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TOO I..ATI?. Once your heart was mine, nil mine, Then I turned front you away, Dreaming not the lore* you gave me, I would crave from yon to-day. WMrjr years nave left me?left me Wit'll a sad and aching heart; Knowing now, too well, my darling, I must lire from you apart. "Yet I'm weary, still so weary Longing for'your smile once more, For the old love that you gave me, Aud I threw away before. I hare lived and waited?waited, Hoping on from day to day; Empty arms are reaching to you, But'you never come this way. Now my heart is yours?all yours? Ah! you turn from me away, Wanting not the love I give you; Loving some one else to-day! A PLEASANT LOYE. "I have got some news for you, Maggie," he said one day, about eighteen months after he gained his commission. 41 Guess what it is." They were walking along the green laucesof Perlock, listening to the ceaseless murmur of the sea, as, at intervals, they had walked and listened ever since they could remember, at any rate, for she was six years younger than her former .playfellow. " You are going to be promoted," she said. "Promoted, you little goose 1 No one ever gets promoted in the Bir^ish army. Guess again." Yon are going to marry an heiress." . Tli ore was a bump'in ner throat as she said it. " Wrong again. No inestimable young person, with green eyes, a turn-up nose, susceptible h^-art, and fifty thousand a year, has turned up yet. But it's something nearly as good. I'm ordered to China." tt /vi * i * in - v _ j 1 i x I un, auc! sue gaspea, ana duxsi into tears. It was very foolish of her, i but then she was only sixteen, and had I not yet acquired the praiseworthy art of concealing her feelings. " Why, whatever are you crying for?'' he afiked, and kissed away her tears. He'd kissed her ever since she was live, 1 and thought no more of it than if she 1 had been his sister, or the cat, excepting, 1 perhaps, that it was nicer- which it was, i no doubt. " I shall be away live years, i at most, and when Iconic back I'll bring you a pig tail and an ivory tooth-pick, 1 and a whole lots of thing, and?"' " Yes?' she said, listening atten- 1 tively. : " But then you'll be a young woman? , I forgot -and ' out' and all that sort of . -thing, and won't condescend to 6peak to a poor lieutenant; you will have all the 'squires and fox-hunters about the place , at your feet.'' . "Oh, no! indeed I shan't, Alic," she said, eagerly. " But I tell you, you will. I believe ! you are a born little flirt, and I shall J come back and find?" But she bust into tears again, and put ] up her pretty little hands as if to stop his ] teasing, which she could not bear just i tnen. it seemea so cruei 01 mm to iaugn \ and joke when he was going away for ] five years. He did not seenx to care a ] bit, and she could have broken Iter heart j on the spot, and would have gladly done } so, and thrown the pieces away so as j never to be bothered with it again. , Then, seeing her mournful blue eyes, he waa mercifuL . " I believe I shall come back and find 1 you just as great a little darling as you s are now, and if we've got any money, we'll get married and live happily ever J after, and if we haven't, we'll gut married 1 and starve ever after?unless, of course, the heiress turns up." " Oh, I hope she won't!" said Maggie, ' like a truthful idiot. "Shall you ever write to me Alic. dear?" ' M Yes, of course I shall, and I shall ex- , pect you to write back six page3 crossed j and all that sort of thing, you know." . ri- i ! - /-i i ' OO a lie urauger weuv tu vuum, uuU , Maggie waited hopeful enough for a let- ] ter, but aft-ear passed and none came. " Perhaps he s ill, or it's miscarried," ( she said, tearfully, half wondering if it could be possible that a Chinese , heiress had turned up, and that was the , real reason of Alic's silence. And the ( days and the months went by, and Mag- { gie journeyed into womanhood; but no word or sign came from Alic Granger, and at length she gave him up alto- ^ gether. Maggie was twenty years when her j father died, and the creditors did pounce i dowq, and she and her mother sold out. 1 Mrs Dunlop was offered a home in Lon- j don by a sister who was well off and t bad-tempered, and it was thankfully ac- j cepted. Maggie was informed that she ( must get her own living, which, being j precisely Maggie's own opinion, as well ? as intention, she advertised tor a situation as governess. Now, Maggie had a very modest idea of her own