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9. nX ttlKB, YAM* * BkUhkib JhHENRT. ~ i ILLINOIS f pq^mMDLs^ikymsMZA. Mow DEAB to dis heart vaa mine grandchild • • iiiwee-yJi, 4Dot ihreet ieedle tnghtn off Yawoob, mipe • -' boh! g£'"' m tired to hog ami to ihqaeeM her Vhen home I gets back, and der day's vork na ow jot she mils me, sbell- , iv . ava; I fi*i .>* v ji ami, UAd poots oap dot ihfeet leedle mmt'lor to kiss __ me-- Hex." iyimg oial |iuuya," uui sae krte BOreiL Ki»fcrm», mine few*, she could not do mltoudt • |f • f|»r •'. • i ' f She prmg her dot camfire bottle to ahmell; 8m fetch me mire iiipe, too, vhen 1 dra'd gin. -- - find it, Dot pine-eyed Loweeza dot lofe me BO veil. Haw shveet Ten der *11 ofe*, _Cnd Sunday vm oorae rnit ito quiet und rest. To vaik mit dot akild 'tuong der daisies und clofer, ' n't pd look at iflijirilii bird* building dbait ^v-. newt: HX? pright ieedie eyes now flhey shpaxkle mit bleasuie Her laugh it rings ondt shust bo dear aa a bell; I fink OKN nut nopody haf sooch n treasure- As dot shmall Loweeza, dot lofe Xtae BO velL Then vinter ?as coaae, mit its ooldt shtormy ved- Katrina und 1 ve musd sit in der houae Und dalk off der bast, by de fireside togqdder. Or blay mit dot taughter off oar Yawoob Strauss, out age mit its wrinkles pegins to remind us ' Ve gannot sfatay long mit our children to dwell; Bndi soon ve shall meet mit der poys left pe- • hind m, tnd dot shvcct Lowccsa, dot lofe us so Tell. Ih •I ~Cfl<trU» F. Adatn*, in Detroit £rte Pre*». TWO IMPORTANT PAPERS* "I DON'T know what I shall dew with tfeiikt ere boy," said Farmer Long to his wife, asthey^at b^rfche fire, that winter tuGkuiu^. ix£ 3 JF>Or6 ^O>rUUI-B&Muiu than that State's Reform-SohopJ ljfoy was." * " Well, father, have patience with him for the sake of his folks. I think there's something in Jim that will sur­ prise you. one of these tiavs." Y j-t-m W «nV«/\iUAw I* jO "ft n , ^j-L x itunnv Wuctuci iio ix SuipiiSo ul6 enny moren he has er not. Lost spring he made brieve he knowed ail 'bout biling down sap, 'nd surprised me by burnin' the bottom uv the sap-pan eout, Si settin' the gap-house on fiwfci Last mmer hte broke more tools in hayin' lime than all the rest uv us together. And dear me! Yeou'd orter steeAhinv dig pertaters last fall! Til venter he cut every third ,one in tew--struck at 'em ez ef he was splittin' rock-maple logs. 'Nd neow he's broke my best three-tined, .pitchfork,, soiae way, a feedin' th€) cat tel. He's oti'v sixteen j'r old. Ef he duz this in the green j^ee. what in nater '11 he dew in the 1'After these remarks about the bov he had taken to keep until he was of ace, the farmer started for the barn. He was bending over the great meal-chest, jiist inside the barn door, A3 atandem team was turning around the corner of the barn. This team consisted of a« wild yearling steer and the boy, Jim Fowler. The "team" was on the " dead" ran. The youth had hold of the steer's tail with his left hand, and held aloft a milking-stool in his right. Mr. Long was unaware of danger; Slid when something struck him, and immediately he found himself on his back in the meal-chest, his first thought was of an earthquake or a tornado or Other dread outbreak of forces. He emerged from the chest just in time to see his lime-backed steer pass on into the stable, and Jim Fowler arise half Stunned from the floor. : " Yeou young scamp!" he thundered, "Yeou'11 murder somebody yit -- er--er I shall, ef yeou don't stop yer dumbed ' work." •" -iThe boy did not laugh at the miller- •like appearanee of the man. His own ftoe was quite as white as. the.farmer's as he said; . '< " Tmawfnl sorry, Mr. Long."'4 ' ' **1 dunno whethetf yer be W replied the latter. "But ril tell ye 'nd hare, Jim Fowler, what's what, when yer father died yeou v^i'atiV'e- TeTtlV-^ r:.v ' -4>rcfce in the ydlith; and th»t4ars'Sii6d ,; hjs eves.. •; promised him a little afoi%Nhe died, I'd take care on ye until yeou |was >old enough ter take care uv ye'^elf; 'nd dew well by ye--give ye a cofaimon • aphool eddication 'nd so on. 'Nd I •.Sdeaa.ter dew it ef yer conduct don't become onbarable. But yeou must be more stiddy 'nd manlike 'nd not plague me ter death by yer recklessness. 