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THK OLV HOME. “return, return,” the voices cried, “ To votir old valley tar away; For so'tly on the river tide The tender iigiits and shadows play} And all the banks ar gay with flowers, And ail the hills are sweet with thyme Ye cannot And such bloom as ours In you bright foreign clime !” For me, I thought, the olives grow, The sun lies warm upon the vines; And yet I will arise and go To that dear valley rich with pines i Old loves are living there, I said. Untouched by years of change and pain ; Old faiths, that I had counted dead. Shall rise, and live again. And still “Return, return,” they sung, “ With us abides eternal claim. In these old fields where you were young, We cull the hennease and the balm ; For us tlie flocks and herbs increase, And children play around our feet; At eve the sun goes down in peace— Return, for rest is sweet.” Then I arose, and crossed the sea. And sought that home of younger daystf So love of old was loft to me (For love has wings and seldom stays); But there were graves ti)>oii the hill. And sunbeams shining on the sod. And low winds breathing : “l’euce, be still | Lost things are found in God.” His Second Chance. “And you really are going to fall into that trap, Dick?” said Hetty Morgan, indignantly. Mr. Richard Carisforde looked calmly fit his wrathful little cousin. “I don’t exactly phrase it in these terms, Hety,” said he, quietly, "If you mean to question whether I am intending to offer myself to Miss Deer liaven, I can only answer to you yes. ” “It is a trap, and I insist upon it that it is,” said Hetty, vehemently. “Oh, dear, why will men be so wise upon all other subjects, and so idioti cally blind when women are concerned ? Julia Deerhaven is an ill-tompered, scheming ” "Hetty!” " She is not your wife yet; no, nor even your iinncee, thank goodness,” persisted Het y and something may happen to open your eyes before you have hopelessly committed yourself.” ■ "Hetty,” said Mr. Carisforde, rest lessly turning a lead peuoil round and round iu his fingers, “ what has occurred to give you such a prejudice—an ■unfounded one, as I sincerely hope— against Miss Deerhaven? She is cer tainly pretty, and ” "Pretty? Yes," said Hetty with a shrug of her shoulders, "so is a spotted tiger pretty after its fashion, and a black and yellow leopard.” "And amiable.” “No,” interrupted Hetty emphati cally ; “her temper is anything but the temper to make a man’s life happy.” " What makes you think so ?” "I don’t think so,” said Hetty, with an air of calm assertion. "I know it; i she is ill-natured, shrewish to her poor old father, and mother, unaimable in every relation of life. ” i "You misjudge her, Hetty, I am cure,” pleaded Mr. Carisforde, with a troubled look. "Oh, of course,” answered Hetty, satirically ; “that's always a man’s argu ment. I only hope you won’t find my judgment correct, when it is too late to mend matters. ” “At all events she is industrious, or she would never have undertaken to lead the district school.” • ** Yrs ; because she wants more money than she can screw out of her father for dress ornameuts and inappropriate jewelry.” •'Now. you are uncharitable, Hetty." “Oh, am I,” retorted Hetty, with a toss of her pretty little head. "Just (Ou wait and see for yourself, that’s •dl; only dou’t say that I haven’t warned JOu.” And she flirted out of the room like a (Ritierfly in high dudgeon. ••. Bicliard Carisforde sat with con tracted brows and gvave, thoughtful as he still turned and twisted the ©6de r pencil between hisfiugers. Could tt be possib’e that there was any shadow 4 truth in what Hetty Morgan had just (Mien saying to him. No, surely not— MDd yet—the reflection would keep ateemring to him that if it was so, what M very disagreeable discovery it would tie to make too late He thought of Jklia Deerhaven, fair, serene and dew eyed as an angel—surely she could be naught but what she seemed. Hetty ■Bust be mistaken ; and yet Hetty was generally pretty shrewd in her conclu ffcms, quick to understand, and an •dept in reading all tho signs of char acter (• m Is there no way of deciphering this •While ?" sighed the would-be lover. "Ob, for a wise woman to unfold the mysteries of futurity—for a clue of hidden meaning of a sweet voice or a gentle glauce ! I remember how, as a lioy, I used to write iu my copy-book, over