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- - -ADVERTISIN4C RATES. THE HERALD ere. IS PUBLISRED me squaronen t inseton and EVERY WEDNESDAY MORNING, otie of meetings,obitues and tributes At Newberry, S. C. Special notices in local. column 15 cents BY THOO, P. GREUEKER' perie. Editor and Proprietor. and ed gy. Special contracts made with Jaigo adver. Tems, $2.50 per Jnnum, Invariably in Advance. A Family Companion, Deyoted to Literature, Miscellan News, Agriculture, Markets, &w Ug Tt?ir isto=ed at the epnino scription. denotes expiraton of sub CLOVDS WITH SILVER LIN INGS. - The's never a day so sunny Bat a little cloud appears ; Thee's never a life so happy But has had its time of tears; Yet the sun shines out the better When the stormy tempest clears. .Ther's ASver a garden growing With roses in every plot; There's never a heart so hardened But it has one tender spot; We have only to prune the border To And the forget-me-not. There's never a cup so pleasant Bathas bitter with the sweet; There's never a path so rugged That bears not the print of feet; - iiwe ha i* a helper promised For the trials we may meet. There's never a sun that rises Bat we know 'twill set at night; The tints that gleam in the morning, At evening are just as bright; Ad the hour that is the sweetest Is between the dark and light. There's never a dream that's happy But the waking makes as sad; There's never a dream of sorrow But the waking makes us glad; We shall look some day with wonder At the troubles we have had. ; There's never a way so narrow But the entrance is made straight; There's always a way to point us To the "little wicket gate;" And the angels will be nearer To a soul that is desolate. There's nevera heart so haughty But will some day bow and kneel; There's never a heart so wounded That the Soviour cannot heal ; There is many a lowly forehead That is bearing the hidden seal. There's never a day so sunny But a little cloud appears; There's never a life so happy But has had its time of tears; Yet the sun shines out the better When the stormy tempest clears. PHlKIND TURKHYJUN, -0 A THAlKSGIVMG STORY. * -0 'It was the evening before Thanks givg. The sun had gone down behind the hills of Greenville, leaving then o and bare against the dull sky The squirrels were safe and warn in their own little houses crackizq nuts for their thanksgiving dinner The trees waved their tall, bart branches in the bitter cold, but the; knew that their roots were shelter ed by the kind earth. The coli winter shouted a merry "good eve ning" to everything, as he rushei over the frozen ground. He raced over the bare hills ; the squirrels drew closer together, ani exulted over their crowded store house; the trees bowed a statel; good-night, as he whisked away buzthe calmied down as he met -little figure on the frozen road, ani gave her time to draw her fadei cloak tighter over her blue hands before he rushed on again. A wagon was heard. "Rattle rattle !" Even the wagon is cold th.e child thought, as she heard thi loose spokes rattling in the wheels She stepped aside for the wa~ onuto pass; the driver a pleasant looking man, stopped his horses and asked her whith~er she was go ing. "To the city," answered th< child. "To the city!" cried the mar "Why you will never get there, un less you are blown there, or I taks you." "Will you take me ?" she asked not eag;erly, but like one accustorK ed to refusals. His answer was to reach dows his hand to help her up. "Now," said he, as he put her ur der the heavy buffalo robe, "whati your name ?" "Mary-only Mary," she answer ed hastily. "Mary," said the man, softly more to himself than to the child "I wish it hadn't been that." "Why there's lots of Marys, said the child. "Yes, I know it," he said. ' had a little Mary last Thanksgiving I--I don't like to see any one name Mary in trouble." "I ain't crying," said the chil, smiling, "because I'm in trouble but 'cause I'm so cold. I ought t have trouble, Granny says." "Ought to have trouble, hey said the man, stopping his horst and drawing from under the buffalo robe'a can of hot coffee. "That hasn't been off the stove more than five - minutes," he said, as he filled a tin cup and handed it to her. "Take that and drink to your Gran ny!" "It is very nice," she said, when she had drank it all. She did not say, I have tasted nothing before to-day. Why should she, when there had been so many days like this in her short life? The man replaced the can, pulled the robe up even with her chin, and told the horse to "get up" and "go along;" then he whistled awhile; then he said: "It is mighty cold. I hope it will keep so !" "Oh, don't!" exclaimed the child; "'cos it makes turkey cost so much, poor folks can't have any." "Don't you care anything for me," cried -the man pathetically ; "here's my wagon full of turkeys." "I didn't know you were a turkey man," she said gently. "Yes, I am a 'turkey-man,' and I think even poor people can afford to buy a turkey