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THE HOIE CIRCLE.
"THE NINETY AND NINE." The following is one of Sankey's favorite hymns, which he sings with thrilling effect at the Moody and Sankey revival meetings. It was written for Mr. Sankey by a lady in England, but the music is dankey's own: There were ninety and nine that safely lay In the shelter of the fold, But-ono was-out on-the-hills away Far off from the gates of gold; Away on the mountains wild and bare, Away from the tender Shepherd's care. Lord thou hast here thy ninety and nine, Are they not enough for thee ? But the Shepherd made answer, one of mine Has wandered away from me. And although the road be rough and steep I go to the desert to inad my sheep. But none of the ransomed ever knew How deep were the waters crossed, Nor how dark was the nignt that the Lord passed through Ere he found his sheep that was lost. Out in the desert he heard its cry, Sick and helpless and ready to die. Lord, whence are those blood drops all the way That mark out the mountain's track ?, They were shed for one who had gone astray Ere the Shepherd could bring him- back. Lord, whence are Thy hands so rent and torn ? They were pierced to-night by many a thorn. And all through the mountains, thunder riven And up from the rocky steep There rose a cry to the gate of Heaven, "'Rejoice, I have found my sheepl!" An d the angels re-echo around the throne, "Rejoice, for the Lord brings back his own." CONJUGAL HARMONY. Says the illustrious Thomas Jefferson lHarmony in the married state is the first thing to be aimed at. Nothing can preserve affections uninterrupted but a firm resolution sever to differ in will, and a determination of each to render the love of the other of more value than any earthly object whatever on which a wish can be fixed. How light, hn fact, is the sacrifice of any other wish when weighed against the affections of one with whom we are to pass ou:' whole life? Opposition in a single instance will hardly of itself produce alienation ; that only takes place when all the little oppositions are put, as it were, in a pouch, which, while it is fill Ing, the alie:natioa is insensibly going on and when full, it is complete. It would puzzle either to say why, because no one difference of opinioh had been marked enuough to produce a serious effect by itself. The affections are wearied out by the con stant stream of little obstacles. Other sour:ces of discontent, very common indeed, are the little cross-purposes of hus band and wife in common conversation; a disposition to criticise and question what the other says, a desire to demonstrate and make the other feel in the wrong, especially in com pany. Nothing is so goadling. Much bet ter, therefore, if our companion views a thing in a light different from what we do, to leave him in quiet possession of his view. What is the use of rectifying him if the thing be unimportant ? Let it pass for the present, and wait a softer moment and more conciliatory occasion of riveting the subject togather. It is :;'onderful how many are rendered unmhappy by inattention to the little rules of prudence. HEALTH AND FASHION. The &cience qf Health says: Not until we deal conscientiously with nature, aIs we do with tradesmen, shall we, as individuals, be entitledl to rewards of merit. We ask for a load of good wood, pay the market price for it, get the worthl of our money, and have the satisfaction of warmth from the fire it makes. Suppose the dealer knew we would not pay for it. He would hot be likely to give full meatsure df the best qtality. The dainty bits of lace, jet ornaments and plume, rosebuds and velvets composing a hat are very becoming to some fatces. 'Tile dressy hat has a price. It takes money to pay for it. The little woman wishes to look stylish, pays tile price, and is satisfied and happy until the fashion changes. She d. sires health and elasticity of step, buoyance of spirit. Could they be purchased atStew art's or of Worth, millions of dollars wo~id roll to the credit ot thehi bank accounts. Alas, poor child of fatshion! gold cannot buy for you the dewy freshiess of vigorous lif, The sunshine and raiw~rops are gifts. Roses in Cheeks, cherrles h, color of lips, omue from withbt, The price ta servi~, and faithful service too,under the most exacting physicians, Mother Nature. Her rewards are sure, her punishlmnts certain. There can be no appeal ,o a higher court -no amendment to he: divinely appoint ed "constitution." Will you enter a will ing student? Are you willing to meas ure your life by her rule and comp'iss and square? "No." Then there is little hope for you. A ITEROINE BY MISTAKE.-The Lexington (Ky.) Gazette heartlessly spoils a thrilling story which recently came from that city. It says: "One dark night, not long ago, a burglar catered a private residence on Broadway. On ascending one flight of stairs he observed a light in a chamber, and while deliberating what to do, a large wo man suddenly descended upon him, seized him by the throat, pushed him down through the hall, and forced him into the hall before he had time to think. ' Heroic Repulso of a Burglar by a "Woman' was the way the story was told the next day. But when friends called and congratillated her upon her courage, she exclaimed, ' Good Gracious, I didn't know it was a burglar. If I had I should have been frightined to death. I thought it was my husband came home drunk, and I was determined lie shouldn't stay in the house in that colndition." GOOD BYEn AT THE SHIP'S SIDE.