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ttOOSLIQHT.
Tbe bluest gray th grayest bin,
What golden gleaming atari ere set,
A moon wbOM fiction yellow waves
Hake fair the rippled rivulet
Night ha bar onrUln over all ;
Th lira ahow dark against the iky ;
Th only sound la In the eong
Of a lata nightingale close by.
Tba wooded walka wbioh aaamad ao aweet
Been in tha morning' fairy light,
Now dim and ahadowy hold no charm.
Bar tha nyateriona ohann of night
Ona swallow aura, the gold atari fade,
In tba cold aky a ohiU wind wakea ;
Tba gray Aloud frighten oat tha morn,
And thro' pale miat tha naw day break.
Good morn good night which la tha beat ?
God grut aoma day that I nay find
Both troa i good morn to Joy begun.
Good night to aorrowa left behind.
Losing Them Both.
The dearest little rosebud of a girl,
with cheeks where a pink flush came
and went, and blue eyes, with long,
golden brown lashes and hair that
waved without the aid of pins or irons.
I have al 4 ays thought her name was
the most suitable that could hare been
chosen for her, though the only wonder
Is that old Farmer Budd, did not name
his only daughter Deborah, or Rebecca
or Sarah Jane.
Bosanna had fortunately been her
father's grandmother's name, however,
and so came a Rose Budd into the World
for Mrs. Budd had made the Anna
middle name Instead of part of the first
and dropped it.
When 1 began to like Hose Budd so
much that I seriously thought of pro
posing to her, Hiram Roper liked her
too. lie was five years older than 1 ; a
plain man of 29, with faint scars on his
face and a bald spot on the middle of
his head. A poor man, studying medl
cine late In life, because he had not
been able to study In his youth, only
hoping for his diploma In a year, with
the practice all In the future ; and I, at
24, had the Hoes wood estate for my own
and money enough to live on comforta
bly. There could be no comparison be
tween us, I fondly hoped, that would
not be favorable to me, and I coolly,
though politely, took my place before
him, and tut him out on all occasions
with Rosebud. I yonng and rich and
handsome, and, as I supposed, ele
gantly dressed; he, plain poor and
shabby, looking 10 years older than he
really was. What chance had he against
me?
And so he slipped quietly Into the
back ground and I made love to Rose
bud, and one day kissed her on the
cheek, and told her life would not be
worth having to me If I could not win
her; and she said nothing, but out
blushed all the roses, and let me kiss
her again. After that we walked boldly
arm-in-arm through the village, and
friends teased me, and the other beaux
dropped away, and one day I gave her
a ring to wear on her left-band fore
finger. Two weeks from that day I went to
London on business In the city, and
began to know people. I visited at the
houses of wealthy merchants, and met
their wlvea and daughters, and by de
grees began to understand that, though
my Rosebud was very fair and sweet,
she was not a hot bouse flower. In
other words, her dreas was not like the
dress of a fashionable belle; her man
ners were homespun, her education
poor. She was very good exceaslvely
good, but not an elegant lady. Then,
too, she sent me notes In big buff enve
lopes, and used little "1" for the per
sonal pronoun, which should have
been honored by the capital "I."
And Farmer Budd with his uncouth
coats and wonderful hata and long
stsggllng beard and hair, was not the
tort of father-in-law that I should ad
mire ; and there was Miss Hannover.
Perhaps that fact was the most power
ful one of all the workings of my dls
cncbantrnent; for Mil Hannover wa
beautiful, ail millinery and upholstery
and Fa pa Hannover wa called Prlnoe
Hannover by bis friends, and bad hi
dinner table let for 40 every day ; and
wore a fortune in diamonds on his
bosom, and made friends wherever he
went, by hi lavish gift, and wa the
greatest stock gambler In London.
Pap Hannover had smiled on me,
and counseled me bow to Invest, and
had dined me with his dally 40 friend,
and had said, "Vlolette, love, this I
Mr, Markham, one of those country
gentlemen of wborn we are trying to
make city men."
