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NORMAN OUNNISON It was a strange name for the girl ; and yet there was something about her that, even at first sight, made it seem very ap propriate. No one had ever thought of calling her anything else, and in the little coast fishing village that she called her home few ever remembered that her name was Kitty. Far out in the offing the sea was tinged with a mellow light, and just in the sun's wake a schooner was tacking to make in for the land. Kitten stood watching it with a puzzled expression. A fisherman's daughter, you would have said at once ; but the coarse material in which she was clad was draped gracefully to her slender form, and the exquisite pose of the little figure told of an inbred refinement seldom found save in gentle blood. No ordinary fisher•girl, you would have thought, for the delicate band which shaded her brown eyes was white and dimpled, and the golden shadow of her hair overhung a broad brow which betokened intellect. Red lips, and teeth which irresistibly reminded one of orient pearls set in ruby, cheeks in which the blood of sixteen flushed through the slight, delicate brown given by her out-of-door life, made up the tont ensemble of Kitten Leigh, standing there in the warm Sep tember sunshine, watching from the bluff the white sail of her lover, as it tacked in for the laud. Kitten was a child of the coast; the storms which howled round her father's neat, white cottage had rocked her cradle; the sea had been her companion from her earliest years; and here Albert Fielding had found her. In the progress of the times many of the little fishing-hamlets within a few miles of the great city had sprung from their insignificance into popu lar watering places. Longville had shared the common lot, and from the bluff which overhung the village and looked out upon the Atlantic, au immense hotel structure, with its great, staring eyes of windows, glared down upon it. Some of the inhabitants had forsaken the old ways, and turning their little homes into summer cottages, dropped the hook and line and became fishers of men. Philip Leigh still stuck to the boat, and persisted in gathering his crop from the great field which the Lord had placed before his door, whjreiu no man sows, and tho harvest is free to all. So, when the landlord of the grand hotel, who was a friend and customer of Philip's, after filling his house, and overflowing the surplus into the surrounding cottages, fbund that he still lacked room, and re quested Philip to take into his home an invalid for whom there was no place ; it was only after a struggle that the request was complied with, and Albert Fielding, the son of a Fifth avenue millionaire, be came domesticated under the same roof with Kitten Leigh. An invalid, and in a degree dependent upon others for the lit tle attentions which are so easily dispensed with in health, this man of tvienty-three, with his features almost effeminate from his long sickness, his large, black, melan choly eyes, his delicately-shaded upper lip, and just that tone of color which is hardly pallor,and is so attractive, easily won upon the sympathies of a fisherman's petted, only child, and sympathy, closely allied to affection, soon grew to love. The heart of a young man is susceptible; and even Fifth-avenue, with its aristocratic Mrs. Grundies, is not always proof against the assaults of the blind god. Albert Fielding yielded at discretion, and, long before the time when he could stroll on the beach alone, he had told Kitten the old, old-tale, which has remained new since its first utterance in the Garden. As the flush of health came back into his face, and the tonic of the sea-air invigorated a frame weakened by the ravages of fever, Albert's affection for his little nurse grew stronger. His father's yatch was sent round from New York, and together they sailed or walked, rode and fished. Sometimes they would hunt the beach fir hours for curious shells, which Kitten curled away in a corner of the little sitting room, and thus cuddled, looking more like a kitten than ever—would work into baskets or boxes, or form some quaint articles of virtue. Albert Fielding was not a young man who cared to look the morrow squarely in the face; it was enough for him that he lived and loved; beyond this there was nothing. Watching Kitten in the soft shades of the Summer light, with the warm blush coming and going. and love transfiguring her features, he cared not to ask where it would end. Poor little Kitten ! innocent as her namesake; it was all a dream to her—a beautiful un reality from which she might awake at any moment; but hers was a sunny nature which would enjoy until the clouds came. So the warm days of July faded, and with August a gay party came from the city; Albert's mother and sisters, and with them a Juno