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1I.T IIOI1VN8 Al WAM.KIt. KERON. MO the invi, ;r Tin: t&tHi.vuJiAi Purllngtcr. I1wkc)c With ninny n curve the trunk t iiltcli With many u shout innl willy J A Hatlcn.'iJdlng, crowing, switch, Or. mountain grade or valley. 1 llOAC. I (mill, I Ming, I Iom, With vigorous endeavor, And men may untie, and men grow not, Hut lfllng trunks forever. The paper trunk from llic country town 1 h ilances nr.d dandle ! 1 turn It oni-c or twice around And pull out both the handle.', And crumble over traveling liaise, Ami montrou Minplc caic; But I cau mah the maker's Imigs, Like phifter Hnrls vaem They holler, holler, a I go, But they cau stop me never, For they will learn Jnt what I know, A trunk won't Tat forever! And In and out I wind about. And here I smash a klester; I turn a grip sack lns!dc out Three times a day, at leat. sir. 1 tup, 1 Jerk, 1 swear, I sweat, I ion the light valises, : And what's too big to throw, you 1ft. I'll t'.rc around In pieces, a iney murmur, murmur, everywhere. But 1 will heed them never, women wecpj.uul strong men swear. I'll ila their trunks forever. I've cowed the preacher with my wrath, I scorn the Judge's ermine i And clearing out n rugged path, I've spilled both brief and sermon; And hooks, and socks, and cards,' and string, Too numerous to mention: And bal'.ts' clothcs,'and ivomcn's things, Beyond my comprehension, I've spilled, I've scattered, and I've slung, , As far as snacc could sever, And scatter, scatter, old or yotltyr. I'll scatter things forever. .m- -TWO VISIONS, Whet close the curving mountains drew Toclasp tbc stream Injtncir emoracc, With every outline, curve, aud hue ltetlected in Its placid face, The plowman stopped his team to watch The train, as swift It thundered by; Some distant glimpse of life to catch, He ttralnt his eager, wistful eye. The morning freshness lies on him, Just wakened trom his balmy dreams; The travelers, liegrimcd and dim, Think longingly of mountain streams. Oh for the Joyous mountain air, The fresh, delightful autumn day Among the hills I The plowman there Mutt have perpetual holiday 1 And he, as all day long he guides Ills steady plow with patient hand, Thinks of the Hying train that glides Iuto some new, enchanted land. Where, day by day, no plodiltig round Wearies the frame and dulls the mind Where life thrills keen to sight and sound, With plows and turrows left behind. Even so, to each, the untrod ways Of life are touched by fancy's glow, That evr sheds it brightest rays Upon the path we do not knowl LOOKING HACK. FromiLefcixctator. Fair were the dreamful days of old, When, In the sleepy summer shade, Beneath the. beeches on tho wold, The shepherds lay, ani gently played Jluelc to maidens, who, afraid, Drew all together rapturously, Their sott white hands like whlto leaves laid, In the old, dear da; a In Atcady. Men w ere not then as they are now, Haunted aud tcr tiled by creeds; They sought not then unceasingly to know The end, that as a magnet lcals; Nor told with austere fingers beads, Nor reasoasd with their gilef and glci; But rioted In pleasant meads, In the old, dear days In Areidy. The future may bo wrong or right, The present Is distinctly wrong; For life and love have lost delight, And bitter even Is our song. And year by year, gray doubt grows strong, And Death 1 all that seems to dree; Wherefore, with weary hearts wo long For tb old, dear coys In Arjady. Envoi. tHorlcstand'.trlumphj ne'er will cease, ilBut men may sound the heavens and sea', OncTthlng Is lost for aye, the peace Of the old, dear days In Arcady. THE GHOST OF GLEN ALDEN. Wavcrly Magazine Away off among tho banks and braes of bonny Scotland was tho plcturosquo old castlo of Glen Aldon. For centuries the raco of Aldens had buriod thorn- solves behind its brown walls; genera tion after generation had been born, lived and died; and woo to tho Scottish tongue that dared to utter aueht against its high-born ladios and lairds! But at tho llmo our story opens tho last of tho Aldons had passed away; and tho Aldon Castlo, hid away in tho ' Glen, was closed, and given over to"tbo rats and shadows until Sir Ralph Row land brought his family to 11 vo there Thoro was his black-oyod wlfo, as proud as the oldest of tho Aldons, and his tall young daughter Christabol, and tho two children who niado tho old halls echo witli laughter. Then thoro was tho golden-haired Lady Maud, cousin to Sir Ralph, who was as gentle and kind as tho Lady Christabol was