1) ye Jennie aiuf"'Jim.' They went together; but separated when they got there, for Jennie was in a higher department than Jim could enter. This was the first term the lat­ ter had ever begun with a determina­ tion to learn. That he was now so determined is proved by the answer he gave to his teacher on the fast day of school, when she asked ifttas, among other things, what he wanted to do; it was this: " 1 want ter git ter know et much ez Jennie Long does." How did he come out? Well, he went to school every term for three fears. He studied evenings and ill the ime, whe^not at Wn>rk, during vgcar tions. Bf ihceiwMit devotion to his books through those three years, he was able to master all the text-books used In that institution. For the last two terms of his course, was a member of Jennie's classed. He graduated when she did, and in most of their joint studies was marked several points above her. How did Jim think he had come out? Going home with Jennt#that last day, sifter school had closed, he repeated the words Mr. Long had spoken three years before: " Yain't nowhere side uv her;" and thought they were truer now than ever, Had the " want ter git ter know" With which he began, given place to a " want" less likely to be satisfied? If Jennie had been aware that her own views concerning the result of their rivalry--if it was such--coincided with Jim's, she probably would not have expressed herself as she did, to her mother, that evening, when they two were alone, "I suppose," said (|VtN it VIA 4-V»?*»Va LIa ^AVIO O uv vuiuao uv a uuuv c* «T uuuvitui thing; but I don't. If I had studied and studied and studied as he has, I should have been far ahead of thfc great ---great--giant. But of course 1 don't care a fig about it, mamma." Whether Jennie's remarks indicated a happy frame of mind or not, might be a question. But, without question, she used a very happy word when she spoke of Jim as a giant, for he was a mighty youth. Jenny was really petite. She knew it; but it did not trouble her that those girls who were familiar with her called ner •• Little Jennie Long." &ira knew that he was of great stature for his age, and was a little Sensitive on that point. I don't think he fancied being called "Big Jim." And it may have been his aversion to that name that accounted, partly, for his blushing so deeply one morning of his last term, when ne had taken his seat at the open­ ing of school. Some mischievous youth had written a stanza on the blackboard --which was on the wall that faced the seats--and written it in such a large hand that every scholar could read it from where he sat. This is a copy of the lofty verse that the teacher hasten­ ed to erase, as soon as she discovered what the scholars were laughing at: " But one dares write--what everyom kl|OWB • That several little fellers fret, ; - • • Because a chance they never get To walk and talk with .Jennie Ijong, Who hinders them ? Big Jim-- the Btrong, He comes with her; and with her goes; j * Vthinln she wants him to, 1 s'pose." i ^ at hat 1 Yis sur'H' Tni goin' fay, Mr. JLong." V"That's the sorter talk. I want ve ter go ter school 'ad git ter be ez smart Jennie is, ef ye cam - Yetww tew .years older'n she is 'nd y'aint nowhere aide uv her." 4* 1 I ain't nowhere I *» , 1 knoW it £»r." • " ' Jennie, the farmer's daughter, was a 1 -bright girl; and as pretty as ft pink. Jim did not wonder that her father and, mother were proud of her; nor that they felt there was avast difference Between him and her. He thought there was himself; and he believed she 1 did, for one day of the last summer, when he stumbled onto her flower-bed,t she spoke sharply at him and, if he had* not misunderstood her, callod him a , - v . „ . . . . . He was careless and stupid; if she , had said as much, he would have thought it justifiable under the circum­ stances. But for her to speak in that way--as if his misfortune was his fault r --mi»de him almost hate her. He did , :Jgot answer back, but the look he gave her kept her from ever repealing that jymnt; and also from forgetting that she had once made it. : •.