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THE IIOYIE CIRCLE.
BY NEWELL LOVEJOY. Some time in the earthly hereafter, An angel will whisper to ume And say with a face full of pity, ' Thy loved one is passing from thee. " The new year--aye, and sooner May tind me in life alone; In my bosom the blossom of sorrow, On my lips at grief-laden moan. I am nerving myself for the hour When God's message shall sound in my ear; I am praying for strength from my Maker To pass through the tiial severe. But alas, when the Heavenly Sower Shall utter the words that bring woe, Be it sooner or later, I shall be Unready to hear them, I know. Ah! 'twill prove to have been no fancy, The throbbings that then stir my heart; The sobbings--the terrible sobbings That ever of grief are a part. But as by her couch I sit holding The hand growing icy the while; My eyes resting on the dear feature-, Lit up with so saintly a smile; I shall know, after all, through the darkness That leads to the beautiful day, That never shall end, since immortal, Miy mother is wending her way! Ann Arbor, Mich., Nov. 1875. DON'T FRET. "There is no rest but cnlm."--It would be as impossible for an invalid to forecast the perfect happiness of heaven, as to try to imagine the more than oriental luxury of atmosphere that encompasses a perfectly sound and healthy body. Atmosphere in which it revels with a sort of e:stacy similar to that which succeeds the Turkish Bath. IHealthy people never ",fret," only phys ical infirmity is testy or given to chronic fault finding. A fretful disposition seldom gets above trifles, and it thrives and grows like a noxious weed under cultivation. The most disagreeable people are the "constitutional grtunblers." They are everywhere like stumnbling block:, and fret at anything, everything, and indeed noth ing. We feel oppressed shut up in the same room with them and ache to get awai. and do get away as far as possible without manifesting downril.ht incivility. manifesting downright incivility. There are few who care to hear about the ailments and misfortunes of others, those topics are never entertaining. Fretting brands the imbecile. In view of the fact that we really make ourselves what we are in great measure, if unhappy temperaments must vent their spleen and misanthropy, in the name of reason, let their pestilent lu- ti mors be indulged in privacy, so as to trans mit as little unnecessary misery to others as possible. If fretting could by any possibility ac complish any good something might be said in justification; but as the only thing it does accomplish is mental degeneracy, the sooner the habit is abandoned the better for the moral and intellectual well-being of its vic tirms. It can be helped--must be- helped if we q expect to get on the highway that leads to better thing hereafter. There are no "grum- b blers" in heaven. Fretting is a habit that multiplies upon itself in greater ratio than h any other vice in the moral calendar. h Remembering the short-sightedness and in- 1 sufficiency of human nature, it is something of a wonder that so many indulge in com- a plaints to-day that by to-morrow are thought t lit subjects for rejoicing. We grumble more at what bye-and-bye e seems to us to have been for the best, and e whether it seems so or not, most likely wvill be remembei'ed a year hence, if at all, with a twinge of vexation that we should have been so deeply stirred by a matter so small. Fretful people are made so by little things; and it is it curious problem in the human economy that those who permit themsevives to be harassed almost to the verge of insanity by some temporary griev ance or petty perplexity, when merciless dis aster does come down like an avalanche upon their heads, stand up bravely, men that they are, like old Atlas beaneath the world, and view the wreck of fortune, hope, and home, without a trenmor. Man hood or womanhood is too' noble, too godlike, to vex itself over trivialities, like impatient children, Trials will some, as matter and mind are hinged, and if men wince under the rod they have to remember that fire cleanses from dross and tests the gold. Complain ing won't help it any. "Grin and bear it" is a sturdy old motto and as excellent as it is homely. The fact is, trials and vexations of this life are a won derful spur to action. Obstacles that must be surmounted are morally certain to be the means of calling to the sufface the very best there is in men ; and with the heart and soul in the work there is little time or dis position to "fret"--little time to brood over a shadow. Don't fret! Disease asks nothing better to feel upon, while a quite mind and genial temper are its worst enemies. Judicious exercise and hearty occupation will do won ders towards :reconciling us to the decrees of Providence or the inequalities of fortune, however harsh at first blush they may seem. Let me prescribe for my friend, the "consti tutional grumbler" over yonder in the corner: Go honestly and earnestly to work my friend! quit the use of tobacco, anl stim ulants, and immoderate meals ! Forget your self part of the time, and be sure to open your heart to the sunbeams of heaven that are always shining, Tear away that dreary curtain that so long has hung like a curse over your moral vision, and let in a glimpse of the glow and gladness that fills this great good earth of ours to overflowing !