And Violet smiled rapidly upon me.
Since then how many tote-e-tats bad
I not with her hew many ride I I wa
learning to dance wllh her, end I bad
forgotten to writ to Rosebud for
two week, when cam aa anxious lit
tle not nn bin paper, beginning thai t
Data RaxaT I lake up my f ta ka4
breubea la mlad reordtag yea I knew ree
weuM wru w jrm nn mm aw ouj.
Iff are atoa do lellymf e4 la faW
eoaa ay end tee re tlenry I tB mat writ
armor aattl I heat from foal aa to troe-
bled la my mind. We are well and in the
hope thai yon will enjoy the aame Meaning i
remain Your truly, Bon Budd.
"P. a Do let pa oome if yon are aiok. i
am ao troubled in my mind."
I hastened to reply, the awful dread
of Mr. Budd' fatherly care banging
over me, ao to speak, by a single hair.
I wrote to Rose but how f When it was
in the box, I did try to fish it out again
but it was too late. It had gone, and
Its termination, "Thanks, Mia Budd,
for your friendly anxiety concerning
my health ; I am sure that Mr. Budd
doe not share It," was perhaps the
worst of all the line by which I told
her, not In frank, boneat words, bat in
a manner that no woman could fall to
underttand, that I did not choose to re
member we were betrothed.
After that no more letters in yellow
envelope came to trouble me, and I
paid attention to Mia nannover, and
Invested my money according to Han
nover' advice. And day and week
and months rolled by, and If a thought
of my little Rosebud, falling because
the sunlight of my love wa withdrawn
from it, crossed my mind, I drove it
away with a sigh. I could not help it,
I said ; it wa fate. Fate meant me and
Miss Hannover, for Vlolette, and we
had met, that was all. No, not quite
all; one day I remember it was the
day after a splendid ball, and I called
on Vlolette, whose escort I had been
the night before one day I made this
latter statement to Vlolette Hannover,
and she having heard it, bestowed on
me her most aristocratic stare and asked
me if I did not know that she had been
engaged to Mr. Twentyplum for six
long months.
''And am to be married next week,
Mr. Markham," added she. "So you
see you must be mistaken about fate."
"And you have only beon flirting
with me?" I said bitterly. "Do you
know that you gave me reason to hope
everything from you?"
"I know it Is time for me Jo dress for
a drive," said she. "So you must say
good afternoon; and don't look so
ridiculously tragic, Mr. Markham. 1
hate scenes."
And I felt that I deserved It all, as I
went for the last time down the steps
of the Hannover mansion.
In a fortnight Vlolette was Mrs.
Twentyplum. In a month Mr. Han
nover was a bankrupt one of those
who take a foreign trip with plenty of
money in their pockets, while others
lie crushed beneath the fragments of
their broken branches at home.
My money went with his. I had
oome to London with a moderate com
petence. I had Increased it by specu
lation until I was absolutely wealthy.
Now I found myself almost poor.
There remained to me only the Moss
wood property, which must be turned
Into a farm, and I mysely must leave
my hope of being one of the city mll
llonarie behind me, and become a
plain farmer a man of the same social
status as Rosebud's father, without
his oom Tor table knowledge of money In
the bank to comfort me.
However, with the bursting of the
bubble of fortune, the circle which had
gathered about Hannover had been
seemingly scattered to the winds, and
people knew that Miss Vlolette had
jilted me, and also that my money was
gone. The city had lost many or Its
charms, and I wrote to the old woman
who had kept the house at Mosawood
for my father until his death, to make
It ready for my return. Then sell
ing the furniture of my bachelor
rooms, and packing my smaller be
longings in a few trunks, I started
homeward.
I must go back to Mosswood and be
oome a farmer. I should find Roaebud
fading gradually away, of course, and
yet I knew she would be prettier than
ever. How she had loved me how
ungrateful I had been for that love.
