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NEWARK, NEW CASTLE COUNTY, DELAWARE, AUGUST 11, 1883
NUMRER 34
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Fashion.
Dark brow®, green, black or blue
velvet is the most elegant trimming for
light-colored cashmere dresses.
Satin cords, braided into rather
intricate designs, are used
ing for other trimmings on rich cos
tumes.
1'uusies of all colors and sizes on
grounds of various colors uppear in
ebene effects on some sash ribbons and
scarfs.
Large shawls of white mull embroi
dered on the edges and in the corners
will be much worn with midsummer
toilets.
Mackinaw straw sailor hats, with low
crow;*« and t>tifl brims, will be much
worn by gentlemen iu midsummer.
Colored silk mitts are embroidered in
self-colors across the hand, the wrist
aud on the top which reaches to the
elbow.
tlie lieiui
heliotrope,
lilac,
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Violet,
pansy,
dahlia and many other red tints of pur
ple are fashionable for silk and wool
costumes.
Opal-tinted shot silks and the aurora
colors of pink with gray, or pink with
orange, are among the novelties.
Scotch plaid g ce silk of very dark
colors are used iu combination with
:d cashmere for semi-dress
sural i ai
costumes.
Sun umbrellas are to match tlie color
of the dress, and are mounted on thick
JL oaken sticks, with handles studded with
ft gold.
j The high novelty in walking suits in
* • j Paris is a combination of fine black
cashmere and white moire on white
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ARE ALLTHECHILDREN IN?
Tlio darknes« fall«, the wind in high.
, black clouds HU the western »ky ;
The storm will soon begin ;
Tho thunders roar, the lightnings flash.
I hear the great, round rain-drops dash—
Aro alfthe children in ?
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They're coming softly to my side ;
Their forms within my arms I hide—
No othor arms are surel
The storm may rage witli fury wild.
With trusting faith each little child
With mother feels secure.
!
Hut future days are drawing near,
They'll go Irani this warm shelter he
Out in the world's wild din ;
ittH will fall, the cold winds blow,
know,
The
I'll nil alone ami long
Are all children i
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Will they have shelter then see
Whore heart« aro waiting strong
And love in true when tried?
Or, will they find u broken reed
When strength of heart they ho much need,
^To help them bravo the tide?
God knows it all ; his will is host,
1 11 shield them now and yioldtho rest
In his most righteous hand ;
Sou inti me» tho eouIb -ho louas, are riven
By tempest* wild, and thu.: are driven
Nearer the better land.
and
If he should call us homo before
The children go, on that blessed shore
Afar from care and sin,
I know that I shall watch and wait
HU he. the Keeper of the gato.
Lets all the children in.
An Awakened Love.
Abiel Grimes was an old bachelor.
Some people called him an old cur
mudgeon, and some people called him
an old hunks, and these titles were
really more truthful than flattering.
The fact is, as the world goes—and
the world goes hard enough with some
—Abiel Grimes was a pretty hard man
—hard and cold, selfish to the core,
cruel when his interests were at stake ;
apparently had no more feeling than a
lamppost, no more charity than a to
bacco sign ; seemed ever grasping for
everything, never yielding up anything ;
living only for Abiel Grimes, and car
ing for uothing beyond himself.
When he was twenty Abiel Grimes
went to see a young lady—a very sweet
young lady, everybody called her—and
it was at last rumored that they were
going to be married.
But one day, being caught out in the
rain, she allowed another young man
to hold ah umbrella over lier while she
walked home by his side.
Abiel Grimes chauced to witness the
transaction, and became furious—
storming, raving and tearing passions
to tatters.
He did more. He left Mary Albright
with a curse, and never visited lier
again.
She wept and sobbed, and w
disconsolate for a time, and then she
married the kind young man who had
held the umbrella over her,
From that time forward nobody ever
heard Abiel Grimes laugh.
In fact, it is doubtful if he could
laugh.
He drew into himself like
inUi^hja,* hell, and to the world be
presente/ ' exterior as hard as that
she/
very
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'>!.» energies to making
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and lands which he
Ld to tho poor.
;klcs8 wight who
will
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■itgages, but
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If » seemed .
sh< Ved mercy.
,b»to the street went a sick father or
mother or starving children if he failed
Jto gel his lawful due.
He was no hypocrite, however ; h-«
was consistent with hlmsel".
