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giftaut tht World. I A very curious story was told in connection with a èuge of theft at Birkenhead last week. A woman named Mrs Boyd stated that on the 30th May, 1866, she was married to a sailor named James Boyd, who went to sea en a three years' voyage in May, 1867. Her husband, after going to sea, did not write to her, and she had heard nothing about him for a long time. In. July- last the prisoner (who had sailed in the same vessel with her husband) called upon her and claimed her as his wife. She, however, did not at first recognise him as the man who had promised at the altar to love and cherish her, aad she ex- claimed to him, Dear me, James! how altered you -are! The prisoner replied that his appearance had been altered in consequence of having had an attack of yellow fever while abroad. He then asked her a number of questions about her furniture and her friends, and spoke of various 4ther matters which she thought were unknown to any •ther person but her hueband, and eventually she came to the conclusion that he was her veritable "lorfi and master." Before finally deciding, however, she loeked at -her husband's photograph, and, as it bore a great resemblance to the prisoner, all her deubts on the subject were removed. They then lived together as man and wife, the prisoner being employed sailing to and from Scotland. On Saturday last the prisoner brought to witness's house a zold watch, which he said had been given him by his father. She had her suspicions aroused, and sent for a police-officer, who took the prisoner into custody. Mrs Boyd then discovered that she had beeR grossly impesed upon, and that she had been living with a man who was sot her husband. Prince Alfred received a very flowery address from the 'Chinese inhabitants of Hong Kong. It cetamenced thus— To his Royal Highness Prince Alfred, Duke of Edinburgh, Knight of the Moat SToble Order of the Garter, &c., &c. &C-- Prince of the Royal House of England, illustrious descendant of an illustrious race. Fair as the plumes of the phtenix, that sits in the crimson nest; graceful as the unicorn, auspiciously nur- tured on the sombre hills whose comely form and matchless mien raise you above the common herd. Gifted with charms of youth, which are like the fresh spring; the time was when, be- decked with jewels, with hasty step you entered the Royal pre- sence; with your sword, too girt, you respectfully present your morning salutation. Though the days were bright, and leisure at your command, yet for you there was no relaxation. Esteem- ing each moment of time as more preeictus than gems, you dili- gently devoted yourself to study. With books you are well acquainted, in all literature have you beeome deeply versed. In military affairs are you well skilled.; these are yoor delight. Perfect in letters and the art of war. Beiag at all times diligent as the ant, no study escaped your grasp. And you aimed at a knowledge of philosophy, labouring with assiduitv and under- standing. Into science you extended your inquiries, working with energy and attention. Gifted with all accomplishments, your minu full stored with learning, you still panted for more. WIshing to enlarge your mind, a new thought came to yoo-you chose to traverse the seas, and great was the delight ex- perienced. And further on the Prince'# praises are sung in this tltyle- You have come, but there is no haughty bearing. AH are treated with the greatest condescension. Such kindness and such condescension cause all to regard you with the jarofoundest respect. All clap their hands with delight at the sight of your noble conntenanea. In you honour are the banquets sprea(L Everywhere may be heard the sounds of music welcoming your royal retinue. Day and night the music and the feast continue. For what j, thus worthless YJa have rewarded us right royally. Throughout the whole city are the sounds of praise and prayers on your behalf. In the markets and in the streets are sung bal- lads and songs. By these expressions of joyous song may you learn that there is no limit to our aifeetion for you. Yet, with all this exuberance of feeling, your great fame ean with difficulty he proclaimed. A marvelous rescue from a terrible death is reported from Yorkshire. On Sunday a Newton Dale shepherd was struck with the behaviour of hig dog, which evidently wanted to attract his attention to something in the neigh- bourhood of a cliff known as "Eagle Eye." Following the animal across the moor, he found at the foot of the cliff a man lying in a state of great exhaustion. On being taken to the nearest cottage, the stranger turned out to be a Welsh miner, who four days previously bad set out for Pickering, and in trying to scale the cliff, he lost his foothold and fell a considerable distance to the ground. This happened on Wednesday, and the poor fellow lay in an unconscious state until Saturday, when he remem- "bers the shepherd's du licking his haurls and face. He was well taken care of after his miraculous rescue, and was able, on Monday, to be sent to his home, at Bristol. The following appear in a recent