jfcjjeiiry Jlainileabf. J. YAK SjLYKE, K.Utor * P*kli»k«r. " j T ILLINOIS MCHENRY. TKISQ MYIRG JOOMFQRTWBWPH- \ l / 7 rn JACK. * 'Cwmso!' Of course I am cryin#, and I gam* you'd be crying. too. ^ ' t" If people were telling such stories M they tell about me, about you, . Oh yes, you can laugh, if yon wa^tto.'And smoke • as y«Hi didn't care how,, " -4»d jM>t yon* brftins softened like Uncle's*--Dr. ,j0rie*s»xi you're gettin' it now. ' * rJi- lrt«rr Hia$ Useyt V&&. cries twice as much as I do. And she's older and cries just from meanness-- for a ribbon or anything new. Ma nays it's her ' sensitive nature.' Oh my! No, 1 sha'n't stop my talk! • And I don't want no apples nor candy, and I I know why you're mftd! Yes, I do, now! think that Miss Ilsey likes you. And I've heard her repeatedly call you the bold- J J focestboy that she knew; And she'd * like to know where yoii learnt man- ;j ners.' Oh yes! Kick the table--that's right! fKo irtV nn TT nnrl rl ""y. V" ,4l*J M4VPO. «»»V. Viiwii 0V 4VIUIU tening Ma that JL look like a fright! > •" What stories ? Pretend you don't know that they're saying 1 broke off the match ^ Twuct old Money-grabber and Mary, lay saying she called him ' Crosapatch!' "When the only allusion 1 made him about sister Mary wasabe •Cared more for his cash than his temper. aAd yoh know. Jack, you said that to me! Audit's true! But it's me, and I'm scolded, and 1'a says if I keep on 1 might By and by get my name in the papers! Who cares! . Why 'twas only last night I wasreariint/ how Pa and the Sheriff were sell- \ _ ing some lots.and it's plain • If it's awful to be in the papers why Papa would go and complain. . _ %4t Yon think it ain't true about Ilsey? Well, 1 . guess I know giris--and I say There s nothing I see about llsey. to show she likes you anyway! I know what it means when a girl who has called her cat after a boy <toes and changes its name to another's. And she's done it--and I wish you joy!" --Brtt JIarte, in Scribner for Septeniber. Yon • . , ; T H E W E D D I A G F E E . ' How VERY dark and stormy it was '•on that March evening. The doors and 'windows kept up a perpetual rattle; . violent gusts of winds and dashes of rain now and then beat against the house, «.s if bound to seek shelter therein. Litoe Robby was sound asleep in his crib, and the minister and his wife were spending the evening together in the cozy sitting-room. The hour for retiring had come, and •while Mr. Watson was making the fire safe for the night, and Mrs. W. was , bustling about, picking up and adjust ing the numberless concerns which no- tjody but a careful housewife can ever see or think of, there came a most vio lent |ing of the bell. f*' Mercy !" exclaimed Mrs. Watson, "Soidebody must be dying or dead. ? What a drsadful night for you to go •out in!" Mr. Watson opened the door and peered hxtothe darkness. Not a hu man beirig could he see of hear. A few seconds passed, when a loud, gruff voice was heard asking: ^aa. y°u splice us to-night?" iPt^r .aW instant the minister was con fused, not being accustomed to the use •of that nautical term in relation to the •duties of -his profession. A/second thought, however, made clear to him the possibility that splicing might be vwittiifc the limits of his particular prov- |Jtfcs;W& so, raising ms voice above * ttee storm, h© replied: "If you mean to ask me, sir, to mar ry you, I shall be most happy to per form the, ^eremony. Is the lady with you?" » t " . "<•'» • " Ha! ha! that's a good one! Sary Ann you mean? Don't suppose Fa «om 6 to get the knot tied without her, ' do ye? No, sir; she's right here in the -cart." Mr. Watson need not have stepped back to.inform his wife of the great event which was to take place, for she had heard all the conversation and was * usin£ her utmost endeavors to expel the laugh from her countenance before the happy pair appeared. It must be confessed that the sight of the couple was not conducive to gravi- ity. They had passed, a good while before, the bloom of youth, and had made no special efforts to conceal the faat.f -Both had evidently come direct ly from theiir work, which, indeed, the gentleman proceeded to intimate. -" Fact is,- parson, 'tis rather a bad night outside; and so I says to Sary, 4 What's the use; let's not fix up a bit, but go je^t as we are. The knot' 11 hold jest as well as if we had on our best bib and tucker.' And beside, parson, we want to take the old folks by surprise, and they'd toe sure to 'spect