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*4— rf* V Don’t Blame the [World. Don't blame the world because the thorns A deadly, poie’nous weed may yield a salve TK. a ? the rOMa ; of surest healing ; ay reeks In storm may be all The sweetest blossom may pols’nous be, al- hunshine when It eloaee. though its bane concealing, caano ^ lope to always meet with for- Things are not always what they seem, but * ^ AT * T d care “ ln «- still’twas heaven designed th4m, a w i c seems most hard to bear And we should class them all as good and may bring with it a Meaning. tales them as we find them. That buried seed must rot In earth>re it Little we know of this brief life and nothing produce the flower, of lt8 . a weak plant to fructify must have Then let us take in humble trust all that both sun and shower; may seem unequal, o man, to gain development, must struggle Ood’s ways are not our ways, and He should with life s crosses, certainly be trusted ; n view with calm phllosophy^hls trials and All that is wrong in His good time will surely hi8 be adjusted. —Hawks’s Hay (New Zealand) News- “And so you want to marry my daughter, young man?" said Farmer Blifkins, removing the pipe from bis mouth and looking at the young man sharply from head to foot “Yes, sir. I spoke to Miss Mary last evening,and she—she referred me to you." The old man’s faee softened. “Msry is a good girl, a very good girl,” he said, stroking his chin with s thonghtful air, “and she deserves a good husband. What can you do?” The youug man looked rather blank st this abrupt inquiry. “if you refer to my ability to sup port a wife, I can assure you—” “I know you are a rich man, Luke Jordan. But I take it for granted that you ask my girl to marry you,not your property. What guarantee can yon give me in case it should be swept sway—as in thousands of instances— that you could provide for her a com fortable home? You have hands and brains. Do you know how to use them? Again 1 ask you, what oau you do? " This was a style of catechism for which Luke was quite unprepared,and he stared blankly at the questiouer without speaking. “I believed you managed to get throngh college. Have you auy pro* fession?" “No, sir. I thought—” “Have you any trade?” “No, sir l My father thought that, with the wealth I should inherit, I should not need any. ” “What are you fit for? Here you are, a strong, ablebodied youug man, never WORLD OF STYLE. Fashionable Garments Worn the Women of Gotham New and Dainty Designs for the Feminine Wardrobe. aed ' \ of yourself I And you want to marry my daughter!" resumed the old man, after a few vigorous puffs at kis pipe. “Now, 1’vo given Mary as good advantages for learniug as any girl in town, and she hasn’t thrown them away, but if she didn't know how to work she’d be no daughter of mine. If I chose 1 could keep more then one servant,but I don’t, no more than I choose that my daughter •honld be a pale, spiritless creature, full of dyspepsia and all mauner of fine lady ailmouts, instead of the smiling, bright-eyed rosy-cheeked lase she is. I did say that she should marry no lad that had been cursed with a rich father, but she's taken a foolish liking to you, and I’ll tell you what I’ll do—go to work and prove yonrself to be a man ; perfect yourself in sonle occupation—I don’t care what, Vo it be honest; then come to pse/aud, if the girl be willing, she is yonra.” As the old man said this he deliber ately knocked the ashes out of his pipe against one of the pillars of the porch where he was sitting,put it iuto his pocket and went iuto the house. Pretty Mary Blifkius was waiting to ■ee her lover down at the garden gate, their usual trystiug place. The smil ing light faded from her eyes as she noticed his sober, discomfited look. “Father meane well,” she said, as Luke told her the result of his applica tion. “And I’m not sure but what he’s about right,” she resumed, after a thoughtful pause, “for it seems to me that every man, be be rich or poor,ought to have some occupation. Then, as she noticed her lover’s grave look, she added softly: “Never mind. I’ll waft for you Luke.” Luke Jordan suddenly disappeared from hie accustomed haunts much to the surprise of his gay associates. Bat, wherever he went, he carried with him in his exile these words, which were like a tower of strength to hie eonl, “I’ll wait for you,Luke.’ One pleasant, sunshiny morning, late in October, as Farmer Blifkins was pMfjping np the grapevine in his frgpc garden that threatened to break 4(>wn with the weight of its luxurious ranohes, a neat looking cart drove ip, from which Luke Jordan alighted ith a quick, elastic spring, quite in trast to hie formerly easy, leisurely yements. ood morning, Mr. Blifkina. I un- i derstood that you wanted to buy some cider barrels. I think I have some here that will suit you.” “Whose make are they?” inquired the old man, as, opening the gate, ho paused by the wagon. “Mine,” replied Luke, with an air of pardonable pride, “and I challenge any cooper to beat them.” Mr. Blifkins examined them criti cally one by one. "They’ll do,” ho said coolly as he set down the last of the lot. “What