VOL. LV.
BARTER,
AUCTIONEER,
RKBERSBURG. PA.
J C. SPRINGER,
Fashionable Barber,
Next Door to JOURNAL Store,
MILI.HKIH, PA.
gROCKERHOFF HOUSE,
(Opposite Court House.)
H. BROCKERHOFF, Proprietor.
WM. MCKKKVKK, Manager.
Good sample rooms ou first floor.
Free bus to and from all tralus.
Special rates to jurors and witnesses.
Strictly First Class.
IRVIX HOUSE.
(Most Central Hotel In the CityJ
Corner MAIN and JAY Streets,
Lock Haven, Fa.
8. WOODS CALWKLL, Proprietor.
Good Sample Rooms for Commercial
Travelers on first floor.
D. H. MINGLE,
Pkysifian and Surgeon,
MAIN Street, MILLUKIM, Pa.
JOHN F. HARTER,
PRACTICAL DENTIST,
Office in 2d story ol Toinliuson's Gro
cery Store,
On MAIN Street, MILI.HF.IM, Pa.
BF. KINTKK,
■ FASHIONABLE BOOT A SHOE MAKER
Shop next door to Foote's Store. Main St.,
Boots, Shoes and Gaiters made to order, and sat
isfactory work guaranteed. Repairing done prompt
ly and cheaply, and in a neat style.
S. R. PEAI.K. H. A. MCKKK.
PEALE & McK EE,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Office opposite Court House, Bellefonte, Pa.
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C. T. Alexander. C. M. Bower.
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA
Office in Garman's new building.
JOHN B. LINN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA.
Office on Allegheny Street.
OLEMENT DALE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA
Northwest corner of Diamond.
jQ 11. HASTINGS,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA
Office on Allegheny Street, 2 doors west of office
formerly occupied by the late firm of Yocum A
Hastings.
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C. HEINLE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA
Practices In all the courts of Centre County.
Spec at attention to Collections. Consultations
In German or English.
F. REEDER,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
BELLEFONTE, PA
All bus'ness promptly attended to. Collection
of claims a speciality.
J. A. Beaver. J W. Gephart.
JgEAVER & GEPHART,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA
Office on Alleghany Street, North of High.
A. MORRISON,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA
Office on Woodrlng'B Block, Opposite Court
House. .
JQ S. KELLER,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
BELLEFONTE, PA
Consultations In English or German. Office
in Lyon's Building, Allegheny Street.
JOHN G. LOVE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
& BELLEFONTE, PA ®
Office in the rooms formerly occupied by the
UM W. P. Wilson.
THE INNER MAN,
TO A GOOD COOK.
Although, ilear maid, thy ieauty rare
Would tempt H stole soul to woo thee,
"Pis not aloue that thou art fair
That warms my loyal heart uuto thee.
The brightness of ihiue azure eye,
The honeyed sweetness of thy kisses.
At Time's command, alas 1 will fly,
Mute in the wake of other blisses.
But when thy dear eyes dim have grown.
Thy golden locks with silver sprinkled;
When age hath dulled thy voice's tone.
And care that auowy brow hath wriukUsk
Still love for thee my heart shall All;
The roae smells not less sweet for crumpling;
Aud age shall find thee able still
To make me steak and kiduey dumpling.
HOW HK I.OVKD HER.
JOHN ESMOND had just come home to
the Cliffs and found another man in his
place. It was pretty hard. There were
1 plenty of bouncing, rosy-cheeked girls
! iu the neighborhood, but not another
j Goldie. The pet name which had been
given Captain Grant's daughter in child
hood still clung to her. Plenty of girls
with bright eyes and ready smiles, but
not another so dainty, sweet and win
some.
Why couldn't Fawdou Darrell have
taken Mollie Dare, or Kate Knox, or
Belle Buxton, instead of stealing his
Darling, Goldie Grant ?
