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Emmm i"4- - - :'-4v 'i. happiest, and, God bless her! mv best to T •' •'/ "• ' f • • , . ~ , • < - • . * ' * £ I " -* ^ -- • • „ IB chi?e! and mav " "ietrily cried to hi* wife. " labored enough to-day: l®wn your knitting and pit by my •tog you a song to-night. c ^ »the shadows are falling at e* And the log on the heariu grows re's a time to work and a Utue to ie to lcarh. v \2 A. •!£*• iy^ to rest and a time I not a eong of ing of women or wine; dlier sang. I trow, by far, 11 be this song of mint -- 'or him that lalwrs with muscle and lxm, piOr labors with brain and pkill-- . jfor the queen that situ on her stately UiiCMt Or the lass that works at the mill-- the goodwill of all to earn-* iSpor every man and woman to learn. '^ftcn and women, from cradle to bier, ?& 4; 4 All have need to earn; Sat,-", and poor, and peaeaat and peer, p%| 'i- All hare need to learn. It'lM - "phe poor man earns his c'aily bread, , > JV rich man power and name; •"" 'iljhe statesman to stand en a nation's bei|L.' * , -gThe scholar, a glorious fame! * ' abch child of Adam was bora to earn-- . SStas ie the lesson we ail must leant. • jtone so drill that he may not kmMr . • - ?*lor*' tiuMi ho kne^v b'ofcvro * - .. X* -»ou<- MI wise that ho nsay forcg% '. . ,To learn yet something more-#,' iearn ail his duty to Sod aboti, : . To self, to kind below; '•». . ' J f j p t t e r to <lo, think, h«.*lp and lovfcfe' • ' Wiser aad better to grow. fevs. • .. the ton of our queoa that bids us ciMtif --31® aiay be our king who bids us learn." • ' ALWAYS TOO LATE. •who often wondered why it bad been necessary to name her after her dead and gone great-grand-aunt, was mowing np into a fine young woman. Bite was sixteen, and tall at that. Her cousin, Tomlinson Perrybrook, fhen five-and-twenty, made up his mind to marry her, if he could get her, since, In his estimation, she was the prettiest, best, and sweetest little darling living. Bat she was only sixteen. He would say nothing yet. He would wait until she fis seventeen, and then speak. Then Tomlinson Perrybrook, having Blade up his mind, quietly went back to bis occupation, which was what he called ** improving his place." He laid out new paths, planted new trees, improved the garden, and gave the parlor a fine frescoed wall and ceil­ ing, a new Persian carpet, and velvet furniture, • o> * Meanwhile he said nothing to Priscilla, baring not the slightest doubt that she liked him, and would say " Yes " 'when­ ever he said " Will you ?" "s Priscilla did like him. She was se­ cretly in love with him, and very much hurt that he did not make love to her. livery one in the house knew this, except Tomlinson himself. He was waiting for the seventeenth birthday. Before that time Priscilla went to London to pay a visit. There, at the house of a fashiona­ ble relative, she met a fashionable young who fell desperately in love with to Priscilla that stoodlighftst at the door e> parlor bef ore a veiry pretty picture __ dissolved before his gaze. His Cousin Priscilla with a gentleman's arm around her waist He retreated to hi* F*/ ' - * j ' ' In her heart, Priscilla wished that her Cousin Tomlinson had been in his place ; but, as far as she knew, her Cousin Tomlinson had no more than cousinly affection for her. Consequently, feeling tfcat her youth was waning with the ap­ proach of her seventeenth birthday, she accepted her first offer, and came home to tell her father and mother what she bad down. They, in turn, told Cousin Tomlinson, who, having contrived to hide his emo­ tion, escaped from them as soon as pos­ sible, and went home to shut himself up in the frescoed pacler he had furnished for unoonscious Priscilla, and cry like a firi life seemed at an end to the young Sttn now this horrible thing had hap­ pened to him, and he wished he had aaiked the girl to decide his fate for him before she left for her peaceful country borne for the temptations of the city. Even then, however, he could not quite tee how he could have done this, since he bad resolved to wait until the seventeenth birthday was past. There was nothing for it now but to (Bt over his misery as well as he could, and he congratulated his cousin in a very pretty choice of words, and went away to distract his mind by travel. He resolved skot to return until the end of November. Bus was in May. In June his aunt, Jtescilla's mother, wrote to him. One of fbe paragraphs of her letter con­ tained a tremendous piccc of news. It was this: " I am sorry to tell