something if we'd gone to work and put on all the rigsw's. ' Mrs. Watson w&s glad for this litt e •opportunity to smile, and promptly im proved it. What would she not have given for the privilege of a good, hearty laugh. The brief ceremony concluded, Mr. and Mrs! Watson extended their con- xj^a#,"^roke ki the nawly-tfiarried man, 41 is the ticket; guess you'll find it O. K. Now, Sary» let's be goin'. Plaguey tough ride before as. Good- by. parson. Good-by, ma'am. Much •obliged for the job. Hope to do as #mu?h lor you, some time." Th£ "cart" rattled away, and Mrs. W atson, into whose hands her husband had deli vered * the certificate, made haste to open it, thinking that, after " all^ it wten't best to judge jjeople by the outside, and that the strange man might have done something handsome by way of a fee. |There it was! A bill! Yes, and upon itk the magnificent fig- The spring passed away, and the summer m all its beautiful bloom and abundant fruitfulness came on. The wedding on the stormy night had al most passed from the minds of the minister and his wife; albeit, now and then she would break out with a laugh, and ask her husband if he didn't think it was nearly ItJixe to splice another couple. One day, as the happy little family were eating their dinner, and just as the parents were feeling uncommonly Sroud of some smart thing little Robby ad sstid, there came just such another ringing of the bell as ti»t heard on the stormy night. "Wei!, there," said Mrs. Watson, " one would thinkfor all the world that that splice-man had come again." Before the minister coula reach the door it was opened, and, astonishing to relate, there stood the identical hero of the wedding occasion. } . "'Arternoon, parson, and ma'am, hain't forgot me, have ye? 'Member that job you did for me last spring? Never did anything better in that line, het, vnnr lite. Didn't know then how 'twould turn out Gettin' married is kinder risky, anyhow. But you won't find ^happier pair this side o' Canaan, that's sure. And so I thought 'twas 'bout time I brought along the rest of the fee. Where'll you have these things, parson?" The minister went to the door, and there was the "cart" literally loaded with fruit and vegetables of every de scription. Such a store was never be fore brought into that house! "Oh, don't trouble yourself 'bout AL i_i r ai.:„ 71 -LUaUAiUg lUi 11119) oaiu tuc 1UH.11* ^ " Nothing but a fair trade, you know. But if you must thank somebody, thank Sary Ann. This garden sass is from her. She kinder thought 'twould relish this hot weather. Master hot and dry, pastor, this season. Been 'specting tne crops wouldn't 'mount to nothin', but they is gettin' on fust rate. The Lord generally brings things round 'bout right, I notice. Don't go much on the churches, and plaguey little on some of the members, but "you don't catch me going back on the Lord. Was tell- in' Sary only last week we must go over and hear you preach some pleas ant Sunday. S'pose you give 'em the ra'al Bible religion, qon't ye? That's what all say they do, anyhow." The minister and his wife had but lit tle opportunity to utter a word, their friend was so talkative; but they would insist upon expressing their warmest thanks to him and "SaryAnn" for the truly generous donation. After the rich store had been depos ited in the house, the man took the minister by the hand, leaving in it a bill, saying: " That's my part of the fee} thank Sary Ann for the sass." And then jumping into his wagon he drove away. The minister unfolded the bill, and lo! its worth was twenty dollars! Mrs. Watson clapped her hands, and fairly shouted for joy. The needed dress ana pants were bought, and to this day there is no story which the minister and his wife love so well to tell as' that; of "The Wedding Fee.1? A Wife's Skull as a Souvenir. r * A VERY unpleasant discovery was made at Nimes a short time ago by the wife of a mason who, while looking for some linen in one of her husband's boxes, dame. upon a woman's skull. She at once requested her husband to inform her how he came into the pos session of such a sinister object, and when he told her that it was a souvenir of his first wife, she begged him to get rid of it, which, after some hesitation, he consented to do. The story got bruited abroad in the village, and, on its coming* to the ears of the police, the mason was prosecuted for " violating a burial-place." The case was tried be fore the local tribunal, and from the evidence given it appeared that the ac cused, hearing that the remains of his first wife, who died in 1871, were to be disinterred, induced the Mayor of his village to allow the grave-digger to give him a part of the body that he might preserve it as a souvenir. The grave-digger brought him the skull rolled up in a piece of cloth, and this the mason piously preserved in a box. The tribunal, holding that the accused had not been guilty of any sacrilegious act, acquitted him, and this decision has been confirmed by the Court of Ap peals at Nimes.