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Drawn o'er tlie airy sapphire of the day
in vague perpetual way,
He sees one dulling film of dreary gray.
The fragrant sward, or dewy leaves thatshine
Flower, bird, lissom vine,
All ho'd weird hints of something saturnine!
Big weights of wrong and insult, always
piessed Upon his tired-out breast,
Imperiously distract him with unrest!
And thiough his mind quick ghastly fancies
Where sometimes he can note
His enemy's loathsome shape, and clutch its
For him alone the exultant thiushes call,
The grand sun rise and fall,
And the sweet winds blow benedictional!
A sovereign sense his being seems to brim,
Thrilling heart, brain, and limb,
That all this radiant world was wrought for
One blissful faith his life divinely cheers
With heavenly joys and feais,
That sometimes leaves his sight in wholly
And through his soul, rich-waimed by sacred
heat," Dear memories move and meet,
Like shadowy ripples of golden wheat.
THE EVE OF ST. JOHN.
It was a warm June day. The sun was al
ready half-way down his western slope, mov
ing lazily, as if weary with the long march ot
the summer solstice. A gauzy haze veiled
without obscuring his brightness, and lent a
dreamy charm to the scene below. Soft roll
in hills a stream winding between green
willowy shores seen far away, a broad blue
river, and the spires and roofs of a town
these were the outlines of the landscape. In
the cool piazza of the old white farm-house,
her home for half a century, stood my grand
mother, a smile on her placid face, and her
mild eyes drinking in the serene beauty of the
scene. Alice and! came flying down the hall
stair case and stood beside her.
"Good by, grandmamma," cried my sister.
"We are going to leave for a little while."
"Must you go to day,my dears The horses
are away, and it it a long walk to S
Why net wait until to-morrow?"
"You forget," I said, "that Frank comes to
morrow and he shall be so busy with pack
ing, and all the last things. And it is only
two miles to town, after all."
"I suppose you must go, dear but it is a
long walk for Alice in this hot sun," grand
mamma added, glancing from my gray walk
ing dress to my sister's cloudy muslin and slip
"Oh, I am not going, grandma I shall only
walk with Charlotte down to the thorn-trees
to take that sketch I have promised so long.
We rahall both be back early to spend a long
evening with you. This is my birth-night,
you knowjust think! I am nineteenand I
want you to make a festival of it."
"Be sure we will. And good-by, now, my
children, for you have no more time to spare."
Alice and I walked slowly down the erreen
path which wound its way across the fields to
the brook. Following this for some distance,
we came to a rude wooden bridge by which
wo gained the other shore and soon a sharp
bend in the stream brought us to the thorn
tree^ of which Alice had spoken. A miniature
promontory, covered with the most softest
and most velvety turf, was washed on two
sides by the waters of the brook, while the
third was guarded by a semi-circular line of
nailed and twisted thorn-trees. A belt of
similar tiees upon the opposite shore render
ed'the seclusion of the place perfect. It was
a Bpot which Titania might have chosen for
h"r couit, so still, so 6ecret and so green.
Thi ough a partial opening in the trees was
visible a lovely bit of scenery, a sketch of
which Alice, who draws with rare skill and
fidelity, proposed to take in my absence. Seat
ed heie on the warm gras&, the stream mur
inuung at her feet and the leaves fluttering
over hei, I left her to her pleasant task and
legaunng in a few moments more the fre
quented path, took my way by the long yellow
lugh-ioad to the distant town.
Alice and I had been spending some months
with our grandmother, and were to leave in a
few days for our home Philadelphia. Our
own mothei was dead, and the warm-bearted
though rather eay and fashionable step-mo
ther who had taken her place did not come so
near to our hearts as did the gentle old lady
at the farm. A part of every year we spent
with the latter, always leaving her with re
gret. I should mention that my step-mother
had a son, the fruit of a former marriage,who
had been absent several years in India, and
at this time had just returned As we had no
brother of our own, Prank Baldwin, who was
a few years older than I, had filled nearlv a
brother's place to Alice and myself. He was
now to be our escort home, as our father was
prevented by some business from coming for
This afternoon I had to make some trifling
purchases at the shops, and pay a few parting
visst. of friendship or ceremony. We had ma
ny friends in S, and the farewell calls con
sumed so much time that nine o' clock was
ringing from all the steeples before I was able
to leave the town and turn my steps toward
home But the way, though lonely, was safe
and I enjoyed the quiet walk ia the evening
air. It must have been ten o' clock when I
reached the gate which communicated with
the foot-path across the fields. Of course I
had no idea of meeting Alice at that hour for,
though she had promised to wait for me, it was
in the expectation that my return would be
much earlier." Yet when I came to the turn of
the path leading to the thorn-trees, my steps
half involuntarily took that direction.
