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RY R B. MURRAY & CO. ANDERSON, S. C THURSDAY MORNING, JUNE 5, 1884._VOLUME XIX. - NO. 47. Motherhood. Some time ago, two men happened to be riding on a train together and in the same coach was a little woman, who had a puny, fretful chilain; -her arms. ; It was evident that'she had been nursing and dandling this child all day, for she had ridden nearly three hundred miles. The poor child.was not still five minutes at a time. Patiently and constantly did the little woman work with it. To the honor and chivalry of more than a dozen men in the coach, it gives us pleasure to report' that not a single complaint, or frown came from one of them, even when the little thing was screaming loudest. One of these men said to another; "It is worth -exactly $11,500,000 to raise a dnld.": The other man, a large, strong, good-hearted specimen he was, after studying a little, said; "you are about right. The figures are not far wrong. If I were to take that child and work with it and dandle it on my arms for one hour, it would break me down. I could not do it." He was a father and kuew what it was to pace the floor at night with a sick child and.to. watch over them in - all their aches and pains. Did you ever notice how much sympathy is pour? ed out on a man who happens to be forced to take care of an infant for a few days ? Well, a woman will do this work all day And all night, ?nd weefc after week,- on-; resting, uncomplaining, and she expects iio wages except love. '?" ' Sometime ago Henry Ward Beecher ? -preached a-sermon on "The Spirit of the Cradle/*5'which was published- in iYv-1 Are so admirable that we reprint them and ask every one to give them a read? ing. '? ./( "No poet, no philosopher, can tell . what is the richness and fruitfidness and wonder of the imagination that hovers ?over a Christian woman's cradle. To her, the star of the East comes again to stand ?over "where the young" child lies. To .her, the wise men of the earth might -well borne, bearing offerings aod Incense. . "To her again are renewed all: the scenes of the sacred stable where the Child lay. The cradle is her temple: the babe is her ?divinity: And whatever reason can, and -whatever fancy can, when both of tbem ?are stimulated by profonndest love, what ?ever there is near or far, present or to ? come, that love is woman's. "Mary kept 'these 'things in her heart and pondered ?them." The pondering of a mother { If it could be written, if there were any . angelic reporter band to take the best thoughts and the sweetest fancies, and if the life of a mother's heart could be written,iri. those early brooding days, it would shine fit to be read in.the libraries of the heavenly world itself. Human nature never comes so near to the divine as when a royal woman pours out the full blood of her thought and fancy and love to the little unheeding, and to her as yet useless child. Where else is she so beautiful as when she sits in the center of this mystic circle: as when she sings to her babe, or gaze* c?ently as it feeds upon her bosom t The stars have nothing so bright, and the heaven scarcely any? thing more pure and more holy than the heavenly love service of a mother to her little.helpless.anjjjjpfasbioned child. Now let us not dwell simply upon this phenomenal beauty. Look, lor one sin . gle monjeiit, j.upon the power of the cradle; for all this love, this outflowing of theiivinest feelings of human nature was not meant to be expended merely as a luxury for the maternal bosom. There is meaning in it. It is one of the sources ? of the g>eate8t:power that exists on earth. The power of the. cradle- is greater, than the power of the' throne; greater really in its diffusion and in its capacity of usefulness; .ten thousand times greater. Make me the monarch of the cradles, and I will give to whosoever I will the monarchy of kingdoms and of the throne. Motherhood and fatherhood are the foundation of the highest spiritual conceptions-of life and society. There is nothing beyond and higher. If you would realize those wonderful passages in the xiii chapter of 1st Corinthians, which, as applied to ordinary human life, seem impossibilities?Paul, I will not Bay had them in his mind, but certainly, he might have had?"Love suffereth loDg; love, is kind; love envieth not; love vaunteih not itself?this is the descrip? tion' of the mother overhangiog her cradle. "Love is not puffed up; love seeking not her own ; is not easily pro? voked; thinketh no evil; rejoiceth not in iniquity, rejoiceth in the truth; bear eth all things, believeth all things, bopeth all things, endureth all things. Love never faileth." It is never wearied, it sleeps not, nor does its power depart from it. Now, aside from this generalization, where is there an exemplification of the true Christian humility ? Where can you find in all the realm of imagination or in all the cold and frigid definitions of the? ology, anything that will interpret to a man the real meaning of humility? which many folks suppose to be merely feeling bad, or feeling as though tbey weren't worth anything, or- as if they were not good, all of which things may, on occasion, be very properly mixed in; but humility is not either of these things. For a man may feel that he is strong and wise, and stronger than other folks and wiser than other folks, and yet, be very humble.- It 'is the* bringing down of accomplishment, and .value, and organi? zation of character to the very lowest levels of life for the sake of love; tbat is humility. If you want a definition, re? member yoor. mother. "In honor preferring one anothei." Bat it is impossible say some. You can do it. It is done every day. It was done when you were born, and all the way through. It is being'done in ten thou? sand households, and the command is to make that common in all society which is, thank God, so almost universal in every true household where love rules. Since the cradle is the very root of human society, it is a wise economy in every community tbat sees to it, tbat all the children are educated, and that the means of education be made so ample and convenient tbat there shall be no need of complaint. ' More than that, I hold that no parent has any si.jh right to bis child, as tbat be shall withhold him from knowledge, for the sake either of Self or prejudice, or superstition, con emning the child to all the disabilities tbat ignorance brings with it. Compulsory education is taking the side of the little child as against the heartless pride of venal instincts, of a rude or vulgar father. I tbink that the system of Taw tbat renders education compulsory was inspired by the spirit of the cradle. It is the ever growing duty in a lower sphere of following tbat which emanates from the heart of God in the! larger sphere. No father has a right to cheat his cbild of tbat which is worth more than money, more than honor, more than power?the unfolding of him? self. To