IRISH LAMENTATION. Cold, dark and dumb lies my boy on his bed ’ Cold, dark and silent the night dews are shed ; Hot, swift and fierce fall my tears for the dead ! His footprints lay light in the dew of the dawn, + As the straight, slender track of the young mountain lawn ; ‘Il ne'er again follow them over the lawn, But His manly cheek blushed with the sun's rising ray, And he shone 1n his strength like the sun at midway, AWAY, And that bluck cloud forever shall cling te the skies ; And never, ah, never, I'll see him arise, Lost warmth of my bosom, lost light of my eves! SABINA'S VACATION. Sabina Gray. them away!” Sabina Gray was working woman. For three years she had sat bebind the cashier's desk in a great lace and ribbon store on Chestnut street, making change, adding up long rows of figures, deciding whether this coin were spurious or that banknote counterfeit, balancing her books every “How shall I ever pass last, and commencing anew avery morn- ing as regularly as the clock sig ht—until, one sultry afternoon, the battslions of figures seemed to reel and grow dim before her eyes, and they carried her home in a dead faint, to the breathless horror of her mother, her wages in gay clothes, duties! “Bless me!” said poor Mrs, Gray, “And we with only two dollars left afier the rent is paid and the grocer’s bill 1s settled!” give up her situation, when we need her salary so much,” eldest of the school teaching pair, who had just bought an imitation gold neck- lace, «Of conrse, it is out of the question,” said Belinda, the second girl, who was saving up for a silk gown, “* Very well,” said the doctor, brusque- ly. ‘In that case, you may as well crder her coflin at once,” And he went out, with small cere mony. “‘Horrid, heartless bear!” nor. “Doctors never do have any nerves,” said Delinda, said Eli- faded handkerchief around his neck, and pulled his cap over his ears, and went down to Mechlin & Marabout’s to tell his simple story, a few days, sir,” said he to the head man. ‘Because the dootor said she must have rest, and I don’t think she wiil have the courage to ask you her- self.” The head man, although he looked so bearded and majestic that Bobby's heart sank within him, bad yet a kind heart. “You are a good boy,” said he. *'Yes, tell Miss Grav that she can have tw weeks— her salary to go on just the same —from Monday next,” And Bobby sped home, like an arrow out of a bow, to tell the good news The next question was was Sabina to go? Hotels, fashionable re- sorts crowded boarding houses, were out of the question for an individaal of her slender means, ‘“There’s Cousin Alyssa Streeter has an elegant cottage at Long Branch,’ said Mrs, Gray. “‘She used to spend six weeks at a time with me when we were girls together, and my father was a well-to-do farmer. I will write to Fer. Bhe will be glad to receive ou where her.” “What difference does that make?” said kind Mrs, Gray, who believed all the world was as kind and loyal as her- self “She broker,” wondered ° there,’ New York “1 often invite us married a rich said Miss Kliuor, that she did not Belinda, ‘Maria Middleton once. A perfect Adonis! I say, Ina, how [ wish I could go with you!” lay, in which two of the precious vaca- frigid note came back. a room romewhere for Miss Gray, if it was absolutely necessary (these last come at this particular time, Sabina made a little grimace, as she read the letter which her mother handed her, “Must I go, mother?” said she, “I don't ses that there is any choice left for you,’ sdid Mra, Gray, sadly. “It will be the worst dose of medi- cine I have ever taken yet" said Sa- bina. So she started with her little travel- ing bag sud the blue-lined bonnet that made ner face took like a newly blos- somed violet, so sweet, and fresh, and innocent, Bat instead of taking her ticket for Long Branch, she bought one for Mauch Chunk instead, For there in the leafy wilderness that skirts the besutiful Lehigh river, lived old Aunt Mehitable Cooper, who wove rag carpets for a living, In the family disoussions no one had mentioned Aunt Mehitable, She was oid and she was poor; but in her secret heart Sabina felt that rhe had rather go to Aunt Mehitable, in her one-storied farmhonse, than to share the elegance of Mrs, Streeter's Queen Aune Cottage at Loug Branch, “I will write to mamma when I get there,” she thought. “I krow Aunt Hetty lost a daughter ounce, and per. aps