like. beauty, to whom in time past, he had been somewhat attentive. Julia ' Howard possessed that rare, tropical beauty, which is not often found in our cold north ern climate, but when it occurs is of the most pronounced type. Tall, well de veloped, with a voluptuous contour, Gre cian features, midnight eyes, and a low forehead on which fell the shadow ofpurple black hair, she held in her person an in describable charm which repelled while it attracted. From the time of their coming everything was changed. Albert did not desert his little love, but it was natural that he•should be much at the hotel, and Kitten could not just yet expect to be ac knowledged before the world. The hops at the Cliff House her wardrobe would hardly allow her to attend, and the yacht was so often filled with a merry party, that he seldom sailed with her now. She was a trusting little thing, and would have put far away from her any thought of jealousy ; but once, when she met him with the dark beauty leaning closely on his arm, and talking in that low, confiding manner peculiar to lovers, he gave her a careless, indifferent nod, and little Kitten went home and sobbed herself to sleep. Some how she felt that he was drifting away from her, and on this afternoon in the early September in which we had met her she had gone to the bluff hoping to meet him and have a final understanding. Un sophisticated as Kitten was, she was far from being illiterate. Underlying her girlishness, she had a deep, determined character, fully formed as character often is in our New England girls, even at six , teen. Her modesty shrank from question ing him ; but she knew it was right that she should at once have an understanding ; and knowing that, with her meant all.— CV R 14 4 - 0 0 -ft I te I 0 I St. CD rr HUNTINGDON, PA , FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 1877 Just here Kitten failed in one thing; she had seen so little of the world that she could not understand the difference be tween them in social position ; she had read Tennyson, and knew and felt that Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood. Knowing this was enough for her, and she had never thought that between them there could be in the eyes of the world any inequality. The boat tacked, stood out to sea; tacked, stood for the land again, and, lowering away her sails, fetched in past the end of the wharf. A light-robed form rose in the stern sheets, and, as Kitten started to descend the bluff. Albert sprang up the path, and, grasping her arm, said in an excited manner : "Go home, Kitten dear ; don't make a scene. I will come to you this evening." And Kitten, heart sick, turned away. In the evening Albert made his appear ance at the cottage, and to all inquiries would only answer that Kitten was his own foolish little puss; there was no cause for jealousy ; Julia was a very old friend, and he could not be expected to slight her and his sisters. Kitten, however, was firm, and insisted teat an understanding should be had at once ; that she must be acknowl edged before his friends, or their engage. ment be broken off. Albert was astonished at the development of this new trait; he had looked upon Kitten as a mere child, and had expected from her nothing save an indecision which he could easily con trol. It was very pleasant to love and be loved, to have the dear little form nestled closely to him during the tong walks or sails; but this new state of affairs com plicated matters for him. He was not a bad young man, and had never had an im pure thought toward Kitty; he had simply drifted without a thought whither, and, now, that he was called upon to decide, he found himself seriously involved. There was more in his affair with Julia Howard than he cared to have known. When h was with her she held over him a subtle influence which she seemed to exercise at will over all around her, and led him whithersoever she wish( d. Besides, she was an heiress, and it was the darling wish of his parents that marriage should be consummated between them. This, of course, had its influence upon the young man. On the other band, he knew that he loved Kitten, and would gladly have made her his wife; but he was dependent upon his father. If he married against his will, that source of supply would be cut off—and how were they to live without money ? A plain, practical, common sense view, no doubt, it was for a young man in lore to take; but he had known of cases where a misalliance had been followed by poverty and separation, and be was hardly ready to face the one or risk the other. At a late hour Albert left the cottage for the hotel, with nothing definite between them save that the engagement should be confided to his mother, and then they would await events; but as he turned to bid her good-night, the lips which in the past bad been so shyly upheld to him were turned aside. and kissing Kitten's cheek, he felt that between them a shadow had indeed fallen. Alas for the fickleness of man ! The days rolled on, and Julia Howard wove her net more closely about him. Day after day he said to his heart : "On the morrow all shall be known, and dear little Kitty shall be satisfied. Sweet little heart of gold, what is all the world without her ?" Still he waited, and at the end of Sep tember his party was ready to return to the city, and no word had been spoken.