Forever.
Tbs mulberry I>JUM .(mopirc ilown
Hweet over the two tksl tood together.
Farting there by the gslewi y brown,
Still end sad in the eoft )i ly weether,
He held her close for leet. long kiss :
'• I will wiii for jron, dee ehe Mid, ' for*
ever."
No leter honr shall be falss w this ;
For mine Is a love that ran alter never ''
The mnltierry (lowera droop iktwn ones store
Sweet over the two that atand together :
ltnt not the two that atood before.
Farting ead in the aoft May wealhet'
For the eartli ha* ebanged ita bloom again.
And the love haa changed that could alter
never,
But a year has ooiue and gone ainoe then "
And that ia the length of a giri'a forever.
(rood-11 J e.
flood-bye, and vet good-bye * the winds I apeak.
That linger loaf
On bean> that love too well; those word* the'
weak,
flan (end the stions.
And 'tis not weaktn a. that on soul* should
dwell
Their binding away;
The rapt ut oua lran*j ort of a laat farewell
All must obey.
Right gallantly the good ship pkmgb* bar track.
Through the salt sea foam,
Aud fMWeaen# ia tlw fre'ghl .he carhee hark
To many a home.
Then sal! on. gallant ship . thy vanish 'd lowa
1 will not mouru.
For r.tiling lima will aoe fulfilled the row.
My iipe have sworn.
xor LOST.
It waa late in the afternoon of a dull
autumnal day that a group of young
people came chsttiug down the flight of
atoue steps leading from the door of a
cathedral church, in au old Atlantic
seaport town. They were members of
the choral society attached to the
church, and they had evidently been
there for rehearsal. Within, the great
building yawned black and lonely, save
in the gallery, where, over the organ, a
gas-jet spun rays of light in the gloeni,
and the sound of aoftlv subdued voices
broke through the sUlinms.
The visible occupants were two, a
man and a maiden—yonrg, and with
the cabalistic word, "lovers," gleaming
aa did the mysterious handwrttiug of
old on the wall, on their forehead*.
Robert Field, the organist, was turning
over some sheets of manuscript music
with an abaorbed air, while by his side
stood Heater Heathersleigh, her pretty
face full of auxions interest as she
watched his movements. A little clond
of uneasiness wrinkled her forehead
now and then as ahe saw the rent edge*
of angry clouds send by the narrow slit
of window, giving to tha east where the
gray sea lav tossing stormilv.
" Well, Robert! she ssid st last,
dropping her slim hand on his shoul
der. " Wall, Robert, what is it f"
The musician's dark, serious face
lighted a moment, glorious! v, as he
turned and took the little Lands in
hi*.
*' I asked vou to stay, Hester, be
cause I wished to pisy for you some
passages from my new piece.' I shall
submit it to the society at Music Hall
to-morrow evening, snd I want your
opinion in advance."
The young girl laughed—a little, rip
pling laugh of gleeful enthusiasm.
"My opinion ! Why, Robert, you
know beforehand what that will be.' It
would be nothing but a form asking it.'i
Robert raised the little hand tenderly
to his lips.
" I know that love makes gentle crit
ics of us all," he said, wisely. " But
now I want yon to forget who is the
author of the melody, and to exercise
Stir judgment without stint. Re mem
r, too, that love is the theme ; love
which, wisely or unwisely, hopes all
things, believes all things, and endures
all things unto tke end. And then he
turned to<he organ.
He played slowly at first. It was a
lonely opening, full of strange, sad
chords, as if a soul were waiting some
where in shadow. Then, as brightness
entered, the theme asserted itself. The
wonderful tones climbed higher and
higher, expressive of a great faith, of a
fond, md triumph, and bewildering
joy. On and on the chords swept; it
was as if a living chain of light ran
round the world.
When be had finished there was
silence for a moment between these
two. The lingering echoes rolled back
and forth till one by one they, too, es
caped into stillness. Then Hester
Heathersleigh stooped, snd with quiv
ering lips and tear-wet eyes, reverently
kissed the bowed forehead of her
lover.
"Oh, my darling!" ahe cried, "it
is so beautiful ! lam so proud of you.
Who taught you to play like that ?"
A proud and satisfied smile carved
Robert Field's lips as he listened.
" My love for yon taoght me," he an
swered. My love for you, which is so
great, so all-absorbing, thst my mnsic
seems to be but s poor expression
of if
Then lifting ber head he gazed for a
moment with wistful tenderness into
the rose-pink beauty of her small, sweet
face.
" Ton think it is a triumph then,
dear ? Ah, Hester, are you sure you
speak for the music itself, or only out
of a tender mercy born of yonr love for
me ?"
An indignant light brightened the
pretty violet eyes out of the drowsy
languor of youth's enchanting dreams.
" Tender mercy for yon," she repeat
ed. Then ber voice changed. "Ah,
Robert! if my love can make you write
like that now, then yonr future life
shall be fall of inspiration, for I shall
love yon more and more the longer I
know yon. I ahall love yon more and
more forever."
She wound her arm about his neck,
and with tender, maiden sweetness
kissed his forehead, and kissed his
wavy hair, and kissed the thin, psie
hand which lay nervelessly on the yel
low organ keys. And then a stillness
crept about them, a stillness more
fraught with eloquent joy than any
measure of golden speech could have
been.
While they thus stood hand in band
talking the cor tain behind them parti
tioning off the long gallery parted and
a dark face peered through. It was a
man's face, handsome but cruel in that
purple gloom of gathering shadow. It
was no friendly face, either, that with
ita many changes of hats and jealous
anger and furious despair seemed,
while the lovers talked, to be playing a
dark and stormy aeoompaniment to the
idyl of their lore.
A sudden angry burst of wind at the
narrow window roused them unpleas
antly to a sense of night and the nest
ing storm.
" Oh, the rain !" cried Heater, with s
pale face. " How thoughtless 0/ us to
stay, and you have that long, desolate
walk over the cliffs in the dark !"
" Never mind !" cried Robert, stoutly.
" There are sneh light and warmth
within me that I shall not heed a pass
ing touch of wind and water. I will see
you to your door firet, and then good
night. "
"My cousin Conrad promised to
come for me," Heater answered. " I
wonder what detains him. It is too bad
for me to take you all this long way out
of your route.
" I like it better so," the young mmi
said, gravely. "I do not like your
oeuain Conrad, and I am not willing to
trust you to his care. Oh, my darling !"
he went on, earnestly, "if my muaic
but briugs me fame and fortune I can
then make you all my own, and there
will be no more good-nights, no more
partings in the storm for us."
They pasaed down the stairs and out
into the street together, unoonscious of
the shadow closing upon them, nearer
and blacker. At the door of Heater's
home they parted with a lingering
good-by.
" My precious music," cried Robert,
buttoning las coat closer about him.
"No harm must come to that. It rep
resents fame aud fortune and love and
honor for thee and me, my darling,"
FHED. Kl'irr/, FMitornnil Proprietor.
VOL. VII.
Httler lifted a smell wet face U> peer
tuUi tho gloo;u.
" I wish yon could eUy," ehe said.
" And oh, Robert, lx careful of the
cliffs—the path is so lonely and danger
one. I shell come early to rehearsel
to-tuorrow for Ute sekc of knowing that
you ere safe."
" IK> ] " ho answoml. "1 shall bring
yvu glad tidings. Suooees is too near
for me to mi*a it uw. (tood-uight,
good-night, my sweetheart J" And so
etteakiug be passed from her into Uto
shadow of his swatting doom.