be born with a mind carries with it the right to unfold tbat mind, j To have a navy is to have a right to an ocean to sail it in, and to have the right of humanity is to have the right to de? velop ourselves in it to tbe largest pro? portions of knowledge for tbe sake of humanity in ourselves and in society at large. Therefrre, when I see prodigality of Some of the paragraphs legislatures and of administrative bodies, it is prodigality for material things. Tbey are prodigal for sewers, which are very good things indeed. They are prodigal for political instrumentation, for .politicians... l am not stingy; I am will? ing \ that tfiey should have something. But tbek^predigality is for everything that is material. Their stinginess is for that which comes right home to the very instinct and interior heart of true wisdom and benevolence. Economical for schools, prodigal for politicians, stingy for schools, but able to build great city edifices, that men may have jobs ana make money. Aqueducts, street sweep? ings, new street openings, new pavements all these material improvements are very good. I believe in them. I rejoice in them; but I. tell you that the road to wisdom is a more precious road than the road between here and the metropolis of the earth, if there were one. Take care of the schools and have more#f them, and if you are going to take care of the schools, take care of the school teachers. If you are going to take care of the school teachers, under? stand one thing. You never will be able to have the best schools for the children of the poor, until you make it the inter? est of men and women to devote their lives to that business, just as professional men devote their lives to their occupa? tions. XStive the Mayor less. Give the Aldermen less, if you give anything. (If they have nothing, tbey will get it.) Reduce salaries everywhere, but increase them in schools. Now, not one in twen? ty teaches a school, except as a stepping stone to something better by and by. A young man wants to raise money to go to college with. When he gets through there he ? wants- to raise money to go through his profession, and when he has tot money he abandons the school. We o not do so in medicine, we. do not do so in law, we do not do so in the ministry. We do so in our common schools, and yet the teachers of our common schools are of more value to the children of the whole community than lawyers, doctors and ministers rolled up in a bundle all together. We have been working at the top of society. We have been forming our estimates of value by meretricious standards. The child is more (o the mother than all creation. The weak and the poor are more to God than all crea? tion beside. It .ought to be so, to a Christian community, to the church, and to civilization which boasts so much of its Cristianity. A woman goes into the common school saying, "I dedicate myself to the chil? dren of the .community ?" No, no, it is a good place' to wait in until God sends some one to take her out of it, and then she goes ! Men are making it a thing aside, but we must make the schools so honorable that no other schools can live along side the public schools; because they are schools for the children of the poor, for the helpless and the lowest and the poorest, and even for the outcast, you must make them glow with beauty and honor. Do .not crowd them. Do not 'poison the children and suffocate tbem with unventilated air. Do not make the schools like barns transmogrified with seats. Make them palaces of beauty. Build at the bottom. Build with beauty, build with power. Let the cradle domi? nate over the State House, and over the City Hall. - The power- of the State lies in the bottom of it. 'Take care of that and you take care of the: whole. liaising a Jersey Calf. A common error in attempting to raiser a fine Jersey calf, is in allowing it to have all, or as much of its dam's milk as it will drink, and it is often the case that the cow is fed very high on the richest butter producing food \ and two teats taken for the family and the other two given to^the calf; and again the cow is milked, about half the first milk from all the teats and the balance left for the calf, I have heard owners of Jersey cows boast of giving the calf one-half of tbe milk and making three quarters to one pound of butter off tbe other. AH the above plans are against the growing of a heal? thy, vigorous and large calf. The best Jlans to raise a fine, large and healthy ersey calf, is to let it suck a cow that gives a large quantity of very poor milk. This gives a large size and muscular development, without much fat. If it be necessary to raise a Jersey calf on its dam's milk, the plan should be to feed such food to the cow as will produce a large quantity of milk of poor quality. Never attempt to force a Jersey cow for butter, while the calf gets tbe milk and always give tbe calf the first milk aud use tbe last milk, which is much tbe richest for the family. Think of tbe waste there must be in feeding a calf one pound, or more of pure"butter, in bis milk per day. This is a double waste. You do not want fat on a Jersey; you want growth and muscle. Besides, this rich, battery milk is not appropriated to fat. It is only partially utilized wben fed ic small quantities. When fed in large quantities, it damages the digestive power8,,wtiich: produces scours and other ailments, that kill or dwarf so many Jersey calves. Feeding a Jersey cow to grow a fine calf is one thing, and feeding a Jersey cow to produce a large quantity of butter is another. While it is true that the Jersey cow is the best butter cow, it is also true that she can be fed so as to very-muchrreduce-the bulter and keep up the milk flow. Feeding the calf from the pail is perhaps the best plan, if done by an experienced and careful hand; otherwise, there is more loss than gain. If the calf could be fed a good gruel, composed of skimmed sweet milk, oat meal, or wheat bran, and always in the right quantity and the right temper? ature, it is perhaps as good a plan as to let the calf suck a cow. But there is not one hand in fifty that will do this p'rop erly. If a paii full of gruel is the right temperature wben tbe first calf is fed, it will be too cold for the last one, and if not stirred all the while, the first calf gets thin, hot gruel, and the last one gets thick cold gruel. Thus it will be seen that it is very difficult to keep the thing regular and if regularity is not preserved strictly, some of the calves will grow "pot bellied" and scrawny.?J. C. Stribling, hi Spartanburg Spartan, A Good Plan. The children lived in a little cabin home, and all three of them?Nell, Rob and Lizzie?were taking a gay "make believe" ride on an old log. Fido jump? ed and barked as if he enjoyed the fun as much as anybody. A gentleman who was passing down the road stopped and laughed : "Good morning, little folks I That is rather slow riding. Wouldn't you like a horse and carriage ?" "Yes, sir," said Robbie; "but we haven't any, and so we are getting the most fun we can out of what we do have." Was not that a wise answer? How much pleasanter this world would be if all tbe little people?and big ones too? would stop fretting about the things they cannot get, and make the best of what they have! Do you know any verse in the Bible that teaches us to be satisfied with what we have??Sunbeam. CHRISTIANITY'S BALANCE SHEET. A Sermon to Kusine?? Men Which Young and Old May Head With Profit. Rev. Wilton Merle Smith, .of Cazeno via, N. Y., preached Sunday in the Fourth Presbyterian Church, Chicago, from the text: "For what shall it profit a man if he gain the whole world and lose his own soul."