-and my word for it, you will catch some of the truth and beau ty there is abroad in the glorious universe that God looked upon and called "good." -Elmo Wildwood in Dirigo Rural. 1EMEM~I BEMEED TOO LATE. "Johnson, the officer says you were drunk, and that you haven't drawn a sober breath for a week. How is that, Johnson?" "Yer honor," said Johnson, as he dropped one arm over the rail, and leaned back heavily on the policeman who supported inim by the shonider, " yer honor, it's true, I've been drunk for a week,- as you say, an' I haven't got a word to say to defend myself. I've been in this 'ere court, I guess, a hundred times before, an' every time Pi~re at-ke.rdyer k.-.-e o t. me off light. But this time I don't have no fear. You can sent me up for ten days or ten years; it's all one now." As he spoke he brushed away a tear with his hat, and when he paused he coughed, a dry racking cough, and drew his tattered coat closer about his throat. "When I went up before," lie continued, "I always counted the days an' the hours till I'd come off. This time I'll count the blocks to the Potter's Field, I'm almost gone, Judge." HTe paused again, and looked' down upon hlis almost shoeless feet. "When I was a little country boy my moth er used to say to rme: "'Charl'ey, if you want to be a man nev er touch liquor;' an' I'd answer, 'No, moth er, I never will.' If I'd kept that promise you an' me wouldn't have been so well ac quainted, Judge. If I could only be a boy again for half a day; if I could go into the old school-house just once more and see the boys and girls, as I used to see them in the old days, I could lie right down here and die happy. But it's too late. Send me up, Judge. Make it for ten days or make it for life. It don't make no difference. One way would be as short as the other. All I ask now is to die alone; I've been in crowded tenements for years. If I can be alone for a little while before I go I'll die content ed." The shoulder of the muddy coat fell from the policeman's hand, and the used up man fell in a heap to the flour. He was carried to the little room behind the rail. His temples were bathed and his wrists were chafed. But it was no use. Though his heart still beat he.was fast going to join his schoolmates who have crossed the flood. The shutters were bowed-the door was closed. He might die contented, for he was left alone. BasxIxG IN A BURIED CITY.-The Italian t paper Perseveranza contains some remarks 1 about the three hundred writing-tablets of a Pompeiian banker at Pompeii. It says that in nearly all of the little books, ,containing , three tablets each, the four inner-sides are .t covered with wax on which afine, small writing is to he seen. They contain agreed ments about loans, on which.a certain rate of interest is to be paid. First, the debtor acknowledges to having received the money (the sum being expreseed in words), and promises to pay it at a certain date, with a surplus of interest; secondly, they contain the date, the names of the duumviri, the town authorities, and the two consuls. The names of the witnesses are writen under this, and a seal is fastened to the two tablets, on which the contract is written, with a cordl. Sometimes the creditor wrote a short extract of the contract on the margin. The banker's name is L. Caius Tucundus. Ilis life-size bronze bust, which is one of the most interesting at Pompeii, has also been recovered. WOMAN IN SOCIETY. The great French Emperor Napoleon, while in a conversation with some of his courtiers on the subject of the nation, its soldiers, their patriotism, etc., was asked what France most needed, and his emphatic reply was "mothers." In all countries where woman is held as the equal of man, her influence is wonderful for good or for evil as she may choose to use it. Iiow im portant, then, that she should be actuated by the right motives and should be found in the society of the young to help shape their characters for usefulness. The society of woman is not only refining, but it is agreea ble, and any society composed largely of women needs no other, and could find no greater element of cohesion. Many of our readers remember the old Washingtonian temperance society, which rose and spread rapidly for awhile, but then dwindled down to a handful. The Sons of Temperance then came on to the stage of action. They adopted closed doors, or secrecy, but there was an element of strength and cohesion yet lacking, and when the Good Templars organized with woman as a co-laborer, the Sons of Temperance had to admit her as a visiting member to hold their membership. Take woman out of the church to-day, and who can safely say how long it would sur vive the blow ? Pious men would of course not forsake their religion, but they would enjoy it at home with their ;families rather than at a public place of worship, without then ' and their influence would be lost to the vorld. O'nly a fw day i1n( we hieard a gentleman remark " Woman holds, the keys sure, if she only knew it." The history of the past is full of instances of men being led to destruction, or save:1 as brands from the burning fire by the influence of woman. A certain man once said, " Let me write the songs of a nation, and I care not who makes its laws." lie might have said, guarantee the virtue of the women of the nation and give them their proper position in society, and I will warrant the nation's safety. What nation or society can ignore their in fluence ? The success of the Patrons of Hus bandry was secured as soon as woman was admitted within its gates. What is most - needed now, is to give her work there and encourage her to do the work. Make her feel at home, then bring in the younger members of the community under her influ ence, and the farmer's future is bright and his destiny safe.