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The tila I ts lottl vlvag.
It. parable of fifu ti ad brought
Th., tala. L with a burning heart,
With t.,liule a ewifr anl hot as bas,
ba with a wim anid tr.nelur heart
The world into, it- htlht'lt a m.
Bult no oni. askidl and no one knew
Thrii,,tih what fierce onhlkt, day by day,
HI. won til," victory which eleared
For weaker hearth the higher way.
For each sol haas ao inner room
Whire she It seeks the grace
To et,ggle with its harpest woe,
I t hardet destly to faem
To lift the duty that it fears,
To love to tret, through s aee
nld sot tie nearest, dearest bheae
GO with it t that lawer rooae
'Tis there that sealek ar how to slug,
Ther, with the sharp edge of her award,
Great uorrow gives the areelade.
The weary ad the sa d to lift;
mat who res berses that sad roees.
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ALTObU IW seaWIr.
A Swedish colony had been founded
in an almost unbroken wilderness of
Northern Maine, and in memory of the
dear ftathrland, named New Sweden.
Among the ernt to east his fortunes
with this little colony was Carl Olason,
accompanied by lus wife and four
Thelog hoaeas of the Swedish ealon
ists hail been built near together, both
for security and for compeanlonhip; and
one bright midsummer morning Olason
stood waiting before the door of his
home for tile anon-day lunch he was to
earry with him to his day's work of
felling trees, two miles away. Within
the ingle room bhis humble home af
forded, was Christine, a girl of twelve
years, removing the remains of the
"Christin," called her father, "If the
mother is willing, you may some with
me to the 'chopping' to-day. The
aours wont seem so long where there's
a little le flitting about."
Christine looked up eagerly at her
"Oh an't I go? Father wants -m
ad I shall be so happy in the woods
"Yea, you may go," said the mothr.
dding as he poke, a ry eake to the
lueboan "but doet gat lost in the
Christine laughed at her mother's
seedless fears, ad hastened to over
take her father, who had already start
ed on his way.
A fair type of the Swedlish immigrant
was them ather, with his broad shoulders,
ruddy complxaon, blue eyes, and light
hair; and a quaint figure was the child
that kept pase with im along the rough
In stature, smll for her years; but
the fashioniagof her dre, span and
woven by her mother with tree house.
wifely skill, gave her the appearanee of
a little eld woman, as it hung in heavy,
straight folds below the top of the strong,
Over her head was tied a dingy cot
toe handkerchief, which afforded no
protection from sun and wind; and the
face beneath, never pretty. was now
senberned sad freckled. But the
Isatures were regular, the teeth
white and even, the Lle eyes
lear and truthful, the fliaxn hair long
and ins; for the two smooth braids hung
far below the corners of the fluttering
As her father struck of Into a narrow
path down over the bill, CLristine was
obliged to drop behind; and she follow
ed after the broad footprints in th- r-ft
leaf mold, catehing, as shepassed, the
great moewood leaves on either hand,
that broke so easily at her touneh.
A few moments more, and they reach
ed t::o "chopping," a small opening in
the woods where a few trees had alreadv
been felled; and plaing his dinner pail
and coat at the foot of a tree and direct
ing Christine to a place of safety, so as
to be out of range of the tree as
it fell, Carl Oleson commenced his
Far sand nea sounded the ringing
strokes of his axe, and Christine watch
edl the, great chi as they flew in every
dirtetiaxt. When the last severng
blow was given anl tihe tree fell with a
crash that awoke the eclhoes of the f,.r
est, Christine slint her eyes until her
fathers hearty laugh re-asir,,e her.
"Ho! ho! that's the way they conel
down, Christine. What a fine farm
well have one of thoee lays!"
Weary at last of watching her father
at work, Christine oltained Iprmassion
to search for flowers and berries.