John Esmond had asked himself this
question until he was sick at heart. He
wondered if he ought to have spoken to
Goldie before he wont away; but she
was so young—only sixteen—and he had
not expected that his one year's absence
would lengthen into two. But this had
been the case, and he had returned to
find Goldie fairer and taller, with a new
richness in her bloom and added depth
to her sweet eyes. And at her side
Fawdou Darrell. To be sure she had
given him her hand, had smiled, but he
felt a reserve in her that was now.
"She does not care for me, and she
loves him," was the swift, silent bitter
thought.
He watched her all the evening, his
heart breaking, it seemed to him. With
the gold waves of her soft hair—her
round, young figure, her silken blue
dress —she w as a picture indeed.
In his passionate worship of her, he
was filled with amazement and anger to
see Fawdou Darrell, as he stood beside
her at the piano, take up one of her fair
curls and roll it about his fiuger.
Goldie's face was turned from him.
He did not see her start, or the sudden
rush of color to her cheek.
"Have things gone so far as that? Is
she piomised to him?" he muttered.
He loon took his leave, going out dis
consolately into the dark from the lighted
parlors of Cliff Cottage.
But Fawdou Dan-ell, in his determina
tion to mislead John Esmond, had gone
tot far. He saw it in Goldie's eyes
when he bade her good-night.
" Your favorite, Duke , has just been
sharp shod, and my new sleigh came
home last night. Will you try them
l>oth to-morrow?" lie said, insinuatingly.
" Thank you! I shall not lie able to,"
replied Goldie, reservedly.
He might have read his lesson from
her compressed lips and averted eyes,
but Fawdou Darrell was not easily per
suaded to do anything he did not want
to do.
"Shall I see yon at Mrs. Graham's
New Year's party?" he asked.
"I do not think you will. I do not
intend to go," answered Goldie.
And Mr. Darrell took his leave with
out an invitation to call again. Not but
what he would come to Cliff Cottage
when inclination suited him without it.
Goldie knew that very well; but she
was deeplv resentlul of his familiarity,
and she had never committed an insin
cerity in her life. And then she was
longing so to get away and cry about
it all.
John Esmond had come home and
greeted her like any common acquaint
ance. She had been very silly, of
course; but she had waited so long
watcliiug the ship news, and hoping
that he would write to her. And now
he had come back from under the Flori
da suns, bronzed and bearded ; he was
handsomer and nobler than ever.
Goldie had not been so happy ill two
years as just in that little moment when
lie held her hand that evening, but he
soon went away from her side and talked
to her father about Pensacola and the
Everglades. It was so sweet, and yet so
sad, to hear his "voice again.
She lay curled up, a little blue heap,
on the foot of lier white bed, sobbing
and thinking, till past midnight. And
then she crept, a pale, heart broken little
ghost, among its snowy folds, and shiv
ered wretchedly asleep.
Six weeks, and John Esmond never
came near Cliff Cottage. Goldie made
it pretty clear to Fawdou Darrell during
that time that he was not wanted there.
But the young man was not thin-skinned,
and Goldie Grant was an heiress in a
small way. He had deliberately deter
mined to keep off other suitors and
marry her.
"That Esmond used to be deuced
sweet on her, but I've got the inside
track on him now, and I mean to keep
it." he said to himself.
He was a selfish, brutal fellow, but
had a knowledge of good breeding,
which kept him afloat in good society,
and prevented his being intolerable.
His favorite- teste was for hunting, and
• Lis chances vere utterly lost with Gol-
MILLIIEIM. PA., THURSDAY, DECEMBER 1, 1881.
die, when, at the beginning of their ac
quaintance, she saw him beat his favor
ite setter, Fanny, until the auimal fell
senseless from a blow on the head. This
had been more than a year ago, and
Goldie had only politely tolerated him
since. But, as I have suid, Mr. Darroll
was not thin-skinned, and Captaiu Grant
favored liis suit. The Darrell's were a
good family, and the Captain bad a
weakness for family.
