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All of -which will be sold as chea p as the cheapest.
Sharp's Old Stand, Main Street, J ackson, Tennessee
Manufacturer and exclusive dealer in
T7"EEPS a large, extensive and well assorted stock of Ladies, Misses
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Bought direct from Manufacturers,
Boots, Shoes,
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Exclusive Right to sell the Celebrated Champion Shoe
K7"Kvery pair of Champions Is warranted good, honest and serviceable, in every
particular, equal to the best custom made shoe and worth the money.
! Will not bo undersold. Call and eramino before purchasing elsewhere.
. " Sign of the Big Eoot, Corner Main and Market st ,
And E(vy Co., Geo. Woods' and lA)rlnjr & Blake'tt
271 Second Street, Ayre' Buildingt 'Meinphia, Term.
ll. HOLLKN'BKRO Is a Practical l"ian and Oraran Builder. Particular attention
paid to the purchase, sale and renting ot aeeond-hand Pianos andOrgaus, and to
Tunlugr and Kepalrlng PianoB and Organs.
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1AM now receiving a very large ami wlt stock, or everything In the DRUG and
ilKDlClKE lino, together with a very tiae and ehgaut assortmeut of the choicest
Perfumery, Colognes, Hair Oils, Pomades, Combs, Brashes,
Etc., Powder Pulls and Puff Boxes.
All of mv irnxl arc purchaed direct Irom the manuracturera and iuinortera in Xew
York and Philadelphia, at iliclr lowest ci.-h prices, consequently I can offiT juperior
inducements to all cash buyers. "
1 would j!ll prl4culur attention to my fine stock of Pure Liquors,..
f which I have the finest goods Iu the city.
Prescription Ieiarliucnt.
We imike the filllnR of prescriptions a specialty, and hope by the mot careful atten
tion, and the use of 110110 except the very be.U and purest druK. to maintain the repu
tation and staiulintt of my house t-r the pat live years.
1 also have on hand very lanrs slock t the best brands of
White Iead, X.iusccl Oil,
And Puintt of all kinds, and on which I caunot be uudersold by anybody.
John Cuhbin.
Planing Hill and Lumber Yard.
Doors, Sitsh, niind. BIouldiisr, Baluster, Newel Posts, Flooring:,
Cellinjr, Sidinsr, Palings, Brackets, lite, Etc.
IhI, 2d and 3rd Quality of White llne,
Yellow Pine, Cypress, Laths, Shingle, &c
p,'os. JOl, 163 and 1GS Washington Street,
.Match IS, 1871-12m. MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE.
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T. A. NF.LSON, President; BEN. MAY, Secretary;
F. M. WHITE, Vice-l'rcsideut; F. S. DAVIS, Treasurer.
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S. W. Lu.tt&X. Se.:retary.
II. 3. UKfil, Assistant Ssecretary.
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THUS. A. Kb'SSELU Attorney.
W. HATCH, M. 1)., Medical Odicer.
A. M. Waterman,
A. li. Oarrisou,
J. M. Harney,
Agents .t'hvllle, Tennessee.
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The hours are viewless angclr.
That still go gliding by,
And bear each moment's record up
To Him who sits on high.
The poison or the nectar,
Our heart's deep flower-cups yield,
A sample still they gather swilt,
And leave us in th field.
And some fly by on plnious .
Of gorgeous gold and blue,
And some fly In with drooping wing
Of sorrow's darker h'o.
And as we spend each minute
That God to ns hath given,
The tjd"! are known before His throne:
Tht tale is told In Heaven.
And we, who walk among theis,
As one by one departs,
Think not that they are hovering
Forever round our hearts.
Like summer bees that hover
Around the idle flowers,
They gather every act and thought,
These viewless angel hours.
And still they steal the record,
And bear It far away;
Their mission flight, by day or Light,
No magic powers can stay.
So teach me, Heavenly Father!
To spend each flying hour.
That as they go, they may not show
My heart a poison flower.
Tbs Beosnaced Inheritance.
"Marsraret Vance, are you in your
right mind?"
'I think so. Cousin Elcanore. I
feel no premonition of insanity."
Misa tleanore Hastings, of llast-
ins Hall, leaned back in her velvet
cushioned arm-chair, and applied her
vinaigrette to her nose, it was
more than she could comprehend
this unheard of conduct in her cous
in and ward. The fashionable wo
man of the world could have no un
derstanding of it.
"it is incredible, Margaretr I al
ways thought you were a gin or
good sense."
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"inanic you, cousin x-icanore, i
claim to be."
"But you have no right" to the
claim! Such an absurd thing! You
will not persist in doing it, will you,
dear?" coaxingly.
Margaret Vance lined her hand
some head with air of quiet pride.
ller caeuka glowed, and her biact
eyes shone with a calm and steady
light. There was determination,
like iron, in thts'curve of the scarlet
'1 shall ao it. it is my uuty:
Heaven helping me, I will never
shrink from that! And I should be
doubly a coward, if 1 refuse to walk
in the path or justice, now mat it
lies so plainly and clearly before me.
Should I do otherwise than I pro
pose to do, I should despise myself
"Iiow foolish! How ridiculous!
The property is yours. No person
in the world would doubt that fact
for a moment. Jobson Feck was of
sound sense, and in full possession
of his faculties, when he made the
will which gives you everything of
which he died possessed."
"Granted. I do not dispute that.
But when the will was made, he was
under the influence of an angry pas
sion; and no man can be perfectly
sane when passion sways him utter
ly. You know the circumstances as
well as 1 do. He had set his heart
on his eon's marriage with Miss
Marshall a lady of wealth and so
cial position, aad that son refused
to obey him, choosing rather to fol
low the dictates of his own inclina
tion. He married' a poor curate's
daughter and from that day to the
day tof his death, his father never
saw his face. He disowned him
nay, more, he cursed him cursed
him and his innocent children; and
when Robbie Peck died, his own
father turned from his door the
messenger who came to bring the
melancholy tidings. Yon know how
it has been since. The widow of his
son has supported bis two children
by her own industry, and brought
them up rightly; a son and a daugh
ter, so I have been told, that any
mother might be proud of. The
property of Jobson Peck belongs
uot to me, but to those children,"
"Margaret, you are over-conscientious.
Mr. Peck gave it to you of
his own free will. You saved his
life, and he loved you better than he
loved any other person."
"I was fortunate enough to ren
der him a service.'
"A service? You spoak lightly.
The dog would have killed him but
for you!"
