Vincennes Gazette, Volume 4, Number 9, Vincennes, Knox County, 2 August 1834 — Page 1

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VINCENNES GASBTTS, Published even Saturday, 22 3 Daisys -i-iSJa Terms 5:2 50, if paid during the yeur. is 2 (Jo. if paid in advance. 00, if not paid during the year. ,S I 25, for ix mouths. Papers discontinued only at the option of the publisher wliile arrcuriiares nrc due. f -"-Advertisements making one ?uarn ir less will he inserted three times for one dollar, and twenty-five cents for every subsequent insertion ; lonirer advertisement in the same ratio. Advertisements sent without orders, will in nil caes, he inserted untd foibid, and charged accordingly. Such articb s of produce, n nrc used in a family, will be received in payment for sub scriptions, at the market price, delivered m in tenuis. IF I JJlJJ-iHJP.JM J.1 Jl 'I. 1 'J x QUi.vci: ti:i:s. In the spring of 1C23, 1 procured some trees of the orange or apple quince, and fet them in rather moist, rich soil. They nil lived, and as they were of good size, soon commenced bearing. I paw an article in pome work recommending coal .dust, or the dirt from the bottom of a coal pit, to he put around quince tree?. I tried the experiment, and it succeeded equal!) to my most sanguine expectations. While my trees were doing well, a neighbor suggested (he plan of manuring tiee, and (like the man who was well, but took medicine to be better) I manured my tree but not long after discovered worms or grubs in them, near the top of the ground, and in cutting them out, injured the tiees po much that they all died but one; that id as poor piekly one . The next year, 1825, I set other quinces of the fame port, and have kept t l.e coal dust around them altogether, and the result is, the trees are uncommonly thrifty, good bearer0, produce very large and lair fruit, and I have seen no appearance of the grub. dirt , pay once in away the old rli el or two of fresh . From the j'e:v York Farmer. Hints and Ueceipis in IJomeslic .tjairs.

M v id an is t a I ene W the ' . ' """g " i f i op in uiy u l m- mi u iy. m. i nu n .1 uiintuiun I'lti'.t, ) piai i to VOU the source of the enfinrr anil mir- Vlin'r ,.. I I..., n ir,f I C. ' ., il.uro' nr,l,,! r.,..

two e,ir.-, nisi scr b mandizinir of the Pi unswir kers ? TIipv InsUn ;ri .n,i .,, it t!f.r Tnm tint 1 ul...n;nt.l in moot na "

n, anu puumg on a uusii-- . i fir:r.i- l.o.,..,, , m coo l!(.paml.n. iut o t.i('-,.n . v r.,lrl

baked beans area very simple dish, ! times a day, and double as much on a Sun-j a beautiful young angel, spick nnd span yet few cook them well. They shouldjday, thev'd pine away into the clay underiout of heaven ; and Puch an angel as 1, that

le put in cold water, and hung over the J fire, the night before they are baked. In the morning, they should be put in a colander, and rinsed two or three times ; then again placed in a kettle, with the pork you intend to bake , covered with water, and kept scalding hot for an hour or mor e. A pouml of pork is quite enough for a quart of beans, and this is a large dinner for a common family. The rind of pork should be slashed.

There is more deception in geese than:or,ly for something or other that happens '"

in any other kind of poulty. The follow-j to ye, just a you're nearly perfect, and : to her f.'-r her iroodness, I was bound to ing remarks are applied to them; but I whips you off with a lla in your ear. i treat her respectfully. there are other signs more infallible. If Orh! then, if vou could only mend your-' Xever a woid he ai l to that but puta young goose, the cavity under the wmgj5plvo?, what a beautiful race of black-!liri her finj?er, that was as white as a is very tender; it is a bad sign if you can-; gUanp ye'd be; that would want neither . cl,,,vin, and as taper a a sparrow gras. not, with very little trouble, push y our ( ,ne me:it nor lfl0 imUermi)k, and tlial'd (1pOI, h'e r little mouth, she shook her head, linger directly into the besh. 'I here is , ue as nlJ as the hills every morning ve'd ; an(J WaIkeI on before me There she another means by which you may decide ?cc th Kra53 growing. There ye'd all ' went, uithnut making the least noise Just whether a goose be tender , if it be frozen t e, c, the day of judgment, as hearty aslag jf j,er fectfor like yourelve the or not. Pass the bead of a piu along the a Uve of ,,pe9f yntlr ray hnir twist. ; u we.r no ?ho;a. WPro ma(!e of ve.lbreast, or sides and if the goose be young. ; P(1 tJnwn in0 ,)rerche, afi top Loots tovct. Well, I thought I'd follow her in the

