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- " # . , e > » f * w ' <L • ^ if-"' +* *t") J*V: « .. .- - : v - # ' T ; r ; f . £ i r ^ *** • , / « ir FADED OliOTE. •T OBUA TRAXTU, -j#* « tm TOM* fraaddangntcr, who fain wwld Wlqr, folied elme in scented n»ttn Use, > , • ' toirajnlfr fadfld long «Mro-- -J.,^ Tim pmtl-gvnv, dainty, withered glove : 111 tflT you. It i* fifty yt*rs fair day I laid >ny trraiure ay to me th«> timo appaars; Agrn ago to you, 1 know, IUJ dear. [ thin palm, now withered a* my c}*e**» d hie fir»t kiss, doubting and aftwdl i n d s t r o n g a c r o s s B f * 3B< morj- of love X yst was so unconscious t 'Twas a night-- Some festal night; mj* sietcrs were abogPt JMl really qnitc; but I, olwtt<Hl All in wlull| Waited below, and, fastening my glove, U t a m t t liove ! "ST" and Dg am *hile ! love's might, my*UtS£ maid «s memory fjQOked up with nmiUr>g epr«ch to him who Observing mo, so ptsll aud f*o intent, X wondered somewhat at his quiet mood, fUi it flashed on me what the silence meant. mat sudden fin of dawn my eky o'erspread! What low melodious thunder broke my calm! I B£ FHT| THIN FFLORTNM HPI^. lfas bending low above my girlish palnif^ ' f»W majesty of mien proclaimed him king; *-. wi« l >wly gesture said: "I am your slave;* •nwth my f>ot the firm earth seemed to swing, (testable as storm-driven wind &nd wave. Ah, beautiful, and terrible and sweet The matchless moment I Was it life or death, Or day or night 7 For nay heart erased to beat, Aad heaven and earth changed in a single breath. AaA. like a harp some hand ot power doth smite midden haxmaay, my soul stroke, Ami, answering, rose to ma ton his spirits height, Wnik* not a word the myntio Rilence broke. but an instant. Down the echoing stair Swept voioea, laughter, wafts of melody-?- . Hjrateters three, in (irapeiies light as air; Bst like a dream the whole T*«rld seemed to ®«, Aa-steadyiog rny whirling thoughts, I stroVto TO grasp a truth so wondrous, so divine. sd glc To keep Its secret mine, and only mine. like an empty show, the brilliant houra ftassed by, with beauty, music, pleasure thronged, hantasmagoris of light, and flowers; But only one delight to me belonged,-- Has thought, one wish, one hope, one joy, one fear 0*e dizzy rapture, one star in the sky-- to solemn sky that bent to bring God near; I would have been content that night to oik Oaly a touch upon this little glove, And, to! the lofty marvel which it wrougMl Ton wonder; for as yet you know not love,' Oh, sweet my child, my lily yet unsought} Eft* glove is faded, bat immortal joy Urea In the kiss; Its memory ctnnoi fade; \mk when death's clasp this pale hand shall destroy, The sacred glove shall in my grave be laid. r*« Mattazint for April. /•F ftHJND BR THE hUOVT. ««Halloo! This won't da Move «Nk" The speaker -was a gigantic police - nan. The object of Ms wrath was a boy who oat on a low stoop, with his face turned in Ms hands as if crying. B was night and snowing fast. A bit­ ter, bitter night, in which one would SKQI wish even one's enemy to be home­ less and shelterless. The boy did not stir. .. " Halloo, I say!" cried the police­ man, angrily, advancing nearer. "No whAnming, young pun. Get up, and Move on. But as the lad, even vet, did not rise, the policeman stooped down and shook As he did this the boy fell over, sm$ in the snow. " Great God Vs eried the policeman, '•lift's dead. Froaen to death, too; perhaps starved. Poor little fellow! An orphan, no doubt. Well, I must take Mm to the station, I suppose." Bat as he lifted the body, which he <Iid tenderly--for he had children of his •wa at home, the seemingly inanimate lawn stlKXed. "Fainted," said the officer, "but not dead yet. If the station house only wasn't TO far oft Ah! maybe they'll ~4sbc uici hc*».w As he spoke, a elan carriage tmd •darfied tip to tiie next house, a footman ^rsag from the box, the coach door was tfnng open, and an old man, wrapped in * fur cloak, stepped out and took the - servant's arm, to be helped up the high stoop. Beerap the policeman, however, with the bo« iu his arms, he stopped ab- raptiy. " What! what!" he cried. " A young tmnp--a beggar ? Not dead " "No, not dead yet, Mr. Ascot," said Ihe policeman, respectfully, as he recog- ni*ed the speaker, well known as the wealthiest and most influential house­ holder on his beat, " but I'm afraid will be before I reach the station. Anrf he -doesn't seem to be a oommon sort of beggur bin " Not the common sort, ehf Neither is he," said Mr. Ascot, as he looked at boy's clothes. " Have him in ]•••{« -have him in V»pr<> John, bell; why the deuce do you stand there gaping- don't you see the boy's dying 'bom cold and hanger ? I walk up < ihe steps well enough alone I" A moment more Mr, Asoot him- weli led the way into a warm, apatious 4»wing room. "There's a roaring fire ready," he --id. " I always have one waiting for 1M when I come home from dining out. Where's the housekeeper? Didn't I tell John to bring her onoo? Ah! Iiare Mrs. Somers comes. Something ^• revive him, quick! Good heavens! af he should die after all." 44 Poor little dear 1" said Mrs. Somers, **• ®he poured a restorative down his ttcoat. "There, Jane, give me the wnkets while I wrap him up. Ah I he's <«oining to." ^ The boy opened his eyes, looked in a T8! .