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TbT WILLIAM COLLEN BiTAST. . ,
Two dark r maiC, at shot of day, '
Gat wfcera a lirar rolled awa.
With Calm, eeabrawa, aad ravaa kalr 1
111 on was paia, ikliH wu fair.
JIrl flowara, thay aaaj, briaf flower mm-
Brtaf (neat Maoaoa af aamea akaowa ;
Brta aoJSdtaa aprara from wood and wUU.
T. atraw taa kiar of Lava, Um caUd.
Oaa aoftly, fandlr. whlla wa weep,
BU ayae taatdaatk may aiau lika aUag ;
Aad CoMaki kaadala aiga of mat.
Hia wajiaa kaada, acrem kia arewt.
Aad make hie pm where TiolaU hide,
SVhara atar flowan atraw the rtTnlat'a aide,
sd ktua burda ia the mtflT pria(
Of oloadlcaa afclae aad aammer alas.
Place aear him, ai 7. lay him low,
Hla idle ahafla, hia looaeaa-t how.
The etlkea flUet that aroaad -
Biawatftan eieeia aport ha hoaad. '
Sot we aball moan Mm long and mlaa -
Hie ready amito. hU ready klaa.
The prattle arofhia HtUe fett.
Sweat Irowaa aad aiammered phrakas waet.
And (rarar looka, at rest aad hifh,
A ILjluaf hoevea ia that yonag eye;
- AUtheeeehaUhaaataa till the heart '
- Shall ache aad ache aad tear will (tart.
Tb bow. the head ehall (all to dot, '
The ahiaiBg arrow wast with rset :
Aad ail of Love that earth can claim.
Bo bat a memory aad a aame.
. ot thaa hie aobler pert ehall dwell ,
- A priaoaer ia his rarrow cell
Itat he whom bow we hide from mea,
la the dark (roe ad, ahall II axain .
Shall break the clod a form of light,
With aobler mten aod parcr (kt,
A ad la tka ataroal glory ataad.
II If beat and aart God'a right band.
Frnm he Ladira Ropnaitory
. BT ME9. CAROLINE A. 8OCLK.
-. Tb coantenance of Mrs. Lawreuce
"Wor. a somewhat troubled expression,
as sbe seated herself at tho dinner ta
ble, and the shadow deepened as she
passed tbe plate of bread to her Lug
band. It was not quite done . Ia the
ooutre of each slice wus a small spot,
not larger thaa a half-dollar, bat still
: a spot that waa not baked through. It
-was not raw dough.'but a little, just a
- very little " soggy-" Not eTry one
would hare noticed it, not every ue
-- woald have trontlcd theoiBelves to say
: any th'uig about it, and not every wife
would have cared whether or not her
boabaud did notice it. Bat Mrs. Law
. reoca knew " Harry " would notice it;
sbe kiisw be would remark upon it, and
she knew those remarks would rankle
in her seusitive heart, Henee her aax
It was as she expected. As Mr.
Lawrerce laid the slice be bad just
laken, beside bis plate, be exclaimed in
gather a querulous ton.
Heavy bread Again, as I am alive 1
It does seem to me as though we might
once ia a while have some that was light
and fit ta eat, . It is enough to scare a
man's appetite, let him be never so hun
gry, to have such stuff as this set before
' The bread is not so heavy, my dear"
said his wife, mildly "It iV very
light, And with the exception of a small
- : spot, baked nicely. I set the 'emptyings
myself and wet the dough; lest my new
irl should spoil it, and bad I not been
called out 01 Jte kitchen to receive com
pany, I should have tended to tbe bak
ing. As it was she drew it from the
gro a few momenta too soon. But it
' is nice, igbt bread, and as "riget said
good oaturedly, when I point out ?
fault, 'tbe maslejr may cut 9Hfr ?lle damp
spot, and I'll eat it myself.' "
" Bat, Mary, almoste every time you
.bake, something is tbe matter,-and
can't see why it should be so .
Don't, pray,"toak tne out so bad a
bouae-keeper as all that," said bis wife
pleasantly thenzh a close observer
might have noticed a tiny tear nestling
" in the corner of her - hopeful eye.
" don t, pray. It is not of toner thaD
once a month that any thing happens to
either bread, cake cr pie.; But as they
ay, accidents will happen in the best of
families, co there will, once in a while,
failures happen to the best of cooks.''
-never knew any one yet but 1 bad, once
in a while, bad luck."? . '-.
