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1*1 ThRI-WEERA'7Ly EDITION. WIMNSBOR09 S. CNOVEMBER 2,18.VL V-N.11 - - .O,-t~~~ & I I .I . . - . TO DATH. Mothnks It were no pain to die On huch an eve, who suick a sky SO'er oanoples the west ; To gaze my fil on yon calm deep, And like an infant fal asleep On earth; my mother's breast. Therse peae -an&reloome ia yoi sea Of endjes blue tra:quIity gip N9 elmO&dPre l[vingsthings I traos thef vein of liquid gold, I see tuolniufold i a 9ad 6 y Wingis. These be the angels tlot convey Us weary children of a day, .ife's teglotas not ing oer o Tvex the geniun of repose, On Deatb's mnajpstoio she. No darkness there divides the away With startling dawn and dazzling day But gloriously, seene 4re the interminabl' plti --. One fixed, eternal sunset gigp Oir the widea s4l6u' o I oanntf of all human fear ; I know thy greeting is severe 'o this' a66 shell of elay9 Yet come. 0, Death I thy freezing kiss Emancipates ! thy rest is bliss! ., ~vou3&l wore away. HReart Shadowse In a richly-furnished parlor, Its crimson curtains closely drawn to shut out the piercing winter night, beforea glowlng fire, sat Maurice Greenwood, merchant. Some what moreotlia'flfty yeard had iritten their record of his life; but his hair was thickly sprinkled witb'gray, And'blg\ g ?mith its deep-set hazel eyes and coinpressed m6utli, seemed like that of one much older. That face was one where will was grav en on every featurm, as with a pen of iron and diamondapoluL But some regret,' some lasting shade there was, about brow, and eyes, and mouth, and Maurice Greenwood was not happy. Wealth he had; and every outward means of happiness, save dear faces, by his fireside, and toned of home affection. These he had not; in his palace-like home he lived Alone. Ah, there was a shadow on' Maurice Greenwood'whrthi adji heart; one,'too, of his own making. - I His wife slept beneath the- gaeep shades oL the cemetery; and his only daughter, hiis beautiful, gentle, true-hearted Annie, was no longer at his side. She had kept, her faith with the lover who lacked only gold; and for this he had banished her from his home, and tried to banish her image from his thoughts. But that he conld not do. He knew not where Annie was; whether, even, she were living or not. Time passed on, and he became accue tomed to his lonely life; yet the regret he could not banish, embittered every quiet hour. At times, when, as now, he sat alone by his deserted fireside, the thought of his - daughter grew so vivid that she seemed to stand beside him. The white brow, the radiAnt wavy hair of golden brown, were the same; but the blue eyes with a sad, reproachful look, gazed steadily Into his own. Once or twice the Illusion had been so strong that involuntarily he stretched his arms toward her and called her name, and his housekeeper, perhaps coming :in with his t'ea-tray,\1had fonnd him nearly fainting. or, as he alwaysAnswered, "tired." . "I do declare," she said to an intimate friend, "if he would get his daughter home, with her husband, and treat.her like a fa ther, how happy ~the eiaan E might. bel. Likely enough, they've little children that would make the old house aliveagainand it's more like a tomb than anything else. But, dear me, there's no knowing whether she's alive; wonder If he knows? never can ask bhih; It won't do to mention her name; just set him against her still more, if that could be; but I wish I knowS To think I cradled her on my breast, same as I did him before her, and-I never thought to see my- boy liIke thIq just making himself wretched for the uke of worrying his 6wh flesh had blood." "Ten years to-day, since Miriam left me," said Mauriee Greenwood to himself. 'was a mild, sunny spring moluing, and opening leaf-buds and a scent of gar den violets, even in the busy city, brought glad tidings of that whiqh should be. A sudden impulse caine oVer. him to visit Miriam's grave, and he 'resolved to ride out to the cemetery that afternoon. It was a lovely, shaded spot near the river, and the early flowers were beginning to bloom. Maurice Greenwood stood there alone in -the still glow ofasunlight,-that grapped the "city of the silent" as in Gjod's great peace; and in those moments a glimpse of a high or, better life dawned on his Obul. . What startled him? What made the strong man tretr ille.jn~ ey ygaerve?' For the moment it seemed to hn a vision. A young girl passed with a basket of flowers on her arm. Ho ha4 only afglimpso of her (ace, but the gold4ri brown haIr' beneath the 'little sun-hat, the form, the atop and bearing were Annie's owni A great hunger spiang up in his tieat and he could not resist the impulse to follow her.' He did so, silently, not to attract her attention. She did not see him approach, as she sat on the grass twining a wreath of the flowers she had brought, and singing a lowr, sweet melody; one tlgat Anuie loved, and.often sang. 1 Ho drew nearer; near enough to read the inscription on the marble tablet before her. is daughter';; name was graven there, and the man with difleuity repreveod a cry of pain. The young girl turned her head; she saw him, and sprang to her foot. "Pardon me, young lady," he sai our teously, "for my seeming intrusion. She who lies hero was very dear .to me; but I have net seen her these manny years, and I did not know of this." His