-- On the evening prior to taking his leave of Laugville, Albert walked over to the cottage, but Kitten was not at home, and the old fisherman was gruff and gave him short answers. He was obliged to leave without the opportunity of making an ex planation, which might, perhaps, havn made everything right. As it was, he felt that he had been purposely avoided., and although he could not help knowing that she was right a feeling of unjust bitterness arose within Lim, and tried to assure himself that it was not his fault. So he returned to the city, and the fall season opened, with its endless round of operas, balls and parties. Several times he wrote to his little love, and she, acknowledging his letters, told him that they must be all or nothing to each other. Julia Howard lost no opportunity of strengthening the eliain she had gradually drawn around him, and one day in the early winter, when Kitten was engaged in dressing the little village church for Christmas, and had taken a spray of holly, which some kind Mend bad forwarded from abroad, from the newspaper wrappings in which it had come, she glanced down to read the following : "On Dit.—lt is rumored in fashionable circles that an engagement is on the tapis between Albert Fielding, Esq., son of the well known Fifth Avenue merchant prince, and Miss Julia Howard, the fascinating daughter of the late William Howard, Esq. It is understood that the wedding will come off at Grace Church on the fifteenth of January, and the happy pair are to sail at once for Europe, to pass the bridal year in travel. The bride's elegant trousseau has been ordered from Madame Delamair, of Paris, and is to be of the most expensive kind. She brings the bride-groom a cool million." Kitten did not cry or faint. She was a brave little soul, but she dropped the holly, went to her home, and locked her door, took one by one the little mementoes he had given her, and dropped them into the fire, all save one, a curling luck of hair which he had clipped playfully from his forehead on the day when he told his of fcction, and had given to her, saying : "As long as you keep this, you will hold my heart." Somehow, she could not destroy his hair, and fcldiug it up, laid it carefully away, as we lay away the garments of the dead. That night there came a long letter for Kitty Leigh. It was the letter of a weak man, betraying the trust of an affectionate heart. In it he told her all, he begged her not to despise him for his weakness, told her how he had drifted 'into this en• gagement almost without being aware of it, and ended by bewailing the unhappy fate of both, and declaring that his love for her would remain unehilled to the hour of his death. And Kitten ? Well ! Why is it that contempt for the weakness of au inferior man seldom overthrows a young girl's idol'? That night her pillow was wet with tears, but the next day the mail carried to Albert Fielding a note in a pitiful, little school-girl hand : MR.FIELDING : Another woman has a claim upon you ; your aro nothing to me. KITTY LEIGH. And that was all ! No, not all. For in a quiet little cottage on the Atlantic coast there was a white face, day after day, dumbly trying to conceal the helpless misery of the heart which beat in the girlish bosom beneath. "Love's young dream," you would carelessly say. Perhaps. Do you know what love's young dream is to a heart which knows love, other than that of a father and mother, fur the, first time ? Do you realize that it is the morn ing -dew upon the flower, the . sparkle of the sun upon the wave ? That it nourishes the plant, warms the depths below, and, to a receptive nature, is life itself ? -Destroy that dew, take away that sparkle, and the beauty of life has forever faded. The flower may still live, but there is no bright ness to its hues, the wave may roll on, but its light has departed. So with our dear little Kitten ; the girlish vivacity was gone. The golden brown curls, which in the summer had rippled 'their unruly waves above her forehead. were tucked away, and life for her took on its sober tints. Alas ! how easily things go wrong— A ward too much or a sigh too long, And there comes a change and a blinding rain And life is never the same again. The days passed, and Albert was mar ried and took his wife to Europe. There he found for what an empty, hollow-heart