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BY HUGH WILSON. ABBEVILLE, S. C.. WEDNESDAY, MAY 2, 1883. . NO. 46. VOLUME XXVIL^U
. i ^ y my own shall come. *- '
SUFFICIENT UNTO THE DAY,
Because in n day of my days to como
There waiteth a grief to be,
Shall my he art grjw faint, aaJ ray lips be ]
dumb,
In this day that is bright for me ?
Because of a subtle sense of pain,
Like a pulsa-bjat threads! through
The bliss of my thought, shall I daro refraia
From delight from the pure and true ?
In the harvest fields shall I coase to glean
Since the bloom of tin spring has Hoi ?
Shall I veil my eye* t"> tho noonday she?n
Since the dew of tho morn hath sped ?
Nay, phantom ill with warning hand,
! Nay, ghosts of tho weary past;
Serene as in arm or of faith I stand,
Yemay not hold me fa?t.
Your shadow? a-roxs my sun may fall,
But fts bright th9 sua shall shino;
For I walk in a light ye cannot pall,
The light of tho King Divine.
And whatever He sends from day to day.
I am snnA iVnf TI ntimn i? T,nvr>:
And Ho never will let me 1o3j my way
To my rest i:i His home above.
MY TP,II' TO NEW YORK, j
On one of the moist disagreeable j
^ days of last March 1 walked two miles !
WP~ to the postollice; not tlr.it I expected :
' anything special, but then one must;
go somewhere. To my surprise 1 i
lound a letter. It was from my old
school friend, Marv Ann Bromley, now j
Mrs. Ki -hard Remington, of New j
York. This is what she wrote:
My Dear Martha Hates Perry?You know ]
as well as I do, tint ytfn birthday comes ou |
the Ides of March. I like to refer to it in that
way. It sounls chs.?ical. On that day you
are to receive your legacy from your greataunt
Ferry, if you ask for it, according to
instructions. It follows that yoa must come
to Now York, and being iu Sex York, you
must come to me. To confide to you a secret:
I do not find life in New York perfectly
delectable, with a hus'iand who is oh- j
livious of my existence eighteen hours out j
of twettv-fo Jr. But then the: e are compensa
tions. I shall present to you Scipio Africanus,
a prince in exile, who amuses me intensely.
Moreover, h? cooks me toothsome
dinners and drives me out. Rick wiil take
time to look u:j from his briefs Ions; enough
to assure you that he is "very glad to see
yon"?which will be the trulh. Do not fail
to write me ju>t when to expect you, that we
mayn?3t yoa?the prince and myself, the
prince will be on the box. You. know you
were always such a goo e. dear, but always
the clearest of dears, to your friend.
miuian b. rkmtnoton.
I read this letter sitting on the settee
behind the molasses cas'i in the
postollice, put it in my pocket, tied
down my veil, drew on my wojlen
mittens and started home in the
teeth of the north wind in about as ;
dazed a condition as I had ever been j
in my life. I could not even trust myself
to think till I had found Neil.!
Nell was my next youngest sister, j
Tom came between us. 'Pom was;
nineteen, Nell was seventeen, and, j
though four yoarj y junger than T, she j
was wonderfully clever, and could see J
daylight through a perplexity -while 1;
was adjusting my glasses. I found j
Nell in the kitchen trying to make the I
dish-wiper descril e an exact horizon- j
tal with the line, behind the stove. <
She deliberately wiped her hand), an \ '
gave the little sheet a hurried glance j
up and down (but in that one glance j
she took it all in), then hande I it back ,
with a decided nod of approval.
" Patty?I'd offer you my hand if I j
was sure of its being clean."
" What wou'd you do, Nell, if you j
were in my place?"
" If I were in your plaee, you
lempter! ,Why don't you ask mo!
what I would not do?"
" That is it, Nell, you can see your
way to the end of everything before
I accomplish the first steps."
' Well, then your first steps lie in
the direction of the postoflice, with an |
acceptance of your friena's invita-1
tion."
"Nell?you know I've never been
twenty miles from home in my life? ;
you know that old legacy, is it worth i
going after?1 have no idea it is any- i
thing but a few moth-eaten stuff 1
dresses."
'Tatty, n*ver mind the legacy?i
very likely it isn't worth the price of a 1
new pair of shoes, but what of that; j
it's ths going to New York, and the j
visit with Marian, and the prince on ;
the box?and?"
"Oh," I cried?hotly, "he's a hum-'
bug, anyway I have no faith in him,!
and I shall ull Marian so \vh> n I write j
her; she was always taking up with |
humbugs?and that's why she took up
with me."
" Tell her what you please, only
write lur," sad Nell, putting over the
potatoes for dinner.
After dinner I Avrote my letter, i
Nell insisted that I should go that very !
week. "It isn't but a minuto now to i
your birthday anyway, and you want
to make the most and best of your
visit."
"But, Nell, where is the money to
come from ?"
"Never mind the money, we can
manage that! Potatoes sell for $1 it
bushel now, and I heard Tom say i
there were thirty bushel? over in the |
cellar."
"But the going is only the begin-!
ning," cried J, throwing myself into i
the old chintz-covered rjeking chair by j
the south window. What a:n I to do |
when I get there? It's all very well
for you, who nave seen soineuung,
of folks and of place?; youVe had
two quarters' schooling in Brown I
academy, and you Know something to
. begin with; while I have digged and j
delved in this kitchen all my life, v< u
kn?w 1 have!" She came over to m? J
quickly, but I hadn't had my say yet. ,
"It's been pim-h here, and pinch there :
with all of us, ami the only a jcomplish
raent I possess of my childhood's furnishing
is old Meb's wanvhoop."
"I would do it then, now, if I
wanted to," said Nell, smiling. "You
won't! Then you shall feteti." She
sat down and put her arm around me.
uJ)r> von suppose, brave heart, that
r ^ Tom and 1 and all the rest of us, beginning
with father and ending with
Tot, do you suppose that we don't
know that you have kept us, body and
soul? Yoi have been mother"' (she
stopped a moment with a little choke),
Kova lmun <i?tor nml ft.nineilor
J K.I U <i?tv ww
and friend, bread and butter, and sunshine,
and life to us all, and while you
have been all this, what have you done
for yourself? Talk about furnishing
?talk about accomplishment! Patty,
you're a walking encyclopedia an I you
- know i<t! No, I won't stop. You
have not lived on the top of the cars
to b? sure, but you can repeat more
Shakeeaspre."
I put my hand over her mouth.
"Whatgood will Shakespeare do me?
It is you who ought to go in my place,
and you shall," cried J, springing up.
" As if I could! Is my na ne Martha
Pates Perry? Was I the first born,
named from my great-aunt Paten,
i m.. >inr cncpMScnr t<? <rn
to New York on my twenty-first birthday,
and receive in "due form whatever
there might be?as you've very well
known all your life?" finished Nell,
springing up and spreading out her
hands.
And so, as the situation seemed to be
forced upon me, I couldn't do any bettcv
than to prepare for it. I mended my
black alpaca dress and sent for a pint
of ammonia to cleanse my old broadcloth
cloak. 1 gave Ndl minute instructions
about household matters ?
how long to boil the beans for Saturday
and how much salt to put in the
t brown breUd.
"Now, Dame Dueden, please don't!"
said Nell, tossing the fifth piir of
mended stockings into the basket. " I
will take good care, ycru may be sur^,
and don't >*ou forget all ab >ut ns."
"Oh, Nell, as if 1 ever could!"
"Then forget all about the baked
beans and brown bread part of us. ;md
buy yourself a nice dress and be tlie
queen you deserve to be."
ft I looked over at NelL She had
j her in heavy puffs on- tiu;
top of her head and the frill around
her neck was as white as snow. She
had s:it down where the gold from the
west window touched her hair to such
a bronze. Xo painter could ever hope J
to catch it, tluugh I could well believe
he might almost wish to die for it.