and over again, * All is not gold that glitters !” Can it be possible that I am destined to live over the significance of tlie words? If Julia Deerhavtn is not perfect, then women are more of dissimulators tlijn I have any idea. ’’ And Dr. Dick Carisforde, too unquiet to sit still, went for a long walk, wliosa windings took him past the one-story scbool-liouse where Miss Deerhaven taught young ladies how to shoot, at the rate of twenty-four dollars a month, and in sight of the lower furm-liouse, under the hill where Farmer Deerhaven him self dwelt, trying to force a preeiuious living out of the sterile and rocky soil. For the fair Julia was tho eldest of seven voting Deerhavsns, and money didirt grow on every blnekberiy bush in the pasture meadows, by any means, as tho poor tiller of tlie soil fouud to liis cost. It was L-) very tempting casket to enshrine tue jewel of Julia Deerliaven’s rich blonde beauty—yet Richard Caris forde stood looking nt it a-3 lovers will gaze upon tho homes of those they have learned to worship, until tho purple clash came down, like a royal curtain, all glittering with stars, and a light flashed out of the lowly casement, where perhaps, even then, Julia was lighten ing her mother’s household cares with tho tender ministrations of filial love. He stood quite Bilent and immovable for full ten minutes—then started os if from a magnetic trance. "I can but try it,” ho said, as if addressing some other presence than his own individuality. "It seems a strange unnatural way of solving the riddle, but I am placed, just now, iu a position where convictional iorm and mere sur face inquiry are actually worse than nothing. I will go back once again to the pictured visions of my boyhood, and temporarily play tlie part of the dis guised Sultan who yisited the street* of the Eastern city, seeing life, as from his throne, lie never could have had the opportunity to behold its various phases. Hetty’s real friendship f >r me deserves that the matter should be tested— and if she is really right, why then ” Mr. Carisforde did not finish the sentence—it was not an alternative upon which he liked to look. Miss Deerlmveu released from the duties of preceptress of the little school house at the cross-roads, was stretched upon the kitchen lounge, in no very picturesque dUhdbiUe, her feet thrust into loose slippers, her yellow hair pushed back, and a novel in her hands, while the six younger Deerhaveus were play ing about the floor, and their mother, flushed and wearied with her long day’s work which was not yet approaching its end—bent over the cooking stovo —when a knock sounded on the outer door Miss Deerhaven started to her feet. “If it should be anybody!” she exclaimed, wtto voce, “and I such a fig ure !” “ Oh, pshaw !” said Josey, the eldest boy, “ Jule’s visitors all go to the front door, and old Carisforde had gone to New York, ’cause Miss Hetty told me so when I took a pail of blackberries up there to sell this mornin’!” "Will you stop your noise,” said Miss Julia, imperiously, “or I will give you something that will make you ! Mother, why dou’t you go to tlie door ?” "I thought perhaps you were going, my dear,” said the farmer’s wife, hum bly. "Well, I'm not." said Julia, petu lantly; “ I should think you might know enough for that, and one iu this dress 1 Hurry up, why dou’t you ?” Mrs. Deerhaven obeyed her pretty daughter's not very dutiful injunction, and found herself confronting a tall, slouching looking fellow, with his hat drawn down over his eyes and both hands iu his pockets. “Heerd as how Farmer Deerhaven wanted a hand to help along with his hayin’,” was the explanation of the errand that had brought him, “and, bein’ as was out of work " “Mr. Deerhaven isn’t iu,” said tho farmer’s wife. “He’s after the cows.” “Well, now, if that ain't too bad!” said the hand; “and me come all the way from Smith’s Forks !” “But I expect he'll be back pres ently,” said Mrs. Deerhaven; “won’t you sit down and wait a spell ?” “ Don’t care if I do, ” said tho stranger, dropping his whole weight upon one of tho flat- bottomed chairs. “P’raps, miss, there, would give me a glass of water." Julia stared ban ily at him without deigning to notice his request, while Mrs. Deerhaven, moving slowly and THKMIOLANB J©UftNAL. wearily across the floor, brought him a gourd-shell full of clear dripping