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SUE ALWAYS MADE HOME UAPPT
Ix an old chun-hvard stood a stone. Weather marked and stained. The band of Time had crumbled it, Ho only part remained. -Upon one Bide I could jut trace, "In memory of uqu mother!" An epitaph which sjKke of home' Was chiseled on the other. I'd en zed on monument of fame Hirn towering to the kie; Td seen the sculptured marble stone Where a tfreal hero lit.; But hv this epitaph I paused, And rend it o'er and oVt, For I had never seen inscribed Such words as theee before. "She always mnde home happy !" What A noble record left ; - - . A Ifjac'y of memory swet To those she left bereft; And what a testimony tr'iven By those who knew her bet, Enirraven on this plain, rude stone That marked their mother's rest. It was a bumble resting place, I know that they were poor, But they had seen their mother sink And patiently endure; They had marked licr cheerful spirit, W hen bearing, ne by one, . Her many burdens up the hill. Till all'Ler work was done. So when was stilled her weary head. Folded her bands so white. And she was carried from the home She'd always made so bright. Her children raised a monument That money could not buy, . As witness of a noble life Whose record Is on high. A noble life; but written not In any book of fame: Atnon the list of noted ones None ever saw her name; For only her own household knew , - Tb Tktort aha had won - - ' And none but they could testify Uow well her work was done. FETCHING AMI C'AURYIXG. "You ee." sid my ereat-annt, ad dressing as girls, " it was well-nigh thirty fears that I followed sewing for a living, could do tailoring and dressmaking ana menuuig ana quilting, ana sucn, as well as tbe best, and so I was sent for far and near. . Kow suppose I had al lowed myself to fetch and carry from House to house whatever i might happen to hear of people's affairs, like some folks, I should hare got nivself into a muss manys tbe time. My mother taught me better. 'Now, Sally,' sa3"S she, when I first went out to work, ' be mighty careful how you carry news from house to house, or tell what you know of people's private matters, even when it doesn't seem as if it could do the least mite of harm.' And she went on to say that some people never liked to have a tailoress or seamstress or even a washer woman around, because some of them are apt to be full of gossip, and to fetch and carry from house to house. Even when there isn't a single thing they are ashamed to have known, people like to feel that they can keep their private busi ness to themselves, bo my mother said, and I found it to be exactly so. I thought all the more of it after mother was dead and gone. Most people seemed to like my way of keeping myself to my self, and again there were others who acted as if "they were really provoked because they couldn't get any more out of me, and they pestered me to death, hinting around tff see if by patting that that and tUi together they couldn't make out-Something without asking me outriglit. There were the two Snuffer gifs, Lyddy Ann and Betsy Jane; they nessft and were always trying to find ' out something. And t'iri ridiculous things! how many table cloths the Snowdons used in a week fthat was our minister's familv). and how much they paid their hired girl a week and if she ate at the table with the family. If a stranger came to church with any of the girls they couldn't listen to the sermon nntil they" had found oat who and what he was, and the next day they made a business of collecting in formation about his family, his property and all such. I always hated to go there to work when any of the girls in Shrews bury or in the towns round were to be married. They most generally sent for me to help a spell, and of course I knew pretty much their affairs. But I wasn't going to tell what the weddine-dresa was to be, nor just how much it cost a yard, aor whether they bought it in Bos ton or nearer home, nor how many pounds of cake they were going to make, and all such. The girls said it kind of took the edge off to tell everything be forehand ; they all had rather come out new. Well, when it came time for Dea con Goodman's daughter to be married, there was a great stir among the girls. Matildy had lived in Boston considerable with her Uncle Joshua, who was rich and lived in a good tieal of style, and so the girls all expected that her outfit would be something pretty handsome; and so it was. Why, her wedding-dress, with her gloves and slippers and little notions, cost well-nigh thirty dollars! Hatildy said herself that she thought a part of the money ought to be given to the missionaries, but then it was a pres ent fiom her uncle, and so there was nothing to be said. I was going there to help about some matters and so I hap pened to say that there would be a great curiosity among the young people to know the particulars of the wedding. " ' Lawful sakes!' says Mrs. Goodman, ' do, dear, tell them all they want to know;' and Matildy said the same, for she wasn't in the least stuck up. They were only waiting for Spring to get home from Ohio. That was a cousin of Matil dy's who was going to stand np with her. He was named Amiaadab after his grandfather; but as people that had known him from a baby would keep on calling him Minnv, and tbe young men called him Dab, his folks concluded to call him by his last name Spring. I said to Mrs. Goodman that she would miss Matildy when she came to go away for good. Oh, yes, of course; but she went on to say that she and tbe deacon might go with the young folks to Boston and that would make it seem not quite so sudden. Matilda was very anxious to have them go and stay until after Thanksgiving. The deacon insisted that his wife should gi, but he said what with his rheumatism and some chores he had to do on the farm he thought he bad bet ter slay at home and see to things. His wife would hardly aeree to this. She said it would be the first time they had. ueen separaica ior tnirty years, and, as the deacon said, the first time they ever had a serious disagreement; and he laughed as if it was an uncommon good joke. Well, as I left the deacon's with such a budget of news that I was at lib erty to tell, thinks I to myself, I shall be Quite a welcome visitor at some houses , I know of. As it happened, I was going to work for the Snuffers the very next day, and so I should have a chance to make up in a mannpr for being so close- mouthed, as they called me, by speaking out ior once as tree as otner roms. ' I got there the next morning rather before they expected me, and as I stood ready to knock at the side door I heard my name and waited a moment. A win dow was oin, and as one of the girls was laying the table in the kitchen and tbe other out in the back room ironing they spoke pretty loud to each other and I could hear every word they said, though tney aiun t near me knock ind knock One of them said: ' Don't tell me about Sail Barker's prudence and her being so Biignty conscientious and all that. 1 warrant you she is as glad to poke that great loug nose of hers into other peo ple's business as anybody, and it is only because she is so contrary that she likes to keep things to herself She feels so important when she has some great