"Cousin Eleanore, no credit is due
to me. Fido knew me, and desisted
from his attack on the helpless, old
man, be ;ause I called to him. There
was no sacrifice on my part. But
for this Mr. Peck felt grateful: and
daring the time that 1 visited the
Sunday School near his home I fre
quently went in to read to him, or
tell him the news of the day. I nev
er dreamed of being rewarded for
it. He was a hard, stern, old man;
but I enjov his society, and I have
been happiest, always, while doing
"And you are resolved?"
"Yes, I am resolved, Cousin Elea
nore." A bitter smile wreathed the hand
some, aristocratic face of Miss Elea
nore Hastings.
"Very well, Margaret, I hope you
will not repent your decision. I
have tried hard to do by you as I
should, during the few months you
have been with me. You know
that I do not approve of voluntary
poverty. I was greatly opposed to
your mother's marriage with Bom
ney Braithe. Not that I have any
thing to bring against your father's
character but he was poor. Well,
he is dead, and so is Mary; I will let
them rest. But I hoped to have
made their child understand what
was for her good. I have failed, it
seems. I hope you know that yon
can have no expectations from me."
Margaret's face flushed a scornful
blaze in her magnilicient eyes.
"I have four hundred dollars a
year of my own, and would live on
it easily, without help fr m any one.
I did so for two ysurs, after my
mother's death, before I came to
stay with you. Therefore I think
you need be under no apprehen
sions." Then, her face softening a
little, she added: "True, I have no
expectation9 save for your love!
You are my only living relation, and
you surely will not deny me that!"
"I shall remember you are my
cousin. Bat what of Percy Russell?
Have you thought of his wishes in
this matter?"
Margaret's eyes drooped; a soft
flush stole up to her forehead.
"He will desire me to do what is
right, I think. If not, then we 6hall
be better apart."
"Well, you have chosen, and yon
will see. Have von spoken to him
about your absurd decision?"
"I have written him."
"Will you let me see the replj ?"
"If vou wish it. But. of course,
a right-minded man could hava but
one opinion on the matter."
"You think so? Well, as I said,
we shall see."
And gathering up the mass of her
silken drapery from contact with
the costJv carpet. Alias jieanore
Hastings left the room.
From the conversation we have
given, the reader will understand
the character of the spinster cousin,
and the handsome ana noble-minded
Margaret; and there is no need of
rurther explanation.
Percy-Russell's note to Margaret
cut the heart of the noble girl like a
knife; but after the hrst pang was
over, she felt very thankful that her
life had not been bound with that of
this sordid man. She gave him
back the freedom she knew he de
sired, and then their paths separ
ated. The property left her by Mr. Peck,
was legally transferred to the chil
dren of Robert Peck Iiupcrt and
Edna, both of whom resided in a
different part of the country. The.
business was all tranacted by Mr
Eden, Margaret's lawyer; and al
though Rupert Peck strongly ops
posed the transfer, he was forced to
acquiesce. He urged her, through
her-solicitor, to retain, at least, the
old mansion where his grandfather
had lived and died, but this she re
fused to do; and likewise did she de
cline the yearly annuity he wished
'so much to settle upon her. And
casting off all ties, Margaret left her
proud, mercenary cousin, went to a
distance, hired a little cottage, and
settled down there. There, too, for
two years, she lived on without
love; and what is harder than that
for a woman? She may be poor,
and humble, and soknown, but if
there be one true hearbUatlovrLs--her,
then life is a glory and a bleSa ,
ing. -hi.
At the end of thene two years of to f
seclusion, Margaret found her I o
strength failing. The physicians un
prescribed sea air; and one sultry, ?o
o uly day, she beheld, for the first r
time, the great ocean. Sagamore ei
was quite a resort for quiet people, jr
who, disliking the noise ana faeh- Le
ion of Saratoga and Newport, pre- I ,
ferred seclusion and quietude. h
The third evening after her arri- C
val, Margaret walked down on the J
beach. How quiet and still was
everything. No sound bnt the cease
less break of the surf on the beach
a sound old as creation itself. The
sun was down, a breath of south
wind swayed lazily the flag, and be
fore her, at her very feet, lay stretch
ed out the illimitable ocan. The
lonsr reach of sand tempted Marga
ret to prolong her walk, and loitcr-
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ing ttiuiig, biio rcucauu mu miicuii-
ty of the beach. Just beyond, across
the rocks, there was a patch of sand
even more beautiful than that she
had just crossed; and with a light
step, she bounded over the rocks,
and set foot upon the treacherous
waste. At the first few 6teps her
light weight hardly made an im
pression on the sand, but as she
went onward, she sunk ankle deep,
and with a slow horror stealing over
her, she found that it required all
her strength to extricate her feet
from the power which held them.
A voice from the rocks, ringing
clear through tho distance, cried
"Not another step forward! Re
main where you are! You are iu
the Sagamore quicksand!"
She turned toward the voice, and
saw, dimly defined through the
gloom, a tall man hurrying toward
her. A boat, wrecked and bleached
bv the storms, was lying at a little
distance. He tore out a piece of
plank, and made a bridge for him
self. It brought him within a few
yards of where she stood, 6lowly
sinking. The cold, treacherous
sand was up to her waist now. He
stepped fearlessly upon it, and suc
ceeded iu drawing her out, and iu
safety to the plank. He did not
speak until they were standing to
gether upon the shore. Then he
said, looking down- at her pale
"Yo:i are not acquainted with
Sagamore beach, I suppose?"
For the first time, she looked at
him fairly. He had a strong, relia
ble face not a handsome one. The
forehead was broad and fuli, the
features tolerably good, tho hair
chesnut, and inclined to curl, and
the eyes gray, deep, and of that
kind which keeps their owner's se
crets. "No," she said, iu reply to his
question; "I have never seen the sea
until yesterday."
"Do not condemn it for threaten
ing to swallow you," he saidf gayly.
"1 certainly shall not, if it gives me
the pleasure of your acquaintance.
But I must hurry you to your abode.
You will take cold; the air is getting
He gave her his arm. How very
delightful to this lonely woman was
the sense of protection this man's
Eresence gave her! At the door of
er lodging she paused.
"You have done me a great ser
vice, sir; may I not know your
"Willis. And yours?"
"Margaret Vance."
A sudden flush went over his face;
he stooped over her and took her
"Margaret Vance?" he said. "I
6hall remember. Take care ot your
self, and good-night."
After that, Miss Vance and Mr.
Willis met constantly. They walk
ed, drove and watched the sunsets
together; and perhaps before either
was aware, they had drifted into
love. Margaret realized how deep
ly her heart was stirred, when he
spoke of leaving Sagamore beach
on the morrow. Something he saw
iu her face led him. to speak.
