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Am I wor rchflun' oV h ntwono k -- -In (Jrontoy Aitlchyiird U alwoue, J A llttlo inula ritn hp wl' prido To r.oe'mo tlion i uh'd aile A bunch o beiinnt that did bldo '-.' r A vitho lior father, a ue saM, J'ut np nbovo litir mother's lioad, To toll ho nfuoh ho lovod lier. 1 ' " The vw li!ilJlfl,Tiit rorj- BHd, ! ! j F ' I atood au! Wii'd on ylioro atood; . , . "Mld(iollWarliiai'y,Kl'im(heac 1 . To vlnd, liko tligo. bolter Plejf Wbnro I wootlco moroinldscd thy fuuco,' AbriuftJIlychilUrannptolinow 1 ,.v. Ilia ttortf, tlmt tlioy mid oome an' show -TliyouHHw inuoli I lov'd thee." - l II : IU'' r H .;' W hero's fathor, tlion' Yeald, " my clillo?'' " Uch'J)cA" tliu ailHWcrod wf af niD j j 'An' iVh'Wfithor 3 Im do bldo At llettyWlHWIo't'ortiorfclde " " O' nxuJ.I''"" MUi llmycliilo," Icried, " Thill's fsthof Ui i lie fatherliws, " llncome thy luthur now, an' blcas, A W fco"J'. "Y lea1, and ipve the," t . TliouKlfiiiio'vo lnt, I thought, so much, Htilfll)i,Mtf thil thought o't touch, , , .lior ll(j1u!(H by Uuyaji'bnght;.' j i 'J , . . Au' oo, if we could toako It right, , , , 4o 8hnw He'll jrleako his burdens light T6wko.doul, an' that HU smile 1m Mwoot upon a harmless clillo, "WHen tlioy bo Uoad that lov'd it. . , The School-boy's Lament. 'AAV, ' -U. i 1 V-A'" Toaoli, that'll, teach, jfr (i 'H On ooryduy of tlio week, , n Andtlira8lvthruab,.thrMh, ;A.. utU Krom ypur Uad down to your foot. , , ,.,u Jtcading and spoiling and writing, . - l4 , Grammar and gou-ogrnphy, AtlWaU in ttrod can bo. 1 ' - Writo, writcwrllo, "'"""'' : ' The moment you're out of line, A " And write, wrltoi write, ( i ,;.- Until It In hulf-puHt nine; . Scratch and Hcribblo and scrawl, Atid blot and blur andsmoar ' '' Till tho toachorcomog ' - Ami wiji uj yvvthuiuba, -ArrtI fnakea yoh feel ever so queer. ' ' Work, wojwX&X'O tr i Xj -H C Your exuiniiloH until cloven, And work, worT, work," ' ' " your example at homo till sevon I'oundH and Ounce hnd drams, .' ' ', Jrms and ounces and pounds, , Till you got so mad, , . ... '.' V, ou uio alwuys glad - When the bell for recess sounds. It In, oh I for a beautiful placo, WhoroUBver, a autmol Jionijo is, y And it'Aoh-t for a happy land , 1 r " Where never a toucher : lives j , ,' "WhDfo tops, tiiarhles, and kites grow Wild, And a follow can holler and shout, And there's never a book, ! i But b oozy-nook -H For to llsh and to swim about. i '-' - '' And it's oh t for the happy timo W heo I get W be a man, A mfl oan whistle and Jump, AudbeatOn anoldtln-iianj When I c)in put crooked pins ' Down on tho next boy's seat, . And lean put iukon his face , i " With ncyor.afe'Ki'Wholjotttrr;'- Jump and whistle and pranuo, A nd holler and .yell U1 shout, ? . , . Aid new a one J J. i i ""Tospull tin? fiin, Vor to koop mo from going1 birt. : " ; Richmond DUpatch. arAUit'Wiinj's LATEST. The ltemnrkable Stories He Heard Relat ed On ft Ilecent Voyage at Sea. " Jok"i horo! What d' yougivQ your hoM fopth botsP" " ' ' " 1 g1fl??i'Jint V turpefitlneV f Nert'tmy?'Look a" here! I give my boss afitltv'f turpehtino, V it killed him 's dead 'a it lmminer.'' . - " So it dijiJxiipO."A . . lllJ.r.i: TUB CAPTAIN'S VOQ 8TOKY. -If 1 here was n dog in Dublin who be liovoJ iiilhe. Cuuard liuo. That dog knew the whistle of the jackass-steamer which towed tho Cuimrdera into dock Wlionfever that iiarticular whistle blew ho would hear it and recognize it, no matter if it was a, mile awajv He would quit wfcit(jver.)ijw.j about, whethej it wasa uairoi-a nTit,' and niako for tho harbor., Well, every body on tho line irot U"knc5 hliQ Kiid eyei-y co)k felt bound' M gl'o jilm' a' bono. ' Well, that was li:it hn txuectedi and what kept up Uiiruiorestvr H wa; just a stockr holder, you fee, looking sharp auor nis dividends. But at last ho met a most extraordinary fat, such as no other dog ever did meet, to the best of my knowl . edgo and belief. . He had just got his regular ration '-when another, dog, a much bigger bea.