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WELLINGTON ENTERPRISE, , WEDNESDAY, 3IARCH, ,4, ,1885. ' ... .w. nooeHTosi, rp'r. , WELLINGTON. I I OH10' A PROPHECY. Tfow liirht your hand lies on ray hulr! Your klM disi.els all true of chit I And In your dear uyos' dewy dark Vlimea out the lair, unfading spark IX " love that will not pass away," if "lore that will mt.ulo alway, ' You say. And how you lauirh dorldlng Time. And say: " Love liven hi Indoles prime! .; And luixitlon dorp and puro as ours !au bid deflance to all poworsl" Ah, mel laugh iravly as you may, You'U thluk of thla attain some day ,i borne day I And then I shall not feel as now, Yonr klm like balm upon my browl I Kliiill not feel your happy band Lie on my glad head' guidon strands; Vor Lovelight Love will go away; Tin Nature's law" or o you'll say. Somu day Tea. I ean look within your xyes, Po darkened now with sad siirprlsel And Kay with clear, unl'ultiMng tongue, Tnnt Life grows old, but Love stays young, And when the roses fade and fall Tbut Lore roof too for good and all lor all! And when that time shall como to me Now, mark you, Dear!--1 11 cense to be! And when repentant toars full hot II ton pule lip that answer not , When longing eyca will sadly traoe The care-linos on my death-cold face, . Vnu'U onll to mind that woful day The soul-sad words that 1 now say Borne dav some day! X'tly MarthaU McAfee, in Uilcayo VumnL FACE TO FACE. A Fact Related in Seven Well Told Fables. BT R. E. FRAKCILLOX, Arrnoa or "A (3 hi at FIiirixs," "Quit At Last," " A Rkal Quern," " Kajh-' ' Diva," etc., rra, . FADLB TUB 1 nisi'. Costixl-kd. ' "Put up with my land you! Why it cnu't be; it can't be. Them's never teen when Leys Croft didu't belong to a Blackthorn. 'Twouldn't bo in tho nature of things!" ho exclaimed, still half bewllderod from such a blow, but with a glow again in his eyes; the while Mnrilsh, the mortgagee, sat stern and stolid, pressing his broad-brimmed beaver between his knees. "We've owned and farmed Leys Croft, me and my forcbours, for hundreds of years thousands, more like and there isn't one of 'em but would turn round and curso me out of his grave.' 'Twould bo worse than being Tiegar to that old curmudgeon up in London for mo to rive up tho land that goes down from father to son. I say, twould be like King Georgo giving" up Englnnd to Doney, if I was to give up Ley Croft to any but a Blackthorn of tho straight lino. My grandfather was born in this bouse, like his grandfather before him, an.4 go was 1, and so was my my girl. 1 loow every clod in tho field wince I w;v. tliat high; and to be told I must give up the land! No." Ill voice wan prematurely old, but it trembled rather from a sense of supremo ' outrage than from ago, and, after al iiioit breaking down when it spoke of the girl, it came down upon the "No" stm'tiingly round and full. "Well, Tom Blackthorn," sall tho -f crditor, "you've ouly got to raise tho mi .iey, ami Leys Croft is yours as suro as WVlsiead's mine.'1 "Welitead, indeed that you bought for money; as if money could make a tl-.li: r a man's own, like mine's mine." "I'd like to see a better title than hard cash, though," said Marrish, wl:h somhing distantly akin to a snrle. "The question is can you mi o a hundred pound?" No," ' "Then you must give up the land." So!" "L'lien, Tom Blackthorn, you're an obstinate old fool. And if 'twasn't yon, I'd call a man that won't take the only way he's got (o pay his good law ful de!ts a lng way worse name than fool, Howsoever,' the law's on my iiiu; you ride over, or walk over to ' lluucficstcr, nnd ask Lawyer Lake, and learn for six-and-cightpouco, if you've got it, what I tell you for nothing at all. You art an unlucky devil, Tom Blackthorn; but that's no call why the pipit's to bo paid by me." "Aht You've como to turn me and toy girl out of house and homo?" "fll have to foreclose on Leys Croft. 'JOat was the bond,!' The broken-down yeoman, whoso land wai tho com of h heart, gulped down a In' i-d sob,' took down his hat from a peg :ind put it on, armed himself with a tough walking-stick out of a corner, nnd then, from the depth of a drawer, li-)i:!