yon, dear nephew, Priscilla has quarrelled with the gentleman she was to marry, and that the ajjB&ir is quite broken off, so that she has even given him back his ring. Of course mch events are unpleasant, though we are glad to keep our girl a little longer. Mr. Dinwiddie was silly enough to l>e jealous without reason." Priscilla was free again. Cousin Tom- Kuson's spirits arose. The fresc6ed par- kr arose before his imagination, with Priscilla on one side of the grate and he wpon the other in twin arm-chairs. He aaw her driving the little pony pheaton be intended to buy for lier down the broad path leading from the house to flie gate, and he was just three days' distance from home, and a woman whose heart .has just been hurt is always read- KT to accept a salve for it in the shape of f new lover, as we all know. '< _ "would be well for him to return borne and exhibit himself as Priscilla's jdoier 111 tins moment of maiden humilia- "'Tli , tlu? you"2 man liked to carry «mt the plans he had formed for himself He had said that lie would travel until ITovember, and it seemed proper to do BO ; consequently, he proceeded on his §smnej. How, Priscilla, who had not loved her ?r, but only been pleased by his love ber, had thought a good deal about Utomlinson, whose woe-begone face had ren her a notion of the truth the day called to bid her adieu, before he set »ff npon his journey, and she had aet- mmiiy purposely made her lover quarrel vith her, and broken off the match, on His account. "Tell my cousin, mamma," she said, »d _ mamma had written. But when fComlinson made no response, Priscilla iiww angry ; when he did not return, or jpitm write to her, angrier yet. y At last, when June, July, August, September, and October had passed, she began to confess that she was an idiot to flbrow away a true heart for one that had :JM> love for her, and that Tomlinson had a long face for some other reason her engagement. The consequence was that when ex­ actly on the 23d of November, as he had aeeolved in the first place, Tomlinson fehcrned home, and to lose no time hur ,«»4 to his aunt s, as soon as he had <|libAa himself presentable, with the firm * «• "Who is that?" he the parlor. "Mr. Dinwiddie," said hie aunt. "Only a lover's quarrel, after all," said the aunt, smilingly, and quite una- WKre of Tomlinson'a anguish. ** They've mad9 it up beautifully." " They seem to have done so," said Tomlinson, remembering the dissolving view. He went away shortly after, and left his compliments for his cousin. Miss Priscilla married Mr. Dinwiddie this time, and really grew to love him; but there was something charming about her Cousin Tomlinson, erect as a poplar, and prim as a Quaker, which was exceed­ ingly to her taste. His little pink mouth and narrow, weil-drawai eye-brows were very, very pretty. His hair was always parted properly. There was n<> dust on his coat. She sometimes contrasted him with her husband, and wished that Heaven had given her such a man; but no one ever guessed it, and the poor young lady seemed very much ashamed of the silly secret hidden in her breast. She was in all respects a good wife, and resolutely set herself to banishing her cousin's image from her breast. She believed herself to have succeeded when ten years had gone by, but Tomlinson was still a bachelor, and still kept the room he secretly called Priscilla's parlor as a sort of secret hiding-place, where he went at times very late in the evening with a fiat candlestick to bewail his single-blessedness and indulge in retro­ spection. But a change was at hand. Mr. Din­ widdie, who was fond of horses, bought a fine-spirited one in the morning, and rode him out in the afternoon. That night Priscilla kept dinner wait­ ing long--indeed forever; no one ever ate that dinner, for in the ghostly moon­ light, as she sat at her window, she saw her husband's horse rush past like some black phantom without his rider. The poor fellow lay three miles back upon the lonely road, prone on his face, stone dead. And so PrisciHa at twenty-seven was a widow. As time passed, and her grief softened, she certainly looked very well in her cap. Tomlinson thought so, so did Mr. Wincli- er, who settled her husband's property. This time Tomlinson made up his mind promptly. Of course it would be indec­ orous to intrude upon a widow's grief with words of love. He would wait a year for decency, and one month over for good measure. The year and one month would bring them to December 24th, 18--. He wrote the date down in his note-book, and