--Pall Mall Gazette. fACTS AND FIGURES ur#s of one. dollar! * * mri, I declare," "shouted Mrs. "Watson, " isn't this too mean for any thing? Shame on that man; lie don't de serve to be married." " Now, my dear," said the minister, -"jkOiTshould not be too hard; fori ani sure you had at least a dollar's wortfcpf efljoyrfient otit of the pcca- * "Yes, sir, and I noticed somebody wl#> seemed trying to keep from laugh ter." Next day little Robby's shoes were bought with the wedding fee, the min isters pants "were brushed and cleaned for the hundredth time, and the good 4»4y, by dint of extraordinary manage- . aawmt, made the old dress answer, an ex- oelient purpose. A Sturgeon's Extraordinary Leap. ALTHOUGH it happened over half a century ago, the following story, vouched for by Mr. Chester Burbank, of Watervliet, an old resident of the town, will be found interesting. In 1826, the sloop Robert Burns, of Cas- tleton, was lying at anchor off the Palisades. The sloop was of 200 tons burden, and Mr. Burbank was its cook. There was also two young ladies aboard, who occupied the cabin. About twelve o'clock at night the crew were roused by the shrieks of the ladies and a terri ble commotion in the cabin. The door was broken in, when it was found that a huge sturgeon was the cause of the trouble. Appearances indicated that the fish had leaped from the river upon the locker and slid through the open window of the cabin, landing in the berth. The ladies, unable to realize what the object was, were paralyzed with terror at first, but soon regaining their senses, gave utterance to shrieks for help, and springing from the berth crouched in, the farthest corner of the cabin, while the fish, finding himself in strange quarters, flopped about in the berth. It is needless to add that the sturgeon was speedily dispatched by the sailors and divided equally among those on board.--Albany Journal. --A correspondent of the Rochester Express writes: "Imet in Florida John Tyler, Jr., son of President Tyler. He must be nearly sixty years of age, and resembles to an extraordinary degree his father. Even in the extreme pov erty of his late years he preserves a dignified carriage, a fondness for plush vests, standing collars and white neck ties. In his conversation, which is learned and at times highly Enjoyable, he never allows you to forget^ two things, to wit: That he is a Virginian and that his father was President of the United States," THE Electrician, a British journal devoted to telegraphic interests, states that at the present time there exists in working order over 62,000 miles of sub marine cable, in the hands of eighteen companies. ABOUT 100,000 men are employed on the canals of England and Wales, and on the boats also live 70,000 women, who, with their husbands and children, make up a literally " flo^ng" population of nearly half a million. PEOPLE who are so unwise as to risk everything on the result of throwing dice should bear in mind the fact that the chances are thirty-five to one against throwing any paiticular doub let, and six to one against throwing any doublet. There are thirty-eight chances upon two dice. It is seventeen to one against throwing any two desired num bers.--•Chicago Journal. IT is computed that in the year 1875 there were 10,000,000 cows kept for dairy purposes in this country, which at JS45 jper head were worth $450,000,- GGG. JL he land needed tor their sup port represents $900,000,000 more, and the capital invested in teams, dairy im plements, etc., $100,000,000, making a grand total of §1,450,000,000 invested in this single industry. THERE are 4*000,000 dead letters re ceived annually at the Dead-Letter Of fice. Thres hundred thousand without stamps; 50,000 partially addressed; 6,- 000 no address; $1,500,000 of money orders and drafts of money value; 45,- 000 packages containing property; $>4O.0()O in money--nine-tenths of which is returned, the