SUNSET.
The vesper door upon its hinge has turned,
And, shutting on tbo world-forsaking sun,
Caught in its close, ’mid vapors pale and
dun,
The glowing hues that on its garments
burned.
Bo the glad sky hath prouder g«ory earned,
Through happy wile, than all the wealth is
won
By day’s unclouded splendor rained upon—
A happy wile, in Nature’s cloisters learned.
Ah! did the monarch dream how grand a
throne
He leaves this side that folded vesper-door,
What rare mosaics tosselate its floor,
And what a pageant to the world is shown,
Well might his bosom blaze with jealousy
For pomps he kindles, but may never see!
William C. Richards , in the Current.
THE CLOAK OF TRUTH.
A ROMANCE FOR YOUNG AND OLD.
In n far-off corner of Eastern India
there lived, in the days when fairies still
visited this earth, a little girl whose name
was Yuddi. Her parents were poor and
had to work hard and continuously to
gain even the small amount on which
Oriental laborers arc able to support life.
Poor little Yuddi'* childhood was not
very full of pleasure. For her were none
of the toys and games that modern skill
and ingenuity have fashioned to make
the season of youth enjoyable.
In the cold season Yuddi was occa
sionally sent to a school presided over by
a wise old Brahmin, Rhasta, who for a
few “pice,” as the smallest native coin is
called, taught his pupils as much as their
brains could absorb in the limited time
they gave to study.
Many people think that India is a land
where great heat prevails the year round.
This is true only of certain of the south
ern parts; but in the north, where there
are some of the highest mountains in the
world, and where farming is carried on
in the valleys between lofty hills or upon
very elevated plateaus, the cold in win
ter, and during the long “rainy season,”
is often intense. Poor Yuddi frequently
suffered much from the bitter weather,
her clothing being thin and scanty, whilo
the walls of the hut and the loosely-fit
ting doorway admitted a great deal of
frosty air.
The dearest wish of her heart was for
a large, warm cloak, in which she could
brave the cold when she was allowed to
go to school, and wrap herself at night.
Often and often she prayed that such a
good gift might be sent to her, but for a
long time in vain. She had heard a great
deal about Fairies who watched over
good children, yet the one who ought to
have attended on her had never made
herself known. With the sweet, trusting
faith of childhood, Yuddi did not give
way to despair, but only strove to be a
better girl, believing that if her guardian
had not come, it was because she had not
deserved the boon.
Late one night, after Yuddi had been
asleep for several hours, she was startled
from her slumber by a voice calling in
the sweetest tones she had ever heard:
“Awake, Yuddi, and see what I have
brought thee!” The child sat up on her
bed of dried rice-leaves, rubbed her
astonished eyes, which at length showed
to her the most beautiful being she had
ever seen. Yuddi knew at once that it
was a hairy. It was not however such a
creature as our Western writers have told
us of, or that we see in pictures or upon
the stage in pantomimes and spectacular
plajs. It was not dressed in white gauze,
nor did it have butterfly-like wings and
a magic wand. No! this was an Indian
Fairy, with a dark olive-tinted skin, and
with bare arms and feet. Round the
body was wound in numerous folds a
scarf of some many-colored material, in
which shone tlycads of gold. The folds
fell almost to the knees, below which
appeared loose trousers of a semi-trans
parent silver gauze. Round her wrists
and ankles were massive rings studded
with gems.
A single diamond, brilliant as the
“Kohinoor” itseif-Queen Victoria’s
richest jewel—glittered on her forehead,
sustained by a narrow fillet of gold. From
this seemed to flow a soft light, which
suffused the hut. Once, when at the
Bazaar, Yuddi had seen a Nautch dancer,
who bore a faint resemblance to the
Fairy. That dancer had been, till now,
her ideal of lieauty, but she saw at once
how surpassingly lovely was the present
visitor. Yuddi was not at all frightened,
but she glanced round with some anxiety
to fee if her parents were awake. They
were sleeping soundly, and Yuddi could
not help feeling glad that she had this
lovely vision all to herself.
