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My Wants, j
I waBt not weMllh-the yellow gold
That t hillH the ouJ like Arcllc pol4.
That turn U Ife the waftf!, rt; " s
Aud wltlim all the better par ;L
I want not wealth ; i k
Onl enouh to soothe dttPt-af,' j.
To wol the brow of wrwebedueaH,
To bring glad huille teYe thai WM),
And all my loved oueaafely Keep---
Tbl weulth I want, arid nothing more,
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I want not iowVr to sway my ktud.
And blindly lead a world oTbltDd.
To fhirt the Kc-rie on life rent Mage,
jirjimkpmi luprt-su the age;
..it pMSfr4??pr: :.j i - ,
hound vwnln iMon' t.ase control;
To aid it In It upward flight j
'jo jron blRh realm of love and iinht
This novter 1 want, and nothing inr-,
I warlt not fain to have my name
' Kucireled by a firih flame j
That, lilw- th- tlre n de'-eltfui ray. 4
A moment learns, thTi dlt-.i uv;y ;
I want not f ime.
I only want it may wild.
When 1 am gaihered to the dead ;
tHfWlfTHM!iTd died eonten' ,
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Kuchfame I "yrmnt, aftcTMot h i it ni'-r'.
-But th$ I wartVft mend,thatss true.
Wbo wlttifiy.yfrtue ktffdly view.
'And all wy.lniut as klndjy wan,
rnr more or ieiii'ii Minn ,
vU nOf e ; I
andiiy ovrtr tqfhoM :
.hdi"i nr5 lark. anil drear, nd'rold :
"v vv4iai.Jf w Q at ytf1 o m t a y
.iV-rt-lre I trefld Mt'P weary wnr.
trend
LAaniand even. more,
I want true lose truf woman's love.
As pure, as that whlehrulea above.
Ah deep an the unsounded nea,
And brKid oh 1" Immensity ; j
And cyenmoro;
1 wunt a Hnille to light tny home,
A kl to gre-t inc when I come,
A'heart whow sweet and holy ehime
Mhall with my own keep eveii ttm ;
fcuch love I want, atitl nothing more.
I want a ealna, aecluded place
In the kind thoughts of all my ra-e;
I want tht men Hhould enk ol me
In tcentle tonoa of charity ;
And even more;
I waut to teJ, deep In my heart,
I, ve acted well my humble part, "
Aud, when my earthly eoarBe is rua,
I want the Mater' kind "welf'Hone !
All this I want, and nothing more.
A Dark Day. j
Hetty Bockwood sat at the open
window a big basket of.undarned
htockiugs by her side, a new copy of
' The Latest Magazine " on the table
close by, while within reach a bright
butterfly hovered about a newly-opened
honey-suckle growing against the win
dow. The 'Spring breeze breathed
balmily into the apartment,: filling her
senses with a delicious dreaminess;
and her eyes wandered wistfully out
beyond the shaded village street to the
greeu fields and budding willows bor
dering the sparkling little. river. On
a morning such as this who could en- took leave, Hetty also arose, and light
dure to stay within doors? Who j ing her bedroom candle went slowly
could endure to sit quietly ilown and and sadly upstairs.
darn stockings? boy's stockings, too, When, next morning, she came
with great holes in the heels of Jhem, down, her mother remarktd. as she
which nierelv to look at. eau-ed her a ! busied herself about the breakfast ta-
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despairing sigh. Then the new maga- j
zine; how she longed to ! unfold the i
crisp sheet, luxuiate in its contents,
like the butterfly in the sweets of the j
honeysuckle. But -Hetty's life more i
resembled that of the bee than the but
tertly
Though only eighteen, he
e eldest of seven children, most-
was the
Iv boys; and a goodly portion of the
household work fell upon her shoul
ders. Her mother was a sharp, bus
tling woman, arid, though witRout an
idea of being unkiud, often made
her daughter's life irksome with dis
tasteful tasks and wearisome confine
ments. y 1
A glad, girlish voice aroued Hetty.
Looking from the window she saw
Siifie Lake, one of her' few intimate
friends, leaning on the little front gar
den gate.
" Oh, Hetty, do come and walk with
me down to Aunt Kllen's. I The morn
ing is just lovely; and I have Mme
thing so particular to tell you."
" I'm afraid I can't, Susit. It is
. Saturday, you know ; and I am sew
injj niilxwntching baby asleep, rhile
niotucr is iu nv mk iieu,
"Then Dl. have to tell you now, I
suppose."