balance remaining in the Treasury--subject to application for four years; 15,000 photographs; 250,000 European letters are returned unopened; one-tenth of all letters re ceived contain property; 10,000 appli cations for letters reported lost, the great proportion found and delivered. --N. ¥. Graphic. STATISTICS show that for the present year the value of the gold and silver produced in California is $21,000,000, while the agricultural produce of the same State exceeds $91,500,000. As compared with mining, agriculture stands nearly five to one in values pro duced. The wheat crop of California for a single year is valued at $36,520,- 560; barley at $10,000,000; other cere als, $4,500,000; products of the vine yards, $7,500,000; wool, $7,500,000; fruit, $3,500,000; live stock, sold and slaughtered, $17,500,000; dairy pro duce, $4,500,000. Such are the achieve ments of the agriculturists of a State originally peopled by a class of adven turous and enterprising men seeking for gold!--Prairie Farmer. THE Pacific Rural Press doesn't be lieve that that "big plow" made in Iowa for the Chicago, Milwaukee & St. Paul Railroad Company is the largest in the world, as has been currently stated. "The fact is," says the Press, " that California agriculture can so far overlie this mooted monster in the plow line, that if the Iowa plow should fall into the California furrow they would have to get a lantern to find it with." And it goes on to say than a few years ago a plow was built in that State, the beam of which was 18 feet long, and 18 inches deep and 10 inches thick. The land side was 17 feet long; the mold-board 12 feet long and 3 feet high. The plow weighs a ton, and it cuts a furrow four feet wide and three feet deep, and is drawn by eighty oxen yoked to a wire cable one inch "thick. The plow certainly beats the Iowa im plement by big odds. Tramp Lodgings in England. A WRITER in a^ English paper says: A common lodging-house in the country is a very different thing from a common, lodging-house in a large town. The former is haunted exclu sively by tramps--tramps in search of work, tramps who spend their lives in beggary, and those who have more or less pretense forspending their lives on the road in an honest or semi-hon- est way, as petty hawkers, itinerant musicians and acrobats. These people seldom stop more than a couple of nights in any one tramp-house. When a working tramp finds employment he hastens to secure better quarters; while it is not to the interest of the hawker, beggar or amusing vagabond to make a lengthened stay anywhere. Every country town has an inn--generally the oldest in the place--with a tramp side. Quaint and straggling tenements are these, manifesting everywhere a super abundance of material, a waste of space, and an, awkwardness of plan tfiat would appal a modern builder,. Here the tramp has a taproom set apart for himself. It is usually a low, dingy, spacious apartment, crossed by enor mous beams, and looking like the 'twixt decks of a ship. There are three or four heavy tables, half a dozen long forms and a number of rude cook ing utensils; for the place is used as a kitchen and dining-room, as well as a taproom. The tramp, it may be re marked, always does his own cooking, so there is a huge fire-place extending right across one end of the apartment, and often fitted up in the old style with fire-dogs and pot>hooks. The kitchen and the tramp dormitory above it are always the oldest portions of these old houses. Many of these still remain just as they were three hundred years ago. The writer has examined various specimens of them in Kent and Devon shire, along the Welsh border, and away in Cumberland and Westmore land, which certainly date from early in the fifteenth century. In one hoary old edifice there were niches in the massive walls of the tramp apartments containing images of oak and stone-- some wilfully. shattered, and others worn out of shape by the course of time and roqgUusage; but all meant to represent saints. They carry one's fancy to the tinies when "tramping" had often a hign religious character. I have attempted to give some notion of the kitchen accommodation; as to that of the dormitories, reference may be made to Shakespeare's carriers (""Hen ry IV., Part First.") There are other country tramp houses which are not licensed to sell drink, and whose proprietors, therefore, have to resort to devices of various sorts to oounteract the attractions which the rival