--DOH Piatt, writing back from Europe, describes some parting scenes which he witnessed on the wharf at New York : We looked calmly at all going on all about us. How frantic ally wives threw themselves into the arms of fond husbands, and wet their shirt bosoms with the salt wat.er of our life's sea. Said one, between sobs, "It was so cruel of you not to let me take Ned. I know-ow ow he'll be neglected and sur-sur-suff.r." Ned, pet name for a child we thought, how hard to have the mother separtited from the darling of her heart. But the husband, his eyes wet with tears, assured her that Ned should not be neglected. He would see to Ned himself. " And out his meat and make his bed?" sobbed she. " Yes, darling'." " And bathe him in bran and warm water, and comb and cu-cu-curl his tail ?" " Yes," there was no mistaking it, Neddy was a dog, little dog, a wretched poodle or black and tan, that was drawing from. the depths these burning tears. We turned away disgusted, to hear an other grief-stricken creature say: "Do take care of yourself, (lear, and write every steamer. If I miss a steamer I shall be wretched. And, dear, couldn't you tele graph nme what that jury does in the Beccher trial? Very mean in them. I was certain they'd do something before we sailed." TRUE POLITEXESS.-One cannot be polite and well mannered without kind feelings and a good heart. All the rules of etiquette. and all the hand books and "Guides to Soci ety" in the world are worthless, if you have nothing within your soul which teaches you. to do unto others as you would have them do unto you. You may learn tobow and to sh:l.e hands according to the best rules of deportment; you may make calls at the right time, and understand the corner of your visiting cards tboroughly; butt if you lhave spite in your heart,and envyin your soul, you will not be well mannered. If you desire to boast, to be conspicuous, to monopolize at tention, to hurt the feelings of innocent peo ple, and to sow dissension between friends, you cannot make a lady or gentleman of yourself by any number of airs and graces. But ifyou are kind and good, and wish peo ple well, and prefer to say pleasant things when you can, you will be polite without trying to be, and only silly people will criti cise any form of hearty welcome, any effobrt to make them comfortable that may occur to you. MAKE home the sweetest spat in all the world for the children. Their hearts will become so much attached to it that ever afterwards they will recall the days spent there with emotions of pleasure. How much do we long sometimes for somebody to know us, Some one to whom our little troubles maj be told, andl from whom a word of kinlgy cheer will bea stim ulous to action. SA TRUTHFUL SKETCH.-Let a main fall in s business, what an effect it has on his former e creditors! Men who have taken hint by the t arm, laughed and chatted with him by .the hour, shrug their sholders, and pass on with - a cold " IHow do you do?" - Every tritle of a bill is hunted up and pre I seated, that would not have seen the light B for months to come, but fbr the misfortune of the debtor. If it is paid, well and good; if aot, the scroll of the sheriff, perhaps,. meets him at the corner. A man that has Snever failed knows but little of human na tut e. [n prosperity, he sails along gently, wafted by favoring smiles and kind words from ev- I f erybody, He prides himself on his name ail spo less character, and makes his boast that he has not an enemy, in the world. Alas, the change ! Ie looks at the world in a different light when reverses come upon i hins. He reads suspicion on every 'brow. SHe hardly knows how to move, or to do this ih thing or the other; there are spies aibout d him ; a writ is ready for his back. To know what kind of stuffthe world is made of, an person must be unfortunate, and stop pay. ing once in his lifetime. If he has khid i friends, then 11:ey are made manifest. A failure is a moral seive-.it brings out the t wheat and shows the chaff. A man thus a learns that words and pretended good will are not and do not constitute real friend- s ship. d A Mo'.TnmEi's WORTH.--Many a discour- t aged mother folds her hands at night, and feels as if she had done nothing, although N she has not spent an idle moment since she c s rose. Is it nothing that yotir litte children v have hid some one to come to with all their 1 childisi.griefs and joys ? Is it nothing that g your husband feels "safe" when he is a-vay e at his bitsiness, because your careful hands 1 direct everything :i't home ? Is it nothing, when his business is over, that he has the blessedrefutge of home, which you have that C day done your best to brighten and refine? 1 Oh, weary and faithful mother ! you little know your power when you say, "I have done nothing," There is a book in which a faiirer record than this is written over against your nartme.-Star of Pascagola. , NEARNESS OF D)EATII.