. A nutra ^ v, 1 . y'i-twi Maine me that I ciniwt lort! As you can love, my friend t Y"ti call ir* Iwnrll'w - li«t»t of Because my fancies end. ' . t do not say it is not true; Oh, no; your words are rigtit; But vou who love, nnd I wl'o la'W*! Which puns most in the fight? And why, if yon vrei*«°oking lottf Should ymi hove turned to inef _ ,1» who of nil who meet your gaze, " ~?S Have sworn ineonstancyt • --... tfio further yet, poor beast, And seek • '<1 For one wlio still can give; Or, if your heartbreak prove too sharp, Owe rue, my friend-- and live. Tea! Once I cursed--and tired. Alast 'Tis better far to die. Hands meekly clasped and prayerful, Eyes upturned to the Af. I loved too well--as you, my friend, Arc lovfnc me this hour. Such loves dif hard, ere cursed, you BMW, With overwhelming power. My love went out--as youre will do-- Bnt after many years; • Aiiil in (hose years I was not glad, And bitter were my team. ly 1 It met with no return. In spite of passionate appeal. In spite of words thai burn. But vou who love, and I who laugh, Mav part at loast in peace; One ({ay you'll thank me for my wordi, One day your pain wiil cease. --Slackwood. «r>. TWO CROSS WORDS. "Lucy, if you mean to sew on this button I do wish you'd do it. I can't wait all (lay." Tom didn't speak a bit- cross, only em phatic; but I was out of temper that morning, and my head ached badly from sitting up the night before. Tom had gone to a supper--for the second time since our marriage--given by some of his bachelor friends, and had come home the worse for it. It had provoked me intensely. So I had to follow him to l>ed laid his hand on Toan'i shoulder and said: "I arrest you, sir." "For what?" I cried. "For murder." The floor seemed sliding ftrttift %eB6affa my feet, but I caught at the door to steady myself, and looked at Tom. At that instant the officer uncovered his lantorn, and, oh, God! there was blood on my husband's hands. All the rest is blank. When I came to myself again, I was in my room, and kind, compassionate faces were around me. I asked for Tom. He was in prison awaiting his trial. There had been a quarrel at the tavern, and Tom had struck his antagonist. The man wasn't dead, hough they thought he was at first-- but he was badly hurt about the head. But if he recovered--well, it would not go so hard with Tom. I arose and went to the prison, but they would not admit me. No one was to see my husband till after the trial. Another day crept by, a night, and when morning came I went down to the door and opened it, with a vague feeling of expectation which always accompanies severe afflictions, and looked out. The sun was rising grandly and brightly over the Hack stone jail The frost* lning thick and Kparkling over everything, •veil the acrap of folded paper that lay *t my foot. I stooped and picked it up idly, an wo out eh at a straw or twig some times, mitiioiit any motive or power of volition, '1 ho wi|*erncript ion caught my eye: it waM my own life, it was my own name, and my husband's hand writings I tore it o}H>nand read: DEAR LI-CY : I have broken out of jail, and am going--well, no matter where. I didn't strike Hasting* with ftn intention to kill him. I was intoxicated, and it was nunc liis fault than mine; hut lit) may die*, and then--at a»v rate, it is for you, Lucy, for me to go. I never was worthy of your love. Now you can co back to your father's, and forget nie and be happy. You will find the bonds for that nimiev I have in the bn Godjs mercy is equal to His justice, and His love is greater than either. : • HOUSEKEEPERS' HELFG. SOUTHERN FRIED HOMINY. -- Warm some boiled liominy left over from the day before; add to it a tumbler of cream or rich milk, a piece of butter, tw> well- lieaten eggs, and a little Hour; fry in hot butter. LAMB CHOPS WITH SPIVAOH.--Trim the chops neatly, boil them perfectly, puf a little butter, pepper and salt on them, and arrange them in a circle abound peas. Put little white paper rallies around the ends of the chops. CORN-FHITTEKS.--Take half a dozen large ears of com, cut it from the cob, and mix up with two eggs, a cupful of sweet milk, salt, and enough flour to make a soft batter. Drop a tablespoon- ful at a titno into boiling-hot lard. RICE WAFFLES.--Beat together a pint of milk, the yolks of throe eggs, , two ounces of butter and half a teacup of thoroughly boiled rice,^sprinkle a little salt and a half teaspoonful of soda into a pint of flour, and then sift it in. Beat thoroughly, and bake in waffle-irons. BOSTON BR^WV BREAD.--Two large eups of Indiafr meal, one large cup of rye-meal, (not #ye-flour,) one-half cup of molasses, one teaspoon soda, scald the Indian meal, but keep it thick; when cool add the rye, molasses, and soda, with a little salt and one pint of sponge, miiuf x OUR YOUNG FOLKS. ' arun TOXOO^ ik desk; it is enough to make in solemn silence, and awoke none the i ?ou antl the child comfortable, torsive and better pleased after my sleep, on the morning just alluded to. To make the matter worse, just as he spoke to me about the button, the knife with which I was cutting the bread for his lunch slipped, inilicting a deep gash in my hand, and the baby awoke and set up her sharp little cry from the cradle, all in one and the same moment. "You can't wait as long as T did last night, I reckon," I replied sharply, re ally angry at last. " Don't hurry me--I do all I ca n, lind more than I am aide to do with one pair of hands." Tom dropped his button and turned toward me with a startled, "Why, Lucy !" "Don't Lucy me," I retorted, throw ing down the bread and catching up the baby, while the blood streamed fr6m my hand over her white gown. "You've done enough--you've broke my heart! I