He gave nothing to churches, be
cause, as he averred, religion was a
sham.
He gave nothiug to hospitals, be
cause people hud jjo business to be
sick.
\ and never
He gave nothiug to charitable so.
cieties, because t he poor ought to work
for their bread.
In short, he gave nothing toauybody,
except Abiel Grimes.
Aud Abiel Grimes lie pampered.
There was nothing too good for Abiel
Grimes.
He bought a splendid mausiou, sur
rounded himself with luxuries, and kept
servants who were no better than so
many slaves in his regard.
llis sister kept house for him, beiuga
poor, quiet, timid, childish widow, with
no other home, nor any means to live
without labor.
Of all days iu the year, Abiel Grimes
hated .Sundays and liolidays.
Why ?
Because lie could not vex people in his
business transactions on those days, aud
because poor people were idle, and seem
ingly happy, and he hated to see people
happy.
If he could have shut them all up in
black pits aud kept them to work there
all their lives for his gain and comfort,
he would have done so.
And of all the holidays, Abiel G rimes
hated Christmas, and its rejoicing and
festivities.
And in this state of mind, without
prosperously in worldly gain and amass-1
ing riches—Abiel Grimes reached the
age of forty-five, hale and hearty, with
a sharp face, iron frame, cold grey eyes, J
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Now it so happened that one hated
Christmas night Abiel Grimes returned '
to his elegant mansion at the hour of ,
I It was snowiug fast and the streets '
ever having a day's illness—going on
thin hair and a bald head.
eleven.
were mostly deserted.
Tlie mansion looked grim, and dark, '
and cold, for there had been no rejoicing
there that day, and the servants had all
gone to bed.
in
Only the poor housekeeper was sit
ting up for her brother, to keep the
'lire bright and his slippers warm, and
his water hot for his punch, and to act
as his slave and minister to his every
whim.
Abiel Grimes ascended the high
marble steps in no pleasant frame of
mind.
It had been a long, disagreeable day to
him, liecause everybody had been too
happy to feel the venom of hate with
which he regarded them.
On the upper step he paused i
tonishment, which soon merged into
rage.
SomelKHly had left a banket on that
step—a basket witli a handle to it ; a
basket filled with something which the
fast-falling snow had already covered
with a thin, pure mantle of white.
"The infernal carelessness or impu
dence of some servant or beggar," mut
tered Abiel JGrimes through bis shut
teeth, as he raised his foot and gave that
basket a vigorous kick.
He intended to kick it clear from his
cold, hard marble step—no colder and
harder^than bis own marble heart—into
the middle of the street. But his design
miscarried.
The basket struck against the iron
rail, bounded back, fell over, aud a
small bundle rolled out.
Then from the small bundle came a
feeble wail, a human wail, a cry of
innocence appealing to Heaven against
the cruel neglect and abuse of man
kind.
"A living child !" exclaimed the as
tounded and somewhat horrified Abiel
Grimes. "And if I've killed it there'll
lie the duece to pay."
Yes, Abiel Grimes, and the Lord to
settle with besides.
For a few moments an almost para
lyzing terror had possession of this man
of iron, while another pitiful wail came
up to him from that living bundle at his
led.
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What should he do ?
Leave the little thing to perish, and
have a murder on his conscience, and
the coroner at his door V
Call a |K»liceiuan and have it removed
and a report reach tlie press in such a
garbled way as to mix him up in a ridic
ulous scandal ?
And then—startling thought—what
if it had already been fearfully injured
by his brutal kick ?
Might it not even at that aw ful mo
ment be dying !
It was a cold night, but great lieads
of perspiration came and stood out ou
the thin, hard face of Abiel Grimes.
At that moment a rollicking party of
young men tuinnl the corner of the
street, and came singing, laughing and
shouting forward.
Ip another minute they would pass
his door.
Heavens! they have already seen
him, and what if they should hear and
î the chi!d, and find it dying from his
brutality.
Ther
courts where men were
tried for murder, and Abiel Grimes did
not like even to fancy himself standing
in the felon's dock.
Never did the trembling fingers of
t|iat man work faster than in applying
the koy, turning the bolt and forcing
open the door of that palatial mansion.
Then he siezed the child and the bas
ket, sprang into the marble vestibule,
and shut lhe world out, just as those
rry young bloods went singing, laugh
ing, shouting, reeling and rollicking
past the dark frowning windows of his
bachelor abode.
