DAY-DREAMS. "DREAMS are the children of an idle brain, SHAKESPEARE. directly opposed to the every-day working one-crowded with petty cares, frivolities, oppositions, disappointments, and ambitious aims so frequently frustrated; making our minds unfit to cope with others of a less sensitive cast or firmer mould than ou own; and foreshadowing for them a fate similar to that of the sensitive plant, said to have died of its own dear loveliness. Self-indulgence grows on us so quickly. that before we are able to look round and say, "I must have a care, and throw from me such and such a habit," it has so linked itself with the chain of action hanging st the girdle of our lives that oft-repeated and painful struggles alone can detach it from the position it has insidiously assumed and retains. THEY are fabrications, built of flimsy material, on foundationless strata, and on impressionable soil, and therefore as easily removed to give place to newly-conceived Day-dreams, when made the companions structures as the sand is wafted by the of our life, are as pernicious to the soul's wind along the desert's dreary waste. heavenward flight or the mind's mental. They are idealities which visionaries growth as opium is to one who too fre nurse, and minds passively alive to inward quently indulges in its potions: 'tis like heart-musings create, one after another, to walking into the slough of despond, nor is feed the parasites' craving for more alimentit easy to cleanse one's robe of the mire in their never-ending cry for impossibilities. that bespots it. They are also enervating creations of a fruitful imagination, called into existence for the purpose, and giving to the beings who thus tread in unsafe paths a love they can mould into exquisite perfection of delicacy and refinement; not exacting in its demands, yet willing to be treasured and caressed and seeming to rest next the heart that raises it into life. The system becomes painfully enervated, and the outward life Dreams are luxuries, but selfish ones; troubled by the existence of these vain mere dreamer-be he ever so clever, full fantasies. What can be more certain than high resolves, rich affections, and philan if we weave a tissue of fanciful, glowing, thropic desires-be his mind ever so well and variously-hued improbabilities, that stored, and his heart ever so anxious to the disappointments that beset the daily and make fellowship with his own kind, unles outward life of each individual must bring he break with a strong effort the chrysalis very unsatisfying results, and cause us often web of apathy which he has allowed to ento trail our weaknesses in the dust of self-fold him, is as inferior to the every-day abasement? We all have a true belief in the working man-who pursues the straight existence of mortals of a better and nobler path of duty with the motto always before mould than we are; again, we have faint him of, "Whatever thy hand findeth to do glimmerings of some counterpart akin to, do with all thy might," yet whose mind i yet separated from, us by a chain of undis- void of any great conceits or startling coverable events. The consequence of such imageries-as wisdom and nobility of sou ideas is apparent: as we lie and dream of are above a storehouse of crude knowledge the possible approach of one perhaps fated And why? Because the latter, in hi never to reach or fulfil its destined life, straightforward simplicity, effects the good imagination takes flight-we do not marshal, which the former only dreams over-raises collect, concentrate, or exercise the smallest in his mind, to a noble elevation, and yet influence over thought during these hours from lack of energy and purpose, lets de of semi-torpidity, when ideas, out as easily as the soul's light is extin guished in the human frame. Day-dreams, I know, frequently become part of a per son's very life; but where they are unduly cherished their influence is blighting and unhealthy, and, unwrought into dee seldom productive of any good. "Dim and faint as the mists that break At sunrise from a mountain lake," chase each other through a mind luxuriously alive to a sense of vivid, glowing pictures, without the trouble of creating new, or even catching them in their onward progress they are ideal pictures, never framed because imperfectly conceived. That they carry many dangers in their train when repeatedly indulged in, must be evident to all who give the subject considertion, as they foster an inert life, and are Carlyle says, "the end of man is action and not a thought, though it were the noblest." SARA It is easier to make up one's mind to early rising than one's body. ANSWERS TO QUERIES. "JOURNAL."