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THE NATIONAL ODE,
Look up, look forth, and on!
There's light in the dawning sky;
The elouds are parting, the night is gone;
Prepare for the light of day!
Fallow thy pastures lie,
Andy rthe shepherds stray,
And thel lds of thy vast domain
Are aiting for purer seed
Oty aowledge, desire and deed,
For keener sunshine and mellower rain |
But keep thy garments pure i
Pluck them back with the old disdain
From the touch of hands that stain ;
So shall thy strength endure.
Transmute into good the gold of Gain,
Compel to beauty thy ruder powers,
Till the bounty of coming hours
Shall plant on thy flelds apart
The oak of Toil, the rose of Art!
Be watchful and keep us so;
Be strong and fear no foe;
Ba just and the world shall know
With tho same love love us as we give;
And the day shall never come
That finds us weak and dumb,
To join and smite and cry
In the great task, for thee to die, :
And the grester task for thee to live
a
A Matter-of-Fact Heroine.
Love is a Pastime In Which the
Hunter Should Make the Game
Pursue Him,
Because she was a flirt—that is the
reason it served her right to be caught
ap with in the manner I am about to
parrate. Not the usual Thing—the
emotionally cruel young woman who
lightly breaks men’s hearts until she
falls into the hands of the emotionally
eruel young man who breaks hers. for
emotionally young men are usually hope-
less cads, and Miss Woodbury loathed a
cad, and knew one by instinct afar off,
When Rachel French, in Mrs, Bur-
nett’s ‘“‘Haworth's,”
at the youth and then throws him ove:
her father, on being aware of her little
adventure. calls her conduct *‘deucedly
ungentlemanly,” which is
Bell Woodbury was not an
manly girl, but she inherited, and her
education had fostered in her, a slight
contempt for the side of
human nature ; realize
the damage she sometimes did. Most
women overestimate it.” She professed
to believe that love was a fifteen-minute-
long craziness, which one shook off and
laughed at. like nervousness or chilis;
and marriage—that bulwark of the state
—this foxy young woman regarded as a
sort of infernal hocus-pocus, b
ta
makes a dead set
*
expressive,
ungentle-
3 al
emotional
so she did not
vy which
y1er hy t
UK,
a being who had been by in-
finite flattery and prostrate ad
to believe
found herself helplessly a slave forev
pay § %
oration,
herself a queen,
By assuming an elevated and coldly
philosophical tone in discussing prob-
lems of the day-—universily ed
for women, co-education, the ball
y
contrived, in
women—she
of thelr ac
early stages
lure the men she flirt
frank expression of m
for the whole sex, that could
itself to any independence
tion
forced
“Men
phrase she had h
could hardly place the
she had beard it in,
She liked to hear
because they
position.
saying : **The real world
thought. There Is nothung
artists deify-
bv concessions-—Inu
from them
are natural
card sO ofits
igthen her
ATINOT ANEW,
is quite as I
in the |
nothing.
nothing, hing.
reiteration was a defiance of an unquiet
misgiving as to whether men are likely
to turn their hearts inside out for in-
spection, when their cue is to be coldly
philosophical. Still, when s un-
fortunate told her, later, with more or
jess axcitemeut, that he lived in her
smiles, as it were, and would fain make
such eachinnatory hibitation permanent,
it amused her to ask how it was pos-
gible that he should care so much for
the favor of one whom he pitied so heart-
ily and meant to rule so despotically ?
"No, but she was different from all
other women, and he an exception to
the tyranny of all other men,
It is just to say that Miss Woodbury
was made, and not born, a flirt. At an
erly stage of her development a brilliant
woman of the world had taken a fancy
to her, and assured her that she had in
her the material for a chef d’ curre. Belle
was restless under the training of her
friend. She was naturally reserved, and
a little melancholy, and the admitted
diversions of young-ladydom bored her,
“It's all so pale and meaningless,” she
fretted ; ‘1 could be Adah Menken, or
1 sould be a nun, but this pitiful betwis ¢
and between, what is it ¥7°
“It’s very interesting to be so extreme,
no doubt, my dear,”’ said her friend,
eynically ; ‘‘but we must work with what
we have; and of the women who don’t
fascinate the men about them it is simp-
ly said that they—a-—can't, Think of
that when you are feeling particularly
superior and high-minded.”
