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A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agricultur Markets &c Vol. X. WEDNESDAY MORNING, APRIL 8, 1874. No. 14. THE HERALD 15 PUBLISHID EVERY WEDNWSDAY M0ORNING9 At Newberry C. N., BY TH09. Ft. GRENEHR FdUtor and Proprietor. Invoriably JW. Advance. -.0Therper is Otopped at the expir9tino lhu*forWhib i ispawd. mark deoe expiration of sub - T,e aw otes~o - f Mu ~~1C ~iL& IT' .E? -WhichA llif1i? which Aball it be?" * I looked at Jobn. Joha looked at me, (]16i.'Paftjent John, who loves meo yet As wreii as tbol my loks were jet); And whiIfun.thUaUt mst5lpeA My,vofeeseened stra-ageLy low and weak. -0" irzwwn -what Robert said;" ad then I isenainxbeat MY head. -This Is bis letter:" A homse and land while you shall live, If. In return, from out your seven One child fbi are to me isgiu.' I looked at Join's old gurm9ANuss * I:SoMbhtbt &U t aJohn -adome Of povwr.y ad work and cake# -Whjeb--j, though williag, could not sha-re; I tbo4ghi of sevcn mouths to feed, ~r~fwe~allHc-eMreq'z: need, -Come, John," s9id. 1. mwetl# -hps at themi as they lie Asleep:" soc 46'ad-abad ~ fD~rJ~a1 I mFryed our band. JFftt to the cradle lightly stepped Where LiMan, the baby, slept. =MRWP uraegowdavcht, Safbw~La~ s&OoMOd to lZ.y ft bqUghhand in loving way. unoiehisper maile her stir, ft -W J0148 "Atler-not her." 11e gto:"e beside the truodle-be4 y-o bamp. l%h shed * ~ twaitM.heyhh acesthere, Ise A atptift], and fair; til he lay dead at her side no othE man had seemed to her so larg< souled, so noble-hearted, so devotei and true. She did not weep-he grief was too deep for that. He heart, if she had one, was stone Nothing moved her. All sorrow fell so far short of her own as t< seem not worthy the name of sor row. She was still so young, bare ly thirty-three, and she already ha< drank to the very dregs the sweet est and saddest of life's wine. Foi her woman's heart there was no thing left. For her mother's hearl there were six boys, and for he brains and her hands the care and support of thenx. She had hei home, but no income now. Whai could she do? Teach French, and take a few boarders. So a fem weeks' time saw the happy, bright eyed, Yivacious Marie changed intc a pale, sad, black-robed woman, with her handsome boys gathered about her like a constellation, and half a dozen gentlemen to sit at hei table and learn French. Most ol them were professional men, while one or two were her own country men. The first to come was Tom Sigismond, partner in a down-towm tea house, and the pet of a bachelor coterie, many of whom had been classmates in college, and led the usual life of well-to-do city fellows who have no "incumbrancem." Some one in the firm was wanted who un derstood French, and why not learn it himself? A Franco-American friend gave him Madame Marque rat's address. The artlessness of madame's broken English, and the sweetness of her broken-hearted face, made the formal business mat ter a foregone conclusion. And so it happened that being the first by a day on the carpet, Tom was giv en the late doctor's place at table, if "he would be so good as to carve.' Carving was as new and untried a business as speaking French. But he was a fellow to do any thing for a woman except marry her. He *ouiearre if h amputated his Iands in the operation. And them those six distracting boys, with their "fmaman, maman, maman, kissing-her, -hmgging:henr, abbing their heads against her, overwhelm hgher with their devotion, and trying her patience to the utmost! How could he ever expect to leart all their pretty Frenchnames, much less abide in the midst of such a bedlam? And so each and all of the gentle men thought, but had their won derings answered by the nameless graces of the widowed madame. Day by day only enhanced their ad miration, and astonished them with her capabilities. From mnorning until evening neither her hands nor her feet seemed to find rest. There were always the boys to be sent te school, the market, her French pu pils, her household to superinitend and yet she seemed always so inca pable of fatigue, always so tidy, an always courteous and ready to talk but always so very, very sad. One day Gustave, the third boy was brought in from the street witl: the blood streaming from a wound in his head. It had been nearly a year since Pierre had died, and un til now Marie had thought she had no heart. But the sight of her bleeding child showed that she had