-.-I t- . l' ..A .' . ..At.... A . . s:--"- Jii AT- ATT .r . . . a F. SCHWEIER, -t : ji -. -.. THX C053TIT-flOK IH1 CHIOJf AKD THB ENFORCEMENT 07 THI LAWS. - . a. Editor and Proprietor VOL. XXX. MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY, -PEyXA..-OCTOBER -1876. ftm NO. 42. . 1 RHTMl 0? Q5t - Van aleep upon yoar mother's bra Yonr nee begun, A welcome, long a w iahed-for-gaeet, W hoe age is One. A tbj-hc. too wonder why Ton omnoot ran ; Ton by to talk how hard yon try ! . You're only One. Kre long yoa won't be roeh a douce ; You'd eat your ban. And fly yoar kite, like folk who once Were only One. Yoall rhyme and woo. and fight, and Joke, Perhape you'll pan ; Such feate are neTer done by folk Before they're One. Some day, too, yoa may hare your Joy, And envy none ; Yea, you, yourself, may own a boy A Who iau't One. He'll dance, and laugh and crow, hell do Aa yoa have done ; (Yoa crown a happy home, tho yon Are only One.) But when be'a grown ah all yoa be here To ehare hie fua. And talk of daye when be (the dear) Wu hardly One ? Dear child, tie yoar poor lot to be My little eon ; I'm glad, though I am old. yoa see, While yoa are one. Frederick Locker, in Cornhill Jfaouune. Wild Rose of Cape Cod. Nearly all the rosea In Massachusetts are bora in June, but Wild, the little daughter of Captain John Rose, was born in December, and on Cape Cod, too. Ab, what a struggle it is to live at all on Cape Cod in December ! Tou have only a narrow strip of sand to cling to. and the Atlantic ocean (even when it is not in a great rage) clutches awaj with one single wave of its watery hand an acre or two ot sand, while the cold wa ters of Cape Cod bay sweep right in on the other side, within sight, too; the arm of sand is so thin and worn and wanted away. Look on your map at the state of Massachusetts, and see if I am not right about it. Well, on Cape Cod, as I said, Wild Rose was born; but that was twelve years ago, and so, this last December, was celebrated ber twelfth birthday It wasn't much of a celebration, to be sure, for there weren't many persons to celebrate it only Mrs. Rose and Johnny aiid Wild herself, for Captain Rose was gone on a fishing trip. At tea, that night, there was upon the table a big loaf of ginger-cake frosted," too and around about it not on it, mind you twelve small tal low caudles. 'Twelve dips," Johnny said, "that made as much light as the Highland itself." And Johnny ought to know, for the keeper of Cape Cod light is a great friend of Johnny's, and often in summer lets the lad go up with him to see him "light up." This Highland light stands out on the bleak cape, and is oftentimes the first light that greets the sight of seamen when approaching the coast of New England from over the Atlantic ocean. Even in summer the wind blows so hard at the Highland that it blows the wings of Young turkeys over their heads, and in winter it blows nobody knows how hard. I'm quite certain that you have never seen a home like Wild Rose's borne. It is hidden away in the very bottom of big hollow in the sand, and is protected on all sides by a high fence to keep the sand from covering it up. In the first place the house had been built upon piles driven into the sand, but the fence was afterward added, and outside of the fence was a barricade of seaweed. Over the stilts, fence, seaweed, and all, was the fisherman's cabin, as snug and warm and comfortable as anything on Cape Cod could be. Not far away, on the Atlantic coast, was a charity bouse, not a "poor-house," where poor folks could go and live when they hadn't anywhere else to live, but a rude room, inclosed by a rude outside, into which a poor shipwrecked mariner might crawl and possibly save himself from freezing to death until death should arrive. W ood and matches and straw are supposed to be kept in every charity house along the coast. Johnny Rose was two years younger than his only sister Wild, but a 10-year old lad on Cape Cod knows more of the sea and ships and fishing than the wisest grown-up man in the world who lives inland. The little Katie was Captain Rose's fishing schooner, and the little Katie was frozen fast in the ice more than six weeks ago. right in sight front the land up the bank above the cabin. Two weeks passed by, and still the ice held the fishing-boats and would not let them go. Stout little steam-tugs went rasping away with firm bows and good Intent at the ice day after day in order to break it up and tow the boats out of danger, but the cold came down stronger than ever and knit the ice cakes firmer and firmer. Every day, Johnny, bun dled up until he looked like I don't know what, made the toilsome Journey over to the Highland to look through the "glass" at his father's schooner, and, every night for two weeks, with a face on fire from the friction of the wind, he came back with the good news, "No signal up yet," No signal np yet meant that there were still something left eat and wood to burn on tha Little Katie, and : hope also of getting free from the Ice without sinking. Xow and then a neighbor came down into the hollow and walked right in without knocking at the cabin door, to inquire how Mrs. Rose was getting on, and to say, yet again : "Cape Cod has seen harder times than this, Mrs. Rose. Keep np a stout heart, and we'll hare the fleet safe Into Providence harbor before many days." . And then Mrs. Rose would put out bright look and .ay, in a cheery voice, "Oh, I hop to, but in her heart she feared all things, for did she not know that every dwell ing on Cape Cod had Its widow, sooner or later? At last there came a day when Mrs. Rose said that Wild might go to the light with Johnny to learn the news. The two children set off in high glee The sky was clear, and the wind was blowing from the west. The Highland light-bouse was not more than a mile away, and what could happen to the children? Nevertheless, Mrs. Rose gave them many commands. They were to return as soon as they found out what