counted the days as a girl does those between the present and her first ball. Meanwhile he made no sign and kept away, and Mr. Wincher, being Mrs. Dinwiddie's legal gentleman, found it necessary to call--on business--very often. The year tottered away. The month after it waxed and waned. Once or twice when they met by chance some­ thing in Tdmlinson's eyes had revived old fancies in the widow s heart. But at the end of the year she remembered he had not so much as called once. She gave a little sigh, and looked in the glass. "Twenty-seven is not seventeen," she said, as she pinned on her first white collar, and tied on a little white crape bow. "I'm sure, at least, that Tomlin­ son used to think me very pretty." Just then a servant came to tell her that Mr. Wincher had called about a piece of land. / On the 24th of December, 18--, at half-past seven in the evening, as he had decided, Tomlinson Perrybrook, just 36, dressed himself with much care, and ob­ served, with some annoyance," that a bald spot as big as a shilling interfered with the straightness of the back parting of his hair. Buttoning & pair of pearl- colored kid gloves, he betook himself to his cousin's residence. He rang the bell, the girl answered it, and to^L in his card. She returned to beg that he would wait a few moments. Tomlinson waited half an hour/ /"Then a jubilant gentleman came flying out of the parlor, and shook hands with liim It was Mr. Wincher, whom he knew very well. We'll go in and see her in a moment, my dear fellow," he said, in a whisper. "She's a little agitated. Ladies always are on such occasions. *We'll leave , her to herself awhile." "Occasions--what occasions?" asked Tomlinson. . "You haven't suspected me, then?" Wincher said. "She has just promised to make me happy by becoming Mrs. Wincher." Again Tomlinson, with a woeful as­ pect, uttered congratulations. Again Mrs. Dinwiddie gave a little sigh and ifrove away a little thought. She was married to Mr. Wincher in the spring, and there was no sudden disso­ lution of the marriage, for Mr. Wincher lived thirty years, which, for a gentle­ man who was 48 on his wedding day, was not doing so badly. He died of something with an exceed­ ingly long name ; and having been very kind indeed to his wif e, she shed a great many bitter tears, and felt very, very lonely. She was 58 now, and had no children. The second widow's cap and crape veil shaded the face of an elderly woman, but she had grown round and had a bloom in her cheeks, few gray hairs, and a splendid set of false teeth. When _she had been a widow six months, Tomlinson jferrvbrook, an old batchelor of G7, utterly oald and woe­ fully thin, sat over his solitary fire. " It is queer how old fancies hang on," he said to himself. "I suppose I could have any beautiful youBg girl I chose to propose to," (an old batchelor always believes that, and the older he grows and the uglier he gets the stronger this strange hallucination becomes). "But fonder of Priscilla tba-n any of I am them. "She is changed, of course; not pretty now, and I suppose other men think her an old woman; but she's a Hdrijnnr yet, and if I can get her to marry a third tune, and come here and live in the old house I made ready for her when was 17, the end of my life will be its I'll try my best to make her happy too." Then he went to his desk and looked at a bit of ribbon she had dropped from her hair the day she was first a bride, and that he had saved all these years, and kissed it; and taking his cane (he had already had ft twinge or two of rheumatism), went to call upon his cous­ in Priscilla. Portly and rosy, she sat knitting at her fire, neatly clad in widow's weeds. Opposite her sat a stout gentleman ̂per­ haps two or three years her junior. "This is my next-door neighbor, Mr. Packer, Cousin Tomlinson," she said* Tomlinson bowed--so did Mr, P. "Any relative of Mrs. Wincher's I'm delighted to know, I'm sure," he said, with great emphasis; but he did not go. It is etiquette for one caller to leave soon after the arrival of another Cousin Tomlinson knew this, but perhaps Mr. Packer did not. At all events he sat and sat, and talked and talked, until Tomlin­ son, rising, said : " Cousin Priscilla, will you see me to the door ? I've n word to say to yon," She smiled and went into the hall with him. He drew the door shut. "He pays long calls, I see," he said, indicating Mr. Packer. -Something like a blush mounted to Priscilla's face. " Perhaps he thinks he has a right to do so," she said. "I'm glad you called to-night; for