Miss Woodbary acquired from her
friend’s invaluable lessons an insincerity
which made her more companionable
than trustworthy. She could treat a
new acquaintance as if he or she were
the found-at-last complement of her
being, and then forgot the wretch so
utterly that when it rushed forward
pext time, torenew the pleasantly begun
ne
every effort to seem as if her memory
wasequally good it was chillingly ap-
parent that she had, in fact, no recolle¢
obeying her friend's precepts, she had
adopted the peculiarly feminine line of
activity called by young women in
moments of expansion “trying to make
people like you,” and it is so true that
the heart leaps kindly back to kindness
that the effort is usually crowned with
success, and Belle sometimes gathered
in a sealp she had not warred for, and was
made inexpressibly happy by the acquisi-
tion. In her various affairs she gene-
rally took a man of her size—to speak in
the language of schoolboys—a worldling,
and an intellectual mortal, in order that
conversation need not be limited to senti-
ment, and that she might have the con-
solation of remembering that, of course,
he went in with his eyes open, She
liked to find out what was sensitive and
high in men, their dearest dreams, their
gentlest, inmost good qualities, and she
was, as I have said, quite gentlemanly
and discreet ; but once she contemplated
a thoroughly unworthy and heartless
flirtation, and was amusingly punished
for it, and this is the way it was:
There was an interesting woman in
the city of St. Dominie, Miss
Woodbury lived, who desired to pose as
where
a patroness and fosterer of literature and
consternation of such artists
had the
live in Saint Dominic; for,
art bien
art, to Lhe
and writers as misfortune to
while artists
would not for the world be anything but
what they are, they are dissatisfied to
be pursued
account of their artistie proclivities, and
i
by Philistines Solely on
yble discontent—for,
the
if they
theirs is a reason if
tehy talk
tnderstand, and
Philistines cannot
talk
else the Philistine looks aggrieved, as if
ahi Pp
anything
she were losing part of her invitations
The lady ]
her name was Mrs, Reade-—pr
Belle Woodbury,
that misguided
itioned
ofessed ar
and
young
worth. have me:
admiration fou
from the
woman |
hour
nied a volume fo
had her
rashly pri
Reade
ad
Mrs,
poems, marked
for prey.
three
Mrs,
t was in her Friday after.
and of
throngs Belle projected herself one day
her-
Bella's fixed rule was to decline
invitations and then accept one,
Reade’s deligh
noon receptions, into one these
wondering how she should make
self smile when she finally reached Mrs.
Reade. When she did, she became ins
§ Fr po, - 3 a) 3} -
terested and forgot herself altogether,
Ong, un-
Iv Mrs. Reade’s side stood a
He Was
a good 1
«1, but
ora nly mar with ae
Kailisy Hail, W a .
y
faite une lle won-
derad whet!
was, he wo
natnre
nerve,
Causiic expia
of
tha 4 ¥
a «had
would b neerely “ Does
somebody,
Yin
Ove O
Ta%iy
turned the noblest efforts to confysi
i
by of lean
Bru
He |
be sure, ti
SOTE
mmel have foreseen,
than oval,
of human nature ; and
H
d's, but
f
prettily shaped, indicated a lack of com-
bativeness and power not good to see in
a masculine face,
and
like
man'r~kindness again, and love
talent. Eyes soft and patient,
those of a lady's horse, He
quiet, and had a sweet voice,
Eelle summed him up in this way, and
had met him-—** Mr, Bracey "'—and was
body was
when she became suddenly aware how
distinctly she was saying to herself: ** I
wonder if I could make him love me, |
interested in the man, but because she
suffer, He
strange master vivisects, or the doe the
shot that should have been kept for
death,
Bracey gave himself up to her blan-
dishments with an alacrity that gave
her food for reflection.
“1 wonder if heis married ?"' she
mentally observed, and the next thought,
although not permitted to take definite
shape, was something like: “If he is,
80 much the worse for Mra. Bracey.”
