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THE GOOD WE 00. Pdbusi DAR H. L. IU H. A. Ml bUBKCI IJ; thn P«ya»» per we day in UuMo Want W cen t« uy ordt Bpecl apect, I Offlc Com retcnlai Kor: MalDK A. J. Thn good wo do with motives true Will never quite tie lost; For somewhere In time's distant blue We (rain more than it cost. And oft I think a strange surprise • Will meet us. as w« xuin Home diadem that hidden lies. From deeds we thought la vain. ^^1 Ob. toller in a weary land. Work on with cheerful fane. And sow the seed with lavish hand, With all the gentle grace That marks a brave yet loving soul, A soul of royal birth. And golden harvests shall enfold Your own bright, blessed earth. V 1 AAAAA AAAAA A rfWbrfh A A A AlJM i The Conqueror of Junius. I Ip v hi 1 y vvvy yy^ V W V V y y y “A regular Amazon!” saiil Junius Haven, shrugging his shoulders. “On hay, with a over her eyes Mary non- the very top of a load of Htraw hat pulled down and a pitchfork in her hand!” “Now, Junius,” cried out Haven, “you are talking arrant aeuse. ” “A ninn must believe his senses,” said Junius. “I asked for Miss Joce lyn, and the ancient beldame who was shelling peas by the kitchen w indow pointed one skinny forefinger across the fields and answered, ‘There she is, a-gettin* in the hay. They all stirs round lively in these parts w hen there’s a . shower coinin’ up. (iuess you’ll find her, if you goes across lots.’ ” “And you?” questioned Mary. Mr. Haven smiled ironically. “I?” said he. “Von must bear in mind that I was looking for a young lady, not fora farm boy’s assistant, so I just turned around and came home.” “Hut there must be some mistake!” cried out impetuous Mary. “My El lice Jocelyn is a princess among women, tall and slender and graceful, who plays the harp and writes deli cious transcendental essays.” “There was neither harp nor writing desk on the top of that load ci hay,” said Junius, very decidedly. “And pray, Mary, don’t be offended, but I am rather disenchanted w ith your rus tic belles, after my afternoon’s experi ence. Keuch me a cigar, please, and don’t let anyone disturb me for i while, there’s a darling!” Mary Haven obeyed. Was not Jn nius, newly arrived from Europe, l very shah and sultan among men,to be waited on and humored in his every caprice? Hut while she found the cigar-case, handed the newspaper and regulated the exact fail of the chrtain-folds which should be most agreeable to her brother’s optical partialities, she puz zled her brain as to how and why and wherefore this little plan of hers for an instant attachment between Junius and Elliee Jocelyn had thus come to au untimely standstill. “It’s the mo^t unaccountable thing in the world, ” soul Marv to herself. Married. “It’s enough to drive one frantic,” said she. And in the same moment a brown cheeked damsel, with chestnut curia tangled around her neck and a pretty brown cambric dress, burst into the room like a beam of sunshine. “It isn’t true!” said she, defiantly. “I’m not an Amazon, and nobody lias any business to call me a farm boy’s sistant!” “Una!” softly pleaded Ellice, lifting her white palms, as if to ward off this sudden gust of breezy defiance. “And the hay would have been spoiled if I hadn't helped to get it in and poor old Hans would have been d scharged for forgetting; and,besides, wasn’t Maud Muller, in the poem, u haymaker? And did an3’one dare to criticise her?” “I am sure—” mildly commenced M iss Haven. “Oh, don’t make any apologies!” said little Una, with her retrousse nose m the air and two red spots on her cheeks. “And tell your brother, Miss Mary, that I am as little anxious to make his acquaintance as he is mine.” And exit Uhk, not without some slight emphasis on the closing of the door. “How pretty she has grown!” said Mary Haven, in admiration. “i)o you think so?” said Elliee, a little doubtfully. “She is so dark and so abrupt, you know; and then she has no charm of manner dear, little Una!” me au Ami —all mauui my mercy “Yes,” teutly; “U’i “Don’t y right,” wen sent old Hi instead of r< unite?” “Of con “So do r, to be magi Clear ai sounded do husky accei “Yaw, y Una Jocei looking at he were a ^rm boy’s assistant aud you are at [ Mr. Haven, peni- f j _ Sri • it would serve you severely, “if I ae with the ladder, [him to your assist- onld,” said Haven. Una; “but I mean Hans! Hans!” like her voice glen, and old Hans’ lied: ish coming!” the meantime stood r aven as coolly as if $ or an obelisk or some such w of the universe. Mr. Haven rega a sort of m at lust he h fier on .his part w ith rdpitiation, and w hen cended and stood on iiands. e friends?’ »” no motion to take the said he. the green tijpside his fair rescuer, he held out “I hope “Oh, cer But she i extended pi “Won’t ySiake hands with me?” he asked, iime discomfiture. “I didn’Cppose you cared to shake hundf h a regular Am >zon, said Miss Ujsarcastically. It was at ish speech,” said Ha- ,“and I’ve been sorry f times since it was ven, vehem for it a sco; spoken!” Una tu that illumi “In that said she. old Hans look for my lost these "me r,l till <ro« -poor, ■nat*r mrv'jxjaini *Turo we Junius Haven laughed a little when the younger Miss Jocelyn’s detiunt message was brought to bun. “She need not be alarmed,” he said. “There is no sort of probability that \\b shall he brought into contact with each other.” But “Man proposes and God dis poses,” says the sparkling little prov erb, and the week was not out before Mr. Junius Haven, strolling among the picturesque woods, found himself in a ruined saw mill, where tall,sweet fern bushes grew through the yawning crevices of the mouldering floor, and sunbeams sifted like misty lines t f-nod? to him with a smile 3 her piquant face, it shall be forgotten,” d I’m very glad that gbt the ladder here to l-parrot that has been days.” nleff I couldn’t help find it?” said Mi’i aven, eagerly. “I don’t said Una, demurely. “You might y.” They did . The parrot was not found, for h mi been stolen by a tramp who ? it in the Jocelyn barn two nights Afore. But Mr. Haven aud Miss Jielyn became excellent friends in t| progress of the quest. Unaforgavhim his city-bred preju dices, audfe began to see things through th^mdium of her clear aud brilliant ey*. Theyjiad called her a was such a bright, orig' Hid! ening, about a fortnight Mr. Haven astonished saving, abruptly: .*> of lent child, but innl sort of| And one snbseqnen his sister “Well, Hilly*’ (the name he always used when he was in au especially good huiaof, “I have a piece of news for you. ] have proposed to Miss Jocelyn, anlshehas been graciously pleased to accept me.” Mary clasped her hands in delight. 1 she cried, rapturous- IManta For the Children. While it is desirable to have plants solely for the children at all seasons, they are especially appreciated during the winter months, when the incle mency of the weather necessitates more or less confinement indoors. Then there is the happiness of owner ship. The gift of a single plant or bulb to the child will afford mnch pleasure, and may teach valuable les sons in plant growth. Take, for instance, the sacred lily, so admirably adapted for study when grown in water, for then the root sys tem, too, may be studied without in terfering with its growth. First tiny roots are thrown out from the bulb. The latter is sometimes regarded as part of the root, but it is really a part of the stem, thickened and packed with food to sustain the embryo leaves and blossoms until the plant shall have made sufficient root growth to gain nourishment from the water or soil. Then come the long leaves, the clus ters of buds, each cluster carefully xvrapped in a brownish sheath to pro tect it from harm, and finally comes the crowning glory in the expansion of the flowers, showing on au extend ed and much more complicated plan the tiny scales found at the base of the petals in some plants, as the but tercup, and concealing the supply of nectar. The hyacinths are as easily grown in water, aud afford as instructive a lesson in plant growth, and as beauti ful aud fragrant an ornament for the room or dining table. True, growing any bulb in water is an exhaustive draiu upon it—much more than when grown in soil—but as a teacher of sub terranean growth it has well repaid all expenditure, and if placed in the ground the following spring it will in a year or two recuperate aud come in to a good blooming condition, supply ing innnmerous offshoots in the mean time.