Now I would make amends. I would
write as many repentant letters a were
neoesaary, and she would, of course,
forgive me. No woman ever forget or
cease to love any man she baa ever
loved you know. Yes, after a Uul
maidenly realstance, Roaebud would
bloom for me again. I wa aa aure of
thl a the train bore me onward, a I
wa that the moon would rise that
night.
There Is no adage more true than the
on that declare that misfortune never
come alone, but In troop. Often, of
course, on bring the other. In my
oaac, th anxletle that had trooped o
thickly about me made me nervous,
and ao led to a sever accident.
Having alighted at a certain station,
I delayed my return to the carriage
natU they had started. I remember run
ning after them, and then what do I
remember then ? Darkneaa, dreams,
pain, and awakening In a little room,
with whit curtains and a toilet tab!,
nd vision charmingly dreaaexl. Th
am on saying slowly t
Tat,!, jee I think he'll do."
And understanding this wa my old
frtnd Hiram Roper, I uked t
"How did I eem kr?" trying to tit
up, lad falling la th ttempt.
t . -
"Well," said Hiram, "wife and I
were at the station, and I saw you were
a good deal hurt, and we brought youj
XT 1 .Ut. I. n Vi.ian l
Oil. JL uu uivw una mj uvmoi
'Vmirat" aalrf T And vnu in mar
ried and in practice, I suppose?"
"Ye,"aid Roper. "0, ye; get
ting on famoudy. And you've bad a
bad time, but you'll be on the right
road soon. Come and tell him he will
Rosebud."
And there yes, there was Rose,
After I had ruminated on the fact a few!
minutes. I felt that truth wa stranger
than Action.
"Are you better, Mr. Markham?"
said Rosebud, bending towards me.
Here was a poetical story worked out
in our proper persons. A wounded
and repentant hero, I had been sent
back to Rosebud, to be nursed and for
given. Had she not forgiven me, she
never would have flown to my aid. All
that I could do just then, was to squeeze
her hand.
She took It away rather quickly ; but
that was very natural. I had not seen
her for three years. She did not know
of my contrition. But she had not pined
or faded; she was on the contrary,
stouter and rosier then ever.
Just then, Dr. Roper being present,
I said nothing, but afterwards, as the
evening shadows fell, she brought mc
tea and toast; and then I took her hand
and said :
"Dear Rosebud, how good of you."
And she answered :
"0, dear, no don't mention it."
"You are an angelof forgiveness." I
said. "And I I, have always loved
you. Rosebud. 'Tls true, a siren laid
her spells upon me, but the hallucina
tion is over."
"I shall think you arc wandering
again," said she, "if you don't stop
talking so. Do take your toast."
"No," said I, "no, not a mouthful,
Rosebud, until you will assure me that
you will forget the past, and once more
give me the love"
"Mr. Markham," cried she.
"Call me Henry, said I. "Rose if
you natea me, wouiu you d lie re ho
kindly ministering to my wants?"
"Here?" said ahe. "Where should I
be but In my own house? I'm sure
I've nothing to forgive, either. Since
you allude to our flirtation of three
years ago, and since you will talk of It,
I will tell you, once for all that I don't
think that we ever should have been
happy together. And I always liked
Hiram the best, only he was so shy.
And my goodness, we were married as
soon as he got his diploma."
"Married," cried I.
"Why, yes," cried Rosebud. "How
else should I be here? You know this
is Dr. Roper's houst? Didn't you
know I was his wife before? Dear old
fellow he is the best husband -woman
ever had, I'm sure, and Mr. Markham
I know now that I never really loved
you."
I don't know whether that was true
or not, but that did not matter. She
did not love me then, and does not now
and I lost her.
I live alone at Mosswood now, an old
bachelor, with a limp, and the dyspep
sia, and she and a bouquet of little
blossoms flourish over the way atvDr
Roper's.
Some time, perhaps, I may marry
Mlu Flint would have me and so would
the Widow Wiggins; but whatever I
may get to wear over my heart it will
not be a rosebud. I threw It away long
ago, and Roper picked It up, and It
make hi life fragrant.