merits, and f therefore only asked for ?25 a year and ( a comfortable home, so no less than five ( answers /yuna to her announcement that g could teach English, French, music and the rudiments of drawing. One of these answers came from Wool- . wich. and stated that Mrs. Marshall required a governess tor her three little .girls. Mrs. Marshall was a stiff-necked ] sort of a woman, and stared at poor little e Maggie (who looked almost as child-like audtwice as pretty as ever) through j double gold glasses. Col. Marshall, her a 'husband, was a nice old man with a < gray head and an iron-gray mustache, T and there was a grown up daughter, a j Miss Patterson, JUrs. Marshall's daughter , ujr uer urai, uusuana, wno was realty trie J mistress of the establishment, for Maria t Patterson had a strong will, and she was 1 an heiress. i One evening, when Maggie had been about a year at Woolwich, and she wai 1 sitting alone in her school-room as usual, for her pupils had just said good-night, i and been delivered up to the teudei s mercies of their nurse, Miss Patterson s walked in very much dressed, and rather flushed and excited. , "Mies Dunlop," she said, "we shall have a few ififnds this evening, and I j know one or two of them like an im* \ promptu...dance; will you be ready to , come into the drawing-room end play, ] ti we should want you?" * * "I fear I cannot play dance music < very well: I never keep time," said Mag* 8ie* " Yes, I feared so, and thought I would , < ...V t>. I i'i T r come and tell you, so that you might i practice for an hour or two till alter i dinner," and she sailed out of the room, 1 evidently considering :he matter settled, 1 and Maggie meekly proceeded to prac- < tice the Mabel wakz and the Flick . and Flock galop. Then she put on ' her shabby black evening gown, and stuck a spray of white flowers into JKM' goiueil nair, anu wnucu [uucnu; w ii suninions, hoping she would wait in vain. It very soon came, and with a roll of music under her arm, and a flush on j her innocent frightened face and a scared, almost hunted expression in her eyes, < she descended and timidly opened the ; the drawing door, anc. there stood still , for a moment, staring in astonishment at the scene before her. There sat the heiress, with an eager, pleased expression ] on her face, and leaning over her, talking and laughing, and more handsome than ever, and sunburnt and soldierly-looking was Alic Granger. There > was no mistaking him. The color ruahed , to Maggie's face as if to say a hurried ( good-bye, and then left it altogether. < She recovered self-possession, however, and walked with what 6he flattered her- : self was great dignity towards the piano. She felt rather than saw him raise his head and look at her, and the next moment he was by her side. "Maggie?my dear Maggie I "Why, tancy you being; here; where did you come from? I nave been trying to find you out for months." " I thought you "?and then she did J not know how to go on, so added, almost piteously, "I am the governess here." ? "Are you! Oh, I see, that is the reason I have not seen you before;, I ' suppose." "Do you really know Miss Dunlop?" the heiress asked, coming up and speak- , Ing in her coolest manner. ( Maggie wished sincerely she could j sink into her shoes and bury herself. " Why, of course I do; we have been ' playfellows ever since we were born? haven't we, Maggie?" And Maggie, feeling that she was bached up, answered bravely: " Yes." "Oh, Indeed! How interesting!" Then turning to Maggie: "Will you be so good as to begin a waltz, Mis Dunlop? This was to lie our dance, I think," to Alic, and she glides off'with him triumphantly. He came to her directly aftor the dance was over. " I went down to Perlock to try and find out where you had gone to," he said, " but nobody knew." "It didn't matter," she said huskily, letting her fingers wander vaguely over the keys to make believe she wasn't very much interested in whathe said. "Yes, it did?it mattered a great deal. Why, I've got a box full of curiosities For vou?clubs to fight with, a little aeathcn god or two, and a statue of Budlah "and all sorts of things. I told you 1 should bring you. them home. Do pou live here?I mean in this house?" He said the last words under his wreath, for the heiTess came up, and the aext minute he was carried off to danco j ivith Mrs. Somebody, at the other end of j the room, but not before Maggie had aoddcd a reply to him. Soon after that Mi3s Patterson came up to the piano, J und