proud and cold. They had como from England, and wero f reo from tho fancies and su perstitions of tho Sootta. But tho children novorwoarlod of tho tales tho servants told of murders in tho Glen, and tho strange, uncanny sights and sounds soon andlheard by thorn in tho "woe, ema' hours." Es pecially did thoy lovo tho storjfof tho last laird of tho castlo and his beautiful sister Clara, whoso lives wont out in mystery and bloodshed; and on wintor evenings thoy would gathor around a big log fire whilo old Aunt Margery would toll the story of Sir ForoyJAlden and how Iho ghost of tho Lady Clara haunted tho castlo to this day. Poor lady) beautiful, goldon-halrod Lady Claral llor volvct robes wero tho last to trail tho floors of Glon Aldon Ca-tlo l.oforoSlr Ralph's English wlfo swrpt them with her rustling silks. Since sho became tho mistress of tho castlo thoro had boon mirth and mtisio enough to frighton away tho rata, and light and beauty enough to make tho shadows floo away to tho uttermost parts of tho earth; but the servants sworo that tho ghost of tho beautiful lady still toaiucd over tho grounds nml paced restlessly up and down tho cor ridors tho momont tho last light ceased to cllmmor through tho ca9tlo windows At daybreak it always disappeared in tho loko at tho foot of the castlo yard. 1iko Lochin nlways waited Its coming, and tho water, that was usually so trnn iull, would toss and foam until the ghost returned nt dnybreak, and with ti mournful cry bury itself In tho boiling sea; then tho waves would sink, and tho lako bo as peaceful as before It was Hallowcon, tho mystic Hal nu'npn. find tho children of tho castlo were in tho wot room with old Mar gcry. A blazing tiro and old Margery to Intcrtaln them; this wa3 happiness indeed. Tim wind moaned dismally, and tho roar of tho lako could bo heard distinct lv. causlnjr Margery to shudder and ton her tars; for such sounds niways raoant that tho murdered lady could not rest In her watery bed, and was visiting her old nooks at 'In castle. I'nnr .Imlrnl Poor balm!" said Margery, as 8o rocked to ana lro. Poor, tcstlcss lady! Dlcnn yo near her moaning?" "Mnrrrnrv. haVO VOU CVOr SCCI1 tllO ghostP" Hal asked. - r j 'No. laddio.but my jock nns huuh her monv a time; ana siio goes iihn lightning so fast, and liko moonlight so still; and at daybreak sho hurries to tho lako nnd lifts her arms, all wntto ana i.nm. so. and screams once, and then nlunccs Into tho wator." Mom irhnstP Mnrcorv. you Will - ... n - " ... ruin mv ohorubs. Como, llttio ones kiss mother good-night, for tho guests aro waiting for hor." It was tho black-oycd English may, who, followotl by tho Ladios Christabol and Maud, had como to say good-night to tho littlo ones, and tako a last look In tho long mirror that hung in tho west room. Tho ladv and hor daughter survcyod themselves and wero on tho point of leaving, but tho gentlo Lady Maud tar ried. I will loin you aftora littlo," she said; and sho throw herself into a largo oakon chair, and clasping hor white fingers over her sunny head, said soft ly:" "Margery, toll mo tho story of tho phost of Glon Aldon; I do so lovo to o hoar such things " Sho was a slight littlo crcaturo, and thn velvet robo sho wore scorned too hoavy for tho frail body; tho baro neck and aru s wero as whlto as l'arian mar bio; and whilo tho old woman told tho story tho bosom of tho listener roso ana fell, and tho whlto hands i re-sod the glittering diamond ring which onclrcled tho foroilnger until a drop ot mood stain cd its shlniug faco. Hor physicians would have told you that tho tender littlo hoart that boat in such sympathy beneath tho volvct bo dice was sadly diseased, and tho chord apt to break at any groat strain. But old Margery know nothing of this, nnd glad of so willing a listener, began tho story sho had repeated so many times. "It was just such a night as this, my lady, and tho castlo was full of guosts; thero was music and feasting, and lairds and ladies in volvct and satin; but nono so lino or beautiful as the Lady Clara The last night of her life sho was dressed in a crimson volvot gown, liko yours, m.v lady, and hor arms wero baro and whlto liko yours, and hor boautiful hair foil, liko your own, in long, golden curls. It was Hallowoen, thon, nnd tho young folks wanted to try somo of its charms. Thoro was tho young Laird ot Allwyn, who was to tako my lady for hlsbrldo when tho Glen grow croon again; for sho said sho would wed only when tho flowors woro in bloom. And thoro' was tho