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i 4 Life out of death is heaven's unwritten law, Nay, it is written in a myriad forms The -victor's palm grows on the fields of war, And stiength and beauty are the fruit of storms. Come then, my s^ul, be brave to do and bear Thy life is bruised that it may be more sweet The cross will soon be left, the crown we'll wear Nay, we will cast it at our Savior's feet And up among the glories never told, Sweeter than music of the maruage bell, Our hands will strike the vibrant harps of gold To the glad song, He doe all things well" [Sunday Magazine The Hole in the Floor. The life-ooject of Seth Grovner and busan, his wife, was to amass property. Tt had been their aim since their wedded existence, which now counted fifteen years, and was still cherished as the dear est wish of their hearts. No change was made except it would hasten the desired consummation of this long-nutured hope no outlay was ventured upon unless" it promised existence in the hoarding, of monev. Not a day's respite had the^bne Irom unceasing application to business not an hour passed that the other was not planning some new way to save dollars and cents. In such an atmosphere of eager grasp for pioperty, it would be strange had their children escaped the infection. Tueir little faces brightened at the sight of a. penny, not that it would procure sweetmeats, but because it would add an other to theii store of coins and the small hand grasped it withj as instinctive and keen a pleasure as an aged miser clutches his gold. The oft repeated pa rental injunction "A penny saved is a penny earned'' fell upon the childish eai, but childish wisdom applied the mxim the confectioner and fruit-vend ei were rarely called upon by the young Grcnneisthe seed was taking root. Mi and'Mis. Grovner had nothing to give away Poverty was rudely lepulsed misfoitune, in the garb ot despondency, met with lebuke instead of sympathy, boriow, in the peisons of mourning widows and fatherless children, vainly sought woids of consolation and a help mc: hand, the kindly voice ot pity, and thf wlupei msfs of cnarity, were unheard by eais inaccessible save to the hints of ii ngahty, the suggestions of economy, or the pi omptings of prudence. Ah, little do tlie unfoitnnate gain fiom those mak ing haste to be rich! Heading, the cheapest of luxuries, Mr. Grovner thought too expensive to be en couiagcd. Books cost money, and news papeiscouldn'i be had for nothing, even it there wasn't any postage on them. When he was rich he would have a li brary worth showing. His wife had DO social intercourse with her friends and neighbors, visits took time, and if she at tended parties, she would be expected to give them. That would not do so she lemamed at home, mind and body ab sorbed in the one paramount idea. Did either feel a lingering desire to listen to the notes of some lauded singer, or the eloquence of a distinguished lecturer, the price of tickets of admission softened disappointment and made the sacrifice seem less. The Grovner children were never per mitted to leave the dusty, crowded city tor a dav in the woods with their com panions. The iarp back and forth was not to be disregarded and an excursion ot this nature was inevitably attended with more or less torn clothes. Money was always the mother's inducement a promise of three or four cents each made the little men bear the privation heroic ally. Ah, nature is a better teacher than a mother whose idol is gold I One opens the heart to kindly influence, makes it more susceptible to genial impressions, quickens brotherly love, and brings the creature nearer the Creator the other blunts the sensibilities, chokes the springs of benevolence, clogs the aspir ing spirit, making it insensible to a loft ier sentiment than the love ol gam. Are there'no other Mrs. Grovners? None of the family attended churrh, for pew-rent was an item, and a minister's tax not an unimportant consideration. If preaching and good example cost noth ing, they would have availed themselvt-s ol their benents, but as" it was, parents and children were "a law unto them selves." Their living was of the plainest possible kind, and quantity was studied as closely as quality. None of she Gtov ners were afflicted with eout or dyspepsia if their palates were never regaled by dainty dishes. Mr. Seth aDd Mrs. Susan were threat ened with a dire calamity, in the shape of a visit from an elderly relative who had troubled them but once since their marriage. A letter had been received, avowing his intention to bocome better acquainted with his nephew and niece. They knew little about him, save that he was a childless old man, rather odd in his ways, and irardened with but a small por tion this world's goods. Yet this much was certain: his stay with them would be attended with great-inconvenience, and expensiveand the last reflection was the most annoying of all. Patience. 