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VOL. l.-NO. 3.
The Yellow Man with almond eyes
Is in disgrace just now;
What has ho done to be the cause
Of such an awful row?
Whv do they meet so solemnly
Ilis banishment to plan?
Simply because he's proved himself
To be the Coming Man.
They call him a mere brute compared
With their Caucasian race;
Then if they can't compete with him
The deeper their disgrace;
They feel his cunning hand and brain
That's why they wish to ban
• Forever from their envious slioroH
The Yellow Coming Mwn.
They want to turn him out because
Ho works for little pay,
Saying, a white man cannot live
On fifty cents a day;
We answer, and it has be
Since Urst the world began,
That he who has the fewest wants—
0 lie is the Coming Man.
If white men, claiming finer blood,
Of better food have need,
Superior art in them should show
They're worthy of their feed.
Y«t in the finest works of skill,
Deny the truth who can,
7'he white man is a clumsy beast
Beside the Coming Man.
Among the good things
which are going the rounds may
be mentioned the following"
Colored Discourse" recently de
liverd by a venerable preacher
out West:
"My tex, brudderen and sis
tern, will befoun in de fus chap
ter of Ginesis, and do twenty
seben verse. .So de Lor make
man jus' like hessef. Now, my
bruddern, you see dat in de he
ginnin' ob de world' de Lor'
mak Adam. I tole you how he
"make him. He mak him out ob
clay, an'ho sit him on a board,
an'he lok at him, an'he say fus
rate,' an' when he get dry he
brethe in im de brèlf ob life,
lie put 'im in de garden oh Ed
en, an he set'im in one corner
oh de lot, an he tole 'im to eat
all the apples, eeptin dein in de
middle oh de orchard, dem he
wanted for de winter apples,
By-em-by Adam he get lone
some, de Lor mak Ebe. I tole
how he mak her. lie gib j
Adam lodlom till he get sound
sleep, den he gouge a rib out ob |
lies side an mak Ebe an he set ;
Ebe in the corner ob de garden,
an he tole her to eat all de ap
pies, 'eeptin dem in the middle
ob de orchard, dem he wanted
for lies winter apples. Wun
day de Lor go out a bissitin, de
debbil come along, lie dress bis-!
self in the skin ob de snake, an
he find Ebe, an hetole her "Ebo
why for you no eat do apple in
de middle ob de orchard?" Ebe
say Dem de Lors winter apples
But de debbil say, "I tola you
for to eat dem, case (levs de
best apples in de orchard,
Ebe eat do apple an gib Adam
a bite an de debbil go away.
By-em-by de Lor came home
an he miss de winter apples, an
he call "Adam," "You Adam!"
Adam he lay low, so de Lor call
again "You Adam!" Adam say
"Here! Lor." An de Lor say
Who .stole the winter apples?"
Adam tole im he don't kno,
"Ebe ? spent." iso de Lor call,
"Ebe!" Ebe she lay low, do Lor
call again "You Ebe!" Ebe say,
"Ilea, Lor." De Lor say "Who
stole de winter apples?' Ebe tole
'im she don't kno, "Adam, she
sped!'' So de Lor catch butt", an
trow dem ober de fence, an tole
'em " (io work foryour leben.!"