After that night oil storm tho day
dawned clear and cool. At St. Pant's
the Choral Society, jnst thou in ffrst
flush of enthusiasm over a now oratorio,
gathered early. One—Two—Throe !
tho great bells chimed tire boars and
the eiugers waited impatiently for their
loader. Something had detained him
most likely ; ho wonld come soon !
Tha hoar struck Four and ho had not
oome, and Hester Heathersleigh, with
a heart heavy aa load in her Ixiaom, fell
on her km es in an agony of prayer.
" Oh, rnv Ood !" ahe cried, reckless of
who rnigLt hear her. "He is dead. My
Robert is dead ! Ho has l>cen 'oat in
the cruel storm !"
Home one, pitying, touched her arm.
It was her cousin, Conrad Charteris ;
he waa looking down at her aith a pale
face—a face paler far than that which
he had spied npou her yesterday from
behind the gallery curtain. Her pite
ous cry had touched even his stony
heart.
" Knsh r he whispered, " here is
news from him—from Robert; come
and bear what it ia."
A note hat! been brought by a swift
ruuning messenger, sod s shudder ran
round the waiting circle of listeuers
when its content* were made known.
It was signed bv a leading physician
nf the city, and stated that Robert
Field had been picked up that morn
ing at the foot of the cliffs snd taken
home for dead. He was now, at the
dat<- of writing, lying in an insensible
condition, and it was impossible to tell
what the extent of his in juries were,
or if there was any hope of his ultimate
recovery.
A horror stricken silence followed the
reading of the note, broken at last by a
low, sobbing cry from Hester Heather
sleigh's white lips.
" I mast go to him—oh, I must go to
him ! Who will take me ? You !
von !" and she caught Conrad Cbartcria
by the arm.
He shrank away from her with a ges
ture much as if she had pierced him
with a knife. His black eyes dilated
horribly.
•* I ? Igo with yon to see him ?" he
cried. "What are you thinking oft
What do you take me for ? Then
noting her astonished look he made a
fierce struggle for composure ; but his
hands shook like withered leaves.
" Why do vou wish to go to him ?"
he questioned angrily. "§e would not
recognize you—and it is no plaoe for
yon ! Let me take you home. *
She snatched up her shawl and beund
it with trembling fingers about her
shoulders. " I tell yon 1 shall go to
him," she answered. " I was to nave
been his wife and, living or dead, my
place is now by bis side. You can oome
with me if you like !" And she fiew
down the steps.
It seemed ti age to her, that short
time she was on the road leading to the
lonelj honre of Uobert Field's widowed
mother ; cud when at last, by dint of
her prayers and tears, she was suffered
to approach his bedside, aha looked
down on a very different Robert Field
from the one with whom she had parted
in such high hope the night before.
The braises were chiefly about the
head, the phyeieian said gravely, and
even if he recovered it was doubtful if
his mind would ever be sound again.
Hester heard him, and with a groat sob
fell on her knees by the bedside. Where
now were the brilliant aspirations, the
tender bopea, the gay courage and
stout-hearted faith of one short day
gone by ? Lost 1 lost ! Success so
near to and yet to fail Triumph
so nearly won, and yet to pass by on
the other side.
" Robert, O my Robert ! Look up !
Speak to me, or I, too, shall die ! "
Ah ! bat love remained. Lore un
changed and unfaltering. This then
was left—the blessing of a love which
believes all things, hopes all things,
and endures all things unto the end.
The drawn white face on the pillow
did not change at Heeter's cr*. but
under the half-closed lids the dull eyes
gleamed feebly and the slender hand
outside on the ooverlet groped helpless
Iv. Hester took his hand in hers and
then, qnick as lightning, by some
strange, subtle instinct rather than by
any demonstratien of bia, ahe felt that
the poor, stricken senses were trying
to break through the darkness that en
veloped them and make their unknown
want understood.
"Robert, Robert! what is it?" she
cried. " What is it that yon want to
make ns understand ?"
The helpless movement of his lips,
the helpless groping of his fingers,were
enough to make one weep. Hester bent
her ear to his month.
" What ia it, Robert, dear ? Tell me
—what is it yon want ?"
The stiffened lips strove with a terri
ble effort to move, and this time one
word was feebly articulated:
" Mnsic !"
Hester looked np with a startled ex
clamation :
" Mnsic! He calls for his mnsic. Do
van not hear ? Where ia it ? Who
knows about it ? Ia it lost ?" she ques
tioned eagerly.
Again that terrible attempt at speech.
The dull eyas opened wide, the feeble
fingers clenched themselves on Hester's
hand, and, with a last mad effort of ex
piring desperate strength, he raised
himself and shrieked:
"My mnsic! Find it! Save it!"
And then he fell back on his pillow like
one dead.
"Ton have killed him," said the
physician, angrily, and at the words
Heater, with a moan, dropped down in
sensible.
Not dead ! But when, after weeks
aud months of painful illness, he faced
the world again, be looked like a
shadow out of the past. But bent and
aged, with scarred forehead and
whitened locks, the wreck of his body
was not the greatest evil that had be
fallen him ; for of the brilliant geniua
of other days no veatige was left. Had
deet of all, the miserable ghost of bis
lost hopes haunted him, and in the
ruined chambers of hia darkened intel
lect he was forever groping, trying to
gather up the myatic chords of tuneful
though! which no longer vibrated to his
magic touch. The lost manuscript
muaic had never been recovered, aud
though hia feeble mind tailed to take
in the greatness of his loss, the shadow
of something beautiful which was to
have been, but, somehow, failed to be.
lay on him, and gave hia face a wistful
look, which was sadder far in ita mute
enduranoe than any wail of speech
could have been.
Muaic was to him now something
akin tothe sound of "sweet bells jingled,
out of tune and harsh."
One day in early spring be went to
the church for the first time, leaning
on Hester's arm. The old, familiar look
of the place struck him forcibly and
roused his dormant wits. He sat down
to the organ and glided hia hands over
the keys; a few jangling, discordant
THE CENTRE REPORTER
chord* followed, wundortng and dtecon
nccled ; then his faee changed, and,
with a terrible cry, he flnug his head
on his arms.
" Oh, Heater! toll mo what is it I
have lost? Sometimes I almost reach
it —it is in my mind, aoiuetlnng beauti
ful which I almost gtaop, and then it
elndea me and fade* away. 1 have lost
it now. Heater I Heater! take me
home ?"
She kissed him and southed him with
sweet womanly words, and when he was
more composed she led him away.
Soon after that they were married.
In vain Hester's trieiuls threatened and
opposed her. She waa quietly deter
mined.
" He loved me when friends and for
tune smiled on him," she nnswered
them. " He wonld hsve given me every
great gift which the world waa ready lit
bestow on htm for love of his beautiful
genius, and shall I desert him now
when misfortune haa overtaken him 7
Perhaps—oh, perhaps some time Ood
may restore to him his lost mind."
Tears tilled her lovely, soft pathetic
eyes. "If I dared to hope it oh, if I
but might hope for it, how willingly
would I give my life to have it to."
The dsv before her wedding she re
ceived a visit from Conrad Gharteria.
"It shall not be t" he cried ont
vehemently. "Do you recoguise what
vou are doing ? Why, you had lietter
far die at onoe, for Robert Field is bnt
little better than an idiot."
