' I A K4R«AKY OF SONETS. •JP"". JJI g, w. tonai'itti.a*. * I.--SATUHK. Aftatona mother when the day if o'er, IIHNIii hy thf lunil her Uttio child to T»u, IlM'.f williiirt. It ill f iol<Ht*nt to !>o k>d. And leave hi* broken playthiutjK on the floor, BtiU faxing »t thorn ihroii(*h the open 09°®'* K«r wholly rotuwured aud comforted By promisen of others in their stead. Wttfch. though more *ptent!id, m»> not piewe nun more; So »a4titv de»L« with MB. Mid take? sway Our playthings one by one, and oj the MM Lead a lie to rwt no gently, that we go inn* knowing if we wish to go or stay. Being too mil of atoep toundoraUMKi ^ IIOM- far the unknown transcends me *•» wt know. Ii_ iv THE OHVIH'HYARP AT TxnrYTOWN, BE*f iirj: thi j_vutSo huiixirirt', who (lied itTotebright Indian fuuiiuor of hi* fame! A Miwple etone, with but a date and name, his secluded lvrtiiig-placc lK»eide Tbe rivet1 tluit he loved and glorified. Here in the autumn of hin days he came, But the dry iea»e» >u IUr Wt-n- all aflame With tints that brightened and were multiplied. Her* nweet a lite was hin; how nweet a death! Living, to wing with mirth the weary hours, Or with romantic tale« the heart to cheer; Dyteg to leave a memory like the breath . ON full of aunshinc and of showers, A grief and gladness in the atmosphere. III.-- ILIOL'S OAK. _ . Tfcou ancient oak !„ whose myrtle leave* are lotld With sounds of unintelligible speech, 1 • 'Sounds as of surges on a shingly beach. Or multitudinous murmur* of a crowd ; WKh wRio liiyptcnouH gift of tongues endowed, Thou speakest a different dialect to each; • To me a language that no man can teach. Of ft lost race, long vaui.-heil like a cloud. For iindcrooath thy shade, in days remote, Seated like Aixrafcam at eventide Beneath the oaks of Mam re. the unknown AfNMtle of the Indians. Eliot, wrote Mitt Hible in a language that hath died And is forgotten, save by thee alone. IT.--THK DESCENT OF THF.. MTTHKS, Nine etetcra, beautiful in form and face, dune from their convent on the shining height* Of Pierus, the mountain of delights, To dwell among the people at its base. DWD seemed the world to change. All tuu and space, 1 Splendor of cloudless days and starry nights. And men and manners, and all sounds and sights, Hadr, now moaning, s diviner grace. Proud were these sifters, but were not too proud To teuch in -ch< K>1H of little country towns Science and song, and all the :irtn that please; So that while housewives npan. and farmers plowed, Their comely daughters, clad in homespun gowns, Learned the sweet songs of the Pierioee. v.--VENICE. WWk.' pwan of. cities, KhunlK'i ing in thy nest (Jo wonderfully built among the reeds Of the lagoon, that fences tiiee and feeds, Aaaayetli thy old historian and thy guest.' Wlit water-Illy, cradled and caressed By ocean streams, and from the silt and weeds lifting thv golden pistils with their seeds, Tbr wiu-i5nunncd spires, thy crown and crest! White phantom city, whose untrodden streets Are rivers, and whose pavements are the {shifting Shadows of palaces and strips of sky ; I watt to see thee vanish like the fleet# Seen in mirage, or towers of clond uplifting In air their unsubstantial masonry. --Atlantic Monthly for March. doubt that is what Kitty herself thought, 1 Tom Turner his regular doses of peppery although she did not, of course, uckuowl- literature. And it is to be added that edge the fact to others. A month be-1 even Kitty herself, influenced, no doubt, fore, and she wa® counting the dnys until by the course of those about her, foi ling, until the dawn of that blossomy Slay, when she was to be married. What was it that had turned the thoughts of : this young lady from bridnl veils to poi-'l fully made up her mind to die. lowed very closely in the nocustomed grooves of* life, and ate her three meals a ay with tolerable relish. Yet she had lh sons, pistols and other horrible sub jects ? What could it be, except a quar rel with Jack? Obviously, nothing. Obviously, Kitty and Jack had quar reled. Now there are Jacks and Jacks in this world, but, with the single exception of Jack Burroughs, Kitty Gibson cared nothing for the whole pack of Jacks. He was her right bower, with which she Like all well-conducted heroines who drown themselves, Kitty determined to leave behind her a touching little letter, wherein forgiveness should be extended to all her enemies, and an appeal made to her friends not to mourn her loss. " I will write that letter now," thought she to herself, pouring the water into the tea-kettle. And thereupon, as a proper prelimi-ue was ner ngm Dower, wiui wim-u sue j Anil tnereupon, as a proper preiimi- fully intended to play life's game, and j nnrytoull epistolary effort, Kitty brought WHY KITTY DID SOT SELF. KILL HER- Mtee Kitty Gibson, aged 19, eyes blue, complexion peachy, health