uie sini win iir, u.vc uut: j.upei uuu-,

knife. 'won't be Methuselah? every one, whenit,y0 over rne, the first step I took 1 trip - Something may be judged concerning! you fcnow you could live if you lik'd it Led up an old basket that was lyino- on

uik oi i i;ui;se uy mc uu. iv-'.ess oi im:. web between the toes. W! K:n VOUng, till: is tender and tranu'rerA ; it grows coars er and harder will) time. There are various ways of deciding about tbe age of poultry, If the bottom of the breast bone, which extends down oeveen.ne ,g,, ,t is -a s.gn of youth; if slid, the poultiy Isold. if young, the legs are lighter, ... . i ,i i i i a,tr l mwl tlio font rln tint liinl,- cn n;iril illll i i .i. i : i i . . I .. I ...... 1.4 w ....... , i worn , ... . Cider cake is very goon, 10 oe naKtu in small loaves. One pound and a halt oh flour, halt a pound ol sugar, quarter ol a . .,

pound of butter, half a pint o! cider, Kiern:in woia Unil her pitcher to Kittv aooi a washed clean with Co'r k wliis-' Nicholas, you see St. Peter spoke civil teaspoonful of pearlash; spice to yonr;,,,;, expecting she'd return it when!.ev ;t was ao pcn(y jn the place) nor tolto him, for peace and'qnietness.J to make taste. Pake till it turns eap.ly m the,, ()one wi(l jt rnt thc Pro,e5tant9 j f ' mv leave to taste the shins ofR ,5i!'Ie I'C0P,e 5 abo,,t hindering the

. ,4- . -i pans, I should think about hail an Hour. Black Veils. Most persons, when they

wish to wash their black crape veils, u-e lock: so now they trump up their spurivinegar. Washed in coffee, or rubbed 03 books to u', that have the real books w ith a cloth wet with coffee, gives thetna of our own, and that never had any other.

more glossy , black, brighter appearance. Bombazine dresses are cleaned in the fame way. Coffee is belter than vinegar, as it has less tendency to decompose the coloring matter. JN. I'. Farmer. scaiij.?; HOGS. A gentleman of experience and observation tleircs us to make known, for the benefit of farmers, a tmd prnctised by bim of scalding bogs. Instead of putting cold water or ashes in Mm Lot water, as is generally practiced, lie washes the hog in cold water previous to scalding it. It matter? not bow hot the water may be with which the hog is scalded, if cold water be (irsl used in D .1 i 4i. I. .. :- .. k,. .. L-... . IV tliG way preicnueu, me imn ia uv mm n .n with ease and neatness. No danger need tin apprehended of tbe hair becoming fel, us is often the ca'c when thi9 mode is, not resorted to, owing to n particular lemertvtro of (be water The gentleman who comtijJc rted to in this mode, says he has practiced" for mure than 0 years, and has not daring th'it lime, expert enced any (litiicully in scaldinghogs. Jn dressing a young pig lor roasting, lie first ,ip3ii in cold water, and then in h it, by which pfijct'ss he is enabled to remove tbe hair with fjje least possible trouble. Wyoming Ihrald.

Don't l.e unking Rich a noise over ver alter swallowing love powder?, when j little finger, bring me up again, ju"t as if! obliged (e eat a ral,"er of I aeon for dinthere, shutting and opening that door,!the weather's going to he uncommon hot.; I ivu a greyhound, and couldn't help my-! r.er,' because he can't not a I it nf fUi, or

wime m it ear i ti?. us hart or t Jt" word of God to be spread amonyt e. when it's chewing tobacco, and spoiling your mouths ve are. instead of !i-teninr tome. Shut your teeth, Jemmy Finn, or

the (lie? will get down your throat, and jdteaming for rain, hail, or snow, or finejshe; "say nothing, hut make the pign of bother your stomach entirely. Now, can 'weather, or any thing o' the kind; for he 'the cros, and look, and you shall see."' any of ye tell me hat's the reason that, jean get them at anytime for the bare Whoo! away flew the trees and the when you've nothing to eat which, God j asking o1 them : no, he dreams for a vor- bank, just as if they were bii d-. and in a help you, is no fault of your own youjtex, or a cornucopia; and them are mys-j minute more I saw, at a great distance, two don'tdie for want of nourishment ? Ther e's j tei ies that you know nothing at all about. J gentlemen coming towards me down the a puzzler for you, Jem Neale, big as you I The night before the meeting that was ! lane. I thought they were gentlemen are! " (last Tuesday (how is your head now, when they were far off; but as they got