Hastening to his own elegant sitting
1 , where his sister sat waiting for
him, Abiel Grimes fairly burst into the
Apartment, white and trembling, with
the living and wailing bundle In one
hand and the basket in tlie other.
' Here, Griselda," cried he, as tlie
surprised sister started up in alarm,
"here's some lieggar's child that I've
Just stumbled over ou my step, and 1
want you to see it I killed It,"
lie did not dare to say lie had kioked
it over even to lier.
The poor sister had a kind heart—site
had been a wife and mother, and had
lost both mother and child—and she
tenderly took the poor little waif, un
rolled it, examined it, and then soothed,
and kissed, aud hugged, and fondled it,
till it opened its sweet little blue eyes,
and fairly laughed in her face.
"Oh, you dear little darling!" she
cried, completely oblivious in her ab
sorbed delight to the presence of her
ogreish brother.
"Well," he snapped out at length,
"is the child hurt ?"
"Oh, no ; she does not apj»ear to.be,
Abiel,"
"Then throw the she into the fire !"
he cried, with a savage stamp of his
foot.
Of course he did not mean to have
his sister literally obey his murderous
order, but only to understand that the
child must be put out of his w ay, and
that he would have nothing more to do
with it.
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thing to love in my declining years. I
Let me have this. Sse, dear Abiel, |
how sweet the darling looks, and how it
J smiles even now upon you."
I And the little baby did at that
mont chance to throw out its little
' hands toward the iron man, and did
, seem to smile at him, Just as babies
have before now been knowu to smile
' upon their murderers.
"Bah V" grunted Abiel Grimes, as lie
"Oil, Abiel, brother, let
it, and call it mine," pleaded
keep it,
and
the lone-hearted sister. "I want some
' turned away,
But he did not escape scathless.
A beam from that baby's eyes had
dartfcd into his, and that beam had car
ried a ray of God's sunshine from that
pure innocent soul right down into h's,
warming one tiny little spot, and
citing
his life.
Abiel hurried off to bed, without
putting on his slippers or making his
punch, leaving his sister Griselda alone
with the child.
She found and prepared some milk
for it, and secretly avowed it should
never leave her.
That night Abiel Grimes dreamed
that little blue baby eyes were looking
at him ; and he got up and hurried off
the next morning, as if to escai>e from
the little
of tlie strongest sensations of
and himself.
As he made no further protest his
sister kept the child in the mansion,
but out of his sight, and told the ser
vants it was an unexpected Christmas
present, which she prised more highly
than gold.
One day, seven or eight months later,
Abiel came unexpectedly into his own
sitting-room, aud found the bright aud
playful little one tied in a chair, ham
mering its little chubby fists on the
cushion before it, and talking to itself
in the unknown language of babydom.
"Hello !" said Abiel Grimes, baiting
in front of it ; "you here yet, ma
dame ?"
' Ja ! ja ! go, goo !" answered baby,
( both hands and feet fiy up and down as
if attached to springs.
Again something shot from that pure
little soul into the dark hard soul of
Abiel (trimes.
"Confound it," he muttered, "I lie
lie ve you're a witch !"
"Ja ! ja ! goo ! goo ! Ja-goo !" laughed
baby, all full of springs.
The next moment she was up in those
strong arms, and her little velvet cheek
was softly pressed against his lips.
" I am glad I didn't kill you !" he
said.
At that moment his sister came
hurrying into the room, but paused
with fright and astonishment on seeing
her brother present and baby in his
arms.
"The only child I ever saw that I
could bear to handle," he observed with
a kind of a sheepish look, as be placed
the little one in her arms.
"Oh, Abiel, she is iu an angel sent
from heav
both !" cried Griselda with a wanning
enthusiasm.
The brother did not answer, and the
sister felt happy that he did not storm
and rave.
The secret work of heaven had be
for Uie comfort of
gun.
From that time forward there was a
change in Abriel Grimes.
The iron began to melt, the stone
began to soften, the soul began to
humanize, and people who had known
Abiel Grimes for years began to won
der.
( )ne day a poor man came to plead
for a )itt]e more time in which to pay
his rent.
"My little girl's very sick," be said
in a voice of distress, with tearful
eyes, "and I've been obliged to lose
time, aud take the money which I'd
saved for you to buy medicine with for
her."
