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JANE O. 8W1B8HELM,
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THE ST.CLOUD VISITER
OFFICEON RIVERSTREET, OPPOSITETHE
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S A I N S
A TRAVELLER through a dusty road,
Strewed acorns on the lea,
And one took root and sprouted up,
And grew into a tree.
Love sought itsshade at evening time,
To breath its early vows
And age was pleased, in heats of noon,
To bask beneath its boughs.
The dormouse loved its dangling twig,
The birds sweet music bore
It stood a glory in its place,
A blessing evermore.
A little spring had lost its way
Amid the grass and fern,
A passing stranger scooped a well,
Where weary men might turn
He walled it in, and hung with eare
A ladle at the brink—
He thought not of the deed he did,
But judged that toil might drink.
He passed again—and lo! the well,
By summers never dried,
Had cooled ten thousand parchingtongues.
Aud saved a life besides!
A dreamer dropped a random thought,
'Twas old, and yet 'twas new—
A simple fancy of the brain,
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But strong, in being true
It shone upon a genial mind,
And, lo its light became
A lamp of life, a beacon ray,
A monitory flame.
Thi thought was small—its issues great,
A watch-fire on a hill
It sheds its radiance far adown,
And cheers the vaUey still.
A nameless man, amid a crowd
That thronged the daily mart,
Let fall a word of hope and love,
Unstudied from the heart
A whisper on the tumult thrown—•
A transitory breath—
It raised a brother from the dust,
It saved a soul from death.
O germ! O fount! O word of love
O thought at random cast!
Ye were but little at the first,
-But mighty at the last.
The Wife's Revenge or the Im
provident Husband.
"No strawberries! What in the world
is the reason you didn't order some ex
claimed Edward Lester, as he entered his
pleasant home in the suburbs of Boston.—
"You know, Maria, I .am very fond* of
them, and you are determined to punish
me in some way if you can."
"Punish you, Edward? What do you
talk so for?" returned 4he wife,*a sweet
little woman, full of beaut^ and'grace.
"You know Hike Mem very much,"
added the petulant husband.
"But they taste to strongly of the mon
cy.
"Come, come, Maria, no More of poor
Richard's saws. I am heartily siek of
them."
"You would not have me pay sixty cents
a box for strawberries, would you t*
"Why not?"
"It is too much."
"No, it isn
"You cant afford it."
"Yes, I -can. Isn't my salary fifteen
hundred dollars a year?"
"I do not think strawberries at sixty
cents a box, are very profitable," replied
the pretty wife, with a pleasant smile.
2 "Pooh?"
The brute! Edward Lester did not de
serve such a beautiful, sweet-tempered wife
as Maria. What business had he to fret
at and scold such a lovely piece of woman
kind as she was! It was wicked, and I
can hardly keep my temper while I record
his wicked conduct.
But Edward Lester, in spite of his pet
ulant manner, was really an excellent fid
low, and loved the pretty little woman with
all his soul, though it is true he had a very
singular way of showing it He deserved
a thrashing for his harsy words, yet as he
eventually learned better, it is not worth
while to dwell too long upon the dark side
of his character.
He was a' very smart salesman, and was
employed in establishment is the
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city, at a salary of fifteen hundred dollars.
For the first year after marriage he had
boarded, but desiring to have the comforts
of home in all their purity, the young
couple had decided to go to housekeeping.
Edward would have hired a large house
at a rent of four hundred dollars a year, if
his wife had not persisted that such dwell
ing would wearher life out. He then left
the matter entirely toher, and she found a
nice little cottage seven miles from the city,
at a rent of one hundred and fifty. The
husband liked it very well, and Maria fur
nished it in a very plain but neat style.
They were at home now, and for a time
the novelty of the thing kept Edwardin ex
cellent humor but he was a reckless fel
low, and had no idea whatever of the value
of money. He always spent all his salary,
and sometimes a little more.