news from the Little Katie, and, if it should snow, they were to go back or forward, whichever way should be the nearer, and if near the coast, they were to go to the charity house in the bank and wait there for rescue. The wind helped them on their way, and, to write the exact truth, blew so hard and so fast that it came very near blowing them past the light-house over the high bank in the ocean. "It's a tough day, a tough day, even for the Cape," said the light-keeper when they reached the light-house, "and the boats have drifted, Johnny, For the life of me, I can't make out the Little Katie;" but Johnny made her out without the slightest difficulty. Of course he did! Does not every Cape Cod boy know his father's boat? More than all, there hung the signal of dis tress. The light-keeper saw it, and Wild looked at it, aud Johnny looked again, and declared that, "Come what would, he'd get out there and find out what the matter was." Then the "glass" was put away, and they all went down, and the children, thoroughly warmed, started for home. A little cloud over Cape Cod bay grew and came nearer and spread out more and more, and at last began to drop down white like snow on the sand. "Come! pitch Into it as fast as you can while we can see," said Johnny, seizing Wild's hand and bowing to the wind. "We're three-quarters home, and well make it in no time." It was not dark, aud Johnny knew the sand-marks well. Here a bunch of poverty-grass and there a forlorn little clump of bay berry, whose outlines he knew just as he knew the outlines of the boats and sails, served to guide him when the air was thick with snow. "We're lost!" said Wild, pulling back and trying to stop Johnny; but the sturdy little fellow declared that they weren't lost at all ; didn't be know all about it? hadn't he "fogged" it many a time to the light and back? Why, there, right ahead, was a pole he knew. Of course it was, right on top of home ; and there was mother calling this minute, not fifty feet away. All of which statements were quite true; and in five minutes they were saie in the cabin, and had told their news from the ice-bound boats. "Nothing to eat, may-be, and cold, perhaps. Not sick, I hope," said Mrs. Wild; and then, in rather a dismal way, she set lortn the little table for their evening meal. I should think you'd feel gladder about our getting home safe, mother," said Wild ; "for just see how it snows." I am," said Mrs. Wild ; "but I was thinking about some way to help your father." Do you think there is a way ?" asked Wild. "Tou know the boats can't set there, and the ice isn't safe." If I was God," said Johnny, "I'd fetch a big wind along that 'ud cracker that ice up small as fish-scales in no time." Yes, and sink every boat in time !" suggested Wild, with acorn. "Ch, dear!" said Johnny, "I guess I was in too much of a hurry; but some thing's got to be done!" The wind had been blowing two hours after dark, and the snow and sand were whirling about in a long, long round dance, after the fashion of Cape Cod sand and snow, when Wild called out of the darkness to Jehuny : "Are you aleep?" Johnny guessed he wasn't asleep, al though he had been fast asleep when Wild's voice reached him, and wanted to know what was the matter. I've thought of a way, I guess, we can reach the Little Katie, Johnny." "How?" Johnny was up in the bed, leaning on his hands, interested, in a moment. Tou know that big hank of net- twine of father's ?" "What of it?" with disappointment, "Don't you believe 1 would reach?" "Who's goln' to reach it, I should like to know ?" "When the wind blows right " "What, then, Wild Rose? Are you talking in your sleep?" "Send a kite over !" suggested Wild, not heeding the interruption. "Whew!" exclaimed Johnny, sink ing down into his warm bed again. He didn't speak, and poor Wild thought he held her scheme in extreme derision ; nevertheless, Johnny was thinking about it, even after his sister was sleeping The next day, it snowed all day. There was no chance to hear one word from the fishing-fleet. Johnny declared that be must go to the nearest neigh bor's house. He knew the way well enough; but it was after 9 o'clock be fore be set forth. Presently he returned with his friend Peter Petit, and the two lads spent the morning, with barred door, in Captain Rose's net-room. Wild peeped into the place when the boys were out of it eating their dinner, and beheld, to her amazement, the skel eton of a huge kite. 'O Johnny ! are,you going to try it?" she cried, running out to him. - At first, Johnny was vexed that she had found out, but in a minute or two he was all over the pet, and was in high glee when Wild and her mother also joined in the work. An hour before the sun went down across the bay, the kite was done and the snow ceased to falL. It was too late to go to the High land light to see the signal on the L'ttle Katie; it was too late to do anything with the kite, even had the wind been right. . . Tti next morning the wind blew just right, and almost at break -of day the boys set forth, accompanied by five or six men, for idler are always to oe found on Cape Cod in winter. The kite was made of good stout paper, ana i( was cover u u m - sages to the captain of the Little Katie, or any other captain over whose boat it might chance to fall, or get entangled. The wind was offshore, and away went Uie kite, the men paying out the seine twine, but alas! the kite went high above the boats and did not reach them. It was cold work flying kite on the aw ful, ice-bound shore, but the novelty of It brought a crowd of men to the spot To their own surprise they entered into the work with spirit, but every attempt that morning, failed. The kite fell short, or flew too high, or went off in the wrong direction. "Run home, laddies, and get your dinner, and get warm clear through to your bones," said one of the men u Jonnny and Peter, about 11 of the clock "and we'll see what can be done ' with the kite, this