"You owe me a month's reut !" said
Abiel, taking up his pen and beginning
to write,
"And if you give me time
"You will never pay me !" inter
rupted Abiel, at tlie same time hand
ing the poor fellow a receipt in full for
the amount, and a five pound note.
"Take that, and go home and nurse
your darling/and, if not enough for
your distress, come back again !"
"God bless you !" cried the poor man,
bursting Into tenia.
"lie lias already!" mumured Abiel
to himself. "He did it one Christ
mas night, when He sent me a little
angel."
"I come to tell you that my husband
is dead, and that I cannot, at present,
satisfy the mortgage you hold," said
a weeping w»4ow to him at another
time.
"Take the mortgage itself down to
the recorder of deeds, madam, and let
him write 'satisfied'
it," w r as the
reply of the once hard-hearted man, as
he handed the document, together witli
an order for satisfaction, to his aston
ished visitor.
Like to tho pent-up waters of a
stream when the obstructions give way,
so tlow'ed forth the charities of Abiel
Grimes, aud all who knew him marveled
and said,
"Behold a miracle !"
Years rolled ou, and a thousand
places felt the secret influence of that
baby darling who had come so myster
iously oil that cold Christmas night to
the them hard, cheerless home of Abiel
Grimes.
As his heart softened under her genial
smiles, the now humanized bachelor had
her named Mary Albright, in memory of
his first and only love, whom he fancied
she resembled.
And as she grew in years, the once
gloomy mansion was made cheerful for
her sake, and every Christmas there
became a happy day of rejoicing.
Ten years had passed, and the thin
I hair of AbielGrimes was becoming fleck
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ed with silver; but his face looked fresher,
and his heart felt younger, and his soul
was far happier.
Into liis presence one day came
a lady in black, deoply veiled, and,
to his utter amazement, related the
incident of finding a baby on his
stei*.
"I put that baby there," she went on.
"It was not my child, but my daughter's
child. I married, and my husband died,
leaving me a daughter. She married, and
her husband died leaving her a daugh
ter. Tuen she died, and the child
fell to me. I was poor and you were
rich, and I hoi>ed to interest you in
the little link. I did not desert the
child, nor put it there by chance, i
for I knew you were coming home,
and I watched from my hiding place
till you took the little blessing in.
"Unknown to you I have had an eye
on it ever since. You have cared for
it tenderly, Abiel Orimes, and I feel
that in turn it has cared for your soul
have called it Mary Albright.
Why? Well, the name is answer
enough. You have seen a resemblance
to one you once knew, and once loved,
but L> whom you did a grievous
wrong !"
"I did !
Abiel (» rimes.
"She forgave you then—forgives
you still — and has come to say that
you can have her grandchild for your
own."
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burst from tlie white lijis of
"Oh, give me herself also,
cried
Abiel Grimes with powerful emotion, as
he seized the lady's hand and drew aside
the veil from the calm sweet face of his
old love, Mary Albright.
Need we go on with the sequel ?
They were married on the next
since
Christmas, and have
been counted among the happiest of
mortals.
And now, instead of curses, Abiel
Grimes heaps blessings on every Christ
mas, and all the poor around heap bless
ings
Abiel Grimes, and
his sweet
wife, and his good sister, and his darling
pet, and on all that belongs to him and
them.
An Italian In America.
Lauding at New York by a ferry-boat
is the first impression I get of Ameri
*. To us who have no estimate of
hurry, and live longer than these people
exist, the scene is very attractive—in
one sense ! The ferry-boat is crossing
early in the morning and is full of busi
ness men—that proud term of a country
which recognizes the dignity of labor
and condemns our dolce far niente. No
one waits for tlie chain to be lowered ;
tliis chain oftimes protects a free peo
ple from going overboard. They all'
jump over it, and freqqentjy before the
Kiat touches the wlmrf. That is pro
gressive young America. And from
that early hour until the evening, when
they go back ou this boat, they are
jumping over endless chains of
merce and coins. The great nation of
jumpers ! The republic of hurry !
Young men in the prime of life jump
into graves ; middle-aged men hurry
into coffins! I live on, a type of retro
gressive Italy ! Oh, progress, progress !
