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THE COUNTY PAPER,
nr Domn waixjul
OREGON.
MJ
LEES.
lJe-qnldu nWlniim Anlatin 1'rcHpltntuiii
Deposltus Est.
At tlrsl tliey draw us In with flattering looks
Of summer calms, and a soft Rain of sighs j
Soinstluics, like Sirens, cliarm it' with tliclr
Danec'otHlic waves and show tliclr golden
lock;
But when the tempest comes, then leaves u,
Or rather help the new calamity!
And the. whole storm Is otic Injurious womanl
The lightning follow M with a thuttdcrliolt,
A marble-hearted woman. All the slielc.
The faithless winds, blind rocks and sinking
Kdllcls,
Are woman nil t tho wreck of wrcekcu men.
Iff.
When the sun sets, shadows that sliow'd at
noon
But small, appear most long mid terrible:
rki when we think fato hovers o'er our heads
Our nniirehciislotis shoot bevond nil hounds!
Owls, ravens, crickets, seem the watch of
death:
Nature' worst vermin scut! Iter godlike sons:
Kchos, the very leaving of n voice,
firow babbling ghosts, and will us to ourgravc.
Eiich mole hill thought swells to a huge Olym
pus; While, we, fantastic dreamers, lioaeaml pud
And sweat with our Imagination's weight.
Marriage to maids Is like war to men:
The battle caues fear, but the sweet hoes
Of winning at last, still draws 'cm In.
1st.
Nay, there's a time when even the rolling year
Scents to stand still; dead dims are In the
ocean,
When not n breath dlturbs f e drowsy main.
-Ise.
1 roans and convulsions and dlscolor'd faces,
Friends weeping round u, blacks and obse
quies. Make death n dreadful thing; t'ic pomp of
dath
Is fur more terrible thin death Itself.
-1st.
Vet, oh! when thou slialtdle,
May death bo mild, as thou art cruel now;
And may thy licautles gently sink to earth,
While circling angels waft thee torcpoeI
1st.
The proudest motto for the young I
Write It In lines of gold
Upon thy liejrt, and in thy nihi l
The stlrri.g words enfold:
And In misfortune's dreamy hour,
Or fortune's prosperous gale,
"Twill have a lioly cheering power
"There's no such word as fall I"
-1st.
Yur true rcticntance never comes too late:
As sootias iHirn she makes herself u shroud,
The weeping mantlo of a fleecy cloud,
And swilt as thought her airy Journey takes:
Her hand heaven's azure with trembling strikes.
The stars do on her with amazement look!
She.tells her story In so sad n tone
That angels start from bliss and give a groan.
1st.
To sec the tears
Force through her snowy lids their melting
course,
To lodge themclvcs on her murm'rlng Hps,
That talk such mournful things; when straight
a gale
Of starling sighs carry those pearls awav,
Asdews by winds are wafted from the tlow'rs.
XallvmM 1st.
MAID OR MISTRESS.
Clarissa Cono was washing tUo dlslu s.
Tho nltornoon sunshine streaming in
through tho open door, layiiko a goldon
parallelogram on tho whitely scoured
boards of tho kltchon lloor; tho tall
dahlias in tho garden nodded their
heads drowsily in tho suhtlo autumn
heats and tho clock in thocornor, under
tho silvory spray of clematis blossoms,
had just struck threo.
Clarissa "Click," as they called her
for short handled tho dishes nnd tho
tin-ware, nnd tho odd littlo dolf pitchers
.and croampots, very scientifically. She
had washcu tho dl.-hos many a tlmo bo
foro. "If I don't d il, laamma must,"
said Click.
So slit; hnd laid aside tho china
plaques slio wns decorating in her littlo
.studio up stairs, closod tho portfolio,
where site had not yot found a rhymo
for Iter last tlno of poetry, resolutely
.shut tho book-caso door on her Germ n
translations, and, tying on a big bib
apron of checkod gingham, wont to
work.
"Because, ' said Click, with a twist
of hor cherry lips, "we do havo such
fearful experiences with servants."
airs, ione nail unvon tno littlo gray
-pony up into some almost inaccessible
eyrie on the mountain-side, in search of
a problematical Welsh damsol, who was
said to "go out to service." Mr. Cono
and his stalwart sons, woro in tho Holds,
at work; and Click, all alono in tho
house, wan singing trills and roulades,
stray reminiscences of hor boarding
school practice of tho year beforo, with
hor sleores rollod up, her bright bronzo
hair confined in a not, and hor big, gray
oyos half-voilcd bonoath thoir thought
ful lashes.
"Is tltis Mr. Eleazar Cone's house?"
Click started, whilo tho sudden color
dolugod hor face. Absorbed in somo
entrancing day-dream, sho had not
heard lliu sound of footsteps on tho
.short gnus of tho dooryard.
lwo gontloraon stood tlicro two
fspoclmons of tho gonus "Wostorn f arm-
cr," out unmistakably trom tno East.