list of contributions to a religious society :— Mr W. H., in remembrance of two beloved wives in £ s. d. heaven, and in mem try of having heard the Rev. J. Wesley preach in VVallingford ° 1 5 0 One who saw and was glad 1 1 0 Another who saw and was glad 1 1 0 Mr Henry K.,for a Manx wife and nine children, whom the Lord has graciously given to His servant 20 0 0 A debtor to grace 1 1 0 Mr John W., as an expression of gratitude to God for bringing me to Himself, by the instrumentality of Methodism for an excellent wife in heaven and on earth 21 0 0 Ditto, a thank offering to my heavenly father, who has been and still is all He promised to be—"a father to the fatherless, a husband to the widow, and a judge of the widow, in His holy habitation for five pre- cious children yet lent unto me to cheer and gladden my widowed heart, Z5 for each 25 0 0 For Anna, my precious partner for thirty-one years, now beholding the King in His glory 5 0 0 In memory of my sainted daughter Jane, and of Eliza Amna, the holy CanaAlita 3 0 0 There are two versions of the tragedy in which Prince Pierre Bonaparte was the chief actor, and for which he has surrendered himself to the police. The Prince says- They came into the room with a threatening air. They both had their hands in their pockets. After having read M. Grousset's letter, I said, With M. Rochefort, willingly; bnt with one of his valets, never." Read the letter," said the bigger of the two (Victor Noir), in a tone I replied, "I have'read it all. Are you bound by it?" I had my right hand in my trousers pocket, with the finger on my small five-barreled revolver. My left arm was half risen in an attitude of defence when the big one struck me a heavy blow in the face. There- upon the little one (M. Ulric de Fonvielle) drew from his pocket a six-barreled pistol. I bounded back and fired on the one who had struck me. The other crouched down behind an arm chair and tried to fire, but he could- not cock his pistoL I ap- proached towards him and fired, but I don't think he was touched. He then escaped and got to the door. I might have fired again, but as he had not struck me I let him go, although he still held his pistol in his hand. The door still remained open. He stopped in the adjoining chamber, turned round, and presented his pistol at me. I then fired again, and he disap- peared. M. de Fonvielle's version of the affair is as follows:— On Monday, January 10th, Victor Noir and myself went to the house of Prince Pierre Bonaparte, on behalf of M. Paschal Gronsset, to demand from the Prince satisfaction for certain injurious articles published in the Avenir de la Corse. We were shown into the drawing-room. A door opened, and his Imperial Highness entered. We advanced towards him, and the following words were exchanged between us:—"Sir we come to deliver you a letter from M. Paschal Grousset." "You do not come then from M. Rochefort, and you are not one of his valets (manoeuvres)?" "Sir, we came about another matter and 1 beg you to read this letter." I handed the letter to him. and he went near a window to read it. He did read it and after having crushed it up in his hands, he returned to us! I provoked M. Rochefort," said he, because he is the stand- ard-Dearer of crapulence. As to M. Grousset, I have no answer for him. Are you conjointly responsible for the carrionmonger 2" "Sir," I replied, "we come to you honourably and courteously to fulfil a mission entrusted to us by our friend," Do you share the opinions of these wretches ?" We share those of our friends." Then suddenly advancing a step, and without any provocation on our side, Prince Bonaparte gave, with his left band, a blow to Victor Noir, and at the same time drew a ten- shot revolver, which he had kept concealed and ready cocked in his pocket, and fired it point-blank at Noir. The latter sprang oil receiving the wound, applied both his hands to his breast! and tottered through the door by which we came in. The cowardly murderer then rushed towards me and fired a shot directly at me. I then seized the pistol I had in my pocket and whilst I was striving to get it out of its case, the wretch tkrew himself upon me, but finding I was armed, he drew back, placed himself before the door, ana took aim at me. Then it was, com- prehending the ambuscade into which we had fallen, and reflect- ing that if 1 fired, persons would not fail to say that we had been the aggressors, I opened a door behind me, and rushed out crying Murder At the moment of my egress a second shoi was fired, and the ball again passed through my coat tail. In the street I found Noir, who had just strength enough to descend the stairease, and was expiring. M. Rochefort comments very freely upon the affair in the Marseillaise. He says of the Bonapartes—" It is now eighteen years that France has been in the blood-stained hands of those cut-throats, who, not satisfied with mowing down the Republicans with grape in the street, entice them into filthy snares to kill them within four walls. People of France, do you really think you have not had enough of them ?" The journal was seized for containing matter inciting