water from the cedar pail by the door. “ Ain’t lost the use o’ her limbs, nor nothin’, lias she ?” drawled the harvest hand. * Why?" asked the mother. "No, of course not —but why do you ask ?” “Out our way, gals don’t lop down on sofys and let their mothers do all the work !” exclaimed the new-comer, “ un less they’ve got rlieumatiz or chills and fever, or such-like ailment!” "Mother!” interrupted Julia, sharply, while the indignant color rose to her j cheek, if you dou’t stop those children’s racket I shall go up stairs and stay— they’re enough to drive one crazy ! As for you, sir!” to the man with a slouched hat, which he had not had the courtesy to remove, “ I'll trouble you to mind your own business!” "Sartiniy, man! ’answered the farm hand, with a chuckle —and Julia vented the wrath she could not reasonably expend on him in a sounding box on the ear, bestowed on Augustus Fred erick, her third brother, who broke into a howl. "Ma !” cried the promising youth, “ain’t she to stop ? She’s all the time knockin’ me round, and my arms are black and blue where she hit me last night ? It is, yon cross thing ! with a grimace nt Miss Deerliaven, whose eyes shown just then with anything but a dove-like expression, and I’ll be glad when old Carisforde marries you, and takes you off, away from iiere, so there e-ere, now!" And Augustus Frederick fled to his mother’s skirts for protection from the uplif.ed hand of his elder sister, while Julia burst into angry tears ! “It's too bad!" she sobbed, “they’re just a pack of aggravating little wretches and you back them up iu it mother, you know you do ! I hate them all—l hate home, and I wish I was well out of it!" The harvest hand rose slowly to his feet, doffing the broad-brimmed hat that he wore, and unfastening the folds of a cotton pocket-handkerchief that wore twisted about his throat byway of substitute for a neck-tie. “ I am afraid I am one too many in this little domestic tableau,” he said, quietly, and Julia started as if a gal vanic shock had stricken her at the clear, calm sound of Mr. Richard Caris foule’s voice. “They say listeners never hear any good of themselves, and perhaps I may be charged with enacting that part; but old Caristorde has cer tainly heard much that may be pro ductive of good to himself. I beg leave to wish you a very good evening. ’’ And Mr. Carisforde bowed low and retired, before Julia Deerliaven could summon up sufficient presence of mind to speak a single sentence.. He went back to where Hetty Morgan was sitting at her needle-work by the shaded lamp. "Hetty,” he said, “you were light about —about Julia I beg your pardon for ever doubting you. Hut one thing is certain—l shall never marry now !” Men often say this, but very seldom keep their word. Mr. Chrisforde did marry, before the year was out, and his bride was Hetty Mor an, the pretty cousin who had bravely ventured ou such a timely warning! Nor did he ever regret his second choice ! THE OIiIGIN OP SALT. This world was once a haze of fluid light, as the poe s and the men of teience agree iu infoiming us. As soon as it begau to cool down a little tlia heavier materials naturally sail a toward the centre, while the lighter, now repre sented by the ocean and the atmosphere, floated in a gaseous condition on the outside. But the great envelope of vapor thus produced did not consist merely of the constituents of air and water; many other gases and vapors mingled with them, as they still do to a far less extent iu our existing atmos phere. By ami by, as the cooling and condensing process continued, the water settled down from tine condition ot steam into one of a liquid at a dull red heat. As it eondeused it carried down with it a great many other substances, held in solution, whose component elements had previously existed in the primitive gas eous atmosphere. Thus the early ocean which covered the whole earth was in ull probability not only very salt, but also quite thick with other mineral matters close up to the point of saturation. It was full of lime and raw fliut, and sul phates aud many other miscellaneous bodies. Moreover, it was not only just as sqlt as at the preseut day, but even a great deal waiter. For from that time to this, evaporation has constantly been going on iu certain shallow isolated areas, laying down great beds of gypsum and then of salt, which still remain