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ALFRED TKNXYSON'. "
There are some hearts that, like the loving
Clinjr to unkindly rocks and mined towers,
Spirits that suffer and do not reninc
Patient and sweet as lowly-trodden flower?
i am irom ine passer's Heel arise,
And bring back odorous breath instead of
Jut tfeere are other hearts that will not feel
ine lonely love that haunts their eves and
ears ; '
That wound fond faith with aneer worse than
And out of pity's springs draw idle tears.
Oh nature! tdiall it ever be thv will
111 things with good to mingle, good with ill?
"Why should the heavy foot of sorrow press
The willing heart of uncomplaining love
.Meek charity that shrinks not from distress,
Uentleness, loth her tyrants to reprove?
Though virtue lean forever and lament.
Will one hard heart turn to her and repent ?
Why should the reed be broken that will
And they that drv the tears in others' eyes
T'.. .. I L : - l ,,: ... . .
a mi jr un u Huujfin HweiiiDt; witaouE eau,
Their summer darkened with the smoke of
Sure, love to some fair region of his own
Will flee at last, and leave us here alone.
Ixive weepeth always weeneth for the cast.
Fo woes that are, lor woes that may be-
Why should not hard ambition weep at last,
r-nvy, naireu, avarice and pride ?
Fate whispers that so low is your poor lot,
They would be rebels; love rebelleth not.
A Sou's Tardy Vengeance.
A party of troopers entered the
house of a widow, and demanded and
received refreshment. A well-grown
iao, the widows son. waited upon them.
the widow hospitably offering to their
wants all that she had to command.
How do you live in these troublous
time?, Goody r asked one of the mcr
renames, with an air of kindness.
" Well, I thank heaven," answered
the poor widow, "mviood mnn left
me a cow and a garden, with that bit
of field. I do not complain."
"Indeed!" ejaculated the ruffian.
"Corporal Spiedgelt, what say you
to try if heaven helps her without a
"Ach! meinGott! der garten is
enoof! Mit it gome verlacnen ha!
ha!" and the fellow laughed. "Kill
der-schutern machen (the cow) and
spoil ter milch and ter kar (cheese)! "
"Ay," quoth the fellow, with a
hoarse laugh; "and so it will. So,
Goody, here goes, with the honors of
war tara!" and he drew his sword.
" Whnt are you going to do? " cried
the youth, springing forward, with tears
in his eyes and terror in his face.
"Strike the brat, Bb!" said the
trooper, as one smote the loy on the
mouth, while the trooper passed his
.-word through the gentle breast of the
generous home-feeder the poor cow
and, to add to the devil's died, mowed
down all the kale in the garden.
The troopers then departed.
Willow and child were at one; des
tittie of every source of existence. She
won sickened, and died heart-broken,
and the boy wandered away and was
not seen or heard of manv a year after.
Du ring the wars in Flanders, a partv
of soldiers were one afternoon eeated
round a eamji-iire, and. Hushed with
Mine and victory, v. ere relating some
deeds of the past, till they -seemed to
take a turn in vying with each other
for the atrocity of their details.
" I once starved an old dame hv
merrv Carlisle, said a 'trooper, noted
tor Lis ferocity and courage. " I
killed her cow, and egad! destroyed
her greens. She said heaven would
keep her, and faith ! I longed to know
a miracle. But she died ha! ha! she
"And do you not repent of that
deed?" cried a young trooper, leaping
o his feet, with wrathful brows.
" Kepent ? Bah ! what the devil
should I repent for?" asked the other
contemptuously. " Sit down and laugh
at the joke."
" J)i you stand up, you marauding
dog!" shouted the soldier; " for in
the name of that heaven she trusted
in, you shall repent it. That woman
was my mother ! "
And, unsheathing his sword, he
struck the ruffian soldier on his cheek
with his fist, and instantly swords were
Twice, thrice did the avenging son
pass his sword throngh the lxidyof the
destroyer of the jxor widow's living,
and turning him over with his foot, as
,,the other lay writhing in the pangs of
death, added :
"Had you but repented that deed, I
had left you to Gou ; but as you re
jK'ntod not, know that heaven avenges
her in me!" Fivm "CM Sntch Sto
Mark Twain's Report of an Accident.
