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A WELCOME TO CAPTAIN surgery. This uncultured woman, born with WILKES.

an instinctive knowledge of anatomy, lives

in a handsome villa about twelve miles disWELCOME to Wilkes! who did n't wait tant. She is sought by people from all parts

To study up Vattel and Wheaton, of the world, and, though she sometimes atBut bagged his game, and left the act tempts to straighten limbs that have been For dull diplomacy to treat on.

distorted from birth and to correct the blun

ders of unskilful professionals, her specialty Honor for one who dared assume

is the setting of hip dislocations, and I beUpon a critical emergence

lieve in this line she is without a living rival. Responsibility, — and seize

I had been recommended to visit Regina, as A precious pair of rank insurgents. she is familiarly called in this neighborhood,

to see if she might not be able to regulate Rather than let them slip, 't were well an arm that has troubled me somewhat

That precedent should bear transgression, since an accident I met with a year ago near And as for points of law, — why, Wilkes Rome. The marvellous stories I had heard Made sure of nine – in flat possession. of her skill, the flattering tributes paid to

her character by people of all professions, Who talks for exploit such as this

nationalities, and creeds, encouraged me to Of government's assured displeasure ? believe that my salvation rested in her A country's gratitude instead

hands, and I sought her this morning with Outspeaks in large, unstinted measure. my heart in my throat and my arm in a

state of suspense. I went on alone to the Cashiered! that banking term suggests

villa of Regina, with its broad, cream-colA higher grade that may o'ertake him; ored walls shining brightly on the hillside. Another such Jacksonian deed,

A maid held the door open as I approached And, faith, a President 't will make him. the villa, and I was at once ushered into a

small drawing-room tastefully furnished. A So welcome, Commodore, your freight portrait of Pope Pius IX. hangs conspicuOf haughty, wily, wicked traitors

ously on one wall; a life-size photograph of Consigned to Dimmick’s plain hotel, Regina is on the opposite side of the room ; Where Uncle Sam in quiet caters ; a smaller photograph of the famous lady

stood on the étagère in an elaborate frame, A warm Thanksgiving greeting waits

while a third was set in the cover of a large For you, brave fellows of the navy; volume which ornamented the centre-table. So come and share our bounteous spread, This book, presented by the city of Trieste Our pudding sauce and turkey gravy. to Regina when she removed to her present

villa, contains four thousand autographs of the best-known citizens of that place. There

was also a large album, containing the photoTHE FAMOUS BONE-SETTER. graphs of many who have been successfully

treated for deformities of various kinds by Writing from Conegliano, Italy, Charles that lady whom I had come to see. While Warren Stoddard says : "I have met one of I was looking at this album she entered, the most celebrated women of Italy, Regina a very plain woman of forty or more; short, del Cin, whose marvellous successes in the stout, untidily dressed. The lower hooks setting of dislocations of long standing have of her waist were bursted, and there was made her famous even beyond the sea. You nothing attractive in her personal appearcan read of her in the standard works on

Two of her front teeth were gone,

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her hair was rolled into a small wad at the der that she has never attempted to write top of her head, long gold eardrops dangled anything else. When it was time for me to upon her shoulders, and about her neck she leave her I hated to go; her atmosphere is wore a massive gold chain. We proceeded wholesome and strengthening; her home at once to business. She stripped my arm beautiful and full of peace.” to the shoulder, touched it lightly here and The narrative in the “Daily Advertiser” there with a touch that was exceedingly concerning Regina del Cin recalls the case agreeable. Her examination of my case was of Rev. Dr. Temple, of Troy, N. Y., who is so slight, the questions she asked so few, undoubtedly the New York gentleman thereyet her comprehension of my condition so in referred to. His hip was dislocated by complete, that I strongly suspected the lady an accident in which he was thrown from a of being a clairvoyant. She lays no claim carriage. He endured excruciating agony to any such gift; was born with the genius for years, during which the best surgeons for bone-setting, which she is continually of this country and of Europe found themexercising, uses the simplest possible reme- selves unable to restore the displaced bone dies, and in all cases performs her opera- to its socket. The London surgeons sent tions without giving any pain whatever. I him to Paris, and the Paris surgeons dehad proof enough of her marvellous skill. clared that he could not be cured; or, if at In the hall I saw a heap of crutches, braces, all, only by a quack, — plainly meaning he and straps, iron stilts, and other horrible could not be cured. Dr. Temple chanced aids such as cripples are forced to seek to hear of this woman, and, despairing of These were left at the villa by sufferers who aid from the regular faculty, went to see her. had found complete relief under her roof, His account of his experience is most interand

