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VOL. XII. RIDGWAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THU11SDAY, AUGUST 10. 1882 NO. 25. Forty. With many a c&reless, joyous bound, t With many a weary, treadmill round, . O'er smooth-spread turf or dangerous ground By many a limpid stream, and mild, By many a mountain torrent wild, I, from a simplo, trusting child, Have waudcred on to forty. From feet that skipped to sobor troad From mind with foolish fancies fed, To Bounder judgment, wiser head; The change to work from thoughtloss play, The change from graver thoughts to gay Which came to mo along the way I Btrodo while reaching lorty. Through visions which had real seemed Through vi-ions wilder than I dreamed; Through shadows whoro the Bilvor gleamed, Through sunny places hajf o' rcaat By eerie shapes which flitted fast For brightness cannot always lant, And youth must merge in forty. Now lot mo count my treasuros o'er; Wliat have I won or lost ? Far more Ilave lost than gained. Such boundless store Of faith and hopo I boasted, when I wandered from a lad of ten To whero my vision broadened. Then My faith exceeded forty. Pomewhat havo learned, and much unlearnod Borne good receivi d, much moro have cpnrned And much that might havo been discorned I loft unheeded wandering by With carolesa or averted eye; Forgetting that the moments fly So fast from youth to lorty. I'vo reached the summit of the race, And would move on with flower paco; But furty has no breathing place; So shift and turn me as I will Theyems will croud and josilo still, And I may hasten down the hill To score another forty. I view the path I'vo wandered on, Whore forty years havo come and gono, Aurt much of J n i tit and hope lies strewn, And pray they may prove finest gold, Tho remnant of the fallh I hold, And shred of hopo I still infold, Ai.d lust another lorty. Springfitld IUptih'.ican. The Pathetic Young Man. Walking tbe sands with her father lliet. Grannis felt that she had lived U to all the possibilities vt eighteen years; that she ei joyed the ocean view more for being perfectly dressed, and gazing on it from under a fleece of dark curliu. bair, which crept fashionably low 01 her forehead, without over having beei hairdresser's metchandme. She et joyeo even the duubtfnl support her Freud heel pave the arch cf her foot. At an? . tin.e it would have hurt Miss Granm to be lens than a picture against tb. landscape. She had delicate features large bi.z-1 eyes, and cheeks inclined 1 flush, and she knew it was a face to se with a background of immense hat, ant abeve Mother Hubbard shirringson tb shoulders below it. Yet she was an ii nocent creature, with tbe dregs of chikl hood lingering on her lips. Her father was an innocent creatur. also ; short and thick, with a face clean shaven except a thorn of beard on tht end of his chin. His methodical move ments and placid air indicated the basi nees man retired on the profits of u successful career. He carried a heavy gold-beaded cane, and gave his left arm to his daughter, who indulgently let hei fingers lie therein. Tbe gentleman's ttoIK wus a swinging cue, wbilo she carried herself with elastic elegance, catching the step when they jarred. Mr. Grannis uttered a growl when her white parasol interfered with his hat, but npon her begging pardon, assured he it was nothing at all. His manner toward his daughter was ceremonious She had spent so much of her life in boarding-schools, while he grubbed for money, that he felt unacquainted with her. Besides, she was a woman, and therefore entitled to deference. It wa Mr. Grannis' habit to lift his hat to the chambermaid:! in his hutei, t.nd ad dress his washer-woman as madame. They reached the wooden promenade, and clicked slowly along it. Mr. Gran nis adding nn occasional thud of hit cane to the uneven cadences of theii steps. There's tho pathetio young man again," observed Misa Graunis, casting a sidelong glance across the beach. "What pahotio young manV" in quired her father, giving his cano head the revolution cn his palm necessary tu produce a flourish. "Tbere ; standing alone, with a soft slouching hat on ; black eyes and a largo muHtaohe. Don't look new, he's noticing us." Miss Grannis twitched her parasol in a pret'y but self conscious manner "What's pathetio about him 1" in qnired her father. "He looks fat and hearty. He needs to go to the barber and get a double handful of his hair clipped off Must be hot this weather." The gentleman ended in an abmpt chuckle which usually startled strangers it did not accord with his solidity. " Oh, I just call him he pathetio young man. He stands gazing across the water so much, and his eyes are so sad when he looks at yon at table." "Maybe he's a salesman out of a position," volunteered Mr. Grannis ; "or a professional man who can't get into practice " ' D jn't you think he looks nice, do?" " No. Too pretty. Never saw a pretty fellow that could do anything. Their - making's in their