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IDTL 07 SPRING.
bt Mtjt ooKurrr.
O'tr tb Mrtb th prluKtim mlllug,
, BofttUriDR liv tod flowtn fcloug,
Bwa bar heart of vlbraut bmtobaa,
And the aartb brek forth Id ioim;
1)1 us tba wild flower olothea the hlllaide,
Oreeu tba tTj'a trtlllQg rlna
lrpea tba rooka lu grftoafal faatooDt,
Hunabliia gilda tba aombra pliie.
In tba loy aUtpa of Wlntr(
Terua ud flower are gay and green)
O'er the atreuu, freed from It bondage,
. Budding wlllowe wa and lean I
Now tba blaokblrd and tba awallow,
Qlad Toloed darlluga of the Spring,
Fill the air with pleaaant twitter.
Their Iweet mother weloomlug.
Tom HaywardToserpine.
"Lowfir the boat and let Lnr drift!"
This was th order given by the captain
'of the brl(r Levant, coRHtlng one cloudy
liildHuninier nlht alonj? the western
Bhore of X . The Incredulous
Hal lor hesitated U obey. A second or
der, brutally made explicit, left him no
choice.
Into the boat the enraged captain had
thing rather than lifted a woman and
a child.
"What do you say now?" he asked,
as the hastily lowered boat rocked irld
dlly betwixt sea and deck. "Do you
repent your rash oath?"
"Never!" answered rlrnily and fear
lesHly a woman's calm voice. "I prefer
this."
"Cut her loose!" cried the master to
the subaltern, who of all his crew was,
morally as well as physically, his slave;
while, l'.vid with rage, his face glared
upon the woman one parting look.
The boat was cut loose. The brig
Levant veered on Its tack; the boat,
with Its silent burden, fell hopelessly
a.-tern; the rolling waves, the darkness,
fell between.
The woman, hardly more than a child
in years sixteen years she might have
known at the most remained passively
unobservant, instinctively hugging her
child to her breast. One wild scene
Had revealed to her the terrors of Life
and obliterated forever the terrors ot
Death.
The boat bounded alwng not ungently.
The sea was not running high, and the
ntgnt air was not chilling. The clouds,
lowering closely against the face of the
waters, so as effectually to shut away
all light from the sky, were surcharged,
it seemed, with gentlest rain. Death
was inevitable, but It was not harsh.
To go down into the oblivion-bearing
embrace of the gea, to sluk deep Into
thit bottom of the never-ceasing sleeo
what were the few pangs that might
mark against the heart the edge of this
engujlliig? Was there anything to be
leareu alter that All terrible aspects
of destruction had passed In the parting
glare of one human face.
"Mv baby, too!" contentedly sighed
the girl.
What was It, then, that made her
suddenly start and quake? Nothing
but a sensation of cold against the palm
of her left hand, that had lovingly laid
dormant beside the babe's foot a sen
sation of (run(e cold, startling her
nerves, piercing her heart, from the
little baby's loot.
By one of those singular transitions
that only the most subtle analysis of
mental mechanism can unveil, a sudden
change occurred lu the outcast girl,
arousing her from stupid apathy to
eagAr Hie,
"The land where Is the land?" her
lips ga.-ped, while her eyes, grown sud
tltnly intense, peered through the
glooniing space. Surely they were
drifting shoreward. Surely she saw
the looming of great rocks. Yes, and
now the flashing of a light.
They were home in bravely on the
upbearlug. One great wave, and now
another, friendly and gigantic, lifted
the boat upon Its shoulders and urged
it on. Only the rocks were opposing
bars. On each bar the billows broke
w ith a shock. On these bars the boat
w as stricken plank from plank; but the
girl, with a voice rendered keen by the
motherly pang at her breast, sent shriek
and scream through the night, with her
eyes tixed on the light, crying, "Help!
help! help!" y
Tom Hay ward, one ofthe most matter-of-fact
men among mortals, had
what he did not believe in at all a
presentiment that night. He was sit
ting Idly smoking a cigar in the sea
ward verandah of his hotel with a few
lounging companions, who had been
persuading him, forbidding as tho
weather was, to go to the theatre of an
adjacent town to see a star actress In a
provincial cast; and he had been lazily
considering whether to accept the pro
position, when a sudden impulse, strong
enough to Impel him. from his noncha
lant attitude resolutely to his feet,
struck him with this clearly expressed
intent:
"Excuse me, for I must go down to
my oave. I have left D 's manu
script and R 'b packet of African
rough diamonds upon my escritoire
shelf, and the postern gate unlocked.
