| GOD'S GOODNESS. — By A. Asumux Kerry. He sends the sunshine and the rain, His creatures here to bless; We sow, He gives the golden grain, And clothes the fields with grass. He gives us strength to till the soil, Qur store He doth increase | His bounty sweetens sl our toil, And erowns our lives with pesce ! The changing seasons come and go,— fle wakes from Winter s sleep The joyous Spring. that we may sow Against the time to reap; He fruitful makes the barren ground To crown our toil with cheer; His goodness still in all is found, Tnroughout the varied year. What tho' the primal curse be laid, He tempers it with love; The very curse a joy is made, For toil a joy doth prove. And let us murmur as we will, When al: goes not quite right, His mercy falls upon us still, As falls the dew at night! —Bryn Mawr (Pa) Home News srr rai A wo Winning a Wife. “Go down and pick a few quarts of blackberries, Hulda, child, and don’t sit doubled up over that book any longer,” said Mrs. Holt, as she dumped down a basket of linen she had just brought in from the bleaching patch—fresh, fair, fragrant linen, with the odor of new- mown hay permeating through every fold of it. Hulda lifted up her golden brown head and gazed at her auut with great, soft, appealing eyes. “Oh ! aunty, its the *T'wo Orphans,’ and 1 do want to know whether they ever find each other again. You know Louisa is blind, and—"’ “There, that'll do. I bet they found each other all right in the end. You know if they did it right off there wouldn't be any story. Take your bas- ket and get enough berries for supper. You know Joe Travers and Aleck Hunt are helping your uncle with the hay, and hungry enough they will be. Go along.” So the ‘“T'wo Orphans” had to be laid aside. and Hulda, somewhat reluc- tantly, took her way to the blackber- ries. They grew at the foot of the meadow by a running stream, and they were tempting, luscious and plentiful. Hfulda's thoughts were with blind J.ouisa, while her fingers were busy with the berries, and she scarcely let her eyes wander from the basket. She was fair to look upon, this orphan niece of the old New England farmer. Tall and with gold-tinted, bronze hair, brown eyes, and sun kissed, soft, smooth cheeks, with a peachen down on them. Her eye lashes were particularly long and curving, and she had a way of looking out from under them that had a great effect upon the young men she met at ‘meeting’ and singing school. Not that she tried to fascinate them, but she could not help doing it, any more than a rose can smelling sweet. Hulda was net quite seventeen, Her father had been a teacher of music, her mother a sister of Silas Hope. poor, so Hulda came to the Hope home- stead when she was ashy girl of eleven, slender but not looking with her wistful a young fawn. Her uncle welcomed Ler with open arms, and his wife, though child- less herself, was a woman who had a heart big enough to have a place for all the friendless little ones that came in her way. Hulda was happy—thoroughly happy and content. The fresh air, new milk and early hours built up her slight form. Though she remained slim. she filled out with the roundness of beauty. Her warm cheeks glowed with a sunset flush, and her lips were like coral. Hulda’s dress was a simple : dark-blue print, and her head was cov- ered by that well-nigh obsolete form of ugliness, a sun-bonnet. Still the waves of golden hair showed on the smooth young brow, and the blackberry gath- erer formed a pretty picture, Not unobserved, either, for across the brook under the shade of some drooping willows, a tall man in a gray shooting dress lay watching her. “What a study for Evangeline,’ said he to himself, * What a Marguerite!” The man kept very still and in all probability Hulda would never have been conscious of his presence if another party had not appeared on the scene. The new comer was a stout man about forty years of age, with a long, black beard, large soft hat and brown velvet coat ah slender, help They both died young and ungraceful, eyes, like S000 ullo, Morley! What luck ?” he exclaimed. The sound of the voice startled the girl, but a healthy, careless existence had endowed her with strong nerves, and her surprise was not alarm. She gazed at the strangers with calm interest, for they were unlike the men she saw in her daily life. “Poor luck, Carlton, 1 fear trout are too sensible to take much notice of my unsophisticated efforts to attract their