1 His appearance was not aa event of re Were there no night we could not read the joicing on the part of the host and hostess The he as ens would turn into a blinding fjlaie,- Fiesf'om is best been through the prison bars, And rough seas make the haven passing fairs We CMinot meabure joys but by their loss When blessings fade away, we see them ti.n Our richest clusters erow around the cross, And in the night-time angles sing to men. The seed must first lie buned deep in earth, -t the lily opans to the sky So "lisrht is bown," and gladness lias its birth In the dark deeps where we can only cry. the re&pectable-looking old gentleman^ missed the hearty welcome he~had prom-" ised himself. They were polite^ hut not cordial, attentive, but cola and distant, meeting hii familiar advances with that indifferent reserve so Chilling and dis couraging. The children had been sent off to bed as soon as tea was* over, and the three sat stiffly about the cold stove, Mrs. Grovner glancing now and then to the clock on the mantlepiecj "Perhaps your uncle w$u"ld line to re- tile," she observed to Mr. Seth. Conversation had flagged for some min utes it was hard doing all the talking, and Uncle Abel approved the suggestion, though it was scarcely eight o'clcck. I must confess to fatigue," he said "I'm not young as I was once, and exer tion tires me. I've been accustomed to sleeping in a warm room. If it won't be too much trouble, I'd like a fire kindled for me old blood feels the chilly nights," he added, apologetically. Mr. Seth said, '-Oh, no!" and Mrr. Su san said, improbable things transpire in this world. Who would have imagined that Uncle Abel was worth his thousands? Who would suppose that he was in .posaessiogt of a fortune, called,by the iniftated. ''inde- pendent The ^assuming* old fox" had' shown his cunning. Seth apdrSusan had overreached themselves. In'striving to Vave a penny they had lost a great'many pounds. They were Uncle Abel's onl surviving .relatives, and he had. intended making them nis heirs. But alas! the hole in the floor I he had **-1 -BBtfi^m^^Hfe'HMWfiaftlM) ^g-MaSMSMiWI'1 atwWS^Stet?- willed his money to a chantable instftu tion, bequeathing them only the knowl edge of their parsimony and self-abase ment. Irretrievable "mistake irfepar ablv error! The important object of their lives defeated by a hole in the floor, when ust upon the verge of realization. Drafting Down A Barra*olie.C Drilting down in the grey-green twilight," O, (he scent of the new-mown hay! Soft diip the oars in the mystic shy light, v wth#*charm of the dyin^day &,... While fading flecksfof bri 'ht opalescence,.^ But faintly-dapple a saffron sky, -*JL The sticam flows on with superb quiescence, The breeze is hushed to the ftes s^igh. Drifting down in the sweet'stilL weathtr, O, the fragrance of fair July! Love,,myw loveywhenewe i-l Certainly not 1" but any body could see that their thoughts widely di verged from their words. The fire was made, and the nephew took a small hand-lamp to light Uncle Able to his chamber. I should prefer this," said the latter, taking a larger one from the helf near him, "if you have no objections. It holds more oil, I see, and sometimes, when I am lestless and can't sleep, I read to in duce drowsiness. It won't incommode you very much, I hope?"' Seth said, No, indeed!" and Susan, Not in the least!" but mentally their replies were different. Uncle Abel and the largest lamp went up stairs husband and wife closed the doors for a connu bial conferance. Well!" said the niece. "What do you think?" said the nephews An assuming old fox!" she exclaimed A confounded bore!" he ejaculated. "An extra fire, Seth!" A lamp to read by Susan!" Meat for dinner!" And coffee for breakfast!" Will he stay iong, do you think?"' Two or three months, judging from the size and weight of his trunk." "A pretty bill of expense, truly I And not a dollar to pay his board "Fuel and light, and what he'll eat and drink will put us back a whole year in our calculations. This comes of having relations! I wish I hadn't one in the world i And to think he's nothing but a great uncle!" This interesting conversation was pro longed some time 5 but enough has been given a show the feelings of Mr. and Mrs. Grovner in regard to Uncle Abpl. Morning did not mend the measures of the couple, yet the worthy