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I3KAUTIFUL.
Uv to 1 beaiitiful when oM ?
T ean tell you. maiden fuir
Xot by lotion, (lyes ami pigments,
rot. by washes fur your hair. M
While youVe yoiinr be pure nnd jjrentle,
Keep ..your pastHonn well coiitruled';
W;dk work 'and do your duty ;
You'll b:i lKiiidsoine when you're old.
; Sme white locks" are fair as jrolden,
' (rrav.'a8'lovehas the brown, . .
And tli srnile of litre more pleasnnt
Taan youtiifi;! Leauly'ifrown.
.ris the soul that'h'apes the features,
" Fire.- ' thej-eye, attunes the voice ;
. Sweet sixteen I Q these ymir maxims ;
AVJien yoh'ro siity you'-d rejoyce!
Kitty !w Kit? v C!vlc S Where arc
you'?'' ' : " ' -. .1 ;
-1" i " ''
Nobody niMu:e!V'f. A robin, buibl-
intj-a uo.t i'i;llie tx-ut apple-tree .over
tl.ie .-soulh dnor, loii'ked u, islenel . a
ininute, uixl itlieu wiasticd softiy to
himself.- liel was;;not iroin; to betrar
Jvilty Cvtie not Ire. Tiie reat doic
Hove;,. vb.intr t' ouf the yiiazza, half
opened Ids eyt s. and thvn ; drowsed
aganr.
The truth
wa-', Kover had
declined Kitty's invitation to go oil
t'r o 1 i c k i u :' v i t b It e rt iukI the r i r 1 b a i
tutted his head sofjlly, touched her wn
lips' to the .siVow-w lite star in Jtover's
duskj' fbrh oajd- -ii ovur'S; beaiity-s)ot
and then flitted enrelesslv awav, htr
Jjright brown etnl' tossing in the West
wind, and a fragment of a ' song run
ning over from that blithe-some little
r heart of hers, j I ;
, And so, at this jeiy minute, Kilty
is standing ankledeep in the clear,
cool, blue water of the pond, trying
. with all her nurht and main to reach
a great, splendjd lily that, with all its
goHlcn stamen
ijd and petals half
closed, was just g
ping to sh ep for the
night. To bo. sine, Kitty-had already -a'
whole apronful of the' pure, sweet
llowers ; but Arhen was ever mortal
man, or woman either, patiefied -'with
what- they aire idy had when did
they not long and strive after what
was j ust bey on d reach ? And so it
c&mo to' pass thai, as Kitty pulled and
.tugged, the sol t, treacherous bank
gave way, and down went" Kittv-,
clean; muslin drel, npronfiil of lilies,
spotless white, stockings and dainty
slippers, golden-brown curls and all,
into the cold, dark water.
'0-o-hr cried Kitty, struggling i
in
tho water.
And then, in
seized her, and
a minute, somethinirl
if'tcd her sheer out of
tho water, and et her high and oh,
no not at all t!ry, but very wet, in
deed, among tLo violets, nn on the
green bank.
Was it Kovcr? Kitty shook the
'water out of her eves ' swallowed a
sob or' two, and looked. And then she
blushed all over her white face, and
away down to the tiny lace ruffle
about her t h rdat. For her preserver
was a 3'0ting n:an, a very proper and
very unexceptionable young man, in-"
deed, in a faultless black suit, which
never saw a ppltn-.k of lint since it was
'a suit. And this j oung man, who
was quite tall-j-a very giant beside
Kitty, in fact j-surv eyed her with a
face in which1 amusement and sur-
.- i
prise were as sjtrongly expressed as if
they had been jwritten in letters right
aCro.ss his han(.some, broad forehead."
"Well," said: he his dark, smiling
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IX.
eyes shiningidown upon her, "you are
oidy the woiiso off by a w-Umr !
What would have become of yon, if I
had not -happened by just as I did?"
"I dare pay I . shouldn't have
drowned," said Kitty, deniurley. '"liut
I am very much obliged to you."