that will make her none the less glad to see me; and perhaps I can help her about her carpets; and I know | there used to be such lovely wild | fluwers 1n the woods sround the Lehigh river, charsoteristio ejaculation, as her grand- wild flowers, ‘Why, it's Mary Gray's | darter Sabiny, ain't it? i | at me.” | “I've come to visit you, Aunt Hetty," | sayd Sabina, Then she told her simple tale, | room, because I've got a boarder—a | city young man, Come out here for | three weeks to fish.” “Oh!” said Ssbiua. | “Bat he's real pleasant,” added Aunt | Hetty. “No more trouble than a chicken, His name is—bless me! here he comes now. Adam, this 18 SBabiny | Gray. Sabiny, this is my boarder,” Sabina had been half inclined to be | yexed at the idea of this delicious soli- tude being invaded by any one save herself, but one glance at the hand- some, frank face of Mr. Adam dis- armed her; and they were presently the best of friends, chatting away on the doorstep, while Aunt Hetty baked biscuit, set forth a comb of new honey, | and produced a dish ot wild straw- berries whose fragrance the whele room, and broiled some delicions spring chickens of her own raising. And after tea Aunt Hetty Sabina out to the shed to see the carpet loom, where the bright colored rags glowed like sections of a kaleido i scope. “Why don't you lock the door, Aunt Hetty?” said Sabina ‘Lia, child!” said the “What should 1 lock it for? old woman, Nobody | house —they won't wait until 1 get the | north chimney fixed up again—and the neighbors to see about jobs of carpet | weavin'l I've a deal of time to work gince Adam come. He milks for me | time, He lights the fire for me, too, of a morning, and fills the kettle, and | brings in wood for all day!” “Oh!” thought Sabina. ‘‘Mr, Adam is a poor young man, is he, working for his board? Well, I'm a poor young woman, and | must do the same.” “Well, Auut Hetty,” she said, cheerily, “I'll cook the dinner for you and sweep the house— and you must teach me to weave rag carpet.” “La, me, Sabiny! that arn't no way to treat company!” said Aunt Hetty. “You're here to go walkin’, and gather posies, and freshen up those white cheeks of yours a bit!” “Yes, Aunt Hetty, I know,” said Sabina, coaxingly, “but [ would rather nelp you a little, too—just a little.” So the next day she tied one of Aunt Hetty's gigantic checked aprons around her, and cooked the glistening spotted which Mr, Adam brought bome afterward she washed the dishes and wove half a yard in red and bine carpet, which chanced to be on the loom, before she went walk- ing. “jt is such a wild, lonely " she said to herself, “I should like to weave rag carpet always!” She lost her way in the woods, of course: but what cared she for that? It was only the biue windings of the river Liehagh till she reached home —and, before she was half-way there, Mr. Adam overtook her, and had a pleasant walk back to the tage, There is no place like a snmmer glen for becoming well acquainted, and presently he had told her that he had to Mauch Chunk to get out of the way of a houseful of company at home, “My mother wants to marry me to sn heiress,” said he, a3 they sat resting on a mossy log by the river side. “A young woman with green eyes, a muddy complexion, and a temper as crooked as her nosel” “Oh, you could never do that,” said Sabioa. **Not at all 1” said he, with emphasis, +My ideal is a blonde, with light brown hair, blue eyes, rather a low brow and" He stopped suddenly, Sabina's face flushed. | the exact description of the fair coun- trout and rag % Ww life, to follow they cot- come river? versation, cashier, rather—in a Philadelphia store, 1 have ten days’ vacation to spend here, | onsin in Long Branch, but—but 1 pre- ferred to come here, Now, Mr. Adam, | we must burry back. 1am to get tes for | Aunt Hetty." | “We will hurry back, by all means,” said he, “Bat you mustn't call me Mr, | Adam. Say Adam.” | **That would be very familiar,” said | Sabina, | “My name is Adam Streeter,” said ne, ‘And I certainly shall not permit yon to say Mr, Streeter,” Sabina started, "Streeter 7” she said, Alyssa Streeter’s son?” “I am.” “It is Kismet!” cried Sabina, laugh- ing. “1 came here expressly to get away from yon.” He bit his lip. +I comprehend,” said he, *'You are the pretty working girl whom mother was so afraid of, Perhaps that was one reason why she was so anxions that I should come out here trout fish- a" “Are