"And i< he were an idiot " ret a rued
Hector, bravely hiding her hurt at the
brutal word*, " ereu tnen I would mar
ry him. I love him, and if not oue
vestige of hie glorious intellect remaiu
ed I would be Hubert Field's wife, and
a proud oue, too 1"
" And, by God, I believe TOO would,"
answered Conrad, looking with a fond,
mad lougiug tuto the small pale face,
lifted so undauntedly to his dark gaxe.
"Hester, you will drive me mad. 1
would t.> heaven that Robert Field was
dead. Wh v did he not die that uight
last winter ?" and he struck his hand
furiously on the table in a blind frenxy
of despair.
" God knows it was from no lack of
purpose in you that he did not die,"
retorted 11 *wr, spiritedly.
She spoke at random, but Conrad
shrank away with a white face. The
idle words evidently hit him hard.
They cut close and sharp as steel in
their unexpected descent, and wheeling
abruptly about he left her and did not
seek her again.
They were married quietly, and after
that, in the tender security of bis mod
est home, under the fund and cherish
ing care of his wife, health snd strength
came slowly back to the shattered frame
of Robert Field.
Slowly, too, out of the darkness he
begun to wrench, one by one, the se
crets of his prisoned mind. Old melo
dies began to shape themselves under
his touch, discordant and fragmentary
at first, but gradually assuming sym
metry and power.
" Sot quite a wreck!" he would
sigh, wistfully. "Some day some good
genii will unlock my priaou door and
set me free."
In the child that was bora to them, s
beautiful boy who sang sweet music in
every tone of his childish voice his
pride was great. He talked of him,
listened to him, watched him, ami
dreamed of him, predicting a future of
which Bert rand was to be the perfect
flower, the very golden rose of joy. Ho
the years passed, and sweet fleeter
Field's fair face grew heavenly beauti
ful to see, with its tired look of patient
waiting. God only knows how her
heart failed her now at times ; or with
what fierce power she wrestled with her
growing doubts, and prayed for strength
to help her bear this cross whose
shadow fell even darker snd deeper on
her young life.
Had her love, then, been a sacrifice in
vain?
But one dsy the answer came !
Returning one afternoon from a long
walk, Robert Field stopped in the hall
spell bound hv the triumphant atrains
of some new and beautiful melody
floating through the rooms. His worn
face flashed with the old light of in
spired thought ; his eves dilated ; his
whole form shook with a mysterious
emotion.
" What is it ? what is it ?" he asked
of his wife, who came to meet him.
" Bertrand's mnsic P* answered proud
mother Hester. " He has been engaged
with it a long time. He meant it to be
a surprise to you."
Robert Field threw np his arm
with a Joyful cry.
" It la mine !—mine ! My lost music!
—the music I played for yon that long
forgotten day ! Hark, Hester! do you
not recognize it no ? Oh Ito think
thst it hss slept so long and now comes
back to me ao fresh and fair. This ia
what I have missed ont of my life!
This is my treasure which was lost to
me and now is returned to me after
many years. Brought back by a little
child ! Our child, Hester ! Ob, thank
God for that!"
Rushing into the parlor he swept
Bertrand from the stool, and, seating
himself at the organ, with one power
ful sweep of his hands over the kejrs,
he summoned his God-given genius
from the tomb of his youth and bade it
stand resurrectionized in new life be
fore him. On and on the muaic swept ;
not- a note was lost; not a chord drop
ped out of the splendid work. Hhout
ingly, exultantly the tones leaped forth.
" and their name was called Wonder
ful." On ! on ! Up and up !
At last, from Rheer exhaustion, the
musician dropped to the floor, and ly
ing there at Hester's feet he wept tears
which were no shame to him.
"It is the very same !" he cried.
" Bertrand has written it out note {or
note, a counterpart of my own work.
Is it not an awful thing to think of ! My
own work, and yet his ! Who but Ood
can explain it And oh, Hester ! The
darkness is all gone now! Let me thank
Ood for that"
Then, wrapping his arms about her,
Robert Field kissed his wife's pale face
and kissed her tender month, ner wsvy
hair, and her slim, pale faithful hands.
"My wife ! my wife ! Oh, what if
your love bad failed you, Hester? If,
In those terrible first hours of my mis
fortune, your true heart hail been one
wbit less true, then I should have been
lying in my grave to-day, a broken and
forgotten man !"
So fame and success in the later days
of his life came, not nnwelcomely, to
Robert Field. The world welcomed his
famous piece with none the less acclaim
for ita long delay, and for the strange
story which accompanied it One truth
only concerning that fatal night Roliert
withheld—known alone to his faithful
wife. But Conrad Charteria had long
ago disappeared from the town, ana
was seen no more among them. 80 he
and Hester bnried the secret in their
hearts, contented that it should be so—
for Geld is his own avenger.
They had been taught a wonderful les
son, too, by One who, having lived on
earth, knew what the full fruition of
earthly life mnst be, and who gave, ere
he passed sway from among men, the
crowning blessing of His wisdom in a
last, new commandment—
Love ye one another!
A " mysterious " trunk arrived in St.
Louis last week. The detectives seised
it, aud found in it a half dozen Lim
berger cheeses. No arrests,
CENTRE HALL, CENTRE CO., LA., THURSDAY, MAY 7, 1874.
THE CRM SHYLY A XIA IHOX IX.
TEE EXT.
H KiUSlbkMisn SM*|u.te<t a
Strike lu>|Mitlus.
The irou manufacturing interest of
Pennsylvania, says a letter from Read
ing, is crippled, and over half the lead
ing establishments are s lapsndad, with
auother fourth getting ready to stop
work. Fifty-three blast-furnaces hsve
ceased production, the market ia
glutted and orders are scarce, while the
outlook for a revival is discouragiug.
Prices have fallen, and the manufacture
of rails, a most importaut branch of
the trad#, has almost entirely ceased.
Notwithstanding thia gloomy condition
of the trade, the puddlcra and workers
ate preparing for a war, and are tapidiy
convincing the members of the National
Union of tbc necessity for demanding
an advauee of wages to the rates paid
previous to the panic. A few days ago
a general conference of lepreaenlativos
of the United Hons of Vulcan waa held
in Reading, at which the question of a
strike waa diacuaaed, and the policy of
the workers determined by the adop
tion of the following :
'• We propose to go by market price*.
If irou sells at £7O to #75 per lon, the
boiling priee shall be flti. 75, helpers to
be paid by the heat, 4H cents. Wheu
puddling la #5.73, no allowance to be
received from the companies. If iron
advances #5 per km, the price for boil
lug shell be increased '25 cents. If there
be a decrease in the prices, the puddling
rates shall fall in proportion —all cues
tious of differences to lie settled by
arbitration, the wages to be derided by
the average price of iron during each
preceding month. Fay-day shall be
the third Haturdav of each month."
This agreement, when signed by the
officials of Ike I'niusauJ lh ouupuiM,
is to continue IU effect until August,
1875. The iron-master* have deter
rumed nut to accede to the proposition, ,
and as the Union has a fall treasury
and tb rnmlxn who have work art*
bound to contribute to the support of
thuae on a strike, a general conflict will
probably grow out of the present com
plications. The trouble ha* already
begun by the workrrs employed in sev- I
eral extensive furnaces and work* situ
ated in this portion snd other part* of
the Bute, demanding au increase of
wage*. At Heading the hands employed
at Beyfort, McMsun* A Co.'a two estab
lishments, and the lteading Hardware
Company's works, bsre struck, snd in s
few days the disaffection is likely to be
come general, lly reason of susj-enaiou
of furnscea and rolling mills aa tin
cause of the strike, fullv 15,(100 men
are now idle throngbout the Stite.