perfect, had made up her mind to die. This decision had been reached after much deep reflection, some sharp twinges of regret, and a tierce conflict with con science ; nevertheless, it had been reached with unalterable firmness. Per haps a physiognomist would have de clared that firmness was not a quality of mind possessed by Miss Kitty Gibson, and by so declaring he would have proved*simply the absurdity of his own science. What though her chin was not square and angular, sifter the manner of Joan of Arc's--did that indicate a lack of courage, self-reliance, or determination ? May not blue eyes sometimes look out from as fathomless depths as black? And may not a fixed resolution form it- «etf in the breast of a pretty, peachy- cheeked girl of 19 as well as in the ma- tnrer bosoms of aquiline-nosed maidens ? Thus would Kitty Gibson have reasoned with any physiognomist who might have intruded his' obnoxious arguments upon her, as she sat, on a certain winter's day, ga^mg out of the kitchen window. The question of a speedy death had been settled beyond all quibble or doubt, and it remained now only for this young lady of suicidal proclivities to determine what TneqrtH she should employ to con summate her design. A pistol would be -quick and effective, but there wasn't a pistol in the house. Poison, particularly ^strychnine, presented itself to her mind as a Mecca for all death-coveting maid ens ; but there was the difficulty of pro curing the drug--of reaching the Mecca. What would Hiram Griswold think if she were to go to the village store and ask him for an ounce of strychnine ? And -would one ounce be enoughShe might liang heiseif in the barn, but that was -•more properly a masculine method of ut: lion. 3he might cut her ithroat with Uncle Randolph's razor, but >for a lingering recollection of the diffi culty she had experienced in sharpening lead-pencils with that venerable instru ment. Besides, such a plan would dis figure her dreadfully, and she desired, above all things, to l>e a neat and comely- looking corpse. There was yet another way open to her, and that was the river. "This impressed her more favorably than •either pistol or poison, rope or razor. Even such sensible heroines as those •who figure in George Eliot's novels were given to watery graves, and drowning aeemed at once the simplest, the most make all the points desirable. That, at least, had been her intention, a month before. But now--now, alas' she had turned him down. The mustard seed from which had sprung this many- branched tree of misery had taken root at Helen Clapp's party. Indeed, Helen herself might be termed the seed. With Helen Jack had danced the open ing reel, which everybody knew was a shocking breach of etiquette. He ought to httve danced it with Kitty, with his affianced bride. Like the spirited young woman she was, Kitty Gibson punished her lover by accepting an invitation to supper from Cyrus Plieips. Jack was dum founded at this behavior, while Kitty enjoyed her triumph, and ate her ice-cream demurely. It is to be con fessed that Cyrus Phelps was not the most agreeable of companions; that his range of conversation was limited to the weather and to the condition of the roads ; and that, whenever he attempted to strike out into broader fields, he lost himself completely in the marshes of grammar and the pitfalls of language! Kitty did not care for this, however. She was watching out of the corners of her bright eyes, and, with a gleam of wicked satisfaction, the forlorn face of Jack Burroughs; and she accepted Cyrus, with his plural subjects and singular verbs, as a necessary adjunct to the infliction of her righteous punish ment. When the hour for going home arrived, Kitty, bundled in shawls and furs, took her seat by Jack's side in the cutter, but said never a word. " Perhaps yon would have preferred Cyrus Phelps' company to mine," re marked the young man, when they had ridden a mile without speaking. " And no doubt you would be very much happier if Helen Clapp was sitting at your side," rejoined Kitty. " G'lang !" said Jack, touching the flanks of his horse with the whip. This was the first instance on record where Jack Burroughs had sought to get over ground rapidly with Kitty Gibson in the cutter at his side, and the stats twinkling overhead. When the sleigh drew up in front of Uncle Randolph's gate, Jack, holding the reins in- one hand, helped Kitty to alight. His face was very stern and' grave. " Good-night," said he. And with that, for the first time since their en gagement, t^ack drove off without kiss ing the red lips which he had a right to kiss. If the red lips pouted, or possibly quivered, there was no one present to see. And if the owner of those red lips, so cruelly neglected, cried her self to sleep that night, Jack Bur roughs was profoundly