" Nice people—nice people, Gohlie,'
he was wont to say. " Fawdou's brother
is the smartest lawyer in the county,
and Mrs. Dudley, his sister, was pre
sented at court when abroad. And they
are rich. I want to leave you well pro
vided for when I die."
" Then don't ask me to marry Faw
don Darrell, dear papa," Goldie respon
ded, a little sadly.
She knew that her father was mista
ken in his estimate of these worldly and
selfish people. His honesty and sim
plicity did not fathom their brilliant
hardness. She had heard, too, that
Fawdou lived largely upon the bounty
of his brother-in-law, Dr. Dudley. In
short, the possibility of hei ever marry
ing Fawdou Darrell was long ago settled
when John Esmond came there.
In one matter Goldie and John Es
mond were similarly agreed. She
thought she was the most wretched per
son in the world, and ho believxl he
was.
One soft March day settled it all.
Esmond had met Goldie one day in
the village, and she had spoken to him
as sweetly and civilly as if her heart
had not nearly leaped out of her breast
at sight of him.
"We are having some very nice arch
ery practice on the old ground where
we used to play croquet, you know.
Come and see us.
And John Esmond, condemning him
self for the folly of it, had accepted the
invitation. He had ordered his horse
brought round, and was going to drive
out to Cliff Cottage.
The frost was already oHt of the
ground, the road hard, the trees bud
ding; in the air that spring hint of coin
ing life and enjoyment which may turn
"idle fancies" to love, but it stirred
John Esmond's heart in his breast to
exquisite pain. He set his will resolutely
to smother it, however, and, touching
up his horse, bounded lightly over the
hard rood.
Then he stopped for a moment to
speak to an old day laborer, who, in his
youth, had been John's father's garden
er, but, as it chanced, only was requited
by a drop of bitterness.
"How are you, Timothy?"
"Is it yerself, Mast her John? But a
ftne-lookin' lad ye are, sure! An so
ver 'av' been down South? Well, that's
a good country for fruit-farming. 1 wish
I'd gone there when I was young; but
I'm too old to make any changes now.
An' ye left some fine orange groves a
growing up for ye', 111 be bound.
Yes, yes, you'll be a rich man some day,
Masther John. Well, may the Lord
prosper ye! Which way was ye going?
Toward the Cliffs ? An' young Mr.
Darrell has been before ye this three
hours," with a giiu.
Esmond was so angry with himself
that lie winced. Of course Darrell was
there, since lie believed that ho knew
what his habits were. The probability
was that he should meet so frequent a
visitor. Yet his brow darkened and he
turned his horse sharply.
The (*zar was not accustomed to the
sharp twisting of the bit and lie did not
like it. He backed, got it between his
leth and began to run away.
It was a deliberate piece of malice,
for lie was not frightened. A spirit of
resentment, lawlessness and recklessness
had entered into the beast, and he im
meliately proceeded to do all the mis
chief in liis power.
Having dashed the buggy against a
mile stone, without, however making a
perfect wreck of it, he then tore away
down the flinty road.
In the moment of the first furious
leaps, John Esmond found that lie was
comparatively powerless. Ihe liorse
was running in a straight direction, but
in liis anxiety he remembered that he
was heading straight for the cliffs, which
terminated high above a rocky cauldron
of boiling sea. If lie went over it must
be almost certain death.
" I will let him go a mile. He will
soon cool with such running," John
thought grimly, as the foam flew in his
face from the moutli of the leaping horse,
"When we get to the cottage, I car.
throw force enough on the line to turn
him into the yard door."
Fortunately, the front of Cliff Cottage
stood open to the road, tho smooth
stretch of springing lawn grass being
dotted only by an occasional flower-bed.
He saw it plainly as they tore down the
last rise.
They were a few swift strides from
the spot of refuge, and John had already
braced himself for the struggle, when he
saw —Darrell, standing with his back to
ward him, looking down at the crocuses
in a flower bed.