houses possess in their tap rooms In such a house, not far from St. Al bans, the lodger pays threepence for his bed, and has his shirt washed into the bargain. There are other houses where the inducements are still more tempting, though not quite so whole some. Such houses, accommodating fewer lodgers than the others, and hav ing a sort of private character, are pre ferred by vagabonds who, haye reason for avoiding the publicity of a common tap room. They are all dangerous dens. I have noticed, time after time, that, on the pulling down of old prem ises here ana there ^bout the country, and the digging up of the foundations preparatory to rebuilding, human skel etons have been iiiritwl in T?_r?ous stages of decay. Wherever it has been possible I have made inquiries concern ing the history of such premises, to find in many cas^s that they have been low lodging-houses within a period quite sufficient to account for the re mains found among the ruins. A nota ble instance occurred at Liverpool sev enteen or eighteen years ago. Such a house, which had been shut up nearly as many vears in conspnnenne of a nro- tracted chancery suit, was pulled down, to be rebuilt in better style; and in the roomsfohere were found the remains of no fewer than seven bodies--two being those of women, one that of a boy, and the rest of full-grown men. Two of the skulls bore marks of terri ble violence. Youths* Department. BABY'S TALK. WHAT do yon fint of such little star-paddies, Wiv five little points on 'em all 'e way j*>un'! Some day they'll dit to be bid lite my daddy's, An dit all 'e white off, an' dit awfie brown. Does yon see those two funis stut on each torner! A hey taste awfie nice--dust sut 'em an' see! My name is old Sweet heart an' little J at Horner An little Tom Tutter, an' pretty babee. Ma wants me a dirl, an' puts on 'ese dresses. An divs me a dolly, an talis me her joy; Padoesn t half lite it, an' says he tonfesses He's velly dlad of it I turned out a boy. Tre dot a boy's hat on, my dear papa made me, j- l -*la,ve hoots on to-morrow, perhaps; 111 dit a bid rnft", wiv my papa to aid me, JU>o uiu vj uavc piA'jiuut> iui axi on luimt lap. rs aittin' so hung'y I tant sut my finner; My mamma is tummia' to feed me, 1 dees; Tom t&te me up, mamma, an' div me some din ner, Fll al'ys be baby--I deas' 'at's 'e bes'. --Golden Hourt. "A CJLEAN BREAST." Prayers of Savages. THE Sioux Indians, abusing their Great Spirit for sending them storms, or ths uauiscnuols cursing Kuikit for having created the mountains so high and the streams so rapid, expose a state of thought relating to the gods which is most difficult to reconcile with the savages' habitual' dread of them), but which is' too well authenti cated to admit of doubt. Franklin saw a Cree hunter tie an offering (a cotton handkerchief, looking-glass, tin pan, some ribbon and tobacco), to the value of twenty skins round an image of the god Kepoochikan, at the same time praying to him in a rapid monotonous tone to be propitious, explaining to him the value of his presents, and strongly cautioning him against ingrat itude. If all the prayers and presents made to their god by the Tahitians to save their Chiefs from dying proved in vain, his iyiage was inexorably ban ished from the temple and destroyed. The Ostiaks of Siberia, if things went badly with them, would pull down from their place of honor in the hut and in every way maltreat the idols thev generally honored so much; the idols, whose mouths were always so diligently sir eared with fish fat, and JOE was splitting wood in the shed, and working with a will, so much so that ho didn't see his Aunt Sarah's little King Charles spaniel when he came running in at the back-door, and directly under where his ax was com ing down, until too late to prevent the catastrophe which took place. Down came the ax with a thua, in spite of his effort to Stop it or turn its course, killing the poor little dog instantly. Joe dropped the ax andj stared at the dog with frightened eyes. What would Aunt Sarah say? She knew he disliked Beppo very much, and would she be lieve that his death had occurred acci dentally? He was afraid she would suspect foul play, and it made him turn pale to think of trying to explain it to her. If he could only hide his agency in the matter, and let her suspect whom she pleased, he might be fortunate enough to escape suspicion. He heard Ralph Noyes whistling as he worked in the garden across the. way, and a plan Hashed into Joe's head at once. Beppo had dose considerable mischief among Ralph's flower-beds at • " different times, ana when he broke "Ralph," he said, suddenly, "you don t know what a cowardly thing Tre done--you don't dream how I've bent repaying your friendship; but I'm <roing to make a clean breast of it, if vou hate me ever after. 