--Journal of Agriculture and F~armer. ROUGH JOKE ON A LOVER. The Reading Eagle says that on Tuesday a young man from Springfield, Chester county, Pa., visited that city to buy a num ber of Christmas presents for a young lady to whom he is engaged. A number of young men knew of the trip to Reading, and as it was dark when he neared the house of his intended, the party waited for him along the road, and when he was think ing over the effects the presents would pro duce he was suddenly met in the road by four masked men, who caught him and tied him with a rope, and took the presents from him. HIe begged for his life, but they still continued to tie him, hand and foot, and they threw him down and made him state when the wedding was to take place, and what he had bought, and how he had paid attention to the lady. To all these questons he answered promptly and then would beg them not to kill him. To close the . port, they tied his hands securely behind his back, turning his coat inside out first, then tying the presents on his back, they started him Lor the house of his intended, and threatened that if he did not go in they would assault him again. He went in, .but what the result of the interview was, is not twuown. " COXING THRO' THE RYE." Every one has heard the pretty Scotch ballad bearing the above title, which was for many years a favorite with singers in the parlor and the concert-room. And nearly every one has the idea-very naturally taken from the lines- If a laddie meet a lassie, Comin' thro' the rye ; and A' the lads they smile on me When comin' thro' the rye that the lads and lasses of the song were ac customed to tavel through the fields ofstand ing rye, as over a common higihway. This popular misconception is corrected by Dr. Bombaugh, in a footrnote printed in the "Literature of Kissing." He there states that near Ayr, Scotland, there is a small, shallow stream called the Rye, which, hav ing neither bridge nor ferry, was forded by the rustics on their way to and from the mar ket. It used to be the custom of the coun try, when a lad met a lass midway in the Rye, to steal a kiss from her; and it is that custom which is commemorated in the bal lad. This explanation is confirmed by the stanza Jenny is a' wat, prim bodie; Jenny's Seldom dry ; She drags it a' her petticoatle Comia' thro'.the .rye. GOLDEN SHEAVES. When quiet in a darkened room A form lies cold and chlUl, To whom the solemn voice of Death Has whispered,' " Peace, be still! I' They who survive will linger near, And ask with anxious mind, How much of gold the dead man had, " What hao he left behind ? '" The angel who withglistening wings Is hovering round the bed, And bending with inquiring look Above the silent dead, Demands, ' What was thelifk he led" And scans the record o'er; " What treastre has he new in heaven, What good deeds sent before? " -Make men intelligent, and they, become inventive, -The fixed purpose sways and bends all circumstances to its use, as the wind bends the reeds and rushes beneath it. -Ithfe.it. s fld_. .rb w A epun~e own conduct, we shall have no me t :nd fault with the conduct of others,. -As nothing truly valuable can be attaln ed without Industry, so there can, be no persevering industry without a deep sense of the value of time -Say nothing respecthig yourself, either good, bad, or indifferent-nothing good,for .. that is vanity; nothing bad, for that is I fectation; nothinlg indifferent, for that is silly. -Glory, like a shadowr fiieth him who pursueth it; but it followeth at the heels of; him who would fly from it. If thou contest it without merit, thou shall never attaaln iU .. to it. If thou deservest i tthough thou hide thyself it will never forsake thee. -True Friendship. By frlendship you, mean the greatest love, the greatest Use. fulness, and the most open commuleais~u - tion, and the noblest sufferings, and the. severest truth, and the earttlest counsel, and the greatest union. of minds of wh1tct brave men and women are capable.-J srAen Taylor. -It is not great battles alone thath iht the world's history,wnor great. poeems alone that make the generations grow. There. is a still, small ain friotm heaven that has more to do with the blessedness of. nature, and of human nature, than the mightiest earthquake or the loveliest rainbow. -Family religon is of unspeakable mpor-. tance. Its effect will greatly 'depend on the silcerlty of the head of the family, and on his mode of conducting the worshia 'oi his household. Ifhb techildren and seqMts do not see his prayer exemplified In hflSteBn er and manners, they will be dIa~gsle edith religion. -A man who acquires a Baftt of g'ing way to depression is on the road to rtI. When trouble comes upon hin.m, tead of rousing his energies to combat it, he weak ens, and his fatculties grow dill,, and his j.4lgment obsoured, and h slake In t. slough ofdesypar.