-t, pitched into him, gave him a most fearful mauling, and took aw ay his dividend. Now, what do you Mippoo that dog did? You can't imagine, lie hobbled siraigni uown to ; die dock, and jumped in and drowned: himself. It's a solemn fact, upon honor. He wasa'dogof great intelligence and j high Irish feeling. When he got licked ou the Cunard dock, and lost his Cunanl tnne U'Mdcs, he couldn't want j to live any longer, and he just commit ted suicide. t uk eriwikos's voo stort. There is a very knowing dog, and also a very grateful one, in Newhaven, England. I am acquainted with his ex?, because I am on duty there, and see the cremtnre frequently. This dog, nra roust nndcrsUnd, U a Dalmatian, J . . i i I.:. or !t)K)Uel oocn-agt wnica .hii-v the more remarkable, for the broed is not noted for brains. Generally speaking, its accomplishments are lim ited to sleeping by your horse . in,' the stable, and jumping at his nose when he is on the road.; Well, this Dalmatian foil blind; he had a cataraot on ' both eyes. . He ."went ' groping ' nbout the stroeU and tumbling into gutters, until he stirred up tho compasnion of my brother In' surgery, Beach. Beach, by tho way.care.vnotbipg for dogs; heas no fondrtcss tlr ihe'm whatever. " But he said it was a pity to , see this wretch struggling in that stylo, it, the thing could be helped".' Sd he got hold of his subject), had him tlod and chloroformed,' operated ori hi Wand removed tho cat aracts. The sight, in short, was restor ed completely. Ever since then this Dalmatian haa beqn a monster of grati tude, and absolutely worships and haunts and ' bores his benefactor. It isn't becauso Beach feeds him. Not at all. Beash isn't of that'sort. He is not a dog-fancier nor a dog-prpviderd He might think a dog.wanted aiuopera-. tion, but he would never think ho want eda bon.i Well, . all tha eame, the Dalmatian adores him. He is a savage brute ; he will bite any body else, inchwl irig his, master, but froth. IJeach he' "will tako any sort pf majtroatment., Perhaps the most curious thyig about the case is that he keeps some account of time, and knows the days of ;the week, and the hours. of , . the day. , i This ' is t yery extraordinary, of , course, but- .it is absolutely certain. ' Beach, you must understand, lives out of . town,1 and only comes In twice a week to attend fjo his duties there', once on Wednesday, n't 10 in 'the morning, and once on Satur day, at 3 in the afternoon. Well", his old patient, never' fails to meet him on the right day and at the correct time, just as accurately as though all Dalma tians were horn' ''with chronometers in their mouths. He nevor mistakes one day for , another, , and never goes on j eitner aay at ine wrong nour., as duhvu drives in, the dog meets hint a little way out, follows him through' his round, sits or stands by him, watches him devoted ly, attends him homeward a certain dis tance, and then leaves him. Nobody can call him off, not even his, master. By tho way, if Beach comes to town by some unusual road, and so misses the dog, the latter ' immediately sets up a persistent search for him, going in suc cession to every one of his haunts, and. among them to my quarters. How he has learned that Beach and I have some relation to each other, I don't know; but he has learned it perfectly, and is just as mindful of it as either of us. Once I undei-took, just for the curiosity of the thing, to detain him in my office. I put my arms around him and held on with all my strength. The result was that, after a violent tussle, I found, my self on the floor, and the big brute, was off like lightning after his dear Beach. Any body else would have been'hadly bitten. He only spared me out of con sideration for my obvious relations and my supposed intimacy with his benefac tor. Now, the beast's gratitude is