^r8*, and then , AUUUI the room. JEV- Meatly his senses had not yet quite come he murmured. %aok. "Mother, mother •«I can't find grandfather--and it'a so «Md. lm so " His head dropped on her shoulder and lis eves closed again. One of his hands. wOuoh up to this time had been tightly £ut* opened weakly, and a note fell to the floor. , Mrs. Somers did not see the sote. Something in the boy's look had startled ~ She gave a quick glance up at her -; then she began to tremble all •orer* Mr. Ascot, who l ad been stand­ ing by her full of interested anxietv, did not observe this look, for his attention bad been attracted by the note, which he •ow stooped to pick up. Then he pro- oeeded to take out MB glasses in order ito read the superscription. " Perhaps this may throw some light <«i the matter," he said. " The poor Jad has been sent out on an errand and Ins fainted from cold, and perhaps hnn- flear. What! what! Good God!" His Sands were shaking like leaves in an au- timn wind. In the deep stillness the paper rattled with startled noise. "It «an't be--it can't be ( Mm Somers, eyes are jounger tteii mine •4(58 read, read; is that address--is it--mine-- Thornton Asoot?" - As he apoke in ohoked, ootivulsdvc gasps, Mrs. Somers leaned forward to read. The motion roused the boy again, and he opened his eyes--this time with more of consciousness in them--and he fixed a long, questioning', ponied look on Mr. Asoott. "Merciful heaven!" the fatter said, •taggering like one strnok with palsy, " it is her eyes--her eyes " With these words he fell baok sense- le&s, fh« Uiii'-c'pfii letter fluttering from hte fingers to the floor. Fortunately the policeman was in time to oatch him, and lay him on the sofa. For a moment the boy was forgotten, every one pressing around the master of the house. " Is it a stroke ?" asked the policeman, anxionly. 44 What does it mean?" At any other time Mrs, 9bsne*s would have been reticent about family affairs; but she was too flurried to think clearly. Surprised out of herself she took her udienca, unconsciously, into her confi­ dence. "No, it's not a stroke," she answered, with the experience of long yeare of nursing. " His face isn't awry, yon see; Mid he's only limp, not paralyzed. There, I've opened his cravat ; and "now, Jane, bring some water. It's but a fainting fit; he often has 'em when he's worried; often, I mean since his daughter went away. She ran off, yon know, ten years ago. He's never forgiven her, or rather she'snever--least way of late years --asked k be forgiven. The last time was when she came herself, just after she was married, on a night as bad as this." All this while Mrs. Somers was busy in trying to revive her master, chafing his hands, holding smelling salts to Mm, even ordering the window opened. " He turned her from his doors in a perfect rage--I never seed Mm BO angry afore or Bince. But he's been sorry for it many and many a time, I know. I have heard him sigh so ! He was a-thinking of her. He'd have forgotten all, years ago, if she would have come again; but she was as proud as him; I don't know wMch was the prouder. She went to forrin parts with her husband--he'd been her music teacher, you see--that's what made Mr. Ascot so angry--and she has not beeu heard of for these years and years. There--he's coming to; what a sigh! Stand aside, Mr. Policeman, please, and give him some air. Poor man 1 but he's nobody to blame but him­ self after all. I don't uphold disobe­ dience in children, of course; but a dearer, sweeter girl than Margaret Asoot never was. Many and many's the time I've carried her in my arms when she was a baby and her mother was alive. How are you feeling now, silt" This last sentence was addressed to her master, who, with a deep drawn sigh, opened his eyes. " What--what is th€i matter?" he said, looking vacautly from one to the other. " Yes, I remember," putting his hand to his brow, " Margaret- " His