wish I had never seen you--I wish I was back again with my father and my mother." I broke down with a burst of hysterical tears, and seeing the blood on my hand, Tom came over and knelt down beside me. " Why, Lucy," he said,- his voice and eyes full of tenderness, " you've cut your hand. Why didn't you say so? Here, give me the child while you bind it up --see how it bleeds." He held out his hands for the baby, but I snatched her away and went on sobbing. "Don't cry. Lucy," he continued, stroking the hair back from my fore head--*' please don't. 1 knpw I have •done wrong, deal-, Jmt I didn't mean to. I fell in with some of the old boys, and they persuaded me against my wiil. But : it is the last time, Lucy--it's the last time." Why didn't I turn unto him then and help and encourage him ? Because my mean, tyrannous temper got the better • of my woman's heait. « "Oh, yes," I said, siieeringly; "it is • easy enough to make fine promises--you told me the same thing before. How ran . you expect me to trust you now ?" Tom was spirited and quick-tempered. "Great loving-hearted men always are. He sprang to his feet like a flash, and, be fore I had time to speak or think, he had left the room. I tossed the child into the cradle, and ran to the door, but it ,was too late. He had gone. I just caught a glimpse of him turning the corner. I went back to the little breakfast- *oom; how blank and drear it looked, •and what a 6liarp, stinging thorn there Vjras in the very core of my heart! I "loved Tom and he loved me. We had been married only eighteen months, and this was our first quarrel. I sat down "With the baby in my arms, heedless of my morning work, and fell to thinking. All the old happy days came back, and one in particular, when we sat in Dum- berry wood. It was in autumn, and all the world seemed in a blaze of gold, as the sun slid down, and the squirrels chattered overhead, dropping a ripe nut now and then into my lap, as I sat there with the last rose of summer in my hair, knitting a purse for Tom. "Lucy," he said, as 1 wove in the last jgolden stitches, "you've kuit my love-- my very life--up in that purse. Tell me now, before you finish it, how is it to be? Am I to have you, and--oh! I won't think of it, even; Lucy, it would be too dreadful." "No, Tom," I answered, "you are to have the purse, and the hand that knit it, too." Poor Tom, he cried then just like a child--he, the bravest man in the village. ."No fault in him, only a little too TOld. too fond of gay company; but you Sdme"116 ^ 68 J6ur mother That was my old father's advice on our wedding day. My heart smote me dread- luily 35 * recalled it to my mind that morning Had I done my duty? Had I /J1 nexample of m>' mother, who never let fall an unkind word? J3ut Tom would be home to his dinner. The thought brought me to my feet. I did my work briskly, and went about ! r^ng.r T a <k"1,er as I knew he liked, lhe plum-pudding was done to perfection; the baby in a clean slip, and myself all smiles to receive him when the clock struck one. But he didn't come. I put up the untasted dinner and pre pared supper, arid lit a bright fire in the little parlor. He should liave a pleasant welcome. But he did not come Eiulit nine ten o'clock, and i ,,ut u« tlujblm: tasted supper and baby, and I went u„ to the nursery to wait and watch How the little thorn in my heart pierced and rankled. Tom had broken his promise and my unkindness was the cause'1 Nothing else rang in my eirs throu<'h- the long hours. ° About two o'clock I heard a noise be low, and went to the window. There was a man on the porch; I could see him in the dim light. *' Tom, is that you?" I asked softly, patting out my head. "Yes; open the door, lousy; quick, the police are after me." My heart sunk. The police after him! what could he have done? I ran down .swiftly and unlocked the door. But as I did so, two men, wearing official badges, stepped upon the porcj^ Mud one of them forget me, Lucy. God bless von--yon and the baby. ' TOM. This was the «end! This was the re ward that my cross words had purchased for me! Truly, truly, the wages of sin I are death. Wre .shall not need one pang of corporal punishment, one spark of real fire, to perfect our torment if we are I lost. Conscience is all sufficient--re- | morse, that worm that never dies. It is j not for me to talk about what I suffered I in the days that followed that morning! j Words could not express it, except to ! one who had passed through the same ! furnace of affliction. But I lived, for sor- | row and death rarely walk in each other's steps, and nursed my baby, and did the work my hands had to do. I did not go i back to my father's. I remained at | Tom's home, and kept his things all J about me, even his cap hanging on the j walL Forget him? Does love ever for- j get? j Hastings did not die. He recovered j and made a public statement. He was j more in fault than Tom was. Then he . put a notice in all the papers telling Tom j to come back; but he did not come, j The winter passed away with long, j long nights of bitter remorse, and tender j recollections of the dear husband whose strong arms had once been my stay and support; the spring came--the summer --another winter; three years went by --crept by. My child, Tom's little baby, grew to j be a tairy little thing, with blue eyes and | golden hair, and a tongue that never wearied of its childish prattling. All day long she sat on the door-step, where the evening sunbeams slanted in, lisping to her doll, and listening while I told her which must be very light. This" must all be as thick as can be stirred; set in a warm place to rise in the baking-pan. It should be ready to cook in an hour. To make it more like the genuine article, which is baked in a brick oven, steam it four hours, and then bake in a slow oven an hour or more. It can be nnule with the same measures without scalding the Indian meal, by mixing soft with warm w ater to allow the meal to swell. Rye- nieal does not swell much. BKOWN ONION STEW.