TB rwtaJitie f tee Heartta Field.
Any one wno reaaa toe nanunr, re
port even in so respectable a paper a
the Fieid will find very unpleasant evi
dence of the sort of bloodthirsty de
light with which the more brutal inri
aenu or tne cnae are reiisiied by a
certain claw of sportsmen. Itislmpo
ibis to imagine any thing more uek
ening than description of wretched
hare and exhausted foxe being torn
into bit and eaten by the bounds. In
one case we read of a fox being pur
sued Into the cellar of a country house,
and killed in th presence of an "ex
cited crowd;" ana in another the worry
lag of a couple of foxe is spoken of a
"the cream of th day,"
The sight of aa old hare plucked
from it seat by furious dogs, and, as
it U gracefully pat, "allied to currant
telly," All tba mind of the chronicler
with "a feeding of gratitude for an op
portunity of sharing the sport of such a
pack. Again "I hey ran into and
killed thl fox oa a window sill in the
middle of tbe mala street (of a villa)
to the delight of the whole population,
who, to Judge by th crowd, turned out
to a man. la another ease a fine old
dogfox wa killed in the hrubbry of
a noose ana eat oa the lawn, ana
tha writer think "the hounds well d
erred their fox," a common phrase in
taeee report.
It appear that foxe are also sonic
Urns dag out f a hole for the mere
purpose of being gobbled op by th
bound. Titer la really bo eeoeaeity
for hauling bsdac associated with toco
Stupto bra tali tti but It la to be feared
that ei torn baa too atroag a hold a
yes to adsait of any affeMmai treatment
of aoca abu aatil pu Wis piutou ha
npasea a uum more. loh uar
Wr rrWw.
A Brwobr'i word
only when It I gnp).
ahoukl be law
Oriel.
Cccilius Calvert, second Baron of Bal
timore, ha a bold upon the recollec
tion of mankind far surpassing that
secured by any monument in the noble
city which he founded, in the fact that
the most charming bird that makes it
summer home in the parks of that city
bears his name. That bird is the Balti
more oriole Icterus Baltimore of Lln
DSBus. Its plumage Is patterned in
orange and black, the baronial color of
the noble lord's livery, and Linnaeus
only paid an appropriate compliment
to the source to which he owed his
Specimen of the new species when, in
1766, he recognized the coincidence in
the name.
Then as now the oriole was the most
beautiful and conspicuous of woodland
birds. From the winter retreats under
the tropics they return northwards as
the warm weather advances, arriving
in Maryland during the latter part of
April, and reaching Central New Eng
land by the middle of May. .In these
migrations, performed mostly by day,
they fly continuously and in a straight
line overhead. About sunset they halt,
and uttering a few loud notes, dive into
the thicket to feed, aud afterwards to
rest. They do not go in flocks, but
singly, or two or three together. The
males come to us in advance, and in
siantiy announce tiieir presence oy a
loud and joyous song, in the execution
of which they continually emulate one
another during the week or more that
elapses before the arrival of the females.
But tills emulation does not end with
vying in song ; they have many pitched
battles, chasing each other from tree to
tree and through the branches with
angry notes. The coming of the females
offers some diversion to these pugna
cious cavaliers, or at least furnishes
new casus belli: for, while they devote
themselves with great ardor to wooing
and winning their coy mistresses, their
jealousy is easily aroused, and their
fighting is often resumed. Even the
lad v-lovers sometimes forget themselves
60 far as to savagely attack their fancied
rivals, or drive out of sight the chosen
mate of some male bird whom they
want for themselves. This Is not all
fancy, but lamentable fact.
Mademoiselle Oriole is not so showy
as her gay beau. Persuade the )air to
keep (ju let a moment, and compare Uiem.