Y 6u are y cry much weioome I 1 n
return, perhaps you can ,tell me where
Deacon Grey lives. 1 was -just about
to ask yon, when you disappeared
from my- astonished eyes, in the
pond." '
Poor Kitty ! Who could wonder
that she blushed afuin5 like a red, red
rose, and wished from the bottom, of
her sorrowful little heart that she hud
drowned among the lilies for was
not this the new young- minister,
younger and handsomer than Kittv
who had only known old Parson
Brown, with his snuffy tones and
grizzled wig had ever dreamed a
minister Could be? and had she not
been (charged, over and over again, to
behave properly- in hi presence?
And, Dow poor Kitty Clyde 1
''Deacon G rev liven there," said
Kitty,' who must ppeak, though she
died, pointing at the great, square,
red farm-house glowing in the after
noon sun. - j
'PI A t , ll ' . ll .1......
uiai nouse mere in uju ciuver
field, with the apple trees around it?
' Yes, sir! The clover field "comes
up to the door. Isn't it prett'?" said,
Kitty, forgetting her wet clothes, and!
what her aunt would sa",- in her girl
ish, artistic -delight' in the picture.
''Very tirctty!" said the young
man, Very pretty, indeed F' he re
peated, looking into thy sweet young
eyes, and seeing-the rosy color come
and go tinder the clear, fine-grained,
beautiful skin. , -' .;' ":7 , ;
A full half minute. ,be stood thus,
andj then he slarLetlsii'ddenl'v- :
. "I beg your. pardon ! 1 should not
have kept
You. Y'ou will take cold !"
! 1 1 . 1 1 1
As he
s ne sooKc ne inu'u n;a . nai,
1uved,.and tu rnd a war from' - her.
In a fuiiiule or t wo, ' he was out of
sight, around t'ne bend in the-road.
'iiow
baudsoi'no
he is !M" tijouii'lit
Kitty. uAnd he showed to me, justias
they do iii'stories. Oh, dear, what a
riirure I .am! And now 1 shall never
o -
dare speak to him." And two reat
shining' tears glittered in.. Kitty's
brown eves.
'IV7 Oil
o made her way home,
iround'to the well-room
i and Ci'vt
door... The parlor was open, and she
heart! her cousin Julia speaking, and
the odor of her aunt-Grey's cake came
out, delicious and tempting, and the
tea-kettle was singing on the hearth.
And Kitty was very cold and wet,
and most unpoetieally hungry. But
she slipped off upstairs unseen.
An hour or two passed. Supper
was served in the hospitable farm
house kitchen. And supper being
over, Deacon. Gre lit his pipe, and
began to discuss free-will 'ud Sir the
young minister.
; 'You'd better go into the parlor,
father," said-Mrs. Grey.
"Oh; no matter about the' parlor,.
wife," said the' obtuse deacon. "Air.
Weston likes the kitchen well en
ough, I'll warrant."..
Mr. Weston laughed
"Oh, yes, be liked the kitchen!"
And he sat down on the old-fashioned
settle, and seemed as much at
home as if he had . been a son of the
fa mi l v. '
"I -wouldn't let the table set anv
longer for Kitty," said Julia, gather
ing up the cups' and saucers with a
dainty grace.
Mrs. Grey remembered the Kady
YVasbington cake which Kitty was so
fond of, and the strawberries Kittv-
bad picked, and her good heart was
divided between impatience and pity.
'Oh, dear," she sighed ''that-good-for-nothing
Kitty Clyde tires nie to
death."
"What's Kittv been doimr now V"
asked the deacon.
"Oh, don't ask! Isn't she always
doing what she oughtn't to, and
neglecting every thing she ought to
do? Idling about the fields, all day,
and reading novels and poety, and she
can't make a loaf of bread to save her
life. Julia," added the '-'matron,
despairingly, "go and call her all over
the house." .
