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'd like a wife-a little wife,
I want no stately dame,
.o regal Juno's lightning glance
Can set my heart aflame.
et others bend, with eager gaze,
At haughty beauty's throne,
lut, ah! it is a fairy queen
Who claims me as her own!
L dainty, wee, and winsome thing
Like her the poet sings,
Vho seems to tread this grosser earth
Upborne by fairy wings,
Vho walks and talks and sings and smiles
In such a witching way,
'hat love must in her pathway spring
As flowers spring in May.
'he little bird, as all can see,
Has e'er the sweetest song;
'o little flowers in the shade
The sweetest blooms belong.
'he little gem of purest ray
Is found without a flaw,
Lnd little women rule the world
By universal law.
[er little head is always poised
With such an airy grace;
he's quite an artist in her hats,
And critic in her lace.
[er dress, however ruffed and puffed,
Is dainty, trim and nea.t;
.nd, oh! St. Crispin's leathern soul
Would melt before her feet.
11 trust those fee;, those little feet,
To never trip or fall;
'11 trust those little hands for help,
If help can come at all;
11 trust that little heart to solve
The puzzling things of life;
11 wait for thee, my dearest one,
Tb be my little wife!
-Harrie Bowhall, in Home Journal.
1ABIE'S GRINIA MMA.
'No, sir F- said Dr. Stone, em
hatically; 'no widows; I've an
nconquerable aversion to them,
nd have followed old Weller's ad
ice to Samivel since my earliest
lyhood, and most carefully be
rare of 'em. If ever I marry, the
ride must be a young girl; so
oung in fact, that I can be al
aost sure-no one can be quite
ure ot anything where a woman
s concrned-that I am her first
nid only-don't screw up ' our
ace in that outrageous manner,
ayne; you look as if you were
~oing to have a fit. Laugh and
are done with it, and then let's
top talking nonsense, for I haven't
he .slightest idea of marrying, or
alling in love, or anything of the
'No old bachelor ever has,' said
?ayne. 'But I say, Doc, if 1 were
rou, I'd have a neat little card
langling from a button-hole bou
uet, with the inscription, 'No
Widows,' for, 'pon honor, you're
ixactly the sort of chap a well-to
o pretty, susceptible wido w would
e spoons on. Handsome, clever,
nd just turned forty- -
'Stuff!' growled the doctor.
What a fool you are, Payne 1'
ind then, glancing from the office
vindow, he continued, as his
riend, with a mischievous twinkle
n his eyes, was about making
~ome further remarks, 'And do be
ilent for.a few moments, if such a
hing be possible, for here comes
~oung Philips' nurse-mraid, and in
Lhurry, too, which is something
emarkable for that usually easy.
~oing and eminently genteel
~oung person. Well, my girl,
s she entered the office, 'what's
1he matter ?'
'Oh, doctor,' she gasped, 'baby's
~ook very sick, and we're awfu]
scared, and his mother's away,
and won't be home till night.'
'Wouldn't be much good if she
was,' muttered the doctor; 's
oung bit of a thing looking lika
'One of the kind a man mighi
e almost sure had never loved
sother--hey Stone ?' asked Payne
But Stone vouchsafed him nc
reply. 'Who's with the chikc
now ?' he inquired of the fright
'The seamstress, sir. We've sen
for his grandmamma, but we' r<
afraid she's away from home too
'cause Mrs. Philips scarcely eve:
goes shopping without her.'
'Well, run ahead ; I'll be there i:
a moment,' struggling into hi
veroaot. ' And Payne ak caIr P
of the office, I won't be long.
There's a new book on surgery to
amuse yourself with until I come
back. Capital article where the
leaf is turned down-a man blown
almost to pieces-but find it for
'Thank you,' said Payne, 'but if
it's all the same you, old fellow, I
prefer something not quite so
When Dr. Stone arrived at the
dwelling of the Philips's, the
nurse-maid informed him, as she
opened the door, 'that the baby
had taken a turn for the better,
dear lamb, and had been s1,eepin'
peacefully for the last ten min
'I'll take a look at the little fel
low,' said the doctor, springing
lightly up the stairs and gently
opening the door of the nursery.