dark lord from London who lovod mv lady, and ho sworo ho would slay both hor and hor lover be fore Ailwyn Castlo should havo hor for Ita mistress. Thoy only laughed at his threats, for my lady wasfoarloss as woll as beautilul. Well, it was Halloween; and beforo anothor tho Lady Clara would bo wed, .said tho Laird of Glon Aldon; tho dark laird foamod and bit his Hp. Then tho Laird of tho Glon told tho ladios that If any ( no would make so bold as tn go and look in tho Lako Lochin, go alono at midnight, sho would seo her own truo laird. But thoy woro a cowardly sot, all but my lady; she laughod, and vowod sho would go to Lochin, and sing a song on Its bank loud enough for thorn to hoar it. And whilo thoy tried to frighten hor out of going tho dark lord dlsappoarod, and has nover been scon since. Her brothel throw a whlto scarf over tho golden head and stood in tho west door to watch hor. Instead ot tho song ho llstoned to IiqJm thero was ono long loud scream which stopped suddenly as if sho woro bong ohokod, and ho saw tbo whito scarf flutter a moment In tho moonlight, then disappear. Inamomout ho was at tho lako, and his guosts soon follow ing, found tho laird lying dead in tho moonlight, whilo tho body of tho Lady Clara lay stifJ nnd cold at tho bottom of tho lako," Old Margery stopped in tho recital to inquire if the Lady Maud wero ill "You look so white, my lady." "Go on," she said. "I am not 111." Tbo heart waa boating fearfully loud and tho color was gonu trom tho young faco, but sho was not ill. 'That was all, my lady; thoro was a doublo funeral at tho castlo, but thoy only burled one body, for thoy could not find tho Lady Clara; so thoy burled tho last of tho Aldens, and tho castlo was closed, nnd tho Castlo of Allwyn too, for Iho young laird left tho country. Only tho ghost of Lady Clara, that re fuses to rest in Its watery bod bocauso her murJor was not avongod, has dwelt hero since. Sho has been scon nt night in this samo chamber, holding asldotho heavy curtains with ho: whlto hand, whilo sho stood nnd watched, nnd sho did In life, tho distant towers of Allwyn Castle. Ah, my lady, it was :i sad Hal lowcen, n sad Hallowcon! List! don't yo hear tho wind how It moans, and tho lako? Yo will hear tho lady's cry at daybreak, an' yo list woll." Lady Maud went to tho window, nnd drawing back tho heavy curtains, looked long and steadily at tho maglo lako, while In tho plalntivo volco of tho wind sho fancied thro was something nlmost human. "Margery, 1 hnvo a mind to go lo tho lako and seo just whoro tho Lady Clara mot her doath on Hallowcon." ' Nay, nay! yo will na' do that! Wait thomorrow, when thosun shines," said Margory. "No; half tho charm of tho lako Is lost in duyllght." And sho started impulslvo child for mystic liko an Lochin. "You will cover tho bonny curls?" begged Mnrgery. "Ahl my lady, I dread to seo yo go, it is such a wild placo; only list tj tho roar yo will surely como to 1111" "I am not-afraid," said Lady Maud, as sho drow tho whlto scarf which Mar gery had given hor round hor head, "Do not wait for mo; put tho littlo ones to bod, nnd whon I gut tired roaming I will slip up to my room and not disturb any ono." Sho was full of excitement at tho story tho old Scotchwoman had told; tho heart-boats were quick and hoiivy, and rcnctiing tho lako sho stood with her hands clasped, gazing into tho an gry waters. A hand was laid on her shoulder; thoro was ono scream, a flutter of tho whlto scarf, a plunge, nnd a white-faced lad lied through tho Glon. Ho had seen tho ghost, red dross, whlto scarf, goldon halrand all; had followed it, caught it, nnd seen it plungo into tho lako. Tho sun crept into the castlo windows; tho lords and ladios breakfasted, and wondered why tho Lady Maud tarriod. Soon tho tidings enmo that sho waa missing, and a summons to tho lako; thore, on tho damp, dead grass, by tho maglo lako of tho Glen, hor bluo oyes fixed and staring, her golden hair mat tod and dripping, tho whito arms stiff nnd rigid, tho wild hoart hushed, lay tho beantlful Maud, dead. Thero, was as Jock said, tho red dross, whito scarf, goldon hnir nnd all, which mado hor so liko tho ghost of Glon Aldon. Timber Planting. To niako timber plentiful and to render our climate moro gonial wo must rcclotho all rugged, broken land nnd rooky crests in fact, every aero that is not cultivated or is cultivated at a loss with valunblo forest trees. First All ravines and steep hill sides, all land too rocky to bo thorough Iy cleared of stono