?Mark viii: 36. Below is a condensed report of the sermon: Men are becoming suspicious of theo? ries. Speculation is not done away with, but before it can be accepted it must be proven by facts. Facts, not theories, are the factors of success, The every? day thought of the business world cares little for speculation or moral hypotheses. The busy drive of American industry seeks realities beneath the empty sem? blance of things. We are dealers in facts, not fiction, and the most practical fact to American thought is the profit and-loss account. The text is evidently a sermon to bus? iness men. What then of religious truth when brought to your counter and your day-book?when you 'come to- count its value' and gain? you can't' yard-stick your religion nor weigh your morals in a scale, and yet this view-point of re? ligious truth is not impossible. What fa the view presented by the text ? No man can gain the whole world. It is only a very limited amount of tbe world's happiness tbat can fall to any one man to enjoy. But admit tbe sup? position. Supposing be could gain the world, what is the gain account ? Put down upon your gain account, for your first item, wealth. The desire for wealth is not necessarily a wicked or unnatural desire. Even when it becomes inordi? nate, it often saves men from vices more terrible. It banishes idleness, encour? ages industry, frowns on evil and expen? sive habits. Let every young man be ambitious to have wealth and influence. It is not, perhaps, the highest purpose in life, but nevertheless, it gives impulse to work, energy to life, directness to effort. But the world can give more than wealth. Add to wealth fame and high position. Ambition will never content itself with mere wealth. It must have power, re? spect, fame. Put down, then, for your second item on tbe gain account of your balance-sheet, fame, honor and influence and power. But if we gain the whole world, we have more than wealth and fame. We have culture, refinement, in? tellect. All this is possible in the world. Wf hat else can you need ? How complete tbe joy and happiness of one if he should gain the whole world 1 But the lossl We must turn to tbe other page of the ledger and count up. With great joy we see tbe page is almost blank. There is but a single item. We have lost only our soul. Take your pen in hand and extend into your column the value of the soul. ' How shall we rate the soul ? There is something within us, we know not what, that lifts us above the brute. There is reason, and something, too, that speaks of an eternal distinction between right and wrong. There is the human will free from restraint. All this, they tell us,' is tbe human soul. And this soul is God sent and God-created. God created man in His own image, and breathed into bis nostrils tbe breath of life, and man became a living soul, with God's image and God's likeness. Then, too, this human soul has capabilities of com muniou with God. We can not know -now.what it.is.to have communion with God, because sin bo clouds our vision ; but even now. sometimes, we catch a glimpse of Gold's glory and loving fellow? ship. But besides the capabilities, the soul has a destiny, and tbat destiny is immortality. The soul shall live forever. All the fundamental longings of the soul are eloquent of immortality. Our loss account grows larger because the value of the soul .is measured by immortality. But, better than this, the value of the soul is seen in the price paid for redemp? tion. The soul by sin had become unfit? ted for fellowship with God. There was opened a way of ^cape from the dread? ful consequences of its sin through a redeemer. From Hie star-crowned seat of glory the Son of God came down to earth. Why the incarnation in human flesh? Why that life of self-denial, pain and suffering? Why the garden tears and the blood.-drops of Gethsemane, the mock tribunal, the crown of thorns and tho insults'? Why the patient suff? ering of Him who could have called twelve legions of angels? Why that awful death on Calvary ? The answer is written on every page of the Bible. It was to buy'back the human soul. Not by immortality only, but most of all tbe value of the soul is measured by the blood-bought redemption. But it is this soul tbat is in your loss account. Notice then, first, it is lost not only to your friends but to God. We know not what the future will be. We can not tear aside tbe veil that hides -it from our strainiDg vision;- -God has not been pleased to reveal what glories shall be given to those tbat shall finally triumph. Only a glimpse of tbe future is given us. All tbat our better natures long for here awaits us there. But "eye hath not seen nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man the things which God bath prepared for them that love Him." I But you have no share in these things. You've lost your soul. I can not tell you I what awaits those whose souls are lost; i whether there shall be a burning lake of fire I do not know, but I do know this: that the anguish of such a soul is beyond human conception. Rule out, if you will, all ideas of fire and physical pain. Let the soul go into tbe other world un regenerated and in sin. Let every evil passion become a thousand-fold stronger, and the conflict in the soul be one long warring and struggling for eternity. Add to this all the remorse for sin, the sorrow over lost opportunities, and the dread consciousness of being lost. And do we need the lake of fire to add to the intensity of the anguish? The conflict of passions must last forever. This death-struggle in the soul shall never cease. Some object to the doctrine of eternal punishment that it is unjust to inflict infinite punishment for finite Bin. j But this is amisstatementof the doctrine. "Eternal punishment," says Joseph Cook, "is the necessary accompaniment of eternal sin." All sin must be eternal unless subdued in Christ. Dr. Paten apeaks of "the self-perpetuating power of sin." Tbe soul, my friends, must go into the other world under the operation of the same law. If there is now dis? harmony between you and God there must always be that disharmony unless it is changed by a change in character. We are nowhere taught that there will be opportunity