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2l , 1 . > "•:.V' •• • • i ' -- ' • ifcgf TWO^»BRF«yTit«___; : 'Aa Oriental Fable. Otm&ma, the Sultan, pot his son ... . With SWb, the wise; Mid, when Utt boy *tas done With studious tasks, it WM the teacher's way ®a weave for him some moral tele each day. One evening when the hour had come around, ^fcis tale he told--in Persian annals found! ,« ** Once a magician, skilled in every art, ^ Meeting King Lohak, breathed upon his heart, Wht* InWi that region* venonionsana WW, TWO Mdeffur serpents wriggled ,n ®»nt' Tlif Kintr. who saw them follow in hw P*tn, Stormed th- Bisgiaisa -with his ftem** « But lift, undaunted. smswewa back again: _ • « Tb«M«N the tokens of your gionotw "*gn ; And, IT you wish henceforth unbounded good, . fail not to feed them well with human blood; GiTe them yor.r -tardiest men in sacrifice Jtar their support--for this is just and wise, i ; Tbe King- af tirrt" «NW P*io whea tlli8 w*" But by degree* to its result was led, , > And scattered slaughter till tumultuous fear Smote all his stricken subjects far and neijfc • At length his people, seeing no many niaiiy, "j Revolted at the King'* bloodthirsty reign, And locked him to a cavern far away, * Where to the serpenta he himself was prey."; / * ' •« O history horrible!" the young Prince said. " what couid have put such baseness in his head ? Now tell another tale more fair, I pray. That I with shuddering may not end the day." f* Most willingly," said Saib, " and, wlieu us dene, top will confess it is a simple one: , ¥ Once on a time a young Sultan was led . To heed all things an artful courtier said, , Wh > crammed him with delusions that w<we IW With all tin poignancies of sinful life-- ^ With dream* ol glory and miagtned joy, •J - ' And things that dazzle only to annoy. - Pride and voluptuousness performed their part Till thev beranse joint rulers of his heart; And held bv these, above his people's groto Ha walked, until they snatched him from the throne. Stii:, though he lost his crown, Pleasure and Pride Clung, like two adfiem perched upon his side, Till, sinking down within their coiling unare, ' Be died, at length, of sorrow and despair." Then said the Prince, when Saib paused for rest, ** t'ntrue or true, I like this tale the best." -Alas!" said Saib,44 why do you thus exolaim T Better or not--both stories are the same!" wmjhai . - - r W nut--UUUI DtWiico SUV CWMVJ t Benton, in AppMons1 Journal .for Jwy. t*H£ LADY OT lAKOSk. ! '"" • tot many years ago the gay "world of Jforis was excited by a strange and ro- mantio affair. Emilie Lamont, a young lady -with a splendid fortune, and highly . accomplished in mind and manners, an­ nounced to the world that she would be* stow her hand and fortune upon any gentleman who pleased her, but that he must be willing, in consideration of her •wealth and other attractions, to put up - with a face of unparalleled ugliness. A certain time each day was appointed to Jreceive the suitors at Larose, Mademoi- •elle's beautiful residence in the vicinity if Paris. I , Among the Ant who responded to the e riugular announcement was Sir Charles Dashington, a young Englishman of noble family, who had squandered a princely fortune in the gaming-houses ol the dissipated capital of France. He eagerly seized upon the opportunity to mend his broken fortunes, and to estab­ lish himself again in the world of pleas­ ure. Dashington was possessed ot that ,j .beauty of fonn and face which attracts (the gaze of artiste and wins the love of * women. His self-conceit led him to sup­ s-pose that no woman could resist him; and he thought it only necessary to pre­ sent himself before the Lady of Larose an order to win her hand, and, what he valued more, her fortune. With this object in view he. attired himself in a magnificent suit of clothes, hired a car­ riage, and proceeded in dashing style iit 'Itearch of wealth and a wife. 'f* It was a delicious day in June, and the gardens and grounds of Larose presented ft scene of ravishing beauty to the eyes of Sir Charles Dashington, who looked upon himself as soon to be 44 monarch of ; «£[ he surveyed." After a drive of a quarter of an hour through winding jpads, bordered with sweet and brilliant -flowers, and through shady and cool groves, the superb villa of Xjarose burst apon his enraptured sight. As he drove Tip he was met by a servant in handsome livery, who conducted him through an elegant marble gallery into the spacious r"ccption-room. The matchless splendor of this apart­ ment dazzled the eyes of Sir Charles Dashington. The floor was composed of -exquisite mosaics, wrought into quaint and curious patterns; the walls were beautifully