afternoon." - When Johnny reached home be de clared that he wasn't cold the least mite, nor hungry the least atom, but he sat in front of a blazing driftwood fire and ate like a giant, and got up to go to the coast again. Wild didn't see why she couldn't go, too. It was her father just as much as Johnny's, and she guessed she cared as much about the Little Katie as any of them did. And so Wild, bundled up until all resemblance to a 12-year-old girl was lost, set forth, toiling through the snow and sand to the coast. At a short distance in the resr, Mrs. Wild followed on. It seemed to her, as she drew near the shore, that half the in habitants of the next village were gath ered to see the flying of a kite. It was just ready to start ou its over- ice journey when Wild came upon the scene. "Don't you see there won't be any thing to catch hold of?" ehe said to Johnny. "Catch hold of?" repeated Johnny, who felt that he could not, in justice, despise Wild's suggestions any more. I'll show you," she said, "if you'll hold on a minute. Tie some long strings, now and then, near the kite, that will hang down." The strings were tied on, half a dozen of them, at intervals, and away went the kite, with more 'string to It" than any other kite ever flew. Twon't reach! It flies too high! No go! Let out! Give it string! Hur rah !" as the kit ; seeming to meet wind in another current began to flutter, , turn, end actually did fall on the ice within reaching distance of the Little Katie s crew. Then such a shout as went up from Cape Cod shore, for, was there not a line fast from one of the ice-bound boats to the firm, old main land, and did it not mean that bread at least could be drawn across the frozen sea to the fam ishing? The men on the Little Katie were pull ing in the kite, which looked a good deal worn, but still they gathered around it and read in Johnny's boy-hand the words: "If you get the kite, don't pull in the string, for we'll put something to eat on it if you are hungry, and you can pull it over. Everybody's well over here. Wild and Johnny." Capt. Rose read the words, and then he and his crew tried to shout back, but the wind carried their voices across the bay. Within tne next 24 hours the cord had been doubled, and food in small pack ages went along th novel road-way from hour to hour, until miles of seine twine lay on the deck of the Little Katie and many loaves of bread with small packa ges 'salt meat," sugar, tea and coffee, had been secured from the sea. The next morning, the wind blew again ou Cape Cod. The inhabitants were on the watch for the kite, and lo ! it was seen rising in the air. Ou, on, it came. It sailed over the heads of the group on the shore; it went right across the "Wrist" of Cape Cod. It would have gone out upon the ocean, but for the Highland light-bouse that caught and held the great fluttering bird of man. Wild and Johnny were the first to reach the light and cry out, "What news?" to the keeper, who had just suc ceeded in recovering the poor battered kite. "Come aud see with your young eyes.' Wild and Johnny found the words: "We had had nothing to eat for two days. Now, we'll weather the Ice, God willing, and get in all right. We've supplied the Mary from our stores." And there, right at the door, the flrst- comera, who had followed the kite, were Mrs. Rose and the lriends of the men of the Mary. "Whose idee was the kite?" asked an old fisherman. "Wild's," shouted Johnny. "Johnny made it, though. I couldn't make a kite," raid Wild ; but not a soul, save Johnny heard her, for the wild air about the light was ringing with the shout of "Long live Wild Rose of Cape Cod!" The Skip Stat. An English periodical, All The Year Sound, contains an article on a kind of rats which infest ships. The following is an extract : When the East India Company had ships of their own they employed a rat catcher, who sometimes caught 600 rats in one ship just returned from Calcutta. The rat is the black species. Sometimes black and brown inhabit the same ves sel, and, unless they carry on perpetual hostilities, the one party will keep to the bead of the vessel and the other to the stern. A captain of an American ship is credited (or discredited) with an Ingen ious bit of sharp practice as a means of clearing bis ship from rats. Having discharged his cargo at a port In Hol land, he found bis ship in juxtaposition to another which had just taken in a cargo of Dutch cheese. He laid a plank at night from one Tessel to the other. The rats, tempted by the odor, trooped along the plank and began their feast. He took care that the plank should not be there to serve them as a pathway back again ; and so the cheeseladen ship had a cruel addition to its outward cargo- " " A man in San Joaquin county Cal ifornia, cleared $6,000 this year from eight acres of blackberries. 1 Let Tear Setchaare Alaee. No people are such thorough nuisances as those who are perpetually meddliug with the business of their neighbors who are always on the alert for any thing suspicious always ready to be lieve the worst of everybody. Reader, if you belong to that unfortunate class, we pity you. At it is impossible that you can find out anything that is going on in your vicinity, you must be in a state ot continual torture. A prying mind need food, and, without it, suffers. Then try to conquer the unhappy pe liarity. What is it to you if your neighbor does bring home a brown pa per package and a covered basket? Tou will live just as long If you never know what they contain. It is none of your business. And if your flighty neighbor, Mr. Llghtfoot, Indulges herself In her new bonnet, while her devoted husband wears patched boots, you need not fret about it he is the only sufferer, not you ; no need of making a hue aud a cry over her supposed extravagance. The money did not come out of your pocket. and consequently is none of your busi ness. What if the minister does call on Ann Smith twice a week? Why exercise your brain