Click lookod down in dismay at tho
enveloping bib-apron, the soapy arms,
tho array of dlshos, washed and otlior
wise, which surrounded her liko crock
very chevaux dc rise.
"Yes," sho answered, faintly, "this
is Mr. Cono's; butr-"
'Thon it's nil right, and wo haven't
lost our way, after all," said tho tailor
of tho two. "My good girl," address
ing Clarissa after a patronizing fashion,
'"will you bo so good as to tako theso
bags?" sotting his vallsos on tho floor
"And if you could got mo a glass of
cool water, I should bo a thousand timos
obliged. I supposo Mr. Cone in not in
tho houso at this tlmo of day, but ho
-expects mo."
"It's tho profossor!" thoughtCHok to
horsolf, moro dismayed than ovor.
For hor fathor, chairman of tho Board
of Trustees of tho District, had written
to a Maino univorslty to Bond thorn a
compotent instructor for tho thriving
young seminary, which had risen up
liko Jonah's gourd, in this Western
wUderncss. And Cliok had so counted
on making a favorable appearance bo
foro this professor, ana no has now
itakett inn for tho servant girl!'
JJut Mr, Cono's daughter was not
without a senso of humor; so sho drop
pod ft littlo courtesy, nnd said:
"Yes, Blr, certainly."
Sho took tho pitcher nnd went out;
nnd ns sho turned tho windlass of tho
woll with out, sho could hoar tho guests
in tho kitchen.
"I wonder whoro tho daughter is?
said tho professor.
"Tho daughter? What daughter?"
i domandod his friond.
"Don't you romombor somo ono told
us Cono had a very talentod daughter"
how Click's oars burned beneath hor
glnghnm sunbonnot? "a girl who
wroto poetry, nnd road tho Quarterly
llovlows, and"
"Horrlblol" said tho friend.
"Just what I sny mysolf," echoed tho
professor, "J can Imngino oxactly how
sho looks, spectacled nnd gaunt, with
no particular figure, nnd an nccont
through tho nose. Now" and ho
yawned and stretched liimsolf ns ho
spoke "my idea of womnn-hood is n
ileal moio liko tho pretty littlo servant
maid, who has just gono to bring up n
glass of wator. Hero sho copies now.
I am much obliged to you!" witli n
grnelous nod nnd smile, nnd ho took tho
brimming goblot from her hand nnd
drank eagerly.
"Shall I got your honor somo lunch,
ploaso?" said Click, with n eourtosy.
Sho was entering into tho spirit of tho
thing now.
"Now I think of it," said tho profos
or, "I am hungry."
"So am I," said Mr. Vail, who wns n
schoolmaster from a distnnl county-Click
tripped lightly around, spread
a snow-whito cloth on a littlo table,
brought out a cold chicken, nn npplo
pie, n pinto of rolls nnd a pitcher of
milk.
"Please, sir, it's ready," said sho.
"What Isyournamo?" brusquely ask
ed tho profossor, as ho began to cnr. o
tho fowl.
"Clarissa, sir."
"Havo you been hero longP"
"Oh, yos, sir!" said Click, with a
roguish wrinklo under hor oyclnshcs,
'thoy brought .no up."
"You seem to bo a very good nnd
faithful girl."
"I try to do my duty, sir." said Clar
issa, solemnly.
I prosumo Mr. and Mrs. Cono will
not object to your attonding tho
seminary horo, If wo succeed in es
tablishing it?" ventured tho profes
sor. "I prosumo not, sir. And pleaso,"
added Click, vory red in tho faco, with
suppressed laughter. "I soo Mr. Cono
coming, and I'll run and toll him you
nro hero."
But instead of convoying this picco of
information to tho master of tho houso,
Miss Clarissa, ran away up tho stairway
to hi r room, cast tho bib-apron on tlio
floor, shook hor curls out of tho not.and
speedily attirod horsolf in tho pretty
black cashmere dress, which was hor
ordinary afternoon costurao. Nor is it
to bo denied that sho took a littlo moro
pains than usual, witli hor ribbons,
lockots nnd brooches, boforo sho de
scended onco moro.
Mr. Eloazer Cono, a lino specimen of
tho Wostorn farmer-pioneer, was sitting
talking with Ids guests. Mrs. Cono,
returned from her quest with a burly,
rotl-armou serving mam, wlio woro
wooden sho'.i and spoko with a tro
mendous Welsh accent, was busied
with tho preparation of tea. Both
looked brightly up at tho sound of
Click's footstep, for both woro fond
and proud of tho girl in no common do
OTOO.
"My daughter, I'rofossor Utohtiold,"
said Mr. Cono, taking tho girl's hand
caressingly in his. "Mr. Vail, this is
my littlo Clarissa."
rroiossor lAtctinoia could not sup
press an oxclaraatlon of surpriso. Mr.
Vail put up his oyo-glasses.
"But wo havo scon hor faco boforo,"
said tho latter. "Wo"
"And wo havo ordorcd hor around In
a shocking manner 1" said tho professor
coloring to tho very roots of bis hair.