frescoed after the manner of * JEtaphael; before the crimson-tinted win- -dows hung purple silk curtains, which trembled in the vibration of low, melan- "Oholy music, whose origin could not be lliscovered; tables of pearl and agate Were placed in different part# Of the Ir ~m, some of them Laded with richly- bound booL:, and others haviu^ on them •gorgeous vases of flowers, whose odor pervaded the whole apartment. In one corner ctcod-amassive cabinet c ontaining Curiosities, and surmounted with busts of celebrated authors, among whom the Englishman was pleased to see *Shak- speare crowned with immortelles. While he was admiring the splendid saloon, a door glided softly back, and Emilie was announced. Dashington rose and advanced to meet the person who entered. He was prepared to see a face ugly, indeed, but when his eyee fell upon the frightful features of the lady he shrank back with an exclamation of" hor­ ror. Her lips were withered and blood­ less; her eyes were sunk deep in their sockets; her large and misshapen nose was a revolting object; and her wVin was as dry and yellow as an Egyptian mummy. Without appearing to notice Dashing- ton's embarrassment, Emilie welcomed him to Larose in a few sweetly-spoken words; and, to his surprise, she spoke in t- English, with a slight but charming ac­ cent; for among many accomplishments of this singular ereature was a perfect knowledge of fee modern languages. Sir Charles was somewhat reassured by her kind welcome and winning voice; and lie succeeded in overcoming, or at least concealing, the disgust which the horrible ugliness of her face first occa­ sioned. After a long preliminary con­ versation he ventured to approach the subject *whilk* had brought him to Larose. " Mademoiselle," he said, with a bow', "if I did not know that the Garden of Eden was in Asia, I should think that I had found it to-day in your delicious re­ treat." . *- 44 Sir Charles Dashington is pleased to flatter my poor Larose. 44 Mademoiselle, it is no flattery; the beauty and splendor of yonr grounds far surpass all my expectations. Oh, how dream-like my life would be, passed in this lovely spot! With a congenial com­ panion to share its sweets, this place would be a paradise on earth." "What do you mean by a congenial oonptwmioa?" Emilie asked. • < love of nature: one who fljkla a greater delight in books than in balls: one. who prefers meditation and study to the frivolities of modern society." " You say nothing of beauty; is not that a requisite?" demanded Ehnike, who «*w the serpent hivirog^beikealh MB flow- ery language. " Give me the lasting beauties of the mind, and I care not; for the fading beauties of a pititty face,** cried Dash* IBgiOB, , Soon after this interview terminated, and Sir Charles rose to depart Emilie ibid him he should hear from her in a week. 441 shall expect your communication With impatience," said Dashington, bow­ ing himself from the room. As he crossed the long gallery to reach his carriage he muttered, in a sufficiently lond tone to be overheard by a servant who uou kept ulo«6 iieliuiu iiliil ! 44 What a monster! But for the gold that gilds her hideous faoe, I never oould have gone through the interview. But her maimers are easy and elegant, and her voices--how can such sweet aotmds proceed from such repulsive Mpa?" „ Those remarks were duly reported to jEmilie Lnmont, and they were not Hkely to advance Sir Charles Dashington's suit. Inquiries were instituted about his hauits and prospects, and nothing very favorable to that gentleman was elicited. The consequence was that one evening, ae Dashington was preparing to go to one of his accustomed haunts ol vice, the following note was placed in his hand: 4'Mademoiselle Emilie Lamont begs leave to say to Sir Charles Dashington that he need not take the trouble to re­ peat his visit to Larose." This unexpected termination of his suit destroyed all Dashington's hopes of retrieving his position, and to 44 avoid the wrath that was to come " from tail­ ors, shoemakers and other creditors, he fled from Paris to Baden, where he soon afterward lost his life in a gambling quarrel with a Russian nobleman. The novel announcement of Emilie Lamont continued to attract many per­ sons to Larose. All admired the beauti­ ful grounds and magnificent reception room, but, when Emilie appeared, her frightful faoe drove them away in dis­ gust At last Victor St Aubyn, a poor but accomplished youth, ventured to advance his claims. He was of an old, respect­ able family, which had become impover­ ished during the stormy days oi the French Revolution. At '20 Victor went to Paris to begin the battle of life. Like Alexander the Great, when he set out to conquer