Mai k Twain recently tried his hand
writing up a distressing accident for a
Boston local paper, and this is how he
did it :
Last evening about six o'clock, as
Mr. William Schuyler, an old and re
spected citizen or South Park, was
leaving his residence to go down town,
sts has IteeH his usual custom for many
years, with the exception of onlv a
short interval in the spring of 150,
during which he was confined to his
ln'd bv injuries received in attempting
to stop a runaway horse, by thought
lessly t rowing up his hands. and shout-1
ing which if lie had done so even a
single moment sooner, must inevitably
have frightened the animal still morel
instead ot checking his speed, although I
disastrous enough to himself a it was j
and was rendered more melancholy
and distressing by reason of the pres- 1
ence of his wife's mother who was
there and saw the occurrence, not
withstanding it is at least likely,
though not necessarily so, that she
should be reconnoitering in another
direction when incidents not being
vivacious and on the lookout, as a
geneial thing, but even in the reverse,
as her mother is said to have stated,
who is no more, but died in the full
hope of a blessed resurreeti m upward
of three years ago, aged eighty-six,
lieing a christian woman without guile,
. II JI r -n-a a si tr nr r In II -a I ' -n -a -h. I v -a-,- -x -d-
HI HIM. II M.I IS I Wfl Ml lil I I UHHII HI I,
n ii j b uuxiA vju in ja i s a i k its B'tri;ii ;ii a in
as it were in property, in consequence!
of the fire of 1849, which destroyed
every solitary thing she had in the
Let us all take warning by this sol
emn occurrence and so try to conduct
ourselves that when we come to die
we can do it. Let us place our hands
upon our hearts, and say with earn'
estness and sincerity, that from this
day forth we will beware of the intox
A Startling Theory Concerning Hy
Hydrophobia in the dog, I am satis'
fied, is the result of the animal having
been inoculated by biting some per-
son suffering from the disease of in
toxication. Startling as this theory
may appear, there is not the least
question but that the facts will bear it
out. First, hydrophobia and manie a
pobi are identical in most pby sical con
ditions subjects aead ot either dis
ease presenting nearly the same au
topsy, beewnd, the saliva ot a man
dying from delirium tremens, and that
ot a doe suffering from rabies, bear
the same chemical analysis. Third,
the entire system of the patient suf
fering from alcoholic madness is so
poisoned that rapid inoculation will
follow any contact with the virus of
the blood. Fourth, the bite ot a man
in an alcoholic fit has been known to
result in hydrophobia. As to the ap
plication of these facts :
1. Y ith the canine race hydropho
bia is never spontaneous ; with man
the disease is know to be.
2. There is not a case on record of
a dog having died with hydrophobia
that will not admit ot proof, if the
facts can be ascertained, that the dog
ad previously bitten an intoxicated
person, or had been attacked by some
other animal suffering from a like in
Geo. WuJi Joirxeox.
Superintendent Brooklyn society for
he prevention of cruelty to annimals.
Co-Education at Wesleyan University.
In 1871, the following resolution
was introduced in the alumni associa
tion : " Resolved that, as there is
nothing in the charter of the univer
sity to exclude ladies from the privi
leges of the institution, we heartily
hope that they may avail themselves
of the opportunities open to them."
The resol ution received a formally unan
imous vote, its opponents being so few
that they did not deem it worth w hile to
be counted. The same year the mat
ter was considered by the trustees. The
question being referred by them with
over to the executive committee and
the faculty, both of these boards voted,
with substantial unanimity, in favor of
the admission of women. The reckless
radicalism of alumni, trustees and fae-
ulty, has been from time to time re
buked with dignity and paternal kind
ness, by the venerable conservatism of
the undergraduates, through their or
gan, "The College Argus." In 1872
four ladies entered the institution, wh
have just been graduated with high
honor. They have been worthy to be
the pioneers in the new departure.
They have won golden opinions from
all. However objectionable women in
the abstract might be to the undergrad
uate mind, concrete women, such as
these, could by gentlemen be regarded
only with resjiect, and treated only
with courtesy. Of course the time has
lieon too short to jermit us to speak of
the results of the experiment. The
views of the officers of the college are
substantially the same as five years ago.
