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JUflli OJun! dtlicloa muntli of Jane! When miJ bird all ting iu tnn; Whou in tha mmJovr awarm tha boel And hum their drowy melJdiei While pillaging tha buttercup, To tore the goldun hooey up; O Juno! tha month of bluest akis, Dear to the pilgrim batterflif. Who ettm k h j -colors' letnea intray, Mown down tho tide of umber day; OJune! the month of merry aong OU shadow brltf. of aunahina long: All thintja on enrth lo?e yoa the beat, The bird who enrols near hi net; The wind that wake and, kinging, blow The itnlcy perfume of the roe; And Lee," who aoun J hi muffled horn To celebrate the dewy morn; And even all the star abore At nijfht are happier for lore. And if the mellow note of mirth Were wafted to them from the earth. () June! uch inudo haonta your name; With you the nurumer'a chorua come! HU Nichola. HUNTING LEGACIES. It was Abigail Varley's three-score-teenth birthday. She was a rich widow, childless, and with no known relatives Eave two gentlemen cousins. Never were cousinly attachments more beautifully illustrated, or cousinly jealousy amiably exemplified, than In tho daily walk and conversation of these two collateral kinsmen. They bestowed bo 'much -affection on their common relative that they had none to waste, between themselves. lloth were "several years younger than the lady, with a fair prospect, ac cording to the course of nature, of sur viving her, and how to supplant each other kin her will, which, at least, she had begun to talk seriously of making, was the problem which at present en gaged their attention. On the morning In question, when Cousin Iloger called to wish Cousin Abigail the usual "many happy re turns," he w..s pot a little chagrined to llnd Cousin Dick there before him. However he presented his annual gift, and went through his annual speech without missing a word; and seeing Tabby, the cousinly cat, perched snugly on his rival's knee, by way of not be ing outdone in cousinly attention, he took up Pompey, the cousinly poodle, though dogs were his abomination. Well, Cousin Atlgail, I hope your health continues good," said Cousin Koger, patting Pompey'a head, and glancing suspiciously at Cousin Dick, whom he devoutly wished at Jericho. "No, not so good latterly as it has been. The fact is, the old lady con tinued, "I have been thinking seriously of sending lor Mr. Parker, with a view of settling my worldlv affairs without delay." 'Oh, there is no need of haste, cousin,' broke in Dick; "you mav have many years before you yet;" inenttlly adding, "what has possessed the old ninny to put It off so long?" "Well, well, I Biipposo there's no hurry about It," said Cousin Abigail. And yet," Cousin Roger ventured to hint, "it's always well to be pre pared; none of us can tell the minute nor the hour, you know." "And cfter all, calling In a lawyer Is not so serious a matter as calling In a doctor," said Cousin Dick, fastidi ously. Tho convetsation was Interrupted by the entrance of a young and beau tiful girl, at whom Cousin Dick stared with a surprised and troubled look. Pardon me, ma'am," said she, In a voice remarkably swee. and gentle; 'not knowing you were engaged, 1 came to see If you wished me, as usual. to read to you to-day." Presently, dear," Mrs. arley an swered. In a tone that plainly hinted her visitors would not be pressed to fctay If they offered to go. After an awkward pauso tho two cousin took their departure together. "Who is that girl?" Inquired Koger as soon as they had reached the street. "You' may well ask," said cousin Dick; and, stopping, he whispered kntnethini? in his companion a ear. at which the latter started suddenly, r.ood heaven! the resemblance Is certainly striking. Put what is to be done? Do you think the old Cousin Abigail. I mean -suspects anything:'' Not vet, I think: out no time is to be lost. I have a plan which it would be well for us to talk over together." The two hurried rapidly along. Mrs. Varley had occasionally found time hang heavily on her hand, and fo had advertised for a person to nil tho post of "companion0 to an aged lady. It was thus that Hester Darling had become an inmate of the house. At ai early an hour as was seemly on the morning following that on which we have introduced them to the reader. Koger and Dick again pre sented themselves before their cousin. We, have thought it our duty, cousin began Dick. "Our bounded duty," put In Koger. "As painful as it is Imperative," Dick continued. "To put you on your guard, ma'am, lto:rcr added. "Against a deceitful and designing person," exclaimed Dick. "Who Is no better than she should be" shouted Koger, Indignantly. "Cnon xnv word, cousins. I do not comprehend a syllable you have ut tered" said