the world, he took nothing but hope; the Grecian hero depended for success on his sword--Victor relied on his pen. He was a graceful and elegant writer; but, poor and friendless, his suc­ cess was not equal to his genius; he was obliged to write for bread, not fame. Victor was not discouraged by his want of success. He was persuaded that the dark clouds which hovered over him would at last be dispelled, and that the world would acknowledge his merit. Young St Aubyn's dreary existenoe was sometimes brightened by delightful dreams. - In these exquisite moments his disap­ pointment was forgotten, and his oheer- less chamber was changed as by magic. He saw before him galleries of light, airy beauty, filled with lovely women, who crowned him with amaranthine wreaths as he approached. One morn­ ing, while Victor was dreaming a gor­ geous dream like this, the etherial fabric was suddenly demolished by a gentleman coming in and exclaiming, 44 Victor, would you like to change this poor room for a charming retreat near Paris, a beautiful villa in the midst of sunny groves and blooming gardens ?" 44 Certainly a most desirable ex­ change, my dear Eugene 1 But how is it to be done ?" . 44By marrying Emilie Lamont." 44 And, pray, who is Emilie Lamont ?" 44 Who is Emilie Lamont? Why, all Paris$s ringing with her name.** 44 The Bound has not ascended so high as my room. Tell me about her." Emilie Lamont, better known as, the Lady of Larose, has announced that she will accept the addresses of any gentle­ man who ©leases her. and bestow on him her hand and fortune, if he can be satis­ fied with an inconceivably ugly face. Many have visited her, but only one gentleman as yet has mustered rtp suf­ ficient courage to pop the question." 44 Really, Eugene, this is a most singu­ lar and interesting affair. I am tempted to visit the Lady of Larose, merely out of curiosity." 44 Do so, Victor; perhaps something may come of it Good-by. A few days after this conversation Vic­ tor put on the best suit of clothes that his wardrobe contained, and proceeded to visit the Lady of Larose. He did not go at Once to the house, but wandered about the grounds delighted with the beauty of the scene. A new surprise met him at every turn. In one place he came to a little rivulet running through the grassy turf, which was gemmed with a thousand flowers. Here he came across a grotto, whose cool recesses wooed him to enter. In another place he saw a fountain of water sparkling in the sunlight He reached the flowery eminence, which was adorned with a pavilion so delicately constructed that it might have been the work of fairy hands. Around and about the spot gorgeous pheasants and stately peacocks walked with pompous steps. At last his eyes rested upon the crowning glory of the scene--the superb villa of Larose. Victor advanced with hesitating steps to the magnificent porch, where he was met by a servant, who politely invited him to walk into the house. Entering the saloon the poor young man was amazed at the splendid display. He be­ gan to repent of his presumption in dar­ ing to offer himself as a suitor to be the possessor of so much wealth ; he dreaded to meet the Lady of Larose, and a thousand times wished himaAlf back in his poor chamber. While occupied with the thought, the door opened, and Emilie Lamont en­ tered. Victor arose and bowed as she came forward, without raising his eyes to her face. With a voice sweet as angels when welcoming souls to Elysian bliss she addressed him, and on the sub­ ject which is always interesting to every man--himself. 44 May I ask whether you are Monsieur St Aubyn, the poet?" "I do not know, Mademoiselle, whether I deserve the name of poet, but I plead guilty to publishing a volume of verse a year ago, which brought me but little fame and less money." 44 Your beautiful book should hare se­ cured you both." 44 Am I to understand that Made­ moiselle Lamont has read my little book ?" 441 have read and admired it over and over again, and if all the wo?M were 1ilr« me your book would have m»de you £e- moxis." 44 If all the world were like routhis world would be * paradise," cried Victor, overjoved to hear his neglected book praised. "Look at me, Monsieur St Aubyn ; is paradise composed of such V* Victor raised his eyes to her fsce. Those lips were indeed hideous, but from them came words of praise and en­ couragement to cheer him onward in his efforts to reach Fame's proud temple. Those cheeks were pale and yellow, out perhaps they had glowed with enthusiasm over his poetry. 44 If you will excuse me, Mademoiselle, I will say that the houris aire not quite so plain " 44 Don't minoe matters, Monsieur St Aubyn--my glass tells the truth, and I want you to do the same." 44 But, Mademoiselle, it is not custom­ ary for gentlemen to speak so plainly to ladies about their personal appearance." 