when a woman of my age takes such a step, she doesn't like to break it to her friends herself. You must do it for me, cousin. You must mention that I am engaged to Mr. Packer. He is a worthy man, and respects me very much, and has fourteen motherless chil­ dren, and our estates join, and I am lone­ some--oh, so lonesome ! And when peo­ ple at our time of life do this sort of thing, what is the use of delay? I shall, of course, not marry before the year is out; but then " Poor Tomlinson, he sat down on a hall chair, and excused the act by speaking of his late attack of rheumatism. Then he added, apropos of her late words: " Yes, yes, delays are dangerous 1" And then he said, very softly: " Well, well! Good-by, Cousin Pris­ cilla! Good-by!" And he held her hand longer than he had ever before, and for the last time in his life, and went down the long gravel- path. She looked after hku. "He's an old man now, God bless him," she said; "but how trim and straight he is." Then the thought that had haunted all her life flashed into her heart for an in­ stant, and warmed it back to youth. " Ah, no fool like an old fool," she said, and went back to Mr. Packer, who had meanwhile refreshed himself with a short nap, with his head against the paper, and burst out of it with confused apologies. Mr. Packer outlived his wife, and Mr. Tomlinson died before she did. He never made up his mind about her any more; but I often wonder how Such things are fixed in the other world. The Reason of the Incessant Bains. Recently arrived steamers report that the Atlantic is full of ice, and this ex­ plains the mystery of the incessant rains from which the Eastern seaboard, and in­ deed the whole country, has been suffer­ ing for more weeks than - it is a 'pleasant thing to think of. It is probable that there has been a mild winter and early spring in the Arotic regions. This lias caused open waters, which have borne into the Atlantic an uncommon quantity of ice. This great mass of ice, drifting into lower latitudes, is rapidly melting, and the varors arising from it are drawn to the land and yield us the too abund­ ant rain-storms which have caused floods and more or less injury to the crops. The land, gathering more heat from the ocean, and giving it out also more freely, heats and parities the air upon it, and the vapors arising from the melted ice rush in to fill the vacuum thus constantly created by the summer heats. If this explanation is correct we may have a continuation of the rains for some time to come,--until the masses of ice are melted, or until their remains drift further south. It is not a pleasant tiling to think that the disagreeable weather of the last few weeks may continue for some weeks to come. But we may look for a charming autumn, and this will reward us for the sufferings of the most dis­ agreeable summer of many years.--Ndto York Herald. To Promote Longevity. The Pall Mall Gazette mentions that a "veritable centenarian" is, according to a correspondent of the. Scotsman, to be found at the Aberfeldy railway sta­ tion, in the shape of a peddler named Peter Feggans, who the other day at­ tained his 105th year. The habits of Mr. Feggans are an interesting study to those who desire to promote longevity. For sixty years he has never worn a coat, believing that a waistcoat with sleeves suits him better. He gave up smoking about the same time that lie gave up liis coat, and took to chewing, wliich he lias found a more healthful practice than smoking. Feggans is not a teetotaller; he drinLs half a glass of whisky three or four times each day, and has done so for the last half century. A report was circulated a short time ago that lie was dead. This annoyed Feg­ gans, who, when informed of the re- Eroach, indignantly remarked, "Yes; ut I knowed it was a lie whenever I heerdit." 0&L Collided with a Spirit. On the Boulevard des Italiens in Paris, the other day, a well-dressed man was observed walking alone, but with his left arm extended and curved as though he had given it to a lady. He looked around with an irritated air and suddenly addressed a person who had in passing almost grazed him. "Look out, voti blockhead, or you will hurt my wife. " How, your wife!" said the other, as­ tonished. " Yes, my wife," was the re­ ply, accompanied by a blow. On being arrested and taken jfeo the station house the assailant explftuied that he was a spiritualist, and that his wife, who died ten years ago, was in the habit of taking a walk with him every day. The passer­ by had collided