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HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr., Editor and Pububuer. KLK COUNTY THE REPUBLICAN PARTY. Two Dollars per Annum. VOL. II. RIDGWAY, PA,. THURSDAY, MARCH 21, 1872. NO. 3. POET II r. NEXT YEAR. BT LOl'ISK CHANDLER HOCLTuX, The lurk 1 Quiring jrayly lu the meadow, Tri funis ilKinjr o'er the distant hills. Hut he Is guup, the music of whoe tulklnjr Was sweater than the tones of summer till. Sometime I see the blue-twits bloouiluK Id the fiiiftt. And think of bur blue eyes; Somettmos I seem to hear the ruMte of hnr gar ments Tis but the wind's low afidi. I seeth sunbeams trail along the orchard. And fall, in thought, to tangling np her hair ; And. soniotlnns, round the sinless Up of childhood. Breaks forth a smile such as sho ned to wear, but nevor any pleasant thing around, above us, Seems to me like tier love Moro lofty than the skies that bend and brtghtou o'er us. More com tun t that, the dove. She walks no more bolide mc in the morning, She meets me not on any summer eve ; Utit once, at night, I heard a low voice calling, Oil, faithful friend, thou hast not long to grieve 1" .Nixt year, whon laiksfire singing gayly lu the meadow, I shall not hear their tone, But sho, In tho dim, far-off couu try of the stranger. Will walk no more alone. Til E S TO It 1 - TEL L Eli. THE XEIGHBOtt-IX-LAW. Who blew other in h! dally deeds. Will find the heallnir tbut his wpli It needs : For every flower in o'.hor' pathway trewli, Confer, lu fnRraut beauty on our own. ' Ka you arc going to live in tho same building with Hotty Turnpenny," Raid Mm. Lnno to Mrs. Fairweather. " You will find nobody to envy you. If hor temper does not provo too much even tor your good nature it will surprise all who know her. We lived there u year, and that is as long as anybody ever tried it." "Poor Hetty!" replied Mrs. Fair weather, " sho has had much to harden her. Her mother died too early for her to remember; hor father was very severe with her ; and the only lover she ever had, borrowed the savings of her years of toil, and spent them in dissipation. But Hotty, notwithstanding her sharp .features and sharper words, certainly has a kind heart. In the midst of her greatest poverty many were the stock ings sho knit, and tho warm waistcoats she made, for the poor drunken lover whom she had too much sense to marry. Thon you know how sho feeds and clothes' her brother's orphan child." " If you call it feeding and clothing," replied Mrs. Lane. "The poor child looks cold and pinched, and frightenod all the time as if sho wvrq chased by the .east wind. . I used to tell Miss Turn penny sho ought to bo ashamed of her- Iself, to keep the poor littlo thing at work :all the time, without ono niinuto to I play. If she does but look at the cat as it runs by the window, Aunt Hetty gives Iher a raw over tho knuckles. I used to tell hor sho would make the girl just such another sour old crab as herself. " That must have beon very improv ing to her disposition," replied Mrs. Pairwonther. with a good-humored tstnilo. "But in justice to poor Aunt Hetty, you should rometnber that she had just such a cheerless cmimmou iter 'self. Flowers grow whero there is gun shine." " I know yon think everybody ought to live in the sunshine," replied Mrs. Lano ; " and it must be confessed that vou carrv it with you wherever yon go, If Miss Turnpenny has a heart, I dare say you will find it out, though I never could, and I never heard of any one else that could. All the families within hear ing of her tongue culled her tha neigh- bor-in-law. Certainly tho prospect was not very encouraging; for the house Mrs. Fair- weather proposed to occupy was not only under the same root with Miss Turnpenny, but the buildings had one comm m yard in front. The very first day she took possession of her new hab itation she called on tno neignDor-in law. Aunt Hetty had taken tha precau tion to extinguish tho fire, lest tho new neighbor should want hot water, before lier own coal and wood arrived. Hor first salutation was, "If you want any cold water, there's a pump across the street. I don't liko to havo my house sloooed all over. " I am glad you are so tidy, neighbor Turnpenny, replied Mrs. H airweatner, ' It is extremely pleasant to have neat ftinghborR. I will try to keep every- tkjs: as bright as a now five cent piece, fur i son that will please you. I came merely to say good morning, and to ask you if jou could spare littlo Peggy to run up ana a own stairs ior me, wuuu am getting my furniture in order. - will oav her sixpence an hour." A....I TT.ittv. linnnn rn nurfln lin hw mouth for a refusal ; but tho promise of sixpence an hour relaxed her features at once. Little Peggy sat knitting a stocking very diligently, with a rod ly ing on the table beside her. Mio looked up with timid wilfulness, as if tho pros pect of any change was like a release from prison. When sho heard consent given, a bright color ilushod hor cheeks, She was evidently of an impressiblo temperament, (rood or evil. " Now mind and behave yourself," said Aunt Hetty ; and see that you koep at work the whole time ; if I