saying she wished :o play herself, ind that Maggie looked tired, dismissed t lier without being able to get even anjther look at Alic. j j The next morning, to Maggie s very jreat surprise, Miss Patterson came into j the school-room before the children had , issembled. : "Miss Dunlop." she said, stiffly, "I j should like to know where you Bay you met Mr. Granger?" " At Perlock. His uncle lived next loor to my mother. He is a very old friend, indeed?" " Thank you. I merely wished to inquire, because, of course, you must be lware that it is not usual for a person in rour position to make herself remarkable oy having long confidence talks with any jentleman who rr ay visit the house." "I don't know what you mean, Mis3 Patterson!" Maggie said indignantly. But Miss Patterson had swept out )f the room without deigning to reply. Then Maggie went to her own little? oom, the one place she had in the vorld entirely to herself, and cried All her eyes were red and her head iched. Thp lp?nn<j did not nrncrrpfw rbntmorn. , .VWW..W - I ing. Maggie was thinking of Alic, who } vas no doubt strolling about the com- i mon, listening to the band and making i ove to the heiress. The children wero \ nore than usually stupid, too, and all j ;he world seemed upside down, and all ] its ways turned crooked. Suddenly, at ' ibout 12 o'clock, just when Maggie was * in the middle of expounding, as best she ' :ould, the eccentricities of the French 1 ^ammar, there was a knock at the 1 ichool-room. door. < "Come in," she said. The door opened, and there stood be- 1 'ore her astonished eves the form of Alic 1 Granger, and behind him waa a man? \ svidently his servant?with a box on his 5 houlders 1 "All right, Tim, put it down; that's j light; now be off. There, I've brought ;he curiosties round, Maggie; I thought ( rou'd like to see them." "Oh! What will Mrs. Marshall and ! Vfiss Patterson say ?" said Maggie in coniternation. 1 "Nothing to you for the next half ' lour or so, for I have just seen them afely on their way to Woolwich, and bought I should just get a auiet chat 1 vith you. My dears," he saia, turnine ( xf Maggie's wide-eyed, open-mouthea >upils, " I'm quite sure vou 11 like to be et off your lessons, so I'll let vou off for in hour; run along,my little dears," and ? to nnnnnrl tVto Ar\r\y tni? fVtorrt nnrl cVinf. X v|/vuv vt vuw UW4 tvi iiuvuij nuu tmu? j t after them. "Oh, Alic!" she said in fear and trembing. " Oh, Maggie!" he answered, mimickng. " What did you mean by going iway from Pollock, and not leaviDg any iddrcss ?" " I couldn't help it, and you never vrote," she answered helplessly. " No, I never write letters; aon't know row to spell well enough. But I have >een hunting for you all over the place, ind never dreamed of finding you here. Now we'll unpack the box; I had it >pened before I came, so it is only fast, med by a lock." " But, Alic, they'll never forgive me." ".Never mind; it doesn't matter, be?use if you are good I'll take you away aext week. Besides they'll forgive me < mv tiling. I saved-tlie Colonel's life ivhen he wan in Hong Kong?at least so lie snvs. There now, what do you think rf these for lighting with ? Got them at Java 011 purpose for you;" and he held up a nair of heathenish-looking clubs and j brandished them over his heaa, and then j nrrww.ded to null out the rnntent-j of 1 box and to decorate the school-room with 1 them. " There's Mr. Buddha, and ! there's?why, what's the matter, Mag- . gie?" . 1 "Nothing, only you will get'main dreadful trouble?you will, iriHeed. Miss Patterson came in this moreing, and scolded me for talking to you last night." 1 " Never mind. She was only jealous," he laughed. "Now tell me how soon you can leave here?" " What for?" she asked, innoMftly. "Why, you haven't forgottai that we agreed to get married when I came hack, have you, you litd^?Coquette?" and he put his arm around her waist just as of old, and was at reproved. It was so very comfortalle, she thought I " No, but you are eugaged^^ you " Yes, of course I am?to y^H I "Oh?butAlic?" ! " Oh, but Maggie?" and an ne 1 stooped and kissed her, and^mhing ' r\r\T I 1 U1U1U V.UU1VA uv oaiu, iyi uvv* ^CUCUj and there stoou the Colonel, anc there 1 Btood Maria Patterson. k { < "Miss Dunlopl" screamed,AlAjbr- ! ror Struck. rlT ' 1 " Mr. Granger?" said Mrs. Mafcb.all, , in astonishment. H " Hoity-toity 1" exclaimed the I Col onel,' what does this mean ?'