A ffoi. ilinnor Hio ilnv hpfrirp T WJIS to
leave home, I went up into the garret,
broom in hand, anil dusted, in-i le and
out, an old horee-hair trunk which had
done duty through two generations of
my ancestors. To cleanse it from the
dust ot' two decades and drag it to the i
light of day, down a tortuous, winding
pair of back stairs to my chamber was
the work of an hour. I had folded a
newspaper in the bottom and had
commenced the unique task of packing
when Nell opened the door of mv
room. "In the name of all that's human,
what are you doing?"
" Trying to o?ax my six linen col'ars,
and as many handkerchiefs to adapt
themselves "to the dimensions of this
paper box," I replied, s jueezing down
the cover.
Xell itood a moment as if undecided
what to d> next, tlrn she suddenly!
collapsed in the doorway, and threw j
her apron over her head, rocking her-,
self ba^k and furih, and sending out1
peal after peal ot' laughter.
" When you gjt ready or recover
yourself," I said, "perhaps you will
be willing to tt 11 me what you are
laughing at."
"That trunk 1 horse-hair in Xew i
Votk ! Why Patty, it was that iden-,
tical trunk that Mrs. No ill used before |
she went into the ark, and it has sur?r
.1 4.* 4-Vw. !??
w>t?a i>um .
" Which I regard ;is a clear illustra- i
tion of the survival of the fitted," I
replied, laying in a dress.
"But you know I hive a better one, i
at least I have one that does not look !
quite so much like a mummy case as ;
that, and to drag that trunk in here,!
and lay it figuratively speaking at j
your feet, shall be mv first?"
J planted myself firmly against the j
door. ' Xo, Nell, that trunk is yours, |
not mine, you picked berries for that
trunk in the broiling sun, while I?"
"Staid at home and cooked us something
to eat over a broiling stove. It j
belongs to you as much as to me and J
you shall lake it."
"Xo, Xell, I will not; I ain a perfect |
goose, 1 know, but I will not be a per- j
feet sham?I will go down to Xew j
York, neither the one thing nor the
other?only just what I am. I will
take no borrowed finery and no borrowed
trunk."
"But couldn't we manage to pull
out thosa horrid brass letters on the
side?" Marian will know you when
she sees you."
?_ i t t.i.? owi ? t
" iUlU X lJir< 11 flic omi.i, ,
flaring up. u M. 1\ stands for Martin
Perry; it also stands tor Martha Perry,
that's my name, and I'm not going
back upon it until I do something to
disgrace it. The U. in the middle
needn't make any great difference that!
I can see."
" Wait till you get back from Xew j
Vork, and then t"ll me what you think
about the P. in the middK you un-1
worldly creature," laughed Nell, as I !
slamiued down the cover, and she'j
helped me fasten the old strap.
"And nc.v," said I, "onein >rething j
remains?I must rush to the woods. 11
must give myself one more Indian
warwhoop, if I die for it."
"Oh, it won't kill you, you will live !
Jill the longer! take the carving knife j
with you for a tomahawk and if you j
meet the ghost of old Meb in the forest i
shades, give her my compliments; and j
be sure and be back in time for supper j
?it's poor economy to be absent at I
meal time."
Nel was laughing, as she shut the
doors after me. but she unconsciously i
used a wor I that sent my nerves all;
reas wing. " Economy," didn't I know I
all about its hatelul twists and turns, j
Wasn't I the oldest of six children and j
father's farm stuck like a ridge pole j
rornpr !
UU tun * CI J iv/vrwwv, ./iu.?v,v |
of all Xew England, with its sterile '
pasturage, its wood-lawns, its gaping j
corner luts an 1 its tumble-down build- j
ings, descended to him from his father, I
covered all over with mortgages at I
that?the only thing that had stood |
between us and the poorhouse. Hadn't
I seen my mother's pale face grow j
paler every year, fill three years before |
the first day of winter, she placed in j
my arms the little baby for whose life !
she gave her own! I accepted the!
trust as an older sister's portion, and ;
henceforth life I.came to me m >re ,
than ever a duty. The only chara ^ter !
thit gave any originality to my child-1
head was the Indian woman Meb, who j
strolled into my native town without \
giving any account of the way she
came, and who after a while disap- j
paired mysteriously. ]5ut she taught j
me the war-whoop of her tribe, and I
had never forgotten it. There had i
'jeen times when it had been my j
safety-valve.
That night I held Tot longer than I
usual lingering over the undressing.
Come what might. I had always given ;
the child her half-hour every night. It i
was her time; I brushed her blonde I
curls and sang softly to her. Before !
I retired father came stumbling into j
ray room and placed twenty dollars in i
my hand. 1 wanted to thank him, but j
somehow I couldn't speak?words
"stuck in my throat" so, these last J
davs.
'I 's'pose you won't hev to pay from |
the depot to Richard Remington's j
house, though I should rutlier pay my
way in a spectable manner, than to be
beholden to such a feller an Mary Ann
Bromley describes. Mary Ann lirom- i
ley was allers a high flier, in mj
opinion, an' I du hope she won't get ,
you into trouble with h?r flighty!
ways."
He turne.l to g;> out, and I opened '
j the door for him. 1 think I never ap|
preci ited th? sterling integrity of my
; father's character as 1 did at that
minute. One thing thaA he had said
i revealed the true motives of lib life, j
i lie was an old man?old and broken
. before his y< a~s, b >wed down, with
their accumulated weight; his hands
were rough with toil, his manners
were not formed after Chesterfield; he
was not always s ire of his English, hut
thank God, my father was an honest
man. " To pay his way" had been the
rule of his life.
tiin Vnu* Vat-1/ r?tl timrv T
It e ill 11 V I. U ILL 1 .....W, .
j and Mrs. Noah's trunk, mv best black
! alpaca an<l my made-over broadcloth
! cloak. All I have to say about the
I circunstance is, briefly, if I was not
j equal to the occasion, Murlan Keming!
ton \v;is. I found lier ;is utterly unlike
; what J remembered of her as one
; wo.nan c>uld possibly be unlike ani
other, and vet t' ere was the same
1 warm heart behind it all! If ever
! mortal made crooke I paths straight
I and rough places plain, she did. EveryI
thing was delightful to me but the
{ "Prince," and toward him I did not
relent.
" I am surprised at you, Marian," I
j said, " not to see the evil in that man.
j If I kn >w anything, I know he is not
j to be (ru^tc!!."
Marian only laugh rd. "Your judg
me.it is at fault, my dear. He has
i be n wi h us a year, and I have never
I had occasion to doubt his honesty; and
! for his dinners, you must confts; they
; are faultless." They certainly were,
i \tv HirHifinv snn rose without a
I ?*J V -I
cloud; March was evidently making up
| his mind to scttli down to steady,
I quiet work. Witn the old yellow
' paper, containing the instructions of
' my great-aunt Bates?who", hy tho
i way, 1 had never seen?Marian and I
> ma le our way without any trouble to
j the pla;e designated. " A mnre antii
quated spot could notbefuund in New
i York," said Marian, as she lifted the
j heavy brass knocker. " I wonder it
| has not fallen or pushed aside, ages
j agone."
i Judge cf my surprise when, all prei
liminarifs having been arranged, I
was made the recipient of a square
tin box ! whatever it might contain it
hail no weight to speak of, there wa?
no jingling, no rattling, no moving
from one side to another. It was as
empty as air, and light as a leather.
There was no key to unlock it, no
word accompanying it. On our way
home Marian ordered the "exile" to
stop at Mr. Remington's oflice, and
there in the midst ot' a profound stillness.
save for the squeaking of the
rusty hinges as they yielded to Mr.