with the spirit. •-T7- -- : " / THB Columbus Journal, describing an Ohio politician, says: " He is an hon­ est man by profession, and he earns his bread by the sweat of his jaw." UNDRESSED BY MACHIHSRf , 1 Incident In the Wh Michigan Millar. Monday night Mr. A. D. Cornell, a miller employed in the JEtna Mills, met with a severe accident, and one that only his strength and presence of mind pr& vented from being a tragedy. About midnight some gearing in the extreme peak of the mill bqgjui to weak, and air. Cornell went up to oil it. It was in a low part of the room, well under the eaves, and in applying the oil he was obliged to teach over a shaft. While stooping down a key on the shaft became caught in the breast of his shirt, and about the time he was through his job had taken up all the slack, and held him down and was drawing still tighter. He was thrown over the shaft, his light went out, and then in the dark he coolly braced himself, and let the shaft slowly tear off his clothes by strips, and the un­ dressing operation was not delicately performed either. It would not do for him to struggle much, as on either side was gearing within a few inches of him that seemed waiting to seize on a member and draw him into its destructive embrace. Gradually his clothes parted company with him. caus­ ing severe pain by the roughness of their taking off, and at last he felt that he was no longer in the toils. Slowly he drew himself back, and wiping the heavy drops from his brow, brought out tnere by the agonizing strain of body and mind during the trying ordeal, he start­ ed to grope his way down stairs, for he knew that cries of help would be un­ availing and would not be heard below. On hands and knees he made his way, narrowly missing falling to the floor be­ low, his outstretched hand going over the aperture, warning him of the danger and at the same time serving to tell him where he was. He crawled along, un­ der shafting and around posts, feeling his way along till he reached the head of the stairs, when he staggered to his feet aoid got down to the ground floor and appeared to fyis fellow-workmen, pale and trembling, clad in the light and toy costume of a shirt collar and the waist­ band of his pants. His first remark was, "Well, boys, I've stopped that squeaking." Explanations were soon made, and he was sent home. Dr. Mc­ Laughlin was called in and found that he had dislocated his shoulder, and the inside of his breast' and arm were de­ nuded of the skin and badly inflamed by contact with the revolving shaft.. These, with the shock, were the only injuries received and were soon dressed, and he was put to bed to recuperate. Last night he was feeling much better. So tightly were his clothes woven around the shaft that it was found necessary to shut down the mill to remove them. They look as if they had gone through a threshing machine, so shredded and tattered are they. It was a narrow es­ cape from lasting injury, perhaps from death, and Mr. Cornell escaped cheaply. --Jackson (Mich.) Patriot Sure Core for Sunstroke and Apoplexy. A New York physician writes : " I be­ lieve sunstroke and apoplexy can be cured almost surely if taken in any kind of time. First, rub powerfully on the back and neck, making horizontal and down­ ward movements. This draws the blood away from the front brain and vitalizes the involuntary nerves. Second, while rubbing, call for cold water immediately, which apply to the face and to the hair on the top and side of the head. Tliird, call for a bucket of water as hot as can be borne, and pour it by dipperfuls on the back of the head and neck for several minutes. The effect will be wonderful for vitalizing the medulla oblongata ; it vitalizes the whole body, and the patient will generally start into full conscious life in a very short time. Persons of large active brains and" weak bodies will be more liable to sunstroke or apoplexy, and should wear light-colored cool hats in summer, wet the hair occa­ sionally, and if they feel a brain pres­ sure coining on, should rub briskly 011 the back of the neck, and put cold water on the front and top of the head. These remarks, if heeded, will prevent great suffering. I have never known this method to fail." Wasn't Fooling. ^ A boy in St, Louis was recently pre­ sented with a jack-knife, with which, boy-like, he cut and marked everything that came in his way, from the dining- room table to the cat's tail. A few days after he had become the happy possessor of the knife, his father was startled by seeing two