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" Do thou Groat Liberty Inspire our Souls and make our lives in thy possession happy, or our Deaths Glorious in thy Just Defence."
YOI.. XII.
I1 111 -1
NO.-8.
Talking In Their Sleep.
"You think 1 um doini,"
Tho apple tree said,
" boonu so I havo never ? loaf lo show
UecAuso I stoop,
.And ?i?y branches droop,
Amt tito tl lill K?'-y inoasca over toa grow .
feilt ?'m all allvo in trunk and shoot ;
t ho buds of next May
I fold away
Hill 1 pdy Hio withered ?rasa at my root."
"You think I am dead,"
Tho (inicie urass ?i?*i,
11 J?ccaiiso I have parted with atom and
hlntiol
Hut under the ground
I am safe and sound,
With llio snow's thiele blankot over ino
laid. *
L'in ul) alive, and ready to shoot,
Bhoilid tlio Spring of tho Year
Como dnnetttg hero
Pul ' pdy tim (luwor without branch or
root,"
"You itiiiilc I am dead,"
A soft voico said,
" btv inls? not a branch or root 1 own !
i nover havo died,
Hut closo 1 hido
Ju a pt ? ray seed that tho wind has sown.
Patient 1 walt through tho long wlnlor
hours ;
You will seo mo nenin
1 shall laugh at you, then,
On! ol I lip eye? of a hundred flowcrBl"
DOING WASHING.
"I nindi charge seventy-five cents for
thal ?Swiss muslin dross, with thc
donn?es and tho lace insertion," said
llosamond Ray forth, as sho shook out
a white, fluffy mass,and pinned it deftly
on a lino which was stretched from a
silver-birch tico to a tall, young moun
tain-ash. "It's worth moro than that,
but theso fashionable ladies aro so
distressingly parsimonious in their
ideas 1"
Tho orango glow of tho sunriso was
just (huging its sheaf of reddening
arrows across tho wooded sido of Spicc
bcrry Mountain; tho birds were whist
ling their mating songs, and tho hidden
waters of Spicoberry Creek wore swirl
ing with merry music around tho
quailed treo-roots, and moss-cover?d
boulders that obtruded themselves
?ivross ita current.
Tho wild clematis and rank fox-grape
vines that had wreathed themselves
picturesquely above the deserted
charcoal-burner's cabin wero fluttering
their tendrils in tho morning breeze;
and tho fire of dead sticks was cracking
bravely nuder a hugo kettle, where
Miss Kayforth'ssecond tubful of clothes
was already boiling like a witch's
cauldron.
For sho and Clara Seton, her room
mate at collogo, had como up hero
before tho dawn had unfurled its pearly
banners, kindled thoir firo and gone
bravely to work.
"Doesn't it soem ridiculous?" said
llosamond, as ?ho sorted out half a
dozen or so of sheer linen pocket
handkerchiefs, and plunged i hem up
and down in tho bluing-pail. "Last
night, you and I wore waltzing in the
ball-room with thoso two young army
officers; this morning wo arc getting
out om wash. Just hand mo a few of
thoso clothes-pins, Clara, please I How
romaneo and reality do jostle ono
another in this world, to-be-suro !
Theso handkerchiefs will dry directly,
Hie sun touches them, and theil wo can
hiive the linos for tho largo articles.
A re you suro tho starch isn't lumpy,
Clara? Miss Cavondish is . so very
particular about lier lawn wrappers.
And how aro tho irons heating up ?"
Clara Seton, who had just finished
coiling up her inky-black hair,?and had
transfix od it with a long shell pin,
peeped into an impromptu furnaeo of
charcoal that glowed under tho slopo of
a prodigious rock, before which half a
dozen b?tirons wore sot on omi."
"They'll bo In primo ordor in half an
hour,-' said she, "Do you supposo,
llo?y, thoy'll bo there to-night again V"
"Tho flatirons?"
"No, tho army officers."
"Most likoly," said Rosamond, with
a clothes-pin in hor mouth, as sho stood
on tiptoe to'liang a ruffled petticoat to
the bree.'.o. "I heard thom ask Flora
K?ster if wo wero staying at the Moun
tain Houso."
'.Oh, did you? And what did sho
say ?"
.'She said sho believed we wero camp
ing ont somowherc."
"So wo are," said Clara, laughing.
"And sho added-tho doar gossipy
litt e thing I- that wo wero artists, who
spent most of our time in skotehing.