Edward was out of humor because he
had no strawberries, and when he sat down
to the table, the tea was to weak, the bread
tasted of saleratus, and the butter was
strong. He snarled and growled, first at
Maria, and then at Bridget, till the wife
was almost discouraged. But she did not
yield to the impulse of the moment, and get
out of temper. She kept smiling, however
cutting and severe came the criticisms of
her husband.
After tea he was a little molified, for
there seemed to be nothing more to grum
ble at, and even condescended to smile.
"Edward, I wantfifiy dollarsto-morrow,"
said Maria.
This was rather a remarkable request for
the careful little woman to make, for she
was very prudent in regard to her private
expenses.
"Certainly, Maria," replied Edward, "I
hope you are agoing to buy you anew silk."
"I am."
He handed her the money, and hoped
she would dress herself a great deal better
than ever before, for she could afford it.
"I am going to spend as much money as
I can," she replied.
"That is right, Maria, do," added the
reckless husband.
And Edward soon had reason to repent
his advice, for Maria now seemed to spend
all her spare time in asking him for money.
He was too reckless too magnanimousto de
ny her, or to suggest that she was exceeding
the bounds of reason.
She was merciless in her drafts upon
him, and to supply her demands, for he
had not the courage to refuse her modest
requests, he was obliged to curtail his own
private expenses. On several occasions,
he had been obliged to borrow money to
meet her requisitions upon his purse and
being an honest man, he had to cut off many
luxuries in order to pay these loans.
What had got into Maria? She was ex
travagant, and yet she did not seem to be
dressed much better, or his house to be
supplied with any additional luxuries.—
But he was too proud to complain. He did
hint, but she would not take a hint
A year passed by, and there was no im
provement in the reckless woman. Fortu
nately for him, his salary was raised to two
thousand, but it was scarcely done, before
Maria demanded a fifty dollar bill.
"You spend more money than you used
to spend, Maria," he suggested.
"What is the use for me to pinch my
self, if you spend all you get smiled Ma
ria, so sweetly, he could not say another
word. "I want to have the good of the
money while it is going, as well as you."
All rightly dear," he replied.
There was no improvement in thewoman,
and Edward had some doubts as to the con
sequences, but what puzzled him most was
to know what became of the money.
CHAPTER
Another year passed by, and the danger
of running in debt stared nim in the face.
"Maria, we are living too fast, I am
afraid," he observed, in a melancholy mood.
"I am afraid we are for yesterday vou
brought home a pair of chickens for which
you paid twenty cents a pound," replied
Maria, with her usual smile.
"Pooh, Maria, I don't mean these little
things. We must have something to eat,
and while my salary is two thousand dol
lars a year, I mean to live well."
"Great trees from little acorns grow,"
added the wife.
"Let us stop the bung hole first," con
tinued Edward desperately. "Would you
believe, my dear, that I have given you six
hundred dollars a year for the last two
years
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"What is six hundred dollars a year for
lady? Yon were reading the other day
that a great many ladies in New York spend
two thousand dollarsa year for dress alone.
You certainly cannot complain of six hun
dred."
"O no by no means. I don't mean to
complain," replied Edwaed.
"f knew you did'nt Whatever I spend,
goes for a good cause."
"I suppose so but I don't care anything
about it, only that la getting a little
short There is DoctorSmith's bill of six
ty dollars I don't see how I can pay."
"Let it rest, then. He will never ask
yon for ft."
"But I don't nice that way of doing
things. I don't want to get in debt. I while you scattered yourmoney HkeehanT
will m» and see him," asked the wife with infinite good humor.
"Speak unto the children of Israel that they go forward.0—EXODUS,
And he did go and see him. The doc
tor was a rich man, and offered to take Ed
ward's note payable anytime he pleased,
which offer the latter eagerly accepted,
promising to take it up in six months.
No change for the better appeared in
the affairs of the young couple. Maria
kept asking for money, and she was so pret
ty, so sweet tempered, and-so gentle, that
Edward could never refuse. If he demur
red, she could coax it out of him.
At the end of the six months, the doc
tor's note was due, and Edward could not
pay it. He had borrowed money till he
was ashamed to do so any more. But he
had a nice sense of honor, and instead of
letting his creditor whistle for his pay, he
went to see him to produce further exten
sion.