--Take some fine chopped suet and melt in a .saucepan, add a good many onions cut right across, and partially brown them, sprinkle a lit tle flour over them and stir well, adding warm water to niitke gravy. Put in pep per and salt, and whatever pieces of meat, cut in strips, with a little kidney or liver, you require, or brown these :d so with the onions; let simmer about ten minutes or so, and then place carefully well-peeled potatoes on the top. This •stew must gently simmer till done and not be stirred about, so that the potatoes come out whole. A few spoonsful ol catchup to be added some minutes before se rving. It is light of digestion and very nourishing for summer. STEAK PUDDING.--This is a digestible, nourishing dish for work-people. Make crust of fine-choppe'l suet, flour and warm water; place round basin; cut pieces of steak, with some liver or kidney iu strips, and put in with some fine- chopped onion, pepper, salt and a little mace; moisten with some warm water and close up witli crust. If you have no steamer, place a trivet in the bottom of the saucepan and put basin on it, so that the steam from the boiling water below cooks the pudding. When well done, which you will know by the knife comin Ml»cws of fr 'tiy pet# Tomboy intronspreteij Eyes are like violots-- Gleefully SVin likn nnnttor s!ef|c, Hose like a bahy-Gre »lt. Sweet little dimple cheek- Merrily dancing! l*rl>-llke hor sonu it thrills,' " O*or the dale and hill*, Hark! liow h< r !:uipi)ier thrills, Joyo'iyly joking! Bollinp in t1aiTo:liK Wiidirg in mountain rllh, Heedl«i*i of snowy frills--• Creasing and shaking. Often slie stand* on chairs, 8qmetiines »lic unriwnrea Slyly rrepja up the stairs SeMvilv liidinir; Then >rill this merr.' mahl-- She is of nmij*Iit itfraid-- Come djprii ttio hallustrade, Saucily sliding! Books she ftboioinatfs, But see her go on skates And over five b:irred tnites F.>ar!o-n;y rcrnulilo! Climbing rj> nppli'-tr «s. Burking lier«uppli' knoos Floating njsunm i's decrccs-- Out for a ramble. Now she is pood as £«ld, Then she is jx'rt and bold, Mind* not what slit* Is told, Carolfrwly tripping. She is an April Bounding to grit f fry in bliss, Ofttffl she had a kiss - lomelituei a whipping! Naughty hut best of girls. Through life she gaily t»"irll Shaking her sunny curls-- L milling at f jl'y. Ev'ry one on her dotes, Citrroliing merry notes, Pet in short, petiiooats-- This is Miss Dolly. Harper's Bazaar. that was when it had grown to be quit© a cat. It was while its name was " Beau ty " that I one day cut off a lock of its black and white hair, and did it tip in a piece of tissue paper, to remember my pet by. I laid it in a drawer of a small toy bureau, and there it is now to this day, waiting for mv little girl &> be big enough to have for her own, bureau, cat's hair, and all. Whenever I tell her the story she al ways jumps up nt this point, and ex claims, " Me are big enough now, mam ma!"-- Youth's Companion. FARM NOTES. A Uttle A«IVI<N». I want to give you three or four rules. One is, always to look at the person you speak to. When you are addressed, look straight at the person who speaks to you. Do not forgot this. Another is, speak your words plainly. Do not mutter or mumble. If words are worth saying, they are worth pronounc ing distinctly and clearly. Another is, do not say disagreeable things. If you have nothing pleasant to say, keep silent. A fourth is--and oh! children, remem ber it all your lives--think three times before you speak once! Have you something to do that yon {find hard, and would prefer not to-do? I Then listen. Do the hard thing first. | and get it over with. If yon have done ! wrong, go and confess it. If your lesson j is tough, master it. If the garden is to | be waeded, weed it first aitnl play at'ter- I ward. Do the thing you don't like to do j first, and then with a clear conscience do I the rest.--Exchange. The Slrante KKten. One pleasant summer day, when I was a little girl, I went to spend the after noon with another little girl named Char lotte Berry. I wore new shoes and a new delaine dress, and my hair was braided in two braids behind and tied up with brown satin ribbon. Charlotte lived around on another street, and her house had a very large yard, with plenty of green grass to play and trees to rest under. There was D on, clear from the crust, take out, place on a I a wall on two sides of the yard, and when dish, broadside down, and open top a ! we climlied up to look over, we could little. Put in a small piece of butter ] see the blue waters of the cove and the and a couple of spoonsful of catchup, and a beautiful gravy will run out round the dish. How absolute some people are in their conversation! There is Smartington, for instance. Said Jones to liiui, the other of the father who would oome back, to us i evening, l,Do you like dogs?" Jones by some day. For surely he would come. Most surely God's mercy would vouch safe some compensation, some pardon for such repentance as my soul had poured forth. The third spring was peculiar, some how the far-off sky seemed to drop down in nearer, bluer folds; the sun wore a softer radiance; the trees, the grass, the flowers a diviner, a tenderer beauty. I rose every morning and looked out of my Uttle window at the kindling beauties of the morn, with a feeling of strange, trem ulous expectation. I seemed to feel the Bhadow of some great event