se cret that she can keep from evervbedv else! It is the way she takes to pester folks. And she went on about old maids in a way that was scandalous. But I am not going to repeat it. You may be sure that I felt pretty well riled up, and 1 had half a mind to go straight home; but I bad sent my goose and lap-board along, for I had a jacket to press off for Reuben Snuffer, and so I concluded to pat down THE Published by the REPUBLICAN PUBLISHING COMPANY. " Be just and feat not ; Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy God's, thy Country's, and Truth's." TEEMS : $3.00 per Annum. VOL. XXV. CANTON, MISS., SATURDAY, APRIL 10, 1873. NO. 15. the oM Adam and go right in. I ought to explain that what set Lyddy Ann out so fierce was that her mother had been taking her to do for letting out some sc crets'tbat had made mischief, and she had held me up as a pattern. Everybody knows that nothing makes some people dislike you more than to have some other people always praising you. Well, I went in and sat down to breakfast, and they bad a buttermilk cuke that Lyddy Ann had made and baked on a board be fore the fire on purpose for me, because she knew I liked them so much. There are some folks that always like to have you eat their victuals, even if they hate you. I ate it and praised it, though I hadn't so much appetite as common, for 1 kept thinking about my great long nose and of being called an old maid. We sat pretty much without speaking for a spell, for the girls mistrusted tint I overheard them tnlk ; but before long Betsy Jane gave a little hem to clear her throat, and observed that they must be middling bnsv down at Deacon Good man's if Matildy was to be married in a week or two. I said, ' She isn't to be marrieaV till Spring comes ; ' and I was going on to tell the rest, but they didn't give me time to finish. "'Not till spring! What on earth could that mean f Now wbat possessed me I couldn't tell. I don't pretend to say that I did right; but you must remember that it was only half an hour since I had heard myself nicknamed and called an old maid, just because 1 wouldn't tell all I knew. Well,' says I, strange things happen sometimes. You haven't heard that the deacon and his wife have had a disagreement and are talking of a sepa ration.' . Now, mind, I didn't tell them that had heard so; I only said that they hadn't heard it. Of course they were amazed - beyond all account. They couldn't say much but 'Did I ever!' and ' If that doesn t beat all I ever aid hear in my born days!' Their mother wasn't a talking woman, and she asked me if I didn't think there must be some mis take. I said time would show. But the girls said they had noticed ior some time bow red Mrs. Goodman's eyes had looked, and now it was all explained. "It wasn't long after, as I sat by a window at work, I spied Lyddy Ann, with a shawl over her head, slipping across from their- side eate into Miss Jones', and in another half hour I saw one of the Jones girls, with a shawl and cape bonnet, going across the road ; and before dinner I counted half a dozen cape bonnets going hither and yon. Well, the long and short of it was. that by the end of two days there wasn't a man or woman in Shrewsbury that haun t heard that Deacon Goodman and his wife had had a quarrel, that Mrs. Goodman had cried her eyes out, and that the match between Josrah ana Matildy was all bro ken up. "Old Deacon Walker was greatly ex ercised in his mind when he found there was no such thing as putting down the rumor, for he was a peaceable man, and he and Deacon Goodman had served the same communion-table for many a year, lie couldn't bear to go to his brother about such unpleasant business, though he didn't believe the stories. After mak ing it.a subject of prayer he concluded it was better that the minister should take it in hand, and so to tbe minister he went. Parson Snowdon didn't believe the stories. It wasnt long since he had called at the deacon's and all was pleas ant enougn at in at time. Milt, ne bated rumors and he bated misunderstandings, and he wonld go and put a stop to such goings on in his parish. So in the after noon tbe parson s old yellow chaise went jogging and teetering along the road to jjeacon uooaman s nouse. ile nitcned his horse and then rapped at the front door, instead of going to the side porch as usual, and Nancy that was their hired girl supposing that he must have ceme on some solemn business, took him into the great solemn parlor, where, 1 venture to say, not one of the family sat down six times in a year. The deacon was out doing some fall planting. His wife brought out his other coat and helped him spruce up a little, and then be went with a little cough and hem or two. and feeling very stiff, into the great stiff room. ' How d'ye do, Parson Snow don? Glad to see you. And how is your wife?' - The parson and his wife were both pretty smart, and how was the deacon and his wife? Well, both clev erly, except that the deacon s rheuma tism held on in tpite of his good wife's great care of him, and she herself was troubled with weak eyes. They looked red and watered all the time, and pained ner consiaerauie. I ne parson had no ticed along back that her eyes had looked red, and he was afraid that she was taking on, maybe, about losing Ma tilda so soon. 'Well, no; it wasn't ex actly that, for Matildy was going to wait a while till her cousin Spring got home, and then, very likely, his wife would go to Boston to stay with her while she set up housekeeping.' And he told me rest, about her wishing him to go with her, and about their never havinc been separated since they were married, and he repeated his little joke about their never having had a disagreement before. J. be parson s lace grew broader and shorter, and presently, as the full light broke in, he brought down his foot with a stamp, and threw hack his head and laughed so long and loud that I ancy declared if Parson Snowdon wasn't a master-band to laugh then she didn't know; and Mrs. Goodman ventured to show herself to ask him not to go home witnout lamng along a lew notions lor bis wife. The chaise box was packed with fall sweetings, a pair of chickens, half a peck of doughnuts, and cheese to go with them ; and soon the parson, in the best of humors, went teetering homeward. "The whole matter was soon explained and the stories traced to the Snuffer girls. They were dreadfully cut up and laid tne wuole on my shoulders; but nobody else blamed me ; and as for Betsy Jane ana lylay Ann, they knew it woman t do a mite of good to keep put out with me. It was only cutting off their own noses, for they couldn't do without me, anyway. Tbe best of it was when Lyd dy Ann came to be getting ready all of a sudden to marry a widower with five children, and didn't want a soul to know of it till the last minute, especially as she had always declared that she never would marry a widower no, not if she had to live an old maid till the day of her death and the girls would never be done hec toring her! " Kow, girls, let me give yr.u one piece of advice: Never be telling beforehand who you will or who you won't marrv According to my way of thinking, it is more pruuent ana more modest to wait until you are asked. "As for Lyddy Ann, she owned that I was