Remington's "open s-same," guiltless
of wrappings or adornment of any
kind, we solemnly drew forth a brown
<sMr>kin<r b:iff?we turned it inside and
out, held it up to the light of day,
opened it this way and that?there
was nothing else?not even as much
as a ball of yarn or a skein of thrumbs.
Then we went home, Marian and I.
We did not laugh much, we certainly
did not cry; tho whole thing seemed
so li'<e the freak of imbecility it was
i pitiable, but I was glnd that I nor
any of my family had ever built any
, air castles over my legacy, that we had
never stopped in our busy whirl to
give it a thought. "When got to my
room I opened my horse-hair trunk,
and deposited it, tin box and
all, safe in the bottom.
It was a thud in my room that
awoke me. I cannot describe it by
any other word. It was not a footstep?it
was not the turning of a key,
or the grating of a fde in the lock, or
the opening of a door. It was not
outside or in the wall, but right in my
room. So perfectly did I possess myself,
when I awoke, that I was able
instantly to locate myself and
my belongings. As I lay perfectly
stiil, I heard a clock striking
tli3 hour of " two" ?the dead hour ol
the night. Presently, there was a little
stir, as of the moving of cautious
feet on the carpet, toward my bed. 1
was able then to locate the stand. My
trunk stood in the corner of the room,
J 1 * * 12 Lnil T
near tne uoor leuuiug tu me h<*.i. x
had locked this door when I retired
but the intruder must have picked his
way there, for the room had no other
access. Whoever ho was, he was making
his way straight lor *me. What
coul I I do? I thought of my poor old
father and Nell, and the boy?of Tot
iisleep in her warm bed. of what I had
me'int to do for them all. 1 thought
of my old home, aod of the cozy corner
where I used to sit and read in the
afternoons, of my books and their belongings.
This had occupied but a
second, but in it 1 had lived years. A
little jar of the bed! lie was there,
then.
Marian's room was separated from
mine by a double wall. If I screamed
she might not hear me. Was there
nothing, then, nothing? I lifted a
silent prayer for help and the answer
came like a flash.
It was the accomplishment I received
from old Meb that saved me.
I concentrated all my strength in
nnf> wild whooi). It was enough to
wa'ce all the sleeping Indians west of
the Mississippi. Something clicked
against the bedpost and somebody
rushed out of my room, hitting his
feet against my trunk at the door,
with more noise and less ceremony
than he had observed in entering.
"You have had a terrible nightmare,"
said Marian, shivering all over,
" I thought every redskin that ever
lived was nourishing a tomahawk over
my defenseless head?I hope I've got
my scalp left."
"Marian, how did you get ioto ray
room ?"
" Found the door wide open?lucky
that your door was not locked, though
Kick would have burst the door to
have reached you."
"Is there anything under my bed?"
" Dreaming yet, are you, dear?" She
smiled as she stooped. The nightlamp
in her hand flashed over some
thing on the carpet. Lt was a burglar s
file.
Scipio African us must have received
an urgent call to his own country, for
lie was never seen thereafter in this.
I suppose he thought that tin box contained
valuables; failing to find it under
my pillow, he would have searched
my trunk.
" "Who would have believed it of
him," said Marian, the next day at
dinner.
April Fool's day came on Saturday,
last year, if a mine of silver had
opened at my feet in New York, I believe
1 should have hastened home to
spend the day with the children. We
used to make it a kind of high day. I
had come on with my tin box and
stocking-bag?just the same, however,
and alter a morning of merry-making
I sat down with Nell to mend stockings.
It is strange about this bag,"' said
Nell, tugging away at a stitch with
the point of Her scissors.
"Whatis strange about it?"
" Don't you notice how it puckers in
this corner? It seems as if it was not
cut evenly, or else?"
I wai honeycombing the heel of
Tom's new sock and didn't notice
Nell's suaden silence till she pulled at
my sleeve
"Patty!"
She held a little paper in her hand.
" I found it sewed in this seam."
She had spread it out and was trying
to read it: "To any one who has wit
and perseverance enough to find this
paper, I give and bequeath?" " Why,
Tatty! what does it mean?"
"It means, my dear Nell," said I,
glancing over the paper and noting the
signature, "it means that you have
been left a fortune and you are going
to be the queen you deserve to be, and
that I am the true April fool after
all!"?Springfield Republican.
The City Re<fs.
Every bootblack in London has
burst in on his box the words, " The
City Reds." The bootblacks al wear
brilliant scarlet coats and have on
round caps with a red band about
them and a brass number on the band,
j If you go along the Strand or any
other principal street about 5)
i o'clock in the morning, you will meet
I them in squads, with their boxes set
i jauntily on their heads and their
j hands in their pockets marching as if
they were a company of soldiers, gen|
erally .ringing some of the popular
songs of tiie day. At. intervals the)1
j drop one of their number, and there
j he stands, spying, " Bleak sir, bleak?"
and bleak enough it is for tliem around
some of the London street corners on a
j winter's day. Asa general thing there
j is a notice on the box which says, " W<
use Bunkum's blacking," and for this
; Mr. Bunkum gives them the blacking
; free. When you put your foot on this
| box the red coat (lings himself on his
I knees and goes to work with a will
j The blacking-box is probably insidt
i the kit, but the patron of the black arl
never sees ic. me ooy Keeps u gre?n
j smear of blacking on the side of tin
i foot-box, and with his fingers he rub.<
i the blacking taken from this smeai
on to the ho jt. lie is generally veri
expert and very respectful, touching
i his cap and saying "Thank you" witl
; quite a grateful air as he gets his tw<
cents, for a Londoner never thinks o
1 giving more for a shine.
Opposed to Oaths.
John Bright, as a Quaker, is opposet
. to the administration of oaths. II
; says: "The practice of swearing t
{the truth of anything, makes tw
kinds of truth or truthfulness. I
, oaths are of any avail, by so much a
' they make truth more certain, by s
' much thoy lessen the value of ai
j ordinary statement, and diminish th
i probability of its truth. If ignoran
i persons are not sworu, they think the
may t 11 lies with impunity, and thei
! lying is made to a large extent blame
less in their eyes."
| Children have more need of model
than of critics.
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" THE BAD BOY AND JUS PADEIVEN"
FEOM HOME ON ACCOUET OF
A LITTLE JOKE.
Tht (Smcnrjintui Lick* a Stump for the little
Imp?IIow the Bad lioy Was Sent
Adrift by 111* I'a.
" Say, will you do me a favor," asked
the bad boy of the grocery man, as lie
sat down on the soap box and put his
wet boots on the stove.
" Well, y-e-s," said the grocery man,
hesitatingly, with a feeling that he was
liable to be sold. " If you will help me
to catch the villain who hangs up those
disreputable signs in front of my store,
I will. What is it V"
" I want you to lick this stamp and
put it on this letter. It is to my girl,
and I want to fool her," and the boy
handed over the letter and stamp, and
while the grocery man was licking it
and putting it on, the boy filled his
pockets with dried peaches out of a
box.
" There, that's a small job," said the
grocery man, as he pressed the stamp
on the kttrr witji his thumb and
handed it back. " But how are you
going to fool hrr?"
"That's just the business," said the
boy, as he held the letter to his nose
and smelled of the stamp. " That will
make her tired. You see, every time
she gets a lett-r from me she kisses
the stamp, because she thinks I licked
it. When she kisses this stamp and
gets the fumes of plug tobacco, and
stale beer, and litnburg checse, and
moldy potatoes, it will knock her
down, and then she will ask me what
ailed the stamp, and 1 will tell her I
got you to lick it, and then it will
make her sick, and her parents will
stop trading here. Oh, it will paralyze
her. Do you know, you smell like a
glue factory. (Josh, I can sni'll you
all over the store. Don't you smell
anything that smells spoiled?