hear one word of com plaint you know what you'll get when vou come homo." The roso color sub- aidod from Peggy's pale face, and sho answered, " x es, ma am, very meekly. In tho neighbor's house all went quite 'Otherwise. No switch lay on the table, and instead of, "Mind how xpu do that ; if you don't I'll punish you," she heard tho gentle words, " There, dear, see how sarufullv vou can carry that up Btairs. Whv, what a nice, handy little girl you lire !" Under these enlivening influences Peinrv worked like a bee. Aunt Hetty was always in the habit of saying," Stop vour nniae. and mind vour work." But the now friend nattod her on the head and said, " What a pleasant voice the littlo girl has. It is like tho birds in tho fields. By and by you shall hear my luiisio box." This openod wide tho windows of the little shut uj heart, so that the sunshine could stream in, and tho birds fly in and out, carroling. Tho happy child, tuned up like a lark, as sue tripped lightly up and down stairs, on various household errands. But though she took heed to observe all the directions given her, hor head was all the time filled with conjec tures what sort of thing a music box might be. She was a little afraid the kind ladv would forgot to show it to :ier. Site kept to work, however, and asked no quustions; she only looked very curiously at everything that resem bled a box. At last Mrs. Fairweather said, " I think your little feet must bo tired by this time. Wo will rest awhile, and eat some gingerbread." The child took the offered cake, with a bumble littlo cour tesy, and carefully held out her apron to prevent any crumbs from falling on tho noon 13ut suddenly tho apron dropped, and tho crumbs were all strewed about. Is that a little bird," she exclaimed eagerly. " Where is he 'f Is he in this room f I he new mend smiled, and told her that was tho music box ; and after a while sho opened it and explain ed what mado tho sounds. Then she took out a pile of books from ono of the baskets of goods, and told Peggy she might look at tho pictures, till she called her. The little girl stepped forward eagerly to take them, and then drew back, as if afraid. " What is the matter ':" asked Mrs. Fairweather ; " I am very willing to trust you with tho books. I koep them on purpose to amuso children." Peggy looked down with her finger on her lip, and answered in a constrained voico, " Aunt Turnxenny won't liko it if I play." " Don't trouble yourself about that. I will make it all right with Aunt Hetty," replied the friendly one. Thus assured, Bhe gavo herself up to the full enjoyment of the picture books ; and when she was summoned to her work, she obeyed with a cheerful alacrity that would have astonished her stern rela tive. When tho labors of tho day were concluded, Mrs. Fairweather accompan ied her home, paid for all tho hours she had been absent, and warmly praised her docility and diligence. " It is lucky tor her that she behaved so well," replied Aunt Hetty. ' If I had heard any complaint I should have given her a "whipping, and sent her to bed without her supper." Poor little Peggy went to sleep that night with a lighter heart than she had ever felt since she had been an orphan. Her first thought in the morning was whether the new neighbor should want her service during the day. Her desire that it should be so soon bocauie obvious to Aunt Hetty, and excited undefined jealous' and disliko of a person who so fi 1- i ii 1 i. easily maue ncrseu ueioveu. n iiuuui, exactly acknowledging what were hor motives, she ordered Peggy to gather all tho sweepings of tho kitchen and court into a small pile, and leavo it on the frontier of her neighbors promises. Peggy ventured to ask timidly whether the wind would not blow it about, and she received a bsx on tho ear for her impertinence. It chanced that Mrs. Fairweather, quite unintentionally, heard the words and the blow. She gavo Aunt Hetty s anger time enough to cool, then, step ping into the court after arranging di vers little matters, she called aloud to her domestic, Sally, " How came you to leave that pilo of dirt here ? Didn't I tell you Miss Turnpenny was very neat f Pray mako haste and sweep it up ; I wouldn't have her see it on any account. I told her I would try to keep every thing nice about tho premises. Sho is so particular herself, and it is a comfort to have tidy neighbors." Tho girl who had been previously in structed, smiled as she came out with brush and dustpan, and swept quietly away the pilo, that was intended as a declaration of frontier war. But another source of annoyance pre sented itself, which could not be quite so easilv disposed of. Aunt Hetty had a cat, a lean, scraggy animal, that look ed as if she were often kicked and sel dom fed ; Mrs. Fairweather also had a fat frisky littlo dog, always ready for a caper. He took a distaste to poverty- stricken lab the first time he saw her, and no coaxing could induce him to al ter his opinion. His name was Pink, but he was anything but a pink of beha vior in his neighborly relations, roor lab could never set foot out of tho door without being saluted with a growl, and a sharp bark thit frightened