and plowed, should bo dovotcd to trees. Second Protecting bolts of tiiubor should bo planted wherever buildings, orchards, gardens, etc., aro exposed to cold, sweeping winds, Third The banks ot streams, ponus, open ditches, etc., should bo so planted with trees that thoy will bo protected trom abrasion by Hoods and rapid cur rents. Fourth All roads should bo bolted by cracoful stately trees Wo should preserve, nnprovo and extend our existing forests by kcoping - -v. ... . . up a constant succession ot young growing trees of tho best varieties. To do this it is necessary: 1 irst To allow no stock to run in wood-lots for tho purposo of forage This should bo a rule inflexible and relentless. Second Young growth in forests should be thinned moderately and judiciously. Worthless varieties should bo cut out, and valunblo sorts trimmed up so that thoy will grow tall, forming trunk rathor than branches. Third Timber should bo cut with intelligent reference to futuro growth. Valuablo trees that you wish to propa gato should bo cut in tho spring, ThnuA Ihof. vti wiali in nvtnrmliintn should bo cut in August. Rural World. ThoWordun Urapo. E. A. Riehl in tho Rural World gives his opinion of this grapo as follows: This grapo I havo grown and 1 rutted for several years, ana tho more I seo of it, themoro I liko it. It is a seedling of the Concord, and liko it in growth and fruit, excopt that it ripens a littlo oarlior; berries considerably- larger, sweet and rich; in quality muoh super ior to Concord, tbo skin about as ton' dcr as its parent. I liko it so well I Bhall Plant no moro uoncora dui wor den instead it being as good a grower, aa healthy and hardy, and having tho advantaeo of being a littlo oarlior, lar- gor and very much hotter in quality, "Anything now or fresh this morn ing?" a reporter aakod in a railroad ol floo. "Yos," replied the lono occupant of tho apartment. "What la it?" quor lod tho reportor, whipping out his noto book. Said the railroad man, edging his way toward tho door, "That paint you aro leaning against." I no rail road man la now in the hospital, ana I tho reportor is in goal TUK lliautVAY COW. Countryside. The hue of her hide was dosky brown, tier body win lean and her neck was slim, One horn wus turned up And the other turned down, Sho was keen of vision and long of limb; With a Roman nose and a short stump tall, And (ribs like the hoops ona homo-inadc pall. Many a mark did her liody hear; She had bctn a target for all things known; On many a scar the dusky hair Would grow no more where It nnco had grown. Many a passionate parting shot Had left upon her a lasting spot. Many and many a well-aimed stone, Many a brickbat of goodly size, And many a cudgel swiftly thrown Had brought tho tears to her loving eyes, Or had bounded oft from her bony back With a noise like the sound of a rifle crack. Many n day had sho payed In the pound For helping herself to her neighbor's corn ; Many a cowardly cur nnd hound, Had been transfixed on her crumpled horn; Many a teapot and ol I tin pall Had the farmer boys tied to htr time-worn tall Old Deacon Gray was a pious man Though sometimes tempted to bo profane, When many a wvnry mllo ho ran To drive her tu'. of his growing grain; Sharp were the pranks she used to play To get her fill nnd get away. S'cknew when tho deacon went to town, She wisely watched him when he went by; Ho never passed her without a frown And nn evil gle m in caci gray eye; He would crack his whip In a surly way, Aud drive along In his "one-horse-shay." Then at his homestead she loved to call, Lifting his bars with crumpled horn, Nimbly scaling his garden wall, Helping herself to his standing corn; Eating his cabbages pno by one, Hurrying homo when tcr work was done. His human passions w ere quick to rise, And striding forth with a savage cry, With fury blazing from both his eyes, Asllghtcnlngs flash in a tumracr sky. Redder and redder his face would grow, And after the creature he would go. Over the garden, round and round, Breaking his pear and apple trees, Tramping his melons Into the ground, Overturning his hives of bees. Leaving him angry and badly stung, Wishing the old cow's neck was wying. The mosses grew on tho garden wall ; Tho years went by with their worlc ana play. The boys of the village grew strong and tall, Acd the gray-halrcd farmers passed away One by ono as tho red leaves fall, But the highway cow outlived them all. Till: VKSTEltDAYS. Slary C'lomtncr. I take your gifts, 0 yesterdays, And safe