will you take for them?” "What I asked you for six months ago today—your daughter, sir.” The roguish twinkle in the old man’s eyes broadened into a smile. "You’ve the right mettle in you, after all,” ho cried. “Come in lad— come in. I shouldn’t wonder if VC made a trade, after all.” Nothing loath, Luke obeyed. Mary tripped out into the entry. Her round, little arms were bared above the elbows and bore traces of the Hour she had been sifting. Her dress was u nest gingham, over which was tied a blue checkered apron. Bnt she looked as winning and lovely as she always did wherever she was found. Bhe blushed and smiled us she saw Luke and then, turning bar eye upon her father, waited dutifully to hear what he bad to say. The old mau regarded his daughter for a moment with a peculiar look. "Mary, this young mau—mayhap you have seen him before—has brought mo a lot of tubs aud barrels, all of his owu make—a right good ar- m. to give it, well aud good, and hark ye, my girl, whatever bargain you make your old father will ratify.” . As Mr. Blifkins said this he consid erately stepped out of the room, aud we will follow his example. But the kind of bargain the youug people made eau readily be conjectured by the speedy wedding that followed. Luke Jordan every year, cm the an niversary of his marriage, delights bis father-in-law by some specimen of the haudioraft by which he won what ho declares to be "the best aud dearest wife in the world."—Boston Post. (Bjiecial New York Fashion Letter.) "Now,Missy, remember you are to write me everything of import that oc curs iu New York during my visit across the pond,” said my friend, as she again bade me aurevoir aud I bad wished ber"bon voyage” for the third time—as women will. It was on board the Etruria, and she was to be present at the Queen’s jubilee; iu fact, had planned her trip to Europe in order to be iu London on that gala day. My friend, despite the vortex of three seasons at least, was in the blush of her charms. Her well developed figure was perfectly gowued iu a cafe uu luit canvas cloth; the skirt was plain, fitting well over the hips, while the single-breasted jacket clung snug ly to the figure iu the back and was unbuttoned m front, displaying a simple black satin shirt waist /jcket was trimmed with a (dpi vet collar and had two rows ing down the fronts. She woi| a cloth traveling hat, and a very pretty picture she made with her hair miffed by the frolicsome sea-winds—for we had been pacing the deck—and a huge cluster of blush piuk roses in her bands. velvet leaves were appliqued—the Ut ter edged with gold braid. A full ruching of mousseline de soie fell over the high collar, while at the back re posed a huge bow of cream satin rib bon aud cerise roses. The front was finished with two loose bows aud long ends of the ribbon. And now it. is Haveraeyer! Mr. Havemeyer, if you please, who rusti cates on grass two days a week down on his farm. A local paper states that Mr. Havemeyer earnestly discusses the best method of feeding solid or ’pie vel- and brick red, suitable for traveling and the mountains. The hood was lined with a mixed plaid silk of red and brown, and the high collar was faced with the same. Namerons rows of stitching orna mented the edges, and "She” looked well in it. The newest parasol for carriage use is called the “Sunburst,” and is simi lar to the Japanese paper umbrella. Bathing costumes of black brillian* tine, trimmed with serpentine braid are the correct style. Roman blue and mignonette green are two of the new fleeting shades. A tailor made novelty is the round bodice, close fitting in the back, and crossed with black braid; the final rows forming a girdle at the waist The bolero fronts are loose and hang to the edge of the belt The costumes illustrated herewith were designed by the National Cloak company of New York. CHILDREN’S COLUMN* THE KXVfSCKBBElAA. Oh, Ella! With her first umbrella! She walked abroad like any queen. She held it proudly for display, kdmired its handle, stroked its sheen, And never little girl more gay. Dear Ella! * Such a wee umbrella! One day upon the market-place I met her ; dripping were her curia She looked, despite her sunny (ace, The most forlorn of little girls. “Why, Ella! Where’s your new umbrella?" Said I; ‘‘the storm has drenched your hair! Just see your frock ! just see your hat 1 And what is this you hug with care ? — A broom, a fiddle, or a cat ? " Oh, Ella! With her first umbrella! She looked at me and shyly spoke, < The rain-drops pelting on her yet f "I have it here beneath my cloak, Because, you see, it might get wet! ’’ —Agnes Lee In St. Nicholas. BICTCLB COSTUME OF SCOTCH CHEVIOT. TRAVELING CAPE OF CLOTH. rrmw«*'» According to thd “Paris Notes,' even the fashions which prevail* during the early period of Queen Vio| toria’s reign, are to be revived. Deal grandmother shakes her head at m< and smiles. "Yos,” she murmurs, "wi considered them very pretty, child,.