"Margaret, one word from you
would Keep mo through all time!
Will you say it?"
She looked at him, but dimly com
prehending his meaning.
"I will make myself clearer. I
love you; I want your love in re
turn. "What answer have you?"
She put her hands into his.
"I love you, Mr. Willis."
"And you are not afraid to trust
me, utter stranger as I am, of whom
you know nothing?"
' So, I am not afraid. I feel an
assurance within, that I shall never
repent my confidence in you."
"Margaret, put your face here on
my shouider, close to mine. I have
a confession to make to you. I am
not what I seem. I am not Mr.
Willis. My name is Rupert Willis
Peck. No, I will not let you go;
you must hear me through. When
you renounced your inheritance to
my sister and myself I appreciated
so perfectly the noble spirit which
prompted you, that I made avow to
seek you out, and, if possible, win
your love. I loved you before I
saw you. My sister is dead. I am
all alone in the world; and so are
you. I followed you here, and ar
rived just in season to save your
life. I claim it now; shall I have
She lifted her luminous eyes to
his face, and he read his answer
there. So Margaret became mis
tress of the grand, old house where
Jobson Pjck lived and died, and
shared the inheritance she had once
Christ in love hath done all things
for our salvation. From love he re
quires all duty from us. Obedience
without love is slavery: love wiUi-
l out cbedience is dissimulation.
:qi;ailix v.
An old Scotch minister, on being
asked to preach a sermon in . favor
of equality, at a time of great excite
ment oo that subject, said, at the
close of a sermon, in substance as
You asked me to preach a sermon
on equality. Since that time I have
ranged in vision through the vege
table world; I saw flowers of equal
luster and perfume, trees of une
qual height and value, but tbre
was no equality there.
I passed to the animal kingdom,
and saw the trained horses and
fierce beasts of prey, the linnet and
the hawk, the sparro 7 and the ea
gle, the sheep end the horse, each
occupying a relative sphere. In the
sea were the mollusc and the whale,
the dolphin and the shark; the tim
id and . the fierce, each properiy
organized and doing its proper la
bor; but I saw no equality.
Lastly, I entered the gate of Hea
ven, and on a great white throne
sat the Judge of the Universe; cher
ubim and seraphim fell before him,
angels of lesser degree did his bid
ding. I found seven heavens rising
above each other, but no equality
there. I gazed on the stars, and
found "one star different from an
other star in glory," but there was no
equality. So you see that there is
no equality in all Cod's vast king
dom, 4
fife Savannah (ua.) -News is un
happy that we "continue to harp on
the new departure." ltafeksuswhv
we don't "fire more upon the Radi
cals and less upon the Bourbons."
We answer because the Bourbons
will getfinthe way. Wecan't help fir
ing at J hem if they persist in crossing
our liap of fire. The far they have
been used by the Radicals as breast
works, and over them a storiu of
hot-shot is being constantly ponr!d
into the democratic ranks. They
must be removed or destroyed be
fore we can get if square volley at
Radicalism. Just now we are only
picking them off one after another
at long mnge and with a gentleneis
which aims only to disable, not to
kill. N&xt year, if any of them
block up the way, they will be
trapraed down under the Democra
tic column like corn-stalks and stub
ble. Courier Journal.
5The Gallatin Examiner, whose
pure democracy will hardly be ques
tioned by the little curly faced bo
vines of the Bourbon press of this
State, is both sensible and practi
cal, and puts the matter iu the fol
lowing pointed style:
We suppose that after a while
those of our cotemporaries who
havo gone off half-cocked upon the
new departure matter, and are fight
ing shadows with all their might,
will come to their good senses, and
see that they have acted with pre
cipitation. We take it for granted
that not one of them has taken the
pains to read the Ohio resolutions.
We see nothing in them but old
fashioned democracy and are glad
to pin our faith to them. New de
parture is a misnomer and applied
ignorantly and spitefully, for
throughout them all runs the time
honored doctrine of a 6trict con
struction of the constitution and
obedience to law.
"Alt is Lost Only at miracle Cain
The Holy Father then addressed
the sacred college in Latin, in which
he announced his decision in these
words: "We are, my dear brothers,
in the hands of Divine Providence.
We have nothing to expect from hu
man aid, for man has abandoned us.
Why should we dissemble? It is
better that -I should tell you that
kings and governments, forgetting
their promises, leave us to our fate.
They nave addressed us, sent us the
warmest congratulations on the day
of our jubilee, but they are far from
taking any step in the support of
their messages. We can hope for
no help from any quarter. King
Victor Emmanuel will be here in a
few days, and will be attended by
tie Ministers of the Catholic States.
We have done all that was iu our
power, but our efl'orts have failed.
All is lost. You will tell me, per
haps, that we have still hope in
France, but France can do nothing.
She is going through a frightful
crisis, which may be succeeded by
others yet more dreadful. I repeat
it, all is lost, and only a miracle can
save us. Turn, then, to the Al
mighty and seek this interposition
from him."
Mather's Kisses.
A kiss when I wake in the morning,
A kiss when I go to bed,
A kiss when I bum my fingers,
A kiss when I bump my head.
A kiss when my bath is over,
A kiss when my buUx begins:
My mamma is full of kisses,
As full as nurse Is of pins.
A kiss when I play with my rattle,
A kiss when I pull her hair;
She covered me over with kisses
The day 1 tell Irom the stair.
A kiss when I give her trouble,
A kiss when I give her joy:
There's nothing like mamma's kisrs
To her own little baby boy.
Our Jtlothers.
Many a discouraged mother folds
her tired hands at night, and feels
as if she had, after all, ;doue nothing,
although she has not speut au idle
moment since she vose. Is it noth
ing that your little helpless children
hare had some one to come to with
all their childish griefs and joys? Is
it nothing that your husband' feels
"safe" when he is away to his busi
ness, because vour careful hand di
rects everyth'ing at home? Is it
nothing, when his business is over,
that he has the blessed refuge of
home, which you have that day done
your best to brigthen and refine?
Oh, weary and faithful mother, you
litle know your power when you
sa-, "I have done nothing." There
is a oook in which a fairer record
th an this iswritten over against
your name."
Lieutenant Grant, the eldest son
of the President, who graduated at
West Point last n:oiia. arrived in
Washing on Thursday ereaiug, and
is stopping with tia ancle, General
F. T. Dent, in Georgetown. Lieut.
Grant has leave ef absence un
til October, and ho will 6pend his
time on the Union Pacific railroad,
turning hia attention to practical
engineering. He has been offered
a position as civil engineer on that
road, and, should he like the posi
tion, will resign his commission in
the army and enter upon civil life.