per haps nothing remarkable ; a great many dogs show affection and remembrance of kindness. But how upon earth does that Dalmatian know the day of the week and the time of day P THE MERCHANT'S STOKY. Yes, it was rather a - curious start I had In business. The first thing I did, after having saved a little pile of mon ey, was to set up a snanty in oioux uuy. I had all sorts of traps to allure Indians, and I wanted to buy any kind of pel tries, soalps excepted, 'i But I was a new arrival,' and the noble red man couldn't believe in me without help, and. I found trade rather dull. Late one night.hbw ever, as I was sleeping among my stock, there came a tremendous hanging at my door; and when I unbarred it there was a tall fellow who seemed to me a little dmnk ; and said he, "I want a butcher knife." , . , " All right. Come in," said I' ' ' " I want a reliable one," says he. "I want it to kill a man with.. ' Give me a good strong handle. I want a knife that I can put in and turn it round." Says I, "I think I can suit you. Walk in and tako a look." I knew him by that time. He was a Virginian, a splendid-looking fellow, and belonged to a good family, as I un derstood. But he had gone wild on the frontier, and had been forced to herd with the Indians. The consequence was that he spoke their language and was a person of influence among them. Well, I felt a little doubtful about his inten tions, not knowins but what I was the man he was after; but all the same, I j Beautiful views every place you land at, got out my stock of tools and showed and plenty of fine fishing and shooting, them. There was one, nearly two feet When I sailed there I used to go ashore long, which I had bonght for a cheese-; at eTery port, and rtroll off into the knife. Says I, "I think that woud ma- j country with either my gun or my fish s wot your purpose. ing tackle. In the course of one of Ye, I should think it might," says 1 those tramps, a few miles out of Medina, he. "How "much is it ?" ! I had a curious adventure. On coming I told hira the price about four shillings, I think. j "I'll take it," says he, "But! have notany money,',ii.viiiii . i i Under the, circumstances, seeing he had the knife, in his fist and was ready to turn it around,,? thought , ;I ( hftd bet ter trust him. , i , I " You'd better not," says hq, , fYou don't know me from any olhe , i gentle man." ,.. !; m " But I've got to trust yon," says I. "You've got the butcher-knife by the handle, and I'm at the sharp end itj. Besides,' I believe I can trust you.',', l( ; j' Off he went, and I heard no, more of him for a time, not even whether he had killed a man. But some weeks later he put in 'an appearance and 'paid for .the knife; V',X ' ' . And nowj ; youngster," says , he, like the. way you treated, ma when I roused you out for that.. trade. i iTou didn't show the- white feather. I S6me men, hustled tip at that time of nigh'l, would have been scared."u'Bu you' be haved every jroy like a gentleman' an4 now I want.to behave to ,youaS' one. There are some Indians coming in to day, and I'll bring them to your shanty to traae. nave you goi any rum r : j -; 1 rl hadn't any rum; I didn't keep it.. i "Well," says he, "We mustA have some rum. No rumr, no Injun. Give me a couple of dollars." ' " T-' 1 " ' ' I cave him the money, and he went off. t. When he .oadto back he had a demijohn full of drink', 'and some tum blers. An hour or so later the Indians appeareu, some two nunuieu ui uiem. First came the" warriors with their rifles bows and toniahawks ; then followed the squaws, stooping almost to the ground under their loads. " My mart ' halted tliem, but they didn't want to trade with me they didn't know me.'1 There was a long palaver,: and at last ho threat ened to kill some of them if they didn't follow his friendly advice ; and the end of it was that they gave in, , to save a quarrel. They crowded into my little shop, and