I am awake,” she said; “what can
Yuddi, the little daughter of Bi Lings, ,
do to serve you?”
“Nothing, child,” answered the Fairy.
“I am come to serve you. You have
longed for a cloak; sec, I have brought
you one, and she held up before the
girl's delighted gaze the most exquisite
garment she had ever beheld. It was of
the purest white lamb's wool, and round
the collar and edges were embroidered
In letters of gold some of the wisest say.
logs of Brahma.
“Is that really for me, my very own?”
cried Yuddi.
“Yes, my child, if you can keep the
conditions of the gift. This is the ‘Cloak
of Truth,’ and no one must wear it who
does not speak perfect truth. If the
wearer deceives or equivocates, be it
pevsr so little, the word ‘Falsifier’ will
appear on it in letters of flaming acarlet.
Will you take it and wear it?"
Now Yuddi had always been a very
good little girl. Her mother had taught
her how wicked it. was to lie, and the
teaching had gone home. It was not,
however, without some little tremor that
Yuddi answered:
“I will take it, and try to be worthy
to wear it, oh my good Fairy.”
“That is well. I hope you will keep
it long. But there are other conditions
to the gift. If the fatal word appears on
it, you must instantly take it off. Then
the scarlet letters will fade away, and
you must find some one to take it from
you. That person you must watch. If
he or she wears it in truth and purity all
is well; if not, you must seek till you can
discover a proper and faithful owner.
Will you premise to do all this?”
“I will,” replied Yuddi, who was so
determined to deserve to keep the cloak
that the last-named conditions did not
greatly trouble her.
“Then let me place it round your
shoulders; and mav all the Powers of
Good grant you strength long to retain
it.”
With infinite gentleness and tenderness
the Fairy wrapped Yuddi in the cloak
and laid her back upon the rustling
couch. A moment later and all was dark
and still. Lulled by the warmth of her
new covering Yuddi sank almost in
stantly into sleep. When she awoke
again the morning was far advanced.
Her father had long gone to his daily
toil: but her mother stood over her look
ing in wonder at the magic garment.
“In the names of Brahma, Siva and
Vishnu,” exclaimed the wondering
woman, when she perceived her daughter
to be fully aroused, “where did you get
that cloak?”
Then Yuddi told the marvelous story;
and the good woman, who had a strong
belief in the supernatural, and who,
moreover, had never had cause to doubt
her child’s veracity, accepted it without
a murmur.
“You are indeed blessed, my only one,”
she said as she clasped her to her breast.
“Strive to retain the Fairy’s gift.”
All that morning Yuddi was intensely
happy, hut at the hour of noon her
father came home to his meagre dinner.
He, too, saw the cloak, and was told its
history. But he scoffed at the tale, and
accused poor Yuddi of having found or
stolen the cloak and then attempting to
deceive him. The poor little girl was
deeply wounded. Never before had her
word been mistrusted. On telling the
story the second time to one who was
unsympathetic, she began to realize how
almost impossible it sounded. So, later,
when she went out wearing the cloak,
and some children crowded around her,
and asked where she got it, she unhap
pily equivocated. In an instant the
dreadful word “falsifier,” in the flaming
letters of tell-tale scarlet appeared upon
her back. Her companions ran from
her screaming with fear. Yuddi tore off
the cloak, and almost biinded with bitter
tears rushed home, and sobbed out her
unavailing grief to her mother. That
good woman comforted her as well as
possible, and tried to show the child
that even if she had lost the cloak, she
had been taught a lesson which she
ought never to forget.
Yuddi was, however, almost heart
broken, and it was only when her mother
reminded her that she still owed a duty
to the Fairy, that she roused hciself a
little from her sorrow. “I will keep my
word in that at least,” she said. “I will
go to the good Rhasta, my master, and
offer it to him.” Without loss of time
she sought the wise old man, told her
story and offered the cloak.
