April 19. May
12, 13, and 14. June 8, 20, and 27. July 12 and 25. August 2, 12, and
24. September 5, 15, and 30. October 22. November 5 and 17. December 3
and 29.

M. Charles Sainte-Claire Deville has also been engaged in careful
weather-calculations for many years, and has been in constant
correspondence on the subject with the Academie des Sciences. His theory
is based on the existence of the three Ice-Saints in May, and he
considers that a similar periodic influence may be traced in other
months of the year. He maintains that there are three days in every
month, with an interval of about ten days between them, in which we may
look for a fall of temperature, and that the weather gradually grows
warmer during the interval that separates them. His observations are
only in part corroborated by those of M. Quetelet and M. Fourmet.

E.W.L.

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A Svenska Maid.

Marie has been in the United States about four years, and still accents
her English with the Lapp-Finn modulations of Northern Sweden. She is
only eighteen years old now. She has fair hair and a serene fair face
somewhat like the Liberty face on our silver dollar. Her young shape is
strong and handsome, and she has white little teeth like a child's, and
the innocent nature of a child.

Marie's father is a Swedish farmer. Many adventurers came to America
from her neighborhood, and, though but fourteen years old, she wanted to
come too; and a cousin's husband, already settled in Illinois, lent her
the passage-money. The last Sunday, according to custom, all her friends
brought offerings to church, and she was made to go through the
congregation holding her apron. They filled it with cake, a Bible, etc.
The young people walked with her parents and herself to the
steamer-landing, and kept from crying until she was aboard.

When the steamer was under way an old woman came across her in the
steerage, and exclaimed, "Why, child, where are your father and mother?"

To which Marie responded, with the gentle persistence peculiar to her,
"I leave them in Svadia. I go to America."

Though all the steerage people were kind to her, she fell into bad hands
by way of her tender sympathies. There were a man and woman with a
family of small children, who were coming to America carrying an
unsavory record. The woman fell ill, and Marie nursed her, and she
fastened herself upon Marie with brutal tenacity. She took away a little
s