He declined the proposal for the even
ing In town peremptorily, and went
towards the cllfl'g. "Confound my cul
pable inertia!" he muttered to himself;
"it has bred these Incoherent vagaries
ol the brain. What made me think that
some one Is knocking at the sea gate to
night, knocking and crying for help?
Mot an ocular illusion, certainly; an
uuricular illusion I have never heard
of. 1 suppose such a complaint may
exist. A nervous irritation of the tym
panum this undoubtedly is. The sounds
w ere low. but so distinct. At any rate,
I mm on 'the track,"
Walking at a brisk pace, Tom Hay
ward turned from a paved causeway of
a high road that stretched over the
bluffs a mile or more beyond the hotel,
strode across a sunburned moorland
into a devious seaward path, and, leap
ing down sharp-hewn steps In the rook,
encountered a door formidably con
structed of irorj, the "postern gate"
left this night accidentally unlocked
that opened IntQ a raasonrled passage
connecting the beetl.lnK crags with the
subterranean vauUxspwo as llay ward's
Cave. . t . ,
Under the seaward gate of this cavern
In the cliff lay a homslroVahaped cur
vature of beach. And on this beach
Tom Hay ward, 'mswarta a vague cry
for help, Inaudible sav4o' l ward
sense, whose existence had forced Itself
Into recognition for the first time in his
lire, round a girl In clothing drenched
by brine, evidently a .waif' of the. aea.
and Just awakening frpm' a death-like
swoon an exquisitely sweet-featured
girl, whose relaxing grasp had unloosed
adeadbab froniheTreMU. ' -
-JUuei days after the unheralded event
of a woman found half drowned upon
the beach, and a dead child burled In
the sands by hands unfamiliar with
such rites, the following letter by a
young man sending his vacation at
X was droppeu In the Northern
poBt :
"My dkak Auousta', I promised to
give you a detailed account of my Im
pressions of X- . As we are off
at 3 p. m. to-day on a boating excursion
to the Isle of , I have all my pisca
torial preparations yet to make, and
must necessarily be brief.
"Postponing, then, a full narration
of minor Incidents until we meet, I will
describe to you merely the experience
which, I am sure (considering the cap
tivating personnel of our host Irre
sistible, I am told, to you girls), will
Interest you and your sister most my
evening at Tom Hay ward's cave.
"Two or three fellows of Hay ward's
set have Indulged In the luxury of caves
down here; and the fitting up of the
sea facing caves has been a rage this
season. But nothing so far compares
to his. We were Invited down to spend
last evening an informal Invitation to
C and N and myself. The ap
proach, directly seaward from the road,
and wild In the extreme, has been some
what assisted by art. A tiled excava
tion leads by a fantastically lighted
passage into a cavern some thirty feet.
I should think, above high water-mark,
opening In a wide mouth directly upon
the sea, and owing to a gully beneath tt
which rorces the waves Into curious
columns more vociferous than 'howling
wilderness,' dashed wildly by spray,
and for several feet within the rugged
entrance made slippery with sea-weeds.
"Our visit was on a tranquil night;
hut a measured booming sound, made
resonant by some acoustic properties of
the caverned arch, unnounced the near
ness of the 'mighty deep.' We soon
became accustomed to tbe ceaseless
roar, and settled ourselves comfortably
to a game of whist.
