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Poetry.
Poetry. PLAIN LANGUAGE FROM TRUTHFUL
JAMES.
[TABLE MOUNTAIN, 1876.]
Which I wtrt to remark -r
: And my language plain
Tbat tor wr that ere dark 3
And for tricks that are rain.
- The aaetbaa Chinee ia pacoliar.'
Wfclci the auna I would riaa lo explain
Ah Kb wen Ma name:
Andlehell-netdeny w
re regard (he same
- What that him niK4 ww
But his amile k via peaslvs an! child-Ht', .
; Aa I freqoeat remarked to Bill My
It wee August the third;
ana quite eort waa the ak
Whtoh lt might be Inferred
That Ah tea iraa likewise;
Tet ha play ad tt that day uponWniiim
. And me Is a way I despise. .
Whloh we had a email ganse,
- And Ah Stn took a hand 4
B waa Kttchre. The aame
He did not understand :
But he smiled aa he est bj the table.
was ooua-iue ana ews.
Tet the caxde thpywere stocked!
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in a war anas i gneve.
And my f eehnga were ahooked
At the Mate of Rye 'a sleeve:
Which waa atailed foil of aces i
. And the aaaee with intent to daeetve.
Bat the hands that were played
By that heathen Chine.
And the points that he made, "
Ware quit frightful to see
Till at last he pat down a legM bower, '
- Which the aame Hye had dealt onto me.
Then I looked p at Kye, .
And ha gaaed upon me;
And he roae with a -'
And aaid, Oan thla be J "
We are rained by Ohineaeteheap labor"
And ha went for that heathen Chinee,
la the seen that ensued
I did not take a aand.
But the floor it waa strewed
Like the leavee on the strand
Wlto the oarde that Ah Sin bad been hldlnj.
In the game "he did not understand."
In hia sleeves, whloh ware long;
He had twenty-four irirka
Which waa eomlng it atrong,
Tet I state but the fx. , . ..
And we f Hind on his mule, whloh wars taper.
" am unKU Ul ipfS Miai B WU.
Which Is why I remark, '
And my language la plain,
Hint for waya that are dark,
And for tricka that are vain, '
Th e haethen Calnee is peculiar
Which the aame I am free to maintain.
Orerlaad Monthly.
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Selected Miscellany.
Selected Miscellany. THE WAY OF ESCAPE.
Selected Miscellany. THE WAY OF ESCAPE. BY T. S. ARTHUR.
My heart ached for the wretched man.
His debauch Was over; his nerves unstrung;
the normal sensibilities of a fine moral na
ture, quickened, after a brief torpor, into
man acute perceptions, tinea a haggard
utoei oucn nopeiess eyeai l see tne pic
ture now as a haunting spectre.
"Let the memory of this hour! so bur-
aenea Dy pain and repenteooe, be as a wall
of defense around 70s in all the future, " I
aid.
He looked at me drearily. Slowly shak
ing am neaa, nw replied:
"euoh memories are no defence. Uv
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sum u iiui ui weai. tt nen temptation as
ftils, they fall away, and I am at the mer
oy of mine enemy, who rushes in, like s
Hungry wolf, to kill and to destroy."
"la
there no help for you then?" I auk.
evl
He shut his eyes and was very stiU. If
an artist could have seen his face then.
ana nutnnuiy caugnt Its expression, those
who looked upon the image must have felt
Bnah rits la thai, ari .i m.i,u ti...
grow dim with tears.
"I fear not," he answered, after a little
while, in a hopeless kind of way. -
"It cannot be." -I spoke confidently
and assnringly "No man is given over to
suoh utter ruin. There must be, and there
is a way of escape from evil."
Except the evil of a bad and degrading
habit that rile second nature," he answer-
ed, "the steady current of which Is forever
bearing him downward, toward a storm-
wrecked ocean. He may aeiie the oars in
alarm, as I have done scores of times, and
pull against the current, making for a little the
But human strength avails not
there. The arms grow wearv, the spirit
it is easier to drift than' to row, and
down the current bears him ag4l!ff"'lna
the history of thousands and tens of thou-
Bands, and I am no exception." -
"It cannot be." I answered. "There ia
helo for everv man. no matter hnw uV
nor how beset by enemies; else God's word
must fail." I
"It does fall, I think," he answered, in
gloomy, despairing kind of wav.
"No! no' no!" Quickly and emnhatieal.
Iy did I reject his conelnsion. - - ,- .
"Have it as you wilL I shall not argue
the point." He spoke almost listlessly,
' "Then, I say, there is help fur every
man, no matter wnere he is or what he is.
We cannot fall so low that the Everlasting
arms are not still beneath nn. marlw tn
bear ns upward to mountain heights'of
afety."
"Oh, that those arms would bear me
upward!" aim set groaned my poor friend.
"I have no strength in myself. -1 cannot
climb. Unless lilted by another, I must
perish." - - . . -
"So bad as that?" I said. .
"Just so bad," he answered, slowly and
bitterly. "This second nature I have made
for myself, is my ruler. Because consci
ence, the love of my wife and children, my
good reputation, pride, manlinessell hu
man Dowers and virtues are Its slave. And
such a bondage!"
There was not a ray of hope in his dreary
eyes.
"Von must try again," I said, cheerily.
"No man need be a slave."- - - -
"Easily said!" waa his impatient answer;
"while yet all men are slaves to some hab
it from which they cannot break.
Say, rather,, from which they will not
DreaK. r-, s ? t - -..----. .
"You mock me with idle words. '" '
"No; I speak only the words of truth and
soberness. There is human strength, and
there is divine strength. - The everlasting
arms are always beneath and ready to bear
ns up, if we will but lean npon and trust
them. Human strength is bnt as a broken
reed; divine strength is sure as God him
self. It never fails.", - -,- f .
There came into his heavy eyes a feeble
play of light. Th6 stern rejection that sat
upon his lips faded off.
"In our own strength, nothing," and I
aid; "In God's strength, all." . "':
I saw his hands moving in an uncertain
way. Then they rested one against the
other. Suddenly they were clasped togeth
er in a kind of spasm, while his eyes flew
upward in a wild, half despairing appeal
in God, his lips groaning out the words
aW "Save me, or I am lost!"
. ven now, memory gives back ths thrill
that swept along my nerves as his cry pene
trated my ears. , ,
Never from any hn man soul went up, un
heard, a prayer-like that. He who once
and forever took npon himself our nature,
and who was in all points tempted as we
are, yet without sin, and whs is touch;
ed always with the feeling of cor infirmity,
stands close beside us, knocking at the
door of our hearts, that he may come in
and help and save us. All hell is power
less before aim.- impure desues See from
his presense like night birds when the sun
arises; and tne cords of evil habits are
broken, as the withes that bound the arms
of bampaon. at his lightest touch.
I waited for a little while without speak
ing, watching him closely, to see if be
would rise into anything like confidence.
Gradually, the hard, desponding look fad
ed from his countenance, and I saw a calm
resolve begin ; to ehow itself about his
mouth. . i - .
"One effort more," he said, at last, speak
ing slowly, bnt very flrmty. "One effort
more, but not in my own Btrength. I have
tried that too often, and shall never try it
again. I gire up the struggle as hopeless.