Now jtrst turn that problem in your : ... . . . . . heads, while I'm seeii.g whether 'be water is drying out of my new coat; sure enough its the only one 1 have A pause of wonder in the chapel, while

the priest descends from the altar toseejtbe u'as a dr op of l'rofesfant poison in after his coat. It i? evident, from the i 5 he whiskey you know they stop at noth-j

ccnrusiori vrsime in the laces ol the audience, that the problem is a poser. The priet returns 1 Well, there's never a one among ye can find out the reason of the life that's in ye, in spite of the starvation. Sure, that's the use of the priest, to show you what you can't see of jioui selves. Did you ever hear of the moving beg? It walked over Cavau and Armagh, dripping rain the whole way, ami sorrow a clod cf turf j on it belonged to the Orangemen. The j caue of that is as plain as the blossoms on Pat Duggan's ugly nose. You never knew ot a moving begot real Catholic I lurt. No such thing. And that's . tie rea son why the starvation doesn't kill ye. ! Put just try your hands upon the Pible turn over to the methodists and then see how a mouthful of cold wind will do you j for your breakfasts. Once you think off fasting and turning Protestants, you're I done for as neat and clean as if Ould Nick v as drilling you through and through with f they know well enough, the spalpeens, 1 although they won t acknow ledge it, that

M IPI linl nn .-pp I 1 npsn t that evnnnni .!. I tl..,.l I . : . .. ' I ei '1 M .,:,... I

;the true faith isn t in them, ami that, itjyouwere to iret a new set of eves, anil

they didn t feed like crammed fowls, six ; their feet. Put that isn't the way with

the true church. The faith keeps you fore. up. Didn't the .Saviour of the world starve; "The top o' morning to you, ma'am!" himself forty days and nights, to show Say s I, for she was a lady -one of the ould you the way to glory? and sure there's:?ort "it's welcome you are to me this many a one of you didn't pass bite or sup 'blessed day." for months upon months together, and the j "Father Tom," says she, shaking me never a worse you are for it in the end.; by the hand as friendly as if she knew me There's nothing can kill a Catholic but jail her life. "I want you to come out and Ins own bad works. The soul of me , take a walk with me " doesn't know but vou'd all live far ever,! "And uhat'll von takp. ma'am." save I.

a,COVPr vour hl,!es. hhame upon ye, thai j n n 1 1 j tbere wonhin t te a living soul m the world but Alderman Pradley King, cocked up nn the back of an ass, to direct you on the road to purgatory. Think o' that. and pay your dues, and there s no tear o you. j Vnn rr.mcmli(ir llid nthor rhv thnl the ' " i j t i r.ihle-men challengrerl us to come to the (-ore jn ( (( fhe Scriptnres. TllP, , (i " c i.- nrovf a cUr mud wanleS p" sce 10 Prov e -13 clear an muo . . ... - . .

that t tie notes were written witn ine;.,,i

; wrong end of a pen, and that they had a much light to the Old and New I esta mer,f as xv-e that had them from the be - - , .. . . . . . f IV - ." - - - - - 7 - - . - . , ; iro,p,lant!l. slg Mollvii ' . ' t rna d e a bad ue of the loan, and got other ! Scrijdures made from the pattern, just a? j you would get false kevs made to pick a