flesh and bones, and it stops there.' "But don't vou like his air?" " Stuff, stuff." eaid Mr. Grannis, with, out a punctuation mark or tingle of dis approval. It was the methodical but not severe plug which he thought best to apply to ins daughter's enthusiasms. His own enthusiasms, being once roused, were irrepressible. Perhaps he is stuff stuff, pa. There ain't many men, young or old, as nice ana rename as you are." What do you know about that. child ?" inquired the old merchant, with a smirK pleasant to see, lor it proved him one of those lovable male beings open 10 nailery. "Ob, I know a great deal, I have studied men." Miss Grannis exhaled a sigh through parted lips. A girl in a large 'hat, 'with a face as delicate as a flower, who can sigh so prettily and gaze at the horizon through smiling eyes, is very pood company even for her father. So Mr. Grannis thumped along with much satisfaction. Tbe win'd grew fresher as they walked, and the pathetio young man faded away behind their backs. After following the beach half a mile they left it and turned into a path which wound among rooks. Beyond the rocks and a sandy intervening belt was a piece of woodland that Miss Grannis and her father had explored before and found to their liking. Not to wander in woods, however, do maids adorn thrmsolve.s in Gainsborough hats and high-heeled boots. This was tho walk all the hotel world took when not in clined to go on wheels. There were benches under the trees. A cream tinted parasol was apparently resting itself on one of theso seats, while a pair of trousered sums ana a sweep ot filk oppearod below it. But Mis Grannis scarcely let hor eyes rett nn this or any other enchanted couple dotting the vista. She indi cated to her father an artist's umbrella, and a plump, blonde girl sketching un der it. "There she is, pa. She doesn't seem to notice who cornea or goes, or 0 earn if they look ather." " Her mind's fixed on her business," said Mr. Grannis, with appreciative em-pbai-is. The shetcher greeted them, however, .lid spoke as if pleased to see them 1 hoy hud picked up acquaintance with ier during their week's stay. She did not come from tbe hotels, but boarded ,t a farmer's. Her thick light bair inng in two braids below her waist. She was very pietty, veiy dimpled aiiout tbe wrists and fit gcr roots, and ressed in Quaker colors with almost Quaker plainness. she had a small camp-stool beside kt, to which she smilingly motioned Mis-Grannis. Mr. Giannis sat down n a bench near by, made a nnmb"r of mlite observations, placed his hand. on he top of his cane, and began to nod. " You're going to sleep, pa," eau oned his daughter. " I am enjoying the view, Fanny," aid the old merobant, decidedly. " I Uays like to meditate while I am cn j .vmg tbe view." Mies Grannis smiled at tho near land capo of rtclts piltd np before the sea ut ont of th 8, threading the familiar ut-h, came the pathetio young man. Ho ad a right to ba walking there. But e fact of his following so closely her ;wn arrival made her start. l tie iirti.st liutid d this, and looked at iio yonnu man coolly and with an nn icved aspect. He passed near them, :ansiug their way, and went on among liotiees. "Did yon notice that gentleman's ex-resi-icn?" inquired Miss Grannis of her mpanion." " Do you ?" said the artist V " Yes. Hi stops at our bote''. I hii-k he has the saddest face as if his lo were blighted, or something." " Maybe he has blighted somebody Iso's Hie," said the artist " I worder how?' mused Miss Gran- ais. "You seem interested in him." "Not a bit," exclaimed the young tdy. " He has never been introduced. don't even know his nume." "I can tell yon what it is," said the irtist, changing her pencil. "It's the ame as mine. He is my husband." "Mrs. Granger 1" The yenng lady ?ave such a start that she was near up etting the umbreUa, but saved herself bis awkwardness, which would have yuiutd her more than anything per- aicmg to tne pathetio young man. " I bought you were a widow." " I am a divorced widow. It is not aeee'sary to blazon the fact." "And why "hinted Miss Grannis. 3he felt unwarranted to make inquiries and glanced back at her father, whose urow was sunk to his cane. But this shattered romance fascinated her. "Didn't you love him?" 