A nd so Julia's silvery -'Kittj! Kitt3
Clyde!" resounded through the wide
rooms.
And pretty soon a small figure
glided silently down In the twilight.'
Xow 5 at
ar . on vf.e
.your supper so we can -clear qff j
lafle?", said Mrs. Grky, repi-ovfugly
hv", said Mrs. Gm, reprovingly it
Jiitty .sat" d()wn,aiir;?a9-;
ul helped herself to breAdanofhu
an
i A !i. there 1 vou "sire !
ai i d stra w berries, 'an d, u n happy Wy;Y-pt OnVrou.sin up. . ' ; ;' .
htid been, Avas making a g
meal, when all at once her auh S 1 w. u ! ? -b xin cxcclien t :
i ' '...; ?" . 'i -L3jp i
3Iiss Julia just then sailed outoft.i,
parlor, a graceful white cloud in tXU
dusk..- :-..'. .. ; ' ; ' - : ?-t; rrf.t-. ":.
, "Oh, yes. V -There - are t some j Sretj
dishes of them hi thj'vparlor,-v,c(-
have them all the timebhe
graciously, forgetting to udd ilMV
good-for-nothing Kitty Clyde gathcivi
and arranged them
"I thought I detected the o
How loveiv. they are!" .,-.' -- ' .'T,':
'0h, vcix lovelyd" said Julia, wit'
a sweet cnthusia.sm. . ; .
"That reminds me" -.', said. tlte yourtnl
minister, laughing' HofUy,,"thM I ha :1
a bit of an adventure comiug rrota. th:
station." : . ... : rl
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"An adventure doming from Clovet
dale Station to our . house!". cried Juli'
'rPray, what was it T . ; ' y V
. " ny, a uiue gin at nasi hiw wa,-i
HUM ii . . .. - I It.l -1 ...Jf
very smaiij tnougu sue migut nav
been grown up-4was picking lilies iftyoUfo
the pond just down here, and fell 'iirf ; "Me said the bewildered girl,
Of course I pulled her out:": v . ; uch'-i gbod-fb
"Pulled her out ! Did she get wetVf j y0n QUnt mean it r ? : J .
J t was Mrs. Grej-. She had cornc ( i "Ido1 KittyT-you, just a" you arc.
with a lighted lamp. :lohJm h good to send
"I'm afraid she did J" said .r;gUci, a tqasureand he gathered
Weston, his eyestwinkling. . ' fi'her'ia his arms'and Kitty longing
Unf .rtunate Kitty Clef jThj happi-
cruel light of the larnp lell fjin fupbnje2
her face, and betrayed the : .Uccf:ilakb pride in .adding, that Kitty
blushes and the tearful, - downcasqQ made the bonniest, best wife in
c3'os-'- w;: : , . 'IcioveVdaie;.,. . , ' -,' '.
"bvitty Ljyde,. was thai you ;sap05 ;
Mrs. G rev, itv a stern and iiwfui yoica . - Vhata'Tas Couldn't Sfcind. ;
'KASk UJtUx :&tav woi'nin-r.- a man about,
"A nd 'you '.got your new muslin wet." fwentX'-cight years xId, wjio has been
Oli, Kitty Clyde, yoi are the worst
good-for-nothing girl
in the .whole
word." .. . :
"I I don't care!" sobbed Kitty,
and she lied from the table and ran
up-stairs, very latterly.'
-Fnu', mother, j'ou've. seared her
mo.st to death-. ) You'd ought to be
thankful siie wasn't drowned," said
the t;ooJ (.k'atoi!. . ;
"J hope J am, Deacon Grej" said
his wife. "I hope I don't wish any
harm to the child, though she is such
a trial."
'Oh, weli, well ! wo can't expect all
irirls to be like our Julia."
ulia never Caused me a' moment's
auxiety in her life," said her mother.
That remarkable young lady came
in just then, anU Mr. Weston examin
ed her with interest. She was "really
a very pretty girl, lady-like, and well
bred. "A hd what a.; good girl she must
be '" thought the lie verend Edward
Weston. - ' ..