attention.” “Possibly so. Well, I have whipped the stream also with more skill than success, Let us adjourn.” Hulda had returned to the berries, but her cheeks were flushed and her young heart throbbed, for she felt Mor- ley’s eyes fixed on ber face. “What a pretty girl,” said Carlton in gn undertone. “Yes ; an unusual style of beauty. I never saw anything lovelier than the No common pink and white blonde beauty, but the ripe tones of the old Italian masters,” The basket was full now, and the girl was turning away, when Morley ress to his feet and addressed her gently and respectfully. “ Can you tell me where 1 can buy some milk or cider—anything cool to drink 7’ “Yes. If you go up to the middle of the meadows you will find a bridge. 1'll wait here for you, and that red house is where my uncle lives. Aunty will give you some milk ; we haven't any cider.” “Thank you.” She stood waiting for them, basket in hand, while Morley gathered up his fishing tackle and sought the bridge, followed by his friend, Hulda was shy, but she replied to the questions addressed to her by Morley with self possession, He was surprised to find how well informed she was, She had a passion for reading, and for- tunately had been able to gratify it, for the library of the old clergyman who lived near the Hope homestead had been placed at her disposal. When they reached the house supper was already on the table. Mrs. Hope expressed no surprise when the number of guests at her table was increased by the She made them welcome and showed them their arrival of Strangers. places. Fresh, home-made bread, cold boiled ham, corn cakes and Hulda's blackberries, washed down with creamy milk. reasonable time, then the engrossed their attention for a men sought the doorstep with their pipes, and Hulda, her aunt and the hired gir! went out to 1k mii, Silas Hope was a shrewd, middle- sober. smart and far seeing, and Morley and Carleton soon became interested in He asked them questions that bordered on the inquisi- tive. but still kaned that they were strangers inthe neighborhood— Carlton, his conversation, no an English lawyer, come over to look for a lost heir ; Morley, also a lawyer ¢ I've almost given up hope of finding the man I am in search of,’ said the Englishman. ‘I lost all trace of him since the war. le was a music teacher and the army, taken prisoner by the rebels and escaped from the Southern prison— Libby Pris- on.” “An English—music teacher—served in the army. May I ask his name, sir ?"’ His was an stanley Earlwood. was the younger son, in Boston. ioined was + Certainly. name un- He of a younger son, common one and when he left England had no ex- pectation of ever coming into the title or estate.” Silas Hope took his pipe from his mouth and rubbed his chin thought fully. Supposin’ the man’s dead, sir. Sup- he married out here and left What then ¥*’ “¢ If those children can prove their descent they will inherit the title and estate.” “If they are boys, maybe ; bul what would they git if they are girls 7" “If they are girls they will inherit large fortunes, but the title will pass into another branch of the family. I wish I could find any trace of Stanley Earl- 1 shall return to England next month. but I have done nothing." “You can find a trace of Stanley Earl- wood, sir.” “Where cried Carlton, startled out of his carelessattitude by the marked significance of his tone. “ Yonder.” replied Silas, pointing across the meadows, where, in the early autumn moonlight the white tombstones of the churchyard glistened. “ What, here?" “Yes. here, Stanley Earlwood mar- ried my only sister, Maggie, after the war. He met her in Boston, and they went to Portland, He was sickly and couldn't get along, and they came home here for six months ; then they went te Baltimore for a spell but got worse and worse. Now and then they would come and stop with the old woman and me, but poor Earlwood was mighty inde- pendent and didn’t like to be a burden. Well, he died five years ago, and is buried in my plot, and his headstone is there—you can see it to-morrow—all his papers is in my sittin’ room in his own desk, and his only daughter, Hulda, is out there with Miss Hope, milkin' our brindle cow.” So the object of the search was ac- complished in an unexpected manner, The next day the grave was visited, the papers examined — fortunately Earl wood tad bee 1 a methodical man, and in his desk al! the necessary documents to prove his daughter's rights were found. Hulda was surprised to learn that she was a member of an old aristocratic family. Her aunt said she always knew ber brother-in-law belonged to good pOsin children. wood. a kinsfolk., Silas tock the matter very camly and only seemed sorry at the prospect of losing his niece, whom he loved like a daughter, “1 g’pose you will go to England and live among lords and dukes ?'’ he said, placing his arm around her and drawing her to his breast. “No, I will not, Uncle Silas, I don't know the lords and dukes, Can't I stay in the Btatesif 1 like, Mr. Carl- ton ?’ “Certainly, Mss Earlwood. I think your wish is natural. Still it might be better to go home, just to form the ac- quaintance of your father’s family,” “1 don’t want to know them, They never done my father any good. Uncle Silas was the one whe always helped us. I'd rather stay.” Moreley did not leave the Hope home- stead till he won Silas’ consent to re- turn. He told him that he admired Hul- da, and besought him to give permission that Lhe mizht address her, “No!” replied Silas, stardily. *‘The girl is too young. Go back to New York and come here in a year’s time. Then we shall see.” Morely obeyed, though he wasloth to do so. He took along walk with Hulda, but faithful te his promise, said no word of love. He was wealthy, but worked hard during his probationary year to better his fortune, It was a glorious moonlight night, and Hulda stood beside Silas, smoked his pipe on the stoop. who Hulda was simply dressed in a flowing robe of thin texture—of a pale shade of silver grey. She was beautiful and the past year had been well employed by her, for she had used her new-found wealth to improve her mind, with the assistance of a good teacher—a lady of genius and culture, She was sometimes thoughtful, her governess thought a little sad, but never expressed any reason for being 80, As she stood 'o king across the mead- ows listening to the chirp of crickets, and watching the shadows cast by the clouds as they crossed the golden queen of heaven, a click of the gate caused to turn that A tall form in a grey suit stood before her—a her in direction. moonlight. “Frauk Morely !"’ tones of warm welcome, “Yes, question you cried Silas Hope in I've now to ask would not allow ask you a year ago. Hulda what it is. Do you not?" her cold me?’ “Yes. ' she whispered, ‘I've loved you ever first you." The marriage took place at an early day. with his niece, he knew he had found a husband worthy of ber. So the of how a by until the blackberries were Come me 0 ~-you know He in his. ‘Do love you, can you since the time 1 saw And sorry as Silas was to part ends history wife was won waiting ripe. Religious Sentiment, Every man esteems his own misfor- tune the greatest. The law of the harvest rap more than you sow. Sow an act and you reap a habit ; sow a habit and yom reap a character ; sow a character and you reap a destiny. is 10 The Bible without the spirit is a sun. dial by moonlight. He who throws out suspicion should at once be suspected himself, Drudgery may occupy the hands ; only noble service goes from the heart. Our actions must clothe us with an immortality loathsome or glorious. There is no religion without worship, and there is no worship without the Sabbath. As soon as we divores love from the degenerates into drudgery. As we can not gather a rose and scatter the petals to the winds of heaven without one of them resting on our own person, 80 we can not do an act of loving kindness to another without some portion of love's essence resting upon our own souls, No sin is denounced in the Bible in more startling language than the sin of usury. The prophets of the Old Testament and Jesus Christ in the New Testament denounce usury and usurers in the most forcible terms that can find expression in language. But usury is the cornerstone of modern civilization. Rabbi Simon once bought a camel of an Ishmaelite. His disciples took it home, and on removing the saddle dis- covered a band of diamonds concealed under it. ‘Rabbi! Rabbi!” they ex- claimed, * the blessing of God maketh rich,” intimating that it was a God. send. ‘ Take the diamonds back to the man of whom I purchased the cam- ol,”” said the rabbi, ‘“‘he sold me a camel, not precious stones.” The dia- monds were accordingly returned, to the no small surprise of the owner; but the rabbi preservoe the much more jamie juweln—-oumty and integrity. Si —— New Publications. The North American