44 Monsieur Victor St Aubyn, I want you to understand, once for all, that Emilie Lamont is not like other women. Therefore, do not hesitate to say what you think of me." 44 Well, then, if you insist on it, I oan only say you are bitter ugly." 4 4 Bitter ugly ! I like that; that is re­ freshing--bitter ugly--very good I" cried Emilie, with a laugh as sweet and mu­ sical as a silver bell. 441 am glad my plain language has not offended you. It is certainly venturing upon dangerous ground to tell a lady that she is ugly." 44 You must remember that I am not like other women." Emilie rang the bell and ordered the servant to have everything arranged in the blue room. 44 You have a harp, Mademoiselle; do you play and sing ? asked Victor, draw­ ing her attention to a superb instrument in one corner of the room. 4 4 Sometimes to while away a weary hour." 44 Will you favor me with some music ?" he asked, handing her the harp. 44 With pleasure," lightly touching the strings, and eliciting strains that might have come from the inspired fingers of St. Cecelia. Victor was deeply affected, and, when tli9 last sad notes had died away, he said: 4 4 Mademoiselle, I thank you on my knees for your sweet kindness in singing that and calling it your favorite." As he spoke a door in the lower end of the room glided back, displaying an inner apartment arranged for a repast 44 Monsieur, will you partake of some fruit which is served in the next room?" 44Thank you," said Victor, rising and offering Emilie his arm *to escort her to the the next apartment. 44 Monsieur," said Mademoiselle La­ mont, as they sat down to a tempting ar­ ray of delicacies, 44 Monsieur, I wish you to see what I can produce. All the fruit of the table came from my garden." 44 They are like everything else here-- delightful," said Victor, tasting a lus­ cious peach. 44 Indeed, I can hardly be­ lieve that all I have seen to-day is real and substantial Walking through your splendid grounds I could have imagined myself in the garden of Hesperides. Seated in yon gorgeous saloon, I could hardly help fancying that I saw an en­ chanting vision which would soon dis­ solve, leaving me nothing bat the dull realities of life." 44 You poets are like that ethereal bird, the huma, which never touches the ground; you are always flying in the air, and dislike touching this poor earth of ours." 44 Hud I the wings of an angel I cotdd not fly to a more delightful abode than I have found to-day, nor receive a more gratifying welcome than that which you have so kindly given me." Victor returned to his books and studies from his visit to Larose with a feeling of ButiSiSutiGn to which 116 iitui long been a stranger. His prospects looked brighter. He had secured a powerful friend in the Lady erf Laroae. Her kindness to him had touched his tender heart, and it seemed as natural for her to be agreeable as it is for the flowers to bloom Mid the birds to sing. Emilie had invited Victor to visit La­ rose by moonlight He did so one beau­ tiful evening. They strolled about the lovely grounds. He told her of, his struggles, of his golden aspirations, and of his disappointments. She consoled him with sweet and gentle words, and she pointed to the future and assured him that his hopes would be realized. Vic­ tor felt the influence of that delicious voice, and in that soft hour he knelt at her feet and told her that he loved her. To shorten the story, the day appoint­ ed for the wedding arrived. Everything was ready. Victor, handsome and ex­ pectant, advanced to meet the bride, when a lovely girl of 19, with a face ana form that might have served as a model for Apedes when he painted his exquis­ ite picture of Venus, came forward and took the hand of the future husband. This beautiful being was none other than the Lady of Larose, who had so long excited the curiosity of Paris, her ravishing beauty being concealed by a frightful and ingeniously-constructed mask. Her object in veiling those charming features from the gaze of the world was to secure a partner who would not marry her for the accidental advantage of wealth and beauty alone, but for her own in­ trinsic worth. She obtained such a part­ ner in Victor St. Aubyn. WILD COLLEtilANS. snded- THKBB are 14,411 persons in England members of the Society of Friends. Last year they numbered 14,253, so that they have slightly increased of late. Of 95 members who were married last year, 49 were united to persons not belonging to their society, and these mixed mar­ riages are not favorable to the perpetua­ tion of