"Miss Cono, pray toll now what ponanco
wo must pass through, to entitle us to a
place In your good graoos onco again? '
Clarissa laughed morrlly.
"Nono whatever," said sho; "only
don't sot mo down in your mind as a
gaunt, spectacled old maid, with no
particular figure, and an accont through
tho noso.
And horo tho professor blushod rod
dor than over.
"l nover win venturo to form an un
authorized opinion again," said ho vo
homently.
'Don't bo voxod," said Click, sweet
"I won't," said tho professor.
"Bcauso I really do mean to tako
lossons in tho seminary," said Click.
And sho did. Profosior Lltchfiold
took lessons, too in tho art of making
hlrasolt agreoablo to tho farmer's pretty
daughlor; and whon ho graduatod, his
diploma was a marriago certiiloato.
tor Click had decided to tako him
"for bettor, for worso." Nor did sho
ovor rogrot hor ohoico.
qulto monoy onough. Passing by this
wo find ourtonchors complaining of tho
following things:
1. Their profession, thoj say, has no
prizes. A soldier can win promotion,
ns woll as nlorv. and can como at last
to bo ono of tho chief personages of his
country. A man of business can na
quiro wealth, and surround his family
with olecrance nnd scfoty. An nuthor
can ninko a "hit," nnd soar at onco In
to fnmo and fortune For tho toachcr
thoro Is no issuo, no outlet, no roword.
For tho few prizes which tho profossion
might olnim, tho presidentships of col
legos, ovon theso aro almost always be
stowed upon members of another pro
fossion.
2. Tho tonchor has no hold upon his
nlnco. nnd can ncnulro nono, no matter
If ho Is tho host teacher in tho univorso.
Ho is no bottor oil' in this respect than
a pollution, who may nt nny moment;
nnd without a moment's previous no
tice rccclvo n noto Inn yellow envelope,
turning him out of n placo ho has hold
twenty years;
3. Tho toachcr Is compolled to oboy
his inferiors. Tho nvorago mombor of
n school eommlllco, say our education
nl journals, is not equal In knowledgo
nnd capacity to tho nvcrogo tenchcr.
This nssortlon might bo questioned;
but probnbly tho averago school cora
mlttco does not know ns much about
toachlng ns tho teachers whom thoy
elect, direct and dismiss.
1. Holding this placo at tho ruorcy
of tho schoool committee, tho teacher
cannot spoak his mind freely oven on
subjects relating to tho management of
tho school. Ho must ploaso, ho must
flatter thorn by ncqti!c3ccnco. Ho can
bo slncoro, direct and wiso only nt tho
risk of his position.
5. Ho has no standing in tho com
munity. Or, ns ono of our journals has
it, "In a small villago ho is a man of
somo importance but in a largo city tho
toachcr has virtually no social stand-
.. . .....
Tlicso nro tno pnncipio compinmis,
nnd tlicro is somo cnuso for thom, ex-
copt, porhaps, tho Inst. If there Is nny
elrclo In any city whoro a good teacher
would not bo hold in lionar, both for
his own and for his prrfesslon's sake,
tho discrodlt bolcngs to tho circlo, not
tho toachcr.
Our groat lack is a bettor organiza
tion of tho wholo toachlng service so
as to kcop out tho incompetent, nnd to
onablo tho compelout to gain duo pro
motion and rcasonablo emolument.
Eithor this will bo done or tho common
school system will gradually declino in
offlcloncy.
In an idoal!Stato, tcachors would con
stitute nn order of nobility, nnd would
consist of tho vory choice of tho inhab
itants. Tho chief buslnoss of oach gen
eration is to rear nnd educate tho no-it;
and civilization progrcssses when tho
best of tho present generation does tho
greater part of tho work for tho.uext.
How to bring tho best of minds to bear
sublimo problom of republican states
manship.
So manv of our readers oxpect to bc-
corao tcachors that thoy may as woll be
gin to think of thoso things.
THK ANGEL'S WINO.
SAMUEL I.OVEn.
When by the evening's quiet light
There stt two silent lovers,
They say, while In such tranquil plight,
An angel round them hovers.
And further still, old legends tell,
The first who breaks the silent rpcll,
To say a soft and pleasing thing
Hath felt tho angel's passing wing.
Thus a musing minstrel strayed,
By tho summer ocean,
(lazing on a lovely maid,
With a bard' devotion.
Yet his lovolio never spoke,
Till now tlio silent spell ho broke,
The hidden flro to flame did spring,
Fanned bv tho passing angel's wing.
1 havo loved thco well and long,
Wlthlovoof heaven's own making I
This Is not a poet's song,
But a truo heart's speaking;
I will love thee, still unllrcdl"
Ho felt, ho spoke, as one Inspired,
Tho words did from truth's fountain spring,
Upwakcncd by the angel's wing!
Silence o'r tho maiden fell,
Her beauty lovelier making;
And by licr blush ho knew full well '
The dawn of lovo was breaking.
It came like sunshine o'er his heart!
Ho felt that they should never part.
Site s;oke and oh! tho lovely thing
Had felt the passing nngcl's wing!