all right in keeping things to my self, and that she had been ugly in run ning out so against me ; and she went on to say that she had learned one lesson from me and one that she would try to indoctrinate her step-children with, and that was not to fetch and carry trom houte to house what they might happen to see and hear." Jlarper't Bazar. A gentleman in San Joaquin County, Cal , owns a flock of 2.000 ewe sheep, 1,300 of which had 2,400 lambs this sea son, thus increasing the flock 120 per cent. Nearly all of the sheep produced twins, and twenty of them produced triplets. It is sad to think of tie condition of the man's soul who says that tbe more peevish women there are in the world the sooner shall we be able tp listen un moved to the filing of a saw, CURRENT ITEMS. New York is seriously talking about a scheme for importing domestic servants from India. An indignant Jerseyman is going to move to ctoutn Abingdon, Mass , wnere the town cannot have a centennial until 1175. C011RECTI.Y is not a hard word, yet all the spellers that are worsted in the spelling-matches fail because they cannot spell correctly. The block of Switzerland granite which is to serve for a monument over the grave of Agassiz has arrived at Cam. bridge, and is now receiving the inscrip tion. It is said that nothing will cure a poet's affection for his idol sooner than to catch her at the dinner-table excavat ing tbe kernel of a hickory-nut with a hair-pin. Somebody in Baltimore claims to have seen a phantom dog one night recently. This is encouraging to those who have long wished to see phantom, dogs super sede all others. A young lady while out walking heard lor the hrst tune of her mother s inten tion to marry again, and she was obliged to sit right down and cry about it. She couta not go a step tartber. The eight-year-old boy in New ITaven, Conn., who applied croton oil to his hair, mistaking it for hair oil, soon after dis covered his great mistake by a burning sensation which was more paintul than agreeable. Texas talks of dividing herself into two States. The worst thing about Texas is that tbere is too much 01 her. 1 ou could put four or five Illinoises into her geographical- area and bave a big mar gin to spare. It is asserted that the proportion of the married among the insane is smaller than that of the single; but this may be because an insane married person doesn't show anything abnormal in his misera ble melancholy. A gold knee-buckle of good workman ship was recently found by a citizen liv ing in tbe vicinity of Braddock's Field, in tbe western part of Pennsylvania. It is thought to have belonged to one of the unfortunate victims of Braddock's de feat. The Berlin correspondent of Land and Water says that if a field infested by thistles be planted with rape seed the latter will thoroughly starve, suffocate and chill the weed out of existence. The experiments tried with different varieties of rape seed have been completely suc cessful. A Bridgeport (Conn.) company have just finished a refrigerator-car to be used in bringing strawberries from the South, and the Standard Bays: "This is the first refrigerator-car of this kind ever built, but will probably be soon followed by thirty more to be used on the different roads about the country." A skvbntkkn-tcab-old boy in Paris recently induced a companion of eleven years of age to steal 000 francs in gold and then strangled him, threw him into the Seine and walked off witb the money, lie was sentenced to twenty years in the galleys, " having escaped tbe death pen alty,'' we are told, "on account of his youth." Adulteration of food is made apenal offense in England, and the laws are exe cuted with great rigor. In this manner purchasers are protected from sharpers and given good articles instead of spuri ous ones. In this country a like reform is necessary, for here, as in England, adulteration of articles of food is carried on to a large extent. Ar-PLACSB: It spoils the child, it ruins the youth and makes a strong man weak. Given too oft, it heats away the judg ment, unbalances the will and wrecks the greatest minds. It fosters pride, cradles selfishness and turns to curd the sweet milk of the heart. It tears down what adversity has builded np, and numbers its victims most among the gifted. Why American girls prefer not to go to service in respectable American fam ilies where they would be sure of the comforts of a home, and go into mills, shops, factories and stores instead, sub sisting nobody knows how, is one of the problems which await solution. The passion for so-called independence does not explain it by a good deal. Jlasachu tettt 1'toughman. Inasmuch as paper has been made available for the manufacture of almost every variety of furniture and articles of dress, it is passing strange that paper coffins should have been left till this late day unthought of. The undertaker U ceitainly not an enterprising party. Trunk-makers have long been credited with using all the unsalable printed books; but at the present rate of produc tion, were every traveler supplied with a van load of these troublesome impedi menta to traveling, such a stock would remain that all the bookshelves in the world would not contain a tithe of them. To further reduce the stock a manufac turer out West proposes to supply every journeyer to that bourne whence no traveler returns with a last trunk made of papier maehe, waterproofed with asphaltum. Scientific American. Hairs Turning to Snakes. Tuere are lew boys or girls residing in the country who have not heard mar velous stories of horse or cow hairs turn ing to snakes when thrown into water. Very likely these wonderful talcs of the metamorphosis of hairs into squirming reptiles were told them by some fond mother and indorsed by all the neigh bors; and who but a born skeptic could disbelieve such unquestionable authori ties upon all subjects which naturally attract the attention of inquisitive chil dren? Fortunately for mankind, a few do escape from what may be termed a life-long subjugation to the " tyranny of errors;" and, though it may cost them many a pang and heartache to see the idols of their youth dashed to pieces, one by one, by the remorseless hand of the scientific investigator, still the final results are very much like the extrac tion of a molar by a skillful dentist The pain may be acute during the brief operation, but tbere is always a peculiar sense of relief which somewhat compen sates for one's sufferings. But the ma jority of mankind do not pass through any such ordeal, but remain steadfast and true to the faith of their childhood, else the hair snakes and similar marvel oils productions would have long since died out, instead of being alive and as lively as they were centuries ago: This common belief in tbe transforma tion of hairs to snakes has been forcibly brought to my mind of 1-ite by several paragraphs ou ihe subject which bave appeared in a Western paper, the editor 01 which nas been sharply criticised by some of bis readers for doubting the ex istence of such productions. Of course the only facts brought forward on the part of those who hold that a hair may become a living reptile are their belief in what somebody else, eauallv as lirno- rant, had told them. Without claiming to spean as an auinoruy on tins subject, perhaps I may throw out a few bints that will aid those who are la search of the truth in regard to the nature and hab its of wbat are termed " hair snakes.' It is probably unnecessary to add to what I have already said that hairs do not turn to snakes, no -matter how much they may wriggle about when thrown into water. There are, however, several species of small black, or very daik, par AMERICAN asitic worms, found in water and wet p'aces. which, to the unassisted eye, look very much like snakes; and these are the wriggling creatures supposed by many persons to be transformed horse hairs. Very few of our scientists naturalists have made the study of the Gordius or liair worm a specialty; lience, tlieir true life history may not be fully known; hut this much has been discovered, to- wit: They live through the greater part of their lives in the intestines of insects, such as spiders, crickets. grasshoppers and various species of beetles which live on the ground or under stones in low, wet places. 