ed coquette he had given up his flower of the sea-coast. From the beginning there had been but little love between them ; on his part, a strange, unhealthy fascination ; on hers, a vain woman's determination to win. In Venice she plunged into dissipa tion with that abandon to which some American women give themselves up in foreign lands. All his remonstrances were in vain. At ball after ball, rout after rout, she danced and flirted with the gay Euro pearl roues who infest the "City of the Sea!' A demon seemed to possess her ; and when, in less than six months after her marriage, she disappeared with a Rus sian ,noble, despite of the dishonor, it was almoSt a relief to him. Her career was short. Albert traced her up, and followed her to St. Petersburg, where, in a little over two months from her flight, she was found one morning dead in her bed—pois oned by a jealous rival—and he was once more a free wan- And now his love for Kitten, which had never ceased, revived witl,ten fold force; and he resolved at once to return to America, lay himself, with, all his faults, at her feet, and trust to her love and mercy for forgiveness. The tenth of December found him on board of the good ship Harrold, steaming slowly out of Liverpool, with his face turned to his native land, and his heart beating high with hope. During the entire summer, Kitten had acted strangely, and Philip Leigh often wondered what had come over his little woman, as he called her. She had always been fond of the sea, but now she would spend whole days on its waters rowing and sailing; and sometimes, in the stormiest weather, when the win 3 was blowing dead on shore, and few even of the hardy fish ermen cared to be out, she would send with skillful strokes her father's light whale-boat dashing through the surf which broke on the outer bar, and land with a wierd light in her eyes, till at last it was whispered among the fisher folks that Kit ten Leigh was out of her mind. She seem• ed to hear a voice calling to her from the waters, and prophetic tones told her that some day all this training would come into use. Late in the fall the Postmaster of the village handed Philip Leigh a thick envel ope, bearing a foreign stamp, and address ed to "Miss Kitty Leigh." When it was handed to her she turned pale for a mo ment at sight of the familiar hand writing, and then. locking herself in her room, re mained there for hours. When she came forth she knew all. Albert still loved her, was a free man, was coming home, "Could she forgive him ?" "Many waters cannot quench love," and Kitten felt this. Still how could she forgive him ? He could nev er be the same to her again, but she would see him—only see him once, and then good. bye forever. 0 woman ! so strong in purpose, so weak in matters where the heart is concerned ! As the holidays drew near, and another letter came, telling her that he was about to sail, she grew still more restless, and, though the winter was wild upon the coast, her light boat might often be seen riding the waves like a stormy petral. At last the day before Christmas had arrived; his vessel must soon be in. Every craft that passed up to the city was obliged to go through the channel close to which stood Point Langville light; perhaps she should see his ship as it came in. As the time drew near, her heart had softened toward him. She was again helping to trim the little church, through whose windows she every now and then looked out upon the sea. Perhaps on the morrow he would sit there in the little church with her ; per haps in time she might even forgive him —who could tell ? It was the Christmas time, and Christmas influences were with her; perhaps chime bells might ring in her heart. All day, black, heavy clouds had driven their masses into the northwest, the vessels in sight were all bearing up to make a port, and the fishermen shook their heads ominously to each other, and foretold a wild night. Toward sundown Kitten Leigh, whose sharp eyes had been watch ing almost incessantly, saw far off on the horizon the long line of smoke which al most invariably tells the coming of an At lantic steamer, burning soft English coal. Leaving her Work, she at once went to the bluff, where a knot, of men had already gathered to see the ship pass. An hour elapsed and she was well in, her machinery evidently in the best of order, and, though she was laboring heavily, there was no danger but that she would easily round the point and pass up to the city in safety. The darkness had fallen by this time, and the wind, increased to a tempest, blew over the bluff, threatening to carry everything before it. "You had better go home, Kitty," said Phil:p Leigh, taking her kindly by the arm. "Yon can do no good here, and the steamer is safe enough, at any rate." But just then there tame a flash a boom, and there, not two miles