If God fails me, I am lout"
W"hat a fearful eririal .If God fail? . He
never fails is never . nearer . to ns,' nor
stronger to help us, than at the moment
when despairing of our own strength," we
turn to him. The only danger lies in Our
not trusting him folly. - . ,
"But how shall I trust nim? How shall
I get a transfdr of his strength to my will?
How is it that his power can supplement
my weakness? I am away down in the val
ley of sin and shame; bow - am 1 to get
npon the mountains of purity, peace and
safety? Will he bear me upas on the
wings, of an eagle? or must I climb and
climb from day to day, until I reach the
summit?"
"You must climb," I said.
"I cannot I have no strength. I have
tried it a hundred times, and failed." He
answered with returning doubt.
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BtlU farther, to my grief and pain, that
R,a8S wioh broke down the good res
while. olntion, f Martin, and let in upon him the
nerf nood of repressed appetite. Was prof
fiage tered b7 band of this good citizen, as
una.
"lt " TerT hard for ns, all but God-for-a
eaken wretcheor he aaid, bitterly, after
''And will fail apejn, if yon trust In tout
own Btrengtn. is nt. witn Lfod-ciren
eirenpm, nsea u your own, ine ascent
sure."
All! I seer Light broke nil over hia
face. ! seel I Beef he rorvoatWI "fM
aoeg not (1 US OQt Of OUT siD nd mistfT,
frn . j : - , . i .
w uiTjao HtroDglll. ll we UK
him in nil gmoenty, which we lift onreel-
It u err siniDle and clear " He drew
a bmg breath of relief, like one who his
load taken from his mind.
"Tbe law of our deDendence on God for
nejp. i saio.
Xes. And now I see the meanine- nf
tuis sentiment, in an old nrmn I often
beard rang when t was a boy, and which
always struck: me as a paradox:
- -woen i ant w, tnen am I strong "
"The Christian noet." I answered, "lift.
ed into something of inspiration, often sees
truth in clearer light than we who iwedown
among be mint and shadows."
Ah mer be sighed; "your closing
woras remind me ot the denth at which I
lie and the almost infinite distances abore
me to which I must rise ere oat of dan ger.
"And to which Tod may snrel rise If
you win.-- i answered witn cneerTui as
surance.' -
By Ood-Riyen strength onlvr he Broke
solemnly.
"Aye; never, never for an instant lose
sight of that! Never, no matter how strong
you may feel that you have grown, trust in
yourself, in the nottf of temptation, look
upwards, praying in the sileaoe of your
own ror sirengtn to resist; - -
Best of friends!" he exclaimed, in deep
emotion; "loa must have been Bent to me
by God, Hope dawns on a night that has
Deen starless. I see the way of safety for
me we only way. Bo one knows bat my
self how hard t have tried to reform, nor
hvhow many ways I have sought to escape
from a terrible thraldom. But all has
been in vain.- when this remorseless ao
petite that has enslaved me, asserted itself,
my will became as nothing.
lxrag time we talked. J. saying all that I
coma to strengtnen nim. -
un me next Sunday, muohtomv sur
prise and pleasure, I saw him at church
with bis wife. I could not remember when
had seen him there before.- At the close
of the services, as I moved down the aisle
with tbe Crowd, some one grasped m v hand
ana gave it a strong pressure. I turned
and looked into the face of the friend
had tried to save.
Un, alarum i said. M I received a
glance full of meaning, and then returned
nis nana pressure. - '
we walked for a few moments side by
side without speaking, and then were se-
F'? bJ th crowd.
.n"the 8unday following, he was at
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Ionna mm ia tne ny pew that for years,
had seen him so rarely.
Tore or four months went by, and Mar-
nn' lefit wers ,tm in the paths that led
upwards. But one day I was shocked to
hear that tie had fallen again. On careful
""l11"?- learned that he had been with
ifa to an evenmg entertainment, given
a citizen of high worth and standing,
wn0M nam ta on eTerT Hp munificent
charity; but who, whatever may be his
Pe"0111 conviction, is not brave enough
banish wine from the generous board to
bieh he invites hia friends. . And I learn-
no8t
I lost no time m going to my poor friend.
found him away down the valley of hu-
"iliation, his soul in the gall of bitterness.
Shame and sorrow were in bis heavy eyes
not deirpair, I took hopeful notioe of
first formal sentences had passed be
tween us. "Mr. is a man of gen
erous feeling. He gives, in a princely way,
churches and to charities; is one of our
and most liberal citizens; and yet, af
1 nave taken a few steps heavenward,
Pats tumbling block in my way, and
in" acc towards neur
Ton could not . have fallen over any
stumbling block man or devil migbt place
your way, I answered, "if you had been
walking in divine, instead of human
strength."
" Well do I know that," he replied.
"And so," I said, "let this sad fall keep
in the more vivid remembrance of hu
man weakness. Never for one instant
trust in yourself. ; Stand perpetually on
guard. . The prioe of your liberty is eternal
vigilanoe," - . . .
"it is a hard ngnt, he said, with a sigh,
despondingly. c - -'
"Life is a warfare," I replied, "We are
beset with enemies, who know too well
vulnerable places, enemies that never
sleep; implacable, cruel, ever seeking our
destruction. I, you, all men have them.
Trusting only in . human strength, no one
gains a victory; but in divine strength the
issue of battle is sure. And so. my friend,
up your loins again, and be wary and
valiant
Hope and courage came back into his
heart -
' Beware of ambush," I said, as I parted
from him that day "The enemy, coming
you unawares, is more to be dreaded
than when he forms his line of attack to
sound of trumpets. Seek no oonfliots;
off his ground; but whenheeomes
to meet yen, giving challenge, do bat
tle ia the name of the Lord."
A few weeks- afterward'! I was present
when a gentleman of large wealth and good
k tending both in chureh and society,
to him
"I didn't see you at my house last even
ing." ..
"No," waa the rather curt reply; "It
safer for me to keep off of the devil's
ground."
"I don't understand yoo, sirf" replied
gentleman, a flush of sudden anger in
eyes, for he felt the remark as a covert
insult
Martin's face grow sober, and he answer
ed with a calm impressiveness that caused
anger to go out of his listener's eyes,
a thoroughtful concern to take its
place;
"I am fighting the devil," he said, -"and
must not givehim the smallest advantage.
now I am the victor, and hold him at
He has his masked batteries, hie en
chanted grounds, his mines and pitfalls, ,
gins and mirey sloughs; and I am learn
ing to know tbe signs of hidden danger, i
I fall into any of bis snare. I am in peril
destruction; and though 1 struggle, or
fight my way out I am wak or wounded, 1
so the less able to m t the shock of
battle when he rushes noon me as I stand
guard, ready,, in God's name, for the
conflict" -
"His enchanted ground is a social com
pany, where wine flows freely. I speak of
what it is to me, and call it, so far as I am
oonoerned the devil's ground. He caught
there not long ago, and had me at his'
advantage. , But, I will not again set
thereon. If you good citizens, make
your homes, in mistaken hospitality.
places where the yonng find temptation, I
uu sire snu, Buimuuiiu uiocAB. men. such
I am, must shun them as the gates of
helLT ,. jl ti -i
"His manner had grown more and more
impressive." v.