old gentleman was urbane and ajniling, seeming not to notice the frigid atmosphere that pre vailed. He tried in vain to make the ac quaintance of the children, but parental versight prevented the object in view, It was recolected that they, with a cei tain cl iss designated as "fools." were said to "tell the truth," and thit, in this instance, was not to be spoken. Uncle Abel's sight was imparied, but he was not so blind that he could not de tect dissatifaction, though in a measure cloaked. His tarry was short at the Grovner mansion in a week he took leave of his nephew and niece, to their unbounded satisfaction. "We have done well," they said, "to get rid of him so easily. He might haye staid a month And Uncle Abel was forgotten in the great stiuggle to make a fortune. One year afterward, they heard ot his decease by means of the following sig nificant letter, which was found among his private papers, and forwarded to them after his death. "Nephew and Niece---When a childless old man crosses your threshold, yearning for love and sympathy, and that care which, youth should voluntarily accord to old age, treat him not coldly, begrudge him not the food he eats, the nre that warms him, nor the light that enaOJ.es him to beguile a lonely midnight hour. And moreover do not forget the hole in the floor. That this advice may benefit you, is the wish of your "UNCLE ABEL "The hole in the floor." What did it mean? Light slowly began to creep into the bewildered brains of Mr. and Mrs. Grovner, revealing a startling truth in every line of the singular epistle before them. They looked at each other in blank dismay in the consciousness that their hypocrisy and littleness had been exposed. A place had Deen cut in the floor lor the admission of a pipe from the stove in the room below. Being early in the season, this pipe had not been adjust ed for the winter, and the space was con sequently open. Uncle Abel occupied that chamber and had no difficulty in overhearing every word that had been uttered beneath him by Seth ana Mrs. Ssuan. The hole in the floor had betrayed them. How un fortunate they should have forgotten it! The secret of his short visit was under stood. were much discomposed that their petty meanness had been brought to light, but were consoled by reflecting that nothing antagonistic to their intereat would come of it But ah! a great many1 tWfttqgether, O he fleetly th moments fly! 1 Drifting down on the dear old river, *ff O, the music that interweaves! The ripple3 run^and the sedges shiver, O, the song'bf the laay leaves! And ar-otf soundsfor the night so clear is Awake the echoes of bygone times The muffled roar of the distant weir is Cheered by the clang of the distant chimes. Drifting down in the cloudless weather, 0, how short is the summer day! Love, my love, when we drift together, O, how quickly we drift away! Drifting down as the night advances, O, the calm of the starlit skies' Eyelids droop o'er the half-shy glances, 0, the light in those blue-giey eyes' A winsome maiden is sweetly singing A dreamy song in a minor key Her clear low voice and its tones are 'bringing A mingled melody back to me. Drifting down in the clear cahn weather, 0, how sweet is the maiden's song' Love, my love when we drift togethei. O, how quickly we drift along! Fainting Tramps. "It is all very well to say that tramps are wretches who deserve no help, but I don't believe it. The tramp is a man, or a woman, as the case may be He is poor, and it stands to reason that he is often hungry and more or less naked. Now I am not gor:g to turn any naked, hungry wretch from my door without feeding him, and if every body would do the same the world would be all the bet ter for it." These were, in substance, words recent ly spoken by Mr. Elisha Hawkins, who had just moved into Moosevilie, N. Y*, and rented Dr. Hallett's new house near the Methodist meeting house. Mr. Haw kins had come from a region in the Northern part of the State where the. tramp has not yet penetrated, and hfe, knew nothing ot ?the real character of' that pest. Whyohe took up big residence in Mooseville need not be here set forth, though it might be mentioned that he held a mortgage on Drf Hallett's house, and had bought it in at a ridiculously low figure under a foreclosure sale. That he was a kind-hearted, unsophisticated old gentleman, was evident to every one who met him, and the Mooseville people were glad that the house, which had so long lacked a, tenant, was at last occu pied by one who promised to be a re spected citizen. On the second night after Mr. Hawkins had made use of the language herein above quoted, his