manner, his'gray hair, and worn, sad face, reassured her, and she remained awhile, answering simply and frankly his Inquiries about her father and home Bhe was the only child his Annie left, and like ly soon to be quito alone, .for her father was fast falling. Maurlee pondered. What should he dot Could he tell her that he was her grand father? Would she not fly from him -as from a savage boast If abe should know that he wetthema.'ther who turned her'gentle -mothor from his heart and home, and left her to die in poverty and paint But she iust know, or he could masko no rep 1Iotg.,-And~hil goo~d aige qIl him that Anie wo uld for in kn shown her loved ones, even at this late hour, the deep and bitter Wrong done herself. "4. have a carriage waiting at the gate," LE said,i~ leist. "Will you allow me to carry you home and see your fathert" But the revelations made there are not for mortal pen to describe. When he left, there *as peace betwemi thekid. 4t was buif 'a little time that the slok man lingered, Maurice doing all he' could for his aid and comfort, and he went to his rept, lappy in t4e assurande that Ore Brown shold ever hold her mother's place in,the. heart and home of the repentant ola man. This promise Maurice sotAht earnestly tb fulfil, and though his daughter's pres'. ence seemed still conselous at times the shad9w.on his.heart grew legs, and not a1l of pain. Yet thoughts of the unretuining past, regret, softened though it weie, serV ed in ter years aua waping, a bcacon, the reminder. his lepervio swill still needed. Five years. have passed since Grace Brown cams to Maurice Gr6en*bod. Her presence has becomes the sunlight of his home; her voice the . weetest music that meets his ear: her hayd alone rts on his temples with soothiing tdhch, When sad memories oppress him; and even, as she comes near, the shadows on hearth and heart grow less. He sits musing alone titis evening, and a shade of troubled thought is-on ins brmw, Rarely does he talk to himself, but. be feels lonely no#, though Grace Brown has been away but one short day. "Five yeara." he says. "IjRow happy we have beezi! t. And here this girlish fancy must upset it all. Why haven't I seen thin before? ' Why didn't Istop itt I must have been an old fool to let them go off on tha$ boaing trip to-d"Y? But ift - h d re fhsed,'what then? It wbuh j ihly prvoke Frank, a d make him more resolute than ever; and as for Grace, she'd have cried all djty, I suppose. I'm in a pretty plight, I declarel I might have foreseen It-but I didn't-when I took Fi ank into the office, and let him come here so much. I don't ,apt hin to have heri he's as poor as Job's cat-steady aid Aule, and loves her, no doubt of that. I'm not afraid she wouldn't be happy; but I wanted my pet, my pride, my beauty to take a place -befitting her. But,.dear mel if I say say no, she 'I run away with him, or she'll go and break her heart, perhaps. They're all alike, these girls.P A look of intense pain passed over the old man's face, and he murmured: "Maybe if I'd been different, Annie )night have been iere now-Miriam, too who linbws What makes me think of Annie so to-night, I wonder?" he said, moving uneasily in his chair. "'I wish those youngsters would come home-I do. It seems as if ehe stood by me this blessed minute. Oh, Annie! Anniel don't look so. I haven't harmed them!" cried the old man, half -wild in his excitement. "Will vou have dinner now, sir, or wait for Miss Grace?" asked the housekeeper, opening the door. "It's past your usual time." "Dinner before she comes! No indeed!" was the instant reply. "But isn't it tune for her to be home?" "It is a little late to-night, sir. She'll be in soon, no doubt," 'Latol" The old man sprang to his feet as if his years had suddenly rolled from him. "Late!" he repeated, ashe hurriedly glanced at the clock, and then walked ner vo yt the window and back again. e door-b11 rang. An instant, after1 Grace's marry.olco wound throggh.the en tries and up the stairs, 'and in she came, radiant with health and happiness, just as she had parted fron4 hipi in the morning. "Oh gragda, sich p splendid day we have had!' she exclAimed, delightedly clasping her arms roumnd his neck. "Then you have had no accident?" "No, indeed. What made you think of that, grandpa? Am I late? ,Oh, yes, I see," glancing towards .the clock.. "We were talking, and I didn't think much about it." "Happy child!" thought Maurice Green wood. "God hligmIl o ra her heart-one's'enough; and the shadow A year went by. irrank Shirley had be come a junior partner in the firm of Green-' wood & Co., and in the old family mansion a bridal feast was mstde. "Ah!" thouglit the housekeeper, asashe herself fastened the white dress, and placed the orange bio ops Qun Grace's fair brow. "If [ could h& oe this for Miss Annie! Well, wh'at's p is past forever, and she's angel crowned now.' "God-bless you, 4iy chilidreni" said the old man; and the shadiow grew light, misty, and almost disappeared. Ten years more. Grace had filled Annie's plied; her gentle care and tender affection making tihe old man's heart warm, and his home sunny. Her husband had long been as a dearly-loved eoji; her c, ~r~n, the little heart'sease 14 s timis thii ~iahmt comfort to his spirit,3 41 is way4*rjand weary now, and the loving frierida gatered around him know that he is