violently through the chest and lungs and out at the
back, and is as violently withdrawn with a
peculiar twist, whence come suppuration, painful
gasping for breath, and all manner of horrid
accompaniments. Now it has impaled the
intestines, producing strange complication.  Now
it has pierced the lower extremity of the heart,
and, curious to say, the victim has lived five
days.  The spine comes in, too, for its share of
injury.  A bullet skims through the body,
smashes the lower vertebrae of the column,
makes its escape the other side. The bones
come away in little pieces. The new Minié ball
has, we are told, the useful property of shivering
the bone into numberless splinters and
fragments. The conical point acts as a wedge, and
the scattering of the splinters adds much to the
inflammation.  So the dismal catalogue runs on.

The real horrors of war are played out to the
utmost on the hospital pallet when the theatrical
business is all over.

  HOW TO MAKE MONEY.

WE have had a great many guides and
teachers in the art of money-making; but none
so practical and straightforward as Mr. Edwin
Freedley, U.S. One Thousand Chances to make
Money has that gentleman given to an
undeserving public; and we have not heard of any
one, including himself and his publisher, who has
been a penny the richer.  A thousand chances
on which to build a colossal fortune, and not so
much as a shantie or a shealing erected?  Surely
something must be amiss! The schemes read
feasible and rational enough, with nothing
impracticable about them: which renders this
neglect more than ever an anomaly in the money-
making British public.  At all events, our
readers shall judge for themselves: and, if a plum
be the result, we shall claim at least the kernel.

Mines, monopolies, contracts, and speculation
in government securities with the advantage of
early information, have been the most celebrated
foundations on which large fortunes have been
raised. No one ever made such successful hits
in the first, as the Spaniards, when they first
possessed South America; and Rothschild has
been, and is still, the lord of the last.
Monopolies were the great sources of middle-age
wealth; and contracts in war-times have
transformed beggars into princes. Slave-trading is
another very profitable speculation.  In fifty
years Brazil made a clear profit of seven
hundred and sixty millions of dollars; and even
now the thirty thousand negroes annually
shipped from Africa to Cuba and the Brazils
represent an annual income of about eleven
millions of dollars.  Slave-raising, again, is a
certain fortune to the raiser; but with these last
two chances we Englishmen, thank Heaven, have
nothing to do.  Speculations in land lots have
been vastly profitable, especially in America, to
which country we may as well state, Mr. Freedley's
book more directly refers. Trading in
furs gave Astor two hundred and fifty thousand
dollars in less than twenty years. Another
chance lies down among the horned and
swinish multitudes.  In Venezuela, and other
portions of South America, thousands of beasts
are annually slaughtered for the sake of their
tallow, hoofs, and hides.  In the mean time,
beefsteaks are eighteen cents the pound in New
York, or one shilling in London, while the bodies
of our horned and bristled friends are left to
decay in the South American fields.  Now, what
Mr. Freedley proposes is this:—that some
enterprising individual should start off to those fields
with a sufficient stock of ferruginous, or iron,
syrup, which syrup "dries up fresh meat so that
it resists the most active effects of putrefaction,"
and could thus supply fresh meat at
sixpence the pound to New York and London.
For, when required for use, if the meat is put
into cold water, it swells out to its original
volume, and has all the colour and odour of fresh
meat.  This, and the making a concentration of
meat, is what Mr. Freedley advises.  Casareep, a
delicious sauce made from the cassava plant,
being also a powerful antiseptic, will preserve
meat, for any length of time, even in the tropics;
and pyroligneous acid, obtained by the destructive
distillation of wood, will not only keep
meat fresh and sweet, but even restore that
which has already begun to decay.  Then, stock-
raising is recommended as a good speculation,
especially "jack raising," which we suppose to
mean the breeding of jackasses.  Again, more
sheep are wanted, both for food and flannel, the
clear returns of which speculation are shown as
indubitably fifty per cent.  Poultry and eggs, too,
are scarcer and dearer than need be: why not
establish extensive heneries, hatch by steam, and
make a fortune while feeding hungry thousands?
A. M. de Sora, near Paris, has made a fortune by
his heneries. He breeds by steam and science,
and feeds on knackers' horses, of which he sells
skin, blood, bones, and hoofs, and thus reduces
the cost of his poultry-food to next to nothing.
He has his twenty-two horses per diem cut into
sausage-meat, seasoned with salt and a little
ground pepper.  This sausage-meat he keeps in
large barrels, always at freezing point, so that
the meat never becomes putrid. The hens eat
it greedily. He fattens them off for three weeks
on crushed grain, and never keeps a hen for
more than four years.  He hatches by steam,
and allows no maternal longings to find expression
in his henery. His hens have only to lay,
eat, and get fat; when their work is done.
They then appear at Véfour's or Les Frères
Provençaux, stuffed with truffles or à  la financière,
and thus attain the highest end and aim of a
hen's ultimate being.  If you want to make a
farm-yard profitable, Mr. Freedley goes on to
say, keep no roosters and allow no nest-eggs;
feed your hens on chopped meat from fall to
spring—say half an ounce daily—and give them
buckwheat instead of corn.

Why should we be limited to cane sugar?
Beetroot sugar, discovered by Margraf so long
ago as 1747, would answer everybody's turn
just as well. But not half enough beetroot