(^ *! Yet he continued to be the same care-' &ss "Jim" up to this winter morning. But when Mr. Long had administered lu8 reproof and returned to the house i <>fb brush the meal from his clothes, the ^fouth fell into a profound meditation, out of which he came with this ejaci£ » ' I j E i t i o n -- ' ' " r ' ' i " ril do it!" When the next term of school began, there were two scholars from Farmer When Jim's eyes caught that, his face turned very rjed, as red as--Jen­ nie's. " ' The youth that wrote that poem "darecr' to write it; but he didnotdare to make himself known. Of course it was nothing but " boy's play," but Jim felt that he *IM near enough to being a man to look at it from a man's standpoint. And look­ ing at it in that light he thought it proper ilo.tcii Jcrnilc that iiigliu wLifiii they went home that he was very sorry that some mean fellow had annoyed her in such a way; that he would find out the puppy who wrote the stuff and give him a sound thrashing. But Jennie, to the surprise of Jim# could not see wherein she had been in­ jured to an extent that demanded any such course as he proposed to take. And she dissuaded him from his san- guinary purpose. Not easily, however, ut by arguments made in an earnest manner,' ahd urged more and more strongly, until he was conquered. Without mewing it, perhaps, Jennie said some things, before they reached her .-lather's door, that were'calculated to mislead Jim as to the place he occu- ... -^1 .j. y**g P(V!3itfyojl-f.e.ncfltn"a!rin^: htrt pornf'thln?* tnat cams nearei* So being that than anything she had ever before said to hinf; Of course it must have been un­ intentional, -lor nothing in that line was repeated during their walks to and from gffrpol the remainder of the term. And wSen the term closed, as was said before, Jim felt timt she wis farther from him than ever. He saw with the clearness of vision is characteristic of young men in his state of mind, the hopelessness of any attempt to make himself her equal in any respect, and then acted as a youth in his circum­ stances usually does. He intended to remain with Mr. Long until he was of , for he knew he could be of gi service to the farmer in the two that intervened between the present and that time. And he wished to repay the latter for his kindness to him. For the first few months of those two years, he was apparently quite self-possessed in his association with Jennie. .But that is all that can be said to his, credit. He broke down-- uttejdy succumbed--before six months haa'passed, proposed, and--told Jen­ nie he did not blame her for not caring for him, and hoped she would forgive him for offering such a poor creature as himself to one like her; that he could not help it; that he fqfthe must know what he «n to her, and no# he did know. Jim had discovered Jennie the even­ ing when he asked that question, sit­ ting on the bench under the great ma­ ple back of the hoase. There she left him, and went into the house; and there for a long time he remained after she had gone, sitting in her place, with a sensation at his heart, unlike any­ thing he had ever before experienced. Not contented to let " well enough" alone, he had gone from the negative comfort of conjecture into the positive pain of certainty., ' { The next morning he entered upon «his labors with less encouragement *than J&cob dicf upon his, after Laban's second promise. Less by as, much as a refusal is less than a promise. And Jennie? If her night's rest had snifwr thaa usual, she showed no signs of it. She appeared to be merrier than she had been for some time. Early in the day, when she and her mother were en­ gaged in the labors of the household, she surprised the latter very much by a "season" of laughing--a season of very violent laughing. "Jennie!" exclaimed Mrs. last, dropping into a chair, does fil you P'° "Why, mamma, it's the itanmest thing--I've been proposed to." our Jim, JennieP* 5. 41 Our jlm, mamma,"". " "The foolish boy! Of course you told him, kindly, that ydii both were too young to think ot marriage, lour father was twenty-siir, and I was twen­ ty-two when we were married. What did you tell him, JennieP' * > ^ "I told him--no!" f r* "That was right; only I hope you did not hurt his feelings any more than was necessary. I trust he will forget all about it soon." " What, |r> *>r>> " I mean, Jennie, that I hope he will see how foolish he has been, "and for­ get all about you before he goes away." " O. certainly I--I hope he will- will forget--and--see l ow it is, before then. He's poor, you know--very poor. I--I--told him so. I wanted to--help-- •him for--forget, as you say, and so I said in case I married, in the course of twenty or twenty-five years, I should probably wed a very rich man; and then I shouldn't