Is it so Daa as tnatr- remarked the
gentleman, in a voice that showed both sur
priMandpain. " 7". - -
"just so naa. - j&artin answerea, - lm
preetrively;. "I believe Bieg art's oldest son
at your house?'!. ---a s-. -
"Yea." ...... ' .
"It was on the devil's ground fer him?
hour or two ago I saw him coming out
a saloon so drunk that he could not walk
straight And only three days ago, his
father tol l a friend that his boy had cer
tainly reformed, and that he now had more
confidence in his future than be had felt
a long time."
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"You cannot mean what you say?" The
gentleman exclaimed in visible agitation.
"I have told you only the sad and solemn
truth, ' was Martin's answer; "and if I had
accepted your invitation, I might no be
lying at a depth of misery and degradation,
cue Pare tnougntoT which ra&kes me shud
derl"
The gentleman stood for a little while as
tf stunned.
This is frightful to think of," he said,
ana i saw mm shiver.
"It is the last time," he added, after
pause "the last time that any man shall
go out of my house weaker and more de
graded than when ho came In. If my offer
ing of wine causes my brother to offend.
then will I hot offer it, again while the
world stands."
"Ah. sir!" answered Martin. "If many.
many more of onr good citizens would so
resolve, hundreds of young men now drift
ing out into tne current of intemperance,
might be drawn back into safer water; and
hundreds of others who are striving to
make head against tt, saved from destruc
tion. I speak feelingly.,, -for I am one of
those who are straggling for life in this
fatal current
The way of sdfelt for a man like Martin.
is very narrow and straight It he Bteps
aside into any of the pleasant paths that
open on tne ngnt nana ana on tne lett, ne
is in the midst of peril. If he grow con
fident in his own strength, and leaf de
pendent on that which is given from above,
the danger of falling becomes imminent
Martin fell again. Alaal that this should
have to be told.
"Was that Martin Who passed ua?" ask
ed a friend with whom I was walking.
"No;" I answered, in in a positive voice:
and yet, as I said the word my heart gave
a throb of fear the man was so like him.
It was, I am sure. Poor wretoht He
tries hard to reform; but that cursed appe
tite is too much for him. I'm afraid there
is no help. He'll die a drunkard.
I turned back quickly and without a res
ponse, following the man we bad passed.
Just as T came up to him he had stopped
at tbe i1 -or of a drinking saloon, and was
holdinp i brief parley with awakened ap
petite.
"In God' name,po!" I said, laying my
nana upon nim.
He started in a frightened kind Of wav,
turning on me a haggaid face and blood
shot eye I drew my arm within his and
lei hi u aa r, passive as a child. .Not a
woil was spoken by either until we were
in bis offioo, which was not far distant
and the door shut and locked. He drop-
pea into a chair with a slight groan, nis
bead sinking npon his chest He was the
pictnre of abject wretchedness.
"He lea vet h the ninety and nine that are
safely folded, I said, speaking in a low,
tender voice, "and goeth out into the wild
er cess to seek that wuioh Is eg tray."
tie did not answer.
"You have looked to the strong foi
trength, you have prayed to Him for suc
cor, and he has come very near to you and
helped you. Because you again went out
of the fold. His love has not failed. He
has found you out in the wilderness and
bronchi you back to a plaoetif safety.
Only trust in Him and all will be well. He
the friend that sticketh closer than
brother. His is a love that never fails."
I waited for him to reply, but he kept
silence.
It must have been no ordinary tempta
tion, i said.
Still he was silent
"Tbe enemy must have come on you una
ware, I added, after a brief pause. "The
bolt must have fallen ere you saw the warn-
tojrmmh."" -
'I was taken at a disadvantage, but I
had time to know my enemy, and should
have given battle in God's name, lnatarl
yielding like a craven.
onch waa bis reply. It gave me hope.
'Tell me the whole story," I said.
He raised himself to a firm attitude; and
saw swift lights beginning to flash in his
dull eyes.
"Wounded again in the house of a
friend," he replied.
"One on whom God has laid the spe
cial duty of saving human souls oar min
ister!"
"Not Mr. L -r
"Yes."
I was confounded.
"I went to him for help," con tinned
Martin, "and instead of tbe counsel and
support I then so much needed, for my old
enemy, appetite, was gathering np his
strength, and setting hia host in battle ar
ray, I was tempted and betrayed! I should
nave gone to uod, and not to man. With
his Divine Word in my thought and pray
in my heart, I should have opposed the
awakening enticement of desire, as I have
often done and prevailed."
Tell me how it happened," I said.
'As I have iusttoid you," he replied.
'I was not feeling very strong. That old
restlessness of which I have spoken, had
come back upon me, and I knew what it
meant bo, I aaid to my wile, i think,
Mary, that Til step around and see Mr.
. I'd like to talk witn him.' She
looked at me with a slight shadow of con
cern in her face; for sue has learned to
know the signs of a coming hour of dark
ness, when the powers of hell renew their
direful assaults upon my aouL 'Do,' she
answered; and I went
"I found Mr. Ir in his library, but
not alone. E , the banker, had called
to have a talk with the minister about
college for theological students, in which
both felt considerable interest Funds
were wanted in order to give the Institu
tion the required efficiency; and the ways
and means of getting funds were easnestly
discussed by Mr. L - and the capitalist
After an hour's talk, and the arrangement
a plan for securing the object in view,
Mr. L rang a bell. - To the servant
who came in he said something in a low
voice, that I did not hear. The servant
retired, but came back in a tew minutes
bearing, to my surprise and momentary
consternation, a tray with wine and glass
es. I saw a pleased light in the banker's
eyes, as they rested on the amber-eolcred
wine.
" 'Some fine old sherry,' aaid Mr. L ' ,
sent me by a friend abroad. I want you
taste it' And he filled the three glass
es that were on the tray, handed one to bis
guest and another to me. In myself my
poor weeks If! I was not strong enough
refuse. If I had looked np to God. in
atantly, and prayed for strength to do the
right xtrength would I know have come.
But I did not I took the glass, not mean
ing to drink, but to gam time for thought
have refused would have been I then
ielt, to set myself np as a rebuker of these
men; and that I hid not the courage to do.
No, I did not mean to taste the wine. But
thev lifted their glasses, drank and
praised the fruity juice, I, in a kind of mes
meric lapse, of rational Belt-control, raised
my glass also, and sipped. A wild fierce
thirst pojouonod me instantly,- and I drain
ed the glass to the bottomlL.
"'A sudden terror and great darkness fall
upon me. I saw the awful gulf on whose
brink 1 stood. . . "I will go home," I aaid to
myself, raising, I bade the two men an ab
rupt good night and left them. But I did
not go directly home, alas for met There
were too mny enticements by the way.
Indeed. I don't know how or when I got
home.
0f the shame and anguish, the despair
this morning I cannot speak. Yon don't
know what it means; I havi no plummet
which to sound its depth of bitterness.
left home for my office, feebly resolved to
keep away from temptation how feebly
you know. If tbe good Lord,' who is try
ing to save me had not sent you to my re
scue, I would now beoh, I cannot speak
the frightful words." - .
"He never leaves us nor forsakes us," I
answered. ' "He is always going out upon
the bleak mountains, to the not desert and
into the wilderness of wild beasts, seeking
lost and wandering - sheep. If they
hear his voioe and follow him, he will
bring them into his fold, where is peace
and safety."