(l up a big key, which be handed to lii creditor. "Good-bye, Knovh Mar ri:" said he. without looking him in flirt faee. "I can't shake hands, but" llr) -.1 rode toward tho door. "What's Hiis for?" aked Marrish, fir.piring the key. "Where are yon off to t'owr "( iT tho lund that isn't mine that's tilt, v I'm going to fetch l'aticnoe; and then we'll go. "Co! Where?" "What's that to vou?" "Of all tho obstinate old fools! I've nl to foreclose yet; and if I hadn't, l-i-un's no oiili to turn out as if the house xv. aiire " "And do you think," said Blackthorn, fs'-'ng round and looking him full in tho f.T!j "I'll fcloeii another night on the pln.'O I've sola for a mess of pottage? I'll find the Ice of a haystack soiue i'vtr off tho land for niy lass; and bv l that's naught to yon. If you was a ir..ikttioni, you'd understand. I'll put jo to t;o exjK'nso nor trouble. I'll . ca'r away just my stick, aud the clc Ties I stand In, aiid the girl. SUe'i in ce. But I won't carry off out of Ict Croft so much as the muck on my bo'ls; I'll wlpo them clean by the gate on ilm Four-Aere; and" "Come, Tom If you'd only near a juil out, ins'earl of bt-lng such an ob ' 'Tit tnie I can't afford to go without taor.KV or land; those war times are cni-l hard. 1 can't; but 1 will!" - ' What?" cried Blackthorn, facing round a;ain. - ( will.. That's what I sar. I'll take Tstumoo instead of both of 'era U;rc.',' "You'll take Patience!" exclaimed the poor old fellow, amazed and bewil dered once more. ' ,' A v without a penny!" aaid Mar rish. And well he might say so, if bo meant it, for without getting His lull pennyworth Fanner Marrisli, of.Wol- stead, had never boon known to do a mortal thing. Ho had always been a model man of business; up before the bird. nav. even before the worm, and early to bod, only for the sako of saving candles in those nuru times. . lie nnu played ant to Tom Blackthorn's grass hopper. Ho had scraped together pcuny uy penny, pounu oy pouno, uum bv field, until, as now,- he could add farm-to farm; and always in euoh wise that bo had earnod tho nickname oi "Miser Marrish" at Hunchostor, the market town, where he was as well known on Thursdays a the parson on Sundays. The idea of him saddling himself, at his time of life, with a pen niless lass from a boarding-school, who came, to boot, from such a wastrel stock as the Blackthorns, was incred ible No wonder the girl's own father was bewildered and amazed. ', "You 11 take my Patience!" - he ex claimed again, with open eyes. "Look here. Tom Blackthorn, l'cr- haps it may look odd, but I'd sooner havo that lass to wile without a penny than ever anothor with a thousand pound. It may . seem like a fool's whim; but it's mine.' I've watched Patience rrrow up from her cradle,' as one may say; and ever since sho last came home Irom school l shiu io my self, that's tho lnss for me." "Bloss mv soul alivo!" "Av, 'tis true. You needn't be afraid I can t koep a wlfo, though she does como from a boarding-school. I'm not a rich man by any sort of means; but 1 m a hard-workiug honest yeoman, tlmr tuti'r. liL-i.lv fji cri. Korrrrititr nf hnr - " v J " f - n rowing, any more than he's like to go stealing. I don't keep hunters, nor doirs. nor company that s worso than dogs, to oat one out of houe and home nnd then to turn their tails whon the cupboard's bare. I farm my own land, and pay no rent; and you know me, and if you don't, you ask Hunchester Old Bank or Lawyer Lake, and see what they say of Enoch Marrish, of Welstead. I'm not rich, but I'm warm enough for two." "Bless my soul olive! Does the girl know?" "A girl Isn't blind to a chap's sweet ness on her I suppose eh?" "Why, you're old enough to bo her fathpr, man! "No, no. Not so bad as that A man's as old as ho fuels, and I'm one of tho wiry ones that are old young, and young old. , Besides, it's bail for a lass to bo married to a young torn fool that uont know bis own mind. J know mine. I love Patience; and you'd bust keep tho bind." "Well, I'm-" What he was. Farmer Blackthorn failed to say. He certainly could not help fieeing that ho was being asked to sell Patience lor Leys Croft, but then that a hard nnd graspin? man like Enoch Marrish should lind Patieneo Blackthorn worth buying at such a prieo was very wonderful, nay, a very nattering thing, lio loved ins daughter; ho did not like Marrish who can like a creditor that nppeals to tho law? But tho land -the land! If he loved Pa tience with all his heart, he