ignorant of the fact. This, then, was the little seed which had grown into a tree of misery mustard- i like in proportions. j On the yery next day Kitty had writ- ! ten a note to Jack, beginning " Mr. | Burroughs," requesting the immediate return of her letters and picture, and i signed, " Respectfully yours, Kate Gib- | son." When lovers fall into sveh stxait- ! laced formalities of expression as these, | what is to be expected'{ Jack sent back the letters and picture ; and from the J moment of their receipt Kitty began to i meditate upon the simplest and most agreeable method of suicide. Her cogitation culminated, as we have seen, in a final resolve to throw herself into the Connecticut river--just as soon as the ice melted. Had Uncle Randolph been a man quick to detect the exterior evidences of a broken heart, or "even of a broken engage ment, he must eurely have seen that hoi::-'thing was wrong with Kitty. As it was, however, Uncle Randolph was not quick to detect anything, except, per haps, opinions differing from his own. A man of political, religious, social, or moral beliefs antagonistic in any way to the political, religious, social, or moral beliefs of Uncle Randolph was held by the latter to be a rascal Nor would the minor virtues of honesty, integrity, and industry in any manner mitigate the ulti mate conclusion, or compensate for the fatal differences. Uncle Randolph held it to be a truth as self-evident as any of those set forth in the Declaration of Inde pendence that a man who supported Thisism and not Thatism was a knave. out the dictionary, a sheet of paper, and a lead-pencil, and sat down to bid the world a final farewell. The date was left blank, to be inserted when the sun should thaw the ice in the river. The early win ter twilight was deepening into darkness, and the kettle was singing on the stove, when Kitty finished her letter. One or two of the hard words in which her heart- rooted grief found utterance were searched out in the dictionary-; for this suicidal agreeable, and the most romantic method i And yet Uncle Randolph was a very good of putting an end to her burdensome ex- j man at heart, as was abundantly shown ^.i. m - --- -*• ^ -11 - by his acts. He talked like a terrible bigot, yet he did all things in a spirit of bro.td catholicity. He had denounced the istence. The river it should be--the broad, swift Connecticut, which flowed within half a mile of Uncle Randolph's house, and which seemed at the precise moment, to Uncle Randolph's pretty niece, designed by Providence to afford her a moist and peacefid exit from this dry and waning world. She would drown herself just as soon as the ice melted ;7-unfortunate father of Kitty Gibsons as a worthless scamp (chiefly because he was a Thisist), and yet when this worthless scamp came to die he took Kitty to his own home, and cared for her as tenderly as though she had been his child. Be- Aml, this weighty question having been ' sides himself and his pretty niece, Uncle decided, Miss Kitty Gibson rose up from l Randolph's household included his her seat, filled the tea-kettle with water, I maiden sister Martha, his aunt, whose aad replenished the fire with a stick of j memory stretched back through the mists wood. Except thfy be insane, girls of 19, with comfortable homes and good di gestions, do not make up their minds to own themselves without cause. I will of eighty years, and Tom Turner, a dis tant twig of the family trunk, who never troubled himself to find out why it was gestions, do not make up their minds to that he came to be numbered among the drown themselves without cause. I will1 family. Uncle Randolph devoted him- not soy without sufficient cause, since self chiefly to protracted and heated dis- that luiiht plunge me .into a defense of j cussions in Hiram Griswold's store ; old suicide uuut r possible conditions--a line s Aunt Charity spent all her time in knit- of nrgumcat which no Christian story- *ting; Miss Martha kept her mind fixed teller would care to follpw. Kitty Gin- [ upon the household duties ; while Tom son wafi not insane, but she believed that j Turner's mind, such as it was, drew nour- . , circumstance s rendered excusable the j ishment principallv from the writings of } man to the heart, but it didn't. young lady womld have deemed it shock ing indeed to have left behind hen so momentous a document with any slips of orthography. Thus Webster reassured her doubting mind as to " melancholy," and determined the order of vowels* in "relief." And it was while Kitty was yet picturing to herself the effect which this pathetic letter would produce upon those who loved her--in which category Mr. Jack Burroughs waB not included-- that the sound of Uncle Randolph's voice broke in upon her reveries. With a blush and a start, Kitty thrust the sheet