Mrs. Varley; nor shall I bo likely to. If you both keep talking at once. Come, Dick, you seem the least excited, what Is tho meaning of all this?" "What means, may I rcaturo to ask." E:.Id DlcU "dl 1 you tiuo to certaln the character and antecedents of tho young woman at present shel tered beneath your roof?" Why, none," replied the good old lady. "Her young and truthful face was recommendation enough on which to give her a trial." "We have ascertained her to bo a most abandoned creature," proceeded Dick, "and have deemed it proper at oace to apprise you of the discovery. Should she deny the accusation, we are prepared with abundant proofs." Mrs. Varley was a lady of the strict est nronrietv. and severest morals. Much as she pitied the poor and friend less girl, she must bo promptly freed from this foul and dreadful charge, or cross her threshold never to return. She went directly to Hester's cham ber. "You must tell me your past history, child," said Mrs. Varley In a deter mined but not unkindly tone. "O, madam, I pray you pardon me, but I cannot tell If "Then it has been one of shame and guilt?" "For a time shame, madam," an swered the young girl, with flushed cheek, "but never of guilt." What was It that caused Mrs. Varley to start so suddenly, and stagger, half fainting, to a seat at Hester's dressing table? "Who whose likeness Is that?" she exclaimed. In a scarcely articulate voice, jointing to an open miniature on the table. "My mother's," Hester answered. "Then you are Florence .Marvin's child?" "That name." More- was Indeed my mother's vou are tho daughter of my only brother, (Icorge Haywood, for Florence Marvin was his wife." With a stilled cry, she who had be lieved herself alone and friendless In the world fell on her kinswoman's neck, and wept tears of mingled sadness and sorrow. Her story, which Hester refused to confide to a stranger s ears, she now willingly imparted to one from whom she feit that slij had no longer a right to withhold it. That her brother had married In op- ! position to her fathers wishes, and had been disinherited in consequence, was already known to Abigail Varley, but what distant snot he had selected for his home, and wnat had befallen him there she had never learned. The story was sad enough. After a few toilsome but not un happy years for they were spent m loved society of his wife and Child a dire calamity had fallen upon George llevwood. He came under suspicion of u tearful crime. A network of cir cumstances too intricate for man's wit to dist mangle environed him, and ho was condemned to die. The stern judgment was carried into effe.'t, and the executed murderer s widow sought concealment for herself and child in a change of place and name. l-ong, long years afterward the truth was discovered; but the judicious murder had passed among thu things irrevoc able. The poor widow died at last broken-hearted, but with one consola tion she had lived to see her husband's innocence vindicated. "And this, my poor child is the shame of which you spoke?" ".My life has known no other. Not many days alter Hester was sent to one of the hrst. seminaries 01 the land, for she had yet time enough to avail herself ot opportunities of culture hitherto beond her reach. Her atuit and she kept their own count sel. Cousin Koger and Dick tniy knew that the ooject of their solici tude had disappeared, and probably congratulated themselves on the success Tabby was sent'eewin end ?pittlr. to the other end of the room. "To my cousin Koger Smith It was Roger's turn of triumph. "In consideration of tho like natural love and affection " Koger began to feel suspicious. "I give and bequeath my dog Pom pey, and no more of my estate." With a violent kick Pompey was sent spinning after the cat; and the fear of her who had so long kept the peace between them being no longer before their eves, the pent up enmity of years found vent in an uproarious fight, in tho noise of which the voice of tho lawyer was almost drowned; but the words, "rest and residue of my estate niece, Hester Hey wood," were surllciently audible, and cousins Dick and Koger stayed to hear no more. Home Aerlean Sewn a Printed la the London Taper. The Chicago boodlers are lighting for delay in their trials. "Koodiler" is the American equivalent for "Alder man." President Cleveland will attend the State Exhibition at Atlanta, in the southern part of New York, in Octo ber. The Ilrst Jord of the Treasury, the Kt. Hon. Charles S. Falrchlld, will accompany him. The new Governor of Tennessee Is Mr. Roberts, a tailor. Mr. (ieorge William Curtis, the President of tho Mugwump Club, the oldest social organization in the city, thinks that Mr. Cleveland will be re elected President at the next meeting of the American