once a year, if they are high. The turkey-men have been waiting a year for this day." There was a twinkle in his eye she did not see; he looked down into the little pale face. "I ai afraid you don't care for the turkey men!" he said soberly. She hung down her head and started to say something, but stop ped. "Well, what is it?" he said laugh ing. "I do like you," she answered, earnestly; "but the poor people I have known them always.". They rode on for awhile in si lence. The hot coffee had worked wonders; the blue little hands had stopped shaking, and the child smiled as she saw the city lights in the distance. "Now you are more comfortable," said the turkey-man, "let us hear where you are going, and what your other name is." "My name is only 'Mary,' and I am going to find my cousin." I"Nonsense!" he said, a little sharply . "Of course you have got a name." ~"They alm Mr Kent,' but I hate it, andlIwon't have it!" she cried, passionately. "Why did they call you that ?" he asked, gently. "'Cause my father ran away, and left me in Granny Cole's house, when I was little. Hie pinned a paper on my dress, that said on it : "Left to pay the rent." The turkey-man whistled aind asked if Granny Cole were good to her. "Pretty kind," said the child, wearily. "Anyway, she didn't 'spise me like Sally did." "Who may Sally be ?" asked. the~ turkey-man. '"She is Granny Cole's daugh ter." S"Did Granny Cole send you alone to the city?" said he watching her suspiciously.. ''She told me the other day,' said the child, mournfully, "if I ever come home and found her gone, to go to the city and find my cousin. Yesterday she sent me off with Sal. ly, an' when I come back Sally ran away from me, an' I couldn't find Granny." "Are you quite sure you can find Syour cousin ?" She looked up in his face, and laid her thin hand on his sleeve. "I never saw my cousin," she said calmly, "If Granny has run away from me, I haven't anybody I know." "Why, then did you come to the city?" said the turkey-man, wonder ing where he could leave her. "I know the city best," she said ; "Granny used to live there, till a weeft ago. It is ' so dark in the ,country,when you have to stay alone! There are the market-men-see how bright they are !" It was the night before Thanks I giving, in the city as well as in the .country ; the markets shone as they d always do the evening before the great feast. Never were garlands a more green, never apples more , red, or gobblers more plump. o The turkey man drove up and stopped. "' "Here is asfar aslI can go, lit e tie ne," he said a he lifted her out and stood her safely in the bright light of the market. She was a pretty child, but pale now, with blue lips and shaking hands. ."Poor little thing !" he muttered; '-I wish they hadn't named her Ma ry ;" and he entered the market. The market-men beamed on ev erybody. They rubbed their hands as customer after customer van ished with the cold form of some kind of fowl neatly covered, all but its feet, in brown paper. It was growing late ; the turkey man had sold out; he waited only to get a hot supper before starting for home. He had been thinking entirely of dollars and cents; but as he walked out of the market he thought of his home, his wife wait ing alone for him in.the great white house, and his little Mary safe in God's home above-he had forgot ten the homeless child left alone outside the market. A heavy hand was laid on his arm. "Stand back a moment !" whispered a voice. He looked up and saw a large policeman watching a child at a barrel of red apples. It is his little fellow traveler! "That's a sharp youngster!" half laughed the policeman, under his breath. "This sort of thing is going on here all the time. Nothing is safe for a moment." The little blua hand was already on an apple. It faltered a moment, then grasped it tightly, then drop ped it. She hid her face i. her_hands. The turkey man stepped up to her and touched her shoulder gently. She had not seen him; but with out looking up, the child knew who it was-it was the only friend she had. "I couldn't do it! Oh, I couldn't!" she sobbed. "But I'm so hungry !" and she fell against the barrel. The stars were shining cold and clear. The turkey-man's wife was looking oat, and wishing the ther mometer could go up, without the price of turkeys going down. "It is so cold for John riding from the city alone !" she said to herself. She opened the door, hoping to hear the wagon ; but the cold wind sent her back to the blazing fire. She tliought of a year ago, when she did not sit waiting alone. She imagined she heard the little voice, though it had been hushed nearly a year-how plainly she saw the sweet face though it . had been covered so long! She wiped 'the tears from her eyes as she heard the rattling wheels ; John must not see her sad. She opened the door, holding the lamp high above her head. The turkey-man came in, with something wrapped in the buffa lo-robe; he laid it on the big dining table. "Don't say no !" he cried ; "let usedo something for Mary's sake, this thanksgiving !" "Are younerazy," she exclaimed, as he uncovered the pale face. "Wait till I tell you all," said the turkey-man. When he had told his story, he said, earnerstly: "How conld I go to church to-morrow and thank God for His care of us, if I, with no little one to care for had left this child alone in the great city ?" "You did right, John," said his wife ; "you always do." With these words the woman good practical soul !