Lnnsr Investigation*.
One of the moat eminent German aa
tronomers, Pmf. Hansen, claims to
have proved, by his investigations, that -
the hemisphere of the moon, which
alone is visible to as, is uotbing but s
mountain range, raised twenty-niue
miles sbove the err rage level of the •
moon's surfsc that is, that the centre
of gravity of the moon is not her
geometrical centre, but twenty-nine
miles on the opposite skis of that orn
trc.
According to this, the more solid
part of the moon wonld be on the far
side from the earth. anl all that we nee
of her wonld be a bulging hemisphere,
comparative!j much lena dense ami
weighty, projecting twenty nine miles
beyond the surface winch the moon
ought to show to na if the denaitv were
equal throughout ; and if the hemis
phere on this aide, therefore, were uni
form in weight and form with the hemis
phere on the other aide. Prof. H. anp-
I>osea, in fact, that the moon turns a
sort of tower of cruaty, broken por one
and therefore lighter substance to the
earth, ao that we aeeonlytn exaggerated
Alpine or Andes region. If thia theory
be correct, the lunar atmosphere, if it
exist at all. would certainly be attracted
to the opposite or heavy side, and
might well fail to lo sensible at an
elevation of twenty-nine mile*.
A Hundred Years Ago.
It is one hundred years ago since the
first settlement of Kentucky. In April,
1774, the terrible massacre of the Ijogan
family by the Indians took place, and
Daniel Boone, who hstod the Indian as
much as he relished the Indian life, was
longing for revenge, when s messenger
came riding down the valley of the
Ohio with hie steed in s foam ; a mes
senger from the royal Oov. Dnumore,
of Virginia, seeking one Boone, Daniel
Boone, a woodman who had been in the
West, to go westward to the falls of the
Ohio, snd conduct surveying parties
and protect them as they went. Boone
started on his perilous journey on the
6th of June, 1774, reached and recon
ducted the surveyors in ssfety to the
settlements, the distance being *OO
miles and the time two months. The
Governor rewarded Boone by employ
ing him on a larger scale fur settling
the West. James Harrud. the founder
of Harrodsburgh, built the first house
in what was tiien termed the West, a
log cabin raised in the forest in April,
1774.
An Opinion as Is an Opinion.
A highly respectable gentleman, re
joicing in the aonnding name of George
Edward Fitz-Augnstus, visiting the
Washington Market, a few days since,
thus delivered himself to a fat country
man, whose stock ol vegetables he had
been busily investigating
" Are these good taters ? "
" Yea, sir ! " reapouded the country
man.
" A titer," resumed George Edward
Fitz-Augustus, "is inevitably bad un
less it is inwariably good. Dora i H no
mediocrity in de combination of a later.
The exterior may appear remarkably
exemplary and hoantiaomr, while the
interior ia totally negative. But, air,
if yon wenda the article ob your own
recommendation, knowing yon to be a
man ob probability in your transac
tions, I, widont any fnrder circumlocu
tions, takes a bushel ob dat superior
wegetable !"
Budding Into Womanhood.
There in * touching beauty in the ra
diant look of a girl jnat crowing the
limit* of youth, commencing her jour
ney through the checkered apace of
womanhood. It ia all dow-aparkle and
morning-glory to her ardent, buoyant
apirit, aa abe premea forward exulting
in blissful anticipations. But the with
ering heat of the conflict of life creeps
on ; the dew-drops exhale : the gar
lands of hope, scattered and dead, strew
the path ; and too often, ere noontide,
the brow and sweet smile are exchanged
for the weary look of one longing for
the evening rest, the twilight, the
night.
KISSING. —HeIen Crager, an attractive
voung school teacher was kissed against
her will by a conductor on the Ohioago
and Northwestern ltailroad. She caused
him to be arrested on a charge of as
sault and battery, and he wsa nned and
discharged from his position. She then
M ent for the railroad oompany, and has
just reoovered SI,OOO damages, the Cir
cuit Court of Hauk county, Wis,, rating
BH H matter of law that the oompany was
liable to the plaintiff for the actual
damage occasioned by Ihe wrongful act
of the conductor. Now let the railroad
companies take warning, and employ
no eondnotor of vehement oscnlatory
propensities.
THE. UNKNOWN DEATH,
A UICTKrTIVK t STOltl.
Murder hail been done in Philadel
phia—or, at leaat, so it was supposed
and the papers were full ef it. The
journals were divided in opinion about
the matter, some maintaining that it
was a ease of aiutple suicide, others in
clining to the belief that there had
been foul play, and still others arguing
in favor of death from natural though
unknown cause*. Indeed, it would ap
pear, at first sight, aa tf the latter were
the true nuppoeitioti, and tha majority
of superficial readers and thinkers who
talked over the affair at home or in the
street* the next day, seemed to have
very little trouble in arriving at a like
conclusion.
All (hut u known u this : an es
teemed eitiaen—a iuu of wealth and
high standing -bad retired to real the
night before apparently in sound health
and good spirits, and at two o'clock tb
followtng morning bad lu>en fonud dead
in bi-d, without uu visible mark of vio
Innoe upon bia person. Ilia aoa, who
bad returned home from a pleeenrr
party at that hour, had entered bia
father's chamber to deposit the front
door key there, and had made the hor
rible diaeovery. Thia young man, a
steady, reliable and Jevont church
member and Habbath acbool teacher,
had then aroused the house, and had
commuuicated the ill tiding* to the ter
ror-stricken family.
At the coroner's inquest 1 was "pres
ent, and there the sou, after repeating
substantially what baa been aaid above,
railed the attention of the jury to the
following additional and importaut
facta : that on entering the chamber he
hail fonud everything undisturbed and
aa usual, that the be-d-clotlm* even were
not rumpled, and that the position of
the deceased, as he lay, was mi natural
and easy that it wae not until he had
noticed the absence of the deep and
regular breathing of the sleeper that
he suspected, for sn instant, that any
thing was wrong.
1 was not ou the Jury, but was there
at the request of the family, in my
official capacity of murder-detect ive,
and it is needless to say that I subject
ed the body ami its surroundings to the
closest scrutiny. 1 could discover
nothing, however, that appeared ut the
leant suspicious, or to warrant a sup
position of foul play. The post-mortem
examination failed equally to satisfy,
and developed no indications of poison
in the system ; but one thing it did de
velop ; and that was, that up to the
time of death the internal organs of the
deceased had all been in a state of
healthy and vigorous action.
For once in my life I was at fault,
and must confess that I did not know
how to proceed ; but ahll, for all the
aliaenee of proof, and the seeming reg
ularity of things, I felt in me a deep
mistrust that murder had been done in
the premise* and by no unakillful hand.