" Bad lock," responded her husband
rather contemptuously," that phrase
ought to be banished from the kitchen
department. - My mother -aud . the
blessed dsujs wss emphasized power
fully" my mother -has cooked these
orty years aud more, And ' never had
bad lack. I tell you, Mary, yon should
cat some of her bread, ones.. : It makes
ray mouth water to think of it,' I shall
Rarer agaio sat inch virtual sbe,
'd to eaok."
n .ni:B. w.-4 Wwtoa'sr..-.
me the willine tools
This was the point which Mrs. Law
rence dreaded. Sbe had beard so much
about mother's cooking " during the
two years of her wedded life, that the
slightest, allusion to it made her nerv
ous' Sho could bear to be fretted at
if every thing was not quite to the taste;
sbe could endure to remain shut np in
the closo kitchen, morning after morn
ing, though she knew other young wives,
mates of her girlish years, were prome
nading tbe pleasant streets, because she
loved her husband truly and tenderly,
and it was a pleasure to minister to bis
rather dainty palate, while to be fretted
at sometimes, she knew was part of eve
ry woman's experience, and one she
must have to bear with a smiling face,
though the heart ached ever so sorely
Sha could even have borne to be. called
careless, extravagant, wasteful, though
she knew the adjectives would have been
misapplied, because ia all those things
ah could have proved to her husband
she was daily amending ; but to be cen
sured because she did not cook like bis
mother, was more than she could bear
patiently. It was a hopeless case, for
no wife ever did cook like a man's moth
er having the hearty appetites of little
growing boys to deal with, while the
poor wife has the fastidious tastes of a
matured man, and mayhap, too, of one
who- laves to eat.
She did not reply at once to ber hus
band. She eould not, indeed, for there
was a choking sob struggling in ber
throat. But with womanlike heroism
she swallowed it whole, aud then said
. " I know. Harry, your mother is a
paragon of a cook, for all mothers are,
and I should like dearly to eat some of
her nice victuals. I do wish," and her
voico assumed an earnest tone, " I do
wish you would take mo to see her and
let me aerve an apprenticeship with her.
I assure you I rould williugly cook as
she does, if I ouly kuew ber way, and
then it is too bad too; here we have
been married almost two years, and I
have ne er seen one of-your "relations.
Conio Tots give up going to New York
this fall and go out ia the cauutry to
your father's won't you ?"
Mr. Lawrence did not anstrer at once.
He was, in truth, a little ashamed of
the only reason which bad so long de
terred him from introducing Lis wife to
the parental homestead. She was a
city born and city bread woman, bad
been uurtured iu affluence, and always
mingled iu fashionable society ; and be
did hate to have her see the contrast
between his lowly home and countrySed
relations, and her stately residence and
genteel friends. ; It was a reasou to be
ashamed of, and he kuew it, for not holier
were the associations that clustered
around the city home, nay not as holy
were they as thoso which clung to that
low, brown home, with its mossy eaves
its arching elms, its rippling spring, its
beaming garden, its straggling orchard,
its broad sweep of meadow, and its dim,
old forest, so like' a picture with its
lights and shades.
' And well too did he know that in all
that makes true men and women, in
sterling integrity, in fixedness of pur
pose, ia warmth and devotion of heart,
the aged parents whom he bad left years
before under that humble roof, would
stand, to say the least, side by t ids with
those who had claimed the young affec
tions of his wifo. Yes, Mr. Lawrence
was ashamed of the only reasou that
hsd del erred Lira so long from intro
ducing to his parents tbe gentle one
whom tbeir only son bad chosen for his
life-companion, and so, though be put
her off with An excuse at dinner, yet af
terward, when they sat together on the
sofa, enjoyiDg that half hour's chat which
he always allowed himself, be assented
to ber wis"), andthat day week was
decided upon as the one which should
presont Mary to his friends, and as she
fj-r, -hirigly, yet earnestly said, present
to her som-; of motier'B victuals.
" I will write tl)Cm ta daT- Tbe7
bayp a mail on ThursJ. ana if theJ
do not recive it then, why " &;turday'i"
will carry it, and as they are always ?l
church, they can get it Sunday, We
must always make some allowance for
country mails. But if they get it Sun
day, there will be time enough ere Tues
day noon, far a, deal of cooking; and I
tell you, Mary, sucb a' chicken pie as
you'll sse iu the centre of mother's ta-
ble- " - .
" You haven't fat since you were a
boy," interrupted she, pleasantly, u O,
I'm soglad t.:st jour'e going." I shall
make me a new check apron this very
afternoon, for I mean to be in the kitcb
en or pantry all the time. You'll nev
er talk of mother's victuals after this
- "Only to say this tastes like ber' s,
and that will be praise enough, I sup
pose;," and the young husband, now all
good .nature, kissed the soft and beauti
ful abaci' presented, - and went on bis
wsyr 6giDeT fr tviaet quite satisfied
with bis darling wife, aitnougn ner
victuAl 4-4 J" t&st4 0 ito'lik tto9
of bis boj'iwody
qn ' third ..treet pppQ.iuwITl
p. h.clark. m. d.
bill at (lie time
amount of aay
. .: tJ.fe.CRANE.M.D.