The grocery man thought he did
smell something that was rancid, and
he looked around the stove and finally
icked the boy's boot off the stove and
aid: "It's your boots burning. Grar>iniiu
nnoti Hii-i Tf-. umollu lik'n !1
hot box on a caboose. Whew ! And
there comes a couple of inv best lady
customers." The ladies came in and
held their handkerchiefs to their noses,
and while they were trading the boy
said, as though continuing the conversation:
" Yea, pa says that last oleomargarine
I got here is nothing but axle
grease. Why don't you put your axle
grease in a different kind of a package?
The only way you can tell axle
grease from oleomargarine is in spreading
it on pancakes. Pa says axle
grease will spread, but your alleged
butter just rolls right up and acts like
lip salve or ointment, and is only fit to
use on a sore?"
At this point tiie ladies went out of
the store in disgust, without buying
anything, and the grocery man took a
dried codlish by the tail and went up
to the boy and took him by the neck.
"Gulblast you, I have a notion to kill
you. You have driven away more
custom from this store than your neck
is worth. Now you git," and he struck
the boy across the back with the codfish.
" That's just the way with you all,"
says the boy, as he put his sleeve up
to his eyes and pretended to cry,
"when a fellow is up in the world,
there is nothing too good for him, but
when he gets down you maul him with
a codfish. Since pa drove me out of
the house, and told me to go shirk for
my living, I haven't had a kind
word from anybody. My chum's
dog won't even follow me, and when
a fellow gets so low down that
a dog goes back on him there is nothing
left for him to do but loaf around
a grocery, or sit on a jury, and I am
too young to sit on a jury, though 1
know more than some of the beats that
lay around the court to get on a
jury. 1 am going to drown myself
and my death will he laid to you. They
will find evidences of codiish on my
clothes, and you will be arrested for
driving me to a suicide's grave. Goodbye,
I forgive you," and the boy started
for the door.
" Hold on here," says the grocery
man, feeling that he had been too
harsh. "Come back here and have
some maple sugar. What did your pa
ririvn vnn awav frnm home for?"
" Oh, it was on account of St.
Patrick's day," said the bad boy as he
bit off half a pound of maple sugar
and dried his tears. " You se.\ pa
never sees ma buy a new silk handkerchief,
but ho wants it. 'Totlier day
ma got one of those orange-colored
handkerchiefs, nnd pa immediately
had a sore throat and he wanted to
wear it, and ma let him put it on. I
thought I would break him of taking
everything nice that ma got, so when
lie went downtown with the orange
handkerchief on his neck, I. told some
of the St. Patrick boys in the Third
ward, who had green ribbons on. that
the old duffer that was putting on
style was an orangeman, and ho said
he could whip any i>t. Patrick's day
man in town. The fellers laid for pa,
and when he came along one of them
threw a barrel at pa, and another
pulled the yellow handkerchief
off his neck, and tl.ey all yelled
hang him,' and one grabbed a r.ipe
that was on the sidewalk where they
were moving a building, and pa got up
and dusted. You'd a dide to see pa
run. He met a policeman and said
more'n a hundred men had tried to
murder him, and they had mauled him
and stolen his yellow handkerchief.
The policeman told pa his life was not
safe and he better go home and lock
himself in, and he did, and 1 was telling
ma about how I got the boys to
scare pa, and he heard it, and he told
me that settled it. lie said I had
caused him to run more foot races
than any champion pedestrian, and
had made his life unbearable and now
I must go it alone. Now I want you
to send a couple of pounds of crackers
over to the house, and have your
boy tell the hired girl that I
have gone do?vn to the river ti
i 1 ..I?A ?: ii 4-^11
urowil Iliysen, illlli Slir, ?|11 icn Mill,
and ma will tell pa, and pretty soon
i you will see a baldheadcd pussy in;in
whooping it up toward the river wftli
a rope. They may think, at time*,
that I ain a little tough, but when it
, comes to parting forever, they weaken.
"Well, I am going down to the
river, and I will leave my coat and hat
by the wood yard, and get behind the
t wood, and you steer pa down there
[ and you will see some tall weeping
| over them clothes, and maybe pa will
r jump in after me, ami then I will
J come out from behind the wood and
j throw in a board for him t) swim
ashore on. (Jood-bye. Give my
| pocket comb to my chum," and the
i boy went out and hung up a sign in
j! front of the grocery, as follows : "Pop
j corn that the cat has slept in, cheap for
5 pop corn balls for sociables."?Peck's
. /8m w.
[ It is better to yield a little than to
5 quarrel a great deal. The habit ol
^ standing up, as people call it, for their
P (little) rights is one of the most disagreeable
and undigiilied in the world
Life is too short for the perpetua!
bickerings which attend such a (lis
. position; and unless a very momentous
affair indeed, where other people's
e claims and interests are involved, it is
0 a question if it is not wiser, happiei
^ and more prudent to yield somewhal
of precious rights than squabble t(
3 maintain them. True wisdom is firsl
? pure, then peaceable and gentle.
? A five-year-old who went to schoo
for the first time came homo at noon
^ and said to his mother: "Mamma, J
don't think that teacher know:
r much." "Why not, dear?" "Why
she kept asking questions all the time
s She asked where the Mississippi rive:
was."
? ii
SELECT SIFTINGS.
The Iildian Territory is as large as
the six New England States.
A silver dime was found in the j oik
of an egg recently broken at the Plankinton
house, Milwaukeee.
An eight-day clock that had been
given to the wife of Douglas Ottinger,
of Erie, Penn., as a wedding present
by her husband, stopped at the very
moment she died, and cannot bo start
ed again.
In a certain part of Texas, many
miles from the coast, lie the remains
of a ship, high and dry in the prairie
grass. She is of Spanish build and
supposed to have been driven inland
by a tidal wave.
Silver spring, in Georgia, is said to
bfi thfi lartrest snrincr in tlifl world.
It is the source of the'Oklawha river,
which is sixty feet wide at the start,
ten fest deop and with a current flowing
two miles an hour.
The oldest ion of Farmer Saunders
of Richardson county, Xeb., cut out
the tongue of his younger brother because
he had threatened to tell their
father of some offense that the elder
brother had committed.
A well-to-do farmer, living near
Reading, Penn., created a sensation by
bringing his three young aud handsome
daughters into court as the
plaintiffs in three separate actions for
breach of promise of marriage.
.Spven inches from the outside of a
log in a Pennsylvania mill, the saw
passed through a Tnalnut which was
imbedded in the soliu 'ood. The shell
and kernel of the nut was sound. The
growth of the tree shows that the nut
is at least fifty years old.
A man living near Lake Louise, in
Manitoba, picked up an armful of
stinks and rarrvincr them home, threw
, J ^?0 ,
them under the stove. In a few
moments two of the sticks began
crawling away, having developed into
good-sized moccasin snakes.
A railroad train in Virginia raa into
a cow and cut the animal in two, the
forequartm falling on one side of the
railroad track and the hindquarters on
the other side. The cow was with
calf at the time, and the calf waj left
on the outside of the roadbed alive.
The owner of the cow raised the calf,
which grew to be a cow, and was
killed near tie spot where her mother
was killed in 1853.
His Honor and Bijah.
The clocks had just struck midnight
when the residents of two or three
squares on Antoine street heard a wild
voice singing:
"Will I be missed when I am gone?
Will tears be shed for me?
When I so hence will grave suspense
Ee felt on land and 6ea?"
One citizen raised his window and
advised the singer to take in his voice
bel'ore a club hit it. Another snapped
a revolver at hiiu. A third said he
would come down and make him sing
a different tune, and those who didn't
get out of bed were too mad to go to
sleep for the next hour. And the
singer leaned against a hydrant and
continued:
"My love, she lives in Savannah,
And?h? wipes her nosa on a bandana,
And she calls me her Joe,
Bocnuso, don't you know,
I call her my ducky dear Hannah."
This was too much. Three different
citizens issued from their doors to pulverize
the midnight intruder, but just
J then a policeman awoke from his beau!
tiful dreams and turned the corner and
I said:
"Stop that or down you go !"