that winged as light above me--one prayer of my heart seemed about to be answered. One evening--oh, that evening! A May sky, soft and ulue, nung over a green, blossoming earth; the turtle dove cooed in the distant wood, and the robin twittered to her young brood amid the milky bloom of the orchard. God's love shone in the golden brightness of the jvestward-going sun. My child, lit- f (lie way, is a lover of the animal. "J j never ate one," replied Smartington j dreamily. "Well, who supposed you i' did?" exclaimed Jones with impatience, j "If I were to ask if you liked donkey, j now?" he continued, with a lingering j emphasis on "donkey." Said Smarting- I ton ingenuously, "I like you, Jones." VESUVIUS electrically illuminated ap pears now nightly as the "mountain of light" of the Eastern fable. The inde scribable grandeur of the spectacle at tracts to Naples thousands of tourists from the most distant countries of Eu rope and America. ONE of the occupations of young men who are filling up Western Texas is to breed geese. One of these lnus 3,000 geese, whose feathers are plucked every two months. Each bird will average a pound and a half a year worth 50 cents a pound. One of Tom Ochiltree's Jokes. ^ „ 7 ___ Tlie vaulting ambition and unblush- tle Eftie, sat on the door-step, talking to [ hig assurance of some of those infant her doll and watching the birds. All at | mining camps remind me of a good once she clapped her dimpled hands and ; story which a gentleman from Galves- bounded to her feet. ! ton, now about to engage in mining "Mammy," she cried gleefully, "pappy | ̂ ier?» me the other evening about comin'--pappy comin'; Effie go meet!" I ^ai- Tom Ochiltree, of Texr.s. I don't The words stirred my heart to its utmost depths; and dropping my work I followed her out of the d'>or.' A man was coming up the garden path--his garments tattered, his step slow and un certain. A Wggar, no doubt. I called EiJie to come joack, but she ran on, heed- mean to apply it to Silver Cliff, though I have not failed to discover traces of the same spirit here. Everybody who has been in Washington often since the reconstruction of the South knows Tom Ochiltree, and he is not a stranger in New York. A good soldier, I believe, less of my command. Tom's little spaniel ! on Confederate side, he became a that I had Netted and taken care of for his sake, darted from his kennel with a peculiar cjfy, such as I never heard from it before. What/did it all mean? My heart throbbed and my knees trembled. Little Effie rin on, holding out both dimpled handsi her golden curls blown all about her /osy face. "How-de-do, Pappy? I'se your Effie," she lisped, as she reached the man's feet. He stopped and raised her in his arms, and then glanced at me. And such a glance--such a face! Pale, haggard, worn by sorrow, and suffering to a mere Bhadow. Trim's ghost come back from the grave! Not that, either, for my arms grasped some tangible form. "Oh, Tom," I cried, "ig it you? Speak, speak and tell me!" "Yes, Lucy, it's me. I could bear it no longer. I'm dying, I believe--and I couldn't go without seeing you and the little one again." My arms held him fast, tattered gar ments and all; my kisses fell on his poor, pale face like rain. I would never let him go again. "Tom, Tom," I sobbed, getting down on my knees besid" him, "oh, forgive me! forgive me! [ have suffered so much." "It is me that? must ask forgiveness, Lucy," he said IJIMIMV, "notyou; I was wrong " ~ " ' But I stopped hi:n short. "No, Tom, my words did it all; for them we might have been happy ail these weary years." "Mammy, mammy," interposed Effie, twisting herself around on her father's shoulder, "don't cry no more; pappy's comeback." ' 1 lu Yes, thank God, he has come back, poor, tattered and hungry--like the prodigal--but my Tom, my husband, nevertheless. I would never speak cross to, lum any more. It is spring time again. The sweet May sunshine steals in at my window as I write, and I hear the turtle dove down in the distant wood. My husband is a man "ow, standing up proudly, his feet on the grave of old temptation. I know that Republican at the close of the war and a favorite of President Grant, who ap pointed him United States Marshal for Texas when that office was worth a good deal more money than it is now. The Major's father was one of the most eminent jurists in Texas, before the war, and had a good deal of trouble with his [ very gently for a long time. fishing boats. There were blue bells and lilies of the valley growing in the grass, and a swing under one of the trees, and many other reasons why I liked to go to play with Charlotte. She Wiia a good-natured girl, with rosy cheeks, blua eyes,^ And red hnir. Her sister Annie, who was younger, had dark eyes and dark hair, and her brother Joshua had red hair and a very freckled face. Then there was their Aunt Bar bara, wlio was very, very fat and kind- hearted, and who wore, a cap. That afternoon, after Charlotte and I had played a Uttle while with the dishes and dolls, we ran out into the yard, and presently roamed around by the back door, where we suddenly spied a little kitten gnawing at a fish-bone which some one had thrown out on the ground. "Oh, what a little darling!" I ex claimed, and then we both began calling vevy softly, "Kitty," hoping we could catch it. " Just at that time Joshua Berry came around the corner of the house. He was a teasing kind of boy, and when he saw us trying to catch the kitten lie ran up, exclaiming: "What a mean old kitten! I'll throw a stone at it." "O Josh, don't, don't!" we begged; but lie did. He threw a stone at the poor frightened kitten, who sprang des perately over the wall and disappeared. "You're a