On thy altar are the sacrifices of mil
lions of lives, millions of luxuries, and
millions of happinesses. I am hurried
off the ferry-boat and hurried into a
cab ; I am hurried into a hotel, a bath,
a dining-room where a dinner is hurried
iuto me, and then told that this is prog
ress. I
hurried in and out of bed
and down Broadway, the veriest gulf
stream of all hurry. Yes, if is prog
gress ! So is a locomotive on the Hud
son River Railroad at eighty miles an
hour. So is cabling messages for the
daily dress under the Atlantic, when
the messages are worth cabling ! So is
lobbying at Albany on appropriation
bills ! Progress here is to me a paradox,
because I have not yet lost my Italian
peculiarities. The American girl is
cliampagny. She is glittering, foamy,
bubbly, sweet, dry, tart—in a word,
fizzy ! She'has not that dreamy, magi
cal, murmury loveliness of our Italian
girl. And yet there is a cosmopolitan
combiuation iu the American girl that
makes her a most attmotive coquette
in her frankness, ip her pardonable fri
volity, in her being a phenomenon oi
of verbal intrigue ! You may lose your
head easily with her iu a week, and in
the way of recollecting what you had
said to her yesterday, for she is gifted
with memory, but your heart—jamais ?
It takes a longer time for that ! But be
sure she will have both sooner or later.
I don't believe she is half as mercenary
as she talks, in the vein of what female
heart can gold despise, Yet she gives
you a strong impression that the alpha
and omega of life, is a modiste and a
millionaire. My impression of an
American girl is one never to be for
gotten. She is bright, brisk and busi
nesslike, T° lie conoise, I would call
the American girl a sort of social cate
chism—full of questions and answers.
In many instances she omits the answ ers
aud becomes an incarnate questioner.
I never experienced such a pleasurable
witness-box position iu all my life.—
Letter,
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An Old Story, but Still True.
Timothy Ruggles was' six feet six
inches in height and had a fine and
stately bearing, aud
finite jest," It is related through tra
ditional souroesthat the comiupin of the
SupremeCourt of «J udicature at Barnsta
ble, about the year 174*2, headed by Chief
Justice Lyne, an old woman came into
the Couit House as a witness, and not
seeing a seat at' hand she was directed
by Buggies to take the Chief Justice's
seat, and so she innocently took it.
Soon the Court, in all the provincial
poiiip and circumstance, entered with
the accompanied officers and announced
"The Court ;" whereupon the Chief
Justice, with no small degree of indig
nation, inquired of the old lady "why
she was there,
pointed to ltuggles and said ; "That
man told
Clfief Justice ordered her to leave his
seat, and after the Judge had taken it,
turning to llugglea with a proper degree
of Indignation and firmness, said : "Mr.
Buggies, why did you give this woman
my seat ?" Ruggles replied : "I thought
it a good place for old women."
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She immediately
to take this seat. " The
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Religious Sentiment,
Life is made up, not of great sacrifices
or duties, but of little things, in which
smiles and kindnesses and small obliga
tions, given habitually, are what win
and preserve the heart, and secure com
fort.
A Quaker's Philosophy. — The
following lines, said to have been writ
ten by a Quaker, contain tlie true phi
losophy of life : I expect to pass through
this world but
there be any kindness 1 can show, or
any good thing 1 can do, to any fellow
human being, let me do it now. 1*1 me
not defer or neglect it, for 1 shall not
pass this way again. Let this lie my
epitaph :
Wliat I spent I had ;
What I saved I left behind ;
What I gave away I took with me.
Good Advice to Parents.—A lways
speak in a pleasant voice.
Teach your children how to work ;
how to obtain a living by their
effort. Teach them the nobility and
dignity of labor, that they may respect
and honor the producer.
Teach your children the evil of secret
vice, and the consequences of the
of tobacco and spirituous liquors ; teach
them to be temperate, orderly, punc
tual, truthful, neat, faithful and hon
;e. If, therefore,
■
est.
Encourage your child to be careful of
personal appearance ; to return every
tool to its place ; to always pay debts
promptly ; to never shirk a duty : to do
an equal share, and to always live up to
an agreement.
It is an erroneous idea which mauy
farmers have that manure applied in
the hill, or directly beneath where a
plant is to grow, does more good than
the same fertilizer spreaîl broadcast and
well incorporated through the surface
soil.
