THE SUNBEAMS. “Now what shall I send to the earth to-day?” Said the great round golden sun, “Oh! let us go down there to work and play,” Said the sunbeams, every one, Bo down to the earth in a shining crowd Went the merry, busy erew They painted with splendor cioud And the sky as they passed through, each floating “Shine on, little stars, if you like,” they oried, “We will weave a golden screen That soon all your twinkling and light shall hide, Theush the moon may peep between.” The sunbeams then in through the windows erept To the children in their beds; The ked at the eyelids of those who slept, Giided all the little heads. * “Wake up. little children!" thay erled in glee “And from dreamland come away! We've brought you a present, wake up and seo! We have brought a sunny aay Cindergarien, MISS KEZIAH S SNAG. FLORENCE B, HALLOWELL. “Must I wear it, Aunt Keziah?” “Must you! Why, must. What would you wear, I'd like to know, if you didn’t wear this?" “f could do without any coat at all.” “Yes, 'n ketch yer death o’ cold.” “No, I wouldn't. This shirt is real thick.” “Caliker thick! Well, that's thin’ new. Soands jest hike a boy! 1 never see the boy vet thet hod a mite o’ sense, ‘n’ in all my born days I never heerd tell o' such a fuss about a One would think you be main figger at the performance, speak yer piece well, stutterin’ 'n’ stammerin’ 'n’ forgettin’ half o’ it, 'n’ {i n't think o' coat.” “Bat it's so big, boys wear coats il Joe (faltered. thickly to that the chi the straw which bushes in the gar one big brown “% hat ef they don’t?” re Keziah, harsh kitchen sink, a and in the other coat, considerably th which sl ponging vigorously. “Ain't ye got grit enon ter that?” she went on. “Folks as poar you be can’t pick .'n’ ain't expected to foller every freak fashion that comes along. The in that cedar chist upstairs is one on em whole 'n’ good, 'n te a sin 'n’ a shame to let ‘em lay tl a-wastin' while I was buyin for ye down to Sil “No: ef ye can't wear this coat to the xhool-house, ye e¢'n stay to home. It's discipline for ye to wear this coat, 'n’ ef there's any one thing more'n an- other I believe in, it’s discipline. We ain't none o' us goin’ to get through this world without it, that's ” hed, and cont some- the You Yer ¥ don't rey was to HES w stood at £ Worse Wi e WAS oe Ore a new i'8 store, i sure. Joe si inued to gaze garden and busy hens. He further argument was wear that black broadeloth coat. It had belonged to Miss father, who had long been dea though Miss Keziah, economy was a mania, had taken i seams and cat off the t t wa 15 Was ' 1neloss, with 1 . ed the sleeves, a good Ais ¥iias ae Po child of 3 was dead I she was doing a ing the little boy a home But Joe made himself unsefnl split kindlings, brought in wood water, kept the weeds out of den, fed the bens and the pigs, wont to the village store on Miss Kezinh ncknowledged to Doctor Berry one day that she didn't know how she would get along without Joe now, “You're sure yon know how to bring him up-—morally as well as physically ?” the doctor asked. “Land, yes! 1 wasn't born day,” said Miss Keziah “All needs is plenty o’ discipline.” The doctor looked doubtful. may come ont all right, sod yon not,” he said, sung, let me know, “Oh, well, I'l answered, The most rigid fatled to make Joe any less gonxitive to the ridi- cule of lis companions at the district school, and to weur that would bring ther jeers npon him. He knew it, and suffered agony in antics pation, This was the day of the annunal exhi- bition, always given at the cl®se of the winter term. Joe was to “spéak a Al vary & the gar- and yvostar. ¥ IY boy “Yon ¥ let yon know,” she diseipline folks never do know when they're well off. Now stop snivelling, or yer face will be a sight by the time ye get to the school-house!” Joe twisted his gray worsted tippet about his neck and went out. He took a ‘short cut” that led throngh a mea- dow, and Miss Kez. stood at the window and watched him until he dis- appeared around the corner of the barn. Several times he looked around as if to see if she were still there, and then turned his head quickly back again, He did not wave his hand as usual, and the omission gave Miss Keziah an un- comfortable sensation 1n the region of her heart. She was fonder of Joe than she would admit, even to herself,, and ocecasion- aily bad a vague doubt concerning the beauty of her discipline, She turned away from the window with a quickly repressed sigh, and, putting her shawl over her head, and taking a basket, went to the barn to hunt for eggs. This was a duty she al- ways performed herself, not having faith in Joe's ability to find the nests, She had reached the barn loft, and was making a careful