1 killed Beppo, and threw him over in your pasture so that Aunt Sarah would think you killed him. She never believed you did it, though, but all the rest of our folks do. I'm going to tell them the first thing when I get home. I s'pose you'll hate me. I shan't wonder any, if yon do--I hate myself." Ralph didn't say anything, for the very good reason that he didn't know what to say. It was perfectly natural that, he should be indignant at Joe's treachery; but he felt that he ought not to condemn him now that he had made up his mind to confess it and do him tardy justice. So he wisely kept si lent. I think that not another word was spoken nntil they reached home. Then, as they parted at the gate, Joe said: "If you'll try not to think too hard of me, Ralph,1' and then broke down completely. " We won't think of it again, if we can help it," burst out Ralph, as gen erous as he was quick-tempered. "I presume I've done just as bad things, and not owned up to 'em either, and that's where you've got the'start of me." Joe began to feel a little better. He felt more courage tat face Aunt Sarah with the truth. As it happened, he met her on the steps. " Aunt Sarah," he began, quite pale, but brave because he feltv that he was doing right, and approved by his con science, " I killed Beppo; I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to. He ran right un der my ax, and I couldn't stop quick enough. Jte. jjflKflviHin} FOR SALE. • Two full Blood Durham Yearllag down his beautiful J apan lily Ralph had ; 1'^ Bull Calfs, fit for use. J. FLUSMY. of within whose reach a constant supply of snuff lay alwavs ready. The Cni- nese are said to do the same by their household gods, if for a long time they are deaf to their prayers, and so do the Cinghalese, so that the practice is more than an impulsive manifestation of merely local feeling. That such feel ings occasionally crop out in civilized Catholic countries is matter of more surprise; but it is an authentic historical fact that the good people of Castelbran- co, in Portugal, were once so angry with St. Anthony for letting the Spaniards plunder their town, contrary to his agreement, that they broke many of his statues in pieces, and taking the head off one the specially revered, substitut ed for it the head of St. Francis. Nea politan fishermen are said to this day to throw their saints overboard if they do not help them in a storm; and, if occasion calls for it, the images of the Virgin or of. St. Januarius, worn in Neapolitan caps, are in danger of jt>eing trodden under foot and destroyed. Ana once during a famine the latter saint received very clear intimation that un less corn came by a certain time he would forfeit his saintship. It is, per- haps, a refinement of thought when a lie present becomes an advisable accom- i- fir he |r Id threatened to kill him, or do something Mir desperate, if he caught the offender there again. Why couldn't he contrive to have suspicion thrown upon Ralph? Of course, if Aunt Sarah asked him about it, Ralph would deny knowing anything about Beppo's untimely end; but she might not believe him, and in that case Joe would stand unsuspected. Anyway, it seemed worth while to try this plan--and he concluded to do so. He wrapped the dead dog in an old blanket, and hid the body in a safe place; then he covered up the traces of blood, and went to splitting wood again. After dark he took Beppo and threw him over the fence into a pasture near Mr. Noyes' house, where he knew some one would be sure to discover the animal soon. When he went back home from doing this he seemed so contemptible and cowardly to himself that he half wished he had gone to Aunt Sarah at once and told ner the truth. Something kept whispering "coward" and "lie" to him. "There isn't anv lie about it," he kept telling himself--" I haven't said a word to anybody." " But a lie can be acted as well as told," said this accus ing voice; "and only cowards shirk the consequences of being honest and truthful." It wasn't pleasant ts listen to such words from his own conscience; but he had to do it, for, in the main, he was a manly fellow, and