away, with blue lights burning from her decks lay the steamer, helplessY drifting straight in for the rocks of Dead Man's Ledge. "My God !" exclaimed one of the fish ermen, who was an old packet sailor, "she has broken her main shaft!! See ! they are getting her canvas on to her. There goes her foresail out of the bolt ropes. It is no use, you couldn't set a pocket handkerchief in this wind ! There goes her main and foretopmast staysails to the leeward ! She is doomed !" "Ready with the life-boat !" was the cry, for Langrille was a life-saving sta tion. The boat was run out of the house, but not a man offered to get into her, it was of no use, the boat would not live five min utes. The waves dashed heavily upon the shore, their white jaws seemed ready to devour the rocks, their phosphorescent gleam lit up the white faces of the men upon the beach, and Kitten, standing there, drench ed by the spray, looking into them, saw that there was no hope. In that moment a wild resolve entered into her soul. She knew now what all her training had been for, she was no longer a young girl—an undeveloped woman, she was a heorine, with the soul of one of the old Vikings in her slight form, she would save him or die with him. Swiftly the doomed ship drift ed in, she was within a mile of the shore, and the rocks of the Dead Man's Reef were but half that distance from her. Boom ! boom ! came the crash of the minute guns, sounding her death-knell. Suddenly there was a hush, such as sometimes precedes a violent convulsion of nature, when all the stilled elements waited in awed silence,and then, over deck, mast and spar, flashed a lurid light, streaming out into darkness, and lighting up the whole scene till it was bright as day. My God! the ship was on fire ! Men and women could be seen leaping from the quick death of the flames to the slower suf focation of the waves, which beat madly against her, and seemed struggling to .. de. strop the devouring elements which was reeding upon the light inflammable cargo. Still she drifted on and on—a firey demon, bearing her burden to a double death. And now she strikes—a crash as though the heavens and earth had met ! she keels over, she parts, the shrieks of her helpless passengers ring out on the storm ! The bow still remains fast wedged upon the rocks, but the stern drifts over and with all the passengers, save one, sinks like lead on the other side. The one pas senger is seen by the light of the fire; clinging to the forechains, with his long black hair blown out upon the night, and his white faoe turned to the shore. It needs no glass to tell Kitten Leigh who that man is. And now her time has come. She springs from her father's side before she can be stopped, no other human being must risk lite for him, she must save him, or they must perish together. The light of inspiration is upon her face, she reaches the whaleboat, which is safely moored in a sheltered little boat harbor close by, with one stroke of the boat knife she cuts the moorings, she ships the oars, and pulls boldly out to sea. _ _ _ "God in heaven !" exclaimed the terri fied men, "she will be lost ! Ten men could tact pull that boat to the win'ard, in such a sea ! she will swamp the moment she leaves the point." Philip Leigh has rushed down to the water, and with strong men holding him on either side, is straggling to throw him self in and follow his child. Now the boat is high on the ()fest of a mountain wave, a white speck relieved on its blackness, now it descends into the depths, now it rise's, sinks, it is gone I it is gone ! See, it rises again, with the foam breaking and curling around it, and all the time it is working steadily out to the wreck. Wonderful No human hand holds the oars, something more than human skill guides it on, stout men hold their breath as it comes up un der the lee of the wreck; he sees her ; Philip ! Kitten ! it is the heart-yearning outcry of two souls that shall never more be parted. The watchers on the shore see him drop into the boat, he has taken the oars from her exhausted hands : but the tide has turned, it is running rapidly out, and the sea every moment threatens to overwhelm them. A wave strikes the boat and nearly broaches her too ; anoth er, he pulls manfully at the oars ; another strikes her, she rolls nearly keel out of water; another, he drops the oars, rises, catches Kitten in his arms, looks calmly into eyes which already see clearly through the shadow beyond, and up through the Christmas night those two souls went home together. Down on the beach, by the dim light of morning, they found them with a smile on each facie. In death they were not divi ded. Who shall say it was not better so ? tittt isteltany. Business Punctuality. It is astonishing how many people are unpunctual. Thousands have failed in life from this Cause alone. It is not only