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vest Who wait for me in all my paths
they Bpring npon me in all my ungrateful
moments; they hide themselves in covert
places, thirsting for my life:' they steal
upon trie in sheep's clothing; they beset me
everywhere! Good Shepherd! I have no
helo bat in thea."
Breaking tbe deep', lmpressite silence
that followed, 1 said:
"In him alone is safety. So long as you
hear his voice, and follow him, no woll
can fouch you with his murderous teeth.
But if iou go out of his sheep fold, and
trust in you own stteceth to overcome the
wild beasts that crowd tbe wilderness ot
this world, destruction is sure."
A fnts- Tmel rtavA naoaAri ainrA tTiAn. nnrl
Martin still bold-t, in divino strength, the
mastery of appetite. The vile second na
ture he had formed uuto himself, and
which bore him downward, for a time, in
its steady current grew weaker end weak
er, as the new life, bora from aoove, gain
ed strength. In the degree that he resist-
ed and denied thi old desires, did they
grow weaker; and in their place God gave
him purer and healthier desires, so that
he became, as it were, a new man.
"The Woltes ate net all dead." 1 said to
him one day, as we talked of the present
and the past.
tie looked a little sober as ne replied
"No. my friend. I often hear tbem howl
ing in tbe distance; and I know mil well,
that if I leave my Shepherd's side, and
stray off into the wilderness, vainly trust
ing in myself, that I shall be as powerless
to stand against them, as a helpless sheep.
For me. I am not safe for a moment ex
cept when I trust in God s strength sup
plement my weakness. When 1 no tbat
all hell cannot prevail against mer
A Curious Custom.
Sir John Iiufbock, in his recent work on
the "Origin of Civilization," speaks cf a
curious custom, very widely spread among
savages of all nations, by which on the
birth of a baby tbe lather, and not tbe
mother, is put in bed and nursed like a
sick person for several weeks. This cus
tom was almost universal among thd In
dians of soutn America.
Dooritzhoffer, the old Jesuit missionary
to Paraguay, - telis ns that "no sooner
do you hear that a woman has borne
a ohild than you see the husband lying in
bed, huddled up with mats and skins, lest
some ruder breath of air should touch him.
fasting, kept in private, and for a number
of days abstaining religiously from certain
viands ; you would swear it was he who hid
bad tbe child. I bad read about this in
old times, and laughed at it, never think
ing I could believe such madness, and I
used to suspect tbat this barbarian custom
was related more in jest than in earnest:
but at last I saw it with my own eyes among
the Abipones. ,
Brett, in nis aooount of tbe Indian
tribes of Gaiaoa, says he saw a man whose
wife had lately been delivered, lyinj in a
hammock, wrapped up ai if be were Bier,
though really in the most robust health.
and carefully nursed by women, while the
mother of tbe new-horn infant was en
gaged in cooking and other work about
tbe hut
Traces ot this custom were found in
Greenland, where, after a woman is eon
fined, the husband mast forbear working
for some weeks; and in Kamschatka, where
for soma time before the birth of a baby
the husband must do no more hard work
Similar notion's are found among the
Chinese, among tbe Dyaks of Borneo, and
what is still atranger ia that they exist to
this day in Corsica, in the North of Spain
and in the South of France, where the
custom is called aire ia eeuvade. Max
aluiier in his "Uuips from a German Work
shop," tries to account for it thus: "It is
clear that the poor husband was at first
tyrannized over by his female relations,
and afterward frightened into superstition.
'lie then begtn to make a martyr of
himself till he mde himseif really ill, or
took to his bed in self-defense. Strange
and absurd as the eonrade appears at first
sight, there is something in it with which.
we believe, most mother-ia-laws can sym
pathize." . Sir John Lubbock, however,
prefers to accept the Curib and ADipone
explanation, which is that they believe the
infant would be injured in some way if the
father engaged in any rough work or was
careless of his diet
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An Eminent Centenarian.
From the Hew Albany (Ind.) Ledger.
We noticed yesterday the illness of Mr.
James Butledge, a centenarian of this city.
We are pleased to learn to-day that he is
much better, being able to sit up. ilr.
Butledge is nearly one hundred and two
years old. Hia Ufa has been an eventful
one. His father was a member of the
English Parliament during the period im
mediately preceding tbe revolution of the
American coknies. He waa a warm advo
cate of the cause of the colonies, and made
every eloquent speech in Parliament in
their favor, ror this speecn nis life was
attempted by a mob; and so great was the
excitement against him that he fled from
England and came to America. Here be
took an active part in the stirring events
the times, and when Washington was
appointed Commander-in-Chief of the
American army, he enlisted in the servioe.
tie was immediately given a command.
and was made a General, and is the Gen
eral Butledge mentioned in American his
tory. He fought the British at James
town, followed them thence and fought at
the Cowpens, and was the commander of
tbe North and South Carolina and part ot
the Virginia divisions of the American
army. He was as brave and noble a man
and hero as ever drew a battle-blade in
defense of liberty in our revolutionary
struggle.
Uu son, now so old and feeble, is a man
very fine education, being celebrated as
linguist He has filled several responsi
ble positions in as many American Col
leges, and was only a year ago offered an
honorary professorship m a western Col
lege, with a good salary attached, but
which he declined on acoouut of his ex
treme age and inability to discharge its
duties not believing he had a moral right
draw a salacy he had not earned.
He is now residing ln this city, and Is
rather destitute ciraumBtaeTcea. As we
stated yesterday, he has been a Master
Mason for nearly eighty years. . -
Too Much ron Him. A correspondent at
Christiana, Pa., sends ug the lol lowing of
aed negress, very pious, an inveterate
smoker, who dropped in to pay a nassirg
visit to a neighbor, who was equally well
known as a temperance man and a hater of
tobacco. On silting down, the old auuty
pulled from ber pocket a long pipe and
oommenced smoking, to the infinite dis
gust ox her host The man maintained his
composure for several minutes; but tbe
fumes became too powerful for him, and,
rising, be said:
"Aunt Cuioe, do you think you are a
Christian?''- v . - : " .--
"Yes, brudder X specks I is. , . .
"Do you believe in the Biblu?" "
"Yes, brudder."
"Do you know there is a passage there
which says that nothing unclean shall in
herit the kingdom oi heaven t -
iib, a U'UI UCOIU VI lb.
"Do you believe it?"
"Yes."
"Well, Chloeyoa can not enter into the
kingdom of heaven, because there is noth
ing ao unclean as the breath of a smoker.
What do you Bay to that?" - ., . ,
ny, wneu l no to heaven. I specks to
leave my brtff behind . me P Emtob's
Dbawxb, in Earpm'a ilaiyajxMfar iMotmber.
A sEBiss of first-class lectures will be
given in the new hall in Ansonla, Conn.,
during tbe coming winter. The first of
the course will be delivered by the Bev.
Henry Ward Beecher, of New York. Sub
ject; "The Household "
Tan hurricanes which recently visited
Cuba have destroved nns-anartr nf the
sugar crop. "
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DEER HUNTING IN MICHIGAN.
Life Among the Pines.