from all unfriendly eyes I set them ono by one away, Securo fromchauge or sore surprise. I tako yourglfu, glad yesterdays I And when I turn from work to play, From care to rest, they'll make me Joy, And mako my heart its holiday. V I take your gifts, sad yesterdays Tho better deeds I might have done, Tho tcaisl might havo wiped away, Tho higher bights I might have won. You show, 0 tearful yesterdays, How poor my life's most perfect pat, You tear the crown of pride away, Aud give instead the pitying heart. I see tho wave of summer wood!, I hear the lapse of far oil streams, The murmur of tho honeyed pines Ruus sweet and low along my dreams. And still a tender heart enfolds A faded face, a haunting tone The lingering fragrance of a Joy Ono yesterday made all its own. I take yourglfts, rich yesterdays 1 Henceforth may no soul call mo poor; Fortuno may strip her guards away, The wealth of all tho past is sure. Wo Jostlo lu the careless crowd, We meet, wo part, wo go our ways; nut eacn, unseen, Dears up w uou The sum ot all his yesterdays. FARM, GARDEN AND HOUSE HOLD. llutter ICaHlly Spoiled. Of all tho products of tho farm, but ter is tho most liablo to bo talntodrby noxious odors floating in tho atmos phoro. Our peoplo laid veal In tho col lar from which a littlo blood flowed out, and was neglected until it commonccd to smell. Tho result was that a jar of buttor wo woro packing smollod and tasted liko spoiled beef. Wo know of an instanco whoro thoro is a pond of filthy, stagnant water a few hundred feet from tho houso, from whioh an of fensive effluvium would bo borno on tho broozo directly to tho milk-room whon tho wind was in a cortain dlreotlon, tho result of which was that tho cream and buttor would taste liko tho dlsagrooablo odor coming from tho pond. As soon ns tho pond was drainod thoro was no moro damaged buttor. It Is remarkable how oasily buttor is spoiled. Milking, Tho milking qualltloa of cowa are tho results of tho arts of man. Tho cow in ita natural stnlo gives as muoh milk as will keep a calf about two months, thon for four months as muoh aa will partial ly sustain it after that it takes caro of Itself. On tho othor hand, tho cow which art haa produced glvoa u much milk for four months in tho yoar as will snpport four or five calves, and for five montha moro aa much as would support throo, two and ono, Thus wo find that almost every brood has ha milking strains. Tho Durham haa ita milking qualltloa just in proportion aa man haa induced thorn. Tho Hereford la also a noted beef-produoing breed; but thoro aro strains whioh aredoep milkers. But man haa not sucooeded so woll in con verting butter and mllk-producors into heavy beef animals. Tho Ayrshire, the Jerseys, tho Guornsoya, are not oasily converted Into beef animals; yet It may bo said that man changes tho character istics of animals almost at will. Renewing Qrau Xnd. Whon grass land gots run out, as tho phraso goes, tho bost way to ronow it unless It is vory rooky or rough land, is to break it up, and, if It is not avail able or dcslrablo for cultivation, to manure heavily and rosood. This month, af tor the ha? la cut, is the best tlmo for breaking up sod. Itcnuthen bo manured, thoroughly harrowed and rc-scodod with gras, or sown w th ryo, tho last of tho month. In sowing grass socd, only thoso ki.nla should bo sown togothor that mature togothor. Hords grass and rod top go woll togothor, but orchard grass, Juno grass and tho othor oarly varlotlos, should bo sown by thomsolvos. Twelvo quarts of hords grass and thrco pecka of rod top mako a vory good scodlng lor an ncro. If licrdsraj.s is sown alono on very heavy land, it should bo sown moro thickly, so that it will not grow tco rank nnd cotirso. Orchard grass should bo sown vory thickly, or it mil grow in clumps. From a bushel and a half to two bush els ot seed to tho ncro gives a good ro suit. Sunlight for rig. What an oxchango saya about pigs Is truo nlso of all animals. Thoy cannot thrivo without sunlight: "Whoro tbo sun dooa not como tho doctor does," np pllos toour nnlmalsas woll as oursolvcs, A brccdor nskod our advlco about his pigs; thoy did not thrivo; ho was nlways unfortunato with them, nnd with tho ut most enro thoy novor reared their young to perfection. Tho stys fnco tho North, nnd novcrgotanysun; thol cds aro low er thnn tho outsldo ground, nnd tho bot tom is of earth; of courso always damp nnd offonslvo, notwithstnndlng thnt straw is added day after day. Stya should fnco tho sun, nnd bo allowed