passing from them swiftly, but with peaice angi tryst in his heart. For an hour or two he had 'slumbered lightly, Grace sitting beside him, his hand clasped in hers, when he opened his eyes, and, tooking at her with a world of aJee tion In their clear, steady gaze, said: "Grace,darllng, I have seen your'mother. She forgave me long aago. in a httie while I shall hold her to my breast again, r'sl did when she was a babe. She is so beatitiful, Grace, pi iu white, with a ro'eecrawn en her forehead, anad'young and bright as you are now. I have tried to' make you happy; dear-kiss me!" And a" Grace bent her face, dripping with tears, to his, the falling hand caressed her golden hair, .as it had hben wont, and lie spoke once more, feebly: ,"The shadow is gone now! She stands there, but it is all glory-Annie? " "What doe. he mean? What shadow? " whispered Grace's husband. $sut she raised her head, slightly. "Hlush, dear-see-he Is gone!" Japase Paper Air-0asluion. Japanese paper air-cushions are said to have some advantages over those made of rubber. They may be rolled into a pack 'age of sm'aller dminsions when not In use; they will not stick together as tubber does after it Is wet, and for pillows they are bet ter- because they have no odor. Theit st:ength Is very great ; a man weighing 160 pounds may stand upon one without bursting mt. They are said to be water proof, and to make excellent lfe-preserv him po"*. Once in about eleven year., the sun comp14tes a spot-ycyle. IN commencemeat is marked by a peridd of great solar activ. ity, whh "pots for two or three years are numerous and iarge.uppn its large surface. These gradually disappear, and the sun remains more or less quiescent during the remainder of the time. A new spot-cycle is now in full action. Portions of the huge blasing surface of the sum are dotted with spots. They throng ti-e solar tern. tories, appearing in rows, or groups, or more frequently the. large apos are sur rounded by families of small ones. They are of enormous dimensions. Some are so large that our whole globe might he rolled into the seeming cavern. and our largest continents would not cover othipre, while many are so small that they can be seen only by telescopes of high power. Seme of these spots will cutinue for months, others iill quickly disappear, and others will break into small qnes, which new ones will more than dall the deserted places, and give variety to the ever-changing exhibition. Sun spots, seen through the telescope, pre sent a very curious appearance; The central part, or umbra, is black, the border, or penumbra, is usually of a grayish tint; and, surrounding the spots for thousands of miles, the sun's surface seems to be piled Into ridges, dotted with groups of' small shining spots, called faculse, from a Latin word neaning "small torches." The wisest astronomers cannot tell with certainty the cause of sun spots, or give a reason for the occurrence of the outbreak once In eleven years. It is well-established- that there is an intimate relation between sun spote and torrestial magnetjsm. It is strongly af firineditbat the disturbed condition of the sun at this period is reflected en the earth in northern lights, waves of Intense heat, and storms of unusual severity. The do vasting tornadoes and cyclones at the west, and the display of auroral light in the Scottish skies, lend their aid to support this theory. A fascinating field of obser vation is thus laid open before Intelligent observers. Three things are to be watched for, the occurrence of great storms, the ap proach of a heat wave, and the appearance of the .northern lights. Clear-headed ob servers can work at these probluesh, evens if they are not trained astronomers; for, if ever the cause of sun spots and the reason of their periodicity are made clear, the work Will be aconplished by close and long-potitnued obserration. Not Generally Known. Keys were originally made of wood, and the earliest form was a simple crook similar to the common picklock. The ancient keys are mostly of bronze, and of remark-. able shape, the shaft terminating on one side by the wards, on the other by a ring. Keys of this descriptinn were prasented by husbands to wives, and were returned again upon divorce or separation. Hats were first made by a Swiss at Paris, 1404 A. D. They are mentioned In history at the period when Charles VII. made his triumphal entry into Rouen, in 1449. He wore a hat lined with red vel vet, and surmounted with a rich plume of feathers. It is from this rdign that hats and caps are dated, which henceforth be gan to. take place of the chaperons and hoods that had been worn before In France. Previous to -the year 1510 the men and women of England wore close-knit woolen caps. The custom of crowning the poets origi nated among the Greeks, and was adopted by the Romans during the empire. It was revived In the twelth century by the em peror of Germany, who invented the title of -poet laureate. Th'e French had royal poets, but no laureates. The title existed in 8pain, but little is known of those who bore it. The tradition concerning the lau reate in England is that Edward IlI, In 1867. emulating the crowning of Petrarch at' Rome, In 1341, granted the office to Chaucer with a- yearly pension. In 1680 the laureate was made a patent office. From that time there has been a