"Don't go out of sight," said her fa
ther, antl Ironmiding that she would not,
she strlld alongtheedgeof the wood*.
lost in deliglht to everything around
In happy uno.,.nscionne. of impend
ing dillang r, sl '- i.. t th. hours of the
long, numme.r f,,r,,t.,n. until her father
all.l,. "(:hristine! Christine!" and,
gathe.ring upi her wno.llltad treanur=e,
th. approached within easy spoaking
"Wihat do you want, l.apa." she an*
"It is nearly noon, and when I finish
this tree, we'll have dJoner. Take the
rail and go down that path until you
come to a spring. Fill the pall with
water andl h'lrry back."
Following the direction indicated by
her father. Cliristine took the pail and
was soon lost to night in the narrow
Carl Olsmio resumed his labor, and
when the tree at length lay acroes its
fallen follows, stood watching to obtain
a glimpse of Christine's coming.
"What can keep Christine so laong?"
he said aload. "It is not like theedhid
The spring was some quarter ofa mile
distant, but the path was direct, sad
there was no occasion for any straying
from it, or this unusual delay; and after
waiting several minutes o r, with a
half impatent frown her atarted
Not meeting her at the tnrs of the
ph i fully espeeted, be qde n
his ep;and when e neared tbspring
and still w no sign. of her coming, an
anlioum fear aroused ham and he about
ed "Christinef Christmel" But no an
swering voice responded.
With rapid stridma he reached the
spring and found she was not there.
He uaw ier footprints in the moist
earth around the water but could traen
no marks of a return.
Thoroughly alarmed, he began to
search the woods in every direction,
calling in frantic tones hi daughter's
"Oh, God. care for and protect my
child." he etedl. in his helpless agony,
a, with msuch a feeling of desolation and
norrow as comes to those who turn from
the grave of a loved one, he left the
forest, knowing that his child, i shbe
had not been already devoured by some
wild beast, wa sufering and helpless
in its dark depths.
How weary seemed the homeward
way, he thought of the sorrowful news
he was carrying to the watching moth
"Ai, here comes Carl," she said, as
she saw her huband appearng in the
distance. "How tired he is, for his
step is n slow! but I do not see Chris
tine. The poor child has grown weary
and falle behind."
As Carl Olson drew near, something
in his troubled face and despondent air
caused the shadow of a great fear to fall
upon the mothers heart. "What has
h sd., where is Chrstine?" she
Ia broken, h b-choked words, hetold
the story. She hadgoe at noon to the
spring for water ; she did not come back,
anad he went to look for her; she had
gone-lost in the woods-ad be knew
not where to ad her.
"Oh, Christine, my childl Oh, why
didIld her go?" was the agonid cry
that came from the mother's pallid lips.
"Ood rae," was the almost stern
and reverent reply of Carl Oleen. But
our neighbors must be told, and we
will search for her in the morning."
Hurriedly drinking a cup of strong
coffee-the luneh had gone untasted
Carl Olson set forth to arouse the col
i sen were sent in every diree
tio, and the w spread rapidly from
cabin toeabida. "Christine Olson is lost
in the woods! Search must be made for
her in the morning. Meet at Oleson's
house at sur-rise."
But whet had caused this sudden and
mysterious disappearance of Christine ?
Following the narrow path crushing
with a light step the leaves that strewed
the way, without any thought of im
pending danger, she reached the spring
that gushed out, sparkling and bright
from a little hillside, and, as she stooped
by the side of its col1, green margin to
till her pail with water, she betstowed a
coquettish glan-e upon the flushed
cheeks and bright eyes reflected alupon
As she turned to retrace her steps, a
low deep growl sounded near her; and
she beheld in great affright an eror
mors bear with a cub le.ide her direct
ly in the path and not but a few feet
Again the bear uttered her low angry
growl and her small eyes snapped vi
cously as she looked at Christine, who,
with a frightened scream, turned ad
fled into the woods behind the spring.