She came close under the window,
and said, in a lower voice and mis
chievous smile : - . .
" Who do you think
I saw just
new
44 I don't know. The
pew
minis-
ter?"
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No, indeed ; somebody very ditTer-
ent from that fat red -faced old tod
ger," returntni Susie, irreverent!
"Oh, Susie! But who was it ?
44 New, it was just Mr. Walter ILiyrs.
Now ain't you surprised ?" .
A vivid I lush dyed Hettv s fair face.
. x v a a, v v t c a suv
reply, and Susie contin-
She mad ne
tied :
Hb employer, Mr. Mitchell, sent
him on business from Philadelphia to
and as this wasn't much out of
the way of hin home, they jrave him
leave to stop here for a lay or two ;
he, Jold rue when I met you just now.
He afriveoi only ah hourujto, in the
ie.from Cox's elation ; ami that
iov' I came to hee him hefore ywu did.
Hetty," hhe added laurhiriK?y.
' obe pa?ed on, leaving Hetty with
fluhed cheeks, lrightenel eyes, and a
heart thrilling with triad excitement.
No wonder. For more than a year
pant the tliotitrlit of Walter Haye haw
hen the brightest spot, of her life,
around which all a'wf-et, vagtie thoughts
airo he. had ftood at that same little
green garden gate, in the iiu.nlight, -
on their late return from the church
concert, and bidding her 'good-bye be
fore going away to the great city to
seek his fortune. She remembered
how the warm, lingerinir clasp of his
hand had thrilled her, and how he had
said at lat, in a voice that almost
trembled
You must not forget me, Hetty. I
shall thin of you ..always, and wlicn I
comeback " '
And just then her mother had come
oh the ?orch, and -Galled hor in out of
the5 clamp air ; and so he had left her
reluctantly.' Ilut now he had come
I ack, and she would s
n to-day.
" I do . declare,' 1
exclaimed
the room,
her mother, 'trtlstli
warm and tin shed fro?
iir-baking,
iMyou axe the laziest' girl I ever saw. j
Here you've leen upwanls of an: hour
darning one pair of stockings! What
have you been about? Dreaming away
your time as1 usual, no doubt, aiul with
! all the children's Sunday clothes to
look over and lay out for to-morrow,
besides the Saturday's 'chores.'"
. Hetty penitently resumed hr work.
! But site was very glad when, toward
sunset, it was all done, and she had
' leisure to run up to her own little
t room ; and never in her life had she
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i taken Huch pains with her appearance
' as now, while she arrayed herself in. I
; what -;he considered her most beeom- j
ing toilette, a soft, dove-colored dress, j
with a knot of a rose-colored ribbon at j
j her throat, and another nestling like a !
' freshly-bloomed rose in the ripples of
i her brown hair. ' j
i How anxiously she listened for the !
j expe-ted ring at the front door. How
; tuirrultuously her heart beat when at
I length it came, and how, heavy it sank
! when old Deacon Brown stalked in,
to discuss some church-matters with
her father ! Then she began to look at
the clock ; and her hetirt grew fainter
and fainter as she saw it traveling
slowly round to 8 o'clock. In River
side they kept early hours, and when,
at a quarter of nine Deacon Brown
hie
44 Hettv
Walter Haves was here last
night."
" Oh, mother !"
There was something almost pathetic
in the look and tone; but Mrs. Loek-
wood was too busy with the steaming
! collce-pot to perceive it."
j 44 He came in just as you had gone
upstairs," she "continued. " He asked ;
for you, but it w:is so late, I thought it
hardly worth calling you dowruagain.
He had. bven seeing Miss Mitchell !
home to her aunt's that Philadelphia'
girl, you know, and I didn't know un
til he nientined it, that she was a
niece of his employer, Mr. Mitchell.
He is certainly Improved. To my
mind, there's nothing like city life for
giving people what they call atii'- now.
Make Eddie's milk-tea. whilst I pour
out the co tree."
"I think," observed-Mr. Lock wood.
, as he took his place at the table and
cut into the cold corned-beef, "I think
I heard Ham TuP-tall say yesterday
that young, Jilayes was paying atten
tion to Mis Mitchell. He said he had
' seen them together in. Philadelphia.
She's a haud.-ome girl, and her father's
got money. If Walter marrii-s her
he will do well don't bolt y--ur food
.like that: cut it properly, Hr. before
eating."
