Among the bitter varieties of sorrow, forming the inheritance of the human kind, there are few more humiliating, more fitted to cleave into the inmost soul, than a discovery of the unworthiness of those we love; of a breach of confidence in that heart wherein we have deposited the whole treasure of our affections. There is a degree of self-abasement connected with the disappointment, which recoils with double force on our perceptions; the sharpness of the pain admits of no mitigation. ❦ [Sidenote: Charity of Mind.] The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions of little (_not_) soon forgotten charities. The _humblest_ may throw in their mite. ❦ [Sidenote: Bells.] The sound of bells is never heard in Turkey, their necessity is superseded in the following manner: a circular gallery is built round the turrets of the mosques, where Turkish boys are stationed, who in a loud voice summon the Mahometans three times a day to prayers; at sunrise, at noon, and at sunset. They do not employ watchmen, as their maxim is, “each for himself, and God for us all.” ❦ [Sidenote: La Mélancolie.] De ta tige détachée, Pauvre feuille desséchée, Où vas-tu?--Je n’en sais rien: L’orage a brisé le chêne Qui seul était mon soutien. De son inconstante haleine, Le zéphir, ou l’aquilon, Depuis ce jour me promène De la forêt à la plaine, De la montagne au vallon; Je vais où le vent me mène, Sans me plaindre, ou m’effrayer; Je vais où va toute chose, Où va la feuille de rose, Et la feuille de laurier. ❦ [Sidenote: A Fire Screen.] Draw a landscape on paper with common Indian ink, representing a winter scene, a mere outline, the foliage to be painted with muriate of cobalt (green), muriate of copper (yellow), and acetate of cobalt (blue), all which colours are invisible; but on the screen being held near the fire, the gentle warmth will occasion the trees, flowers, &c. to display themselves in their natural colours, and winter is magically changed to summer. As the paper cools, the colours disappear, and the effect may be repeated as often as required. ❦ [Sidenote: Banquo’s Son.]