for repentance hereafter. The die is cast, your fate is sealed when your eye-lidB close in death. If you have not been reconciled to God here, there is no chance hereafter. Your soul in great torment must be rent and torn asunder and consumed by the fire of its own pas? sion and the violence of its own remorse? ful anguish; and tbe Bible tells us that this anguish is eternal. "And these shall go away," said Christ, "into ever? lasting punishment." Our balance-sheet is nearly finished. A single process more and it in complete. Put your losses under your gains. Draw tbe line, make tbe subtraction, and notice the profit: You've gained the world with its wealth, and the comfort and lux? ury that wealth can bring, but over against it on your loss account is your soul, which is tbe image of God, and has capabilities of communion and fellow? ship with Him ; and it is lost not only to your friends but to God. You've gained earthly treasure, but you've lost tho Heavenly. You've gained your mess of pottage, but you've lost your birthright of immortality. You've IoBt your fellowship with saints, and you have gained on inheritance with the damned! Where's tho profit? You've gained the finite, bub lost tbe infinite; you've gained time, but lost eternity. Draw the line; strike tbe balance; you are morally, spiritually, eternally bank? rupt. Strive for riches, but Heavenly riches. Strive for a crown, but for a Heavenly crown, and then, although you may spend your life in poverty and toil here, when you cross tbe river your feet shall touch at last the golden sands, and though homeless and a wanderer upon earth you shall see near by the golden battlements of tbe Celestial City, nnd the white-robed angela thronging near to welcome you borne at last. - Carp Culture Agalu, A Washington correspondent recently described an interesting sight that was witnessed by many persons when tbe water wa3 drawn from one of the carp ponds used by tbe fish commission for propagating purposes. Tbe pond from which the water was exhausted is in sight of the White-House, between that building and the Potomac Eiver. To? gether with several other ponds it is in charge of Dr. Rudolph, superintendent of Government fish ponds. During tbe summer some of the ponds were filled with rare aquatic plants, and visitors who saw none of tbe fish were amply reward? ed for a visit to Dr. Haasel's ponds by tbe show of luxuriant plants and brilliant flowers. The pond emptied covers two or thrse acres, perhaps five. It is shal? low, as tbe carp do not require great depth of water. When the water waB reduced to a narrow stream crossing the pond the fish were scooped out with nets, transferred to tubs, and, having been carefully counted, were ready for ship? ment to such points as Prof. Spencer F. Baird, the commissioner of fish and fish? eries, bad directed. In this first pond emptied it was ascertained that, by the natural process of propagation, the in? crease had been sixty-five thousand in one year. The fish taken are varied in size, from the minute specimens half an inch or less in length to those of two or three pounds in weight. They were principally mirror carp, having a few scales along the back, but there were in their company not a few leath carp and an occasional hybrid and tench. Mr. I. N. Cotton, of Trader's Point, Ind., writes as follows to the Indiana Times of the ease with which these fish may be raised: Two years ago last No? vember I received thirty-three mirror carp, about three inches long, direct from tbe United States fish commissioner. I placed them in my pond, and saw no more of them until the following sum? mer. I saw no young Ssh the first sum? mer, but during tbe second, hundreds of young fish came to view. I took two with hook and bait in twenty-three months from the time that I put them in. One measured seventeen, the other nine? teen inches in length, the larger weigh? ing three pounds and ten ounces; so that the increase and growth are all that we could ask for. The quality I am satisfied will give better satisfaction than the great majority of Gsh you can buy on the market. Tbey have no small bones, and are very tenacious of life after being taken from the water, and would keep longer than most fish without dressing, though all fish should be beheaded as soon as taken. Ponds may be made by leveeing or excavating or both. Tbey need not be fancy, and may be irregular and in any shape that tbe locality will permit. It takes but a small supply of water to keep a pond of one-half an acre full. If the water Bource is high enough or the water will rise high enough, I should prefer leveeing to exca? vating. Look out for gravel beds or seams of gravel. There is where you lose your water?through the gravel. By cutting a trench through tbe gravel and filling with clay you can stop leakage. You should have from four to-six feet of water in some part of tbe pond, but you waut more shallow water for feeding and spawning, with plenty of aquatic plants for. the fish to feed on. Water? cress is said to be good. Tbe black muck bottom, or even clay, is better than gravel for carp. The greatest difficulty in making ponds is to get rid of water of branches and ravines that are liable to overflow your ponds in times of heavy rains. Tbey should be ditched around the pond. There , should be a place of discharge for surplus water a little lower than the top of the levee, well protected from wash by boards or stone. You need not be much alarmed about carp trying to get out. They are non-migratory, and in time of rain and storm or any distur? bance of the water they seek the bottom of tbe pond. Make you a carp pond, if it is but one rod wide and three or four loDg, and you will be surprised at tbe amount of fish you can raise in it by feeding. If you have six sheep on an acre pasture tbey grow well, but if you put fifty you will have to feed or they will starve. A lim? ited number of carp will flourish in a pond without feed, but an overstock must be fed. Throw in cabbage leaves, potato peelings, turnips, cucumbers, watermelon rinds, or anything that your pig will eat, and you will be astonished at what good feeders they are and their growth. They like wheat bread better than anything that I have fed. If you will feed at the same place in the pond always, your fish will soon learn to come there for their feed. Throw iu a few pellets of bread that will sink to the bot? tom and then some that will float, and your fish will soon learn to come to tbe surface. I have been unable to keep entirely clear of excitement wben a carp two feet long rises to the surface to take his food and returns lashing tbe water with his tail, even though I have wit? nessed it hundreds of times. ? The Lancaster Ledger tells this tough one: "At Charlotte's celebration last week a South Carolinian and a tar heel from about the coast met and got in n big way of bragging. Said tbe sand lapper, "I have a turkey at home that