Parliament. The Michigan House of Commons has passed a bill giving tho women of Wisconsin and Minnesota counties the right to vote for Lord Lieutenant of the Shire, that otllce nDt being hered itary in the L'nlted States. Tho Hon. Daniel Iimont, Under Secretary of State for Foreign affairs, is taking a cruise for the benetlt of his health in the United States man-of-war Atlanta, in I.ake Michigan, pear Staten Island. In the province of Dakota the heaviest citizen is always chosen Mavor. The present Mayor of largo weighs 390 pounds. The Pennsylvania Congress has lassed a resolution condemning coer- . . . . . ....... t i. . i cum in Ireland. rennsyjvania nau better attend to her own troubles in Texas county, and let hnglish ailairs .done. The base ball clubs in America this rui vear nave assistant umpires, aney are called "mascot. In the United States the anniversary of the death of President Lincoln is kept as a holiday, aud called "Arbor Day." Colonel Howells. the novelist, has been granted a pension of tlfteen hun dred dollars a vear from the New York state civil list as a recognition of his literarv service. Pwk. THE YOUNG FOLKS. Auntie Lu's Present Storiettes. A Picture ofSlemory. Doslda tha bara, bejond the wood, WUhln tha mallow twilight gloam, Horr oft, a barefoot boy, I atood. To wait until tho cows came home! Anoiu Anat I.a'a nirthrfay Preaeat. Folks do not very often cry over a birthday present, but Auntie Lu did this year. She had a dreadful fever and lost nearly all of her beautiful hair; so that her head looked more like an old woman's than like our pretty Auntie Lu's. Kaby Lu's hair was Just the color of auntie's, only it curled in tight rings all over her head, and only the day be fore auntie had said to hor, should think you might give auntie half of your pretty curls, baby. You would have enough left then." "Does you really want 'em, Auntie Lu?" she asked, her blue eyes opened wide In astonlsnment. "Of courso I do, midget Fd give five dollars for as much hair as half of your curls wonld make If I had It on my own head," laughed auntie. The next morning, as Aunue i.u was brushing her thin hair before the mirror, the door opened and In came laby Lu, with a bunch of brown, siiKen hair in her hands, tears in her blue eves, and pitiful, trembling lips. .... . . "Here adest hair, near i couiu gev em. Auntie l.u. in . an uiauim says that I look friyhUned. Does IT Sure enough! On one wae or me baby's bead was a mass of. tangled curls, but on tho other tho bare skin showed in manv places through the ragged wisps of brown. Kaby Lu had divided! She thought you meant it. Lu, said mamma, half-laughing and half rrvinir. from the doorway. "I found -W---0- - . ... ler just as she had nnlsned, and neariy broke her heart by telling her that she ooked frightful All that we can uo now is to nave me oaroer trim u an alike. You must have it made Into some sort of a head-dress, Lu. No one else can uso it; and, really, you must not refuse after her sacrlllce. And it was a sacrltlce. for Kaby Lu . . . . . i . t . was proua or ner preuy orown cons Kut would vou believe it? Auntie hugged and cuddled and cried over that baby a long timo before she would take it. And this is where she got that "real curly hair" that every one admired so mm h. loner before her own came out in soft, silken rlug'.ets. Youth's Com pan to ii. The i!rl W lio Help .Tlotlier ami tne One Who Help llerelf. of their virtuous stratagem. After a timo Mr. Parker, cousin Ab- liraPs lawyer, came, and after that tne good old woman seemed wonderfully revived n spirits. At tno next oinn- day tho prospect of "many happy re turns," produced anything out a nap py effect upon the two expectant cousins, who began to think that, iLffer all. the life tables mteht not be infallible. Kut her time came at list :irwl within a decent period after the vid event, cousin Koger and J);c-t were summoned to attend the reading of Abigill Varley's will. They were a good deal startled at the sight of their old enemy, me strange g;rl. 1'oor'iabbY. a3 if secKins consola tion in her bereavement, leaped upon tho knee of her old friend Dick, who stroked her back pathetically, but a little nervously. Pompey, who took things more philosophically,, stretched himself out for a snoose at the feet of Koger. Mr. Parker, drawing from his pocK- et the document, proceeded to read it. The Introduction i3 long and formal. Kut hark! there's something coming now: "To my cousin, Klchard Figglns Klchard looked at Koger la triumph "I give and be lueath " You could have heard both hearts beat. "In consideration of the love and af fection 1 have observed between them " Dick looked puzzled. "My favorite cat Tabby.' Dick gave Tabby a furious stroke tho wrong way. "And