drank my demijohn empty, and bought ' my stock clean out, and filled me full of peltries. I made $2,500 that season, and went off in high spirits to lose it somewhere else, and then to pick it up again. As for the Virginian, I lost sight of him, and never learned how he ended. I didnVeven inquire whether he put his butcher-knife in and turned it around. It seemed to me too delicate a subject. THE CAPTAIN'S GHOST STORY. i We had lost a man overboard, and of course eveiy body was thinking of him. About two hours later, just at dusk, there was a Portugee sailor at the helm, and I was standing near him watching the ship's course. Of a sudden this Portugee let out the most fearful yell that I ever hoard in my life, broke away from the helm, flew along the deckhand plunged into the fo'c'sle. I caught the wheel myself and bawled to the mate to bring that man back. He rushed for ward, and was gone a devil of a while. When " he returned, he said the man wouldn't come. , "Won't come!" says I. "That's a pretty story to tell on board ship. Why don't you make him come P" " But I can't," says the mate.' " He held on to the stanchions like a vise. He says he'll die before he'll come." So, thinking the Portugee had gone mad, I ordered up another man. But this second steersman had scarcely got to his post before he too let off a screech and broke for the fo'c'sle. ' By Jove, I didnt know what to make of it; I began to think there was some disease aboard, some sort of a catching frenzy. I took the helm again. But just as I was won dering whether I would have to steer the ship across the ocean myself, I chanced to turn my eye windward, and I saw something. You must remember that it was dusk, and in fact pretty dark ish. Well, through that darkness I saw a white object rise over the tafirail, wave at me in a threatening way, and drop again as if into the sea. Now, I never did believe in ghosts, never, even in my childhood. ' But for one moment I was thoroughly startled ; I thought the drowned sailor was there. The next moment the object rose again, and I dis covered what it was. It was not a ghost, it was the cabin table-cloth. The steward had hung it over the side to dry, and the wind now and then lifted a corner of it, . THE OTHER CArTAIX'S BBIOAKD STORY. It is a lovely country, the Mediter ranean shore, every spot of it,every mile of it. Ever been there ? Isn't it a beau tiful country? If ever I get off duty I mean to take a trip to those regions ev- i ery winter on the vessels of our line back from a fishingbout I found myself I tired, and stopped at a little wayside '. tn into a. 1ml tin of wine. There J fell into conversation with an Italian, a nice-looking fellow enough and very pleasant In his manners. That' man spoke English as well as I'did ;' he had been in America, he said;' learned his English there: ' I liked hint so well that I gave him a cigar, and then another, and shared my wine with him. We were sitting under the porch in front of the tavern, and evory thing around us was pretty, and I had an agreeable , half hour. "At last ! looked afmy watch, found It was getting late,' and said I mustgoi " ' "'. "Let me see that' watch," says the Italian. ' '' I handediifc to him;, it; was a nice watoh; there is the very one now..- He looked at it, gave it back to me, smiled, and said, If you hadn'tj been so polite to me,"I would have taken that watch away from you." , , . 1 ; Well,' you See what my build Is1';' . I can Stand a'pretty good tussle. 