a serious vice in itself, but the fruitful parent of numerous other vices, so that he who becomes its victim is soon involved in toils from which it is almost impossible to escape. It makes the merchant wasteful of time, saps the business reputation of the lawyer, and injures the prospects of me chanics who might otherwise rise to for tune ; in a word, there is not a profession nor station in life which is not liable to the canker of this destructive habit. Many of Napoleon's great victories were won by infusing into his subordinates the necessity of punctually to the minige. It was his plan to manoeuvre over largpaces of country, to render the enemy uncent,,ain where he was about to strike, and theL suddenly concentrate, his forces and fall with irresistible force upon some weak point of the extended lines Gf the foe. Execution of this iystem demanded that each division of the army should arrive at a specified spot, punctually, for ." any part failed to come up, the betie was lost. It was by irritating this plan that the allies finally succeeded in overthrowing the Emperor. The whole Waterloo cam paign turned upon these tactics. At Mt. St. Jean, Blucher was punctual, while Grouchy was not, and the result was, Na poleon fell and Wellington triumphed. In mercantile affairs punctuality is quite as important as in military. Many are the instances in which neglect to renew an insurance policy, punctually, has lerl to serious loss. Hundreds of city merchants and manufacturers and publishers arc now suffering in consequence of want of punc tuality among their country customers in paying up accounts. It is sound policy which moves the banks to insist. under penalty of protest, upon the punctual pay ment of notes ; for where they to do other wise, commercial transactions would fall into inextricable confusion. Many a time has the failure of one man to me.-.t obliga Lions bronght about the ruin of a score of others, just as the toppling down of the first in a line of bricks causes the tall of all the rest. Who are Blessed. The man who minds his own business ; the woman who never says to her husband : "I told you so;" the man who can sew on his buttons when the baby is crying; the mother-in-law who never reminds you that you married above your station ; the old maid that don't hate old people and child ren ; the old bachelor that don't hate cats and pincushions; the married people that don't wish they were single ; the single pple that are content to remain so; the husband who never says that his mother's pies were better than his wife's are. Hard Timcs at Home. These are hard times now at home, Ben, Our father seems cast down, And mother has to patch and darn And wear her faded gown. We oftentimes go hungry, Ben, The little ones as well, And what the end of it will be The wisest cannot tell. We're the eldest of the flock, Ben, Two brawny lads and strong, And we've been idling round the place And doing naught so long. We are taking the broad from babes, Ben, I say it to our shame, And making sad the latter days Of granny, old and lame. Let us strike out for oursejves, Ben, And fall in lovo with work ; We may not like it well at first, But then we musn't shirk. True, we'll have to give up play, lien. Our nutting raids and fun, But that's no more, for duty's sake, Than many a lad has done. There'll be better times at home, Ben, The hearth will glow more bright, The little ones be better fed When we can add our mite. And father_ too, will look up, Ben, And mother's heart be glad ; Then let us strike uut for ourselves, You'll ne'er be sorry, lsd. Cast Out. The Philadelphia Xorth nterican says: Here are faint photographs of some of these men as seen along the line of the Boston and Albany railroad, whose hearts might have been climbed by love, patience and kindness. 'Tis nightfall; along the railroad track, near a small stream of water, fifteen to twenty men are lying on the ground without any covering, asleep; old boots, shoes and dirty, hard stockings are scattered around, and several bare, blister- 1 ed feet are visible; when aroused, they answer any questions willingly, and thel tales narrated would freeze the life from out young hearts, which language fails to portray. A man is seated on the top of al flat rock. He has some pieces of what appears to be a letter in his hands. The paper is rotten from age and from being carried in his pocket.. The almost illegi ble lines were written by a tender-hearted mother, now dead, and the poor outcast is trying to read her last words to him. He repeats thefitory of a mother's love—how, when he lay a boy in her lap, and her hand on his head, she told him of the boy hood of good men,-and made him promise, when he would become a man, that he would remember her counsel and follow their example. But when he came to the great city he began to drink with