The baby lay in it's crib fast
asleep, and by its side, holding
one tiny band, sat a very pretty
woman, who, at first glance, the
doctor decided to be about twenty
-at the next, at least twenty-fivc.
Her golden hair was knotted with
artistic carelessness at the back of
I her small, shapely head, a few
pretty tendril-like curls escaping
to lie like little sunbeans on her
low broad brow. Her eyes were
large, soft, bright, dark-brown
and shaded by long silky lashes.
Her nose slightly 'tip-tilted' as
Tennyson has it, lent an archness
to her face, which otherwise, with
such eyes and so perfect a mouth
and chin, would have been 'fault
ily faultless.' Her dress, of some
lustreless gray stuff, with a bright
blue ribbon at the throat and
soft lace ruffles at the wrist, clung
close to a beautiful form; and the
hand that held the baby's was
small, snowy white, and delicately
shaped. All of which did the doc.
tor take in at three quick glances,
after the manner of his kind.
'A seamstress-a princess ' was
the judgment he pronounced men
tally as he drew off his gloves,
and with unusual urbanity, pro
ceeded to make some professional
inquiries about the child.
The seamstress answered -in a
wonderfully pleasant voice, and in
a remarkably well-bred manner.
'Baby seems to be all right' now,'
said she ; 'but I think you bad
better wait a little while doctor,
for fear the spasms might return.'
The doctor seated himself; not
at all un willingly, it must be con
fessed, and while the baby still
slumbered entered into converse
with his beautiful companion. In
a few moments he found himself
turning over the leaves of a Brow n
ing which he had taken from a
small table by her side, and then,
in another few moments, giving
her to his great surprise, his opin
ion of that writer and his works.
1 say to his great surprise, for
the doctor was really a shy, re
served man, and not at all given
to talking poetry to pretty wo
men, but this woman was so pret
As he wont on waxing eloquent,
it suddenly struck him that a
needle-woman would not be fa
miliar with these poems, and he
paused, to have her, to his great
surprise, take up the subject and
deliver a criticism far better and
clever than his own.
From Browning and that more
resplendent genius, his wife, to
Tennyson, Dickens, Thackeray,
and at last George Eliot, of whom
the seamstress spoke with a deeper
crimson on her cheek and a bright
er light in her glorious brown
eyes. 'Silas Marner,' she said, 'is
the loveliest-' But by this time
the doctor had become so interest
ed in watching the play of the
prettily curved lips, and the be
witching dimples that came and
went with every smile, he ceased
to hear what the enthusiastic
speaker was saying ; and when
she, looking him straight iui the
face, asked, 'Don't you agree with
m e doctor ?' He was obliged to
stammer, 'I beg a thousand par
dons, but what was your last re
'It is I who should beg pardon,'
said the pretty seamstress, with a
charming little grimace. 'How
thoughtless I have been ! 0f
Scourse you have patients waiting
n, fo,r you. Howi col I g on so ?'
The doctor wished she'd go on
forever, 'But pray don't stay
another minute ; only tell me what
to do if tbe baby is taken sick again,
and if I find I can't manage him,
I'll send for you immediately. I
hope, however, to be able to get
along without you.'
The doctor hoped she wouldn't
-internally, of course-and then
he said, 'I assure you, madam, I
have still an hour at your service.'
Oh, wicked Dr. Stone! and old
Mis. Aspen groaning. with rheu
matism and expecting you by ap
pointment this blessed moment!
'I shall be only too happy to stay
-I mean, I think it necessary I
should remain. These childish
complaints, are, as perhaps you
are not aware often very dau
gerous.' And again, oh, wicked
Dr. Stone! for you 'know you are
quite sure nothing serious is the
matter with baby ! Prescribe for
yourself, doctor. It is you who
have caught a 'dangerous' malady.
In spite of your sneers and scoffs
all your life long at the ten
der passions-in spite of your
emphatic declaration not more
than an hour ago-you have
fallen in love, and she isn't sweet
sixteen, and she is-a seamstress.'