loved the land with all his soul. It was his relig ion; though the lund might ruin him he loved it, not merely as one loves a good and dutiful daughter, but as a mother loves a scapegrace son. And suppose 1 ntieneo uiu or could like Marrub well enough to be his wife, would it not be best all round? The Blackthorns had always held their heads hlsrh, and a Marrish was well, certainly not a Blackthorn. .Enoch was tho nrst ot the family who had held land of his own, while ancient deeds showed that there were Blackthorns, of Leys Croft, farming their own fields before tho time of the Tudors. But still, Farmer Marrish was a sound man a snfe man. nav. a rich man. thouirh he did not call himself so. He contrived to raise good crops, somehow, in the worst years, and, what was more, he made not only wheat but money breed. Why should not Patience Blackthorn become Mrs. Marrish, if she pleased ? And then the lund was it not her duty, as a Blackthorn, to save the land? And there was, indeed, no other way; for the owner of Leys Croft had raised every penny ho could llnd, owed more than he bad spent, and had spont every penny he could raise. "It all depends, on the lass all on tho lass," said he, ufter a long pause, and a battlo with hltmelf that could havo only one end. "She'll be some where about the place; wo' 11 see what sho'll sav to it, poor thing." "i'oor'thing?'' "You musu't mind what I say, neigh- lVliut UMfli rtnn thlnrr nnn twitlmr what with the shamo ot'bcing kicked by the old man In London for a beggar, and what with your talk of losing Leys Croft,-and what with your wanting Pa tience, my head's all of a twirl." " You'll let me have her, tuun?" "Ay." IL It was not a second between Stephen Harlow's "Oh!" and his appearance in tho shed, where ho found Patieneo no longer at the window, but pushing at h'T saw, which, wearied out at lust with such usage, utterly refused to move. "Patience! What are you doing?'.' cried he. " Oh. it is you!" said sho. " But don't hinder mo, for goodness' sake. I'm at work, you see." "Come, Patience," he said, taking her hand in spite of its occupation, and boldinir it too. "That isn't the way to welcome an old friend and I haven't seen you for years!" Only one!- What ought I to do?," Why, yououjrbt I ought" Ho looked as if he knew very well what outrht to be done; but he refrained. " What are vou doine with that saw?" Making a new gate-post Ours is hroko, across the Home Croft, and we don't want to pasture other folk's cows." "Yon making a gate-post? Where's lilies?" " Oh. Giles! . He's left us weeks ago. Thcxe, Stephen do lot go my hand; I sba'n't have done by budtiuio " "That you won't I'll go after one of the men" "No. Don't do that ' Father wouldn't be pleased" ' StuT and nonsense, Patience?? "Oh. please don't!" prayed she. "Tho truth Is, there's no mon to find." " No mon to find!" " No. We've ' given" on keeping mon and a good thing, too. 'Twould bo a shamo, Indeed, to keep a lot of idle, usoloss men about a place whon futhor's got a grown-up girl of course, 'twas diuerent when 1 was a child. " " A farm without hands! Patience what does this mean? What has happened while I have been away? What have I come back to find?" " Whv. Stephen, how scared vou look at one!" she said with a smile and though I have said the was not a pretty girl, I retract my words humbly, seoing hor with Stephen Harlow's eyes; ana an ine more, since uer voice was as light and as sweet si a gin's can be. lie liad come two hundred miles to hear that voice and to see thai, smilo; and now they made him afraid, she looked so fragile, and yet so brwe. " You find mo, and you 11 find father, too." . Ho took the saw from hor hand, and, in a minute, had dono the rough work that had taken hor two wasted hours. "Now," said ho, "you're free to talk. Don't tell mo that you've got rid of your men because there's no need.'' . " I think I think we must have just one man to saw. Oh, Stephen, now did you do that so fast? Then, there's use in those teeth after all?" " Are you going on without maids, too?" " Of courso. When a farmer's got a grown-up girl, what does Ira want with a parcel of maids? That would be a shame!" " Who milks tho cows?" "I do. At least I shall. We're not keeping cows, just now. I'm sorry you have to do without cream. On, I do