reveling companions, and no one ever gave him a kind word afterward ; and the stricken wreck in agony of soul burst into tears, and refused to be comforted or receive any aid. Another has seen better days ; he was once a happy husband and father. his wife went down to the grave uncom plaining, and soon a sweat g olden-haired little girl lay at her eide. lie feels Been sed—in one sense a murderer; he is fifty four years old and friendless. Rnm has been his ruin. When found he was eat ing corn from an empty car, where some kernels had been left scattered on the floor. The next in review is a man who had for merly been employed in the Freedman's bureau; he has a wile and four children. Ile has been to New York to obtain em ployment, has failed, and is returning to his family in Maine. He states that he had lived in Washington and bad enter tained Representatives and Senators at his home. He is a Freemason, well posted, and had been a member of Dr. Storrs' church, Brooklyn, N. Y. He is an object of pity. He said he had washed his shirt on Sunday. Ho was furnished with a lunch, and he purposed canine' ' on Rev. Dr. Webb. A man was found in a very weak condition ; he had not strength enough to g e into the woods, and asked for food; h e had walked from Providence to Worcester and thence to Boston, and did not seem to care for life. The Boston and Albany railroad detective from whom these items have been obtained has, from observation and long experience, an insight into the character of this class, and in the 300 whom he has interviewed in the past few weeks he considers that the men spoke truthfully, and in most cases would rejoice in finding labor, many of them having learned trades. Hold On Boys. (Told on to your tongue, when you flit just ready to swear, lie or speak harshly, or to use an improper word. Hold on to your h7-Id when you are about to pinch, strike, catch, steal, or do any improper let. Hold on tc, your fee` when you are on the point of kic..ing, running away from study, or pursuing the path of error, shame or crime. Hold on to tour te - aper wuen you are angry, excited or imposed upon, or others are angry with you. Hold on to your heart when evil associ ates seek your company, and invite you to join in the;• gatuPß, mirth and revelry. Hold on to your goof name at all times, for it is of more value than gold, high po sition o_ fashionable attire. Hol•= on to truth, for it will serve you well, and do you through all time. Hold on to virtue; it is above all price to you, under the circumstances. Hold on to your good character, fur it is, and ever will he, your best wealth. Growth of Human Hair After Death. Medical Record, Dr. Caldwell, of lowa, states that in 1862 he was present at the exhumation of a body which had been buried two years before. The coffin had sprung open at the joints, and the hair protruded through te openings.. On opening the coffin the ha;- of the head was found to measure eighteen inches, the whiskers eight inches and ~ he hair on the breast five or six inches. The man had been shaved before being buried. In 187-1, a similar circumstance occurred in Mercer county, Pa. In dig ging a grave, the workmen came upon the skeleton of a man that had been buried ten years. The hair was as firm as during life, and had grown to a length of ten or eleven inches Stand by Your Friends. Stand by your friends, let come what may, is a good motto. If you don't stand by them you needn't expect them to stand by you. So whether they be friends of high or low degree, in affluence or poverty, stick to them and don't stop to inquire whether it will pay or whether it will be popular. Whenever you prove traitor and desert those who have stood up for you and helped your battles you will find your self without any one to congratulate you upon your achievements, or comfort you in an evil hour when misfortunes come thick and fast.—S,T(q) Book Industrial Items. The rolling mill at Tamaqua was. at last report, running day and night. The Phoenixville Iron Works, Phconix vine, have been running double turn recently. The Catasanqua Rolling Mill resumed operations on Thursday morning, August 30th. J. Wood & Co.'s sheet mill, at Consho hocken, which was shut down eirly iu July, is again in operation. A slate manufactory is in operation at Lock Haven. A large order for California was filled last week. It is reported that the various abops at Patterson N. J., have received orders to build fifty-six locomotives. All the mills of the Allentown Roiling Mill Company are at present running with a full completement of hands. Sunday operations at the Albany and Rensselaer Iron. and Steel Works, New York, have been suspended indefinitely. The Gaylord Roiling Mill Company, at Portsmouth, Ohio, is filling an order for 400 tons of hoop iron for bailing cotton. Reese, Graff et Woods, Pittsburgh, are