bad boy!" I said, half cry ing. "We wanted that kitty!" "Let's go tell Aunt Barbara!" said Charlotte, and we ran into the house, and found the good, kind aunt sitting in her rocking-chair mending. We told her all our woes, and she said: "Joshua is a naughty boy to tease little girls so. I'll send him oft' on an errand that will keep him out of your way.' So she called him, and gave him an errand whicSi would take him half a mile away, and keep him waiting there, too. He didn't want to go, but he had to, so he walked slowly off, looking back over his hhoulder as he went. Then Charlotte and I ran again to the backdoor, and called. "Kitty, kitty!" PiiASTF.R scattered over the floors of the fowl houses is a powerful absorbent, preventing the smell which arises from the droppings. SET your hens in the evening if you have to move them from the laying nests. They will be more sure to stick to their new nests. FAKMERS in this country were never more indifferent about selling their wool than tljey are this season. Nothing de sirable can be bought in Wisconsin for less than forty cents per pound. In In diana fine wool is held at fifty cents. IN some parts of France rye is largely employed for green feeding, hut of late farmers are substituting barley, which appears to be better relished by stock. It is sweeter and somewhat more tender. Its nutritive value is very different fol lowing the period of its development. When young, it contains but six part in one hundred drp matter, and twenty-one about fifteen days after coming into ear. THE San Francisco Rural Press tells of a large farmer in Merced County, Cal., who is "a mechanical genius as well." Among his recent constructions, in his own shops, are a grain-header that cuts a swath thirty feet wide, a cauvas-sided dining-room wagon for thrashers, and a horse-feed car for thirty horse#, with boxes around the outside for feeding grain, and a rick for feeding hay. THERE is no class of people now so hard to preach to as old church-goers. They were people of but one book, and that was the Bible; but they were thor oughly posted in it. They knew what a good sermon was. A congregation of farmers n< >w is of about the same char acter as they were then. They are a good deal harder to satisfy than New Yorkers. You can't give them any "chaff," and, if a minister has a poor sermon. I should advise him not to preach it to them."--J'hehani/e. A CORRESPONDENT of the Ohio Farmer gives the following sensible advice about pastures : There are thousands of acres of pasture that will require at least throe acres to cany a cow through the sum mer, and it needs no argmneut to show that it will be profitable to expend sev eral dollars per acre to reduce this to two acres for a cow. I am more and more in favor of mixed grasses and heavy seeding for permanent pastures. Where I sowed only clover, the third year the ground was bare; but where I sowed orchard grass, blue grass and timothy with the clover, it is better now than it was the first year. A DECEPTION successfully practiced on a number of farmers is known as the "butter contract." A couple of well- dressed fellows (hive to the house of the expected victim and make an engage ment with him to take all his butter for u year at a high price. A written agree ment is then made and in due time the "contract " is returned in the form of a note held by a third party, which the farmer is bound to pay. The safest plan is to make no written contracts witli strangers who thus suddenly turn up and of whom nothing is known. A CORRESPONDENT informs us that, while on a visit in the fall to a friend, he was surprised to see the number of eggs he daily obtained. He had but sixteen hens, and the product per diem averaged thirteen eggs. He was in the habit of giving, on every alternate day, a tea- spoonful and a quarter of cayenne pep per, mixed with soft food, and took care that each hen obtained her share. The < xperiment of omitting the pepper was tried, when it was found that the number of eggs was reduced each trial to from five to six daily. Our correspondent be lieves that the moderate use of this stim ulant not only increases the number of eggs, but effectually wards off diseases to which chickens are subject.--German- town Telegraph. THE common disease in cows and sheep which appears by watery blisters on the feet and between the cla ws of the hoof, followed by raw spots which are difficult to heal, is known as aphthous fever. Sometimes it is accompanied by similar blisters on the lips and tongne, when it is called foot and mouth disease. It. is fever, or blood disease, and is con tagious and troublesome, 1 >ut not serious, and easily submits to treatment, as fol lows : Give one pound of stilts, and when that lias operated, give one oun„ce of hyposulphite of soda, daily; wash Hie sore spots with water and soap, and dress them with an ointment, as follows, viz : Melt four ounces of lard and one ounce of spermaceti together, and one ounce of acetate of copper (verdigris), and stir thoroughly, and while still fluid add one ounce of turpentine and stir until cold. Keep for use. The ointment is excellent for any raw sores or galls, and may be usefully kept in any stable. PASSIM SMILES. son, who, though not bad, was full of mischief. At length, when Tom approached young manhood, the old Judge deter mined to sober liim by study, and so took him into his own law office, where he kept him pretty closely at his books for about three years. Tom was a good scholar, made satisfactory progress, and was finally admitted to the bar and taken into partnership by his father. A \ few months after this, the Judge, as he j was starting for Dallas one morning to i attend a long