FARM AND GARDEN.
Tho Corn Supply.
Drovers' Journal.
Tho Council BlufTs Xonparcil says:
"Iowa corn thrco years old is coming
into mnrkot in various parts of tho
State" Wo havo just intorvlowod a
perfectly rollablo gontlomnn who is just
In from a tour of general observation,
made through Iowa, northwostorn Mis
souri and through tho northorn portion
of this State Ho was also in Omaha
and got tho points for Nebraska; this
Stato has a bottor corn crop than it had
last year. Thoro is moro wild oxclto
went in tho portion of Missouri ho was
In than in any other part of tho country
ho traveled through. Ho found ono man
who had 1,000 bushels of old corn, who
is holding firmly for SI per bushol.
Quito a largo amount of corn has beon
shipped into somo counties in Missouri
to givo a wlntor supply to llvory sta
bios and othor ostnbllshmonts. Ono
man was soon to got down olY of his
horso and pick up an car of corn that
was lying In tho road, put it in his pock
et, remounted nnd rodo on. In Iowa
our tourist found by nctual count 835,
000 bushels of old corn in cribs nnd olo-
vators along ono railway lino in a dis
tance of 35 miles, which tlio owners
woro exceedingly "nnxious to ship, but
could not got cars. Ono man in this
district estimated his now crop at ton
bushels per ncro. but a fow days ago
concluded to husk ono aero of his crop,
and obtained 30 bushels from an nvor
ago aero. At Sterling, 111., ho found a
good feollng among farmors and busi
ness mon on account of the good corn
crop in that part of tho Stato. Ono
man on tho Illinois rivor has sold 40,000
bushels of whito corn, to bo dolivorod
in St. Louis noxt May at 81o per bushel.
Ho is now getting tho corn roady, to bo
delivered to till this contract; ho can
buy tho corn now, carry it until May,
and clear from 20 to 25 per bushel on
tho trade
Discontented Teachers.
Thoro appoars to bo at presonl a gon
oral discontent among the teachers of
this country. So, at loast, wo infor
from the tono of communications pub
ashed in tho oducational journals. The
other day wo made a list of tho com
plaints contained in about a dozon of
theso periodicals.
It is not necessary to montlon tho
chronic complaint of insufllclont incomo
becauso that is common to tho wholo
human race. Wo havo mot with all
sorts of people in our pllgrlmago
through this yalo of tears, but wo bavo
rarely encountered any ono who had
Mr. darter's Snuff.
Areonsnt.
Thoro nro mean men In this world,
mon who would ruin another's clianco
of earning a livlihood just for a joke
Mr. Garter is tho victim of ono of theso
mon, Mr. Gartor is a dcalor in catarrh
snuff, which ho poddies about in boxos.
Tho snuff Is a compound perfectly
ploasant to take and vory ofllcacious,
Tho othor day Mr. Gartor called upon
Squiro Ink, tho lawyer, who is vory ir
asclblo, nnd is a great sufferer from
catarrh. Ho urged Squiro Ink to try
tho snuff, assured him that ono applica
tion gavo instant relief, and that it was
so ploasant to tako that ono would
novor know that ho had tried it. After
ropoaled assursnco on this last point,
Squiro Ink consented to test tho mix
ture, and Mr, Gartor produced a box
and said, "Tako a very largo pinch."
Tho ho had boon tampered a ith by
somo flond, who had filled it witn red
pepper. Squiro Ink oboyed; ho took an
onormous pinch of it; then ho sneezed.
It wasn't n singlo sneczo, but a succes
sion of awful "achoos," that soemod of
sufficient violonco to yank Squiro Ink's
hoad oft. Tears flowed from his eyes;
and whon ho would check tho thing for
a moment it was only that it might com
mence again with rodoublod powor,
Gartor was awfully shocked. Ho pat-
tod Ink's back nnd said.
"I novor know It to nllect nny ono po
before I can tako nuantitios of It. Seo
hero!"
And then ho wont it. "Autchaka
ohoo-cachoo-cachoo-cochoochoo choo!"
And then tho samo thing ovor again.
Thoro thoy both stood and snoozed
until thoy had almost loostoned their
hair at tho roots, andfolt as thougl:
thoy had boon through a threshing ma
chine Squiro Ink was tho first to got
ablo to spoak.
What tho dovil does this moan sir?
ho yollod.
"I ca-caohoo I don t know ca1
chooool" ropllod Garter.
"Don't know! Dammo, sir, I'll teach
you to practlco your infernal arts on
mo," and ho crabbed Garter andhurlcd
him from tho window, and thon ho
Bolzed the, stuff, jumped out, andforcod
Gartor to inhalo a lot moro of it.
Thon ho loft tho unhappy Gartor, and
throo pollcomonwhocamo along picked
him up. But ho snoozed so that thoy
couldn't hold him; and when, after ho
had partly calmod down, thoy got him
into a drug store, ho snoozed six bottlos
off tho sholf. And tho noxt day, whilo
ho was In bed at the hospital, he got
notice from Ink that ho was sued for
$00,000 damage.