be any trouble to my --hus--husband; but that 1 shouldn't do for a poor man at all." Woll Tam*i5n T oSmaawaIvt v«nal« ft vii) vvuuiVf i uv oluwtvAT tvaaw that he may soon care as littl^ for you as you do for him." As the months passed away, Mrs. Long, watching Jim, concluded that he had not suffered much by the rejec­ tion he had received. The kind-heart­ ed woman was glad to think it was so. Considering all things, the less attrac­ tion her daughter had for the young fellow the better. Jennie also, hoping as we may sup­ pose that Jim, for the sake of his peace of mind, would outgrow his affection for her, after a little while, decided that he*had. She was very glad of it. And yet there was a tinge of melan­ choly in the discovery. She was glad for his sake, because he had suffered so; but it was--abstractly considered--a very solemn thought that so strong an attachment was so short-lived. Not that she would have had it last longer in this particular case--O.no; but there might come a time when she should want to know that the one who had so great a regard for her was to have it Forever. But what was she to expect? Was Jim'a fair sample of mankind in this respeebE ** " If Farmer* Loffg had been an observ­ ing man, during these days he would have seen uuuitiig into Jim's Sow* something that could not have failed to remind him of the time when the youth's mother and Mrs. Long were girls; and the best-looking ones in the village. The father's strength had come into Jim's body and limbs, but he was get­ ting his mother's face, by installments. These were to be his possession^, when he was of age. ' As his twenty-first year drew toward its close, he could not tell whether to be glad or sorry for it. His reason told him to go; and forget--he had not for­ gotten you see--in the excitement of business somewhere, his disappoint­ ment. But that heart of his kept for­ ever answering Stiy ^uOtuci «€«• He Was in this state of mind the day before he was twenty-one. After din­ ner that day he went and sat on the bench under the great maple. He went there that he might be alone to decide whether he would follow the dictates of his reason or give way to the long­ ings of his heart. Reason at last car­ ried the day. He arose from his seat, and said aloud and decisively, " I shall go." It was settled. He had told the family all along that he should go away when he became of age. He was glad they knew it and had become recon­ ciled to (perhaps wished) it. He was set upon looking straight ahead now, and determined not to look back, And he did look straight ahead-- t #«v»> Inaf oa/inri(| • A|* :jhvr». altrvn-l, fast. Up the slightly a.Deenaing meatlov* Jennie was running toward the house; and not far behind her was the four- year-old lime-back, pursuing. It was fortunate for Jennie Long then, that Jim was near; and that he was " big" and strong and brave. Jim was bent on getting between Jennie and that macfbrute^and"he could not stop to find weapons. He rushed past tter and at that moment her strength gave way and she fell. If Jim had made a mis- move--but he did not. With great dex­ terity, he seized the animal by the horns as it came up, and putting forth all his strength drew its head with sueh fore© and suddenness to one side as to throw it down. Then springing to where Jennie had arisen and stood un­ able to move, from fright, he caught her in his arms and bore her to a place of safety over the wall. When Jennie could speak, she turned to Jim and asked, " What if you had been killed?" "O, there would have been ft beggar less, that's all," said he, and walked away. An hour later Jim, in a deep reverie, was sitting- onder the-old maple. He heard the rustling of a dress, tnesound of approaching feet, and then Jennie's genue call, "Jim?" He arose and looked at her. < "Jim, do you--hate me?" " No, worse than that - for me." " Worse? Then you--don't--feel to­ ward me as--as, you did once?" . " No, for I love yotf more." "Truly, Jim?" "Truly." "Well, then, you may read what I have written on this paper; but don't open it till I get a long way off." She handed him the paper and turned and walked in the direction of the house. Jim was not long in opening that note, and reading; • " Dkab Jim : Don't bo my. Jkhhi*." Nor did the writer of it get a "long way" off before he overtook her. When Jim and Jennie entered the house together, a little later, Farmer Long looked at them sharply for a mo­ ment, and then, as if what he saw war­ ranted him, he arose and handed Jhn, also, a paper, saying as he did so: "I sh1d like ter have yeou look this ere dockerment over'n see ef it is ker- rect. I don't want no mistake 'bout it. The place that iines mine was fur sale 'n I've bot it. This ere's the deed on't." And so it was. Ane that "docker- ment" was made to run to James Fowl­ er, and his heirs.