Hetty turned suddenly si k .t heart.
She said nothing, but she could not
swallow her breakfast, ami her moth
er presently remarked upon her pale
looks. '
! 44 Don't you feel well, chiM . " I no
, ticed that you were Hdgetty au.i per
" voiis last night. You're feverish. I
' doubt, witirthe spring weather."
It wasn t much like spring to-d:ir.
0oi if suaaen enang-s pi( in.tr
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the fickle moutli of. April had taken
place, and a cold; breee ard kadeu
cloud replaced the balmy airs and
sunny skies of yesterday. It began to
drizzle, too, as the familv arose from
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the break fast table; and a bleak and
cheerless pros j reel was presented with- i
fut. - t
Hetty was glad tlrat her nn.th '
mitted her to go to her rfKm
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down. Tli ere was never a fire irt
,
nm : but she drew the bedclothes
over h' r head, and wished that she
could thus shut herself out from the
whole-, world. She felt forlorn and
miserable. All her sweet foolish dreams
of love seemed to have been rudely
strb-keri at a blow. Walter had ceased
to care' f r her. lie had not b'ei
i.'i" against a year's absence. He
had been won from Iter bv that hand
some, stylish girl from Ihiladelphia ; i
iind Hetty hid tier face in her pillow, i
and almost wished that she could die. j
It was the darkest day she had ever j
known. She tried to read her Bible,
but could not fix her thought on it,
and closed it in despair. She listened
to the dismal beat of the slow-falling '
rain, and at tiinew watched the sway
ing of the half-budding tree branches
in the chill wind. The cherry tree be
fore htr window had been'yesterday
whitening into blossom. Surely the
cold would kill the tender buds, and
there would be no fruit. How like her
own hopes and happiness !
Her mother sent for her to come
down to dinner. There was, she said,
no use in staying upstairs in the cold,
and the child would be better bv the
fire, with some niv-e wann soup. In
tliere all the'afternoon Hetty sat, while j
lier father and thqboys went to church j
for it had ceased raining nowand j
her mother read 44 Baxter's Rise and
Progress 'and sang dismal hymns to :
the baby.
44 Het," said Bill, upon his return
from church. 44 f saw your old beau,
Mr. Walt. Hayes, at church with Miss j
Mitchell, and he shook hands with me
and asked how the family was. She's
a real swell, n regular roarer, I tell you,
and if you don't shine up some, she'll
cut you out.
44 William, don't let me hear aris
more such slang talk from you, Ii
beg," said his mother reprovingly
"And Hetty," said her little sister
Annie, as 'she carefully drew otT and j
folded her gloves, " 1 heard Kate
Haves tell Mrs. Green that Walter and
Miss Mitchell were going back to-morrow
to Philadelphia, and Mrs. Green
said she supposed that was one reason
of his coming to Riverside that he
might travel home with her."
Hetty lost all heart and hope at this.
She longed for sympathy to lay her
head on her mother's knee and tell
her all. But Mrs. Lock wood, though
she really loved her children, was not
one of those gentle and sympathetic
mothers to whom their children thus
turn ; and poor Hetty went again to her
lonely room, and wrapping herself in
a shawl, seated herself at the window
and look listlessly out.
A few people were passing. She
hardly notic ed them; until she sudden
ly met a pair of brown eyes, and a hat
was lifted ; and she drew back with
burning cheeks and a beating heart, as
Wader Hayes passed. How hand
some he . looked K and as her mother
J had observed, how improved in ap:
pearance with so much of manliness
and dignity. And she what could
he think of her, sitting there pale and
forlorn-looking, with her hair all dis
ordered t about her face? He might
come tliis evening, perhaps, and yet
she hardlv wished it. now. It would
only be .painful to see him, and tind
him changed. Still, she -dressed her-
t
self and went down stairs, though her i
head was throbbing and she felt really
ill. And, all the evening she waited I
aud wathced as she had done before !
and Walter never came, and she knew i
knew now that he did not care to see '
her. And o ended the long, drcarv '
.lay. ,
Next morning Hetty aro-e feverish
and ill. But she busied herself -about
the household work ; and -when her
mother, observing only that she' was
ilull and languid, remarked that she
nerdel a walk, ami d-sired her to car
ry a little jar of butter to old Mrs.
Simpson, she n::'de no objection. The
day was pleasant though cool, and
w rapping he reel f in a warm shawl of
her m r'le, . and tying a pink-lined
hood about h.T face. Hetty sat ofl alone7
on lu r wj 1.