eyes wandering about fell on the boy who, during this episode, had en ­ tirely recovered consciousness and was now looking with a strange sort of won­ der at Mr.. Ascot " Please, sir," said the lad, seeing he had attracted the old man's eye, " can you tell me where Mr. Ascot lives ? I was to go to him--only I lost my way-- mother s very sick--and she's had noth­ ing to eat to-day " With these words he broke down with a great sob, the tears streaming along his tliin, wan cheeks. " Where's the npte ? Order the car­ riage," fcttid Mr. Ascot, incoherently, rising to Ms feet. "Is it from Mar­ garet? Did somebody say she was starv­ ing?" His poor, weak, shaking hands vi inly tried again to unfold the paper which the policeman had handed Mm. " I--I am not strong as I used to be ; I think I am getting oldand he looked piteously at Mrs. Somers and sank again on the sofa. " Drink this," said the housekeeper, handing Mm a restorative. He drank it and rallied. " Ah I it is her--her writing," speak­ ing to Mmself. " She is a widow, and her only child is named--after--after-- „ . 9 9 me. He stopped reading ard turned to look at the boy. " Are you grandfather ?" said the lat­ ter, timidly. "I think you must be, for mother has a picture she looka-at and cries over, and it's like you." 3 letter fell again to the floor. But this time it was because he opened his arms and the boy, ^ iJm meaning, came to him. "You won't lot her die, will yon?" said the boy, looking. piteously into Ms face. . " Die, die I" cried the old man, rising up ; and Ms voice and air were that of youth. "She ab^ll not die. Where is the carriage ? I will go at once and she shall come home tonight The carriage, I say," he cried, almost angrily, and he turned toward the door, where the footman now appeared. "The carriage waits, sir," said the servant, obsequiously. "Get your cloak and bonnet Mrs. Somers, a few blankets--a bit of food-- there's not a minute to lose. Good God! Margaret dying, and we wasting our time here ! No, my brave little fellow; your mother shall not die." In a few minutes, during which the thoughtful Mrs. Somers had provided a biscuit and some hot tea for the boy, the Little party set forth. While the carriage is rolling over the snow, its destination being one of th« most, obscure streets of the great metropolis, let us say & few words about the daughter. Margaret Ascot had bean one of those sweet-tempered, sympathetic natures that everybody loved. Beautiful, ac­ complished, wealthy and well born, she had crovds of suitors, but at nineteen she turned from them all, and gave her heart to a penniless lover. This was not because she was foolishly romantic, like so many others, but because her suitor was worthy of her in every way except riches, He was only a poor music teacher, an Italian exile--for this was in dayg now fortunately long ago, before Italy was free, and to be an Italian patriot meant banishment or life-long imprisonment, or even death. Andrea Fillippo liad, when hardly more than a lx>y, joined in the insurrec- been compelled after its failure to fly the country. He ttad come to America, and, being penniless had been compelled to take up the first pursuit that offered itself. In his own km ed Andrea of all his pupils--the couple went abroad. For a while edge of music; but Andrea was an ama­ teur of more than ordinary merit, and he naturally became a teacner of sing­ ing. Margaret Asoot WM his favorite pupil. He saw in her everything that youthful manhood in its highest type admires; she saw in Mm ahero and a martyr. Compared with the prosaic younjy men of business or the cold, cal­ culating lawyers, or the idle men of fashion, who constituted the bulk of her admirers, he WM a prince in disguise, a young god! ' Parents do not sufficiently al­ lowances for the imaginative elements of their daughters. They fancy that at nineteen girls can feed as their mothers do at forty; that the dry husks of a mat­ ter-of-fact life are sufficient for them. It is not so, and Mr. Ascot, though a sens­ ible man in other respects, could not understand why his daughter was cold to her wealthy lowers and had given her heart to the exile. When Margaret, hopeless of altering her father's opinion, finally eloped with her lover, his wrath knew no bounds. He refused to answer her letter an­ nouncing the marriage; and when, a few weeks later, she came in person, he had her literally thrust from the door. After vainly trying to get some other employment--for Mr. Ascot's influence deprived Andrea young they lived in London; but afterward Andrea returned to Italy