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choke or after damp, as given by the French authorities, are the following, which may be of service antil the arrival of a medical man, who ought to be sent for as soon as an accident occurs:

1st. Draw the person promptly from the deleterious place, and expose him to good and pure air.

2nd. Undress him and throw on the body effusions of cold water.

3rd. Try to make him swallow, if it be possible, cold water slightly acidulated with vinegar.

4. Clysters should be given, two-thirds of cold water and one-third of vinegar; afterwards to be followed up by the administration of others with a strong solution of common salt, or of senna and Epsom salts.

5th. Attempts should be made to irritate the pituitary membrane with the feather end of a quill, which should be gently moved in the nostrils of the insensible person, or stimulated with a bottle of hartshorn put under the nose.

6th. Introduce air into the lungs by blowing with the nozzle of a bellows into one of the nostrils, and compressing the other with the fingers.

7th. If the above measures do not produce any effect, and the body preserves its heat, recourse should be had to blood-letting, of which the necessity will be clearly indicated if the face be red, the lips swollen, and the eyes protruding. Blood-letting in the jugular vein will produce the speediest effect; in default of drawing it from that place, it should be drawn from the foot.

8th. For the last resort an opening should be made in the trachea, and a small pipe should be introduced, through which the air should be pressed by the aid of a little bellows.*

Having thus slightly brought before your notice the gases generally found in coal mines, described some of the lamps now in use, shewn the priuciples upon which they are constructed, and alloded to other matters, let me add in conclusion, that it is the interest as well as the duty of the proprietor of mines, to use every means that science and practical skill can devise for the safety of their workmen. There is no fear of having too much of these qualifications in the officers of mines. A manager of a colliery employing a thousand men engaged in a fiery mine, has far more responsibility, and surely requires as much skill and science, as the colonel commanding as many men above ground in the open air; and if intelligence, sobriety, and discipline are essentially requisite for officers and men in the army, how much more necessary are these qualities in a mine amongst invisible and intangible enemies like gases? It is not now my business to urge on masters what they ought to do, but I do say to the workmen that much of their safety will always depend on strictly observing the orders of their officers, and doing all they can to preserve discipline; for without this there can be no safety in a mine, Of all men in the world a collier ought to be a sober, steady, careful, and observant man.

* South Shields Report of Accidents in Coal Mines, p. 73.

THE CHARMS OF LIFE.—There are a thousand things in this world to afflict and sadden--but oh, how many that are beautiful and good! The world teems with beauty-with objects that gladden the eyes and warm the heart. We might be happy if we would. There are ills which we cannot escape -the approach of disease and death, of misfortunes, sundering of earthly ties, and the canker worm of grief, but a vast majority of the evils that beset us might be avoided. Let wars come to an end, and let friendship, charity, love, purity, and kindness, mark the intercourse between man and man. We are too selfish, as if the world was made for us alone. How much happier should we be were we to labour more earnestly to promote each other's good. God has blessed us with a home which is not all dark. There is sunshine everywhere -in the sky, upon the earth-there would be in most hearts if we would look around us. God reigns in Heaven, Mur. mur not at a creation so beautiful.-Bishop Hall,




(The Burns Centenary Festival suggested the desirability of a

lecture on Scotland's national poet, but a suitable essay has not come into our hands till now. “Burns, as a Poet,” is a sequel to “Burns, as a Man :" the latter we hope to print in a future number. Mr. Finlayson has a poetic appreciation of the genius of Burns, and utters his judicious criti. cism and fervent admiration eloquently. Our readers will remember Mr. Finlayson's excellent lectures on “Shakspere” and “Self-Culture," in the “Popular Lecturer” for 1857 and 1858.)

What is a Poet? What are the peculiar characteristics of the highest poets? What position does Burns occupy among the poets? Full and satisfactory answers to these questions would lead us into a very wide and a very attractive field; but as time presses, I must lead you across by as short a path, and at as rapid a pace, as is consistent with a comprehensive and an intelligent survey. My remarks on the first and second questions will be brief, as those are but preliminary to the last question, which is more particularly the subject before us, viz., the place and powers of Burns as a poet.

1st. What is a poet? God, the infinite One, has manifested Himself in two ways unto men-directly, by His Word, who was in the beginning with God; and indirectly, through His works, which were created by Him. The first mentioned form of manifestation I shall drop, as it lies out of the scope of my present purpose. The second form is closely rela

ted, yea, is the subject before us. A German philosopher has laid down as a principle in his philosophy, that the universe is merely the extended thought of God. This philosophical error is part of a profound and beautiful truth; for while the world of matter is something separate and distinct from God, His creation and not His essence; it is the manifestation of the Divine mind, the inarticulate expression of the Divine thought and feeling. Now as the human mind is created in the image of the divine, and as the divine mind is manifested thiough the natural world, it must follow that there are analogies and correspondences between the material objects and the elements of human thought and feeling. Men of dull hearts and dim eyes look upon natural objects like Wordsworth's Peter Bell, of whom it is said

“A primrose by the river's brim
A yellow primrose was to him,

And it was nothing more.” They can see no further than the bare fact that that object is called a flower, a tree, a river, a mountain, a man, a woman. They never get hold of the thought and feeling which those several objects were by the Divine mind intended to convey. But when a man of peculiar construction of head and heart, keen vision, and broad sympathy comes into this strange world, he reads the riddle with a different eye, he detects the hidden meaning wrapped up in every natural object, the objects are lifted out of the narrow material sphere into the region of imagination, they become transfigured before us, filled and flashing with divine thought and feeling. This man thus gives intelligible expression to the inarticulate creation, and utterance and form to the corresponding thoughts and feelings slumbering in the hearts of all men, but which few are able adequately to express. Such a man is a poet. The poet is thus the revealer of the Divine mind, indirectly manifested through the works of nature, and is also the expresser of the

analogous thought and feeling awakened in the human mind when brought into contemplative contact with external nature. Listen to Shakspere as he gives atterance to his profound sympathy with the external works of God, and to the striking analogies which obtain between the natural and spiritual worlds:

“There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st

But in his motion like an angel sings,
Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubim ;
Such harmony is in immortal souls ;
But while this muddy vesture of decay

Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it." Listen to Wordsworth's magnificent lines, unfolding the same profound truth:

“I have learned
To look on Nature, not as in the hour
Of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes
The still sad music of humanity,
Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power
To chasten and subdue. And I have felt
A presence that disturbs me with the joy
Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime
Of something far more deeply interfused,
Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,
And the round ocean, and the living air,
And the blue sky, and in the mind of man,
A motion and a spirit that impels
All thinking things, all objects of all thought,
And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still
A lover of the meadows, and the woods,
And mountains, and of all that we behold
From this green earth ; of all the mighty world
Of eye and ear, both what they half created
And what perceive; well pleased to recognise
In nature, and the language of the sense,
The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse,
The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul

Of all my moral being." Listen to Burns giving expression to the same thought and feeling, in simpler but equally poetic strains :

“Oh nature ! a' thy shows and forms

To feeling pensive hearts hae charms :
Whether the summer kindly warms

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