| "My dear Mrs. Marshall." satfJAlic. ' "it's all my fault. You toldJHH and so did the Colonel, to co^'I^Myouj house my house, and have d^e^HUMi<Dunlop here was a playfeb^^^ftnine once, and when I went awa. *engaged, but somehow we los'iP^Jn^Kach other when there were a few ti^Kand miles between us, and it was the niftiest moment of my life to meet her Jgain last night, anci so I took the libefty of jailing on her this morning, and we were just arranging to get/ married next veek when you interrupted us." "Quite right, auite right, mv.dear granger," said the old Colonel, healtily; ' you shall be married from here? " Oh, please let me go to mamma?do !et me go at once," pleaded Maggie, fending her little tongue at last. " I think it would be much more satis- , 'actory if Miss Dunlcp went back t<> her , relations," said the heiress, sourly., . , So they all agreed. and?that very af- | ;ernoon Maggie packed up her modest jelongings and all the curiosities, and \ vent to the well-off and bad-tempered ; lunt. | The bad-tempered aunt received hot liece very graciously when she found ihe was going to marry well the following , veek. It is amazing how fond people are )f rich relations, even though the riches :oncern them little personally. As for joorMrs. Dunlop, she could have jumped :or joy only she was too old for such vioent exercise. " Pray, miss, what are you laughing to rourselt about f asked Alic, the evening jefore their wedding day. " Nothing, Alic, only when vou were iway I used to think sometimes that, perhaps, you'd marry a Chinese helnpss ivith a pigtail.^ y ' r * 'jit " The sort of thing vou would think)" le said, grandly; "as ft is, you see, I am joing to marry a little girl without a >igtail, and I am very happy, my daring?are you?" " Very, very," she said. And she was. A Judge Learning His Trade. Justice Miller, in an address before the [owa Bar Association, made the following statement: " You will, perhaps, be mrpriscd when I tell you that the ablest lawyer of this or any other bar, when he s for.the first time appointed a judge, jas to learn his trade, as mueh as the mechanic's apprentice. Of course, I do lot mean by this that he has to learn the ,aw, for I am supposing him to be learned in law. But what the apprenticed mechanic learns of his mash'f is 1 lot the science of mechanical forces? it least not mainly that. This is precisely what I am saying of a new judge. Let ine illustrate this from my own experience, for it is closely related to training in a lawyer. It is, in fact, the same ; thing. I am very sure, that it does not cake me half the time now that iLdid at 1 irst to eliminate from a compl/x case presented to me for decision what is irrelevant or immaterial and to Mprtuin the point of conflict necessary tWbe de- 1 cided. And this is equally true, nether the contest be one of law or fact,* both. 1 By practice and attention I Tfl listen 1 to a lawyer, rend a document Bjrcd in ividence, pass with him lightl)^Jer the 1 tormal parts of the instrument St when le comes to the vital matter,yu* few words, perhaps, which alone dSch the ssue, I catch their precise mcJHig, and if I do not get that dearly -|M>P him there until I do. It is rare tS 'I need 1 ;o over that instrument agjjK So I | lave acquired, I hardly knot^^w, ex* :ept by practice?by i raiitii^eh* fue- ( llty of taking an immense rec-oiKf five ^ 1UUU1CU VI unc uiuusnuu PuaV> uuu turning at once to the material parts, 1 whether of pleading, of evidelce, or whatever it may be, and in oA-third the time it tool: me when I first A?nt on ;he bench I gathered t he materlis for ay judgment without digesting "mass )f useless chafl." ^ i , A Row Slory. < Modjeska is writing a, story fo: Scrib- 1 i er's Mont hit/. It is a love stor The ! teroine's name is Griscldavitch 1 apple vatchkitzky, and the hero's V idiniir 1 rschezarotsh. The scene is la it in the ' juiet little Polish village Stir itupitri.sch, on the banks of the classic* IIiver : lluddibschky, in the regiou of the Ivotr : icnbutitzelosky Mountains. We extract i passage from advance sheets: "With- ; n her wan hands she had her face con- ' ;ealed, when to lior Vladimir asked if ' ihe did truly lofc him. " Yea, I lofe :hee; by yonder bale moon I adjure it." 