-The word is thus derived from dies, Latin for day :-diernus, daily (Latin): giorno, day (Italian): -deghour, day (old French)-jour, day (modern French):-journal, English. PATTERDALE is at the head of Ulleswater Lake; it extends five-and-a-half and will certainly, if the world lasts long enough, mingle themselves in centuries to come with the local traditions of the 19th century. THE LILY-MAID OF ASTOLAT. There are two Elaines, or Elaynes, with whom Sir Lancelot du Lake was intimately asso ciated. The first, the daughter of King Pelles, "kynge of the foreign countrey, and cosyn nigh unto Joseph of Armathye (Arimathea.) By the stratagems of Dame Brysen, Elayne's lady-in-waiting, and by power of her sorceries-" for this Brysen was at that time in the world lyuyage"was one of the greatest enchantresses that Lancelot was made to believe that he visited Queen Guinevere. By Elayne, daughter of Pelles, he had a son, the renowned Sir Galahad, so famous for his adventures in quest of the lanegreal, or "holy grais." The second Elayne, or Elaine as Tennyson spells it, and she who "Went upward with the flood, In her right hand the lily, in her left ERRATA. miles from Kirkstone Pass, to the head of the Mere. The village, according to tradition, takes its name from the church of St. Patrick, so that its original name must have been Patricksdale corrupted easily The letter-all her bright hair streaming down," into Patterdale. Ulleswater is sometimes was Elaine of Astolat (now Guilford), and called the English Lucerne; it was she, as all who'read the Idylls" know, died formerly Ousemere. The scenery of the of unrequited love for the same Sir Lancelot upper part of the lake is magnificent du Lake. Elayne would seem to be no beyond description; that of the lower uncommon name in those days, for the old part very lovely towards Pooley Bridge, chronicle speaks of a third damsel, so called but tamer. Thomas Clarkson, Esq., the-a daughter of Sir Bors, the pure and celebrated philanthropist in the cause of noble knight who accompanied Sir Galahad anti-slavery, lived once at Ousemere Villa, and Sir Percivale in the quest of the holy half a mile from Pooley Bridge. The lake grail. lics in the very heart of majestic mountains(from Patterdale commences one of the ascents to Helvellyn). Their lower slopes are clad with rich umbrageous woods, and the glens and ravines are wild and very beautiful. Sometimes the waters of the Mere have stern cliffs, and broken rocks, and sometimes smooth green meadows; but on the left shore of the topmost reach the mountains slope down sheer to the lake. On the right bank stands "Lynlph's Tower," the tower of Ulf the Saxon, first Lord of Greystock; here, also, lived Emme, the affianced bride of Sir Eglamour, who, wandering about in a state of somnambulism, met her death, in the very hour of her lover's return, by falling into the torrent of Aira Force. The knight built a cell on the spot, which he never afterwards quitted. If the lake and its shores are celebrated for their romantic beauty, their Notes and Queries, p. 472, line twentywild echoes, and their traditionary legends, eight of second column, kakneis, probably not less is the hotel remarkable for its far-in modern English, hackneys. famed "Patterdale puddings," which have become a perfect institution among tourists, not 37. Evelyn's Story, p. 413, eight lines from the bottom, read three not four daughters. Love and Poverty, p. 432, fourth verse, first line, smugly, not snugly. British Woodlands, poetical heading, Virgil, second line, tenui, not tenni. 455, ninth line from bottom of first column, for puple read purple. May Blossoms, 457, first column, line twenty-six, fells, not falls of Westmoreland. Line forty-five, Hoffman, not Roffman. Second column, line five, indigenous. Line eighteen, improvidently, not impru dently. 468, ninth line from bottom, Mrs. Loudon, not Mr. London. 469, first column, ninth line from bottom, Paris quadrifolia, not quadufolia. Housewife's Miscellany, final receipt, 33, THE HOUSEWIFE'S MISCELLANY. 36. PATTERDALE FUDDING.-One pound of butter worked into a cream, the same weight of wellpounded white sugar, and the yokes of eight eggs, well beaten and well mixed with the butter and sugar. Whisk the whites to a strong froth, and put them to the rest. Then add one pound of flour and one lemon, rind and juice; blend all thoroughly together, and bake in buttered cups for twenty minutes. Make a sauce of arrowroot, with a little sherry wine, and pour over before serving, "STANTONVILLE." (These puddings are excellent without the trouble of beating the yolks and whites of the eggs separately. Simply take equal weight of eggs, butter, flour, and sugar, and a little lemon-peel grated very finely. If left till cold, and untouched by the sauce, they make very nice pound-cakes. Stantonville's receipt is the orthodox water must have tasted and appreciated. Of course, hotel production, which everyone visiting Ullesby way of trial, smaller quantities of the ingredients can be used)-ED. 37. VICTORIA CAKES.