John Esmond's brain whirled! Should
he turn the furious liorse upon this man?
Had lie not a right—a perfect right—to
save himself ?
But he made no effort, for he heard a
cr y—a pitiful, appealing cry—and, as he
sped so frantically by, caught a glimpse
i nut! sweet white face at
an open wiudow. On, ou ho went to
his death.
The horse leaped high in the air us he
went up the last steep aaeent. The
fierce salt wind blew iu John's nostrils ;
the sea thundered iu his ears.
"She loves him," he thought, "and 1
would not bring suffering on her. He
is safe, while I—"
The horse gave a shrill shriek as they
went over; but John Esmond's lips were
tightly shut.
As the buggy overturned at the edge,
the instinct of a diver—for he had been
a skilled swimmer from his boyhood—
made him place his hands palm to palm
and extend them before him, while his
feet unconsciously repulsed the carriage
by a quick motion. Goldie and Darrell
from the cottage, saw all disuppeur to
gether.
He never knew who uaoie to his res
cue. A rush, a crash, a darkness, and
then, for a long month, the days and
nights were all as one to John Esmond.
But when at last, consciousness came,
he found Goldie and her father attend
ing him.
" The crisis is past ; he will recover
with care," said the physician.
A warm white chamliftr was about
him; Goldie's cheek was so near him ho
could have kissed her hail he strength.
By-uml-by lie hud strength, and then
he drew the tender cheek to his lips.
"You would not be so kiud, Goldie, if
you did not love me."
" No," she sobbed, creeping worn and
weak, to his breast; " if you had died I
should have died, too, John."
He told her all.
" I wish Fawdou Darrell no harm, but
I could not have spared you," she said.
"And you know now how I love you,"
he responded.
Major laUKxr.
Major Sanger, who is known in mili
tary slang as a "bantam," was returning
one day recently from Bismarck to Fort
Lincoln which is across tho river, and
the ambulance in which he was riding
was delayed by a team and wagon driven
by one of the class known as mule
whackers in this country, The driver
of tl ie ambulance and the mule-whacker ,
got into wordy altercation, and Major
Banger got very indignant at what he
believed to lie impertinent language and
unwarrented interference in his journey.
He jumped from the ambulance, Tom
Thumb in size but a Goliah ill fury, and
exclaimed;
-•Uht that wagon tmi Of the traj."
The mule-wliacker looked at him quiz
zically and asked;
"Who the devil are you."
"I am Major Sanger, of the army, sir,
and I want you to get that wagon out of I
thewuy "
The mule-whacker ejected a mouthful j
of tobacco into the road and remarked ;'
"Do you know what 1 will do with
you, Major Sanger, of the army, sir, if
you don't make less uoise with your
mouth."
"What will you do?" inquired the
major,looking as large and tierce AS JKlS
sible.
"I'll set a mouse trap and catch you,
Major Sanger, of the army, sir, and give
yon to mv puppy to play with.
John I'luugtiukan'M Proverb*.
Never offer a looking-glass to a blind
man.
If a man is so proud that he will not
see his faults, he will ouly quarrel with
you for pointing them out to him.
Many preachers are good tailors spoil
ed and capital shoemakers turned out of
their proper calling.
It is not wise to aim at impossibilities;
it is a waste of powder to tire at the inuii
in the moon.
Give your money to fools sooner than
let rogues wheedle you out of it.
Men willingly pour water into a full
tub, and give feasts to those who are
not hungry, because they look to have
as good or better in return.
To see plum pudding in the moon is a
far more cheerful habit than oroaking at
everything like a two-legged frog.
Never say die until you are dead, and
then it's no use so let it aloue.
He pulls a long rope whp waits for an
other's death.
He that waits for dead men's shoes
may long go barefoot.
Men who strike in their anger gener
ally miss the mark.
No man's lot is fully known till he is
dead.
