[Illustration: COME, GENTLE SPRING.

SPRING has come. Now is the time to ask your friends for seed and roots,
and to tell somebody they ought to see about the garden. Turn your
chickens into your neighbors' grounds, and the cow too, if you think she
would like to go there. Now also is the time for house-cleaning, as well
as for settling up one's affairs generally; so, after you have called in
all the money due you, and paid out as little as possible, perhaps you
had better go out West for a week or so.]

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The sort of Liquor most apt to Tell upon a Man.

PEACH Brandy.

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Opinions of the Press.

The _Sun_ thinks that the World's end would be a god-send.

It also thinks that the Tribune is a try weakly and unique daily,
besides being a four centenary.

It thinks that the fact of the _Times_ being out of Joint is the reason
it is getting the cold Shoulder from its subscribers.

It thinks that the _Herald_ is not the leading paper, though it may have