We don't believe that the intellect ual.or
moral tone of the institution will be in
any respect lowered by tne admission
of women. From the stand-point of
an instructor, we woidd say, the more
the better of such women as the few
who have thus far entered. On the
other hand, we have no sympathy with
the fantastic hopes of tLose who look
upon co-education and other forms of
female enfranchisement as a short road
to the millennium. But we do believe
that there are eome women who want
and w ho can utilize precisely such an
education as is given by the curriculum,
the apparatus, the asaociations, and
the intellectual atmosphere of a eenu
ine college ; and we see no sufficient
reason why the opportunity should not
be afforded. Projector VUUam Xortli
Philadelphia people complain thpt
the Thomas concerts are not well at
tended in that city. It is the fault of
the Thomases themselves, then. We
and our ncighlvirs own four, of the or
dinary woixlshed variety, and when
they give a concert at night every
man within two miles of the house
gets up and cries and swears, and
wrings his hands and walks the flaor,
and we haven't kindled a fire this sum
mer with anything but the strange
bootjacks we pick up in the back-yard
I- these days and nights of hen
roost robbing by negroes it may be of
public interest to know that a ew
Englander has invented a tin hen.
He fills the thing with oyestr shells,
boiled starch and extract of carrot,
winds it up, puts it in its nest and
awaits the result. The tin hen has
been laying an egg every day for a
forthniidit and can be regulated so
that it can
lie kept from working on
in i i ii l i i iii ii ii ti i i - - ' " "
COLUMBIA, TENNESSEE, FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 22,1876. I
The Fx-Queen'8 Strange Career Her
Eeturn to Spain A Prospective
View of a Bomantic
Among all the surprises in European
politics there are none which, to the
ordinary observer, appear more strange
than the re-entry of Isabella, the queen,
M'ho on the 19th day of September,
1868, fled from Spain, and in 1870 ab
dicated in favor of her son,Don Alfonso,
who now occupies the Spanish thron.
In the autumn of 1868 everything in
Madrid was in confusion. The capital
was in arras. Even Serrano, her first
lover, hal deserted his queen, and Es
partero Jived in his retreat, making no
sign for the dynasty he had served at
the convention of Vergara; Prim,
with all the ideas of the revolutionists
ringing in his head, was in open revolt ;
and the fleet had already sailed to
bring hack, in authority reasserted, the
exiled admirals. The battle of the
Aleolea had been fought and
won, and the fortunes of the daughter
of Ferdinand were at the lowest ebb.
Serranno had deserted her ; Topete
was in ranks of the insurgents ; the el
oquence ot Jmilio Gastelar was re
ported or adverted to in every newspa
per that reached the Escurial or the
palaces and princely houses abutting
upon the princely mansions upon the
streets leading to the Puerto del Sol.
Isabella had received the golden rose,
but the consent to the alienation of
church lands had deprived her of the
support of the clergy. In all that land
of nearly eighteen millions of souls she
had none upon whom to depend, lo
add to her tribulations, Marfori, hated
by all true Spaniards, was her acknowl
edged favorite, and the nun Patrocinio
had won such an influence over her
mind that the queen ultimately refused
to wear even a petticoat unless it had
previously surrounded the form of tne
woman who was her counselor. The
modern Messalina, the queen who, in
one of the purest nations of the old
world, made adultery fashionable and
harlotry venial; the woman who
pleaded in her excuse the miserable
wedding to an- impotent husband, de
vised by the iutrigue of Guizot, ran
away into France. She emplored the
clemency of Napoleon and Eugenie,
who left JJiaFritz tor the 1 yronian
frontier to meet her. Her tears, her
persuasive Spanish accents, were alike
unavailable, aud she continued her
journev to Paris, a forlorn woman, a
sovereign deserted bv her Hews. There
for a time she lived in splendor, but
her husband, Don Francis of Assisi,
was with her. Had he been a man ca-
ible of masculine duties and affections,
t might have been a consolation. But
Don Francis was vile, a pariah among
his kith and kin even, and at last the
royal husband brought, under the pro
visions of the code Napoleon, an action
to restrain his wife from spending too
frcelv her fortune.
But now all Is changed. Napoleon.
the man of w hom she liegged in her ad
versity, is living in a fo eign grave in
f oreign land. His son, the presump
tive heir to the imperial throne, lias
recently left Woolwich, and his only
friends in the society to which he has
access are men who are those who won
the battles of Blenheim, and Oude
narde and Malplaquet, and K imillies,
and Waterloo the men whose minds
yet linger with ancestrial pride uon
Crey, and Poictiers, and Agincourt.
