the date of June 15th and thereabout
had evidently conversed with the writer and borrowed some of his ideas
before he gave them to the public. The Foreign News by the Europa at
Halifax, 15th, was spread out in the amplest dimensions the type of the
office could supply. More battles! The Allies victorious! The King and
General Cialdini beat the Austrians at Palestro! 400 Austrians drowned
in a canal! Anti-French feeling in Germany! Allgermine Zeiturg talks of
conquest of Allsatia and Loraine and the occupation of Paris! [Vicious
digs with a pencil through the above proper names.] Race for the Derby
won by Sir Joseph Hawley's Musjid! [That's what England cares for!
Hooray for the Darby! Italy be deedeed!] Visit of Prince Alfred to
the Holy Land. Letter from our own Correspondent. [Oh! Oh! A West
Minkville?] Cotton advanced. Breadstuffs declining.--Deacon Rumrill's
barn burned down on Saturday night. A pig missing; supposed to have
"fallen a prey to the devouring element." [Got roasted.] A yellow
mineral had been discovered on the Doolittle farm, which, by the report
of those who had seen it, bore a strong resemblance to California gold
ore. Much excitement in the neighborhood in consequence [Idiots! Iron
pyrites!] A hen at Four Corners had just laid an egg measuring 7 by 8
inches. Fetch on your biddies! [Editorial wit!] A man had shot an eagle
measuring six feet and a half from tip to tip of his wings.--Crops
suffering for want of rain [Always just so. "Dry times, Father Noah!"]
The editors had received a liberal portion of cake from the happy couple
whose matrimonial union was recorded in the column dedicated to Hymen.
Also a superior article of [article of! bah!] steel pen from the
enterprising merchant [shopkeeper] whose advertisement was to be found
on the third page of this paper.--An interesting Surprise Party [cheap
theatricals] had transpired [bah!] on Thursday evening last at the house
of the Rev. Mr. Stoker. The parishioners had donated [donated! GIVE is
a good word enough for the Lord's Prayer. DONATE our daily bread!] a
bag of meal, a bushel of beans, a keg of pickles, and a quintal of
salt-fish. The worthy pastor was much affected, etc., etc. [Of course.
Call'em. SENSATION parties and done with it!] The Rev. Dr. Pemberton and
the venerable Dr. Hurlbut honored the occasion with their presence.--We
learn that the Rev. Ambrose Eveleth, rector of St. Bartholomew's Chapel,
has returned from his journey, and will of