They are in site between a bluebird
and a robin, but rather more slender
than either. The plumage of the male
Is of rich but varying orange upon all
the lower parts, underneath the wings,
upon the lower part of the back, and
the outer edges of the tall ; the throat,
head, neck, the part between the shoul
ders, wing quills, and middle-tail-feathers
are velvety black ; the bill and feet
are bluish ; there Is a white ring about
the eye, and Uie lesser wing quills arc
edged with white. In the female the
pattern of color is the same, but the
tints are duller. The jet of the male's
head and neck is rusty in his mate, and
each feather is margined with olive.
The orange part of th plumage Is more
like yellow in the female, and wing
and Uil quills are spotted and dirty
Three years are required by the oriole
to receive .their complete plumage, the
gradual change of which Is beautifully
represented in one of Audubon's gi
gantic pistes. "Sometimes the whole
tail of a (young) male Individual In
spring Is yellow, sometimes only the
two middle feathers are black, and fre
quently the black on the black Is skirted
with orange, and the tall tipped with
the same color." Much confusion arose
among the early naturalists from this
circumstance. j
The singing of the male is al its
height now that the female have come, '
and they are to be heard, not only from (
Held and grove and country waj-elde, I
hut In the streets of villages, and even
In the parks of cities, where they sre
rwognlsed by every school-hoy, who :
calls them fire-birds, golden-robins,
liang-neets, and ltaltlniore birds. The
lludened avenues of Philadelphia,
the elm-embowered preclnts of New
Haven, the sacred tree of Boston Com
mon, the classic shades of Harvard
Square, and the walls of Central Park
all echo to their springtime mulr.
Ifnryr'$ .Vogot m.
The Herea TM( nrt
The present habit of thought with
regard to th moral of society must be
peculiar edifying to the democrats of
th day. It lathe custom to pak of
the relations between husband and wife
In the highest clasaea as we might dis
cus th sam subject in Parisian Hie.
Terrible scandals arise In high placos,
some of which are hushed up and never
make their way Into publicity, others
speedily And an millet at the rluba, and
gradually Alter through tha pre Into
th lowest grade of society. If un
doubtedly b offensive enough ; but un
pVaemot facts could reach th depth
la thalr aaked truth, they would un
luckily an unsavory story gain o
BQCb dirt U It falls, that when at Uat
It alights, U I hardly recognlsabl by
IU first ortgiaator.
Tha pity Is that the reputation of Im
-The hid
purity is not easily effaced. It la a case
of giving a dog a bad name; and with
such terrible testimony as we have
from the divorce court, it is difficult
to destroy the prevailing impression
that local morality is at a very low ebb.
Of course, with such facts as we have
that cannot be disproved, it is doubtless
hard to separate the wheat from the
chaff and to disciroinate between the
Innocent and the guilty. Many fash
ionable people adopt the self-same man
ner as the wrong doers, without a
thought of evil in their minds. Matters
are discussed before women now-a-day
that our srandmothera would have
shuddered at; but, then again, a period I
prior to theirs was infinitely worse than
the present. Young married women
are abused and condemned because they
hold friendly relations with unmarried
men, 'and many a scandal has been
created by the unfair judgement passed
on such Intimacy. The fact, is that in
this celibate age young men avoid the
unmarried of the opposite sex. They
fear to create false hopes, and, as they
do not want to make love, they prefer
the conversation of women of experience
and intelligence to the silly prattling of
the sentimental young lady or the re
volting fastness of the "girl of the
period." Thus the pleasant, married
woman receives all the attention that
her unmarried sister looks upon as her
own proper due, and hence, also arises,
many a bitter, jealous whisper calcula
ted to create Irrepalrable mischief for
all concerned. An Innocent, genial
lady meets constantly an innocent,
geniai man; they have many ideas,
many likes and dislikes in common,
and conversation is a mutual pleasure.
But Mrs. Grundy cannot believe in
this sort of platonic attraction ; there
must be something tender at the bottom,
and the more outspoken In speech and
manner, the more wily must they be at
heart.