'Let us, then," said lie," fiee!" Put ;he hesitated by reason of her trunks, iVlnch Deing siui uupiicKi-u. -iiieuauai ivaudercd from her eves. but meanwhile Vladimir repeated what for she would , aot be coming pretty soon, not having ] seen :iware of iho ga.sh the word* of him nade on the inside of her heart."' i: vi ONE OIF GEgBAX^SON'S Lbratuun Johnson's Eventful Life of 100 i Ycnrs-nis Indian Wife and Inntlslions. ' flfew Tork Times.] Just beyond the Moosic mountains, a t few milus northeast of Scranton, Pa., in ( the primitive village of Salem, there ? lives a centenarian whose history reads t like a page plucked from one of the c Leather-stocking romances. Abraham I Johnson is now 106 years old?hale, t heartv, unimpaired in intellect, ana f nfted with a remarkable memory. His | family record shows that he was born in i the state of Vermont, early in the year I L773, near Lake Champlain. His father (vas a Revolutionary soldier, and was killed nt the battle of Stillwater, a short time before General Burgoyne's surrenier, October 13,1777. Abraham Johnion was Captain of a company of Oneida Indians in 1814, under General Macomb, who commanded at Plattsburg during the absence of General Izard. He refers ivith great pride to the battle of Plattsburg, and snows two wounds which he received on that occasion. Ono of them is a bayonet-thrust below the knee, the Dther a sword-cut on the neck. He says that after he was struck down by a ngantic " Red Coat," another thrust a bayonet through his leg to ascertain if be were dead. He says he bore the punishment rather than suffer the indignation of being taken prisoner, and tfas accordingly left for dead. The Indians carried their bleeding and battle-scared commander to their village, where he was nurad and cared for by Oneida, the beautiful daughter of an Indian chief, whose gentle care restored him to health and strength. But while she healed his bloody wounds, she indicted one still deeper on the warrior's heart, and he fell desperately in love with her. She eventuonrl flinw wnrfl I miiy iCtUliiCU Alio aucybivuy t?uv? *. w married after peace had been restored 1 between the United States and Great i 'Jritain. They made their home in Sus- 1 sex County, N. J., w^ere the dark-eyed ] daughter of the forest taught her soldier i husband how to earn a livelihood by 1 basket-making. A daughter was born to them, and they named her Martha. She is at present known as Mrs. Ellsworth, ' and lives in Madison township, Lacka- < wauna county. As years went By Abra- 1 ham Johnson s Indian wife began to pine ] for her old home and the ruae associa- i tiona of her childhood. She gradually < failed in health, and, finally, in response < to her repeated longings for her people, ' her husband carried her back to the 1 Oneidas, where she died, and was buried as became the daughter of an Indian ' chief. Little Martha found a home and 1 shelter for a time with an uncle in SuS- ' !* ?* fwlion oko rr rnvt7 nn aflO I 1 9CJL ITJUiitJ) uuu n uvu ouw givu *-*?' wmV joined the Oneida Indians, and lived 1 among her mother's kindred, where she married a man by the unromantic name ; of Brown. After his death, she married i Ellsworth, her present husband, and re- < turned to civilization. She is as proud of her princely ancestors as if they bore J the proud name of Plantagenets, or owned the high and haughty spirit of the 1 Tudors. Since the loss of nis Indian wife Abraham Johnson has remained single. He still talks of General Jackson with great unction, and declares that tie will vote for General Jackson to the lay of his death. Although entitled to i pension for his soldierly services in defense of the flag, he does not receive a ' penny, and is permitted to remain a shnpge on Salem township. He is probibly one of tne oldest men in TPennsyP i ?ania. i The Skulls of Murderers. One of the most curious collections in the great Anthropological Museum in the Paris Exhibition of last year was a collection of thirty-six skulls of murderers who had been guillotined in France. This collection has been carefully studied by Mr. Bordier, who has published the results of his studies in the last number of Broca:s Revue oPAnthropologic. The ( ^ n -f u:_ _i I most striKing result ui uis uusurva- | tions is the very large cubic capacity of these crania. In fact, the average volume of the thirty-six skulls, measured with shot by Broca's method, is as much as 1549*11 cubic centimeters. Eliminating, however, one of the skulls which is of usual Bize (2076 cubic centimeters,) and is obviously abnormal, the average is reduced to 1531 ci.bic centimeters. But even this figure is considerably higher than the average of an ordinary scries of modern crania. In order to find skulls of equal capacity it is necessary to go back to prehistoric times; thus the ' capacity of