he was not used enough to doing cowardly deeds and acting lies to feel comfortable now. But he had begun a course of deceit, and he would go on now. Ic was too late to turn back, he thought. He had not learned that it is never too *late to j^rv to undo a wrong. " Better late than Selibfti a maxim for the wrongdoer S. Searles, Mcllenry. Htfel THE Eureka Tree and Post Digger. Call at £. M. Owen's and see \ one. The best thing fn the market, and sold cheap. SAVE money by buy (tig goods at P. D. Smiths, lie Is going tVest and will sell at cost and below, to rlnnr ^ teiiiug cne vrotll. it will be a good lesson to you. I'm quite proud of my brave boy," and she bent down and kissed him while her eyes shone with admiration of his frank and truth ful confession. " Shall you tell the others what you have told me, Joe?" " Of course," answered Joe, who had made up his mind to do no half-way work. " Our folks think Ralph killed Beppo, you know, and if I didn't tell them the truth they'd keep on thinking so." ° "That's right," said Aunt Sarah, heartily. "The best way to undo a wrong is to tell the truth to everybody concerned. It may cost a great effort --but it pays in the eud, Joe." "I believe that, Aunt Sarah," an swered Joe. " I've hated myself ever since I threw Beppo over into the pas ture. I don't believe I'd ever have re spected myself if I hadn't made a olean breast of it." " Did you ever think how much that term meant, JoeP--a 'clean breast!* It's like ' white hands,' and I hope you'll never let a wrong/ action soil either knowingly. When you've done wrong, don't be" afraid to say so. It takes courage to do that, but"-- "But it pays in the end," finished /' Joe. "I'm going to remember that xA* always, Aunt Sarah;" and then he went • ^ in to finish the "good work" he had begun.--S. S. Times. paniment to a simple petition; but the principle of exchange once entered in to, the relation between man and the supernatural lead logically from the of ferings of fruits and flowers to the sacri fice of animals and men. SomeAlgon- kin /Indians, iHi3kinnce a mission ary for a god and petitioning for his mercy begged him to let the earth yield them corn, the rivers fish, and to pre vent sickness from slaying or hunger from tormenting them. Their request they backed with the offer of a pipe. The whole lof the savage's philosophy of sacrifice is contained in this ridicu lous incident. Prescott, coming with some Indians to a lake they were were to cross, saw his companions light their pipes and smoke by way of invoking the winds to be calm. And the Hurons offered a similar pray er with tobacco to a local god, saying: "Oki, thou who livest on this spot, we offer thee tobacco. Help us, save us from shipwreck. Defend us from our enemies. Give us good trade and bring us back safe to our villages." In the Island of Tanha, the village priest, addressing the spirits of departed Chiefs (thought to preside over the growth of yams and fruits), after the first fruits of vegetation had been deposited on a stone, on the branch of a tree, or on a rude altar of sticks, would pray, " Com passionate father, here is some food; eat it; be kind to us on account of it;" and in Samoa, a libation of ava at the evening meal was the offering, in re turn for which the father of a family would beg of the gods health and pros perity, productiveness for his planta tions, and for his tribe generally a strong and large population for war. In Fiji, again, when the chief priests and leading men assembled to discuss public ailairs in the vaquona or kava circle, the chief herald, as the water was poured into the kava, after naming the gods for whom the libation was prepared, would say, "Be gracious, ye lords, the gods, thai the rain may cease, and the sun shine forth;" and again when the potion was ready, " Let the gods be of a gracious mind, and send a wind from the east."--Gentleman's Magazine. " WHAT IS your religion, Mr. Gib ber?" asked the landlady of her new boarder. "Meatthree times a day," was the reply that startled the good woman, and put her in a reverie as to whether the man was a heathen or had misunderstood the question. --Cincin nati Breakfast Table, ingfacU: 1. That the Trustees of the sell are Harmon Cole, 8. F. Bennett, lio Johonhett, J. R. Hyde, Utter a D. A. Potter. " ? 