and,ehegave way to aflood of tears After that she was quite like the impulsivevivacious, and warm heart M&arie of old. She was a French. womnan ~in a thousand ingenious ways-so rich in tact, in expedien cy, in helpfulness ; but had it noi beeni for al Those -boys, one migh1 never have known what a characte she had. One day it was teaching little Pierre never to lie; another Louis the beauty of unselfishness another, courteous manners to Co let, generosity to Clauide, or pa tience to Paul. She was certaini: the most wonderful mother thes< men ever had seen: and neither ha4 they forgotten their own. Th< sight of her and her boys day afte day developed their own fatherl: instincts and longings for a horn and fireside and a madame of thei own. But where could another Ma rie be found?i None of them aske< himself that question oftener thai did handsome Tom Sigismond. Wo men were so tremendously deceit fuil. He could count up a score c "perfect beauties" he had ffirte< with, who smiled sweetly, sang an talked like seraphs, and made be wildering toilets; but he declared h knew them to be perfect Xantippe in temper. (That was before Xantij pe's amiability had been exoners ted.) If he married, and he certair ly never should, but if he did, h wanted to know the woman. Cal) ing now and then, seeing her in th parlor, going to opera, and conceri eriding in Central Park, and the lkt inrnished no realeclew to her chai acter. Mforeover, there was no wa to find out, unless one interviewe her maid, or engaged in her emplo r under the guise of coachman. Even - if they were angels, he was afraid r of angels, unless it was this French r one with her six cherubs. r Of course he learned French with . a vengeance. It was a wonderfully 9 courteous language, seeming fitted for only lords and ladies. He was astonished that he had not learned - it before. It was "Voulez vous I quelque chose, madame ?" in the - morning and at night. He charged r himself with commissions, and fin - ally grew to takin~g the boys out by twos for a walk or ride. At the end of three years he was the only i original boarder left. He had con jugated the verb aimer through all its mood and tenses, and instead of looking further for a Marie, decid ed to sue for this one, including the satellites, Louis, Colet, Gustave, etc. - One day he fell in with a pair of t his bachelor friends. "Wh-re do you keep yourself, Tom, ?" inquired one. "I haven't seen you for six months. In love, eh, old fellow ?" "Yes, I believe I am," said Tom, seriously. "One more unfortunate!" doled out the other. "Young, rich, and pretty, I suppose ?" 1 "Yes, young, rich, and beautiful," answered Tom. "No money, a wid. dw; and six boys." "Oh, that-excuse me-but that's too thin." "But it's a fact," said Tom; and the friends sobered. "Hey! are you crazy, old boy?" "Never less so, old fellow." "Six boys! the d-ickens! That's beginning life at the top end, I should say." "Very likely; but if there were twelve, it would be all the same. There isn't another woman in the world like her! She's French. rye been learning French." "Y-e-s, I should say so-by heart. Did you propose en Francais, a la Francais ?" "Haven't come to that yet" '-Ah! then you are not hopelessly lost?" "Yes, Iam. It's agone case. If she says no, I'm hers all the same." Of course they had abundant rea son to tbik he was a fooL Any body would, when he could marry any one of the twenty "splendid girls," but instead choose a widow dowered with half a dosen boys! But then he had got beyond public opinion. But what would Marie think? and what would Louis and Gustave and Colet and all these oth er graded thikers think? It was no small thing to attack a heart surrounded by such a home-guard. But faint heart, etc., including six boys. One day Marie seemed unusually sad and perplexed. "Some of those -horrible bills to meet," Tom sus picioned, and he couldn't offer her -a cent beyond his board, which he made as high as possible. Next ,day found her face no brighter, and after the boys were all in bed he ,knocked at madame's little sitting L room, saying he would like to come l in for a while. Marie blushed, and tputting her finger to her lips, point - ed to little Pierre asleep on asofa. I A low tune suited what Tom had to Ssay, and so he began, after drawing ,a chair vis-a-vis to her own. ."Madame, 'you are the only wo man in the world I know, and the - only woman I love. I am neither -afool nor crazy. I wishito marry Syou." -Marie threw up her hands in true b French horror. t "Marry me ! Pourquoi ?" e "For yourself." y "But my six boys !