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IT .NEVER PA YS. It never pays to fret and growl When fortune seems our foe; The better bred will push ahead And strike the braver blow. For luck is work, And those who shirk Should not lament their doom, lBut ield the-play, And clear the way, That better men have room. It never pays to wreck the health In drudging after gain; And he is sold who thinks that gold Is cheape4t bought with pain. An humble lot, A cosy cot, Have tempted even kings, . or station high, 'l'hat wealth will buy, Not oft contenmnent brings. It never pays! a blunt refrain Well worihy of a song, For age and youth must learn this truth, .That notling pays that's wrong. The good and pure Alone are sure ,To bring. prolonged success, While what is right In Ileaven's sight, .Is always sure to bless. Itten for the Rocky Mountain Husbandman.] .CIIOOSING A WIIE. word oi this subject is always in order, isasually welcome to that branch of the an race to whom the choosing falls. advice first is, don't choose in a hurry. jember you are entering into this not a term of years, but for life. How itrn taut, then, not to make an error which ht entail lifelong wee. 'Be sure you right, and then go ahead," is a good it, but there is quite as munch in the part as in the latter. Don't think ot riage simply because you have met a ty face, seen a divine form, or listened charming voice. Don't go off like a -racker when you do go. Mf yon are:in: e you do not deal fairly by yourself or one you have chosen, for you have nei taken time yourself or given her time certain if you are fitted for each other. e cannot bide your wooing a reasonable th of time she is not worthy of your .Then, too, wooing is like fishing-the that are the most ready to bite are of east worth. Fish in.pure water, use it bait., and you cannot fail. you are in search of a wife, and among e woumen you have ever met you have found the one suited to you, do not there are none. There will be true en to love as long as there are true men ve them. Do not for a moment think arrying for aught but love. He who es for mbney or position usually gets ing more. We have said, do not be in reat haste. We also say, do not wait ong. A tardy lover may become tire Without knowing if he may mean ing in the end, and fearful lest he Id simply amuse himself with her corn and when she failed to please cast her e will rather prefer one of whose in us she may be sure. s a foolish for young men Ito put oft 'age until they have amassed a fortunie, ,the first place the fortune may not Sand if it should, the sweets of love use their charmn amid so mueli wealth. , ou may be sure she takes you for self, and not for your possessions. er marry as soon as able to support a and with her to counsel and cheer, set t the winning of the fortune, which Ge doubly enjoyed by both if won to r. Petty quarrels come to many, and could be more humiliating that lor a an to say to the man who had married r her money: "I have supported you ese years with my money." Ratther e for love, and love will win a bounti !rvest -the arvest of happiness. A PRINT~tER'S CA$.: ouareaprmter?" said Scully, as a good-looking man made his appea l i- Court. es, sir." Is is y.ur first ease ?" ' tbhFfirst time 1 ever worked at a a this alley." t You get drunk ?', '"The boys 'set' it up and gave me the string." "I don't fathom your remark," said his HIonor, putting one hand up to his ear and bending torward "They 'proved' the 'matter' and then left me on the 'stone' for 'dead." ' "Impossible ! Dead ? Deserted you in the snow drifts? Or did I. get the right glimpse of what you are trying to show ?" "I will 'correct' it myself, 'with your per mission." "Do so; go on." "I was soon 'alive,' arid "when I was 'shoved over' I was 'standing.' " "Young man, you narrate in parables. Can't you elucidate ? "I will try, judge. They put a 'good heading' on me and gave me a prominent place at the head of the column---" "Young man you are getting the court muddled. Come to the point." "There's where 1 came to at last-a 'full stop. ·They 'locked me up'----" "Yes, now I understand." "And planed me down With a omal let-" "Now I don't understand. You won't stick to the rule---" "If I had stuck to the rule the'stick' would have saved me." "Well, go on, go 'on,"' said his Honor, tip ping back the chair, with the resignation of a man who cave up his seat in a crowded car to a womnan. "Then they put me in the 'chase'-" But go on." "And then they got out their shooting stick-- " "Now, look here, do you mean to say they had to pull their revolver on you?" "Not exactly, but they took a mallet. Then they sent me to 'press,' and here is the 'impression,' as you see." "Is there anything the matter with you young man?" "No, sir; only'I asked co be 'delivered." "I am told by a friend of yours, who has just climbed down from the back of my chair, that you have spoken in the technic-. alit-es of your profession, and that you swore off on the 1st January, but you were persuaded by a lot of boys that the old year hadn't ended, and so you fell. If I let you; go and give you