Queen Isabella's late or fortune is far
ditrerent from this. She returns to
Madrid escorted by Narthincz Campos,
the real hero of the Carhst war, to see
her son upon the throne. Since t
eight years Spain has seen numerous
trials. Hie Carlist war, the commu
nistic insurrection at Cartagena, the
seacelv repressed risings in Andalusia
and Barcelona, the financial failure,
the struggle in Cuba have all taxed
her resources to the utmost. In 1HX
the tale of the battle of Swadowa was
two years old ; the power of Prussia
had grown and increased mightily,
but even then Bismarck himself could
not possibly have foreseen the revolu
tion in Europe to which it paved the
way. Isabella, with all her faults,
with all her weakness, has seen it all,
and at the age of forty-six again re
turns to a land from which, at thirty-
t. i ill j.i t ri
eitrut, sne lieu at tne nsK oi ner ii it
rrr i: 4ir c ... ,n
Marie Antoinette of France. ofCather- I'1 h,er a11 htZ nends- "i"
ine of Jiussia, of Elizabeth of Englan.1, ,,rte,i lportc4 bv some kind
have been told again and again with I 'earted colored neople. the once dash
n i .b i ! n)r lobbyist breathed her last. In de-
aui mr ipuvc ait t'i iimixiivc dim
the fervor of the stage. In none of
them are there scenes, aye, and whole '
acts, such as might be gleaned from ,
the checkered fortunes of the Spanish
A China-boy's "Cousins." j
A "China-boy" has no end of " co;ic- '
ins" (sounding the i a? it sounds in J
pin), in this respect out-biddyiug Bid- j
me a nunorea ioiu. r roni oneio nan
a dozen Chinamen will loiter round a
kitchen if they dare, and one may
feel certain that every Chinese of
them is hungry. To be hungry seems,
indeed, their normal condition, for
they live by scorces in their wash
houses and other haunts, subsisting on
the smallest modicum of tood, in or
der to .-ave money. When they drop
iuto our kitchens to call on a coinrad .
therefore, oiic may be certain thai
those bright little sloping eye are on
the alert for forage. We have hap
pened suddenly downstairs and found
such a visitor in the cioset, Lw hand
in the sugar-bowl. A neighljor met
another emerging from her ' pantry,
eating pie. When thus confronteS,
they laugh and leave immediately.
Not a word is said in self-defense, and
the housekeeper's consolation is, that
they do not dare to take any but small
quantities. But it makes housekeep
ing with them not a state of entire
confidence. It is quite . a question
whether or not to put things under
lock and key. If trusted, they seem
to put themselves somewhat - upon
honor, not to allow, at all events, any
large amounts to be abstracted. This,
and the fact that n drudgery of lock
ing can really prevent theft, deter
mines most housekeepers, we think, in
favor of opn closets. V hether this
ingrained habit of pilfering is at one
eradicated in those who accept chris-
taunty, we do not know ; but we have
been told by returued missionaries
that they have to settle the same ques
tion with about the same solution.
The Seven Wise Men.
.Most people have heard ot the " sev
en wise men of Greece," but very few
know who they were or how they came
to be called so. Here is the story of
them, and the moral of it is worth re
membering if their names are not
The seven wise men of Greece are
supposed to have lived in the fifth cen
tury before Christ. Their names are
Pittacua, Bias, Solen, Thales, Chilon,
Cieobulus, and Periander. The reason
of their becoming called " wise " is
given differently by others, but the
most approved accounts state that some
Coans were fishing, certain strangers
from Miletus bought whatever should
be in the nets without seeing it. When
the nets were drawn in they were
found to contain a golden tripond which
Helen, as she sailed from Troy, is sup
posed to have thrown there.
A dispute arose between the fisher
man and the strangers as to whom it
lielonged, and as thev could not agree,
they took it to the Temple of Apolo,
and consulted the priestess as to what
should be done with it. Shesaid it must
be given to the wisest man in Greece,
and it was accordingly sent to Thales,
who declared that Bias was wisest, and
sent it to him.
Bias sent it to another one, and so
on, until it had pased through the
hands of all the men, afterwards dis
tinguished by the tittle of the "Seven
Wise Men," and as each one claimed
that some one was -wiser than he, it
finally was sent to the Temple of Apol
lo, w here, according to some writer, it
siill remains, to teach the lesson that
the wisest are the most distrustful of
t: eir widom.
The Female Lobbyist.