—Bessie L. Putnam. recommended Low and long, with gabled fronts and bay windows, all wreathed about with trumpet creepers aud blue-cupped convolvulus vines, the Jocelyn farm house stretched itself out under the umbrageous walnut trees,with Ellice’s hammock swinging in the porch aud Ellice herself, posed like a woodland nymph. She was cartaiuly very pretty, this (air-haired blonde, with the complexion of sea-shell pink, the china-blue eyes, the dimples on cheek and chin, the muslin dress that looked as if it might have been just taken out of the win dows of u New York modiste—and she came forward, cool and composed, to meet Miss Haven, us if the June sun were not blazing overhead and the thermometer in the porch did not stand at 90 degrees in the shade. “fio glad to see you, dear!” said Miss Jocelyn, with the princess air which seemed to sit so naturally on her. “Dear Ellice,” said Mary, plunging precipitately into her subject, “where have you been all the morning?” “Where have l been?” “Believe me, I am not asking from mere curiosity,” pleaded Mary. “1 have a reason. You will answer me, I know." “Certainly! Why shouldn't I?” naid the Serene One, lifting her golden brows the sixteenth part of an inch. “Let mesee—I was in the glen,sketch ing the beautiful mossy boulders by the spring, until the shower came up, aud then I sat in my own room and wrote a few letters.” “Then it couldn’t have been you, after all!” bluntly ejaculated Mary. “What couldn’t have been me?” “The girl with the pitch-fork on the top of the load of hay.” And then, laughing heartily at her own blunder, Mary related the moru- iug adventure of her brother. “It must have been Una,” said El lice Jocelyn, with a slight shadow of annoyance upon her smooth brow. “Una! The little sister who has just returned from boarding school?” Miss Jocelyn inclined her head. “There is no end to that child’s pranks,” said ske,impatieutly. “And papa indulges her in everything. Dear, dear! I hope your brother wasn’t very much shocked?” “I’m afraid he was,” said truthful Mary. “He supposed it was you, of course. And he said you were a reg ular Amazon and that he didn't care to make the acquaintance of a farm boy’s assistant!” Ellice clasped her hands together in eylph-like despair. egi iy ' e ’ ‘ ‘Ttieve must be a vi)ew peak,” said Haven to himse f ; and springing up a slight ladder, which reared itself from beam to beam, he picked his way across the perilous flooring to the window, which looked out over a breezy stretch of vale and upland, where the blue windings of a river flashed in the sunshine, and the undulations of a distant mountain chain seemed to close up the horizon with its purple gatew ays. As he stood there, feasting his eyes upon the prospect,* slight noise below attracted his ear; he hurried to the edge of the floor only in time to dis cover that the ladder, his sole means of escape, was walking off upon the shoulders of a stout, silver-haired old man, who whistled cheerfully as he went. , “Halloa!” shouted Junius. “Hold on there, my man! Where are you going with that ladder?” No answer—no response of any na ture. “Is the man deaf?” cried Junius, in a sort of frenzy. That was precisely what old Hans Diefendorf was. As deaf as the pro verbial post. Pretty Una Jocelyn was waiting for him on the edge of the ruins, holding up one pretty linger. “Hush, Hans!” said she. “Don’t you hear some one calling?” “Me not hear netting,” said old Hans, whose dull ears could catch Una’s clear, sweet voice, when all the shouting of the farm hands was inau dible to him. “It must be de cat birds or some one who shoots squir rels in de glen, may happen.” “No,” said Una, crisply; “it is a i%>ice calling. Stay here, Hans, until I come back.” Hans stood still, contentedly, with the ladder on his back, while his young mistress hurried up the steep bank as fast as she could. “Who is it?” she cried, in a voice sweet and shrill as a thrush’s warble. “It is I!” responded Mr. Junius Haven, plaintively. “I climbed up here, and now some one has taken the ladder away, aud I can’t get back.” Una stood there, tall, brown-cheeked, with her hands clasped behind her back and the wind blow ing her chest nut curls about, while a mischievous light scintillated under her long, dark eyelashes. “Oh,” said she, “I understand! You are Mr. Haven?” “And you are Miss Una Jocelyn?” said he, coloring and biting bis lip. “Exactly,” responded the girl. “And here is an excellent opportunity for me to be avenged. You have called pour lyu. added—“nWthe one like an exagger ated wax doll. It is Una that I mean —my dark-eyedqueenof the brunettes —my little compound of tire aud dew aud sparkle!” “Oh,” said Mary, “I am sure I’m very glad!” But she thought, and so did Miss Ellice Jocelyn, that there was no ac counting for the erratic direction taken by the current of true love.