front-door bell was sud inly rung. It was about nine o'clock in the evening, and Mr. Hawkins was dozing in "h^s chair while his wife was "going oVer the wash'* and laying aside such garments as needed repairing. Mr Hawkins first wondered to some extent who could be at the front door, and final ly decided that if he answered the ung he might peohaps find out. He accord ingly took up the lamp and went to the door, whence he hurriedly returned and called his fe to come and help him bring in a' poor woman who was either dead or in a faint. Mrs. Hawkins prompt answered the appeal, and, with the help of her husband, lifted up a thin and thin ly clad woman, who was lying on the front piazza, and carried her to the sitting room scfa. The woman was ralef nd un conscious, thougn a strong, ruddv lint showed that life still lingered in the e^ tremity of her nose. A glass of wine wa forced between her lips, and hei hands and arms were tendeily rubbed. Under these ministrations she gradually re gained consciousness just in time to grasp a bottle that was slipping from her pocket, with view of smashing itself on the floor. The stranger, after wiUL'y calliiig her "husband,"' "father," ''precious baby," and some more miscellaneous relatives, asked where she was, and why she had not been allowed 'to die. She then jex plained, that she was a poor but honest woman, whose husband was dead, and whose only child was lying at the point of deadi at-East Venice, the next station on the Mooseville railroad* She was on, her wayto see her child die, and, having' no money, was compelled to walk. She had already walked for fifteen consecu tive- days, during which time she had eaten nothing but two apples and a raw turnip. The bottle in her pocket con tained, as she was told, either whisky or brandy, and had been given to her by a good doctor when she started on her tramp, but her temperance principles did not allow her to taste it, although she had kept it as the gift of a goodr kind friend. Imagining that she was about to die, she^ had rung Mr. Hawkins's front-door bell, in order to- ask leave to die on his piazzaf bul his kindness had so revived her that she felt strong enough to reach East Ven ice if some one would only give her fifty cents wherewith to pay her car fare Mr Hawkins iisand his" wife were deeply touched. They gave the woman an cellent sapper and a good bed. In the morning Mrs. Hawkins gave her a supply offlbtMn|g5anaMr. Hawkins gave her ftri&dtrtJar&l Her .gratitude was profuse, anW afcj^eMeparted to-take^he -train to hfer^Iying-diildV bedside, Mr. Hawkins telt that all that he had said in behalf pf tramps was fully ^justified1.* tramp from his do ~T1 arrright the front-door bell rang at about 10.80, and Mr. Hawkins got out of bed and went down sta rs in a sleepy but still a benevolent frame of mind. He ,|^nd three trampstwo ot them women ana the .pj^her A an- -1ying unconscious (On his piazziT1 the hall, revived ythem with wane, and having listened to their pitiful stories concerning their dying children in the next town, fed them and^ sent thenvaway. He did not, however, give "them any money, for although he believed their storks, he felt that the volume of tramps was becoming rather too large Jfor his purse. Still he returned to his bed feel ^ing^that he had done^ bis duty, and that "his4 acquaintances, and repeated his declara- were about, was simplv to pos3ess them- tion that he would never turn a distressed selves ot the zebra, in" which they had jy fully suceeeded. Whilst some busied themselves in lightning a fire, the rest joined a ^ort of war-dance round the carcas, accompanied by the most wild and fantastic gestures, totally disregard ing the proximity of the lion, which had only retreated a few paces. As the fire began to blaze, indeed, we could distinct-'' ly see him pacing to and fro amongst the bushes on the edge of the river's bank.* He, moreover, forcibly reminded us of his presence by lacerating a small dog belonging to one of the party, which had incautiously approached him too closely. By a slight touch of his murder ous paw he ripped up its body from head to foot but, notwithstanding its entrails dragged on the ground, the poor creature managed to crawl to our fire, where it breathed its last the couise of a tew seconds. It was a mo9t touch ing sight to see the faithful animal wag ging its tail in recognition of its master, who was trying to replace the intestines and to stop the flow Of bkrd The savage features of the natives, which received an unnaturally wild char acter as the glare of the half-blazing fire fell full upon them: tht dying