-hastened to wash the little gui's face and hands. Then she warmed and comforted her, while the kind turkey-man went to take care of his horse. "I remember this house," said the child, as she looked out of a large blanket before the bright fire. "I saw it one day with Granny Cole; I stopped and looked through the fence, and threw stones at the turkeys. I didn't know he was akind man then. Granny hates rich men-I wonder where Granny is-I'm sorry I threw the stones but they wasn't big." The little head fell lowei- and lower ; the pale lids closed ; the little hands grew quiet; but the little voice repeated in sleep: "I didn't know he was a kind man."-St. Nicholas. For the best bread to be made and baked by a bachelor a Canadi an agricultural society has offered a iseeiUantons. ARRANGEMENTS FOR THE CENTENNIAL. The act of Congress which pro rided for "celebrating the one hundredth Anniversary of Amer ican Inidependence, by holding an International Exhibition of Arts, Manufactures, and Products of the Soil and Mine," authorized the creation of the United States Centennial Commission, and en rusted to it the management of the Exhibition. This body is omposed of two Commissioners rom each State and Territory, 3ominated by the respective Gov )rnors, and commissioned by the President of the United States. he enterprise, therefore, is dis inctly a national one, and not, as ias sometimes been stated, the work of a private corporation. The Exhibition will be open d on May 10th, 1876, and remain >pen every day, except Sunday, intil November 10th. There will ye a fixed price of 50 cents for ad nission to all the buildings and rounds. The Centennial grounds are sit iated on the western bank of the 3chuylkill River, and within Fair nount Park, the largest public )ark in proximity to a great city n the world, and one of the most )eautiful in the country. The Park -ontains 3160 acres, 450 of which iave been enclosed-for the Exhi )ition. Besides this tract, there will be large yards near by for ;he Exhibition of stock, and a farm )f 42 acres has already been suit. bly planted for the tests of loughs, mowers, reapers, and Aher agricultural machinery. The Exhibition haildings are Lpproached by eight lines of street ars, which connect with all the >ther lines in the city, and by the ?ennsylvania and Reading rail -oads, over the tracks of which rains will also run from the orth Pennsylvania and Philadel. >hia, Wilmington, and Baltimore ailroads. Thus the Exhibition is in mmediate connection with the en ire railroad system of the country, nd any one within 90 miles of Phil delphia can visit it at no greater ~ost than that of carriage hire at he Paris or Vienna Exhibi lon. The articles to be exhibited aave been classified in seven de artments, which for the most art, will be located in appropri te buildings, whose several areas ~re as follows: )EPARTMENT, RULINGIrs. COVERED. .Mining and Metallurgy,) ai Lucation andolence, )Building, 21.47 Art.,Ar Gallery, 1.5 .Machinery, Machinery Buiding, 14. . Agriculture, Agricultural Building, 10. .orticultural, Horticultural Building, 1.5 Total............................ 4.7 This provides nearly ten more cres for exhibiting space than bere were at Vienna, the largest [nternational Exhibition yet held. et the applicatious of exhibitors have been so numerous as to ex riaust the space, and many impor ant classes of objects must be provided for in special build-1 ugs. An important special exhibition will be made by the United States sovernment, and is being prepar ad under the supervision of a Board of Officers rei*esenting the everal Executive Departments of uhe Government. A fine building f 4j acres is provided for the pur ose, space in which will be occu pied by the War, Treasury, Navy. [nterior, Post Office, and Agricul ural Departments and the Smith onian Institution. The Women's Centennial Exe utive Committee, have raised 30,000 for the erection of a pa ilion in which to exhibit every rind of women's work. To this ollection, women of all nations are expected to contribute. The list of special buildings is ~onstantly increasing, and present ndications are that their total num ber will be from 200 to 250. Most )f the important foreign nations, Bgland, Germany, Aasat r ia, rance, Sweden, Egypt, Japan, and others-are putting up one >r more structures each, for exhi biting purposes, or for the use of sha ommissiners, ewhiira and visitors. Offices and headquarters of this kind, usually of