A oorreppocuenl f t!- Cleveland Herald
sends to tbat journal an eooottct cf a re-
oent hunting experience:
We ate ia camp forty miles from
nearest poHoffioe, on the An S ible river.
We are forty miles from the village of
Sable, on Lake Haras, and about one hun
dred and ten niilss ttom the mouth of the
Au Sable, by the way of tbe river. Our
party consists of 'John ErwrfJ, M. M.
Spangler, Dr. Wiltam Meyer, George H.
flyman, Heman Ovat A. M. Burke. F.W.
Bontz and Jason Can Bel J, with their pack
of hounds, among which are the famous
degs Sir jo. .Drum, sport and Boot heroes
of many a chase.
At the village of Au Sable we met the
hardy lumbermen ia large numbers, mos:
of them getting ready for the woods, where
wey bwu go -into camp to remain uu
spring, t rom the mouth of the An Sable
river immense rafts of pine logs were
winding their way out, being towed by
large tugs, on thoirway down the lakes to
ionawanda and other points to be manu
factured into lumber.
Octobeb, 11 The village of An Sable.
at the mouth of the Au Sable nver, has
about bine hundred people. It has two
large sawmills and several flue stores and
the usual ot&er bandings, it stands a few
feet above the lake dn a sandy plain.
which is covered with small Norway pines,
the nouses being built among
them," so yoi see but a few- house
from any one point The beds of all
the streets are made of saw dust
They have no Snnday bere in the woods.
The lumbermen go into the woods in Oc
tober and rema n until spring, during
which time they see no social ciniiaad lite.
but that Which is connected with the cut
ting of pine trees into bgs and hauling
them to the bank of the river, and their
evenings and nights around their camp
fires. No newspapers or foreign news
come to their camp, and for six months
tney are isolated from tne outside world.
Their camps ure mads of pine logs, from
forty to Cfty feet squaie, about eight feet
high, covered with two ibisbnessex.' of cedar
or basswood logs. The log are first
split - through the center, and then
then- hearts taken out the first
tier laid on with hearts np and the
other with hearts down so as to break
joints, and the roof is complete. In the
centre thoy leave a hale about six fret
square for the chimney,- underneath this
hole is a log pen built up about twenty
inches high and filled with dirt on which
the hre is built The camp is then chinck
ed with moss and a door put in. This is
the lumberman's hone. The window is
the chimney, and here he spends his long
winter evenings and night from the time
he goes in in October till he goes down
the river with his logs in the spring.
The Au Sable river for its siae is the
finest river in the world. Its average
width is seven rods, its average depth is
five feet for '.wo huadred miles, and so
rapid the entire distance that it is im pos
sible to paddle up stream the lightest
canoe. You can get some idea of rapidity
of this stream in tbe fact that from our
camp one of the lumbermen will paddle a
canoe to the mouth of the Au Sable in
about ten hours. It seldom varies in
depth, as it is made entirely of spring wa
ter, the soil being light sand, and absorb
ing all that falls, and the water is cold and
as clear as a crystal. It is well filled with
species, of fish which some call trout
but unlike any other known trout In
form the fish resembles the brook trout,
but is a dark spotted flab, with larger
scales than the trout, but equally as good.
The banks, for a great part of the way, are
fringed with cedar swamps, so thick and
dark as to be almost impassable, and are
fine covers for wild game, while back of
them, and now and then coming to the
river, are the high lands of the An Sable
so well known to the sailors of Lake Huron.
The river runs very deep beneath the
hills, and so shaded by the cedar swamps
that it looks black, and consequently its
name Au Sable black water.
Octobeb 17. We breakfasted at five A.
At daylight Spangler and Burke start
tne hunt tnree miles back ol camp, witn
the seven hounds. Most of the hunters
go on tbe river.
I irst two hounds are started, and when
they have got up their deer, some distance
away the next is started, and so on till
they are all out and running like fun, and
different dogs in full chase of five different
deer some dogs running alone, others by
wos, over the pine ndges and across tbe
'ains, making tbe woods echo to the
tongues of these excited hounds. When,
ever and anon, on the ridges and plain, you
see tbe graceful bounding doe, or the more
miijestic jump of the royal buck, before
the hounds keeping but a short distance
before the honnd, seeming conscious of
their ability to outrun the hound, until
heated and tired of the race, they plunge
into and swim down the Sable river then
is that the batteries of the hunter open
upon them, and the result of one day's
hunt ia two deers hung np before our
camp. On his way to camp, from tbe riv
er, our doctor tried to drive in four bears,
but they persisted in taking the wrong
road, and the doctor failed to get them in.
OcroBrs 2L Four grand hunting days
and the chase is over, and sadly it has ter
minated. Aa the result of tbe four days'
chase, we have thirteen deer hanging up,
seven of which are splendid bueks. Cur
brave "Sport during the day had brought
into the river two deer, and one of them, a
wounded buck, he had chased for a long
distance by swimming down the river after
him, giving tongue hotly and keeping with
in a low feet of nim till he was Anally killed.
all the brave deeds of our dogs this
day, "Sport seemed praised by all,
and we had but just arrived in our
camp, and were detailing the brave
deeds of "Sport," who wae before ns
when he was seized by spasms and died in
few moments by poison. How or by
whom be was poisoned is a mere conjec
ture. He died with brave deeds about
him, in the zenith of his glory, and this
grandest of hunting days, having slain five
large deer, ends in mourning.
This morning we dug his grave on the
bank of the Sable, and with guns reversed,
leading the other hound.' slowly and sol
emnly we followed him to his grave, and
when our cook had buried him, we put a
deer's leg to his head aa a monument, and
fired ovor his grave twenty-five shots.
There may he rest, and, if possible, dream
his many heroic chases.
A piece of Bussian history has been un
covered lately in tbe shape of lour eofflns.
each of them oontaimng, as their well
preserved bronze plates betoken, the dust
some man of importance in his sphere.
These coffins were brought to light at the
destruction of an old chnroh at Moscow,
situated in the "Lefort" portion of the
town. Tbe first contained the remnants oi
Gordon, who suppressed the Strelltz riots,
and.died as Governor of Moscow in 1699.
Tbe second was that of Co ant Brace,
General Field-Marshal of the Bussian
army, who commanded the artillery dar
ing the battle of Pultowa. The third be
longed to the BuEsian ambassador Count
Babutinsky, well known by bis memoirs
and the fourth to the Capucin friar Schon.
celebrated preacher of the time of Alex
ander L Of Leiort himself, who, too, is
supposed to have been buried- in this
church, no trace has been found.
Mtjxbxratjsz was the name of the fore
man of the pyrotechnic department in the
arsenal at Swinemuende, Prussia, who
plunged his bared hands and anna elbow-
doep into a boiler of seething pitch, and
took therefrom an extensive band grenade
which a workman had accidentally dropped
into it thereby saving many lives and that
part of the town from the effects of a ter
rific expiceion. Beeently the citizens of
Swinemuenue assembled to do him honor.
and he was preaciitod with a costly cold
watch and a splendid sword in token of
their appreciation of hia heroism.
Life Among the Pines. FARM, GARDEN AND HOUSEHOLD.
Premiums for Forest Trees.
The Boston Journal says:
The Massachusetts Society for Promoting
ncTltare has awarded to Alujor lien.
