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"by"hUGH WILSON. ABBEVILLE, S. C.TwEDNESDAY, AUGUST 22, 1888. VOLUME XXXIII. m 15.g|f|??
Signing The Farm Away.
Fine old farm for a hundred years
Kept In the family name;
Corn-fields rich In golden ears
Oft as the harvest came :
Crowed barn and crowed bin
Aud still the loads kept coming in?
Holiing In for a hundred years;
And the fourth in the family line appears.
Orchards covered the slopes of the hill;
Cider?forty barrels, they say.
Sure in season to come from the mill,
To be tasted round Thanksgiving day!
And they drank as they worked and ate'
Winter and Summer, early aud late.
Counting it as a great mishap
To be found without a "barrel on tap."
But while tho season crept alone.
And passions into habits grew,
Tbelr appetites became as strong
As ever a drunkard knew;
And they labored less and they squandered
more,
Chiefly for rum at the village store,
Till called by the sheriff, one bitter day,
To sign the homestead farm away.
The father shattered and scented with
rum;
The mother sick and pale and thin,
Under tue weigni 01 ner sorrows uumu.
In debt for tbe bed she was lying In;
Oh! I saw the wrecked household around
her stand,
And the justice lifted her trembling hand,
Helping her as In her bed she lay,
To sign the homestead farm away.
Ah, how she wept, and the flood of tears
Swept down her temples bare!
And tbe father, already bowed with years,
Bowed lower with despair.
Drink! Drink ! It had ripened Into woe
For them and all they loved below,
And forced them, poor and old and gray,
To sign the homestead farm away.
Oh, many scenes have I met In my life.
And many a call to pray;
But the saddest of all was the drunkard,s
wife
Signing the farm away!
Home, once richest in all the town,
Home' in that fatal cup poured,
Worse than Are or flood's dismay!
Drunkards signing the farm away!
Faithfulness.
Ralph Warner and Joe Curtis were
next-door neighbors. The doors were
not very near, for both lived on farms,
and the two houses were the eighth of
a mile apart. The farm on which
Ralph lived was not rich. He was only
a poor orphan boy, who worked for Mr.
Harris, the owner of the farm. Joe
Curtis was an orphan, too. The farm
on which he worked was onwed by
Mrs. Douglas, a widow. It was a
small one, so small that sometimes this
boy was all the help she had.
One night Ralph asked Mr. Harris
if he might go to the river with Joe.
"Have you done all the chores?"
asked the larmer.
"Yes, sir."
Now Mr. Harris knew that if Ralph
said so, it was so, and he granted his
request at once.
Ralph found Joe fringing in the
wood for the next morning.
"Joe," he said, "will you ask Mrs.
Douglas if can go to the river with
me?"
Joe gave a ready assent. He assured
Mrs. Douglas that the chores were all
done, and received her permission to
go with Ralph.
Knowing something of Joe's habits
Ralph said, just as they reached the
gate, "Are you sure that the chores
are all done?"
"Yes, I believe so," was Joe's careless
answer.
"The barn doors are open. Doesn't
Mrs. Douglass expect you to shut them
at night?"
"It doesn't make a bit ol tlilierence,
and she won't see them, for they are
out of sight from the house."
"I should shut them, if I were in
your place," said Ralph, and then the
barn reminding him of eggs, be asked,
"Have you brought in the eggs today?"
"No, I forgot to look. But the liens
don't lay every day, so Mrs. Douglas
won't think anything about it."
"Let's see if we can find any, before
we go to the river," said Ralph.
"I like to hunt for eggs."
They went, and soon found several.
Ralph, not satisfied with this, continued
to look aroutul, and soon discovered
a nest with ten eggs of which
Joe had uo knowledge.
"Only think !" we havs found sixteen
!" said Ralph, exultingly, after
counting them. "Worth looking for,
I am sure."'