and there strag­ gled on until he died. He left his wid­ ow penniless; she had only money enough to pay her passage to America, whither she had resolved to come, in hopes by a last appeal to soften her father's heart. It was a winter voyage and Margaret caught a violent cold, wMch threatened an inflammation of the lungs. She could only crawl feebly to the nearest lodging on the night she landed--a miserable attics. The next day Margaret wrote a bote to her father, trusting to her boy to de­ liver it, as she was too ill to go out her­ self. Knowing that Mr. Asoot would be out during the day, she had defatted sending the lad until toward nightfall; but hardly had he left before she began to think of the perils he ran alone in that great city. Perhaps, she said to herself, he has fallen down some open area ; perhaps he sank cold and insensible in some bank of snow. When eight, o'clock struck from a neigh­ boring steeple, and still her boy did not return, she became almost wild with fright. Ten o'clock came, but still no son. She listened intensely for the sound of his feet, but she heard nothing but the roar of the storm. At last her anxiety and fear rose to frenzy ; she was sure her boy was dead. Eleven o'clock struck. Her candle had bnmed down into the socket and was almost on the point of expiring. Suddenly the sound of carriage wheels, muffled by the snow, was heard; the carriage stopped. Sure­ ly that was the opening of the street door; there were steps ascending the stairs. Yes, she could not be mistaken, they were the steps of her bey! The door of her room flow open and her son rushed in. " Mother, mother!" he cried, rtfajffoig Ms arm eagerly around her, "I came as soon as 1 could. And oh 1 mother, I have brought grandfather with me. See!" She looked past her son, scarcely be­ lieving her own eyes. 'Ther©, jpiMw- hind her boy, stood her father. She rose up in bed; siie held out her arms, "Father!" she sobbed, child !" And then they were locked in each other's arms, and both were in tears. "I can die in peace now,"she mur­ mured, after a wMle, as she clung to her father's breast, "since you have for­ given me. Yon wilt promise to take care of Thornton?" "Die!" cried the father, rising bolt apright and fairly lifting her from the bed, all the strength of his youth com­ ing back in that supreme moment " You shall not die. Yon are going home with us ; we have brought blankets, food, everything. The risk is not so great as remaining another night here ; physicians--the best--shall be called in. No, you shall not die ! You have not come home to die." Nor did she die. Our simple tale has already been too long in the tellia'g, or we might narrate how the sense of rest and peace that grew up in her now, the skillful care of the best phydit^ans, and the knowledge that her boy s future was assured, all combined to work a core that, otherwise, might have been re­ garded as almost miraculous. To-day there is no more beautiful woman of her years in that great city than Margaret She lives only for her father and her boy; they come, at least, before everything else. But she does not exclude herself entirely from society. To tl^e select and cultivated circle of which she is the center and chief ornament, she gives freely of her varied accomplishments and of her ex­ quisite charm of manner. But the memory of her dead husband is still green in her heart and ever will be ; and though men of high station and even world-wide celebrity would woo her, if she would, to be the light of their home, they know, one and all, that her first and last love lies buried in that lonely grave on the blue shores of the Riviera, to which, every year or two, she makes a pilgrimage. \ COAL-OIL JOHBHT. His Sadden Wealth and Return to Poverty. Scarcely a month passes without the A Fool and His dan. James Rowland, of Abbeyville county, S. C., a young man about twenty years of age, indulged in an experiment re­ cently wliich is likely to cost Mm his life. The facts are as follows: Young Rowland tried to draw a load out ef his shot-gun, but failed, and, heating an irou rod nine inohes in length and about three-quarters of an inch in diameter to a white heat, threw it into the barrel oi his gun and ran. The gun discharged itself, and the rod entered the young man's hip, passing almost entirely through on the other side. The rod was so hot that it could not be taken from the suffering victim for about five miij- ntes, and only then by the help of a pair of blacksmith's tongs. Rowland suffered untold agony, and was at the point of death at last accounts. THB dry goods