Perl? roore. of Indian Hill larm, near
Newburvport. the premium of $1,000
which it offered in 185t tot the best planta
tion of forest trees, planted before 1X and
growing in 1870. This premium was otter
ed in compliance with statute ch. 42, sec
8. "for tbe raising and preservation of
oak and other forest trees best adapted to
perpetuate within ths stale an adequate
supply of ship timber:" Major Poors has
not only suooessfully demonstrated that
forest trees can be profitably grown where
tbe land is not of great value, but he has
shown that our bleak and barren hills can
be reolothed with forests, restoring the
soil, reviving the springs in the valleys,
and ameliorating the climate. The planta
tion on Indian Hill, which is about twenty-five
acres in extent hi well worth a
visit by all interested in arboriculture,
and the report by Major Poore oi his
labors daring the past ten years will be a
valuable contribution to our rural litera
ture. The first premium for forest trees
offered on this continent was by the Mas
sachusetts Society for Promoting Agricul
ture, in 1797 a gold medal worth $200.
It was awarded to Col. Bobert Dodge, ot
Hamilton, who was Major foores grand-
lather, on the mothers side, and this
prompted the Major to compete for the
premium last offered by the same society.
It is to be hoped tbat the example thus set
by the present society ot Massachusetts
will be followed by tbe county organiza
tions, and that before many years Massa
chusetts will again be, as it waa when the
Puritans came here, "a well-wooded
country."
Obstinacy Overcome in a Horse.
A gentleman related in my presence I
little incident which 1 give as I heard it
A wagon was poa-iing heavily laden witn
slates; the borst stopped, refasing to be
urged or caioled into starting. Vt course.
I expected, as usual, to see the driver use
bis whip, or perhaps nis neavy boot, witn
an accompaniment of shouts and oaths, to
remind the animal of bis neglect of duty.
He went to the wagon and commenced
rambling in its ceptbu. JNow, thought l,
tbat poor animal will receive a mojt tre
mendous beating; and I waited . the
issue with bated breath. But instead
of the heavy stroke which I anticipated.
he drew out an old wooden bucket the
outside covered with meal, the remains
of former lunches, ran' along the road for
some distanoe before the horse, and set it
down. Tbe animal, true to his instincts,
forgetting his former obstinacy and whims,
hurried towards the well remembered re
ceptacle of former enjoyments, and the
battle is won by a little quiet management
saving pain and trouble tor both man and
beast
Now, thought I, as I went on my way
rejoicing, here is a lesson for educators.
Don't drive and push and swear and scold.
but accomplish your object, whether it be
with obild or dumb animal, by means of
incentive to the performance of duty,
which shall recall pleasures past er be an
earnest of joys to come. Cor. "Our Dumb
Animals. I
PazazavAnoM o Potatoes. The follow
ing is given as a method of preparing an
extract of the alimentary portions of the
potato:
The potatoes, alter being washed, are
digested in water not hot enough to ren
der the starch of a gelatinous consistency.
but sufficiently so to sol ten tbe fibrous
portions of the tabor, and allow of the
solid alimentary portion being retracted
with tbe water by mechanical pressure.
This result it ia said, is produced in from
six to ten hours by digesting in water
heated to 104 deg. Fahrenheit the extract
bent as well as the duration of the di
gestion, depending npon the state of ma
turity, and the natural softness or hard
ness ol tbe cellular tissues of tbe potato.
In general, eight hours ln water heated to
about 120 deg. is aaid to be sufficient for
tbe purpose. When the digestion is com
pleted, the potatoes cxe allowed to cool,
or what is better are plunged into cold
water; they are then reduced to such a con
dition that all but the cellular matter may
be squeezed out without difficulty by mean
of any kind of press, the pressure being
slight at first and gradually augmented.
This cecond process occupies three, six or
even twelve hours, according to the decree
of flexibility given to the tissues by the
previous digesaon and refrigeration.
The liannl thus obtained is boiled and
condensed by evaporation until it assumes
the consistency of Liebig's extract of meat,
to which it bear considerable resem
blance; like tbat preparation, it is almost
incapable of decomposition in contact with
air under an average temperature and an
ordinary amount of moisture, and conse
quently can be preserved with little diu-
culty.
Uaarm or axwxq. mere is nothing
mean about farm work. There is nothing
ungenerous or ungrateful in the stock.
There are no suoh sore and sour things to
deal with as we meet every day among
mean nwn. Defaulters, liars, and thieves,
have no place on the farm. These misera
ble characters are ia towns. The farmer
ought to be a good man. He has less
temptation to be a bad man than any char
acter we know ot But his work is enno
bling. - His contact is with nature. His
dealing is with the old earth, which is the
mother of ns all. and which will take ns 1
all into her kindly arms again, when life's
fitfal fever is over.
0 1 it is delightful to turn tbe back upon
anxious, quarrelsome, struggling men,
and look upon the green fields, and com
mune with tbe honest cattle, ana uve witn
nature and her children, Tbe fanner's no
ble work is worthy of a noble consecra
tion. '
WBrrrjrnsa Flankel. It is said that flan
nel, which has become yellow by age, may
be restored to its original whiteness by tbe
use of a solution of one and a half pound
oi white Marseilles soap in fifty pounds ot
soft river water, to which is added two-
thirds of au ounce of spirit of sal amnionic,
and the whole thoroughly mixed. The
flannel is to be immersed in this solution
and well stirred around, and afterwards
washed off in pure water. The same re
mit may also, it ia sai I, be obtained still
more noickly by immersing tne flannel lor
an hour in a dilute solution of acid sul
phate of soda, and then stirring in dilate
hydrochloric acid, in the proportion ot one
part of acid to fifty of water. Tbe vessel is
then to be covered over and allowed to re
main for a quarter of an hour, when the
articles are to be removed and thoroughly
washed. ...
DenrLjTT. There in no medicine equal to
HocfUnd's German Bittern in caa's of debil
ity. It imparts a ton? and viRor to the whole
system, aurengtboca the appetite, causes ao
eujoyment of the food, cnablRS tbe stomach
to digest it, purifies too blood, gives a good,
sound, healthy complexion, eiaUicatea the
yellow tinea from the eyei, imparts a bloom
to tbe cheeks, and changes the patient from
a short-breathed, emaciated, weak and ner
vous invalid, to a full-faced, stout, and vigo
rous person. "Hoofland's German Bittere" ia
entirely free from all Alcoholic admiaware.
Hoofland's German Tonic ia a combination
of the ingredients of Hoofland's Bittr with
pure bantu Urns Bum, orange, anise, .,
matins- one of the moat aereeable aad Dleaa.
ant preparations extant The Tonic ia used
by those requiring a good and scientific
stimulant. - - -
Wkek all ia done and the wedding tour
completed, some parties have little left
with which to begin life. We know one
who run this fashionable round borrowed
on several quarters of his salary and come
home on Saturday night to teu nis young
bride that he could make no provision for
a Sunday dinner, and found her equal to
the crisis. "Don't be troubled, my dear,"
said the young bride. "We can do excel
lently well to-morrow. I will roast the
canary and boil the gold fish."
'
Obstinacy Overcome in a Horse. CURRENT PARAGRAPHS
Miscellaneous Items.
OataBA thinks that in 20 years she
rill
outstrip Chioago.