All the world will beat the man whom
fortune buffets.
When a man's coat is threadbare it is
an easy thing to pick a hole in it.
The Bate President.
The affairs relating to the estate of the
late President will shortly be turned over
to Trustees that will be appointed. All
expenses incurred dnriug the sickness of
the President will be regarded as debts ol
the estate, and the bills will be called for
by the Trustees. If Congress so desires,
a schedule of the bills will be furnished for
any action that they may see fit to take.
If any appropriation is made coveriug the
expense incurred, the estate will lie relieved
from the payment. The Trustees will pro
ceed on the theory, which is a perfectly
correct one, that these expenses are private
debts, and not an indebtness of the Gov
ernment. What part CoDgress may see fit
to assume is, of course, not known. Mr.
J. Stanley Brown says that he has no idea
if what the entire expenses of the sickness
of the President will amount to. Bo far
no bills have been presented, and probably
;hey will not be until the Trustees call for
them. He says that he left Mrs. Garfielo
in good health, and making preparations to
superintend the education of her children-
CMJ'SM lit November.
When Mr. Topnoody cunre home the
ofehwr night he iiotuiud that his wife was
so unusually polite and nice that he
wondered if he hadn't got into the wrong
house. After supper she called him off
upstairs aud said:
"Mr. Topnoody, I have a serious
matter to present to you this evening,
aud at the saute time one not unmixed
with joy."
"Great Casiiu!" replied Mr. T.,
'what's the matter? Have I forgotten
anything?"
"No, uot that,Topnoody."
"Well, then, he quick, aud tell me
what's come unfastened!"
"Why, Topnoody, you see our eldest
daughter is just twenty now, and she
told me that Mr. Jones the rich mer
chant's son, had asked her to l>e his
wife, and you know they love each other
und want us to agree to it. What do
you say, Mr. Topnoody?" and his wife
looked pleased all over at the fine pros
pect. But Topnoody was grave.
"I see, Mrs. Topnoody, hut after all
your experience in the married life with
me, and your evident sorrows of house
keeping and all that, I am surprised
that you should he williug to let your
daughter get in the sume box."
"Pshaw, Topnoody," answered his
wife, bracing up sml getting mad.
"don't he a fool. The cases are not
similar. My daughter is marrying Mr.
Jones, while I married a Topnoody. I
should thiuk you could see the differ
ence at once without making such a
foolish suggestion to me. Now, if I
were—"
"Hold on," broke iu Topnoody, "I
grasp it; go and tell the girl to marry
just as often as she pleases and who she
pleases. Jones is getting a Topnoody
anyhow, and I guess the reputation of
the family will l>e kept up." The cards
will l>e issued iu November.
HUrUug.
The "Shoeblack Plant" is said to be
the name jxjptilarly given to a species
of Hibiscus growing in New South
Wales, and remarkable for the showy
appearance of its scarlet flowers. Grow
ing freely in almost any kind of soil, the
plant is frequently cultivated for the
flowers, which, when dry, are used as a
substitute for blacking. The flowers
contain a large proj>ortiou of mucilagi
nous jtiise, which, when evenly pp ed,
giyes a glossy, varnish-like appeaiunce,
which is saitl perfectly to replace ordi
nary blacking, with the advantage that
it is cleanly in use and < au he applied in
a few moments. Four or five flowers,
with the anthers and polleeu removed,
are required for each l>oot, and a polish
ing brush may be applied afterward, if
L**ire<i. A feu* plants of Ilia Ififn sous
rosa sinensis growing in the garden
would remove one of the minor disad
vantages of a day iu the country, where
the roads are dusty ami Lee and Bixhy
are ilmost unknown. Chinese ladies
use the juioe of the flowers for dyeing
their hair and eyebrows. In Java the
flow ers are really used for blacking shoes.
The plant is a native of India, China aud
other parts of Asia. It would be in
teresting to ascei tain, to what extent, if
auy, the Althea, or Hibiscus Syriaea,
and the Swamp Rose Mallow, another
member of the Hibiscus family, possess
tho same pnqierty.