weighs 28 pounds, and I killed a hog last fall that weighed 800 pounds." "Why," said tbe tar-heel, "that's nothing. I had a turkey that strided the ocean and picked stars out of the heavens when it was but three days old, and we never kill hogs up where I live; we just pull out a bristle and a mess of meat sticks to the root of it. The hog never misses it." So they repaired to a bar and tar heel treated. ? Tbe young man who used to sing "I fear no foe" before he was married, now says, "I cannot sing the old songs." BILL ART, What are the Poor Girls of tho Country to do. Atlanta Constitution. "What shall we do with our girls ?" I hare heard a good many fathers ask that question. I don't mean rich fathers who have no anxiety about their daugh? ters, but I allude to folks in the middle walks of life whose daughters have had an education and the father has nothing else to give them. What is a poor girl to do when she quits school or comes home from college. It is right hard for her to descend from the beautiful heights of astronomy and the fields of history and botany and the chambers of music down to the drudgery of housekeeping and sewing and darning and patching old clothes. But suppose she is a good dutiful girl and is willing to do that and more, the question is what does it amount to and can't she do better? Can't she take hold of something that will excite her ambition and interest her and make her some money ? Girls are just human and they want to do something. Girls who do not marry and whose fathers are poor will need some money after awhile when the roses begin to fade, the roses on their checks. Some are independent enough to go to millinery and dressmak? ing but this gives employment to but a few. Some paint flowers and do fancy work and sell what they make, but not many have the gift of genius in that line aud so the question still comes up what can the clever country girls do to make a living for themselves and feel indepen? dent? Not long ago I was over in Eastern North Carolina and I found the questiou answered in some places. I found some nice well educated girls cultivating small fruits and vegetables for market. They didn't plow the ground but they planted and hoed and weeded and gathered the crop. I saw an acre of strawberries that two sisters had planted and they made a frolic of it, tbat is, they went at it with a will and took a lively happy interest in it, and they gathered 4,000 quarts and said they would get a thousand more, and they packed them in the little baskets and the baskets into crates aud sent them North and their sales bad averaged 30 cents a quart. Their total expenses for hire of help and cost of baskets and freight to market was $200 and this left a thousand for their work and watching and constant care. Well those girls are proud and independent. Their father bad five acres and he was making money ?a good deal of money. I never saw a nicer business nor one so simple and sure. The land was poor and sandy. The rows three feet apart, when the plants get well set a plow opeus a furrrow close by on each side and this furrow is nearly filled with cotton seed and then the earth is thrown back on the cottou seed, after that the vines are mulched with pine straw and that is all. I never saw vines as small or berries as numerous. I count? ed 240 on one plaut. They laid on one another. This vine bad been picked three times and there were 240 left. They frequently picked a quart from 3 plants and left mauy uot ripe. They pick till 8 o'clock in the morning and the girls averaged 15 quarts by that time. They begin at 4 in tbe afternoon and get 15 quarts more. When they hire pickers they pay 2} cents a quart to girls and 2 cents to boys for the girls are more care? ful and do not mash tho berries nor spill them and do not cat every big nice one they come across. But ibis is not all. These girls have got a crop of raspberries just behind and they will make two or three hundred dollars off of them, and they are growing cur? rants and gooseberries and talk about go? ing into potatoes and beans and grapes and <q\l that. Well, why not. Fruit growing is a nice business for girls aud so is raising vegetables. Those girls have tbe advantage of ours for the mar? ket is nearer, but-I have never seen the time that nice strawberries couldn't be sold at home for 20 cents, and that will make lots of money. And then again the exercise is so good for their health, and the occupation is so cleanly and delicate and suits their nimble and delicate fingers so well. Woman was the first gardener we read about, that is to say, she was the first to pick the fruit and 1 have always thought she ought to bave been forgiven, for her first thought when she found the fruit good was to give her husband some. But he like an old rascal went and laid all the blame on her and tried to get out of the scrape. Now there is a chance for our girls to make some money. Let them try a small patch, say one-fourth of an acre. Plant out in August and bave a good crop of fruit next spring. It can be done. I heard a Nashville man say that two years ago there was no such business around Nashville as growing berries for Northern markets but now there was 150 bushels shipped a day from one town, the town of Franklin, and they netted 20 cents a quart, or six dollars a bushel, and the girls did most of the work. I wish the dear creatures were all rich enough to live without work and only bad to work when they felt like it, and I never see ladies of culture and refine? ment doing drudgery but what it shocks my humanity and I want a society estab? lished for the prevention of cruelty to angels. But work is the common lot for man and for woman too, and I reckon they are happier for it. I was ruminating over these things to? day when I met Sanford Bell ou tbe train. Sanford the old reliable conductor whom everybody knows and everybody loves, and we got to talking about the times and the crops, and when I mentioned John H. James and his bust up, Sanford said yes, that is mighty bad on James and bad ou tbe poor fellows who had their money in his bank. He had a thousand dollars there he said, a thousand dollars the savings often years, and uow he had to take a new start, aud his plans and his hopes were broken up, for he was going to lake $200 of tbat money and send Clifford to Moore's business college and the ?800 was for his daughter who had been so good and so kind to him and her mother and worked so willingly and faithfully at home, and he had picked out a nice little place to buy for her and let her enjoy the rents, but the money was gone and the prospect was bad, very bad. After telling me of the dark side be brightened up and said, "Well, I won't give up too soon for Mr. James failed in 1873 and he owed me 500 dollars then and he paid it in full with interest and allowed me a premium of 12 per cent for my gold, just what it was worth when I put my gold in there, although it was