Quakerdom. There is one fact worthy of note respecting Quakers, namely, that they are a long-lived race. The rate of mortality among them is re­ markably low--only 18 per 1,000 lor the past year. , iahed for Bnlldoitng the Fseully. fPrlnoeton (N. J.) Cor. New York World.] There has been a custom at Prinoeton College for some years past, among the outgoing Freshman class, of anticipating the assumed rights of the Sophomore year, and of making it as uncomfortable as possible for the incoming class While they were undergoing their examinations for entrance. These annoyances never consisted of nujuiui^ more ^fc™ amusements, such as 44 right-lefting" the pseudo Freshman across the campus, for which process all that is needed are about a dozen loud-tongued 44 Sophs " and a timid Freshman. The 44 Sophs," when a new man is espied, will begin to chant their psean, 4 4 Right, left, right, left," and so on, keeping time with his steps. If he gets what in college par­ lance is termed 44 a case of the gyms," their fiendish object is accomplished ; if not, they give it up and await another victim. In the catalogue it is announced that all candidates for admission are re­ quired to register their names with the President on the evening before the ex­ amination. This gives a good opportu­ nity for the 44 Sophs" to insinuate that the new-comers are 44Fresh;" to this end they assemble in full numbers in the neighborhood of Dr. McCosli's res­ idence, and form a regular gantlet, through which the candidate for col­ lege honors has to pass, and, by the time he gets into the President's mansion, if he is not convinced of his verdancy it certainly is not owing to the fact that he has never been assured of it In this custom the class of '80 were so demonstrative that they brought out the venerable Dr. McCosh from his study, who warned them to immediately disperse and let the incoming men alone, but neither this nor the presence of the grim-visaged proctor had the desired effect, and the thing continued. On the next day the same thing was carried on as the 81 men were going into Examination Hall. In this ,4 bulldozing," the facultv and the 44 '80" men were not of one mind, and consequently some thirty-two of the latter were ordered to leave town before Monday noon. On Friday night the 44 '80" men, haying fin­ ished their examinations, serenaded their several tutors in a style more boisterous than musical, interspersing among other things large fire crackers, cheers, and oertain songs uncomplimentary to the faculty. This was the straw that broke the camel's back. On Saturday night the whole class of '80, numbering almost a hundred men, were summoned, sus­ pended from college, and required to leave town by noon Monday. If any ofJ them were seen here after that time a longer suspension would be the result. This is the first time a whole class has been suspended from this college, and as a consequence there is a great deal of excitement over the matter. A member of the faculty told the H orld corre­ spondent that this extreme measnre had to be adopted in order to check the growing evil, which was injuring the re­ putation of the college. It was having the effect of keeping men who were naturally timid away. Homeric Warriors. . % The Montenegrin army is described by a correspondent of the London Times as a mass of tatterdemalions. In the ranks a majority are more or less ragged, and the battalions in their ranks do not trouble themselves much with being in exact line or keeping any particular po­ sition, although no army drill could se­ cure more absolute obedience to any or­ der. Life at the headquarters of the Prinoe of Montenegro is an Homeric study. When in the morning the Prince appears, a line is formed instantly, and all uncover while he takes his walk up and down the terrace. As he walks along the line, now and then a man runs forward, catches the hand of his Prince, and kisses it, dropping back into his place and then another and another, the ruler accepting the homage with a man­ ner which has a great fascination for the simple-minded folk--with a smile, a word of interest, in some oases a ques­ tion as to their affairs; for he knows, it is said, every head of a family in his do­ minions personally and by name, aud occasionally breaks his promenade to enter into conversation more seriously, or even to provoke a general discussion, ~hen n circle rapidly forms around him to listen and take part There is noth­ ing servile in their muiner even to him, but the most unbounded rcTcronco and devotion. It is a favorite amusement of his to wake up the emulation of the men by talking to some one of them of some heroic deed he has done, and provoking comparisons, when