her out of her senses, and made hor run in tho house, with hor fur all on end. If she even ventured to dose a little on her own doorstep, tho enemy was on the watch, and the moment her eyes closed ho would wake hor with a bark and a box on the ear, and on he would run Aunt Hotty vowed she would scald him. It was a burning shame, she said, for folks to keep dogs to worry their neighbors cats. Mrs. Jfairwoather in vited Tabby to dine, and mado much of her, and patiently endeavored to teach her dog to eat from the same plate. But Pink steadily resolved that he would bo scalded first ; that ho would. Ho could not have been more firm in his opposition if ho and Tab had bolongod to different sects in Christianity. While his mistress was petting Tab on the head and reasoning the point with him, ho would at times uiaiuiusir a uugiuu ui indifference, amounting to toleration but the moment he was left to his own free will he would give the invited guest a hearty cuff with his paw, and send her home spitting like a small steam engine, Aunt Hetty considered it her own pe culiar privilege to cuff the poor animal, and it was too much for her patience to see Pink undertake to assist in waking Tab unhappy. On one of these occa sions she rushed into her neighbor's apartmonts, and faced Mrs. Fairweather, with one hand resting on hor hip and tho forefinger of the other making very wrathful gesticulations. " I toll you what, madam, I won't put up with such treatment much longer," said she ; " I'll poison that dog, you'll soe if I don't, . and 1 shan't wait long either, I can tell vou. What you keep such an impudent little beast for, I don't know, without you do it on purpose to i 1 1 piague your neiguDors. " I am really sorry ho behaves so," re plied Mrs. Fairweather, mildly. " Poor Tab !" " What do you moan by calling hor poor Do you mean to fling it up to me that my cat don't' have enough to eat '(" " I did not think of such a thing," re plied Mrs. Fairweather. " I said poor Tab, because Pink plagues her so that sho has no peace of her life. I agree with you, neighbor' Turnpenny ; it is not right to keep a dog that disturbs the neighborhood. I am attached to poor Pink because ho belongs to my son, who has 'gone to sea. I was in hopes ho would soon leavo off quarroling with tho cat ; but if ho won't bo neighborly, I will send him out into tho country to board. Sally, will you bring mo one of tho pies wo baked this morning V I should like to have Miss Turnpenny taste of them." Tho crabbed neighbor was helped abundantly, and whilo she was eating the pie, tho friendly matron edged in many a kind word concerning little Peg gy, whom she praisod as a remarkable capable, industrious child. I ain glad you hnd her so, said Aunt Hetty ; " I Bhould get precious little work out of her if I did not keep tho switch in sight." " I manage children pretty much as the man did the donkey," replied Airs. Fairweather. " Not an inch would the poor beast stir, for all his master's boat ing and thumping. Jiut a neighbor tied somo fresh turnips to a stick, and fasten ed them so that they swung before tho donkey's nose, and ho sot off on a brisk trot in hopos ot overtaking them. Aunt Hetty, without observing how very closely the comparison applied to her own management of Teggy, said, " That will do very well for folks that have plenty ot turnips to spare. " J; or tho matter ot that, auswored Mrs. fail-weather, whips cost something, as well as turnips ; and since one makes tho donkey stand still, and tho other makes him trot, it is very easy to decido which is the most economical. But neighbor Turnpenny, since you liko my pies so well, pray tako ono homo with you. I am afraid they will mold before wo can eat them up. Aunt Hetty had conio for a quarrel, and she was astonished to find herself going out with a pie. " Well, Mrs. k airweather, said she, " you are a neigh bor. I thank you a thousand times." When she reached her own door, she hes itated for an instant, then turned back, pie in hand, to say, " Neighbor Fair- weather, you needn t trouble yourself about sending rink away. It s natural you should like the little creature, see ing ho belongs to your son. I'll try to keep lab indoors, and perhaps after awhile they will agree bettor." 1 hope thev will, replied the friend ly matron. " We will try them a while longer, and if they persist in quarroling 1 will sond tho dog into tho country. Pink, who was sleeping in a chair, stretched himself and gaped. "Ah, you foolish little beast," said she, " what is tho use of plaguing poor Tab ':" " V ell, 1 do say, observed Sally, smil ing, " you ore a master woman for stop ping a quarrel." " 1 learned a good lesson when 1 was a little girl," rejoined Mrs. Fairweather. " Ono frosty morning I was looking out of the window into my father's barn yard, where stood many cows, oxen and horses, waiting to drink. It was one of thoso cold snapping mornings when a slight thing irritates both man and beast. The cattlo all stood vory still and meok till one of the cows attempt ed to turn around. In making the at tempt, sho happenod to hit the next neighbor ; whereupon tho neighbor