of paper into the dictionary and closed the volume. " He is a scountlrd and a thief," she heard her uncle say, as he drew near the door. '4 You can't tell me anything about the Marshalls; I've known the whole race of 'em for twenty years. Old Silas Mar shall went from Windsor to Hartford, and sold soap ' ,1 "undies, and, during the Jackson cainpui p ™ Precisely the late Silas Marshall did during tlif Jackson campaign was not told at tlint moment, for the door opening cut short the thread of the con versation. Uncle Randolph walked into the kitchen, while behind liim, self-confi dent and smiling, walked Mr. Jack Bur roughs. Trembling all over, Kitty rose up from her seat ana thanked the twilight which hid her face. "Where's your aunt Martha?" in quired Uncle Randolph. "Jack has come over to eat supper with us. Why don'tyou light upV " Here's a match," said Jack, and he held out his hand. " Aunt Martha is up stairs," answered Kitty, addressing herself to her uncle, and paying no heed to Mr. Burroughs' proffered match. " I'll go and call her." And with this the young lady beat a hasty retreat. "That Josiah Marshall is a scoundrel and a thief," resumed Uncle Randolph, as he took down the kerosene lamp from the mantel-piece. " I'd like to kick him, and the whole tribe of Marshalls along with him!" "It's a pretty numerous tribe," ob served Jack, good-humoredly. " Let me help you to put on that chimney." While Jack was adjusting the lamp, Miss Martha, who never found time to dress up, as she expressed it, until late in the afternoon, entered the room. Miss Martha was a capital housekeeper. More over, she was what the New Englaaader calls "smart" and the Englishman "clever." And she was what all the world, in divers tongues and dialects, calls "eccentric." Perhaps one of her most noticeable eccentricities was that of mixing the names of the members of her own household. Tom Turner was called "Randolph" quite as often as he was "Tom," ami Kitty answered promptly, when addressed as "Nancy," albeit the only Nancy in the family had married a dozen years before, and was living now in Oregon. Jack Burroughs had long before grown familiar with this pecul iarity, so that when Miss Martha, upon entering the kitchen, said, " Is that you, William?" Jack 'responded, cheerily, "It is." "Well, I'm proper glad to see you," exclaimed Mias Martha. " It seems am nge since yora've been inside the house. Take off yoiii great-coat, and come ilita* the sitting-room and get warm. How's Lydia and the folks ?" Jack gave a satisfactory account of the health of the Burroughs family, and Miss Martha then withdrew to look after the supper. Meantime Kitty, who had rushed to her own roost, with face flushed, hands trembling, and bosom heaving, had donned her best black alpaca, and combed oiat the braids of nut-bnown hair, which was hers by growth and not by purchase. Not that she did this in honor of Jack Burroughs. By no means. She would have done it for anybody-- anybody wSio was going to stay to> sup per. And she tried hard to convince herself that it was not because of Jack that her face flushed and her hands trembled. What was Jack to heir now? Had he not sent back her letters and picture, and kept away from her a whole month ? And was she not a hearfc-broken maiden, resolved to die as soon as the ice in the Connecticut rfver melted? These thoughts whirled throiagh her brain as she fastened a bit of white lace at her throat--lace which Aunt Charity had onto worn, when knitting was not her sole aim in life--rand took a final peep at her pretty self in the double- sectioned mirror. At all events, it made her conscious of her beauty, and caused her to forget the terrible letter lying be tween the pages of the dictionary down stairs. When Kitty went into the sitting-room to announce that " supper was ready," she saluted Jack with chilling politeness, and addressed him as " Mr. Burroughs." This ought to have stabbed the young He remembered her letter and her resolution to die, and so, in lieu of tears, she drew solace from that grim thought. At the supper-table Jack was unusually talkative. He complimented Miss Martha upon the excellence of her flaky biscuits, and emphasized his appreciation by eat ing half a dozen of them; he expressed his cordial sympathy with Uncle Ran dolph's desire to kick the tribe ©f Mar shalls, and evinced a deep interest in the plot of the story which Tom Turner had just devoured ; he shouted the praises of Aunt Charity's knitting in tones so lusty that the old lady was made to hear, albiet she was wont to declare herself " so proper deef she couldn't hear anything;" and as for Kitty, this wicked Jack bom barded her with such a volley of inter rogatories that she was forced into an un willing conversation. When the meal was at an end, Kitty persisted in