He annouces his intentioa to build a
reputation for himself, and not h&ve
it said he was thrust into position
or put forward cn account of his fa-thr-"s
position. Baltimore American.
Don' Forget She Ola. Folk 1.
Don't forget the old folks,
Love them more and more,
As they with unshrinking leet,
Xear the"shiniBg shore."
Let your words be tender,
Loving, soft aad slow,
Let their last days be the be.-t
Tiiey have known below.
IXwi't forget poor father,
With his failing sight,
With Ms locks once thick and brewn,
Scanty now, and white
Though he mav be childish,
Still do you be kind
Think of him as years ao.
With his master mind!
Don-t lorgct dear mother,
With her farrowed brow,
Once as fair and smooth, and ivhiU,
As the driven snow;
Are the steps uncertain?
. Is her hearing poor ?
Guide her gently till she stands
Ste at Heaven's door"
lon"t lorget the old folks,
Love them more and more, .
As they, with unshrinking feet,
Xcar the "shining shore."
Let your words be tender.
Loving, soft and slow;
Let their last days be the best!
They have known below:
It was one of the bitterest of all
December's bleak and bitter days.
The white fingers of the driving
snow were tapping sharp and fu
riously at the crystal surlace of the
plate glass windows; the wind
shriek piteously thr. agh the keen
and piercing air; and the thermome
ter in the hall was rapidly lowering
its crimson vein towards zero.
"Its dreadful cold!" mused Mrs.
Angcll, as she sat with one slip
pered foot ou the fender, and her
finger ornamented with two emerrl 1
a dimond, and a gaudy 'regard
ing' between the leaves of her book.
"I'm glad I am not compelled to be
out of doors on such a day a this."
And she looked complacently
round at the elegantly furnshed lit
tle boudoir where 6he nat. A hand
some octagonal room, its walls pan
nelled in pink, velvet and gold, with
a heavy tracervof gold vine leaves
around the ceiling by way of cor
nice, it had all the charms of i ovel
ty. The fire heaped high with coal
kept np a low crackling sound; the
scar let-winged lory swnng to and
.fro in the ring of his cage between
the curtains, an asthmatic little poo
dle nodded sleepily on the hearth
rug. I Mrs. Angell herself was a plump,
pretty brunnette of about thirty,
v ith hard brilliant black ej-es; hair
brushed in the fashiouablr styjc,
awry from a square, low forehead;
; and lips that, although rather thin,
' wpm of the brightest Vermillion.
i Her dress was an elegant negligee;
t and her hands were miniature jewci
I stands for the display of expensta
L "Mama!" - .
f She looked up quickly, and held
out her arms as a rosy girl of about
nine, the lac-simile on a small scale,
of herself, came bounding into the
"What is it, Nina, mama's little
"it's juiss .imer, mama. Mie
savs. could she see you for a mo
The handsome olive brow contras
ted ominously.
Tell Miss Elmer that I will see
Little Nina tripped away to deli v
her message. A minute afterwards
there was a low tap at the door, and
Juliet Elmer, the daily governess
She was a tall gracefuily formed
girl, aparcutlv about twenty-two or
three years oi age, dressed in black
that had evidently bidden adieu to
its best daj s some time 6iuce. G en
erally she might have been rather
pale, but there was a deep, vivid
carmide spot on either check just
now, that told of the recent agita
tion or excitement. Her eyes were
of the deepest hazel, large and li
quid, and her hair was of a warm
sunshiny brown. But it was her
mouth, red and sensitive and mobile
that constituted, her best feature;
evcrv emotion that stirred the sur
face "of her mind seemed mirrored in
the unconscious movement of her
"I am surprised, Miss Elmer," be
gan Mrs. Angell, after she had
recognized the governess's presence
bv a stiff inclination ofher head.
"Nine is your hour, and here it is
after ten, and uot a lesson commenc
ed. Nina call your little brothers
and sisters immediately, and tell
them to proceed to the school room,
sufficient time has already been lost.
She opened the book once more,
as if to dismiss the subject and the
governess together; but Miss Elmer
still stood by the door, nervously
E laying with the shabby strings, of
er crape bonnet.
"Mrs. Angell," she said, in.a low
hurried tone of voice, "I "in if raid
I must beg vou to excuse tut ; o-duy
"Indeed, Miss Elmer I shall do no
such thing," sharply iutsrupted
Mrs. Angell. "If you" wish to be re
lieved from the duties of your sit
uation, I beg you will say so at once.
"I do not, madam; I do not, in
deed," falteped Juliet growing
scarlet in her embarrassment and
mortification. "We could not live
without the money you are so good
as.to give;but I should? esteem it a
great favor to be excused to-day; for
my mother is very much worse, and
1 have no one to leave with her."
"I am surprised that you should
ask me such a question, Miss Elmer,
said Mrs. Angell, drawing herself
up. "Of coursed I am very sorry
for that worthy person, your moth
er; but I'm not iu any way respon
sible fof her illness, nor do 1 see
irhy it should inconvenience me or
interfere with my children's lessons.
They lost three clays last week for
the same reason, and at their age
every lesson is of importance. It is
quite outof the question, Miss El
mer quiet out of the question, I as
sure you.
Juliet stood pale and irresolute.
"But mother is dangerously ill,
Mrs. Angell turned a new page
in her book, and went ou reading
with a face of placid interest. Juliet
came a step or two nearer.
"Mrs. Angell, 1 must goto uiy
"Just as you please, Miss Elmer:
only of course you understand that if
you go, you forfeit your quater's
salary, l" dare say I can obtain
plenty of governesses without moth
ers who take up half their time."
The blood rushed in a hot tide to
Juliet Elmer's brow at this cruel
."Mrs. Angell!" she pleaded, with
a deepdrawu sob "Mrs. Angell"
Bnt the lady held up her jeweled
hand deprtcatingly.
"I must beg that there be an end
to this altercation , Miss Elmer,"
she said coldly. "You know
how nervous I am, and that scene is
beyond everything,' my aversion.
Go, or stay, as you please you un
derstand my resolution on the sub
ject." Juliet was silent. For an instant
she was half resolved to rush from
the house, never again to set eyes ou
this hard-hearted, elegantly-attired
But then she remembered the
qnater which expired that very
week, thought of the many comforts
and necessities that the mouey was
to purchase for her consiiiapiire
mother the rent that must be paid
the little debts that were dally ac
cumulating round their poverty
stricken home; and Juliet Elmer f Jit
that she was as completely in Mrs
Angeli's power as if sho had been
"it is ten o ciock, uiy cuiia; your i sympathy."
lessons 6hould have begun long ago. S "Juliet
"But Miss Elmer has just come, j cliamed,
AUGUST 5, 1871.
bound in iron chains at the hand
some brunette's feet.
