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THE HOME CIRCLE.
BETTER THAN GOLD. Better than gold is a conscience clear, Though toiling for bread in an humble sphere, Doubly blest with content and health, Untired by the lust of cares of wealth. Lowly living and lofty thought Adorn and ennoble a poor man's cot For man and morals, on nature's plan, Are the genuine test of a gentleman. Better than gold is the sweetvrepose Of the sons of toil, when their labors close; Better than gold is a poor man's sleep, And the balm that drops on his slumbers deep. Bring sleepy draughts to the downy bed, Where luxury pillows his aching head; His simpler opiate labor deems A shorter road to the land of dreams. Better than gold is a thinking 1hind, That in the realm of books can find A treasurer surpassing Australian ore, And live with the great and good of yore. A heart that can feel for a neigbor's woe, And share his joys with a genial.glow; With sympathies large enough to enfold All mnen as brothers-is better than gold. Better than gold is a peaceful home, Where all the fireside charities come- The shrine of love and the heaven of life, Hallowed by mother, or sister, or wife. However humble the soul may be, Or tired by sorrow with heaven's decree, The blessings that never were bought or sold, And centre there, are better than gold. "SUPERFLUOUS WOMEN." In a recent lecture Mrs. Livermore made the following pointed and sensible remarks; All through the land, in homes and out side of them, I find these women, unwedded in the vulgar parlance of every-day speech called "old( maids," with a shrug of the shoulder, and a slight dash of scorn, in the finer language of sociologists and essayists denominated " superfluous women." They have been brave enough to elect to walk through life alone, when some man, has asked them in marriage whom they could not love; with white lips they have said " no," while their hearts have said " yes," because duty demanded of them the sacri fice of their own happiness. Their lives have been stepping stones for the advance Inent of younger sisters ; they have earned the money to carry brothers through col lege into profession ; like the Caryatides of architecture, they stand in their places and uphold the roof over a dependent house hold; they invert the order of nature and become mothers to the aged, childish par ents, fathers and mothers, whose failing feet they guide gently down the hill of life, and whose withered hands they by and by fold beneath the daisies; they carry words of cheer and a world of comfort to households invaded by trouble, sickness or death. The dusty years stretch far behind them ; beauty and comeliness drop away from them, and they grow faded and careworn ; they become nobodies to the hurrying, rushing, bustling world, and by-and-by they slip out into the gloom-the shadows will veil them forever from "earthly sight-the great surprise of joyful greeting will welcome them, and they will thrill to the embrace of the heav .enly Bridegroom. Ah, Stewart, who from your "$100,000,000 of earthly treasures have given $1,000,000 to the working women in a beautiful home I Ah, Peabody, whose gifts of libraries and institutes and educational funds were prince ly! Ah, Vanderbilt, and )rew, who have put millions into the endowment of schools and colleges-these poor women have given and are giving more than ye all. For out of your abundance ye have given but little, and these superfluous women have given their all,themselves, with their loving hearts, with their possibilities of happiness, with their dreams of the future! Ah, four-starred Grant and Sherman, not so heroic was your march to the fearfll bristling wilderness, and from Atlanta to the sea, as is the lonely pas sage of life made by nmany an unmated wo man, except as her celibate life serves to point a jest, or add cynical pleasantry to a story. Ye were stimulated by the cheers and prayers ot a nation, while the gaze of tle world followed you. But the path of these women was through the hot shot ot ridicule and satire. I.t us give to women such training, phys ically, industrially, intellectually and spirit tials' that we shame the word "superflu ous "i out of the vocabulary, as descriptive of women. And thisa will help men, and el evate them, quite as much as any special work which might be done for them, and thus collective humanity will be benefited, and a higher civilization be promoted for The woman's cause is man's; they rise or sink Together, dwarfed or god-like, bond or free. A GOLDEN GIRL. There is a servant girl living in a family in a certain city, who wouldn't be permitted to change places if $10 per week would be any inducement for her to stay. She makes it her special duty to meet agents and beggars at the door, and to dispose of them without the least annoyance to the family. She has a rule to meet each case, and her rules are perfection. The door-bell never fools her. She can tell a caller's ring from a beggar's ring as certainly as the bell in touched. When she opens the door and finds a man with a red goatee having a clothes-wringer in his hand, she doesn't wait for him to hem and haw ' and say that his clothes-wringer beats all the other wringers ever made. She gets the start by saying : "You seem like a decent, respectable man, and as a friend I warn you that the owner of the house saw you come up