It's no wonder we are careful of them. forj,iowtl to "pjn, Murphy's, to spend the day j for nothing. It isn't for me to go to conwe were treated eo badly when w e lent j (.ja y j ine. ,jr,.. There ye're out ; the j fession, and get absolution, now that I'm them in pure friendship, that it would he!itnor"ftj wouldn't offer to cross the threshold a real Catholic, and an Irishman into the

no sin in us to burn 'em altogether, for jf door, for fear of soiling her Spanish bargain, I can't stand by and see such murfear we'd make such born fools of oui-itt,Uier dancing-pumps,, that she carried ; der going on under my very eyes. Now,

selves again. You know I didn't go to the mepting, boy; and may be ynu thought it mighty odd that I staid at home, and let Father udv iro in mv place. Put I'll soon show you the meaning o' that; although one priest at a time is enough f r a regiment of paints, and Father Audy is no bad fist at a contioversy. Indeed, Father Audv, vou needn't look down at your shoes, as if the strings wanted lying; br it's a vicar you o'llit to be, and I a bishop, if every body had hi- i ights . It was a dream I had that kept me from ujoing. Now, when a priest condescends to dream, you may be sure there's something sroi !". to happen. The as doesn't bray unless there's to be rain; the corns on your little toe pinch you for rain, too;

land the duks wander about as if they

( .'iki lusi 1 1 've i nai is u i" 1 " 1 with this diflcrence thai the wonder o ! the world, instead of a paltry pud. He or a ishower, or a splitting heat, is coming up Jon you. A priest wouldn't waste his time Father Audy?) we were sitting, Father j i ... . . I 11.1 -.

Auuy ami myseii, seining an me pomis akiiij iick mmsen, ur.u u;e oiner was M. that were to be unravelled the next day.ll'eler. Sure I might have known them I don't know how it was, hut for the soul : both by the smell: for the deil smelt

,"f me I couldn't persuade myself but that ' ing so 1 was resolved to see it out, and, then ifl found that they poisoned me, to, work a miracle upon myself that would ! frighten them out of their wits. With j this pious resolution, Father Audy and: myself penetrated to the very bottom of; the only two or tiuee bottles we had ; and

tJien, as well as we could, considering thejter, who hasn t the least pride, was just

poison, went to sleep. You may be surejdressed as lam, in broad-cloth, and look- I that I was determined that ifl awoke, and jed for all the world like a parish priest. ' found myself dead , not to lose a minutejAnd a well looking saint he is; a line,!

nr,ll ' d br ing myself to life again, extract 'be poison, aud send it in a letter to Dr. Doyle. wasn t over an iiour in bed, iviien

' nougnl I heard somebody calling, "1 at he r , own pa 1 1 on smut is at the top ot the I is-t. Murphy." ;A!I he wants is a bunch of keys to make "That's me," says I; "who wants me?" j him complete. "Only a friend of your's, Father Tom," ! Juat as they were corning down upon says the voice. me, as 1 thought, St. Peter stopped sud"It's lucky you're come," says 1, think-, denly, and, putting his hand on the devil's mt? U'1S daylight; "for if you'd been arm, cried out t've minutes later, you miffbt be groping! "Now, if you please, we'll just talk that

for me at the fair of A thy ." may save yourselves the trouble of cues-

-ping, for you couldn't guess who it was ifjwas a member of Parliament

think until you were stone-blind. It was have seen bushels of them, never saw be before vou fr,)?' for. as 1 was beholden Siime manner: but, a- if there was an evil ,kp o-ronnd. and (hp anrrel tnrnnifr one look at me, as much as to say, "'What's coming over you, that you're making such a clatO 7- r 'Iter, Father Torn?" shook her pretty little :i, md nt me an,i then, with a beautiful! laugh all over her face, walked on again, asil nothin7 at all bad hannpnpd o ii needn't tell you what strange places upnt lh u isn?l f()r Q be i . i - r r i i ,)9infr your senses, tninkuig of green fields, " - 1 ti r ' here every rl aisv was a two-and-six , - - . penny bit, and the cow-slips were all gold lye to be thrusting your dirty faces O lilt")' iif. i ; i i t I t rl I I v ' I 7 . tlllil I I i C 1 ' a I i I I 1 1, r 1 illl I 1 1 . I i oil .,;,u lA.f.i.o.i ,u Hill (13. nn ruiii.ii iu ivii-on tui. ami um- i

hcGf am ,he ,JU, turkies that were wait-!110'

ing to be cat up on the tables, that "the :ngel and I uw, as we went along. Put where do you think we got to at last? Now I'll hold a noggin of melted butler to a farlhinc candle, that vou think we went n her hand, in the regard that she wouldn't .uird,, nn ,p,U. A, tn pUthe angels never Play any thing but Lckgammon and the ii vilmgers j ami ,t's thenelvesthat'd give you tlie whole . ...i i,- ... tark of cards, and beat vou as hollow as St. Patrick beat the sea serpent off the