regular succession of laureates. Until the close of the eIghteenth century the finest muhlins In use were Imported from India. The earliest mention of cot. ton among the classic nations of antiquity la by Herodotus, who speaks of It by the name of tree-wdol, which name It still bears In Gerifian and several other conti bental languages. Cotten was not known In Egypt until ,about 500) years before Christ. Then It appears probable that it was Imported, for all the cloths found en veloping the mummies of earlier ages have proved on examination to be linen. Cot ton cloths are mentioned as having been imperted into London in 1596, the knowl edge of both the culture and manufacture having probably been conveyed there by the Moors and other Mohammedan nations. The former were the means of first bring. lng this n,anufacture into Europe. She Kept tlie Neeret. Mrs. See, an old woman living en the Bedford Road, about two mile from the Tarrytown depot, tells a pictureque tale of succeeding events to the capture of Major Andre. Mrs. See, familiarly known as "Aunt Betsy," says that a party of "Skin. nr" with their prisoner went directly to "Mug Tavern,"pe'ar White Plains-a hoe. tefry presided over by Aunt ?olly Reed. Strange to say-considering her sex-Aunt Polly was notorious for her. curiosity and inability to keep a secret. While ham and eggs ivere Amsling ii the-pan for the hun gry "Skinners," Aunt Polly was struggling to ascertain the identiy of the melancholy young stranger who was so handsomely clothed in a blue overcoat, claret-colored coat, and nankeen waistcoat and breeches. Finally Pauld'~ng seized her by the wrist and drew her close to him. "Can ypou keep a secret ?" "Yes," stammered the old woman with hardly suppressed eagerness. "We've got a British spy." In three minutes the old womnan had In trusted household cares to her girl, saddled her white horse, and was galloping to the next house, In a place then called "Twitch lng." But the fences and brush proved an obstacle, and Aunt P'iiy was forced to make a long detour by the road. The "Skinners" finished their meal and 'de parted, making a straight cut across the country toward "Twitching." As they approached the house they caught sight of Aunt Polly flying up the road on her white horse, daylight showing between herself and the saddle at every leap. Her hair streamed out behind. In one hand she swung her huge poke bonnet by the strings while she shreked In a shrill, quaveffng voice, "They've got the apyli They've got the anylt Around We Globe. "That is my man in the- corner of the ear." "What, that well-mannered individual with handcuffs on 1" "Yes, he is the man, and I doubt if ever a fugitive gave an officer a longer chase." The above conversation odcurred recent ly on the incoming passenger train on the Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fe Road, be tween one of Pinkerton's shrewdest deteo tives and a reporter who boarded the train at Lawrence. No one, to look at the do. tective casually, would take him for the human sleuth-hound that he is, but a se cond glance at his face, and a look from his cold gray eyes works wonders, and it is seen that he Is "up to snuff." The man he had in custody was Ran som, formerly the trusted'cashier of a prominent wholesale silk house in New York, who In 'June, 1879, embeazied over $200,000 from the safe of his employers and took passage for Europq A clue to his whereabouts wps ascert.*ned soon after his flight, and when he reaced New York recently, it can be truly sais that he ha6 been chased around the world. "is he such a desperate man that you must needs have him handcuffed " "le escaped once from an officer by jumping from a passenger train, and I don't want him to do so again." "Have you any objections to telling some of the man's wandernge" "No, not at all; but he can do It bet ter." The prisoner was then lnpduoed, and on his going into an apartme4t of the sleep ing car the "darbles" were ten from his wrists, and his story was as follows: "The causes which led t6 my leaving New York need not be told: sufflce it that a woman had something to do with it, and when I boarded the Bothnia on Saturday in June of last year I thought I was going away forever. My identity was carefully protected while on the water, as I pretend ed to be a cripple and always appeared on deck with a cane. On landing in the old country I went directly to London and de posited certain funds at a well-known banking house, and settled myself Io await quietly the arrival of a 'friend' from Amer ca. Mv boarding house wa not far from the celebrated '8cotland Yard, and one day in August I ran across a little notice in a paper which stated that I wap supposed to be in London, and that the dActives were on my trail. This startled me at flrst, and after waiting six weeks I left for Paris, in tending to remain there awhile. In cross Ing the channel I saw a family I had known in New York, and did not dare go to Pans, so waited a day or two and then went to dpain, but as I could not speak Spanish, made my way to Greece, where my French An=abld me to gt. alnng "Did I have much money? Yes, I had quite a large sum, .but the idea that I took $200,000 with me on leaving New York is ridiculous. Most of the money was fout in Wall street; but to go'on with my story. At Athens I met a young Englishman