The next Tuesday morning found
Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence on their way to
the clden borne of the husband. Four
hours1 ride in an express train left them
within ten miles of the place. A car
riage was hired at once, and they pro
ceed. As they enter it, Mr. Lawrence
observed gayly, " Our horses, poor as
they look, can easily carry us there by
noon we shall be in good season for
tbe chicken pie 1"
" And shall, doubtless, do justiee to
it," responded the wife. " I hope it
will bo wide and deep."
" Never fear I know them of old,"
said he, and giving tbe word to tbe dri
ver, they were off, and after passing
many a rich and pleasant field, and uow
and then under the shadows of patches
of woodland, they turned about noon
into what seemed a long, grassy lane.
A beautiful light played in the bus
band's eye as they rolled along, and be
whispered softly as though be feared to
break a holy spell, " this is the home
stead road. Iv'e played on its sunny
banks many an hour with the only
brother heaven ever gave me ; and along
this we passed when we carried him to
his little grave. O, it is lined thick
with - autumn flowers, but thicker are
the spring-time memories that cluster
here," and be turned his head and
wiped away a tear.
A moment after And they drew up
before a little low-roofed house, brown
and mossy, but neat and cheerful, with
rich festoons, of clinging vines hanging
all about, and a garden path radiant
with blossoms, but to the surprise of
Mrs. Lawrence, no one came to the
gate to meet them, nor did any one seem
waiting on the threshold. A shadow
passed over the love-lit brow of her
huuband, and as he assisted her to alight
be saidr pettishly, my letter must
have failed what a uuisance are these
country mails. But we shall find the in
Lome, for mother never goes any where,'
aud drawing bis wife's arm wit'sin his
own he led her up the grassy pathway
Just as tU- y reached tLe scpa, the door
was opened aud a little old-fasLioncd
woman, dressed in " short gown and
petticoat " advanced to meet them.
Ere Mrs. Lawrence bad time to conjec
ture who it might be, the wrinkled hand
was clasped by her husband while the
words, uy mother, my dear mother,'
' my son, Harry, Harry my dear boy, is
it you ?' revealed to her in whose pres
ence she now found herself.
' And is this your wife,' said the old
lady, turning to her kindly and taking
her to her bosom ss she would a long ab
sent daughter. ' You are welcome
child. God bless you and spare you
to Lim these many a year, for I know
by his looks you have made him happy
iudeed. Come in, children, come in,'
aud she ushered them into a cheerful
kitchen, and was soon bury in assistiug,
them to rid themselves of tbe dust that
bad gathered upon their clothes and in
carrying off outer garments to her nice
' But why in the world, Harry,' said
she, when they were comfortable seated,
didn't yon let us know that you were
coming, that I might have fixed np
a little and had something good for
your dinner. You'll have to take farm
er's fare now it's pot luck to-day.'
. " If its only some of mother's cooking
it will do, I know,' said the young wife y
' for Harry has talked of your victuals
at nearly every meal since I've known
biro. And I've come on now,, not Only
to see you, but to have you teach me
your ways, that I may make him love me
all the more, You will show me, won't
you now, mother ?'
That I will, child,' said the old la
dy kindly, her heart won completely by
the gentle ways of her new daughter.
But if Harry thinks my eooking will
taste as it used to do he will be mista
ken, I guess. Now that he's lived so
long in the oity and fed on its dainty fare,
mother's homely meals won't relish so
well.' ' .
- 4 Yes they will mother,' s id her sen,
emphatically. ' And I want vbile I am
here now,' you should cook just as you
usea to ; I want the old-fashioned taste.'
" Well I'll try and suit you boy, but
go, now, 'and 'd father; he's some
whpre about the farm, and be ?pry, for
dinner will soon be ready, and. tibc
bustlcd about to complete her preps
rations. Mrs Lawrence watched her intently.
Tbe cloth was soon laid, and neatly,
too, but in the same style which had been
prevalent when the now aged woman
came a blooming brido to ber home.
The linen was faultlessly white, but it
was home, made, and not as fine even as
that which ber bod used for his servants.