-When we walk sear powerful machinery, we know that one a qtis-step and those mighty enginea would r tear us to pieces with their flying wheels, or a grind us to po.lder in their ponderous jaws. So when we are thundering aceross the land t in a railroad carrihge, and thee is nothing but an inch of iron flange to hold us on the e line. So, when we are in a ship, and there ,1 is nothing but the thickness of a plank be- t tween us and eternity. We imagine then t r that we see how olose we are to the edge of a the precipice. ti But we do not see it. Whether on the sea t or on the land, the partition that divides us 1 e from eternity is something less than the oak i1 s plank, or a half,inch iron- flange. Thl ma chinery oi'life and death is within us. The u 1- tissuesjthat hold the beattug powers in their t e place are often not thicker than a sheet of s u. paper;, and if that thin partition rupt uire, it i n woulckbe the same as if a cannotn ball had o struck us. Death is inseperably bound up a ws with libe in the very structure of our bodies. t e Struggle as he would to widen the space, i >t no maun can, at any time go further from u death than the thickness of a thin sheet of 1 I papet. He'that always waits upon God, is ready .- whensoever He calls. Neglect not to set . your accounts even; he is a happy man who , so lies, as that death at all times may find zf him at leisure to die. s* GAVETY.-There are two kinds of gayety; f - the one arises fromn want of heart, being Stouched byno pity, sympathizing with no I it pain, even of its own causing; it shines and ( glitters like a frostbound river in the gleam rt ing sun. The other springs from excess of 1 o heait-that is, from a heart overflowing I with kindness towards all men and all Sthinrgs; and suffering under no superadded I 11 grief, it is light from the happiess which it I r cau~es, from the happiness which it see,. I t This may be compared to the same river, sparkling and smiling under the sun of sum- 1 meri, and running on to give fertilit..and in >r crease to all witllhin, and even to many be. n yond, its reach. n Wmar is the difference between a sploon 1- keeper and a printer ? One "sets up" the people; the other sets up what they say.. GOLDEN SHEAVES. What comfort when with clouds of woe The heart is burdened, and we weep To feel that pain must end-to know "He giveth his beloved sleep." When in the mid-day march we meet The outstretched shadows of the night, The promise, how divinely sweet, `"At even-time it shall be light.'' -Alice care., MISERY haunts the ways of vice. NEVER. loose an opportunity to speak good word or do a good deed. --We hear the rain fall, but not the Satow. Bitter grief is loud, calm grief is silent. , -The mere man of pleasure is an unsatil fled being, and miserable in his heart. -Mankind like and respect men of dec ion; border men, neutral men are detested. MONEY is the bottomless sea, in whloh honor, conscience and truth are often drowned. LEISURE for men of business, and busa ness for men of leisure, would cure mdny complaints. -Temptation rarely. comes in worksis hours. It is in their leisure time that uien are made or marred. --Lost, yesterday, between .sunrise aid sunset, two golden hours, each get with.slxt diamond minutes. No reward is offered ai, they are gone forever. -Christ, when he blesses, blesses not' In word only, but m deed. The lips of truth cannot promise more than themhands of love will surely give. -The height' of earthly promotion an6i glory lifts us no whit nearer: heaven. It l, easier to step there from the iowley Nale it humiliation and sorrow. --Speaking truth is like writingtair, and comds only by practice; it is less a rmatt6r of will than of habit; and I doubt if any occasion can be trivial which permits the practice and formation of suchi a habit.- Ruskin. -The ways of the world are strange and devious. Yet there is great good int, tbr "a touch of misfortune maketh all mankind -kin." Many a man deeply engrossed in business, hurrying along the pathway of life, absorbed in worldly cares, turns ndw ia`ti& then aside for retrospections ahid kindily a . And these are the flowers he strews albPg the pathway of his earthly existende.' -Come quietly away with me, and `Y will walk up and down the narrow path-by the sweetbrier hedge; and, as we listen to the low song of the blackbird, the fresh air will cool, our aching brows, an)4 we ,phs find comfort. In these things, fresh Or at.4 the bird's song, and the fragrance of tie lovely flowers, God has given a bles.i.; like sleep, they are His nedi Fles-" balhp of sweet minds." We will waik to and fr under the shade of those elus1 and we wtMl be calm; bitter recollections shall be ,mtup sweet by the thought of His mercies ; and, in the midst of the sorrows we have in, our hearts, His comforts shall refresh o ragul, and oDrr minds shall be s(oreId lth tianya. thoughts, sweet like the perflume of the flowers. -I recommend nosour, ascetic life. 'I, be lieve not only in the thqrns on the rosabusl, but in thow rose which the thorns dflA . Aseeticism is the child of sensaality aud; su. 'perstition. She is the s.ret mnother of maay at secret sin. GOd, when he w:ade mat~' body, did not give us a fiber too much nor a passion too mmny.·' I would stea no, violet from the young maiden's bosom; rathor would I fill r arms with mopre; fragrant roses. Buft life merely. of pleasure, or chiefly of'pleasure, is always a poor umnd wortFl ' life, not worth the living always unsan etory in its course, always mjser-' ble n its end. Read the literature of ,ua pen,' from Anacreon of old to Anacr~on I Moore of yur times, and it is the most'unnat.. fisetorty literature in the world. 'the. the banquet, and the winecireins ." ndo@ Sers are gay; but behind all tse b~t. eenu - blematio coflin, and the st4i astndi imr - to scare the man frm1piV t8lea had ilipa. - No lameritationasm' JeaiMM' are to 15bsi0 sad as the literature of pleasure. '.lt Z wdl to be'ascetic esonet thain~aste yotwr l~fb t hse jorts. The tearle.t ~a .tae ltily passport to tflQ a Jatis~batLpn. 0tUf !4I