" Ta ainnrinor aorm'nst. t.llfi law?"
e>?a -o
"It is."
" I don't believe it! I will now give
you a gem from my repertoire:
" Oh ! many a time I feel so sad,
And I-"
"Shut up!"
"1 won't!"
" Then come along!"
There was a struggle, but the law
; triumphed and the singer was led away
: and locked up. lie was a forlorn sight
j as he appeared before his honor with
1 his coat split up the back.
" Is this Thomas Saunders?" asked
i the court.
"Yes, sir; this is all that's left of
; the gentleman by that name."
j " And you disturbed the peace?"
"Well, sir, I felt moody and low,
spirited, and I arose from my bed and
j walked and sang. Longfellow used
to do the same tiling."
" Yes, but midnight is no . time to
' go 'round screaming at the top of your
; voice."
! "Screaming?, Sir, I sing instead of
1 cnrfli m t.pt mp rr{ vp vou a few notes
I o- - 1/
in my best tenor."
[ "J)on't do it! The case is bad
' enough already."
" But 1 will sing !"
"If you do I'll send you up!"
" I'll sing if you send ine up for life.
Everylody keep still now while I
get the pitch ! Here I go :
"Oh! where are the days of my childhood?
| Oh! where nre the friends of my youth?
| Oh! where are the paths in the wild wood?
! Oh! jvhere- "
Bijah prosed down on him at this
! moment, and the song was bitten short
j off.
" I'll make it thirty days," observed
' the court.
I " Let me sing another v^rse and you
can make it sixty," replied the pris!
oner.
" No, sir."
" t?h "11 wov ?n fn
" wen, in oius aJ1 t,,? " v "i' vv
the workhouse, and all the time I'm
there, iind when I get out I'll come
around to your house some night
about midnight and sing for a full
| hour."
"If you do I'll set seven dogs on
: you and run you into the river. Call
i the next case."?Ddroit Free Press.
Mongolian Gamblers in New York.
One Lung High, a Celestial gentle!
man of leisure, says that all the houses
| in Mott street inhabited by Chinese
are gambling dens except two. The
! proportion ot' Mongolian gaming rej
sorts in Pell street is even greater.
; There are two hundred professional
; Chinesi gamblers in the city. They
I make their living off the simple and
' industrious luundrymen around town,
i Two ^thousand dollars has been
j lost at their tables in one night by a
i single player. Most of the yellow
j men returning to China from New
I York are gamblers who have been
lucky. A number of Chine se l'aro dealers
have gone back to the lloweryland
with $4,OUO apiece, the result of a single
years successnu imiiKiiig in tuun
special line. Mongolian laundrymen
are so infatuated with games of hazard
that they have often lost in Mott
street the savings of months and then
> gambled away their clothes, shoes and
tiat-irons. As large a sum as $250 is
sometimes put up on one game, and
' i won or lost in a moment. The largest
' bank in Mott street has a capital of
$10,000. The smaller one ones have
$:300 and $400 each. An average
! bank has about $4,000. They play
; mostly "skin games." A Chinaman
who last year lel't the earnings of
" several years at a gambling house in
Mott street is said to have committed
I! suicide, though the fact was never
' j made public.
51 "When t>he yellow gamblers loie
51 heavily they get excited and knock
i I each other down or draw their knives
r and join in a general light. The ca. es
^ of assault and battery among Chinese
> which como up at the Tombs police
k: court almost invariably are gambling
I rows. The combatants either Sght in
I the gaming den or rush from it into
11 the street and join battle there. By a
, I tactic agreement neither defendant or
1 complainant permits the character of
i the resort they were in to be known
, to the court. When the game does
. not run right the gamblers adjourn to
r the sidewalk and hari-kari each other
there.?New York Journal.
.
ONE WEEK OF FESTIVITIES.
CLOSE OP A SEASON OF UNWONTED
GAYETIES IN BUSSIA.
Curions Feature* of Onrnlvnl Week In St.
Petcr?bura~Tlie Unlimited Eatinr of
linckwbeat Cnkea.
A correspondent writes that the brilliant
festivities inaugurated in St.
Petersburg during the past winter
were fitly terminated by,the carnival
week. The chief features of a Russian
carnival consist in the unlimited eating
of buckwheat cakes and the riding on
Bleighs with three horses?the Russian
"troika"--at a furious rate of speed.
Poor and rich, high and low, all contrive
for a whole week to eat buckwheat
cakes at least twicj a day?for
breakfast and dinner; all other dishes
are well nigh discarded for the time,
the Russians feeding exclusively on
buckwheat cakes, which they eat with
butter, salt anil fresh half liquid caviar,
taking as many as five, and even to
twenty of such at a time, according to
the accommodating capacity of one's
stomach. Bets are made among
?men of all social standing, and
an occasional sensation is produced
when a happy mortal gains the
distinction of eating an extraordinary
number of these hot cakes. For my
part, I have known instances when
men would eat on a bet as many as
forty buckwheat cakes of a saucer's
size at one meal, helping them down
with draughts of red wine or hot tea.
Such feats are not ol ten .achieved, however,
because most of the betters believe
in helping down the cakes with
champagne, and this combination is
apt to submit the system to quite an
exceptional strain. To make room for
the cakes the dinner is generally cut
down to a cup of clear "bouillon;"
then comes the cakes, brought in a
number of times wrapped in napkins
to keep them hot; then game is served,
of which no one is any more able to
partake, and light French "patisserie,"
champagne and a desert wind up such
a dinner.
Parties are organized for " troika''
riding to some of the popular out of
town resorts, such as Strelna, Elagin
Ostrov, Krestovsky, etc. All persons
participating in such a winter picnic
assetniue at tne iion.se or one 01 uisir
common friends; the young people
arrange between themselves who is
to ride in each of the sleighs, which
are of a peculiar shape?very wide and
low, with seats for at least six persons,
two or three men and as many women
seating themselves in each. A couple
ot- sledges are given up to the band of
musicians who accompany the party.
As soon as the place of their destination
is reached champagne, cav.'are,
buckwheat cakes and fruit are
served, a liberal lunch is sent out
to the coachmen and the musicians,
and forthwith dancing begins?sometimes
in fancy costumes
?lasting far into the small hours of
the morning. It is considered the
correct thing to spend the whole carnival
week in eating, drinking, mad
driving and furious dancing, to the
utter neglect of all regular occupa
uuua auu uu^mcoo, ^
The last carnival wai exceptiona'ly
gay in St. Pttersburg, the imperial
court giving the example of almost unprecedented
display of amusements,
such as balls and sauttr e'. A highly
successful picnic, organized by tho
Prince of Oldenburg, was followed by
another picnic in which all the haute
voice and the imperial family participated,
100 troikas driving as many
sledges to the Elagin Ostrov. Notwithst
inding all the rage for amusement
everything went on smoothly
and in perfect order.
A Novelette of the Period.
" Somebody must go for the doctor.' j
It was Heine du Fac who spoke,
and her words fell ominously on that
little band of watchers. One of their
number must brave the violence of
the storm ; a human life was at stake.
There was silenci for a moment; then
Mark Maston said, in a low, lirm
voice, " I will go."
Peine heard him and turned deadly
pale, dui no sounu 01 emouog jmssuu
her lips, and no one noticed her pallor
in the growing dusk. A mi unto
passed, the door slammed, and Mark
was gone.
There were two roads to Paxton,
where the doctor lived, tho highway
and the beach. The distance was
shorter by the beach, but the way
more perilous ; for at Hood tide the
waves lashed high the cliffs which
shut off retreat inland.
It took Mark Maston but an instant
to decide his course; every moment
was precious, and he must try the
beach. lie glanced along the shore;
the water was about twenty fieet from
the cliffs, which presented their rugged
front to the whistling eastern blast.