Such promptly barbarous designs de-
serve a word of explaxation, Miss
Woodbury was in a savage frame of
mind, and, like the frritated cobra,
ready to strike at a tree if that was the
only thing that presented itself, With-
out exactly calling life a circus, she
always thought of herself as the heroine
of the sawdust arena, riding lazily,
lying along the back of a horse which
symbolized freedom, dreams and inspira-
tion. She would picture the philoso-
phers, her friends, as ring-masters rosh-
ing up to her, extending a paper-cov-
ered hoop through which she would
jump ; wonder very much where she was
to find herself safe on the back of th
dream-horse again,
step or not a good jump, she would roll
ignominiously on the sawdust, and the
the right to count a tally. Long ago
self, and his horse, a splendid black,
riding, indeed. Then one day the vic-
ious black bolted, and went clear over
the railings and out of sight, carrying
bury’s friends informed
devil,
ago, but still when the arena seemed
oppressively circumseribed,
thoughts went wandering to the possible
dered if her own horse would not bolt
some time and carry her where he was,
Then she remembered that the Inferno
itself is in circles, and thought possibly
the sawdust ring might bave its ad-
vantages for women,
Meantime, in her latest leap she had
been disgracefully
the
rously ready to give her a mount again,
though ring-master stood chival-
for the moment it seemed more easily
i
than done, and she had brooded
the
said
over defeat until her mood was
somewhat dangerously vindictive,
Of course, she stood beside DBracey a
model of suave receptiveness,
“You are a poet,”
in his voice,
"said Be
+1 t
a thrill
'
HIN0 are you; lle, softly,
io
Lie
iE
a cock to Swineburne and a candle
shakespeare for so taking in vain
natne sacred to her under the sun.
rk at a venture, too ; sl
Lie
made the rema
know the
of
SHOWINE §
couldn't man rhymed, but
his face relaxed
muscles
hat she had stroked scientili-
cally the velvet of his softest vanity.
“If Mrs
would be delighted,”
“This is the way she
wishes us to talk
Reade could hear us
she continue,
sneering a little,
1
“I don't understand you,’ said Bra
cey simply."
“I mean that Mrs. Reade
to pretend that we believe that our mis-
erable little penny-dips are lighted with
talk if
pouted Belle, discontent-
the sacred fire, and to As we
were real.’
edly.
said
werfectly
‘*Are you not real?” Bracey,
quite gravely, “I am} sincere
inall 1 write: 1 couldn't
not.’
**No,
v3 Yor
priuousiy.
I'm not real,” said Belle, im-
y. “I try to be sometimes, but
I am not."
Bracey looked first sad, then thought
ul, then radiant.
she accordingly
poy
Brau
peopie han TOs
€Y Wis & Nal
who was ambit
tion
i
Every
stirs luinnad 45 vrvmiess 4
Come 10 THaKe §
s frviin }
On iin
amu
when, not
two or
months,
fact
past few
by the that he was
tered the freshman class at the Uni-
1 he took his degree,
“He writes 7° asked Belle,
“Ur you would not see him here sim-
pered Mrs, Reade, “I liked his poems
oh, he has genius, Miss Woodbury |
and I never rested until I met him,
it delightfully Bohemian for him to
dress as he does 7°
fas
“Bohemian I’ echoed Belle thought-
fully ; **I didn’t think him Bohemian
nor brilliant ; I—what am 1 talking
about 7-1 admired Mr. Dracey very
I have to thank you, Mrs.
Reade, for one more pleasant acquain-
"
When she went to her carriage Dra-
He
gave her some green, pointed leaves,
which she accepted mechanically.
*“1 should like to see you again.
May 1 ceme and
see you 7 he said, with the simplicity
of a child. Belle gave him permission
to call. His directness pleased ber;
it was part of the man, and had not the
farthest affinity with intrusion. Musing
upon the ringmaster as she drove, she
Bracey, until, clenching her
hands with annoyance upon the leaves
she still held, a faint fragrance made
her examine them. They were bay
leaves,
Bracey duly made his appearance,
and Belle in turn went over to the
University and examined its points of
interest with the mature but studious
freshman ; and.after that they saw each
other often. She was beginning to like
him very much, but the tenchings of
her old-time worldly friend asserted
their power, and she was discontented
to perceive in him no sign that he was
becoming a victim,
“Perhaps,” she said to herself, *‘ he
i# a man who can be a woman's friend
without falling in love with her, or
going to land, and, until lately, rejoice |
considering it & duty to flay at being
ferently complimentary to the woman |
the ringmaster, I should like to make
him writhe a little, Patience! 1 shall
do it yet.”
She tried gushing over him, and
blushed guiltedly when she met his
One day, becoming |
desperate, she rent him some books, |
ing note : {
A i
i
Dear Miss Woodbury ;—1 am obliged |
I do not
gaged to a young lady at the East. It |
is a hopeless affair enough, but she has |
promised to wait for me, She is study- |
ing, a8 1 am. I am very happy in
I love her,
I hope this will not give you pain; I
thought you ought to know it. If I |
had known you first perhaps 1 might |
have liked you best, Indeed, I shall |
always like you, and very much, too, |
but we can only be friends. Yours,
very truly, John Bracey.
Every man she had flirted with, every
woman she had gushed over and forgot-
ten, was signally avenged in the storm
of comic rage that for a moment made
Belle's face a study afier reading this
note, If gee had been a man she would
sworn ;
HIRE a
talked,
‘Poor. weak brain! she said.