1 I smiled at him,' and said I, " I 'don't believe that you could take that watch."1 '" "r" Ah,"- says he, '" I wouldn't have taken it; but I'll show you who woahL" With that he gave a whistle ; and upon my soul and' honor, il five'orsix armed' men didn't start up i;around ust two pi them, if you'll believe it, from behind a wall just across the road.. . After he had let me look, at them he gave another whistle, and they all Went to' cover;, i ' "Good evening, sir,' l?aid he.' wish you a pleasant' journey.' " i .. iGfOod evening, sir, said , ly, and started for Messina.' - i . : I, i : i ' THE NEClRO SAILOR'S STOEf . ' a Wali, wah1,' wah V:See that "young un tryin' to liff that anchorP That reminds met 'Mylittle gal see a rook in the field 'bout's big's a long-boat. " Oh, pa," says she,'" mayn't I have that rock to kerry home, 'n' build, a house with it?" !,',, Jes's lieve," says I. ,Wah, wah, wah! Atlantic for December. v Arctic Cold. 1 .i.-!-,. i-lT 7 : 'I " 1 1 When sndw becomes hard as rock, its surface takes a granular consistence like sugar. When it lies with its massive wreaths frozen in, the form of billows our steps resound, as we walk over them, with the sound of a drum. The ice is so hard that it emits aringlng sound ; wood becomes wonderfully hard, splits, and is as difficult to cut as bone; butter be comes like stone; pieat must be split, and mercury may be fired as a bullet from a gun. If cold thus acts on things without life, how much more must it in fluence living organisms and the poWer of man's will! " Cold lowers the heat of the pulse, weakens the bodily sensa tions, diminishes the capacity of move ment and of enduring great fatigue. Of all the senses, taste and smell most lose their force and pungency, the mucous membrane being in a constant state . of congestion : and : ' excessive secretion. After a time a decrease of 'muscular! power is also percepti ble. If one is exposed suddehly1 to an excessive degree of cold, involun tarily one shuts the mouth and breathes through the nose ; the cold air seems at first to pinch and pierce the: organs of respiration. The eyelids freeze even in calm weather; and to prevent their clos ing, we have constantly to clear them from ice, and the , beard alone is less frozen than other parts of the body, be cause the breath as it issues from the mouth falls down as snow. Snow-spectacles are (dimmed by the moisture of the eyes, and, when the thermometer falls 37 degrees (C) below zero they are as epaque as frost-covered windows. The cold, however, is most painfully felt in the soles of the feet when there isJ ft cessation 'of exercise. ' Nervous weakness, torpor, and drowsiness fol low; which explains the connection which is usually found between resting and freezing. The most ' important point, in fact, for a sledge party, which has such exertions to make at a very low temperature, is to stand still as lit tle as ' possible. 1 The excessive cold which is felt in the soles of the feet dur ing tho noonday rest is the main reason why afternoon marches make such a de mand on the moral power. Great cold also alters the character ef the excre tions, thickens the blood, and increases the need of nourishment from the in creased expenditure of carbon. And while perspiration ceases entirely the se cretion of the mucous membranes of the nose and the eyes is permanently in creased, and the urine assumes almost a deep red color. At first the bowels are much confined, a state which, after con tinuing for five and sometimes eight days passes into diarrhea. The bleach ing of the beard under these influence i is a curious fact. The Land Within IM Arctic Circle. Cicero writes, Nothing maintains its bloom forever;" but it must be said that toper's bom holds on remarkably well. lie Wanted a Doctor. '' j ' 'T f i One night last week a' jolly oldGer. man farmer rode to Chestnut Hill from Whitemarsh after a physjcjlan for hU wife, who was very sick. He'disniount. ed from his horse, hi, front of a saloon just as the boys inside had begun to make merry over the first keg of beer. He approached and looked cautiously around the screen. Tfto foaming giagg. es were held high above the heads of the revelers,, as one of the number pro. nounced tt toast appropriate to'1 the oo. casion. , ,, , ,, The silent watcher licked , his lip