--Lorenzo Qtiswold^ iM Springfield (Mass.) RepubK^ "- ivmt ,,T . •••'fe 5 aiW't Prince Bisnuurok. * . H* is a powerful man. That is,what strikes at once everyone who sees him for the tirst time. He is very tall and of enormous weight, but not unjrainlv. Every part of his gigantic frame Is well proportioned--the large, round head, the massive neck, the broad shoulders and the vigorous limbs. He is now more than sixty-three, and the burden he has had to bear has been un­ usually heavy; but, though his step is now slow and ponderous, he carries his head high--looking down upon those who are as tall as himselt--and his figure is still erect. During these lat­ ter years he has suffered frequent and severe bodily pain, but no one could look upon him as an old man or as one to be pitied. On. the contrary, every­ body who sees him feels that Prince Bismarck is still mense physical power. m possession of im- phys! has made his features known to all. It is a strange face, which would attract attention anywhere, even if we did not know that it belonged to a man whose doings have changed our modern world. It is a face never to be for­ gotten --by no means » handsome, but still less an ugly one. It was remark­ ably bright, full of humor, of merry mischief even, in days long gone by. It has now become serious, almost sol­ emn, with an expression of unflinching energy and daring. The bald forehead --an object of adoration for the phre­ nologist--18 of qilitfl «vtranrilirt arir Hi- mensions; the large, prominent "'blue eyes seem as if they could look into the sun without blinking. They are not quick; they wander slowly from one object to another; but, when they rest on a human countenance, they become so intensely inquiring that many peo­ ple, when they have to undergo this searching look, feel uneasy* and all, even Bismark's equals or superiors, are made aware that they are in the presence of a man with whom it would be wise to play fair, as he would prob­ ably discover the subtlest tricks. His thick, well-set eyebrows are singularly long and shaggy, and they add not a little to the stern, and, at times, some­ what, fierce, expression of his counte­ nance. The nose is of ordinary size --not as long, perhaps, as might be ex­ pected from the rest of the face; the chlrf: Is large and massive. Prince Bis marck has said of himself, that he was "the uest-haieu iu&u iu Jnuiope."" He has, indeed, many furious enemies in various parts of the world. He has not often been heard to complain of this; still a bright intellect cannot pos­ sess the knowledge of such a fact with­ out being saddened by it. Prince Bis­ marck is by no means a light-hearted man. Sorrow and care have taken up their abode with him. They throw $ shadow on his brow, and make them-j selves felt in the sound of his voiced and in the frequent bitterness of his hesitating speech. He is no longer young; he fully realizes the fact tnat the best part of his life is gone, that his greatest battles have been fought; «««, UIm lino Youths' Department. MISS MUSLIN PUTS ON HER GRANDMOTHER'S BONNET, OSE day (the old lady was oat; I presume,) Kiss Muslin went up to her grandmother's zoom, And, ia rummaging roujtd," foomd an oin- fashioned bonnet, ̂ Which she no sooner taw than she pounoed straight a pun it, v Ann. "tlttls** it OTi the 8be ran to the mirror to view herself in it. Well." she cried, as #he bowed in a matronly way, " K you're not Jnst the picture of Grandmother Gray! went oar-" yes, tbat'i JOB* I wiU pot on her gofm, aad her spectacles, too. And 111 creep down the afnirway as still as • And ait down in her chair. ]«at outside of the houae. So that grandfather, when before long ho comes by, £111 art haTe the remotest idea it is L it will think it is grandma. O, won tit be fan! He joke* m» all the UBM, and now I'll pay Aim one." , So she dressed hndf «p jft, * black aijUd gown Thai