"Doctor, I am hard up," said he.
"Sorry to hear it."
"My family is getting to be expensive."
"Be prudent, then."
"I can't, my wife
He checked himself. He was impul
sive, and did not mean to say anything
about Maria.
What of"her? Is she extravagant?"
"Well, yes."
"Put the bit in her mouth, then,"
laughed the doctor.
"Don't like to do that."
"Mustn't let her ruin you."
"I hope she will not."
"Be firm Lester. There is only one way
to do with an extravagant woman shut
down upon her before she ruins you."
"I haven't the courage to deny her."
"I am sorry for you what can I do for
you?" asked the doctor, who seemed to be
in the best of humor.
"That little note of mine
"What note?"
Why, the one I owe."
"But you paid that."
"Come doctor, you are quizzing me."
"Pon my soul, I am not Didn't you
pay it a few days after you gave the note?"
"No, surely not," replied Edward, con
founded by the statement.
"But I am sure you did. Here," con
tinued the doctor, pulling an account-bock
from his pocket, "here is where I entered
the cash. You have got thenote^'
"Not I."
"Look over yourpapers and you wili find
it I will go home with you."
They repaired to the cottage, and Ed
ward, all the time protesting that he had
not paid the money, ransacked his papers
for the note.
"There it is!" exclaimed the doctor
pointing to a paper.
To Edwards astonishment, it was the
note, with the signature torn off. He was
utterly confounded at the discovery. He
had no recollection of having paid it and
Maria declared she had not seen him pay
it
He was mystified but satisfied with the
result, though he could hardly believe it.
If any one had paid it, it must have been
his guardian angel, and he hoped he would
not charge him the amount.
CHAPTER. III.
Three years from the time of Edwards
introduction to the reader had passed away,
and his finances were in no better condi
tion. By a great deal of retrenchment in
his own expenses he had managed to keep
out of debt. Instead of dining at Parker's,
at an expense of five or six dollars a week,
he made a quarter of that sum suffice.—
His tailor's bill had been reduced one-half,
and all other bills in like proportion. Bet
ter than all, he had been cured of grumb
ling at Maria, for if he complained of any
thing she was sure to ask him for a fifty
dollar bill on the same day. In fact he
was afraid of her.
hundred
"There is Raymond's house opposite for
sale. It is a beautiful place, and can be
bought for four thousand dollars, by pay
ing fifteen hundred down. I was thinking
that if I had saved my money I might
have been able to buy that place.'"
"No use to cry for spilt milk, Edward,"
repliedMaria.
"I know that but we needn't spill any
more milk, I have been very economical
the last year and he proceeded to detail
the retrenchments he had made.
"You have done very well, Edward."
"Yes my dear better than you have.—
WHO would have thought I should ever
preach economy to you?" laughed he.
"What was the use for me to be prudent,
ST. CLOUD, STEARNS GO., MINNESOTA, THUESDAY, MAY 20, 1858.-
Maria, in her demands for money, had
been even more remorseless during the last
year than ever before and had actually
taken eight hundred dollars out of his two
thousand. And there was not much show friends are as happy as during their
for it in the house or upon her person. If honeymoon.
he hinted at an explanation, she always
turned him off so sweetly and so adroitly
that he could not resist
"Maria, we must turn over a new leaf,"
he remarked.
"With all my heart," smiled she.
"Here I am without a dollarin the world carpet bag in his hand, stepped into a store
—and never shall have while things go on last Saturday while the election was going
in this way. I have given youeight hun- on, andaskedthe proprietor to write him a
dred dollars this last year." ticket "Yery well," said the merchant,
"Have you, indeed? What is eight I "I suppose you wish to vote the democrat
indred dollars?" chuckled she. ticket?" "Yes," answered the Milesian.
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"No use, I confess."
"I will turn over a new leaf if you
will. You used to find fault with me be
cause I would not buy strawberries at six
ty cents a box."
"I havn't lately."