The dishes uere free from lint and
fairly shono,' but they were common
blue edged white ware, sucb as her
son used merly for baking upon, while
the cutlery, though polished with labor,
was of Buch an uncomely shape, that it
seemed (q the observer she could never
handle It, and she looked in fain for
all partt of the county, poat paici at the- reduced
rate.' General and Select Catalnsuaa H
But when tbe old lady prepared to
dish np ber dinner, she watched ber
closer than ever, and a mischevious smile
lurked in the dimples that nestled so
cosily on her soft cheeks, Would Har.
ry; could Harry relish now such victuals
as these? A huge platter was brought
from the buttery to the board, old hearth
and then tho iron cover removed from
a pot of ample dimenisons. First, tbe
old lady took from it a piece of salt pork
all dripping with fat ; then followed a
mass of boiled cabbage; beets, ruddy
and so plump; carrots, golden is sun
shine, and potatoes bursting their brown
skins as though in a haste to be eaten,
Mrs. Lawrence expected, of course, each
would be placed on a separate dish, the
water pressed from the cabbage and it
moulded into a comely form, the beets
and carrots slioed and seasoned, and the
skins removed from the potatoes. But
not so. Proudly, as though it were the
dish of ' four and twenty black birds,'
and ' fit to set before a king,' the good
mother carried it to tbe table and de
positing it in the center, said pleasantly :
There is a reaLold-fashioned dinner,
and I hope it will taste-to Harry as it
used to,' and she turned and went again
to the buttery to fill out tbe unoccu
pied space. There wasa large plate of
bread, which her daughter thought must
be some of that rye bread of which sbe
had so often heard her husband speak
in such high terms, for it was certain
ly different from any bread she had ever
seen ; then there were pickels and apple
sauce, and some late cuounibcrs sliced
in vinegar v. ith onions, and stewed pears
and sage cheese and doughuuts, and
lastly, fresh from the cellar, a ball of
sweet, golden but tor. " '
' I haven't a bit of pie or pudding in
the bouse,' said tbe good mother, ,4 but
I only yesterday fried up a great pan of
doughnuts and I'm dreadful glad on't
now, for Harry, when he was a boy,
used to say he could eat half a peck
Harry's wife compared the maesss of
fried dough, each one as largs as a farm
er's fist and ss brown, with the deli
cate, fairy-like crullers she had been
wont to set before bim at tea, and won
dered mentally, if Harry, now that be
was a man, would not prefer a half peck
of hers. But she- said nothing, about
the dinner, we mean, and waited patient
ly till be should return, to see how ho
could manage to dispose of the hearty
and beautiful meal.
Ha came in shortly and with bim the
dear, old father, his wrinkled face mer
ry with smiles. Very tenderly did he
drew the gentle, young wife to his heart,
aud fervent and solemn was tho bless
ing he invoked on her bead. ' " You've
come to an bumble home, but you're
welcome, cLild, and glad, indeed, are
we to see you. But come, you must be
hungry, I know; sit by and take farm
er's fare. Are tbe men called, wife."
' They are here,' and as she spoke
there was heard the stamping of heavy
boots and soon the splashing of water
in tbe shed, and in a few moments the
three hired men entered, dividing their
glances between the beautiful young wife
and the smoking platter. Without any
ceremony they all draw their chairs to
the table. When all was still, the aged
father reverently bowed his head and
asked a blessing upon the food of which
they were now to partake, and then re
turned thanks to Heaven that once again
their first-born had been permitted to re
turn to their lowly home. Tears were
streaming down his choeks as he con
cluded; aud so solemnly And impressive
ly had he spokon, that for a few moments,
Mrs. Lawrence looked upon the table
with a feeling of awe f Its contents
seemed all to have been sanctified. But
tbe spell was broken, when, after her
father-in-law had sliced up the huge
piece of pork, he said, pleasently
' " Come, now, all help yourselves,
country fashion," and she saw the hired
men thrust their ungainly forks into the
dish and take thence a portion of each
and every thing, and then added to the
miscellaneous mass a spoonful of apple
sauce, another of cucumber and onion, a
stewed pear, a piokle and a piece of
cheese. Could she possibly swallow
snob a mingled mess ? She trie.d it and
filled ber plate as did the others, won
dering to herself what her husband would
do, being in his own home always so
particularly about a change ef plate.
Acd there was a merry twinkle in her
bright, biiie eye. ffhen, instead of help
ing himself at all, be said So his mother,
If you will give me a bowl 0 isilk, it
will be all I want this noon I can nev
er eat pork when I have the headaeho.'
" Does you.r bead ache badly ?" asked
hia wife, mischievously, soareely able to
refrain from laughing outright at this,
his first get off from mother's cooking.