an almanac that contains a list of the eclipses and tells when it will; thunder willyou promise never to look in a: grocery again ; never go out with the gang; never, no, never sit up all night, and that. you will use your efforts to the best of your ability to bleach your nose? Do you swear it?' "I do, with italics." "Thren go away and be good." SATURDAY NIGHT. The'work of the week is done, another seven days added to the history of the many that have gone before. We gather in the home and think of what has been, and hope for the future. How wonderful this natutre in man that never gives up. Disaster and defeat seem standing at his door. yet he nev er lets go. Hope paints a bfight to-mor row, and in the conscious feeling that suc cess will attend on his effort, he takes up the tangled web and makes another strug gle. Saturday night; rest is coming to the tired feet and weary hands. The mother, worn with toil and anxiety, dreading the to-morrow of life, fearing that it may bi'ing even greater care than to-day, is now Wait ing, not daring to hope for rest to her, or re lief from the terrible burden of uncertainty. H~ow the'kaleidoscope of time changes and colors the little we have to do with passing events. To-day we stand strong and inigh ty in influence, to-morrow the power is bro ken, influence gone, and we are but the drifting hulk of decayed greatness. Saturday night ; yesterday we were in the midday of our opportunities, with promise of large things, and we grasped for fruition of the hopes we cherished ; the dream was disturbed by unfriendly events, and to-day, this baturday night of life, we find that the clock tells out our stay surely, but certainly and what was promise in the past is now a black monument to buried hope and depart ed sxpectations. Saturday night; the troop of glad chil dren romp by, glad in their simple thought of only now; they no no yesternay and think of no to-morrow; to-day is all of life to them, and in the merry glee of no care and no responsibility they frolic and are happy. See them again in the oncoming years, how changed; life has opened its re alities to them, and they are meeting its butletings; men and women are made by the rough blvws of varying fortune. Could we stand in our window and tell the story of each life as it passes by, what a history' would open to view, how many sorrows and broken hearts, what hours of gloom and days of darkness, and yet how many bright spots, scenes of young love and twining affections, of successes and victories. -Those gray hairs would speak of other genera tions, and that young life of the now; each has a victory. Care is in the face of some and in others only the presence of sunshine. Otten and again have we sat and looked in to the faces of the passers ahd made a little history, for there is seen the reflection of much that has been endured, enjoyed and borne in silence. Round and round the world goes; to-day is the last year of some one else who has worked the tread-mill of time, and our Saturday night of to-day will be the Saturday evening of those who fol low us in other years. ROCKING THE CRADLE. A few days since the Burlington Hawk eye propounded this conundrum : "Couldn't Mr. Edison invent some kind of a phone or graph that would be acted on by the .ciy of an infant in the night so it would instantly grasp the cradle and rock like the tossing billows on the ocean's breast. We have tlhought a great deal on this sub ject, and in fact have a rude kind of machine that performns this labor with tolerable per 'fection now, but it is rather complicated, and as it wears out our rob., de nuit aid we have to wake up every time it operates, it doesn't exactly fill the bill. Speak uLp,-Mr. Edison." And'lb! Mr. Edison has gone and done it. He'has a cradle with a telephone, a battery and a box containing magnets, and connect ed with a lever. The baby's cries are re ceived by the telephone, i~hidh, operating thrbugh the battery .-and magnets, sets in mbtiou the lever which rocks the cradle. When the baby stops crying the cradle ceases to rock.-Dunellen Rock. -A NICE GIRL. Though that class is by no means extinct, still they are not so numerous as might be 'wished. There is nothing halt so sweet in life, half so beautiful or delightful, oi so 'loveable as a nice girl. Not a pretty or a dashing girl, but a nice girl. One of 'those lovely, neat, natty, domestic creatures, met within the sphere of "home," diffusing around, the influences of her goodness, like the essences of swe~t flowers. A nice girl is not the languishing 'beauty, dawdling on a sofa, and discussing the last novel or opera, or the giralff life 'creature, sweeping majestically through the 'drawing room. The nice girl need not even play or: dance well, and knows nothing about using her eyes, or coquetting with a fan. She is not given to sensation novels; she is too busy. She never languishes; she is to ac tive, In public she is not in front, 'showing. her shoulders; she sits quiet and unobtru-° sive, at the back of the crowd, most likely. In fact, it is not often we discover her. Home is her place. Who rises