clerks of Philadelphia have organized a secret society. The members gain admission to the meetings and recognize each other elsewhere by a cxmnfeK" sigN. as he is better known, '* Goal-Oil John­ ny." A correspondent of the New York writing from Oil Oity, Pa,, after correcting some false reports in circula­ tion about the oil prince, tells the true story of some of Ms freaks during his "almv days, M IWlows: •Jofony Steele was born near Rouse- ville, one of the mushroom towns of the oil region. His parentage is obscure, but he was adopted by a widow lady, a Mrs. McOlintock, and treated by her as if he was her son. The widow McOlin­ tock, as she was called by her neighbors, was the owner of a barren farm on Oil Greek, upon wMch, before the oil ex­ citement broke out, it was dim cult for the family to make a living. Johnny was made to work as soon as he became of sufficient size, and was employed in driving a team and doing odd jobs. When the oil excitement occurred the widow McOlintock's farm suddenly be­ came worth a small fortune. The old lady was close, however, and although Johnny was her only heir, she did not keep him in idleness nor alkn? him mush spending money. He became a team­ ster, hauling oil on the creek, and work­ ing for five dollars a day. Just as the McOlintock farm was at its Mghest val­ uation the widow died, and Johnny came into possession of the property. It was not a million, nor two millions, as has been erroneously reported. The whole amount did not exceed $300,000; but to a person who had been living by day labor that sum seemed to be inexhausti­ ble. Johnny at once began a career of dis­ sipation, which lasted nine months. In that time he spent his whole fortune with the exception of a small sum wMch he settled on Ms wife, after which he became a laborer once more. We need not wonder at this, since he had never been taught the value of money, and having lived on a couple of hundred dol­ lars a year, he thought his wealth had no end. He did not spend all Ms mon­ ey himself, however. His friends helped him largely, and it is estimated that he loaned to his companions on© hundred thousand dollars without takia® mj pa­ per to show for it, and none of Ibis mon­ ey was ever recovered. Many of his freaks during this period are amusing. One day while in Phila­ delphia, he ordered a carriage for a ride. A basket of wine and several boon com­ panions were taken along. The whole afternoon was spent in carousing, and at early twilight Ihe carnage was driven through Chestnut street, the legs of the occupants sticking through the windows,, where they had been placed to the detri­ ment of the glass. At another time while on a similar spree, Johnny and Ms companions cut the carriage cusMons to pieces, broke the door panels smashed the lamps and windows, and made a wreck of the entire afiur. When the party arrived at the hotel the livery man was angry. Johnny, with atone of im­ portance," asked what he valued his whole rig at The livery man said, "Two thousand dollars." Steele paM it, and turning to the driver gave the horses to him. Another freak, for wMch he paid 48,000, was running the Girard House, Philadelphia, for one day. He fancied the hotel clerk did not treat him, when he entered, with that respect- wMch wag due Mm, and he demanded to see the proprietor or manager. When that per­ sonage appeared Johnny announced his name, and wanted to know Ihe landlord's price for the use of his hotel one day. The answer was $8,000, which Johnny paid, and that day he threw the hotel open to everybody. Many of his sprees Johnny does not remember, for, as he says, it was a nine months' drunk. During this time his wife sued for and obtained a divorce. At'the end Johnny's money gave out, and he found himself a {>oor man again. He returned to 00 Creek, and worked at day labor for some time. Then he was assistant baggage master for the railroad at Rouseville, Ad afterward be­ coming reunited to his wife, he settled down on a farm in Venango oounty. From there he recently removed to the West, where he has obtained a small farm, and, as he Bays, is enjoying life more than in his days of wealth. Tremendous Storms In Europe* The London correspondent of fhe New York Herald telegraphs the fol­ lowing particulars of the recent terrible storms that swept met Europe : The present week has been the stormiest wMch has been experienced in England during the past hundred years. There have been terrible gales, storms and floods in England, Franco, Germany and Belgium. In London many barges were ionk in the Thames. On Sunday last a number of