She threw np hands with a de
precating gesture, and then her face
settled into white, uncomplaining
"Oh, Mrs. Agnell, you are verv
cruel to me; but God i"s over us alh''
That was all she said, as she went
slowly away towards the school
room, with the strange mechanical
motion one walking in her sleep.
How long the short December day
seemed! How slowly the tiny hands
of the school room clock moved over
their dial! Juliet could almost have
declared that they stood absolutely
"Are yon ill. Miss Elmer?" ques
tioned little Nina Angell, looking up
as the governess stooped over the
french exercisa book, "your hands
are so hot."
Til? yes; I am heart sick!" said
Juliet, almost (involuntarily; then
recollecting herself, she pressed her
lips to the child's fresh cheek, mur
muring, "Dear little Nina, may this
trial never ..come' to you."
Nina returned the kiss with warm
childlike affection. She was fond
of the pale, gentle governess, who
was so different from her brilliant
It was qaile dark at five, the hour
at which Niss Elmer was released
from her sehool-room bondage; and
her hand tremblod with nervous ag
itation as 6he hurriedly assumed
her shabby outer garments, Nor
was the weather out of doers at all
reassuniing to her state of mind.
The snow had turned to a dull, driv
ing sleet, the pavements were as
slippery as glass, anu the keen wind
peuurtrated her thin wrapping with
its first blast. But Juliet was in too
great haste even to think of herself
as she sped hurriedly along, shrink
ing from every passer in the street.
But she came opposite a brilliant
gas light, however, the roll of music
slipped from her baud. She stoop
ed to recover it.
"Juliet! Miss Elmer!"
She gazed, white and treiubliug,
at tho fashionable-looking youug
man who had seized both her hands
in his.
"Paul Clay! can it be possible
that this is you?" '
"Wf-7 shouldn't it be possible,
Juliet? My dear little faicud, who
on earth wocld have thought of
meeting you in the streets this dis
mal evening? Where did you come
from? and.where are you going?"
For an instant, Juliet had been
back in the bright see tines of two
years 'go; this questiou brought her
into the forlorn present. Things
had changed,sadly changed since the
people were wont to laugh at the
pretty prosperous belle uud about
Paul Clay's manifest admiration.
The two years that he had spent
among the palm groves and minarets
of Asia and Arabia had changed
the rich merchant's daughter into
a fatherless orphan, who earned her
daily bread by going out as a "daily
ghe told Paul
these thing with
quiet dignity, as he walked by her
side, carrying the little roll of Mu
sic as deferentially as if it had been
Queen Victoria's sceptre. How she
longed for a little more light to see
in his face as she spoke!
"Why did I not know this? Why
did you not write to me?" he asked,
2 in a husky tone of voice.
I "We didnot know where you
J were, "6he said simply; "aud besides
''Besides what?"
"I had no right to ask vour aid or
you knew better," he ex-
passionately. "Juliet, if I
had "
She put her hand gently ou his
We live ' h ere. Will you come
He followed her silently tip the
dark and narrow stairway, with his
strong heart beating" like a
drum within his bosom. She stop
ped on the third floor.
"Juliet, have you ccme to this?"
She opened th door, and motion
ed him in without replying.
"Mother dearest mother!"
There was no voice nor sign of re
cognition rrom the quiet figure
6tretched on the little bed. Juliet
hurriedly lighted the candle with
fingers that trembled, she knew not
why. In the same instant, Paul
Clay sprang forward, as if to inter
cept her sight.
"Juliet my poor Juliet!"
And 6he knew that the quiet re
pose of the marble face was but the
majestic seal of Death ' No more
penury, no more pain or grief for
the pilgrim who had reached the
gates of the Eternal City. In the
stormy tumult of the tempestuous
December day she had died there,
all alone!
Like a marble statue, Juliet stood
gaziug down at her mother's serene
dead face gazing with dilated
eyes and white, quivering lips,
w hile Paul Clay's protecting arm up
held her tottering figure.
"Juliet, my dearest," he murmur
ed, in a voice half choked ' by emo
tion, "this is no time to speak to
you of the dearest wish of my heart;
but you are not alone I am with
you! Juliet, henceforward I have no
wish or care iu life that can be sepa
rated from you!"
Juliet seeme1 scarcely to hear lain;
indeed, she appeared quite uncon
scious of his presence, even thought
she could not have stood upright
without his assistance.
"Mother!" she moaned feebly,
"mother, and I was not beside you !
Oh, that cruel, cruel woman! If I
live for a thousand years, I never,
never will forgive her for what she
has this night brought upon me!"
And Juliet Elmer fainted iu the
strong arms that were as tender as a
woman's touch.
It was a brilliant March day, just
ten years after the dreary night
when Mrs. Elmer had died, and Ju
liet was sitting a fair, blooming
matron in the superbly furnished
drawing-room of her home in Bel
gravia, with two or three golden
haired children piaying around her
feet. The eldest, a lovely child of
seven, leaning against her shoulder,
with one hand playing with the
diamond arrow that sparkled in her
dark tresses, had blue, wistful eyes
like Paul Clay's; the others were
like her dark aud rosy.
"Mama, I don't wan t a governess,"
pouted little Paul. "I had rather
study with you!"
"But mamma has not time te hear
your lessons," said Juliet, smiling.
"And Aunt Rosa thinks you will
like this lady very much." "
"Wht is her name?"
"I don't know, my dear boy; she
will be here in a minute."
As she 6poke, the door was thrown
open, and Mrs. Clay rose with a gen
tle, reassuring smile to greet the ap
plicant for the situation of gover
ness, who advanced slowly iu a
dark eyed, haggard woman, with
hollow cheeks and a dress of worn
black silk. She started back as her
eyes met Mrs. Clay's sweet features.
"'Good beavcu&fit is Juliet El
mer. And Juliet knew that sh was
standing face to face with the wid
ow of John Angell, the bankrupt
broker, whose suicide had been a
nine days wonder in the city, but a'
few months since.
The moment for Juliet's revenge
had come. As she stood there look
ing at tho wan, haggard widow, the
past seemed to rise up before her,
as if it had been but yesterday the
trials, the woes, the agony, that she.
had lived down and well-nigh for
gotten. Ah, times were far different
with her now! I
Mrs. Angell cowed aud shrank
before J uliet's clear, calm eye, as if
she expected a scathing rebuke a
accrnfui dismissal. But as Juliet
saw her white cheeks and worn tea-1
tores, a heavenly pity came into her
heart, soft as the fl uttering wings of
the white dove, Peace: and she felt
no sensation but the mildest compas
sion towards the woman who had
once trodden her heart in the dust.