All this is very trying to right think
ing people, above all now, when the
intercourse between the sexes grows
daily more equal, and is of the greatest
advantage to both. Granting that there
are hundreds of silly and wrong headed
people who would rather do evil than
not, still it Is very hard that others
should suffer In reputation for their
faults, aud should be accused of fllrta
tion because their friends happen to be
of the opposite sex. If women are ever
to rise intellectually, they must associ
ate freely with men. "Sweet girl grad
uates" may be very interesting lu
romance; but in real life they are color
less creations, apt to bore instead of to
charm, and fitted only to act as a useful
foil to those of their sex who have
learned humility and studied life and
all its teachings equally wltfi men.
Impam Srjr.
The country Is dotted with shrines
and spots celebrated In the historical
and legendary annals ol the country.
At Kamakoura, fifteen miles from Yo
kohamabetter known to foreigner
from the proximity ol the colossal
statue of Buddha than from any histo
ries associations Is the scene of action
of half the romantic and heroic histo
ries of the country. Huge temples,
broad avenues, vast flights of steps and
stately groves of trees, still mark the
sito of the ancient capital of Japan, v
still relics of the days when heroism and
chivalry went hand In hand, and when
Dai-Nlphon, "Poerlcas Japan," as her
sons still love to call hers, was alone In
her majesty, and unknown to the world
of "outer barbarians." North of Yoddo
lie Nlkko, the lovely burial place of
lye Yas, founder of the Tokugawa line
of Shoguns a veritable "ploce of hea
ven cropped on earth," a duster of fairy
temples set lu a framework of some of
the finest woodland mxjnery of the coun
try. Away north again are the famous
shrines of Ise, to which every Japa
nese who can do makes a pilgrimage
at least once lu his lifetime. But all
Uie pride and reverence of the Japanese
Is centered In Uie great mountain Fuji
Yam a. The glory of the regular, pure
white roof, rising from the plain and
towering king-like over the petty hills
scattered to the right and left, hs been
sung by Japanese poets aud limned by
Japanese arUsls.from time Immemorial.
Well-omened Is the houe so situated as
to command a view of the mountain;
fortunate the man who cau show, among
his household treasures, the duly
, signed certinVate of his having made lu
! arduous ascent. Scaacely a screen, or
a tray, or a lacquered bowl exist, on
, which Uie well-know n thape of the
mouuUln U not portrayed. Ignorant
' rustic cannot be convinced that there
j are spots In the werld from whence the
j con cannot be described. To the cilia n
of Yoddo It Is a barometer, a protective
genlua, a sight to amaae tba ferelgu vial
tor ; to th peasant It 1 a something so
sublime and grand aa net to be spoken
of without reverence, CI' Jr-
Oejom Waafehigto) offered bluMtlf
to An wofsxa bafora ba was acoapted.
Ha aoukl m4 artatos, and govwra a
natio.hut hadldat aoxprbed tba
subtle inauewc of an attenuated sigh.
FOOD FOR THOUGHT.
No man Is hurt by hlmself.-
Dioqt'
ne$.
A malicious enemy is not so bad as a .
clumsy friend.
A man must become wise at his own
expense. Montaigne.
The only thing we have really to be
afraid of is fearing anything mora than
God.
Look out for the best aspect of a
man as you do for the fine view in the
country.
Just in proportion that a man can be
counselled of his blunder, just Bother
is hope for him.
. This world of ours I like a fair ball
with a crack in it; it keeps on clanging
but does not ring.
Dewdrops at night are diamonds at
morn ; so the tears we weep here- may
be pearls in heaven.
The true secret of living at peace
with all the world is to have an bum
ble opinion of ourselves.
Every violation of truth is not only a
sort of suicide in the liar, but Is a stab
at the health of human society. (
Dupes, indeed, are many; but of all
dupes there is none so fatally situated
as ho who lives In undue terror of bein g
duped.
The chief ingredients in the compo
sition of those qualities that gain es
teem and praise are good nature, truth,
good sense, and good breedihg.
Hope is the best part of our riches.
What proflteth it that we bare the'
wealth of the Indies in our pockets, if
we have not the hope of heaven In our
souls.