A ULTOexn) of half an acre in area has
just occurred at St John, N. H.
PoRCBtKZLiiO thinks the English mission
is at present an "omission.
The
S;ectator; in speaking of Paris,
"The weak die quick on low ra-
says
turns."
Bodices seems likely for the season to
remain open in front either square or
heart-shaped.
(VfLMniOToif, N. C, claims several hun
dred thousand dogs on the sand hills back
of the town.
Stncrps is so common in Chicago that a
publio siomach-pumpery, open day and
Light, is tailed ot
Tms combined salaries of the Governor
and Secretary of the State of Michigan
only amount to $1800. - -
Ax experienced old gentleman says that
all that is necessary in tbe enjoyment or
love of sausages is confidence.
A Hi w style of bat feather is said to be
so long that it may be twisted about the
necc, like a boa. ,
Sleeves are now made wide or half wide,
with tight undersleeves for day wear, and
open ones for evening.
Ala the out-of-town papers are insisting
that Philadelphia has had' a severe shock
of earthquake. .
Tmu tooth of a mastodon, weighing two
pounds, was recently found by a child at
Mill Creek, Indiana.
The average eonvumption of wine in
California is ten gallons to every citizen.
The average yearly consumption of ooflee
in the State is 16 3 5 pounds.
Paper clothing ia made in China and
Japan. A coat costs ten cents, and a whole
suit a quarter of a dollar.
A Ptino woman in Leavenworth over
heard her husband make proposals of mar
riage to the servant girl. -
At Worcester, Mass., is a squash vine
1,11 A feet long, tbat has produced this
season 350 pounds of quashes.
A laboe order for the printing of bank
notes has been received by a London firm
from the Russian Government.
Bosrow is anxious to repeat its musical
peace i ubilee" for the benefit of the French
and German wounded.
Apbqk festivals are the latest approved
arrangement for raising money for reli
gious or charitable purposes.
The female member of the Iowa bar ad
vertises herself an "attorneyess-at-law."
She has not yet had a case-ess.
The water famine in Alyth, Scotland,
has been so great that only "a drink per
head in 24 hours is supplied."
A facto bt in Stamford, Conn., closed it
doors to allow the workmen to go nutting,
and they, altogether, found 110 chestnuttt.
We are of those who sincerely hope that
the "theatre of war" will soon be dosed
for repairs. '. T. Com. Ado.
Cobsaqis are worn somewhat higher
than they were during the summer, and
are finished at the neck with narrow bias
bands.
Or the 11.817 Chinese in San Francisco,
2040 are females. They own, altogether,
real estate aud personal property valued
at $1,262,880.
Mb. J. H. Baown, of Pierce oo.. Wis.,
has an ear of corn raised in that county
that is Hi inohea long and contains 1008
grains.
The latest stvie of basque has two darts
and a side-form in tbe front with double
side-forms in the back and a seam down
the centre. -
A hew style of sleeves is called the
Duchesse. It is rather close fitting, open
nearly to the elbow, and caught together
with bows. It may be trimmed either with
face or fringe.
On half the sugar mills of Louisiana are
at wrk, and it la aaid the yield of sugar
will be larger than that of the past year,
in spite ot the bad effects of the drought
ujoa the cane.
A sew Irish association, under the name
of the Friendly Sons of St Patrick, has
been established" at San Francisco.. The
name of Senator Caaserly appears among
the organizers.
MackebeIj, codfish and herring are said
to be sure to be oheap this winter. Prices
must come down, as the fisheries have
been very eucoewfal, and millions are bat
ing brought to market
Mobxobt preachers in England declare
that France is suffering the penalty sent
from heaven for not embracing the Mor
mon religion, and that other nations will
be punished in turn. .
Tnoss who are in the confidence of the
modistes say that French serge is much pre
ferred to the ' Euglisb. Both are all wool,
but the French is the softest, and has the
twill more clearly defined.
Ths Denver Herald says that there are
at this time only 17 newspapers in Colo
rado, and thinks there should be 75 or 100
more, "just to make it lively for the boy a"
Wbathex reperta are now received in
Washington by telegraph, three times a
day, from 20 stations and are published in
all the daily papers, besides being bullet
ined in conspicuous places.
The most fashionable color in gloves
this season are amarantha, sultana, royal
purple and Mepbistopheles. The long
glove, with six buttons, ia now selling aa
high as $3 and $4 a pair.
' A r-aoFBssoB, giving a lecture to some
boys, was explaining how one could hve
without air. He then said, "You have all
heard of a man drowning how dose that
happen?" The ready answer was, "Cause
he can't swim?"
Tax Berlin manufacturers are busily em.
ployed in providing winter garments for
the troops. Ltrge numbera of woolled
shirts are continually being made, as well
as caps, furs and clothes of all kinds.
Devotioi to Sciesce. Mamma "Ah!
you cruel, cruel, cruel boy, how eould yon
frighten your dear little sinter ao?" The
incorrigible -'I I only wanted to see if
her hair would turn white." Pvnehiieilo.
A New IlAarprmntE farmer wanted a form
hand, and was applied to by an Irishman
who wanted to work. The farmer object
ed to engaging Pat on the ground that
two Irishmen previously in his employ had
died on hia hands,
. It is five years since nitro-glyeerine came
into use. The one thousand seven hun
dred parsons whom it has killed or maimed
for life, and the millions of property which
it has destroyed, may be styled recom
mendations of its efficiency,
Maxchxstib, England, is wild with rage
about the in trod action ot what it profane
ly calls the "American devil," the arti
cle being that favorite musical instrument
of steamboatmen and railroaders in this
country, the steam whistles. It ia now
used by the Manchester factories to arouse
their work-people in the morning: a work
which it accomplishes with unerring cer
tainty. The objection seems to be that it
also awakens everybody else in tbe place.
The propeller steamer Victoria, 184 tons
ued as a tender in pogey-flshing, has been
tying in Portland harbor, attached, and in
the hands of a keeper. Monday night, at
midnight abe mysteriously disappeared,
and nothing has been heard from her since.
The keeper was Simon Walker, of Cape
Elizabeth, and hia wife evinces serious
concern at his disappearance. The steam
er was owned by David S. Mills, of Mystic,
Conn.
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Young Folks' Department.
HOUSES TO LET.
BY SUSAN COOLIDGE.
Zverv day, aa I slowly ride
Over the roads with raU rains wet '
To right, te left, on either si-Je.
. I see tliem Tinn-''" ''iloasee to let"
Tiny hoasea, neat and btown, , .
Every hedge aereena one or more:
Xhsir little owners have left the town.
And open wide la every door.
Bummer Losses" they were, indeed
Hoofleee, fireJeaa, cold -nrt bare;
Vomx may hope in utmost need
To And a "modern convenience" there I
Swinging from twfga by a pendant thread.
Coached in eovana that onoa wars gieiar.
Eocaing in tree-tore overhead.
There are the little honaassaasu '
Once they were foil of happy life f '
Bttwj boildsra all day kug
Twined tbe wa'la In loving strife.
And interwove thear mreada with sons.