Ii was jathtr a long di.-tance that
-he had to o - (,ut of the village and
fps a tli-ld', and then by a lonely
pathway liug along the foot of a hill.
Mr-, Sin
r. v.
.iti -iiic unit- taiK-
ug;, an. t u xas late when tne girl set
' out on her return .
."-lowly n racing the little pathway
under the dripping bce ..-lies, Hettv
fau-ed at the t le which letl into the
open tit Id. It tas pleasant here. The
sun shed a golden light over the beech
boughs, and a breath of spring-time
woodland fragrance floated on the air.
Somehow Hetty felt soothed, as she
t(Ml restlnir on the stile, and looking
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dreamily at the white clouds overhead.
n approaciiing lootstep startled
her. Turning, she aw a man's figure
corning along the pathway, and an
other glance; showed her that it was
Walter Hayes. Her . heart gave a
great throb and then seemed to stand
still.
He came on straight toward her
his hand extended,' hia lips smiling,
Kis eyes looking straight into her
own
" Hetty !"j
She looked up at him, half in hope I
half in doubt, and theixlor came and
went on her face.
" Hetty i have waiitednso much to
see you." j
She could not mistake the sincerity
of his tone, jor the look' of the brown
eves; and she answered simply and
naively. j
" I thought you had forgotten me."
" Forgotten you ?"
She could not have told how it hap-
pened ; butmehowhe found herself j
seated on the step of the stile with i
Walter beside her, and her cheek close, j
ah! very close to his; whilst all the
world around seemed transformed into
a strange beauty and glory. Such mir
acles does a moment sometimes work
in our lives.
As they, walked slowly homeward to
gether, he told her what one thing and
another had prevented his seeing her;
among the rest. Bill, having confiden
tially informed him at church, in an-
; swer t Tiifj inquiries, that she was
"too sick to come down stairs that
day "a statement which he unfortu
nately credited, and when this morn-
ing he had; calIe(i and learned
j her mother tvhere she had gone, he had
j lost no time in following,
j "But, Walter,'; said Hetty, hesita-
tingly, 44 do you know I heard some
j thing aboutryou and Miss Mitchell?"
He laughed, t -
"Mjss
Mitchell is te be married
shortly, Hettie, to our junior partner.
I She has been very kind to me, and so
,
Tr tt T
uncle, my. employer. Indeed-,
wanted to tell you of my good
fortune ami good prospects; and to ask
you, darling, if, when"
And then1' the words which had been
for a whole year delayed were spoken;
and Hetty j wandered asjdie came in
sight of her; home, hether this could
be the same world that it had been on
that dark, dark day, yesterday.
A Queer Trade. France, always
fertile in discovering professions for her
children, has just invented a new oc
cupation. g A man goes about thestreets
of Paris bearing a small tray covered
with a green cloth. On this tray are a
pack of cards, a set of dominoes, and a
dice-box. jWith this stock-in-trade,
the man, who styles himself 44 L' Ama
teur," goes to the houses of invalids or
idle persons, and for a small fee plays
with them at any of the games that
can be' managed with such properties
as cards, dice and dominoes. It is said
that the "amateur" makes a very com
fortable living by tUis discovery of a
want in the social -organization of
Paris. Undoubtedly this amateur card
player is much more likely to be in de
mand than, the , eehri-mythological
Quatorzieme, who was supposed at one
time to earn a livelihood in Paris by
I attending dinner iarties, where,
through some mistake, the number of
guests wasj the fatal 13. This number
14 was expected to entertain the com
pany with! brilliant conversation, and
was said to receive a large fee ft r his.
services. But the persons giving din-
ntrs wnojso iar aery tne taws lain
down b(y Brillat-Savarin as to be in
any danger of finding themselves at
the eleventh hour with 13 at table are
comparatively few, and there must
have been seasons when Quatorzieme
had but a dulj time of it.
