I may remark that no earthquake had, till recently, been felt here for some years, consequently, there had been no registering. But on Sunday morning 18th April last, at one o’clock, and again on Thursday the 22d of the same month, about half-past five A.M., a slight earthquake occurred. I visited the earthquake-house on both occasions; but there were no markings, none of the pins having fallen.
WHICH?
If thou art false as thou art fair,
And false the fairest fair may be,
Again the wondrous power to snare,
Again the siren’s self we see.
There’s danger in those dimpling smiles,
It glances from that witching e’e,
And he who would escape thy wiles,
Must quickly from the tempter flee.