and wished his errand had been one not re quiring so much dispatchMIe was turn, ing reluctantly away, when the crowd saw him., , . ' '', ',',' .'" , "Hallo!". , they -shouted, ' there's Fritz. Bring him in !' ' He was; laid hold- jup'oh land, hauled up to the bar, all the while protesting. "Poysyl was in a quickj,. hurry.: Ole vooman sick lik der tuyvel. I v0 come mit der - toctor; sooner as light nin'!" .7; ' '"Well, you can take'somo beer while you're here, and kill two birds with one stone," was the reply., ri ' " Yaasi I kill von chicken mit a coople of stones, und der.ole vooman die mifc. outdertoctor, I don't forget myself of it,ehP",i... 1. !.) : (a -ii , Oh, she won't die. ,You don't get beer often, and you've got the ole wo man all the time. Fill 'em up again." ,." Yaas, I got her all der time, but ex pose she go;dade, I don't get her any more somedimeSi- It's better to go mit dor 'toctor, seldom'right away." But he didn't go. As one glass after another, was forced upon him by the reckless crew, the object of his errand was floated further and further from his vision, until it was carried out of his mind altogether, and his voice, untinged with anxiety, joined in the drinking songs, and arose above all others. Thus he was found by his son, late that night. , The boy grasped him by the sleeve, and said: v, . , , ' Fader, cooni home."., .1 , , ., Fritz turned, and at the sight of his boy a great fear ..arose in his mind, swept , away the . fumes of the beer and bronght him to a sense of the situ ation. In an awe-stricken tone he asked: "Yawcub, how you was come here; vas somedings der matter P" " Yaw," replied the boy. "Veil, spoke up aboud it. Vas der ole vooman wasyour mudder is she . dadeP t,I qan ,shtand dem best..jDon't keep your fader in expense, poy.:. Shpid it out. . Vas ve a couple pf .orphanses, YawcubP" ... .., " Ncin," answered the boy, " you vas .anuder. , A leedle baby coom mit ter house.';' .,,,,. . . . , . ,. . 1 Frits was overcome for a moment, but finally stammered out: ; ,i " Vos dot so? -1 expose it was not so soon already. Veil veil, in der middle of life, we don't know vat's to turn next up. Man exposes and Cott supposes. Fill up der glasses." The boy ventured to ask the old man why he had not sent the doctor. ' "Vy did she want a tocterP Petter she told me so. I got him pooty quick. Navare mind, I safe more as ten dollar toctor-bill on dat baby. Dot vos a good child. Fill up der glasses. Whoo ray for dat little buck baby! ' Ve von't go home till yesterday." ' Fritz got home at last, and was in Chestnut Hill again after a couple of days after some medicine. . The boys couldn't get him again, though he said to them: "You bate I tens to my peesness now." Philadelphia Bulletin: During the past summer a school in a district in the 'town of Ira, Cayuga N. Y., was attended ' by the teacher without a single scholar being present. The teacher, a young lady who lives near the school-house,' was hired by the trustees against tho wishes of the people generally in the district, and they re fused to send their children. The father of the teacher compelled his daughter to go to the school-house five days in a week, and stay there the reqnired num ber of hours each day. - The young lady complied with her father's demand, and during the entire 13 weeks was the sole occupant of the desolate school-edifice. At the end of the term her wages were collected. '' ' The whole amount of premium money won at the horse races the past season is $350,538. Of this Pierre Lorillard has won $59,397, or nearly one-sixth, while George L. Lorillard follows with $39,937, which is over one-eleventh of the whole amount. The average of the best 13 is nearly $,000, so that between these 15 stables four-sevenths of the money has been urn red, leaving about JljU.UA) to be divided np among nu merous other. Goldsmith Maid ha earned her owners $325,0u0 all told.