who was traveling for pleamure, and we deter mined to visit Egypt, to which country we went In November last. All this time I was afraid of my shadow almost, and after stopping several weeks at Cairo took pas sage for Bombay by way of the Suez Canal alone. It was dreadfully lonesome, this going about alone, and but few Americans were met with. Froin Bombay I went to Hong Kong, and then foolishly decided to return to America, and took passage on an Oriental steamship for ban Francisco. I was a fool for doing it, but the longing came over me and I could not do other wise. "At San Francisco I did another foolish thing by writing a letter to a friend in New York, which fell into Pinkerton's hands, and he at once sent Mr. Halcomb, who now has me in charge, out after mte. Be fore he arrived, however, 1 was arrested, but escaped and fled into Arizona, but was agaIn captured at Prescott, and here I am. i'm glad I'm going back to New York, as the life I have led during the past fifteen months was killing me." As the story was linshed, the train was entering Kansas City, and the reporter ac. companied the officer and his prisoner to the dining-room at the depot for supper. Ransom was not handcuffed, but the officer never allowed him to learo his aide, and when the train en the Wabash, St. Louis and Pacific Road left for the East the two men occupied a section In a Pullman oar. The prisoner realized that he must suifer for the crime, and told the officer he expected-to get ten years in Sing Sing. When arrested he bad drafts and cash on his person to the amount of about $10,000, and was traveling under the name of WII 11am Allison. wUrteinoerg. The house of Wurtemberg, it is melid, de rives its name from the following legend: A poor burgher fell in love with the daugh-. ter of the Emperor of Austria, and, as the two young people sawr no prospect of ob.. taining the imperial consent to the union, they lRed together into Suabia, where they bought a small piece of land, a~nd establish ed an inn. It stood at the foot of a moun tain, and its possessor therefore went by the name of "Wr am'Berg" or the "Land lord at the Mountain." One day the ECm peror was traveling to Franafort, and stopped on his way at his daughter's house witnout recognizing her. She know him directly, and persuaded her husband to make himself known to the Emperor, and to beg his forgivenees. Accordingly, taking their little son, they all fell at his feet, entreating his pardon, which he willingly granted. Moreover, the Emperor created his son-in-law a Duke ; but ini memory of this occurenice he was to keep his name "Wirt am Berg," which subsequently be came Wurtemberg. .When to Eat uruait. The Spanish proverb has it: "Fruit is golden in the morning, silver at neon, but lecad at night." Americans do not; seem to have heard of this proverb, -nor to have made one from their own experience. Mostly they eat fruit at night, and hence have not the sovereign idea of it that they would have if they had eaten it' at more proper times. 'They eat it as a dessert at dinner. T'his may bethe mot proper time to eat dried fruits, but it is not lbe right time to eat the juicy ones. The Spanish people learned their proverb from eating the 'very juicy fruits, like oranges. These should be eaten in the morning, a little be. fore breakfasa.not later than noon. Bar ly in the day they will, if eaten," prove to' be the beet possible medicine for the bit eWDaeyn as aook Asent. Bromley had but just left college and was hesitating as to what to do when the enterprising publisher of "The History of the World" persuaded him to take a trip to New Brunswick to introduce the work. After some hesitation, Bromley acceded and started on his journey. The day after his arrival he sallied forth from his hotel to commence his canvass, but for a long while hesitated as to where to begin. By and by, he spied a clerical looking person very neat in appearance and dignified de. meahor, sitting on a front step. Ap. proaching him Bromley introduced himself as introducing "The History of the World." "Pleased to meet you. Take a seat," said the stranger. "What have you to say about the book?" Much encouraged '4 the kindly reception Bromley began his story, In which he had been carefully instrited on leaving home, to the effect that the book was "the his tory of the world, from the creation down to the present year, 18-: em bracing full and complete descrip tions of Eden, the world before the deluge the flood itself, the rise, progress, and fall of the Grecian and Roman Empires, with much information concerning other nations of antiquity prior to the birth of Christ; the rise and progress of Christianity, con version of Constantine, growth of the Papacy, the Crusades, the thirty years' war, the American revolution, the French revolution,'the Mexican war, the great ex hibition, the voyages and fate of Sir John Franklin, a full exposition of the Roches ter knockings, the loss of the Arctic, &c., &c., all in one magnificent octavo, half turkey morocco, ot several hundred pages, all at the low price of five dollars-" Here the new solicitor paused for breath. "Any illustrations?" said the stranger. "Pictures? I should say so. There are steel plates by the dozen, lithographs by the hundred, and wood cuts by the thou sand." "Portraits or landscapest" was the