she found hanging there--then ccrept stealthily down, » And, going out on the porch, the, with infinite OK, , , . * Established herself in her gxanumother s chair-- And, I'm oertcin, had anyone happened that way, They would never have dreamed sot Grandmother Gray. Why, even old Tabby ̂the fiunily oak, Ban away without waiting to hear her aay "•Mbf Not lung after, MiMadee Peterkin Paul would stick close to her side; and then! how_ proud he felt when she would look| at him so tenderly and Mm "Myt son:" it made him straighten up; he almost forget all his heavy load, and!: alT about being hungry and cold, and! he would trudge along as bravely as a> nadier," and think what great! he was going to do when he wasi ell. this TftH* fellow W" - battle with poverty and want; but, aft­ er a while, things got a little better,, and hegot a place in an. office with kind, Christian gentleman, who did he oould to help him, and make Mi aspire to be something in this life, ant prepare for the life to come. He is still a vounar man; and though oftei*;^. cast down and beset by poverty, he has! ^ the satisfaction of knowing that, by the blessing of his Heavenly Father, £ie i$ able to provide a living for his deaf spfr. *"*'• --L " *7" Mlffftterjrf MlUirtetyf G-reat llodintion in Millinery at Mrs* S. Searles, McHenry; 3 chair, thought, "I de­ clare! : Now I'll play a fine trick en my Grandmotbat Gray-- She is out on the porch, fast asleep, I dare Bay. . I'll juBi drean myself up in hie things, and go oat, And she'll think it is 'grandpa, without any doubt." So he quickly pat on both the coat and the hat. (And he looked very ttbnp-I'U answer for thai! _„T Why, the big beaver hat almost hid him from , i«- ' s sight, And the ooat was so long 'twas ridiculous quite), And, pompously thumping his cane on the floor, He gave a load " Hem as he went out the door. Then advanced, with his face turned away, to aooust her, Lest she Bee, at a glance, he was bat an impostor. Ah!" he said, Tery gruffly. Good morning, my dear I thovgnf it quite likely I'd find yon out here. Were % on taking a nap?" " Yes!" Miss Muslin replied. In a sbt'iii t >ne of voice, with her head turned ; aatde. , And biting her lips till the blood ran, to keep * From laughing outright--" Yes. I'd lost sea asleep " When 1 heard yon com* thvmping along. (I must say > It i« hard that 1 can't have a nap onoe a day!" At this point, ere Miltiadea Peterkin Paul Gotfld reply, they heard grandfather's voioe i|t the hail-- , " Well, 1 never! Dear me! I muat aay I lik* that! '( n Why, what caa that yoong raaoal have don with my hat? . ,f And the Tery same instant, even worse to relate, There waa Grandmother Gray cvmin® in at the gate. Who cried--and her face had an awful frown on 't I declare lit that6tt)d lainl my best ho^ l̂" • „ . ; Aa for little Miltiadee Peterkin Paal-- And Miss Muslin m well--what to make of it all The? at first Reareelv knew. Thev stood .rnhmnor vueir c.ycw, And stared at each other in stupid surprise. " Well," Miltiadee finally managed to sav, I certainly thought you were Grandmother - • Qmyf* "<Iest" Ms.;* Mnelin aid, not knowing jut what to do, M Yes,1' she faltered '̂Vyou thought so. sad / Ihought to, toor --J*hn Brotcnjohn, to WUk-^vMk&ifdr SepUm- '• ber. THE Eureka Tre«» Digger. Cull at £2. M, one. The best thing and sold cheap. and Poit Hoto Owen's and set in the market,. V FOR SALE. ^ TtfO (fill* Blood Durham YesrHng Bull Call's,fit for use. - J. FLUSKY.^; SAVK money by buying goods at D. Smiths. He is going West and i sell at cost and beluw, to close. Dr. Jaques German Worm Cake! stand unrivaled as a worm medicine.-- Give them a trial. Sold by all I?ruj gisist uecnmng t|ays». *=narry Yalent,inStl Louis Christian Advocate. " ' • : , . THE idea that the hair snakes com# from hairs thrown into water, is mucli IY>NRQ FLIOM ITAII MOTR anvvviAi It was only the other*day that a was talking with the Professor: " You needn't tell me that it isn't so, ' a large Slock"or~A(Tains c^Iebrat<8 Kenosha Pumps. The best Pumps ai|gi at lowest prices, at E. M. Owen*|l ™ FOR SAI>K. Half interest in a Buffalo Pitts, tell Horse Power Threshing Machine. Almost n« good as new. Will \>e sold cheap. For particulars inquire at this office. BE • HOTHEK'S BOY. BOYST is' :: kiitf' the feeling that, while he has achieved much for the greatness of his country, he