Celia Logan writes from Washing
ton concerning this much talked of
jierson : She is always painted in the
roseate hues of health and beauty, and
represented as rioting ill-gotten gains.
To read Donn Piatt's description of
thec women one would think that they
always succeeded in getting through
any bill or claim they might have any
interest in, and are paid such large
sums that they can live sumptuously,
but he tells us nothing of the poor
wretch who loses all and gains nothing
Such a one died here the other day.
She came to Washington a few years
ago as pretty and s good a young girl
as ever lived. She was brought up
in one or the western states, and when
her parents died anc left her destitute,
she came to the capital to find some
man of influence w hom she knew, to
try and jersuadehim to get her a clerk
ship. He did so. She made an able
clerk and was liked and respected by
all. It was this eriod of her life that
I made her acouiantanoe. Seeing her
ileum in ine papers me oiner uay, i
-made inquires as to her fate in the
intervening years. By one of those
senseless and wholesale dismissals of
clerks she had been left without means
of sulsistence, and at last after vainly
trying what is so well known here as to
"get back,"she was persuaded by a ld
friend to try her luck at lobbying. For
a while she had a little run of prosperi
tv,but soon succumbed to the fatal and
jH'stiferous influence of so much unscru
pulous male society. With an infant
in her arms, she tell into the direst
need deserted by the man who had ie
l rayed her. Her child died- -she
broke her leg and lecame a cripple
L'rief, shame, remorse and want soon
I 1 1 1 A... I 1.
t iesT.ro veu ner urauiv, aim ner i nieri
scribing her end the darkery said:
" She lost her conscientiousness only a
few hours before she died." Poor little
prairie flower, scorched and withered
in Wa.-bingtonian heats, methinks
vou lo-t your "conscientiousness"
Inner before your melancholy dissolu
tion else vou had not died like this.
Ready-Made Clothing Grown
Very singular, I must say, but one
can't doubt the word ot Huraboldt,and
the Little Schoolma'am read bout it in
his works. The garment grows on
the trunk of the tree; it is, in fact, a
very wide ring of the bark, cut around
as you boys cut a willow twig to make
a whistle of it. and taken ofF the be
headed trunk in one piece. Two
". les are cut for the arms. The
,.uth American native slips it over his
head and considers himself in full
dress. Now, if you boys would dress
in that style, what a saving of trouble
for mothers would it be ! " Jnek-in-the-PiiJjtit;'
For Our Young Folks.!
THE BUCKSKIN BREECHES.
BY OLIVE A. WADS WORTH.
Grandpapa all were once little boys.
Id not that a remarkable poser ?
DeToted to toys,
Nonsense and noise,
Addicted to jack-stones and similar i ys,
Crazy for races with Rover and Tozer,
Yet forced to sit still and say, " Yes, sir,"
and " No, sir ,"
And the boys of all time, experience teaches,
Dave their first new balls and their first new
Seventeen Hundred and Seventy-Six!
That is the date like a burr it sticks ;
For grandpapa told it, jnany's the while,
A he spoke of the past with a eigh and a
The wondrous year,
To memory dear,
Which of all his youth rose up umat clear.
When k-is homespun suit was kicked to the
When his father took him o'er dale and down,
Three hundred miles to the Quaker town,
And in bliss that humanity rarely reaches,
He donned his first buff buck-skin breeches.
Grandpapa had a most notable sire "
Brave, the old General, and stout and true;
Prompted by honor and duteous ire.
He pladpred himself with the nohfe few
JxMik in the list,
It cannot be missed.
He wrote it himself with his resolute fist ;
Among the old signers his name you will see,
Beginnin? with " William" and ending with
Strong to bear stress in church and elat,
He wanted his boy to he just as great.
" This lad of mine," said the fervid sire,
" I'd like him filled with a patriot's fire !"
So, to foster the feeling, what did he do
But buy him the suit of a patriot tri e ;
Waistcoat of buff,
Surcoat of blue,
Queer-cornered hat of a somber hue,
Buckles of silver shining and new,
Stockings of silk, to the knee each reaches,
And a sumptuous pair of buck-skin breeches.
There was the happiest boy in creation !
What cared he for the great declaration.
The throes of a kingdom, the birth of a na
Matters of state,
Little or Treat,
Hearts of oak that compelled their fate.
S-Jcredest vows and death drawn speeches
He d have sold them all for bis hucksain
But alas, for the bliss of the hounding heart !