the steps and he ran into the back yard to unchain his Russian bloodhound." The man with the red goatee slings that wringer over his right shoulder and canters out of that neighborhood with his teeth on edge and cold chills playing tag up and down his back. The next one may be a young lady, who boldly inquires for the lady of the house, and has a new kind of face powder to sell. " You can go in," whispered the girl, " and I will stand at the door so as to rush in when you call. If the mistress asks you to taste anything, beware of poison. She may not have her little revolver with her this morning, and I guess it will be safe for you to go ini." " Why-why-?" stammers the young lady. " Go right in-she may not be dangerous." "Never mind-I'll call again--I'm in a hurry !" Arid that settles that case. The next is one of those old chaps who go about with tears in his eyes, willing to to work if work can be had, but never find ing any work their health will permit them to do. " Madam," he says, as she opens the door, "for mercy's sake, let me work at something long enough to earn a slice of bread !" She motions him to go around to the side door, and is there to let him in. She hands him an ax weighing seven pounds, with a straight handle, points to three or four big knots which have become almost petrified, and softly says: " You look hungery, and as soon as you split those up, I'll give you the best meal you've had in a month." She goes in, and he spits on his hands, looks at that old ax, and then folds his little tent and slips through the gate like a shan ow of fate. Then the little girl who canvasses for the orphan asylum, rings the bell. She is met with a smile, and the hired girl says: "You poor little thing! I pity the or phans, and I'd like to give you some money. If you will get the mayor to come here and say that it is all right, I will give you three cents." The little girl thoughtfully pursues her way, and another case comes, is met and disposed of, and the mistress of that house is never disturbed or annoyed. What kind of a dedge she would resort to if a Montana newspaper man should call, is more than we can tell. It is more than like ly she would give up in despair, and that he would be admitted. ADAM'S FIRST WIFE'S REVENGE.-The old Hebrew cabalistic legend of Lilith, the first wife of Adam, is told by Ml. D. Conway, in his lecture on the Devil, in language which is as beautiful as a finished poem. She was a cold, passionless, splendid beauty, with wondrous golden hair. She was created Adam's equal in every respect, and therefore properly enough refused to obey him. For this she was driven from the garden of Eden, and Eve was created, made to order, so to speak, of one of Adam's ribs. Then the golden-haired Lilith, jealous, enraged, pin ing for her first home in Patadise, entered in (l4 form of a srpent, crept into the gar dlen of Eden and tempted Adam and Eve to their destruction. And from that day to this Lilith, a cold, passionless beauty, with golden, hair, has roamed up and down the earth, snaring the sons of Adam and destroy ing them. You may always know her dead victims, for whenever a man has been de stroyed by the hands of Lilith you will al ways find a single golden hair wrapped tight around his hlifeless heart. To this day, many and many a son of Adam is still lured to death and ruin from having the golden hair of a woman wrapped too tight around his heart. This is the moral. Has not Lilith been revenged? NO REST. Science teaches us that the crust of our earth is perpetually moving, and that the sea level is constantly changing. Our globe has its daily rotation on its axis and its year ly revolution about the sun. The sun, with all its statellites, sweeps on towards a mov ing point in the constellation Hercules. Ev ery so-called fixed star is in motion. Fifty thousand years ago the constellation of the Great Bear or Dipper was a starry cross; a hundred thousand years hence the imaginary Dipper will be upside down, and the stars which form the bowl and handle will have changed places. The misty nebula] are moving, and besides are whirling around in great spirals, some one way, some another. Every molecule of matter in the whole uni ,verse is swinging to and fro ; every particle of ether which fills space is in jelly-like vi bration. Light isone kind of motion,. heat another, electricity another, magnetism an other, sound another. Every human sense is the result of motion; every perception, every thought is but motion of the molcules of the brain translated by that incomprehen sible thing we call "mind." The process of growth, of existence, of decay, whether in words or in the minutest organisms are but motion, KEEP CHEEtFUL. It is not very difficult for a person to be sunny-tempered when everything is going prosperously with him. When a man makes two or three hundred dollars a day, and all the signs are favorable for his making the same amount to morrow, how good-natured he eau be. When the hour comes to close the store, he takes hat from the peg, but tons up his overcoat, draws on his gloves and starts'for his home with the feelings of a king. Hie feels kindly towards everybody. IHe buys a paper of the newsboy, snaps him a ten cent scrip, and hurries along without waiting for the returbchange, chuckling to himself as if he had perpetrated a first-class joke. When he comes to