has done but little for his own hap­ piness. Sometimes when he is sitting among his personal and intimate friends--he has, beside his family, some five or six of these--free from all restraint, smoking his long pipe, pat­ ting the head of hisshuge dog, attend­ ing listlessly to a conversation going on around him in subdued tones, there passes over his cold face a something like a soft, transparent veil, behind which his hard features relax and take aniinlooked for expression of wistful sadness. After all, Otto von Bismarck, a child of the Marches, where his fam­ ily has been known since the thirteenth enntnry. is a thoroughbred German, tfhonfirh o«o',olt'tbe moVt witttnvQf"f:y*fc uiun Uio .vuiid iiiui uvtu 4e uai'» ric3 within his breast a hidden vein of deep feeling; and though that feeling is certainly not of the kind which gives birth to morbid sentimentality, and it is difficult to believe thai" young Bis­ marck ever addressed his complainings to the moon, still it enables him to feel keenly all that % sensitive heart has to endure during the passage through life. --Blackwood's Magazine. k BaM Eagle's Defense of fler Rest. LAST week, while E. J. Campbell was engaged digging wild ginger on the sloe of the Roan, about one and a half miles from Cloudland Hotel, be found the nest of a gray esgle in a fallen tree- top under the cliff of the mountain, containing one young eagle. While examining the nest and it» contents, suddenly he heard a loud noise, and be­ fore he could ascertain what it was the old eagle had struck him in the face with her bill and claws, and, taking a how often many of us 1wve heard large boys (large in size, but too often very small in manners and be­ havior) jeer at and make fun of some one or more of their smaller and more timid companions (small in stature, yet large-hearted and whole-souled in their bearing, and thoughtful and kind in their dealing with others), calling them "mamma's boy," or "mother's baby darling" and other suoh names. Now, what 1 want to say to you is, that no matter how much others may laugh and sneer, it is a noble and hon­ orable thing to be a " mother's boy." I know it is sometimes very trying to a fellow-feeling to be "laughed at" and belittled for doing what he think! is right; but Is it not better to be mad4 fun of for being good and true than to reap the reward of an evil and de­ graded life? "Oh, yes," you all say. Well, then, never be ashamed to be, out ?.nd out, a " mother's boy;" for if all our boys and girls were devoted* to their ffooa parents, Mid heeded th«ir fdvlci' -faitJ.", IVvtr -> Myltti uui* JWtlis • i'tittiieatiiii'te would bo less popular; and many a poor prisoner, now bearing the penalty of a way ward and Godless life, might be enjoying the sweet associations of home, the smiles of father and mother, and the loving attentions of brothers and sisters. 1 heard of a boy, a few years ago, whose parents lost all their earthly pos­ sessions when he was about seven years of age. This boy had always been noted for his tender affection for his mother, and his Implicit confidence that all she said and aid was right. He was often teazed and laughed at for be- uEconOmyls the road to wealth n fifty cent# worth of Uncle Sam's Han ness Oil applied to your old hames# w.ill I n ak" thrinl *i"fiu wilt find it nt oertain seasons of the year in small pools of water, and even on wet or damp cabbages. p Examine one through a microscopo and you will see that it has little rings around its long, slender body. It is what scieuuuc OOOKS eau an axmmateiC worm. There is one very strange thing about, these creatures; tney are never stilL but constantly wriggling about. Neitn> er do they streten themselves to their, full length when on^he ground, but cup themselves up in some way or other. You have seen an ordinary eartH worm crawling into his hole, and hay* noticed that he pulls his body in almost a straight line; but when the hair wonjpg creeps, his body is generally in tl|» form of a semi-circle. You remember the notices in th* paper about a great " shower of snakes" in Memphis, Tenn., a year ago last winter. These were our hair worms; and, as they were found onljr in one place in the city, scientific me* thought that the heavy storm musk have blown and washed them from some neighboring pool or garden. v For such little fellows they seem tj|r<:-V; be just crowded with life, it being con# paratively difficult to kill them in water.