-what can you ,think?" ;"I think they need a father. You -are wearing your life out to care for - them. Moreover, as they grow old r er they will need advice and guid e ance that you can scarcely give. I ThatlIwant to marry you and the a six boys is proof that I love you six r times as much as it is necessary to r love a woman without children." a "Oh, but you will thik diffe?ent r to-morrow." , "No; I made up mymind to this I six months ago. I have only waited i hoping that time and circumstances would make you need me as much SaslI need you. I hope I am not I wholly indifferent to you?!" I "You have been very, very good. 1 But no one can be to me what my a Pierre was. I cannot allow you to e sacrifice yourself, and I caninot mar s ry again. I must give myself to i my children-les pauvres garcons!I e and the tears streamed down her L- cheeks. e "But it breaks my heart to see iyou distressed, and have no righi e to help you," exclaimed Tom, a seizing the fair white hand, that ~, bore only a worn wedding ring, an~ kisndti dseaewy - kiAsin ithen yo mesperateway, " ihdMre y "And thenee you atgai away sighed Marie. "Only as my friend." "And you have no other answer?" "None other, monsieur." . "Promise me one thing. If you can at any future time give me a different answer, grant me the hon or of telling you again how entirely my life is yours, and yours only." She smiled sadly. "There is al ways hope in such promises, and I would not deceive you. You will thank me for this some day, if not now." Of course Tom protested that he never would, and avowed his loyal ty and devotion, and then, packing his traps, went to a hotel without a word to anybody. When the fact of his departure became known in the house the boys were furious, and overwhelmcId Ma rie with questionings. Each one missed him in his own peculiar way, and, "I wish, I do, that Monsieur Sigismond would come back!" greet ed Marie's ears many times a day. And she, poor thing! missed him a thousand times .more and more as the days went on, until it was no longer use for her to deny to her self that she loved him almost as much as she had Pierre. And was she quite sure that she ought not to have said "Yes" for the boys' sake? One day Colet came dancing in like a wild boy. "Oh, mama, I met Monsieur Sigismond to-day, and he asked how the dear, beautiful mama was, and about all the boys; and I asked him why he went away, and he said he didn't want to, and that he was just dying to come back, but you wouldn't let him. Say, mama, is that so? Mayn't I tell him he may come back ?" "No, no, Colet; mother thinks he is very good, and hopes 'that some day he will come back without mother's saying so." But he did not come; and although Marie de voted herself to the boys, her heart ached all the day. Her old friend, Dr. Lauson, who had known her and her husband for many years, and who had always been very fond of Marie, came in nearly every evening, with the kind intention of 'cheering her. T-e she would rather a hundred times have been alone, but she was too kind to appear otherwise than glad to see him. On one of these visits the doctor surprised her with an offer of his hand and heart: a very sensi ble, appropriate, and worthy hus band, the world would have said. When he had finished, Marie point ed to the door. "Never come through that again with such a thought or wish in your heart," said she, almost passionate ly. "I do not love you; I cani!ot love you; I never can love you - You are my friend ; I will be frank with you: I love Mr. Sigismond."' The docter bowed an adieu, and passed out. He was a generous soul. He knew Sigismond. He went straight to his hotel, and sent up his card to Tom. "Glad to see you, doctor," greet ed Tom, giving his hand in a cordi al clasp. "rye just been and offered my self to Madame Marquerat," blurted out the doctor, sinking into an ea sy chair. "Ah, and am I to offer congratu lations?" said Tom, in a forced way. "Yes, I think you are, Mr. Sigis mond. I certainly should if I stood in your boots." "Yes? Well, when is the happy event to come off?" "Any time you say, I reckon;" and the doctor ran his fingers through his sparse locks. "1 say ?