On she went in her mad flight, aeros
falle trees and through dense under
brush, the sharp thorar and cruel
branches tearing her face and hands in
a pitiful way.
ttill on she went, until at last, almost
fainting and exhausted, she ventured to
The bear was not following her; and
somewhat reasured, but trembling in
every limb, she started to walk around
to the clearing where she had left her
father. Whe didn't he answer when
she celled him, for surely she had walk
elc far enough to reach him?
"Papa, ipapla! where are you, papa?"
was her continnal cry as lhe hurried
along. smetimes running, bruised and
torn. 1 rat ,v. r.ryl ig.
Thi ll-m tihea ft rnoon the poor lost
ehihl !-,' I on in her vain search t(;r
fatr w ln Ihastiing with frantie joy
P- sh.l t, 'It - ,s heard his voice call
S ;,ki T,,wn exhausted nrl
, airinre hr.. uls.e could neither
.slake him l ar ur fx,l him.
One by one the stars came twinkling
out. At her still coetinued erv for her
father, some startled deer wound pam
with foot uplifted sad -er alert, to
catch the meaning of this strange, new
voic ,of the night, Isefore bounding
away in the darkness: and the fright
ful rnreech of the owl, always hideous
and strange to strongr nerves, was a
response that wonuld cause the child to
crocnh andenwer in affright.
To Christine's distorted vision came
every fancy. Ench dark shadow was a
hidden beast to spring upon her, anad
ghaming eyes lurked in every bush.
Did she reall, have a father and moth
er who loved her, or was *sbe a
child of the woods, always to
go in this terrible way? With
each wild fancy, Christine con
tinued her hopeless wanderig
the long hours of that dredf migt,
occasionally breaking the deep salitude
of the forest by the heart-broken ery,
"Papa O papa! where amyaou?
Long and weary had been thealght to
the weeping mother, for sorrows are al
wea sharper and brdae heavir dur
igthe lesples hears; but hp. re
vived when, withk the rat p dwa of
dos read for a search aus the lostI
shild. Tle were muddile d mn.,
heavy and stoid in fat ,ws tars
ed knots of silver m theirears and wear
ag immeuse wooden shese, leag w -*
osts sad leather breeehes. There wre
young man and boys full no eneeme nt
and seae being first to dissver the lost
girl. It wea deeided to follow Olesoa
to the clearing, form ia lime, and at a
given signal advance lute the woods,
each man keeping in sight his neigh
bor. so as to cover all space, an when
the child was found, Are a gan twice in
The only one ot the boys who earried
a gun was Peter Swenson, who walked
very erect and exclaimed boestngly :
If I see a hear I shall shoot him share
between the two eve." And all the
boys looked on asmringly but Nils
Peterson, who whistled to his large
yellow and white spoted dog, and
said, quite as boastfull: "I wouldn't
give my dog for he best gun in the
crowd. He isn't afraid of the biggest
bear you over saw," which wasnt so
much of a boast after lnl, as none of the
boys had ever seen a tame beear, mueh
less a wild one.
On reaoing the clearing, a line was
formed slong the edge of the wood.;
and at the given signal all advanced to
and hallooing, and the earch waspt
tp in this manner until the noonday
wien a pause was made. All df Car
Olsson's bright hopes of the morning
were deserting him.
"Christino couldn't have waderd so
far," he said. "My poor child hasbeen
devoured by some wild lbest." And he
sank upon the grounnd buried his
tface n his hands.
But harki Did his eais deeetw him
That surely was we reports bde
each other. Wildly he sprang to
feet and rushed in the direetion of the
alarm and theshot. "Christineisfondl
Christine is found ran all lalong thei
line. Nils Person greeted them, ex
claiming excitedly, " . aw m o that
found her l" 'And I heard hibrk;
and when I saw was Christine I fired
the gun!" cried Peter Sweson, lose
Joyfully ther gathered around Chris
tine who was standing daaed and be
wildered, in aa almost impenetrable
swTmgtly clasped in her hband was the
pall she Lad carried all the while.