Au Aucß'iit Rflic.
Mr. Brown, of Jamestown, New York,
has an old swivel, of English make, tear
ing the British coat of anus, which is
known to be over 100 ye irs old, and
which is a curiosity indeed. It is of
bronze metal, fifteen inches long, two
and a half inches in diameter at the
breech, one and one-quarter at the muz
zle, and has a history that is worthy of
note. It was taken from the British
frigate Scrapie by the famous Captain
Jolm Paul Jones, of the American man
of-war Bon Homme Richard, in the fa
mous naval engagement on September
23, 1770. John Paul Jones was the
victor, capturing the British fleet of
three vessels with their crews. This j
victory gave Capt. Jones great eclat
throughout the world, and established
the valor of American seamen. This
swivel was among the arms captured,
It liears the marks of hard usage, but is
still sound. It was given to Mr. Brown
by Mr. James King, of King's Landing,
Ind., who received it in 1835 from the
father of the rel>el Gen. Buckner, to
whom it had descended from his grand
father, who was a participant in the
John Paul Jones tight, on the American
side. It will never hereafter shoot auy
but Union powder.
l.ei&ouade.
We are assured that it is becoming
the polite thing to set. forth lemonade
for the refreshment cf callers at many
of our fine residences. A very tasteful
arrangement in the form of a miniature
sideboard, or something of that nature,
contains the glasses, the sugar and the
supply of fragrant lemons; also hand
some appliances for cutting and squeez
ing the lemon, etc. Eaoh guest is ten
dered a glass freshly made, and the
quality of the beverage equals the
beauty of the arrangements for its com
pounding. We are glad this is becom
ing the proper thing to do, for it is the
most sensible thing which lias of late
been reported as fashiouable. The juice
of the lemon is as far more healthful than
many drinks, and if the custom becomes
prevalent, it will result in general bodily
well being. More than this, it will
largely inorease the loc 1 demand for
good lemons, and thus make profitable
the plantations of the improved lemons
I which are now being made*
Cloud Kulea.
There was once a man and woman
who planned to go and spend a day at
a friend's house, which was some miles
distant from their own. Bo one pleas
ant morning they started out to make
the visit, but they had not gone far lie
fore the woman remembered a bridge
they had to cross which was vary old
and a as said not to I*e safe, ami she began
to worry about it.
'What shall we do about that bridge?'
she said to her husband. 'I shall never
dare to go over it, and we can't get ac
ross the river in any other way.'
"Oh," said the man, "I forgot that
Bridge! It is u bad place; suppose it
should break through ami we should
fall into the water and got drowned?"
'Or even,' said his wife, "suppose you
should step on a lotteii plank and break
your leg, whut Mould become of me and
the baby?"
"I don't know," suid the man, "what
would become of any of UH, for I could
not work and we should all starve to
death."
So they went on worrying aud worry
ing, till they got to the bridge; when
10, and behold! they saw that since they
hod been there lust a new bridge had
l>een built, ami they crossed over it
in safety, and found that they might
have saved themselves all their anxio
ty.
Now that is just what the proverb
means. "Never waste your worry on
what you think may possibly be going
to happen." Don't think. "Oh, suppose
it should rain to morrow so that I can't
go out!" or "What should I do if I
should have a headache ou the day of
the party?" Half the time the trou
bles we look for do not come, aud it is
never worth while to waste the hours in
worrying.
Walking-Si Irk*.