“My child,” he said, os he took it, “I
will try to wear it. But I am old and
know the world and men well. To
few it can be given to be absolutely
truthful. I fear I am not of those. Come
to me in the morning.
When Yuddi returned Rhasta was no
longer wearing the cloak.
“I have lost it sooner than I expected,
my child. You know how poor I am
and how few pupils I have. Last night
the father of lthum Gat came to me and
asked how his son was getting on. I
thought to myself, if I tell him how
hopelessly stupid Khum Gat is, he will
be taken away. I did not tell the truth,
and I am punished, for I have lost both
cloak and pupil. When the father saw
the word upon my back he said his son
should come to me no longer.”
Again Yuddi resumed her quest for a
wearer of the cloak. Among others she
took it to a famous lawyer. “Child,
have you come to mock me?” he cried.
“I could not keep it an hour, and do my
best for my clients. I might keep it
an hour if I were asleep, though I be
lieve I sometimes talk in my sleep,so even
then I couldn’t be sure of it.”
Once more the weary search began. A
wise woman, famous for hcrlis and medi
cines, refused to try it. “Did I tell
some sick people the truth about them
selves they would surely die, when, if I
bid them hope there is a po-sibln chance
for them. If I told others of what my
medicines are made, they would loot*
fsith in them. Take away your cloak.”
Day after day poor Yuddi continued
the task which she began to think was
hopeless. Many took the cloak who had
not wisdom enough to know that there
was not the remotest chance of their
keeping it offn a few minutes. Trades
men lost it through misrepresenting the
value of their goods; manufacturerers,
through selling adulterated articles; and
even an artist, who was famed as a seeker
after ideal truth, through wilfully at
tempting to improve on nature in his
landscapes and by grossly flattering in
his portraits, likewise lost it.
At last the despairing Yuddi gained
audience with the wisest man in the land,
the King’s Chief Councilor. “You must
be very young and ianocent to come to
me, my child,” he said when she had
told tho reason of her visit. “Know that
if I told the truth to my Royal Master
about some of our foreign relations, or
when he asks me what his people think
of him, I should need about a hundred
lives a year.”
“Then let me see the King,” boldly
cried Yuddi; “heat least has none to
fear.”
“You think so, child? Well, I will
contrive you shall see him. But you
may have to wait a long time.”
Yuddi answered that she did not care
how long. The cloak was becoming an
intolerable burden to her, hover long ab
sent from her sight, and it was in her
mind night and day, Bleeping or waking.
She had need of all her patience, for
kings are not easily seen, especially by
the children of Ryots, as the Indian peas
ants are called.
When she was admitted-to the great
presence she knelt, covered her face, and
was for a time too frightened to speak.
The King finally succeeded in reassuring
her, and she told her errand.
“And so you think,” said the monarch,
“that kings can be more truthful than
other people? You never made a greater
mistake. You arc too young to under
stand all the reasons why we are com
pelled to falsify and deceive; but I will
tell you one or two: Sometimes I have
to meet a neighboring sovereign who is
jealous of me or I of him—with whom,
perhaps, I have been at war, and who has
killed thousands of my people; yet I
have to call him ‘my loving brother.’ I
have to put up with Ministers I detest,
because the people demand that they shall
be in office. I have to toll my subjects
that I know they will cheerfully pay
taxes and vote supplies, when I feel the
doing so will make them Buffer terribly.
Go, my child. Kings can speak less truth
than their poorest subjects.”
On leaving the palace Yuddi met an
old, old man—a kind of priest, or der
vish, who frequently preached to the
people and in the intervals of his preach
ing begged for enough to keep him alive.
He was clad in the most wretched rags,
and, as a Yuddi passed, he asked for ’
somethimg to get food and clothes. Im
mediately she offered him the cloak, ex
plaining upon what conditions he could
wear it.