-that's clever. You speak in riddles. I hope the event has not affected-clouded-disturbed your-your-"~ "Yes, I think it has. Madame showed me the door. She loves another man, Sir-another man." "Her poor Pierre," suggested Tom.. "No, it's a live man, and his name is Tom-Tom Sigismond." "What !".shouted Tom, springing up. "E-h-h ?" responded the doctor slowly. "It is best not to get exci ted over it. You can't see her to night; but if you go round to-mor row, I think you can fix the matter up; and I advise you to rush mat ters. I know Marie. She loves you, my boy-she loves you; but she is a proud piece, and if you give her a chance, she will keep postpon. ing the matter to the hurt of you all. -God bless you." -"And you too, my dear man! added Tom, fairly taking the good doctor in his arms. Tom went around "totnorrow.". The boys were all home from school, and Marie stood in their midst ad justing some difficulty. "I saw Dr. Lauson last night, Madame Marquerat," began Tom, putting his arm about her, while the boys looked on in silent won der. "We will be married to-mor row." He spoke as if an appeal was an utter impossibility. "Boys, what do you say for having me for your father?" "Oli, jolly! splendid!" they all I shouted; and seeing the doubtful I look on Marie's face, which, by in tuition they interpreted, began to plead, "Yes, naman; do, please !" while Louis, drawing back and fold ing his arms, said with great digni ty, "I tell you what, Mr. Sigismond, we think you are a first-rate fellow, but you'll have to be awful good to mother. rm nearly as tall as you now, and rm well up in gymnas ties." "Hush, hush, Louis!" laughed . Marie, waving the entire corps from the room. What happened after ward has happened a great many times, and the oftener it happens the more it baffles description. Next day there was a quiet wed ding in the little home parlor, with only Dr. Lauson, one or two lady friends, and the boys to witness the ceremony. Tom's friends de clared the fellow was a fool. But his mode of reconciling them to his fate was most effectual. He invited them to dine with him, to show off his boys, make them envy him his Marie, and enjoy the most delicious dinners in New York; and they in variably went away confessing that Tom was not such a very great fool! after all. That was.five years ago; and as an illustrtion of the power of example, three out of the five bachelors have married widows with daughters, whom they laughingly declare shall marry the Marquerat boys. Nous- verros aistHaum. NEWSPAPERS DOXESTICAL LY CONSIDERED. Too low an estimate is apt to be set on the domestic value of news papers. After reading them, and putting ourselves, through their agency, in mentb correspondence with the world, they arb thrown aiwie and Iorgotten. . But to sup-. pose their usefulness bounded by their news columns and the waste bag is a thriftless mistake. Inathe irst place, there are the household recipes, to be found in stray corners, often excellent, and dorving a refuge on the fly leaf :n.the family cook-book. Then come the pretty verses, the strange and .droll stories, the brief bio grahies and reminiscences which pasted in a scrap book, are a source of never ending pleasure not only to those who do not care for richer intellectual food, but to those who have only odd minutes for reading. Notwithstanding the squibs jo calar jornalists have penned on the use of newspapers for bed clothing, we know from experience that these are not to be despised. They may not be as comfortable as your blank ets, but certainly they keep out the cold. Two thicknesses of papers are better than a pair of blankets, and in the case of. persons who dis like the weight of manay bed clothes, they are givaluable. A spread made of a double layer of. papers between a covering of calico and chintz is desirable in every house hold. The papers should be tack ed together with, and alno basted to the covering to keep them from slip ping. An objection has been mad1e on account of the rustling, but if soft papers be chosen the noise will not be annoying, especially should the spread be laid between a blan ket and the counterpane. As a protection to plants against cold both in and out of doors, no thing is better. If newspapers are pinned up over night at a window between pots and glass, the flowers will not only not be frozen, but will not even get chilled, as they are so liable -to be at this season. Inathe same way, if taken to cover garden beds, on the frosty nights of early autumn, they -will allow the plants to reain safely out doors some time later than is