kicked and hit another. In five min utes tho whole herd were kicking and hooking each other, with all fury. My mother laughed and said, "See what comes of kicking whon you're hit." Just 89 1 ve seen one cross word set a whole family by the ears some frosty morning. Afterward if my brothers or myself were a little irritable, she would say, " Take care, childron. Remember how tho fight in tho barn-yard began. Never give a kick for a hit and you will save yourself and others a deal of trouble." That samo afternoon the sunshiny damo stepped into Aunt Hetty's rooms, whero sho found Peggy sewing as usual, with the eternal switch on the table bo sido hor. " I am obliged to go to Har lem on business," said sho. " I feel rather lonely without company and I always like to havo a child with mo. If you will oblige me by letting Peggy go, I will pay her fare in the omnibus." " She has her spelling lesson to got before night," replied Aunt Hetty. " I don't approve of young folks going a pleasuring, and neglecting their educa tion." " Neither do I," rejoined her neighbor; " but I think there is a great deal of education that is not found in books. Tho fresh air will make Peggy grow stout and active. I prophesy she will do great crodit to your bringing up." The sugared words,' and tho remem brance of the sugared pie touched the soft place in Miss Turnpenny's heart. and sho told the astonished Peggy that sho might go and put on her best gown and bonnet. The poor child began to think that the new neighbor was cer tainly one of tho good fairies she had read about in the picture books. Tllh excursion was enjoyed only as a child can enjoy the country. Tho world seems such a pleasant place, when the fetters are off, and nature folds the young heart lovingly to her bosom. A flock of real birds and two living butterflies put the little orphan in a perfect ecstacy. She pointed to the field covered with dande lions, and said, " Soe how pretty I It looks as if the (stars had come down to lie on tho grass. Ah, our littlo stinted Peggy has pootry in her, though Aunt Hetty never found it out. Every human soul has the germ of some flowers within. and they would open if they could only find sunshine and tree air to expand thorn. Mrs. Fairweather was a practical philosopher in her small way. She ob served that Miss Turnpenny really liked a pleasant time ; and when winter came she tried to persuade her that singing would be excellent for Peggy's lungs, and porhaps keep her from going into the consumption. " My nephew, James Fairweather, keeps a singing school," said she, and he says he will teach her gratis. You need not feel tinder great obligation ; for hor voice will lead the whole school, and her oar is so quick it will bo no trouble at all to teach hor. remaps you would go with us sometimes, neighbor Turnpenny? It is very pleasant to hear tho children's voices." Tho cordage of Aunt Hetty's mouth relaxed into a smile. She accepted tho invitation, and was so much pleasod that sho went every Sunday evening. The 8implo tunos, and tho sweet young voices, fell liko the dew on her dned-up heart, and greatly aided tho gonial in fluence of her neighbor's example Tho rod silently disappeared from the tablo. If Peggy was disposed to be idlo, it was only necossary to say, " Whon you havo finishod your work, you may go and ask whether Mrs. Fairweather wants any errands dono," bless me, how tho fingers flew ! Aunt Hetty had loarnod to uso turnips instead of the cudgel. When spring came Mrs. Fairweather busiod herself with planting roses and vines. Miss Turnpenny readily consented that Peggy should help her, and even refused to tako any pay from such a good neighbor. But she maintained hor own opinion that it was a mere waste of time to cultivate flowers. Tho cheerful philosopher never disputed the paint, but sho would sometimes say, " I have no room to plant this roso bush, Neigh bor Turnpenny, would you be willing to let mo set it on your side of tho yard ? It will tako very littlo room and will nood no care." At another time Bhe would say, " Well really, my ground is too full. Here is a root of lady's dolight. How bright and pert it looks. It seems a pity to throw it away. If you aro willing, I will let Peggy plant it in what sho calls her gardon. It will grow of itself, without any care, and scatter seods that will come up and blossom in all tho chinks of the bricks. I lovo it. It is such a brigh t, good natured littlo thing." Thus, by degreeB, the crabbed maiden found herself surrounded with flowers ; and sho even declared of her own accord that they did look pretty. One day, when Mrs. Lane called upon Mrs. Fairweather, she found tho old weed grown yard bright and blooming. Tab, quite fat and sleek, was asleep in the sunshine, with hor paw upon Pink's neck, and littlo Peggy was singing at her work as blithe as a bird. " How cheerful you look here," said Mrs. Lane; " And so you have really taken tho house for another year. Pray how do you manage to get on with the noighbor-in-law ? " " I find her a very kind, obliging neighbor," repliod Mrs. Fairweather. " Woll that is a miraclo ! " exclaimed Mrs. Lane. " Nobody