men bringing home the young hopeful in a very dilapidated condition. His face seemed to be cut and bruised and covered with blood. The father, of course, was very much alarmed, and in- quired of the boy who hit him. "Noth­ ing didn't hit mo, sir," the boy answered, between his sobs; " it was only a mule kicked me in the eye." "A mule kicked you in the eye, eh ?" replied the father. " Haven't I told you a thousand times or more that mules and gunpowder were not fit things for boys to fool with ? What were you doing to the mule?" "I wasn't foolin' with him at all," said the boy; " I was only tryin' to cut my name on his back." In a Bad Fix. A citizen who was walking along the Jackson road the other day, says the Vicksburg Herald, saw a man up a tree near the roadside, and, halting, he in quired: . " What are ydu doing uplthere ?" The man made no reply, and the citi­ zen continued: " What's the ca se of your being up there?" At that moment a woman rose up from the fence-corner, rested a club on the fence, and remarked: " I'm the cause, stranger, and, if you'll wait till he comes down, you'll see the worst field of carnage around here ever laid out doors!" The citizen drove on, and she turned to the man up the tree and continued: " Polhemus, I can't climb, and you know it; but if you'll drop down here for two minutes, I'll give you a quit-claim deed of the farm!" him out of it. The man's face, as he un­ expectedly found himself in Mr. Becher's wasp, and his. look 0 terror as he waa about being pitched down the front so ludicrous that, as Mr. stops, n Beecher reiurnea to the parlor, ins anger vanished, and the whole affair seemed so 4 Beecher on His Muscle. Here is an anecdote of J-Jeecher, told by himself: " Once upon a time" a clergyman visited liim, and insulted him and his wife in his own parlor. In an instant he (Mr. Beecher) arose, grasped the clergyman by the back of the neck, shoved him to the front door and kicked i . ' i ludicrous, that lie "rolled like IF* ' j ' , . and laughed upon thfl floo» A TRAMP FOR LIFE. Mountaineer Walked Hint Days In the Snow. A correspondent says: The recent w^alk of Prof. Brooks calls So my mind a case, an account of which was never published on the Atlantic coast, of a real feat of walking endurance, for life, by a Pacific coast miner, and no swindle or brag is connected with this case. During the winter of 1864, a party headed by Bacon, the Elk county ex­ pressman, started from Lewiston, Nez Perces county, Indian Territory, for "Rlk City, a spur of the Rocky Mountains, whose altitude is not less than 12,000 feet, through dense timber. ' Leaving Silverwood's mountain house, no stopping place existed until 26 miles Were made over mountains to Newsome creek, In the party of some seven or eight was one liicliard Widan, & Nor­ wegian, well, known to the writer of this article. He had the ill-luck to break a snow-shoe, and was advised to take it back to Silverwood's, as the party could not stop in the snow. Believing he could go back by the plainly marked trail in the snow and blazes on the trees for a guide, the otlxerS pushed on and safely arrived at Elk City, and no fears were expressed regarding the fate of Wildan, till seven days later a new party crossed the mountain, and then it was ascertained that Wildan had not gone back. Immediately a party was mustered, and on snow shoes started to find the lost man. His trail was at last found and followed by the hardy pioneers in search of him. On the ninth day he was found, still on foot, walking in a circle on the hard-beaten trail of his own making, his feet badly frozen, yet in­ closed in the sleeves of his coat, which he had wrapped about them. The thermometer showed nine degrees below zero, a great part of the time* he was struggling on his feet for life. The party finding him saw that he was thoroughly crazy. On accosting him and asking if he was not hungry, he at once replied, no. He was fed on pork and beans at a house not far back. Not a trace could be found where he had sat down, not a sign of where he could have taken a rest--in fact, with the cold never less thanfour degrees below zero, he never had walked again had he rested. He was brought to Newsome Creek station oh the ninth night of this wild, cold, un­ fed, cheerless walk in deep snow--ten­ derly cared for by Wall & Beard, keep­ ers of the Newsome Creek House, and eventually recovered so as to do a good season's work with a pick and shovel, in a mining camp called Ebon Water sta­ tion, sixteen miles below the Elk City