Walking on slowly, I had reached the broek,
and rounding the point where, hours before,
I had left my, sister, when I was startled by
perceiving what seemed in the uncertain star
light to be her figure reclining on the grass
under the thorn-trees. Involuntarily I paused,
half in doubt, half in fear. At that instant
there came from far away in the south the
first low breath of the night wind sighing
across the fields and stirring the stiff leaves of
the old thorns with a pound as of innumerable
airy footsteps. With a sudden thrill, as if I
had been conscious of some invisible presence,
I called her name, but in a low, frightened
voice. There was no answer and, springing
forward, I knelt beside the figure of my sister,
lying fast asleep upon the grass. Her flushed
Icheek rested on her round white arm, and a
smile like that of dreaming infancy parted her
beautiful lips. Lifting her long hair, on which
the night dew glistened, I took her hand, ex
claiming, "Alice! Alice Vane! what are you
thinking of, asleep in this damp night air?"
Slowly she opened her large eyes and gazed
around with a bewildered expression.
"Dear Alice, do rouse yourself," I cried. "It
is past ten o'clock, and grandma will be
She obeyed the movement of my hand, sat
up and allowod me to wrap my shawl about
her. I gathered up hef scattered drawing
materials, and again begged her to rouse her
self and go home.
"Yes, we will go," she Baid but I have been
dreaming so long, I can scarcely find the
boundry line between my dreams and reality
"What were you dreaming of?"
"Oh so many things! I must have been
sleeping a long time,ior the last thing I can
remmember the sun was setting, and I
thought you would soon be here. I was awake
then, and I am sure of it. All at once thera
came from far up the glen a faint sweet strain
of music. Then I distinguished voices sing
ing and presently I was surrounded by a crowd
of people thronging all about me Their gar
ments brushed me, and their fingers touched
my hair, but they never seemed to see
me. Suddenly they vanished, one beautiful
lady alone remaining. She stood just there,
behind that long branch. She was all in green
and I could scarcely distinguish her from the
trees. She spoke to me with a charming
smile, and then lifting her whit*1
it slowly through the air. I looked and papa
stood beside me. I could not move or speak,
but his dear eyes looked into mine for a mo
ment then the figure slowly faded. As I
gazed other figures came by, brightening and
fading before my eyes. I saw yourself and
Frank, mamma, just as she used to look, and
many more, all familiar faces, all perbons who
have had some part or influence in my life.
Last ot all came one I did not know. I turned
to ask the lady who he was. She made no an
swer, but smiled and held up a ring. I thought
I knew him for my future husbond, and turned
to look at him again. As I did so I thought
he bent over and kissed me on the lips then
slowly faded as the others had done. The
next I remember, you were calling me Now
don't laugh, Charlotte," she added, catching
the expression of my eyes.
Indeed, love, I shouldn't think of such a
thing. I am too deeply impresbed by your
doubtless prophetic vision."
"Well, dear, why not? Remember this is
the eve of St. John, and your birthnight.
Everyone knows that children born on Mid
summer-eve are the especial favorites of the
fairy folk, and subject to their influence on
that night. It is plain to be seen that the
lady in green was your fairy god-mother, and
your vision must be prophetic."
Alice laughed, but in a shy, absent way,
and her pretty blush was visible even in the
starlight. In answer to my railleries, she ad
mitted that before falling asleep she had been
indulging in fancies about fays and the like,
naturally suggested by the place and time
but as for the young man, she stoutly de
clares she had never seen, or imagined, or
previously even dreamed of, anyone in the
least resembling him.
Alice was up early next morning, not a
whit the worse for her greenwood nap, and
yery busy with her drawing. I supposed she
was finishing tha thorntree sketch but hap
to look over her shoulder when she
ad been at work for and hour, I saw it was
a portrait on which she was engaged. It was
the likeness of a young man, apparently
twenty-eight or thirty years of age.