Fleeces.
To bo perfect fleeces ought to havo
two good qualitlos. Tuoy must bo lino
and soft both. Also thoy should bo
regular, having each staplo of tho samo
juality throughout. Tho shoop known
as tho Morino and tho Angola reach
this standard tho most frequontly, tho
floecos of Saxony keeping fairly abreast
of them; whilo irregular fleeces aro oo-
curring constantly among tho ordinary
flocks of Spain and Portugal and Italy,
in which thoro will bo found an inter
mixture of long coarso hair, of thick
opaquo hair, that makos doalors look
shyly upon tho wool, as not being "truo
grown." Thoso incriminating hairs
called "hemps," nnd "komps" nro lia
ble to appoar in any of tho floeccs of
England and Wales when tlio bheep
havo bcou exposed to tho inolomoncics
of tho woathor, and their food has boon
consequently too scanty and too fitfully
obtained. For regularity, or evenness
of staplo, wothor wool ranks much
higher than owe wool or any other. It
shows searcoly any difforonco in it, in
its thickness closo to tho skin and at tho
far point. To stimulate softness thoro
has beon a practlco of smearing sheep
with tur and butter among foreign
dealers, and tho compound very fairly
imitates "yolk," or tho groaso abound
Ing In llooces naturally, and found
in exccs3 in tho floeccs of tho Morino.
In all fleeces tho "yolk" represent)
about 25 per cent, of weight. In tlio
Morino flcccos it represents nearly 50
por cent. After cleansing it is gono;
and it is of paramount importance that
it should bo gono. Flock growers liko
it to bo prosont. bocauso, during tholr
short ownorship, it keeps tho flcccos
sound and lets no harshness bo detect
ed. Flooce buyors gat rid of it at thoir
qulokost. becauso, after eight or nlno
weeks of paoklng, formentation, which
thoy call "sweating," onsuos. This
sweating makes tho wool hard and brl
tlo; in tho innor part of tho packs it
ovon gets warm, spontaneous combus
tion has again and again resulted, and
woolen factories havo been leveled by it
to tho ground. Whon flock growers
desire to consult tho interests of floooo
buyors thoy will seo that as much as
possiblo of this yolk is romovod. Tho
Spaniards try for this after . ".hearing,
whon thoy givo tho llooces a good wash
Saxon growers wash tho shoop thom
solves boforo tho scissors aro sot
work. Thoy havo tubs of warm water
and soap loos, into whloh tho animals
havo tholr first dip; then tubs of clean
water are ready for extra purification
Tho English, a) is familiar, Mash bo
foro clipping also, but they only use
clean water, nnd thoy squoczo this out,
whon tho shoop aro romovod from It,
with tho hand.
Fruit or Vegetable.
It is tho gonoral practlco n' hoiticul
tunsts ana commorciai ret i, iters, as
woll ns markotgardenors and grcon gro
cors, to spoak of apples, pear, poaches,
plums, nulncos, ohorrlo;, and berries
as fruit, but to o'ass melons, squashes,
pumpkins, cucumbers, and tomatoes as
vogotablos. Why such a distinction
was ovor mado it is very difficult to as
cortnin. Tho clrcumstanco that tho
gardeners ralso tho lattor products nnd
do not tho formor may nccounl for tho
reason thnt thoy nro called vego tables.
Somo ono has suggestod that fruit pro
duced from plants ralsod from seed
planted Mio snmosenson should bo class
ed as vcgetnbles, but tlicro seems to bo
no good reason for mnking this distinc
tion. Tho recognized nttthorltios on
definitions niako no distinctions of this
kind. Wobstor dofincs a fruit as "that
part of plants which contains tho seed,
especially tho juicy, pulpy products of
certain plants, covorlng and including
their seeds, ns tho npplo, plum, pencil,
berries, figs, melons, nnd others." A
vcgotnblo ho dofincs ns follows: "In a
moro restricted sonso r- plnnt used for
culinnry purposes nnd cultivated In gar
dons, or destined for feeding cattlo,
sheep, nnd othor nnlmnls, ns cabbage,
cauliflowers, turnips, potatoos, poae,
boans, nnd tlio like" Worcostor says
a fruit is "tho productof n trco or plant
in which tho scods aro contained, or
which is taken for food." Avcgctnblo,
in tho samo sonso tho word is used by
gardonors, ho dollnos'as "a plant culti
vated for culinary uses or for feeding
domestic animals.
Tho pooplo of Indiana havo long
boon laughed nt by tholr nolglibors for
calling melons "trull," nnd hoop-polos
"timbor;" but nccordlng to nil recog
nized authorities on definitions, thoy
aro right in both cases. A watormelon
is a fruit and so is a tomato. Thoy ful
fill nil tho roqulromonts of tho defini
tion. Thoro is no radical distinction
between thom and oranges nnd figs.