'I he blonde face put on a cvnioal sneer which lifted the nostrils an in stant; but this died away, as if it found the wholesome, sweet muscles unapt for its use. Mrs. Granger smiled, sketching with a steady hand. " (Jb, yes, 1 loved him. But I couldn't eat love. It. was very light diet. I have some solid Dutch blood." "Didn't he give you enough to eat?" questioned Mies Grannis.. with widening eyes. " ion have evidently been foraged for all your life," said the artist. " And yon can't see the danger which lurks in Btich beings as 5 our pathetic young man. But let me tell you, if a man ever comes courting you in a minor key, don't yon have him. If he calls himself a black sheep, value him accordingly ; he onght to know what he is. And if he tells you he looks into the future and sees nothing but darkness, keep out of his darkness ; let him enjoy it himself. He'll have a good enough time. There is a worthlessness in some men worse than positive bad habits. They lack all the points which goto make success. All they can do in the race of life is to -nap at the heels of people who do win. Their companionship wears the soul threadbare. They have no faiths, no hopes, and if any energy, it is of that shabby kind that is without the nerve to vault over difficulties. The exhilara tion of life is Lever enjoyed near such a person. He crushes you this pathetio young man. "Oh, my 1" said Miss Grannis, mean ing to indioate that such views of mas culine nature were distressing to her, and that her experience was far from preparing Lex for them. "But I thought when two people were very much devoted to each other, they did not mind anything else.' " Love," said the artist, coolly, "never flourishes in the society of the pathetio young man." "Was he ever cruel to you?" " Yes, he was ; " a dart of pain ap peared for the first time in tbe artist's voice. " I think he has killed out much of my womanhood." Thought the young lady, with secrot wisdom, "She lores him yet." They sat a long time silent The artist kept steadily at work, and the schoolgirl reconstructed a palace from the ruins in hand. She sifted her read ing on the subject of matrimony, to find means with which to work on tho minds of this separated pair. - It should be her mission to bring them together again. At the end of a glory-lighted vista she saw them kneeling at her foet while she bestowed a benediction. The pathetio young man came out of the woods, loitered past them again, and returned to the beach. Then Miss Grannis remembered how late it was growing. She rose up and wakod her father, who eaid ho had not been so pleased with a view since he came to the seaside. He took off his hat to bow when they parted with tho artist. But his daughter, full of delicate and benevolent plans, decided not to ask this lady to the hotol immediately ; and taking her father's elbow, walked him to the sands. "Pa," she exclaimed, "I want you to introduce tho pathetio young man to ma" "But I don't know him myself," ob jected Mr Grannis. " You can know him. And, pa, if he really is out of a position, or sulTurin.? for money, you can start him in tho right direction, cant you?" Mr. Grannis made a cantious pause, shaking bis head. " Id isn't just tho thing," he prosed, " for a young girl to show so much interest in a young man." Yet when thay emerged from the rocks, and almost ran against the young man in question, this cautions father was so precipitate in yielding to her demand that sho colored with vexation. Ho touched his hat, half in ap dogy for running so nearly against Liin, and the pathetio young man touched his bat and they exchanged remarks about tbe roar of the surf. Tho young gen tleman asked Mr. Grannis' opinion as to whether a ceitain vessel coining in was a ship or a schooner, speaking tbe elder gentleman's name in a nicely modulated voice. He was either anxious to continue with them, or tookit for granted tbat they wixhed him to do so, and introduced himself, npon which the amiable old merchant presented his daughter, notioing afterward tbat she seemed to take in ill part the very thing she had Dogged him to do. As for Mips Grannis she walked erect with tingling checks. The pathetic young man walked next to her, and her father had tbe water sido. She meant to work a chaste in the life of this voung gentleman, and felt chagrined to have the least irregularity in their in troduction. But of course poor pa, al ways tied up. to business, couid not know tho nico requirements of society. As they walked, however, her chagrin was soothed. Mr. Grauger knew several friends of her father's. His behavior toward herself was perfect He glanced at her deferentially, and absorbed her society wit h quiet pleasure, returning at intervals to his end abstraction. Mirk Grannis would have hated him had he ceased to be pathetic. When they had neatly reached the hotel she vouchsafed him a few remarks "I have jast been with a friend of yours," she said. Mr. Granger turned his gaza toward her for explanation. " The lady wh j is sketching. She is a very particular friend of yours, I bo lieve," "I never saw her before in my life." said Mr. Granger. " Yon surely are mistaken," impetu ously exclaimed Miss Grannis. Not at all, bugging: your pardon," said Mr. Granger. " But she said she knew you very well indeed." A look of ntter mystifi cation came over the gentleman's face. "A case of mistaken identity," he suggested. "And your names are the same Granger." He looked searchingly at Miss Gran nis. "Singular coincidence. I certainly cannot remember having ever met her before. But I did not look with par ticular attention at her." There was a hint of emphasis on "her "pleasing, because it was slight, like