"But I forget. I must picture the
cavern itself, and the simple black and
white of paper and Ink can hardly do
this. The Interior is an Apocalypse of
color; the draperies of copper-colored
satin Orientally embroidered In bril
liant silks; the pictures; the musical
Instrument set with gems colored
crystals, 1 presume; the lights arranged
in tinted groups, like flower arrange
ments In Parisian taste; the flowers,
exotic blossoms upheld against the cav
ern walls in carved easels or racks; the
Indian rugs; the couches quilted with
Cashmere ahawls; the sombre book
cases inlaid with colored hieroglyphics
significant to the initiated, no doubt;
the bronzes and marbles gleaming from
mysterious niches In the rock; an alcove
for1 refreshments but that I will leave
to describe at leisure. Last evening it
ministered to mnscullue taste; but at
times when ladies are Invited, every
thing Is made to 'suffer a sea-chang-'
ices shaped and tinted like snells, dishes
and goblets conchologtcal from helix to
nautilus.
"Opposite the refectory Is a veiled
niche, and the widte bice dropped to
the ground is so heavily embossed with
embroidery of gold, that, although it
looks transparent, It Is an absolute
screen. I emphasize this fact on ac
count of an episode of the evening,
which I may as well tell you at once.
"We had played two or three games
of whist, regaled ourselves with Hay
ward's choice cordials and cigars, and
the evening was drawing to its close,
when, from behind the embroidered
curtain arose the music, with harp ac
companiment, of the sweetest, most
plaintive voice that I have ever heard.
The effect was magical; involuntarily
every man of us 'might have been seen'
with dropped cards, leaning our heads
pensively upon our hands. 'Each
thought of the woman who loved him
best. -
"Never have I heard, my dear Au
gusta, such a .penetrative, haunting
voice. Well, all our Imploring and in
sisting demands upon Hayward failed
to force him to uplift the veil and re
veal the fair songstress. And for this
reason, we all surmised; her form and
face belled her voice, and Hayward
would not for the worlds have destroyed
the suggestive effect. Indeed, upon re
flection, and assisted somewhat by
N 's technical musical perception. I
was convinced that the voice had the
one rift in its divine lute of incipient
age. 'A faded prima donna,' N -said.
A woman, I thought, whose In
tense power outlived her life. You
know it is said that no actress can ade
quately play the part ot Shakespeare's
heroines until the bloom of youth is
past, and consequently the thrilling
accord of material and immaterial, is
lost. i . i ; ,.i f i M
"At any" rite,' the 'lone like the 'one
look of passion' that Lamartine says
'sweeps; the keys' of that charming 'in
strument,' the face of youth ewept the
keys of our somewhat inured tut not
yet age-worn hearts. 4 -
"But Augusta, my. dear friend since
you will only allow, me .tooll you by
that name I must conclude. Gould
you see the rampant melee of vandali
wholiave Just linked, li$rny not spa
cious room, you would kopw why, ; j
will continue my oave story In my next
for there Is I finis.1 ' But if the Ashing
iagotd, we taiay remain. at the Island
till Saturday; so do not be anxious If
vou receive no word till Monday's mail.
Meanwhile accept wlthi my reminis
cence of the sweetest music 1 ever neara,
nio ueareni mcanzaiion ui irieuueuip
that so far lias blessed the fond but
frowned-on heart of your faithful
CBABXM'
Not one of Torn Havward's comrades
con lectured the reason of his refusal i
raade at the last moment to accompany
the fishing excursion planned Dy him
self. Twilight of that memorable day found
him at the now carefully kept locked
gateway of his cave, exploring the
labels of manifold Dtfokaires deposited
pon the broadJMTinr-Stona curbing of
thrpostern gale. Alison of the wwt
effeminate delicacies these packages
held. The jovial cave had become a
tender hospice. Tom Hayward was
entertaining a guest. As he summed
up mentally the contents of these pack
ages, his face a kind, "frank, not par
ticularly Intellectual, but essentially
manly face, wore an Infinitely satisfied
look.
He found his guest In' the dimly
lighted Interior reclining upon acoucli ;
but the moment that he uttered the sig
nal which In the first emotion of plea
sure he forgot, she sprang up to meet
him.