betimes and superintends the morning meal? Who makes the toast and tea, and buttons the boy's shirts, and feeds the chickens and brightens up the parlor and sitting room ? Is it the languisher, or. the giraffe, or the .legante ? Not a bit of it; it's the nice girl. Her maiden toilet is made in the shortest possible time, yet how charmingly it is done and how el'egant.and neat her dress and col lar. Not presenting her ciheek or brow like a "fitie girl, ' but an audible smack which says plainly, "I love you ever so much." If you covet anything, it's one of the nice girl's kisses. Breakfast over, down in the kitchen to see about dinner, and all cay long she is up and down, always cheerful and light-heart ed. She never ceases to be active and use ful until day is k6ne, when she will polka with the boys, oi read, sing old songs and play old tunes to her father and mother for hours together; she is a perfect tleasure- is the nice girl. When sickness domes it is she ho attends with unwearying patience m the sick chain ber, There is no risk, no fatigue, that she will not undergo; no sacrifice that she will not make. She is all love, all devotion. I. have often thought it would be happiness to be watched by such loving eyes, and tended by such a fair hand. UNCONSCIOUS FRUIT. Not all the good done in the world is done intentionally and knowingly. There are no sweeter or higher influences than those which flow out unconsciously from good lives. A really good life is one' to whidh truth and kindness and nobility have becomne habitual.. ' "he'whole nature may become so charged with these qualities that they af fect eved the maUllest acts, and their beauty is present'in tlie most trivial and unconsid ered word or'aleed. Such a person goes surrounded with a Mhoral atmosphere as constant as the perfume 'which a rose sheds round itself. 'People meeting such a one are ma'fe happier, hardly knowidg why. Every one of any moral worth wishes to be of use in the world, 'ahn it is the grief of many that they snem shut "off from oppor tunities'of usefulness. But simple growth in rightiafte is growth in usefulness. Just as fast as we acquire in ourselves the spirit of purity and love, we send out ah influence of purity and love upon others, whether we know it or not. 'Indeed, the greatest moral force in the world is of the silent and secret kind. -As tht'childtfows up, its character is shaped in 'no small degree by what It hd.rs in the way of set insttuction at home or school or church; but in itar greater de gree'by the qualities in father and mdether and Companions with which it isrbroughlt in ceaseless contact. So it is' with all of us. No man liveth to himself. As we ourselves are pure or base, selfish or loving, so do we give our own color to those about us. "TACT. People cannot ihelp bMing born without tact; but there afe occasions when it is al most impossible 'to be quite charitable to h. tactless person. Y'et people who have nb tect deservtepity. They are alhiost always doitng or saying sbmething to get themselves into disgrace, or Which does them an injury. T!Siy make enemies where they desire tb cOflciliate, and'get a reputation for illnature which they o' btio t deserve. They are also continually doing other pebple harm, tread ing on metamorphical corns, opening the cupboards where family skeletons are kept, angering people, shamingpeople, saying and doing the most awkwart things, and apoli Psizing for them with a still more terriblb bluntness. If there is one social boon more to be desired than another it is tact"; 'fbr without tact the career of the richest, ti.i ablest, ahd the most beautiful is often utter ly marred. MOTi~iRs should be very careful to see that their daughters are well wrapped up while sitting out on the piazza to gaze upon the "Aurora Borealis."' A coat sleeve is good as far as it goes, atld it generally goes as far as it can GOLDEN SHEAVES. 'The mind is the soil that breeds, The sweetest flowers or vilest weeds'; Flowers lovely as'the morning light,. Weeds ac ly as an aodnite. Just as the souil is trained to bear The poisonons Wled dr flowered fair'" -Ulisp4~r has ruined n.atly. -Delays increase desia's. -B-I silent when a fool talks, -The more perfect we are, tfie more, gen tie and quiet we become towards the defect of others. -False haziiness renders men stern aod proud, and that happiness Istiiever commu nicated. True happiness rende~ s them klpd and sensible, and that lappindess is always shared. --'he action o tlle sodul is oftener in that which is felt and left unsaid; than in that * hich is said in an'y conversation. It brqods 4over every sQciety,. and uen uconsciously seek for it in each other. -We should keep our scorn for our own weakiqss, and our blame for our own sins, certaif that we will gain more instruction, though inoamusement, by hunting out the good which is in anything chan by hunting out thgevil. -TIire world is a looking-glass, and giveq back to every man the reflection' o.f )bl bwl face. Frown at #t, and it *11' turn Ijd lp Curly upon you; laugh at it aP.d ith it, And it is a pleasant, kind oomlianion.