Thoy nro tho parts of cortnin plants thnt
contalh their seeds nnd nro suitnblo for
food. Thoro is no reason for classing
them with turnips and cabbage It is
high tlmo for nil who writo and speak
on such matters to npply tho word fruit
nud vcgotnblo proporly, that tho noxt
gonoration may uso tho terms as thoy
should bo used.
Advice for .Small Invalids.
St. Nicholas.
Thoro is soinothing harder to lonrn,
and moro difficult to put in practlco,
than taking enro of tho sick, and that
is, being takon caro of whon you nro
sick yoursolf. Kind and dovotod nurses
somotlmes prove to bo solish and ox
ncting invalids. ,
You may as woll mako up your mind
nt onco thnt thoro is no chnrm which
enn mnko it easy. Thoro is no royal
way to get through measles or mumps,
nnd ovon children in palacos must find
sick days drag by slowly. Tho only
way to makp life in a sick-room endur-
ablo, is to remember, first and last, and
always, that no amount of grumbling
and complaining can tako away pain.
Tho thing to bo dono is to llfttho burdon
ns chcorfully as you can, and bear it
with patienco. Do not Imngino that
talking of your troubles will do any
good. Every ono who has had exper
ience knows how hard it is to bo ill, and
thoso who nro so fortunnto as to havo
had no such cxporionco will not realizo
your sufferings any tho moro if you do-
scribo evory detail.
In tho first placo, always remember
thnt it is not ploasant nor easy work to
tako caro of sick pcoplo, and if you do
tho bost you can, you will still tax the
strength and patienco of your frionds
very much.
Do not bo exacting about littlothings,
and mako as littlo troublo as you can,
nnd try to bo groatful for everything
which is meant as a kindness.
Children aro often tempted to bo fret
ful whon thoy nro ill. A petulant
Don't," or "I don't want that," tires
a nurso mors than an hour's watching.
Do not oxpect your frionds to tako it for
granted that you appreciate tho manv
stops which thoy tako in your bohal
without any expression of gratitudo
from you.
Just think how you would dlsliko to
bo called away from all your usual cm
ploymcnts, to occupy your tlmo in run.
nlng up and down stairs on errands,
How would you liko to read aloud when
you want to got out? orloavo your own
dlnnor to grow cold wnllo you carried
tho salver up stairs, lest tho tea and
toast should not bo nt thoir hand?
prosumo you would bo willing to do it,
but wouldn't it bo easier and ploasantor
if mot by a cordial acknowledgement
of your kindness, instead of by a silent
acqulosconce ? Lot tho ready oxprosslon
of appreciation of small favors become
tho habit of your lifo, and thon you will
not havo to mako nn oftort to bo grata
ful for the services whloh othors rondor
you when you are ill.
Whon you feol as Glory McQuirkdid
whon sho used to say, "Lots of good
times, and I nin't in 'cm," romombor
that you aro only taking your turn out,
Nobody goes through lifo without ill
Doss ; and, instead of fooling jealous of
your friends who aro woll and ablo to
onjoy moro than you can, try to bo hap
py in thoir happiness.
This is very hard, somotimos, but
you cannot feel just as you ought, you
can at loast koop from putting your on
vlous thoughts into complaining words,
It is bad onouga to bo sick, without bo
ing ill-naturod, too. Somo Invalids
havo loarnod tho socrot of bolng a help
instead of a burdon, their happy, pa
tlont ways making tho s.ck room tho
I pleasantost place in tho houso. It was
often said of ono of thoso bright oxnm
plos, "Helen is always so choorful that
it islmposslblo to roallzo that thoro is an
invalid in tho house"
Thoro is anothor doar littlo friond of
mino who has lain for yoars in constant
pain with spinal dlscaso, who yot has
cotirago to say, "Don't bo very sorry for
mo, becauso I havo so many things to
mako mo happy, and I don't mind not
boln ablo to walk, bocauso I havo al
ways boon ill." Sho shortens tho wake
ful nights by ropoatitig pot-try from hor
memory, which sho calls hor "night li
brary." How muoh happier for hor
and hor frionds than if sho spont thoso
tedious hours in thinking tf hor own
sufferings.
The Now President nt Home.
Washington IlcpuMle.
On cortaln specified days of tho week,
In a drawing-room almostlargo onough
for a public hall, overlooking tho Capi
tol grounds, nnd furnished in rlohncss
nnd splondor.mny bo scon during certain
hours tho runn townrd whom nil oyes
aro turned, and for whom ovory truo
American has nothing but feelings of
good will nnd words of oncottrngo-nicnt.
Tho rann is something nbovo six foot
in hoight, of prosonco most imposing, a
fnco nt onco gravo, solf-possosscd and
frank, a mannor composed and full of
dignity and courtesy. His flgurb,
strnight as a dart, woll-proporlionod, is
olnd in sombre rnlmontfrom top to toe,
yet a bottor dressed figure was nover
seen in n drawing-room. A braid
bound Frinco Albert cont of blnck, but
toned noarly to tho chin, dark trousors
nnd gnitors, a black silk scaif fastened
witli nn onyx pin nnd half covering tho
whitest of standing collars theso set
oft' tho gravo faco, tho closoly-trim'mod
military whiskers nnd mustache, tho
round hoad with its short, gray bo
sprlnklod hnlr ond tho somowhat florid
complexion. No ono can sco this fig
ure standing near 'tho door in an ntti
tudo of perfect easo and graco without
knowing that it belongs to an Ameri
can gentloman.