lovo work, Stephen! It's evor so much better than musio and French and the use of tho globes I never could make out tho uso of the globes; could you? I like to feel useful; it's the best fun in tho word." "Pationce. You can't cheat tnc You're going to cry." "I'm not And It's because I've pinched myself with the saw; Cry! Stephen how dare you say I'm going to cry?" "You've hurt voursclf with that con founded snw! Oive mo your hand" "No. I haven't hurt myself indeed, I haven't; that was only fun, you know. Don't look at mel I will cry, if you do. Don't I know 1'vetnado my self look like I don't know what with trying to saw that wood? Is it Millport manners to look at a girl when she isn't fit to bo seen?" "Anyhow, to look nt vou is what I'vt como from Millport to do," said he. "l atienco, I ni coins: to take your hnnd so; and I am going to look into your eyes. Just think what I feci about you and yours. Yonr i'athor is my best friend. Jiu s made a man of me; what ever I'm ever to bo for good I owe to him. 1 m his, heart and band. And I'm yours you know how. And yet you won't even tell mo when ho's in trouble, so that 1 may bolp him all 1 know how. Pationce Blackthorn had been in many minds since she bad first heard her old playfellow s voice at the gate. At lirst sho hiul meant to be saucy, just to punish him for nothing; then slio had meant (with her Blackthorn pride) to brazen out tho poverty at Leys Croft before the young man who had only seen it rich and nourishing; then some thing in his masterful way forbade her to bo anything but angry with herself for crying. If he had never come sho would not havo shed a tear, even had she sawn through her wrist instend of the lor; but, lie being there with Ins strength, sho might bo a girl again, and sit down and cry not so unhappily as it might socm. "Poor father!" said she. "I don't understand things they didn't como into niudc nor the globe's but they're eouc all wrong ever since 1 think- ever since you went away. We've had to sell all the stock for a song; and last harvest was just terrible; and we can't pay the men their wagos from week to week, and so they havo to go; Giles, that might havo stuck to us, and all It don't so much matter to me, because I'm young and strong, and it's dread ful to think of all the time I've lost; but there's father, ho's not strong and bo's not young. You'll be sorry to see how he's got to look. I'm trying to koep things going with my own bands; I'm trying hard; but there, you see I can't even get a slick of wood in two. 'Tis but a poor welcome we can rive you this time, Stephen " "Good God! You mean mint But yonr brother Dick where's he?" " Don't ask me that, Stephen!" she cried. " Don t let father hear bis nanio! Wo-rfon'f know." "Patience! Why, you loved him better than yonr father, and your father almost butter than you!" "Ho's not done anything wrongs Stephen you musn't think that; l)kt couldn't do anything wrong if ho tried but father fanoies so; and that's been the worst of all. He could have fought through, if Dick had stayed; but ho's not even lot him be named since he went away. Oh, Stephen, I'd ju-,tdio ot gladness if you could find out what's become of Dick, and bring him home. And for fa her to think Ills own son Dick has been to blame that's nigh too bad to bear." Stephen Baid nothing all at once; for bo had reasons of his own, oasea on old acquaintance, for feeling no assurance that Dick Blackthorn's disappearance was likely to be so altoirether blameless as Patience believed. Dick's farming had always been pretty much confined to the sowing "( the wild oat, and no doubt ho was ret ''nt' the harvest But he could not say a word to lessen Dick's sisters faith in bor dear scapegrace; so be held bis tongue. His left hand was still holding hor and how could his right arm fail to find out her waist, while she who was denror to him than tho whole world was pour inir into his ear a tain of trouble that made bis heart blrod? And then the taara in hor eves: thev made his own eyes swim. Nor did it seem In tho loa t wonderful, or even sirango, mm proua Pationoe Blackthorn should let the arm stay where it bad stolen. He was just cunscioiis of her weakness she of his strength; both felt thai pUy-time hod gone by. fcPoor darling!" whipporcd he; so low, that she