Teach your children to confide in you
by conference together. Tell them your
plans and sometimes ask them their
advice ; they will thus open their hearts
to you, aud will ask your advice. The
girl that tells all her heart to her mother,
has a shield and a protection about her
which can come only with a mother's
advice and counsel.
Give the children your confidence in
the uffuinf of your business. They will
thus take interest and liecome co-work
ers with you. If you enlist their
spect, then their sympathy and co-op
eration, they will quite likely remain
to take up your work when you have
done, and will go ahead perfecting what
you have commeuced.
If you are a farmer do not overwork
your children, and thus by a hard and
dreary life drive them off to the cities.
Arise at a reasonable hour in the
ing, take an hour's rest after meals, and
quit at five or six o'clock in the after
noon.
and other amusements have a happy
time the remainder of tlie day. There
is no reason why a farmer's family
should be deprived of recreation and
amusement any more than others.
IV
Mini 11
Let the youug ]>eople in games
Is it to Your Interest ?—We take
readily to anything
interest in the business aud affairs of
We exercise no little care to dis
cover what is such. Is it not well to
exercise a similar care as to our interest
in spiritual tilings, and discovering what
is such, take to it readily and with a
purpose ?
Let us here aflirtn it is to your inter
est to be a Christian. The truest phi
losophy, the highest wisdom and the
most varied experience of men prove
tlie truth of this assertion. The testi
know is to our
life.
many of the best, most useful and hap-'
piest among men in all ages, prove it.
Intuition,reason and révélation prove it.
In the face of such witnesses you
should not doubt for a moment, at least
give a respectful, earnest, honest and
immediate consideration. Y r ou would
be convinced of your interest in other
mutters, and act accordingly, upon
half the amount and credibility of tes
tiwony. It is to your interest in the
future. It will secure to you an "in
heritance," a "mansion," a "kiugr
dom," a "crown." You can not cheat
yourself, never so willingly into the
assurance that death ends your exist
ence, or that living i
ceiye the reward of heaven iu the life
to come. Then is longer than now ;
the interests then
sin you wifi re
î greater than
now ; and gain then, compared with
now, will make the latter seem but
loss. If not a Christian, whatever you
may gain in the present you lose tlie
joy and glory of a never-ending habita
tion among saints, with angels, and in
tlie presence of God in the future.
What profit to a man if "he gain the
whole world and lose his
soul ?"
It is to your interest to be a Christian
in the present. The future is not so
far from the present. They are closely
related, linked together, and the former
reaches into the latter. "The kingdom
of heaven is at hand," to be realized
here, in some measure at least, by all
wlio enter it there. It is true from the
united testimony of all Christians, the
best men and women that have ever
lived. It keeps you from a violation of
the laws of life and health, prolonging
days and escaping pain, it keeps yoa
from violating the principles of
science, promoting peace, conteutment
and comfort. It commends \ou to tlie
confidence, respect aud love of your
fellow-men. It guards you against a
thousand ills aud troubles to which you
are subject by sin,
Polka dots are now no longer of
color, but are variegated or iridescent,
or if self-colored
in contrasting tones, or in triplets, as
black, crimson, white, etc.
placed alternately
j
A ninety-year-old «Pennsylvanian,
who never smoked, never drank, never ,
fell in love, and never went out of his |
native town, has just started on his
first journey. He was in a hearse.
A compositor who was puzzling over
one of Iloraee Greeley's manuscripts,
sagely and savagely observed : "If Bel
shazzar had seen this hand-writing
the wall, he would have been more ter
rified than he was.''
A New York State man who tried a
Hying machine of his own invention last
week had no advice to give to those
who crowded around. All he said was :
"Work in 'durnedfool' somewhere on
my touil)stone ?"
What is the liest thing to hold when
you get out of temper ? Your tongue.
What kind of essen« does a young
man like when he pops the question ?
Acquiescence.
Mark Twain remarks that all we
need to possess the finest navy in the
world is ships—for we have plenty of
water.
A Western editor alludes to a rival as
a person entirely devoid of bigotry in
medical affairs, having allopathic feet
and a homeopathic head.
The need of the age is not only a
stronger nail, but also a nail that can
be driven by a woman. One with a
head about the size of a trade dollar.
A great many men remain awake
during the sermon until the minister
straightens up and says, "But one word
more and I am done." Then they start
in for a long nap.