the people to revolt. There are now wanted," at Preston, two 'cute fellows I who, during the horse fair, on Friday last, performed one of the cleverest horse tricks" that has ever been perpe- trated, A firmer from Fenwortham visited the town for the purpose of buying a good horse, and while sitting in a public house in Fishgate got into conversation with a respectable-looking man, who offered to sell him a magni- ficent animal for £ 40. After a good deal of higgling a bargain was struck, the money was paid, and some time afterwards the fanner, who had imbibed sundry "refresh- ers" in the meantime, started for home. But the horse soon stopped and refused to move, and at last lay down on the ground apparently in great agony. Another horsey- looking individual then made his appearance, assured the farmer that he had been done," and said that though the creature wasn't worth more than 210, he would give him 215 for it. After some demur the rustic made up his mind that perhaps the first loss would be the least, and accepted the offer, and the money was paid in sovereigns. On his way home the farmer called at a public for another glass, for which he tendered one of the sovereigns, which the landlord bit and rung on the table, and then declared the coin a bad 'un." On examination the remainder of the fifteen were found to be of the same quality. Mr G. F. Train has appeared as a preacher at New York. The tact was advertised in the following manner —" To-night Rev. George Francis Train preaches on 'Old Fogies of the Bible compared to the beautiful character of the Saviour.' The same discourse suppressed last Sundav evening by the bigoted Puritanical Cooper Institute Trustees. One man against 30,000 preachers." At the appointed hour Mr Train, resplendent in brass buttons and white kid gloves," presented himself before a crowded audience and delivered a discourse thus described by the New York Tiines:- He opened the vials of his wrath upon the American people, and conveyed to them the agreeable information that they were a set of toadies, flunkeys, and cowards." Several institutions of modern society which have at least the respectability of age and good standing in the community were soundly abused, and among them the Church, the medical faculty, and the press. He also took upon himself to set history right in several im- portant particulars, and informed his audience that a certain cargo of choice teas was dumped into Boston harbour some years ago by the Fenians. He detailed the experiences of par- ticularly extensive travels over all the continents of the earth and interlarded his discourse with numerous snatches of epigram," composed on the top of the Rocky Mountains and in various other out-of-the-way places. The result of all his various observations appeared to be that all the world was sunk in degradation and ignorance, and only one man can save it, and he was George Francis Train, the only man in the country who is not owned." The subject on which he was specially announced to speak, The Old Fogies of the Bible," was the only topic not touched upon. He premises to favour the country with suc- cessive repetitions of his moral and entertaining exhibition until he is prevented -by the arduous duties of President of the United States, which he expects a grateful people to thrust upon him in 1872, if not sooner. Grant is to be impeached for his particu- lar benefit. Mr Ruskinhas written the following letter to the Daily Tek iraph, on Field Sports As, thirty years ago, I publicly expressed a strong opinion on the subject offieldsports, and as, with more accurate knowledge, I hold the same opinion still, and more strongly, will you permit me to place the controversy between your correspondents, in which I have no time to take part, on somewhat clearer grounds. Reprobation of fox-hunting on the groand of cruelty to the fox is entirely futile. More pain is caused to the draught-horses of London in an hoar, by avariciouslyovedoading them, -all the foxes in England by the hunts of the year and the rending of body and heart in human death, caused by neglect, in our country cottages, in any one winter, could not be equalled >y the death-pangs of any quantity of foxes. The real evils of fGX- huntmg are that it wastes the time, misapplies the energy, ex- hausts the wealth, narrows the capacity, debases the taste, and abates the honour of the upper classes of the country and in- stead of keeping, as one of your correspondents supposes, thousands from the workhouse," it sends thousands of the lu poor both thereand into the grave. The athletic training given by fox-hunting is excellent; and such training is vitally neces- sary to the upper classes. But it ought always to be in real ser- vice fo their country; in personal agricultural labour at the head of their tenantry; and in extending English life and dominion in waste regions, against the adverse powers of nature. Let them become Captains of Emigration; hunt down the foxes that spoil: the Vineyard of the World; and keep their eyes on the leading lioBnd, in Packs of Men.


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