manning night and day on an order for bridge iron from the American Bridge Company, to be used in replacing the Omaha bridge. The Branch shops of the Cleveland Rolling Mill Company, situated on Wat son street Started up again some days ago. Two hundred and sixty men are employed, and the works are running full. The Marquette and Pacific Rolling Mill Furnace, Marquette, Mich , which has been banked up for several weeks, will resume as soon as coal and coke—which have been delayed by stormy weather— arrive from Cleveland. Mr. Wilcox, of Wilcox, Shinkle Si. Mil ler, and Mr Henry King, both of Pitts burgh, have purchased the Alliance (Ohio) Rolling Mill, paying therefore $9,200. The mill war built only a few years ago at a cost, it is said, of $214,000. Hard Work and Perseverance. Boys want to be rich, great a good, without working. They think that learn ed, wealthy and influential men are very fortunate, that they have easily slipped in to their respective spheres. They scarcely ever think that by hard work and dint of perseverance most of these men have risen to their present positions. Idlers never rise in the world, God did not make man to be useless and live at ease and reap without sowing. When farmers can sow and reap the same day, and trees blossom and yield fruit on the same d.ty, Lod not until then, can boys hope to l►ecome men of marked influence and acquisition with. out working for it. A splendid carriage rolls along the street. Boys look at it. and say to themselves. He's a fortunate man; what an easy time he has ! Some day we may have a wind fall and not be obliged to work for a liv ing." They scarcely dream that the occu pant of that costly vehicle was probably once a poor boy, who worked hard many years, winning the confidence of all, by his industry, integrity and noble bearing. Had he been as idle and lazy as many boys are, he would not have owned the carriage or have been a millionaire. Many year» of careful toil, struggling to overcome °bata. cies, practicing the most rigid economy, bravely holding out against great discoar agements, is the secret of his peat suc cess. Daniel Webster could make a great speech. Boys heard him and said, "What a gin ! How fortunate he is to possess such talents !" The thought hardly entered their heads that hard work enabled him to do' it. The first time he undertook to declaim in a school nx)En he broke down. But persevering industry overcame all ob stacles. By hard study, year after year, and equally diligent practice,, he became the distinguished orator. Take away a quarter of a century from his life, in which he carefully qualified himself for his noble profession, having no idle hours, and no "bed of down," and the world would not have known Daniel Webster. Boys should not forget this. He could make a great speech because he worked for it. Boys, it is a good rule in this world that noth'ng valuable can be had without work ing for it. And that the time to begin wor_ is now. What Ailed Him. One if our dry goods clerks called around to see his girl - the other evening. She observed that he appeared very restless, and as he had been paying her pretty sharp attentik,n she sniffed a proposal. She de termined to assist the young man. "George, dear," she said, in a sweet voice, "what's the matter with you this evening t" "There ain't nothing the matter," re marked George, twisting uneasily in his chair. "I think there is," she said, with great interest. Oh no, there aint," returned George ; "what makes you think so ?" "You appear so restless," she explained : "you act as if there was something on your wind." "It ain't on my mind," observed George; "it's—" and then he suddenly caught nd stopped . "What is it—where is it, dear?" en treated the young miss; "won't you tell your darling ?" "It's on my back," blurted George, with an effort. '•On your back ?" repeated the yuung miss, in astonishment. "Yes," said George, desperately ; "it's a porous plaster, and it itches so I can't keep still." The young lady fainted. CRIMPING HAIR.—To make the hair stay in crimp take five cents' worth of gum arabic and add to it just enough boiling water to dissolve it. When dissolved, add enough alchohol to make it rather thin. Let this stand all night and then bottle it to prevent the alcohol from evaporaliag. This put on the hair at night after it is alone up in a paper or pins will make it stay is crimp the hottest day, and is perfectly harmless. WHEN all is over, and our feet will run no more, and our hands are helpless, and we have scarcely strength to murmur a last prayer, then we shall see that, instead of needing a larger field, we have left un filled many corners of our acre, and that none of it is fit for the Master's eye were it not for the softening shadows of the Cross. . NO. 37.
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