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The first stone of this beautiful bridge was laid on the 1st of Oct. 1827, by the Marquis of Westminster. It was opened in Oct. 1832 by Her present Majesty, then the Princess Victoria.

The bridge consists of one main arch, with a small dry arch over the towing path on each side. The span of this arch is said to be wider than that of any other that has ever been constructed. It is two hundred feet across.

This bridge makes a beautiful entrance into the old City of Chester. The ancient castle, with the late noble additions made in connection with it, containing barracks, court-houses, the county jail, &c. makes a fine feature in the scenery.


This is the time of year to be very careful about catching cold; for at the beginning of winter it is not so easy to get rid of a cold, as it is in the warmer part of the year; a cold taken at the beginning of the sharp weather will sometimes last during the whole of the winter, and often lead to very serious consequences. The cold, therefore, must be watched in its beginning. Take good care to keep the feet warm and dry; or if they get wet, put on dry shoes and stockings as soon as you get home. Do not let the feet be cold long together, if you can help it: an additional short stocking or sock drawn on, will do more good than the fire towards restoring warmth. Something of this kind is very desirable in bed, when the feet are cold. Nobody can sleep well when the feet are cold; and few things are more liable to bring on illness than allowing the feet to remain cold for a long time together. When a cold first appears, it is good to put the feet into a pail of warm water, and keep them there for five or ten minutes on going to bed. This will often cause perspiration, and prevent fever, and it can do no harm. The bed in such cases should be warmed. A common cold, if properly managed, will generally go off in a few days. It must, however, be treated according to circumstances. If at the beginning of a cold, there is a slight soreness of the throat, or stiffness of the neck, put a piece of flannel round the neck, and sleep in it; and in common cases, the pain will soon be removed from that part, even though the cold continues. If there is pain about the chest, and the cough seems to come from the lungs, our old prescription is the best that we know of; it is nothing more than a piece of wash-leather, not too thin, but soft, and of a substance enough to keep well in its place. This after being well warmed by the fire, that all dampness may be driven away, must be laid across the chest, and worn day and night. It produces a warmth, that in a short time, drives away the cold from the chest, and prevents many of the bad consequences which may arise from the cold settling on so dangerous a part. Some people recommend a piece of thick coarse brown paper, to be worn next the skin. This is easily got at by every body, and there is a vast deal of warmth in it. We know a gentleman who wears this all the winter: he calls it his invisible great coat.

Our hints only apply to the treatment of colds at their beginning, and are indeed more for prevention of serious mischief, than for its remedy. V.



Sir,— I guess, by some of the papers in your late numbers, that your visits have been in the same parts of the world in which I have myself been lately travelling; and, if the sight of the country has struck you in the same way that it did me, you will not object to put into your book a hint for the Cheshire farmers. I dare say you have found, as I did, a great deal that was good in Cheshire, besides the cheese; and, if I were to pretend to give advice as to the management of a Cheshire dairy, I should only get laughed at for my pains. But what I complain of is the sad slovenly appearance of some of the fields, which to me was particularly striking, after seeing the beautiful corn-fields in the Isle of Thanet without a weed in them. The farmers, too, in Cambridgeshire, and Essex, and other corn countries find that it

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answers well to have the wheat well hoed and cleaned in its early stage, and cannot bear to see docks and thistles coming up with the corn. Now, Sir, I really saw some corn-fields in parts of Cheshire where there was such crops of weeds that there was scarcely any room left for the corn. It is true that this is not much of a corn country; but yet if it is worth while to grow corn at all, it is worth while to try to manage it so as to have a good crop. This surely may be done: for some of the cultivators of land have their fields in as good order as other people; and it is the more mortifying to see that, in any place, there should be the loss and the waste belonging to bad husbandry. When these slovenly crops were cut down this season, there were more green weeds than stalks of corn in some of them; and these require so much drying, that in a ticklish season the crop is in great danger of being spoiled, by being so long exposed to the risk of rain* The Cheshire farmers, it is true, chiefly depend on their grazing land, where the large dairies of cows enable them to produce those fine cheeses, so well known in the world. But even their grass fields often look very slovenly, sadly overspread with thistles, and other coarse weeds. I understand that an opinion exists, in the neighbourhood, that milch cows do better in this rough sort of pasture, than in a more clean and cultivated field. I do not understand how this can be; but, at any rate, a cornfield cannot be better for being choked with nettles and thistles, and all sorts of rubbishing weeds. In travelling along the road this autumn, I saw large crops of thistles growing by the road side, all full of seed, ready at the first high wind, to be blown all over the neighbouring fields, so that, if one farmer had been taking great pains to cleanse his own corn fields, he would soon have a fresh sowing from the roadside to insure him a fine crop of thistles for the next year. Surely this might be easily prevented, and it would be well worth the while of all the landholders to agree each to mow down the thistles adjoining his own field, and thus prevent one cause of the slovenly state of the fields, which has so disturbed my organs of neatness, I am Sir, Your constant reader, Agricola.

Anecdote Of A Parrot.

A Family residing in the Isle of Mali, on the coast of Scotland, had kept a parrot for many years; it was caught in that part of the Western world where the Spanish language was spoken. In its old age, and shortly before its death, another parrot was brought from the same distant country, and when this stranger spoke, it was in a language different from that which our parrots generally speak. The old bird knew it to be the language of its own early days, the Spanish. This incident, and the end of the aged bird, was put into poetry by Thomas Campbell, Esq., who heard the account in the Isle of Mull, from the family to whom the bird belonged. It is an extraordinary instance of the power of memory in birds.



The deep Affections of the breast,

That bear'n to living things imparts,
Are not exclusively possess'd
By human hearts!

A parrot from the Spanish main,

Fall young and early caged, came o'er
With bright wings to the bleak domain
Of Malta's shore.

The spicy groves where he had won

His plumage of resplendent hue,
His native fruits, and skies, and sun,
He bade adieu!—

For these he changed—the smoke of turf-—

A heathery land and misty sky.
And tum'd on rocks and raging surf
His golden eye.

Bat, petted in our climate cold,

He lived and chatter'd many a day;
Until with age, from green and gold,
His wings grew grey.

At last when blind and seeming dumb—

He scolded, laugh'd. and spoke no more;
A Spanish stranger chanced to come
To Malta's shore.

He hail'd the bird in Spanish speech;
The bird in Spanish speech replied;
Flapp'd round his cage with joyous screech,
Dropp'd down and died.

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