the suggestion of a perfume. Mr Grannis now took np tho conversation, and his daughter left them in the hote, veranda and went to her own room. She told herself tbat either the pa thetio young man or tbe girl-widow in whom she had taken such an interest had made false statements. If he were not a recreant husband, how could the pair be reconciled? Mrs. Granger claimed him with such assurance, and be had passed quite near enough to be rt cognized On tbe other band, he de nied acquaintance even with Mrs. Gran ger's face, with an air of candid uncon cern. It puzzled Miss Grannis so much she could think of nothing but the pathetio young man. She had read of twins and of doubles who had to bear the sius of those whom they dupli cated. What gave him tbat sad look if there was nothing gnawing at his heart strings ? " I wonder if she really was his wife," thought Miss Grannis. " I don't want to see her anvmoro while we stay here. It's a horrible business to be so puzzled about. It they really are strangers how unjust I am to him I There was a dance ending with a german at tbetr hotel that evening. Miss Grannis had no ebaperon ; her life had been an independent one, and her father knew little about a young girls requirements. But she had op portunities to danoe, and olo of her opportunities was Mr. Granger He waltzed elegantly, and in this exhilara ting motion appeared to forget the recent sorrow which made him pathetio. Miss Grannis noticed his mother, a wiry old lady with white curls, watching them with attentive eye. "She can't help seeing we are well matched," thought the yonng lady. It occurred to her now for tne first time that she might learn the cause of Mr. Granger's melancholy from his mother. The youtg girl was exclusive in her own fashion. She picked oat people in whom to feel an iuterest, and ignored the rest of the world. Darinor her week's stay she had not lingered amidst we gossip 01 the parlors, and had therefore obtained no information about the people in the hotel except what her eyes gave her. Bat she was pertain this youngish old lady was Mr. Granger's mother, beoause he always brought hor to the table, and exhibited the most dutiful behavior toward her. After the waits Miss Grannis walked on the veranda with the pathetio young man. It was a light night, the moon seeming to walk the ocean with a thousand glittering footprints, and time and scene had their effect on the two young people. Other couples were also promenading. S'ill, Miss Grannis felt an aloneness with the pathetio young man and decided now to sift nd olaRHifyhim. She said he seemed pensive. lie turned ins luminous eves toward hor and assured her he was always a little pensive wbon extremely satisfied. This was a nice though ambiguous beginning. But it gave her opportu nity to ask if he was always satisfied,, for his usual expression was sad, she thought. "Yos." Ibo pathetio young man re plied; " he bad as good reason as any body to congratulate himself. Nobody was quito huppy." This was rank heresy to Miss Grannis Sho said it was too dreudful to believe. If poor ile could not be very happy, life would be unendurable. Mr. Granger said li'e was pretty prosy at times. Folks could jog through it, though, if they weren't in a cramp for money. Ho considered being in a cramp for money the wori-t thing Mit-s tirannis secretly decided tbat he bad not mnch soul, or was fearfully cynical. She- felt a certain hollownnes in her pathetio yonng man, or unsatis factory flatness, like the taste of squash to her palate. Still, he might be veil ing his inmost nature. He sighed a little, and admired her fan. Within doors wore scores of women sitting ah ng tne wall, and no pathetic yonng man leaned over them pouring the mystio sadness of his eyes into their sympathetic countenances. M'ss Gran nis was enjoying herself, when the wiry old lady with light curls appeared in tbe open window, quite near enough to put her hand on Mr. Granger's arm. "Kemember your dyspepbia, Harry, my love," she remarked, in what Miss Grannis considered a detestable voice. and how cooling off suddenly after exercise affects you." The pathetic young man was suddenly less expansive in his manner toward Miss Graunis, and replied to tho mater nal admonition that he would take care. fhen ho introduced the younger ladv to Mrs. Granger. Mrs. Granger was rather acid. She roused a belligerent feeling in the girl's bosom. " I don't think it was very nioe.'' ruminated Miss Grannis, " to speak about drspepsia, reminding people of their stomachs. She must be no end of fussy, and not at all like what I should picture his mother. I have a great mind to flirt with him; it will torment her." Revolving this unnlial plan she re entered the room with Mr. Granger, and instantly plunged among the couples who were executing one cf those new round dances composed ol hippity-hops and slides, and during this nndignified pastime she saw Mrs Granger's eyes still following them around the room. At