M. Cochery, the French Minister of Posts and Telegraphs, has presented to the French Academy of Sciences a Report on the lightning-strokes in France during the last half of 1883. During the month of July there were no fewer than one hundred and forty-three strokes in France, thirty of these occurring on the 10th, and thirty-two on the 3d. Seven men, four women, a young girl, and a child were killed by these strokes, and over forty persons were injured, including ten men who were affected by the same flash, which struck a plane-tree in their neighbourhood. Nine horses were also injured by the flash in question, which happened at Castres, in the department of Tarn, at 9.15 A.M. on July 4. The same storm also killed a woman at Castres, three-quarters of an hour earlier. The total number of animals killed during July was fifty-seven, including a calf, two horses, three sheep, one goat, one dog, and one chicken; while fourteen cows, eleven horses, one dog, and a goose were injured. In general, the strokes were attracted by poplar-trees, or masts, chimneys, and steeples, as well as elm, oak, and fir trees. The stems and points of lightning-rods have also been struck, the latter being fused, and the former heated red-hot. The wire used to support vines has also drawn the stroke. In the majority of cases, rain, often abundant, attended the discharge. In August there were only nine strokes, as compared with one hundred and forty-three in July; six persons were killed, and two bulls were injured. In September there were fourteen strokes, killing four persons and six animals, and injuring ten persons in all. In October there was only one stroke, on the 16th (4 P.M.), at Castellane, in the Basses-Alpes. In November and December there are no strokes recorded. ‘ONLY COUSINS, DON’T YOU SEE?’ Charming cousin, tell me where Shall I find one half so fair? Let me, as I taste thy lip, Swear how sweet is cousinship. Like a sister? Yes, no doubt; Still, not sister out and out. Who that ever had a sister, Felt his heart beat when he kissed her? Who by looking ever knew That his sister’s eyes were blue? Who in name of all the loves Bets his sister pairs of gloves? Charming cousin, still are you Sister in a measure too. We can act as pleases us, No one thinks it dangerous; Talk of love or of the weather, Row or ride or read together, Wander where we will alone, Careless of a chaperon. You may dance with none but me— ‘Only cousins, don’t you see?’ Cousins safely may forget All the laws of etiquette.