his house he smiles at the servant, kisses his wife,-or ought to ---bounces the baby, and fills the entire household with a sense of his own supreme satisfaction. Ah me. How easy it is to be good-natured under such circumstances. What saints we all are when we have all we want! But times change. The business sky looks dark and becomes black with ominous clouds. Under our feet run rumblings and the premonitory unsteadiness which always precede a financial earthquake. The com mercial atmosphere is motionless and op pressive; everybody senses danger. Byuers are timid; sellers are suspicious. The cur rent of trade shrinks. Goods remain un sold; paper on Kwhich you had relied goes to protest ; household expenses begin to crowd ; small bills accumulate; duns grow impera tive. Ah, now is the time, friend when good-nature in you is a virtue; yea, a grace, and a grace, so white that it shall be seen in the highest heaven and noted there. Now is the time for you to show what stuff your are really made of. Now is the time, if you are a gentleman, to prove it. If you love your wife, now is the time to show it; if you have faith in something nobler, higher, sweeter, than this world and its possessions, let that faith be manifest in your conduct every where. Don't take a gloomy face, and a surly voice, and a sour temper to your household. That household has its own cares, and troubles, and clouds enough in its own sky. Tell your wife your dificul ties; but in such a brave, gentle and loving way as, instead of oppressing her spirits, will cause them rather, to rise buoyaiitly at the thought that she is fully trusted by you and may be able to help yoi. "Bear ye one another's burdens and so fulfill the law of Christ." INow..EDGE LIMITED.-Thlnk for a1i - ment of the narrow limits of our knowled! Eight hundred millions of featherless bipeds, more or less, Ore picking up a living, eating and drinking, marying and giving in mar riage, on this pretty planet of ours ; of what infinitessimal proportion can you really Up. veil the secrets and gauge the virtues and the happiness ? How many people do you know intimately enough to say whether their lot is, on the whole, enviable or the re verse? Every human being is a foreign kingdom to every other. We make a short excursion into their minds; we touch at a port here and there; and we say glibly, that we know them intimately. We know- not how many dark corners are carefully hid den away from all strangers, and what vast provinces have never been reached in our most darrIng travels. THE WEDDING anniversary celebrations occur as follows: Three days, Sugar;. sixty days, Vinegar ; first anniversary, Iron; fith anniversary, Wooden; tenth anniversary, Tin; fifteenth anniversary, Crystal; twen tieth anniversary, China; twenty-fifth anni versary, Silver; thirtieth anniversary, Cot ton; thirty-fith anniversary, Linen; fbrti eth anniversary, Woolen; forty-fifth anni versary, Silk; fiftieth anniversary, Golden; seventy-fifth anniversary, Diamond. GOLDEN ,SH EAV ES. The years go on; we with their tide Are to the Future drifting; And patiently we must abide The curtain's lifting. -When the will is ready the foot is light. -There is nothing on earth divine besides humanity. -Humanity, like darkness, reveals tha heavenly lights. -Prosperity is a blessing to the good but a curse to the evil. -He who laughs at cruelty sets his heel on the neck of religion. -Always. tell the truth,, and, you will find it easier than lying. -Better be upright with povert than be wicked with plenty. -Experience is a torch lighted in the ashz es of our delusions.' --He who gives a trifle meanly is far meaner than the trifle. -The Christian's armor will rust, ex cept it be furnished with the oil ofprayer. -Our dead are never dead to us until w* have forgotten them. -The quality we call moral courage Is necessary to finished success.. -Man may judge us by the success of our, efforts; God looks at the efforts themselves. -Either trouble or happiness borrowed from the future is apt to prove fallacious. -Mankind like and respect men of dc cision-border men, neutral men,. are do tested. --The hone that sets an edge on the hus bandman's scythe helps him to mow the grass. -Our court dress in heaven and' our gar ment of sanctification for daily wear, arp the condescending gifts f Christ's love. -The study of literature nourishes youth,, entertains old age, adorns prosperity, solac es adversity, is delightful at home and un. obtrusive abroad. -If you will not do, that which God hatlh enabled you to do, how do you expect that bh should do that for you, which, of yourself, you cannot do? -The foliage of a newly-clothed tree, to the eye of a discerning man, id every leaf displays a volume of the wondrous works of our Creator. -One hour flth Christ is worth an eter nity of earth's joys, and communion with him is the best, the surest and the most ecstatic foretaste of the bliss of heaven..o -Many do with opportaulUtes as ohildren do at the sea shore-fill their little hands with sand, and then let the grains run out through their fingers till they are ,one. ' -G6d will not refuse- the pdlor oitfrings of poor people; but He'will 'not =accept ti poor offerings of the rich.--Bi"op Medley. -Mistrust the man who finds everytingd good, the man who fitids everythig' etl, and still more, the manr who is indle to eveSrthing.-Lavater.