for it? Let him court away. Suppose she has an awe. ful temper and powders her face, as you say she does, her temper will not trouble you. Mind your own concerns What difference does it make to you if bold Maria "cut out" modest Mary? Tou need not torture Mary by long stories of what you have beard concern ing the matter. "I thought I would tell you my dear; I speak for your good; somebody should put you on your guard against that treacherous girl." As a natural consequence, mod est Mary, her womanly pride Aroused, shrinks into the background, leaving the field open to her victorious rival. So you crush a good girl's heart because you will not mind your own business. What if they do have three pairs of stockings over at Squire Hill's. Haven't they got aright to? As long as you don't do the washing, it need not trouble you at all. bat right have you to watch their clothes line ? Employ your time better. It may be perfectly true that dashing Mrs. Gay signals to young Dr. Wilde from her back windows; but who gave you the privilege of watch ing a lady iu ber own home, where, if at any place, her privacy should be sacred? Her disgrace is nothing to you ; it is none of your business. if we had our way, meddlers should be pun is bed like any other oflenders against the rights of others. Aaeeoateefa Jtewreaadlaad Dag. A gentleman connected with the New foundland fishery was once possessed of a dog of singular fidelity and sagacity. On one occasion a boat and a crew Iu his employ were in circumstances of considerable peril, just outside a line of breakers, which owing to some change in wind or weather had, since the de parture of the boat, rendered the re turn passage through them most hazar dous. The spectators on shore were quite unable to render any assistance to their friends afloat. Much time had been spent, and the dancer seemed to increase rather than diminish. Our friend, the dog, looked on for a length of time, evidently aware of their being great cause for anxiety In those around. Presently, however, he took to the wa ter, and made his way through to the boat. The crew supposed he wished to join them, and made varions attempts to induce him to come aboard, but no! be would not go within their reach, but continued swimming about a short dis tance from them. After a while, and several comments on the peculiar con duct of the dog, one of the hands sud denly divined bis apparent meaning: 'Give him the end of a rope," he said ; "that is what he wants." The rope was thrown the dog seized the end in an instant, turned round, ana maue straight for the shore; where a few min utes afterwards boat and crew thanks to the Intelligence of their four footed friend were placed safe and undam aged. Was there no reasoning here? No acting with a view to an end, or for a given motive? Or was it nothing but ordinary initiwt. The Zoologist. A Laoj aa Ladles. Women have their own place both in- nature and society; a place beautiful, important, ennobling, and delightful, if they would but think so, if they would but care to make it so. But with the curse of discontent resting ou thctn from the beginning, they prefer to spoil the work of men rather than to try and perfect their own. Say, of their own special work, what is perfected to such a high degree of excellence as warrants their leaving it to take care or itseir while they go to manipulate something else? The servant question in all Its branches annoys and harasses every one; out tms, essentially a woman s question, a circumstance of that part of life which Is organized, administered, and for the larger proportion fulfilled by women, is confessedly in a state of chaos and disorder, paralleled by none other of our social arrangements. The extravagance of living, of dress, of ap pointments, which is one part of the servant disorder because maids, being women, will trick themselves out in fi nery to attract as much admiration as their mistresses; and men, being ani mals, will gorge where their masters feast whence do these come save from women, rulers of society, regulators of mode and fashions as they are? Do the husbands order the dinners or de cide the length of the train, and the fashion of the dress? If ladies choose that the rule of life should be one of no ble simplicity, beautiful, artistic, full of meaning and delight, tae false orna ment and meretricious excess with which we are over-weighted now would fall from us, and the servant question among other would get Itself straight. It is a matter of fashion, not necessity, and the mot a" ordrt come from above. But where is the spirit of organization, the resolution to meet difficulties, the courage of self-control, through which alone great movements are made and great reform led? The women who want to Influence the council or tne empire, to have voice In the making of laws which are to touch and reconcile contending interests, to help In the eluc idation ofdfficult points, the adminis tration of doubtful cases, see the ser vants standing in a disorganized mob at the gates of the social temple, and are unable to suggest anything whereby they may be reduced to order and con tent. But, at the same time, the women who complain of thelrown stunted lives, aud who demand leave to share the lives and privileges of men, deny the right ol their maids to live up to a higher stand ard, so far as they themselves are con cerned, aud hold the faith that service should mean practically servitude. Belgratia ilaqazine. The Bleral Character ef the Oyster. , With the first day of September the oyster comes again into favor and fla vor, and as be is to associate with the men and women of this land upon terms of the closest intimacy during the whole of the next eight months, It is worth while perhaps to inquire re spec ting his condition of life and hu moral character. As to bis fortune, a punster has al ready said of him that bis case Is most uncommonly hard; that it is his fate, peaceful as he is, to perish