a contest of preten­ sions to equal or greater merit begins, every man considering himself entitled to push his claims, which he does in no vainglorious way, but by recounting what he has done. As they are sur­ rounded by witnesses of the deeds, no man dares to exaggerate his exploits, and the crowd ooniirms. These are the warriors who are now renewing in West­ ern Turkey the battle which they have waged with the Turks for four centuries. Why Farragut was ** Lashad." The press has frequently spoken of an incident in Admiral Farragut's life which in the popular mind adds to his well- earned reputation for gallantry. In a well-known painting the Admiral appears lashed to the mast of his ship in the midst of the Mobile bay fight The question why the Admiral took that un­ usual position has often been asked, but as far as I know the true answer has not yet been given. I have now read atten­ tively a charming letter from Mrs. Bart- lett, to a Portsmouth (N. H.) journal. Mrs. Bartlett, who met the Admiral at a ball given in his honor, availed herself, during a pleasant conversation, of an in­ terval to inquire why he lashed himself to the mast His answer, as given by that lady, is incomplete. He was lashed to the mast, as she relates, to protect him from being precipitated to the deck by casualty. He had another reason for the lashing which she does not mention. He needed the free use of his hands, in one of which he held his speaking-trum­ pet But the Admiral's object or reason for going aloft instead of remaining on the quarter-deck is still a mystery. And yet that reason, as he gave it to me, very much in the spirit of his conver­ sation with Mrs. Bartlett, was a very simple and yet a very satisfactory one. In his former battles below New Orleans and up the Mississippi river he had bean seriously embarrassed, once by the con­ dition of the atmosphere and again in the vicinity of bluffs, when the smoke of his guns, instead of rising and leaving his view unobstructed, formed and hung about the decks. "The high bluffs in the bay of Mobile, with a heavy atmos­ phere as he was about to commence the engagement, induced an apprehension that his view might again be obstructed by the smoke of his own guns. He went aloft, therefore, to get above the smoke and te obtain a clear view of the enemy's batteries and of the position and move­ ments of his own ships.--Tfvurlow Weed, in the New York Tribune. J < Killed While Witnessing Holiday Sports. At the athletic games at Cornwall on the Queen's birthday, Mr. R. R. Mc­ Lennan, the champion hammer-thrower of the world, after repeated solicitations from those present to give an exhibition of his power and skill as a hammer- thrower, decided to accede to their re­ quests. Several parties were sent out to warn the crowd to keep back, and, every­ thing being announced in readiness, Mar. McLennan took up the hammer, a twelve- pounder, we are informed, and, after swinging around with it five or six times, sent it spinning through the air a dis­ tance of about 300 feet. As soon as the hammer left his hand all eyes were turned in the direction in which it was going, as it was evident it would fall in the crowd at the southwest corner of the field. The people at that end of the field were seen making effort to get out of the way, but alas! they were not all able to escape. A shriek of horror went up from the crowd when the hammer was seen alighting among them and striking a young girL AH rushed to the spot, fearing that it was a daughter, sister, or some friend that had been crushed beneath the hammer. It was soon made known that the victim was a daughter of Michael Kavanagh. The ball struck her on the back of the head, completely smashing in her skulL Those who were near by say the girl never moved a muscle after the hammer struck her. The blood poured out of her mouth, nose, eyes and ears. She was about 13 years of age. The tears poured down poor McLennan's cheeks when he was informed that the girl was killed. Of course no blame could possibly be at­ tached to him. He had not been in the habit of throwing the hammer for some years, and had very little idea of the dis­ tance or direction it would go. Had it gone in the direction he intended, it might not have reached the crowd.-- Toronto Globe. WHO SHALL JUDGK. --r Pnpo* BMr be fit tor priimi, /T _ Frinoea flt for something lern; Crumpled shirt and dirty Jacket ^ l(<y beclothe the golden'ore, • Or the deepest thought* and SMln Test C»IB do NO SJQOTC, • '••• »««!ams of crystal nectarl®-^' Brer flowing out of stone, purple beds and golden, H l C * C r U S J c d MTIII i iTniniti MM »MI wiXiTJ 1, »na golden, Itiaden, erupted and overthrown. ,.' wodj w_o eousts !