There, Clara, tho clothes-lines tiro full
at last. WoMl adjourn long enough to
drink our cold coffco and cat somo
bread and milk. Oh yes ! wo'ro camp
ing out-there can't bo any mistake
about that," sho went on, with a laugh,
as tho two girls sat down In tho shado
ol the hazel bushes to partako of their
simple morning meal. "Hut I oflon
wonder what tho Mountain Houso
people would ?ay if they know that icc
were tho French laundresses to whom
tho landlord's wife sends thoir muslin
gowns and Swiss polonaises to bo done
up."
"What do wo can ?" retorted Clara,
with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Nothing in tho world. Hut isn't it
comical, Clara, when one thinks back
over it all ? How we caine hero with
our easels und our palettes and our
color-tubes,, expecting to make our
fortunes as artists, painting woodland
scenes on birchbark, and reproducing
the sunsets on bits of mill-board. And
then we discovered that every farmer's
daughter in the neighborhood was doing
the same thing, and that art was at a
hopeless discount. And next-you re
member Clara-wo tried to play tho
piano for the dancing, until the colored
1 Tiddlers came over the mountain and
underbid ns altogether. And wo had
no money to buy our tickets back io
the city, nor to pay our hotel bills,
until-until-one fortunato day tire
laundress lost her temper and left at an
hour's notice, and I helped Mrs. Fitch
out ot her dilemma !"
"And now," said ('lara, "wo aro
making eight or ten dollars a week."
"Out ot the wash-tub," said
Rosamond, blithely; "and boarding
ourselves. Oh, how thankful 1 am that
I spent that long, dreary, dismal winier
with old Aunt Abigail, in a haunted
house whero no help could bo induced
to slay, and then and Micro learned lo
wash and hon equal to any heathen
Chineo !"
"I believe, Rosamond," "that you
would laugh at anything. "
"Hut it is so ridiculous," persisted
merry Rosamond. "To think of thc
downfall that our lofty ideas had.
From artist to washerwoman ! From
Prussian blue and Venetian red lt
indigo bags and starch 1"
And she jumped up and ran back lc
the boiler, which was now spluttering
and bubbling like some infuriatet
monster.
"It's boiling over, Clara-it's boiling
ovcrl" sho cried, in loud, sweo
accents. "Help me off with lt-quick
or tho clothes will bo burned.
"Allow me," spoke a calm, dee]
voice; and the next inomont tho ketth
was swung oft tho impromptu cram
upon tho grass below, and ltosamoiu
Hayforth found herself taco lo fa?
with Captain Alford, the taller am
handsomer of tho two olllcers will
whom she had waltzed tho mid nigh
before. Whilo Harry Drayton, th
younger cavalryman, advanced througl
tho bushos, with his gun balanced ovei
hisshouldor, and the countenance ol
ono who was sure of welcome.
".So this is camp !" said he.
"Yes," said Rosamond, steoling her
self to Hie occasion; "this is the camp
Won't you walk in, Captain Alford
And you, Mr. Drayton V"
"Hut I shall bo interrupting you !"
Rosamond smiled*, a cheery spark!
came into her soft, dark eyes.
"A littlo," she owned. "Wo an
always busy at this time of day, Clari
and I. In tho afternoon-only in th
afternoon-you will probably seo us ai
tho hotel, in our host frocks and witl
our hair out of crimping-pins.
Captain Alford glanced helplessly
around.
"Oh, I seo," said lie. "Hut jusl
hero you arc-"
"Doing tho washing," expiai no.?
Rosamond, serenely, "Don't you se
thc clothos on tho lines ? And wo glin!
bo ironing in an hour or two. We ar
working-bees, Captain Alford,"
"Couldn't wo help?" said Hair
Drayton, grounding arms at once.
"I'm afraid not !" said Clara redden
ing.
"Oh, Captain Alford," cried Rosn
mond, unable longer to ropress he
laughter, "don't look so bewildered
and I'll toll you tho beginning, th
middle and tho end of Rat once !"
"I suppose you aro doing this for
joke," said Captain Alford; "or as
wager, perhaps. Radios do sometime
bet, as I havo heard."
Hut Rosamond shook her head, Bli
with tho roguish dimples gleamin
around her lips, tho diamond-sparkh
In her oyos.
"No," said sho, "wo aro not doing
for a joko, nor yet for a wngor. AV
carno up boro ns artists, but we soo
lound that wo should ?tarvo to deat
on art."
j And sho told tho wholo of her simp
story.
"Ko ono know lt but Mrs. Field, t l
landlady," said sho. "Not that wo ai
ashamed of it, but"-with a sttddc
rising of color to lior cheeks-"oi
doesn't like to bo talked about, ye
know."