in the solid condition, while the water has, of course, been correspondingly puri fied. The same thing has likewise hap pened in a slightly different way with lime and flint, which have been separ ated from the water chiefly by living animals, ami afterward deposited on the bottom of the oeean iu immense layers ns limestone, chalk, sandstone and clay. Thus it turns out that in the end all our sources of salt supply me alike ulti mately derived from the briny ocean. Whether we dig it out as solid rock salt from the open quarries of the Punjab, or pump it up from brine wells sunk into the triassic rocks of Cheshire, or evaporate it direct in the salt pans of England and the shallow salines of the Mediterannean shore, it is still at bot tom essentially sea salt. However dis tant the connection may seem, our salt is always in the last resort obtained from the material held iu solution iu some ancient or modern sea. Even the saline springs of Canada and the Northern States of America, where the wapiti love to congregate, and the noble hunter lurks in the thicket to murder them unperceived, derive their saltness, ns an able Canadian geologist lias shown, fiorn the thinly scattered salts still retained among the sediments of that very archaic sea whose precipitates form •.lie earliest kuown life-bearing rucks. To the Homeric Greek, as to Mr. Dick Swiveller, tlio ocean was always the briny ; to modern science, on the other hand, (which neither of those worthies would probably have appreciated at its own valuation,) the briny is always the Oceania The fossil food which we find to-day on all our dinner tables dates back its origin primarily to the first seas that ever covered the surface of our planet, and secondarily to the great rock deposits of the dried-up triassie inland sea. And yet even our men of science habitually describe that ancient mineral as common salt. • ■ ■ ■■ TEA AS rKEI’AKED IN THE EAST. The Ilnnnins (Himalayan natives) drink tea which comes from China in small packets, made up of the large leaves, small branches, seeds, etc., form ing a mass reduced to the smallest possi ble size by pressure and rendered some times still more compact by a slight addition of sheep’s blood. The Huunias travel great distances, living only ou tea ami what the Hindoos call snttoo, that is, flour made from rousted beans or peas. To prepare the tea they boil tho leaves for some hours—all night, in fact, if they are in camp—in a small earthen pot; then they pour out the infusion into a large basin full of hot water, adding some salt and clarified butter, (gl/ee) if they happen to have it. All these naturally make a kiwi of soup, and the native can live on it several months and undergo severe fatigue without taking any other nourishment. “The method adopted by the Mongols and other Tartar tribes for the prepara tion of tea in bricks is,” say Johnston in his “Chemistry of Common Life,” “it is believed, that which extracts from the leaves the greatest possible-amount of nourishment They scrape- the tea into fine powder and boil it m the alkaline water of the steppes, adding-some fat and salt, after which tlioy pour, off the liquid, leaving the deposit. They drink twenty, even fortyglasse of this 11 qiioriu the day, mixing in it some honey and butter with a little roast meat; but with only a little mi.k instead of the meattliev can subsist many weeks with this drink for sole sustenance.” TUB SPUINB OF MAX. The springs to which Dax owes its corrupted Latin name are certainly very curious and remarkable. They rise in the centre of the town in a large basin inclosed by railings. Over the water is a per|>etniil cloud of steam that com pletely obscures the view wheu the weather i 3 cold. At other times one can see the holes in the ground from which hot water and air bubbles are eternally rising. So great is the flow of water that the raunic pality can only employ a very small portion of it for bathing and drinking purposes. People are allowed to hr ng pitchers and pails and tap it as they please for liousohold use. Its temperature is 158° Fahrenheit. These thermal springs cause a moist heat and that makes tho olimate of Dax very enjoyable to mos quitoes. Like all mineral waters put to commercial purposes these are credited with marvtljus medicinal properties. All the ills to which flesh is heir except death, they are