Two yearB passed, and each of the
boys went on his way ; Joe neglecting
his duties with little or 110 rornnuno
tion, if he felt sure his unfaithfulness
would not be discovered, and
Balph performing every duty carefully
; and yet, during this time, the
difference between the two boys seemed
of little account. Ilalpli seldom got
even a word of approbation from Mr.
Harris, and Joe usually contrived to
escape censure.
At the end of the two years Mr.
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friend, who was a very busy mat)
when at home, and it was a great
treat to him to spend a whole week in a
quiet country farm house. He was a
close observer, and one thing which
did not escape his notice was the faithfulness
with which Ralph did all his
tasks. He spoke of it to Mr. Harris.
"Yes, Kalph is a pretty bood boy,"
said Mr. Harris, rather carelessly, as if
it were a matter of course.
"I wonder if you know how few
boys there are as faithful as he is?"
was his friend's reply,
"I want a good, honest, faithful boy,"
said a friend to this gentleman about
two weeks after his return home.
"Did you chance to fiud such an article
while you were in the country ?"
The gentleman's thoughts turned at
once to Ralph, and he answered, "I
did see such a boy. I never saw one
more faithful and trustworthy." And
. then he told him all about Ralph.
"Do you think I could get him ?"
"Very likely you may, if you try."
He did try, and the result was that
Ralph found an excellent situation,
which proved t<> be tlie first steppingstone
to a successful career in (lie business
world.
It has often !>een said that the rogue
or wrong-door is sure to be found out
iu the long run. He may think that
no one observes him, but people
around him have eyes, and, by and by,
there will be a place where such a boy
is wanted, and some one, who has
been silently watching him, will bring
the place and boy together.?Cunyrc*
fjationalitit.
Attend to Details.
One of the most important habits
among men of success is attention to
the little things connected with their
business. The value of this habit appears
in many business proverbs.
Such as : "Take care of the pennies
and nonnds will take care of them
selves." "A penny saved is a penny
made." "No pains no gains." "Many
a little makes meikle."
Michael Angelo was once explaining
to a friend what he had done ou
his statue. He said : "I have retouched
this part, polished that, softened
this feature, brought out that muscle."
?"But these are trifles," remarked his
friend. "That may be true," said the
sculptor, "but recollect that trifles
make perfection, and perfection is no
trifle."
So attending to the details of business,
to the details in the science of
medicine, or law, insures success, and
success is no trifle. And here a
preacher will learn a valuable lesson.
Let him attend to the details of all his
work, the details of the quarterly
meeting, of the prayer meeting, Sunday-school,
the Ipulpit, etc., and he
will find success crowning his labors.
There can be no accuracy and thor
ougliuess in scholarship witnout aueution
to the details of the subject investigated.
The difference between profound
and superficial scholarship is
found right here.? Ruleiyh Advocate.
Dou't Xag Each Other.
Young wives and husbands cannot
be too strongly reminded of the probable
shipwreck they will make of their
happiness if they yield to that ill-temper
which expresses itself in discourtesy,
want of compliance, unnecessary
opposition, and, above all, that most
disastrous amusement of "nagging"
and creating a row. Hundreds of
households have gone wrong from the
mere wantof checking in time the habit
of annoying as a relief ton momentary
feeling of irritation or discomfort.
The wife who gets into the way of
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uouiruuii'iiug, ur " cijuukiij^ ijui uuaband,
of opposing liini in small things
and standing out in large ones?the
husband who is sneering, temptuous,
tyrannical, fault-finding; perhaps
neither side knowing the whole extent
of its folly, but just giving way to it
as more easy than to fight and conquer
it?these young people are doing their
best to dig the grave of their married
peace : and some day poor, fainting
little love will fall into it stark aud
pluuieless, and will never rise to life
again.
lu the beginning these little tiffs
and discomforts are made up with a
kiss from him and a few tears from her
to add cement to the reconciliation.