"No more of these wild nights for
you," he said, presently. "My friends
are all going away till theend of the
week. You shall have your rest In
peace. A faithful watchman will be
stationed just outside your curtain at
your feet. Yes, truly, I have come to
stay for good : are you glad?"
"Oh, so glad I" said the girl. "And
last night I did not die of fright."
"Why not?"
"Because a mask is being drawn over
the cruel face. And It is your hand,
my benefactor can I ever be grateful
to you enough ? that has done this. I
begin to see afar ofl oh, but very far
offi that life Is or may be, might be,
perhaps, sweet."
"My dear child," said Hayward,
"depend upon it, life Is a treat. The
past your past, 1 mean la simply a
bad dream. Consider It so; and now
awake. Come and show me where I
shall put some of these things which I
found dropped down for you at my
gate."
Ah, the strange, unworld-llke, child
like, devout happiness of that night!
Hayward actually beguiled his guest
luto the extravaganza of smiles, the
unknown rarity of her young litis.
Had tbe whole aspect of her place of
refuge been less strange, less unreal
and Tike a dream ; had her rescuer been
less ofi-hand, debonair, and boyishly
kind and good ; less inherently chival-
ric, and so apart from any being she
had known, the mental shock which
had left her nothing in life of hope, and
the physical exhaustion lucldent to the
excitement of the rough mode of her
advent to the cave, would not have been
so readily counteracted, ibis place of
rest was to her a complete new world.
She had been dead, arid come to life.
Her experience was a realization of "an
opening paradise," until memory should
be re-established, and life, that never
loses Itself in more than momentary
dreams, should catch up Its lost links
Keactlon caine. One day when Hay
ward had been absent many hours, be
returned with something like an ex
pression of care, and "to have," he said,
"a serious talk."
He had thrown himself Into an arm
chair with a weary air, and his guest
drew a cushion near, and seated herself
at his feet, it was the nearest attitude
of affection she had assumed; It ex
pressed gratitude, the trusting subser
vience of her heart.
"1 will not ask you," he said "you
know I have not asked you for days to
tell me anything ot the history of your
past. It is enough for me to know that
this woman here Is you. i trust you
perfectly, as you trust me; but I can no
longer shelter you here I knew this
could be but a brief haven for you from
the first; and I have been studiously
making arrangements for you such as
seem lor the present best. 1 want you
to-morrow morning to arrange your lit
tle wardrobe awkwardly chosen, 1 fear
It Is, I am such a novice ; and at noon
that is the time when we are most de
serted here I shall have a carriage
waiting for you at the brow ofthe cliff?'
Theglrl while he was speaking had
turned deadly pale: she leaned her
head, with a sigh of pain, against his
knee. "I made a solemn vow," said
Hayward "a resolution, I mean, to
myself that while you remained mv
guest in this cave I .would not speak to
you of any thing that has hearings upon
outside life. But to-morrow 1 shall be
released from this voluntary restraint.
I shall visit you to-morrow evening in
the house where I have arranged to
have you brought, and then vou will
find how a blunt downright fellow like
myself is ready with good advice. And
always" for she looked grief-stricken
beyond power of words to express
"always, forever you know this for
ever youriirlend." .
It was nine o'clock by his watch when
Hayward left his cave. He returned at
descended the steps, that impressible as
he had been to tbe charms of Us guest
to him lu form and voice and mind
and clearly as he Jiad seen , that grati
tude in her was the quick key; of love,
the key .that his hand held he had
never, in tenderness for herilsolatloni
conveyed to her. by word or look the
passionate thought which assured him
day and night that this waif or the wild
sea was the woman among all women
destined to be nearest his heart. ' ;'
He prided himself upon tho silence
that wee to wreak upon htm from that
nourronn ine oeaeeiesa slaying or ro
Unlocking the fcatu, gave the alg
al of return t he entered the enshrin
ing space with the Joyous pulse of ex
pectation". The silence at first did not
shock hlrn, the emptiness of the dimly
illuminated corridor opening upon the
wide sea did not at once alarm. II
waited for the tremulous uplifting of
that curtain which had become to him
dellclouily mysterious, like the veil of a
bride.