'A princess,' he repeated to him
self again, and then he said aloud,
'I will at least, remain until the
baby's grandmamma arrives.'
'Oh, if that is all that detains
you, go at once,' said the fair one
with the golden locks, a mischiev
ous smile dancing over her lovely
lips and in her big brown eyes. 'She
'Here ?' repeated the doctor.
'Why, didn't nurse tell you?
I'm baby's grandmamma, and dot
ingly fond of my grandson, too.'
Then out burst the merriest little
laugh, that was hushed in a mo
ment for fear of waking the sleep
ing child, for.the doetor's face was
a comical stidy. A Idozen differ
ent expressions were mingled
there, as he remembered that the
girl-wife, Mrs. Philips, had once
spoken to him of her sweet mam
ma-a widow, and a widow for the
second time. But who could have
have dreamed of such a widow,
such a mamma, and such a grand
mamma ? Scarcely knowing what
he did he bowed himself from the
room, forgetting all about the di
rections he was to leave, and
hastened into the street.
'Good heavens, how preposte
rous!l' he exclaimed, as soon as he
recovered his senses ; 'and how
And just six months from that
day Payne was shouting at the
top of his voice in the doctor's
ofice: 'Ha ! ha haL! Be grooms
man ? Of course, I will, old fel
low! But when I think of the
young girl who never loved ano
ther transformed into double
widow-ha ! ha ! ha !-and a
grandmother in the bargain-ho!I
'If you don't shut your mouth,
Payne,' said the doctor, seriously,
'you'll have a terrible cold on
your lungs, and I won't answer
for the con sequences.'
WONDERFUL GROWTH OF A CITY.
-The first settlement of Denver,
Col., was made twenty years ago,
and it now boasts of 30,000 inhab
itants, whilst its sanguine busi
ness men predict that its popula
tion will soon reach 100,000 peo
ple. The region round about has
altered greatly. A short time
since it was but a sandy plain, re
garded as sterile, and now, though,
irrigation, the whole Platte valley
is dotted with pleasant farm
houses, and presents many rural
charms. The town has riot yet
been made healthful. Despite its
elevation-near 4,500 feet-its
lack of sewerage causes diph the
ri to an alarming extent. It is
said that an enterprising "Yan
kee" staked it out in 1859, but,
disappointed in selling lots and
hearing of gold in the vicinity,
disposed of Denver to a vagabond
Mexican for an old watch and a
young mule, and rode off to seek
To establish ourselves in the
world we do everything to appear
a if we were established.
A BEAR STORY.
Wal, 'twas nearly fifty years
ago when Elial Parmelee built his
one-story log house right out here
by the corner of the road that
leads to Cornish. Elial was as
curious a sort of fellow as ever
lived. He was shoe-maker, har
ness-maker, carpenter, mason and
tailor. A regular 'Jack - of - all -
trades;' and what was a little re
markable, be was good at all of
'em. His wife was as true a help
meet as ever a man bad in this
world. She was a spinner and
weaver, and a master hand to
knit; and when you come to make
bean porridge she hadn't her
equal in Claremont. She used to
pick , berries of all kinds in their
season, and always took the baby
-as they called the youngest of a
One time she got interested in
picking raspberries, they were so
thick, and had strayed a le.etle
further away from the boy than
she expected. All at once she
thought of her darling, and leav
ing the bushes fairly red with
berries, she hurried back to where
she left the baby, and horrible to
tell, he was gone! Wild with
anxiety, she ran hither and yon,
screaming for her child. She
looked in every place where it
seemed possible for him to go;
she crawled under bushes, around
stocks and stumps, and pale and
faintstaggered homewith theawful
news. Elial started, and his wife
followed as fast as she could, but
no boy or traces of him could they
find, save the little white cap his
mother had made for him a few
Nobody can tell the feelings of
that father and mother unless they
have been placed in similar cir
cumstances. After they had tired
themselves all out in their search
they sat down, broken-hearted, in
the place where the baby was left,
and tried to think of every possi
ble chance that could befall the
child. All at once Elial started
up with :
"I'll bet my life a bear has car
ried off that boy.'
