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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.)