He waited, but she came not. He
ought her at last with the wild Im-
tiulse of one stricken with the remorse
Ike dread of an Inevitable fate What
storms swept through his breast as he
tore each curtain from it place, as he
stretched his groping hand into each
darkling niche, as lie knew Step by step
the growing knowledge that she had
left him. that she waa gone gone back
forever Into the breast ofthe dark wave
upon wlmuAswharlbeen one mo
ment lifted to see that life may be.
might be, perhaps, sweet; what storms
swept his breast, the wildest leap and
most despairing walling of the sea, that
year and year dashed up beside tba
onely cavern to teach it the woes of the
vast abyss, were in comparison but a
fairy ripple and a whispered laugh.
.Every heart hides its own Avemus.
But arrange it seems that a man like
Tom Hayward, the Jovial boon-coni-
panloh of careless, fortunate young
men, tbe bright-hearted favorite of the
jiris, tne generous, the gay, the smll
ng, honored guest at the feast of life.
should have learned that fatal descent.
In the midst of some convivial scene.
In the midst of music and of dance,
there comes into his frank, bright eyes
a dimming, aDsent-minded glance.
In tbe very sanctum of his aeul one
passionate dear remembrance drags
irom tne nower-strewn Held of earth
the beautiful doomed Proserpine of his
lire.
Wlaetowe.
Nothing Is more eflectlve to keen out
cold than double windows ; the layer of
air oetween two panes or glass 1b a good
non-conductor of heat, and can only
transmit it from the inside outward by
convection, that is, by a circulation of
tne enclosed air, which will descend
along the outer cold window pane and
ascend along the inner warm pane,
ine radiated heat, which, at tempera
tures below 100 degrees Fahreuhelt, is
very weak through glass, is of course
smaller still through double glass; then
the inconvenience of glass becoming
covered with frost during cold weather
is done away with, if the enclosed air Is
dry.
borne time ago we communicated a
suggestion, made by some builder, to
iusert two panes of glass, one on the
outside and ene on the Inside of the
same frame, having rabbets on both
sides; this may do for economy, but is
subject to the objection that the Inside
cannot be cleaned without taking tbe
glass out, and the fact Is that lu the
course of time it will in some way or
other get Into such a condition as to
need cleaning; then when the glasses
are so close together, the protection
against the outer cold is less effective
than if a greater mass of air is included.
In very cold countries, like Russia,
Sweden or Canada, the need of such
protection Is more felt than with us:
but even here it is often adopted in ex
posed localities when the parties can
afford the luxury. Thus all the houses
on Brooklyn Heights, enjoying the
magnificent view of New York Harbor,
and those on Washington Heights, en
joying the view of the Hudson River
and the rallpades, are tully exposed to
th- strong and cold blasts of the north
west winter winds, and are all provided
at the west and north sides with double
windows, the absolute necessity of
which has become more and more evi
dent for the comfort of the inmates.
Such a double window may serve an
other purpose, and be used as a little
greenhouse; when exposed to the sun,
tbe solar heat is stored up in them, and
iu France some persous grow different
plants and even grapes in them iu
winter. Manufacturer and Builder.
Character.
The character of a man's Ufeaffects
thousands besides himself. Wickedness
cannot be kept Inside of a man's heart
any more than stench can De kept in
the gutter where it is generated. It
spreads abroad and mingles with the
air of the whole street, and all who
pass the spot must breathe of its tainted
odor. There Is a moral atmosphere In
which we all live and to which we all
contribute some Ingredient. We spread
contagion through it or we make It
Eure and healthy. We cannot remain
y ourselves any more than the drop of
water can remain by Itself when It is
fallen into the stream. We become a
part of the whole and the whole Is af
fected by the part. Sin is contagious,
and therefore we have no right to har
bor It in our hearts. Impropriety is a
crime not alone against ourselves, not
alone against God, but also against
mankind. The voice of the entire race
is lifted In protest against the crime
and the criminal. Every day is a day
of Judgment, and the moral sense ofthe
whole world pronounces condemnation
upon every man thatdoeth evil. Golden
Rub.