Iho room Is woll fittod for its us s.
Costly laco nnd satin hangings, furni
ture of enrvod and inlnid woods, price
less ornaments of ivory nnd precious
motals, cunningly-wrought bronzes,
pictures from mastor hands nnd a thou
sand protty things decorating tables,
cablnots nnd mantols thoso furnish tho
back -ground to tho figure whloh stands
nonr tho oponod ?oor. Tho gontlomnn
within that figure wolcomos you with
quiot cordiality a cordiality thai, you
fool you cannot trlflo with. Ho shakos
you by tho hnnd and thon, whilo ho
rolls a bit of papor botwoon his fingers,
his hands resting against his breast, ho
listens to you with pationeo, if not with
interest. Ho talks littlo and is guarded.
Tho volubility of deceit is noticeably
lacking in him. Ho says common
placo Uiings most charmingly, and in
graver things you feel that ho means
what ho says. You also fool that ho has
a full apprecintion of his grcnt responsi
bilities nnd thnt whilo ho would ratlior
havo escaped thom, ho will not, having
thom, ondoavor to shrink from thom.
Thus hurriedly and briofly is sketched
tho new Frcsldont ns I saw him n fow
days ago In his temporary rcsidonco on
Capitol Hill.
Tho Bog at tho Fuucrnl.
Ctiainljcrn' Journal.
Jim bocamo noarly blind nnd very
dull of hearing in tho wintor of 1867,
fnd, although ho always started out to
walk with my fathor then in very
feoblo health ho camo homo again in
a vory fow minutes, barking and
scratching at tho garden door until
somo ono lot him insido tho walls, whon
ho would hurry to his particular cornor
in tho dining-room, whoro ho would bo
out of tho way of bolng stumbled over
or disturbed. My father was not
obligod to remain in his bod moro than
four or flvo days beforo ho died; and on
ono of theso days Jim, who had nover
dono such a thing boforo, wont out at
tho front door, sat down in tho middle
of tho path, and howled long and dis
mally. I went out and patted and
spoko to him; but ho did not approoiato
my carossos, and roturnod to his corner
without so much as a wag of his tall.
As I havo said ho was nevor known to
howl beforo, and ho never did it again.
Whon my father diod Jim curlod him
soif uf on tho mat outsldo his door, and
therofslopt all day, although It was win.
tor, and tlicro woro tiros, whloh ho keen'
pprcelatod usually, in tho sitting.
ms. Ho kept tho most striking proof
s powor of reasoning for so ono is
tod to beliovo it was to do honor
y father's memory. Tho funoral
alklng ono was starting, whon Jim
doniy emerged from somo- part of
o gardon, looking almost young ngaln,
ith his tail woll up, and deliberately
adod tho procession, going beforo it
rough tho littlo town of Dnrsloy,
Gloucestershire, up to tho coraotory of
to
after this, and seemed to caro vory lit
tlo for anything, although ho lived with
out pain and discomfort to himself ap
parently unUl 1870. His conduct at
his master's funoral made qulto an im
pression on our oottago neighbors, ono
of whom said to ono of my brothers,
who roturnod homo from South Amer
ica threo months after iny father's
doath: "Ay! poor old Jim, sir, ho fol
lowed your fathor to his gravo with tho
rest of thom."
.
Itunning-Water Notes.
J1Y EDITH M. THOMAS.
NoTfmlier Atlantic.
Wu readily consent that tho Muses
had tholr bitth and roaring in tho
neighborhood of cortnin springs nnd
streams. This was a wiso provision for
tholr subsequent musical education,
slnco it was intonded, no doubt, that
thoy should gather tho rudlmonts from
snob congenial sourcos. Tho Crocks
loft us no account (as thoy woll might
havo dono) of tho technical drill pur
suod by tho nlno sisters. Howovor, wo
may supposo that thoy wroto off tholr
scores fiom tho fluent dictation of their
favorite cascades nnd streams, and that
thoy scanned, or "sang," all such oxor
cisos by tho laws of liquid quantity and
nccont. Fcrhnps at tho samo tlmo, tho
bottor to moasuro tho foot and mark
tho cicsural pausos, thoy dancod, ns
thoy sang, ovor tho rippled surfaco of
tho stream. Nor did tho Muses alono
lovo springs and running wator, but it
would soom that tho philharmonic soci
eties of thoir descendants havo had
tholr haunts in liko looalltios; or was it
moro chanco thnt Homor should havo
llvod by tho rlvor Molos (honco Molcsl
gonos); that Flato should havo hnd his
rotlromont
''where Illssus rolla
Ills whlspcrlngstrcam ;"
or that Shakespeare, to all timo, should
be "Iho Swoot Swan of Avon"?