no more of my estate. ' With a fling that betokens a most emphatic renunciation of tho legacy, Why the Huilaii IMl otTake i on ntautluople. The Paris correspondent of the Lon don Tim has supplemented the recent disclosures relating to the diplomacy of the Kusslan-Turlush war with most interesting bit of history. At the moment whn the victorious army was at the gates of Constantinople Count Schouvaloff telegraphed to the late Czar that F.ngland would not resent the occupation of the city If no at tempt wiu male to seize liallipoll and blockade tho ironclads. Tho Czar n!aeed unbounded confidence in tho Ambassador in London, and was con vinced by these dispatches that an ad vance would bo safe. Accordingly : teleirram was sent from St. Petersbur; to (;en. (Jourkho at San Stefano order ing the troops to march to Constantl nonln at once. This dispatch was in cipher, but it passed through Turkish territory and fell under the eyes of the eneniv. Suspecting what were its contents, the Turks mixed up the ci pliers in such a fashion that when tho Kusslan commander reeeiveu u ai rvin Stefano It was absolutely unlntelligl ble. (Jen. Ignatieff tried for two days to make out the dispatch, and finally asked for detailed instructions. Tho Kritish Cabinet meanwhile had been Informed by Musuru I'asna oi the crisis and directed lrd A. Loftus at St. Petersburg to inform tho Czar that the occupation of Constantinople would be considered by F.n gland a cause of war. The projected advance was then abandoned and (Jen. Ignatieff was di rected to make a treaty with the Porte without occupying tho city. Dr. Klowitz vouches for this recital as ab solutely authentic. The conquest of Constantinople and the overthrow or Ottoman power in Furope were thus prevented' by a very simple device. One day, in ccpr.nylth her oldest son, squire, sue croaeu na o w. Metalleck's Point to picx berries, as sho often did, and took with her a gua and some small shot Soon after land ing they met face to face a large bear dragging a trap and clog. They Med to a safe distance to consider uiu niat- t;r. "What shall we do, mother: asked the lad. "Do?" said the mother, "why, Kill him, of course!" "Kut howr Inquired the boy. "iou can't kill him with small snoi in a week." Mrs. Stone made no reply but pro ceeded to kindle a tire in the hollow ot a large flat rock. When she had heat ed the rock sumcientiy sne piaceu portion of her 'small shot in the hollow. When It was melted she took her pipe and tilled It with the molten lead which soon became a slug. Kut the slug was too large for tne bore of the gun. According she placed It on the rock, and seizing a flat stone rolled the missle beneath it till it was reduced to the right size. Then load ing her piece they approached the bear as near as safety wouia permit. iuo boy stepped in front and the mother, restlntr the cun on his shoulder, too deliberate aim and tired, and sent the slug directly to the heart of tho beast. The bear welched over three nun- dred pounds and the question was how to get him to the boat, mil me Keen witted woman was equal to the uim- culty. . Twisting a stout withe, sho attached It llrmly to the bears snout, and by means of It he was dragged by short jerks to the boat, then by skids rolled into it and rowed home, it was a profitable day's work, as the oil, skin, and the State bounty which was at that time paid for killing bears, made it worth more than a good cow. There U a gM, and I love to think on her and talk of her, who comes In late when there is company, who wears a pretty little air of mingled respon sibillty and anxiety with her youth, whom the others seem to depend on and look to for many comforts. She U thrt ?irl who helps mother. In her own home she Is a blessed little saint and comforter. She takes untinlshed tjiiks from tho tired, stiff llnjrers that falter at their work; her strong young iluure is a staff upon which tho gra haired, white-faced mother leans and U rested. Sho helns mother with the sDrinir sewing, with the week's mend inir. with a cheerful conversation and congenial companionship that somt irlrls do not think worth while wasting nn nnlv mother. And when there comes a" day when she must bend, as irlrls must often bend over the old wornout body of mother lying unheed ful in her collIn, rough hands folded, herlonir disquiet merged in rest, some thing very sweet will be mingled with her loss, and the girl who helped mother will llnd a benediction of peace upon her head and in her heart. The fflrl who works (J od bless her! Is another girl whom I know, she U hrave and active. She is not too proud to earn her own living, or nshnmed to bo rauizht at her daily task. She is studious, and pamstak ing. and patient She smiles at you