*’ aud—do you think they were? ~ L liquid food to a calf, but Truth fur ther edifies us with the knowledge, that a calf is told by instinct that he should turn his head upwards to re ceive nourishment, and that the first task of a farmer is to impress upon his youthful mind the necessity of drinking skim milk from a pail. Why not hire New York milkmen for the task of early raising? Theirs is a perpetual duty of skimming. Our Fay Davis, for the Criterion club, world renowned, must claim her, is soon to appear with Charles Wyndham in a new play iu London. While in Paris two months ago I met ion and a beauty, in a frock of new bine tweed. The Eton jacket was faced with banana colored silk, the broad lapels braided in black. She wore a waist of soft bengaline silk in the same color. A swell hat of rough straw, ornamented with black wings and ribbon to match her waist, rested A Bloodhound’s Keen Scent. A remarkable exhibition of the keenness of scent of the bloodhound was given at the little town of Bron son, in Allen county, the other day. The town recently appropriated $100 out of the city treasury for the pur chase of one of these animals,the pur pose being the detection aud capture of thieves who wore operating in the neighborhood,and a test of the hound was considered desirable. At noon three men started out on foot aud walked four miles into the country. Then they mounted horses, and by a circuitous route returned to the town. Six hoars later the bound was per mitted to smell a glove which had been worn by one of the men, and the next instant, with a deep howl, ho caught up the trail and followed it on the run. At one point the men had walked for 30 yards on a fence, and when the hound came to this point ho carried his nose along the rail with hardly any reduction of speed. Coming to the place where the men had mounted, he took up the trail of the horses aud followed it into the town, where, in a crowd of more than 100 men, he picked out the one whose glove had been given him to smell.—Kansas City Journal. rr Deceiving a Heat. A flagman of a German railway was recently told that he would bo fiued if his wife was again seen flagging a train. The man said she had never dono so, and explained as follows: Being ill, she asked her husband to milk the goat This animal was how ever, unused to any one but the woman herself, and the flagman, to save trouble, dressed iu his wife’s clothes to deceive the goat. A shrill whistle reminded him of his duties, and he saluted the passing express in skirts. TAILOR MADE SUIT OF CANVAS CLOTH. FROCK OF NEW BLUE TWEED. It is rumored that the Queen will mark her long reign by investing all of the surviving officers who rendered service in the Crimean war and Indian mutiny with the Royal Yictoriau Cross. Satin waists in black and white are exceedingly smart, and the wardrobe of the fin de siede girl is not com plete without one. While paying a little visit with Sybil Johnston a few days ago, she showed mo a chic cape which had just come from the modiste. It was com posed of cream cloth upon which black firmly upon her well poised head. I admired hgf gown and she laugh ingly informed me that it was not a "Worth,” bat made in New Yqrk think you—the prosaic Metropolis. Women and fads. Why, the latest is a pretty girl who is making a col lection of “steamer spoons.” The most dressy garments are oapea; big capes and little capes; capea in doth and capes in silk—in fact, my lady’a lavender-scented chest should have one laid away therein. I saw a pretty golf cape last week, made of donble-Iaoed goods in brown 1 Sleep. The composure of mind which it is desirable to secure as a harbinger of sleep, is promoted by allowing time, before retiring to rest, for the subsi dence of all enforced mental activity. There should be at least an hour’s in terval between work, no matter what it may be, and sleep, for if the work be pushed up to the Inst moment, sleep will bo driven away, or will be, in its first and most precious stages, broken and nnrefreshtng. To turn resolutely from work ah a fixed hour and plunge for a little time into a novel or a newspaper, a game or music, will often make all the differ ence between a bad and. good night’s rest. Position when in. bed is a very important factor in the prodnotion of sleep. Englishmen traveling on the Continent are sometimes puzzled and distressed by insomnia, until they dis cover that their bodies, propped by enormous, square pillows, are at a much greater angle to the plane of the bed than that in which they are accus tomed to repose at home. The sub stitution of a small pdllow for the large one soon disposes of their wake fulness. And so with children. The position in which they are placed when put to bed should be carefully attended to, as nightly variations in this may at least postpone the advent of sleep, which is so essential to the welfare of the growing brains. Very little things serve sometimes to induce MW, »«> nyp tanHBH BTT pillow and the i^noatiou of its cold surface to the head and face will, on occasion, prove the turning point in a struggle with sleeplessness.