--Christian Union. Wife of lapoteoa's Chip--m* «*r such a baby, and always " hanging an(j to his mother's apron-strings," as some people used often to say; but he didn't! mind all this a bit, and nothing could | make him let po his hold upon the at-; fections of his dear mamma. When; his family were stricken with povertv, and his father, who, up to the time of his adversity, had been a well-to-do and prosperous business man, could THKBE are queer this vast auction mart, the ! everything, in fact, from the diamond* of a Queen down to the basket and hook of a rft^-pick«.r; but one of thft Sieerest lots that .was over oiSnrad ere pnt ^ **$$,•-• hats of the Mrat Napoleon. It xras said • to be the one that no wore during hit Kussian e^nipaifn. and doeumento were offered with the hat to prove its at* thentioity.. But respecting 'cliat I b#. lieve there is no doubt, ft comes in a direct line from the great man, having been given by him to his valet, This valet died in the course of Nature and bequeathed the precious relic to his son. That son paid tne debt to Nature only the other day and his heirs sent the his­ toric hat to auction. Some twenty-six years ago another of these hats, whicjli had formerly been in the possession of the painter, David, . was sold at auction oht after a brisk competitio; ow, behold the decadence the Napoleonic legend! There was a very scant attendance at the sale th® other day. One bid, only was mad# and that was by the painter, Arm and Dumaresq. So the hat was knocked down to him for |85, just $6 beyond the price at which it was to be bid ill for the family. Truly Imperial relic* pire an one of these cocked hats exhibited the Musee des Souverains at the Loii» vre, in company with the historic graif overcoat, and there is still another, T am told, in the Museum at Turin. Bui - " " Behold th| Second E Cor. Ba> lately opened visit from hi* an circuit through the air, alighted on a : find no employment with which to earn j are at a discount. There used to b§ tree about 200 yards distant, but in ! a support for his wife and little ones, plain view of the nest. Again the par- ; his mother and this little boy set about ent bird made an attack, aiming at his : to take the father's place, as best they head, but he avoided her, and she i could, in providing for the family. struck him on the arm, making a slight They had to apply to the city authori- wound. She returned to her post of observation, but as soon as he attempt-; ed to touch the nest containing the ; little fellow has tugged young eagle she made a third attack, j " ration-house." Often he has stood when Mr. Campbell struck her with a for. bnur* at, a time, on a bleak, cold stick and brought her to the ground, ; Quite a large crowd congregated St the where, after a severe struggle, he sue- •!Depot lotkg before the tcuiu was da© ceeded in killing her. She measured to cat oha glimpse of Ua'jrei bUt were Steven feet and two inches from tip to iH|j (]oolned to cllsaiMJohnuent. for the "sir r, frequented part of the mountain. It 1°' miloa au hour..viid the duet wj. has generally been supposed that the j»o Ibiok not even the train itself eagle always built her nest in the clefts looulil be seen. However . our Post of the rocks, but this one had her nest .'Master saw him. It happened like in a Mien tree-top, some feet from the t|1|„. ©3t|, Ro-wied at Harvard !,W rr onT^o^' I *•«; "7 the gray or bald eagle.-Bater^nife Ur.'Oil. i'ot « » RlilpW, «1 IN. V.) Republican. ' , ly knock together from bemg "so v . ! tired" altera weary tramp for food and -The man who (loops from age hu foal. StU! he did not grumble. But t>e<miifl6raedontte b£okl>yTlB£. | wkaa W* mother was with lum. more (kuette. i . -- --An M. 1^- who office was favored by a young wife. Wishing to start an inte*» esting subject for conversation, he said: My dear, how many people do you suppose pass by my office in the cours* of an hour?" " I should fudge thwy all passed by,'* nonchalantly exclaimed the wife. » --In reply to "Claribel," a corres­ pondent, the Boston says: "Your essay is at hand, but we cannot use » until we are more definitely advise^ Your nom de plume suggests red hahfe-; and we cannot permit any red-hairw<i women to write essays for our column||; Domestic Happiness