session of the court, looked up at the old, weather-beaten sign, which had been above his office door for a quarter of a century, and told Tom he thought it was about time to have a new one, "and, Tom," he said, " suppose you attend to it, get a good sign, and have the name of the film painted on it." The old gentleman went to Dallas and was gone several days. Returning, when he came in sight of the little frame At hist the little thing came timidly on the wall, and by approaching it gradual ly and softly, we first stroked its back, and then'took it down into our arms. Oh, how thin and light it was, and it purred in a pitfnl, eager way. We carried it into the house and showed it. "«Oh dear me, Charlotte," said Mrs. Berry. "We can't have that forlorn kitten around here! You had better put it right over the wall, and let it run home." "Oh. let me have it!" I exclaimed. "I want it for mi/ kitten." " ̂ ill your mother let you keep it?" asked Mn;. Berry. ' "Oh yes, I know she will," T said. ' 'Wel l , tli'M," said Aunt Barbara, 111 sliut the poor little thing up in my room, so it can't run away, and when you go home you can take it along." So she carried it up to her room, and Charlotte and I ran out to play again. It did not seem long before wo u-m-n office, he thought it looked strange, and I called into supper. I remember iust * • 1 / i l Y l r r i i o o v n i i l w \ f o n n / l + t • « » > » , 1 1 i > « • . . » riding nearer he found stretching clear across the building, an inunensM sign board, on which was painted in huge letters : " T. P. OCHILTREE AND FATHER, • Counsellors and Attorneys at Law." Tom was at his desk deeply al»;orbed in working up a case, and never could understand why the old man should have caused that sign to be taken down. --Colorado Letter to Ney York Tribune. Minded Their Own Business. A man having announced that he was once in a community where they all minded their own business, his state ment was doubted, and he was called upon to tell where it was. "It was on board a ship at sea," he said; " and the passengers were all too sick to meddle with one anotbur's affairs." what,_we had--hot biscuit and honey, and little sweet cakes full of seeds. After supper I said I must go home, so Aunt Barbara brought down the little kitten, which she had found asleep on her bed; and while I put on my things, she gave it a saucer of milk. Then I took it in my apron, and ran home to my show treasure to my mother. "Why, Mary!" said mother, when I held it up before her. "We don't want a kitten like that. We have a good cat already, you know." "Oh, mother, it is so poor and so nice, do let me keep it," I begged. And she did let me. At first we named it "Stranger," be cause it was a little stranger, but as it grew fat and pretty andv playful, I changed its name to "Beauty." Then for a while called it "Tiger-Lily," bnt Willing to (iive Way. On a Detroit street car a woman of 50, made up to look about 25 years old, got aboard at a crossing to find every seat occupied. She stood for a moment, and then, selecting a poorly-dressed man about 45 years of age, she observed : " Are there no gentlemen on this car ? " " Indeed, I duuno," he replied, as he looked up and down. "If there hain't, and you are going clear through, I'l hunt up one for you at the end of the line !" There was an embarrassing silence for a moment, and then a light broke in on him all of a sudden, and he rose and said : "You can have this seat, madam. I am alius perfectly willing to stand up and give my seat to anybody older than myself." That decided her. She gave him a look which he will not forget to his dying day, and, grabbing the strap, she refused to sit down, even when five seats had become vacant. A Mean Reb. At the second battle of Bull Run, a Michigan regiment, in making a change of position, came upon a Confederate soldier sitting astride of a Federal who was lying on his back. Each had a firm hold 'of the other, and neither could break the hold. As the trcxips came up tli<4 reb was taken in, and as the Yank arose he was asked how he came to be in such a fix. " Why, I captured the blamed John ny," he replied. "Then how did he come to be on the top ? " ? " That's what makes me so infernal mad !" shouted the blue-coat. " He captured me the same time I did him, and then he wouldn't toss up to see who had the bulge J He's no gentleman-- n o s i r . h e a i n t ! " Tms man who offers you counterfeit coppers shows bad cents. MUSICIANS are known by tile "accom paniments they keep." THE man that bequeaths property must necessarily be a land-doner. AN exchange says: "To make a good monkey wrench* feed him di green ap ples." CAN anything go, and not go any where? Where does a light go when it goes out? A WOMAN'S heart, like the moon, is always changing, but there is always a man in it.--London Punch. IN the dictionary of the future it w £ bet "Fast, v. i. To abstain from food, to go hungry, to Tannerize." DORE has completed a grand case pic ture called "Moses Before Pharaoh." What Moses played before faro is not shown. WHY should the spirit of mortal lie proud, when a four dollar hotel clerk can wear a bigger diamond than the mil lionaire. A YOUNG physician asked permission of a lass to kiss her; she replied, "No, sir; I never like a doctor's bill stuck into my face." THE Ilaivfcei/e man says a high board fence, a locust-tree and twenty-three beer-tables make a grove anywhere with in thirty miles of New York. THE Philadelphia Ledger discusses "Tlie Health of Reservoirs." This is the first intimation we have had that res ervoirs did not enjoy good health. A NORTH CAROLINA woman" stabbed; the man,who attempted to hug her. This proves that all women