"No, you havn't"
"And I never will again. Now, Maria,
I was thinking if we could save up four
or five hundred a year for three or four
years, we might buy a house."
"Very true and we will begin now, if
you like."
"With all my heart"
"You shall allow me a fixed sum for my
personal expense."
"Say two hundred dollars."
"Halfthatwilldo."
"But you can't come down all at once
from eight hundred to one hundred!"
"Yes I can," replied the pretty little
woman, the mischief gleaming in her radi
ant eyes.
"Then we can buy a house in three
years."
"Suppose you buy Baymond's now
"But I cannot. I havn't a dollar in the
world after my bills are paid."
"Then I will let you have fifteen hun
dred dollars to pay down."
"You! You are facetious, Maria.—
What are you laughing at
Maria, for some reason or other, had
burst into a violent fit of laughter.
"You shall have the money, Edward.—
But you must promise not to tell any one
what an extravBgant wife vou have, as you
did Dr. Smith."
"What do you mean, Maria Forgive
me for that"
"I will, my dear," replied she and going
to her drawer she produced two bank
books, and placed them in Jher husband's
hand.
One of them indicated that she had a
thousand dollars in one Saving's Bank, and
the other six hundred in another bank.—
Of course Edward was astonished—it was
his duty to be astonished.
"Your extravagant wife has saved six
teen hundred dollars ofyour money, in spite
of your teeth, besides curing you of sundry
reekjpss habits." And she threw herself
upon a sofa and laughed till she had nearly
gone into a fit.
"Maria, you are a Jewell! I am amaz
ed."
"You ought to be amazed."
"You paid Dr. Smith?"
"I did."
"He lied to me, then."
"No, he didn't you and I are one, so of
course you paid it Ihad to tell him my
secret, and in return he informed me what
an excellent character you had given me
for prudence and economy."
"Forgive me, Maria. You have made
me the happiest man in the world."
"And I am revenged."
"Revenged?"
"You found fault with me every day
me money, and I have at length brought
you to your senses."
"I see where the money went to, now."
"Do you, indeed?"
"To tell the truth, I thought there was
very little show for the money I gave you."
^'Sixteen hundreddollars,money in hand,
was a large sum to Edward, who had spent
everything as fast as he got it. He felt
like a new man—like a rich man What
a treasure was Maria, who, besides being
pretty, sweet-tempered and devoted, was a
thorough financier.
For my part I should not like a financier
on any other terms. A prudent,but growl
ing ill-tempered shrew would be my abomi
nation and before her I should prefer a
pretty, sweet-tempered, devoted woman,
who would spend all I could get
The Raymond place, and a delightful
place it was, immediately came into Ed
Ward's possession. It is paid for now, and
THE DEVIL A "DEMOCRAT."—One of
the most uncompromising Democrats in
town furnishes us the following election
item, andsays it is true:
A son of the Emerald Isle, with a black
"Well, Lewis Amis fbr Sheriff."
"Is he a dimikrat?"
"Yes," said the merchant
"George W. Hunt for Trustee."
"Is he a dimikrat?"
Certamlv"
"TheDevil for Register.'
"Arrah, now, is he a Dimikrat
"Oh, yes, of course."
"Then,be dad, thats me ticket—I'll vote
for him!'
And when the votes for Register were
counted, they stood: For Herndon, 340
for Johnson, 70 fin* Butler, 61 attd/or
the Devil 1!—Columbia Mirror.
"I talk a good deal, but I talk well,"
said an impudent fellow. "Half of that is
tree," replied a gentleman.
CHAP, XIV, VERSE
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15.
Woman's Best Ornament.
BY REV. X. P. ROGERS.
Let me urge upon my female readers,
especially those who are in youth, the im
portance of taking loftier and better views
of life than those taught bythe vain world.