"Ashamed I" cried tho captain. 1
should think not. Why, I never sa
such plucky girls in my life."
"You aro regular heroines," ai
plauded Mr. Drayton,
They sat and talked until tho bb
shadows crept off tho mountain-side,
and the tramp of tho guido's footsteps
on tho rocks warned tho two ollleers
that it was time to set forth on their
day's expedition*, and when they
vanished into tho glens, Clara and
1 rosamond stood watching them.
"Cor the last time ?"said Rosamond.
Clara started.
"Why ?" said she.
" Why, because /" said Rosamond.
"Vouwillr.ee. lt's very easy to talk,
hut they will not como back to us again.
If there's anything a tuan dislikes, it is
lo seo a woman strike out for herself."
''.Nonsense !" said Clara.
"It is true," iioddcd Rosamond.
"You will sec.
Hut her prophesies failed. Tho two
hunters .stopped on their way back, lo
leave somo squirrels and a tempting
branch ol' wild plums at tho charcoal
cabin. The next day they strolled up
again.
"lt's a deal jollier up here than it is
down at the hotel," declared Alford.
"If we shant bore you," said Dray
ton.
And so they kept coming until tho
end of tho season arrived, garlanded
about with still night frosts, scarlet
leaves and stealthily-dropping nuts.
"Do you know," said Alford, mourn
fully, "thc regiment is ordered to Ari
zona ? And I've got to report at head
quarters next week."
Rosamond viewed him with sympa
thetic eyes.
"Is Arizona so very bad ?" said she.
"1-1 shouldn't mind it," stammered
the young ollicer, "if you were going
with me. Toll me, Itosa, would-would
you bo willing lo go to Arizona for my
sake?"
"J*ut," faltered Rosamond, "what
would Clara say to my leaving her,
when we've always been in a sort of
partnership, you know V"
Captain Alford's ann stole softly
around Miss Rayforth's trim waist.
"But suppose you formando partner
ship ?" said he. "As for Miss Seton
why thore's Drayton worships the Yory
ground she walks on, you know.
Come ! about Arizona ? It would bo
the Carden of.Eden to mo if you were
there. Won't you say yes, dear
Rosamond ?"
And how Rosamond and Clara re
joiced in spirit that they had saved up
enough money from tho proceeds of
their summer campaign to buy two neat
little trousseaux !
"After all," said Rosamond, joyfully,
"there is nothing like being independ
ent." '
"Harry says," whispered Clara, that
I never looked so well in my lifo as
when 1 stood Ibero banging out clothes
on tho mountain side."
"And Will declares," added Hosa
mond, "that ho foll in lovo with me
when I tried to lift tho big kettle off
tho lire, and couldn't. Dear Clara,
what fortunato girls we aro !"
"And what happy girls we are I"
cried (.'lara.
Tho Suicide of Hindu "Widows.
According to a writer it has been
almost a cruelty to forbid tho practice
ol' suttee, or tho suicido of Hindu
widows, while taking no steps to defend
such unfortunate poisons from tho
miseries to which they aro condomned
by native, social law. Tho theory is,
as enunciated by tho ancient Hindu
lawmaker Manu, that "a virtuous wife
ascends to heaven if, after tho decease
of her lord, she dovotcs hersolf to pious
austerity; but a widow who slights her
deceased husband by marrying again
brings disgraco on hersolf hero bolow,
and shall bo excluded from tho seat of
her lord." Ilonco ho directs that she
shall .'emaciate her body by living
voluntarily on pure Howers, roots and
fruits, but let her not, whon bur lord is
deceased, even prononnco the Pairie of
another man. Lot her continue till
death forgiving all injuries, performing
harsh duties, avoiding overy sensual
pleasure, and cheerfully practicing tho
incomparable rules of virtuo which havo
been followed by such women as were
devoted to only ono husband." These
laws, though laid down nearly 2,000
years ago, are still mercilessly enforced,
ami the lifo of a Hindu widow is, lu
consequence, almost unbearable., In
fact, many cases aro known where
death from exhaustion and starvation
follows tho attompt to observo tho
proscribed routine of life. Fov two
days of each month, for instance, sho
must neither eat nor drink anything,
no matter how feeblo may holier health.
Otherwise she loses "casto" and fore
felts tho respect and caro of hor family.
We advise all American widows to stay
where they aro.
All history la only tho precopts or
moral philosophy reducod Into exam
ples.
Thoro are now In this country moro
bau .120,000 patents for Inventions.
THF, WOM1DN OF ?APE COI).