Consldor tho vocality nnd vocnbulnry
of tho water: it hns its opon vowols, its
mutes, labials, and sub-vooals, nnd, if
ono listen attentively, its littlo ropctond
of favorito svllablos and allltorntlnns.
Liko Domosthones, it knows tho uso
nnd ndvnntago of pebbles, and has, by
this slmplo experiment, so purified its
uttcranco that nowhoro olso is Nature's
idiom spoken so finoly. What a list of
onomatopootlo words wo havo caught
from its talkatlvo lips! Babbling, purl
ing, murmuring, gurgling, nro somo of
tho adjoctlvos borrowed from this ver
nacular; and somo havo ovon hoard tho
'chuokling brooks," an oxprosslon
whioh woll describes a cortaln confi
dential, sollo voce gayoty nnd self-con
tent I havo often hoard in tho pnrloy a
tho wator.
. Mark's Chapel, which was qulto
(Mtlner It Out. nr Him.
Argonaut.
Last wook young Koopltup was out
with a toam all ono afternoon. Whon
ho drovo into tho stablo, oh, but tho
man was mad.
"Look at thathoss," ho wailcd,"look
at that boss! Ain't a dry hair on him,
nn' ho's nigh ready to drop. That'3 a
protty lookin' way to bring in a boss.
Nloo man, you nro, to lot a good boss
to!"
Young Koopltup wns fairly aston
ished.
"Man allvo," ho yollod, ploluring his
nranzomontinhis voice "nnd whnt did
ou oxpoot when I hired hiraP Whon a
horso is costing ato an ovon $5 an hour,
ho's got to koop moving, you under
stand. When I'm paying out moro than
eight conts overy minute, I can't afford
to lot no horso loan up against a foed
box wnilo ho figures out tho oat crop of
tho United States for 1880. I did mv
lovol bost to koop my whip arm warm
and thon I couldn't got moro than $4.25
an hour out of him. I didn't lire tho
horso to rest him. Now. if vou had
only charged fifteen conts an hour, I
would havonad tho horso fed ovory thir
ty minutes, whilo I was out, and I would
havo rocKod him too sloop in my arms,
wraped him up in blankots, and hauled
him back to tho stablo mysolf. That is
tlio dift'oronco, you soo, Mr. Silkcrack-or,"
And ho wont away, whilo Mr. Silk-
crackor stoou looking altornatoly, at tho
monoy and tho horso, thinking It all
ovor.
r B M
Earth-Eating Tribes,
M. Crovaux, a French naval surgoon,
has lately boon exploring tho northorn
pnrts of South Amerlia, moro ospeolal-
ly in tho valloy of tho Orinoco and its
affluents. Among othor foots of obser
vation, ho states that tho Guaraunos, at'
tho dolta of that rivor, tako rofugo in
tho trees whon tho dolta is inundated.
Thoro thoy mako a sort of dwolling with
branches ana day. Tlio women light,
on a small ploco of floor, tho flro need
od for cooking, and tho travolor on tho
rlvor, by night ofton sees with surpriso
long rows of flamos at a considerable
height in tho air. Tho Guaraunos dis-
poso oi their ooaa by hanging, thom in
hammocks Jn tho tops of M
Crovaux, In tho courso of hl3
mot with goophalttt&.pr oari
tribes. Tho clajVwt0rl
for their food wholo flttnths, sooms tobn
a mixture of oxide of Tron'and somo or
ganlo substanoe. Thoy have recourse
to it moro ospRoially in timos of soaroltyj
am, sirango to say, tuoro aro eager
is. Dr.
Ifravols,
envrires
roe-quartors of a ratio from our houso
a long way for a dog, who for many
lonths had seomed to think that to bo
wt from homo to tho extent of only
a few yards was too much tor his
strength. I am told that when insido
tho church ho sat quietly undor a seat,
but not near any ono ho know ho had
no affection for mv brother?, who bad
aot llvod at homo for years-and head-Tfcmrmands for the substanoo, Individ
od tho lino again as tho zunerai party in iviiom tno oopravou tasto bo
. i i . i. i,.. ,i.
YYUllL uui, iuiu wjuft. niiwu ujr luugiuvv,
gontly waggiug his tall as tho sorvlco
was fwl. I, watching for tlio return
of thlfjfunoral party, saw h,im onter tho
gato wforc them, and I was told that
ho haU como homo first all tho way as
ho wont. Ho trotted quietly to bis
usual p'aco, with his tall-still well up
and a look about him as if ho was con
scious of having doo his duty.' He
nover wont out walking with any of us
comes so pronouncod that thoy may bo
seon tearing pieces of forruginous clay
from huts mado of it, and putting then
in tholr mouths.
Sculptor: "I dolight in modeling;
your faoo, Brownl Thoro's ouch im
niaaso varloty in it." (Brown begins
to smllo ploaantly.) "Ono sldo of tho
faoo is so uttorly unlike tho othor, you
know." (Brown's smile extends to tho
wrong.sldo of his mouth.)