the end of that dince her father found her, and uttered his usual admo nition about early hours. "Just one more, pa,' decided Miss Grannis. "After the next I'll have plenty of time to get my beauty-sleep." "Which you certainly never need. said the pathetio yonng man, giving hor a look that seemed to melt warmly over her. They were moving to take their places for this last dance, when he halted with a start, and said, despairingly; "That's my wife again." So he admitted the tact at last. He was Mrs. Granger's ex-husband, and she must be in the room. Miss Grannis swept her eye along the wall, and Baw the "blonde artiit chatting with a gen tleman, but watching her. " You appeared to ignore your wife this morning," the yonng lady said, eeverely, to the pathetio young man. lou told me she was a complete stranger to you." " Mr. Granger never ignores his wife," said a voice in front of her. Miss Gran nis felt startled as she brought her gaze back to the elderly Mrs. Gi anger, again bent on interrupting them. "I'm eure 1 haven't done any thin 7 to her," thought the girl. "Wbat makes her so disagreeable i l d be pathetic too it 1 bad such a spy 01 a mother." " What did you mean, Harry," pur sued the elderly Mrs. Granger, in an astringent tone, "by saying your wife was a complete stranger to you ?' " 1 uon t know, replied the pathetio young n-an, collapsing visibly. "I know about the separation," said Miss Grannis, determined not to be put down b this warlike old woman, and looking her de fiintly in the eye "Why should you want to conceal it ?" The elder lady s mouth drew inward with a convulsive twitch. She grew sallower under her cosmetics. But putting her hand within the pathetic young man's free arm, she spoke with low and guarded emphasis : " We are not separated yet, and I don't think we shall be by the most brazen of flirts while my husband knows his own advantage. If you will excuse my husband now, we shall have the pleasure of wishiogyou good-night, The elderly Mrs. Granger then moved away with her pathetio young man. mirs uraunis soon alter felt yonng Mrs. uranner tase her arm and walk her toward the veranda. Bat the girl paused in the ball. "I know just what has happened, sail the artist, suppressing laughter. " They say she is as jealous as can be, and makes constant scenes. It's what he deserves for marrying her money." " I thought she was his mother,'' said Miss Grannis, oat ot her stupefaction. " How many wives has be, pray 7" " One only," replied the artist; but as she is twice his age, and equal in watchfulness to twenty, he is most thoroughly wived." - Yon said he was your husband." " I told you a fib," said the blonde art'st, with obarming candor. "I never saw the man before this morning. But yon were bent on a romanco for him, so I helped you to one. It might have been so, you know. You are indued to build too much on appearances." " I think I am," said Miss Grannis, holding her head higher. " Don't resent my little fiction seri ously. I did it on the spur of tho moment, and came this evening almost purposely to confess it, and to look after that pathetio yonng man of yours." "And you called yourself Mrs. Granger all the time 1" denounced Miss Grannis, laying her hand on the balustrade, while she bent fulcon looks npon her acquaintance. " That's my name by the merest co incidence. If it had been anything else yon would have thought I had re turned to my maiden name. But you could see tor yourself, my dear, what a cozy little widow I am. Nothing pa thetio about me. I married a man to whom I am indebted for various lessons in human nature He died several years ago. I am to be married again next month, and sorrow is not preying upon me at all." Mis Grannis' bead was at this time reared bo high, and hor eyelids drooped t o low, that she paid languid attention to anything else young Mrs. Granger had to say. But after reaching the top of tbe stairs, her progress ulong the O'irridor became a flight. She knocked 'it her father's door, and foil tunanltuously on the bosom of his dressing-gown. " What's the matter?" exclaimed tbe old merchant, feeding companotion at having left her downstairs while he sought a nap between dances, " We must go right away in the 'rain that leaves to-nigbt," said Miss Grannis, with half a sob, crnshin her pretty tullo dress upon his knees as sho made him sit down at a window. "Oh, pa. don't keep me here another hour I I am all mixed up and everybody is deceptive and horrid 1" "But I thought you were having the best of times, dancing so late. And tbere was that fat young man who looked so melancholy." "Pa," (xclaimed Miss Grannis, hold in? him off with a savage shake, "if I ever see anybody again with tbat far away sad look in the eyes I shall be lieve it is dyspepsia. I shall avoid tbat pen-on as a miserable human shell. Now, I'm going to pack. It's so com fortable," she conoluded, leaning ber head on his shoulder, " to feel sncb confidence in a dear old pa to-night. But