common. One of the oddest services to put our journals to is the keeping of ice in summer. An ingenious house keeper recently discovered that her daily inmp of ice would last nearly twice as long when wrapped in newspapers, and placed in any kind of covered box, as when trusted solely to a refrigerator. This is very convenient, since- it is possible to have the best and cheapest refriger ator constantly at hand. To polish all kinds of glass after wasning, except table glass, no cloth orfiannel is half so good as a newspaper ; and for a baker's dozen of other uses, quite foreign to its primal pulrpose, it is without a rival. [&ribner's. It is suggested that in building railroads, the rails should be heated red-hot, so that the torldnesr will lay them down rapidly. COTTON MANUFACTURE, NORTH AND SOUTH. The history of cotton manufac ture in the United States is both cu rious and instructive. Its rise and growth has been more recent and rapid than the majority of well-in formed persons suspect. Nominal ly, the first impulse was given in the year 1814, but practically the great movement which has brought the United States into-rivalry with England dates back but fifty years. As recently as the year 1810, the manufactured products of Virginia exceeded those of Massachusetts in value $5,500,000 per annum. Every one knows how the comparative reckoning stands to-day. The enter prise of one man, seconded by the energy and industry of the comma nity in which he lived, has for the last half century made the South tributary to the North, and made the former both producer and consumer for the benefit and profit of the lat ter. In the war of 1812, a wealthy and intelligent young Bostonian was made prisoner and taken to England, where he was struck with the inventions of Arkwright and Hargroves, as applied to the British cotton manufacture. This young man, whose name still lives, in this connection,in that great manufactu ring marvel of Massachusetts, the town of Lowell,with the aid of an in genious Scotchman, Samuel Slater by name, returning home, selected Waltham, on the Charles River, (a stream since made famous in song as well as in story,) as the site of his experiment; and from that grain of mustard seed has .sprung the forest of factories which has since flourished on New England soil. Speaking of this mattei, but very recently, one of the most eminent citizens.of Massachusetts made this remarkable prophecy, which maybe much nearer its falfinment than either he or the great majority of his hearers imagined. General Banks used this language: "The Lowell will not have been thor oughly established until the cot ton of the country shall have been utilized by manufacturers on the lands where .it is produced, as well as iron, over the inexhaust ible beds of ore and coal wit which nature has so lavishly enriched this country." To General Banks himself, as well as to his auditors, a simple recital of what the Southern people are do ing ia this very matter, and have done ever since the last unreliable census returns were made four years ago, will be almosta, revelation as well as a confirmation of the correct ness of his statement. The next de-. cade may produce results which will confound the anxious of the otherwise, and again reverse the rel ative position of the North and South .as manufacturing centres, fulfilling the couditions laid out-by the man of Massachusetts mnch ear lier than even he expected by bring ing the raw material and its manu facture into immediate pr-oximity all over the cotton States, as it is now the case in Georgia, South Caro lina and Alabama. Of the young and growing Low ells of the new South-at Granite ville, in South Carolina, at Augusta and Columbus, at the Eastern and the Western extremes of Georgia, at and near Montgomery, in Ala bama-little has been said or writ ten, and less generally known, as yet; buttheseare indeed most prom ising pioneers in this mighty indus trial movement, and the rapid, though steady progress they have made in the past three years, recalls the similar march to success and wealth made in Massachusetts, and throughout New England, during the early part of this century.-Ed win de Leon, in ilarper's Maga zine for February A Danbury boy who reads the papers went to his father wfth a rope in his hands and told that worthy if he did not give him fifty cents n,y a jack knife he would forthwifi hang himself. It was the place of the old man to say, "Heaven forgive you, my son, for the awful thought-here's the fifty ents." He didn't say it, however. He merely twined his fingers in the young man's tresses and bumped his head against the door jamb un til the suicide thought it was Fourth of July nigh.