helping Miss Martha wash the dishes. " You'll only hinder me," expostulated the elder maiden, " and besides you've got on your best dress. Go into tne eit- ting-roem and entertain Jack." But the younger maiden was fixed in her purpose. So she went to her room to don an apron, and left Jack t» entertain himself. Thereupon, the heir of the house of Burroughs picked up a bulky volume and sat down by the open fire in the sit ting-room. The bulky volume proved to be Webster's Dictionary, which care less Kitty had thrown on the table on her first hasty retreat from the kitchen. Jack turned over the leaves listlessly until he came to a sheet of paper written upon in a chirography pleasantly familiar. Of course it was highly improper for him to read that paper, yet as a chroni cler of simple facts ¥ am forced to record that he did read it. And this is what it contained : To dear Uncle Randolph, and all who love me: I have determined to drown myself, be cause I am tired of life. My heart is broken, and I can nee no relief except in death. For give me for what I am about to do, and I shall pray to God to forgive me alrto. I do not want to live and suffer as I hare suffered Here the Words "since Jack"-were scratched out, and in their stead was written, "during the past--(a blank to be filled in when the ice should thaw). I forgive everybody. I hope you will not mourn for me, nor remember my melancholy end, because I do not deserve it. With love to you and to dear Aunt Charity and Tom, I re main, . Your heart-broke* KATE. How many times Jack read and re-read this singular document will never be known, but when Kitty entered the room, a quarter of an hour later, he was still sitting with the dictionary upon his knees and the paper in his hand. "I thought Uncle Randolph was here," said Kitty, hesitating whether to remain or not, and failing to observe what it was that so absorbed Jack's attention. He turned with a start, as though first con scious of her presence, and thrust the sheet of paper back into the volume. Then he said, very gravely: "Your uncle is not here, Kitty. Won't you be seated? I want to talk with you." Kitty sat down upon the high-backed sofa, and fell to studying the figures in the carpet. Jack went over and took a seat by her side. She did not notice that he held the dictionary under his right arm. "Kitty," said Jack, with becoming solemnity, "I do not believe that you have been very happy during the past month, have you ?" Kitty's lip began to tremble, but she answered, desperately, "Why shouldn't I have been happy?" "Because," replied the candid Jack, "you have not had me to torment you." "You mean to say that I can not be happy without you, Mr. Burroughs?" Kitty was still gazing intently at the carpet, so that she did not see the smile that played about Jack's mouth as he answered: "Yes, I have reason to believe that without me you would be very miser able. " '• indeed !" exclaimed Kitty. " I should like to know what right you have to believe that ?" " Well, Kitty, I judge you by myself. I have been wretched ever since the night of that unfortn&aate party. I made up my mind yesterday to swallow my pride and come here and ask you to for get and forgive. We were both to blame, although the- fauift, no doubt, was mine to begin with. "" " If you have been wretched, as you say," rejoined Kitty, her eyes fixed on the floor, " why didn't you go to Helen Clapp? You woinbd sorely have found comfort there." " Nonsense, Kitty I I care nothing for Helen Clapp--no moce than you do fear Cyrus Plielpsi I haven't seen her, near have I wanted to see her, since the night of the party." " You take it for granted, I presume, that I will overlook all that has happened without a word." " I did not take it for granted, Kitty, until--" " Until what ?" Here the young lady turned her ew» suddenly upon Jack, and discovered for the first time the volume under his arm. " What is that book?" she demanded, blushing scarlet. " That," returned Jack, with tantalis ing composiore--" that is Webster's Dic tionary. While you Were engaged in washing the dishes I was improving the time by a study--" . " Give it to me this instant {"demand ed Kitty, springing to her feet. Jack handed lieT the volume without a word. She snatched it impetuously, and turned over the leaves until she came to the letter. "Youhave read it!" she exclaimed, crumpling the sheet of paper in her hand. " If you mean your farewell epistle," rejoined Jack, gravely, "I have. " Why, Jack!" And, thereupon Kitty threw herself upon the aofa, and, with her face buried m the cualiion, began to sob convulsively. And what did Jack do ? Perhaps he drew her to his aide and told her what a veiy, very wicked girl she was to think of drowning her pretty self. Perhaps he repeated to her, for the thousandth time at