heard it with her heart rather than with her ears; and the arm tightened its hold. "It is time I came, indeed!" . i "Tom won't believe anything wrong of Dick?" asked she. "Hove everything that belongs to you," said he, "Dick nnd all. Do you know why I'm hero to-day?" "Because vou couldn't find anything better to do?" "To ask your father who's been more than father to me, God bless him! if he'll let me bo twice his son; and he'll want one, now Dick's gone. I'm but a blacksmith's boy, andVyou'ro Miss Blackthorn, of Leys Croft; I know all that; but I'm Stephen Harlow, too, that means to be a big man some day, and is on the high road so to be. I was going to dare to ask him when I thought him as rich as Dives, Patience theret so see if I don't dare ask him nowl I didn't mean to see you first; but I don't mind Will you be my who, raiionce, just to give your father a son, and be cause I love you so dear?" Thcv stood already as close as tf they were plighted lovers; and Patience hud no exouso for not reading the lov (hat streamed from his eves Into hers. Her breath quickened and bcr check flushed, and it must have been minutes that they thus stood in that broken shed, full of rubbish, reading one another's eyes, and without a spoken word. But " wm your ce assea ai last No answer. "Do you lovo mo?" If he had wanted a spoken "Yes" ha would have been a fool. Was not her hand still in his; bor waist still held by his arm; bor eyes beginning to shine, like April, through hor tears. This first kiss had been the ambition of his life and it had come. Patience! Patience! Whatever como of the lass?" suddenly broke a well- known voice through tho lovers dream. "Putience! I want you como hero!" "It s father! ' sho whisuerod, put tered, nnd half afraid. All the botter.darling!" said Stephen. "I'll ask him now, ten times as bold. Give me your band, and we'll go to him together so." lio led her so out of tho shed into the sunshine. And thus not only Far mer Blackthorn, but Farmer Marrish also, saw Stephen and Patience coming toward them hnnd in hand, l'atienco s linnd struirded a little, bird-like, toiret free, seeing that her father had com pany. But Stephen held it linn. Mill port had rubljed off his shyness long ago; and, indeed, he would have been glud if all tho world could hear what he had to say. For ho felt like a con queror, laurel-crowned. It was only a heart ho had conquered; but did Alex ander ever conquer so much, among all bis worlds. "I've como back again like tho bad penny, von see. farmer," he said, for getting even to notice how much his old patron hnd changed. "I'd have roruo straight to tho house; but as Mr. Mar rish wanted to see you lirst, I've told Puticnoe what 1 came to tell you and nnd Pntionco will be my wife, farmer if you'll havo mo for a son." J he two limners exchanged iooks one bewildered; tho other, a glance that can only be likened to tho sudden flaming of a glowing eoaL uiu neither said a word. to be continued. m m SAVINGS. Some Interesting Incidents Which Kmpha else a Moral. There Is In Philadelphia a massive stone building into which, on a certain day of tho week, a lino of servant girls may bo seen entering on one sido and passing out at tho other. It is a sav ings bank, fouudod nearly a century ago by the good Quakers for the hcjp especially of this class and laboring men. On other days, mechanics, negroes, Italian organ-grinders, Chinese washer men, professional beggars, with here and there a richly-clad woman who is laying away a "nest-egg for hor baby," throng the waiting-room. On the huge books of the bank there are somo entries which hint at singular stories. In 1848 there is the receipt for the deposit of one bundrod dollars by a wealthy old gentcman, in the name of a boy just born and named for him. The donor died, having forgotten all about bis deposit I ho boy grew to manhood, a hard-working mechanic who supported his old father and moth er, lie wished to marry, out couiu not do so for luck of means, when presto! this modest sum, which had been ac cumulating at compound iuterest, comes to light, aud he Is a comparatively rich man. On anothor volume, that for 18G7, there Is an entry of the deposit of two hundred dollars, signed "Georgo G. Os borne, ablo seaman." Opposite is writ ten, in clerkly hnnd: "llils