dog, with his wild master stooping despoudingly over him the mutilated caicass of the zebra and the presence of the lion with in a few paces of us, presented one of the most strikings scenes it was ever my for tune to witness. Expectiag every moment that the lion would make a dash ar us, I stood pre pared to receive him. More than once, indeed, I levelled my gun at him, and was on the point of pulling the trigger but being now sufficiently acquainted with the character of the animal to know that, if I did not shoot him on the spot, the attempt would probably prove the death signal to one or other of ns, I re frained from firing. Contrary to my expectations, however, he allowed us to cut up and carry away the entire zebra without mo esting us in any way. During the process, the natives occasionally hulled huge burning brands at the beast but these instead of driving him to a distance had only the affec* of making him more savage. Similar attempts to depiive thelion of his prey aic of frequent occurrence in the interior of Africa. Indeed, it, is no un usual thing to find a number of natives residing npar such pools of water as are frequented by antelopes, and ether wild animals, and their constant attendant, the lion, subsisting altogether in this way, or on carcasses which the lion has not had time to devour before the return of the day. when it is his habit to retire to his lair. But it is not always that the attempt to deprive the lion of his prey succeeds as well ab in the instance just mentioned. Geueially speaking, indeed, if lie be fam ishing with hunger, he turns upon his assailants, and many a man has thus lost his life. One often meets with individu als either muti'ated, or bearing dreadful scars, the result of wounds received in such encounters. He dragged them, into uuiet conscience stood in need of a -good deal of sleep. Between 10:30 and 12:15 seven more tramps rang the front door bell, and were found by Mr. Haw kins lying in seven distinct dead faints on the piazzat Five he relieved, and then- lost his tqmper. The last twe tramps had to revive themselves, and the three additional ones that fainted on the piazza between six ~Shd eight the next morning did not receive even a mouth ful of cold breakfast. A great change was noticed in Mr. Hawkins when he appeared at Whitm MI'S store early in the day, and bought half a gross of. large carpet-tacks and ten yards of oil cloth. He wore a stern and determined look, and when Mr. Whitman said that all the tramps in the State "had heard about the poor woman whom he had helped, and were on their way to see him, Mr. Hawkins used an ex pression that would have sounded better in his wife's raoath had she applied it to dilapidated stockings. Going home wi*h his purchases, Mr. Hawkins was met by Stebbins, the stage-driver, who told him that he had passed more than fifty tramps on their way from Uticato Moose ville. Mi. Hawkins made no reply, but, as Mr. Stebbins afterwaids said, "looked blackern-thunder." Just after dark Mr. Hawkins' front piazza was carfully laid with oil-cloth, through which six dozen of carpet tacks had been thrust with their points up ward. When he had completed the /work he smiled grimly, and remarked to Mrs. Hawkinswho had clasped her jhands and said, "O, father! it will hurt 'em''"Serve 'em light by gosh!" At nine o'clock Mr. Hawkins went to bed and waited to hear the fiist summons of the ,kell It came at 9:35, and was almost instantly followed, first by a wild yell, 'mingledwith profane expressions, and then by a sound! of rapidly-retreating footsteps. In the ooursje of the night this phenomenon was repeated twenty three times. Theie was a gieat variety in the oaths which aseen^ed to Mr Haw kins' window, though they all expressed very nearly the same degiee of surprise and indignation. There was a good deal of blood and a large amount of rags on the piazza in the morning, but not a sin gle unoonscions tramp lay awaijline resuscitation. For the next week anop casional tramp tried to faint on the piaz za, but never failed to abandon that in tention, and to go away to Sin unchristian frame of mind. As for Mr."Hawkins,he has laid in sev eral large dogs,there is no man in Moose ville who is more firmly convinced that tramps never, under any, circumstances, deserve charity. The Liun and the Zebra. Returning rather late one dark night to encampment, I was suddenly startled by sounds of the most painful description, not nnlike the stifled groanings of a person who is on the point of drowning. It at once stiuck me that the lions had sur prised some unfoitunate native whilst lying in ambush near the