Hcuulifnl Creatures at 10 anti Oltl
a ad llnggtml at J JO-Tho
Henson Why,
"If there- was over a blighted raco of
women," said a Now York gentleman,
recently returned from a visit to Capo
Cod, "it exists in the peninsular villages
of Massaehusscts, which dopond on
the lishcrios for tho support of thoir
inhabitants. Nowhere elso in all New
England will one seo so high an average
of femalo beauty, especially in sym
metry of form and freshness of com
plexion; but it will not take one long to
discover that this girlish beauty and
freshness, while unusual and unexpec
ted, is also in its duration very brief.
Tho change produced in these girls by
thc lapse of a few years is painful to
observe. No matronly graces aro
to be seen among them after their girl
hood days are past. That charming
muidlo ago of maturing womanhood,
between Hie freshness and buoyancy of
the girl of "20 and the woman of ?15 or
?IO, is entirely absent. Tho heightened
color of the cheeks is gouo, the eyes aro
sunken, and wear a constant look of
sadness and anxief '. Gray hair in
heads over which a scoro and a half of
years havo scarcoly passed, and deep
lines in faces which should show no
trace of ago for years to come, are
rathor the rule than tho exception.
These women besides suffering from all
tho inevitable sorrows which fall to
woman's lot, no matter in what station
sho may bo placed, have an added
intenso and perpotual sorrow all their
own. Theirs is a lifo of continual
suspense and anxiety, which is almost
certain in timo to bo ombittored by an
overwhelming griof.
Fair weather keeps hopo warm in
many an anxious woman's heart; the
howling north-easter fills it with doubt
and [despair. Constantly watching by
day, waking in tho night to listen to
sounds from tho sea; whether they may
bo tho roaring of tho dreaded tempest
or merely tho moan of tho surf on tho
beach, is it any wonder that tho torturo
tf mind and heart and. tho strain of
.ffcjvjflL and vital force that must follow
this tiorpotual suspenso and longing
destroy tho fountains of youth and
beauty in theso patient, suffering
women and placo upon thom tho marks
of age while they aro yet young ?
"Yet tho girls grow up with but ono
thought of wdiat their futuro lot will
be, with ono object in view upon which
their visions of happiness aro based.
Go among any group of theso bright
girls, in any of tho villages of thc class
I am speaking of, and you will (Ind that
nmo out of ten of them look forward to
a union with sonic ono who will spend
his life lishing in tho summer and
coasting in tho wintor. Thc idea that
thero might bo any other futuro than
I tho ono which is to como to them as
fishermen's wives or that tho Ufo of a
fisherman's wife is anything different
from tho natural sequence of married
life, never scorns to occur."
OHIO A H POISONING.
A Superstition Willoh Flourishes in
All oT (lie West I lidia u Islands.
"Obeah is tho dread of nine negroes
out of every ten in tho West indies,"
said the Trinidad gentleman, whom,
for thc sake of convenience, 1 shall
call Mr. Smith. "It Is a nuisanco to
them and to tho whites, but all tho ef
forts of tho various governments to
crush it out havo been unavailing. It
has as many believors now as evor, not
withstanding tho education of many of
the blacks, and wherever thero is auy
conflict between thc two races it is still
dangerous, t can not tell you the de
rivation of tho word. Obeah (which
as you must havo noticed, is always
pronounced 'oby') is not an imaginary
being of tangiblo thing, but simply the
name of tho wretched system of jug
gling and poisoning. Certain men
among the negroes set up for 'Obeah
men,' and profess to bo ablo lo do mar
velous things. I eupposo thero aro flvo
hundred 'Obeah men' on this island, to
whom tho other colored pooplo go for
assistance and advice They havo to
pay for this assistance, so tho conclu
sion is inovitablo that the Obeah men
go into it as a matter of business, see
ing a way lo mako an easy living out of
thc superstition of their Consrades. They
aro naturally shrewd fellows, who know
how to givo somo impressiveness and
plausibility to thoir nonsense. Thero is
somothing liko a system In tho 'Obeah
worship,' but it has so many variations
that it is dillicult to trace. It is sub
stantially tho samo in all tho islands,
with such tlifforences ns each porformer
chooses to invent, In overy island, for
instanco, thrco white cocks' hoads aro
used to bring troublo to an onemy.
Thoro ls no variation in that. Though
thero is a groat deal of tho Obeah busi
ness in Trinidad, this island is bv no
" Do thou Groat Liberty Inspire our Souls and make our lives in thy possession happy, or our Deaths Glorious in thy Just Defence."
YOI.. XII.
I1 111 -1
NO.-8.