worth only 4 per cent premium when he paid it back. He is a good man, James is, and will do the best he can aud he can't do any more. Some folks abuse him for speculating on our money but I notice they never abuse a man until he has had bad luck and breaks. James speculated in Georgia railroad stock two years ago and made, they say, a hundred thousand dollars and everybody smiled and said James was a long headed man, nobody said a word against him, but now I they abuse him for being a speculator." I About this time we met the down train j and the engineer, Mr. Adams, came uj: to Sanford and said, "what's the news I my friend ; will we ever get anything?' And Sanford cLcered Lira up a little and then told me that Adams had $2,500 in there, and it was his hard earnings in cold and heat and winter and summer and day and night, while he stood at his post of duty, which is the post of danger. Well, all this is bad, very bad, and there are many worse cases. Sanford told me about them and said he was sor? rier for some others than he was for him? self. "But then," said he, "Mr. James is young enough and smart enough to rise again and I believe he will do it, and I'm not going to say a word to hurt his feel? ings or harass him, for be has load enough to carry now and my wife says I will get that money someday; she has faith and she cheers me up when I am down, and that is what a good wife al? ways does. She believes that money earned honestly is not going to be lost. "What have you done about your claim," said I. ''Nothing, there is noth? ing to do that I know of. I gave the certificate to Mr. James and said, 'I have beard about your troubles and I thought I would bring you this and let you man? age it for you know better bow to do it than the lawyers or anybody else.' " Well, I wish everybody bad as much faith aud charity as Sanford Bell. I reckon bis boy will get to the college some way, and if his daughter will go to raising strawberries I think she will make the 800 back in two or three years. I hope so. Bill Art. The Influence of Ancestry. In this country wc are taught by tbe Declaration of American Independence that all people are boru equal. There never was a greater misrepresentation put in one sentence than in that sentence which implies that we are all born equal. You may as well say that flowers are born equal, or trees are born equal, or an? imals are born equal. Why does one horse cost $100, and another horse cost $5,000 ? Why does one sheep cost $10, and another sheep cost $500 ? Difference in blood. We all are wise enough to recognize the difference of blood in horses, in cattle, in sheep, but we are not wise enough to make allowance for dif? ference in human blood. Now, I demand, by the law of eternal fairness, that you be more lenient in your criticism of those who were born wrong, in whose ancestral line there was a hangman's knot, or who came from a tree, the fruit of which for centuries has been gnarled and worm eaten. Dr. Harris, a reformer, gave some marvelous statistics in his story of what be called "Margaret, the Mother of Criminals." Ninety years ago she lived in a village in upper New York State. She was not only poor, but she was not well provided for. There were no alms houses there. The public, however, somewhat looked after her, but chiefly scoffed at her and derided her aud push? ed her further down in her crimes. That was ninety years ago. There has been 622 persons in that ancestral line, 200 of them criminals. In one branch of that family there were twenty, and nine of them have been in State prisons, and nearly all of the others have turned out badly. It is estimated that that family cost the county-and State ?100,000, to say nothing of tbe property they destroy? ed. Are you not willing, as sensible people, to acknowledge that it is a fear? ful disaster to be born in such an ances? tral line? Does it not make a great difference whether one descends from Mai garet, the mother of criminals, or from some mother in Israel ? whetheryou are tho son of Ahab or the son of Joshua? It is a very different thing to swim with the current from what it is to swim against the current, as some of you have, no doubt, found in your Summer recreation. If a man finds himself in an ancestral current where there is good blood flowing smoothly from generation to generation, it is not a very great credit to him if he turn out good and honest and pure and upright and noble. He could scarcely help it. But suppose he is born in an ancestral line, in a heredi? tary line, where the influences have been bad and there have been a coming down over a moral declivity, if the man sur? render to tbe influences he will go dowu under the overmastering gravitation un? less some supernatural aid be afforded bim. Now, such a person deserves not your excoriation, but your pity. Do not sit with the lip curled in scorn, and with an assumed air of angelic innocence looking upon such moral precipitation. You had better get down on your knees and first pray Almighty God for their rescue, and next thank the Lord that you have not been thrown under the wheels of that Juggernaut.?Dr. Talmage in Frank Leslie's Sunday Magazine for June. How to Kill a Craving for Alcohol. While it is true that many who at one time indulged in ardent spirits have ab? stained later in life, it is not believed that there is any real cure for the thirst created by alcoholism. But a person that claims to have cured himself gives a rem? edy that there would be no harm in try? ing. We reproduce it in the rescued person's owu words: "I was one of those unfortunates given to strong drink. Wben I left it off I felt a horrid want of something I must have or go distracted. I could neither eat, work, or sleep. Ex? plaining my affliction to a man of much education and experience, he advised me to take a decoction of ground quassia, a half ounce steeped in a pint of vinegar, and to put about a small teaspoonful of it in a little water, and to drink it every time tbe liquor thirst came on me vio? lently. I found it satisfied the cravings, and it also ge ve a feeling of stimulus and strength. 1 continued this cure, and per? severed till Lhe thirst was conquered. For two years I have not tasted liquor, and I have no desire for it. Lately, to try my strength, I have handled and smelt whisky, but I have no temptation to take it. 1 give this for tbe considera? tion of tbe unfortunate, several of whom I know have recovered by means which I no longer require."