"Not very," said he, "but I am
afraid it will, and so shall keep on the
By this time his mother had brought
him the milk, and it was a sight to glad
den tbe heart of a citisen, so pure, so
sweet, and with sjicb thick, golden
liable, a cistern, and many other coaveniancie.
on said lot. besides a number of choice fruit trees
tipa beautiful and healthr location, and will
WEDNESDAY MORNING, APRIL
u This is nie,,' said he, as he swal
lowed About a epoonf all ; " new I shall
feast," and he reaohed for the bread, but
his wife, who was very attentive to his
looks, saw tbe happy expression pass off,
as he slowly crumbled tbe sliM be had
" I audreadful sorry," said his moth
er, passing' the plate to ber daughter,
" dreadful sorry about my bread. But
I bad the worst of luak with it ; the emp
tyings txk e'enraost all day to come up,
aod then I forgot tbe dough, and it steed
till it soured a little, and tho even some
how wasn't first rate. Ilasbaad had a
mind . that I should give it to the pigs,
but I said that it was better than none,
but it's meat gone now, and I'll try and
have better to-morrow."
" Then- you do bave bad luok one. in
a while, mother," said the younger to
the elder Mrs. Lawrence. " Harry
thonght yon never did." .
" Harry has forgotten. Yes, I be
lieve everobody does, sometimes."
Harry's wife wondered if he remem
bered telling har many times, that there
was no excuse even for poor bread. - But
sbe forgave bim all . tbe pain b had
caused her by suoh remarks, as she saw
with what wry faces he swallowed the
stale, sour, rye bread.
" Wouldn't you sooner have a deagb
nut ?" asked his mother, shortly, pass
ing him the dish as she spoke. " They
are the real old-fashioned kind."
"I am going to get mother's reoipe
for them," said the young wife with
seeming earnestness, " they have A sub
stantial look about them whiah strikes
Bat Harry declined taking any, say
ing that he would eonfiae himself for
that meal to bread and milk, milk he
should bave said, for the bread h left
mostly in tbe bottom ef the bowL
" I am so sorry I haven't a pioce of
pie for you," said the good aether, as
they roso from tbe table, " yon hain't
eat enough to keep a ehiakea alive."
" Yes, I have," said her eon, gaily,
" it waa all -oir Srat ute, only a little
too hearty for a man with the Loadaoha.
Coma, Mary put on your sun-bonnet, and
we'll, be off to father's peach orchard
there's a dessert there to feast the veri
" I gness your headaeho is better,"
said Mary, very demurely, as her hus
band threw aside tho twelfth peaoh bit,
" how you do eat."
" Eat," said he, why I'm almost star
ved. Such a greasy pig's mess as ws
had whan I expected a obJoken pie it
turns my stomach now to think of it,
' But it was mother's cooking,' Mary
felt like saying, but she was a prudent
woman, and. felt the time was not yet
About four o'clock in the afternoon,
the good mother, having knit to the mid'
die of her seam needle, carefully rolled
up the thick blue woolen sock, and re
plenishing tbe firo in the stove, set
About making preparations for suppor.
' Dees Harry love euitard pie as well
as ever V said aha to Harry's wife, as
she tied on her baking apron.
'Yes, indeed, he does tiers is no pie
of whioh he is fonder. . .
. ' Then I will make some for tea.,
' Let mo see you do, mother,' said
Mary, following her into the battery, I
want to learn all your ways.' And she
earefullv watohed the proocas. Bat she
could not help mentally drawing a 00m
parison between her own custards, with
their rich puff paste, their sweetening of
refined loaf sugar, and fUvering of rose,
vanilla er lemon, with the substantial
looking ones the mother prepared, with
the crust of rye flour wet up with but
termilk, maple sugar for sweetening,
and allapioe for ' seasoning,' and she
eould not help wondering . bow Harry
could prefer them to her), and in her
heart she didn't bolieve ho could. But
such as they were, they were made and
set in tbe evon, and thea the good moth
er said she would moke some cream-biscuits.
These Mary said it wss nO use
fer her ta look at, as she never should
have any cream to use, nnd so she ran
out into the fields to meet her husband
and to gladden his appetite with the fact
that he was to sup on custard pie and
Cream biscuit,' said he; wall I am
gUd of that, for I wanted you to eat
bisouit that is bisouit. You'll hardly
dare offer me your soda ones again. Do
you remember bow streaked they were
last time V '
Yes, indeed do I, aod the hearty cry
I bad over them. I wonder if any one
else, ever had suoh troubles in oooking
No need of any suoh troubles, said
he, with that oracular look whioh hus
bands alwavs assume when discoursing
of household affairs. A woman who
has the happiness of ber family at stake,
will never place upon the table a dish
that is not properly cooked.' He had
forgotten his Bother's poor bread ; but
Mary was gonero! yet, and did not re
mind bim of is. She thought of the
eaitttd pie aad txjnm.phj4 t har.