considerable architectural beauty, are provided by the States of Pennsylvania,Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Michigan, New Jersey, New York, Connecticut. Massachusetts, New Hampshire, Missouri, Kansas, Virginia, West 'Virginia, Nevada, Wisconsin, Iowa, and Deleware; and it is likely that others will follow the example. A number of Trade and Indus. trial Associations, which require large amounts o f space, will be provided for in special buildings. Among these are the photograph ers, the carriage builders, the glass makers, the cracker bakers, the boot and shoe manufacturers, beside, quite a number of individ ualexhibitors. Tbegreatdemands for space will probably'render this course necessary to a considerable extent, especially for exbibitors who have been tardy in making their applications. In the Main Ex hibition Building, for example, 333,300 square feet of space had been applied for by the beginning of October by American exhibit ors only; whereas, the aggregate space which it has been possible to reserve for the United States Department,is only 160,000 square feet, about one-third of which will be consumed by passage ways. The Machinery Building, like the others, is already fully cover ed by applications. There are about 1000 American exhibitors in this department, 150 English, and 150 from other European countries--which is about 250 more than entered the Vienna Machine ryexhibition. Extra provision is being made for annexes to accom modate the hydraulic machinery, the steam hammers, forges, hoist ing egnl;W bbilers, plumb-ers, carpenters, etc. Power in the Machinery Hall will be chiefly supplied by a pair of Monster Corliss Engines. Each cylinder is 40 inches in diametro, with a stroke of ten feet ; the fly. wheel is 31 feet in diametre, and weighs 55 tons; the horse power is 1400 ; and the number of boilers is 20. This engine drives about a mile of shafting For the Art Exhibition,the most eminent American artists a r e understood to be at work, and it may be confidently stated that, es pecially in the department of land sape painting, the United States will-present a finer display than the public has been led to expect. Quite aside from the contributions of American artists, applications from abroad call for more than four times the exhibiting space af forded by the great Memorial Hall. Provision for the surplus will be made in temporary fire proof build ings, though all exhibiting nations will be represented in the central Art Gallery. The Secretary of the Navy has arranged that a United States war vessel shall call next Spring, at convenient European ports, to collect and transport hitber to the Exhibition the works of American artists resident in Europe. Among the ports thus far designated, are Southampton for England, Havre for France, Bremen for Germany, and Leghorn for Italy, to which, if desirable, others may be add ed. Mr. Bell, the eminent English Sculptor, who designed the groups for the plinth for the great Albert Meniorial in Hyde Park, London, is reproducing in terra cotta, at the celebrated works in Lam beth, the one which symbolizes Ameri ca. The figures in this group are colossal, covering a grotrnd space of 15 feet square. It will proba bly be placed in the great central gallery, opposite the principal en trance. The Art Exhibition will include, in addition to the works of contem. porary artists, representative pro ductions of the past century of American art-those for instance, of Stuart, C o p 1 e y , Trumbull, West, Alston, Sully, Neagle, Elli ot, Kensett, Cole. These, as well as the works offered by living ar tists, will be passed upon by the Committee of Selection, who will visit for the purpose, New York, Boston, Chicago, and other lead n ciies, in order to'prevent the needless transportation to Phila delphia of works of Art not up to the standard of admission. A large number of orders and . fraternities have signified their intention to hold gatherings at Philadelphia during the period of the Exhibition. Among t h o s e which may now be enumerated, are the Grand Lodge of Pennsyl vania, Independent Order of Odd Fellows; the Grand Encampment, Independent Order of Odd Fellows; Grand Lodge, United States, Inde pendent Order of Odd Fellows; Gran d Commandery Knights Templar; Grand Army of the Re public; Presbyterian Synod; Cal edonian Club; Portland Mechanic Blues; Welsh National Eistedfodd; c Patriotic Order Sons of America ; California Zouaves of San Francis co; an International Regatta; the Life Insurance Companies; Na tional Board of Underwriters ; t State Agricultural Society; 2nd ' Infantry, N. G. of California; Philadelphia Conference, Retho- e dist Episcopal Church; Cincin nati Society; California Pioneer a Society; American Dental Con vention; Catholic Total Absti nence Union of America; Inde pendent Order of B'nai Berith; 1 National A I u m n i Association ; Saiesmen's Association; 5th Mary- 8 land Regiment; American Pomo logical