"Who is it, Alice dear?"
Alice laughed, but blushed a little. It is
the face I saw in my dream last night," said
"Is it possible?"
"It is the best likeness I have ever made.
That is, in every feature, the face that was
bending toward me when your voice broke
the spell of my dream."
"Well, my love, you have wonderfully vivid
dreams. We must take care that you do not
sleep under the starlight to often."
Frank Baldwin arrived that afternoon, and
we hastened our preprations for departure.
He kindly offered to assist us, and stood
round, man fashion, in the way, putting things
in the wrougtrunks, and making confusion
generally. We were limited in trunk room,
and Alice declared it quite impossible to get
in her voluminous sketching-books. They
were accordingly laid aside to be left till they
could be sent for, or until we should make
our regular visit next year. Frank, roaming
restlessly about, tired of our inattention, spied
the books, and began to look them over. He
was silent for some time but at length he
looked round with an exclamation of sur
"Edward Granger's portrait! Alice, where
did you ever see Ned Granger?"
"I ne\er saw him to my knowledge. Pray
who is he?"
"He is the friend of whose adventures with
me in India I have frequently written home.
Is this your drawing
"Certainly." "Is it meant for anyone?"
"It is a fancy, meiely."
"Well, it's a most surprising accidental re
semblance, considering you never saw Ned
and of course you never could, as ho is at this
moment on his way home from India, where
he has lived for ten yearssince you were a
ahild in a nursery. By-the-way, I see that he
"mogul," in which Edward sailed, has been
spoken only a week out. So we may expect
to sec him very soon..'
A day or two later we were at home, and
quickly launched on the stream of gayeties
always flowing through my step-mother's
house. Fresh from our six months' seclusion
at the farm, we entered with zest upon this
new course of pleasure. Frank Baldwin was
our constant ally. Alice had always been
rather his favorite, as, indeed, she was every
body's for beauty is a born queen even in the
nursery. She had changed in his absence
from a sweet child to a lovely woman and he
seemed so charmed with her now that I be
gan to think this brother by adoption might
become one in reality.
We had been at home a week, when one
day on returning from a drive, we learned
that Frank's friend Granger had arrived A
good deal fatigued with traveling by sea and
land, he was still in his room, but would join
us at dinner. There were to be other guests,
and Alice and I went up to dress. fdo not
know that we "primped" more than usual
that day: but I remember feeling quite satis
fied with my fresh summer toilett and Alice
looked supremely lovely in a pale green or
gandy, which would have been fatal to a com
plexion less dazzlingly fair. "You look like
the queen of the faries," I said, and wondered
why she should blush so at the sisterly flat
"ihe blush had not quite faded when we
entered the drawing-room, and Frank brought
forward his friend. Mr. Granger was pre
sentented first to me, which gave me an op
portunity to quietly observe him while he
paid his compliments to my sister. I saw
his eye light with a flash of admiration for
her singular beauty but this expression was
succeded by one of perplexity, which did
not pass away for sometime.
As I studied the face of the stranger, I was
instantly reminded of Alice's drawing of what
I called her "dream love," aud I no longer
wondered at Frank's surprise on seeing it. It
was, indeed, an astonishing resemblance. You
could have sworn it was the same face. Not
only was every feature the same, even to the
cut of the beard and the parting of the hair,
but the expression of the whole was identical
the same soul seemed looking through the
eyes. Whether Alice noticed this or not, I
could not tell. She was talking in a gay, an
imated manner, and there was a soft light in
her eye and a flush of pleasure on her lovely
cheek which made her even more than usually
I have no occasion to prolong this story
making mysteries so I may as well say the
case of Mr Granger and way sister was one of
love at first sight. Their two souls melted
into one at their first meeting, and the affec
tion which then sprang into life seemed to
grow with every day. There were no serious
obstacles to fret the current of their loyes
therefore its course ran smooth.-" My*father?s
only objections rested upon the fact that Alice
was still so young and their acquaintance so
brief. Against the match itself he had noth
ing to urge, as the young man's family,
character and fortune were all he could ask.
So the young people had it all their own way
and the ever-beautiful drama, so old, yet
eternally so new, went on once more.