— Saturday Night. Caro of Iloney. There is no limit to tho time that honey will keep if not abused. Thor oughly sealed comb honey is usually in its highest state of perfection, and extracted honey is just tho same pro- t has been sealed over before niK.-y Boiled oats are making hens lay. Pepper is a stimulant and not food, and must be carefully fed. Millet seed in small quantities may profitably be fed to bens. Too much fed produces laziness and laziness produces disease in hens. Oil cake, mixed with corn, oats and bran, is excellent for molting hens. When a hen does not sit her time out, look for lice, mites or bedbugs. Rye is not recommended for bens. Unless very hungry they will not eat it. Pare drinking water and clear yards will do a great deal toward preventing gapes. The man who permits geese to roost in a barn does not care much for cleanliness. One ounce of ground bone to each fowl, every third day, is what our poultryman feeds. You cannot raise fleas and chickens in the same hen house and be success ful with the latter. Blood on eggs is pretty sure to in dicate that the hen is too fat and the organs are crowded. The Into hatched be fattened for the will be worthless for ing stock. A full feed of corn, all they will eat, just before goiug to roost, will fill the gizzards of the fowls and aid in main taining animal heat. We do not believe it pays to wait until cold and stormy weather is upon us before providing the proper shel ter protection of the poultry, but many do. If any broilers are to be raised for market the incubator must be brought into use or the business cannot bo condncted on a largo enough scale to make the effort profitable. A lot of frosted combs not only causes the hens to look unsightly, but is also very unprofitable to the breeder. Frosted,combs and eggs cannot be found in paying quantities in the same pen. The best way to learn to care for chickens should table, for they laying or breed- AN ANCIENT TIMEPIECE. The Egyptiaa Water (Took W’uh the First Moil lain for Markina Time. The water clock, otherwise the clep sydra, seems, unless the Egyptologists find something fresh in that laud of incessant discoveries from the most far mists of time, to have been the first scientific effort at noting the hours. A godd many people talk glibly about the clepsydra who ifeither know its precise construction nor tho nation who have the credit of con structing-it. That belongs to the Assyrian, and as far back as at least over 2(iOU years ago the clepsydra was used in Nineveh under the sway of the second Hardanapalus. It was a brass vessel of cylindrical shape, holding several gallons of water, which could only emerge through one tiny hole in the side. Thus the trickling of the fluid marked a certain amount of time, and the water was emptied about half a dozen times per diem. In Nineveh there was one at the palace and one in each principal district. These were all filled by signal from a watchman on a tower at the moment of sunrise, and each had an attendant, whose business it was to refill the clepsydra us soon as it was emptied, the fact being announced by criers, much as in the last century the watchmen drowsily shunted the hours at night throughout the streets of London. Home five centuries later an anony mous genius made a great improvement by inserting toothed wheels, which, revolving, turned two hands on a dial in dock fashion, thus showing the process of the time, which from one tilling to empting averaged two hours and a half. In this shape the clep sydra, which was then chiefly procur able in Egypt, became introduced to varions other nations,including Rome, where it flourished with various splendid embellishments until the end of the empire.