examination of the contents of a barrel in a dark cor- ner, when she heard light footsteps coming around the side of the barn. “Now who o'n thet be?” thought Miss Keziah, “It does beat all how folks will run in when a body's busy." She went to the big door through which the hay was thrown, and looked through a convenient crack. To her astonishment, saw Joe bending over the wood-pile, pulling at the wood with both hands, “Now what's the Oy for?” she muttered. the eanopy 1s he a-doi ’ she come back what under ' with thet wood- to solve the reached the di-appeared. Bhe of the barn, In Then she was ft t ore side the wot led down, leavin:a deep ish bent do n ars sho olled v ia led it ont with a jerk. sk coat! “Land o’ in he evide: of wheels lant, the coat believing the wtor with re he hand up us Keziah?" d ye 8’ pose eh the at Aan holding his horse I'd Bl Pp 'r “Bovs." “Struck that snag, eh?" “Yes, I've struck t “Very well,” said © SHAS. the doetor, “I'll liked Joe, snd welcomed il Miss Keziah some « truths He coms in." y 10lesome 18, ‘You've raised five boys, I believe?” Miss as opened the usherec in the ziah, she and Ke 8 aren't to better boy anderstand Here's Joe, amb, been Unusual i¢ [O88 6 x o'cl ; ft wi 3 . Kezinh ook tl acl yal and biz shears and went her bed- room. Hoeven M o'clock came, and still Joe had not arrived. Miss Keziah began to worry. The proceedings at the school-honse mast have been over | ng ago, Wh re conld Joe be? “He's afraid to come home,” she “Alrmd of me?” That npoom fortable sensation »t her heart came again, She had set the supper-tab'e at six Belore Joe's plate was a pla‘e and at one side a generous i i i the platform by the teacher's desk with antignated eont was absolate torture. He would ra‘her stay away then go thr ugh the ordeal, but he dia not ven- ture to make stich un proposition. Miss Keziah finshed spongiug the cont aud bung it over a chair bv the kiteben stove to dry. Theu sha “ook down t ¢ tin basin banging on a nail over the sink. whipped a elean roller towel out of the drawer in the Kitchen tai de, and cut off an ewd of a new bar of soap. “I'm ready to wash ye now, Joe,” she suid, **'n’ ye haint no time to lose, muther. It's ‘most one o'clock a'ready, n’ itll take ye a good half-hour to walk to the sehool-house."” . Joe wiped away his tears with the back of his brown hand, submitted to once tasted apples baked that way at a neighbor's, and bad told Miss Keziah about them. She had remembered it She had baked biscuits, too. A Tittle after seven o'clock she wont the shed to fete some wood, and there, crouching in one corner, shiver is ealico shirt, she foand Joe. Miss Keziah smd nothing, but picked him up promptly, ani led hmm in to the honse He was pale and frightenad, itil th re were traces of tears on his chooks. Under his arm was a book in He laid it timidls ona corner of the table as he went over to the stove to got warm. “What's this?” said Miss Keziah, 1 i i i i i $ “Pepoetry book,” stammered Joe. “Where 'd you git it?” “Ts school, for my prize.” “So ye got a prize, did ye?" “You, 'm.” “Well, that's go d. I'm mighty proud o’ ye, Jos, Come now, scons ye git warm, set np 'n’ hev some sup- per. I count on ye to eat every one o' th m ernllers.” Jo: looked at her timidly, question- ingly. It was plain that he dil not understand this new mood. Miss Keziah, for her part, was also visibly embarrassed. “Yeo soo, Joe,” she mid, ‘you're the fust boy 1've ever had to manage, 'n’ it stands to reason 't 1 was bound to run into sorae snags. That coat, now, was Are to warm now? Wall, then, set np to the table; the tea'll be put the cont upon him with many jerks and smoothing slaps, “Many a poor boy'd be she buttoned the gm ment. 4 : ¥ f ’ 1 Joe “sat up’ as desired. It was not until he was simost done supper that, Yr ly ‘ Aunt Keziah!” “Well, what is it?" “1 reckon I'd be willin®to wear that coat round home, Aunt Keziah” will,” sai | Miss Keziah. “Why?” “Because I've ripped it up for car- pet-rags,” answered Youth's Companion. THRIFT 1 se —————— N THE KI''CHEN, How often do 1 hear 1t smd, “If I were to try to introduce reform in my kitchen, 1 should not be able to keep one servant.” I beg your pardon, dear madam; not only would you keep your servants, but you would also ear. their re- spect, and contribute largely to the future welfare of your inferiors in the social scale. I grant you it will be difficult at first to resume your proper position of authority; but why did you allow your sceptre to be snatohed from you by those who can wield it only against youn and your interests? Why? Bimply because it would have given you trouble; because it would have debarred youn from enjoying a certain number of the pleasures of