rock of Ca.-hel. very poor, because the Pible-meri make It is wonderful how murdering fast the them pay lithe; and then, when Luster same angels can walk. I couldn't see a 'and Christmas come round, they've always -Ii in of light, for the hurry I was in fol-jthe ready excuse that the proctor took lowing her. The trees, and the topazes, ' their pig-, and their poultry, and their and the brick houses danced up and down ti kins of butter. Il Fathei Tom had his in my eyes, as I whirled along after her;'deservings, he'd have all tl. tithes to not but that I often wanted to stop and : himself, and be rolling in his carriage, draw my breath, when she'd turu sudden ! Instead of that he hu3 hardly a drop to

popular game of cards among tho Irish,! wn, aUo, by the luiiue of li ve-and-tcri. I know

on me. and with one whittle through hpP

'"c mi-. At last we came to a dark place, where there was nothing but trees, and a bi; hank covered over with iibbed grass and j potatoe-blospoms . "Slop there," . near me, J found out that one of them was A l l T -II- 11- l.l . strong of sulphur, and St. Peter had a breath coming out of his nose that was as like the smell of burned turf as the steam that comes out ol Mrs. Larkin's whiskey boiler. The devil was dressed, a became him, like a Peeler, with a terr ible sword by his side, and a club-foot sticking up behind like a bull's horn. And may be lie hadn't a bible under his arm, and a bundle of tracts in his hand. Put St. Pecomely man as vou'd meet in a day's ! walk. I don't know any saint in the calen dar equal to him for manners and yentili-j l,(.v, except si. I'atricK. io be sure our j little matter over that we were speaking Nick, with as much impudence as if he "Then, first of all." paid St. Peter, "nut down the book and the tracts, and answer mo one question7 "Twenty, if you like." answered the devil, putting the book upon the grouud, and the tracts one by one over it. "What religion are you?"'' said St. Peter, looking him full in the face, as if he'd read the soul that was inside of him Put (he ould boy didn't seem to like that question, and was for shuttling it off, when St. Peter put it to him again, in such a mantier as he was forced to answer it, whether he would or not. "I'm a Pi ote-t.itit, to be sure," replied the devil, at last; and he coloured scarlet up to the very efs as he ppokp it, as if he was a-hamed of owning it to St. 1 eter. 'That's all I wanted to have from your own lips," said St. Peter, "because as J often heard that ihe devil can quote Scrip ture for his own purposes, 1 was determined to find out where he got the learning. Now, sit down here beside me, quiet and easy, and tell me a little more thai I want to hear from you.' Down they both sat upon the sod, the devil looking as if he didn't half like it; 'but being afraid to disoblige St. Peter, on ! account "of the gr eat power he has over him through the means ol (be churcti. nkm . , "How is Martin Luther?" said St. Pe ter, after a little. "Indeed, he's no worse than be was," replied the devil; he has as much Newcastle coal over him as 1 can spare." You know, boys, the coal is dear at this season of the ear "1 think it's almost time to tell the poor Catholics," said St. Peter, "how that fellow betrayed them, and how it was that Ithe Reformation was only a ruction of

,.i!King Henry the Eighth's, in the regard

4-. I, ...... llint H, WArtf l',".HO ll'nll dn1! li 3 HCj lllcll UIU ;UFW1 A- "J' . allow him to put her away; for you know - very well that its all your doings, Mr Church.'' ''Then what would vou have me do. St. Peter?'' answered the devil; "sure if 'n't it wasn't for the Pible people, I would have a born creature to keep me company, land all the brimstone would be burnt out ; here's l-V.ther Tom, as decent a man as .11 I , , ,l , nd t hat's sa v in- more than if I was to search all over the earth 1 lor the likes of him - he Wasn't as much to live upon as Sir Ihuxourt Lees feeds one r, ,. im. vn. pp. of his horses with. The people, you see, ' don't take it to heart, but pretend to be A t Police man row, oi