Yes, J ulia was a pretty girl and a
good girl. And Mr. Weston wanted a
wife. Is that strange ? Not a bit of
it. All 3'oung men who are manly
and pure do wheri'-' the right time
comes.
Cioverdale quite' agreed that .Mr.
Weston wanted a wife, and when hp
was properly, installed- and every
thing was as it should be, the good
people took counsel together, and
decided that ho couldn't find a better;
wife than Julia Grey. '
Apparently Mr; Weston was of a
similar opinion. And yet, perhaps
not. Perhaps it was only in a friend
ly way that he took Julia out to ride,
and out boating on the pond, and to
walk in the sweet stary summer even
ings. Sometimes s Ivitty Ciydii . was
with them oflencr not. Sometimes
she started with them,; but t was 1 off
directly in quest of some -gay night
roses. And so Mr. -Weston, found obstacles
in the way of studying Kitty H charac
ter. It was a stud3 which i 11 teested
him more and more. But somehow
ihe flower which at times opened to
him, and let him drink in iti sweet
ness and fragrance, at other times
folded itself away in silence, -in the
shyest and most perplexing manner.
And the lteverend Kdward Weston
was exceedingly disturbed. . v
But he never asked himself what it
meant, till one golden evening in the
early October,: when Jamie Wood, a
stalwart young farmer, came in, and
looked hard at Kitty in all the pauses
Of the talk. And at last Kitty slipped
away. Then uj rose Jamie Wood,
aim' tootc "a sorrowful, dieappoluted
leave. . .r; . . ;;;y XU :
leave.
l
?" said 1 Mrl
course. - Jt
match for
Kit ty, only she is so peryersje
$heKoverend ward -Weston felt
a sharp stab near his heart. , ?
;; A n hdu r; later ho was walking up
and dwji a moonlit pathV"and think
i ng x eryardlindi :fast when su d den
Iv i' white wraith 'glided . out of the
siiaddw of the trbes, and would have
passed him, but he put out one hand
P some-
W hatl AVill vou run awav
from me asyou do from, your lover ?"
CiKUhookdiiiisihanu
;v "Jamie Wood is not my lover," she
said, passion a teJy; "X won t have
himi;V;:";;
"Why,, Kitty ?" .
"Becatise I-rl don't love him. Xet
f me gb Mr, Weston !" i; ; , 4
"Wait a minute, Kitty. I , want a
wife. JC very bod ; ays 1 do, and I alft
Wre of it. 15ut f want nobody but
.-.
loafiing around the Central depot for
several days, was taken to task by a
hotel'runner for not finding work.
"Haven't I walked from Ilamtramck
to Springwells, aud from the llolden
road to the river, asking everybody
for' work ?" whined the vagrant. "I'm
willing to do airy thing to mako a
shilling.
I'll shovel enow, clean out
cars, drive team
bang
it, I'd jtimp
into the river' for pay
The runner beckoned him asido and
told him of a plan by which he could
make a raise of cash. The vag
agreed, and ho was taken into an al
ley off Front street. The runner drew
a pail of cold water, seated the vagrant
on a box and said:
."It'll take about four pails of water
to. wet. you up, but there's money in
it,. As soon as I souse you good and
strong you 1 un around on Third
6treet, say that you fell into the river
and lost a gold watch and 200, and
the crowd will take up a collection.
Shut. your teeth now."
lie lifted the pail of ice water and
dashed it over his fellow conspirator.
. There was a yell loud enough to be
heard at the depot .and the vag al
most jumped out of his boots.
"W-what p'lecce on murder!" he
gasped, as the icy current ran down
his spinal column. .
"Keep still, there, and think of the
collection !',' ordered the runner.