NO. 40.
"Sit down," she said, eently draw
ing forward a chair. "You must be
verv weary."
"Vou you never will engago me
for your governess!" faltered Mrs.
Angell, tasting now in all its bitter
ness, the cup she bad once held re
lentlessly to Juliet's lips.
"Why should I not?" asked Juliet,
calmly. "The children are quite
ready for their first lesson, Mr. An
gell." And she never alluded, by word
or glance, then or at any other time,
to the melancholy past. But when
Mra. Angell took her leave that
night, she beut and pressed her lips
almost passionately to Juliet's hand.
"If you had turned me away 1
must have starved," she rm inured
incoherently. "But you have for
given me. "Oh, it is only just that I
should suffer now!"
When little Paul came to his moth
er's side that night to learn his dai
ly Bible verse from the treasurea
volume on her knee, she turned the
leaves over with a grave, absent,
"Mamma," said the little fellow,
checking her hand, "you Lave lost
the place. My last verse was in
"I know it, Paul; but here is an
other verse that I wish to learn to
night, aud remember as long as you
Aud the boy, bending towards the
words indicated by lus moth-r's
slender finger, read ia low, reveut
tones: "Forgive, and he sxii be
The Tkce, Gekex, Old Agl.
I know not, indeed, a more beauti
ful spectacle iu the world, than an
old man who has goue, with honor,
through all its storms andi-onquests,
and who retains, to the last, the
freshness of feeling that adorned
his youth. This is tha true, green,
old age; this makes a southern win
ter of declining years, in which the
sunlight warms, though he hearts
have gone. Such are eve r welcome
to the young and sympathy unite,
while wisdom guides. The're is this
distinction , between respect and
veneration; the latter lias always iu
it something of oe.Jiidtcer Lyt
ton. Fpithalaiaiasa.
A harc-bi-n Enid its slender cup
To the azure biue of Ileavi n.
Tu" azure tinged and title' it up.
With Its hue from nature given;
And thus two hues grew iutoone,
N'urijJ ly shower aud genial sun.
A dew-drup, priiaed on fluivrriugsprar,
Hung In dyes or amethyst,
liieath it bloomed a Cown-t gay,
And the dew the flower kissed,
A flowret rare and sparkling dew
Together mingle, pure and tru .
I sav two w aves on oceau's breast,
'Xeath a cloudless, eonday sun,
And joyous moved they without rest.
Till they floated on in one.
May thus thy wedde djoys unite
And blend In heaven's pure light.
With what ardent love ought we
to regard the word of God as our en
lightening instructor and regulator.
It is necessary to receive, retain aud
improve it as a powerful means to
preserve us from fleahly lusts,
which war against both body and
soul. But terrible and fatal snares
are the flattering words and looks of
unchaste aud light women. His
impossible to avoid destruction if
once we are entangled by them. And
it is shocking that so many indulge
themselves in a crime so infamous
and destructive.
How Dick Took the Tcjhkevs.
A story is told of Dick, a darkey, in
Kentucky, who was a notorious
thief, so vicious in this respect that
all the thefts iu the neighborhood
were charged to him. Ou one occa
sion Mr. Jones, a neighbor of Dick's
master, called aud said that Dick
must be sold out of that part of the
country, for he had stolen all his
turkeys. Dick's master could not
think so. The two, however, went
into the field where Dick was at
work, aud accused him of the theft.
"Yon sto'e Mr. Jones' turkeys."
said the master.
"No, I didn't in-As-sa," responded
1 The Master persisted.
"Well," at length said Dick, "I'll
tell you, ma?a, I didn't teal dem
turkeys, but last night I went serosa
Mr. Jones' pasture, and saw one of
your rails on de fence, so I brought
home de rail, and when I come to
look, dare was nine turkevs on de
A Cooi Da t'G if tkk. There are
other ministers of love more con
spicuous than she, but none which a
gentler, lovelier spirit dwells, and
none to which the heart's warm re
quitals more joyfully respond. She
is the steady light of her lather's
house, ller ideal is iudissolubly
connected with thai of his fireside.
She is his morning sunlight and his
evening stsi. The grace, vivacity
aud tenderness of her sex, b ave their
E lace in the mighty sway which she
olds over his spirit. She is the
pride and ornament of his hospital
ity, and the gentle nurse in his sick
ness. For men to judge of their condi
tion bv the decrees of God which
are bid front us, and not by His
Word, which are near us and in our
hearts, is as if a man wandering in
a wide sea iu a dark night, when the
heaven is all clouded abov;, should
yet resolve to steer his course by the
stars which he can not see but only
guess at, and neglect tho compass,
which is at hand, and would ail'ord
him a much better and more certain
A Plavisai If.re.r.
From time immemorial it has
been held by many of the .weather
wise in MatrryCounty ((iod's coun
try) that it was never known to
rain at ntght during the mouth of
July. Last Wednesday night, how
ever, a heavy rain visited that sec
tion of the country doing the crops
infinite good, but hugelv disgusting
the sages who had argued so emphat
ically against the impropriety of
such demonstrations by the clerk
of the weather. The Farmer's
Club should take them in hand aud
compel them to recant theirplu vious
hereby. Union.
The little loving charities of daily
life preach loudly for Him who went
about doing good. The testimony
that it is for Jesus will make the
even tenor of the walk glorify Him;
whereas, if kindness and forbearance
be shown only to please ourselves,
or for the gratification of another,
they will be fitful, end witness noth
ing of the livinsr faith to proclaim
Him whose we are and whom we
The dews of-many a night of
weeping, and the scorching breath ot
many a furnace lire, pass over the
Word of Life in many souls before
it enter, into its power; therefore,
while we watch let us hope
in God. "Behold the husbandman
waitethforthe precious fruits of the
earth, and hath long patience for it,
until M recaires the early and latter
r . llama Industry
Under thio enlightened caption,
the Athens J'ost, in reference to a
certain factory in that thriving lit
tle town, makes some sensible and
appropriate remarks, which are
equally applicable everywhere in the
South. Here's the way that paper
states if
It scatters cot how humble the
man tor how small the effort, who
ever makes or manufactures any
thing at home, in our midst, is a pub
lic benefactor, and as such deserves
the largest encouragement.
For the Whig and Tribune.