On.
take the
most
trouble to try to him the
give
educati
he
and the
the ng ache he
n his life, who thirsts for euitiva-
serene stupid t
Lion
ks about
ing me
suddenly the u
ity of the situation
ew down houted
laught Her
¥ v ds {a F ¥ #3 ova
ghnier. METI i LSLICE
3
i
awn
ved the note, and |
of humor found
She leaned {
ly wrote :
Brarey
You
is
fidence,
A man
ive, Foe ai
I see vou
Thank vou again.
Isabel Wabdbury.
¥ i}
MORE Tries,
’
ways your friend,
either
She sealed this, and went
daughter, an
leaned upon
uttered :
Over-palid Singers.
®, th a brings no money,
wat If
ried
oper
ti
n singers
with rare exceptions), is only jus
in Italian. Equally often have I stated
believe in 1} ]
8 of the Covent Garden mone
be established by the
Maj
the
frigr
of Her
whether
siv’s Theatre,
in combination ot
Majesty's was practically closed
last season, so that Covent Garden hy
the monopoly of Italian o) era,
ranch did their profits amountto? Was
it fifteen per cent. as promised, was it
ten, was it one percent. ? Was it not a
loss, and a considerable one ?
tisements instead of the bona fide vale
of the artists we all know, What has
not, for instance, been put in move
ment to drive up a certain singer's
value 80 as to reach the prices of
Madame Patti? A singer, like every
marketable article, is worth what he
fetches, If a singer like Madame Patti
barely announced, fills Covent Garden ;
if, through her instrumentality alone,
£400 crowd into the house, she is cheap
at £200. If a singer, say Madame Al
bani—I do not here discuss her artistic
value, and how far she may be a great
or not a great singer; 1 only speak of
her financial value—when she asks 4
be paid £100 per concert and her name
does not draw that sum, she is evidently
overpaid. It so happens that for four
Brighton concerts she was paid £400,
The balance showed a loss of £600, At
=|. James’ Hall she was paid 130
guineas one oratorio night ; the benefit
of the concert was brilliant by its ab
sence, At a very recent occasion she
was paid 150 guineas at the same hall.
Never were the expenses made. Is that
not a proof that she is paid too much,
that her value is overrated, and that
concerts must become impossible in the
same ratio as the prices of singers go
beyond reasonable bounds? The pro
session is thereby playing into the
hands of amateurs and helping their
own ruin, I therefore say, be careful;
do not ask too much; you'll eat the
goose with the golden eggs.
MP
The largest desert is that of Sabara
a vast region of northern Africa, ex-
tending from the Atlantic Ocean on the
west to the valley of the Nile ‘on the
east,
Home Economies,
To make a steak tender, put three
tablespoonfuls of salad oil and one of
vinegar, well mixed together, on a large
flat dish, and on this lay the steak.
it i# cooked, The steak must lie on
this tender-making mixture for at least
half an hour to aside; the toughest
steak will sucumb to this and be perfect-
ly tender when cooked.
Grare Carsup,—Take five pounds
of grapes, pick over carefully and pulp
them. Boll the skins until tender;
cook the pulps and strain through a
colander or sieve to remove the seeds,
then add the skins and cook again with
three pounds of sugar, one quart or less
of good oider vinegar, two tablespoon.
fuls of cinnamon and allspice: half a
Boil thoroughly
and can for future use,
How 10 MAKE AN Oup Dessert,
Here isa novel and pleasing way to
prepare a dessert. It is es
those happy households
days are kept as joyous festivals:
a small hole in the end or side of
¢ } i i york
CRE ghielis, i hirongh
Fil
made of cornstarel
ber of
it Tis ’ hie an $4
out the egg. 1 the empty sl
hot pudding,
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When cold
the shells, serveons
IOBS cak
| off
| surround the egg-shaped pudding
Il If
divide the
[EET 8 §
jelly or jam, you wish
much toruble,
add to ong
half and
1 chocolate, and I
muffins,
hh courage,
i
PrirLosorny oF BREAD MARING.-
cookery being placed on the
igher &
+ hig ducation of women,
is being considered one « f the
realized
nds
home
by
iO
always have
a8
SESE Sl
the
xing
mrged with
carbon
i erated bread. Yeast
5
Anil
ng
{ one associates more with
| scribed in Biblical literature, is a paste
wed io
| made of flour and water and allo
Sometimes housekeepers and
| bakers keep a piece of the risen
for the next bread
eaven.