next quory. "Both, sir, and everything else on earth or in the waters under the earth. There are likenesses of Adam, Eve, Noah, Moses, Potiphar's wife, Daniel, Hoses, Belzebub and all the other old samts, besides Na poleon, George Washington, Zack. Taylor, Frank Pierce, Henrietta Robinson, the veiled murderess, P. T. Barnum, and in numerable others, besides engravings from drawings by our own artists, engaged at an enormous expense in every section of the globe. Among these are views of the garden of Eden, crossing of the Red sea, tomb of Semiramis, seven wonders of the world, ancient Egyptian methods of plow ing, Italian raees, Daniel in the lion's don, battle fields of Bunker Hill, Waterloo and Buina Vista, LMw open Polar 0a0, bay aud city of New York by moon light, &o." "Well," said the stranger, "that must certainly be a remarkable work." "Yes," said Bromley, "I should say so, Of course you will subscribe for a copy." "Subscribe, oh, no. I don't want the book. I let you go on because 1 used to canvass for it myself, andj just wanted to see whether you know your lesson. You will do pretty well, though you forgot some things, but you made up for that by putting in a good many that are not in. But you forgot to say anything about any of the pictures being colored. Those bright colors always take with the women folks. That's what makes Fox's book of Martyr's go so. But after you have had ninety people say iNo,' and been kicked down stairs half a dozen times, you will learn how. Good day." And, with this, the clerical-looking party went inside and slammed the door. Bronley gased at the closed door a few moments, and then turned and wont to his hotel meditat-ng. e stayed n New Brunswick two weeks longar, but- did not essay any further canvass until he received a letter from the publisher, expressing sur prise and regret at not hearing from his new agent, save by drafts for expenses. This caused Buomley to make another of feet, and he gave a day to steady canvass ing, without any success till near sundown. By this hour no had got well out into country, when in the centre of a large lot, remote from any neighbors, he saw a car penter at work on the roof of a new house. Ascertaining that no one was near, Bromley approched the house, ascended the ladder and accosted the workman with, "Do you want 'the History of the World,' from--?" "No!" interrupted the man sharply. Bremley was mad at last. And looking at the carpenter" for a moment, he resumed, "Look here! You've got-to buy the book." "What do yen meant' "1 mean just this: That I came from Connecticut to New Brunswick to sell this work, I have been here two weeks and ha-re ne' nnoM a copy. I am going back to-morrow, and yo'u are the last man I shall speak to about it, but you've got to subecribo. We are alone on tis root. I am bigger than you, and I have got control of this ladderi" The car penter surveyed the situation for a moment and saw that Bromley held the key of the position, and that there was no escape, as nobody else was in hearing and the ladder was the only means of access to the roof, Hence he said quietly, "Where shall I sign?" "There, "vsad Bromley, handing him a blank book. The man signed and then said, "How much?" "Five dollars." "There it is," handing over the amount. "All right1 you shall have the book in a few days. ' "All right." "Good day." "Good day." "Don't trouble your self to comn. sore again." "Never." With this Bromley wont down the ladder, wont, o his hotel, packed his valise, and startee home that night. catIhvatlon of Sops. It was during the reign of Henry VIII. that hope were first raised in England. Now nearly 64,000 acres are devoted to their production there; 40,000 acres in Kent,and most of the remainder in Sussex, Hereford, and Hampshire. The chief crop in Amerca is raked on the Pacific slope; the amount gathered there this season reachteg from 120,000 to 180.000 bales. American hops, however, are not consider ed as good In quality as those of Europe, having a peculharly rank flavor, the result of imperfect cultivation. Bavarian hope are the best and properly give the fame to the celebrated beer known by that name. With the increase ila the manufacture of lager beer the increase in growing hops has become enormons,and their cultivation in perfection for the various uses to which they can be applhed as am article of daily consumption, as well as in a Medicinal point of view, demands the attention of The Most Rapid Travenug an Record. A genuine Arkanslan lives at Conway. You couldn't induce him to make a mis statement. It Is said that if his ,hfe ao. pended on telling a lie he would scorn the idea. During a lang life he has treasured up little bits of truth. One of these truths he keeps for Saturday purposes. Last Saturday when the usual party had gather ed in front of the store, the truthful man remarked: "Well, boss, talking about rapid travel ing, i'll give you a little of my experi ence." "There it comes," said a man who had heard it before. "What is your experl ence?" "Several years ago a lot of us boys went up the railroad after muscadines. We went on a railroad engine, and traveled about 70 miles an hour going up. After we got there we were all drunk. But it was coming back that we traveled." "How fast did you run?" "Y ou see, the engineer got so drunk that we had to