Iadlaa Car a.
It is generally anpposed that onr In
dian corn, or maise, is a native of
America,' having been found among
tbe Indiana at the time of the discovery
of the country. But nothing is known
in regard to its native country beyond
mere tradition, as it has never , been
found (trowing wild anywhere. The
Japan seem to have been well ac
quainted with maiaa for a long time
and poaaaaa nriotiea of which we knew
nothing until of late vearss bnt wheth
er they procured it originally from
America, or tho Americans from Japan
will probably remain one of tho oji
aolted maiay, problems.
6ffer'lnjr,'of tha
eentaenn ike dollar.
season Twenty
riret Ex a4flaef ! m Ch ! Ol niter.
At dinner, we had all sorts of aucer
dishes, many of them very palatable;
but alas! for me, there were only chop
sticks to eat with I And my Drudica-
ment was very much that of the stork
nen invited to dine wlttf the for All
my essays were In vain ; the dainty
titbits I was longing to taste would not
be coaxed between the ends of my deli
cately carved chop-sticks, and my eating
was a very Duplesuue, which my gentle
manly host and his well-bred family
vainly tried not to notice. At length
be aio)oglzed by saying that he nun-
posed I wouid prefer, at a Chinese table,
to use the chopMrtlcka ; and he then
ordered a knife, fork wnd snoou to be
brought for me. Tea was served In tiny
silver tea-pots that held less than half a
pint, and each was placed on a silver
waiter with fine little porcelain cups,
without saucers or snoon. siiiar or
cream. This Is the way the Chine'
always drink tea, and one of these
miniature services is placod Ix-lore each
guest, while a servant stands by to pour
the tea and replenish the tea-pot when
needed.
After dinner we had some music,
several games were played for my
special entertainment, and my host
showed me a rare collection of paintings
done by the famous artist, Lang Qua. I
waa urged to remain lor the night, but
preferring to return, the sedan chairs
were ordered to the door, and, attended
by the son of my host, I took my de
parture, loaded with gifts from my
hospitable entertainers. As the presents
were all wrapped In tissue paper, 1 did
uot examine them till I reached my
own home. Each contained the card of
the donor; a pair of vases from the lady
of the house, a silver card-ca.se from her
husband, a wreath of wax flowers, only
leas lovely than her own fair self, from
the gentle bride, and a pair of chop
sticks, with which, 1 have no doubt, the
donor thought I needed special practice,
from the waggish younger son of mine
host. St. yictwlaii.
taeldeatsof Life la Parts.
Two well-known Parisians, who are
now independent of fortune, but who
once were her slaves, stopped a few
evenings since in front of the ticket
office of the vaudeville; both were em
barrassed. One said : "How stupid I
am ! Would you believe it : I have come
out without mv nnrwt" Th nfhr re
plied: "Well, f am instill wie plight;
Tbe formersm
do we are! PiMir-V h nm,l ., .
forget our old. our beat friend the
pawnbroker's shop is round the corner
we both have our watches."
A diner out says that three evenings
since he went to dine with some new
acquaintances. It was his first invita
tion to their house. He entered the
mansion just aa the neighboring clock
waa striking tbe hour appointed for
dinner time. As he pnt his foot on the
first step of the staircase he heard lotid
words, screams, tumult and before he
could prick up his ears, down came a
tureen of soun. rolliu?. himblint.
LrfchnH Z' ttllDV;1,ltter
ing, distributing beef tea, cabbages,
wihuw, aiouii, quiij, I af( III mettl, )
and fragments of porcelain ritrht aud I
left, front and back. The culinary cv
clone past, he, finding hitiwll even
uuetained, kept up stairs. Dinner was
announced soon after he had saluted
hia hosts. They took seats at the table.