ntiver speak to me about any pitbetic young man again." Harper's Bazar. A FeaiTul Swim for Life. A correspondent, writing from El Dorado Canon, Nev., says: Another of our old-timers has been swallowed up by the treacherous Colorado, Barney Coleman and Benjamin Goooh, accom panied by two Indians, started np tbe river one morning recently in a skiff for the purpose of ca'chiDg drift-wcod After reaching a point between twelve and fifteen miles up the river the boat, becoming unmanageable, was drawn into an eddy and disappeared ia an in stant. Tbe skiff at the time was near a steep cliff of rocks, whose walls were two hundred feet in height, and the Indians, observing that the eddy was about swallowing the boat and crew, jumped out and clung to the rocks and Goch endeavored to do the same thing after them. He secured a slight hold to the perpendicular sides of the cliff clung to it only for a moment, then fell into the water and was seen no more. (Jolt-man sprang from the stern of tbe skiff out into the river and got beyond the eddy, where he watched for the ap pearance of the boat He had not long to wait, bat it seemed to him ages, when he caught sight of it, bottom up ward, a few yards down the river, when he swam after it, overtaking and cling ing to it. In this condition, for three miles, he went shooting past recks, plowing through breakers and whirling about in eddies, when ho came face to face with one of thoso roaring rapids and treach erous eddies so numerous and so dread ful in the Colorado. There was no time to lose. Another chance between life and death, and that chance perhaps was the only one in a thousand. The resolu tion was formed one moment and ex ecuted the next. The skiff was in the midst of the rapids, standing on end ; another breaker and over it went. This was an indescribable moment to Coleman, whose sole reliance had deserted him, as he felt a prisoner in the hands of death, and thiugh he had scarcely known his strength before here was a desperate opportunity tor its test, and he says that he felt that he was a mere straw at the mercy of a wave one second and an eddy the next. Here was waged a fierce and pro tracted struggle for life between a powerful man and skillful swimmer, weighing Tio pounds, and first a whirl pool and then a rapid, whose force and size and danger can never be realiz d except by tbe man whose life was tremblin-r in the balance, but courage and human strength at last prevailed, and the brave man swam on over rapida and through whirl pools for the distance ot three of as perilous miles as was prob ably ever won by man. Who can imag ine his feelings as he reaohed in safety and crawled upon the river bank. where he lav for some time completely exhausted ? As soon as he bad regained sufficient strength, Oolemau set out for the canon, and, shoeless and naked, after a tramp of six miles over the bar. ren, rocky mountains and through deep canons of burning sand in the heat of a broiling sun, he arrived, his feet bleeding aud fearfully lacerated by the tnarp rocks. At a family party the company was so large that two bovs bad to wait at sap. per. When the meal had long been over and the folks sat still at tbe table the elder of the boys it was his seventh birthday was seen crouching on the doorstep outside the supper room, and was asked: "Where is Faulr" With deep drawn sigh the lad responded: dont know; I s'pose he's somewhere prayla' the Uoialoi bis supper V Chinese Babies. Let us suppose that the solemn bath appointed for the third day is ovor, which would seem to be almost a Chi nese baptism, and the mother to be convalescent If the offspring be a girl tbere will probably be no rejoioing, bat if a boy the mother will go in state to the temple frequented by her family and offer thanks to Tien How, the queen of heaven. The only time it was our fortune while in China to see a riative lady of any standing was on such an oc casion. A wife of Howqua, the son of the celebrated Hong merchant, had gono to the temple of Hon am to return thanks for tho birth of a son. The shrine in tbe temple which she was visiting had been founded by the elder Howqua in honor of his ancestors ; it is a lofty hall, with roof open to the beams, closed in tho rear and at the sides, but in front open ing with richly carved doors on a rained terrace surrounded by a stone balustrade and overlooking a square tnrfed inolo sure containing two or three fine speci mens of the Chinese banyan, or Ficui rclirioti, and a pond of water covered with the broad green leaves and roBe tioped flowors of the lotus, the eaorei plant of Buddha, who is often repre sented as seated on its open flower. Crossing this pond end skirting it were a bridge and gallery of massive stone carving corresponding with the balustrades, and communicating with the terrace. On the opposite side of the gallery wan seen the rear of another shrine, colored of a drep vermilion like the one in front, with its high arched roof sweeping