?Demorcst's Monthly. Wielding the Gavel, The Washington correspondent of the Cleveland Leader says: The Speaker's desk is a sort of marble pulpit, behind which Mr. Carlisle sits in a great arm? chair, and holds in his right hand the ebony handle of an ivory-headed gavel. This, in a caso of disorder, which very often occurs, he brings down with a thundering rap upon tbe board top of the marble pulpit. It sounds wben used with vigor like tbe shot of a pistol, and is the terror of long-winded speakers. Mr. Carlisle uses the gavel lightly, but little Sam Cox, when he gets in the chair, brings it down with all his might, and once when he was raising it up for a mighty stroke the head came off and flew to the floor. Often the gavel breaks and then a new one is procured. Sam Ran? dall was very bard on gavels, and broke a great many during his term as Speaker. He has the remains of these in a cabinet at home, which he shows to visitors as a sign of his former power. One of these i.s a beautiful one which be goL during his last term as Speaker. It was made by a Georgia mechanic of 110 pieces ol hickory wood. Short Talks WIOi the Boys. My son, I heard you speak of your father the other day as "the old man," and of your mother as ''her highness." What's the matter that you can't refer to them as your father and mother? Suppose your parents should speak of you as "the kid," or "the fly." You'd soon begin to think you were born into the wrong family. The son who is ashamed of his parents ought to be ashamed of himself. Suppose their ways are old fashioned, and their grammar a little off, and they don't feel like keeping up with the fash? ions of the day? Not one father or mother in ten had the advantages you enjoy. Forty or fifty years ago they walked three or four miles to a country school to pick up a little learning, while now you are talking of going to college. They began poor and have toiled and labored and saved for their children. You just remember that things have I greatly changed in this country. Years ago a colico dress was seen at church far oftenor than a silk. Men went to meet? ing clad in homespuu. The rule in most houses was for the children stand up to eat. The biggest pieces of pie went to father and mother, and children were not allowed to sit up until 10 o'clock at night, or to argue a question after the head of the family had decided it. My boy, dou't get any foolish notions into your head. If your father is old and gray and bent?if your mother is trembling and weak and has no care for the frivolities of this day, it is toil which has brought these, days of bard work and nights full of anxiety tbat their children might be spared the same slavish life. Where they wore ; blue-jeans you have broadcloth. Where they ate johnnycake you have sweet cake and pie. Where their mode of life and forced economy prevented them from en? joying society, amusements or books, just think how you make tbe shillings fly, and what is offered to interest and amuse you! Now let's bave a word to say about economy. I've been right among you, and I kuow that you want this, that aud tbe other, and "want it bad." Up to the time of the war if one of tho boys of tbat day had a dime to spend for Fourth of July, be thought himself well fixed. Tbe boys want about five dollars apiece nowadays, and that's all gone before noon. If we got a new book it was considered a great piece of extravagance. Tbe lad who had cash enough to walk into a pan? oramic exhibition, buy a pair of skates, or treat himself to sweet meats was looked upon by the rest of us a Jay Gould. I'm not saying that you shouldn't have money aud use it, but right there is a vital point. Be sure that you really need what you buy. Ask yourself if it will pay ? Money is the wheels on which the world moves. Acquire tbe habit of throwing it after every novelty brought out and you'll by and by have a second? hand museum and no cash to run it. I dislike a stingy boy, but when I see a lad planking his nickels down at the desk of a savings bank I know that be is one of the future men who is going to build our railroads and do our wholesale business. There's a big difference be? tween being stingy and being economical. The richest men of America are liberal in giving to churches, asylums and to tbe unfortunate, but they never waste. They don't indulge in this or that simply be? cause they have money enough to pay for it. Now, if you are about 15 years old you've got a sneaking idea into your head that it's a big thing to use an oath occasionally. You never made a greater mistake! It is true many men use more or less oaths, but I would like to have you find me one who isn't ashamed of it 1 It's a meau habit, for it is a habit. I kuow you can poiut to the greatest men in the land and prove that they spit out oaths, but that's no reason why you should follow suit. There isn't a swearer in this country who doesn't feel a quiet satisfac? tion in sitting down to couverse with a man whose language is clean and pure. There's nothing manly in using an oath. Swearing is about the first thing you hear from the lips of a fool or drunkard. Even a heathen can swear. Now, don't get the idea that I want you to be too good. The too good boy is a nuisance. He was born to be an angel, but they forgot to spike on the wings. Go to the circus ? Certainly I I know there are people in this world who look upon a circus as the next thing to a visit from old Satan himself, but they ought to have lived forty years 3go. If you were my boy I'd walk you in, show you every animal and curiosity, and tbeu we'd take a reserved seat and see tbe circus. When a man has trained a horse or mule or dog to obey him with almost human intelligence he has proved to you the practical value of patience and per? severance. Every shade of men will stop on tbe street to see a man lift, or to watch a jumping-match. Then why de? prive you of the sight of the performance of an athlete, who has spent years to bring his strength and agility to perfec? tion? Would I take you to the theatre ? To a good play? yes ; to a Buffalo Bill barn? storming hurrah?no. Five plays out of seven are healthy in sentiment, and point a moral so plainly that even a child can catch on. I want my boy to rub against every day life a little while be is a boy. If he has the idea tbat a hunter's lite is full of juicy buffalo steaks and victories over grizzlies I'm going to send him into the woods for a week to live on woodchuck meat, carry a cold in bis bead and be jumped out of his boots the first time an owl hoots. If he asks for money I'm going to give it to him, but I want to sit down of a Saturday night and see how he spent it, and show up some of his foolish bargains. If he wants to sail the bounding billow I know of a lake captain who will take bim on a trip from Detroit to Saginaw, and if he can't cure bim in just one voyage nobody else need try. Sit down and talk to your boys as you would to your brother. Don't bulldoze because you happen to be his father and have the bulge on him. Argue and rea? son. Dou't expect to make assertions and have him swallow them as gospel truths unless you have backing. Teach him what to avoid and what to cultivate and turn him loose for a while. If he seeks the good he has the right instincts; if he runs after the bad, don't walk him into the wood shed for a pounding until you have asked yourself if he doesn't