Thinking only of the loved ones at
home he dashed along.
Two miles before him a headland
projected into the sea. If this was
passed Mark Maston was safe. On he
sped. The gale caught the spray of
the breakers and whirled it against the
cliffs, drenching the bold messenger to
fkaahn
VUV
At lust the headland came in sight.
Mark stopped, and, shading his eves,
gazed fixedly ahead. A shudder shook
his frame. While he looked a mighty
billow came rushing in from the sea
and dashed high on that projecting
cliff.
Turn back, Mark Maston; turnback
or you are doomed!
But no; wit'i clinched teeth he ran
on?on to certain death. But is it certain?
Can he do it? Can he reach
there in time?
Yes, gentle reader, I think ho can, if
lie plods right along. It is only half a
mile, and he has got nine hours and a
quarter to do it in. The tide is going
out.
Mark Maston is savc-d: Tiie sea is
"cheated of its prey!"
Cheap Whit? Sponges.
It is well to be economical, says an
exchange, but there is n) economy in
buying certain articles becauss they
are offered at low prices. Attention
hiis frequently been called, for instance,
t) t!ie white sponges which
are offered for sale by street peddlers
and at che.ip fan-y goods shop-t. To
begin with they ure njt what tliey are
represented to be?namely, line
sponges. On the contrary, the/ are
very coarse, as a rule, their high color
being due to a liberal use of chloride of
lime. There would be no harm in
this artificial bleaching process were
the salt entirely washed out ot th ?
sponge by soaking it in clear water or
by a solution of an anti-chlorine. But
this is not done, as your nose will tell
you, and the result has been that people
who have used the sponges for
toilet purposes have been affected
with inflamed and smarting eyes.
Concerning the use of chloride of lime
by these dealers in cheap sponges, a
story is told by a 2s'e\v York paper
that it is to disinfect the sponges, a
necessarv process, because of the pre
viou.s uses to which they have been
devotoil?washing wounds on hospital
patients, and other service. It is <iitlicult
to believe that the hospital authorities
would permit sponges once used
by them to be disposed of at any price.
But the sale of them by thoughtless, if
not unprincipled servants, could easily
be effected without the knowledge of
the supervisors of a hospital. Even if
they are not sold by servants, they
may, sooner or later, reach the ragpicker's
hook and from them pass to a
bleach kettle. The place to put them
where they will do the least harm io
the boiler furnace.
Chicago lias had sixty-nine un
doubted murders since the beginning
of the year 1831, and of all the murderers
only one has been hanged.
THE FARM AND HOUSEHOLD.
Maxims Tor Urapc Grower*.
1. Prepare the ground in fall;
plant in spring.
2. Give the vino plenty of manure,
old and well decomposed; for fresh
manure excites growth, but does not
mature it.
3. Luxuriant growth does not
always insure fruit.
4. Dig deep, but plant shallow.
5. Young vines produce beautiful
fruit, but old vines produce the richest.
6. Prune in autumn to insure
growth; but in the spring to produce
Jruitfulness.
7. Plant your vines before you put
up trellises.
8. Vines, like ?ld soldiers, should
have good arms.
9. Prune spurs to one developed
bud; for the nearer the old wood the
higher flavored the fruit.
10. Those who prune long must soon
climb.
11. Vine leaves love tho pun; the
fruit the sha le.
k-? -n i ? e , of tho
I 1L? JLiYViy ICtii I1U3 a vuu c?w vnv
base, and either a bunch of fruit or a
tendril opposite it.
13. A tendril is an abortive fruit
bunch?a bunch of fruit a productive
tendril.
i 14. A bunch of grapes without a
healthy leaf opposite ii like a ship at
sea without a rudder?it can't come to
port.
15. Laterals are like some politicians;
if not checked they are the worst of
thieves.
. Butter Making.
It should not be forgotten that good
butter may be spoiled in the churning.
In fact, from milkpail to butter there
is no point in butter making that can
be slighted wit'.i impunity. ~I3ut in
overclaiming there is a danger of
ruining the texture of the butter and
giving it a greasy, waxy appearance or
consistency. If churning, from one
cause or another, is unduly prolonged
there is a tendency to the formation
I of high-llavored acids, which in
[ proper quantity would produce
rancidity. Moreover, overchurning
frequently causes white specks
(o appear in the butter, as they
I also are caused by having the cream
! too sour. Every butter maker knows
j that it is next to impossible to wash
I out these white specks, hence the
I necessity nf preventing their exist|
ence. if tlie cream is stirred every
day before churning there will be much
I less danger of the specks, though this,
of course, cannot prevent their appearance
if caused by overchurning.
If cream is kept a whole week before
it is churned its temperature previous
to churning should be about fifty degre?s;
if kept only three days or so,
sixty-two degrees. In late fall or
winter cream sometimes tastes bitter,
the bitterness arising from the cows
having eaten some such plant as the
ragweed (Ambrosia artemesiaefolia),
or it may arise from unhealthy milk
secretions. If the latter be known to
be the case good butter need not be expected
as Ion# as the unfortunate cow
is in the "milk business." Great care
is necessary also in the working of
the butter. Churning should cease
when the butter is in small lumps of
l.n oi'/u nf a np.1 TllMl dfJlW Off tllC
buttermilk and wash the butter until
,'he water runs off clear. In working
be careful to avoid bringing the mass
to a sticky consistency, by which
means the " grain " or texture of the
butter is destroyed. Instead of smoothing
and patting, if a ladle is used, cut
off slices and press them together.
Butter workers should supersede the
ladle and bowl in every family where
butter is made, since double the quantity
of butter, with greater ease and in
much less time, can be worked by
them; and it is tho highest economy
to save hard labor where a slight outlay
will do it, and yet enable one to
nnrfnrm t.hft work more effectually.
Much has been said about the salting
of butter, and we presume tha
the old recipe of an ounce to a pound
is still the guide with most, as it
proves the best. " Independent of its
effects as a condiment," said the late
Mr Willard, "salt has two distinct
ollices to serve in butter making, viz.,
to remove buttermilk as far as possib'e
from the ports of the butter and tc
render innocuous what can be thus
extracted." Penetrating the buttermilk
it converts it into brine, which
renders rancidity almost if not quite
impossible. It is well to work about
three-quarters of au ounce of salt when
the butter is tirst taken from the churn
and another quarter say in twentyfour
hours, i r at the last working, and
under no circumstances should anything
different from the best quality
of salt be used.?American Cultivator
Farm mid (inrilcn N'oii-s.
An occasional oiling of the harness
prolongs its usefulness.
Garget can be cured by feeding
pieces of poke root in the meal ration,
Provide a permanent, pasture foi
stock; do not have it in one continuous
range.
Oats are not only the most natural
food for horses, but they are the mos1
nutritious.
JJesiiles good l'erd good growing i;
of most importance in keeping horses
in frood condition.
o
Do not scrimp your clover seed. If
you wish to be economical make it up
in some other way.
Quinces grow well on either Iiigh or
low ground, and should not be planted
l:.ss than twelve feet apart. Mulch
freely with coal ashes.
If many farmer.* would give their
cows better care, better feed and sufficient
water they would not need to
buy high priced Jerseys or Ilolsteins
for milk or butter.
The hen-house should be cleaned out
occasionally as well as the cow or horse
stable. Lack of cleanliness is one
mnnv that break
Utilise Ul. l/IIV/ ****m MJ ?
out and sweep away so many (locks ol
poultry.
Sulphur is recommended for sheep
that are closely conl'n id, mixing about
one pound of the Hour of sulphur to
six or .'even pounds of salt. It will
rid them of ticks, and is a preventive
of stretcher.
Kemember to give the pi/s a little
charcoal occasionally. it corrects
acidity of the stomach and insures a
healthy condition, if it is not e;isv tu
procure charcoal give charred cinders
of stove coal.