By time the tiffs are more acrid, and
the reconciliation is less warm. By
still further time this never comes at
all; and things get into that chronic
state when there is never an open
breach and never a formal healing, but
an ever-wideniug rift and a never-ending
coldness. Then the two lives jar
and grind like rusty hinges?locks
which misfit the slot, wheels where
the axle, is stiff, or any tiling else
which would never work together in
harmony and smoothness, but which,
for want of care to keep the adjustment
exact, perhaps for want of oil to
the joints, creak an hang and chafe
and do not fit -?-to the annoyance, and
more, of all the bystanders.?Ilonw
Journal.
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Maria Mitchell
Says: "I was born of only ordinary
capacity, but of extraordinary
persistency," and herein is the secret
of a great life.
She left school at seventeen ; then,
loving mathematics, and being deeply
interested in her father's studies, she
become his helper in (lie work of the
UUH&l Mil VU)' .
One autumn niglit in October, 1S47,
she was gazing through the telescope,
when she discovered an unknown
comet.
The medal was at last awarded, and
the woman astronomer of Nantucket
found herself in the scientific journals
and in the papers as the discoverer of
"Miss Mitchell's comet."
When sheep are hurdled 011 small
areas it should not he overlooked that
in addition to the profit they may give
theanimals distribute the manure evenly,
pressing it into the .'soil with their
hoofs, which is quite an item if the
expense of hauling manure be considered.
To clean looking glasses: Sponge
down the glass with gum and water,
equal parts; then dust down with
whiting and finish with an old silk
handkerchief
"On the Other Side."
""What was your Sunday-school lesson
about?" said Mrs. Ward to her
daughter Fanny one Sunday evening,
as they sat together in their pretty
parlor.
" It was about the good Samaritan,
who went to the aid of the man who
had been robbed and almost killed by
highway robbers," replied Fanny.
"And are you surprised that the Samaritan
was so kind to a stranger?"
"I think it was very good in liim,|
[mamma; but I am more surprised
that the priest and Levite passed by
without ottering to help him. I don't
see how any one could be so unkind."
"I am afraid there are more people
like the priest and Levite than like
the good Samaritan. There are too
many, even in our day, who pass by
'on the other side' when a fellow-being
is in trouble or disgrace, and
greatly in need of human help and
comfort. You look surprised at my
words: but think a minute, Fanny:
is it not truer ijet me neip you to anwer
by asking one more question:
Do you think that you and all your
friends always run quickly to help
the girl who is unpopular, and perhaps
rather disagreeable -to her companions,
if she meets with some misfortune
or accident?"
"I don't know, mamma; perhaps
not. Of course we can't enjoy being
with these we dislike as much as with
our favorites, and we?"
"Does the Bible say, be kind to your
'favorites,' or to those whom you like
very much ?"
"I suppose not, mamma."
"No ; it says, 'Love one another.'
There is no 'if after it; no such thing
as 'if you find it easy,' if they seem to
love you,' or anything of the sort; but
we are simply told, 'Love thy neighbor
as thyself;' and Christ said, in his
Sermon 011 the Mount, 'Love your enemies.'
I will explain what I think
passing by'011 the other side' means,
Kit tnnr o lSffl/* inoirlnnf T
witnessed a few days ago.
"I was watching several children on
their way to school, and I noticed that
they were walking two by two. Most
of them were well dressed ; and their
manner and bearing showed that they
were no strangers to the comforts, or
even the luxuries of life. Presently,
from a little house at a distance from
the street, came a Utile girl, with
school-books and slate under her arm ;
and seeing the girls I have mentioned,
she quickened her steps, and hurried
along, evidently with the purpose of
overtaking them. But, just as if they
did not see her (though I am sure they
did,) they crossed over to the other
side of the street; and, as they came
near me, I heard one of them say,
'There comes that gawky Susan; she
doesn't seem to know that we don't
enjoy her company. I wonder if she
will have brass enough to cross over
and join us?" 'Of course she will!'
said another. 'Such cheek, I do de
clare !' echoed a third.