It is a sad thing to see so many of the
young and fair, whose life is almost a blank
—Iwill not say a blot—whose keen suscep
tibilities, whose noble powers, whose deep
affections, whose precious time is lavished
only upon dress andgayety, and fashiona
ble visiting: who wear the bright apparel
of the butterfly, and are as light and grace
ful, and as useless too whose conversation
finds no higher or more improving subject
than the idle gossip of the day, the last
party, or the never-failing topic—dress
whose reading is the miserable trash which
is inundating every community, and ener
vating and dissipating the minds of our
youth whose whole life seems to be an
aimless, frivolous life and who, as they
flit by us on their airy wings, provoke the
inquiry "For what were these creatures
made?"—I pray you, take loftier views of
life than these. While I would not draw
you from the rational pleasures of society,
nor bring one gloomy cloud upon vour
youthful sky, I still would islcad for some
serious hours, some industrious moments
some time apportioned to the culture of the
mind, the enriching of the memory with
stores of useful knowledge. I would plead
that the capacities and aspirations of the
immortal part receive some ministration,
and the moral faculties be cultivated and
stimulated, and the generous impulses of
the soul be expanded in labors for the best!
good of those around you. Be assured
there is no power like that of virtue per
sonal beauty may attract the admiration of
the passing hour, but it is the richer beauty
of moral worth, the loveliness of the soul,
that commands the deepest reverence, and
secures the most enduring affection. Even
men who have no religion themselves, but
who are men of judgment, and whose opi
nion is worth the most, respect and admire
a lady most, who displays in her character
the beauty of holiness."
If there is one sight more than any
other, in this world of sin and sorrow,
which combines all the elements of beauty,
of nobleness, and of worth, it is that of a
young and lovely female, whose youth and
beauty, whose depth and richness of affec
tion, and whose powerful influence on hu
man hearts, are all consecrated to the cause
of truth and holiness, laid as an humble
offering at the Savior's feet Such a being
is indeed, worthy of the admiration of
puuish you. I knew you would not refuse ting them upon the altar of vanity or fa-: look upon. Man's strong tendencies to-
shion, and starving the soul on the un
meaning flattery of a vain and hollow
hearted world running a giddy round of
gayety, frivolity, and dissipation laying up
in the future a cheerless and forsaken old
age, and a miserable, remorseful eternity.
Oh what is woman What her smile,
Her lips of love, her eyes of light
What is she, if those lips revile
The lowly Jesus Love may write
His name upon her marble brow,
And linger in her curls of jet:
The light springflowermay meekly bow
Before her tread and yet—and yet
Without that meeker grace she'll be
A lighter thing than vanity."
No man is complete without the culture
of the religious element no high faculty
perfect without help from that I see great
naturalists without it, great politicians,
great artists not great men, Nay, their
special science, politics, art, is less philo
sophic, statesmanlike, aesthetic, for lack of
this wholeness and thorough health within
the man's interior. The notes of music,
ground out on a hand-organ in the street,
tell me if their composer had ever listened
to the choiring of these birds of Paradise.
When I see a man, elsegrand and beau
tiful, with transcendent mind and con
science and affections too, but lacking this
ultimate finish of religion, I long to plant
therein the soul of piety, which shall com
plete the whole and so make perfect every
part—mastering the world of time but not
disdaining it—Theodore Parker—Ser
mon on Revivals.
TROUBLE.—The editor of the Nashville
Christian Advocate is in trouble. A broth
er minister, Rev. Elliot, teaches dancing
in his female academy, and has inveigled
Jonas, one of the reverend editor's slaves,
into a banjo company, to please the young
ladies. The editor is afraid he shall notbe
able to give Jonas a proper religious educa
tion. It is a ease that certainly calls for
deep sympathy. Perhaps he had better
send Jonas to the auction block.—Zion's
Herald.
Old SirJamesHerring was remonstrated
with fbr not rising earlier. "I can make up
my mind to it," said he, "but I can hot
make up mybody.**
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there is no beauty like that of goodness— his! Can women be indifferent to it
every true and noble heart and she will
command it, even when the light of her
beauty is quenched, and the flower of her jg otherwise—it would
loveliness is faded. But if there is a sad, deal of good.
heart-breaking sight on earth, it is that of Woman's taste should have something
one gifted with all the charms which na- to do with the landscape her husband is cre-
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EDITOR.
m. 10.