1 he next question which would naturally fol low is: How do those worms get into the insects? Let us suppose that one of these worms is living in the water or under a stone where it is damp or wet and there deposits her eggs, which are so minute that it requires a glass of high magnifying power to detect them, al though they are fastened together in a long string of many thousands in each. From these eggs minute tadpoles, like worms, are batched, and these lie in wait for some luckless cricket, beetle or other insect of proper size to supply a comfortable home for the worm in which it may thrive and grow to full size. When such comes within reach the little tadpole makes the most of the oppor tunity and penetrates the body, where it thrives on the contents of its habita tion. When the worm is fully grown it agaiu escapes to the wafer the first chance; and anyone wh3 has sufficient interest in this subject to catch a few of tbe large black crickets in the fall and throw "them into water will be pretty sure to find an occasional specimen con taining one or more of these hair worms. The worms will leave the cricket almost instantly upon touching the water, show ing that they are waiting for just such opportunities to escape to their ap parently natural element. The worms may be kept in a fair condition tor examination and study in alcohol, al though they will become quite brittle if the spirits are of high proof. I have ob tained specimens of the Gordiv from various species of the cricket family, but the most interesting specimens in my collection are from a species of large Tex an beetles known as Gaitimachu. In col lecting the beetles they were thrown into alcohol, and the worm thinking (if worms do think) it was water started to leave its home, but only succeeded in withdrawing about four inches of its entire length (whatever it may be) before the spirits killed it. In another specimen of the same species of beetle there appears to have been two of these hair worms, both having made an unsuccessful attempt to leave at the same time, but King Alcohol stopped tlieir progress beyond a certain point just as he does some other creat ures of a higher order. Hairworms, or horse-hair Bnakes, are not transformed horse or cowhairs.no matter how many persons there may be to testify that they have " with their own eyes" witnessed the transformation. A pair of ordinary eyes, backed by a good quality of brains, don't amount to much in these days of superior compound microscopes, either monocular or binocu lar. JluralKeie Yorktr. Drinking Water. Dr. Hai.i. is opposed to the immoder ate drinking ot water. He says: The longer oue puts off drinking water in the morning, especially in the sum mer, the less he will require during the day; if much is drauk during the fore noon the thirst often increases, and a very unpleasant fullness is observed, in addition to a metallic taste in the mouth. The less a man drinks the better lor him, beyond a moderate amount. The more water a man drinks the more strength he has to expend in getting rid of it. lor all the fluid taken into tlie sys tem must be carried out; and as there is but little nourishment in water, tea. coffee, beer and the like, more strength is expended in carrying them out ot tlie system than they impart to it. The inoi e a man drinks the more he must perspire. either by lungs or through the skin; the more ne perspires tne more caroon is taken from the system; but this cai lion is necessary for nutrition, hence tbe less man is nourished tlie less strcngiu ne has. Drinking water larcelv diminishes the strength in two ways, aud yet many are under the impression that the more water swallowed the more thoroughly is the system "washed out." Thus, the less we drink at meals, the better for us. If the amount were limited to a single cup 01 hot tea or hot milk and water at each meal, an immeasurable good would re sult to all. Jlany persons nave laiien into the practice of drinking several glasses of cold water, or several cups of hot tea or coffee, at meals, out of mere habit; all such will be greatly benefited by breaking it up at once; it maybe very well to drink a little at each meal, and, perhaps, it will be found that in all cases it is much better to take a single cup of hot lea at each meal than a glass of cold water, however pure. Longevity. Tuk London Timet of March 3 has the following: "Tie inability of the aged of both sexes to withstand the effects of the present inclement weather is show ing daily in the obituary of the Time, out particularly soyesteruay, tne zu insi., when the deaths of thirty persons were recorded whose aires ranired from sev enty to ninetv-niue vears. There were just half a score of ladies whose united ages auiounten to two years, giving au average ot eighty-seven years and exact ly six months to each. The following were their respective ages, viz. : Eighty, eighty-two, two at eighty-live, eighty seven, three at eighty-nine, ninety, aud ninety nine years. There are aiso half a score of septuagenarians who-e ages ranged from seventy to seventy-nine. Their united ages amounted to 750 years, giving an average of exactly seventy-five years to each. The same obiiuary re corded the deaths of ifiiother half-score of gentlemen whose uniied ales amount ed to 701 years, giving an average of more than seventy-six years to each ; the youngest was seventy and the 011'est eighty-four 3'ears of age. . The lirilixh Medical Journal states that at the last Prussian census there were found to be living iu Berlin 12,2."il persons who were born before the end of the last century. Among them, three men and six women were ninety-one years old; four men and nine women, ninety-two years; one man and five women, ninety-three years; ten persons were ninety-four years of agw: four women were "ninety-six years old; two men aud two women, ninety-seven; one man, ninety-eight; one woman, ninety nine, and another woman, 101. Of the persons between ninety and lufl years of ape, five were unmarried, five married, lifiy-seven widowed and one divorced. A'widow named Najelsky died on the 10th of February, at Kamionken, near Lotzon, at the ate of 103. he- is said to have been extraordinarily active