"Just then Tommy Clark spied her,
and set his dog on her,?'just for fun,'
as he afterwards said. She had a muff
in her hand ; and as the dog sprang
for it, she raised it high in the air, and
at the same time let her books and
slate fall. The slate was broken, and
the books soaked in snow-water. I
did not think the dog would bite her ;
but I feared greatly he would tear her
dress, and so ke did. The child was
greatly distressed and frightened ; but
the girl who crossed over to avoid her
appeared to enjoy her sad plight, and
laughed quite heartily. One of them
called out, 'You are too bad, Tommy
and another said, 'Let us help her
but an older girl replied. 'Don't stop
to help that thing; you know we
ought to be in school this minute!'
"The boy called his dog away, and
seemed sorry for the trouble he had
caused ; and I thought her toldsoashe
went to pick up he books, and give
her some pins to pin up her ruffles.
The poor child cried dreadfully ; aud
I called her to rue, washed her face,
and gave her a handkerchief (for she
had none), and, -when I promised to
tell her teacher she was excusable for
being late, she thanked me and said :
" 'Oh, I am so much obliged to you !
I haven't been late this term. My
grandma is too old to write an excuse
for me.'
"I ask her a few questions (there
was not time for many), aud I found
her parents were dead, and that she is
sent to school by a few friends. She
says most all the scholars call her
'Charity Sue.' She thinks they say it
softly, so she will nothear: but I could
have told her that those girls who
would soy it are afraid their teacher
will hear tlieru, rattier than careful of
hurting her feelings."
"Why, mamma!" said Fannie, who
was beginning to look quite ashamed,
"how could you have seen all that,
and then helped the little girl too?
It wasn't anywhere near our house."
"Xo, child ; it was not near here.
I)o you remember the night I watched
with Mrs. Adams? The next
morning I could not leave her alone
until the doctor had called ; so I was
detained there beyond your school
hour. And at the moment I saw what
I have related, I had left the sick room
and hastened to the parlor window to
catch a glimpse of my dear Fanny on
her way to school; for I missed her
sadly, and would have gone to the
door for my morning greeting and a
kiss, if she had not started upsoquickly,
and hurried around the corner,
when her companions said it was getting
late."
"Why did you not tell me this before,
mamma?"
"You know it is my custom, dear,
to wait until the following Sabbath,
before I refer to faults or wrong doing
which I may have noticed in you during
the week, hoping you will recall
it, and be led by your Sunday lesson,
or other teaching, to think of your
errors, and speak of them to me before
we kneel to offer our evening prayer,
and ask God's forgivenness for our
sins. I hoped the lesson of to-day
would show you thkt you and all your
companions had exhibited in your
treatment of Susie the same spirit
which Christ condemned in the priest
and Levite.
"She is coming here to-morrow, and
I want you to be very kind to her.
When you know as much of her history
as I have heard to-day, I am sure
you will be unwilling to slight her.
"Remember all that we need to
know about persons in order to be a
neighbor to them, and follow Christ's
teaching, is that they need help from
us.
"And yet this kindness to our fellow-beings
is not all that our lesson
teaches.
"We know of One who bore our sins
upon the cross, who 'was wounded for
our transgressionsand yet we slight
him, and forget bis love towards us.
"My dear Fanny, I would say to
you ana to an me young peopie who
have heard of Jesus, you cannot live
as the holy gospel teaches you to live,
you cannot be like Jesus, unless you
become his follower, and desire to be
led and taught of him."
Who is on the Lord's side? Are
you, my reader?
Gen. Sheridan's Peace Testimony.
The apparent approaching death of
of the General of the United States
army will give even profounder signification
to one of his last public utterances:
It was at Philadelphia in September,
1887, that he said in presence
of President Cleveland and others
met to celebrate the Centennial of the
Uuited States Constitution:
"There is one thing you should appreciate,
and that is the improvement
in guns and in the material of war, in
dynamite and other explosives, and in
breach-loading guns is rapidly bring
ing us to a period when war will be
eliminated from history, when we can
no longer stand up and fight each other,
and when we will have to resort to
something else. Now, what will that
'something else' be? It will be arbitration.