Many anxious days sad nighbs of
watching by Christine's bedside fol
lowed, for a long fever came upon the
overwrought system. In delerlum she
once more bent over the babbling brook,
drinking, but with thirst never satisdid.
AgSin, the black form of tlhe growling
bear stood before her in the path, from
which she was ever fleeing, calling in
heartrending tones for her father, who
sadly strove to ooth to oothe the trold
mind of the sick child.
At last one morning when she awoke
the wild, frightened gleam in her blm
eyes was gone, and in its place was the
old love light
As her mother beat over her she
whispered: "Oh, such a dream as I
have had; I am glad the morna s has
"Carl, our Christine has eoem bask
to us. Let as thank God," aid the
mother, softly; and there, by that hum
ble bedakl,, the grateful, par
ents gave t ks for the Father's lovi
car bestowed a them.
fkele jeeas llavful Wa.
From The aashaetwr Thest
One evening, in the atuma of '8.
word reached the Major that a party of
propectors had jumped the "p and
Tuck." clamed by him. The anet
morning the Major buckled a his I.
vorite bone-handled revolver and start.
ed out to expostulate with the boys in
hisi pecunliar way. Expecting to find
them at work in the tunnel, he walked
carelessly towards its mouth. The
~oys were "laying for him." As he
r, ached the dump pile commanding a
view of the tunnel, he saw the mussles
of three gunn frowing through a clump
of bnshles at its mouth, and threw him
elIf backw:ard just as the boys blad
away. The amlmshing party rushed
out elated to look at the fallen Terror
of the kines, Jim Turner, a wild Texan,
who feared not even the Major's aim,
Ileing in the leal.
The Major, who sat upright at the
foot of the dump-pile unh rt, with hii
revolver realy, "pinked" him prrm! -
Ir. The dli~nusion which follow,.l
wuas onciw and somewhat thechnical.
"Gentlemen," said the Major, turning
to the other two asalenta who stood
with unloaded guns, "I see your blind
and straddle it; I hold a 'full hand'
Snoddling toward his favorite bone. han
dled), and here (producing another) is
my straight dluh." "Major, bedsd, I
Ipaut" said Tom Burke, a man from
Gtalwav, dashing through the ehapur.
ral (thicket). "I chip," said the Major,
'still speaking in gaming-table slang;
and as he spoke the man from Galway
velled at the sting of a bullet where at
ploughed deep but broke no bones.
"Honey, wherell von have it?" said the
Major, turning to the remaining assail
ant. Boney had prudently disappeared
in the dept of the tunnel.
?we uaber's Oeim-bh
A ma hadbee in the habitof steel
ig earm freem his neighbor, who was a
Quaker. Every night he would go soft
ly to therib ad ll his bg w the
sr whiek the good old Quaker's toil
had placed there Every morning th
old gentlemsa observed a dimaautie ad
iern pile. This wa very anMoyig
and mt he stopped-but heow Many
a one would ae said: "Take a ga,
conceal yourself, wait till he omes, sa
-re." Others would have said: "Catch
the villain, aad have him set to jail."
But the Quaker was not prepred to
enter into say msue severe mas-res
He wasted to punish the ofender, and
at the same time bring about his efor
mation, if possible So he Azad a sort
of trap close to one hole through which
the man would thrust his arm in getting
The wicked neighbor proceeded on
his auholy errand at the hour of mid
night with bag in hand. Unsuspecting
ly. he thrust his hand into the crib to
seize an ear, when lo! hoe found himself
unable to withdraw it! In vain he tug
god and pulled, and sweated, and alter
nately cried and cursed. His hand was
fast, and every effort to release it only
made it the more secure. After a time
the tumult in his breast measurably
sublsded. He gave over his strugghs,
and began to look around him. All
was ilence and repose. Go(a men
were sleeping Moundly in their comfort
able beds, while he was compelled to
keep a dreary, digraceful watch
through the remainder of that long and
tedious night, iis hand in coustant pain
from the presure of the clamp which
held it, His tired limbs, compelled to
sustain his weary body, would fain have
sunk beneath him, and his heavy eyve
would have losed in slumber, but no I
there was no rest, no sleep for him.