Solutre skulls is 1615, and j that of the type from the cave of j L'Homme Mort is IGOS'S cubic eenti- i meters. The development of the murder- i era' skulls is not in the frontal, but in ' the parietooccipital region; and it ap- ] pears to indicate a low intellectual < standard, with a strong tendency to j powerful action. Most of the cerebral characteristics presented by the skulls of* ] these criminals are comparable with ] those of prehistoric races. A murderer i may be regarded as an anachronism, and ! his character may be explained on the i principle of atavism, or reversion to an < early type. If a prehistoric savage could be introduced into modern society i he would probably become a notorious 1 criminal; on the other hand, if one of ' the brutal murderers of modern times * had lived in prehistoric ages, he might 1 have been a chief of his tribe, higniy j respected. rhe Henriest, Tallest, and Oldest Men. The tallest men of whom record is made were a German named Hans Bar ind a Hungarian soldier, name not ^iven, who lived several centuries ago, sach of them being eleven feet high; their weight is not known. The heaviest man of whom record is made was Miles Darden, the Tennessee giant, who was seven and one-half feet high and weighed over 1,000 pounds; he died in 1857. Daniel Lambert, the English " mass of flesh," was five feet and eleven inches in height, and weighed 7J9 pounds. In 1505 there was buried at Bengal, India, a man named Cugna, who claimed to be 350 years cf age. The oldest person who UIt'll lllUlIJj? IUU jiicaciit VCiUUi; "?W ? Frenchman in Paris, named Jean Golembeski, who was 126 years old. A man named David Kurnison died in Chicago in 1851, who claimed to be 116 years old. Many persons believe all the snake Btories printed in the newspapers, and refuse to place any credence in the serpent story to be found in the first chapters of the Bible.?Norristown Herald. . TheHistorj otAfwoajPoe^. J s r^esoae,-called "The Dying Clirisian to His Soul," has a history of its own vliicli is curious and interesting. The Emperor Hadrian, whose reign exended into the secona century after Dhrist, was a cultivator of literature in i desultory sort of a way, and while ipon his death-bed composed a little adlress to his soul, half playful and half mthetic. containing no thought above ;he leyelof heathenism, and yet so grace:ul in expression that it has survived >retty much all of the more ponderous vorks of his contemporaries. It ran hus: HADRIAXI MOniENTia AD A KIM AM. Anlmula rngula, blandula, Hoapes, comesque corporis, Ouac nunc ablbis in locaT Pallidula, rlgida, nudala, Ncc, ut soles, dabia joca. In the Spectator for November 10, L712, is printed a prose translation which vas contributed oy Pope: "Alas, my ioul! thou pleasing companion of this sody, thou fleeting thing that art now leserting it, whither art thou flying? ro what unknown region? Thou art all trembling, fearful, and pensive. Now yhat is to become of thy tormer wit and lumor? Thou shalt jest and be gay no nore." The translation is stiff enough, ind it bears but little of the flavor of the original; but it marks one step in the mental process by which Pope at last arrived at a very beautiful result. In his letter accompanying this translar tion he says: "I was the other day in omnanv with five or six men of some learning, when chancing to mention the :amdus verses which the Emperor Hadrian spoke on his death-bed, they were ill agreed that it was a piece of gayety unworthy that prince in those circumitances. I could not but differ from their opinion. Methinks it was by no means gay, but a very serious soloquy to his soul at the point of his departure? in which sense I naturally took the ?rerses at my first reading them, when I was very young, and before I knew what interpretation the world generally put upon tbem." It was this serious aspect of Hadrian's Animula?in which he spoke of his " little soul" as one uses a pet name for lear ;friends and children even under the most solemn circumstances?that took possession of Pope's mind. Steele, in acknowledging the letter says: " The Dthcr (Pope) inclosed for my perusal an admirable poem, which I nope will shortly see the light." This was the first draft of the oae commencing: " Vital spark ol heavenly flame," which was intended as a paraphrase on the Animula. Pone did not include it in the first correct edition of his works, published in 1717, and Steele's benevolent hope that it might "shortly see the light" was