lay him out. I stepped up to the bliamed thing and pulled her wide open. I don't really like to tell you how fast the thing did run." "Oh, yes, tell us." "Well, as certain as I am living, she run so fast that she didn't touch the track only in high placos. Sometimes she'd fly over the tops of the high trees, and then tip the track on the top of a high grade. All the boys but me fell off when the engine struck a tree, and creaned a little. I would have fallen if I hadn't secured a hold on the tender. My pants went off, then my shirt, drawers and socks. One by one my toe nails were popped off by the wind." "Didn't it kill you?" "No, everything finally came out all right. The engine stopped at the depot, drew a long breath, and whistled so loud that the biakeian on a train over one hun dred miles away put on brakes." Leaning Towers. The most remarkable leaning tower In Great Britain Is that of the Caerphilly Cas tle, Ulamorgaoshire. Being between seventy and elgh.y feet high, it is eleven feet out of perpendicular. The castle of which the tower forms a part was built about 1221, and the canting of the tower is said to have been caused by an explosion of hot liquid metal used by the occupants of the castle to pour on the heads of their enemies at a siege which took place In 1326. There are also leaning towers at Bridgenorth Castle, in Shropshire, and at Corfe Castle, in Dor setshire both caused by the use of gunpow. der during the civil war between King Charles and his parliament. Of churches with crooked spires the most noteworthy is the lamous one at Uhesterfield, in Derby shire. It loans six feet toward the south, and four feet four inches toward the west, and Its height is 280 feet. do peculiar is the distorted appearance of this stceple that it is said to appear to be falling toward the spectator from whatever point he ap proaches it. There are several traditions extant respecting this singular architectural deformity. One is that the builder, a na tive of Cihesterhicld, having agreed to erect a church, did so, finishing the tower with out adding a spire. The adthoritdes of the town, not being satisfied with the struc tue, appealed to the Attorney-General, who gave his opinion that the spire was as much a part of the church as the tower, and that consequently the builder must finish his contract by its addition. The subject was, however, fully discussed at a meeting of the Institute of British Archi tects in January, 1855, and it was ascer tained that the oak planks on which the franiework on which the' spires rests, are much decayed on one side, which is suffi cient to cause the divergence from the per pendicular. The timbers also have the appearance of having been used in a green and unsound condition. The action of the sun upon the spire would therefore cause it to become crooked, and this may ac count for its distortion without attributing it to design. TRhe Vaiue of Wives, The value of wives varies in different. countries. In America they are often ex pensive companions, but in the higher re gions of the River Amar, and on the Ussu ri, in Biberia, according to infornmation furnished to the British Scientio Assocla tion by the Rev. Henry Lansdell, the price of a wife is eight or ten dogs, a sledge, or two cases of brandy. In another part of the world, aecordibg to evidence furniahed to the same association by Wilfred Pow ell, in New Britain and the neighboring is. lands on the cast coast of Guinea, the wives are the absoluto propertyof their husbands, and are bought, sold and eaten by their better halves. There was one New Brit ain y oung woman who had rebelled at her matrimonial relations, whereupon her hus band said he could put h'er to better use, and straightway killed and ate her. Urn fortnately, according to the setne authori ty, the eating in New Britain is not conflued to wives. The natives are fonG5 of missionary meat, and think the Eng lish are unutterably itupid because they are unwilling to feast on such a delicacy as the human thigh, prepared in cocoanut milk and dressed in banana leaves. Mr. Powell does not advise women to emigrate to New Britain. The German Census. The next census of the German empire will be taken on the 1st of December next. It Is estimated that the returns, when made up, will show an Increase of from five to ten per cent. In the population. At the last enumeration, in 1875, the German nation was found to number 42,750,000 souls. The Kingdom of Prussia, with a population of about 25, 750,000, possesses nino universities and two other institutions which are uni versites in almost all but name. In these eleven institutions, including the universi ties of Berlin, Breslau, Gottingen, Bonn, Hall, Konisberg, Greifawald, Marburg, and Kiel, the academy of Munster, and lyceum of Braunsberg, there was a staff of profes sors and lecturers numbering -altoeher 958, while their auditors exceeded 1 000 in number, the matriculated students aone being 0,68 strong in the last summer ses sion. -Berlin remains far the most fre quented of all the Prussian, and, indeed, of all the German universities. We are firm believers In the maxim that, for all right judgement of any man or thing, It ls useful, nay, essen. thal, tO se his good qualities before prononncing on his bad FOOD FOR THOUGHT. Harmony and good will toward all men must be the basis of every pelita oal establishment. 