-Danbury News. A negro held a cow while a cross eyed man was to hit her on the head with an axe. The negro ob serving the man's eyes, in some fear enquired "Is you gwine to hit where you look?" "Yes," "Den, hold the cow yourself, said cnffee. When a toieediari iinds a man fall lie fakas him to' the. station hansa and his friends a.il him out. THE FORESTS OF GERMANY. In Saxony there are very few forests. Often for miles not a tree can be seen save the fruit trees that skirt the highways; but in North ern Germaily-there are more forests. They are mostly of modern growth, having been planted and carefully cultivated. The general growth is pine. Adjoiiing almost every vil lage in North Germany is a sinall piece of woodq, which is guarded and protected with the greatest care. The trees are planted in rows. When they are young they are used for various purposes, but no one is all6wed to cut one exce t'he man who has. charge -of the forest. When a tree is cut down the price is fixed, and themoney paid to the for estman. At the end of the year the forestman makes his report, and the money it divided among those vil lagers owning the forest, as the woods is held in. common. The house in the village either does or does not have the right of common attached to it. One sees every state of growth in' these forests, from the little pines one foot high to the trees of a hundred years. they ascend like stars step from one hight to the other, and thus show what care this people are taking, not:only to secure to themselves the necessary wood for building fnd furniture, but to leave the coming generation a forest which like them selves is growing up to-maturity. Nothing but this wise foresight and care hap prevented Germany from be ing entirely without wood. - Many of the wooden toys, and, indeed, .al, most all we buy in America, are,not ofily made here in the Saxon Alps, but the very wood out of which they are made has been cultivated, and- the tree, before it-is hewn down into toys, has been the care and at tention of several generations that have passed forever from earthly scenes. It is very seldom- that wood; is used for fuel. The houses --of the peasants are very warm, and do not require the same amount of fuel that ours do. 'I.iave not seen a fire-place or grate in Gennany. 'The stoves are mostly made- of brick, and when heated in the -mrigtheeepthei room warm all day. In North Germany' the usual fuelis peat, which burns well and makes a far better fire than we in America thin1r This fuel is.-very cheap, four or five groshens buying enough to last all day. RAILWAY SIGNAL CODE . OF 'THE UIrrED STms.-We publish the fol lowing railway .signals for the ben efit of all interested: On e whistle signifies "down brakes." Two whistles signifies "off brakes." *Three whistles signifies "beck up." Continued whistles signifies "dan ger." Rapid short whistles, "a cattle alarm. A sweeping parting of the hands on level of the eye signifies "go ahead." Downward motion of the hands with extended arms signifies "stop." Beckoning motion of one sad -signifies "beck" Red flag waved upon the track signifies "danger." Red flag stuck up by the road side sifnifle "danger ahead.". Red flag carried upon a locomo tive signifies "an engine following." Redflag hoisted at a station is a signal to "stop." Lantern at night raised and low ered verticallyis a signal to "start." Lantern swung at right angles across the track means "stop." Lantern swung in a circle signi fies "back the train." SPIRT PHoTOGRAPH.-The spir it photographs which pass current among credulous spiritualists for genuine ghosts of the depa'rted are produced in various ways. The latest and most scientific method is as follows: The plain back ground screen, before which the sitter is placed in order to have his portrait taken, is to be painted beforehand with the form of the desir-ed "spirit," the paint beingeomposed of some flnorescent substance, sueh as a solution of sulphate of quinine. When this painting dries onl the seremn, it is invisible to the eye; but it sends out rays that have power to im press the photo plate ;-and thus the image of the person together with the quinine ghosts are simul taneously developed upon the negative.