you Isughing, until echoed again, Was it at all strange that, under the circumstances, Adam Streeter and | Sabina Gray fell in love with osoh | other? | At the end of the two woeks, Mrs, the gray old rooks Gray came to Mauch Chunk to briz her daughter back to the city, Sabina was at the train to meet her, and drove her home in Neighbor Hawkin's wagon, through the Lehigh woods, “Bless me, darling—how plamp and rosy you have become,” said the widow, “Oh, yes, mother,” smd the girl; *'I have grown quite, quite well again! est rag carpet you evep saw, all out of odds and ends. And—snd I am en- gaged to be married to Cousin Alyssa “Dear me!” ejaculated the bewildered madd should happen in so short a time?” Sabina, brightly. As if love—the rogue—did not al- The time had come for the out-blos- soming of Sabina Gray's heart—that was all! fl ff es— An Indlan Delicacy. They do not appear to be governed by any tribal laws, yet adhere to many of their old traditions. The tide of industry and civilization swe«ping over and around has left them greatly modified by the conlact, acteristics of the race, in some they are much improved. One men of superior ability and industry form a nucleus around which others less ambi. tious gather. Here they fence with braeb and logs a tract sufficient for their require- ments of hay-making, pasturage, etc. They invariably build their cabins upon most sightly pont, even when spring that furnishes their water is half. way down the hill. This habit has no doubt descended from a warlike ancestry, and is no evidence of an esthetic delight in hazy valleys and misty mountain tops. when water is pleotiful and the weather propitious. They cannot always walt for their maturity. trions and find remunerative work wood-chopping, sheep-shearing, etc. Although they often indulge in the food of cinilized nations, the acorn is still a favorite article of diet in every weli- regulated wigwam. The process ol oon- palatable bread is curious branches of a grand old pine I found them at work. They had shucked and ground in the usual mannper a large mass of the acorn meats; a8 number of had been hollowed out of the black soil, much the shape of a punch-bowl lato At hand large clothes-baskets filled and into these they dropped stood several with walter, required temperature, crushed bitleroess Upon the masa of they carefully Isdled the bet water, making it about the color and consistency of thin cream. Not a speck appesred to mix. A buxom muhbais stood by each vat and with a small fi boagh stirred the mass, skillfully remov. ing any speck thst floated upon the surface, The soil gradually absorbed the bitter walters, leaviog a firm, white sub stance, of which they make bresd. taste of it, at which they in their langusge and all again, and after more r handed a small particle i sweel and 0 laughed, aug hic and found it began al once 0 ly was this n adbered to the soil upon the rocks, and ins was fit for use. waler, we ipo . mix with bake bef nat int Pas IDO the fire AAPA Delall’'s Impressions of Washington, itte of Haron DeKalb, t y Frederick Kapp, gives at length the story of this brave but riunate French offic who fell a Camden in Revolutionary war. De y was a trained soldier, and scems al first to have looked upon Washington's military character with a contemptuous eve. His first impressions of Washingion are thus given 1a a letler to De Broglie: “] have not yet told you anything of the character of General Washington. 1# the most amisble, kind-hearted and upright of men; but as a General he 1s 100 slow, oo indolent, and far too weak; be. sides, he has a tinge of vanity in his composition, and over-estimates himself, In my opinion, whatever success he may have will be owing to good luck and to tbe blunders of his adversaries, rather than to his abilities. 