least, the story of his love, which had grown and deepened during a month of self-inflicted torture, and which was dearer to him than all else in life--dearer than fame or fortune, or even the Phi Beta Kappa key which ho had won at Yale. Perhaps he soothed her with soft words, , and reBted her head upon his breast, and convinced her that, alter all, ahe had much to live (or in this world, tep she was about to take, that is, a j Sylvanus Cobb, Jun. Thus severally j looked very grave, to be sure, and called step into the Connecticut river. Called j occupied, none of the members »f the l her " Miss Gibson," but there was the upon to analyze and explain these cir- j family had found time to discover that old roguish twinkle in his gray eyes, and cumstances, she would have brought j Kitty's heart was broken. It was known, Kitty detected at once that, under his forth the result of her Helf-H#»nrchinEr. | in a vatrne «nrt of w«v. that the young i assumed gravity, there was a desire, re- tirst, love unreciprocated ; next, pride j lady had quarreled with her lover, and strained only by continued exertion, to df eply wounded; and last, a heart which she believed to be broken so laopelt ssJy tli at not even the magic of time's cement could mend it. A month before, Kitty Gibson was the happiest, as well as the prettiest, girl in the State «f Connecticut; at lecst that is what everybody who knew her said, and no i ,, ' I '^r7- that Jack Burroughs had not visited the house for a month; but then young ladies were always quarreling with their loVers, and no doubt Jack would turn up again in good time. Taking this sensible view j '»f the matter, Uncle Randolph continued i his discussions, Miss Martha her scrub- I bing, Aunt Charity her knitting, and burst ont laughing. Naturally this vexed the young lady to a degree where tears would" have been a sweet relief. It was not enough, then, that this wicked, deceitful, cruel Jade should make a play thing of her heart, but he must needs exult over his atrocious conduct. Kitty oould have cried with a relish, but she and that her hetut was not so seriously shattered as she had fancied. Perhaps, even, he kissed her; but that is no affair of ours. Whatever Jack may have done, this much I know to be a fact: when., the ice in the river thawed, Kitty did not throw herself into the waters of the Connecti cut. And when the blossomy May came round, she blushed prettily because peo ple called her "Mrs. Burroughs."-- Harper's Bazar. Two Good Bear Stories. No. 1.--By "Texas Jack:" "I was once out with a party in Texas, and We came across a big cinnamon bear. A fel low proposed to capture him with his lasso. He made a good throw, and got the loop around the bear's neck. When old Cinnamon felt it get tight, what do you think he did ? He just sat up on his haunches, felt of the rope with one paw, and then began pulling it in hand over hand. There was a horse and a man fast to the other end of the rope, and they had to come, both of them. As for the hunter, he jumped off and got away, but the bear drew the pony right up to him, and killed him. No. 2.--By the Glencoe (Minn.) Reg ister : "On Thursday last a son of phristian Hanson, about 9 years of age, went to a straw-stack near the stable to get some straw for horse-bedding. He says while pulling out the straw a huge black bear held him in such a way that he could make no resistance, but, after running a considerable distance, nearly half a mile, and leaping a high fence, the monster seemed to get out of wind, and let him drop on the ground, while he stood over him with his great red tongue hanging out of his mouth panting for breath. The boy says he seized hold of the bear's tongue with both hands, and held on until he raised upon his hind feet and scratched him in the face with his fore paws so hard that he let go and ran. The bear did not follow, and the little fellow made tke best time possible toward the house. Mr. Hanson was away from home at the time. The next day he and his neighbors followed the bear s track for some distance and the citizens of Helen will make it warm for Bruin if he does not return to his hole." SWORN STATEMENT BOSTON °DRUCGf 8l| that I hare had i Genttemen, -- I hereby certUV ' tarrh for U'nyc:ir8, and for the JastelX yaars have been S terrtblo sufferer. 