down like the enrved outline of a Tartar tent (from which the Chinese style of architecture is supposed to be borrowed), and adorned With dragons, birds and dol ).bit s in glazed pottery of the brigh est colors. Down either side stretched a line of gloomy cloisters communicating with the rest of the building. At. one end of the terrace were two or three small tables arranged with viand plaeo I npon them, and surrounded by a cvn siderable party of Chinese, am -in whom we notire 1 several femvles standing, ev idently in a' tendance npon some lady, as in China the servants are almost in variably of the other sex. Kuowinu the scruples of the Chinese against ad mitting foreigners into the presence of the female members of their families, we turned back, and were on the point of leaving that part of the temple, no little disappointed at being unable to see the whole of the building, when two members of the group, one of whom was a son of How qua, came forward and reqnested us, if we wished, to continue our examination. We did so. The shrine at which tho ceremnny was going on had been decked with flowers, whilst on the long counter like altar in front of tbe figure of the goddess, between the jars of porcelain and bronze half filled with sandalwood ashes ia which sticks of incense were bn-nin?, and upon two square pedestals in front of the altar, were piled up pyr amids 01 iruit and sweetmeats. 0h either side of the-:e pedestals were two of smaller siz9, on each of which was placed a book apparently of re ligious service, and by its side a small wand and a hollow, red, kidney-shaped gourd, which when struck gave a hollow and not unmusical sound, each blow upon it marking the repetition of a prayer. These, as it were, formed the lecterns of the officiating priests, and between them, facing the central vase on the high altar, was placed a cushion and a mat ou which the fair devotee might kneel and perform the kotou, or ceremony of kneeling and touching the ground with the head at certain periods during the service. At either side of the central door of the shrine stood a large brotiz9 vase heaped with silvered paper formed into boxes about the siza and shape of steel-pen boxes, and emblematical of bars of Sycee silver, wbich is burned at tbe conclusion of the ceremony as an offei ing to the Queen of Heaven. On passing outht of e shrine, still ac companied by the two Chinese who had joined us, we passed near the banquter ing party, when the lady rose, supports p by two of her servants, and, crossing he hands, saluted us in the Chinese fashion. Of her beauty lean say nothing ; neither my 00m pan ion nor myself could remem ber anything save a face painted a la Chinoitc, and hair tied up in the usual tea pot form, dressed with magnificent pearls, jade ornaments, aud natural flowers. Tbe golden lilies, as the in habitants of the flowery kingdom call the crippled feet of the higher classes of their women, and the splendidly em broidered robes, attracted our attention far more than the eyts and features, which doubtless ought to have been our only consideration It is after this festival not always, of course, celebrated with th magma- cenoe we have described - that the rela tives of the child present it either with plate or bangles ol suv, r or gold, ou which are inscribed tbe (haracters sig nifing lung life, honor and felicity. Jt is also at this period that it receives its 'milk name, ' or the pet name by which it Is known tn its family, the name by which it is known to others be'ng only given to it at the completion of its iourth year, when its euuoUon is sup posed to commence. Shvf Work. As an illustration of the slowness with wbich public business before Con crens sometimes goes forward the Washington correspondent of the Bal timore Sun t.dls the following : Some time since Philip Beich, of Frederick, Md., came to this oitv on a visit, tie is eighty two years of age, though well preserved. In talking with Upresent ative Urnerbesaid he thought that Con- cress was about as slow now as at any time ia the past Paid he: "When I was in Washington before, in 1814, the claim of R. K. Meade, the father of General Meade, who commanded at Gettvsborg. was under consideration It was a Spanish claim of some kind f or damagt and looses he sustains I in Boatn. After being away lor sixty. eight years I returned, and what case do yon think was under consideration when I got into tbe capitol T The same claim 01 Xi. JUeade." Oh Mellow Moonlight." Ob, mellow moonlight warm, Weave round my love a charm; Oh, countless starry eyes, Watch from the holy skies; Oh, evor-solomn night, Shield her within thy might; Watch her, my littlo one t Bhlold hor, my darling t How my heart shrinks with fear Nightly to leave thee, dear; Lonely and pure within Vast glooms of woe and sin; Our wealth of love snd bliss Too hoavenly-perfoct is; Oood-night, my little one ! Ood keep thee, darling I Jamet Thornton. HUMOR OF THE DAY. A striking subject The hammer. "I have a fresh cold," said a gentle man to his acquaintance "Why do yon have a fresh one? Why don't yon have it cured '" A merchant may manage to grab along without advertising, and so may a man empty a hogshead of water with a teaspoon, but both are decidedly tedious undertakings. A young lady gave her fellow the mitten for somn reason, whereupon he threatened to publish her letters in re venge. "Very we1 1," she said, ' I am rshamed of nothing in them bat their address." The weary hn-b ind as he proceeds to take down tbe olotbe.'