Ther he must stand and watch the
progress of the night, and at once desire
and dread the return of morning.
Morning esme at last, and the Quaker
looked out of his window and found he
had "caught his man."
What was to be doee? ome would
-ay, "Go out and give him a good eow
ding just he stands, and the re
lasahim; that'll cre him." But not
r esaid the Quaker. Such a course
would have sent the man away embit
tered and muttering eurss of revenge
The good old man hurried on his clothes
ead started at ones to the relief and
punishment of the prisoner.
"Good morning, friend, said he, ashe
came in akindistance. "How does
The poor eupri made no answer,
bt burst intote tars.
"Oh, fie" said the Quaker, as he
proceeded to release him. "I'm sorry
thee has got thy hand last. Thee pet
it in the wroug place or it would not
have been so.
The man looked crestfallen, and b
ring forgiveness. hastily turned to mate
Sretreat. "tay," sak his persecet
or, for he was now becoming such to
the offender, who could have received a
blow with much better grace than the
kind words whibch were failing from the
Qasker's ip. "tay, friend, thybasis
t illed. The needseorn or thee would
not hrve takes so much pains to get it.
tome, let as fill it," and the poor fellow,
was obliged to standnd and bold the bag
while the old man alled it, interspers.
ing the exercises with the pleasantest
conversation imaginable-fll of which
were like daggers in the heart of his I
chagrined anad mortified victim. The.
beg was filled, the string tied, and the
uaferr hoped soon to Im out of the'
areene of his tormentor; but again
wrpo e w thwarted.
j," mid the Quaker, as the man
was bout to hurry off. having matter
ed caes more his apologies and thanks
"Stay, Ruth has breakfast er this;
thee must not think of gting without
breakfast; come, Ruth is callng."
This was almost unendurable This
was heaping on eeas with a vegae
In vain the mortified aeighborbe gd
to be e sed. In vain he pleadtob
released from what would be to him
a punishmet ten times more severe
than stripes nad imprisonment. The
rker was inexorable and he was
•I:ige to yield.
Breakfast over, "Now," said the
old farmer, as he helped the vi'ctim
to shoulder the bag, "if thee need any
more corn, come in the day-tame and
thee shall have is."
With what shame and remorse did
that guilty man turn from the dwelling
of the plous Quaker. Everybody is
ready tosay that he never again troualll
the Quaker's corn-crib. I have sone
thing still better than that to tell you.
He at once relented and reformed, and
my informant tells me that he after
ward heard him relate, in an experi.
ence meeting, the lnbetance of the story
I have related. and he attribut,.d his
eonveraion, undier (Godl' bleshing, to the
,onrse the Quaker had pursued to ar
rest him in his downward course.
A vey deep well is belng snk at
White Plains. Nev., on what they ctnl
the forty-mile desert, by the Central
Pacifle Hallway company as a test
well. not alone for the satisfaction of
obtaining water for their own use, but
to determine the feasibility of getting
it elsewhere on the line of their rad,
as in other parts of the state. The
only good supply of water for the des
ert is brought from the Truckee river,
thirty-five miles west of the new well,
and is hauled in tank-cars for the sup
ply of engines and domestic purposes.
The well Is now down over 2.100 feet,
tbt no water has yet been found. aside
from that which is hot or salt. The
work of sinking is, however, being
continued, with the hope of eventually
striking a flow of water.
The man who keeps an ox or cow
until it pines with old age is a double
loser by so doing. It invarlably eosts
more i food and care to maintain ma
old animal than a youn one. As the
vigor of life fails, digestlan is less per
feet sad assimilation slower sad more
dileult, aad the waste is greater. As
the decline goe on, more and more
food is required to produce milk or
meat. Old saimals can be seldom fat
tened at a profit where It requires so
much more time and food to do It.
