BELLS.
Bells are for all things, all events:
For victories, for fires.
For hanging crimes with ill intents,
Or law proscribed desires.
For this, St. Bride her turret rocks,
For that St. Dunstan rings;
The last St. Sepulchre so shocks,
That all about him swings.
Mr. Jerdan—in the Gem for 1830.
Nobody is anybody, until he takes the title of somebody, and is laughed at by everybody.
We are surprised that fifty accidents do not happen every day at the Zoological Gardens—for mothers let their children rove just as if they were in the most innocent company on earth; and due credit ought to be given to the wild beasts in general for their considerate conduct in not eating up half the rising generation that pay their shilling apiece to see the Zoological show.—Monthly Mag.—Apropos, we find there are now seven leopards in the society's collection, and that one day last summer the receipts at the gate amounted to. £108. 12s.