Society; Malster's Associ ation of the United States; Army of the Cumberland; Humboldt v Monument Association; Christo- 1 pher Columbus Monument Associa tion ; Board of Trade Convention; International Typographical Con gress; Riffe Association of the United States; Centennial Le gion; Philadelphia County Medical 0 Society; International Medical Congress; Old Volunteer Fire De. partment of Philadelpha. WHAT I HAVE SEEN. -I have seen a young man sell a ' good farm, turn a merchant and die in an insane asylum. V I have seen a farmer travel about d so much that there was nothing at I home worth looking. after. t I have seen a man spend more t money in folly than would support 1; his family in comfort and indepen- t dence. Iihave seen ayoung girl marry a i young man of dissolute habits and i repent it as long as she lived. I have seen a man depart from truth where candor and veracity' i would have served him to a much a better purpose. c I have seen the extravagance and i folly of children bring their parents 1 to poverty and want,' and them- t selves to disgrace. f I have seen a prudent and indus- a trious wife retrieve the fortunes of 1 a family when her husband pulled at the other end of the rope. S'PorT DE CmL.-Wair writes: 1 During the time when Clayton was a ruler of Arkansas, all justices of the t peace had to be appointed by his Excellency. One old negro, who thought he knew enough to dis- 2 charge the duties of the office, call- e ed on the Governor to be examined e and receive his appointment. Sev eral questions were given him, all of which he managed very well.1 But when he was asked: "What c would you do in a case where a man had committed suicide 'p" i "What would I do?" said the negro. t "Well, sah, in a case like dat, de very I least I could do, sah, would be to i make him s'port de child." He was appointed. A merchant who, from being a very poor boy, had risen to wealth and renown, was once asked by an intimate friend to what he attribu ted his success in life. -"To prompt obedience to my parents," was the reply. "In the midst of many bad examples of youth of my own age, I was always able to yield a ready submission to the will of my father e and mother, and I firmly believe that a blessing has, in consequence, rested upon me and upon all my efforts. Three men have dug over two or three acres of ground near Troy in ~ hopes to find a buried treasure. t The ground is now in fine condition C for some sensible man to culti- t vate. 1XINISTRY OF LITTLE CHIL DREN. . "The Ministry of Little Children" s eloquently set forth in an essay vritten by Bishop McTyeire many rears ago. Many fond hearts will ,espond to the sentiments express ,d: Some while ago, in a mood for uch statistics, our eye fell on the tem that in one year the deaths in our Eastern cities amounted to .3,432, and of this number 24,767 vere children under five years of ge. The last sentence fixed our at ention: 24,767 children perished uring the year-we prefer to say, lied. This is in four cities only! )f the rest of the 43,432, who can ell their eternal destiny? Some to eaven some to hell! But of these Ittle ones none can doubt. Taking he aggregate of other cities and illages, and the country at large, re comprehend a fact that finds xpression at the Saviour's lips Of such is the kingdom of God," nd in the sacred couplet, Millions of infant souls compose The family above. The adults had worked out their iission, or failed to do* it.. But hese little ones, had they no mis ion? Was their being a failure? ved they and suffered and died, nd is the world all the same as hough they had not been? Nay, erily. Theirs was a precions min Atry, and such as they could only alfill. What a waste of life! exclaims Le worldly economist, as he figures Lp the statistics of population. hey liverl in vain, is the thought f the man ambitious of making is mark on the age. Mere blanks, eings in vain, flowers that came to o fruit, broken oft; fallen, faded, is he thought and feeling of many. But Christian philosophy presents more ennobling and comforting iew. How cold and selfish would this rorld of ours be without these chil ren! They preach the evangel of ieauty and innocence; they break le incrustations of worldliness ; hey touch cords vibrating solemn y, sweetly, reserved only for their ny hands; they stir in th e Leart hidden wells of feeling; they ireserve human sympathies from Ltter ossification; they deeply sub oil our hard natures. Geologists often show us, deep [own in the earth's layers, the clear ad well defined print of a frail leaf; ir the track of a little bird, made i the dim ages past. These have e ft imperishable memorials of hemselves on the face of a world rom which whole species, and races, nd kingdoms, have passed away vithout a record. The Bible makes many records, inute and kind, of the death of ittle children. They have their sig ificance. Take the case of Da id's family. We lose sight of he sickness and suffering, and eath