was tint Rieht Honorable George Gordon, tnrl of Aberdeen. Tho money on ids death was paid to his executors, ills estate when he deposited it was valued at three million dollars." This "able sea man" wa a vlgorou, stalwart young nobleman who tired of the lite at court. and broke loose, resolving to become one of the people and to earn his own bread. Hu resisted nil entreaties to re turn home, worked hard for years as a navvy and on ship-board, put away his earnings, as we have seen, and rose to be mate of his vessel before be died. A somewhat similar lustanco was that of tho elder line of tho bouse of i air- fax, which is to be found in a Virginia family. Lord Fairfax refused to accept tho title, estates and cares of his rank, and lived and died a plain farmer. You Ar Companion. The flexibility of itocloumlte a re markable sandstone existing in Georgia and North and Louth Carolina seems to be surpassed by that of a magneslan limestone found at tho entrance of the Tyne, In England. This limestone is reported to be so flexible that thin lay ers three feet or more in length may be bent into a circle while damp, retaining that form on being allowed to dry. In America we call men who dab ble In dynamite "dynamiters." Cans . i . ..j i .i dlan papers can mem --uynamiMiuro, and tho English press refer to them as aynumuwus. YOUTHS' DEPARTMENT. . FROWNS OR SMILES? t Where do they go, I wondor, ' The clouds on a cloudy day, When the shining- sun oomes peeping out Ana SCBTIors uiuiu mi awny I know I Thev Ihwd them and out them down For oross little girls who want a frown. Frowns ana wrinkles and pouts oh, my I How many 'twould make one cloudy sky I think I should like It bettor A sunshlar dav to take ' " And nut It down for dltnolos and smiles (What beautiful ones 'twould makel ftnougn xor an uie uimr miiu Kin With nrutt v briirht eyes and waving curls. To drive the scowls and frowns away, Juat liko the sun on a oloudy day. Sluney ixiyrc, in ou eticnouu. THE SCHOOL QUESTION. The Iicsson Taught by a Dream to a Boy Who Had a Uood Mind Mot to Try to Learn. "It certainly seems cruel for parents to insist on their boys going to school when the day is fine for a game of ball, kite-flying, sailing, coasting, or build ing snow forU. At such times, every boy ought to be allowed to enjoy him self, and then on stormy days, unless, of course, the weather was suoh that it would be disagreeable for him to go out of doors, he would be willing to go to school." Billy Dodd had some suoh idea as that, as he afterwards told me, on a certain day when the chestnuts were ust ready to drop Into the cap of any follow who could get) under the trees, and when his mother obliged him to go to school instead of allowing him to go into the woods. Billy thought that no was a particularly ill-used boy, and ho could not understand why it was neces sary to go to sehool at all. Ot course he wanted to know how to read nnd write, and that was all he thought it was necessary for him to know. "Whol good's grammar, an history, an' all them kind of tliiugs?" he asked himself, as ho walked slowly and un willingly toward the school-house. "What da I want with nouns in any case, or what difference docs it make to mo which one governs in a sentence? Conjunctions can govern the whole grammar for all I care, an' whon I get to bo a man I won't need to know such things. What's history got to do with a feller, I d like to know r l guess it wouldn t hurt me very much if 1 didn t know who discovered America, or if I couldn't tell jost to a minute when the Emrlish surrendered at Yorktown. I'm jest a good mind never to try to learn another thing." . Billy was close besldo tho brook as he thought this, and the babbling of tho water seemed to say so plainly that his view of the cose was the correct one that he sat down on the grass regard less of the fact that bo ought to be in school Then, feeling particularly indolent, and lulled by the murmur of the waters, ho fell asleep, and probably, one of the water-sprites camo and sat on his eye lid, for straightway ho began to dream. It seemed to him that ho bad suddenly become a man without having been troubled any further about school, tin was about to - purchase aomo land on wbieh to build a house, and tho owner told him that the lot contained throe acres