9. That the Faculty are as folio Beaj. F. Stanley, Principal; Caii'|£ Patter, Preceptress; J. 8. Wrig he came to think, the amtlfcerover so berly."" But all the others felt confident that Aunt Sarah was wrong--all except Joe; he knew, but he kept silent, feeling more mean and contemptible every mo ment, as he heard his father and moth er and the children talk of his friend Ralph as the guilty one. As soon as Ralph heard the suspi cions against him, he came over to see Aunt Sarah. "I didn't kill Beppo," he said; and no one could doubt the honesty of his assertion when they looked into his frank, truthful face. " I haven't thought you did," said Aunt Sarah. " If you had, I felt sure you would have come to me and told me so. I am sorry to lose Beppo, but sorrier to think that some one is try ing to hide the truth." Joe felt his face grow red when he heard her say that, and he dared not look toward her, for he somehow felt that she was looking at him. Could she, by any possibility, suspect him? He didn't see how she could, and con cluded that his knowledge of his own guilt made him cowardly. It was about a week after that that he and Ralph went grape-hunting in Walden Woods. He was up a tree over-hanging the river, when all at once the limb he was standing on broke and he fell into the water. He gave a wild, terrified scream as he went down --for he could not swim and the water was deep, and he felt sure he would be drowned. Ralph was near by and reached the spot just as Joe's head ap peared above the surface. He sprang into the water and swam to him, and succeeded in getting him safely ashore before poor frightened Joe realized that he was not going to drown after all. I think the first thing Joe thought of aftor getting over his terrible fright was his conduct toward Ralph during the last week, in allowing him to be suspected as guilty of Beppo s death. For some time he lay thereon the bank, silent, and busy with his own thoughts. Hew shameful and mean his conduct seemed to him now! He loathed him self. He felt as.il gain his self-respect. Origin of Names* IT is not generally known that the udson was called North River in con tradistinction to the South River, as the elaware was formerly styled. Massa- husetts was so dubbed because in the boriginal t ongue it meant " about the reat hills"--t. e., the Blue Hills. Bos- n, named after the English city, was riginally St. Bardolpbrs Town, of hich Boston is an abbreviated cor- ption. Albany was so christened in nor of the Duke of York and Albany (afterward James H.) at the time ft came into possession of the English (1664). Catskill is Dutch for panther or lynx, which once infested those mountains. Cattaraugus was so desig nated oy ine Inuitiua OcCauSC they haa, for some mysterious reason, associated it with unpleasant <odors. It means ill- smelling shore. This is not quite so bad as Chicago, an Indian word, signi fying a stench, which, judging from the complaints in Chicago papers of the city's peculiar fragrance, would seem to have been properly named. Chemung means big horn, from a fossil tusk found in the river. Crown Point is said to have been so called because scalping parties were sent thence by the French and Indians. Erie signifies wild cat (the Erie Railway has certain ly been a " wild-cat" road, as the ex pression is understood in the West), and was borne by a fierce tribe of sav ages exterminated by the Iroquois. Manhattan is eminently fitting for the metropolis, its import being town on the island. Mohawk was applied by the New England tribes to the Iroquois, from their habit of eating live food. Niagara means neck of water; Oneida, people of the beacon stone; Onondaga, place of the hills; Saratoga, place of the miraculous waters in a rock; Ontario, a village on a mountain --the chief seat of the Onondagas; Schenectady, river valley beyond the pine trees; Seneca (notclassic, as many have supposed) is a corrupt Indian pronunciation of the Dutch word cinna bar--vermilion. Jersey is a corrup tion of Csesarea, the old Latin name of the largest of the Channel islands, and very unlike our sister State, which got its title, perhaps, by contrast. Passaio signifies valley.--N. ¥. Graphic. --" Camping and fishing parties,'* says the Ithaca (N. Y.) Journal, "can obtain a good light by soaking a com mon brick in kerosene-oil for ten min utes. The brick absorbs the oil, and, on being suspended with wire and ig nited, a brilliant light, lasting for half an hour, is obtained. This is said, by those who have experimented with it, s he could never re- to be greatly superior to the torch itt j • I general use." F'V Jvi!