many of them bore touching inscriptions esting. The woman made but little examiin token of gratitude and affection and as nation, and seemed to have an intuitive voluntary testimonials to her skill. The knowledge of what must be done. She diplace looked like the shrine of some saint rected him to apply a poultice over the with its multitude of votive offerings. There affected part for a few days, for the purpose was one steel shoe with a sole at least a foot of softening the bone. She then, in the tenin thickness. Knowing me to be an Ameri- derest and easiest manner possible, put the can, she called my attention to the inscrip- bone back in its place; the cure was effected tion on it. I found that a gentleman of New and the pain instantly ceased. York city had left it, certifying that he had Dr. Temple preached in this city and been “cured of a dislocation of the hip of vicinity several times last year. He is a man seventeen years' standing, instantly and with of high culture, and of most estimable and out pain.” It is her custom to ask no fee lovely character. He had just returned from for her services. You pay according to your Europe and was entirely well. There was means. Those who desire it, and for whom no soreness or lameness left, and but a little it is necessary, lodge in the house and re- inequality in his step owing to the long conceive her constant attention. She says at straint put upon the muscles of his limbs. once whether she will or not attempt a cure. He states that a son of the woman, who was The good woman, after much persuasion, a priest, had the same power the mother consented to give me her autograph. My has; but unfortunately he died a few years conscience smote me for urging her, when ago. For many years the woman was much I saw the great beads of sweat starting out troubled by vexatious opposition from the on her forehead as she bowed over my regular faculty. She now, however, has a pocket album and wrestled with her pen. license from the Italian government direct, Her signature is as unhandsome as possible, having been successful in treating a memand under the circumstances I don't won- | ber of the royal family.

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Or is the Christian's Fatherland
Where, with crowned head and croziered

hand,
The Ghost of Empire proudly flits,
And on the grave of Cæsar sits ?
Oh, by those world-embracing walls,
Oh, in those vast and pictured halls,
Oh, underneath that soaring dome,
Shall this not be the Christian's home ?

Where is the Christian's Fatherland ?
He still looks on from land to land.
Is it where German conscience woke
When Luther's lips of thunder spoke ?
Or where, by Zurich's shore, was heard
The calm Helvetian's earnest word ?
Or where, beside the rushing Rhone,
Stern Calvin reared his unseen throne ?
Or where, from Sweden's snows came forth
The stainless hero of the North ?

Of the Prince of Wales and Dr. Lyon Playfair it is told that they were once standing near a caldron containing lead, which was boiling at white heat.

“ Has your Royal Highness any faith in science ?" said the doctor. "Certainly," replied the prince. “Will you then place your hand in the boiling metal and ladle out a portion of it?” “Do you tell me to do this?” asked the prince. “I do,” replied the doctor. The prince then ladled out some of the boiling lead with his hand, without sustaining any injury. It is a well-known scientific fact that the human hand may be placed uninjured in lead boiling at white heat, being protected from any harm by the moisture of the skin. Should the lead be at a perceptibly lower temperature, the effect need not be described. After this let no one underrate the courage of the Prince of Wales.

Or is there yet a closer band, —
Our own, our native Fatherland ?
Where Law and Freedom, side by side,
In Heaven's behalf have gladly vied ?

DON'T KISS THE BABY. form that they mistake it for a simple cold;

and as a cold is not contagious they think [From the Scientific American.]

nothing of exposing others to their breath

or to the greater dangers of labial contact. The promiscuous kissing of children is a Taking into consideration the well-estabpestilent practice. We use the word advis- lished fact that diphtheria is usually, if not edly, and it is mild for the occasion. Mur- always, communicated by the direct transderous would be the proper word, did the planting of the malignant vegetation which kissers know the mischief they do. Yes, causes the disease, the fact that there can madam, murderous; and we are speaking be no more certain means of bringing the to you. Do you remember calling on your contagion to its favorite soil than the act of dear friend Mrs. Brown, the other day, with a kissing children, and the further fact that strip of flannel round your neck ? And when the custom of kissing children on all occalittle Flora came dancing into the room, did sions is all but universal, it is not surprising you not pounce upon her demonstratively, that, when the disease is once imported into call her a precious little pet, and kiss her ? a community, it is very likely to become Then you serenely proceeded to describe the epidemic. dreadful sore throat that kept you from the It would be absurd to charge the spread prayer-meeting the night before. You had of diphtheria entirely to the practice of childno designs on the dear child's life, we know; kissing. There are other modes of propanevertheless you killed her! Killed her as gation, though it is hard to conceive of any surely as if you had fed her with strychnine more directly suited to the spread of the inor arsenic. Your caresses were fatal. fection or more general in its operation. It