houses were unroofed and many per­ sons injured by the falling material A large portion of the country districts is under water. A remarkable accident occurred on Sunday. A telegraph wire was broken by the force of the wind, and in its re­ traction almost severed the head of an omnibus driver from his body. Your Berlin correspondent telegraphs that the gale extended over the whole of the west of Europe. It blew in circular form, from the north in France, and from the south in Belgium. In Cenaany the storm erased terrible inundations, house were unroofed, the steeples of churches blown down, tele­ graphs prostrated, and railroad tracks wasned away. In several places earthquake shocks were felt during the prevalence of thc> storm. The inundations consequent on the storm have injured the young crops, and a new sowing will be necessary in many places. Many persons in Berlin have been rendered homeless. Your Vienna correspondent telegraphs that in Bohemia and Hungary enormous tracts of country and above a hundred townsMps have been flooded during the twenty davs. In the neighborhood of Vienna the losses in house property, railways and agriculture amount to fl,- 250,000. In Hungary the total loss, as foreseen, will amount to 810,000,000, of wMch oulable. Whole villages have almost disappeared; others are in ruins. At Buaa-Pesth one hundred houses have already collapsed, and it is feared that whole blocks will fall. Within twenty-four days the Danube, wMch rose twenty-four feet above the low-water level, has only fallen eighteen inches. The action of the authorities is praise­ worthy. The actual loss of life in Hun­ gary and Austria is below forty, but many persons have died from exposure and illness. Fever is spreading and great distress prevails among the people along the river from Comorn to Sclavonia. "t. * That Shower of Flesh. ; «Wtotil Kentucky (remarks the CM§§Sgf> Times) shall have experienced a shower of porter-house steak and mushrooms, porK and apple sauce, sirloin and onions, saddles of venison, or something neat inexpensive and palatable she needn't boast That little rain of flesh she had the other day near Mount Sterling was, for phenomena, nothing extraordinary. Not to mention pitchforks, wMch every one has seen it rain, there have been many times and in divers places extraor­ dinary showers of one taing and another falling like gentle dew from Heaven and landing upon the just.and unjust without regard to race, color or previous con­ dition. We pass over the Biblical record of showers of manna for the nourish­ ment of the chosen people, stones for the annihilation of the hosts opposed to Joshua, and fire and brimstone for the destruction of Washington and Brook-- we mean Sodom and Gomorrah, and come to more modern instances ©f mete orological eccentricities. The Cincin­ nati Commercial has hunted up a oolumn and more of them. Prof. Smith, of Louisville, to whom specimens of the Kentucky product were exMbited, was of opinion that the mat­ ter^ was the dried spawn of the frog, wMch had been. taken up from ponds or swamps by strong currents of wind and, after having probably been carried a long distance^permitted to fall to the earth again. He cites a similar fall of fleshy substance in Ireland in 1675. The matter then deposited by the shower was glutinous, and, when exposed to fire, emitted an nnpleasaat odor. Flam- maricn gives a list of t-westy-one showers of blood which have been observed in Western Europe since the beginning of the present century. There have been reoords of such showers from the earliest times, and, during the middle age®, they were believed to be direct manifestations offthe divine displeasure : " In the spring and fall of that year there were unusutd atmospheric disturb­ ances throughout Europe, disastrous hurricanes, whirlwinds, tempests,, ex­ tending from the western ooast of France to Constantinople, and on the Atlantic there were cyclones of extraordinary magnifcnde and power. The wbMwinds and hurricanes were sufficiently power­ ful to take up stratams of soil, in sandy districts, together with such soft mm viscid substmaceB as might be found in swamps, lag>ooBSt stagnant pools, etc.