For me, I hope not to wholly lose the read
er's respect when I confess to a slight feeling
of superstition in this matter. The singular
circumstance of Alice's midsummer-night
dream, so strikingly and so quickly put in
process of fulfillment, would present itself to
me in the aspect of a prophecy. It was easy
to laugh, and talk of conincidences, but such
talk explains nothing. "Dreams are but
foams," bays the German proverb. Is it al
ways true Are there not, may there not be
mysterious intelligences which, when our
grosser sensses are locked in slumber, have
their hour of communion with human souls,
and breathe into our consciousness the loftier
thoughts, the purer emotions, the larger
knowledge, of theirs
It was a fine morning in June, nearly a vear
from the period when this veracious history
commences. In the cheerful breakfast room
of my sister, Mrs. Edward Granger, still ling
ered a party of three, the young mistress of
the house, her husband, and myself. I had
arrived the previous evening, and having
been separated from Ali during the six
weeks which had elapsed since her marriage,
we had, of course, many things to talk over,
So, though the morning was wearing away,
we still sat there, Mr. Granger considerately
leaving us to ourselves while he read his pa
per by the window. I had forgotten his pres
ence, till a sudden exclamation from him
drew my attention to his part of the room.
I had come to Alice's from grandmama's,
where I had been making a visit, and bad
brought with me among my luggage the port
folios of sketches aud drawings which she had
left behind last year They were lying on the
table, and Edward, having finished his paper,
and getting no attention from us, amused him
self by examining them. When we turned
round, he was holding in his band the spirited
sketch of his own features which I so well re
"Why, Alice," he said, "where did you get
"I made it, of course."
"But I never sat to you."
"No I drew from memory."
"How came it among these things that
Charlott brought from your grandmother's?"
"I left it there last summer."
"What a little story-teller! At that time
you had never seen me.
"No, nor any picture of you yet I had
drawn you, as you see."
"What does she m-an, Lttie?" said Edward.
"Theoiiginal of this must have been myself
or my double
"Precisely. It was your double. Alice
knows that as well as I do."
"Will you ladies please explain," said my
brother-in-law, throwing himself back in
Alice laughed. "You will not believe me if
I tell you," she said, seating herself upon his
"Well, love, tell me for all that."
Alice began the story gayly, but, as it pro
ceeded, her sportive tone became serious, and
her large violet eyes deepened with an ex
pression of earnestness and wonder. When
she ceased, it was with a cheek somewhat
flushed, and a sensitive quiver of the lips
which she could not quite control. Her
husband had listened at first with smiling in
terest but this soon gave way to an ominous
look of exaggerated gravity: and when the
story was finished, he burst into a peal of un
controllable laughter. He laughed till the
tears came into his eyes and when we thought
he had done, he suddenly started off again,
and laughed till he was tired. Alice and I
joined in the mirth, but my sister not very
"My dear little girl'" cried Edward, as soon
as he could speak, "do vou hope to persuade
me that you really dreamed all that about the
green lady 1"
"But it is true, Edward."
"And you dare aver that you were asleep.
am corfident you peeped."
''You impertinent boy! Small advantage in
peeping,wLen you were not there."
"Do you presume to say you did not know
I vxus there?"
'What do you mean, Edward?"
"I mean that my recollection of that kiss
is as vivid as jour own, only I do not pretend
to have been asleep."
"My de ir Edw ard, at that time you were on
the Atlan ic, a week's sail and more from
home It was ten days after the eve of St.
John that jou reached our house, and you had
onlv arrived the day before."
"My dear child,whotold you that I had just
arrived from India?"
"No, one, perhaps but we supposed so, of
"Nevertheless, on that night of the 23d of
June I was near enough to get my first kiss
from your lips. It was a mercy Lottie did no
catch me, though. I had just time to gain
shelter of the thorn-trees before she came
"Now, Edward," cried I, in amazement,
"explain your part in this mystery."