1 was rendered partially deaf, had paivtaii/ uuwi. »*•«* pains across the temple, dlZZT . . nl even, swollen aiul ulcerated tonsils, hard and constant cough, severe pain acroM buzzing In the head. spoils, wonk and painful eyes, swollen the chest, and every Indication of consumption. MT head ached all tho time. Tho matter accumulated to rapidly in my head and throat ttint 1 could not keep them free. Frequently at wight I would spring out of bed, it seemed to we. at tno point of eninocniioo. I would then have recourse to every me noa In mjpowi to dIslodpe the mucus from my throat and head before beiitg able to sleep a^aln. For a p my tonsils -were ulcerated snd so much lnflitmcQ that would then have recourse to every menna In my power oat and head! period of elxvean _ Tiuoh tnflitmea th»_ I could with difficulty swallow. I finally consulted ant eminent Burgeon in regard to an operation on them, but at his request postponed It. Tho constant IntUun* matlon and ulceration In my throat, caused by the do- . *9 ccssnntly.--fl. deep, hard cough. Meanwhile my system r . (1 b v poisonous matter dropping dowu from my head,bad so irritated and inflamed my lunes that, I COUKIU'4 ln- becan to show the effects of this disease, so that I lost flesh, grew pale, and showed every symptom of an early death by consumption. Wlien matters bad reached t.hisBtasre, or about six months ago, I began the use of SANFOP.D"S JKAUICAI. CUKE ror. C.^TAECO. After usinp the first bottle I began to Improve rapid ly. The first dose seemed to clear my head as Ibad not known It to be lor years. _ „ arrest tho discharges. Jl stopped 7>ty cmtgh ~ ' " le I days, flami soon ceased to trouble me. soon reduccd the In-By tislnjr it as a frarpl lo _ -- chest disappeared, tho buzzing censed, my senses of hearing ana of seeing were com pletely had re.! flainmatfon and swelling of my tonsils, so that they " lie sort'ness across my noises in my beaa NATURES REMEDY Recommend it Heartily. 0 SOUTH BOSTON. MR. STEVENS : „ Dear Sir--I knve taken several bottles of your VKOK- TINK, and am convinced It is a valuable remedy for Dy«l>H;inin. Kidney Complaint, and general deb ill tj of th« system. 1 uan heartily recjmiu»n<1 It to all suffering from tha above complaint** Yours respectfully, MRS. MUMTOE PARKRR, 888 Athaua atrMt. It seemed gradually to nigh in tk) uc so »8 in j restored, and every°symptom of (liscose that -iftd reduced me to the verge of tho grave disappeared by the use of SANFOBD'SRADIOAI-CCKKKOB CATARRH. I have been thus explicit b^pausn, as a druggist, I nave seen a great-deal of suffering from Catarrh, aad l;;>pe to convince many that this is a great remedy. 1 am familiarwltli tho treatment of Catarrh as prao« Used by the best physicians, and hare conwiHed th« most eminent about my case. I have used every kind of remedy and apparatus that have appeared during* period of six years past, an<l have, while following their use, taken great care of my gijneral health, but obtained no relief or encouragement from any of them. Since curing layadll" with SANFOBD'SRAIMCAX CritK. I liavo recommended it in over one humlred cases without a single case of failure, and hare in nnmerona Instances received wholesale orders from parties to Whom I have sold one bottle. This is the only patettt medicine I have ever recommended, never having be lieved in them before, although constantly engaged In their sale. Verv gratefully yours. _ _ _ UOBTC.N-, Feb. Ii3,1873. tiEOKGE F. DIXSMOBE. STTFFOLK, SS. FEB. 23,1875. Then personally appeared tbe said Goorgo F. I>in»> more, and made oath that the foregoing statement by him subscribed is true. Ilcfore me. SETH J. TH6MAS^ Justice ot tbe Peace. Railway Tickets. About forty years ago, railway tickets were originated by a station master at Clapliam, England. From that time the printing of these tickets has remained in the hands of the same family, who have pursued it with an amount of perseverance and ingenuity perfectly marvelous ; and it is a curious fact to know that in one long, low building in a suburban street of a provincial town the tickets of the whole world, except North America, are made. Improving Upon Hen. Pleasonton'g Dis covery. John B. Ladt, of Green Bay, Wis., has invented a new kind of stove-pipe hat. It is intended for the benefit of bald-headed married men of that city, The invention consists of the inserting of " blue glass " in the crown of the hat in order to propagate the growth of the hair. History ot * Picture. Two of the moat celebrated artists the world has ever known dwelt in the same city. One dolightecl in delineating beauty in all its graces of tint, iorm and motion. His jKH'traits were instinct with the charm of physical vigor. The gracefnl, half-voluptuons outline of form and feature harmonized with delicately-blended tints. On his canvas, the homeliest faces hud an ahnottt irresistible charm. The other found pleasure only in depicting weird and gloomy subjects. Above all, did he excel in painting the portraits of tho dying. The agonizing deatk-tbroe, the ghastly face and form, we*e all depicted with marvelous fidelity. There existed between these artints the most intense disltike. At length this dislike culminated. The beaaty-k>ving artist had been engaged in paint ing tine portrait of a beautiful woman. Co*»- nouseun pronounced it