How the Ancients Ground
Grais. Mrs. B. B. Heading has pre -
sentei to the Academy of Sciences, on
lhalf of J. H. Sisson, of Siskiyou
county, a ntetade of basalt rock, "found
nine feet below the surface of the earth
near the Oregon boundary line. The
metade was used by the ancient ativen
races for the purpose of grinding grain,
rA I f t Vl ? C c mftn Vine M fkt I ,m t
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ly raLsel atsjut the elge on the two
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sides and at the unner end. and is
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arui iweiuy iwo incnes long ana nr-
teen inches. in breadth. It is supported4
by three Iegi, the upper one being an
inch or so longer than" the two lower,
thus glviujg it the jvequisite incline so
that the grain, cilshed to flour by , his influence his life. It dignifies , ohsly expliiu4 hUabeeuce and Ume
means of a heavy rbller, can slide oft , him in every station, exalts him in nets to his friends uijoals return, by
iuto a vessel placef Vat the open end j every condition, and glorifies him at j saying that he had jut got back fram
for that purpose. t every period of life, Huch a character ! LeadvHIe. :".' "
The Pastor's Salary.
HOW A illLllK VOLLl.K('TI IT.
f - .---w.. . A. V 1 ItV IW1, '
A worthy miller as the storv is told j."kinj- sycophant, a treacherou'
! in Rev. Duncan Dunbar's rueiuoir- , nwwrbw wchchMtor.
S was once pained by hearing that the Pl,r J frunratul righteous
! minister was going away for want of ! mss "'N'ritiff in such a person. If
.support, the church having divided. A"1"' mn bllt how much a geod
.that thev could no lontrer raise his ' 0 n'mi'Ur "M dignify and exalt
'salary. He called a meeting and ad- hou' R!orioalt would make
dressed his brethren very imnh st!v, ' tlTr"Ts, venr fn this life; ever
j for he was ene of the 'iHwrest among r-W-e ttud I hem yielding to the
1 the comfortable farmer, "lie asked if base born punisee ef
the want of money was the only rea
son for his change, and if all were
UI,lted in desirin the of the ,
pastor could they still keen him. There
was but one voice in reply. The pastor , Mulciber ior Vuh-aip was the artifi
was useful and '.beloved; but the flock ,H'rof heaven -in the Oreifk mytholo
was so poor! " Well," replied the mil- ! sy ud they are riot far wrong who
ler, 44 1 have a plan by which I can presented Tuhal-Cain', the first me-
raise his salary without asking one of
you for one dollar, if you allow me to
- a 1
take my own way to do iL wjll as-
sume the responsibility for one year.
nae x your consent, .
Of course they could not refuse this,
I T T a. n
although thy expressed surprise,
knowing the miller to be a poor man
nn, . . a ,.t, V :
The j ear drew to a close. The niir
i9ter had hocQ tdessed in his labors.
and ne one hal been called oh for
money. When they came together the
miller asked the pastor if his wants
had been supplied and his salary tm-L
He replied in the affirmative. When
the brethren were asked if they were
any poorer than at the beginning of
the year, each one replied 44 No," and
asked how they could be when they
had paid nothing. He asked again,
44 Is any man here any poorer for keei
ingthe minister?" and the reply was
the'same as before. 44 Then," he said,
"brethren, I have only to tell you that
you have paid the salary the same as
you always did, only more of it and
with greater promptness. You remem
ber you told me to take my own way
in this matter, anft I havo done so.
As each of you brought his grist to the
mill, I took out as much grain as J
thought your portion and laid it away
for the salary. When the harvest was
over I sold it, and paid the minister
regutarly from the proceeds. You con-
fess that you are no poorer, so vou never
missed it, and therefore I now propose
that we stop talkinir about novertv.
and about letting our minister go, and
add enough to his salary to make us
feel that we are doing something!"
Mr. Dunbar used to say, " () for a mil
ler in every church "'
Religion andPhilosophy.