People are slowly learning that fruit
cannot be taken from the land year
after year without making a return,
I '.n,i nnii.? th-. orchard is m mured it
in time becomes nearly useless. Stable
manure, ashes, lime or bones are all
valuable, ami may be applied now or
in spring.
A farmer writes that a patch of corn
upon which salt lias been spread was
j not so much affected by drought as an
[ other patch upon which farm manure
was used. The yie'd was also larger
This will only apply to inland farms
Salt has no appreciable value on lane
near the ocean.
Ilave two baskets in the field, one
for small ears, soft corn and nubbins
and the other for large, sound ears
which should b? cribbed by themselves
The rest should be boiled for the pig:
or ground with some oats and bran foi
feed for the cows, but never cribbec
with good corn.
Cow manure is less fertilizing thai
h< rse manure, but being slower in it
action is more durable. It is als<
cooler, and therefore better for hot
dry soils. Thoroughly decayed, it i
| one Ol Ult) uesu Ol <tu lli.unura i. 1 II1IA
ing in composts l'.ir ll jrists' ilinvor
and other ehoici plints.
The fuchsia shoi Id have a period o
rest, during wnicn lime it wm uiup
its leaves, and when at rest water
sparingly. If the pot is plunged in a
shaded situation it will not require any
watering during the summer, or, if the
plant is in flower all summer, put in a
warm, dry cellar unt'l about the first
nf March.
The tall peas are more preferable
to sow, where suitable sticks are
plentiful, as they bear much longer
than the dwarf sorts or those of
medium height. They should besown
about three feet apart. A row of
spinach can be sown between the rows,
as it will be out of the way belorc the
peas are gathered.
It pays to take good care of young
chicks for the first three weeks. Feel
the yolk of a hard-boiled egg for the
first day or two and then give broken
rico and coarse oatmeal alternately.
Stoop the latter In warm skim-milk.
They eat very little, and this manner
of feeding is not expensive if the older
fowls are not allowed to share it.
The absorption of water by the
leaves and green parts has sometimes
been denied, and, indeed, the strnc"
tural arrangements are sometimes
such as to render the leaf impervious.
Nevertheless, in other cases there can
be no doubt from the experiments of
Boussingault and Henslow that absorption
of water really does take
place from the surface of leave3, more
particularly when the supply of moisturo
to the root is deficient.
Some one suggests the plan of putting
farm poultry houses on wheels,
that they may be moved from place to
place?thus giving to the fowls fresh
pasturage, clean surroundings, access
to the stubble fields after harvest,
plenty of pure air, insects and other
food. Only a few moments would be
required for moving the wagon from
place to place; but there might be
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times wnen trumping tu uiawn uciuo
to attend to the poultry might be
somewhat inconvenient.
llccipcs?
Pickled Cauliflower.?Tear off
the leaves from a head of cauliflower
and cut the head apart at every stalk.
But the pieces into strong tfrine and let
them stand twenty-four hours. Boil
two ounces of mixed spices in a quart
of cider vinegar; drain the cauliflower,
put it in jars and pour on the vinegar
boiling hot. "When cold, cover and put
away two weeks before using.
Biscuit.?Dissolve one rounded tablespoon
of butter in a pint of hot
milk; when lukewarm stir in one
quart of llower, add one beaten egg, a
little salt and yeast; work into dough
ui&il smooth. " Set in a warm p!a:e to
r.'se. In the morning work softly and
roll out one-half inch and cut into biscuit
and set to rise for thirty minutes,
when they will be ready to bake.
These are easily made and are delicious.
Jersey "\Voxders.?One pound of
Hour, three ounces of butter, three
ounce* of white'sugar, a little nutmeg,
ground ginger and lemon peel; beat
fartrra cinrl 1." TIC ft 1 ftll wpll trtffRt.hflr.
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Roll them three inches thick, cut off a
small slice and roll into a:i oval, not
too thin; cut two slits in it, but not
through either end; pass the left hand
through the aperture to the right and
throw into boiling fat. A brass or
metal skillet is bi-st to cook them in;
about five minutes to cook them; turn
once.
llouiehold Hints.
Ironing.?An old handkerchief or
piece of muslin placed between the
iron and collar will prevent the sticking.
Iron over this until the dampness
is slightly absorbed, then remove
it and go on as usual. The old-fashioned
lr.e hod of stirring the end of a
tallow candle in the starch is very f atisfactory
and prevents much annoyance.
Washing Hosiery.--Iland-knitted
silk stockings should l.e washed quickly
in a lather of curd soap, without
soda, and rolle 1 smrothly and tightly
i in !i finth till drv. Woolen socks
should be washed m the same way,
and dried in a stiff wind if possibla
Give them a good rubbing and stretch
' a little when taken from the tub; also
; once during the process of drying.
! This keeps tho wool soft and prevents.
1 shrinking. Xever on any account
allow woolen stockings or socks to remain
wet for a long time.
I The Right Way to Brush Vel|
vet.?The art of removing lint, dust
and light matter adhering to velvet
consists in the proper mode of manag-.
[ ing the brush. Take a hat brush?
^ no; too soft, but having the bristles
elastic, and returning at once to their
. original state alter being pressed aside
?hold firmly under the palm of the
haid in the direction of the
iinn :ind w.th the bristles down
ward, aud pres.-i-.ig them lirst
5 into the substance of the velvet, then
twist around the arm, hand and brush
; together, as on an axis, without mov,
ing them backwar 1 or forward. The
foreign matter will thus be drawn up
. and tlirted out of the i!oc!c without injury
to the substance of the velvet;
I and the brush must be lifted and
. placed in a similar manner over every
p:irt required to be brushed, lly this
means velvet will l)e improved instead
| of deteriorat >d, and will last for years.
The Vimtes ok IIokax.?The ex,
cclient washerwomen in Holland and
Belgium, who "get up" their linei so
1 beautifully white, use refined borax ai
a washing powder inste.id of soda, in
the proportion of one large han Iful of
powder t > about ten gallons of boiling
water. They save in soap nearly onehalf.
All the large w;ishing establish
1 mA.la TTnr IfiPM
nifiiis <vuu|jt me siiiiiic iiiuuc* JL vi iuvwj
cambrics, etc., an extra quantity of the
powder Is used; for < riDolinei?, requiring
to be made stiff, a strong solution
is necessary. Borax being a neutral
salt, does not in the slightest degree in,
jure the tvxture of tin linen. Its effect
j is tj soften tlie hardest water, and,
therefore, it should be kept on every
toilet table. To the ta te it is rather
sweet; it is used for cleaning the hair,
is an excellent dentifrice and in hot
countries it is use I, in combination
| with tartaric acid and bi-carbonate of
soda, a-* a cooling le/erairg, (Jood tea
| cannot be ma ie with hard water. All
water may he ma le soft by adding a
twnpoonful of borax powder to an or'
dinarv sued kettle of water, in which
1 it should boil. The saving in the quantity
of te i us-'d will be at least one'
lifth.
WISE WORDS.
I) mbt indulge ! becomes doubt realized.
Tninking is the talking of the soul
1 with itself.
We are shaped and fashioned by
what we love.
Wherever affection can spring, it Is
like the green leaf and the blossom?
j pure, an I breathing purity, whatever
soil it may grow in.
Mankind hits been learning for six
thou ;ai:d y.-ars, and yet how few have
[ I learned that tiieir ienow i. emga uio aa
good as themselves.
In all life's doings there are circuitous
paths; anil nine times out of ten,
when a man seems to b3 doing one
thing, he is doing another.
i Charity toward the weakness of
r human nature is a virtue which we
1 demand in others, but which we find
very hard to practice ourselves.