in her hundredth year. A man died a fortnight ago at the age of 105, at Hor zitz, in lieiheinia." There are 4,1:00,000 cats in Great Britain, and it is estimated that each cat kills an average of twenty mice or rats every year, it it estimated, further, that every rat or mouse, 11 it liven, wouiu in jure property to the txte-ut of 1 sterling. If all this is true, rinssv saves to that country every year $-100,000,000. and she might pay oli the national debt if sbe chose. Two "Sold" Belles. A New York correspondent writes: "In a Fifth avenue boarding-house of great pretension dwells a 31 rs. II and a Mrs. F. , two airy females who live for no other purpose than to see other folks' clothes and get new ones for them selves. A gentleman boarder had busi ness with a very worthy, plain, old fel low, and for a few weeks had him to board in the house. Common clothes and clumsy manners afforded vast amuse ment to the two fair ladies. They tc-he-ed aud grimaced at almost every uiovi the old man made, till at last ,the worthy man's patron thought he'd turn tne tide. Ile encountered Airs. II and in a careless way introduced the subject, regretting that Mr. did not take more pains with his costume, he oeing one 01 the solid men of Wall street, worth in the neighborhood of five or six millions. The bait took. The other lady asked a confederate of the first gen tleman if it was really possible Mr. was worth as much, and the party ad dressed said he thought large fortunes were usually overestimated, but be pre sumed, were he forced to sell, he would come out with three or four millions from his stocks; about his real estate he knew nothing. That night at dinner the two ladies were effusive in their atten tion. The old gentleman passed most vate most One of the evening in the pri parlor of one of them, the honored of the many guests, of the ladies bad him out to ride in her sleigh, and after a few days poor old Mr. , who had announced himself a widower, was being actually courted by Mrs. 11. Mrs. II. had a box during the Kellogg season at the opera, ad often and often the old Wall street man' was its occupant. When allusions were made to investments and stocks, in his simple way he joked, never thinking their inquiries were made in any other spirit than that of fun. Alas! this week Mrs. II. and Mrs. E., sitting at the dinner table one night, shedding their sweetest smiles on Mr. Solid Man, happened to mention they were going to Brooklyn the next morning. Up speaks tbe old man : ' If you are going up Fulton street you must stop and buy a bouquet of my daughter ; she keeps a florist's shop pretty near Montague street. ' Your slaughter keep a florist shop?' exclaimed both ladies. 'Certainly, ma'am,' returned the Wall street man. 'After I gave up my nursery out in Flushing Hannah made arrangements with my successor to be furnished with flowers, and she's done a good business ever since. Well, the whole table laughed, taking in the situ ation at once. Such a pair of discom fited women one seldom sees. They have driven out every day since and cut the solid man and his patron dead from the awful hour when they discovered how sweetly they had been sold." The Mission of the Fly. Thbs generally-received opinion about flies is that, despite limitless ingenuity expended on patent traps and poisoned paper, they form one ol those ills of life which, it not being possible entirely to cure, must perforce be endured with as good a grace as may be. Consequently when they ruin our picture-lrames and ceilings, insinuate themselves into our milk and molasses pitchers, or lull us to sleep with their drowsy buzzine, only to bite us during our slumbers and render the same uneasy, we thank fate that the cold weather will rid us of the pest. To be sure, they are scavengers in their way ; but after we have spent several minutes in picking a score or more out ol the, butter-dish we arrive at the conclusion that it is an open question whether they do not spoil more good material than they carry off bad. pestina lente, good reader. Hasten slow ly and do Dot anchor faith to such opin ions until you are certain that the above sum up all of the fly's mission in this world. Afunca domentira (science uses six syllables in Latin to express that which good round Saxon epi'omizes in two) is a maligned insect. He fulfills a purpose of sufficient moment to cause you to bear his inroads into your morn ing nap witn equanimity, or even com placently to view him congregated by the score within your hidden sweets. Did yon ever watch a fly who has just alighted after soaring about the room for some little time? He goes through a series of operations which remind you of a cat licking herself after a meal, or of a bird plumiug its feathers. First, the hind feet are rubbed together, then each hind leg is passed over a wing, then the forelegs undergo a like treatment; and lastly, if you look sharp you will see the insect carry his proboscis over his legs and about his body as far as he can reach. The minute trunk is perfectly retractile and it terminates in two large lobes, wnhch you can see spread out when the inject begins a meal on a lump of sugar. Now the rubbing together of legs and wings may be a smoothing oper ation; but for what purpose is this carefully going over the body with the trunk, especially when that organ is not fitted for licking, but simply Ior grasping and slicking up food? This query, which perhaps may nave suggested itself to thousands, has re cently for the first time been answered by a Air. Emerson, an jnglisn cnemist ; aud certainly, in the light of the revela tions of that gentleman's investigations, the fly assumes the position of an im portant friend instead of a pest to man kind. Mr. Emerson states that he be gan his self-appointed task of finding out whether the house-fly really serves any appreciable purpose in the scheme of creation, excepting as an indifferent scavenger, by capturing a nne specimen and ghting his win.ss down to a micro scope slide. On placing the slide unuer tbe instrument, to the investigator's dis gust, the fly appeared covered with lice. causing the otlending insect to be promptly released and another substi tuted in his place, f Iv JSo. a was no better off than fly No. 1, and as the same might be predicated ot Dies d, 4. o(or ot n nies, as the algebras have it), Mr. Emerson con cluded that here was something which at once required looking into. W hy were the flies lousy? Meanwhile fly No. 2, on the slide, seemed to take his posi tion very coolly, and extending his pro boscis began to sweep it over his body as if he had just alighted. A glance through the microscope, however, showed that the operation was not one of self bcautification ; for wherever the ltee were, there the trunk went. The lice were disappearing into the trunk; the fly was eating them. Up to this time, the investigator had treated his specimen as of the masculine gender; but now he chantres his mind and concludes it to be a female, busily devouring not lice but !er own progeny. The flies then carry their young about them; and when the family net too numerous or the mother 100 hungry, the ottspiiiig are eaten. Awhile reasoning thus, Mr. Emerson picked up a scrap of whiie writing paper, from which two flies appeared to be busily eating something, and put it under the instrument. There were the progeny again on ihe paper and easily rubbed off wilh a cloth. " This," he says, " set me thinking. I took the paper into the kitchen again and waved it around, tak ing care that no fiies touched it, went back to ike microscope and there found animalcules, the same as on flies. I had cow arrived at something definite ; they were not the progeny of the fly, but ani malcules floating in the air, aud the quick motions of the flics gathered them CITIZEN. on their bodies and the flics then went into sonic quiet corner to have their dainty meal."