are not enthusi astically in favor of a free press. THE time of the spicing and picking of fruit has come,- and the economical house wife may be seen going through her hus band's vest-pocket for cloves. THEY told grandfather Blimpkin that old Mr. Jones was dead. "Ah, well," said he, resignedly, "I've noticed that people have been dying ever since I can remember." "'IN choosing a wife," says an exchange, "be governed by her chin." Tlie worst of that is, after having chosen a wife, one is apt to keep on being governed in the same way. AN Irishman watching a game of base ball, was sent to grass by a foul which struck him under the fifth rib. "A fowl, was ut? Begorra, I thought it was a mule." 1 A DEALER in hosiery in Chicago marked a pair of stockings: "Only 810,000," and more than one lwmdred ladies stopped at the window and cried out: "Dear me! how cheap--I'll ask my husband to buy them." WHEN, at a Chinese banquet, 'propriety requires that the guests should get pleas antly tipsy, they may, if they Tike, hire substitutes to drink for them. No such cheap Chinese labor will be tolerated in this free country. THE publisher of a humorous German paper at San Francisco committed sui cide the other day. The humorous journalists of the English press do not seem to have so clear an idea of their duties to the public. AT a celebration back in the country a female orator arose and began: "This is our one hundred and fourth anniversary." A wicked young man away back iu the crowd yelled out: "Good Lord! you don't look that old."--Qu'tncy Modern A rgo. BERK sells for twenty-five cents a gluss in Mexico. Oh, jovial Bacchus, just think what it must cost to elect a Presi dent in that country! Now we under stand why they have so many revolutions in Mexico. A war is cheaper than a le gitimate campaign. AN old Yorkshire woman described her happy circumstances thus: "I've a nice little cottage, a chest of drawers and a pianuy, a lovely garden and some flowers in my window, and (waxing warm,) my husband's dead, and the very sunshine of 'Eav'n seems to fall on me." A FAMILY going North from Raleigh last week t<x>k the boat at Norfolk after dark. Next morning the little girl awoke and scrambled up to the window, and, looking out on the broad Atlantic, ex claimed: "Oh, mamma, do get up here and see; the front yard is full of water." --Iialeigh News. "WHAT 1 want to get at is the animus of the transaction," said the judge. "But, your Junior," said the complaint- ant, "there wasn't any at all. He came uj) quiet like, and grabbed the coat, and was off with it before I saw wliat he was at. No, sir, there wasn't any muss." A GERMAN resident of Belmont avenue, who recently-espoused an Irish wife, who proved herself to be the better half, was questioned as to his nationality. "Veil," he responded, scratching his'head, "I was porn in Germany, but I vas IiisJi by marriage;" uwwivtr wTEUBTOe STATEMENTS. Mark and Invr*rrfly mant-- Something for Everybody. AfnBUKNHAM, Mass., Jan. 14,1880. I have been very sick over two vcara. They all gave me up as past cure. I tried the most skillful physicians, bnt they did not reach the worst part. The lungs and heart would fill up every night and distress me. and my throat was very bad. I told my children I never should die in peace until I had tried Hop Bitters. I have taken two bottles. They have helped me very nnuch indeed. I shall take two more; by that time I shall be well. There wag a lot of sick folks here who have Been how they helped me, and they used them ana are cured, and feel as ful as ^ 'hat thare is so valu able a medicine made. Yours, MKS. JULIA G. CUSHING. BATTLE CREEK, Mich., Jan. 31. 1880. 1 have used seven bottles of Hop Bit ters, which have cured me oi a severe chronic difficulty of tlie kidneys and have had a pleasant effW*. on my sys- RODNEY 1'EAKSON. WAT.HEND, Kansas, Dec. 8. 1879. I wrae io inform you what great re lief I got from taking your Hop Bitters. I was suffering from neuralgia and dys pepsia, and a tew bottles have entirely cured me, and I am truly thankful for 6o good a medicine. Mits MATTIE COOPEB. - XJEDAK .BAYOU, Texas, Oct. 28, 1879 IIOP BITTEUS CO : I have heretofore been bitterly op posed to any medicine not prescribed by a physician of my choice. My wife fifty-six years old, had come by de- grees to a slow sundown. Doctors failed to benefit her. I got a bottle of Hop Bitters for her. which soon re lieved lier in many ways. My kidneys were badly a live ted, and I took twenty or thereabouts doses, and found much relief. I sent to Galveston for more, and word came I aek none in tlie market, so fireat is the demand; but I got some eisewheie. It lies restored both ol us to yood health, and we are duly grate ful. Yours, J..P. AIAGET. NEW BMOMFIEU), Miss , Jan. S, 1680. Hoi* I'.ITTEUSCO : 1 wL-di io say to you that I have been suflering for the last five years with a severe itching ail over. I have heard of Hop Iiittcrs and have tried it. I liave used up four bottles and it has done me more good than all the doc tors and medicines that they could use on or with me. I am old and po »r but h e; to blc3s you for such a relief from your medicine and torment of the doc tors. I have had fifteen doctors at me. One gave me seven ounces of solution of arsenic; another took four quarts of blood from me. AH they couJd tell WHS that it was skin sickncas- Now, arter these four boitles of N our medi cine, my skin is well, cl^an and smooth as ever. ITENIIY KNOCUE. MILTON, Del.. Feb. 10, 1880. Being induced by a neighbor to try Hop Bitters, I am well pleased with it as a tonic medicine, it having so much improved my feelings, and benefited my system. wJi'ch was very much ont of tone, causing great