A frlip, and the cup and the lip must part ;
A hreath, and the sweet becomes a sm.-irt ;
A flash, and the smile has grown a tear;
A space, ami the boy is crying, " Ua ae:tr:
1 he hour is near.
The breeches are here,
But I can't get into them, that's quit clear!
I can't get in, nor anywhere near!"
"Can't1!" said the general, and frowning
While the soldier's pride in his breast was
" Never, again, sir, utter that word !
1 on re a tree born man,
That alwavs can.
And must, and shall perfect his plan '.
See that your aim he just and right
1 hen cleave your way w.tli a dauntless mieriit. ,
Icuve 'cau'ts' to cowards that fear i
" Come, Pomp and Ca;sar!"he quickly cried,
" Catch hold here, both of you, one on a
The suit is right, but the boy is too wide ;
Now firmly tak? it,
Aul thoroughly shake it.
And if it won't bend, why" then we'll break
Manv a pillow too plump for the ease
Has 'to be shaken down ml its pi ice 1"
So the fat little boy wa put in at the top,
While th breeches were shaken, flippety
Thev tossed him up with a iurnp and a hop,
They settled biin down with a sudden pop,
And with every jerk the deeper he'd drop,
Till, finally, word was given to stop.
The boy was in,
As snug as a pin :
Pomp and Ca-sar were all of a grin,
And the breeches fitted as tight as his skin.
Ah, that was the spirit of Seventy-Six I
It wouldn't confess itself caueht in a flx ;
If there was a way, 'twouldn't find and
If there wasa't a wav, 'twould speedily make
When law are vexing, or breeches straight,
It rarely tarried to ruminate
But couched its lance, and conquered fate ! ,
Yet hanpilv, still
Its place we can fill
Can span the deep the river, or breast the
Or leap the abyss with a hero's thrill ;
t or a golden heart and iron will
Arc the lords of everr earthly ill.
Jessie was expecting two little girls i
to spend the afternoon with her. She j
put her baby-house in nice order, and j
got the ba.n-charalier floor swept clean
wnere ine sw ing was
"They are my coin any, too,
" Yes," answered his mother,
vou behave well."
" I shall behave," said Harry.
Before they came, however, from
some cause or other Harry's spirit be
came rufHed, and he was not the pleas
ant little boy. he could sometimes be.
The little girls arrived, and Jessie
kissed them, she was so glad to see
them. Af ter f jieaking to her mother,
"Which," cried Jessie to them "which
first the baby-house or barn ? "
"Baby-house," chose both of the
little girls at once.
" Barn," shouted Harry.
"We must go first where our com
pany want to go," whispered his sister.
" I wont," said Harry.
They went, however, all out together,
and their mother hoped there would
lie no serious disagreement among the
little ones. After a while she heard the
trotting of little feet down stairs, out
of doors, over the gravel walk, into
the barn, and the sound of glad voices
was lost in the distance.
Bv and by Jessie came in dragging
Harry by the hand. " Mother," 6he
sai 1, " will you keep Harry with you ?
We cannot have any good play w here
"Oh!" said hb mother, looking
" Well", mother, I can't help it," said
Jessie. " I have tried to love him,
and coax him, and please him, and we
all did, but it was no use; he does not
fal' in with us, and he spoils all our
'MThat is the difficulty?"
" Why," answered Jessie, "he is so
full of little wonts. He wont swing,
or let us swing. He wont play school.
Then we play horse to please him, but
I he wont let as be. three horses ; and
: he wont drive us on the gravel, but
into the thorn-bushes ; and it is so jail
the time. We try hard to please lum
but he will not agree to anything lve
do. He is just full of his wonts." 1
Harry. I think, must have been
heartily ashamed of this account of
himself. These "little wonts" oh,
what disturbers of the peace are they !
How they spoil the comfort of little
people ! Do not harbor them, chil
dren for one moment in your bosom.
They are hard to get out, if you cher
ish them at ail. And if they crept in
unawares, melt them away as quickly
as possible by the warm sunshine of
an obedient and obliging temper. Ask
God to help jou to. put the crooked
wonts away. i oung Jieaper.
The First American Coins.
Wampum that is, strings of shells
ground down so that each piece was
alout the size of grain of corn was
used by the Indians for ornament and
for barter. The . early colonists,
through trading with the Indians, be
came accustomed to this article, and
ueed it to some extent among them
selves. But as it would not be taken
by the merchants in liurope for goods
ordered from them, a metallic currency
was soon demanded.