'.' "' 11
st bis old
Sho fancied as she entered the house,
that her mother's countenance wore a
troubled look, and sought an explana
tion. With tears in her eyes the old
lady bewailed a failure in her biscuits ;
they were net streaked with saleratus,
but green all through. I must have
made a nrstako, and put in two spoonful
instead of one. I am so sorry.'
' Never mind,' said Mary, cheerily,
' I know yon can make good ones, for
Harry has told me so, times without num
ber.' 'And that's what makes mo feel so
bad,' said Mrs. Lawrenoo. 'Harry has
made you think every thing I oooked was
just right, always; but has forgotten,
that I had failure like all the rest of tho
rest of cooks, and ho has forgotten toe,
that ho has'nt now tho appetite of a grow
Harry worrsed down half bisouit
and three mouthful of pie, and then ask
ing for a bowl of milk, be slicednp some
peaches in it and made as he said, " a
'I've brought you a hat-full of eggs,
mother," said he, as ho same from the
barn about half an hour After supper,
"end I want as many as I can eat, cook
ed for breakfast. Frtwh eggs are a lux
ury we seldom enjoy iu the oity. I want
some fried and some boiled."
When he went out to breakfast he
found his mother had cooked " a let of
them" but how t In tho center of
tho table stood a ' hugs, deep platter,
filled almost to. tho brim with thiok sli
ces of fat pork, swimming in gravy, the
fight of which would bave sickened a
Jew, and scattered all through " tho
mess ( were a goodly portion ol the
fresh eggs he had desired to eat. Mary
remembered once eooking, when ber girl
was .absent, a dish of bam and eggs,
and sending it to tho table in the old
fashioned way, bam, eggs aod gravy al
together, and sbe wondered if Harry
would leoture bis mother as he had her,
for " such a rgeasy dish." But he sim
ply declined any of the fried ones, and
saying he was hungry for boiled ones,
a bowl fall of wLieli stood hj him. -Now
Mary always dreaded . to hear him
say ha wanted boiled eggs for breakfast,
for unlesthey .were cooked "just so,"
she new what a tirade upon earless
cooks she must prepare to hear, and she
wondered hovr these would suit. He
broke one on his plots- for bis good
mother had never heard of egg enps
broke it, and it was as hard as the Irish
girl's when she had boiled it half an
hour. - '
" Are they all hard?" asked he.
" Why yes," said Mrs. Lawrence, "I
thought yen liked them so you used
" WoU, I don't any longer they are
not so healthy as soft-boiled ones.,'.
. " O, well then, I can boil some more,"
and with alacrity she set about it, but
alas, these latter, when brought to the
tablo, were too rare, the white soareely
" Shan't I boQ you some," asked his
wife. " As I'm used to boiliuz them
soft, perhaps I oan suit you."
" Yes, do," said he, in a tone that be
spoke relief. She did so, as he drop
ped them into his plate, he observed to
his mother, " this is the way I like them
two minutes end a half by the eloolr
Thess'are very nice,"
." Very nioe 1" eaid his wife. Well,
I am glad if once in my life, I have
suited you. . O, if I were only your
mother then you'd never find fault
with my cooking," . and tho eld self
same misohievions smilo lurked in her
eye and dimpeled her lips,
" Why he's found fault with every
thing I've cooked since he eame home,"
said his mother. He's grown to be
mighty particular, for I 000k just as I
used to." - - . . ' -
-.' Why, mother," said Harry, " have
I said a word?"
"No, but you've act ad it. I know
when things relish, and I know you
haven't relished anything since you came
home that you've eat off the table, save
peaches and milk, and those I did'ot
cook. And see your ooffee, you haven't
tasted it hordly." '
There was no gainsaying this truth
ful remark, and as to the ooffee, why he
wouldn't havo been hired to drink it
boilod as it had been for the hour his
mother had been prepairing breakfast,
and having beside tho bitter taste that of
itself would give, another which we
could not analyse, but whioh he after
wards learned was tho result ef boiling
molasses in it, because it was thought
the cheaper sweetaing, and also a bit of
dandelion root to prevent the ooffee
from injuring the health of the drinker.