I mean what I say when I
express the belief that any of those
here present who may live until the
next centennial, will find that arbitration
will rule the whole world."
[Three cheers for the General were
here given.]
President Cleveland said to William
Jones, Sept. 23, that he had been
impressed by the statement made by
General Sheridan at the Centennial
banquet of the previous week, that
the tendency of modern warfare is to
Decome jess ana less a iest 01 skui,
strategy and courage aud more and
more a system of sheer organized murder.
Calla Lilies.
New York florists who grow calla lilies
for market keep the plants in pots
all the year round. In a word they
keep the callas in active growth until
May or June, then they dry them off
and put them away to rest until about
August, when the plants are repotted
into the same sized pots (six or eight
inch) in which they were previously
grown. After repotting they are watered
and exposed to air and sun, when
active growth soon begins again, xne
plants under this treatment, begin to
bloom in October and continue to flower
during the winter and on until after
Easter.
Some growers vary the above plan by
planting their callas in the open grouud
during the summer and lifting and potting
them in the autumn. This latter
practice is productive of luxuriant foliage
and very large lilies. The first
plan mentioned?resting the plants in
summer?will, however, give the greatest
number of blossoms.
Coffee.
Have the coffee freshly and evenly
browned, grind it fine, scald out the
coffee-pot, putin thegrouud coffee, add
a little of the white of an egg and water
to moisten the whole, stir it well,
then pour on boiling water. Boil up
once and serve. If the egg is .'omitted
pour the boiling water directly on the
dry cofTee, or, put the coffee in a flannel
bag and pour boiling water over it.
Drain through and pour once more
through the bag, and drain through
again. Bring to the boiling point and
serve. Coffee made in a granite-ware
or new tin coffee-pot will not turn
black. Coffee should never be permitted
to stand long on the grounds. It
may be poured into a porcelain dish
and kept hot on the stove. Contact
with iron turns coffee black and makes
it blacken the teeth when drank.
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The real man is one who always finds
excuses for others, but never excuses
himself.
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-Unforgiyen.
"Charlie ?"
"Well."
"Forgive me, dear?"
No answer. I just go on packing
my valise
"Charlie?"
"Well."
"Will you forgive me, dear?"
The sweet voice vibrates through my
heart in tender cadence,?but she is always
doing something, and then asking
to be forgiven, and I am tired of
it. I will teach her a lesson, and also
that forbearance sometimes censes to be
a virtue.
"Charlie?"
"Well."
"Please forgive me, dear."
I have finished my packing and am
ready for my journey. As I take my
grip in hand, I turn half towards the
spot where sits a slender figure in the
shadow of the heavy pertiere, but I
think better?or worse?of it, and
stride across the room to the outer
door; then I turn and say : "Goodbye,
Nell; I'll be home Weduesday."
"Charlie?" reproachfully.
But I do not turn, and the door
closes behind me.
But all day long I hear a sweet
voice saying, "Charlie, will you forgive
me, dear?" The wheels, as they
turn swiftly upon the steel rails, cry
out, "Will you forgive me, dear?'
The whistle screeches it; the rhythm
of the cars in their ceaseless motion,
sayB, "Forgive me, dear: forgive me,
forgive, me, dear."
My jouruey is ended, and uow surely
that sweet voice will cease its musical
horror in my ears.
But no. In the footsteps of men
upon the streets of a strange city ; in
the chirp of the crickets out in the
field; in the quiet of my room, and
the hum of the busy voices below, I
hear only the words, "Will you forgive
me, dear?"
I must go home; I will seek my
young wife, and I will forgive her.
But the train appears to move so
slowly ; the stations seem to be so far
apart; the fields crawl by.
Ah! my journey is ended. I will
be at home. But I must hasten.
Some way I feel I haven't a moment
lose : I must be home.