Nature takes a plain human face and
sets sweet thoughts and kindly im
pulses at work upon it, and it grows
into beauty. ,
44 If our hearts condemn us nct.then !
have we confidence toward God." j Country ladies-' in English homes,
When achild picks flowers in afield) says the Londqn Acu, do not btop at
and brings us thewltole handful, one I carrying oat the tradition of their great
up nd one dowu, we see more clearly j grajudinQUitrAin ordering well their
thejbeauty, the harmony iu color and j houMrltolds. They take a great aa4
form that is so good to our sight. We growing iui crest Iu the eHnomic qu
arrange them, and altogether they Hons of riiodefriHimes relating to sanl
blend in a beautiful whole; so that we tary rt-fonns andMmprovehienU. They
do not look at one, hut at the whole btudy thedoctri1iebf'ioHtical economy
bouquet. This perception of the bar-1 which may teairsh them. how to raise the'
mony of beauty is an instinct in us, conditiouof Uieir,tejiautyet avoid any
lying In. our eyes and ears those risk of pauperizing, jfljyjr plan cot
bridges between our souls and the j tge wiiicji shall permitof decent liv
created things, even in the beating of ing aud yef brtrig in a fulf, or approx
the wavea of the air made manifest iu inrately fair; return 'onSdtlay. They
sund. ' 1 organize clab., rMJIfl-rooiiis, aud
A celebrated author says : 44 If I were j penny readings, and . an-ourage th
to choose the people with whom l ! womea to c-tnp vuwlk their hu-
would spend my hours of. couveiition,
they should be certainly such as labored
no farther than to make themselves
readily and -clearly apprehended, and
4 would have patience and curiosity to
understand me. To have a good serme,
j and ability to express it, afe the rno-t
essential and uecee-sary qualities in
i companions. - When thoughts rise in
j us fit to utter among familiar friends,
'there needs but very little care in
clothiug thern." '
Take care of onr health. . Keep tf'iis
wonderful machine which we call the
j body this mechanism which is at
i once the domicile and the servant, the
j transfwrter and the feeiler, of the soul
I and of the mind in the highest state
of efficiency.. Study the laws of health,
' and obey them conscientiously as the
: laws of morals or of civil and social
duty. A miad diseased is often but.l
. V. wvn A I -J 1 At ' . . I I . .
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store the body to health and the mind
A . . . . , .
will often be restored to it activitv
.. . .. . i
ana iu intellectual anaxeven moral
strength. " J
There is nothingxwhich adds so much
to the beauty ahj power f man as -a
j good, moral character. It iihis wealth
is more to be desired than everything
; else on irth. It makes a man free
and iriiieirfonan t 'Vn.
humAp nature.- - ""f
uJ nature
OK5raon a
Solbraon and the Blacksmith
chanio, as the father of civilization.
Thf blacksmtth has sometime been
called the klrtg ofhTechanics, and this
is the way he H aidto have earned
his distinction :
. 1 1
me storv troes that.riurinir th
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biiil ling of JMommrs Temple, that
wise ruler decided to treat the artisans
employed on his -famous edifice to a
banquet. While t ho men were enjoy
ing the good things, his bounty had
provided, King Solomon moved about
from table to table, endeavoring to be
come better acquainted with his work
men. To one he said :
44 My friend what is your trade?"
" A carpenter."
" And who makes your tools,"
44 The blacksmith," replied the car
penter. .
To another Solomon said :
44 What is your trade ?" and the r
ply was ; .
" A mason."
4i And who makes your tools?"
"The blacksmith," replied the ma
son. A third stated that he was a stoae
cutter, and that the tdacksmith also
made his tools. The fourth man tha
King Solomon add rwsed Was the black
smith himself. He was a powerful
man with bared uraw, ou which the
muscles stood out in, hold relief, aud
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And what is your trade, my good
man?" said the King.
" Blacksmith," laconically replied
the man of the anvil and sledge.
44 And who makes your tools?"
44 Make them myself," said the black
smith. Whereupon King Solomon Immedi
at ly proclaim d him the'King of Me
chanics, liecaiifceV he' could not enl
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make his own tools, hut all other ar
sans were forced to jjo to him to har
tneir tools made ; i
Soma English, Ladies.
j boiid' ajid fcoriifcoti fjje-prjnciple that
j even they may have feoinethiug they
are pleased to call their" mi uda. They
get the tads an'd lasses tlo oorne of an
evening ti thS"Mg house.' and enjoy
! ic k netlt, if it be nothing more, of
i theHK-iety for anjiuuxof aa educate!.
t well-umanertd woman. They hav
; been known to but Id muiic halls in the
i
; grounds, ere t an organ and g.ve the
. p'ple perhxilcal concerts. With all
; this there i4 no saerifice of the more
r highly pistil aooial pleasures and du
ties. Nothing' of wi tne interest we
have enutucatod, or olliers more ex
tended, interferes with the dinners to
the neighlvM on moonlight nights, or
the entertaining of a hou- Irty n
friends frora town.
Lxrerv1itnts are being made in rice
culture on high ground in Florida,
without floding the field, and very sa
rrior rice has U-eii proxluced, w bush-
, , ... w, t
, el" to the sxre. The land was prepared
. ...
1 witnoui using rerriuixers.
A young man who went into the
i fountry ,"lHtfodnc1jimself to a spring
hen roost and heard' something go off
very much like a shotgun, eimultane-