But their lesh is not equal to animals
in their prime, so there is a loss, both
In quallty and cost of produclag.
The national Interest awakened In
England by the recent ensilage exhibi
tion at the Smithfield elub oattle show,
when samples from all parts of the
kingdom were received, at the invita
tion of Mr. H. KainsJackson, has
prompted that gentleman to take
measures for the formation of an en
silege commission. It will meet early
in the spring to receive the voluntary
evidence of exhibitors and others, and,
by the courtesyy of the agricultural die
partment of the privy council, will
sit at 44 l'arliament street. in a room
placed at the dislorsal of Mr. Kains
Jackson by Prof. Brown.
A remarkable occurrence is reported
from Donington p.irk. England. It
appears that a herd of lifty cattle, be
longing to Lord i)ooington, had been
turned into a pasture, where they
were well fed upon hay and oilcake.
On two sides of the nasture are woods.
of which tihe undergrowth is chiefly
yew, and one night the animals, break.
atg through the fence. got among
these plants and ate them. Next
morning a large number of the herd
were found lying about under the trees
unable to move, while six were already
The exportation of oysters from
Amerioa to Europe is rapidly becom
ing a business of importance. The
ilgures have been steadily increasing
iuring the last six or seven years until
hey have attained dimensians worthy
f being chronicled as a feature at our
growinl trade with the old world.
leood ttale oysters have been arrlving
arlrag theseason at the rateof several
thousand barrels a week, ani up to
the present time as many, probably.
u thirty thousand barrels have been
The recipe for the government har
ess dressin is as follows: one gallon
seats-foot oil. two pounds bayberry tal
low, two pounds beeswax, two pounds
of tallow. Put the above in a pan over a
moderate lire. When thoroughly dis
solved add two quarts of caster-oil;
then,. while on the tIre, stir in one
ounce lamp-black. Mix well and
strain through a hne cloth to remove
sediment; let cool, and you have as
ne a dressing for harness or leather
at any kind as can be had.
By an order of the council at New
-ealand. dated Wellington. the hnad
of November last, the introduction of
all dogs into the colony from Europe.
Aia. Africa. America. and the islands
of the Atlantic, Pacitic, and Indian
oceans, except the Australasian colo
nies, is absolutely prohibited. The
order, however, will not apply to
misals shipped from the above named
ounatries before the 1st of June. 1886.
Statistics show that the wheat trade
of California. Oregon. and Washing
ton Territory with Europe give em
ployment annually to more than four
hundred sailing ve'lsi gong round
Cape Horn. The average passage for
each vessel is about 1tiOOt miles, in
an average time of a little over four
A farmer in northern Iowa finds
oats and peas cheaper than earn for
feeding pigs. He sows two bushel of
Canada peas and one of oats to the
acre, as early in the spring as the
ground will admit of seeding. He
begins to ueat and feed them as soon as
the peas are of the sise to use for
cooking. The pigs eat the vines as
well as the pods.
Every plant begins life like an ani
mal-a consumer, not a prodlueer.
Not until the young shoot rises above
the soil and unfolds itself to the light
of the sun, at the touch of whose rays
chlorophyl is crested. does real con
structive vegetation begin. Then the
plant's mode of life is reversed; ear
Mon is retained and oxygen is set free.
A gentleman in Perry county. I11
nods, states that he finds fig growing
very profitable. He has raised them
during the past ten years and has ex
perienced very little trouble in pro
tecting the trees. They produce three
crops a year.
The loss of many cattle from eating
corn fodder containing smut is report
ed in various Iowa papers. In nearly
every instance the cattle had been de.
iprived of water for several days at a
iluffalo Is t be throes of an suthnr"' car
a.val this wek.