“I think I can keep it, my daughter.
Come to me here to-morrow and see.”
The next day Yuddi found him, still
wearing the cloak, and with its spotless
purity unsullied.
“How is it that you alone have been
able to wear this for a day?” she asked.
“I will try to tell you, my daughter.
lam very old and have no wants but
food and clothing. When I ask for
money for these, I apeak the truth. I
ask no man to build mo a house or a !
temple; therefore. I seek no more than,
my daily food. I have no friends whom
I must flatter and no enemies I newl fear.
I have outlived all but my love for God
and His creatures, and I have no aim but,
to do good to them. I tell them that for
their welfare here and hereafter they
must refrain from evil, and 1 call to them
hourly to leave the wrong and seek tho
right. What reason have Ito tell any
thing but the truth? I thank you for
your cloak, and I hope to wear it till I
die." —Julian Maynut, in the Epoch.
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HEN LICE.
“Rocatt ox Rats" is a complete preventlv*
and destroyer of Hen Lke. klix , 35c, box of
“Rorou ox Rats” to a rxul of wMewnek,
keep it well stirred up whfio applying. White
wash the whole iuterfcrof the Hennery; Melds
end outside of the nests. Tbe cure Is ratal
mracompieux p omo gygj
or half tbe content» of n SI.OO
of ‘itorou ON Rat*”i Agri
cultural Size) to be (AortWFdy
l mixed with oro to two barreta
m m of plaster, or what hi bet ter air
V •hacked lime. Much depends
» * upon thorough mixing, ao na
to coznpletclw distribute tho potoon. feprtnklo
It on plants trees or shrubs when damp or
wet, and ia luite effective when mixed wu'b
lime, dusted on without moisture. While fen
its concentrated state it fa the most activw
and strongest of all Bug Poisons: when mixed
as above ia comparatively harmless to ani
mals or persons, in any quantity they woulJ
take. If preferred to uso in liquid foraMitabls
npoonfui of the full strength * Rot oh cm Rats’ r
Powder, well shaken, in a keg of wafer and
applied with a sprinkling pot, num.v syrtngw
or whisk broom, will be found wry effeetts*.
Keep It well stirred up . hile using. Sold ley
IV,asc.**£
i- S. *\ tug. Chemist, Jerwv Our, H.J.
William Kamich, Esq., of Mintlen. Kearnru o‘snfv.
AVhmsArt, writ**: "I was troubled with boils for
thirty years. Four years a*ro 1 was so afflicted with
them that 1 could not walk. I bought two botth*
of Dr. Pierces Pleasant Purgative IYIMa, and n*ok
one * Pellet * after each meal, till all wen* gone. By
Mrs. C. W. Brown, or ir«t)¥iJbm<rh?. OAfo,
says: “Your‘Pleasant l*urgutne lYikts* are
without question the best catluurtic ever
sold. They are also a most elhctenk remc*ly
for torpor of tho liver. We have used them
for years in our family, and keep them In
9 time.**
Prof w HArsKta. the famous rnsanwr.
Ist. of Iffami. .V. V., writes. “Sotnc too
years ago I suffered untold agvnv from
chronic nasal catarrh. Mv fmu.lv n|> q.
cion gave me up astuvuraNo, and aaM I
must die. My case w«m Mhh a twd ono.
Turns** J Kraiinn. twr PUe stmt.
St. /.■■MM. Mo., antes; -1 ■„ , grrat .tiN
trrvr from n.Urrb for tbrro rrsr*. Al
tlmo, 1 ..HIM hu.Hr bmubo, and m n»
W«i«lv hawking air I spitting, and for tho
it!* * k L b*v»«ht- through
tbo oosCHta. I thought nothin, on,ld bo
.•two for mo. Luckllr. I wt» adrwi to trv
fi'- Hjdwiitarhri.WHTti.im
ft: S 3
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