1 may ever say he does not know how to improve upon the grossest biuaders of the epemy. overcome his old French." His ister fit gr ¥ uni a te [$41] WR prejudice against the estimate of the American letter to Henry Laurens, which Mr. K«gp prints from the manuscript, he writes: Washington, that he must be sa very cause, forbearing public complaints on that account, that the enemy may not be apprised of our situstion sand take advan tage of it. He will rather suffer in the opinion of the world than hurt his country, in making appear how far he 1» from having so oonmderable an army as all Europe and a great part of America believe be has, This would show, at the same than could be expected from any General in the world, in the same circumstances, person (nobody actually being or serving in America excepted), by his natural and acquired capacity, hus bravery, good sense, uprightness and honesty, to keep up the gpirits of the army and people, and that | look upon him as the sole defender of his country’s cause. Thus much 1 thought myself obliged to say on that head. | only could wish, 10 my pnvale opinioa, he would take more upon hlmeell, and trust more 0 his own excellent judgment than to councils, but thus leads out of the way.” bn ISS Mr. Crisp showed at a recent mest ing of the Mieroscopioal Society, Lon- don, a very enrious microscope bearing the date 1772. Besides possessing other peculiarities, it had three objec. tives attached to a sliding piate at the end of a nosepiece in a manner similar to that adog in the constrsaotion of the modern Harbey and other miero- OOPS, How the Fort was Saved, There came to my hut, summer's day, crawling mr, painfully one on ain talking about, & snake—a “‘moccasin,’’ if my memory serves aright, I took him in, out of the sun, and gave him nearly sll the cordial I had in the hut, his eyes and spoke, [ gave cordial now in tea-spoonfuls. 1 leaving him. But he was on his feet and well again at last, and if ever lears wee he bade me good bye. 1 hadn't much at the fort during the red-skin’s about me, when one forenoon Doddie and I came clattering over the drawbndge, evening in autumn the dog barked; next moment my red skin steod before me with a finger on hs lip. “Hist!” he said; andl Ob, sir! Tom Morns was a he was informed by that poor friendly red skin that al twelve thal night in it ww be tribe of red skins, and every one save Mary, who was «ged off into captivity, 1 thanked the Indian, blessed him, then The saddle was broken; it must be a ride. There was Lime no accident, It was now eight yelock, and 1 mounted, waving adieu Wo the lodian, and rode away eastward in tbe direction of the fort. In an hour 1 was Here the main road branched away round among the mountains, "There time to take that. My way lay the ford and through the forest, out. ACT OAS sod coming out at another ford, within & mile of Klis Fort and Farm. 1 headed Doddie for the stream, and we were soon over. 1 knew the path, and the moon was up, making everything light as day. But jook ahead! moon's light, The forest Alas! no, sir; iI was was in flames. | thick was done by Lhe savages U me, In half an bheur more, mr, the flames were licking the grass within r pathway, and runmng in bark of the trees, intercept tongues up the Next moment g forest. To fly from the fire threw mysell on my despair. Ob! the agony of those minutes! But even then 1 believe that | thought more of poor Mary and her own wretched end ! at I started to my feet, for a nose had sudged me on the arm, It PDaddie, and in an jostant we were ing again through the forest, "think might have made the ford, but my horse now seemed lose all control of nimself, and 1 of was thrown, once 0 Doddie made for the river above this ford, and then he took a desperate leap into the deep water. But be was quieter w, and it was easy to head him down stream, and at last we were onoe wm ferra firma with the broad the fire. We blew barricaded the gate arrival—and sol a an hour afterwards the READ river between Us and and wy iw hall surrounded by howling hef came next evening, in unted soldiers; and 1 feel t was that grateful Indian - AA A IS Smuggling as a Fine Art A boatman on the Si. lawrence in this maaner ia relation t that river : “Yes,” he continued, in reply to a ques- tion regardiog his smuggling, ‘ll trav. vo New York ports for a good many years and I reckon they all knew 1 was nabbed once, and that was by a detective thal gol on al Havana with me and got into me by sayin’ that be was smuggling’. 