but you would havo undertaken to thaw out Aunt Het ty's heart." " That is probably the reason why it was never thawed, rejoined her friend, I always told you that not having enough of sunshine was what ailed the world. Make people happy and there will not be half the quarreling or a tenth part of the wntkedncsss there is. From this gospel of joy preached and practiced, nobody derived s much benotit as littlo Peggy. Her nature, which was fast growing crooked and knotty, under the malign influence of constraint and tear, straightened up, budded and blossomed in the genial atmosphere of cheerful kindness. Her affections and faculties wore kept in such pleasant exercise, that constant lightness ot heart made her almost handsome, The young music teacher thought her more than almost handsome, for her affectionate soul shone more beamingly on him than on others and love makes all things beautiful. hon the orphan moved to her pleasant little cottage on her wedding day, she threw her arms round tho bios scd missionary of sunshine, and said - " Ah, thou doar, good aunt, it is thou who hast made my life Fairweather. Mrs. L. M. Ch ild. Force of Imagination. An esteemed friend of ours heard much of tho medical properties of the waters of a certain spring somo distance from where sho resided. She had read pamphlet that enumerated many diseases, from which she recognized at least half a dozon with which sho was afflicted. To hor great joy sho was told that her son had to call at tho very town whero tho spring was located, and a five-gallon keg and a strict injunction were luid upon him to bring back some ot tho water. The keg was put in tho wagon, and slipping under tho seat was quite over looked. Tho business was urgent, and took somo time to perform it, and the water was quite forgotten. He had got near home in tho evening, when feeling down under the seat for something, his hand struck the keg. To go back was not to be thought of, and to admit his stupidity was impossible. He therefore drew up his horse by the side of a wall, near which was the old sweep well from winch tho family had drank tor a cen tury, and tilling tho keg went home, 1 ho first question was : " Did you get that water i" " i es, said ne ; dui darned it I soe any difference in it from any other water." And he brought in the keg. A cup was handod the invalid, who drank with infinite relish, and said she was surprised at her son s not seeing difference. There was undoubtedly medical taste about it, and it dried up as other water did, which she had always heard of mineral water. Her son hoped it would do her good, and by the time the keg was exhausted she was ready to give a certincate oi tno value ot the water, it having relieved her of all her ails. The Japanese Ambassadors exhibited a specimen of heathen charity by giving 5,000 while in Chicago for the benotit of sufferers from the fire. This kind ot charity appears to be substantially the same as tue vnnsuan article. In a Deserted Mine. The Nevada Entervrite relates the thrilling experience of a man who went alone to explore an old and abandoned mine. The following is a graphic pas sage : A ghastly place lie found the level. Tho timbers were hung with great fes toons of a peculiar fungus, resembling tho moss of the live oak, but white as snow. Upon those festoons rested glo- blues of moisture whiph were trans parent as distilled water, and which sparkled like myriads of diamonds. All these growths, however, were not of the form described. Somo resembled ex aggerated mushrooms ; had stems a yard long that twisted about like rams' horns, and wore crowns of tho size of a broad hat rim. They mingled with the mossy formation, grew pendant from the roof of tho drifts, hung out from tho ' lag ging' and sprouted up from the base of tho sido supports in short, in places so filled the old drifts that it was necessary to crush through them. For an hour or more our adventurer wandered through the mazes of tho lovol, more intricate than tho labyrinths of Crete, or at least than that of Woodstock, in which, as the story goes, fair Rosamond was im prisoned, but no storo of precious ore cauld he find. At length, in crowding his way through some fallen timbers in a tumble-down chamber, the whole came down bohind him, followed by a tremen dous cave of earth, which blew out his candle and blocked the way behind him, completely cutting off his retreat W W T Ho now started to find the mouth of the incline, and was congratulating himself that he had recovered from his former childish fears of goblins, when upon elevating his candle above his head to peer as far as possible into tho narrow passage in advance, thero sud denly roso bofore him a most frightful apparition. Uttering a helpless, smotn cred shriek, which seemed to bo answer ed by still more despairing shrieks from every cavern in the mine ho dropped his candle. Standing squarely beforo him in the middlo of tho passage, ho had seen a tall 'man of most venerable appearance. His hair and beard were of snowy whiteness, and tho latter reached far below his waist; his flowing robe was also white, but his face was black as ink. In