—London standard. thordagldy ripens. Comb honey usually remains in liquid form, but iu some instances it granulates in the comb the same as ex tracted. It has been said that honey from alfalfa is more apt to granulate iu the comb than almost any other, and this has boon my experience. Granulation of extracted honey is no detriment to it, aud is always proof of its purity. Adulterations, such as glucose, etc., never granulate, hence when you see honey on the markets, especially during the winter season, that is iu liquid form, you may look upon it with suspicion. Now most people think it the reverse of this, and this is the principal reason that adul teration is practiced to such an ex tent. The bee journals and producers of honey generally, have done everything in their power to educate the masses in regard to this one fact, and progress seems to be slow. Comb honey has never yet been imitated by man, al though it has been published that comb honey is being manufactured by machinery, but it is not true. Comb honey may bo adulterated by feeding bees cheap sirups which they will store in the combs, but it can only be done through then*. Honey improves xvith age, and the older it is the finer the flavor. Ex tracted honey is much easier kept than comb, as the latter is liable to get soiled and must be kept in tight cases to exclude dust aud insects. Extracted honey may be kept in any quantity, either in open or tight packages. Tin cans are mostly used, and a very con venient and cheap package is tho com mon fruit can which, having a large opening, will admit of removing the honey after granulation and using it in this form. Honey should always be kept in a dry place, and away from a cellar, ex cept the same is very dry and well 1 ventilated. Heat does not damage honey but tends to ripen and improve • it, but dampness and darkness will not agree with it. | Honey that remains in the comb for some time after being stored is always the best article when extracted, but more pounds are secured by taking it away as fast as well stored.—A. H. Duff, in Farm, Field and Fireside. a p is to start with and carefully watching An ordinance adopted in Brookline, Mass., forbids spitting iu street cars and in public buildings or on side walks. Poultry Notes. Good food is positive economy. Milk for young ducks is safer if boiled. If you chop vegetables for the hens chop Ihem fine. Bear in mind that in breeding, like begets like. a Btnai of attention and studying them, they, will teach you rapidly and well. The morning ration of warm mash always should be given as soon as the fowls can sea to eat it. At noon, two quarts of wheat scattered in tho litter is sufficient for fifty fowls. Feed grain liberally at night. A Nihilist’s Definition of Nihilism. I was so fortunate as to meet an Americanized Russian xvho has been instrumental in bringing more of his people to this country than any other person. He had been a medical stu dent in Russia,became connected with a nihilist plot, was suspected,arrested, and sentenced to Siberia, but made his escape, and came to this country five years ago. He at once took steps to become naturalized, aud now, as Dr. C. C. Young, is an American citizen, intensely proud of bis adopted coun try, enthusiastic concerning its insti tutions, particularly its liberty of speech, and is able to converse iu ex cellent English wholly acquired since coming here. “A nihilist,” said Dr. Young, “is not an anarchist, nor even a socialist. He is morel r me who desires with all his heart, km 1 above everything else in the worlo.. ’"'e liberty of speech and action that is ae birthright of every living soul, a’ad which is guaranteed to every Americuj by the Constitution of the United States. Oh, yon Ameri cans should be the very happiest people on earth, for you have everything that the rest of the world is striving to gain.”—Kirk Munroe, in Harper’s Magazine. The Mirage on Swiss Lakes. A certain w r ell knoxvn mirage in Switzerland often produces illusions. When the boat nears the point wherfe the ray of light is a tangent to the sur face of the water, tho mirage of the sky is thrown upon the boat, and the latter seems to sail in the air. 'When tho air is warmer than the water, as in summer, the concave side of the re fracted ray of light is turned toward the water, and objects are brought in to sight which are really hidden. Sometimes the temperature of the dif ferent strata of the air varies irregu larly; then the rays of light undergo abnormal refractions which are not al ways the same for the upper and lower pirts of objects. Consequently the objects are sometimes diminished and sometimes magnified. Small houses thus distoited are made to look like palaces; their color is changed by the diffusion of light, and they are given J an air of picturesque grandeur.