societ v; and, lastly, because you had seen yo r nother act so, and you imagined you ould not do better than tread ‘mn Ler footsteps, jut times have changed: woman in this country 18 daily more and more learn- ing to occupy the post for which was destined by proviaence aud nature, viz,, to be the true he Ipmate and com- panion of her husband, and to assist him, in every way in her power, to con- duce to the welfare of both, He is ready to bear the chief brant ot t work: he loves yon so much that he wishes to deny younothing, and strive ocure for you ris of this world ‘womanly spirit she 1 ia ue i he di ir destined to keep the ry of your join is Navar g that 3 vind that to be thrifty not parsimonious, or ms to vour servants anvihi 3 them that you consid yur All hb ckeeping represent lings, and pence; amount is sccounted band's off mast equally accounted for ir and I assure yon ben Al . * ce, 80 the pli, or digestion has been timne i time make it quite a the ands served that often the nicest duced from what w fit to appear on the A friend of mine, with whom | was once talking these matters i me that she and her husband a previous dishes Oh table any more, BRAVE MARY YERGER SHE S8/VES HER FUTURE BUND FROM DEATH. HUS, The True Romance of a Layman, John Prowley, a young fisherman, whose good natured habits have made food out of the house, bui they con- ing, preferred to say noth “and not be bothered!” 1 remember hearing a gentleman friend of wine say, on occasions when ‘‘waste” the privilege of the rich to allow them. selves to be robbed by their servants, I confess I alwnys thonght thi ful saying of my friend's until 1 saw ly pnt in practice ought we to ent dishonesty? for the peopl thelr eyes com: tem of pinnder to tesuch and such it not be better can say to their cooks, things, after having come to my table once twice, may be disposed of as vou like?” [I know a wonlthy lady without family who hus an immense sirloin of beef every Sun- day, but on Tuesday she gives a dinner from it to some of her poor pensioners, and the remainder is then carried away by a certain poor woman, This is proper snd real charity ; the other mode wetof letting things slide” in most blamabie, for it enconrages dishonesty, and allows the wicked to benefit by it. a or SOS Hevex Luan Reen's translation of the twenty-ninth ode of Horace, na ublishéd in this month's ‘Seribner's,” ing seonred for her the Sargent prize offered by Harvard University this Jou She bad sixteen male competi- wa for the honor, but easily won the Inurels by her most graceful translation of a bit of very difficult Latin verse, Mra. Hixny Draven, now in Pern, is her husband's constant assistint in all his astronomionl researche . She spends much of hor time among the telescopes and photographie apparatus of the observatory. More than 200,0 0 ne cons firmed in the English year. ureh every Susquehanna River, walked Perry County Court house the other into the day and asked for a marriage license, His face was not so brown that it did not betray his blushes when he nounced the name of his bride, but it was not because she an- prospective had ever been guilty of a wrongdoing that he flushed. Mary Yer- proud of her. They had lived within ten of not The girl was ger, and he was very miles each other for years, but it was vania that they were brought to an quaintance, John is a carpenter's son, and dustriously aided his father to pi for a large family by fishing and pilot- ing fishing parties from the biz towns Most around the river. of his. time was spent along the Susquehanna, ne When om all p which his pare lived. flood came, of the cow June f1 people £1€ Was 80 ne could not climb i assistance, al hey table LIK same John Prowley ate his supper, Yerger's meal was also taken. the table for a long time, telling their experience of the early evening to John's parents and the other children. Mary was always thereafter a welcome guest at the Prowley home, and John spent much of his time pany. It was with a proud satisfaction that this circunsiance while the clerk was filling out the marriage Heense, John and Mary are married pretiy good start toward housekeeping when the liameport pays for the logs which Joh Lamberman’s Exchange of Wilk caught, — His Luck Changed. The Washington jail has at last pro duced sz sonsation. Not a mean, pal try romance of erime or violence, bul the romance of a wily man of the world, and his adventure of love ang deceit. The hero of this perfectly truthfal tale is unknown to the reading public by his real name, but is numer ously known as Marion D. Newman. Marion. Hughes, and G. M, 8t. Clair Public attention was at first attracted to his case lust fall, when he was arrest: od at the