0 The superiority of some men Is uer ely local. They are great because their associations are little. Good taste is the modesty of the mind ; that Is why it cannot be either imitated or acquired. In order to dispose our hearts to d. votion, the active life is to be preferred to the contemplative. The happiness of the tender Iieart is -increased by. what it can- take away from the wretchedness of others. Blessings may fall and fortune vary, but the thanktul heart remain.. The happy past at least is secure and heaven Is ahead. Frequent dissapointments teach us to mistrust our own inclinatious- and abrink even from vows our heart may prompt. The metaphysics of salvation are not of so much consequence when one is engaged in the practice of actually say ing men. Do good and be good and despite all that Is said about this word's ingrati tude, some one will love you and gree 1 your coming. The greatest joys and hopes are soon turned into the greatest griefs and fears with them that live by sense and not by faith. Love never reasons, but profusely gives; gives,like a thoughless prodigal, ts all, and trembles then, lest It has done too little. A man should fear when he enjoys only what good he does publicly. Is it not the publicityrather than charity, that he loves? What makes people so discontented with their own lot In life, is the mis taken ideas which they form of the hap py lot of others. Christ will not cast water on your smoking coal. He never yet put out a dim candle that was lighted at the Sun of Righteousness. As the sweetest wine is the - fruit of the press, so are men's noblest deeds often the result of weighty responsibi lities keenly felt. What I admire in Columbus is not his having discovered a world, but his having gone to search for Ir on the faith of an optilon, Occasions' of great adversity best show how great virtue each one bath. For ocoasions make not a man frail. but show what he is. Whenever we have to establish new relations with any one, let us make an imple p-oviolosa *( pat du, of InGul gence and of kindness. Libraries are the shrines where all the rolies of the saints, full of true virt ue and without delusion and imposture are preserved and reposed, Great vloes are the proper objects on detestation-smaller faults of our pity; but affectation appears to be the onl true source of the ridiculous. Politeness may preveat the want of: wit and talent from being discovered, but wit and talent cannot prvent t%4 discovery of the want of politeness. The devil tempts men through their ambition, their cupidity or theit appo. tite, until he comes to the profane swearep, whom he catches without any reward. No man has come to true greatness who has not felt in some degree that his life belongs to his ' race, and ths what God gives him He gives him to mankind. The very heart and root of sin is an independent and selfish spirit. We e'.oet the idol self, and net only wilh others to worship it, but we worship it ourselves. It is diffilult, I own, to blend and unite tranquility in accepting, and en ergy in using, the fact. of life; but it Is not impossible ; if it be, it is impos sible to be happy. Nature says, love thyself alone' do mestic education says, love your ?ami iy; the national, love your country;a but religion says, love all mankind without exception. Trhe humble man, though surrounded with the scorn and reproach of th)e worbri, is still in peace, for the stabili ty of his peace resteth not upon the world, but upon God. UnIversal z've is a glove without fingers which it~s all hands allin, and none closely ; b'ut true affeotion is like a glove with fingers, which fits one hand only, and fits close to that one. Tfhe art of forgetting is the hairdest to learn whiere it ia most in request. It is the happy past, a happ present, and together they, give pldeof a happy future-a three-fold cord not easily broken. The damps of Autumn sink into the leaves and prepare th~em for the neces city of their fall; and thus insensibly are we, as years close around us de-. tached from our tenacity of life by the gentle pressure of recorded sorrow. For myself, I am inclined to thidic the most useful part of reading is to know what we should not read .. is not the accumalatlon of fresh books a fresh hinderance to our real kr~owi. edge of the old ? Does not the multi plicity of volumes become a bar upo our use of any ? Itt literature espiL ly does it hold-that we cannot tb wood for trees. The alternative is not between nov els and no novels, but between novqes and novels; and when, as in'the ease of some of Scott's npbiest produeoe~as, the author has had a moral rest rie upon himself, and is seeking Dn enly the amusement but the prost of hfs readers, it is only the veriebt prudery to object to thoem because they are in the form of fictions. Surely our women cannot think abest' the subject,, or they would never pre' mote the sacrifice of bird-life for~ a re freak of fashion. The rage for feather trimmings has almost snrnh I~tdthe ribbon trade os Conventry wo en and ohildrieii in' th onc are starving bedause feI~hss duced a new style. of s 180* i that to please telatest al, iis taust die and .children raust hitt. You may stand "oh the bridge ~oi entry"? and see scores of eilMi. orlng ther but for te'sup* dure of rboib a~r*u~ bhiat worle]