Your wife must hare a deal of pa
tience to get along with you, if you are
always so particular more than ever I
had, I always brought up my family to
eat what was set before them, and not
complain if it wasn't quite so good as
they wanted. .Women don't always feel
like oooking, and then mistakes will hap
pen, and failures too, and you can't help
it. The only way is to xaaka tho best
ef every thing. At any rate, iaaa
nniinaims in .a.uulLj uuui"
stand, where any quantity of
BsrcnMoq, ana t.eaincr con.
should never fret at bis wife, for good
ness knows she has enough to fret her at
As the good mother concluded, Mary
felt like saying amen, and though she
refrained from doing so, she did in her
heart wish that 'Harry would lay the
words he had just heard, deep in his
memory and eon them over often.
An hour or two after breakfast, Mary
found her mother pickiug ohickeus.
'What are we to have, now, inquired
she, pleasantly. ,
' O, that ohioken pie that Harry want
ed ; but dear me,' and she sighed, ' it
isn't any use for- me to bake one he
wont touoh it. I wish that you'd make
it,' and she looked at her pleadingly.
A new thought flashed through Ma
ry's mind, and she exolaimed eagerly,
'I will, mother,, on two conditions; I
shall have as much of every thmg as I
choose, and you ahall not let Harry
know but you mado it, till wo get his
opinion.' ' " . . ." -
The mother gave a glad' assent," and
the young wife prooeeded at once t J her
task. She spared neither materiel nor
time, and proud indeed was she when
she bore it to the table. Like a rioss of
snow-flakes was tbe rioh, puff crfBt. and
never found fouls a deeper grivo or
more tempting gravy. . . .
' I cant see how jHarry ean find fault
with your cooking when you can cook
like that,' said the mother. ' It beates
any thing I ever did.
'Because it's his wife's and not his
mother's cooking ; but we'll cheat him
onoe. . . , .
' Do you see that,' exclaimed Harry,
as when the horn had sounded, he enter
ed the kitchen- ' do you see that,' and
he oame up to his wife, who stood looking
out of the window, the while idly thrum
ming en it, never evincing by word or
look that her reputation as a cook was
at stake. ' We've got the chicken pie,
and it's a glorious one, too, deep, wide,
rioh, with ornst that will melt in your
mouth, Mother is herself sgaia if you
oouldonly cook like that 1'
Tt doe look nioe.' said she 'but I
don't believe, after all, it will prove any
better than the one I made last Christ
'Not taste .better than yours 1 I
guess then it wilL I tell you, Mary,
you'll own, after this, you never knew
any thing about a olickea pie. You
may well, father, bo proud of your wife's
oooking. I shall be proud of mine when
shs bakes me a, pie like this.' And he
interlarded tbe whole meal with like ex
pressions praising his mother and cast
ing some indirect, and many, too, direct
reflections on his wife.
Do you really think this is a good
chicken pie ?" asked Mary, as her hus
band.at length dropped his knife and
fork." , . .. : .. . ;
'And and would you like some time
to have another like it ?,'-.
Indeed I should.'.
4 Well, then, I will make yea one
next Christmas.' , ... ,. a ..
., 'Youl' - Hia tone was an incredulous
one. ..-; ..
Me i vec Why sot me T I mad
HtTTy'f'ohair found it placenext
the wall in msrvelously quick time, end
quickly walked off towards an old mu
sing spot in the woods, but Harry's wife
never afterward heard any thing said by
him about' mother's oooking.'
Pofclatioh Mexico : According to
the latest census of the population of the
Bcpublio of BIexico,which we find pub
lished in tho last Mexican papers, the
entire numbers of inhabitants is 7,852,
295, to wit : ;
Aguasoallentes... . -.. ..81,637
Coabuita- .1 i' . .66, 128
Chiapas ................. 161,824
Chihuahua ... . 1 47,600
Durango . . . 1 37,590
Guanajuato..-..'.. ....... ...718,770
Guerrero .. .......270,000
Micheacan .... ..........491,677
Nuevo Leon ...133,631
San Luis Potosi . ..874,532
Tobasoo ... ... 63.500
Tamaulipas-. . ..100,000
Vera Crus... -.270,600
Zacatecas. ...... .. . ... . .. .305,500
Distrito .. ... .200,000
Baja California.............. 12,000
Colima . . , 6 1,200
Tehnantepeo ... 82,300
Xtaaoaia 80 J 70
There are 85 cities and towns :
I . f
large villages; 4,709 villages:. 119
communities and missions 1 175 hacien
das or estates; 6,092 farms and hamlets.