That every day has its pains and tor
rows is universally experienced, and
almoHt universally confessed; but let
us not attend only to mournful truths:
if we look impartially about us wa shall
find that every day has likewise its
pleasures and its Joys.
Good humor, gay spirited are tha lib
erators, the sure cure for spleen and
melancholy. Deeper than tears, these
irradiate the topheta with their glad
heavens. Go laugh, vent the pita,
transmitting imps Into angel by the
alchemy of smiles. The satans flee at
the sight of theso redeemers.
Infinite toil would not enable yoa te
sweep away a mist; but by ascending a
little you may often look over it alto
gether. So it is with our moral Im
provement; we wrestle fiercely with a
vicious habit, wbich would have no
hold upon us if we ascended Into a
higher moral atmosphere. ArtJtair
Uelpt.
Stanley writes that he has discovered
a palefaced race of Africans in the Gom
baragara mountains. They are a hand
some people, ana some or toe. women
are exceedingly beautiful. Their.; hair
is kinky, but inclined to brown In oolor.
They have regular features and thin .
lips, out tneir noses, tnougn well shaped
are thick at the point. .
Much of our early gladneaa vanishes
utterly from our memorr: we can
never recall the joy with which be laid
our heads on our mother's bosoca. or
rode on our father's back in childhood :
doubtless that joy Is wrought up La oar
nature as the sunlight of lonr seat
mornings la wrought up In the soft
mellowness of the apricot.
The every-day cares and dutiee which
men call drudgery, are the Weight and '
counterpoises of the clock of time,
Siting it pendulum a troa Tlbr
on, and its hands a regular motion.
and when they cease to hang upon the
wheels, uie pendulum no longer swings.
Uie hands no longer move, the clock
stands still. Lvnqftllo.
The celebrated John 'Randolph, la'
one of his letters to a young ruatrve,
says "I know nothing I am to anxfooa
you should acquire aa toe faculty of
saying 'No.' You must expect un
reasonable requests to be preferred to
you every day of your life, and must
endeavor to deuy with a much facility
anu ainanc&s as you aoquiesoa. "
There eem to be some perao&sV the
favorites of fortune and darling of
nature, who are bora cheerful. It la
no superficial visibility, but a bountiful
nd beuefloent soul that sparkle la
their eyes and smile ou their tip.
Their inborn geniality amount to
genius the rare and difficult genius
rhich creates sweet and wholesocs
haractcr and radiate cheer. WhtffH.
Talent is something, but tact UVry-
thlng. Talent is seriou, sober, grave
and respectable; tact la all that and
more too. U I not a seventh sen hut
I the life of all the Ave. Ilistbeeve
eye, the quick ear, the judging , taste.
the keen smell, and toe lively touch; It
Is the Interpreter of all rlddiea, thenar
mounter of all difficulties, and remover
of all obstacles.-! If. J AktvOI
Oue hundred ton of Amerloan beef,
we are told, are consumed every week
in Ixodoa. Thl beef la (hipped free
this country In refrigerator apertmenta
In the steamers, and It undersell the
British beef la tha Loodoa mark
sometime being as low a oaehalf the
prtce of th latter. Ito quality I highly
commended, and a the eoesumptloo la
constantly growing, a large trade la
thl beef U anticipated.
During one of the expeditions Into
the Caucasus IgnatieoT ordered a bat
tery of artillery under a captain named
Sergueleffto shell a column ef the
enemy that threatened to eetSaak a la
force. The order wa obeyed, but the
shells did not explode, and produced
no more flct than round shot. Igaa
ueff galloped to the battery and ad
dressed th captain la language rather
snore vigorous tXan eeenpVljaeatary.
II calmly lifted a ahell la eoe hand
and applied a portfire to the fuse with
the other; then remarked to tha Gen
eral t "As you mm. General, the pewr
1 bad," The General sprang from hi
hem and embraced hla CTYtaf t "B?'
guetef, mj eoe, you are Brave than I