"I can't oohL o r 1 y o u c h
whoop! Where's a stove w here's a
fire?" :
"You won't make a cent," protested
tho runner. 1
"I can't help it I-dou't care for
money! Get me in somewhere
where I can warm up, and I'll cross
to Canada on the iee inside of two
hours ! I can stand kicks, frost bites
and hunger, bat-r-but !"
lie gallopped down the allcj just
ahead of the second pailful, and as he
flew up Third street and turned up
into Woodbridgea drayman struck at
him. with a stake, and called out
, "Stop thief! Pickpocket jumped off
the railroad boat !"
4 The inctapacity of age, which to
young miids appears so grievous, is
but to life wha. the repose of the even
ing is to a hard-spent day.
What horse is that which is general
ly most expensive to its owner, and is
apt to amble with him into most diffi
culties! It is One's hobby-horse.
Few people jook on any object as it
really is; but regard it through some
fantastic prism presented by their own
prejuu ices,, wuicu invest H witn a
false color-
1VIUTTHXGS.
"Do they ring two bells for school ?"
aeked father of : his ieTi-y car-old
daughter who attends high school.
"Xo, pa, thoy ring one bell twice," f he
'Mamma, go down on your hands
and kneet a ininntepleas.? M What on
earth shall I do that for pet r "Cause
I want to draw an elephant "
"Mrs. Spinks," obecrved a boarder
to his landlady, "the equal adjustment
of this establishment could be : more
safely 'secured If there was less hair in
the hah, and more in the mat
tresses." , . - t
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An Indiana girl at Vassar. - College
writes to her parents ; "This . is the
most stylish hair-pin of ! boarding
school I ever tumbled to. 1 can at
four times a day if I want to, and get
a fair whack at the hash even time."
An Atlanta girl sat on her lover's
hat, and kept him three hours over
time.- Ex. Tho next time that 30 ung
man goes to 6C0 his girl, he should
hang bis hat on a nail, instead of hold
ing it in his hap. l
Xiittlo Itobbie went to a show, and
saw an elephant for the first time in
his life.When he carao Lome his
mother asked him what ho had seen.
"An elephant, mamma, that gobbled
hay with his front tail." i
So clue to tho fellow who, stold
that $12,000 package from the United
States Treasury yet.
"Pil tak the shine out of ou,M as
the eclipse said to the moon.
A good action is its own reward j
and it ought to be, for it seldom gota
any other.
Widow Van Cott is in Washington
trying to convert the President, Ho
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We read that man was originally
made upright, but nor-ada3s a great
many men seem to be made up
wrong. .
Wutteppdesittukqussunnoowehtun
qnoh. That is the longest word in
Eliot's Indian Biblo. It means "kneel
ing to him."
A clorgyman who lives on the sea
shore says be likes calm 6undays,
becaiis he is opposed to Sabbath
break crs.
A young poet of tho realistic school
writes :-Timo marches on with the
slow, measured tread of a man work
ing by tho day."
Every violation of truth is not only
a sort of suicide in tho liar, but is a
stab at the health of human society.
Young men are apt to think they
are wise enough, as drunken men are
to think themselvs sober enough.
It is wdiat the hand findeth to do
that must be done with might ; and
what the hand findeth must ho at baud
i
reachable.
The reason why wc manage
so
much time ill is, because wo -always
suppose wo have too much on our
hands to husband well.
Reserve is uo more essentially con
nected with understanding, than a
church organ with devotion, or wine
with good-nature-
The streams of small ploasures fill
the lake of happiness, and the deepest
wretchedness of life is continuance of
petty paiusi
Things should not bo done by halvs
If it be right, do it boldly; if it be
wTrong, leave it undone. Every day
is a little life, and our whole life is but
a day repeated.
Poor Old primes. -At last we have
it. on irrefragable testimony, from
Ogdensburgj that old Grimes' pulse
has finally leased to beat.
A few mornings since, when the
thermometer was nearly played out,
a ragged little begger stopped at the
door of Judge J s and plaintively
suggested victuals. As the benevolent
lady of the house was emptying a
few into his basket she asked :
"What is your name, my "son ?"