-Iine, uncon sciously trips over a croquet aroh, and from the bottom of bis ltt wishes he was whre the wickets cease from troubling. "Is that an mal a success ?'' in qnired a neighbor o' a farnvr who hud lecently purchased a wa ch d g. " Weil, 1 ess so ; be caught right on the firtt day," replied the owner, proudly pointing to a monthful of pantaloons debris near the dog's kenne.l. If you want to be very fashionable in your correspondence you must use fanoy colored sealiog wax and a hw seal to clone your envelope.". And don't forget the extra postane stamp therefor, or the receiver of the letter won't appreciate your elegant stylf. Z?oson Post. The tremul ius boughs of the waving trees were raining down shadows that fell cool and fair upon Lurline Perkins b autiful face as sho stood silett snl alone near the woodshed. The ii ur mnrous sighing of the summer brteze was borne to hor by tbe tranced air, and ever and anon there camo up from the meadows the sound of the farmer's ax as he felled the sturdy asparagus that was soon to delight the palates of the rich people in the city who could pay for it. Away to the eastward, mirroring back the azure dome of the sky, lay the lake, and the swell of its silver foam bat served to make the silence deeper. The girl stood for several minutes as if en tranced by the scene. Then, turning sadly away, she exclaimed in low, bitter tones : " 1 suppose 1 shall have to mute that dratted cow, and tho sooner I get at it the better." Chicngo Tribune. Arab! Bey. Edward L. WHson, an artist of Phila delphia, recently returned from Egypt where he frequently met Arab! fasha, thus describes the rebellions Egyptian : "l'tcture a tall, heavy faced -man, sullen, swarthy, with only a pretty clear eye to soften the general harshness of expression and a black mustache to hide a not particularly finely-carved month. His legs are as unattractive as his face. The underpinning looks too frail for the rest of tbe body. He is a bnlkv man. not pussy or Falstaffian in girth, but a broad, thick-chested fellow, built on the lobster pattern. His dress was slovenly on this oc casion, and his manners were brusque and anything but attractive. "Take him all in all," said Mr. Wilson, sum ming np his impression in eight words, you would never notice him in a crowd. In fact," said the speaker, " he has the air of a person who regards himself as a very big Indian, an opinion a stranger would not be likely to concur in by any means at the first blush," In speaking of the wonderful in fluence Arabi exerts over his troops, Mr. Wilson related a little story in which he explained the pobitive effects of the power certain of tbe priests have over tbe fanatic il and superstitious people. In Cairo is located tbe famous Mahamme dan college, where young men are edu cated for the priesthood. While many graduate, not all by any means assume holy orders. But the fact of having been prepared for the calling invests them for ail time with a power over tbe pop ulace that foreigners cannot under- tand. Arabi Pasba was brought np in Mas college and is a firm brliever in tho Koran. In bis journey in gs along the NneMr. Wilson was ace. m pan led by Mabommed Aebm-d Effendi Hadaijao, a nlk merchant of Cano, who was edu cated in the sacr.d ootlege with Arabi. It frequently ooouried, continued the artist "that 00 r dragomen would 'ail into disputes over trivial matters, ai.d would aot as if their rage wan un fa innded. 11 made no difference however great the turmoil or heated the belligerents, Effendi Ha daijth could qell the trouble and scatter the participants by simply raising bis band and speaking a few words mildly. 11 w manner was always of the kindliest, his eye tender and his face benevolent, but his piesence among the lowly wan sufficient to in sure the profonndest respeet. I knew he was not a priest, and in a friendly way would endeavor to obtain from him the underlying reason of this manifest power, but he turned my inquiries away with a smile and a wave 01 tbe band, as it it were not to be talked about. So it is with Arabi. He was prepared for the priesthood, and his followers invest bim, la their religions seal, with. Invin cible power and probably sa red in spiration." Philadelphia Timet. A workman in a mill in Pbceuixville. Pennsylvania, rolled a round three quarter-inch bar. of iron, 163 feet in length. This is claimed to be . the longest bar of Iron of that size yi rolled, -