- The investigator goes on to describe how he continued the experiment in a variety of localities, and bow, in dirty and bad-smelling quarters, he found the myriads of fiies which existed there literally covered with animalcules, while other flies, captured in bed- rooms or well-ventilated, clean apart ments, were miserably lean and entirely free from their prey. Wherever filth ex isted, evolving germs which might gen erate disease, there were the flies, cov ering themselves with the minute or ganisms and greedily devouring the same. Mr. Emerson, while thus proving the utility of the fly, has added another and lower link to that curious and necessary chain of destruction wjiich exists in animated nature. These infinitesimal animacules form food for the flies, the flies for the spiders, the spiders for the birds, the birds for the quadrupeds, and so on up to tl.e last of the series, serving the same purpose to man. Ile certainly de serves credit for an interesting and novel investigation and for an intelligent dis cernment which might even attack the more difficult task of teaching us the uses for nature makes nothing without some beneficial end of the animalcules themselves. Scientific American. Kisen From the Dead. The Augusta (Me.) Journal of a recent date tells this marvelous tale: We have an event to chronicle that would scarcely be believed were it not authoritatively vouched for by com petent witnesses parties whose testi mony cannot well be disputed or set aside. A young man in the town of Vassalboro, in this county, was suffer ing in the last stages of consumption, the disease which had insidiously and stealthily brought him to the verge of the grave. For several weeks be had been entirely prostrate and unable to speak, even to artieulate a syllable. He became so oppressed for breath that his attendants were compelled to raise the windows in his room, put out the fire, and resort to every means to obtain fresh air. One day last week (Thursday, we under stand) "the young man died. Friendly hands prepared the poor, emaciated body for the burial; but just as the attending friends were arranging the remains for the casket there appeared unmistakable evidences of returning life in what had seemed to them an inanimate mass of clay. The ear of an attendant was bent down to the side of the "dead man" and it was discovered that the heart had begun again its slow and measured palpitations, the pulse throbbed, and the young man arose from the death shrouds, opened his mouth and spoke in clear and distinct words to those who stood appalled in the death chamber. There was no huskiness in his voice; he appeared liely and act ive; said he felt not the slightest p.in, but, to use his own language: 'I feel just as well as I ever did.' At his request the neighbors were all called in, who crowded the house for hours, declaring that Ihe recovery of the man was equal to any miracle recorded in the Scriptures. He told this startlea assemblage of his friends and neighbors that, as he died, all things seemed dark, but only for an instant; his eyes sudden ly opened to a new world, the real heaven, which had been so many times in his thoughts and given him so much comfort in his last weeks of pain and sorrow. He stood upon an eminence which overlooked a vast and beautiful plain; the magnificent plain stretched further than bis enlarged vision could iienetratc. and he descrilied it in lan guage which to his mortal auditors seemed extravagant in the extreme. But the revived lite of the young man was not to continue long. Before night he again resigned himself to death. Tne body was kept a reasonable length of time and buried on Sunday last, the funeral being largely attended. We have written out the particulars of this remarkable event substantially as we have heard them, allowing our intelli gent readers the privilege of drawing their own inferences. Flay and Stndy. Of course all study and no play makes Jack a dull boy. But it is also true that all play end no study wi:i maKe jacK an ignorant boy. He is wise who knows how to combine the study which invig orates the mind with the play that strengthens the body. j Physicians ten us mat tne uaouuai exercise of the mind develops the brain. just as the arm of the blacksmith or the leg or tne walKer is increaseu in size oy use. It is not brain-work that shortens life, but laziness. Ssid President Humphrey, of Amherst College, a hard student, who lived more than four-score years: " I have yet to see the man who died from the effects of hard study." Methodical brain-work, even if it is se vere, injures nobody, and it is conducive to lone life. Kant, a protound German philosopher, when more than three-score i.nd ten, gave it as the result of long ob servation that "intellectual pursuits tend to prolone life." Newton, thepreat mathematician, lived to the age of cighty-thiee. Herschel, the astronomer 01 his age, lived more than ninety years, as did Humboldt, the author of " Cos mos." It is idleness that kills. It causes the boily to retain the old, worn-out particles of the system, which would have been thrown oil it tlie orain ana tne muscies had been exercised. These clog up the body; it grows torpid, the mind becomes dull, and the man elics, or, what is worse, falls into idiocy. The simple lesson which these facts teach is that a sound mind may be kept in a sound body only by the systematic use of both. Everybody knows how ravenously hungry he is after hard study. He has used up particles of nutriment hy his brain-work, and the body craves a fresh supply. This is what hunger means: it is the body's cry for food. Let Jack both play and s uily, and he wi 1 find that his body quickens the brain and his brain invigorates the body. I"uV CoHijuiuioii. To Si:et iiK A Kit kino t ow I have tried every way that 1 have heard or read of, but have found none so effectual as the following: I fasten the cow in the usual maimer in the stall. From ihe trout part of her manger to the back of the stable is nine feel ; I there-lore pro cure a stout, smortth pole, nine fee' six inches long, about three inches in diam eter, iKire a hole about three feet from the floor iu the manger, and fit one end of the pole iu it; lake In Id of the other end and crowd the cow cl. su up to the side of her stall by pressing it firmly auninst her thigh sufficiently high to lie out ol the way of milking, and drop the end in a notch prepared in the right place at the back of the stuhle. A hen the pole has been fixed in its proper place it can be replaced with very little trouble and no risk, a considerable ad vantage when women do the