come natural by that failing.?J/. Quail, in Detroit Free Press. ? Burning horses' hoof*, as practiced by some blacksmith?, should never he allowed. Is not only injures the foot at the timo but affects it permanently, and the practice is only followed by those who arc too lazy to prepare the foot for the shoe in the proper way. ? "So hot water is a great cure, is it? Well, I shan't let any of my boarders get sick for want of that medicine. Just put another gallon of hot water in thai oyster soup, .Maria, and I guess you had better take out the oyster now;"it mighl be too rich." How to Fertilize Fruit Trees. Here and there on nil farms and in most fruit gardens, will be seen an oc? casional tree or grape vine which seems to lack vigor?does not grow well, and yet seems to have no disease. The prob? abilities are that the tree is dying of starvation and needs a liberal supply of food. When you give it this ration do not pile a load of manure around the body of the vine. That is just the place where it will do the least good. Nearest the trunk of the tree the roots are all large ; the fibrous roots?tbe feeders?are farther off, near the ends of the roots. These only, can take up the nutriment. It is always safe to assume that the roots extend as far from tbe trunk in every di? rection as do the limbs of the trees, and to properly fertilize spread the manure all over that area. Then fork it in and you bave a good work done well. If some disease has begun its work on the tree you will put tbe tree in a healthy, vigorous condition, the better enable it to successfully contend against enemies. We have seen numerous old pear and apple trees, bearing poor and gnarled fruit, which the owners consider of no value, which such treatment as we have outlined above would restore to thei? original usefulness.?Orange County Far? mer. A New Reason. The temperance question has been so thoroughly threshed out of late that it scarcely seems possible to find a new argument on the one side or tbe other. But a certain Dr. Troth, of Perch, Scot? land, recently delivered a lecture in which he advances some exceedingly original propositions: "The drinking of alcoholic beverages is a necessary evil, aud is not likely ever to be discontinued. It is like cholera, plague, or war?one of the wise dispen? sations of Providence for preventing an undue increase of mankind. It prevents tbe accumulation of all the property of the nation in the hands of a few. * * * By its means tbe son scatters the savings of his father's lifetime in a few months, enabling another man to fill bis position, creates a class of drunken tradesmen to neglect their business, so that energetic men may succeed where they fail. * * * In short, it benefits, directly or indirectly, everybody but those who drink it, and if they are fools enough to sacrifice themselves and their families for the good of the sober and industrious, why should we interfere with them?" There is, says the Hour, really a cer? tain amount of sound sense in the Mai thusian selfishness of this ingenious doc? tor. The Cotton Haryester, Mr. C. P. Mason, Jr., is hard at work putting up a number of bis Cotton Har? vesters for introduction this fall. He has enlarged his workshop, which is supplied with an engine, lathe, and other suitable machinery. He has arranged to have the castings and the finer portions of tbe machinery made North, where the facilities for the work he needs are better than here. Mr. IV. C. D. Stiles, Mr. Harmon Moise, son of Mr. C. H. Moise, Mr. Mortimer, a machinist from Florence, Dickie Mason, who is a universal genius, and several "supes" are kept busily en? gaged. Mr. Mason is constantly in receipt of solicitations from State and County fairs, desiring tbe exhibition of the Harvester, and he expects to take in Gold Medals next fall by the peck. He is not at all concerned as to the opinions of others about the success of the Harvester. His company is satisfied; be knows the ma? chine is all right and his main concern is to get a sufficient number of them finished by the time the present crop is ready for gathering, so as to bave a com? plete and final test made.? Watchman and Southron. The Gosslpping Club. The secretary has furnished us with a few additional items in relation to this flourishing membership. Tbe following rules were unanimously adopted, on mo? tion of the executive committee, viz: "Any member of the society who shall be convicted of knowing more of his own business than of another's, shall be expelled from the society without a hear? ing. "No member shall sit down to his own table, until be has ascertained to a cer? tainty what his neighbors within three doors of each side of the house shall have to eat; whether they have paid for the same, if not, if they expect to. "Every member who shall see two ?r* three persons engaged in conversation, shall place himself between them until' he has heard all they have to say, and report tbe same accordingly. "Every member who shall see a gen? tleman visiting a young lady more than twice, shall circulate the news that they are going to be married; and said mem? bers are forthwith required to report all manner of things about the gentleman to the lady, and ditto about tbe lady to the gentleman. This will break up matches and afford much gossip. "That it is the duty of every member on hearing a piece of 'scandal,' to take it up at once, and in all honorable ways to give it circulation, and thus accom? plish toe great aud glorious purposes of tbe society." _ A Priest's Question aud the Little Girl's Reply, The Very Rev. William Keegan is Vicar-General of the Long Island Dio? cese and pastor of the Roman Catholic Church of tbe Assumption in Yorkstreet, Brooklyn. He considers it a duty to know every one in his parish, and if he sees a new face he quickly learns who the owner is. He knows the ages of most of the women and the occupations of the men. One day last week he was walking in Jay street with one of the youngest girls who attends his parochial school. A lady passing on the other side bowed, and Father Keegan asked the child who she was. "That i? my mother," responded the girl. "How old is she?" asked the Vicar General. "About 30, sir, I think." "And what was her maiden name ?" "I don't remember," said Father Keegan's pupil. "I was quite young ! when my mother was married." Father Keegan retained a very grave face until he parted with the little one, J but since then as be tells tbe story to ; those he meets he laughs immoderately ' and laughs again. I ? I wish I had a neck as long as a gi I raffe,," said Will, one day, as be passed j Farmer Ploughman's orchard ; "for then : I could stand on tbe ground to eat tbe apples, pears and cherries, and they would taste good all the way down my three | vard throat." Shortfv after that Willio j "caught cold. "Well," he said, "I guess it's better as it is, for if I had thegiraffe'3 neck, I should have three yards of sore ) throat!"