'Tell your mother you've been
very - good boys to-day,' said a
mission school teacher to two
little new scholars.
'0,' replied Tommy, looking
up eagerly into her face, 'we
hasn't any mother.
'Who takes care of you?' asked
the lady.
'Father dose. We've got a
beautiful father—you ought to
see him !'
'Who takes care of you when
he is at work?'
He "takes all the care" before
he goes ott' in the morning, and
after he comes back at night,
He's a house-painter, but there
isn't, any work this winter; so
he's doin' laborin' till Spring
comes. He says he wont let us
eat, city soup and wear other
folk's old clothes, when he is
well and st rong. He leaves us
a warm breakfast when he goes
oil'ami we have bread and milk
for dinner, and a good supper
when ho comes home. Then
he tells us stories, and plays on
the fife, and whittles out beau
tiful things for us with his jack
knife. You ought to see our
home and our lather—they are
bot li so beautiful!'
Betöre long the lady did see
that home and that hither The
room was a poor attic, graced
with cheap pictures, autumn
leaves, and other little trifles
that cost nothing. The father,
who was at the time preparing
the eveing meal for his mothçr- J
less boys, was at first glance du- I
ly a rough, begrimed laborer; ;
but before the stranger had been ;
in the place ten minutes, the
room became a palace, and the
man a magician. His children
had no idea they were poor,'nor
were the}' so with such a hero
as this to fight their battles for
This skilled mechanic, thought,
it an honor to work for the city
rather than eat bread of depen
dence, and whose grateful spirit
lighted up the otherwise dark
life of his children, was preach
ing to all about him more eti'ect
ully than was many a man in
sacerdotal robes in a costly tem
ple. lie was a man of patience
and submission to God's will,
showing how to make home
happy under the most unfavor
able circumstances. He was
rearing his boys to be high
minded citizens, to put their
shoulder under burdens rather
than to become burdens to soci
ety in the days that are coming.
He was, as his children had
said, a beautiful father," iu the
highest sense of the words -
SO MOT 1 I Kit.
The other day, when a stern
and dignified judge ordered a
prisoner to stand up and offer
objections, if he had any, to be
ing sentenced to prison for a
long term of years, the prisoner
rose and said :
' I never had a mother to shed
tears over rue.'
His words entered every heart
in the court room. He was a
rough, bad man; in the middle
age of life, and he had been con
victed of burglary, but every
heart softened toward him as
his lips uttered the words. He
felt what he said, and tears roll
ed down his cheeks as lie con
tinued :
' If I had had a mot her's love
and a mother's tears, some one
A mothers love is never known
, , . , .... T
or appreciated in early life. In
attei years, the ,p ray era learned
at a mothers, knee the counsels
impressed upon the young heart i
by a mother's love, the tears !
shed over the waywardness of
the boy, are called up by mem
ory; and happy is it for the son
of a Christian mother ifit is not
to plead with me and pray with
me, I should not now be what 1 1

J too late, as in the case quoted,
I when they are remembered.—
; Boys, remember your mother,
; and thank God for her Christian
How to Riso In the World.
In 1855 a young gentleman
registered his name in the larg
est hotel in the city of Louisville
He had a perttygood wardrobe
such as young men usually have,
including a gold watch and
chain, lie was in search of oc
cupation. At the expiration of
two weeks he took an inventory
of his personal effects. "Out of
money and no buisness." He had
a brief interview with the pro
prietor of the hotel. His trunk
of clothing was left as security
for his board bill; he hypothe
cated his watch for the loan of
ten dollars, and having kissed
the tip end of his choral fingers
to a kind and sympathetic land
lord, he went diving for the bot
Ile found "bottm" on
Water street, where a steamer
was being discharged of cotton
by Dutc
heavy pair of boots, a blue shirt
and overhalls, he commenced
rolling and piling cotton at the
rate of live cents per bale. In
three weeks he was promoted to
the position of marker, with a
salary of forty-five dollars per
month,and at the end of nine
months he had a right to grow
mellow over a salary of one
hundred and twenty-five dollars
per month. To-day this gentle
man is one of ihe largest bus
iness operators in Bay street.
No moral need be given,
story speaks its own.
iman, negroes, ana
Having purchased'a
Moths in Winter.—M oths will
work in carpets, in rooms that are
kept warm, in Winter as well as iu
Summer. A sure method of re
moving the pests is to pour strong
alum-water on the floor to the dis
tance of half a yard around the
edge before laying the carpets.
Then once or twice during the sen
fi ° n - f s lf' kle ^ . 8 " U ov £ tke
carpet before sweeping. Insects
{ , o j, ot like salt> a J 8U ° fficient ad .
] ien , s j 0 (j le cur petto prevent them
a |ig|,tim>- upon it.
" ~
I plead guilty!
A young lady being charged by
a gentleman with having trifled
with his feelings exclaimed; "Well,

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