of the unweaned child, in the fects produced upon -the royal pa et It is not saying too much that large proportion of those who are aved will be saved by the ministry f little children. Summing up the moral results of he year, we must not credit all to rators, and press, and institutions. ~hese little preachers have visited omes, and softened the hearts of he indwellers, and drawn them eavenward, where, other voices~ Lave not been heeded. The strong man, unused to tears, Las bowed over the little coffin and rept. Under what sermon was he ver so melted down? What other >reacher ever availed to bow that ride of strength, and unseal that auntain of tears?i The gay worldly-minded mother its silent and sheds secret tears, nd prays; and, peradventure, as hese two hearts are drawn closer y a common grief, they think of a ommon tie in heaven, and resolve, lrough grace, as the babe cannot ome ito them, that they will go to "When our little boy died," has en the beginning of pilgrimage of iany bereaved parents. "When ie baby died," dates impressions n the family circle that have ma ired to godliness. The old may ontlive their friends: the middle-aged may make ene mies who are glad to be rid of them, or wandering off die where none lament; but the babe is with out prejudice in life, and mighty in death. It is God's messenger of reconciliation, his flag of truce in this world of enmities, and envies, and wrath, and strifes. It has strong hold on two hearts if no more. The empty crib, the "half worn shoe, the soft locks of hair, that few may see, prolong the pain ful yet pleasing memory of the an gel-visitor that looked in upon us and smiled, and went to heaven, bidding us, amid care and sorrow, to follow on. There is something so peculiarly affecting in the lose of a child, that we sympathize with the parent who said he believed no minister was prepared to bury another's child without he had buried one of his own. There's many an empty cradle, There's many a vacant bed, There's many a lonely bosom, Whose joy and light are fled; For thick in every grate-yard The little hillocks lie, And every hillock represents An angel in the sky. In this way, heaven is receiving large contributions from earth. Next t.o the conversion of a . soul, the enemy of God and man may take least pleasure in the death of a child. His snares are all prevented, and his prey surely lost. We bless God for our creation. The opening of a career of immor tal existence isin itself a great event -a mission of praise and glory which d e a t h cannot frustrate. Though the v9ice of praise swell as the sound of many waters, and the celestial harpers are numberless, yet his ear detects each new voice and joyful string, and the praise of these little ones glorifleh him. In this view, the babe, even of a few days and sickly-that goeth from the cradle to the grave-is of more intrinsic importance than material worlds. -A Hindoo woman said to a mis sionary: "Surely your Bible was written by a woman." "Why?" "Because it says so many kind things for women. Our Shastas never refer to us but in reproach." Parents who have watched by the couch of suffering innocence, and seen the desire of their eyes taken a -ay at a stroke, have found them selves busy running over the scrip tures for faith, and gatliering up, as a stay for their hearts, what God has said for theirlittlechildren. How full, and precious, and une quivocal, are the passages of com fort ! The conclusion is, Surely the Bible was given by a parent. And so itwas. He knows the heart of a parent, and works in it and by it to the glory of his'grace. He weaves out of this ~uisite mate rial silken cords that crw mighti ly. He touches stricken souls with this divine polarity, and then sets the object of affection in the skies. O prattling tongues, never form ed to speech, and now still in death, how eloquently you preach to us!. O little pattering feet le6ding the way, how many, through rude and stormy scenes, are following after you to heaven! We thank God for your ministry, and if it be in vain, the fault and the loss will be all our own. Little words are the sweetest to hear ; little charities fly furthest, and stay longest on the wing; little flakes are the stillest ; little hearts the fondest ; and little farms the best tilled. Little books are the most read, and little songs the dearest loved. And when nature would make anything especially rare and beautiful, she makes it little pearls, little diamonds, lit - tle dew. The Sermon on the Mount is little, but the last dedica tion discourse was an hour. Agar's is a model prayer,.yet it is buta alit tle one, and the burden of the peti tion is but for little. Life is made up of littles; death is what re mains of them all. Day is made up of little beams and night is glo rious with little stars. Nothing makes a boy so mad as to steal a quince and crawl under a barn under the impression that he has gobbled something new in the lina of California pears,