. wt hi lmo . ,.,,r? mnnv'a r..,. t

a uj.'isp ot cabbage lor love or monev. Now tell the honept truth, and no sharno to you isn't this meeting, that's to take place to-morrow, entirely instigated by yourself, that the Uible-pccpJe "may get a heap of money out of 1 lie pockets of th poor Catholics?" 'Til tell no lie about it," said Ould Nick ; -its entirely a child of my own." 'Mind that, Father Tom," said St. Peter, in a whisper, winking over slily at me. "And tell me also, Mr. Nicholas," said he, "didn't they put some ugly drops into Father Tom's little cruiskeen, that they might prevent him from going to lha meeting house to expose them?" "You're too haul upon me," said tho devil, scratching his head, as if he didrt know what to say ; ''but, if I was to speak the truth, I don't think there's one amongst them but would poison the priest, root and branch." "And wouldn't it be the sin of the world for Father Tom to waste his time making speeches, and argufy ing ith them, when it's of no manner of use at all; and when you know very well, that, the more he'd talk to them, the worse thev'd be afterand that all they'd do would be to pick up knowledge, that would fall from him as plentiful a blackberries in summer. and then co about the country Iassin" it IoiTas their own?" "I'll have no more to do with you,' said the devil, getting in a great passion. and taking up tbe Pible and the tracts; "you wouldn't leave me a skieen to put on rne, if you could: so I'll follow my own way, and go home and write advertisements fur another meeting, eomewhera elie." "Then 1 advise you," said St. Peter, "never to have n meeting in FatherTom' neighborhood again; for you see you're defeated this time, and will be, as long a your head is hot." With that, St. Peter put up his finger to his nose, and after nodding his head at me, got up cn horseback on a horse that was waiting for him, and rode off, leaving the devil in a dolderum behind him. Jtut at that moment there was a roar like an earthquake--every thing seemed as if it was pwimming round and round, and I couldn't fee the devil, or any one ebe, for the smoke and, with a terrible start, a if I got a blow on the head, I awoke out of my sleep; and there was Shanas, the conk, shaking me as if lie thought 1 was in a trance . 9 "Get up, Father Tom,1' eays he, "if you're alive; you're asleep since lastnight, and that's nearly two days ago. The Pible men are all gone off to Limerick, and there's not a soul in the placehut's breaking all the windows of the Orance justices of the peace." "Fie upon you, Shanus!" says I, "and is that the way you come to fcpoil ray beautiful dream ?" Isn't my dream out now, boys? and i it anv wonder, after the warning I had from St. Peter, that I didn't think of going to the meeting? Sorrow a Bible man you'll never see in the spot again, mark my words; and that's better than all the palaver of speeches you'll hear from this day forward till the hour of your deaths. Amen. A ISIUTiSII AMAZON'. The eccentric Lady IleMer Stanhope so long a resident in the Kasl, on being visited by a recent traveller, and advised to return to her native country , havinglost much of her influence over the Turkish Pashas of Syria from the diminution of her means to biibe them, thus expressed her determination, and described her dangers: "As to leaving this country. I VPUr ad vice is in vain ; 1 never will return j to England. 1 am encompassed by perils ; I am no stranger to them; I have suliereu shipwreck off the coast of Cyprus; have had the plague here; I have fallen from my horse, npar Acre, and been trampled on by him; I have encountered the robbers of the desert, and w hen my servant quaked , I have galloped in amongst them, and forced them to be courteous; nnd i when a horde of plunderers were break 'im? in at my gate, sallied cut amongst them, sword m hand, and utter convincing them that, had they been inclined, they could not hurt me, f fet! them at my gate, and they behaved like thankful beggars. Here am 1 destined to remain; that which is written in the Great Pook of life, who may alter? It is true, I am surrounded by perils; its true am at war lh Uu Vi mce of the Mountains and the Pasha o I am at war witu tno f Ac. e ; ,t is ve ry true my enemies are capab!e of assassination ; but .1 1 ,e .h. my fall shall be a blody one I ha, e plenty of aims good Damascus blades, 1 gob, 5 "ae no guns; n d while 1 h ive an arm to wield a hanjar, the-e barren rocks shall have a banquet of slaughter, befoie my face looks, black in the presence of my enemies JVen; Cement. Tbe bite conquest of Algiers by the French Las made known a cement used in the public works of that city. It is composed of two parts of ashes, three of clay and one of sand This composition, called by tl o Moors, Fabbi, being again mixed w ith oil, resists tbe inclemencies of the wtatbtr better tliuti aiaible ittlf.-2't ja t'lur.