Whilst 1 waa deliberating how to act,
the son came over, and began a conver
sation. He talked on Use ait-absorbing
t que of the moment, and waa aa
nervous, reetleaa, and agitated aa man
o >uld be. We were walking rapidly up
and down the chamber where lay the
eorpue, still fresh from the searching
hands of the coroner's physician, and
as we paused now and then to gaxe in
its pale, inanimate face, I remarked
that my companion shook with a alight
and well-defined tremor. I made a
mental note of this, but at the same
time did not attach much importance
to it, as I considered it but the natural
effect of the trying and painful scenes
through which the (ftm so recently
I>sssed, ami whose recollection waa re
reshed by these momentary views of
the dead. 1 did not, of course, for one
moment imagine that the man at my
elbow waa a patricide, but a murder de
tective, from habit, ia always on tbe
alert, and as I had no rlne whatever to
follow in this matter, I waa merely
searching for one everywhere—that
was all.
We continued our walk aliout the
room.
"Thia affair passes my comprehen
sion," said I.
"And mine also," said the son.
I was about taking my leave when a
small pieoeof rad rag on tbe fiaor, just
nnder tbe edge of tbe bed, attracted
wv attention, and I stooped and pioked
it np.
Tbe son observed my motions, and
•aid :
"I wonder how that got there? I
have tlic rest of that t rttele in my
drawer—it belong* to me !"
" Do yon want the piece ?" I aaked.
" Not at all." he replied ; but if yon
would like to have the remainder, I will
get it for yon."
He left me without waiting for any
reply, and ouickly returned with the
rest of the handkerchief. He handed
it to me and said as he did so :
"I am at a loss to conjecture who
conld have torn that hsmlkerohief, for
1 thought it was safe in my apartment
when 1 wentont early in the evening.
I pat the piece he gave roe with the
other I already had, and took my
leave.
Onoe at home and in (he solitude of
my ohnmler, I sat down at my table
and, with my face buried in both bands,
fell to thinking and reasoning. I
thought of the saene I had just left,
and conld not doubt that the verdict of
the ooroncr'a inry would be " death
from oanaes unknown." I thohgbt of
the son and of bis torn hand kerchief,
and I spread out the latter before me
on the table, and fitted it to the por
tion I had found wet and limp nnder
the bed of the deceased. Then I took
tbe wet pieoe in my fingers and felt and
looked at it. It <fid net seem to have
been steeped in water, and to the touch
it was just in the slightest way sticky.
I farther remarked that it had a very
faint white tinge in spots, as if some
kind of foam had recently been lipon
it. Jnst at tiist iiistaut I caught sight
of a paragraph in a daily paper lying in
front of me, and mechanically read it
The paragraph was as follows :
" A ghastly scientific discovery is re
ported from Turin, where Professor
Caaturini, the celebrated oculist, has
fonnd away of killing animala by forc
ing air into* their eyea a few seconds,
snd almost without causing pain. Ex
periments were recently made at the
Royal Veterinary School, and it is Mid
that they have fully proved the truth of
the Professor's invention. Within the
space of a few minutes four rabbits,
three dogs and a goat were killed in
this manner. The most remarkable fact
is that the operation leaves Absolutely
no outward trace."
I started up instantly after having
read this, and began rapidly to walk
the room. I was flushed and agitated.
Perhaps I had the key to the mystery
I was searching to solve t
"Gracious!" I thonght, "if this
paragraph be true, might not the meth
od of destruction be applied aa fatally
to man as to the inferior animals t"
I hurriedly returned to the house of
death and rang the bell.
The son answered the summons in
person.
He looked not a little surprised at my
sudden return.
" What is the matter ?" he demanded.
" Nothing," said I—l was quite 000 l
and collected by this time—" I merely
wish to make another examination of
the chamber of the deceased."
He led me to it at once.
I again scruUmasd tha body, thia
iota paying morn attention to the face
and head of the deed man.
There was absolutely nothing to be
seen there that I hail not seen lief ore.
I then pressed open the mouth slightly
with my finger*, and, aa 1 did so, felt,
or fattened I fell, the same alight sticki
uesn 1 hail detected op the limp piece
of haudkerohief. I looked into the
mouth, and nearly trembled for joy to
eec (here the clearly defined white tinge
ol dried foam !
For a moment I could hardly contain
myself, aud my heart beat so loudly
that 1 waa almost afraid my oompanion
would hear it and grow alarmed.
However, I did control ntyeelf, and
as soon as I could trust my voice, said :
" 1* there no way by which this house
might be entered exoept by the first
alofyf
"Oh, yea," returned the eon, aa com
posedly as ever, " there ia e door in my
apartment opening oa an ohl, unosed
portico, but that has been locked and
doable-1 toiled all win tor."
l'hia observation was just what I
wanted, for it pointed out to me away
to obtain a view of this man's private
room, and that, too, without exciting
the least suspicion.
" Will you let me see that door 7" I
asked.
"With the greatest pleasure," Mid
he ; " 1 have already examined it my
self, and found it aa secure as of old—
but perhaps your more experienced eye
tnay detect some sign there that has
escaped me."
I followed him, and witbont the
slightest hesitation he led me to his
bed-chamber.
There was the door fastened aa he
had aaid, aud I made a show of looking
at it—but that was not what fasci
nated me and nvited my attention et
once t
The walla were full of shelves, and
the shelves were crowded with philo
sophical instrument* t
1 left the portico door finally, and aa
I waa going, carelessly remarked:
" You seem to take an interest in sci
ence t"
'• Why, res," said he, smiling, "1 do,
and I (fatter myself that few men here
or elsewhere bare a larger or better col
lection of apparatus than I have."
I had touched him on his particular
vsmtv, and knew now that I might
search unmolested, sad not only that,
but with his own proper aid, for the
instrument of death.
I turned beck, aa 1 spoke, and picked
op s pamphlet from the study- table in
the oentre of the room.
The book was written in tne Italian
language.
I have some Flight knowledge of the
tongue of modern opera, end I read on
the Mile fiage that the work wee one on
the various modes of the destruction of
an its si h/e, and that it was by Oas
turini.
And Caatorini was the name of the
Professor spoken of in the newspeper
paragraph.
I felt tliet I was working on the right
track.
1 laid down the volume and gradually
turned the conversation to the subject
of pneumatics, in the course of which 1
asked if my companion bad Csatnrini's
air-pnmp. ' He told me no, but that he
had his air- syringe.
1 asked to look at it
For the first time the son turned on
me a hurried glance of alarm.
But I managed to appear as if I sus
pected nothing as if nothing more
dargerons than lore of science actuated
me in my investigations.
And my companion was satisfied; for
be at on on produced the air-syringe.
It was a strange instrument; in shape
it was like an ordinary syringe, such us
is daily employed in medicine, only
larger, perhaps iwice as large as any of
that kind I bail ever seen. It was
mounted on a stand of polished walnut,
like an eleetnc machine, and, indeed,
looked like one—the! is. e cyindrtoal
one. It was furnished with a crank,
by which it was worked, and had two
large, fuunel-shapcd mouthpieces.
These latter were not stationary, but
could be moved—brought nearer to
gether or more widely separated, aa
circumstances required.
This, then, was the instrument of
death, and it performed its dread work
silently and surely, and left no external
trace.
I touched it with a feeling akin to
horror, and aaked :
" Has this no other use than to de
prive animals of life ?**
" None," was the smiling response.
" Can yon operate it V
" Better than any I ever met"
I was standing facing this mao M he
made this boast..
I laid my hand on his shoulder.
He started and seemed not to know
what to make of my conduct.
" Tonr crime is discovered, air 1"
•aid I, sternly. "Ton are a patricide,
and I arrest yon for the murder of the
man who liae in the other chamber !"
His faee turned fairly purple with
rage snd fear, and then grew inky
black.