There is a little mystery about my part,
et is true that when Frank Baldwin left Cal
Iutta I was intending to come home the
sailing vessel Mogul, which belongs to our
firm. But as I found it would be necessary
for me to go to France, anyway, I took the
steamer route by the Isthmus of Suez, and
was in Marseilles before the Mogul had pass.
ed the Cape of Good Hope. 1 stayed in
France several weeks, crossed oyer to En
gland, and took the steamer from Liverpool
to Quebec, arriving on the 20th of June. It
happened that one of our clerks in Calcutta,
a faithful, excellent fellow, has a mother and
sisters living on a farm not far from S
and I was the bearer of letters and gifts from
him to them. I might have sent the things
by express, of course, but I thought the wo
men might like to see and talk with some
one who had come from Fred so, having
plenty of time at my disposal, I concluded to
visit them myself. You see, no one in New
York knew of my arrival, or expected me for
a fortnight. I made a detour, and reached
S on the afternoon of the 23d. I spent
several hours with Fred's family, telling them
everything I could think of about him, and
praising him to their hearts' contentthe
good fellow deserves it all.
It was quite late when I started to walk
back to the town. The evening was so fine that
I felt in no hurry to reach my hotel, and I
strolled along quite regardless of the way.
Perceiving afoot-path which seemed to lead
through some pleasant fields to a brook, I left
the main road to explore it. Where I went I
am sure I cannot tell perhaps you, who
know the localities, can form a guess. I know
that I passed through a deep, lonely glen
from which the brook issued, and, following
the windings or the stream, had just succeeded
in making my way through a dense thicket
of old thorn treoe, when I was startled by the
sight of a female figure lying on the grass. I
drew near and found a young girl not dead,
but sleeping sweetly. What brought her
there at such a time was a mystery. The
delicate texture of her dress and the gleam of
a heavy gold bracelet on one of her round
arms showed that she was not probably under
the necessity of choosing such abed-chamber.
If I had remembered what night of ihe year
it wasthe chosen hour of the people in green
.I should probably nothaye attributed to her
a mortal character at all, but should have sup
posed that she"had merely arrived too soon
at the rendezvous, and was waiting for her
sisters to begin the greenwood revel. Whether
under such a supposition I ceuld have
ientured to take toe-liberty I dtf I dare not
say, but, as it was. I think my guilt had some
extenuating circumstances. The dewy red
lips through which the sweet breath came so
softly!why it was not in human nature to
resist the temptation! Blushing to the soul
for the depravity of my race, I admit my
"Your contrition is somewhat tardy, sir,"
replied the blushing Alice, trying hard to
frown. "Pray, how long were you there
"It could not have been more than five
minutes at most. I was revolving the chanc
es of getting another kiss without waking
you when I heard footsteps, and had just
time to gain the cover of the trees before
Charlotte appeared. I hurried away across
the fields, and reached my hotel about mid
night. Next day I started for St. Louis,
whence I had just returned when I reached
"And did you then recognize Alice?"
"No. I remember that at first sight her
face seemed slightly familiar, but the im
piession passed qaway. Until to-day I
never for an instant associated her with the
heroine of my almost forgotten adventure.
In that uncertain mingling of twilight and
starlight, features were not accurately distin
guishable. The only wonder is how she man
aged, undetected, to get so good a view of
"Now, Edward," cried Alice, in a tone of
real distress, "you surely do not believe"
He stopped the reproach with a kiss. "No,
darling of course I do not believe anything
of the kind. But, Charlotte," he added, "what
a strange thing it is, this blending of
the events actually passing around us with
the fantastic images of our dreams! What
faculty of the mind is it whiih remains awake
to take cognizance of things outside the closed
"The prophetic faculty, it would seem in this
instance," I answered, with as much gravity
as I could assume. "But perhaps that is pe
culier to the dreams of Midsummer-eve."
Edward laughed. "It is an odd thing, any-
way," said he.
I think it odd myself, but it is true.Ear.
A Diminutive Stre et Sweeper.
Persons passing through Broadway late
at night may have often seen a diminu
tive figure, with a broom a yard taller
than himself, engaged with the night
gang in cleaning the street The little
sweeper's name is John Boilan, and he
lives at No. 539 East Eleventh street.
Next to "Tom Thumb" or Commodore
Nutt, "Little Johnny," as he is called, is
perhaps the smallest man in this country.
He lives in a small, dark, rear room of a
big tenement house. An old woman who
occupies an adjoining room was asked if
she knew him.
"Know Johnny!" was the reply. "Bless
me! I have known Johnny for thirty
years. Why, Johnny is next to Tom
Turn yoii've heard tell of Tom Turn?"
The old woman went on to relate numer
ous anecdotes about the smallest man in
New York, when he appeared in person.
came up the steps and walked brisk
ly into the room. is not more than
three feet tall, but very broad for his size.