the involuntary act of covering his eyes to shut from his Bight tho tearful thing, his candle was drop ped, and it was some moments beforo he could gain courago to remove his hands and again look before him. hen he did so ho was more frightened than bo fore at what he beheld. Tho apparition was still there, but ten times more ter rible than before. It appeared a living. glowing flame, except the face, which was, if possible, blacker than before. More dead than alive, he stopped and groped about till ho found his candlo ; then with trembling hands he lighted it, never onco looking toward the awful object till his light was fairly burning, when, with a forced resolution which he felt to be little short of impudent, he boldly faced about and held up his candle. His ghost was gone, bat in its place Btood a timber which had pitched trom above, and which was completely clothed in the white fungus he had seen so much ot in other parts ot the mine, Ho examined it minutely and was as tonished that it should have given him such a fright ; but then it stood alone and in a placo where he did not look for a timber in, any garb. By shading his candlo he soon discovered that the tierce appearanco it had worn in the dark was owing to a plphorescont light given out by the reeking fungus. Tilings to be Remembered. Edward Everett became overheated in testifying in a court room, went to Faneuil Hall, which was cold, sat in a draught of air until his turn came to speak. " But my hands and feet were ice, my lungs on fire. In this condition I had to spend three hours in tho court room. He died in less than a week from thus checking the perspiration. It was enough to kill any man. rrotessor Mitchell, while in a state ot perspiration in yellow fever, tho certain sign of recovery, left his bod, went into another room, became chilled in a mo ment, and died the same night. If, whilo perspiring or wanner than usual from exercise, or in a hoated room, there is a sudden exposure to chill air or raw, damp atmosphere, or a draught, whether at window or door, or street corner, tho inevitablo result is a violent and instantaneous closing of tho pores of the skin, by which the waste and impure matter, which was milking its way out of the system, is compelled to seek an exit through some weaker part. To illustrate : A lady was about getting into a small boat to cross the Delaware, but wishing first to get her an orange, she ran to tho bank of the river, and on return to tho boat found herself much heated, for it was summer ; but there was a littlo wind on the water and her clothes soon felt cold, which produced a cold which settled on her lungs, and within tho year she died of consump tion. A Boston ship owner, while on the deck of ono of nis vessels, thought he would lend a hand in somo emergency, and pulled off his coat, worked with a will until he perspired freely, whon he sat dowh to rest a while, enjoying the delicious brcezo from the sea. On at tempting to rise he found himself una ble, and was so stiff in his joints that he had to be carried home and put to bed, which he did not leave until the end of two months, when he was barely able to hobble down to the wharf on crutches. Mulititudes of wemen lose health every year, in one or more ways by busying themselves in a warm kitchen until weary, and then throwing them selves on a bed or sofa without covering, and perhaps changing the dress tor a common one, as soon as they enter the house after shopping. The rule should be invariably to go at once into a warm room, and keep on all the clothing for at least ten minntes, until the forehead is perfectly dry. In all weather, if you nave to walk or ride on an occasion, do the riding first. Dr. Hall. American Homesteads. There is a peculiar charm about old houses, which is seldom folt in America. In Europe, one finds everywhere quaint old buildings, in which generation after generation have been born and reared, and have married and died. Every nook and corner of the building is clustered over with memories and associations. The change of such a mansion from tho possession of one family into that of an other is regarded as a humiliation, and mourned as a disaster. This feeling is not without a salutary moral effect. It cul tivates a family pride, a feeling ot honor in the family name, which, handed down from father to son, is sought to be main tained through successive generations. it begets a sentiment ot unity, among those who bear the same name and are connected by ties of blood, which strengthens these ties, and tends more or less to mako each regardful ot the inter ests of all. ' liut here in America there are, as a rule, no old houses. Tho son tears down what the father built, or passes it into other hands with littlo or no regret or compunction. He builds again that which his sons shall raze or sell, regard ing merely his own convenience, and careless ot who Bhall dwoll in the spot ho inhabits after ho has quitted it for ever. Almost all our building is for tho present. e erect with a view to tear ing down, not for permanence, and hence it is tnat our arcnitecture nas an unsat isfactory air of instability, of