from behind counter or desk. There Is a memory of her sewn into each silken gown. She is like a beautiful young mountaineer already far up the hill, and the sight of her should bo a llntf inspiration for us all. It is an honor to know this girl to be worthy of her regard. Her hand may be stained with factory grease or printer's ink. but it is an honest hand and a helolni? hand. It stays misfortune from many homes; it Is th one shield that protects many a forlorn little family from the almshouse and asylum. A Hilary Iaitelo Mehool. One of ftie morning duties at West Point is the dancing lesson. I.acn class has an hour a day allotted to it The dancing-master calls tho dance, the pianist strikes up a lively tune, and the cadets revolve and gyrate in couples about the room. They can hardly fail to become good dancers when all enter Into a spirit or u wiui so mucn heartiness. ine uuuuiik- master U the jolllest of short, fat Frenchmen. "Attention, cavaliers!' he calls. "In ze valtz ze right foot es advance, ; zen ze left, and zo right brought up, Sow owf, two, three; one, two, three P and he sways his body and half closes his eyes as he chants the numbers, while the whole roomful or boys move as. he directs. Suddenly he' sees a cadet leaning against tho wall, and he darts across the room to him. Ah, Monsieur, vy do, you cot dance?" 'Can't get the step b the reply. 'KUu et Is verry easy! 1 vlll get you a partner.' Arm away ne goes u another, who also has dlfliculty with the stepv and, panting and red in tho face-, brings him to the scene. ".ow, Mees Fisher, allow me to introduce Monsieur Johnson; now you will dance." And "Johnson ami Mees' Fisher" bow, and redden at the laugh- ter around them, and then try again. Plantation Philosophy. De Ignunt man, no matter ef he hai got mo' money den er .smart man, ain't nigh t z much use ter der curmunlty. Kver' yeah Fso mo an mo vinced dad ver kaint gaugt? do 'cerity o er man by whut ho says. Do haug squeals jist ez loud w'en ho alnt hurt ez w'en ho Is. De man whut hai de moV frlen's Is de man whut uses 'em do least De only way ter hab er nice coat fur Sun day Is not ter w'ar it mo'n enco er week. ArktftuMM Tranter. Dr. Torrence.physlclan of the AmerU can Missionary Society in Persia, has been created fJrand Oillcer of the I Jon and San by tho Shah. The Mother anil Her Hor. Somo years ago there lived on the shores of I-ake I'mbagog, in Maine, a bold and powerful hunter and trarq-er by the name of Stone, who carried on his business even to the boundary line of Canada. While attempting to cross the lake from Cpton Shore, on skates, one evening, when the Ice was new, he broke through the Ice, and, after a fearful struggle, was at last drowned In shoal water nfar shore. Ills cries were heard by several per sons, but were taken for those of a wild beast After her husband's death Mrs.-Stone, who was as fearless as he had been, bravely kept on with the hunting and trapping expeditions to support her large family. Xot a C'oiuinon One. Lvery step upward on the Udder of life brings its accompanying social de mands. The wife who would eat from stone china when her husband was tho village store-kcejwr must have her gold band" as soon as he has risen to the rank of citv councilman. A country boy, who had been ad mitted to an academy of high rank, had occasion, very soon after his ex amination, to ask his father for a pock et-knife. The old gentleman was that day go ing to town, anil undertook the com mission. Indeed, so proud was he ot his boy that he woud, no doubt, have agreed with equal cheerfulness to tho purchase of a white elephant, could one have been found. "I want a jackknlfe," he said, enter ing tho store. l es, sir. hat kind: "A jackknlfe suitable for a schoot- boy," said the farmer, and added. In a burst of Irrepressible pride, "but nit a knife lor a common scnooi ooy; ior an Academy boy !" Htorleltea. Wo have at the New York state re formatory a casuistry clas3. One morning the teacher said: "Now, boys, I would like to get your opinion whether, from tho standpoint of moral casuistry, honesty Is the best policy, after all." One of those fellows an swered: "I believe that honesty Is the best policy, though I am not an honest man myself. I know two fellows in New York, who used to be crooks, and were always getting into trouble, but they reformed and got In luck. They went over to Philadelphia and went Into the clothing business, ilrst ns clerks, and they kept right along for eight or nine years, and finally they got to own an establishment, and peo ple had confidence In them, and they got credit to tho extent of frJO.On and they got away with the whole of It" Internntfojiat linnnt. Tho army-worm is doing a great deal of damage In Tennessee.