Hints tot Young Farmers and oth
ers.
MAY, glorious May, the best month, we
suppose, in all the year at the South, and
certainly the best in the North, except its
successor, more glorious June, has at last
eome. We have waited for it through a
winter as long as usual, though not as cold,
and arc glad to see it here with its flowers
and its promises of fruits, its mild breezes
and its charming sunshine.
We need not exhort the farmer to turn
out and breathe its exhilerating influences
without a wall, or a pane of glass even, be
tween him and the wonderful, elevating,
gratitude-begetting works of his Creator.
He is out before us, out of necessity, out by
a blessed privilege of his calling. Let him
not forget that he ought to be the happiest
and best of all and that if he ever envies
others of different callings, it is only be
cause he has not the experience of their
trials.
If the wives and daughters of the farm
homes will accept a homely hint at our
hands, we will say to them, what we need
not say to their husbands and sons -r-be
out, breathe the May airs, strengthen your
physical nature, ana elevate your spiritual
by a free communion with nature. Know
what the "men folks" are doing, and take
an interest in jt Nature is beautiful, love
ly, exquisite. But left to herself she is
wild, erratic, extravagant, little inclined to
the useful. It is the business of your other
halves—whether better halves or worse, we
can not now inquire—to train and direct
her powers to the practically useful—-to
make her grow sweet roses, sustaining food
and luscious fruits, where if left to herself
uld produce only tangled underbrush
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fruitless trees. What an avocation is
Slanderous thought! We put it behind
us.
But American women have not yet suf
ficiently informedand instructed themselves
in the affairs of the farm. Earnestly but
kindly we say to you, let it not be so always.
Give yourselves the great benefit of a little
more outdoor exercise, and your husbands
the benefit of feeling that you sympathize
with them in their labors, and rejoice with
them in their success. You know that
farm work should be done well and hand
somely. There is a right way for doing any
thing, and there are a great many wrong
ways. Good sense and sound judgement
are the traits in which the farmers arc apt
to excel. An eyetothebeautiful inlaying off
lands and finishing up jobs, can add to the
pleasure of their labors without subtracting
at all from the profits. If your husbands
found you admiring some of their doings,
but dubious about others—about twice as
ready to see and admire what is pretty and
nice in your eyes as to find fault with what
really do them a
ting It is common property for both to
wards theuseful, co-operating with woman's
keen perception of the beautiful, could
hardly fail to arrive at good and pleasant
results. In the location of buildings, in
the general appearance of the homestead,
in the management of the garden, on the
question whether the highway through the
farm, with the exception of the drive, shall
be a neat and tidy lawn, or an "'omnium
gatherum" of all that is foul and ugly, and
on various other points of common interest
to the whole household, woman's taste
should be consulted, and should not shirk
the responsibility of expressing its choices.
Aye, many an unseemly spot would assume
new beauty and fertility if the "women
folks" oftener manifested a modest wish
about the out-door matters.—American
Farmer's Magazine.
SENSIBLE.—One item in the wardrobe
of the Princess Royal of England on her
marriage, should attract the attention of
American women. A part of her "fit out"
was twelve pair of boots, which are de
scribed as "useful ancrsolid"—someof them
intended for "rough walking," are provided
with treble soles.
The conductor between Syracuse and
Buffalo, was rather staggered when a wo
man with six children around her offered
a single ticket. But the lady assured him
they were all under six years of age, and
he accordingly passed them as lap passen
gers. The mother was a Yankee emigra
ting to Illinois.
The company of a good humored man is
a perpetual feast he is welcomed every
where. Eyes glisten at his approach, end
difficulties vanish in his presence. Frank
lin's indomitable good-humor did as much
fbr his country in the old Congress as Ad
am'sfireorJefferson's wisdom. He clothed
wisdom with smiles, and softened conten
tions mmds mto acquiescence
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An old lady combated the idea of the
moon being inhabited by remarking, with
emphasis, that the Idea was incredible—
"For" said she, "what becomes of the
people in the moon when. there is nothing,
left of but a little streak?"
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