He sat down in the ohair without a
word.
Bis courage, and above all things,
his incompar.iole audacity, had alto
gether abandoned him at this terrible
crisis!
I spoke to him again and again sev
eral timea, but oould get no answer.
Then I rang the bell and aent for tbe
horoner's physician.
Ho came, looked at the man still ait
ting on the chair. s|>eechloM and black
in the face, and shook his head.
" This man has lost his reason!"
were his fearful worda, " What has
caused it ?"
I told him, and showed him Oastn
riui'a air syringe.
We took our prisoner into custody
and conveyed him, in a eloae carriage,
to the police station.
The ride somewhat restored him, bat
he was still altogether overwhelmed
and crushed.
We left him in a cell and went our
varions ways.
In the morning I was the first to call
to ace him.
The officer in charge told me he had !
been up the greater part of the night, >
and was than sleeping.
1 waited half an hour, and then, in
company with the doctor, who had by
that time arrived, went to the oell.
The man was there on the bed, lying
in his shirt and pantaloons, with his
face downward, and motionless.
The doctor touchr4 him—he was ,
cold and stiff. The parricide was dead.
By his sido lay a paper, crashed and
rumpled, as if in his last sgonies he
had endeavored to tear it up.
I took it and read, written in lead
pencil, the following:
" The shrewdness of the detective has
been too much for me. It was night
when I did it, and I fancied the means
pnt it beyond reach of discovery. I was
mistaken, and I pay the penalty of that
mistake freely now. That doctor is a
shrewd practitioner. A man does not
counterfeit madness with him with im
punity. Had he been aa wise in hia way
as the detective was in bin, the law
would not have been cheated of its
Firey. I had my reasons for the deed,
nlly as potont aa those I have for
this."
Here followed the signature of the
suicide, traoed in s fall, bold hand.
1 turned to the physician and the offi-
Tormii: OQ.OO a Yar,in Advance.
oer who were with me, and had reed the
letter over my shouhlsr.
I must oonfeee that I think my face
allowed triumph—triumph at having
succeeded in tracking and taking a
criminal so adroit and calculating—and
possibly I had soma good ground fur
being elated.
I did not ask the family of the mur
dered man for i reward, bnt I earned
away the air syringe, and I have it to
this dsy. I hsve made repeated expert
men fa with it ainoe it came in my pos
session, and each succeeding one but
eouviaaea me the more of lie deadly
and dangerous character.
'I here is soother thing I meet aay
before I close, and that ia thia : I have
solved the mystery of that limp piece
of handkerchief I found on the aay I
undertook the investigation of the
affair I have just been speaking of : it
waa employed by the murderer to repress
and keep hack the alight foam that al
ways flies from the mouth of the sub
ject whenever submitted to the action
of the syringe.
I look beck upon thia adventure BOW
aa one of the most important events in
my eareer, and I take pride in telling
it over and over again. It shows what
science is connected with the detection
of crime, and it also shows from what
a slight link a massive chain of conclu
sive evidence may be forwed. I aay I
look back to it with pride, and I can
only hope that an intelligent public
will hear and approve my recital- the
story of the UNKSOH DEATH.
The Isrtruu.
The Moravian Church, says an ex
change, ru drat established in thia
country by a colony ol the "United
Brethren " from Herrohut, in Saxony.
Thia oolony wont te Georgia in 1785,
but being oppoaed to bearing arms
against the Spaniards in Florida, with
whom five years after war waa declared,
they removed to Naaaretb, on the Dela
ware Biver, and in 1741, having pur
chaaed five hundred serve on the Lehigh
River, commenced the settlement, to
which at Christmas of that year Count
Zinaendorf gave the name of Bethlehem.
It became a great centre of mi—ion
ary enterprise among the German set
tlers and Indiana. With the latter the
Moravians were very anoceaafal, but
the various wars and the action of un
scrupulous whites at I—t pot an end to
the good work in Pennsylvania, the
same influences have done ever sines in
other parts of oar country.
The Moravian religion is a simple
form of Christianity. It originated in
the appearance of some persecuted
Waldenaes (exiles from Piedmont) in
Bohemia and Moravia, a. n. 11711 From
that time till the establishment of the
chnrch in America, the Moravians were
subject to the persecutions of the
Roman Catholics.
The scrvioe of the Moravian Church
is impreesiTo, accompanied by much
singing, and the occasional addition of
string and wind instruments te the
organ accompaniment The oongrwge
tn< rise* in praver. The funeral cere
monies are peculiar. When a Moravian
dies the trombone-playera give funeral
march— and bvmna from the church
steeple. By the music the initiated
can tell if the drceaaed be male or fe
male, old or young, etc. At the grave
yard, after service* in the church, the
trombones head the funeral procession,
playing, and accompany the singers in
tbe'servie— at the grave.
On Raster morning special services
•re held at daybreak in the gravc-yard,
at which the trombones assist. Thee*
instruments also announce from the
steeple the lovefeast*. of which there
arc tom for the brothers, lb# single
sisters, the children, etc., and others to
which ell ere invited. At each times
the old church kitchen is in requisition,
end bane end hot coffee diftribnted,
with appropriate service*.
The Iximnth o# Bethlehem ie plree
antly situated on the Lehigh at it*
junction with the Moooeacy, a small
but picturesque stream which rises in
the Bine Ridge.
There is mueh that is quaint and in
teresting in the old boil ding* and in
stitutions of the Moravian*. altboogh
the flavor of exelnstveness baa passed
sway, and the march of improvement
is gradually destroying the antique.
Churches of various denominations
lift their spires above the embowered
streets and houses, where forty years
ago only Moravian doctrine was allow
ed. The establishment of the Beth
lehem Iron Works, the Lehigh Uni
versity, the Zinc Works, and of the de
pots of three railroads, baa materially
interfered with the former exduaive
neas of the sect, while sdding immense
ly to the prosperity and resources of
the borough.
The dialect called Pennsylvania
Dotch is still in common use. There
are many people living in the neighbor
ing farming distrusts whose parents
were born in this country, but who can
not spesk English. These American
descendants of the early Moravian set
tlers maintain the charming simplicity
of manners by which their ancestors
were marked in the Old World. They
are temperate, virtuous, sod industri
ous. T<> visit their village is like going
into a new world, whoss inhabitants
are totally different from ourselves in
manners and customs; bat they can
hardlv be expected to maintain this
Arcadian simplicity.
Household Economy.
It is astonishing to see bow well a
man mav live on a small income who
has a "liaodv and indnstrious wife.
Horn* men live and make a far better
appears ace ou six or eight dollars a
week than others do on fifteen or eigh
teen dollars. The man does his part
well, but his wife is good-for nothing.
She will even upbraid her husband for
not living iu as good style as his neigh
bor, while the fault is entirely her own.
His neighbor hss a nest, capable and
indnstrious wife, and that make* the
difference. His wife, on the other hand,
is a whirlpool, into which a great many
silver cups might be thrown, and the
appearance of the water would remain
unchanged. It is only an insult for
such a woman to talk to her husband
about love and devotion.
Advertiaing Lotteries,
Marat Hal stead, editor of The C¥w
cinnati Commercial, waa arrested on e
warrant sworn out by Thoraaa Proctor
charging him with publishing in 7M
Cknnmervial an advertisement of the
grand gift concert of Leavenworth, Kan
sas, thereby violating the laws of theHtnte
of Ohio. It should oe remembered that
i tbe statutes of many of the States make
it an indictable offense for a newspaper
publisher to insert an advertisement
for a lottery. In this ease the oom
plaint is supposed to have been made
bv persons connected with the Louis
ville Library Lottery, The Commercial
having published what it termed "an
exposition of a swindle."