milking. C'irr. Rural New Yurker. An inebriate precipitated himself down-stairs and on striking the landing reproachfully apostrophized himself with: " If you'd been a-wautin to come down-stairs why in thunder didu't you say so, you wooden-headed old foci, an' I d a come with you an' showed you the way?" Qnr gains nrjd irjs. TWO LITTLE FOLK. Up in the tree-boughs a wise little bird 8at chirping, one bright summer day, -bobbing and twistilli; his funny brown head. In Bte-p witb his riotous lay; For never wan bird-chant More jolly, triumphant, More foolishly merry aud gay. " Twee-tfrtr-durn, he sang; " h, how happy am I, In this beautiful world to he! I wonder who makes it so green and so sweet tor a poor little lilrd like me. And if every new-comer Has Buch a bright summer Twee-foe dura, tweee-dee-dum, twee-dee ?" Down under the tree-boughs a wee little girl eai sooning mat sweet summer aay, A-riilUingand tucking her ouee'pretty face In a most disagreeable way; Though never had maiden So very grief-laden More cause to be happy and gay. "Oh, dearie," she sobbed, "if chocolate- creams Only grew right up here In the trees! I never can do as 1 want to at all I never can eat what I please; I can't have but twenty A day when then? plenty No matter how hard I may tease." " Twee-ee-dum, twee-dee," chirped the wise little bird From hie perch in the sycamore-tree; " How strange in the Bummer so green and so sweet So solemn a maiden to see A sober, gray maiden, 80 very grief-laden Twee-tftt-dum, twee-tfee-dum, twee-dee ' 80, merry and happy, the wise little bird bang the hours away in the tree; And still piped the maiden her sorry " Oh dear. What a stnpid old world to me!" And learned not the lesson The wondcrfu'. lesson Contained in his simple " Twee-dee." Jtote Graham, in Christian Union. A DROLL F0X-TRAF. When I was a boy I lived in one of those rustic neighborhoods on the out skirts of the great "Maine woods." Foxes were plenty, tor all about those sunny pioneer clearings birch-partridges breed by thousands, as also field-mice and squirrels, making plenty of game for Iieynard. There were red foxes, " cross grays," and "silver grays;" even black foxes were reported. These animals were the pests of the farm-yards, and made havoc with the geese, cats, turkeys and chick ens. In the fall of the year, particularly after the frosts, the clearings were over run by them night and morning. Their sharp, cur-like barks used often to rouse us, and of a dark evening we would hear them out in the fields, mousing around the stone heaps, making a queer squeak ing sound like a mouse, to call the real mice out of their grass nests, inside the stone heaps. This indeed, is a favorite trick of Iieynard. At the time of my story my friend Tom Edwards (ten years of age) and myself were in the turkey business, equal part ners. We owned a flock of thirty-one turkeys. These roosted by night in a large butternut tree in front of Tom's bouse in the very top of it and they wandered by day about the edges of the Clearings in quest of beechnuts, which were very plenty that fall. All went well till the last week in October, when, on taking the census one morning, a turkey was found to be mi.-s-ing; the thirty-one had become thirty since nightfall the previous evening, ft was the first one we had lost. - We proceeded to look tor traces. Our suspicions were divided. Tom thought it was " the Twombly boys," nefarious Sam in particular. I thought it might have been an owl. But under the tree in the soft dirt, where the potatoes had recent ly been tluL', we found fox tracks and two or three ominous little wads of feathers. with one long tall feather adrift, there upon we concluded that the turkey had accidentally fallen down out of the but ternut had a fit perhaps and that its flutterings had attracted the attention of some passing fox, which had forthwith taken it in charge. It was, as we re garded it, one ot those unlortuuate oc currenccs which no care on our part could have well foreseen, and a casualty such as turkey-raisers are unavoidably heirs to, and we bore our loss with resig nation. We were glad to remember that turkeys did not often fall off their roosts. This theory received something of a check when our flock counted only twenty-nine the next morning, there were more fox-tracks and a great many more feathers under the tree. This put a new and altogether ugly aspect on the matter, is o algebra was neeuea tongure the outcome of the turkey business at this rate, together with our prospective profits, in the light of this new fact. It was clear that something must be done, and at once too, or ruin would swallow up the poultry firm. Rightly or wrongly, we attributed the mischief to a certain " silver-gray " fox that had several times been seen in the neighborhood that autumn. It would take far too much space to rel.Ue in detail the plans laid and put into execution to catch that fox during the next two weeks. 1 recollect that we set three traps lor him to no purpose, and that we borrowed a fox-hound to hunt him with, but merely succeeded in run ning him to his burrow in a neighboring rocky hill-side, whence we found it im possible to dislodge the wily fellow. Meanwhile the fox (or foxes) had suc ceeded in getting two more of the tur keys. Heroes, it is taid, are born of great crises. I Ills uilemma 01 ours ueveiopeu Tom's genius. "I'll have that tox. ne sani, wnen me trans failed; and when the hound proved of no avail he ttill said, "I'll have him yet." "But how?" I asked. Tom said he would s-how me. Ile brought a two bushel basket and went out in the fields. In the stone-heaps and beside lho old logs and stumps there were dozens of deserted mouse-nests, each a wad of fine dry grass as large as a quart box. These he gathered u , and tilled the great has kct. ".There," said be, triumphantly, "don't them smell mousey?" They certainly did; they eavorod as strongly of mice as Tom's question of bad grammar. "And don't fox' a catch mice"'' de manded Tom, confidently. " Yes, but I don't see how that's going to catch the fox," 1 said. " Well, look here, then, I'll show ye," said he. " Play you's the fox ; aud play 't was night aud you was prowling around the fields. Go off now out there bv that stump." Full of wonder and curiosity I retired to the stump. Tom meantime turned out the mass of nests and with it com pletely covered himself. The pile now resembled an enormous mouse nest, or rather a small hav-cock. Pretty soon 1 heard a low, high-keyed, squeaking noise, accompanied by a slight rustle in side the nest. Evidently there were mice in it ; and feeling my character as a fox at staKe 1 at once trotted forward, then crept up, and as tha rustling and squeakiug continued made a pounce into the grass as 1 had heard it said that foxes did when mousing. Instantly two spry brown hands from out the nest clutched me with a most vengeful grip. As a fox I struggled tremendously. But Tom overcame me forthwith, choked me nearly black in the face, then in dumb show knocked my head with a stone. - "D'ye see now?" he demanded. I saw. " But a fox would bite you," I ob jected. - - "Let him bite," said Tom. "I'll resk him when I once get those two bread hooks on him. And he can't smell me through the