* and carry them high in air, to be de­ posited somewhere, of course. And this deposit tool place in the south of France^ extending from Mount Cenis southward to the Mediterranean. The shower#' were, as has always been the case, popu­ larly called "showers of Mood, At Lyons .the substance was deposited in the shape of a reddish slime. A bat­ talion of soldiers oa the Swiss frontier had their uniforms bespattered and im­ pregnated with it At Valence the layer was so thick that the water-chutes and gutters had to be flushed to clean them.. One scientist calculated that in the de­ partment of Drome alone seven hundred and twenty tons of slimy reddish sub­ stance were deposited. Another ana­ lyzed it and found in it seventy-three organic substances, many of them pe­ culiar to South America. It had, as was afterward found out, taken the sub­ stance four days to travel from South America to the south of France, at the rate of ninety yards per second. An­ other remarkable shower, in 1862, fell in France, and Elirenberg fomnd in the substanoe deposited not less than forty- four organic form.s" These showers of blood descended, when the temperature was sufficiently low. in the shape of red snow, and many were the pious and superstitious deduc­ tions drawn from the phenomenon, which, if Ilie spirit of scientific inquiry had been awake, could have easily been irac-cd to natural causes. In Persia in 1824 and 1828 .there were showers of nutritious lichens, wMch fell to the depth of five or six feet and were eaten by cattle. Sulphur and lava have often descended, and there have been showers of toads, locusts and various inseetej, not to mention cats and dogs, and, after the formal', bootjacks and such jitpfli' fur­ nishings of a bed-chamber. firkr Pleasures. To Put a Siring into the Fire with­ out Burning It.--Twist your string around an egg-sheB, and it will not bum as long as the shell remains entire. •To Out an Apple into Quarter* uHth out Damaging the PeeL--Pass a string by means of a needle across the apple, wnioh is divided by pulling the two ends of the string, crossing under the peeL Operaie.iu tae aasae maimer on ths op­ posite side of the apple, se as^ te divide it into a second half, and, it will b© per­ fectly divided into quarters, although enveloped by the peel. To Pierce a Plank with the End of a Candle.--Load a gun with powder, and put in the end of a candle instead of a ball; fire against a plank of ordinary thickness, and you will find it irierced as with a leaden balL To Have a Shadow Danoe.--Hang a sheet across the doorway between two parlors ; put out all the lights excepting & candle in the rear mom, wMch place on the floor near the sheet; place a springy plank on two strong eMurs across the space* and if a jwrsonofjrfit weight dances on it the effect will be mmiW to a tight-rope dance. one-half falls on the agricultural inter Sixteen hundred thousand mum of arable land in Hungary are still in­ undated. loSS Qf Parties In France. A Paris paper reports that 8,678,000 Votes were given for the republic. 1,418,000 for the empire, and 1,394,000 votes represent the combined strength of the Bonrbon and Orleanist momraMes. About three and a half million abstained from voting. Of the vote given, the re­ publicans mot 433,000 more than a half, or a majority of 866,000 over both mon- k inert* j-mahm. MV the ampim GRANDMA AND JO. Oar grandmother doar nu mow-whtU kUr, ^ And she loves to alt in her easy chair; Aztd Jo lovea to climb ongndma1* lap. «tHng«of beranow-wbtte cop. aSU voice is broken and ||nr. And aweet are the worda she un to Jo. ever had any can : ~ Wa it down ont of sight someiifcin; isd Stw^«Mdoe"lB to S87 ber P*V«r A»a sit where the sanshi«e gilds her ha|j|̂ ' Z*?* W little Jo f -- As the shadows of evening come and go^ Bting BO n«*r to the heavenly ahon S Grandmother never weeps any an*. Xww.-'S ^ 5h,e ,sncles lo»t loved ones c&" 8weeUvoiced from chamber, parlor, or hall. ™ k?4 of s<Kae heavenly elwit IWs on grandmother's ear aauhe sits hfthaftHt. B»t she only Usees dear little Jo, " A®"1 ^Wspers, " Sooa, little i>wee«, we nhsll lulff**" 4 Charily Willie, Grandpa, and Jack, I am almost sure, child, are ooming baok." - Pith and Point* "w- t TH* flist chiropodist in Engtisfe hi»- tory Wllliam the Corn-curer. CUSTOMER--" What did you thinV of the bishop's sermon on Sunday, Mr. Wigsby t" Hairdresser--'* Wei], really, air, there was a gent a settin' in front o me as 'ad 'is 'air parted that crooked thirt I oouldn't 'ear a word 1"--Punch. THB following conversation took plaoii the other evening at a tea-table in Ban­ gor, Me.: Five-vear-old, to Ms mother --" Mother, can I have a cooky ?" "No, my son." "Mother, can I have a quar­ ter of a cooky?" "No, my son."; "Can I have a crumb of a cookyf" " No I" " Well, then, can I smell oi a cooky?" , A JUDOS in Monmouth oounty, N. Y., once cautioned an old negro who been acquitted not to be found in bad company again. " Much ('blige to yo', marsa," he replied, " I alius 'spect you ad