feebleness. MKS. JAMES HETTS. KAT.AMAZOO, Midi . , Feb. 22, 1880. HOP iilTTEKS ftlrc. Co : 1 know llop Balers <viil bear recom- m< ndation honestly. All who use them conler upon them the highest en comium*, and give them credit for mak ing cures--all the proprietors claim for them. I have kept them since they were first ottered to the public. They took high rank from the first, and main- taned it, and are more called for than all others combined. So long as they keep up their high reputation for purity and usefulness I shall continue to re commend them--something I have never before done with any other patent medicine. J. J. BAHCOCK, .Physician and Druggist. KAIIOKA, Mo., Feb. 9, 1P80. I purchased five bottles of your Hop Bitters of Bishop & Co. last fall, for my daughter, and am well pleased with the Bitiere. They did her more goed than & L tne medicine she had takr-n for si* years. WM. T. MCCLURE. (•erinan Longevity. Some curious statements have been published l>y an Austrian official, on the data of longevity in Germany and otlire European countries. It appears from this that there are some 12,800 persons over 90 years of age throughout the whole of Europe, of which number 0,200 are women. In Italy, again, female longevity is superior to male, there being in that country 241 women over 100 years of age, and only 160 male centenarians. Allowance being made for the preponderance of women in the population generally, even then, accord ing to these statements, the female sex shows the best average of long life. In Hungary, on the contrary, there are nx»-e old nu n than women, notwithstand ing the females outnumber the males. Austria, it seems, lias 100 women who arc over a century old, while only eighty- six men are as aged. The most inter esting fact, however, in these data is the superior longevity of the Germans as compared witli the Sclaves ; thus, among the Germans of Upper Austria and Salz burg there art* 11', per cent, of this population who come under the cata logue of old people, while among the Sclaves of Gaiicia the percentage is 4. Privacy. A worthy wife ot forty years' standing, and whose life was not made up of sun shine and peace, gave the following sensible and impressive advice to a mar ried pair of her acquaintance. The ad vice is good: "Preserve sacredly the privacies of your own house, your mar ried state of your heart. Let no father or mother, sister or brother ever pre sume to come between you two, or to share your joys and sorrows that belong to you two alone. Build your quiet world, not allowing your dearest earthly friend to be the confidant of aught that concerns your domestic happiness. Let moments of alienation, if they occur, be healed at once. Never, no never, speak of it outside, but each other confess, and all will come out right. Never let the morrow's sun find you at variance. Review and renew your vow--it will do you good; and hereby your souls will grow togetner, cemented in that love which is stronger than death, and you will become truly one." Possessive My or Mine. A foreigner writes to the New York Sun: I am studying English, and for tliat reason I pay a great deal of atten tion to the language of those with whom I happen to converse. Now the little possessive pronoun " my " is so often used and, at least in my judgment, abused, that it begins to worry me. For example, a lady recently said to me : "I locked my door and went to my butcher to order my provisions. When I re turned home I found my stove cold and my fire out, and that was lucky, too, for my kettle was nearly empty, and it would have been ruined if my fire had been going. I expected my husband every minute, so I hurried to make my fire again and prepare my dinner. Unfort unately, my butcher had forgotten to bring my tripe, so I gave him a piece of my mind and sent him back for my tripe," and so on. Now I am not a communist, but I would rather drop "my" altogether than to apply it equally to husband, butcher, tripe and tea-kettle. Happy. A young couple, in full honeymoon, enjoyed the month of May in a delight ful rural village : Said she, caressingly: " At least, my adored one, tell me that you are not ennuied here ; that you do not too much regret your bachelor life." " Do not think of it, mv angel. On the contrary, I regret it so little that were I to lose you I would marry again, immediately." Arc You !%ot in Cnnd Health ! If thu Liver is the source of your trouble, von enn lim] ;in pl solutc reuuvtv in I)u. S\NI-'OBD*8 LIVEII INVIUOUATOR, tlie only vo-etable cathartic wiidi nets directly on the Liver. Cures ail liilions diseases. For I5ook address .DB. BAH- roiin, 102 Broadway, New York. ^ KC.KTINM. -- I LIO great SUCCESS of the YKOE- TIXI: as ,I CIOMI- er aiul purifier of tlie blood ia shown beyond a donbt by the -n at number* who liave taken it, and received immediate re lief, with such remarkable cures. AMCSE the children with the Puzzle Cards. S>'c advertisement in another column of this paper. The Voltaic Bell Co., Tlarsliull, "Hlcli., Will send their Electro-Voltaic IMta to the af flicted upon thirty days' trial. See their adver tisement in^ thia paper, headed, "Ou Thirty I'Jiys iruu» * VEGETINE wiil regulate the bowels to healthv action, by stimulatmg the secretions, ckv using and purifying the blood of }x>isonous humors, and, in a hcaltlifnl and natural maimer, ex pels all impurities without weakening the body. READ the Puzzle Card advertisement in an other column of this paper. LYON a Heel Stiffener is the only invention that will make old boots as straight as new. WMOR'S Tever and Ague Tonic. This ol Muabl* remedy BOW S«11S at on* dollac. PUZZLE CABDS. new and aorel. tisement in another oolomn. See adver-