That little cloud, how bright tt seems,
Mow floating o'er the distant west,
Enriched with the evening's mellowed
$low-fkding o'er its moantaia crest
That little cloud In tieauty dressed,
How many fairy things it owns,
X. radiant star seems half so tdessvtd,
Though wandering through etherfaJ
II ut see! the borrowed hues are fled,
And sit Its tranaivut charms decay;
Its form is passionless and dead,
And pa the pleasing dream of day.
o fade the light of mauy a dream.
stealii the joy from Manhood's glade,
And leaves o'er memory's varied scene
The leaden hue ot evening's shade.
Self-made men are generally keen
observers. Thev "study men, and
not books," as Patrick 'Henry did.
Not that they neglect books! and
make no ute of them, but books are
not their chief aids to success. All
the books in the world would not
make them successful without ob
servation and kindred qualities, by :
which the nature, tendency and re
lation of things are known- Call it
discrimination, discernment, pene
tration, if you will we mean all
tills by observation tbee being but
different modes of the same power.
The Arabian tale of the dervie will
Illustrate our meaning precisely.
A dervise wa traveling through
a desert alone when two merchants
met him.
"You have lost a camel," said he
to the merchants.
"Indeed we have," they answered.
"Was he not blind in his right eye
and lame in his left leg?" inquired
the dervise.
"lie was, certainly," replied the
"Had he not lost a front tooth?"
inquired the dervise still further.
"He had!" rebmied the men some
what surprised.
"And was he not loaded with hon
ey on one side and wheat on the
"Surely he was." they answered,
thinking they were about to recover
the lost animal; "and since you Lave
seen him so lately, and marked him
so particularly, you can, in all proba
bility couduct ns to him."
"My friends," responded the der
vise, "I have never seen your camel,
nor even heard of him, but from
"A pretty story, truly," said the
merchants; "but where are the jew
els which formed a part of his
"1 have neither seen your camel
nor jewels," repeated the dervise.
By this time tho suspicions of the
merchants were aroused, aud they
seizrsd the dervise, hurried him into
court, and tried in vain to convict
him of robbery. Failing in that,
thf y had him arrested and tried a a
sorcerer, but to no purpose. He
was acquitted, when Le thus ad
dressed the court:
,'l have been much amused at
your surprise, and own there has
been some ground for your sus
picions; but I Lave lived long aud
alone, and can find ample scope for
observation tvt-n in a desert. I
knew that I hat1; crossed the track of
a camel that had strayed from its
owner, because I saw no mark of
any human footstep on tho same
route. I knew that tho animal wae
blind in oue eye, because it had
cropped the herbage only on oue
side o( the path. 1 perceived that
it was lame in one leg from the faint
impression made by that particular
foot upon the sand. I concluded
that the animal had lost oue tooth,
because, wherever it had grazed, a
email tuft of herbage was left unin
jured In the middle of its bits. As
to that which composed the burden
of the beast, the busy ants informed
me that it was corn ou one side, and
the clustering flies that it was honey
on the other."
That is what we mean by obser
vation. Successful men, whether
merchants, artisans, philojpjthersor
statesmen, possess it; and not a few
persons regard them as the favorites
of fort una very lucky toilers iu
contrast with the host of "unfortu
nates" around. Mauy people seem
to think that luck constitutes the
thief difference between successful
men and the opposite class, unless it
is where a sort of legerdemain or
sorcery lifts them to the highest pin
nacle of fame. This is a very super
ficial view of life and labor, and he
who entertains it is doomed to fail
ure. The inspired penman was
right when he declare!, "i'A icite
t.tem's eye are in his head1' not in
his elbows or feet, though many act
as if they were. Iu other words,
the "wise man" is a careful observ
er; he possesses this faculty of com
prehending the nature and reason of
things. He views things as he
ought, both in business and morals.
His eyes t?ing just as they ought to
be, and being used just as they
should be used, the result good
success. Not that observation alone
insures success; but this is one of
the leading indiupensable elements
ofsuccess. JOue mau possesses a
higher type of it than another by
nature; but all may cultivate it as
they cultivate other powers.
In daily life we notice a sinking
difference among men at this point.
Ten men observe a steam engine
only to admire its novelty, while one
studies each valve and screw, until
he understands, in a good degree,
the principle ou which it is con
structed. Ten travelers pass thro'
the country without noticing special
peculiarities, while one observes
each tree, flower, hill, valley and
river. One purchaser discovers the
least defect iu the cloth or other ar
ticle while he ii buying, while an
other makes a purchase with
out noticing defects at all.
One reader skim over a book catch
ing only its general drift, while an
other criticises style, expression and
thought; i- rs.pt with its beauties
and sensitive to itsfaults. One
scholar commits hia lessons parrot
like, no disposition to understand
the-rAyiaud wherefore, while an
other studies and inquires until he
comprehends the reason of all that
ho learns; one masters each brunch
of study, and the other does not.
In these and kindred examples can
be traced the prominence and ue
of this faculty clear back to child
hood. Newton was the youthful in
ventor of the kite and windmill.
Other boys knew how to use them;
he knew how to make them. Others
cared only for the sport they fur
uished; he cared for the principles
behind the sport. Galileo was a
toy-uieuder in his boyhood. All the
boys in the neighborhood resorted
to him for assistance when their
toys were reduced to vrecks. W
knew just how to repair them; th
did not. The power of observati
ws large in him, but small iuthe
The celebrated Ferguson owed I
triumph as much to observation
to any oue thing. In bovhood .
learned how to make a dock by e
amining his father's. Then ha c
sired to know how to construe!
watch. He could not comprehe
the motion principle of the watt
though he knew something of -mechanism.
About that time a ge
tleman was passing his fathei
house on horseback, and stopped
inquire the way of young Ferguso
Alter giving the information rl
quired, the lad asked for the privi
cge of looking Into the watch. Hi
curiosity was gratified, when the
boy inquired:
"What makes that box go round0"
"A steel spring," replied the gen
tleman. How can a steel spring in a box
turn it around so as to wind up all
the chain?" inquired the lad. in.
question was answered, but th
boy said, "I don't see through it
"Well, my young friend," contin
ued the accommodating gentleman
take a long, turn mere of k.i.
bone; hold oue end of it et.
your finger and thumb, and wind it
around your finger; it will then en
deavor to unwind itself; and if you
fix the other end of it to the inside
of a small hoop, and leave it to iu
sen, jtvtiu turn tno noop round and
round, and wind up a thread tied to
inn ouisiue.
Tho whole thing ws plain to him
now. He went to work and con
structed a wooden watch, which ht
put Ia case about the size of a te.
cnp. ...
