The Bombay Times notices a paper by Dr Impey in the 'Transactions of the Bombay Medical and Physical Society,' containing an account of the rise of a malignant pustule from contact with the flesh of a dead elephant. It furnishes a curious new fact in the natural history of the animal. 'It is so seldom,' says the Bombay Times, 'that tame elephants amongst us die from natural causes, or under such circumstances as permit of dissection, that this peculiarity of the carcase has not, we believe, till now been described, though perfectly well known to the natives. A baggage elephant accompanying the third troop of horse artillery having died on the march betwixt Mhow and Poona at the commencement of the hot season of 1846, the elephant was cut up by some of the artillerymen and attendants, under the supervision of Dr Impey, to see, if possible, to determine the cause of its death. The _mochee_ was ordered to work amongst the rest, but could not be induced to touch the carcase until he had smeared his hands and arms with oil, assigning as the reason of his aversion the certainty of disease supervening, and its liability periodically to attack those who had once suffered from it. This at the time was heartily ridiculed; but the laugh was on the mochee's side when every man employed in the dissection but himself was two days afterwards attacked with acute disease. The character of this was at first purely local: the pain felt like that arising from the bite of a venomous insect; it was accompanied by slight local inflammation. This soon extended, and became a sore. These deepened to the bone, and extended on all sides, manifesting a remarkable degree of sluggishness and inactivity. Fever accompanied the earlier symptoms, exhibiting a remittent type, and being most severe towards the evening. After a fortnight, secondary fever appeared, and three weeks elapsed before the sores could be healed up. The patient had by this time become emaciated, sallow, and enervated, so that active dietetic measures required to be taken for his restoration.' DIG DEEP TO FIND THE GOLD. Dost thou seek the treasures hidden Within earth's rocky bed, The diamond for beauty's tresses, Gems for the queenly head? 'Tis not on the dewy surface That they their rays unfold, But far in the distant hollows-- Dig deep to find the gold. Dost thou long thy fields should brighten With golden harvest ears, And thy pastures yield in verdure Riches for coming years? Then dream not that while you linger Earth's bounty you'll behold; But _strive_, and win her treasures-- Dig deep to find the gold. Dost thou sigh for wealth of knowledge, The riches of ages past, And o'er the bright world of science Thy longing glances cast? With love and zeal undaunted, Seek for the wealth untold, In the soul-lit mines of genius Dig deep to find the gold. C. T.