mouse-nests, cither." That night we set ourselves to put the stratagem in operation. With the du-k we stole out into the field where the stone heaps were and where we had oftencst heard the foxes bark. Select ing a nook in the edge of a clump of raspberry briers which grew about a great pine stump Tom lay down and I covered him up completely with the con tents of the big basket. He then prac ticed squeaking and rustling several times to be sure that all was in good trim. His squeaks were perfect successes made by sucking the air sharply betwixt his teeth. " Now ne of said Tom, " and don't come poking round nor get in sight till you hear me holler." Thus exhorted, 1 went to the barn and established myself at a crack on the back side, which looked out upon the field where Tom was ambushed. Tom. meanwhile, as he afterward told me, waited till it had gfown dark, then began squeaking and rustling at in tervals, to draw the attention of the fox when he should first come out into the clearing, for foxes have ears so wonder fully acute that they are able to hear a mouse squeak twenty rods away, it is said. An hour passed. Tom must have grown pretty tired of squeaking. It was a moonless evenig, though not very dark. I could see objects at a little distance through the crack, but could not see so far as the stump. It got rather dull watching there; and, being amidst nice, cozy slraw, I presently went to sleep, quite unintentionally. I must have slept some time, though it seemed to me but a very few minutes. What woke me was a noise a sharp, suppressed yelp. It took me a moment to understand where I was and why I was there. A sound of scuffling and tumbling on the ground, at some dis tance, assisted my wandering wits, and I rushed out of the barn and ran toward the field. As I ran two or three dull whacks came to my ear. "Got him, Tom?" I shouted, rushing up- Tom was holding and squeezing one of bis hands with the other and shaking it violently. He said not a word, and left me to poke about and stumble on the limp, warm carcass of a large fox that lay near. "Bite ye?" I exclaimed, after satisfy ing myself that the fox was dead. " Some," said Tom. and that was all t could get from him that night. We took the fox into the house and lighted a candle. It was a "silver--gray.' Tom washed his bite in cold water and went to bed- Next morning he wag in a sorry and very sore plight. His left hand was bitten through the palm and badly swollen. There was also a deep bite in the fleshy part of his right arm, just below the elbow, several minor nips in his left leg above the knee and a ragged grab in the chin. These numer ous bites, however, were followed by no serious 111 effects. - The next day Tom told me that the fox had suddenly plunged into the grass, that he had caught hold of one of ita hind legs and that they had rolled over and over in the grass together. He owned to me that wben the tox bit turn on the chin he let go of the brute, and would have given up the fight but that the fox had actually attacked him. " Upon that," said Tom, " I juat determined to have it out with him." Considering the fact that a fox is a very active, sharp-biting animal, and that tnis was an unnaturally large male, 1 have always thought Tom got off very well. I do not think that he ever cared to make a fox-trap of . himself again, however. We sold the fox-skin in the village, and received thirteen dollars for it, whereas a common red-fox skin is worth no more than three dollars. How or by what wiles that fox got the turkeys out of the high butternut is a secret one that perished with him. It would seem that he must either have climbed the tree or else have practiced sorcery to make the turkeys come down. O. A. Stephen, in St. Aichola. The Manly Boy. What is it makes a manly boy? It is not size or weight, for there are some large, heavy boys that are anything but manly. We saw one once, a big, burly tellow, aoout lourteen years oiu, witn a fist like a small sledge-hammer, and a voice as loud, almost, as that of a mule; but we did not think he was very manly when we saw him pick up a small boy, who was quietly playing with a little wooden wagon, and lift him above bis head, while he screamed in his ear as loud as he could, and then set him down. Tbe little fellow was pale with fright, and cried ; the big fellow laughed aloud, and went his way, ha-ha ing as he went, and no doubt thinking he bad done a very fine thing. But be was not manly. Nor does the power to smoke cigars without getting sick make a manly boy. Some boys think so, we know. We have even seen small boys, nine or ten years old, pick up stumps of cigars which men have thrown into the gutter, and puff away at them, holding up tlieir heads and stalking along, as if to say: "Ladies and gentlemen, look at us. We are men, we are. We smoke, ana we aon 1 get sick." But they are not men. A manly boy is one who shows some good, manly qualities. We do not ex pect him to be so large as a man, strong as a man, or as wise as a man. But he will betrutlul, honest ana weii-oenavea. He will never speak of his father as the "Governor" or the "old man," nor will he speak of his mother as the "old woman." He will not be ashamed to have it known that he loves both his father and his mother; nor will he be afraid of all the ridicule which silly boys may heap upon him because of this love. They may call him a " baby" and say what they please about being " led by his mother's apron-strings;" he does not mind that, for be knows he is right. He will never engage in low, mean sports; he loves real sport, but will do notning ior iun mat ua wouio ue airaiu to talk about at the dinner-table. He does not torment small boys, but is ready to help them when he can. His sisters are not careful to hide their woik, their books, or their toys trom him, lest ho should disturb or destroy them; he would never think of that, ne is care ful not to be greedy at the table, or rude in company, but remembers that others have rights as well as himself. Does anybody sav this is all very well to talk about, but that no one ever yet saw such bovs as are here described? We answer, " There are such boys, plen ty of them, and we have seen them.' They are as full of tun as other boys; thev equal anyoouy at 111c utucrent sports in which boys delight; they swim aud skate, and play ball; and rdl hoop, and run just like either boys; but their behavior is gentle and kind. These manly beiys, when they grow up, will make re-al men; they will be, in the best sense of tha word, gentlemen Congreiationalint. The other evening when a Sixth street father boxed his son's ears as a punishment for impudence the lad stood before him and remarked: "See here, father, 1 was reading thin morning that the drum of the ear is oue of the must sensitive things in tbe human system. A sudden blow upon the ear is liable to produce deafness, and the practice of culling children cannot be too severely censured. It is but a relic of that dark period when a man with a w art nn his nose was p'lt to death as a s .rccrcr. ianburL Xeirt. Patient to doctors after consulta tion: "Tell me the worst, j-cntlemen ; am I going to die?'' Doctors: " We are divided on that question, sir; hut there is a majority of one that you w ill live."