Review for Au- gust opens with a very spirited discus- sion of the subjcet of ** Moral Instruc- tion in the P'ublic Schools,” by the Rev. Dr. RR. Heber Newton, who offers a practical scheme fur conve) ing ethical instiuction without reference to reli gious tenets, und the Rev, Dr. Francis [.. Patton, who maintains that the Bible must be made the basis of all moral teaching. Henry D. Lloyd ex- poses the tricks and frauds of specula- tion In grain, which operate to make bread dear, and maintains that they should be repressed by law, as being flagrantly in opposition to public policy. «+ Woman in Politics,” Geperal Wi, by ex -Surgeon- A. Hummond, is a caus- tic discussion of certain facts of nervous organization which in his opinion ren- der the female sex unfitted for yartici- pation in public affairs, Hon. Francis A. Walker reviews ‘' Henry social Fallacies,’ George's ¢riticizing in particu- lar his doetrines regarding land-tenure and rent. The evils resulting from o Crude Methods of Legislation,”’ both national and State, are pointed out by Simon Sterne, who advocates the adop- tion of certain rules of legislative }ro- cedure which, in English practice, Lave been found to serve as an effectual bar- rier, both against lobbying and against the mischiefs of ill-considered law-mak- ing. Charles F. Wingate writes of The Unsanitary Homes of the Rich,” and there is a joint discussion of ** Scei- ence and Prayer,” by President Gulusha Anderson and Thaddeus B. Wakeman. Published at 30 Lafayette Place, New York, and for sale by booksellers gens erally, The first thing that strikes the atten- tion on opening the summer number of Strowhridge & ( thier at the bridge & Clothier, Philadelphia, is the the On every 1 Qua rieviy, just hand from publishers, Straw- number and the style of illustra- tions it contains, page € cellent pictures are given that clearly pC explain the letter-press instructions ; so to benefit A glance at the table of contents for sum- that the articles will not fail of publication was mid-winter, $ ustice to the excellent and long ticles cn fashion, Lome-art The eminently practical articles on Dress Ornamen- Mending, treat and ornamental matters that Home-made Millinery, tation, and the Art of the feminine folks are deeply interested in. What 1 Know about Keeping one Cow. i8 a second instalment from that Wife, that may be read with profit uy those who matter-of-fact body, John's are in circumstances to follow her ad- and be read with others. To all ble the own work above the ready made article, this months, Sofa vice : nv by all nim- value their those who are with needle, and number will keep busy for three of these Lover, Some potions are ; Needleworked Towel, Antique Square, Embroidered Linen. Parasol Covers, New German Tidy, Fancy Work Basket and Work Bag. They are all plainly and clearly illustrated. The more am- bitions home decorators will find in Tile Painting, Charcoal Sketches, and Photo Crayons enough to tax their ar tistie skill. The Original Design for a vestibule, is well worthy of reprodne- tion by either the amateur or the profes- sional fresco painter. After telling What to Do with Grates in summer time, how to hide them with screens and flowers, Beautiful Hands come in for a large share of at- tention : in fact, after reading this ar ticle several times many may start out as manicures, or hand doctors, for the Cushion described gdgher with a number of the necessary recipes. The usual Fashion Gossip de- partment is supplemented in this issue by the treatment of special subjects ; such as White Costumes, Toilet for Gar- den Party, Summer Costumes, and Lawn Tennis, in which last will be found a deseription of the game. Itis worth noting that the Kitchen depart- ment is now conducted by the Caterer which is the American authority in culinary affairs. The musical eontri- bution in this number is a three-page piece of vocal music, a Lullaby in the key of F, a class of composition that is generally pleasing. Following the literary contents of the magazine, comes the pages devoted to the fascinating subject of dry goods ; described, illustrated, and priced in a way to hold the attention of the ladies to the very last page of the book. It is this division of the Quarterly that will enable so many to select goods other- wise inaccessible to them, and tmnsact business speedily and satisfactorily by mail. This is one of the features of a business conducted on a large