Two or three days after, the little pet began stands to diphtheria in about the same relato complain of sore throat too. The symp- tion that promiscuous hand-shaking fortoms began to grow rapidly alarming; and merly did to the itch. when the doctor came the simple word “diph- It were better to avoid the practice. The theria" sufficed to explain them all. To-day children will not suffer if they go unkissed ; a little mound in Greenwood is the sole and their friends ought for their sake to monument of your visit.

forego the luxury for a season.

A single Of course, the mother does not suspect, kiss has been known to infect a family; and and would not dare to suspect, you of any the most careful may be in condition to cominstrumentality in her bereavement. She municate the disease without knowing it. charges it to a mysterious Providence. The Beware, then, of playing Judas, and let the doctor says nothing to disturb the delusion; babies alone. that would be impolite, if not cruel ; but to an outsider he is free to say the child's death was due directly to your infernal stupidity. These are precisely his words; more forcible MR. Alcott, who is a hard rider of the than elegant, it is true ; but who shall say, vegetarian hobby, once said to Dr. Walker, under the circumstances, that they are not of Harvard College:justifiable ? Remember,

“I think that when a man lives on beef

he becomes something like an ox; if he eats “ Evil is wrought by want of thought

mutton he begins to look sheepish, and if he As well as by want of heart.”

eats pork, may he not grow swinish ? " It would be hard to tell how much of the “ That may be,” said Dr. Walker; “but prevalent sickness and mortality from diph- when a man lives on nothing but vegetheria is due to such want of thought. As a tables, I think he is apt to be pretty small rule, adults have the disease in so mild a potatoes.”

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AN ENGLISH RIDDLE.

[From the Transcript.]

MR. EDITOR, - I send you an English riddle which has attained some notoriety, and, I think, a prize. Be lieving no one in Boston knows the answer to it, I ask you to enlist the ingenuity of your young readers for its solution, which in due time I will communicate.

BOSTON. COME and commiserate One who was blind, Helpless and desolate, Void of a mind. Though unbelieving, Free from all sin. By mortals adored, Still I ignored The world I was in. King Ptolemy, Cæsar's, And Tiglath Pileser's Birthdays were shown ; Wise men, astrologers, All are acknowledgers Mine is unknown. I ne'er had a father, Or mother; or, rather, If I had either, of them was neither Alive at my birth. Lodged in a palace, Hunted by malice, I did not inherit By lineage or merit – A spot on the earth. Nursed among Pagans, No one baptized me ; A sponsor I had who will ne'er catechise me.

I saved, I destroyed,
Yet I never enjoyed :
Kept a crown for a prince,
But had none of my own;
Filled the place of a king,
But ne'er sat on a throne;
Reserved a warrior,
Baffled a plot,
Was what I seemed not,
Seemed what I was not ;
Destined to slaughter,
A price on my head,
A king's lovely daughter
Watched by my bed ;
Though gently she dressed me,
Fainting with fear,
She never caressed me,
Nor wiped off a tear ;
Never moistened my lips,
Though parching and dry;
Cared not I should live,
Feared not I should die.
’T was royalty nursed me,
Wretched and poor ;
’T was royalty cursed me
In secret, I 'm sure.
I live not, I die not,
But tell you I must,
That ages have passed
Since I first turned to dust.
This parody : whence this

Squalor?
This splendor ?
Say, was I a thing, or a silly

Pretender ?
Fathom the mystery deep
In my history.
Was I man ?
An angel imperial ?
A demon infernal ?
Tell it who can !

She gave me a name to her
Heart that was dearest;
She gave me the place to her
Bosom was nearest;
But one look of kindness
She cast on me never ;
Not a word on my blindness
I heard from her ever.
Compassed by dangers,
By foemen and strangers,
Nothing could harm me,
Naught could alarm me.

ANSWER TO THE ABOVE Riddle. — And Michal took an image, and laid it in the bed, and put a pillow of goats' hair for his bolster, and covered it with a cloth. I Samuel,

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