cheapness, and temporary expediency, which of fends cultivated taste, and goes far to justify the assertion that American ar chitecture as an art is scarcely to be met with in our homes. It is truo thero are some fine and cost ly residences scattered about through the country and grouped in our largo cities, but throughout tho land, choap trame buildings, with scarcely an ap pearanco of design, offend the eye by un couth forms, shapeless sculpture, and glaring white or dingy mud colored ex teriors. Though we do not dwoll in tents, like some of the Tartar tribes, wo are essentially nomadio in our habits and tastes. Boys escape as soon as pos sible trom unattractive homes, to chance their luck in cities, or hew out fortunes on frontiers. Young men clear off farms in the tar est, sell them at the hrst ap parently good oiler, and try it over again. Land, with us, is not a thing to bo kept if possible, but to be speculated in. Cultivation of soil is too often only the temporary improvement preparatory to sale. Thus increases and flourishes that restless wandering spirit which charac terizes the truo Yankee born American Considerations of love for the spot on which ono has been born and bred aro feeblo whon placed against hopes of profit. All this may, perhaps, find somo compensation in the enterprising spirit it engenders ; but it does not make our rural homes picturesque piles halt hid den by honeysuckle, ivy, and woodbine. liko the garden embowered farm houses and cottages ot England. Much has been written with a view to improve our architectural taste as a nation, but wo are yet too young to pro gress rapidly in this respect. The great er portion of our land is too cheap. Wo have too much elbow room, and wo are too fond of change. Wo do not wish to spend much money on what we may, in a tew years at furthest, cease to occupy, So wo go on the cheap principle in building, and content ourselves with more bodily comfort, sacrificing oesthet ic considerations to utility. It is vain therefore, to expect any great general improvement in architecture until wo shall have advanced beyond adolescence as a nation. hen the groat W est shall havo absorbed all it will hold of tho world's population, and people look to die where they are born, homesteads will be beautified, and a sense of what is meant by the word home will be so im pressed upon tho minds and hearts of youths, that to adorn the place of nativi ty will seem almost a duty. bcienttjic American. Pacific Coast Pearl Fisheries. A writer in the Ocerlaml Monthly says : " Pearl-fishing is still carried on in tho (iulf ot California, with varying success. I -was informed by a German 'merchant of this place, who is engaged in purchas ing the pearls for tho European market, that tho value ot the yield tor the year 1808 amounted to f 10,000, lo procure the oyster, the primitive modo of diving by tho native Mexican Indians is still used. Doubtless a greater success would attend the use of tho diving or dredging apparatus, cither of which might be used in deeper water than could be reached by the ordinary method of div ing, lbe shell which produces the rich purple dye that was bo much sought after by tho ancient Mexicans tor color ing their fabrics is found clinging to the rocks in many localities on this coas t and I also found it in the island of So corro, which is situated about 260 miles west of Cape Corrientes. I have seen the Indians collecting this dye in the Bay of Bandoras, below San Bias, from tho shells as they clung to the rocks. After the shell is detached from the rock, the substance is ejected by the ani mal and caught in- small cups by the collector. This beautiful purple dye is held in high estimation by the Zapotaco Indians ot lchuantepec, tor coloring cot ton cloth of thero own manufacture, Six yards of their cotton fabric which is woven on a small native hand loom, and is just enough for a single skirt for a woman sells, when tinted with this peculiar dye, for from ten to thirty dol lars. A farmer who went to Texas to buy a farm was greatly prejudiced against the country he thought to settle in, from the fact that a doctor whom he called to attend him, when he was soized with a fever, began trying om his clothes im mediately alter writing a prescription, Tho fact that while the doctor was try ing on his coat, the chambermaid was examining his handkerchiefs, and the porter was struggling with his boots, lent wings to his imagination, and doubtless had an influence in regard to his speedy exit trom the State. Facts and Figures. Japanese auctions are conducted on a novel plan, but one which gives rise to none of the noise and confusion which attend such sales in America. Each bid der writes his namo and bid upon a slip of paper, which he plaoes in a box. When the bidding is over the box is oponod by the auctioneer, and the goods declared the property of the highest bidder. A man in Arkansas who went to a horso race at which he caroused so much that in riding home he ran against a fence stake and was killed, is spoken of as " an exemplary young man." Stan dards differ in different places. He may be looked up to as