In 1652, therefore, the general court
of Massachusetts issued at Boston
some silver pieces of the value of
twelve and of six .English pennies each.
These coins were merely round, flat
pieces of silver, with " N. E." (New
England) on the one side, and the
value, XII. or VI., on the other. The
frugal authorities wasted no money
on engraving, not even announcing
the year in w hich the coins were is
sued. This coinage was, however, so dis
tasteful, because of the absence of any
design, that another series was at once
issued, on some of which is a scraggy
oak tree, inclosed in a circle of dots,
outside of which are the words "Mas
athvsets in," while round the edge on
the reverse is the remainder of the le
gend, " New England, An. Dom."
On this reverse is the date, 1G52, in
the center, with the numeral of value,
XII., VI., III. or II.. below it. On
others of this design is a pine-tree; and
,., f , , .wj, rnsional
; - - , , , - -.
i issues iook piace uuruig nearly tuiriy
i years, yet the date 1052 is the only
j one used.
Charles the Sroond. it is said, re
j garded this coinage of the colony as
jan encrochment on his prerogative.
! We believe, however, that his dislike
was overcome by the statement that
! the design was a memorial of the f-i-;
inous oak-tree hiding-place of v
lather! From "Our CrJouial f'oiis."
bij !. D. Mithiv, St. X'icfoJn.
An Incident at Windsor Castle.
! I told you in a former paper of a
j little octagon room ojiening out of
i queen Elizabeth's gallery, w here this
' other royal lady was taking tea w hen
; she got the news of the battle of IJIen
; heim. In a big hall close by thre
i hangs a little flag worked with the
French flevr-fh' li, which the duke of
Marlborough still presents every year,
m a kind of quit-rent, the tenure by
holds his splendid house of
near Oxford, which the
him. Opixisite fo tins
flag is another little tri-coloreu flag,
! also renewed every year, which is the
j duke of Wellington's homage for the
i estate of Strathtieldsaye, which he got
in the same wav after the battle of
It hapjened to me once to go over
the castle with a great French ladv,
when these flags, signs of victory over
. her nat;ollf Were quite fresh and bright.
! Ymi m-i v minnoep it would have Ix'en
j vorv diaagreeable to have explained to
such a visitor what thev meant, and
. - ...
perhaps there was a little satisfaction
with which we English lookeil at each
other and agreed to say nothing alxiut
them. But there they hang, and there
every year the two dukes send the
proud offerings, signs of the services
by which they got their lands, just as
thev might have done four or live hun
dred years ago. It is a curious little
bit of the middle-ages amid all the less
picturesque proceedings of to-day.
St. Xu fudan.
In one of our western counties, not
long since, a man was tried and found
guilty of stealing a pig. In writing
out the verdict the foreman wrote,
" Wee fine the prisncr knot guiltv."
One of the jury, who had seen the in
side of a school-house, wonted pome
slight change made in the spelling of
the verdict, but the foreman whis
pered: " I know that spelling is sor
ter shakv. but you have to pander to
the sheriff, and the judge and the dis
trict clerk, for that's the way tbey all
speJl. If I was to spell a verdict right,
and they were to find it out, the" w hole
jury would be indicted next term of
the court, and we wouldn't even get
our jury fee for this day's work. You
see they have got the drop on us. Let
us not exasperate them as long as they
are in power."
" Do birds," asks a magazine writer,
"die a natural death?" We know of
many who have probably. IturJieelrr
Thjsrk was a little gathering the
other evening, and some one asked a
Preston man if he wasn't lond of Men
delssohn. He said he was passion
ately; but unless very carefully cooked
it always disagreed with him. Abr
" What," said some one who hap
pened to be chatting with M. Thiers,
" what did the victories and conquests
of Napoleon bring about?" The lit
tle man replied proudly, " They
brought about my 'history of the con
sulate and the empire."
A well-to-do citizen of Detroit al
most had the breath knocked out of
him by the request of a ragged side
walk tramp, who stopped him and
asked : " !Say, can't you lend me
$1 0,000 ? " " What ! W ho are you ,
Sir ! No, Sir, I can't, Sir ! " exclaimed
the citizen . " Couldn't possibly do it,
eh?" "No, Sir." "Tell you what
you might do," suggested the tramp,
""iou might hand me fifteen cents
now, and lend me the balance when
times get a little easier." " I can't
lend vou a shilling, eir, or a cent, r,
and I won't give you a penny, sir.