plonty of fresh nlr; tho bottom sjiould bo concrotod nnd slightly eloping, to carry off tho wet, nnd, although somo do not liko It, wo approvo strongly of a wooden bench at the back for tho bod. Tho sides of tho sty should bo railed, not bricked or boarded, as young pigs aro often crushid by tho sow nresslno- against mom. .... o What tho Fnrtner Should Stuilr. Korlh Carolina Farmer. Tho farmor should study tho laws'of concentration. Ho should loam how lo concontrato his crops into tho bost paying articles. Doos ho consider that buttor, ohooso, beef, pork and mutton represent only a cortain amount of grass, hay and grain that his farm pro- auccsf ximt instead of soiling tho raw commodities, ho can, by putting thorn into thoso articles, got much bottor re turns ior ins products? His study snouia uo now to transform thn mw product! of his farm 'Into something that is concentrated and that will bring mm mo most monoy. What ho raises has to go to somo market. By condens ing it.littlo freight will hnvo to bo paid, nnu mus muoli will bo saved. A farm Is not only a faim; it is; or should bo, a factory for changing tho raw products into artioics ol general consumption that havo a commercial vnluo tho world ovor that aro of tho best qualitiy, that keep well and soli well,"-and bring prices mai wm pay woll for tho skill, labor nnd capital employed In produc ing them. l'lnln Food. .An appotizlng repast doos not neces. sarllydopond upon oxnenslvo viands but It doos dopond upon tho thought nnd enro and skill in tho preparation of mo choapest dishes. I can imagino a young couplo with a vory limited Income entertaining two or throo frlonds most ploasantly, if only tho hostess and cook poihaps hor ma'd-of-all-work would tako counst 1 together and markot wiso- ly, and then devlso and carry out dainty menu, consisting of soup, fish, moat and pastry. Excollent soup can bo mado from ox cheek, and tho tendor moat oaten afterward with haricot boans nnd gravy-a toothsorao dish, I think" ono reason of tho coarse, unsatisfactory dinners wc ofton ooo in middln-class houics'ii the falsu notion thnt "made dishos," as thoy aro calledjnro' expen sive, nnd that tho moat economical food is "good plain roast and bollod." fiThls Is quite a mlstako, and olthor tiriso:. , from, or leads to, an amount of caro'T' "I laziness in our kitchens that is uuknV""""" au' "' M8ar oz- ballP0l,o 1 in tho humblest French cstabllshm0 "'fot,ft?h- . 1 . ,i, , .al , ,, , ' , , ioii.ij Oithis ratio tho pioklo cau bo in where the first buslnesa of tho day is tu . . anvMaantiL i,,t thci0 ho go to markot to ohooso suitable matcri- ing about ton or twolvo pounds, nnd whioh, of courso, is oxponBivo. A clov er house-koopor soon finds out that tho ohcapor cuts of good mont mako dishes as dainty and nlco whon properly treat ed, as tho most expensive; but thoy won't oook themselves, or permit of bo- lug put down to tho tiro and thon loft till thoy are roasted. Thoy must bo dol Icatuly nnd carefully prepared; nnd oooklng must bo aooopted as nn art not unworthy tho attention of every or any woman, whatevor hor position, if econ omy, nnd nt the same tlmo refinement, bo regarded In hor household. 1'ecltnR Hurried. Probably nothing tires ono so muoh as feollng hurrlod. Whon in tho.oarly morning tho day'a aflalrs press on ono's attention beforehand, and thoro comes tho woader how In tho world everything Is to bo accomplished, whon ovory in lorniption ia reooivod impatlontly, a: tho eloek ia watohod in distress as ita raomouta flitpast,thon tho mind tires tho body. Wo aro wrong to drive ourselves with whip and spur in thin way, Each of us la promised strength forjthojday, and wo must not wear oursolvcs out by orowding two days' tasks into ono. If only we can, ko?p cool and calm, not allowing ouaolvos to bo flustrntod, wo shall bo lesa woarlod whon wo have raacbod tho oyen-tldo. Tho children havo boon fractious, tho Borvonta trying, tho friend wo lovo may fall to ylslt us, tho loiter wo expeot uny notjarrlve, but ni.wu an jusMuuMuimy uy oruorinc n-i oit.w(TaWJ log of mutton or a sirloin of beef, welch-1 om.W$! wo can urcacrvo our tranquility of soul and of demeanor, wo shall get through everything creditably. Kspocl aily is this good ad vice for warm weath er. Who fools tho most heat? Who la most exhausted and prostrated by Its sovorlty? Why tho pMon who flies from fans to ico-wator bomn:inlng hor solf, who changes hor dross a half dozon times a day, who laments that it ia so warm, nnd watches tho