"My name is Grimes.'
"Is your father living ?"
"Yes marm."
"I thought Old Grimes was. dead
long ago."
"That was my grandpa."
And tho youngster waddled off,
thinking what a, good; eoul the lady
was.
Accommodating. L
In the wild Western neighborhood
the sound of a chnrch.going bell, had
j never bec)rheard : notice y had been
given that tho Kev. 3tr. A , :
distingushed" , Presbyterian diviue,
would preach on a certain day. ;
The natives, who consisted mainly
of those hardy pioneers who have
preceded civilization, came to hear
him. They had an indistinct idea
that -prcRchmV was something to be
heard, and all attended to hear it --
After the service had begun, a raw.
boned hunter with rifle in hand and
all the accoutrements of tho chase
about him, entered and took the only
vacant seat-a nail keg without either
head. The current thoughts of the
preacher, led him into a description
of hcayon and its inhabitants. . With
great power he had drawn a picture
of the habitation of the blessed, aud
was assigning each of the patriarchs,
Apostles and prophets his appropriate
place. Ilia Calvanistie tendencies led
him. to reserve .tho 'Apostle Paul for
his Climacteric. With his eye fixed
upon the highest point, and Vith au
upward gesture that seemed lo be
directed to tlie loftiest altitude of the
heavnly place, he said :
"And where, my breathen, shall wo
place the apostle Paul ?" "
Then pausing, to give the imagina
tion time to reach the elevation do.
signed Air the Apostlo, he fixed his eyes
upon our hero of tho rifle. He there
fore, thinking the address .personal,
rose instantly, and replied :
-'If he can't do better he can tako
my seat."
Yery Unpleasant
; An old man having a little hoo
shop on Maple street was yesterday
comphiintncr of 4 his-$i.tuatiai' t.-r
policcmanv 0hoy,?ibou1f -t-Tdur
weeks ago,ja boy rushed in upon him
and shouted :
"You'd better climb out of here, for
your thop is all on fire!"
The old mait went out in a hurry.
and half his things were dragged out
before he discovered that the bov had
lied to him. There was no fire,- and
he put his goods back and wished he
could reach out and get hold of tho
false-hearted lad.
About' two weeks ago his shop took
fire around the chimney, and as the
shingles blazed away a boy kicked in
the door and veiled out :
"Fire! Fire! Your hull concern
is being 'cremated !"
"You gant fool me!" replied tho
shoemaker-- "I. all about dose fire
knows oh! yaw!"
In a few minutes the engines wero
o
drowning him out, and then he real
ized that the 003 had told the truth.
Ills half-destroyed shop was repair
ed and again business went, on, but
the bojs had a sure thing on him.
Almost ever da' some one of them
routs him out by yelling fire. Ho
finds no fire, but he j can't tell but
what there may be one.
"If I shump out and find no fire I
am mat," he explained, "and if I shtay
in, mein shop may be burned right
guick, und vos shall,. I do ? I eh nieht
find out all de vhile." Dotriot Freo
Press.
A Horrid Man.- Atlanta Constitu-
tion : "George !" said the wife of a
Marietta sti'cet map the other night,
waking him from his slumbers.
"Whadder you want?" ho
growled. .
"Oh listen, George ! I'm sure I hear
something." -
"Lemme alone, M.aria."
"But I do hear sometbin-I know
i do." "
"What does she sound like ?"
"George, it souuds like a 'watch'
ticking." .
"It's the bed ticking," responded
the brute, and then turned over and,
began to snore. Maria has gone home
to her mother.
A clergyman in Boston recently
arosed his sleepy audienco by assor
ting in the most poitiye manner that,
"notwithstanding the hard limes, the'
wages of 6in have not been cut down.
one iota" - 1
The following conversation took
place recently in a hotel : "Waiter:
Yes, sir." "What's this?" "It's bean
soup sir?'1 "JSo natter, what it has
been; the ftuestion is, What is it
now ?"
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