in many a foreign broil ; and it be added that he is often in hot water and perpetually in a stew of one kind or another. In temper he is even mild to placid ity, although he is sometimes slightly ruffled, on his edges at least. He is quiet always, and usually well behav ing, and yet he participates in nearly every scene of debauch and revelry. He frequents midnight suppers, and is the ompanlon (the bosom companion we may say) of wild fellows of every de gree, lie makes no noise, does no quar reling, but he is present in well nigh every riotous company, aud Is found at the table with wines and liquors of every kind, name and quality. In himself, so far as his personal be havior is concerned, the oyster is per fectly respectable, and the gentlemen have bim at the table without scruple; but there can be no doubt that his name is suggestive of dissoluteness and dissi pation, precisely as the horse, noble aa he is, is indissolubly associated in our minds with certain forms of kravery and jockeyism "in al! its branches," as the street signs say. Dickens, we be lieve it was, w ho pointed out the fact that the moment that any man falls into the poverty which comes of drunk enness and ldlenrss he begins to eat I oysters as a regular diet, and, notwith standing the high ettlmatlon in which most of us hold this mollusk, his name somehow suggests irregularity of living, late hours, unwholesome haunt and potations of gin. Nevertheless he is a fine fellew, and we cannot spare him from the list of friends whom we are always glad to see at dinner. There is a placidity in his bearing, a decorum in his conduct, which give us confidence In him, and wherever he is met he is sure of a hearty welcome. Stage Fleral Laaaraaaje. There are mysteries connected with the pretty floral oflerines with which tlm pretty actress or the handsome actress is presented that the audience knows not or little dreams of. Too often are the bouquets sometimes so lavishly showered upon a favorite ac tress, mere business shams, oftener they are a means of communication, and very seldom the result of pure impulse. What is known as the business bouquet is a shameful fraud on ail but those whom it reaches, and this is generally some aspiring actress who purchased it to be presented to her at a time when it is likely to attract the most attention; that is when the performance is about half through and the actress has just sung or played some important part. Those who attend to the presenting are usually boobies, foolish enough to be lieve that they are loved in return for their little favor. Commonly t!;ese are known as "smashers." The "business bouquet" is used for the same purpose sometimes every night for a week, being carefully sprinkled and "salted" when not in use. The messenger bouquet is an entirely ditferent affair, often elegant and costly, and is used for a quite different pur pose, more honest at least than a "busi ness bouquet." It generally contains a note from the sender, who is either an old bald-headded Satan or some very young sprout who has been "stuck" by dresses cut too short, requesting an in troduction, an interview, a drive, per haps an invitation to dinner, but, at all hazards, an answer. To such a present the reply which is only too often and willingly given is likewise a floral one. Thus if the actress makes ber next appearance upon the stage with a dower iu her bosom it means -'all right," a flower in her hair signifies "highly pleased," while If she drops one of those pretty production of nature on the stage it interprets her assent to an inter view. But if she appears with no flower at all it means a flat refusal, and he who sent his costly bouquet has spent his money and schemed in vain. By previous arrangement an endless correspondence can be carried on by this floral telegraphy, as. In a conspicu ous position, the infatuated masculine can easily be seen by the actress on the stage, who knows that flower in his coat means "ready for a drive," or a flower in his mouth, "I wish to talk with you," and so on, according to pre concerted arrangement. Last comes the "spontaneous bouquet," so rare nowa days that it hardly needs mention. But when it is given, though, of course, ud distinguishable from the lot of fraudu lent offerings, it Is actuated by the purest motives of sincerity and appre ciation of talent, and, being such, It should be the only one the actress should accept. Arlaaalhea'e Taaab. We had a guide who knew every sa cred pot in the city, a man who never failed to satisfy the curiosity of the most credulous tourist. "Whose tombs are those?" we asked. "That is the tomb of Joseph of Ari mathea, and beside it is the tomb of Nicodemus." "How do you know?" "How do I know ? Tou ask me how I know? Haven't I always lived in Jerusalem? I was born here." "Then perhaps you can tell us if this tomb belonged to Joseph of Arlmathea and this to Nicodemus, whose is the third one?" Oh, yes, that other," replied the gulde,with only a moment's paralysis of hi invention, "that is the tomb of Arl mathea himself." Atlantic Monthly. The finest bottle of port wine at the centennial, from Portugal, which was sixty year old, was sent by the jury to Commodore Vanderbllt. The Little Poaale at the Sea. The latest Investigation into deep sea life shows that the vast area lying be ueath the ocean is covered with a sim ple animal life, boundless in extent, and infinite in variety. Under conditions loo rigid and severe to permit the growth of the bumble sea-weed, these creatures live, and multiply, and die. Far beyound the reach of light, in a glacial temperature and under enormous pressure, exists this wonderful fauna. As we strip the mystery of vitality of garment after garment, as Its conditions become fewer and IU mode of existence less complex, the wonder, instead of be coming less, constantly grows upon the mind. The human Intellect longs to find a commensurate physical cause for the effect which we call life. Whtn, as