an exemplar by the youth ot Arkansas, but we should hardly think they would yearn very much to meet with the same fate. Another of those most stupid and awk ward of homicides which are caused by apothecaries' clerks, who put poison into prescriptions instead of harmless drugs, has occurred in Philadelphia. A deputy druggist mado tho trifling mistake of attempting to take rhubarb from a jar of opium, and a poor woman died as the result. Something must be done to theso cureless fellows. Tho latest Gospol dispensation in En gland is preached by a " seven deviled" woman in London. The lady is not pos sessed with so many evil spirits at pro- sent, but has boen recently relieved ot them, according to her own statement, and is now anxious to aid in helping others to got rid of whatever quota of similar monsters may have laiien to tnoir lot. She belongs to the order of con vulsionists, a very uncomfortable and objectionable religious sect. Boston's farewell bouquet to Nilsson was a ship four feet long, resting on an ocean ot red pinks with tho word " Adieu" on one sido and " Cuba" on the other in white pinks. It sailed down tho middlo aislo of tho theatre in the middlo of a fino passago in " Martha," and was launched upon tho stago after considerable exertion, where it rested quietly until the curtain fell, and was then steered by tho prima donna herself to some unknown haven behind the scenes. A man in Brunswick County, N. C, emigrated to tho West some years ago and left his wifo blooming alono. Later hp returned to find her blooming with another man, and rearing a tender blos som which he know not of before his de parture. Ho claimed her for his own, and as he had accumulated some $G0,000 during his long absence, his claim was speedily allowed, and tho second hus band was sent about his business. Here is the material for much romance and nonsense, but we think the whole thing a very stupid and prosy performance. That is rather a novel suit against the St. Louis, Vandalia and Terre Haute Railroad, brought by ono John L. Nor man in St. Louis, who claims 25,000 for injuries received from handling timber for the company which had been sat urated with arsenic and other posions to preserve it from decay. The man claims to have been ruined for life and it is said that fivo men had died from tho effects of tho poison. Of course it is of very littlo consequence to the rail road cdmpany how many workmen die provided their timber is preserved, but that 125,000, if they have to pay it, will reach their sympathies. Ono of tho latest curiosities in natural history is a calt said to bo owne in Oakland, Oregon, which sports a pair of wings just behind his shoulders. They are as yet rather ornamental than useful, but what may become of them hereafter is matter tor philosophio conjecture. If that calf wants to bo an angel we would like to suggest to him that Prof. Haw kins says that it is useless for man to hope to navigate with wings, and we certainly ought to havo tho first chance. It is of no use for him to have such as pirations, and he might as well give up the idea now as to prepare lor a great disappointment hereafter. A charitable society in the West has a novel and most agreeable method of raising money for various beneficent objects. Any man sufficiently blessed with courage and ready cash, takes his seat in the middle of the room and pays ten cents into tho treasury for every lady that will come up and kiss him. Of course the devotion of the ladies to tho good cause is measured by the num ber of smacks that the man gets, and the " cause" must take all the credit and all the blame for the kissing, a very nice arrangement for shifting the responsi bility. A handsome and agreeable man now, we imagine, must needs be well furnished with dimes at these fairs. Duluth, which loves to exalt iUelf under the name of the " Zenith City of tho Unsalted Seas," has no cemetery, and the Tribune thinks it is a " burning shame" that it should be so bereft A metropolis without a graveyard is cer tainly a Bad spectacle, but the misfor tune of Duluth is that it is bo young and situated so far from -the outskirts of civilization and withal in a climate so healthy that death has not found it out, and it can have little occasion for a burial place sot soon. If, however, it deems that its dignity would be increas ed by the possession of a cemetery it certainly ought to have one, and its au thorities should take up the grave sub ject at once. Experts in hand-writing, as well as experts in everything else, are far from infallible. A case was before a court iu Taunton, Mass., lately, which shows the danger of trusting too implicitly in the testimony of such persons. Four, envel opes were shown to a witness, an expert in hand-writing, and he testified very positively that the superscription of all of them was in the hand-writing of tho prisoner, who was accused of forgery. The counsel immediately took the stand and stated under oath that one of the envelopes was directed by the clerk of the Boston Water Power Company, an other by a friend of his own in New York, the third by himself, and tha other by the prisoner.