supposed to cure. The ancieut wall was almost perfect until 1858, when the intelligent Dacquois, finding it greatly in the way of their desire of expansion, proceeded to pull it down. They would have completed the task they set themselves had not the Government interfered in time to save just “enough of the past for the future to grieve.” To these people, in whom the blood of their temporary rulers —the Vandals—still courses gayly, belongs the honor of nearly destroying a work of unique interest What re mains of the wall is a marvelous piece of solid masonry. Although post- Romau, the construction is on the Rom an model—a simple parapet, strength ened with round towers. Planted with trees in boulevard fashion, this frag ment of the ancient ramparts has become the favorite promenade of the people of Dax. The fourteenth century castle on the left bank of the Adour is a noticeable object, but it is not an im posing specimen of a mediaeval strong hold. From its position it could never havo been worth much as a fortress. DISA FPE All Al* CK OF lIKPTILKS. Reptiles are at present a small and dying race. They have seen their best days. But in tlie secondary age, as Tennyson graphically puts it, “a mon strous elf was of old the lord and master of the earth." At the beginning of that time the mammals hod not been devel oped at all, and even t its close they were but a feeble folk, represented only by weak croaturee like the smaller punched animals of Austria and Tas nmniifc. Accordingly, during the sec ondary period the reptile had things everywhere'pretty much their own way, ruling ewer the earth as absolutely as man and! the mammals tfo> now. Like all dominant types, for the time being, they split np into many and various forms. Jtr the- sea they became huge padd ing' enaliosnurians ? on the dry land they became great, erect dino s lurinnspin the air they became terrible flying pterodactyls. Four a- vast epoch they inherited- the earth,, and then at last they began to fail, mi competition with theirown more developed descend ants, the birds and mammals. One byone they died out before the face of the- younger fauna, until at last only a few orocodiles arxfi alligators, a few giant snakes, aud’ ai few turtles remain among the wee skulking lizards and geckos-to remind us off the enormous reptilian types that crowubd to the sur face of tire fiassic oceans. Long before the actual! arrival of trus- birds upon the scene,- however, sundry branches of the leptilian class had been gradually approximating to and f&resbudowing the future flying tilings. Indeed, one may say, at- an early period, the cen f ral reptilian stock, consisting of the long, lithe, foravlegged forms like the lizards, still closely allied in shape to their primitive, newt-like and’ eel-like ances tors, begun-to divide latterly into sundry important branches. Some of them lost their limbs and became serpents; others acquired bony body coverings and become turtles ; but the vast major ity went off in one -or l two dir-.ctions, either as fish-like seai saurians, or as bud-like land saurians. It is with this last division alone that we shall have largely to deal in tracing out the pedi gree o£ our existing birds. A MOVIJUJ CITY. Tlie entire ci y of Virginia, in Nevada, has moved over thirty inches to- the east since the big fire of 1876. The Maynard block, in W iden Hill, is known to- be gradually sliding down in the direct on of Gold, canyon, and has moved nearly twofieet since its erection. This movement is so gradual that it does not affect ii> any manner the safety of the building, as the ground, to the depth of nearly eue hundred feet to the bed r ck, is known to be continually sliding. It is a well-known fact among ; practical miners that the ground on which Virginia City is built is what is | termed a slide* and that it is necessary I to sink nearly oue hundred bet Ix-foro | finding the natural bed rock These | slides are caused by the constant crum bling of the rocks on the moun ain sides. The debris thus accumulated through incalculable ages is cons*antly gravitating downward, and in a few hundred thousands of years what is known us the site of Virginia City will be nothing but barren bed rock. No, “Viola, v. uuio.;. ui.uk. itpossi ble that the rejv>ou thy call them giddy girls is because they are apt to make the young men s heads \wirn.