In the higher organic beings, the con ditions are many and the process com plicated, and the phenomenon of vitality doe not seem so puzzling, antecedent seems to bear some sort of proposition to consequent. The mind rarely trou bles Itself to make some distinctions between complicated machinery and motive power. A liberal display of wheel-work is adequate to account for results without any reference to the initial force. But as we contemplate the life of the protozoa, which reign supreme in the ocean' depths, we see the awful and mysterious problem pre sented in its simplest terms; forms of existence which are formless, organisms possessing no organs, life contradicting the very definitions of life and yet per forming all its essential proportions. The conditions, complex and multitu dinous, under which we live are here reduced to two or three; the elements, many and bewildering, which enter into ordinary statements of the problem are here eliminated, and yet we are forced to recognize the same principle giving functional activity to a mass of structureless jelly which animates the highest organic beings. When we see this formless life governed by laws, each in itself as in exorable as that which guides the roll ing planets, and all In their various combinations as flexible as those which control our human existence, we feel the sense of awe which a whisper from the unseen world would send thrilling through our nerves. We are standing face to face with life stripped of its familiar conditions. It looks us in the eyes as the disembodied ghost of the life uow so familiar to us. Kleea. There are two kinds of sleep, the in complete and the complete. Complete sleep is a temporary metaphysical death, though not an organic one. The heart aud lung perform their offices with their accustomed regularity. It U cha racterized by a torpor of the organs ol the brain, of the external senses, and of voluntary motions. Incomplete sleep is the activity of one or more of the ce rebral organs, while the others are In repose ; th is occasions dreaml ng. Sleep 1 is variously effected by health and di sease. Man in time of health sleeps in tranquility. He arises iu tiie morning refreshed and prepared to go forth to his daily labor. New strength is given him; languor has gone, and all the fa culties, both mental and corporal, are re cruited. But the sleep of disease Is far different. It is short and unrefreshlng; disturbed by fearful sights and fright ful dreams. Stupor and sleep are different, though supposed by some to be synonymous. In both there is in sensibility; but it is easy to awaken a person from sleep, while it is sometimes almost impossible to arouse one from stupor. It is frequently the case in sickness that the person lies for several days in stupor, totally insensible. Though sleep be natural and necessary to the languid mental and corporeal fa ultier, yet it is often brought on by some external cause. Heat produces sleep. We witness it in the Summer season ; it is common to see the laborer devote an hour in the heat of the dav to sleep. A heated church is likely to bring on sleep. Variety, whether in sight or sound, prevents sleep, while monotony of all kinds is apt to produce it. Maeelve fa rail are. Another modern tendency that seems to have nearly run the length of its tether, is toward what is generally spoken of as ma $ tire furniture. We have been making our furniture so heavy of late, that the amount of solid wood In it, added to the carving, inlay ing, and veneeringwith different woods, has made it very expensive. Of course the Bowery and Canal street have fol lowed Broadway and Fifth Avenue, and we can hardly tell cheap furniture from dear, by the price. The so-called "Eastlake" furniture has much to do with keeping up the tendency we speak of. The one thing the designers of it seem to be after is to make it look "solid," and the one thing they seem In constant dread of is that it shall be graceful or elegant. Some of the pro ductions of the mills that turn out this uncomfortable lumber are wonderful to behold. One is not surprised to hear of people being killed by such furni ture falling on them. Most of it would look alumsy in an Italian palace. In our American parlors and bed rooms it is not at home. Many persons, bow ever, who do not like it in a parlor think it is just the thing for a dining room. Why we should consider that the furniture of the dining-room ought to be so much heavier than that of the parlor, I do not know. Serihner't. Am ef Tetretablea. The species of vegetables we now cultivate have been raised and eateu for centuries. Even before the Chris tian era many of them were in use. Lettuce has been used at the table for thousands of years. Herodotus tell us that it was served at the royal table centuries before the Christian era, and one of the noble families of Rome de rived its name from this plant. ' Spinach, asparagus and celery have been cultivated and eaten among the Eastern nation for thousands of yearn. Jesus took the mustard seed a the ex ponent of a parable, showing that it was esteemed among the Jew. Radishes were known and grown among the Greeks, and were offered at ITW3 IS BSH7. Apollo's shrine, wrought in precious . .. , metal. A magnificent fern, about eleven Parsnip were raised and brought high, from Australia, is exhibited from the Rhine to add to the luxuries . DT ew York florUt of Tiberius' table. A P' of York up-town Beet were most esteemed centuries ago, and carrot were in such repute in Queen Elizabeth' reign that the ladies of her court adorned their huge struc tures of false hair with their feathery plumes. Peas at Elizabeth' court were very rare, and were Imported from Holland as a great delicacy. fruit were also in great repute among the ancient. . The currant was cultivated centuries ago in European gardens, and w called the Corinthian grape. Evely In his charming diary, speaks of hi berries a Corinth's, hence the name of