"You just take a bottle of my medi
cine," said a quack doctor to a con
sumptive, "and you'll never cough
again." "Is it so fatal as that ?" gasped
the consumptive.
"What brought you to prison my
colored friend ?" said a Yaukee to a
darkey. "Twoconstables, sah." "Yes;
but I mean had intemperance anything
to do with it ?" "Yes, sah ; dey was bof
drunk."
" said a little four-year-old boy,
after runing in tlie house the other
an old dude ?" "No,
indeed, 1 am not. Why did you ask ?"
"'Causea feller just now come along
the pavement and said I was a 'young
dude.' "
An old Irish soldier, who prided him
self upon his bravery', said he had fought
in the battle of Bull Bun. When asked
if he had retreated and made good his
escape, as others did on that famous oc
casion, he replied : "Those that didn't
run are there yit 1"
A Parisian lady, who is soon to be
remarried, has,a little daughter eight
or nine years old. One of the little
girl's friends invited her to dinner for
the following Tuesday. "Oh, I can't on
Tuesday," replied the child, with a most
important air ; "I marry mamma on that
day !"
The most .gauzy story ever presented
to the credulity of the American public,
says the San Francisco Post, is that it.[a
recent stage robbery in Montana an editor
who was a passenger w r as robbed of $1.50
and had $000 that was not taken. The
inside facts are that he had the $1.50 in
the toe of his sock and the $000 in Ins
mind.
Paid in His Own Coin.— The presi
dent of a defunct savings bank of Chi
cago got into a hack and rode to tha
central depot. Upon arrival at his des
tination, the driver said : "Fare, please
one dollar." As the regular charge is
only fifty cents, the indignant passenger
at once demanded of the "Jehu,"
"What do you take me for ?
cenlson the dollar, sir; I was afraid to say
ouly fifty cents for the ride, for fear you
would want to settle with me for only
twenty-live cents, that being fifty per
cent., and the rate at which you settled
with your other creditors. " The hack
man got his dollar, and the ex-banker
got something he had not thought ol
before.
Wit and Humor.
Mf '
Ta,
evening, "are y
"Fifty
Western humor' will siss and bubble
under any and all circumstances. Now,
who but a westerner would think of
making the track of tlie awful cyclone
the subject of joking comment, but he
does it, and very cleverly, too. Here
some of the things which a corres
pondent of the St. Louis Republican
says happened during a recent visitation :
The turning of well wrong side out in
Mississippi ; moving township lines in
Nebraska ; blowing all the staves out
of a whisky barrel in Iowa and leaving
the bung-hole ; changing the day of the
week in Wisconsin ; snatching twelve
shirts out of Henry Clay Dean's trunk
at Rebel Cove ; killing an 1 ouest
Indian agent iu the far West ; twisting
the tail of a mule in Texas ; lifting
David Davis off the political fence iu
Illinois ; murdering
to law i
rant, which is certainly one of the least
temptiug of fowls. It is such a satanic
looking bird tbas the very look of it
always suggests Miltou'a legend of its
having been the first creature whpse
form was assumed by the arch-fiend,
when, perched on the tree of life, he
overlooked with envious eye the fair
man contrary
Kentucky ; blowing the
crack out of a fence in Dakota, and
all the schism out of a church choir in
Minnesota.
Birds of the Hebrides.
Curiously enough of all the birds pro
hibited by the Levitical law as unclean,
the only one ever eaten is the cormo
Garden of Eden, plotting how to work
taste of this repulsive-looking bird is
mischief for the blissful pair. Tho fishy
considerably diminished by burying it iu
the sand for four-and-twenty Hours, and
j then skinning it, after which its flesh is
said ^ make tolerable soup, in flavor
, happily combining iish and fowl, the
| former predominating. There is some
thing very weird about these solemn
black birds (scarts, as they are called),
which haunt the dark caves along the
rocky coast. In the innermost recesses
they heap up a pile of dry seaweed,
selecting, with unerring instinct, a spot
where the highest spring tide, cannot
touch them. There they lay their eggs,
and sit guarding their nests, or else
stand solemn and immovable on the
ck ledges, never stirring till we are
well inside their cave, when a sudden
llap of dusky wing startles us, ami they
dash past us with piercing cries. Well*
does the seaman recognize the voice
of these birds of ill-emeu, whose shrill
notes invariably herald the coining
storm.
it is very pretty, however, to watch
them fishing, as they pounce on their
silvery prey and gluttonously struggle to
swallow it alive, though, perhaps,
twice too big for comfort, and, more
over, wriggling piteously all the time.