To break off a brancti for defensive pur
poses, as Crusoe did on finding himself en
an unknown island, would be one of the
first acta of primitive man. A rude sup
port of this kind would soon be followed
by the pilgrim's staff, familiar to us in pic
tures of patriarchs; and from these early
staves down to ttie gold-headed cane of our
modem dandy, what a variety ot walking
sticks have been produced, according to
the fancy and fashion of the time. When,
in 1701, footmen attending gentlemen were
forbidden to carry swords, those quarrel
some weapons were usually replaced by a
porter's staff, "with a large silver handle," |
as it was then described. Thirty years
laler. g*ntlcmjw af fgthinn Iwimn m Hia.
card their swords, aud to carry large oak j
sticks with great heads and ugly faces
carved thereon. Before very long a com
petition arose between long ami short walk
ing-sticks, some gentlemen liking them as
long as leaping poles, as a satirist of the
day tells us; while others preferred a yard
of varnished cane "scraped taper, bound at
cue end with a wax thread, aud tipt at the
ether with a neat turned ivory baud as big
as a silver penny."
SU INS Cooking.
The Swiss in the matter of the kitchen
are like the Bourbons. They have learned
nothing and forgotten nothing. Their
cooking is detestable; not only inartistic,
but unwholesome. 1 had a cutlet for
breakfast the othi r day that would have made
a cannibal shudder It looked like the raw
thumb of au Anak, and was as bard and
tough as the heart of a mother-in-law. On
the other baud 1 had a couple of fried
trout the length of my middle finger,
which were excellent. And the merry Swiss
boy had me, for he charged two francs for
the luxury. 1, howevei refused to pay for
the cutlet, so altogether it was a morning
of surprises on both sides. What they j
have got good are butter, eggs, milk, fish
from the lakes, cheese, honey, and wine, j
But you cannot go ou eating "butter, eggs ]
aud a pound of cheese" forever. They :
seem to think that gaping at a mountain
or glacier ought to satisfy the appetite, i
That is all very well in early youth; but j
in middle age one is apt to prefer the pi
quant to the picturesque. Their railways
are very comfortable and the officials wore
than civil.
Timber aixl Kent*.
It is predicted that if the destruction of
timber around the great lakes goes on as it
has for the past ten years, 18&0 will see
an advance in the price of timber of 100
per cent, and a consequent rise in rents of
50 per cent. Dearer limber is probably
close at baud, although the supplies iu
Washington Territory may prevent this;
but it is a great mistake to suppose that
rents will advance iu even half the propor
tion that timber will. Year by year an
equal space of house room takes propor
tionally losss timber, partly because less is
used iu frame houses, and in pa r t because
more houses are built of brick and stone
and iron. The experience of Great Brit
ain shows how little rents are dependent
on timber. The real factor in houserent
is rohm, not material. Crowding a popu
lation into cities raises rents, unless the
available space for houses is increased, and
(be living radius of a city was never larger
than to day.
Garfield's Diary.
One of the habits of the President for
many years was the writing of a private
diary, and he has left a number of volumes,
which are about six by eight inches in size.
He did most of the writing in these him
self, though wheu very busy he dictated
the entries to the secretary. The last en
try he made himself the night before ne
was slot. Under the date of July Ist is
written, 4 Brown returned to-day,'* and af
ter a few more notes were the last words,
"Cou9in Cordelia died to day. Retired at
12 o'clock." It will be remembered that
Private Secretary Brown returned from
Europe the night before the President was
shol. The cousin Cordelia spoken of was
Mrs. Arnold, who was fatally injured by
the accident in which his uncle, Thomas
Garfield, was killed near Cleveland. Mar
shal Henry says the late President has left
several boxes lull of papers and documents,
which will probably be examined some
day and edited for publication.
FOOD FOR THOUGHT.
Our vices are like our nails. Even as
we cut them, they grow again.
Those who trample on the helpless are
likely to cringe to the pow jrful.
Piety is a good thing to have, but
Christian charity is very much better.
Never excuse a wrong action by say
ing some one else does the same ihiug.
If evil be said of thee, and it is true,
correct it; if it be a lie, laugh at it.
Who never walks save where he sees
men's tracks, makes no discoveries.
Avoid a slander as you would a soor
pion.