currant. The damson plum was extensively cultivated at Damascus, whence its name. The cherry came from Crosus, a city of Pontus, and the delicious peach, king of fruits, was first known in Per sia. The quince was a holy fruit dedica ted to the goddess of love, and was called Cydonlan apple. Pear are as ancient as apples, and are mentioned among the Paradisal fruits. Grapes were known at a very remote period, and are often mentioned in the Bible. Teaaelty era ft Bark's Site. A correspondent of the Tyrone (Ire' land) uonititution state that a young while shark was captured by the crew of a post boat between Boffin Island and the maiuland. Notwithstanding its small size (four feet) it proved on the narrow space astern to be most unman ageable and dangerously active. In dropping upon the ttern sheets it seized a female passenger by the leg, inflicting a bad wound. Fortunately the grip bad not been fairly taken, and the woman In her fright freed the limb. It was evi dent there could be no truce now, and the boatman, planting both feet upon the shark's back, held the gaff firmly in the left hand, and, plying his knife with a will, severed the head and body. Dur ing this operation, with native fierce ness, the shark held on by the woman, retaining a mouth tul of ber petticoats, and only after the body had been tossed overboard were the jaws pried open to free her from the savage death-grip. The Baal er Wlae. It is difficult to describe the soul ol the human body, and it is almost as difficult to describe the "bouquet," foi it is the soul of the wine. It is an aro matic flavor which constitutes one of chief excellences, and gives the liquid its epecial character. I here in a cer tain degree of mystery concerning the soul of wine which so iar has not been satisfactorily deterniiurd. Most wine makers Iwlieve, however, that this aroma with w hich the wine is impreg nated is horn of tlie skin of the grape, and this belief baa given rise to prac tice existing since many a day. of hanging a bunch of ripe aud well-conditioned grape in the cask umil fer mentation ceases. This rich perfnnie aud flaror differs according to different wiues, appearing iu some like the taste of violets, in oi hers like that of rasp berries or strawberries, or combining together something analogous to the three. Of the most perfect in this way of the rich purple wine of the Giroode are, Latitte, Chateau Margaux. and Hunt Hrion; and of the Cote d'Or, such as Kicuebourjr, Komanee loon, 1 lot Xougeot, and Chanibertin. But to de scribe the "bouquet" aa resembling the perfume of any flower and the taste of any fruit, gives only a suggestive idea of what it really is. According to a discovery of Liebig, :t come from the presence of a small portion of the ethereal substance which he rails a-oantliic ether. It appears to affect the strength of the bouquet, although it is of infinitesimal quantity, but the characteristic of the bouquet still fur ther depends ou a little volatile oil which the wine also contains. This approximative explanation is the best which has yet been given of this pecu liar vinous flavor over which epicurean noets have so long rhapsodized. The cunning mixer of adulterated wines may produce something which will de ceive the ordinary palate in every other quality belonging to it save that of the bouqet. The "bee's wing," the "thick crust on the bottle," and "loss of strength from great age," and all the other sign of quality may be imitated more or less auccesatully, but the mys tery which surround the chief virtue of wine will probably for ever remain veiled, happily for those who drink of ic The ilalazu. Haw ta Bead Hhaheeaeare. The play which you would do well to pass over in your first reading are "Titus Andronicu." "Pericles," "King Henrv VI." and perhaps "Love's Labor Lost." The reasons for the omission of these playa from your acquaintance making with Shakespeare are: that "Titus Andronicus" ia a horrible, coarse, and rudely constructed tragedy, tilled with bombastic language and bloody deeds a play with which Shakespeare had very little to do, it be ing chiefly the work of Christopher Marlowe, and probably Robert Greene, two playwright contemporary with Shakespeare, with whom be worked more or less in the beginning of his theatrical life; that"Periclea," although it is rich, particularly in the later acta, in work of Shakeepeare'a best period, waa not planped by him, and cannot be read as an example of hi dramatic characterizatioo.or with much pleasuie by a novice in Shake pe are reading, because of it very unskilful construc tion and repulsive puerile story; that "King Henry VI." is open to excep tions of the same kind as to author ship, the particulars of which need not be given here; and that "Love's Labor's Lost," although it ia Shakespeare's be yond question, and his probably with out the interpolation of a single line by another playwright, lacks dramatic iuteicst. is very artificial (as opposed to natnral) in it construction and its dialogue, and i full of cold conceit and personage more like dramatic poppet than those which appear in any other of Shakespeare's undoubted works. The reason of this is that it is his first play; an almost boyish produc tion. And yet hi worthy reader will find in it not only sign and tokens of the coming miracle of men, but actually touches of fancy, of wisdom, and of humor, which could have come from no other hand. Its chief lack, regarded even a a youthful work, i. consider ing who wrote it, ' imagination. Of knowledge of human nature it display a remarkable store in one so young aa it author waa. The reading of it ought not to check the enthusiasm of a true Shakespeare lover at any period of hi pupilage. Th Galary. l property, vaiuea ai ivu.uw tnree years ago, sold for $30,000 cash, the other day. The Hell Gate excavation i not General Newton's first great work. He built the famous tea wall at St. Augus tine. A Troy, N. Y., man at Center Ben nington four years