camp. Mr. Wildan was a man of about 108 pounds weight, short and stout. That this article is true in every re­ spect is easily to be proven. Loyal P. Brown, Deputy United States Tax Col­ lector, now of Mount Idaho, or Mr. Charles Frush, a clerk now in the land office of the Interior Department, can vouch for the general truthfulness of this slight sketch. Here is a case where seven days f>i real walking took place without any refreshment or selection of apparel--'without cheer of any kind, and ali for life. Let fools prance cn boards, stages, etc. Dick Wildan's feat will rverehadow anything they ever can do. I hope some representative man from Idaho will see this article and give the particulars more fully than is here done, although this is a simple account in all truth given. Wildan, and those who found him and cared for him, should live in history, and I hope he is still on his feet, as strong as when found.. A Wise Child. While we are in the dining-room we must not forget the little miss of five or six summers, who unconsciously perpe­ trated one of the best jokes of the sea­ son. Wine was being passed around, and she was invited to take sorne^ but declined. " Why do you not take wine with your dinner, Minnie?" asked a gentleman who sat near her. " Tause I doesn't like it." " Buttake a little then, my child, for your stomach's sake," he urged. "I ain't dot 110 tommik's ache!" in djgnantly responded the little miss in the most emphatic manner. As botln question and answer were distinctly heard by those around, every one burst into laughter, j^hich so frightened the little maid that she cried. The same little miss upon being one day bantered because she was a girl, and having represented to her that boys were much more useful creature a in the world, although they were usually more trouble, was asked if she did not wish she were a boy. " No, indeed," she quietly, remarked; " I'se worse now than most Boys."--Saratoga Correspondence New York Mail. Ants Recognizing their Relations. Huber, the younger, one day took an ants' nest to populate one of those glass contrivances which he used for making his observations, and which consisted of a sort of glass bell placed over the nest. He set at liberty one part of the ants, which fixed themselves at the foot of a neighboring chestnut tree. The rest were kept during four months in the ap­ paratus, and at the end of tliis Huber moved the whole into the garden, and a few aiits maiiaged to escape. Having met their old companions, who still lived at the foot of the chestnut tree, they recognized them. They were seen, in fact, all of them, to gesticulate, to caress each other mutually with their antennse, to take each other by the man­ dibles as if to embrace in token of joy, and they re-entered the nest together at the foot of the chestnut tree. Very soon they came in a crowd to look for the other ants under the bell, and in a few hours our observer's apparatus was completely evacuated by the prisoners. --Home and School. A MISSISSIPPI Judge couldn't convince a lawyer that a certain decision was con­ stitutional until after he had him down. J AX [The following verae rere written in the album of a Baltimore lady by •^"A; Poe, at the age of 19, shortly alte# he left Veat Point, in 1829. They are given in fac-similo in » mm . As other* saw--I conld not bring -- Mv passions from a common spriL From the same source I have not < My sorrow--I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone- Ana all I IUTOU--* iOved alone, Then-in my childhood--in the daw»» i, h Of a most stormy life--was drawn •$ From ev'ry depth of good and ill S» The mystery which binds me still. : From the torrent or the fountain-- From the red cliff of the '•--inttiitfjrlx From the sun that round me MUM In its autumn tint of gold. , ,t, From the lightning in the sky Vf As it passed me flying by-- C ' s y ii From the thunder and the storm-- - And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of heaven was blue! Of a demon in my view, T O Pith and Point. SONG of the kettle--The dull-simmer, A GAiiiiEnr of art---A lady's dressing OPE. AN ingrain car-pet--A polite con­ ductor. ; *"• THE reign of terror--A mouse ja a sewing circle. : NATURALISTS have decided that H6 hefl can lay over 600 eggs. Therefore, when you have checked off to that figure, you can't sell her for a spring chicken. HE was a mean man who, when asked for his money or his life, requested the burglar to take the life of his wife, as she could not possibly live if he died, but he could