not gratified for more than twenty pears after it was first written. How manv amendments and rewrittines it un derwcnt cannot now be told; but th.it the Animula kept running in Pope's head is shown by trie fact that in 1735 he published a metrical translation of it as follows: Ah, fleeting spirit! wandering fire, That long hast wanned my tender breast, Must thou no more this frame inspire7 No more -a pleasing, cheerful guest? Whither, ah whither art thou flying? To what dark, undiscover'd shore? Thou seem'st nil trembling, shivering, flying Thy wit and humor are no more. The verses of the heathen cmperoi were in the course of time by Pope baptized into the sentiments of Christianity, and they have since become amoug *the best known1, and probable tHe most highly esteemed, of all liis writings. Unthought of Statistics. The Boston Transcript thus groups together some statistics of the kind which almost evei/body might know if any one took time to think of them. Allowing two square feet to each person, the entire population of Boston could stand on the puolic garden, with a good deal of room to spare. The entire population of the United States could stand in Boston proper (not including Brighton, Dorchester and West Roxbury.) The entire population of the world (now estimated at 1,440,000,000) could stand on the island of Martha's Vineyard, or in the space occupied by the towns of Boston, Brookline, Newton, Needham, Dedham, Hyde Park and Milton. The state of Massachusetts would in this way accommodate seventy times the present population of the world. The entire population of the world, placed side bv side, and allowing two feet to each person, would encircle the earth twenty times. The states of Maine, New Hampshire and Vermont, taken together, are as large as England. Any one of the states of Georgia, Illinois, Iowa and North Carolina, is as large as England. Kansas is as large as England and Scotland together. Ireland is about the size af Maine. France is more than twice as large England, Wales and Scotland Krxrnthpr TWnq is thirfcv-flve timrs as large as Massachusetts, and as large as Maine, New Hampshire, Vermont, Massachusetts, Rhode Island, Connecticut, New York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Delaware, Maryland, Ohio and Indiana combined. The entire population of the United States could be provided for in the state of Texas, allowing for each man, woman and chila, four acres of land. The entire population of the world could be provided for in the United States, allowing each person one and a half acres of land Indignant Ladies. Two girls belonging to a church choir In Tr>? Anwlsa. Oal.. pot locked in the church the other night while they were talking over the fashions. They gave the alarm, when a man living near the church put a board up to the window and they slid down to the ground. The most singular thing was that after they had got safely to the ground they looked mad and weut olT without thanking the man,, and they won't apeak to him when they meet him. He couldn't account for it until he went to take the board down, when he got slivers in his fingers and scatched his thumb on a shingle nail that stuck through the board. After three medical celebrities had gone from the bedside of the French General X., the General rang for his man servant: "Well, Jacques, you showed these gentlemen out; what did they say? " "Ah! General, they seemed to differ with each other; the big, fat one said that they must have a little ?wtience, and at the autopsy?whatever that may be?they would find out what Ore matter was.r * + To ask a man to pay a bill is as easily said as dun. The odtlook in Washington?the observatory. Chabity begins at home, and ends in a foreign mission society. The only trip some people have taken the past summer was on a banana skin. A wcbji in the chestnat is worth two in the mouth. r ' * They called the old man a " rattling" ?ood talker because his teeth were loose. Cincinnati school boy's thought: "Wonder whether Napoleon ever sat down on a pin without hollerin'?''