His head and neck are out of proportion
to the rest of his body, being as large as
those of a full-grown man. He was re
ticent at first, but gradually became
more communicative. said he was
forty-six years old, and was born at Bal
ly hochie, County Cavan, Ireland. There
he lived until he was twenty-one years
old. In the old country Johnny had a
small hoe and a spade made tor him, and
contentedly raised potatoes until his pa
rents died and his brothers and sisters
came to America.
Deserted by his relatives, Johnny felt
lonesome, and when the ship which took
them away returned, he went to the cap
tain and told him, he was going to Amer
ica also. The captain advised him to
stay in County Cavan, but his resolution
was taken, and he came to New York.
His small stature was a sore trial to him
at first. He was sensitive on the subject,
and when lie ventured into the streets a
large crowd would follow him, and their
curiosity so annoyed him that in sheer
desperation he at last made his way to
his friend the captain and told him he
wanted to go back to Ireland. The cap
tain soothed his wounded feehngs and
told him that onoe he became known
persons would stop annoying him. So
he went back and stolidly took no notice
of the attention he attracted. has
lived in New York for twenty-five years,
and for eight years has been employed
on the street-cleaning force at full pay.
"I can sweep two piles to any of the others'
one," he said, sturdily, straightening his
little shoulders. Gentlemen sometimes
offer him money, but he retuses all alms.
P. T. Barnum once offered him a large
sum to exhibit him, but tbe proposal was
refused.New York Tribune.
Didn't Konw was Loaded,
"You will please observe," said old
Mr. Lamoweli, as he led us through his
school the other day, "that the boys are
required to display th3 utmost attention
to quietness and discipline, and in a short
time become even divested of that most
annoying disposition to tease each other
in short, they soon settle down into the
gravity of mature years, under the whole
some system I have introducea."
W at this moment arrived in front
of several boys who were standing around
a bucket of w^ter, and one had just
charged his mouth with the contents of a
cup, while the old gentleman was stoop
ing to recover his pen from the floor,
when another, passing along behind,
snapped his finger quickly beneath the
drinker's ear, and caused him by a sud
den start to eject the contents of his
mouth over the pedagogue's bald pate.
Starting upright, with his hair and face
dripping, the master said:
"Who did that?"'
The party unaimously cried out, "Jim
"Jim Gun, you rascal, what did you do
Jim, appalled at tho mischief he had
done, muttered out that it was not his
fault, but that Tom Ownes' had snapped
This changed ffce direction of old
Lambwell's wrath, and. shaking his cane
portentously over Owens' head, he asked:
"Did you snap Gun?'' ,r
The culprit, trembling with fear, mur
."Yes. sir I snapped Gun, but I didn't
know he was loaded.
A coroner in Arkansas, after empanel
ling his' jury, said, "Now, gentlemen
you are to determine whether the de
ceased came to his death by accidence, by
incidence, or incendiary." The verdict
was that "The deceased came to his
death by accidence'in the shape ofga
HOUSE AND FARM.
Hard Sauce, for Puddings.- Stir to
cream one cup of butter with three cups
powdered sugar when light beat in juice
of a lemon, two teaspoons nutmeg.
Pop-overs.One pint of milk, one pint
flour, butter size of a walnut, three eggs,.
beaten light, pinch of salt, add eggs last.
Bake in cups, filling them half lull.
To Prevent Stoves from Rustinq.Ker
osene applied with a rag to stoves will
keep them from rusting during the sum
mer also, tjood lor iron utensils on the
Odors from cooking prevented.Put one
or two red peppers, or a few pieces of
charcoal, into the pot where ham, ca b
bage, etc., is -boiling, and the house will
not be filled with the offensive odor.
Lemon JellyGrate the rind and take
the juice of one lemon, pare and grate
six sour apples, one cup pf sugar,one egg,
one teaspoonful of flour beat all thor
oughly together and let it come to a boil.
This is very nice to use between cakes in
place of other jelly.
Preserved Currants.Ten pounds of
currants, seven pounds of sugar. Take
the stems from seven pounds of the cur
rants, and press the juice from the other
three pounds. When the juice and sugar
are made into a hot syrup, put in the cur
rants and boil until thick and rich.