worry along without her. THE deacon of one of the colored Bap­ tist churches in Virginia asked somebody "where they could find a first-rate new minister?" His friend replied: "I thought you had one." *' So we have," was the answer, " but we have just sent him in his resignation." A BO? in the suburbs tried to ascertain the other day the soundness of the proverb, "Birds of a feather flock to­ gether." He plucked the old rooster down to a single tail-feather, and it didn't flock at all, but went and hid under the barn. Thus is another old saw smashed. "ANOTHER Beecher trial?" ejaculated the sick man, starting up in bed with a look of pain and weariness upon his face. "Another trial!" repeated his wife, gloomily. "Well, Mary," he replied, falling back on his pillow, "you can dis­ charge the doctor. I guess I want to die."--Brooklyn Argus. THB St. Louis Times gives the follow­ ing specimen of the style of wedding no­ tices which G. Washington Cliilds, A. M., would furnish: Take away his little latch key, He will need cigars no more; Life is real, life is earnest; from this sad and fatal kour, Oone to i^ieet hia mother-in-law. A SOMERSET father has brought in an accusation against the School Board, which lias been reported to the Philo­ logical Society: "Dhaivabin, zur, an ataich mei bwoi-ee vur ta spul tae'-uteess wai a p shra-ur!" (They haue beer, sir, and taught my boy to spell tatexs (potatoes) with ap, sure.) DURING one of the numerous showers a Detroit lawyer walked four blocks through the ". drips " to reach the office of a Justice of the Peace and say: "It rains upon the justice well's the unjust." His Honor removed the pipe from his mouth, looked out of the window, and replied: "Grass needs it." And the lawyer went out and kicked at a newsboy to ease his burden of madness.--Free Press. • How a " Corner99 Is Managed. A, B and C combine their means and credits to make a corner in July. They therefore quietly begin in May to buy com to be delivered in July. They gradually buy all the com in the market, and, of necessity, must buy all that ar- ^ rives, paying for the latter whatever is demanded. When a purchase is thus made, seller and buyer put up a nuurgim either in cash, or certificate, or deposit. As soon as the comer becomes known, there is an effort made to break it. The settlement takes place at 3 p. m. on the last day of the month. Those Who have sold corn to the corner and have no corn to deliver, pay the difference between the price at which they sold, and the ruling price at the close of business on the last day. As the comer has thus purchased sometimes five times as much com as there is to be had, amounting to millions of bushels, and the price has advanced ten cents a bushel, the profit is enormous. As the prices advance, additional margins are required. Those failing to put up the additional margins, lose wiiat thej have already put up. The anti-comer factions seek to so crowd sales on the comer as to exhaust its cap­ ital and credits, and render it unable to buy at the advance prices. Thus, the corner is compelled to sell out in the country and buy for cash all the com in sight, to prevent having it rushed into Chicago at the last moment. These are exciting times. Com at such a moment may be purchased of the comer for ship­ ment, from six to fifteen cents a bushel less thiui it is selling for on 'Change for delivery during the month. Each time there is a corner, there is a crash, some­ times of the comer men, and at other times of the anti-corner men. The whole proceedings are of such question­ able honesty, that the Legislature of Il­ linois has declared the operation of a corner to be a felony. It is nevertheless still practiced. Corners are attempted in wheat, oats, barley, pork, and lard, and some of them have been quite suc­ cessful in a pecuniary way. It requires nerve, audacity, and money, or credit. Recently a bank here went into a corner, ssuing its certificates of depo sit for mar­ gins; the comer failed, and so did the bank, and the certificates have never been paid.--J". W. Sheahan on " Chi­ cago ; " Scribnerfor September. WITH a most cadaverous oountenaaoe and crape on his hat, he waited at a Paris station for the coffin to be lifted out of the train; it was heavy, for it waa lined with lead. And while the bystand­ ers looked on with sympathy and won­ dered if it was his wife, his mother or liis father, the well-informed police in­ vited him into a private room, where they opened the cpffin and emptied it of ' its load 6f Brussels litce.