§ BOUr.
dough
mixing, and this is
BEErsTEARK AND PoraToEs Take
a large and tender steak, bone it, and
scatter over it bits of butter, salt and
pepper, a little sage and finely chopped
onions. Over that spread a thick cov-
ering of mashed polatoes, well sea-
soned with salt, fresh butter and a lit-
tle milk. Roll up the steak with the
potatoes inside, and fasten the sides
and ends with skewers. Put the steak
into a baking pan with large cupful
of stock or gravy, and let it cook slow-
ly, basting it often. Serve with a rim
of mashed potatoes round the platter,
end garnish with watercress,
How to Prepare Yeast, Take three
good sized potatoes, pare them and
and place them in cold water, Take a
small pinch of hops and one quart of
boiling water, and boil ina yorcelain
or enameled saucepan, and not in tin
Mix a quarter of a cup of sugar with
a quarter of a cup of flour, and {wo
tablespoons of salt. Into this mixture
grate the potatoes, this keeps them
from turning dark, and then pour on
the boiling hop water strained and stir
steadily. If the potato does pot thicken
like a thin paste, put it all in a double
boiler and cook a trifle till it does
thicken, Strain the whele, and when
lukewarm add one cup of old, yet good,
yeast, Let is rise until it is foamy and
bottle with care.
A] 500
For a mare with scratches: Give
her one of the following balls every
day for three days, then two a week:
Barbadoes aloes, two ounces ; nitrate of
potash, three ounces; powdered ginger,
four ounces ; molasses sufficient to make
eight balls, Feed flax seed tea daily.
Agricultural.
Perfect cleanliness in the stable will
ald greatly in the manufacture of good
butter; in fact, it is impossible to make
fine butter from filthy kept cows,
Pat your wood ashes where they will
do the most good--that is, around the
peach trees, Potash
specific the
in considered a
Btable
excessive growth
against yellow,
manure leads to an
of wood and foliage,
Farmers are everywhere
wi
ving tes-
timony to the efficacy of keros cre as
preservative of fence posts, Soak well
with kerosene going
the ground, and the post is not only
nt
the portion into
well
peiled,
preserved, insects are re-
ONE Bguaneg ACrE.—The number
of square feet in an acre in 43.560, In
order of
1 length and breadth
to have this area, the piece
land must be of
iI together will
produce the above number. Thus an
of land might tu Ad) feet long by
Pang magh 3 i wong ou
t broad ; 21,750 feet long by two
by three
of
acre
3 ow
pas
nL
i come Wo
ii an even
about fifty per
the
on: but when
he grain,
the pet
in
utler made
a viel at
and that
little
of poor quality,
nse production
iter
western cheese
In 1881
- 3
ana
§ hic $ werkes
thelr highest prices,
(0G, 000 boxes of cheese and
vutller were
ORCHARD, —Day-
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poses 1o
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the soil.
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aside
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roots left
the
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Savs the
4
A seasonof activ
PY
Eve;
ed beforehand
i In making
r work should
We have known a helf day of
plowing to be Jost because the whiffle-
mers
spring plowing
in stock, and
when one is needed the team is taken
from the field and driven to the store.
Such a loss of time is a serious matter,
and should be thoughtfully guarded
against by ample provision of all such
articles of the farm. It isa poor time
to mend a harrow when it should be at
work in the field. Wedo not favor that
economy, il way be so called, that re-
lies upon the neighbors for many of the
tools of the farm. There are certain
farm bnplements that may be owned in
partnership, as a roller or reaper, but
the constant borrowing of rakes, foiks,
ele. is not a wise and economical prae-
tice, Be provided with all these essen-
tial farm tools, and have them in good
order, and at hand when the time ar-
rives for using them. Now is the time
to look to these matters, and make all
needed preparations for the busy days
that will soon be here. In the peace of
winter prepare for the war of spring.
trees were not at hand. far
start
without a single point
Nome
out with their
Population of the World.
Dis, Behm and Wagner, of Gotha.
the well-known statisticians of popula.
tion, have published their compilations
for 1852, The populations of the var-
ious continents, according to the latest
data, are given as follows: Europe,
327,743,400; Asia, TOO,501,000; Afriea,
200,803.200; America, 100,415,400 ;
Australia and Polynesia, 4,932.400:
Polar Regions, 82,500 ; total, 1,443,887 -
500. Of these, in round numbers, 400,-
000,000 belong to the western branch of
the dominant Aryan race, They are
subdueing and displacing, or absorbing
the competing races at all points of con-
tact, A