-Nientipc kiner ican. TsE Kumrni CAs-Here's the whiole story done up in verse: There were two eats in Kikenny, Each thoqght there wpsaeest too many, -So they quariel1ed and,fit - Azi& they scratchead theyIt, Until, soortbewe wasn't anf Rapid transit--sicide. FRIENDSHIP. "Ft iendship," says Geothe, "is an elective affinity, based upon the spiritual consanguinity w h i c h, though coexistent with, is differ ot from, any tie or instinct of blood relationship." Friendship hai its origin in the nature and condition of man. He is a social being, and loves to frequent the society of those who are like him self, but still he finds his happi.e noss incotplete unless participa ted inby one in whom he places his entire confidence and consid ers his friend. When in difficulty and distress he looks around for consolation and advice. We can searcely open any vol ume of antiquity without being reminded how excellent a,thing is friendship. But it-is to -be feard that, in modern times friendship is seldom remarkable for similar devotednefS. What indescribable happiness must itibe to possess a -real, true friend-a friend whom we can re ly on; who when enemies gaiehr around, when sickness falls on the heart, when.the world isdark and cheerless, will bear a willing part in' our calamity. Adversity tries true frien<ship. If you bpe a friend. who Jores you, be sure to sustain him in ad-11 versity. Let him feel that his for mer friendship.is appreciated, aind that his love was not thrown.away, Real fidelity, while rareaill exists in the heart.. Who has not felt its power? They only deny itU worth and power who have never eitler loved or lab,ored to make .othirs happy. The good and kind, the affection ate and -virtuous, see and feel the heavenly principlo. Thopy would sacrifice worth and happiness to promote the happiness of others; and in return. they receive the,re .vard of their love by. sympathi zing.hearts and countlessfavors when they.have eep brought, low by distress and adversity.., . If you have a friend try to-re de 'him, for the time will domer when you will bp.willing to give all you. have, and ever hope to have, for one tine and sincere friend. It is a favorite theory of mind that all ourdisappoin.tmentsandreo verses are the results of our own folly. If we are truthful and hon orable. in all things, and do as near ly right asc we .ean, thpre'll not maeh happen .to disturb ps. Our friends will not forsake us with out provocation. - I don't mean those summer but terfly..rj e cd. a. They are not worthy of the namie. But I do expect you to be carefal of the few friends you have, and stand by them through storm. syd sun ahine. Keep thewn ; for when the dark day of your desolation comas there is no anchor like the true, firm friendship of one y-ou bevel tried and not found wanting. THE -REPRODUeTION OF PAST STATEs OF OoNsfoUsNEss.--D7. Carpenter, in the Contemporary Review, gives some interesting illustrations of physiological influ ences on the habits of thought The reproduction of past states&of conciounonss is discribed to be an automatic action. The thieory i: that the chemical action of blood in the brain is a sort c?f registering process, which if it is properly pursued, leaves an indelible -im pression that can always be re produced under the proper influ ences. A case of forgetting and recovering a language is a pecu liar illustration of a sudden change in thie action of the blood. Dr. Abercrombie tells of a man who had been put in a state of stupor by an injury and,. in this state, began to talk as 'Though he had been thirty years absent fromn Wales, and had apparently forgot ten the language altogether. Up on the recovery of his health, the man began tptalk the English lan guage and completely forgot his Welsh again. A curious fact within the knowledge of the wri ter was the case of a student in Germany who was exceedingly anxious to acquire the German lan guage as soon as possible. : He had some knowvledge of it, but was unable to use it in conversa tion. Yet', n his sleep, his mind evidently, engrossed w i t h the study, he could hold a conversa tion, uriderstand perfectly and-talk fluently. Josh- Billings -says 'rely truly: 'ou'd better not know so much than to knowLao many things thai ~An Trlsinn lieiig 'asked ia -court for his marriage certineat, shwbda lQgses hi is head about the size of a small shovel. 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