tla-rmomotor with dospalring dirtnlnty that It novor was so hot before; who, in short, inten sifies hor own discomfort and adds to tha; ot others by comlant thinking of it. Women who can stay In-tloora havo tho ndvantngo of men In warm weath er. It is wiso to air a house tl.oroiifihly In tho oarly morning, and keep it, as fnr na possible, closed and darkenod hrough mid-day Dispcnso with a great flro in tho kitchen rnngo, and let tho cooking bo moderate Fruits, salads and simpio, oasily cooked cereals aro tho proper foods for summon A gas-stovo is an economy and a comfort. Find tho coolest placo to sit, go quietly t.bout your work and mako as littlo fuss as may bo about its boing warm. Lot tho children havo frtfquont baths, and do not encumber them with hoavy cloth ing. Common souso nnd an easy mind holp ono ovor most of lifo'a rough placea with littlo friction. USEFUL INFORMATION. Ono thousand laths will cover 70 yards of surfaco, and 11 pound of lath nails will nail thorn on. A cord of stone, thrco bushels of limo nnd a cubio yard of sand will lay 100 cubio feet of wall. Eight bushels of good limo, sixteen bushels of sand, and ono bushel of hair will mako enough mortar to plaster 100 square yards. Ono thousand shingles laid four inches to tho weather will cover 100 square feet of surfaco, and fivo pounds of shinglo nails will fasten them on. To romovo rust from knives cover them with sweet oil well rubbed on nnd aftor two days tako a lump of fresh limo and rub till tho rust disap pears. One-fifth more siding and flooring is needed than tho number of square feet of surfaco to bo covered, becnuso of tho lap in tho siding and tho matching of tho floor. To destroy ants. A strong solution of corbolio acid and wator poured into thn holes kills all tho ants it touches, and tho survivors immediately tako themselves off. To cleanse straw matting. Straw matting may bo cleaned with a largo, cloth, dipped in salt and water, and then wiped dry. Tho salt prevents tho straw from turning yellow. Fivo courses of brick will lay ono foot in height on a cninmoy. Nino bricks in a courso will mako a fluo eight inches wido and twenty inches long, and eight bneka in a courso will mako a fluo eight inches wido and six teen inches long. Horse-radish in pickles. Horso radish will prevent pickles from mould ing. Cut in littio round slices a picco of horse-radish root as large as your finger and twico as long, and throw thorn into a two-gallon jar of swoot pickles just boforo setting it away,and you will find them all right when you go in hasto to got a dishful for tho tho tablo. White Candy. Ono cup of granu lated sugar, ono pint of wator, two tablcspoonfuls of vinegar; boil just as you do molasses candy, but do not stir it. You can tell when it is dono by trying it in cold water. Pull as if it were molasses candy; havo a dish near by with somo vanilla in it, and work in enough to flavor it as you pull; pull it jnAjioll room, and tuonextlayvyou, will hfwcVTelieiowe-tafidy. Our Kccclpt for Curing Meat. Aa tho season has arrived whon curing meat is in order, wo repumisn as of old,our famous receipt for curing 'Vcef , poric, mutton, nanis, etc., as ioi- ws! To ono gallon of water, tako lfrlbs i; Jfe !W until Ml il.n dirt fmm " . ii - ', to tho top aud ia skimmod row it into a tun to cool. bld.mour it ovor your beef or ijtvWiiioiucrit must uo woii-cov-ercdWur picklo, nnd should not bo nut wn for at least two daya aiior killiiiL during which time it should bo slighiVkriiiklcd with powdered salt- Jt i. 1 . i w ptitr .Xfcioh removes all the emrtaco bloc f J-:., leaving tho meat fresh and olex ,iouio omit boiling tho pioklo, 1 nrj 1 ft'it to answer vory woll, thougHMK, . thl Sc'ration kof boiling purifios tho W Ev throwing oft" tho dirt always nind ii0'riit nnd susrar. If this .. I IlllAjl.-., efvT.vrln follntuml it. urill .u -ir , .., .vn.