—New York Ledger. Full Suffrage. The goverumeui of Russia, which has the reputation of being* opposed to woman’s progress in many ways, has one state, Besjakovaohts, China, which is governed entirely by women, and the men are “not in it,” so to speak. The idea originated in 1861, when famine followed an epidemic; the women became aroused en masse, or dered the men to seek large cities and search for work, the men returning only for the holidays. The women transact all of the business, levy the taxes, till the soil, pay the shepherd, et<v All of the work is systematized, and after the busy day every one as sembles in the church square to bear reports of common interest. The mayor of each town of the state pre sides, and makes a short address each evening, when public questions are discussed in the most businesslike man ner. The latest statistics show, how ever, that the average age of the women is less than the days otyserf- dom.—Cincinnati Enquirer. • Catch Fish With Wheels. A curious plan for catching fish is used on the Columbia river ont West A number of wheels are set np in the middle of the stream, which, as they tarn round, catch np the fish and cast them into troughs by the river banks. The salmon are then tinned and sent all over the world. As much as five tons’ weight of fish a day has thus been taken.—Kansas City Star. He Knew. “Snppose,” suggested the teacher, “that you take apiece of beefsteak and cut it into halves, then out the halves into quarters,the quarters into eighths and the eighths into aixteenths, into what could the sixteenths be ont?” “Hash," responded Tommy, whose mother kept a boarding house. And the class in fractions was dis missed.—New York Jonrnal. TOYS OUT OF OLD CORKS. A doll’s house can be completely furnished with cork fnrnitnre for girls, aud all the toy animals a boy could wish for can be made for boys. All the materials needed are some corks, yarn, pins, toothpicks, paste board and a sharp kuife and matches. To make a chair, take a cork and stick five pins around the edge, pretty close together. Fasten the yarn until you cover the pins to the top. Fasten the yarn, on the first pin, then weave in aud out, back aud forth, aud yon have made the back of your chair. To make the legs, stick four pins at equal distances from oue another in the other end of the cork. Begin winding the yarn at the top of the pins, and wind round and round one pin at a time till you reach the head of the pin. Then over and back again ; then cross over the next pin, and do the same, till all] are cov ered aud your chair is made.'] A sofa is made in the same way, by using a larger cork. You cau make a table by using a large flat cork. Now for the boys. If you want to make a horse, take four matches for the legs; sharpen them and stick them into the cork. Cut the head out of pasteboard and use a dot of silk for the eyes. Make the hair with pen and ink. Cut a slit iu one end of the cork and stick iu tha head. Make a tail ont of viorated. Cat a hole in the back of the oork and put in the tail. Cork furniture and animals will sell well at a church fair, especially if at tached to a feltpeu-wiper.—San Fran cisco Examiner. The Reason for the Selection. He—Cholly’s undo left all his money in trust for him. She—Indeed? Had he no other relatives? He—Yes; bat he thought the otbere oould make a living.—Fnok, THE DOG AND THE TELEPHONE. Thomas Reynolds of Reynoldsville, Penn., is the owner of a trick dog re cently received from Australia, whose latest accomplishment is his knowl edge of the telephone. On several oc casions when away from the house Mr. Reynolds would call up his resi dence and have the dog brought to the phone and the receiver held to his ear, when he would talk in such soothing language as to fill the canine with great delight. The animal would recognize his master’s voice and make all sorts of demonstrations of joy. Mr. Reynolds went on a trip to Punx- sutnwney, and while there talked over the phone to his friends at home. He also permitted the dog to listen. From this the dog must have gotten the idea that there were only two phonei in existence, one at his home and the other at the Hotel Waverly in Panx- satawney, as the circumstances which follow will prove. Mr. Reynolds went to Punxsutawney and called np the dog as usual. The animal barked and whined and made a great ado, all of which could be distinctly heard over the wires. Abont an hoar later, and just as Mr. Reynolds was ready te start on his return trip home, what was his surprise to see hie dog come bounding into the hotel. He bad ran the entire distance from Reynolds- ville to Punxsutawney, 14 miles, in about three-quarters of an hour. And now Mr. Reynolds is in a dilemma, as the dog seems to be firmly impressed with the idea that there are bnt two telephones in the country, the one at homo and the other in Punxsutawney; he will not dare talk to the dog from any other point, because if he does the animal will start immediately for the Hotel Waverly to find his master. —New England Homestead. A Classic Find. On tbs marble steps of a peasant’s house on the island of Salamis have been found two lines of the epitaph composed by the poet Simonides for the Corinthian soldiers who fell in the sea fight, carved in Corinthian char acters. It is hoped that the burial place ol the Oorinthien* may soon bf ieuiul ■M i