MEAT Bieccrr.—A new fcata of bis
cuit for troops was used in the Russian
campaign againat Khiva with very sat
isfactory results. Thia was composed
of one-third rye flour, one-third beef
reduced to powder, and one-third of
Kulverixed sauerkraut. Great relish
>r the food and excellent health of
those who used it were characteristic of
the Russian soldiers throughout tbe
campaign.
NO, 18,
A Saccharine Family.
There was a " oeudy-palUng" at Mr.
Gorilla's residence the oth evening.
There were some forty people present,
and they mode e jolly occasion ol it
Every one in attendance waa pleaaad
with the cardial welcome end aaaidooua
attention given by Mr. and Mtn. Go
rilla. And indeed that worthy oouple
did show a thorough appreciation.
Mrs. Gorilla may perhaps have winood
a little when some facetious member
of the party threw a two-pound hunk
of the candy on the stovepipe end roar
ed to tea it trickle down, *n<i Mr. Ooville
may have looked thoughtful a aaaaaamt
on discovering a pan of dripping moles
aea on the keyboard of the piano, bnt
they entered into the amuaenuHit with
hearty good will, and when the geeats
departed at 2A. it was with the an '
auimooaly • zpraaaed aonviattou that no
body ever hod a batter time, and that
the Gorillas were the aweetoet people
of their acquaintance. In another and
leaa agreeable sense they certainly
were. When the visitors were gone,
the Oovillea took a glanoe over their j
parlor, niched audibly, pat out the '
lights, and went to bad.
With the unrelenting light of day up
on the rooms, the Oovillea appeared to
the beet advantage ea a very sweet
family. Mr. Covine went downstairs j
tn bis stocking-feet, and se soon as he
struck the hall, he commenced to abed
yarn. Reaching, the parlor, finally,
with the chords in the back of his leg*
aching irom the exertion they were anb- |
jected to. he immediately collapsed in
to a chair and smote his forehead in ab- ;
jaet despair. Than were yellow streaks
on the stovepipe, end dark stains on
tiie keyboard of the piano, and suborn
clots on tha carpet, choirs, and wall.
They were e light-hearted and joyous
people were those candy-pollen. There 1
wasn't on article Mr. OoriUe touched
against but that he had to tear himself '
away from. He found treeele in hi*
boots when ha attempted to draw them
on, and it seemed at one time as if be
would have to cut bis leg off at the knee
to get free of them again. And when
ha rose up, the chair come np with him
—that is, Mime pert way up—and then
dropped off in an unexpected manner
and rapped him severely on a very sore
beeL There 'was a sheet of paper on .
the chair, and glued rather tightly to ;
it, but with enough melancholy candy ;
on its upper surface to take e mil tight
er hold of Mr. OoviUe's panto, and to j
hang there even after its ally had drop
ped to the fioor. And it being part of
s programme of a panorama, and that (
part containing tha principal announce
ment in very large type, Mrs. Con He,
who had now made her appearance, and
waa trying desperately to free her stock- I
ing foot from an extra large gob of the
trouble on the door-eill, woe astonished
and horrified beyond measure to be- ,
hold her ha abend dancing about the
room in a very eestecy of rage, end ad
rertiaing in s very conspicuous manner
• Views of the Holy Land."
••Why, Hasekioh OotiHer she
screamed: " what on earth are you do
ing with that thing on your pants ?"
"An outraged heaven only knows
what I am doing or going to do I" cried
the miserable man, clutching at the
panorama bill and bringing away a
handful of it. "I never oee such a
house es this," he protested, with tears i
in his eyes, " since the day I was born.
It is as' good ea two hundred dollars'
damage. 1 d butts my brain out against .
the wall," said he glaring around
gloomily, "if I could find a plane clean
enough "to doit."
••I wouldn't be sueh hogs if I were '
some people, / know I" exclaimed the
unhappy woman, and sinking on a chair
she burst into a fit of passionate weep
ing, while Mr. Ooville renewed bis ago
nised danoe, Mid burled the moot dread
ful imprecations at society.
Bat this was not nil the trouble. Die-1
figured walls, a ruined carpet, and ;
spoiled furniture were bed enough, but
the crowning evil of the occasion, the
very pinuacle of the family's despair,,
was Master Ooville. Sueh a spectacle
as that j-oung gentleman presented
when he appeared was never before
seen in any family, we are certain.
There waa randy in his ear, and in his
eve winker*, and down kia beck, end ia
his pockets, and on his clothes, and
there was candy in the inside of his
jacket sleeves, and so much af it, that
he could not, trying his beet, get that;
garment only part way on. And as for '
his hair, no pee can describe it, end e
steam-plow wouldn't attack it It woe
just simply matted with oaady. Hod
he plunged headlong into a hogshead
of the molten article, hia aroninm would
not have been more thoroughly smear
ed with it Where on earth the boy
could have been, and how he ever got
such quantities over him. no one could
toll. Tun mind of ordinary burinee* t
espscitv, it would have been s very
difficult matter to decide which should
be aeved—the boy or the moieneea. Mr.
Ooville no sooner aw him than he
cheeked e mouthful of invectives with
a suddenness that made him gasp, end ,
dropping into a chair, fall to staring at
the struggling and besmeared youth
with all ais might. Mrs. Ooville, with I
greater presence of mind, went for him !
at once, and taking him by his sound .
ear, shook him till be rattled like a pop-.
per of com. All efforts to get a oomb j
into his hair were unavailable; and '
made drejieroto by its resistance, the
disgusted parents clipped it off—the ;
father sitting on the struggling lege, ;
end holding with the grip of a vice the
struggling arms, while the operation
waa performing. With his hair thus ,
cut. toe miserable boy waa nearly driven •
to the verge of despair, bnt finds some
consolation in feeling of an iron bolt 1
which he constantly carries iu his !
pocket, and which he designs driving i
at the first favorable opportunity,
against the tkull of e certain insurance
agent who woe at the party.
Kejal Proponing,
Nicholas, the Emperor of Russia,
won his bride in a singular way : yet it
bad a spioe of gallantry in it Daring
a visit to the K ing of Prussia, one day,
while at dinner, the emperor rolled up
a ring in a piece of broad, and, hand
ing it to tha Princess Royal, said to
her, in a subdued voioe, "If you will
aooept my hand, pnt this ring on your
finger." This is the imperial way of
" popping the question." She took no
time to deliberate, bnt suffered htr
heart to speak the truth at onoe, and
their happy nuptials were soon con
summated.
The royal way is illustrated by the
instanoe of Queen Victoria's proposal
to the man of her ohoioe, Prince Al
bert
" The prince had been out hunting
early with his brother on that day, bnt
returned at twelve, '-.-d half an hour
afterward obeyed the av. >en's summons
to her room, where hi to ind her alone.
After a few minutes' conversation on
other subjects, the queen told him whv
she had sent for him; and we can well
understand any little hesitation and
delioaoy she may have felt in doing so,
for the queen's position, making it im
perative that any proposal of marriage
should come first from her, must neces
sarily appear a painful one to those
who, deriving their ideas on this sub
ject from the practice of private life,
are wont to look upon it as the privilege
and hsppineas of a woman to have her
hand sought in marriage, instead of
having to offer it herself."— Aft moira
of the Prince Contort.