To prevent the hair from falling out.The
common application, in Oriental coun
tries, is the bruised bulos of the Aphodelut
bulbosus, garlic or onions, mixed with
gunpowder. A infusion of the small
leaves of the orange or lemaa tree in red
wine, containing twenty grains of tannin
perlitre, has also proved serviceable.
There are two way3 to judge silks.
Note the closeness and evenness of the
rib in it, and hold it to the light to judge
the better of this That shows the texture.
And then crush it in the hand and release
it suddenly. If it springs out quickly and
leaves no crease behind, it has verve, and
the quality of the silk is denoted by the
To Cure a Felon.--Take a pint of com
mon soft soap and stir in air-slacked lime
till it is of the constancy of glazier's put
ty. Make a leather thimble, fill it with
this composition and insert the finger
therein, and the cure is certain. This is
a domestic application that every house
keeper can obtain promptly.
Cream Beer.Two ounces of tartaric
acid, two pounds of white sugar, the jui^e
of half a lemon boil five minutes, and
when nearly cold, add the whites of three
eggs well beaten, one half cup of flour,
one-half cup ol wintergreen essence. Take
a teaspoonful of this syrup to a tumblerjof
water, then add one-half teaspoonful of%
saleratus, and drink at once.
Apple Dumplings'Quarter and core
the apple for each dumpling, then put
the parts together with' sugar in the mid
dle surround each apple with pie crust
it you wish to bake them, put them on a
pan like bibcuits, and set them in the oven.
If boiled, tie each in a seperate cloth,
and boil for half an hour. Serve, both,
baked and boiled, with liquid 9auce.
N water that has stood in open vessels
during the night should be used for drink
ing or cooking. By exposure to the air it
has lost its "aeration," and has absorbed
many of the dust-germs floating in the
apartment. If convenience requires wa
ter to be kept in vessels several hours be
fore use, it should be covered, unless the
vessels are tight. Wherever practical, all
distributing reservoirs should be covered.
Filtering always adds to the purity of
water. Drinking water should not be ta
ken from lakes or rivers on a low level.
Surface water, or water in lakes, pools, or
rivers, which receive the surface wash,
should be avoided as much as possible.
not drink much water at a time.
More than two tumblers full should not
be taken at a meal. not drink be
tween meals unless to quench thirst, as
excess of water weakens the gastric juire
and overworks the kidneys. Excessive
potations, whether of water, or other fluid*
relax the stomach, impair its secretions^
and paralyze its movement?. B$rink
ing a little at a time the injury is a voided*.
I have been fortunate in finding a
remedy for terrible affliction from which
I have been a sufferer for fifteen years,
(asthma,) and since last October have
been able to do as much work as I could
twenty years ago. Will send you the
recipe which I hope you will give a place
in your paper, that as many as possible
who are suffering from the affection of
which it has relieved me may have the
benefit without delay or cost. There are
few who have suffered more from this ter
rible disease fhaH I have. Have tried the
best physicians without relief, and all the
would-be cures were total failures. This
recipe was sent me by a friend. I tried it
as I had hundreds of others. I still feel
threatened at times: but one dose, or at
most two or three, is a perfect relief: 2
ounces of iodide of potassium, dissolved
in one quart of water. Take one table
spoonful three times a day. It takes hot
water to dissolve it: After using, accord
ing to direction,for a short time,I only use
it when I feel a return of the disease.
A ttooa aiiltcr.
^T he Michigan Farmer gives the record
of a cow owned by John Heath, near Te
konsha, Mich., three quarters Short-hern,
and one-quarter Devon, the daily yield,
being in pounds. The cow calved in
March, and was milked three times a.
day. The record is as follows: Mav 1,
57 2d, 59: 3d, 55 4th, 58 1-2 5th, 623-4
6th, 62 1-2 7th 62 1-4 8th, 65 1-4 9th,
651-2: 10th. 62 1-4 11,64 12th, 65
13th, 63 1-4 14th, 65 15th, 64 16th, 63*
17th, 58 18th, 57 1-2 19tb, 59 20th, 61*
21st, 58 1-2 22nd, 60 23rd, 62 1-2 24th,
58 25th, 60 26th, 62 27th, 621-4 28th
63 29th, 58 30th, 61 31st, 5 June 1
61 2d, 58 1-4 total, 2,016 1-4.