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Economical mode of cutting Cauliflower. -INSTEAD of cutting off the whole head of a Cauliflower,

leave a part on, of the size of a gooseberry, and all the leaves; second, and even third heads will be formed, and thus they may be eaten for two or three months; when, at present, by cutting the head completely off, the bed of caulis flowers are gone in two or three weeks.

To cure tainted Fish. Tainted fish may be much restored to its proper flavour by mixing a quantity of vinegar and salt in the water in which the fish is to be boiled.

To keep Moths, Beetles, fc. from Clothes. Put a piece of camphor in a linen bag, or some aromatic herbs, in the drawers, among linen or woollen clothes, and neither moth or worm will come near them.




SUPPOSE you were roused from your sleep with the cry of FIRE !” and were informed that the house in which you had been sleeping was in flames: how would you act? You might reply, “I would leap out of the window, as fast as possible, to save my life.” Be not too quick, however, in your decision, lest you “make more hast than good speed," and break your neck in the attempt. Having slipped on any part of your clothes which lay at hand, and which would not detain you long, you mighi peep out at the window to see or inquire in what direction the flames were acting ; you would then judge whether there were any chance of going down as you went up, namely by the stairs. If you found it impossible to decend by the stairs, it is possible that by walking upon the leads of the house, or creeping upon the roof, you might reach an adjoining house or other building, and thus be removed from danger, till some means were offered for you to reach the ground. Should all these trials fail, or should it so happen that you have no opportunity of make ing them, you must, after all, make your exit at the window. But when you have arrived at the spot, do not act without thinking, whatever speed it may be requisite for you to employ. Possibly some kind friend or neighbour may have planted a ladder against your window, to aid your escape, and it would be a great pity to lose the advantage of this for want of a single look. Should this not be the case, you niust consider about letting yourself down. If there be more than one window in the room, or within reach, it will be worth while to enquire which is best adapted for the purpose. Bee low one may be iron rails or hard stones, and under the other a garden, or soft grass: it will take but a moment to decide in this case. Having chosen the window throw out your bed if you can conveniently, so as to alight in a place proper to receive you; and then, if you have not a rope-ladder, or a fire-escape, proceed to let yourself down by means of the sheets tied together, and securtly fastened to the bed-post, or any thing Ise which will prevent them from slipping. In fastening the sheets together, and in securing them at top, some attention should be paill to the kind of knot which is used; otherwise they might slip from each other, and bruises or broken limbs, or death might be the consequence. I would, therefore, advise that belore the parts are brought togetier to be fastened, a single, but hard knot, be tied at the extrem.



ity of each corner by way of safety, and which may hence be called the safety knot; if then the sheets be tied together by almost any knot, in such a manner that the safety knots may act as checks, it will be almost impossible for them to see parate from each other.

In favour of letting one's self down by sheets, I will relate one remarkable escape which has lately taken place, though not from fire, yet from something as dreadful. JOHN TURNER, who lodged in the house of Mr. WilliaMSON, New Gravel Lane, (London,) hearing the cry of “Murder!” arose from his bed, went down stairs, and saw a villain rifling the poca kets of Mrs. Williamson. He immediately ran up stairs, took the sheets from the bed, fastened them together, lashed them to the bed-post, and thus descended from the window, hanging by the sheets till the watchman came up, who received him in his arms....... See Accidents of Human Life," by N. Bosworth, just pub. by Lackington, Allen, & Co. London.

(An account of different Fire. Escapes in our next.)

Prices of Grain.

HADDINGTON...April 30th. Wheat ....... 488. to 64s. 6d. | Pease ................ 26s. to 388. Barley.........34s. to 48s. Oats ...................30s. to 42s.

DALKEITH, APRIL 26th. Oatmeal, best ............36s. | Inferior ........................356. Current ...............35s. 6d. | Retail, 2s. 4d. per peck.

Work to be done in the Cottager's Garden in May. CONTINUE to sow Cauliflower, Savoys, and Cabbages, for a late crop. Sow full crops of French and Turkey Beans-and Pease for a last full crop. Thin Onions, Carrots, Turnips, and Spinage. Be diligent in clearing off weeds and destroying vermin.

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HAT cheers the heart when sorrows press?
W What yields a balm to sooth distress?
'Tis that which all the Good profess,

When pain and sickness weigh us down,
The world's false pageantry is gone,
O then thy healing powers we own,

And hapless is that gloomy soul
(In speechless agony he'll roll,)
Who never knew thy soft control,

Thou bidst the madding passions cease;
Thy gentle voice still whispers peace;
From wild desires thou giv’st release,

The earth was gulph'd in sin and woe,
And justice sought its overthrow,
Till Heavenly Mercy did bestow

Then beaming radiance in the Son,
Th' ALMIGHTY FATHER's goodness shone:
Then was thy glorious work begun

No more to idols bend the knee,
Where favour'd lands thy glories see,
And millions yet will follow thee,



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See Moroca's towers to ruin hurld!
When dawning on the eastern world,
Thy croslet banner is unfurled,

No self-devoted victim slain
The mercy-beaming cross doth claim,
Thou heals't the broken heart of pain,

Yet for thy truths have martyrs died,
The block and faggot still defied:
On thy redeeming love relied,

Then be thou still my guide, my friend:
So shall I smile when ills portend,
And calmy meet my latter end,

And, Oh! may God his grace impart,
To mend my sin-corrupted heart,
That never from me may depart

Haddington, 1813.

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OLD SNOW : OR The Ghost !

SATURDAY night was come, and Joe
w From his week's toil was free'd,
Save from his cart t' unyoke Old Snow,

And turn him out to feed.
Poor Joe, an humble, simple clown,

An honest heart possess'd,
He car'd not fickle Fortune's frown,

With health and vigour bless’d.
Blithe as the morning lark he rose,

Pursu'd his destin'a lot;
At night, in sweetest soft repose,

His toils and cares forgot."
But love (though always blind confess'd)

Found out the happy gwain ;
And lodg'd an arrow in his breast

Regardless of the pain.

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