>y souls, not dresawti! Loves ana prosnem mn .»« While ne raluea thrones the hteheet?4 But as pebblea in the sea. *;§-- • •-•ill M Man upraised above his fellow* •. Oft forgets his fellow theitf i i< • »; % Master#, rulers, lords, remember % v That your meanest hinds are Men of labor, men of feeling, Men of thought, and men of faujs, >' "iL Claiming rights to golden aunahino i In a man's ennobling name. . There ars foam-embroidered oeeatjfyt* t if? There are little wood-clad rills: ,;+1^, There are feeble, inch-high sapling^"1 ' There ara cedars on the hills. ^ |j . God, who couut* by »oula, not iitnltiM, Loves and prospers you and me 5 %;,,,, >r Tot to Him all vain dtetinctiona $. Are as pebbles in the sea, , f Toiling hands alone are builden Of a nation's wealth and fame; Titled tazinees is pensioned, Fed and fattened on th« same, v ' By the sweat of other's foreheads, Living only to rejoice, .. Whik the poor roan'H outraged freidoii' Vainly lifts its feeble roios. Truth and justice are eternal, Borne with loveliness andUght; Secret wrongs will never prosper , ,, , While there is a Run'ay right. -»'• God, whose world-wide voioe is singlOff" Boundless love to you and me, / - Heeds opprewtion with its titles But as pebbles ia the sea. a*. What a Damsel! She was voung and fair, and a tear glistened in ner eye as she laid her curly head upon his shoulder and exclaimed, "Oh, George, I think if I found yoo did not love me I should die." "My darling," he answered, passing his hand gently round her dimpled chin, " I will always love you. Do you think I would marry you if I did not feel sure of it. In a few days, at the altar I shall vow to love vou all my life, and I will keep my vow. A lovely kind of beatific happi­ ness played for a moment like sunshine on her lips, and then die whispered, "Oh, George, I like to hear you talk like that; you have been so good to me. You have given me a diamond locket, and a gold watch and chain, and rings that an angel might wear outside her gloves and not be ashamed, and jf I thought that one day you'd be sorry you'd given me all these nice things and want them back again, I should break my heart." He held her gently against his manly breast, and answered with a quivering voice : " Oh, my own darling, there is nothing on earth that could happen that would make me repent giving you a few tokens of my love or make me want them back again." She sprung from his arms like a joyous deer, she shook back her sunny curls, and, with a whole poem in her hazel eyes, exclaimed; " Oh, George, you have taken a load from my heart. I've come to say I can't marry you after all, because I've seen some­ body I like better, and I thought you'd want your presents back again." London. London is the greatest city the world ever saw. Babylon, Thebes, Rome were never so populous, while the largest city in India at the present time coutuiu»lesB than a million inhabitants. Within the borders of the metropolitan and police districts, a circle of fifteen miles, it is competed there are at the present time upward of four million persons. London is three times more populous than New York, four times more populous than St. Petersburg, twice as populous as Con­ stantinople, with two-thirds more peo­ ple in it than Paris, and one-fourth more than even the hiving multitudes of Pekin. All Scotland but equals it in the number of its people, and half as many Yorksliiremen again as are numbered in their own county could find accommoda­ tion within its circle. Every eight min­ utes of every day of every year a soul goes out of London, and in every five minutes of every day of every year a new immortal enters npon this scene of its probation. It is at once the court, the seat of Government, the center of fash­ ion, the home of all the chanties, and the general rendezvous of all the crimi­ nal and desperate characters of the Unit­ ed Kingdom. John at the Auction. The other morning, at an auction sale on C street, a lot of worn-out household furniture was under the hammer, when a Chinaman, who had been carefully watching operations for some time, put in a bid of "two bittee" for an old di­ lapidated wash stand. " Two bits--do I hear the three?" shouted the auc­ tioneer. There was a long pause, broken at last by the Chinaman bidding again, "Tree bitte." The crowd laughed at the Celestial for raising his own bid, and the auctioneer, taking in the situation, sang out: "Three bittee--do. I hear four ?" and looked over at Jolin. There was another long pause, but at last "Fo' bittee " came frem the Chinaman, and a roar of laughter went up, in which even a number of old women joined so heartily as to almost shake their false teeth