Death and tha sun have this in com-
ajob, few eaagase at them steadily.
arg'rWB ea W-e-'i.ra I la , -7usiico'Sr?i a
peace oi Troy Toweship, sulaotl Conntr Ohio,
araintthe property ami efiectf of Adam Ftah-
public "peiiing at "the
The want of leisure is often only tho
want of inclination. " ! f '. (t'
The longer the saw of oontention is
drawn, the hotter it grows, h K,
It is easy to wish for heaven, but
difficult to get a heavenly mind. -
111 news are swallow-wieged, but what
is good walks on crutches. ! a r.T J I If
- Vague, injurious reports are no men'
lies, but all men's carelessness.' 0
Y A quiet mind, like other blessings is
mare easily lost thari gained. '
Men with few faults are the least anx
ious to discover those of others. 1 .
Gold is tbe God, the wifelhelrlend,
and the money-monger of the world.
Strong passions work wonders wnen
there is strong reason to curb them.
Nothing elevates us so much as tbw '
presence of a spirit similar: yet superior
to our own. . 7 ' : : 1' tt
The ear of a friend is the sanctuary
of evil reports ; there alone they are Safe'
Iy preserved. ' .
Truth itself is of no valueonly as it
conduces to upright, ! iwly,. and benev
olent practices. ' - i -'--r'-i s
Men er a lively turn and generous
hearts should be born to fortune ; gain
them they seldom will. . ' " .
- It is solemn truth, there is tnuoh in
all Christians to render their lor to
Christ suspected.; - - xx .
Wherever you see persecutTsn, tfiere
is more than a probability that truth "lies
on tho prosecuted side. ' " ' '"'"r "
Exercise, air, good temper, and tem--perance
are tho principal sources of.
growth, health and longevity. J-,
Our sorrows are like thunder clouds,
which seem black in the distaaooy.ibut
grow lighter as thoy approach.:,;
. These is this parados in pride It
makes some men ridiculous, but preveuta
others from becoming so. . t
' You may glean knowledge by read rag,
bnt you must separate the ohaff from tho
wfacatTythinaan"g. - '; -
. The Psalms are a jewel cl osier, ruad
up of gold of doctrine, the pearls of coma
fort, the gem of prayer. r'T
Let us adopt tho love of peace, that
Christ may recognise his own," as we' re -cognise
him to be the teacher, of peace.
. Prayer is the weak man's Tefujf, and
the strong man's hope; its power opens :
the bearens and closes; the yawnieg of
the pit. 'y, '.. , . :..xj mi.W.Zl ;
It is better to sow a young heart with,
generous thoughts . and deeds, than a'
field with eoro, since the heart's bar -Vest
is prpetuL k.t-jf c.1 zls.t..
Our minds are like certain drugs and
perfumes, which must be crushed before
they evince their vigor and put forth
their virtues." " ' 'J '
The promises are wells or comfort to.
the church;, and prayer and the means
of grace are asvsssels to draw the water
out of these wells. : ' " :
' The shortest and surest way live
with honor in the world ia to do really
what we would appear to be. . ,
A man who tells nothing, or who talis
a'l, will equally have nothing told bunt.
Knowledge may give weight, but ao-
complishments only give lustre, t"T
ny mors people see thaa weigh, . ..
Most arts require long study and -.application
; but the most useful art of. all
that of pleasing, requires only the desire.
2"If a fool knows a secret, he tells
it because ho is a fool : if a knave knows
ono, he tells it whersver it is his inter
est to tell it. But women,'' aod young;
men arc very : apt to tell what secrets
they know, from the vanity of having
been trusted. v
WHAT MADS .TTTftI HAPPY'.
I noticed, said Franklin, st meohanio,..
among a number of others, At work on at
house erecting but a little way -from my
office, who always appeared to boin a mer
ry humor, and had a kind word and cheer
ful smile for every one he met. ;Let -the
day be ever so cold, gloomy, or sun-'
less, a happy smilo danced, like a auu-
beam en his oheerful countenance. Meet--
ing him (one morning . I. asked himj to
tal! me the secret of his eons tan t flow of
spirits. "No secret' doctor," he rcplU
ed, "I have got ono of tha best of wives
and when I go to work, she always has a
kind word of enooursgemejat for mo ; and.
when I go home, she meets me with a
smile and a kiss, and then tea is sure to
be ready, and she has don so many lit-,
tie things through the day to please me
that I cannot find it in my heart. tO'
speak an unkind word to. anybodyy j
CSC" The richest denominatioo, wo
see by the census tables, is the Metho
dist, whioh is set down at $ 14,630,671 ..
rTtt Presbyterian, wluoA
number of churches stead fifth, auks
seoond tp'r its cburob property, neing vm
iimated at $11,271,970. The third is
the Baptist, $10,731,381 f the
the Roman Catholic, 63,973,839;
the fifth, tha OoagTmxtioaUf -y V
062. ' " "