the criminal jurisdiction in that county, to keep down the disaffected.  As he was closing a most turgid oration by declaring “that the said magistracy ought to receive some signal mark of the Lord Lieutenant’s favour,”—­John Egan, who was rather mellow, and sitting behind him, jocularly whispered, “and be whipped at the cart’s tail.”—­ “And be whipped at the cart’s tail!” repeated Sir Frederick unconsciously, amidst peals of uncontrollable laughter.

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CURIOUS POST OFFICE.

It is said, as the Isle of Ascension is visited by the homeward-bound ships on account of its sea fowls, fish, turtle, and goats, there is in a crevice of the rock a place called the “Post Office,” where letters are deposited, shut up in a well-corked bottle, for the ships that next visit the island.[22]

P.T.W.

[22] Our correspondent calls this a “curious Post Office;” we should say it
    was merely an inland post.

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AMERICAN COURTSHIP.

The young ladies of Medina county, among other means of preventing the too frequent use of ardent spirits, have resolved that they will not receive the addresses of any young gentleman who is in the habit of using spirituous liquors.  The young gentlemen in the same neighbourhood, by way of retaliation, have resolved that they will not seriously pay their addresses to any young lady who wears corsets.  This is right.  If whiskey has slain its thousands—­corsets have slain their tens of thousands.—­N.Y.  American.

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What colours were the winds and waves the last tempest at sea?

Answer.—­The winds blew and the waves rose.

C.K.W.

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LIGHT EVIL.

A good natured citizen, on retiring from a large house of business, took a neat little country box at Laytonstone, and going with his wife to see it, she was very sulky and displeased; which “Gilpin” observing, said, “my dear Judy, don’t you like the place?” “Like it indeed! no, why there isn’t room to swing a cat in it.”  “Well, but my dear Judy, you know we never have any occasion to swing cats.”

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*** The signature C.C. to the Minstrel Ballad, in our last, merely implies the correspondent who sent it “for the MIRROR.”  The writer of the Ballad is Sir Walter Scott.  It appears in the Notes to the New Edition of “Waverley,” but was hitherto unpublished in Sir Walter’s works.

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