'Oh! no;' says the mother,
'don't say that!l'
'Yes; I believe it. 1 have heard
of such things; and probably a
she-bear found the baby asleep,
and has carried it to her den. Of
course you heard no outcry ?'
'None i and it may be that she
will not harm the boy. In heav
en's name what can be done?'
'Well,' said Elial, after thinking
for a little, 'it may be that we can
save him, if we can find the bear's
No sooner came they to this
conclusion than they ran to notify
their neighbors. The news that
a bear had carried off one of the
Parmelee children went like wild
fire among the inhabitants, and
within an hour fifty men and half
that number of boys, with rifles,
shot-guns, axes, iron bars, any
thing they could lay their hands
on that would kill, or help kill a
bear, were mustered and ready for
the hunt and fight. It bad got well
along into the afternoon, and it
was nigh four o'clock before they
started. Mrs. Parmelee went to
the place where the darling was
left, and we began to hunt for
tracks. Between the bushes the
grass was soft and mighty poor
for tracing anything but Elial
found a broken twig, . and we
judged from the way it was lean
ing that she had started toward
the place known then and now as
'Barnes' Swamp.' it has been
cleared ever so much since then,
and thousands of great pines cut
off all around it ; but you know
to-day it is the ugliest hole in
town, about. She had taken a
roundabout course, and struck in
on the northside of the swamp ;
but we had surrounded it, and my
brother Bill was the first to find
er t:-acks as she left a spring
where she had probably stopped
to drink. They were big ones
nearly as long as a man's foot
prints, and two rods from the
muddy spring not a sight of them
was to be found. No one had seen
the ber No one had seen
anything that looked like a den.
The sun was almost down, but
tried to help us by lighting up the
dense thickets as it threw slant
ing rays among them. Hope had
almost died out of Elial's fac,
when a scream, 'There she is,'
came from one of the party. All
eyes turned aloft ; and there on
the limb of a tall pine at least
twenty feet from the ground sat
Brain with the unharmed baby !
Her back was leaning against the
body of a tree, while with her
right fore leg she held the boy as
tenderly and carefully as would
its mother. We had cut her off
from her retreat; and the rough
bark of the tree had made it easy
for her to climb-as she supposed
out of our way.
What was to be done? Forty
plans were suggested in a jiffy.
One suggested one thing; another
something different. Ten min
utes went by before anything was
decided on. Elial's voice rose
above the rest, and we stopped
and heard him. He said:
'Ben Sperry, you're the best shot
in Claremont. We will all get
under the tree; you shoot the
bear, and God willing, we'll catch
the baby as he falls. There ain't
no other way. It'll soon be dark
and then'-here his voice broke in
Quickly fifty pairs of stout arms
arose, while I looked at old smooth
bore to see if she was all right.
I tell you good folks, I've stood
up and been shot at'in the war of
1812, and would again if I had a
chance, and I have shot mAny a
wild-cat and bear, but never did
my heart thump as it did when I
drew a bead on that creetur.
It was as still as death, and not
even the breathings of the anxious
men and eager boys could be
heard as I drew my trusty gun to
bear on Bruin's heart. Crack
she went, and first came the baby
-safely caught, alive and well
and a second after, raking the
bark with her outstretched claws
tumbled the dying bear.
You think you've heard men
shout ? Well you ought to have
heard the yell that split that still
ness as the sun set 'on Barnes'
Swamp, while Elial hugged mue
with tears streaming down his
cheek. The young fellers cut two
saplings, sharpened them, drove
them through old Bruin, fore and
aft; and shouldering the load,
marched into the settlement amid
the rejoicing, hurrahs and general
jollifications of the whole town.
CAUSEs OF SUDDEN DEATH.
