed, settled lesson for profession of the law is said to contain; and while no steps are taken to the melodious bird. Somehow it happened that our Nightingale remove from the roll those who are notorious for their mal-practices, an would not thus be beguiled or constrained. So she first perched at obstinate determination was evinced to keep off the roll a man against Exeter Hall; and there divinely sang, singing as near" at Heaven's whom charges had been made, which the Government had negatived by gate" as may be permitted to mortal utterance. Well, this being restoring him to freedom. His case, however, furnished a very done, who doubts that the Nightingale of Sweden will, in due time, convenient text upon which purity might be preached, and his sing in affection and reverence of sister NIGHTINGALE of England: wounds were kept open as a sort of issue, instead of dealing directly melody of sound doing homage to melody of soul? Are we to forget with the numerous sore places and corruptions which the professional a certain Nightingale wing somewhere in the region of Brompton, body is burdened with. The Court of Queen's Bench has at length done a sort of tardy justice, which from the lateness of its arrival is worthy of the Court of Chancery in its old days of slothfulness. The Judges "could no longer withhold the permission for his taking his former position as a certificated attorney of that Court," and after several years of prohibition from his professional pursuits, he is allowed to resume his practice, if he can obtain any, in a ground now occupied more thickly than ever by active competitors. Of course compensation is out of the question: and MR. BARBER having already A JOKE OFF HAND.-Why do the police damage a watch if they been once transported for life and freely pardoned, after undergoing a find it in the hands of a thief? Because they always stop it.

under whose cover the hectic tint of consumption may be deepened into the ruddiness of assured health? Are we to forget the thousand and thousand Nightingale notes, scattered in Sweden, in England, in the United States, in Germany, to cheer and solace the sick, the weak, and world-weary? Therefore, we know that at her own good time, and of her own free emotion, the Nightingale will warble for the Nightingale.

Printed by William Bradbury, of No. 13, Upper Woburn Place, and Frederick Mullett Evans, of No. 19, Queen's Road West, Regent's Park, both in the Parish of St. Pancras, in the County of Middlesex, Printers, at their Office in Lombard Street, in the Precinet of Whitefriars, in the City of London, and Published by them at No. 86, Fleet Street, in the Parish of St. Bride, in the City of London.-SATURDAY, December 22, 1855,

sincerely congratulate her upon the good condition in which she find
herself.

LA ADY'S HORSE WANTED.-Any one having a well-trained LADY'S
HORSE or MARE, not less than six years old, and up to 12 stone weight, may
- Great Yarmouth.
hear of a Customer by writing to

Twelve stone, for a lady, is not bad, and imports that our fair friend has lived upon something besides her native herrings.

Finally, comes an announcement in the Times, which for general muddle beats anything we have seen-even a leader in the Advertiser.

IN H BUILDINGS, MR. A GENTLEMAN wishes to RECOMMEND a highly respectable

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