and soven-tenths, which he could have at the rato of ono hundred and ninety-eight dollars per acre. Now Billy had a certain sum of money, nnd was wholly at a loss to know whether it was sutllcicnt to pay for the land. Ho knew that it was a very simple matter for the boys in school to multiply, ai vide and subtract; but he had grown uo without any knowledge of such things, and even at that early moment in his career he began to be sorry that he had not learned a trifle more. Then he was obliged to ask the owner of the land how much the sum total would be, and some little girls who were standing near by began to laugh, while he dis tinctly heard one of them say: "Did you ever hear of such a thing? A big 111 a 11 uuil b ftuun nvn iu tuuibipij uuo hundred and ninety-eight by three and seven-tenths!" He walked away quietly, feeling very much ashamed, and coucludod that he had rather not have any bouse than be laughed at by children because ho had been so foolish when a boy as not to study at school. But be was obliged to d snlav his ignorance very shortly after wards, for it became necessary for him to know bow far hs was from the near est hotel. Meeting two boys, either one of them smaller than he was when he ceased to go to school, he asked the . ,.. , .... question, aud was toicr mat ne wouia ne obliged to walk throe furlongs. Now Billy bad a general iuoa as to the length of a milo, but owing to the fact tbat he bad never loarnca ine tame of surveyors' measure, be was wholly at a loss regarding ine lengm oi a furlong. It was absolutely necessary that he should know the exact distance to the hotel, and as he asked the boys to explain themselves, since he know nothing about a furlong, be saw them laughing at jlra because of bis ig norance. As he walked on towards tlse hotel, ho begun to understand that ho had made a great mistake whon be was a boy in not having studied harder; but it was too lato then, and be continued his iournoy, wishing very heartily that It was the fashion for men 'to go to school. When bejarrived at the hotel, snd be fore he had tlmo to transact any busi ness, ho heard some gentlemen talking on political matters, during which they often referred to tho capital of the State. It was impossible for Billy to restrain his curiosity, and, as be asked tho gontlemcn which oity was the capital, he was covered with confusion at see ing the entire party laugh at blra; while a boy said, very impudently: "I guess you nover weut to school very much did yon, mister?" Billy went into the hotel without waiting for a reply. Before he had been there many minutes he discovered iust how necessnrv a knewlediro of those same studies he had despised is to a man, , and be began to wisn so strongly that he had remained longer at school that he awoke. It was some minutes before he could realize that ha was vet a boy; but the sound of the boll brought him to his senses, at the tame time it told him that he might yet get to school Without being marked tardy, so bs set oa at full speed. Now. if Billy bad had a longer dream ho would probably have understood in how many ways each particular branch of his studios could be useful to him as a man. But there was no real necessity for it, so far as his reformation was concornod, for from that time forth he was one of the most studious of bis . class. ' ' If every boy who thinks his time is wasted in school will but carry Billy's dream out in detail, imagining every possiblo situation, asking himself how he could get along in any branch of business without an education, it is safe to say that ho will study quite ar hard as Billy did after the water-sprit sat on his eye. James Otis, in Congmgation- A SMART DOG. . How He Barked an Alarm of Fir snd Bared the Woodshed. Ono day Mary, the cook, went to see h mother, who was siok. The chil dren were all at sohodl; so Mrs. White locked up the bouso and wont up-stairs. Sho sat down by the front window. whero she could see any one coming in the gate. About an hour after, she heard the dog barking. She said: What can Dan be barking at? I am sure no one has come in the gate. Somo one must have olimbed over the -back fence.". So she laid her work down and went to tho back window and looked out; but could Bee no one. As soon as Dan saw her looking out ho stopped bark