Ah ! here it is. There's a light in
the chamber, ourchamber. Sly rogue!
she is waiting for me. She knew I
could not stay away. Ah ! let me
once get hold of her, how I will forgive
her, my poor, patient little wife.
How often she has forgiven me I
But she does not open the door as is j
her wont at sound of footsteps she
knows so well. Her sweet face welcomes
me not, but another's and white
as marble.
I followed, dazed, into my wife's
room. She is there yet, and upon her
arm lies my little, new-born daughter.
But never will her little arms be raised
to my embrace, and never again will
she say to me, "Forgive me, dear !"
I could not sleep that night; I could
not sleep the night before ; I shall not
sleep to-night, for all through the silent
watches I shall hear one soundthat
cry of a sweet voice calling out
in never-ceasing pleadings, "Please
forgive me, dear!"
Successful Men.
HOW THEY GAINED WEALTH.
Amos Lawrence said when asked for
advice: ."Young men, base all your
actions upou a principle of right; preserve
your integrity of character, and
doing this never count the cost."
A. T. Stewart, merchant prince of
New York, says r "Noabilities, however
splendid, can command success
without intense labor and persevering
application."
The world-renowned Rothschilds
ascribe their success to the following
rules : "Be an off-handed man ; make
a bargain at once; never nave anything
to do with an unlucky man or '
plan ; be cautious and bold."
Edward Everett said : "The world i
estimates men by their success in life, 1
and, by general consent, success is evid- 1
ence of superiority."
The Bible says: "Seest thou a man 1
dilligent in business, he shall stand before
kings; yea, he shall not stand before
mean men."
Franklin quoted and verified this.
Thirst in Young Infants.
It is a mistake to suppose that because
milk is a liquid food it is at the (
same time a drink which is capable of |
satisfying the thirst of infants. Although
milk appeases hunger, it makes
thirst more intense after it has remained
some time in the stomach and digestion
of it has begun. It is thirst |
wliinti ffliico honlfliv hroiKif.nniii'laVifld I
infants to cry for long periods of time '
in many instances. There are many j
cases of indigestion due to weakness or ,
insufficiency of thechild's gastric juice (
which would be greatly benefited, or
even cured, if the child were allowed
an occasional drink of water. 1
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You talk about getting religion.
Better get salvation and then you will
have religion. A great many have re- i
ligion, but very few have salvation.
There are a great many religions in the
world, but only one that is genuine,
and that is the "pure and undefiled re- (
ligion." If we have this kind, we ,
have the love of God filling our hearts,
and we keep ourselves "unspotted from
the world." J
The Golden Eagle.
A good many years ago a merchant
missed from bis cash-drawer a twentydollar
gold peice. No one had been to
the drawer, it was proven, exepta
young clerk whose name was Weston.
The merchant had sent him to make
change for a customer, and the next
time the drawer was opened the gold
piece had disappeared. Naturally
Weston was suspected of having stolen
it, and more especially as he appeared
a few days after the occurence
in a new suit of clothes. Being asked
where he had bought the clothes,
he gave the name of the tailor without
hesitation; and the merchant,
going privately to make inquiries, dis
covered that Weston had paid for the
suit with a twenty-dollar gold piece.
That afternoon the young clerk was
called into the merchant's private
room and charged with the theft.
"It is needless to deny it," the merchant
said. "You have betrayed yourself
with these new clothes, and now
the only thing you can do is to make a
full confession of your fault."
Weston listened with amazement;
he could hardly believe at first that
such an accusation could be brought
against him, but when he saw that
his employer was in earnest he denied
it indignantly, and declared that the
money he had spent for the clothes
was his own, given him as a Christmas
gift a year ago. The merchant
sneered at such an explanation, and
aaked for the proof.
"Who was the person that gave it to
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"It was a lady," aDswered Weston
"and I can't produce her, for she died
last spring. I can tell you her name."
"Can you bring me anybody that
saw her give you the money, or knew
of your having it?" ask the merchant.