water for wild animals that came there to drink. Whilst listening in anxious suspense to the wait ings in questionwlrch gradually became more and more faintthere reached me from another quarter a con fused sound of human voices and of hur ried iootsteps. This only tended to con 'irm my first impi'ession but from the impenetrable darkness 1 could not ascer tain anything with certainty. Being un able, however, to endure the suspense any longer, and legardless of the danger to which I exposed myself, I caught up my fowling-piece, which happened to be loaded with ball, and set out the direction whence the wailingnow fast dying awayproceeded. ft had not gone very far, however, be forje I ejl in with a number of the natives, who were hastening in the same dirction as myself. 4vMy 'During the* day he mentioned! the matter to a few ^fi mmmm road, for the most part,** lay through a dense tamarisk coppic, and ft wao'surprising ti me bow I ever managed to thread the labyrinth. The hope of saving human life, however,, enabled me to overcome all obstacles. I might liavi been three or four minutes in the brake, when, on coming to a small opening, I suddenly encountered, and" all but stumbled over, a large black mass "lying at my feet while, close to uiy" ear, I heard the twang of a bow-string and the whizzling of an arrow. At the same mo ment, and within a very few paces of where I stood, I was started by the ter rifle roar of a lion, which seemed to shake the ground beneath me. This was im mediately followed by. a savage and- ex- ulting cry df triumph from a number of natives. Having recovered from my surprisej I found that the dark object that had near ly upset me was one of the natives stoop ing over a dead zebra, which the lion had just killed, and-then learned, for the first time, to my great astonishment as well as relief, ihat the waitings' which had caused me so much ^uneasiness," and which I im magvned were those of a dying man, pro ceeded from, this poor animal.1 The designs of the natives, who from the first, I take it^ well iknew what- they mm ^^m^mmMBimmmmm&)^^k4>^ "Teazies." 1 C, One of the strangest things conaecteii with the fine woolen cloth manufacture is the use of the common teazle, which aa yet no invention has superseded, and which is to be seen glowing in the fields in many districts in the "West, yielding the farmer a very fair profit. After the cloth has been woven and scoured, to re move the oil which has been added to itr in the spinning, it is fulled, a process, which coi sists in beating it by heavy hammers for a considerable time then it is scoured again, and then teazled. This is accomplished by means of a cylinder, which revolves upon the cloth with these teazles attached to it. By this means all the loose woolly parades are raised up so that they can be clean cut off, and thus make easily a very fine glossy finish. So effective is the teazle for its purpose that,, though several inventions have been tried in its steadamong others, a peculiar contrivance of wire fixed into a leather bandnone of them have been found in the least to approach it. Nature here as serts her superiority to science. England produced only about one-third of the teazles needed for the cloth manufacture,, the others being imported from the con tinet. These foreign teazles are said by the manufacturers to be by far the best. Good Words. A Wonderful Cariosity. One of Peoria's prominent lawyers went home the other day to dinner, and found that his little boy had had his head clipped in accordance with the pre vailing style. Affecting not to notice it, he began to speak of a wonderful curios ity on exhibition in Washington City, in the shape of a living creature with a form something like that of a human be ing. Its head was as lound as a pump kin, its ears stuck out like clam-shells on a cocoa-nut, its nose projected like a figure four from what seemed to be its face it walked upright, and its head was covered with a growth of bristles about one-sixteenth of an inch in length, and for want of a better name the crea ttire had been called the What Is Jt?" Vnd, placing his hand on the boy's head, the father said, Why, here it is now. Here's the very thing I've been talking kbout." The "boy replied, as he buttered a piece of biscuit, "They've got a blamed si^ht worse-looking thing right here in Pe- oria?" **What kind of a thing is it?" said tbe lawyer. It is the father of the What Is It?'* retorted the lad. S~ ww ^he^subiect wag dropped. The annual meeting of the National Agricultural Congress will take place on the 27th day of August, this year at New Haven, Conn. _Jtf.