in?. "Ho must have been barking at tho cat," she said, and wont back to her wok. Hardly had she begun to sew, when she heard him bark again. ow, Uan was a good watcn-nog. and always barked when any one came in the gate. If one of the family, or one of their friends came in, Dan would give a little bark, as much as to say: "low-do you-dor" ana woum jump around them, and, in his way, show he knew them. But if a tramp camo. he would bark loudly and keep it up until he had gone out Some times ho would Dark at puss, when he thought she was taking more than her share of the dinner; but be nover kept it up very long. How, this day, he Kept on narking loudlv. iust as he did when a tramp camo into the garden. So Mrs. White .... . i- j .i. f .1 again laid aown ner worn anu mis umo went down-stairs. Just as soon as Dan saw her down stairs ho stopped again. Thinking that some ono might have gotten into the cellar, Mrs. White went down to look; but she could see no one, and the doors and windows were safely locked. Then sho went np-stairs and Degan to work the third time- But again Dan began to bark, and louder than be fore. Mrs. White kept on sowing at first; but the dog mado such a noise that she soon saw s.ie would havo to qu'.te him. "I wonder what he wants she said. "I nover knew him to net so before, Something must bo tho matter." So she went down-S' airs and opened tho door and called to him: "Dan! Dan! what's the matter?" He soemed to understand what she meant, for be began to bark and run to the corner of the yard, then back to her again, as much as to say: " Como with me and I will show you, for I can't talk." Mrs. White went with him, and she soon saw what Dan had been trying to tell her. The cook had thrown some ashes in the corner of the yard, next the wood shed. Some hot coals that had been left in them had set fire to some dry bushes, which were blazing away, and the woodshed had just be-jun to burn. Mrs. White ran quickly to the pump and got a pail of water to throw on the tire. Dan followed her, barking all the time. After she had put the tire out be stopped barking. Mrs. White was so much pleased with Dan, for being so smart, that she gave him some nice meat Now that the tiro was out Dan was happy, and did not bark again all day. When Mr. White and the children heard how Dan had saved tho wood shed, they called him a smart dog, and were more fond of him than ever. And I think he was a smart dog, don't you? Sclwol and Home. AN OLD TRICK REVIVED. The Way Dome People Make BU Bank Votes Ont of rive. There Is an old swindling dovlca which consists in cutting bank notes into strips and then, in putting them togcther.save enough from each to make an additional note. This ingenious pro cess, technically known as "sweating,"' has been applied to the United States silver certificates. i The discovery was made yesterday at' the Sub-Treasury by Mr. Marlor, who has charge of that department, A batch oi ten-dollar certificates was received from a Wall street bank Friday and' was redeemed. Yesterday it was found; that several of the notes which, on a cursory handling, appeared to have been accidentally torn and afterward pasted together, bad in reality been subjected to the "sweating" process above al luded to. The law permits the Treasury Depart ment to redeem a mutilated bill at its face value if three-fifths of it remain. The sharpers have taken advantage of this law. The certificates were first cut to five pieces, and then, by taking one piece from five different certificates, a sixth certificate was made. Thus the five genuine certificates would each lack one-fifth, but tho sixth or bogus certificate would apparently have enough pieces pasted together to make it com plete. Ail the certificates were there fore, until the trick was discovered, re deemable at their face value. Unfortu nately for the swindler the ten dollar certificates have the numbers of each engraved in various places on the note In venr small figures. Of course the doctored notes were made of fragments containing numbers which did not cor-, respond. It was this discovery which exposed the fraud. JV. Y. Bcrald. Florida is proud of a sweet potato wotghlng fifty-one pounds, Junt dug at Wildwood, in that State. The local papers are responsible for the statement, Chicago Titnu. .