Speckled eggs of brown aad bine:
Callow, ehirpisg, hungry broo.1 ;
Soft email winga, which all day tew;
Quivering, emulous motherhoods -
All are gone. The enow-flakes whits
Lie in place of the nestlings flown;
Cold wintie bartow day and night,
"Tenanta at will" of the scanty heme.
Tenants a while; bnt by and by
April ahall come, with baimv ram,
stay, with fragrant, oiorooa sign
Honeee ah all be la demand again.
All the world shall flatter with glee.
Small brown1 asieeiiaia antra and free. .
Homes be wanted on every tree.
And not a desirable one "to let." :
THE CHICKEN THAT WOULDN'T
STAY BURIED.
BY FRANCIS LEE.
Bug can't remember ancle Philip and
aunt Jennie, can he, Sylvia? He hasn't '
seen them for a whole year, and more'n a
whole year.
Bug looked up front under hia torn hat-
brhn, with his hair in hia eyes and the pol
len of a yellow lily on his face.
"1 Ian J be cried.
"Perhaps he can," Harry, said Sylvia.
Ha has remembered strawberries a whole)
year. W ben he saw them in the basis
he asked what they were he didn't know.
But at soon as he tasted one, he aaid, .
Sfawbe'sa.' " -
"Then vrthap he can; but I don't be-
lieve so," replied Harry, trying to push a
fly in the kitten's month. "There I I '
did T he cried. "I got in one a-past her
teeth r
Meantime the engine was puffing and
pulling, and making the oar-wheels fly
around and around, bringing Uncle Philip
and Aunt Jennie nearer and nearer every i
minute. And, at the aame time, papa and .
mamma, with the new carriage and wolf
skin robe, the black and gray horses and .'
Tom to drive, were on their way to meet
them at tne depot in the city.
"When bet tomes, i wiu pot my armeet
round aunty and hud her tight I tan,"
said Bug, climbing upon a chair, putting
nis right twamb in nis mouth, and taking
hold of his left ear with his left hand.
In a minute more his head began to
droop as though the little brown hand
was a weight pulling it down.
"Bug is asleep ! ' cned Harry. "Now
he ean't sit np to see aunty to night"
Bug a head came up straight in an in
stant "Ten," said he, "I mus' do to bed."
So that was the last of Bug for that
night Eat very bright and early next -morning,
aunt Jennie heard a rattling and
tapping at her door, and there he stood,
his face shining with good nature and his
morning bath. . . ,
"I feme," said he, smiling, and looking .'
as though that must ba-eood news.
"So you have," replied uncle Philip.who
wat lathering his face. "Kiss me."
"I s'ant do iti. It's nasty," said Bug,
running backward till he came sgainst the
window. Then he stood looking sharply
uncle Philip as he took aphis razor.
Hag s fittber wears a great long beard.
away do n into bis tea and soup, and Bug
never saw anybody shave before. - So he :'
stood and looked with his eyes as round aa .
cranberries.
"Hi n tuttin off bim'a node," aaid be, .
gravely, after a minute.
Then ancle fhilip and aunt Jennie
laaghed, and Bug laughed with them, and -
pretty aooii the break last-be 11 rang.
lint bete re breakfast was naif over, Bug
slipped from hia chair. ' - ,
1 tan t eat any more tapper, lt mate
me tick," said he. "Where mine's hatf" -he
continued, feeling on his head. "I .
want Iz. l doin' out doors."
Nobody had seen it, and nobody knew; '
but pretty aeon Bug gave a howi of delight . .
"Hero it id, in the tichen !" he cried.
"Tne oid tat and the titten had dot in it"
"Well, don't go where it is wet, Bug, re
member," said his mother, who waa a hand
some woman, but apt to be meddlesome.
"No, I won't do ut" replied Bug. poai
tively. "I won't do on the drass, nor on
the bwicks, nor on the dround, nor on v
cmyfwiru- ...
Then off ho pattered to the hencoop un
der tbe blackheart cherry tree, with the ' c
kitten hugged up in one arm and his thumb
his mouth. ,
Little bits of yellow bantams, covered
with down, were running over the grass
like yellow dandelions on two legs, and
the mother baneam in the coop shook eat : .
her white feathers, clacking and crooning
and fluttering, full of pride and care and
happiness. . .
rag stood still kitten, thumb, torn hat
and all and his little heart ran over with
love and joy as he watched the tiny brood .
jumping over clovers taller than they, and
losing themselves under plantain-leaves '
and behind stalks of yarrow. .
Presently one unlucky young bantam, on
hie way to the coop, ran so fast be tripped
over a tangle of long grass and directly -Bug
dropped the kitten and caught him.
The poor thing gave one fierce, sharp peep.
and then shut his black, beady eyes, and . ..
stopped struggling.
'-mm dead, l doin to Dewy ne ln my
fower-darden," said Bug, stroking the
down on the little yellow legs.
So be ran for his mother s trowel that, '
some unfortunate mischance, had been -left
on the verbena-bed, and then he went
the bit of garden that belonged to him, '
spot where sometimes daisies bloomed,
sometimes bachelors' button?, and oftenest
nothing at alb At present there waa a ' - -dandelion,
upside down, and one full-blos- a
somed scarlet poppy that George trans
planted from his garden only the evening -1
before. -
"I will bewy him' Ight by my f owera,
aaid Bug, holding the chicken fast in one -dimpled
hand, and digging his grave with
the trowel in the other.
Pretty soon the old gray cat came in the
kitchen with a yellow bautem chicken in
her month.
"You naughty, naughty eat I Sylvia!
mamma I come I" screamed Harry, who
was sitting in the window, snapping red
rose petals on his forehead. "The cat has -
got one of my little bantiea."
Mamma and by l via came, ana so aia
Bug. - -
1 drr mm to the tat saia ne, tnumon-
antly. "Him wouldn't tay beutied. Him
trawled out and trawled out. and so I
div'd him to the tat."
Poor little bantam ! ' Happy bad it been
him had he addled in the shell; for,
though he was still alive, he died very soon
after he was put back in the coop with his -'
head under bU mot ler's wing.
'My little battam is dtad," said Harry.
'He i dead, and Bag and the eat killed '
him. Bug has lost your trowel, too, mam- .
ma. He took it off into the orchard, and
lost it" '
"Why, Bag 1 What a naughty boy ! How
sorry I am !" said bis mother, looking
troubled.
"If I see a dog with-your t'owel in turn's
mouf, I will twitch it 'ight away and b ing " -it
to you. I vilL Here is a cherry-tree,'
too, for you, mamma, all ripe and nice.
mine's. Deorde div it me and b ringed x
par you," -: . ' ... - h
Then mamma, was obliged to smile and
comforted, aud Bug ran oat to pick bis .
poppy-bloseoma so he could get the seeds
plant Young Ameriea.
Royal Good Sense.
For the benefit of those young American '
girls who think a companion a "slow -poke"
who doee'nt sport trained dresses
and beaux, before she has hardly wiped her
mouth of the bread and butter of school
days, it may be said that Prinoeas Beatnoe,
daughter of Qieen Victoria, now sixteen
years old, has never yet worn anything .
but short dresses, even upon the grand oc
casion of a draw in gr room reception, when
court trains are axiTersal.
Fetxoes are in endless variety; plain,
ertpt and plaited, and headed with ffip,
passementerie, guimpure or velvet Many
of the fringes are very elegant
