determine how the heat was
re-imparted to the glass, after being withdrawn.

"Mr. Home now returned to the fireplace, and thrust the chimney
into the red-hot coals, resting the end on the top bar; he left
it there about four or five minutes, then, lifting it, he
clasped it in both hands, went to the table, took a lucifer
match from a box, and handing it to the lady of the house,
desired her to touch the glass--the match instantly ignited; and
having called our attention to this fact, he observed, 'The
tongue and lips are the most sensitive parts of the body,' and
thrust the heated glass into his mouth, applying, especially,
his tongue to it. He once more returned to the fire, and again
placed the chimney on the upper bar, the end of the glass
resting amidst the red coals. He left it there and walked about
the room, selected a small fern-leaf from a vase of flowers, and
raising the chimney, placed it within, and replaced the chimney
among the coals. After a few moments he told us to observe very
carefully, as the experiment would be very pretty. Mr. Home now
held up the glass, and we perceived the fern-leaf within
apparently on fire. He replaced it after a few seconds, and
holding it up again, exclaimed, 'Is it not pretty?' The fern
appeared red-hot; each little leaf edged with gold, yet
flameless, like clouds at sunset--rich glowing crimson tinged
with molten gold. After we had all looked at it and admired it,
he advanced to Mrs. ----, and laughingly shook it out on her
muslin dress. I expected to see it crumble away; but no, it was
still green, though dry and withered. Unfortunately it was not
preserved.

"Again Mr. Home returned to the fire, and once more placed the
glass on the coals, where he left it, and walked about the room;
going to the lamp, he passed his hand slowly backwards and
forwards through the flame, not an inch from the wick; returning
to the fireplace, he lifted the chimney, and moving the coals
about with his hand, selected a small flat red-hot coal, and
placed it in the chimney--shook it up and down, and advancing to
us, playfully said, 'H----, here is a present for you,' and
threw out the coal on her muslin dress. Catching it up in
dismay, she tossed it to Lord Lindsay, who, unable to retain it
in his hand, threw it from palm to palm till he rea