The servant brought on a turbot. The
husband said to his wife: "Mv angel,
tell our friend the bill of fare !" She
lter face wreathed in charming smiles
answered : ''No, darling, that dutv is
the host's." He therefore easily said :
"Well, I must rive you warning that
we have adopted the English custom.
We never have soup."
Benaa ua a Barrel.
The Lowell (Mass) CownVrsays: ''One
day last week a party iu a wholesale
country produce store in this city pro
posed a guessing match in regard to
the number of pea beans in a barrel of
that vegetable. There were several
grocers in the store antHheir estimates
varied from 40,000 to 4,000,000, sal
giving wild guesses. It was ascertained
that there are about oob.OOO pea-beans hi
a full barrel; this result beiu&r obtained
bv counting the number of beans in a
pound weight, and multiplying that bv
the number of pounds in the barrel.
This of course would give only an ai-
proximate number, as the (inures for
each pound will very probablv vary
slightly, and the stated number of
pounds in a barrel mav also vary. A
gentleman of an advanced mathematical
education who happened iu was akud
to guess the number of beans. Ho
reached a result by measuring one bean,
and then figuring how many of the
beans could te put In the barrel. He
placed the number in the barrel al 2.000
less than the result obtained by the
easier method of calculation, and bis
figures may be even more correct than
those by the loose method."
Friends.
There are friends who are friends
only for the hour, friends for the uoou-
tide and tbe flood : tbev have no real
rooting, aa you discover if your horizon
geta clouded over aud foul weather
comes in place of fair, if your rushing
waters ran dry and your goodly ves
sels are stranded on the beach. These
are the parasites of life, the cringing
growths which twine round the strong
er trees and, may be, strafavle them
before .they die.. And there are . the
real friends, who, if you get into trou
ble, stick closer to yoh than a brother,
ana who only need to be tested to show
that they are of pure gold all through.
But this'kfnd is apt to be a little stiff
and stately when things go well with
you, and you feel it rather hard that
Jon must be in sorrow or distress be
ore you can get the starob out of them,
and would rather they were more fa
mllar now, if less devoted tfieo con
tent to discount the chances of the fu
ture for the advantage and pleasure of
the presses.
FOOD FOH THOUflBftw eTn
k'r .' 'i I nt
A hoinotpathlo knight Aconite.
Witter can 0UU4 and go Whoa, If Is
tide.
Too thin The soUs o'f'mot1fa1,
walking shoes. '
Railroad cars rarely stop without a
brek down. ' ' ' '
Hair Is tho most delicate and lasting
of our materials, and survives us tike
love. It Is so light, so gentle, so escap
ing from the Idea or death, that' with 4
lock of hair belonging to avchUil Of
friend, we may almost look" tip "to
heaven and compare note wltth ajt
gellc nauire, and may almost say,' 'I
have a piece of thee here, not unworthy
of thy being now." LultfA IflWt.nU
If a chemical lamp with a clean wick
he tilled with a mixture of alcohol and
glycerine, In equal projections, tne re
suit will prove as useful as that from
, pure alcohol, and will continue ' in Ml
j the last drop of fluid shall have Uwp
consumed. When the lamp nMfteen
laid aside, however, even the r$WfcMy
turn of a ground glass cap will 'not pre
, vent the wick from becoming clogged
and unlit, without washing 'fbfe'sebse-
quent use. (w
Every man hath a kingdom 'wVthih
himself. Jtoason, aa thei frloons,
dwells in tbe highest and In war Jest
room ; the senses are the guard a6U' at
tendants on the court, wlthjut whose
aid nothing Is admitted Into the pres
ence ; the supreme faculties, , (as will,
memory, &c.) are the persj'he out
ward parts and Inward affections are
the commons; violet paasiona aro libels
who disturb the common peace.