-, ..... re ,m ouiy a single trim iuvu i i ' . ,rri rwO'Jcbh, aouoacy ami ircsunoss. oi COlb - ft .ho potash unless you oan o artiolo. Druggists usually 'emiantown Telegraph. :&$glftWC,ablow, o is a kind w) .i'-uiUnlfl- much Is there m jwo way wo ' Tho ilatlon dress of tho season for brldi a.hejwy plain aatin,creamy white In uo, tho baoK cut in rnncess shape, wll a fulU.court train, and tho front covo: d with crystal, pearl, and silk ombroldiry, or with beaded fringe and flounoesp beaded lace, Tho ohioiWoportlos ot wisdom are to bo mlndfufof things past, careful of things proscu, provident of things to omo, KoWRipIc oencown do thlnjL WIT AND HUMOl. A Boston driver has named a horse car "Gen. Butler," Ho saya it ia tho easiest car on the road to switch from ono track to anothor. Tho barbor's children are littlo shav ers, tho upholsterer's aro llttio tackors, tho butchor'a aro young lambs, tho car- pontora aro chipa from tho old block, tho baker'a aro cram baby tarta. and tho angry man's are little pots. "Bridgot," said tho mistress to her servant, "put a littlo nutmeg in tko custard this afternoon;" nnd Bridirot picked out tho smallest nutmeg sho could find nnd throw it in tho custard. whoro it was found entire nt tho ovon lng moal. A amall boy testified in an Austin Justlco'a court that tho affray took placo on Sunday. ''How do you know It waa Sunday?" "Bocauso that day I had to go to tho back door of tho saloon to get boor instead of tho front door?t" A snrcastlo Georgia oditor, in noticing a fair which rocontlycamo off in Macon, says: "Ono of our contemporaries took a vory valuablopromium, but a meddlo somo nnd firm policeman mado him put it right back where ho took it from." Mark Twain, locturing on tho Fiji Islands, oflbrod to show how tho cannl l;alst ato tholr food If any lady would lend him a baby. Tho lecture had to go unlllustratcd. Tho fathor of a St. Louis brido pre sented his son-in-law with 80,000 head of cattle. "Papa, doar," oxclnimod his daughter, when sho hoard of it. "that was so kind of you; Charloy's awfully fond of ox-tall soup." Baok-ynrd logic: "If you uso a burn or liko this on your lamp," said tho ped dlor, "you will savo half of tho kcro sono." Tho lady said aha would tako two, so sho would not need any kero sono at all. "Tho Germans aro a frugal peoplo," saya an American writer, aftor visiting tho Berlin opora-houso. "Aa soon aa tho opora was ovor, tho mnn in front took wads of cotton from his pockot, nnd stopped up his onrs to savo tho mu sio ho had paid for." Tho "Midnight Sun" is Iho tltlo of a lino descrlptivo nrticlo going tho rounda of tho press. But in thoso dogoncralo' days tho midnight son is a passably good boy; it Is tho thtoo-o'clook-in-tho-morning son who grieves his paronta. "Don't you think," said a brothor lawyor to Judgo Underwood, "that Jinf Plorson is tho greatest liar of a lawyer that you ovor saw?" "I should bo sorry to say that of Brothor Piorson,' replied tho judgo; "but hois certainly moro economical of tho truth than any othor lawyor, in tho circuit. 'V An Austin gontloman wont out on Onion Crook to shoot quail. Whon ho got back ho was vory much sunburnt. On his return ho mot Gilhooly, who asked him whnt ho had boon doing. "I'vo got a littlo sunburnt shooting quail.1' "Woll, you had hotter go homo and sloop it off. If you had got that bacly sunburnt In town tho Ito cordor would havo iinod you 810 nnd costs." FOOD FOR ' THOUGHT. Nothing ,can bo fairer, nor moro noblo than tho holy fervor of truo zeal. Act woll at tho momont and you havo performed a good action to all eternity. Whoro may ovorlastlng spring bo foundP In an India-rubber factory. rr I l i , , , Aiujjiuijr ia always iiumgio, onoustyr- and forgotfril ofsclf 'riml uu-iiizuinuu- grnc izement, Tiu man who has learned thu lcswii of humility has learned tho first und hardest lesson of tho Christian life. Tho man who omplcya his tlmo to no advautago of olhors, ia as worthless n crcaturo as ho who h always idle Custom surpasses nature,; be careful thoroforo, what you accustom yourself lo. Truo greatness Is a poraoual oharnc torlstlo; It Is not affected by ones occu pation. SmiotinioH q noblo failure aorves Uo world as faithfully as a distinguished success. j Tho monoy whioh is tho result of honest toll lasta.longer nnd affords, tbo mcst happiness. kabor to keop alivo In y breast called that littlo spark of, celestial' conscience. itttfULlnsurnnco tublea c oih. ' ty aro prtf jK.VC"Mt valuablo i t ktom- I . .Hh . nope is lik!tl,,sun, tournft towhrf, ,v I j . . . w solf, tho devil emy.&j Chlmnoya aro not sv -la out. When tho paV gulshod man purifies hlavC- Why la It that which a in do is apt to bo wrong and oueht to do Ia apt to bo di vfyywrb askod, In a long fv&mmunl oatlofilhylt tight laolng Is Injurious." Of corsot'is. If you want to toach a dog arithme tic, tie up ono of bis paws, and he will put down throo and carry ono evory time. Bulwor sayst "Thoro is nothing worth having that la not difficult My ' ' llfo, and I supposo tho llfo of oytry man who has workod with hand 6r head, has been ono long contest with dlflloiiltlos." ii workd 4 7 : -