firmly attached to the present happy
establishment, and is willing to engage in the matrimonial estate with
an agreeable young lady in whose power it is immediately to bestow a
living of nearly 100l. per annum, in a very pleasant situation, with a
good prospect of preferment,--any person whom this may suit may leave a
line at the bar of the Union Coffee House in the Strand, directed to
Z. Z., within three days of this advertisement. The utmost secrecy and
honour may be depended upon."--_London Chronicle_, March, 1758.

E. H. A.

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_The Year 1854._--This year commenced and will terminate on a Sunday. In
looking through the Almanac, it will be seen that there are _five Sundays
in five months_ of the year, viz. in January, April, July, October, and
December; five _Mondays_ in January, May, July, and October; five
_Tuesdays_ in January, May, August, and October; five _Wednesdays_ in
March, May, August, and November; five _Thursdays_, in March, June, August,
and November; five _Fridays_ in March, June, September, and December; five
_Saturdays_ in April, July, September, and December; and, lastly,
fifty-three _Sundays_ in the year.

The age of her Majesty the Queen is thirty-five, or seven times five; and
the age of Prince Albert the same.

Last Christmas having fallen on the Sunday, I am reminded of the following
lines:

"Lordings all of you I warn,
If the day that Christ was born
Fall upon a Sunday,
The winter shall be good I say,
But great winds aloft shall be;
The summer shall be fine and dry.
_By kind skill, and without loss,_
_Through all lands there shall be peace._
Good time for all things to be done;
But he that stealeth shall be found soon.
What child that day born may be,
A great lord he shall live to be."

W. W.

Malta.

_A Significant Hint._--The following lines were communicated to me by a
friend some years ago, as having been written by a blacksmith of the
village of Tideswell in Derbyshire; who, having often been reproved by the
parson, or ridiculed by his neighbours, for drunkenness, placed them on the
church door the day after the event they commemorate:

"Ye Tideswellites, can this be true,
Which Fame's loud trumpet brings;
That ye, to view the Cambrian Prince,
Forsook the King of Kings?
That when his rattling chariot wheels,
Proclaim'd his Highness near,
Ye trod upon each others' heels,
To leave the hous