wise; but de fact am, marsa, dat good company and bad company look somuoh alike dat dis niggah can't tell de differ­ ence until he get right in 'em!" AN old officer had lost an eye in the wars and supplied it with a gl«*« one, which he always took out when he went to bed. Being at an inn, he took out his eye and gave it to the simple wench in attendance, desiring her to lay it on the table. The maid afterward still waiting and staring, " What dost wait for?" said the office*. Qttly for & other eye, air." IIADY customer---181 Have you a nice • book all covered, with red leather, with goM letters on the back!" Shopkeeper --" Yes, madam ; we have De Quincey's works, three volumes, in Russia; or (Sen. Sherman's Memoirs, two volumes, , in calf. Lady customer--"I doifl want anything about Russia. Give ma tie books about the dear little calves; be­ side, it was made by a general." WHEN a Missourian was recently on trial for murder, he didn't say he was insane, but simply said: "If yer honor please, I am guilty. I killed the miux • bemuse he took my gal from me. She was about the only thing I had, an' I didn't want to. live after she went, an' I didn't want Mm to live neither. An' I should b© obleeged to yer honor if you would hang me as soon as possible." WOMSH AS MOTHKBS. Women know Tfee way to rear np ohlldren (to b® jnot|'|, f They know a simple, merry, tender kn&lit Ot tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, And stniffidg pretty words that make no sei And hissing fall sense into empty words; Which things are corals to cut life upon 1 Although such trifles, children learn by an love's holiest earnet-t is s pretty play! And gel not over-early solemnized-- ' r Bnt Beelagr, as in a rose-bush., love's divine, Wliich tarna and hurts not--not a single bloom-- Baoorno aware sad unfratd of love. 8acli good do mothers. Fathers love as well-- ' Mine didt X know--but still with heavier brains, And wills more consciously responsible, And not as wisely, wlnco lens foolishly; So mothers have God's license to be missed. A WIDOW lady living on Baeroase street was highly delighted when a wood-yard wagon drove up and half a cord of stove wood wias thrown into her yard. She had given no order, had no money to buy wood with, and running into a neighbor's she exclaimed : " See how my dream came to pass I Last night I dreamed that some one had brought me a load of wood; and be­ hold! it is here!" Congratulations were tendered and several people ware feeling good when the wagon came back for the woods it having been thrown off at the wrong plnco. and as the bdy pitchcd it out ol the yard hie denxeanot wasn't at all dreamy. ' Free Press. SOME years ago a certain Detreitsr settled a debt by {giving his note of hand. The holder tried for two years to collect it, and then filed it away. The other day he had an opportunity to work it off on an innocent party, and shortly after so doing he encountered the mateftr of the note and said : " Now you'll have to come to time! I've sold that note of vours!" " You don't say sot" "Yes, I have; got it off on a man for seven dollars." "See here, Tom," raid the debtor in a pleading voice, " if yon got seven dollars for that forty-dollar note.against me, and you won't give trie at least two dollars, I'll never do awrfyi1 favor for you in my life!"--Free Press. A Sentimental tioose. The Chattanooga (Tenn.) Times tells a rather ouu story about an aff<wtinn»^ goose in that vicinity : On a farm near this city is a goose that lately lost its mate. It mourned sincerely for several day a; refusing vesy properly any attention from other gooses. But goostic faithfulness could not survive human nhninw Goosey became enamored of a w»w who his charge of fowl and brute. Thrown in his company constantly at feeding time, she always welcomed him with affection­ ate greetings, and followed him until the gate shut Mm from her sight. En­ couraged by his friendly office,, her es­ teem deepened into love, and now no other companionsMp satisfies her for "it moment. Long before delight she commences calling for him, and she will take no food except from his hand, flhe follows Mm day by day, round aod round the field, while he is plowing, ana tiie Mghest farm fence cannot stop hor. When he comes to town she can only be left behind by being shut' up in liar house, and then she keeps up a contin- uaf oalling until he returns. True to tlis romantic character in love stories, sin is drooping -- slowly fading* from earth. Her constant exertiona to be near her charmer are slowly bat eazelv lotting k*. } T:- " -i-. I r - , f . j.#> < : .1