instance of Mrs. Kate Smith, a department clerk who had become ens tangled in the net of Newman's subtle witcheries, amd had so completely lost her heart to the eloquent pleader, that she gave him $49 with which to supply him witha wedding suit, and waited for him to wed. This, however, he refused to do, and in consequence he @ was arrested at the instance of the vietim, His arrest revealed parts and snatch | es of a life story, ful’ of unique cir | cumstances and mystical queerness, | his effects! from other! There were found among over two hundred letters female department clerks in answer to the advertisement that secured for | him the acquaintance of Miss Smith, | There were other letters, too, Letters! South from the and these | in letters from friends, but Evidently living by his wits, and liv- ing well, too, he was too shrewd to allow any compromising letters to in conse- His affair Miss Smith was speedily hushed remain scattered about, and (quence none were found. with up, and the charge of obtaining money on false pretenses was nolle prossed bv the sympathetic Miss Smith, whose touched and her the who had won bh heart was excited by handsome | charmer er heart and | and forty-five dollars. A Baltimore insurance fir in the case, and interested man arrested onthe charg thy parents, we d few the ORs feliciton ha of however, pr 1 1: San Francisco's 400. fath pennile ond position, as the loss of his rendered him at once left San Francisco, and no one of his relations, except his mother, in his uncle's er heard of his isadveninres ©y consequence, he became heir, the uncle propably supposing i ' ’ i ” Lim to be hard at work earning a Hy. What sleps Newman | he will do nothing In the ing in the Eas, will take to cure his fortune will not state, as he until beans as though he were the paltriest eriminal, instead of an heir to half @ a million dollars. —" w— A Few Dukes in the Market, «QCockagaine” save there are now no unmarried dukes for American girls to marry—if the Duke of Somer- sot, a bachelor aged seventy-nine comes under that engaging category. But there are four ducal widowers, their graces of Norfolk, 'vonshire, Graf. ton and Richmond, perhaps “our girls” can manage ww capture one of them. Money, alas! is no object which adds to the difficulty of the chase. ARS . “Oow-heel"” 18 a Scotch dish made from the heels of breves, bolled ino a soup, The quid Is allowed to ecol, when it assnmes the gelatine form, I is then cut Into small cubes, or other shape, and sei ved, ~The latest fans are ocmmposed of gauze. GLOOM DISPELLERS, A Berious Mi this is terrible!” “Mr. Maycup, editor as he rushed into the composing-room, “What is it?” nave put an item about the i of exclaimed the “You Dr. An- paper in hand, Rev. Thirdly under the hea ‘Local &sthetics.” Puck. Flossie (after the feast of melons) — “Mamma, she said, pressing her hands sash um the it's wearily upon her stomach, “my is just like a window sash, isn’t “In what way, dear?’ asked mother, smilingly. “ Because ly .- First Reporter— Well, Bob, how did you Binghamton Republican. enjoy your trip in the balloon? but tick- that it I never Second Reporter Immense lish. almost took my breath away. We got 80 near Heaven want to have such a sensation again. First Report Never fear, Bob; you Free Press, person LON i pe: stie thro ¥ yard One BI L One spot Puck muse Wiese tungs hion The atl the LL uniess Hee lies In a New State. d you 5 Fal #g * wheat?” to know, if you I raised a TOP } yousand six |} " mndred bushels, our farm for?” vou buyin’ property 1 got me fi my price. Anybody fteen thousand dollars wi Kin hey farm.” vilow 4h my much money did vou have win ‘1 hed Keepin' w which 1 x Me Fr In YOu came things to set up house. l APR Ih I0ney I didn’t se i ny ols in the bu 3 Moshrooms and Toadstool. One method of distinguish the ing mushroom from the poisonous toad- stool is said to be In sprinkling ealt black, If yellow, it ir poisonous. Another excellent method is to cook, and eat some of the mush. rooms. If you don't die, they re good, If you do, you should refrain from eating them in future. —St Paul Plo. neer Press. on the under side. If it turns the mushroos is good. Minister Reids Home, The house oocupied by Minister Whitelaw Red in Paris was originally the home of the Count, de Grammont. When Mr. Reld took the hone the large entrance<hall was filled with Egyptian antiquities, principally samme hoe. The effect of these latior was exveedingly depressing, so that Mr. Reid had them all packed away, and the walls that had been lined with de- parted Pharaohs were hung with broe- stelle of a crimson ground, and figured with a design in deep yellow,
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