-Mix well a quarter of an ounce of baking-powder with half a pound of flour; beat a quarter of a pound of butter to a cream; add to it two eggs well beaten, and a quarter of a pound of pounded loaf-sugar. Then gradually blend this mixture with the flour, and make it into a paste. Dreige a little flour on the board, and lay on it a piece of paste about the size of an egg; roll it round very lightly, and make it shapely with the hand; lay it on an iron bakingplate, and press it gently till it assume the form of a bun, about four inches in diameter. Leave a good space between each cake, as they spread in the baking Let the oven be moderately hot; they will take about ten or twelve minutes. 38. MACCAROONS.-Blanch and beat half a pound of sweet almonds in a mortar with a spoonful of water till qui e fine, gradually adding the whites of eight eggs whisked or beaten to a froth; then mix in half a pound of loaf-sugar, finely powdered, Spread sheets of white paper on your baking-tin, and over that the proper wafer-paper; lay the paste on it in pieces about the size of a walnut, and sift fine sugar over. Bake carefully in a moderately hot oven, and when cold, cut the wafer-paper round. If you choose, you can lay two or three almond-strips on the top of cachi cake as they begin to bake. 39. ASPARAGUS OMELET.-Boil a dozen of the largest and finest asparagus heads you can pick; cut off all the green portion, and chop it in thin slices; season with a small teaspoonful of salt, and about one-fourth of that quantity of soluble cayenne. Then beat up six eggs in sufficient quantity of new milk to make a stiflish batter. Melt in the frying pan a quarter of a pound of good, clean dripping, and just before you pour on the batter place a small piece of butter in the centre of the pan. When the dripping is quite ho, pour on half your batter, and as it begins to set place on it the paragus tops, and cover over with the remainder. omelet is generally served on a round of but toast, with the crusts removed. The original receipt from which this is taken says, make the batter with cream, and fry the omelet entirely in fresh butter. Those who need not study economy can try it in this fashion, but we think our own way quite good enough, and rich enough, and expensive enough for ordinary households. 40. GREEN PEAS SOUP.-Put a quart of shelled peas into a pint or a pint and a-half of broth o stock from which all fat has been removed, and add several thin slices of ham or a small piece of very lean bacon, four good-sized onions, well peeled and thinly sliced, four lettuces, well washed and finely shred, the crumb of two French rolls, and a bench of parsley and of mint; let them simmer for an hour, and then pour in another quart of broth, if you have it not by you, a quart of water in which freshly-gathered spinach, squeeze it dry, and rub it you have previously boiled the pea-shells, and boil fer another hour. Then boil two lare handfuls of with the soup, through a sieve. Have ready a pint in one good-sized lump of sugar, and season to young peas well boiled, add these to the soup, pat taste. Give one boil, and the soup is ready. If your broth is very weak, add more peas and m spinach; and a few real scraps from the butcher's will greatly improve the preparation. 41. SALADS.-It is a great mistake to soak lettuces for salad; the process materially injures their flavour, though still, if your vegetables be at all stale, you had better let them lie in water for an hour or two; and small salad, such as cresses, radishes, &c., require very thorough washing. Bat a fine, freshly-gathered lettuce should be only well rinsed, shaken, and well wiped with a soft cloth, then shred into small pieces. You can add, according to taste, cresses of any kind, or radishes scraped and sliced, also beet-root, and, if desired, spring-onions, chopped fine. A few fresh-gathered leaves of green mint are by many people esteemed a great improvement. If you do not care to make a regular salad-dressing, just season lightly with pepper and salt, throw in one tablespoonful of best salad-oil, two of vinegar, and a large teaspoonfal of moist sugar. Mix all well together with the salad-spoon and fork, and serve. 42 IMITATION PRESERVED GINGER. - Wel! scrape and split in halves young yellow carros, and cut them into the shape of the races or cloves of West Indian ginger, as we see it preserved. Parboil them, taking care that they do not break or lose their shape; drain them thoroughly, and let them lie on the back of a sieve all night. Next day weigh them and put them into a stewpan with their own weight of syrup of ginger," which y may obtain from any respectable chemist. Is them simmer very gently over a low fire for four hours. Fill your preserve-pots taking care fairly to apportion both vegetables and syrup. The them down with bladder, and let them stand on the b for three days. This preserve is an excellent sab stitute for the real West Indian importation, which is reckoned so great a delicacy, and is also sa expen sive. It improves by keeping. Oh! my dear Master, tell me how Thy neighbour also must thou love, Our universal plea is "charity;" A flower beside the bed of pain, To bring a gleam of joy to grief, No pride. no envy, no unseemly way, A veil cast over a statue rare To give a poorer friend IMOGINE. Holding back all that would injure, BLACK DWARF. In Charity I think you'll find ANNA ELIZA. Long-suffering, she envieth not, MUSK. The sweet, meek-faced daughter of love and mercy, whose hand smooths the rugged path of misery, and sheds light over that of the desolate; whose smile chases the shadow from the brow of sadness, and whose gentle voice is never raised to speak evil of others, but rather to commend the good she may I find on the earth.