1 Old age is the night of life, as night
s is the old age of the day. Still, night
o is full of magnificence; and for many
;. it is more brilliant than the day.
s Man is greater than a world, than
* systems of worlds; there is more
s | mystery in the union of souls with
| the physical than in the creation of a
f'universe. - . - ;
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Serene I fold my bands and wait,
Nor care for wind, or tide, or sea, 'J.JH
I rave no more 'gainst time or fate, 'JK
For lo! my own shall come to me.
I stay my haste, I make delays,
For what avails this eager pace? . &]&&
I stand amid the eternal ways
And what is mine shall know my faoe. jffl 89
Asleep, awake, by night or day, sjaGB
The friends I seek are seeking me; -risgB
No wind con drive my bark astray- H
Nor change the tide of destiny.
What matter if I stand alone?
I wait with joy the coming years, '
My heart shall reap where it has sown
And garner np the fruit of tears. B
The planets know their own and draw,
The tide turns to the sea; |?SB
I stand serene midst nature's law -r.
And know my own shall come to me. BMB
The stars como nightly to the sky, The
dews fall on the lea; ||h9
Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high, | M
Oan keep my own away from me. gjSB
?Denter News. ' flu
HUMOR OF THE DAT. vfBR
???-??A
relic hunter?A fellow endeavor*
ing to capture a widow. .
Thieves are always willing to "take ;:28fl
a hand " in any business.
A sound education can only be ob- :'~M I
tained from a music master.
Spring fashions prevail all tne year ' ?*8
round at the circus.?New iork
A man lately married, was asked at 4^H
the club about Ills bride. "Is site
pretty?" "No," replied he, "she
not, but she will be when her father.l j
Literary query; A new book is en-titled
"Short Sayings of Great Men."
When aro we to have the "Great Say^ v;^3| '
ings of Short Men?"?New York
Nothing so strongly tests a man's v
veracity as to be summoned to the iloor
to be confronted by the question: .
"Are you the head of the house?".? /-;JS|
Yonfan'S Statesman. Vv^n9
Careful housekeeper at breakfast: -JmH
" Bridget, Bridget, there's a lly la the
room." " Vis, indade, ma'am, I know;
there is. It got in this morning, when. : vjSHj
me back was turned." i
Tainted sashes are said to be fashionable,
but ""on the cross-roads I.
weather-beaten pine-sash, witn an old
hat supplying the place of glass, may
still be seen.?Boston Bulletin.
It was "Darling George" .when
bridal couple left Omaha; it was -.
" Dear George" at Chicago; at Detroit %
it was "George," and when they ^
reached Niagara Falls it was "Say y^|SjJ
A calculation shows that a Dundee
spinner must spin sixty miles of yam
to earn $2. Almost any country store /$Sm
can produce men that will spin alonger
yarn for nothing.?
Lightning struck a contribution f&fi
plate in a Western church just as the tgBM
I dp.mon was Diissin^ it around. "This
is the first time anything has struck 'i?g?98
this plate for three months," said th3
deacon, thoughtfully. - rt
" Everything is as regular as clock-:
work about my house," said Brown, '.S?|
who was showing the splendors of his nev/residence
to some of his friends.
"Yes," said Fogg, "it is tick, tick,
all the time, I suppose."?Boston , ;|||
Transcript.
A girl, seven or eight years old,
slipped down on "Woodward avenue, jaW
the other day. As she was. picking '
herself up a pedestrian said: M Don't; V
cry, sissy." " Who's going to?" shft- V^H
sharply demanded, m she rose 'up. '/Scl
"I guess when a girl hai got 'her
mother's shawl on she ain't going to
let anybody know she's hurt!"?De- \
troit Free Press.
Tw# little girls mot on thostreet the
other day, and one siuil to the other : " '$
"I've put all my dolls into deep :?
mourning, and it's so becoming- to ' &|j?
them! Come over and see them/*
"What did you do that for?" "Oh,
we had a c'lamity Our dog got killed,
? 3 41 ?n?l,A^v Aai?fl Wif.
ana tncro uiuu i uuj wa; v?iu wu?
and them; we've just cried our eyes .
out." Then the other little gir\ 'said
in slow, deliberate tones ; ' May WU-^v||H
son, ain't you lucky, though? There's
always something happening you.*?
Detroit Post. flS
WHY SHE'S SO CIIARMINO. ' :
Poets may sing of honris fair, .
With oh, each wealth of golden hair; "
Such eyes, such lips ! sucb?I dob't
They can't compare with Jessie! " y-igH
Painters may blend tbeir colors bright. >
With rainbow tints and soft moonlight, ' >33M
Bat never in their wildest flight
Could they come near my Jessie. .
Sculptors may chisel from the tt jne
Ideals that need but breath alone
To live and move, and yet not one ' ^
Could ever equal Jessie. SSEtaul
Yon ask me why this maiden rare jBgffisR
So charming is beyond compare ? Jjsra9
Well, her papa'd a millionaire? ffiljMPB
An only child my Jessie! ;383?CT
A National rastime.
la an article describing ball-fightingSp^M
in Spain, a wiitter in The ContinenSm^^^
says: Once in a great while, thsgg w
picador succeeds in turning the balLM ffifiH
and escapes without injury, the bruteK^m
then devoting his attention to the nextfl|||||
horseman in line. It is aston:shingapl|B
how much pounding these fellows <?nff&jjj||
stand. Owing to the depth of their Kj|||l
saidles they are rarely unseated, yet lW$&m
have seen more than one projected a B||?SP
distance of ten feet, striking the barrier
with a thud that could be heard acros t
the ring, and immediately afterward
pick himself up an l walk away appar- vjrjS
ently unhurt. Sometimes the bull lifts
horse and lider bodily, and throws > %
them back upon his haunches, showing
his immense strength. The picador is
not a favorite with the audience, a<, r'^:p
wearinc armor, and being able to usehis gj
horse as a shitld. he is le^s exposed to
danger. When the bull becomes en- . xg
raged, and charges right and left, as
the savage ones often do, the picadores , ]^z
grow wary, and, manifesting a disin
clination to advance, are greeted with $8
a storm of hi-s* and opprobious epithets
and pelted with pieces of orangj
peel, canes, cushions and whatever in-rfv
the way of a projectile can be lai l : ' *%
bands on at the moment. "Fuvra!
Fuera!" "I'ut him out!" "Forward,
cowar.l!" "Good bull 1" "Well
gored!" " Cono, see how angry tin
rascal is!" "Fuego! Bring the fire
arrows!" "Bravo, toro! bravissimo!"
shout the oficionados, seconded by the
spectators, who, rising to their feet
| en masse and yriling, hissing and ;
j gesticulating with all their might,
transform tiie aiiipniuieinio mw /-Z-aJ
a per feet bedlam. In the midst of
the hubbub the shrill notes of the'
trumpet are a.^ain heard and the chulos,
fluttering their cloaks, spin around ~.?.
the bull, who chases them, now and - . ^
then pressing one so closely that he is
forced to drop all and run for his Jifo.
The tricks of the chulo to baffle the d;v
signs of his terrible antagonist and at
the same time display his own agility
and skill, are numerous and thrilling.
One borrows a lance from a pic;idor
and brandishes it in sight of the brute,
who accepts the challenge and, lowering
his horns, rushes forward. As he
approaches the chulu rests the butt of
the lance on the ground aid springs
over the back of the animal, dropping^*,
the weapon as the head of the latteTtes&ifc
tOUCheS It. AOOluer juai/ca uu uwiyiMBM ;
upon the bull's forehead, and just '
he is about to be impaled is raisetO?:
high in the air; otl ers maneuvec m
backward and forward with the capeSH'3
so rapidly that the sharp horns, fol^a|'H :
lowing its gaudy folds, seem to
their bodies. For the third time tl?e|
signal for the trumpet is given to fch4-|||SM
president, the chulos retire, and -:-=
banderilleros, each armed with a pair
of darts adorned with paper stream
step forward and confront the bull.
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