? Andrew 9 Bazar. It doesn't require any very hard blows to pound a man into a jelly, if the jelly be not too solid.?Cincinnati Saturday Night. The reason that some men can write such hard, bitter things, must be that most ink is usually made of iron and gall. The girl who is sweet enough to be called a " dough nut" before she is married, is usually sweet enough to be a "do naught" afterwards. A friend of ours remarks that the reason the softer sex call the men bears, is because they hug the girls so tight. Logic by the armful. " So ends my tail," as the bee said to the boy, at the same time giving him a practical illustration of how he conducted business. .A little boy. came to his'mother re? cehtly and said: " Mamma, I * should think that if I was made of dust I would get muddy inside when I drink." James Parton and Bob Ingersoll have joined hands. They are satisfied there is no heaven, because Sankey says "There'll be no Parton there." A poet sings, "And I covered her up with the kiss I gave." He must have been a coachman and put her under the 'bus?Oil City Derrick. We are offerin? a ehromo for a book agent who Is not selling the finest work ever before presented for public patronage. He said he wanted her to be his helpmeet, and she replied that she could never be more than assister to him.? Boston Post. The New Orleans Picayune says: It takes twenty able-bodied men to stand and look at one poor little sign painter while he is at work. The Paris fashion of ladies taking tea in bonnets and gloves doesn't seem absurd toa country boy who often drinks J water from his hat. 'I A Chicago man's nightmare turned out to be the shadow of his wife's foot on the bedroom wall, instead of an unearthly monster with five horns. " It is easier to raise a beard than raise a dime," said a young Old citizen, who has stopped shaving.?Oil City Derrick, " Yes," said Johnny, " lapsus may be the Latin for ' slip/ but I notice that when mother laps us it usually means a slipper." " I called twice and found you out," I said Mrs. Jones. "Very good," said I Mrs. Smith; " I had to call but once to find you out." " Down in Maryland there is a black" man who is turning white. We can match it. The other'fevening we saw a ^ White girl turn red." A Meriden man has a mule called " Confusion." And every time he licks it, it onlv makes confusion worse, confound it A hardware clerk wno was a little green at the business sent a couple of lifting iacks round to a customer who ordered a pair of razors. The gang of burglars who work for seven straight hours to hammer a safe to pieces to secure fourteen cents, know how a country ministed feels next day after a donation visit. Scene in a restaurant: Two ladies seated at a table. First lady to the waiter?" Bring me an ice-cream, please." Second lady?" I'll have an ice too." Waiter brings ice cream and stewed oyster. Truth is not only a man's ornament, but his instrument, says an ada^e. That's correct, but if truth was a double breasted ulster, there are lots of people who would go through life in their shirt sleeves. " I don't sec how there ever came to be so many words in the world!" exclaimed a girl who was studying her spelling lesson. " Well, sis," said her brother, " they come through folks quarreling. You know, one word always brings on another." Language ot the nose: lr.ghtly striking it with the right fore-finger?I love you. Blowing it?Keep away from me, or I'll holler! Turning it up?I can't help it. It grew that way. Wringing it with thumb and finger?My heart is broken and I'be got a code id by 'ed.? Grut. The new fashions cannot be termed extreme in any respect, and yet tbe models present so many fresh ideas, and have such a happy knack of appearing strange, the beau monde is quite delighted with the aspect. Both expressions are agreeable, that of colorings and designings. The picture is indeed fascinating and one that will not soon weary. The use of plain and figured materials for combination suits has become quite general. Upon a basque or polonaise, ! the vest is of the flowered material. The sleeves have cufls that display both fabrics of the toilet. Wide borders are now Been on overskirts, and though the garment itself is made of plarn material, the figured goods may cover half the depth of the front which is left open about twelve inches at the centre, and well taken up on both sides. I " No," said sentimental Emmeline, " I would not marry Jir. urowu; wneu ue j proposed be didn't pile the agony high j enough. When I give my hand to a wooer, I want him to eall upon the gods to witness his deep devotion to me. I i want him to kneel at my I'cet, take one f of my hands between both of his, and, j with a look that would melt an adamantine roek to pity, to heir mc to take com- | pulsion on his dreadful sufferings, and then i want him to end by swearing to blow out his brains un tin* spot if 1 did not coinpassiouatc bis misery." j