-HoPE DOUGLAS. A diamond which loses its value in proportion as it is obtruded on the public gaze.-A prayer in secret for those who have wronged us.-The brightest jewel in the casket of virtue-The act of giving and forgiving.--Looking on the faults of others with the same eyes we look on our own.-A celestial fountain, whose spring is never dry." And now abideth Faith, Hope, and Charity, but the greatest of these is Charity."-FORGET-ME-NOT. The fullness of Christian love; the bond of peace on earth, linking us with heaven. The blessing of time, and the essence of eternity.-DE LA SAUX. Endowing a hospital.-Thinking well of our fellow-creatures, and sincerely wishing to do them good.-HORACE. A veil of matchless beauty, woven with the threads of faith and love, whose lustrous colours are reflected upon those who throw it around their fellow-creatures.-LOLA. A stream meandering from the fount of Love. That which suffereth long, and is kind. EMMA S. P. To relieve the sick and distressed in time of need -To teach politeness to the churlish boor. ZINGARA. Christian principle put out to good interest. ESA Little Jane giving ber nosegay to Ruth.-Ruth sharing her dinner with the widow's sick child.Susie giving the shilling she has saved up to buy a doll to a shivering child in the street.-IVY GREEN, The beautiful mantle we throw over another's defects. That which is slow to blame, and swift to praise. A healer of breaches.-EMILY. TRIPLE DEFINITION. Two religious papers of different views showing every brow, making its best adorument and pecu each other up.-FRANK FRANCIS. A crystal stream flowing from celestial founts, watering and fertilising the bare places of the earth.-MILDRED HEATHCOTE. A heaven-born virtue, which, properly exercised, illumines this vale of tears with celestial light. E. LAMPLOUGH. The bestowing of a copper on a blind beggar. The most gracious feeling of the heart, one we shall do well to cultivate more and more.-The fruits of self-denial.-The widow's mite.-MURIEL. WORDS COMbined. Religion is a tree, whose root is Faith, whose stem is Hope, and whose fruit is Charity.-Esa. Though we may not have faith in the words of a liar, yet let us have charity towards him, and hope that he may mend his ways.-HOMO. Through life's brief journey here below It opens wide for us the portals of that " city will "Faith" is the key by which we enter heav out foundations, whose builder and maker is God." "Hope" is the pair of white wings which bears upward in our journey through life, carrying over mountains, and lifting us out of deep waters And Love, or "Charity," is the halo that surrounds liar charm the halo from which emanates an their unsightliness, and become imbued with o dying radiance, in whose effulgence objects lee thing of its own sweet purity and light. But whe we reach the confines of the eternal city, the fr fathomable abyss of Time, for we shall need t white wings will unloose and drop into the no more. All difficulties will be surmounted whe our home is reached. The strong iron key which once opening for us the pearly gates of the King' palace, opens them for ever, and will be no long necessary. But the pure, beautiful glory, encircling every human brow, and gleaming deep di every human heart, we shall carry with us, ther to shine more and more unto the perfect day." Faith and Hope are finite, and have accomplish their mission when they bring us to "the haves where we would be;" but Charity is infinite, an becomes a part of that eternity, "which was, and is, and is to be;" and each redeemed spirit since departed could tell us, were it permitted t revisit the scene of its earthly pilgrimage,-- H took me into His banquetting-house, and His b ner over me was Love." "And now abideth Fa Hope, and Charity. These three-but the GREATEST of these is Charity."-DAISY H. A principal summit of the Andes. f. A town in Chinese Tartary, 9. A town in the north of England. The initials will give the name of a weed y extensively used, and the finals the name of the man who introduced it into England.— HORACE. 123. My first is a metal, my second an artizan, ur whole a well-known British poet.-HORACE. 124. My first was oft by mitred priests On Jewish altars slain, Now armed in warlike panoply, It ploughs the ocean main. |