1 lost ten thousand cigars that time and gave it up, Wall, | knew they was up to all sorts of dodges, so I brought = joad talked y snuggling on Of but fill a schooner, and a good pile hold three hundred ‘em 1n- all nght, I got dock to the Fulton Market unloadin’ ‘em, when with business. and officer and He kept out of me on the boat, seized the hull They would have gone through all nght if I hadn't given It away like a foul. “But the fruit dodge was an old one. | had a friend, who worked the dimond racket, that put me up to it, There was'nt him, had over £50,000 worth of di"inonds that he wasn’t goin’ to pay duty on. Where "sve supposs he had ‘em? Wall, in hws state room he fiad as big a bunch of bana- nas AS ever YOU BAW, seme green and some ripe, and the green ones he had slit on the side next to the bunch on the nmde, and in each ome was a stone and 1n some two or three. Wall, when we got to New York the inspectors came aboard and one walks up and says ‘Hello, Senor, what you got this time!’ “That's for you to find out,’ ssid the Spaniard, laughing. And so they took him down, and the way they went over hus things was a caution. They examined everything and even looked in kis hair—he bad black curly locks like— but they had to give it up. When they got through he says: ‘Wall, gentlemen, you've had some hard work. Set down sod have some wine and frutt.” Ho he or- ders a bottle of wine and begins pickin’ off some of the ripe bananas, and there they met for an hour or 80 within three feet of them stones and didn't know it, He never turned a hair; he bad nerve, I tell you. ‘The tricks he had,” continued the ad. mwinng friend, ‘would fill & book. One time, you know, there was a fashion for box toes and his were bux, sure enough, and the toe of each were holier and held halt & dosen stones. The buttons on his coat were holler, too, and made to shut with a spring, and so it was. One time he'd have an umbrella that woald hoid hail a dosen; then he'd have some stowed 1 an opera glass. He had a watch that looked but between There was—' ‘Hold on & minute, Bob,’ interrupted the angler. The smuggler stopped rowing and the bost shot into the deepening gloom of & little bay. The bights on the bay bad been left far behind and the only sound thet could be hoarse croak of u bulltrog snd the creak. ing of the limbs in the woods. ‘I thought I heard the splash of = net’ exclmimed the angler, ‘lI heard something myself,” answered ‘Biosh, I reckon.’ ‘len’t that a boat in shore theref’ moment the boat ran up on the beach; the the side of their bost trying 10 appear al esse. ‘Well,’ said the inspector, ‘Well,” retorted the men in concert. ‘Going to make a haul to-night?’ ‘] guess not,” replied the spokesmen of the two; we're only studyin’ nstur,’ ‘1 didn’t know folks were 80 fond ture about here,’ sald he Inspector; shall have Lo trouble you lo point out of na ‘but 1 that ‘Pint it out yerself,’ was the ‘Who saad anything about having a netf Taking out a grapnel the inspector threw it over snd began to haul around the spol, but all to no purpose. ‘They had a nel, I'l take my affidavit,’ he said. “The way they do, when they think any of us arc about, is to throw it overboard and sink it, taking the bearings. I've hooked seversi that way, but 1 guess thisis a still hunt’ No pet was to be found. Either it concealed in the bushes or was coming io As the two suspected fish erman rowed off the game protector said: ‘We can't follow them all might, but 1 ex- pect Ul will haul somewhere hefore morning.’ “The only article that 18 smuggled now on the niver,” said the inspector as they anything il, and that they lake over whenever they get a chance. I was pulling along Canadian channel recently, when suddenly I ran into a boat and nearly sunk myself. We had it bot and heavy for a few mente. AnEwWer ey i8 Of the I went for the fellows for not « rying a ight and they for me for running » but they were exiremely fous vw get off, and when 1 swung along side 1 found that it was a big flat- bottomed boat, iown with three or four ba into the loaded d« They thought 1 was & cus house 1pspector and begged off, tned bribe meand everything. Alter Keeping them on the jump for twenty munules ] told them that I was only 8 game jngpec- tor, and after some choice language they got off and over all right. You see, impossible to prevent smuggling; it take an army ol men Bu not what it used 10 be in years gone f oul. Wo stop IL pea Tacubays, Near the City of Mexico. The sitractions of Angel are their gardens filled with magnificent With a Little care, the trees and p all climes grow here mde by side. houses have windows, with iron glass (opening French street, but the large gar- n the mide of thew gales, l'scubaysa and Ban pure air and lovely trees ants of The bars and Bashics "it in fashion) the dens are in A few gard Those of the the rear or ens bave large