the most wonderful pieoj of art that had ever been produced. His Lruther artist was jealous of his fame and soqgkt revenge. By bribing the keeper of tbe Btnmo he gained access to the picture each niglit. At first he was content to only deaden tkie brilliancy of tlte complexion and eyes, efthe bloem frucu cheek and lip, and paint a shadmv on either cheek. Later, his stroke* grew bolder and freer, and one morning the ar tist awoke to find thie entire outline of the por trait changed. He autild scarcely recognize ia tine ttiuaciated form and haggard countenance tire gltowing conception he had embodied. The paUuL face and expressionless eyes he had at tributed to a lack ctf genuineness in his te*ial»: but when tbe outlines were changed 1M suspeetcd the cause and indignantly disinissedi tbw -Wjtper. What the revengeful arlist marred by a* lew rapid strokes of his skillful brush was oily x»stored by years of patient industry. Iteader, need we name the artists--Health, who paints the llowera aud "grassy carpet" no lees than the human form divine--Disease, the dreaded artist who revels among tho rains bath of nature' humanity--and Careke»- ness* the keeper tutwhom Health often intrusts his portraits. And is it not the beauty of wotaan, the most admired of all the works whk'h adorn the studio of Health, that Disease oftencst seeks to iuar V The slightest stroke of hi» brush upon the delicate organization leaves an imprint that requires much skill and pa tience to efface. Restoration must be prompt. CSurelessness musk be dismissed. Let suffering women heed the warning ere Disease has marred their chief beauty--Health--beyond reparation. Dr. Pierce's Favorite Prescription hats been used by thousands'of these sufferers, And they are unanimous in their praise of its excellence. II you would be transformed from the pallid, nervous invalid into a happy, vig<N^ ons woman, toy it. Is THERE ONE reader of this paper suf fering from nheumatism? If so, write to Hel- phenstine & Bentlev, Druggists, Washington, I>. C., for a circular of Durang's ltheuniatic Remedy. This medicine is taken internally and will positively cure any case of rheumatism on the face of the green earth. WE understand that the whooping- cough is qnite prevalent in the towns around us ; but that no cases have proved fataL Some families ose nothing bat Johnson'» Anodyiw Liniment. Our Doctor, however, says a little ipicac, to produce vomiting, would be an ad vantage. THERE are more than one thousand different kinds of pills in the United States. Some of them are worthless and injurions, others are good and beneficial. Old Dr. Par sons invented the bent anti-bilious pill we e\er saw or heard of. They are now sold under the name of Parsons' Purgative nils. VKOETABLE Pulmonary Balsam, the great New England cure for coughs, colds and consump tion. Cutler Bros. A Co.'s, Boston, only genuine. •COLLINS' SS Cures Pains and Aches. canalizes the Circulation. subdues Intlammatoty Artloa. cures Kuptures and Strains. It removes Fain and Soreness. ' , cures Kidney Complaint. strengthens the Muscles. cures Rheumatism and Keamlnia. Relaxes Stiffened Cords. It cures Hervoua Shocks. It Is Invalua'ile in Paralyrla. cures Inflammation of the Liver. removes Nervous Pains. It cures Splnai Weakness. , It Is Grateful aninSoothlng, It cures Epilepsy or Fits. It Is Safe, Reliable, and Economical. It is prescribed hy Phj-slclana, It is indorsed by Electricians. ' ta for 23 cents. Sent on reoelpt Of Bfv annual Catalogue of Vegetable and Mower Seed for <877 will lie ready by January, and Bent frre to all who apply. Qastomers of last season need not write for it. I offer one of the largest collections of vegetable •eed ever gent ont by any seed house its America, a large portion of which were (frown on my alx seed farms. Printrd directions for cvltivalion on eeery pttrjauie. All seed! sold from my establishment warranted to be both fresh and true to name i so far, that should it prove oth erwise I will refill the order gratis. As the original in troducer of the Hubbard ana Marblehead Squashes, the Marbleheed Cabbages, and a score of other new vege tables, I invite the patronage of a It who are. anj-imu to have their aerA fresh, true, and of the eery best strain. New Vrertablm a Specialty, JAMES J. H. GREGORY, Marblehead. Maw. REPUBLICANS! DEMOCRATS! GREENBACKER# I All who wish an able, newsy and fatr-minded pettety representing the best phases of Southern Republicans^, should read the LOUISVILLE COMMERCIAL, the leading ii'm representative Republican joaraal of the Siiutn ISaily Commercial* $10 per year; Bftitatt per Blonth. Try U one month. W eekly Coiiiinercialt neatly arranged, oM{ printed, curefnlly edited--a capital fnmtlynewspaper ;l> per ypar, 5s* 1 lor six months. 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