ago lost a gold locket. This year it was ploughed up in a field there. The Pennsylvania Universalistcon ve.ition has selected the Rev. Miss Ada C. Bowles to preach the sermon at iu next meeting iu 1877. Dom Pedro has been riding about Copenhagen in a very democratic fashion on the top of an omnibus like any observing old gentleman. Not only is drinking diminishing in Massachusetts by the pressure of hard times, but temperance societies are collapsing for want of funds. The German empire ha now nine military schools, five schools of subal terns, and nine of cadets. Four addi tional schools for subalterns are soon to be opened. There Is a new story out about Ben jamin Franklin, which is the worst of all. They say he got up a church lot tery for the benefit of Christ Church in its early days. The value of property Insured in London is 510,000,000. Of the fires which occurred In London during the past five-years, four-fifths occurred to uninsured property. The new prison for women at South Frarulngton, Mass., will be readv for occupancy next year. All the officers and employees, except the engineer and firemau, are to be women. . . . i The intermarriage of two families In Maine is remarkable. One consist ing of four sons and one daughter, has married ail of a neighbor's children. four daughters and a son. President Porter of Tale College and other prominent citizens of New Haven. Conn., have petitioned the authorities to establish a large public park in the suburbs of that city. An old woman at the Stratford. Conn., poor-house speu. her 100th birth-day, Tuesday, iu gathering cider apples. An old man in the same inrti tution is finding his 00th year a healthy ie. A woman is caDtain and her two daughters the crew of a coasting vessel at Hartford. Conn. The woman's hus band died five years a;o. and since then she has lifted a debt of $7,000 on her craft. The Western I'niou TeleCTaDh company has adopted the rule that the messages left with it shall be kept on file for only six mouths, and then cut up into such small pieces as to render them useless. One person of every 2."9 in Cincin nati dies by suicide. Sixty-two Der cent of the self-murderers are German. The proportion of the sexes is five men to one woman, and the most popular method is hanging. Mr. James Parton is to be allowed ivirriureu uanoiouia college on a historical subject, but when it came to the students voting to hear Theodore Tilton the faculty put down its foot. Here n .-ts a limit to its endurance. Telegaaphic Communication has been extended from England to the re mote Shetland and Orkney Islands, st that a message from Balta Sound, the extreme point of the .Shetland, may now be sent to Jersey for a shilling. Benjanip Webster, the patriarch of the English stage, who even now occasionally apiears upon the boards, is over eighty yenrs ot age, and Samuel l'hels, who still plays "Macbeth, Shy lock," aud "Othello," is over seventy. Mr. George Hoey, sou of Mrs. Hoey the charming leading lady at Wal laek's years ago, has come out as an actor, takii'g a subordinate part iu the Shaiighraun. Mr. Hoey has had a long and careful course of instruction from his mother. The largest lantern ever made will sooii be erected at Galleyhead, on the const of Cork. It will consume 1,8CU leet of gas per hour, and the flashing light w ill be visible through the fogs. The power of the light will be equal to 2,000,000 candles. The Indian Supreme Court has re cently riled a decision of interest to the unmarried of both sexes. It is to the effect that if a promise ot marriage is by its terms not to le performed within year, it is void, unless in writing ami signed by the parties. It is said that Droullent, the French engineer who has come over to survey the Darien Isthmus for a canal route, was surprised to learn that the idea was not entirely new. Surveys of more than 40 routes are now on file in the War Department at Washington. J. II. McVicker of Chicago is con eluding arrangements for a lease of the Lyceum theatre at New York. He In tend commencing his term of occupa tion in November, and Edwin Booth will then appear in a series of Shakes pearean representations under bis man agement. Work on the tunnel across the British Channel is to begin on the 1st ot July, 1877. The tunneling machin ery to be used can bore a drift nine f-et in diameter across the chanel In two years at a cost of 4,0U0,0U0. Four years more and an additional outlay of f20,0U0,0U0 will complete the tunnel. Mrs. Tilton supports herself by giving music lessons. She lives in a quiet way in Brooklyn with her mother and has no society to speak of. Bessie Turner Is iu destitute circumstances in the neighborhood of New York. She has the ability to act as teacher or gov erness, but her services are not in de mand. A post-graduate course has been opened at the Tale law school, begin ning with the present term and open to graduates from any law school hav ing the degree of LL. B. At the end of the first year, students may be ex amined for the degree of Master of Law ; and at the end of the cecond year for that of Doctor of Civil Law. Pierce Francis Connelly, the Florentine-American sculptor, is now on a visit to his native laud, and for the present is the guest of triends in the vicinity of Boston. His most Import ant work a bronze allegorical group representing "Honor Arresting the Triumph of Death" stands in the centre of a gallery of American paint ings in the Exhibition at Philadelphia. Newfoundland fishermen for many years have abandoned the fishing on the banks of Newfoundland to French and to American fishermen, and have fished in shore or off Labrador. The s'tore fishery showing signs of exhaus tion this year, some crew went to the banks. They found their vessel were not adapted to contend with the chop ping sea on the bank, and determined to build vessels after the model of those used by the American fishermen." 3 ! ad
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