"No, I can't do that," Weston had
to answer. "I never told any one
about the gift, for she did not wish me
to. But I have a letter from her somewhere,
if I have not lost it, in which
she speaks of it."
"I dare say you have lost it," the
merchant sneered. "When you have
found it, sir, bring it to me, and then I
will believe your story."
Weston went home with a heavy
heart. He had no idea where the letter
was; he could not be sure that he
had not destroyed it; and it was the
only means of proving his innocence.
Unless he could produce it his character
was ruined, for he saw that the
merchant was fully convinced of his
guilt, and appearances, indeed, were
sadly against him. He went to work,
however, in the right way. He knelt
down and prayed to God for help to
prove tbat he was innocent, and ;then
he began to overhaul the contents of
his desk and trunk and closet.
He kept his papers neatly, and it did
not take him long to see that the letter
was not among them. He sat down
with a sense of despair when he was
convinced of this. What else could
he do? Nothing but pray again for
help and guidance and strength to
endure what trouble God might choose
to send upon him. Skeptics may sneer
ah siirh nrflvprA as this, hnt Weston
would smile and say "Let them
sneer."
"When I rose from my knees," he
said, telling me in years afterward,
"I happened to catch my foot in an
old rug that I bad nailed down to the
carpet because it was always curling
up at the edges. The nail at the corner
had come out, and stooping down to
straighten the rug I saw a bit of paper
peeping out. I pulled it from its hiding
place and it was the letter !
"How it got there, I don't know.
The fact that I had found it was enough
for me, and if I had not gone on my
knees again to give thanks for such a
deliverance, I should be ashamed to
tell you the story now.
"I brought the letter tomy employer.
It proved my innocence, and he
apologized." A month afterward the
gold piece was found in Mr. Flinch's
overcoat. He had never put it in the
cash-drawer at all, though he thought
Iia had. He raised rnv salarv on the
spot for his unjust suspicions; and I
bave never yet repented of trusting
the Lord in my trouble."? Young
Reaper.
Candles.
Lemon Drops.?Upon a pound of
finely powdered sugar, pour just
enough lemon juice to dissolve it, and
boil it until it is like a thick syrup.
Drop this on plates and put in a warm
place to harden.
Sugar Candies.?Six cups of sugar,
one cup of vinegar, one spoonful of
butter, and one teaspoonful of soda
dissolved in hot water. Boil all together
without stirring for half an
bour. Flavor with lemon or vanilla.
This may be pulled like molasses candy,
or cooled on a buttered plate.
Cholate Creatn Drops./?Mix one-nair
a cup of cream with two of white sugar,
boll and stir full five miuutes.
Set the dish into another of cold water,
and stir until it becomes hard. Then
make into small balls the size of marbles,
and with a fork roll each separately
in the chocolate, which in the
meantime has been put in a bowl over
the boiling tea kettle and melted. Put
Dn brown paper and cool. Flavor with
vanilla. This will make fifty drops.
Bad men excuse their faults ; good
men will leave them.
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A Hjmn for Erentlde.
BY TII09. MACKELLAR.
Day Is waning into shadow, i Darkness
dims the hill and maadow, " L-jai
Till the stars light up the even
From their crystal towers In heaven.
With Its lantern earthward swinging, See
the fire-fly heavenward winging;
While from crannied wall and thicket
Comes the carol of the cricket c
Peace, with hashing finger lifted, -/Wt
Cheers the heart by Borrow rifted, Vres
Pointing to the Comfort-Giver
And the house beyond the river.
As an island ocean-bounded, g|
Lord, Thy love hath me surrounded: - V.vaHi
in my posturesxnou out red mo,
By the Restful waters led me.
Tbon hast given from Thy treasure
Bounties more tbrn I can measure;
Yea, my Father! not a mlhate . -,73
< Bat has come with goodness in It.
Years there were that bought me crosses, - _
Time of pain and grief and losses;
Still they carried In their keeping
Sowing time and harvest-reaping.
