Barometer fell—to the ground and smashed.
Thermometer rose to blood heat—having been turned upside down by an infant.
Direction of wind—right in our own face.
Amount of rain—.001 in. in our umbrella stand.
Amount of cloud—9 from our own tobacco-pipe. Should our scientific observations as recorded above tend to throw any light upon anything, we are more than satisfied.
NOTICE TO CORRESPONDENTS.
Oh dear No! Old Br—— ggs is not Dead—He has taken to Yachting for the Benefit of his Health.