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Aptto Ittmsst.
Whan May miwhl4 Mw,
followed Dm buoy bee Uram ■■ k
Dowa paths that tw avert viih parfum*
Tb* (son c4oii#r IMH|M Mr
Vm ma tn thawe-hanS torn*:
It mtif an Hw ode* of a far.
Prow Km knli of • *M mp !•-
A in* that no thrill <4 tetania*,
Had earad la U Itf* to prrtact,
AH twtrtod and •UtnUd and bacrou,
Tha orphan of oatea's negftMl
That, lana in tha lavish £ri"* baanty,
Hot* an); ana btonMainf spray .
Hat thai tu ito daltoaU ttnttof,
Tha btoaaaw Pi toakad for sßrity *
Tha soul of tlia uraa to MajpftMß
Hod Utrillsd la tha paantoa of tpt.ng,
And gtran ftaolf to its aaetHr-
Cophatm'a "Ta" to tha tfcg.-
Ho told im th. gray-boarded pafrtar,
And shows* ma DM htaoah thai ha faroha.
j All glowing and sweat on Ms epWrt
I Tha wtiila that ha draanlljr apoha.
Itmf f Interest.
The ladies will be pleased to halp a
! fallow out of a " light" pt**-
Tha laat harbinger of soring istha
fraotara of an Illinois W• ** ■ .
A oaw Mormon temple b being built
i at Hi Ooorga. Brighom Young's winter
1 Low#
! A poor ban packed hoabsmd declared
1 that the longer be lived, the more bo
I waa " wmittae."
The growing demand for three-moat
ad aoboouera is because no mm mm
: serve two mooter*.
Bo always t liberty to do good;
never make business en excuse to "*
dine tha offiere of humanity.
Ia some localities ia Denmark a mte
U not allowed to drive a white and •
blank horse together, se it ia a sign of
ill look.
The " demon of daflncas" bega o*r
Peoria, and, according toe local paper,
i "he hold# tha engine* down and smoth
er* the Home of industry."
Hood, on being abown a portrait of
himself very unlike the grind, mU
i hat the artist hod perpetrated n false-
Hood.
A fig orchard at Mormon Wood.
Haorameeto county, California, oontaln*
1,000 bearing trees of tha white Smyrna
variety.
There are still some people living in
the mountains of Kentucky who have
never seen a grain of tea or coffee in
their lives.
A batter factory, which, according to
a local paper, " will pump four hiuidred
eows," ia about to be established in
lowa.
Our young ladies ore toe sweetest
and moat truthful in the world ; at
least there are none other who are so
rand (tied.
A fellow who was cent to Jsfl in Ohio
for sheep stealing, said to the Justice,
••Well, I and Became and Tkhboree
eon stand it."
The guarantee fund of §300,000 of
the Boston Peace Jubilee hoe ell been
used up, and probably §50,000 w f "3
lriUnot satisfy tbedreitaoda toot hn e
a show of legiiimaey.
The following ia given as the new
mode of peering, down East, " I court.
Court is sVerbsctive, indacetive mood,
pre* eat tease, and agrees with all the
girls in the neighborhood.
Milwaukee thought she hod e COM
wherein e young girl died of a broken
heart, but it turned out that her coreet
strings were too tight, end one stroke
of a jack-knife revived her.
Seeing an allegorical picture of a port
on an eagle's bock. Prentice remarked
that be did not believe it was a custom
of poets to ride aa eagles, although he
hod met many a one " © a fork."
The latest use of the bribing ehromo
| is in Decatur. Ind., where a saloon
keeper has oflered one of these beauti
ful art treasures to the man who gu
' alee toe most at his bar during toe
' mouth.
For contraction of tha hoof you ore
recommended to have the hart of yon*
horse so pared that tha frogs may
; have due bearing on the ground aid
turn htm on a soft pasture as aoon m
possible.
Mot many men forget the wash-dais
of their bovhood, whew a fond mother,
i with pereottad and soapy fingem, but
toned their ooUora for them. Its im
pression upon the heart and nose is
' didn't drew anything in
; the Louisville lottery will now swear
, off forever, and in about six weeks will
be hunting after tickets and getting
reedy to be swindled again in another
scheme of toe seme kind.
lew storting man of sense, who
thinks more of hm mind toon his body,
need never leer competing withe dandy.
The latter, wtoae tool ia fixed upon a
showy exterior, ia sure in the raee of
life to prove nothing but an outsider.
A boy who had been taught that time
ia money appeared at the bank the
other day, and remarked that he
I bad had an hour given bun, and be
would like to spend a quarter of an
! hour, and would take toe change for
the other three-quarter*.
Bishop Whelon of Wert Virginia ad
visee Bom an Catholics to abandon the
use end sale of liquor. He eava that
the word of God does not really fortnd
the traffic when used with modification
and with reason, bat these condition*
are seldom complied with.
The Doilg Herald of Duluth ia dead.
Weekly rece.pto, §9O j weekly expendi
tures, §BO. As the Philadelphia Ledger
might say :
JktUf Urrald, thou hast left ua
And thy loss w> daeply M :
Bet esoM fool will Mart eootoar—
We ton sH our ao*row has!
Diphtheria, scarlet fever, measles,
and kindred diseases are largely m
dneed by the poisonous exhalations
which oome from our uncleaned streets.
When a thaw com memoes, the atmos
phere is charged with unwholesome
vapors, and in general the tender chil
dren are the sufferer*.
One of the chubby close of four-year
old Handsv-aohool scholar*, when talked
to by his "teacher about the sinsi and
frail ties of the body, was otAed" Well,
mv son, what have you besides this sin
ful body ?" Quick as thought the little
fellow responded : '• A eleeo shirt ukd
a nice new pair of breeches."
Nothing teaches petieece Uks * gar
den. You mar go round and watch the
opening bud from day to day, but it
takes its own tin*, aid you cannot
urge it on fester then it wilL If forced,
it only torn to pieoes. All the beat
results of a garden, like those of life,
are slow but regularly progressive.
Since the death of Aali Pasha, in the
latter part of 1871, there have been six
grand rimers in suooessien in Turkey.
The present one, Hussein Ayric Paslia,
is said to be the best general officer in
the Ottoman service. Ha was Minister
of War under the last Administration,
end instituted the reform in the army.
" Nothing," said an impatient hus
bond, " reminds me so much of Balaam
and his ass as two women stopping in
ohuroh and obstructing the way to in
dulge in their everlasting talk. "But
you forget, my dear," returned the
wife, meekly, " that it wee the angel
who stopped the wey, and Balaam and
his aaa who complained of it"
A new method f preparing coffee is
becoming popular in France. After
roasting, the ooffee is ground to a very
fine flour, which is then slightly moist
ened, mixed with twioe its weight of
powdered sugar, and pressed into tab
lets. Ooffee prepare*! ft this manner
is claimed, pound for pound, to be sus
ceptible of far more complete utilisa
tion. i "-j ■
la 1805 there was but one anin this
country who oould make drawings for
cotton machinery. HU name WM Og
den, and he was abducted from Liver
ptnil to Providence, R. L, in those day a
i great offense. When it was discovered
in Manchester his wife ana children
were turned out. of employment, and
came on the parish, but were soon sent
to Amelias