As the span of life shall lengthen;
Lord, my teltb and patience strengthen.
Dally to Thee bring me nearer,
Dally to me be Thou dearer.
~~grains!
"Train up a child in the way ha
should go; and keep a little ahead of ^
him in the same way during the training,
to be sure he goes." :>|Ij
Better fail a thousand times, and fail ''-'M
in every thing else, than to attempt to
shape for yourself a life without an in
iicxgot IU ucavcu
Man would be but a vain thing, a :
toy, mere dust and ashes, [a passing
vapor, did he not know his nothing*
ness. This feeling, this knowlege,
makes us immortal.
When the widow! brought empty ^
vessels to Elisha, the oil was poured A ^
into them. Bring God the broken ves- I
sel of a contrite heart, and He will
pour iu the oil of mercy. ,:,.?ag
We have our nigh seasons and our - ^
winter seasons, but, as we abide in pa- Jj
tience, we shall experience the dawn of Jg
the day, and the return ofthe spring,
to our rejoicing.
Feeling is of as much use in religion . ^
as steam is in an engine?if it drives
the engine it is good; but if it does not, r-X
it is not good for any thing but to flza '
and hiss and buzz.
Hear the preaching to his midship- ,. -J]
men of that great wsrrior, Lord Nel
son : "Mate a * rencnman as you would
hate the devil!" Hear another voice:
"Love you enemies!"
There is no better test of purity and .Wi
true goodness than reluctancc to think ^
evil of one's neighbor, and absolute in.- -fM
capacity to believe an evil report about
good men except upon the most trustworthy
testimony.
It is the habitual thought that
frames itself into our life. Itelfects us
even more than our intimate social re- '
lations do. Our confidental friends
have not so much to do in shaping our
lives as thoughts have which we harbor.
There is no fact in the moral universe
so awful and yet precious, as that God .
knows you. He never misrepresents J
or. misquotes anybody. "Thou God -v:;a
seest me," is one of the best mottoes
to use in our sitting-rooms, on the street .^|
corners, and above the head of the
nrpftphpr
The true spirit of religion cheero as
well as composes the soul. It banishes
all levity of behavior, all vicious and ::i
disolute mirth, and fills the mind with
a perpetual serenity, uninterrupted %
cheerfulness, and an habitual inclination
to please others as well as to be
pleased itself.
Color of Cattle. .
The prevailing opinion has been for
a long time against white cattle, under
the impression that they were less hardy
than the darker colors, But the
London Live Stock Journal states that 4
the breeders of Ayrshire cattle are now
of the opinion, based on past experience,
that their cattle with th$larg??t
proportion of white are the most har^""*^
dy, and resist disease best. If this be
rno ftf Hio A vrahlrM thpm wnnld H^m
to be no reason why the contrary should
be true in the case of the other breeds.
What he Axed For.
An old negro man stepped Into a
clothing store in Chattanooga, and approaching
the clerk, asked :
"Is you got any cotton hose ?"
"Oh, yes," replied the clerk, and
walking behind the counter, pulled
down two or three boxer and began
displaying cotton hose by the wholesale,
when the negro looked surprised
and asked:
"Boss, what'd I ax you for ?"
"Cotton hose, didn't you?" replied
and clerk. ,.;$j
"Yas, sir. But dese ain't what we
hoes cotton wid in our settlement."
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Sketch of the Sermon.
-ij&
"My little five-year-old came home
from church last Sunday," said Mr.
Ed. Stevens, with, " 'Papa, I can tell
1 you what the preacher said to-day.'
"Let's have it,' I answered.
" 'He said that Jesus was in the
temple, aud after awhile he put on his
hat and went out on the sidewalk
where a man lay sick, and he said to
him, roll up your mattress and go
home, and he went.' "
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Fried Beef's Liver.?Cut rather
thin and pour boiling water over it;
drain perfectly. Roll the liver in fine
bread crumbs, season with salt and
pepper, and fry quickly in hot fat to %
crisp brown. ,
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