gade Band has been presented with a copy of the
collection of the celebrated martial music of the Prussian army.
Prussia has long been famous for the excellence of its military bands,
and the music which they have produced is of the highest order. We
hope this attempt to introduce it into our city will improve the style
of martial music here.

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PHILOSOPHY.

"Uncle Jo," said an observing little boy, "our folks always put up the
window when the room is filled with smoke, and the wind always blows
in so as to prevent the smoke from going out that way: now where does
the smoke go?" "It goes into the people's eyes," was uncle Jo's
philosophic answer.

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POLITE PREACHING.

A certain preacher, when treating on the subject of repentance, said,
"My dear hearers, you must repent; if you do not, you will go to a
place which it would be improper to mention in this polite assembly."

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Mr. H. Longfellow of Cincinnati, has about one hundred acres under
culture of grapes, strawberries, peaches and raspberries.

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PURE AIR.

Throw open the window and fasten it there!
Fling the curtain aside and the blind,
And give a free entrance to heaven's pure air,
'Tis the life and health of mankind.

Behold that dull concourse in yonder closed space,
With visages sluggish and red;
How calmly they sit, each one in his place,
While their lungs with poison are fed.

What makes the grave deacon so drowsy at church?
The scholar so dull in his class?
Dry sermons!--dry studies!--the brain's in the lurch,
For want of pure oxygen gas.

Come, 'rouse, from your stupor, before it's too late,
And do not yourself so abuse--
To sit all day with your feet on the grate;
No wonder you're getting the "blues!"

Are you fond of coughs, colds, dyspepsia and rheums?
Of headaches, and fevers and chills?
Of bitters, hot-drops, and medicine fumes,
And bleeding, and blisters and pills?

Then shut yourself up like a monk in his cave,
Till nature grows weary and sad,
And imagine yourself on the brink of the grave.
Where nothing is cheerful and glad.

Be sure when you sleep, that all is shut out:
Place, too, a warm brick to your feet--
Wrap a bandage of flannel your neck quite about
And cove