In olden days, some of our ancestors
imported fishing cormorants from
France and from Holland, and enjoyed
their sport as fully as do the Chinese
cormorant-fishers of the present day,
fasten ng a leathern strap round the
lower pail of the throat, to prevent the
birds from actually swallowing their
prey, and training them to return to
their mastere and disgorge their spoils.
Wonderful is the amount and variety oi
bird-life to be
some of the out
lying rocky islets, where sea-birds of
every sort and kind congregate iu count
loss multitudes. Thousands of puffins
burrow in tlie turf like rabbits, while
on every rocky ledge sits closely-packed
of sea-gulls, guillemots and kitti
wakes, black-headed gulls, stormy pe
trels, eider-down ducks ; in short, all
manner of wild-eyed beautiful birds
guarding their precious blue or green
eggs, which lie in millions on the liare
rocks or half hidden among tlie grass
and rushes, while feathery clouds float
in mid-air, hovering near their mates,
and appearing in the distance almost
like a shower of drifting snowflakes,
gleaming iu the sunlight. For all lov
ers of such beautiful, wild bird-life,
greater enjoyment
than a yachting cruise in the Hebrides
in the early spring- time.— All the Year
Round.
conceive
Floriculture.
Grasses.
Just a bank of flowering e
Lightly swaying to ana
fro,
summer south-wind passes
In tho noon tide glow.
In their diverse beauty fashioned,
Turning often to the sky,
W hence a glare of light impassioned
Answers to the sigh.
Gaily greeting each wayfarer,' - '
Shyly bending to the breeze,
Surely earth's great Burden-hearer
Careth much for these.
Ah, the quaintly flowering grasses
As again we pass them by,
Lie in brown and droopi
Gathered hut to die!
Is their murmur a complaining
For their day so quickly passed ?
Do they mourn its ueetness—claiming
It should ever last?
A -
l>mg
.
Such a wealth of sweetness granted,
As hud never graced their bloom.
Fills the air till
By the rich perfume.
haunted
In their fragrant stillness lying,
Where so lately they counseled "faith,"
They in every act of dying
Whisper " love in death.''
Restoring Plants 3500 Years Old.
A curious experiment has recently been
tried with wreaths and votive offerings
taken from the tomb of an Egyptian
king, where they had been drying for
.5500 years. Under judicious manipula
tion in hot water the dry cells swelled
into their original plumpness, and tlie
leaves, attached tocard board and treated
like recent specimens, were sent to Sir
Joseph Hooker at Kew'aud exhibited ata
late soiree of the Royal Society. Not only
were the form of the leaves so far re
stored that they could be botautically
identified but the intricate venation of
the tiower petals could be plainly trac
ed ; the coloring of lilies, larkspurs and
other flowers w'as displayed, and even
tlie distinctive orders of some speci
mens were preserved. In general,
these old leaves and grasses were **
the same as of similar species to-day.
Rose Perfume.
The Weekly Hatch ye says: "Gather
all the fragrant roses you can—no mat
ter if you are a week gathering—and
when you get a good many, take an iron
mortar and pestle, like a druggist lias,
fill the mortar and i>ouml the leaves to a
pulp. It will be quite like 'a lump of
dough. Then take your thimble and
use it for a measure—fill it full of the
mixture, empty out in to your hand, and
between your palms roll and roll, until
you make a compact little ball rouud
as a marble. Make up all your rose
dough material this way, place
plates and dry in the sunshine. They
will be dark aud brown looking, but* /
"The aceut of the roses will cling to tliem
still," These are to be put in drawers
and trunks and band-boxes, and among
your table and bed and towel linen,
and they will be just as fragrant for
years as when you plucked the ahort
lived beauties aud buried your face lov
ingly drawn into their glowing red
hearts. I Lave made lieads of them by
making them a trille smaller and dry
ing them with pins stuck through the
centres. Then they can be strung.
Again, I lyive made them into little
thin cakes the size of crackers. They
are nice any way, for the great charm
remains the same. Instead of pestle
4'
5
and mortar you can take your slew
kettle aud potato- masbflç iu a pincli."
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