Activity may commit some injuries
but indolence is sure to do no good.
We owe a large part of our happiness
to our mistakes.
He is wise who never acts without rea
son, and never against it.
To win, work and wait—but work a
good deal more than you wait.
What is called impudence is generally
either ignorance or forgetfuluess.
I have lived to thank God that all my
prayers have not been answered.
We must learn to comprehend the es
sence of art from admiration of excel
lence.
Extreme self-love will set a man's
house on tire, though it were but.to
roast their eggs.
Let friendship cross gently to a heignt;
if it rush to it, it may soon run itself out
of breath.
Love is more pleasiug than matri
mony, just as romance is more entertain
ing than history.
The vanity of human life is like a
river, constantly passing away, and yet
constantly ooming 011.
Eloquence is the power to translate a
truth into language perfectly intelligible
to the person to whom you speak.
There are some persons on whom their
faults sit well, and others who are made
ungraceful by their good qualities.
The sphere of Christian duty is not
there nor yonder, but here, just where
you are.
Curiosity is a tiling that makes us
look over other people's affairs and over
look our own.
How absurd to be afraid of death when
we are in the habit of rehearsing it every
night.
God is great, and therefore he will be
sought; he is good, therefore he will be
founu.
It is one of the worst errors to suppose
that there is any other path of safety ex
cept that of duty.
All nature is a vast symbolism ; every
material fact has sheathed within it a
spiritual truth.
Adversity is the trial of principle
Without it a man hardly know s
~
Don't be anxious until you are com
pelled to be ; many a man worries about
a ghost that never appears.
One year of a noble and generous life
is worth a century of cowardly years, and*
self-cares and over-solicitude.
Whoever entertains you with the
faults of others, designs to serve you iu
a similar manner.
Seeking and blundering are so far
good that it is by seeking and blunder
ing that we learn.
We hope to grow old, yet we fear old
age ; that is, we are willing to live and
afraid to die.
Religion is good for nothing one day
m the week, unless it is also good for all
the seven days.
Opportunities are very sensitive
things ; if you slight them on their first
visit, you seldom see them again.
Excess of cere money was always the
companion of weak minds ; it is a plant
that will never grow in a strong soil.
He who has no taste for order will be
often wrong in his judgment and seldom
considerate or conscientious in his ac
tions.
When you are sick it comes easy to
promise all sorts of reformation, and
when you recover it is easy to forget
then.
The bright geuius is ready to be so
forward as often betrays him into great
errors in judgment without a continual
bridle ou the tongue.
"Faith ! never forget it is faith, and
faith only, that swings wide open the
door leading into the Gospel treasure
house of plenty."
It you would find a great many faults,
be on thelooli-out; but if you fiud them
iu unlimited quantities, be on the look
in.
Good nature adorns every perfection a
man is master of, and terows a veil over
every blemish which would otherwise
prevail.
A woman of sense is not ashamed of
poverty, nor of coufessingtoi!; ; out her
taste induces her to keep the marks of
it out of sight.
Persons dispirited by bad omens
sometimes prepare the way for civil for
tune ; for oonfidence in success is a great
means of ensuring it.
Character is like money ; when you've
got a great deal you may risk some, for
if you lose it, folks still believe you've
plenty to spare.
To think kindly one of another is
good, to speak kindly one of another is
better, but to act kindly one towards
another is best of all.
As few roads are so rough as those
that have just been mended, so few sin
ners are so intolerant as those that have
just turned saints.
Selfishness though refined, is still but
selfishness, and refinement ought never
to interfere with doing good in the world
as it exists.
Conceit is an assumption which is to
Nature what paint is to beauty—not
only needless, but a detriment to that
which is meant to improve.
Never swerve in your conduct from
honest convict* >ns ; decide because you
see reason for decision, and then act be
cause you have decided.
There is uo condition of life so bad
but it has one good side. Every situa
tion has its point of view; we should
place it in that favorable light,
NO. 48.