CARRIER. PIGEON?.
Their Hfclory anti thc Manner- of
Their Training.
It is not known with what nut-ion the
uso of tho carrier pigeon originated,
but thor? Is no doubt that tho cusiom
is very ancient. Tho Romans used tho
birds for tilla purpose, and Slr John
Mandeville, ono of tho earliest travelers
from Europe to tho Orient, states that
ho found thom used in thc samo way
among tho Asiatics. "Wo have tho asser
tion of tho poet Tusso for behoving that
they wcro so employed during thc siege
of Jerusalem in 101)9, and it is an un
doubted historical fact that they wiro
used during thc crusado of St. Louis
in riot). Tho most remarkable instance
of tho uso of carrier pigeons in modern
times was during tho siego of Tails, in
1870. They liavo been moro gonorally
used in Turkey than in any other coun
try for many centuries, and tho art of
training thom is understood to bo car
ried to its greatest perfection there.
Thc trainer takes tho pigeons when
tlioy havo acquired full strongth of
wing in a covered basket to a distance
of about half a milo from their homo ;
hero they aro set at liberty and thrown
into tho air, and if any fail in return'
ing homo from this short distance thoy
aro regarded ns naturally stupid, and
no time is war/ed in endeavoring to
train thom. Those that do come homo
aro trained by being taken to groator
distances, progressively increased to
forty or fifty miles. . When tho bird is
able to accomplish this flight ho may be
trusted to fly any distance overland,
within the limits of physical power.
This drilling must bo begun very early,
or even the host breeds of birds will not
becomo good carriers. It is tho gonoral
plan to koop tho birds in a dark room
for soino hours boforo they aro used.
Thoy are then fed sparingly, but aro
given all the water they can drink.
Tho paper on which tho message is
written is then carefully tied round
tho upper part of tho bird's log or to
ono of Hie largo feathors of tho tail, so
as not to impedo its flight in any way.
The foot aro washed in vinogar to koop
them from getting too-dry during tho
bird's flight, so as to tompt it to descend
to wator and run tho risk of getting its
message wot. Tho ordinary rate of
flight for a carrier pigeon is from
twenty to thirty miles an hour, though
instances of much moro rapid flight aro
on record. Tho pigeon, when thrown
up into tho nir, at first flios round and
round. This is ovldently for tho pur
pose of sighting some landmark that lt
knows. Whon this is perceived the
bird instantly flies toward it, anil as
other familiar landmarks como gradu
ally intosight, continues its journey until
its homo is reached, ir no landmarks
is perceived tho bird is bewildered and
lost and finally returns to tho earth
again.
The Paris Stock Exchnngo.
Tho scono upon tho floor of tho Ilourso
Ave minutes before tho stroke of tho
clock nt 3, not only " baffles descrip
tion," as tho reporters say, but must
positively bo seen to bo bolieved. Ono
would refuse to credit any written
statement of tho mad oxcitoment that
piovails just as tho solemn functionary
at his desk closes the record of the day's
transactions.
Grave and roverond seigneurs for tho
moment becomo tho veriest schoolboys.
The ordinary cool and . calculating
Semite loses his senso of calculation
and discretion, shout?, vociferates,
screams, pusiios, jostl?s, howls, and
throws his bargain, written upon its
paper, at tiro scribe, who roiuses at tho
latest moment to record if. Tho shout
ing or screaming is liko that in a groat
battle ; only tho smoko and bloodshed
aro lacking. Tho spectaclo is ridicu
lous, yot imposing. It gives to tho full
measuro of human littleness, yet illus
trates ono of the wonderful forces of
tho human mind.
Tho Paris Exchange lacks tho calm
and solidity of the groat lionises of
Hamburg, Ihcnion, Vionna, Leipzig,
and Ilerlin, but it ls methodical, com
mercial, mercurial. Ono feels that
capital is thoro seeking Its truo level ;
that speculation is at its most audacious
hoight ; that reputations aro risked,
mado, and lost with consunimalo cool
ness, despite tho outward excitement ;
that rumor rules, fact being secondary
and out of placo. Tho wabbling flight
of tho duck has been adopted as a sobri
quet for tho somewhat uns cady march
of tho false tales that haye so much in
fluence on tho Paris lionise. Tho can
ary has becomo an international syn
onym. It ?l?os overy day and returns
to Its nest at night, after having oauscd
tho rnpsc astonishing gains and losses.
No ono ovor thinks of strangling it, or
twisting its nock ; and on, "tue morrow,
with refreshing impudence, it resumes
its orratio career.

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