iron } bi se in -» » & v 4 » Mier, Barron and Escandor and that of Mier “Calle Real, families are handsome pirance 10 ’ the al the ¢ really ik | geramums flower geraniums grow {l have walls « height of ive and CEDAICTR, BPTIC wil sixteen feel), on and grapes. Their flowers f varieties and shades, from p white and light pink to the richest cnmsoned, purple and lisc, and some are vanesgsted with these linte; their shapes vary (rom the “rose” te the ‘‘cing-feuilles.” The calln- lily flowers exuberantly in the shade of LW hike Ha BI ure many and then throws oul immense branches, Roses of all kinds are now flowering {March 18 ) and the apple, pear and peach trees are in bloom. Fig-trees grow beside then and yield delicous fruit in the One can sit out of doors all round with comfort. the year In winter, a hat and are often pleasant, light woolen or cotton clothing is comfort and one secks or shurs the sun Afternoon showers are very frequent the feet. effect on delicate skins (commonly called chapping) but it 18 a trifle when compared to the moist and weakening heat of the tropical coast and lowlands, le Wore One, I was sitting on the front seat of an open car the other day, gazing abstract. edly at the driver, when all at once I was startled by secing a fat woman who sat in the seat behind me reaching past my head to give him a terrible prod in the side with the point of her umbrella, My first impreszion was that it was go. ing to be a onse of aggravated assault, bat I soon discovered that she only wanted to stop the car, for she presently got out and went on her way as coolly as if nothing had happened. To my surprise the driver did not even tara rcund, and the only apparent effect of the blow on him was a sudden inde. soribable noise, such as is heard when a sudden kiok forces a little of the wind out of a football. “Kxouse me,” sald I, ‘do they ofien hit you like that?” “Very frequently, sir,” was the re. ply. “+1 should think it would hurt yon," The driver took his hand from the brake and smoothed down hws coat be hind, “Feel there.” I did so, and encountered a protuber- anoe, “What's that?” I asked. “A pad, sir.” “What's it for?” “For the points of umbrellas and The Hollow Spaces of Houses. The floor of an ordinary dwelling house consists of boarding supported | upon wooden joists which run into or | lie vpon the walls, and to the under | edges of which are nailed the laths which | carry the plaster of the ceiling below, | Beneath the flooring, therefore, of | every room, save those which are next to the ground, extends a series of paral | lel spaces, each more than a foot wide, | from eight to twelve inches high, and |as long as the room 1s wide, As most | houses contain either partiions formed of upright timbers secured to the joists | and covered on both sides with lath and plaster, or have furring strips attached over the interior surface of the outer walls, or else are liberally furnished with both partitions and furnng, it is evident that very commodious eoncealed quarters are furnished by our buiiders for the accommodation of vermin free of expense, If rats and mice think, what fools they must reckon us poor mortals! What a Jow idea they must copeeive of the int eroatures who, though on the one hand they keep cats and set traps, on the other provide Mus wrivuscu- of for the accommodation of and Mus de communicating corridors and cham ying over of the walls and into the the basement, rat could after the human beings reasou abo gence of animals, can ir soliloquizing: “These two-legged, muz- zie Jess and bare-skinved animals must be eudowed but a low degree of intelligence, for during the whole of my life, and, according to tradition, for many before 1 was they have built their houses 50 a8 to give us the most pleasant quarters possible, and yet I know that they hate our race and would kill us all if : Who has not heard in the dead of night when the cars are silent, after the midnight revelers have ceased and ere the street dealers make morn hideous, a party of mice ng carnival y the partition or floor? They race, squeal, they tumble over each other, they seem to be rolling marbles or bobbins about (perhaps tb {In fact, they have a gener. ally, while the would-be sleeper, his heart beating with the nightmare caused by the rough awak ;. wishes he could transform himself into a ferret and kill the whole gay company. There is no rea