Howell Buxton salff: "Trie1 'lHige
I live, the more I am certain ,th,afctqhe
great difference between men between
the feeble and the powerful, Ufi ; great
and the Insignificant, is enfrgy lpvinf
ble determination a purpose, oifaWflled,
and then, death or victory I That qual
ity will do anything that can M!dtMe
in this world; and no talents,. Bp cir
cumstances, no opportunities, 'will
make a two-legged creature a maa with
out It. ,
In a closet near' the
floor' Of Vtne
church of St. Nicholas, at Lalpalc ia
tne puipit in which Martin L.0tner, cne
ner, cne
Reformer, preached. ,The pulpit of
celebrated Richard Baxter Is still, i
tbe
pre-
I r)Zl..
served in the vestry of the
Upltarian
It is 'email,
h at Klddermlnlster.
ootapnal form U the
f t "ear the top, are the words.
In yellow letters, "Pralsa ye the' Lord"
and on the four front panels are the
words "Daw widow gave this."
The Royal Gardens of Knglaad, near
Frograore, are thirty miles in qxtent,
and inclosed within a wall twelve feet
high. The glass-covered ( conservato
ries are 930 feet leng. There is a vinery
102 feet long, two peach-houses fifty
six feet In length, and pits for forcing
melons, asparagus, etc, whiph are
heated by hot water. These gardens
are considered the moat complete in
i at rs of magnificent grounds" stocked
I wlttl (leer 6
the world, and are surrounded bv 1800
An old farmer employed a son of
Erin to work for him on his farm. VslI
was constantly misplacing the end
boards in the cart the front boarti' be
hind and the tail board in front, which
made the old gentleman very irritable.
To prevent blunflCrs, he painted on
both boards a large "B," tbert, calling
Pat to him and showing him the boards
said, "Now, you blockhead,, youj.neid
make no mistake, as they. are no.w bpth
marked. This (pointi-itf drlei board)
is 'B' for before, and that (lndlfatlng
the tail board) is 4B' for 'behai,"
whereupon the old gentleman uiarobed
oil' with great dignity.
A woman in Paris has established an
institution for the propagation of,, the
aut species. She has inured herself, to
the stings of her pet insects and handles
them with perfect confidence.. From
every brood born lu her preserves she
selects the best "layers" to raise 4thd
their eggs are sold at a fair prta .to
bird fam,' la rs as food for pheasants.
She has a number of agents continu
ally scouring the forests in the,,rnal
districts of France and capturing targe
nests of ants, which they send to- her.
Her ant house Is kept a good, i djUtanoe
from the city, and therefore is' no ' nui
sance to neighbors, and is 4 positive
blessiug to thousands of farming peo
ple. It seems that the practice of scalping
is not peculiar to the North American
Indian. A query put forth in. nature
draw s out the following informratm on
the subjebt: Iferotlotus mentions that
it was one of the . most characftsrlstic
practices of ancient Scythians It Is
said that the custom still prevails
among the wild tribes of the frontier
In the north-eastern district of Benfol.
The Friend India remarks that "The
Naga tribes use the scalpTnft-knlfe
wlih a ferocity that Is only equated -y
the American Indians: and the ' scalps
are carefully preserved as evidences of
their prowess and vengeance over their
enemies. On the death of a "chief !all
the scalps taken by him during his
warlike careers are burned wlth his
remains."
Among Anderson's peculiarities was
a mortal fear of dogs. He oboe rwrote
to an intimate friend residing, In Ge
neva that ho meant to come to pay. him
a visit, and would arrive on' a certain
day. The family possessed a large but
perfectly gentle and very rntjAHgent
Newfoundland dog, whicbJn antici
pation of the poet's, visit, was carefully
chained up. The day! appointed for5 his
arrival came, but no Andersen made
his appearance. Days and weeks, suc
ceeded, and still he did not oemeA.t
last the fatuity reoelved, a, Jettef from
him poet-marked Nice, "Dear fr)epd"
he wrot,"'i arrived at yef house ion
the day I stated, bufcwhea I got lto,4be
gate I saw such a big dog in the yard
that I did not dare to (0 in, and ia I
teak the frit train W Italy."
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