scale; to give distant customers the opportu. nity to avail themselves of the latest styles and the lowest prices. We strongly advise those of our lady I a readers who are not subscrilers to the Quarterly to become so, as it is worth many times ver the price of subscrip- tion, fifty cents a year, We under- stand that the Spring addition of the Quarterly was exhausted two weeks after publication ; and that thousands were disappointed in failing te obtain a copy. The August pumber of Demorest’ Monthly Magazine repays perusal, the interesting nature, *‘ Agathe De Val- suze’ is the commencement of an admir- able story. ‘Out of the World” con- cludes pleasantly ; and the shorter stor- jes are all excellent. Among especially entertaining articles may be mentioned “Seven Borax Villages of 1taly,” “The Lemounier in Paris for the Professional Education of Women,” Costumes of some of Rosetti’s Dieamn Women,” and an illustrated article on “The St. Gothard and Mount Cenis Raii- way.” Jenny June continues her inter esting articles “How We Live in Yok: Hetta Ward “ Home Art and Home Comfort,” “Current Topics’ are agreeably dis- cussed. and the various departments are replete with useful information. The Sehools New contributes Celebrated Beauty ;"’ the other illustrations are three designs for while among cottage homes, We know of no publica- tion better suited for the household than Demorest’'s Monthly, and the August number fully justifies the reputation it has acquired as a good family maga- zine, —th Misprouounced Words. Derelicticn e-1¢k -shun, diér-e-lik -shun, wot dér- Deshabille—déz-a-bil’, not dés-i-béel’, nor dis-d-beel’, *Dishabille—same as above. Desideratum de-sid-e-ra’-tum, not dé-sid-e-riat -um. Degperado—des-per-i'-do, not des-per- a -do, not dez Dessert-——dcz-zert, dis’ -sert. -8€rl, nor iseours e—ddis-kors , not Disputable — dis’-pu-Li- pu -ta-hie, Disputant tant. pDistich-—dis’ tik, not Docible Docile— dis'-pu-tant, n dis-tich. dios'-i-ble. not do «si das ’- 11, not do -siie, A581 or. Gis, not di'-lor-ns, Dolorous Drama—did’- ma, not did -ma, Ducat —ditk’-at, not di -kat. *In French the words are pronounced da-zi-bé-yi. The Anglicized pronuncia- tion is as we give it, Ix our list of mispronounced words in issue, we gave the pronunci ation of “depot’’ as déspo or dep-po We were aware that the accent marks, as placed, did not exactly represent the precise pronunciation, but we thought near enough for practical purposes, An intelligent lady reader calls our attention to it in friendly criticisw, As near as it can be expressed, the old French had it déh'-pit, in more modern French, dith-pot or duh-pot’ mere breathing J. We have not immediate access to Lit- tro. but think he gives the last as cor- rect : at any rate it seems to conform 10 the practice of the best French speak- ers, and may therefore be accepted as the polite pronunciation of the word. Dia-pd or dia pit’ seems clearly an Anglican affectation, and therefore in- correct. But depot applied toa railroad passen- ger station it isan error, Its signification is a storehouse or magazine for goods, and not a place for the embarkation and debarkation of passengers, as the Lt er cannot well be stored or laid away — Bryn Mawr { Pa.) Home News. a recent the h, a A Breech-Loading Cannon Cenutries Old. A discovery which has just been made at Aleppo is likely to cause considera ble surprise in military circles, for, according to the Turkish official Gasetle of that place, a party eof engineers, while making excavations beneath the citadel of the town have come upon & large wrought-iron breech-loading can- non, which must haye been buried for at least 250 years. That the weapon should be a breech-loader is in itself suf- ficiently astonishing ; but the most ex- traordinary part of the affair is that the breech mechanism is almost similar to that which has for so many years been fitted by Krupp, of Essen, to the artil- lery of the German army. The gun bears the name of its maker, Halebli Mustapha Osia, and is in fairly good preservation. A A AAI. SroNar CAKE. —Beat six eggs very light, separately of course, put the weight of the eggs in powdered sugar into the yolks, next the juice and grated peel of the lemon, then the whites witha few shakes, Add last half « f the weight thoroughly. of eggs in flour, Stir in lightly and > A Little Humor. speaking of the avocations of the heavenly uxlies, there is no doubt bat that the sun is a tanner, It is said that the ordinary life of a bee is only ninety days. The end of a bee, however, is very lively. No matter how loose an engagement ring way be, the dimond never slips around on the inside ot a lady's linger, “Whisky,” said the doctor, “hardens the brains,”” Maybe it does,” replied the example, “but it softens the knees most won'erfully.”’ Why’ can not somebody give us a list of things that everybody thinks and nobody says, and another a list of things that everybody says and nobody thinks. “My dear,” said a septimental wife, “home, you know, is the dearest on earth.” tical spot “Well, yes,” said the prac- husband. “It cost. about twice as much as any other spot.” {10 at No. 3 does Walter cook): ‘George, the gent says as his potatoes ain’ good—says as they've all got black eyes in "em.” George (real name Patrick) “Bedad, thin, it’s no fault ¢’ mine. The spalpeens must have been foightin’ after I put ’em in the pot.” IN A Foo, — "What would our wives say if they knew where we were 7’ said the captain of a schooner, when they were beating about in a fog, fearful of going on shore, ““Humph ! I shouldn’t mind that,” replied the mate, ““if we only knew where we were ourselves.” X. to one of his clients “Well, now you are on your feet again, jut what will your nephew say when lhe kmows that I have saved you ?"’ “He knows it, and he has taken the news better than I thought he would- but then I told him fault.” Doctor it was not your A little girl was standing at the de- pot to see her father and a gentleman friend off ,when she suddenly observed to her father, referring to his friend who and lank, “If the cars run off the track and any legs must be broken, 1 hope they'll be Mr. H's.’ “What's that for 7’ said the startled H. she added, artiessly, “Aunt Mary says you have a pair was tall “Because,” of spare legs.” The “All aboard I’ of the conductor prevented any explanation. The spelling match has broken out again in Syracuse, N.Y ., with the usual A student in the university spelled “dough” a clergyman got left on “baptizable ;”’ Professor Kinne, prin cipal of the Madison school, spelled ‘twelfth’ as if were “‘twelvih.” and Professor Griffin, teacher of Latin, Greek and German, in the high school, got stuck on “omnivorous.” “Myerh™ was sp -lled “M-i-r-r-h"" by a young lady, who said she intended to spell it with disastrous results Syracuse “Aeyow * A locican Max. —“Gentlemen.'’ said an Arkansas temperance lecture: “I appear before you to-day Jor the purpose of urging sobriety. Man was created sober, which prowes that it is his duty to remain in that condition.’ “Hold on |” exclaimed and old fellows arising and addressing the speaker, “You say that man was created sober; and that it is his duty to remain in that condition ¥' *Yes, sir.” “Well, you ought to embrace the entire platform. Man was created naked, ing to your belief, remained so.” “My hearers,” said the lecturer, “lI am convinced that I have not thoroughly canvassed the subject. You will amuse yourselves while I go out and take a drink with this philosophic] gentleman.” and secord he should have Sm — I A———— The Sun's Heat. In a recent lecture on * Solar Physics,” at the Royal Institution, Six William Siemens gives his reasons for setting the temperature of the photo- sphere of the sun at about 280° C,, instead of about 10,0007, where Roset ti and other late investigators put it. He agrees, in this lower estimate, with Vi- olle, St. Clair, Deville (¥), and Sir Wil- liam Thompson, and thinks the solar temperature cannot much, if at all exceed that of the most powerful electric ares. He recognizes fully the fact that a tem- perature higher than 3000° C, would te absolutely conclusive against this the. ory that the solar heat is due to the wo combination or burning of compound. gases at the surface of the sun, He bases his estimate of the solar tempers. ture upon three foundations: First, the bebavior of a carbon rod and a small gas flame in the focus of a reflector ex- posed to the sun ; second, on a compari- son between the spectra of various lights, for instance, the Argand burner, an incandescent lamp, the electric arc, and the sun itself, as observed by Mr, Langley on Mt. Whitney ; third, upon experiments on the relation no temperature and radiating power, made by means of a long platinum wis, heated by an 1 tric i nt : | 3 i baie A - “ i 3 WistoryeTho attic, -
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