Mr. Green ascended with a balloon this week mounted on
a pony suspended in the place of a car. If the pony had any ideas on the subject of his strange position—perilous without any con- ceivable utility—what a consummate ass he must have thought his rider ; and how cordially he must have condemned the perversity which united, in the species on his back, such daring and ingenuity, with such wanton, objectless folly ! The name with which these idiotcies are sanctioned is one which it would be difficult to make a pony comprehend—they are styled curiouq. It is curious to send up a horse into the clouds, where a horse never was before, because it is where a horse never was intended to be, and where a horse can answer none of the equine purposes. It was curious too, in the beginning of ballooning, to send up cats and dogs and hares for the same excellent philosophy. There was, however, a more questionable feeling than this childish notion of the curious in the matter. The idea of the peril to the life of a creature, added in fact to the excitement of the spectator, and made an ingredient in his idle enjoyment, which he would be shocked to analyse.
The Times, in giving an account of an attempted suicide, says that " Martin, the warden of Blackfriars Bridge, observed a young female, very respectably dressed, walking in rather a questionable manner." We would fain understand what is a questionable manner of walking
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