To be sure, these are remarsraojc
cases, bnt an observation akin to
the foregoing is inJpcnhble to suc
cess in every pursuit. Each callicg
of life opens a wide field for iu ex
ercise. It aids the merchant, as it
did the late Amos Lawrence, to un
derstand the market and signs of
the times; to read the characters of
customers, and avoid impostors; asd
to master the laws of trade. A
merchant wiii accomplish liltl-j with
out it. .. .
In morals it is no less important..
It enables the young man to see the
tendency of particular acts, to un
derstand that vicious courses are
the result of departure from certain
fixed and well-understood princi
ple. Amos Lawrence to whom
allusion has beea made one of the
merchant princes of Boston twenty
years ago, once wrote to a college
student about five boys who were
in the store at Groton with him in
his vouth: ....
"The five boys were in tho habit,
every forenoon, of making a drink
compounded of rum, raisins, sugar,
nutmeg, etc., with biscait, to eat
and drink. After being in the store
four weeks, 1 found myself admou
isbed by my appetite of the approach
of the hour for indulgence. 1'hink
inir the habit might mke trouble if
allowed to l.row stronger, without
further apolosry to my seniors, I de
clined partfeking with them. My
first resolution was to abstain for a
week, aud when the week was out
for a month, and then for a year. -Finally,
I resolved to abstain for the
rest of my apprenticeship, which
was five yeai's longer. During that
whole period I never drank a spoon
ful, though I mixed gallons daily
(liquors were sold in the store) for
my old master and his customers. I
decided not to be a slave to tobacco
iu any fornu though 1 loved the odor
of it. I haie never smoked a cigar;
never chewtd but one quid, and that
was before I was fifteen; and never
took an ounce of snuff, thogh the
scented rapnee of forty years ago
had groat charms for me." Now, I
say to this simple fact of startin.
just right am I indebted, with God's
blessing on my labors, for my pres
ent position, as well as that of the
numerous connections around nie."
The same is true of other forms
of evil. In our populous towns and
cities there are large numbers of
ycung men ruined because they
thought only of present gratifica
tion instead of future results. Tho
billiard-table, gaming-board, thea
ter and kindred allurements, multi
ply Heir victims with the assist
ance of that lacli of discern nicnt or
discrimination which tails to mark
the legitimate tendency of such
amusements. Keener observation
would have shown tbem that the
needle does not point to the po.e
more certainly than these things lead
to vice and ruin. No wonder thnt
"one in four of young men who go
to the city for a fortune turn out
ily tho scald of a fish, Arassiz run
tell to what species of the tinny triln;
it belongs, liy a piece of tone or a
single tooth Owen will describe tho
animal of which it was once a pas';
So tha "wise man" whoe "eyes are
in his head," as the highest authori
ty declares, predicts that particular
acts will lead inevitably to certain
An Oregon toast over a glass of
the ardent: "Here's what makes tis
wear old clothes." .;
Patrick Burns, of fit,. Louis, sen
tenced to be hung foi murder, wan
pardoned by the Governor, but re
fuses to accept tho pardon, and will
be hung on the 31st.
Philosophers tellf. us that tlu
world revolves on iu nicies, and Josh
Billings tells us that fail half th3
folks on the earth think they are the
Iowa contains a venerable couple
who were married in 1798, and who
are nearly two hundred and five
years old collectively.
The Boston Potd says: "Stephens
fiuils himself robustenough to write
a five column leader." Y'c, but he
has found nobody robust enough to
read it.
That funny fellow, Billings, says
"Good whistlers ar getting putty
ikarsc; Reventy-dve- y-ars ago they
were plenty, but thl-cire tew git.
rich or tew hold oil: has luke alt
the pucker out ot this honest aud
chereful amuzeineut." . . -
Brighant Young wear hi" hair in
ringlets the old sinner: imJ he Rot
royally drunk on his List .hirth-duy,
so it ii; said. Imagine the jolly old
codger singLiig 'Champagne Charley
hie is my name,' to hia seventy
wives and three hundred children,
and boisterouHly sastiring thern that
ho 'won't go hums till morning.'
Mate Gazttle.
An interior paper lulls about a
girl who hated her suitor to such au
extent that., when he tailed to see
heron Suudiy evening, she threw
both her arms about his tiec'i and
squeezed him almost to death. The
youth was so alarmed that he didn't
call again until the next evening.
A very smart boy, on his return
from college attempting to prove
that two were equal to three.
Pointing to a roasted chicken on the
table, h said: "Is not that oue?"
and then pointing to another: "is
not that two; a;i do 'iiot one and
two make three?" Whereupon hi
father said: "Wife, yoa take one
and I'll take the other, and ocr smart
boy caa have the third for Lis tin
ner." Miss Francis L. Roberts, a strong
minded literary female woman of
Chicago, writes of Mrs. McFarland
Richardson, who is about to become
a citizen of that place: "She is one
of the love'icst women I have ever
known, and 1 do not wonder that
for her a good man was willing to
die. 1 think I should be willing for
such a woman." As Miss Roberts
is willing to die forMrB. McF.-R.,
and as it is imposssble for anybody
else ta be unwilling for her to "do it,
why the duco doesn't she order up
the strychnine?
The man who didn't believ e in ad
vertising has gone into partnership
with the sheriff, aud -the latter U
now doing the advertising.
Here's a marriage for you: "Mm--'
red At Flititstooe,by the Rev. Mr!
Windstone, Mr. Nehemiah Sand
stone, and Miss Wilheiniina Whet
stone, both of Limestone. Look out
for briiiLrione and little whetstones
A correspondent of an agricultu
ral paper asks:"Where can wool be
profitably grown?" We are of the
opinion that there is no place where
it can more profitably be grown
than on the back of a sheep.
finniA men are made worse by trial.
It is terrible to watch sorrow as it
sours the temper and works out in
to malevolence and misanthropy.
I Come as I Wkht. It was a
touching incident which fell under
the notice of a christian lady lately
atarailway sU-tioa. the lawtbus
band bear hia Invalid wife in his
arms from tho car. As clasping his
nock si le was thua bcrae t a carriage
she remarked to u friend who stood
near, iu tones of uuexpected cheer
fulness, "You see I come as I weut."
Weak and helpless she had gene,
weak rud helpless she had returned;
but alike in going and oniiug sha
had rcs'ed within tho strong arm
of him who loved her. And is Una
not the daily experience of every
saint? Row feeble in kimself, yet
how upborne of Christ! "Without
me ye can do nothing," says the
voice of Jeus. "I can do all thifigs
through Christ who strengthened
me," exclaims the apostle. "When
I ain weak, then am 1 Btrous."

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