out. Still the auctioneer held on to the wash- stand and the Chinaman, determined to secure it, bid five, six, seven and eight « bittee " successively, and it was finally passed over to him for $1. He received it with a smile of awful dimensions, re­ marking : " Me kewhee washstand, yon bettee -- heap cheapee." -- Virginia (jVev.) Chror*cle. PITH A5D POINT, WHBW is a bed not a bed ? When it is a little buggy. CAN any one define the exact width of a narrow esaape ? NATURE is like a baby. There is always a squall when its face is washed. WANTED--The receipt which is given when a gentleman pays his respects. How SHOULD a husband speak to a scolding wife? My dear, I love yon still. A LATH book is entitled " Half-Hours with Insects." What a lively half-hour one can have with a flea. WB can't understand why it was st> awful dark in Egypt when there Wen so many Israel-lights there. "WHEN I die," said a married man, " I want to go where there is no snow to shoveL" His wife said she presumed he would. A KENTUCKY editor remarks that ninety-nine out of a hundred people make a great mistake when they out off a dog's tail, in throwing away the wrong end. "PA," said a little fellow the other day, "was Job an editor? " "Why, Sammy? "Because the Bible says he had much trouble, and was a man of sor­ row all the days of his life." LORD NELSON, when a boy, used to make little boats and sail them in his mother's buttermilk pans; but it was only after she caught him at it that ha run off and resolved to be a pirate. " IF you wish to have a shoe of dura­ ble material," exclaims the facetious Matthew Langsberg, "you should make the upper leather of the mouth of a hard drinker, for that never lets in water." A WBSTBBN paper, in describing an accident recently, says, with much ean- dor: " Dr. Jones was called, and under his prompt and skillful treatment the young man died on Wednesday night." A WITTY Frenchman savs that "a French Major is a man wno has three decorations. The third was given him because he had two, the second because he had one, and the first because he had none." SYDNEY SMITH'S DEFINITION ot MAB- RIAGB.--" It resembles a pair of shears, so joined that they can not be separated, often moving in opposite directions, yet always punishing anyone who comes between them." " I MAKE it iny point, madam, to study my own mind," said a gentleman to a lady who had exhibited some surprise at an opinion he expressed. "Indeed!" she replied, " I didn't suppose you nn» derstood the use of the microscope." THE house of Mr. Dundas, late Lord President of the Court of Sessions m Scotland, having, after his death, become converted into a smith's shop, a gentle­ man wrote upon its door the following impromptu: This house a lawyer once enjoyed, A *m<M does now possess; How naturally the iron age Succeeds the age of bras* ! THE other day a boy started to carry home a yellow-jacket's nest to tie to the dog's tail to have some fun. He didn't^ get the nest all the way home, as it be­ came so heavy he couldn't carry it, but? he succeeded in coaxing most of the yel­ low-jackets to accompany him the whole distance, and they supplied him with so much amusement that he hasn't once thought of fun or the dog since, and doesn't think he ever will. NO KISS. " Kiss me, Will," sang Marguerite To a pretty iittle tune, Holding up her dainty mouth, Sweet as roses born in June. Will was ten years old that day, . And he pulled her golden curls, Teasingly, and answer made: " I'm too old--I don't kiss girls,"- • Ten years pass, aud Marguerite Smiles, as Will kneels at her feet, Gazing fondly in her eyes. Playing, " Won't you kiss rue, sweet ? " She is seventeen to-day ; With her birthday ring she tOJTS For a moment, then replies: "I'm too old--I don't kins boya 1" Cause of Headaches, The cause of headaches has latterly re­ ceived much investigation. Dr. George T. Stevens, of Albany, has been at pains to demonstrate the relation between dis­ ordered eyesight and many nervous dis­ eases, including headache. By means of diagrams in the New York Medical Journal he shows how dificulties in the ordinary use of the eyes, arising from far-sightedness, short-sightedness, and other defects of the kind, 'must cause continual irritation to the nerves. Es­ pecially is this the case with far-sighted­ ness, and numerous instances are cited where patients suffering frequently and severely from headaches have been en­ tirely cured by wearing spectacles suited to tneir eyes. Other affections of the eyes result similarly, but the instanoes met with in practice are fewer. There seems, to be abundant evidence that several more serious forms of nervous disease may be an outgrowth of such ir­ ritation.