"Sorry both of us happened to be
hard up at once," sighed the tramp.
and he continued his walk. Detroit
Wk had a guide who knew every
sacred spot in the city, a man who
never failed to satisfy the curiosity of
the most credulous tourist. "Whose
L tombs are these?" we asked: "That
is the tomb of Joseph of Arimathea
and that beside it is the tomb of Nico
demus." "How do Jyeu know?;"
" How do I know ? You ask me how
I know? Haven't I always lived in
Jerusalem ? I was borne here." "Then
perhaps you can tell us, if this tomb
belonged" to Joseph of Arimathea and
this to Nicodemus, whose is this third
Oh. ves, that other,
plied the guide, with'only a moment's
paralysis of his invention, " that is the
tomb of Arimathea himself."
William Crowxshfjet while eating
his lunch during Saturday noon hour
at the Valley shops, unfolded a tempt
ing piece of cheese and saw the fol
lowing lines which attracted his atten
tion, on the newspaper wrapper:
" Every man who wishes to cherish
the loving hearts of his household, will
lay off the cares of busmen with hi
working clothes, and carry cheerful
ness and smiles into his home." " Now
that's a right sensible piece," observed
William critically. " I'll be blamed
if I don't try that thing ami see H it
won't help the old woman s jaw and
thfi voumr one s vowl. As he came
near home in the evening he put on a
smile that made his smutty face look
like a potato the wheeloarrow had
run over, and going into the house
slapped down his plicky, jerked off his
dicky and danced a hornpipe on the
kitchen floor, all the time grinning
like a man having a tooth pulled, and
ended by throwing bis arms around
his wife," as she proded half a f had in
the frying pan, and shouting : " Give
us a buss, ole 'ooman
For I'm jn-t as happy as :i siunip-taiied dog
That's found a bone in the garden."
But he never got any further. Mrs.
Crownsheet rose up and glared at him
like a lioness at bay. " William
Crownsheet! and has ft come to this?
Have I made your fires and cooked
your meals and 'washed your shirts for
fifteen vears to have vou come home
drunk before su riper :
lie, heaven bless you, I'm not dru
I'm only cheerful." " Cheerful .' ys,
a cheerful looking object you are to
come home to a houseful of innocent
children. Just look at that jaior dear
little Robert II. Saver Crownsheet sit
ting there staring his eyts out of his
head at his idiotic old father. Oh !
I'm ashamed of you." " You're all
wrong, Mollie; I'm only takin' otr my
cares along with my clothes, and
bringing cheerfulness home to the lov
ing hearts of mv household. "Why,
bless my heart, "if I don't lielieve the
man has gone clear crazy. Here,
Matilda, run out and ask one of the
neighlnir men to come in and protect
u'. Tell 'em jour father has got
something horrible the matter with
him," and shoved the girl out at the
back door, and grabbing the baby by
one arm she fled up stairs. The neigh
liors came iu and looked suspicious at
William; as he washed his lace iu the
back yard; then be went int the
bouse 'hikI he heard them comforting
his wife, w lio was crying by the apron
ful. They guessed he would le all
right directly be had only taken a
little too much on an empty stomach.
William says, this morning, that he
never saw a newspaper in his life that
was worth a cuss.
A Crab Race Under Water.
The great taste for sjiorting has ac
quired such proportions among all
classes during the past twenty-five
years, that even those who are, by their
occupations and vecuniary positions,
deprived of the recreation of a good
race, feel the necessity of getting up
little contests for their own diversion.
This irrepress-ihle desire for sport,
which has caused the ruin of hundreds
in the higher classes of society, is illus
trated in the following episode, which
occurred not long since :
A wrecker who had agreed to com
plete a contract in a given time, dis
covered that his divers were apparent-.
ly performing but a small amount of
labor while under the water, and that
if he did not superintend them Iih
contract would be forfeited, decided on
going below among them. He accord
ingly secured a diving armor and de
scended. Nothing could exceed his
surprise when he reached the bottom
and f.i.id I.-'.v.n workmen sur
rounding seven crabs, upon whofi5
backs were ins' i ilx d the names of the
principal race horses of the country,
and which they had matched for a
race, which was progressing when he