Very few of the -sudden deaths
which are said to arise from dis
eases cf the heart really arise from
that cause. To ascertain the real
origin of the sudden deaths an ex
periment was tried and reported
to a scientific congress at Stras
burg. Sixty-six cases of sudden
death were made the subject of a
thorough post-mortem examina
tion ; in these cases only two were
found who died from disease of
the heart. Nine out of sixty-six
had died from apoplexy, while
there were forty-six cases of con
gestion of the lungs ; that is, the
lungs were so full of blood that
they could not work, not being
room enough for a sufficient
amount of air to support life.
The causes that produce con
gestion of the lungs are: Cold
feet, tight clothing, costive bow
els, sitting still until chilled after
being warmed with labor or a rap
id walk, going too suddenly from
a closed room into the air, es
pecially after speaking ; too hasty
walking or running to catch a
t'rain, etc. These causes of sud
den death being known, an avoid
ance of' them may serve to length
en many valuable lives which
would otherwise be lost under the
verdict of the heart complaint.
That disease is suppos3ed to be in
evitable and incurable ; hence
many may not take the pains
they would to avoid sudden death,
if they knew it lay in their power.
To be silent about an injury
makes the doer of it more uneasy
The cabbage is a head in the
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UNDER THE CRUST.
The reporter was passing down
North Commercial street, last
evening, lookicg out, as usual, for
bits of news. Across the street, sit
ting on the edge of the side-walk,
with tattered dress, bare head and
shoeless feet, was a little girl
about nine years old, crying as
though her heart would break if
the bitter teare did not o'erflow.
Attracted by anythingunusuaLghe
reporter paused a moment," in
doubt whether to go to her or
not. But in that brief lapse of
time entered another man upon
the stage, and his coming, as it
proved, rendered the scene all the.
more complete. His face, eyes,
garments, betokened the drunk
ard-one who thirsted after drink,
and whose lips and tongue were
always parched. Rough looking
th.ugh he was, a close observer
might detect a something that
bore a faint resemblance to the
man he used to be. Staggeririg
along, scarcely able to keep dn tho
walk, he approached the spot
where sat the child. His dull. ears
caught the sound of sobs, his foot
steps were arrested, and, fixing
his eyes upon the still weeping
girl, he reeled toward her side,
bent over her, and with thick ton
gue asked why she wept. The
reporter stood near, and 'watched
the contact of these two wretched
beings with no little interest. In
answer to that rough man's in
quiry tho child replied that her
mother bad driven her out of
home-had followed her with curses
and blows out of' the only door
that had ever opened to her, and
that she was afraid- to go back.
'Hay you a father?' he asked.
'No, sir; but, oh ! I wished papa
was here; he was so good and
'When did he die ?'
'A good while ago, sir ; and
mother says he died a drunkard;
but he was always kind to me, and
I loved him.'
What was there in that child's
voice that moved this man to
soberness ? He sat down at her
side, put around her his great
strong arm, pressed her pinched
face to his breast, and who uan
tell what he thought or what he
suffered as t be scalding tears burst
from his eyes and rolled down his
bloated cheeks ? He treated that
feeble girl with all tenderness, he
reeled no more; her story had re
stored the man within him. His
home was near a little 'village on
the:Burlington, Cedar Rapids and
Northern railway. He was a far
mer, but his love for liquor
had ruined his body, absorbed
his property, and his own wife
and little ones were to-day in
destitute circumstances as this
child he sat beside. 'Died a
drunkard!l' Who can tell, with
what saving weight those words
fell upon his ears, or how far that
poor waif's influence has gone to
ward his redemption ? ' He took
the child across the street to a
bakery, and saw that she was fed.
HEe gave her some pieces of silver
for future use, and then was seen
to recross the street and go with
the girl toward her home. The
reporter was willing to grant that,
with such a mediator, reconcilia
tion would surely follow, and,
more than this, he felt sure that
the angel in that man was so
much larger and naturally stron
ger than the evil one, that some
holy influences would yet com
bine to save him. Nobility of
heart and soul. belongs to God,
wherever it may be found; and it
is frequently discovered-just un
der the crust.-Cedar Ra ids (Ja.)
A hypocrite may spin so fair a
thread as to deceive his own eye.
He may admire the cobweb, anid
not know himself to be the