Theodor was on his knee to Lovely Judith with the fair hair; Lottchen runs, but, out of breath soon, And made to sit down beside him, Magdalena artless maiden! Fears that Hilpert may his neck break Hilpert on the helping hand a Bright gold ring puts could you blame him? didn't she do right? Magdalena Let the ring bide where he put it. "Stay! for God's sake stay," cried Ellen, "Till I go and fetch a ladder” But, before the word was finished, Max stood hand in hand with Ellen. Robert still was in the tree, and So they gathered up shed acorns, Out of their feigned sleep and came down, And surrendered on so fair terms Half so happy was as Minna. Once upon a time in Cracow, I've heard say and do believe it, In a honeysuckle arbour, With their sweethearts sat nine maidens; Merrier never met nine maidens, Than the nine met, that same evening, In the honeysuckle arbour, Every one linked with her good man; And the talk was all of roses, Wedding feasts, and rings and posies, And where best they would live, and thrive most; And the traveller 's, to this day, shown, And hears tell of the nine maidens. Begun walking from KÖNIGSWART to EINSIEDL, Aug. 14; finished at NEUSTADL near PLASS, BOHEMIA, Aug. 16, 1860. ADVICE. "USELESS is wise advice and thrown away ONCE on a time it happened, it's full many a year ago, I met a carle with shoulders stooped and beard as white as snow, And all within myself I said, as I passed proudly by, "That's a good-for-nothing old man, and a stout, brave youth am I." That old man 's dead and buried, it 's full many a year ago, And mine are now the shoulders stooped and beard as white as snow, And in their hearts the young men say, as they pass me proudly by, "That's a good-for-nothing old man, it 's high time he ZWIESEL, BAVARIA, Aug. 21, 1860. should die." "An oaken, broken elbow-chair, A caudle cup without an ear." SWIFT. FOLLOWING the example of Saint Patrick's dean Not always, I must own, a good example, I note here, in an inventory, down In Johann Stadler's inn in Lamprechtshausen, And yoking wardrobes, beds, and chairs and tables Two beds, imprimis, lengthwise by the wall, Exuberant to overhang their rims. And fearless swing, as from its native rock, Not Hermes statuettes our pillows guard It 's many a day since Thoth reigned, and men trusted Their sleeping persons to the God of thieves But over each bed hangs upon the wall A cup of holy water, to keep off Ghosts and malignant demons, and at hand To help, if help be needed, an embossed Madonna likeness on white satin paper, Glazed and in walnut framed; not even Saint Columb's Brilliant illumination sets more true Well if so true the fair original forth, Or more the heart of the beholder wins Keep far, far off from Lamprechtshausen inn, |