S——————— _—, THE MARCHING OF THE GRASS. BY MARY BE, BLAKE. 0 the marching of tho Grass! OQ the joy that comes to pass When the mighty silent army with greon ban- ners overblown Drags the Winter from his throne! conquers all his shining valleys, climbs the rampart of the hill, Stoals by homely wayside hedges, fords tho river broad and still, Undeormines fortross forest, overtops the castle wall, - : wing the eitios, and the hamlot Swift invadi br Till the And the soul « Thrills with passion of delight wn and small, whole wide world is captured, {f man enraptured, Sunny morn and dewy night; And the joyous rythmic pulsing marketh time in lad and lass 4 the marching Marching Marching Of the Grass, O the marching of the Grass! Fairer thi [a the golden of with wine of June: LES may come to pass summer: roses Flitting wild birds all atune With the ode tapestry of flowers: Balm of in +f re us breathed dawning t of shadow; tangle CnRe; ros joweled showers: f happy music backward to sky endent, CRONIN'S DAUGHTER. It was a st the heart of Cronin drew h over her- head r closed the d oftly and stepped ot into the She for the de vork had heen h ther had nes wus mother’s bed smoot} one tun her mothe came $0 the The io yr-stone and the works and doors were open flery glean runt and erivi sili iron Now sion, with a around the = Fhe vio) stars tention. snd n wos t ooked aboy high brick house,” son menses st the chim od-night, ii ittered never «i drinking i il zi Poer Jo for liquo caused nim shop to anotl and from : with him his and only child The factory quarters of Si. Louis, Pittsburg, Newark, and other manu- facturing centers are wofully alike, and had . stories, Mary—the little girl would have believed the whole world paved and cut into narrow, dirty streets, with a streak of sooty sky above, crossed with « lothes-lines, Her mother came from the Catskill Mountains region, and her nature re. volted at the wretched places they had “called home. The sunay old brick farm-house, built in the Dateh way, the fertile fields and crowded barn-yard, grandmother's fi den across the road, the mount framing the little vale, the cleanliness, the stability Hen knew them all through her mother s words and sighs and tears. A great resolve had crept into the child's heart to try that peaceful life, “To be respect. able and stay in one place” was what she lived for. If only her father would not drink! There came u day to the child when ghe began to see her way clear, letter arrived from a man with whom her father had worked before his marriage, in a Penobscot logging- Sap, He wrote of an opening for a family at the Katahdin Iron Works, in Maine fair wages and a comfortable home were ready, When John Cronin read the letter all his old love for the woods came back to him. He could feel the cold steel of the gun-barrel and the su ple rod bend in his hand, Before wy the money was got together whic earried the family from Boston to Bungor, and from there to the works, sixty miles north. Six months had gone, every day brought new beauties to Katahdin, Now and then the child left the works, with its black, unsightly build- ings, long row of charconl houses, heaps of purple-tinted slag, the refuse of the fron and acres of dead trees from the sulphur fumes, and explored Pleasant river, leaping from one flat #tone to another, and gathering in the cardinal flowers along the bank. 8he wandered beside Silver Lake which reflected old Chairback and Carrvit state, ie ains Saddleback Mountain upon its pol- ished surface, Her mother would not let her venture far. Two flerce bear cubs in their cages at the hotel told what the woods contained, Under Mrs. Cronin’s touch the lain wooden cottage grew into a PO There were a few pretty pict- ures and ornaments Sh ad SronLE with hor--the remainder of better days, and Mary helped arrange them in the bare living room. The cur- tains of the windows were coarse but white, and the new stove shone re- splendent with its silver plated orna- mentation and lettering. “The Star of the East, Bangor, Maine,” Mary read on the oven door muny times a day, ** Mother,” she sald, holding her stove-rug in her hand as she knelt be. fore the range, “1 always give the name an extra polish, for it seems to mean 80 much to ns, Thisis our first real home, 110 all round pressed for all thut was done for her, pleasure, unselfish She was thoughtful and and the whole settlement Was a child unruly? The would call Mary in te ening with open eyes and dirty mouth expanding into a smile, to her account exhibition of fire. To Mary sights, country was one thing to be Katahdin children, monotony and loneliness of a woods, could never he erowds and noise of July works on Boston Common. desired ; lement, Often the workmen stopped and aod crowded around wd to * Seems how, came,’ ‘The ee hassite Dut alne creaking ar pr BOoUse with 4 oleva » the rear esis laed pulled 15 } up ti gulariy ; and u river had no word gement as crossed the old bridge, and the stars were far away and cold, She avoided the front works for fear of being seen by of the night foree in the casting room, Around the charcoal-house and through the thick smoke, up the hill ] ia she 4 vy és KOI (rev = with chilled hands and Surely that is the elevator rattling | beside her, Now she stops for on the landing, waiting for drive her fears away. How her father will laugh and Kiss her, and, with a night. The intensely cold air have brought him to himself, she | John Cronin Iny asleep on the floor. Mary had no time for thought. She drew the holt and secured the elev ator, car and wheeled it toward the fiery pk: The heat grew more and more ntense, Could she guide the ear and dump it? Before she knew it, it was done. The car was replaced, the boit pushed back and the bell rung. The elevator had gone down und the fluor had been replaced, Then Mary crouched beside the sleeping man and moaned and cried * O father! father! Wake up! I can't stay here all night! If call for help you will be dismissed. I'm afraid to stay here alone.” The man slept on. It was impossi- ble to rouse him. Mary had feared one weakness, but suddeniy she be. came conscious of her inner strength, She knew that she would stay here until morning and hoped that by that time her father could be roused and that they might go home without suspicion, The elevator was coming again, and again she must nerve hersell to roll the heavy car at that awful brink. Well she had done it once and she could do it again, Again and again she had bent her. self to the heavy task. The hours went by, Mary counted them Ly the went quickly, for she dreaded the re- turn of the car; but as the night wore on, the child became conscious of an overpowering desire to sleep, The dreadiul sense of responsibil. ity, the loneliness and unuaturalness left her, She even began to forget her desire to save her futher. All emotion was swallowed up by the sea of sleep, which surged around her, making her sick and giddy, At lust she became conscious that she must do something, She strug gled to the next dumping, and then opened the door of the warm-house, which was inclosed on three sides, | the fourth side opening on the chim. | ney. She closed it behind ber, in order that her futher might not feel the cruel cold, and sat on the icy platform and looked down, down on the shapeless works beneath her. The iutense coldness rovive! her i and seemed to freeze the sleep ont, | The December moon shone steadily, and the wind, vow rising, blew the | charcoal smoke away from her. From this great height the settlement seemed crowded at her feet. ach house stood out from its pure white surroundings, and Mary thought of What would it be to leave them all and go back to the old wandering, disreputable life ? Her eyes traversed over the road { till they rested on her own home | Hirst home! Then something blurred | them, and the old frayed shawl an- i swered other purpose. Het mother was there--her mother who t would have died .in the city, the i Brownsville doctor said, had this ill- ertuken her there; her mother, who would reed the fresh, bracing, balsa: air of the mountain romans | & long day, and ali the it | ber father's good wages coul { the friend in each. | | : i Nes OV orts th buy For her : father's si God, vent Vent ither's sake must "wy In ike she me awake ira vt Waist { : # prayer inat went up keep fro below, Lie mn chimney like } Mary went to wo Betwq ow i with th new enthusiasm on tr 4 Poh mothet night ook all John, to this load, “Thank you, J * Come, Mary, you must be tired,” Not a word was the pair as they went dowa the ladder and hurried down the hill. The ii try 184) of the furnace-room ** Blessed if here ain't Cronin and gal. Hope the missus ain't po wre,” said one “She's probably been with her. little woman as that life,” said another, Back over the his Ww up all night gal in all my red bridge Mary her hand tightly clasped in her father's. She gave his hand a little squeeze once, when she felt a hot tear drop on her own a smile on her tired, pale face, and a great content in her heart. Father, mother, friends and reputation-—all saved! When they had passed the group of houses thut clustered near the bridge, and the woods were before them, her father said: * Mary, dows mother Kuow 2” “No. Don't let's tell her. She will think I went to meet you, if she is awake." “If vou'd not followed me last night, Mary, do vou know what might bave happened ?" : Mary nodded her head vigorously. She could not speak, “ Mary, you have saved my life; you have saved the works, As God ears me, I will never drink another drop.” And he never broke the vow he made, Mary cried with joy on her father's neck, All the terror, loneliness and Inbor of the night were over, lize a bad dream. Best of all, the burden of censeless anxiety, which had welghed on her and Her mother, was laid down forever, Never agein would she listen to his step, in the fear that it might be uncertain. or walk with tired feet seeking him through the slums of a city, They softly opened the door and found the mother still sleeping. Mary opened the dampers of the ** Star of the East,” and soon a good breakfast was in preparation, John Cronin told his wife of his loads ~eight to an hour, At first they resolution, as he sat by her bedside, | ator Mary had gone to bed, but he did not tell her then at what a fearful cost of suffering to their child it had been bought, His {ntelligence and perseverance won him tho position of foreman, and to-day Mary and her mother, who has recovered her health and gaiety in Katahdin Woods, rejoice in their new house, which exceeds Mary's day-dreams. “That's u fine man, that Cronin,” gald some one in authority, the other day. * He and his daughter are studying chemistry together, and ho has some first-rate notions about roasting the sulphur out of the ore. I shouldn't be surprised if we had a rare find in him.” “The girl is a pretty and lady like one, too,” said another. * The whole settlement seems to be fond of her.’ John Cronin, passing on the other side of the red bridge, himself unseen. heard the words aod smiled and thought: * Where would Cronin be {to-day if it were not for ‘Cronin’s { Daughter’ 2"'—Anuie 8. Packar l, in | New England Magazine There are said to be 163,000 familios i in London living in single rooms { Elections in France are always held on | Sundays, in order to suit the of the workingmen au caouvenicnecs i peasants | The great battles of the civil WAr were pottsyivania, W ilderness, Chancelloraville. Chie) Harbor, Fredericksburg oh, Stone River Gettysburg wns the war An he larges: the { Gettysburg, S Antietam, | mauga, | HOCKS ‘old | Manassas, Shi and i Petersburg | ost batt great the as le of the loin bloodiest sembled by army erates Unioa was Conte by the ut ut the saven davas hight; gh he Wilderness, the rivers now known to geograpnh- } have a total 1.0K) There are $003) he Miss 8.1 1 being i. Four ie Zih each of two ien over les long, t i miles, and the others are n i¥ Amazon 4,029 re than 3.0% miles in Asia Asi » 3 2 ; BM i the Hoang Kisnz, xtending 3 Hx) miles; Y rnesei 4 580 tween exceptionally well | structed that the Indians do not de pe | redate the suburbs of New Y wk, or he buffalo roam over the thorough. | fares but she will, never. | theless, learn to louk upon her coun. irymen and women through | such spectacles as Dickens wore when | he wrote his * f Chicago: KOON ‘American Notes, *' She | will expect bombast instead of gance, and braggadocio for merit. Of course, an intelligent girl will re. pair these deficiencies by subsequent study of men and books: but, study { a8 she may, the glamour of her child- { ish imagination can never rest on | the past of her own country’s history. She will not be able to believe the Washington story us she accepted the myth of William Tell. The eritie. al faculty once awake feeds on the bones of dead ideals: the clear apirit. uality cf a conflict of ideas will be as tasteless to her, tull as she is of the personal interest which animates the war of olde: worlds, ns cold spring water would be after wine, AROUND THE HOUSE. ele. touch the vottom of the bowl. uired to boil quickly. y pe the heat away from the liquid. cold water. Salt, if applied immediatety, will sure. ly prevent wine stains. To give a good oak color to a pine floor wash in a solution of one pound of copperas dissolved in one gall strong lye. To test nutmegs prick them with a pin, it they are good the oil will instantly spread around the puncture thus made, The most elevated railroad in the United States is said to be the Denver & South Park Railroad, a branch of the Union Pacific, which at Alpine Tunnel reaches an altitude of 11,500 feet above the level of the sea. | THE LADIES. i AX OLD PASHION 1s VIVED, The lace bertha and the watteau bow have met with such success that their popularity is endangered already. 1 he has been reached in Press. ROSE HEART PINK, A very lovely tint of * nppenrs rose-heart” pink the list of new It is un fascinating s more exquisite then the English. shade Inst Perhaps a blonde woman, or a brown-hai red, eyed ono, looks wenrs among ening colors even praio Tose of winter brown. with a fine complexion, never beautiful than when certain shades of rose color. new evening toilet of this new par tint of pink, bro aded with palest 3 roscbuds and foliage, is lightly d Just in front with primrose -vellow crepe de Chine. 5 he h uf-low bo lice finished with a fichu of the « repe de Chine, which is softly folded over the chest with artistic race , and tied the side, falling in long enls New York Post, vou oh - .. » she A ticular more Yellow raped is simply 0 at A WEDDING TH pretty custom or lassie to tra n bearer has a !ded 14 int. | obieot for the nuptial oR page admirati knee brosche pecial in 1 ht a tiny coast o er which falls a cape } and a little thre ip with i088 swell ithed wi caugh His MI “es y § cCasions ti 2 B83 is not so elaborate. is nll ready t He is attired in nn with rar ilk garnished tosek ino g RIOCK]: Bs 1 bh andsome AYune, A vel and tied up wi ow ribbon, makes a suitable yellow room or a and These white sacl a0 simple 1 ve and 1 ntious that th as ory oy honestly in than roses recommended the huge and other paper flowers bang on the wall for (Boston Cultivator. fasts ids, WIL ppies, are used to this same purposq A TOOR MOTHER The pathos that necessarily attaches to the life of an infant monarch has been intensified, in the case of the baby King of Spain. by the news of a plot directed against his innocent life. Who, even amoug the children «f the poor, need envy this little erowoed baby, whose itfe, dangers from which less highly placed KE aL w—— ———- trimmed with Valenciennes lace and ribe bons the exact shade of the pattern. Dressing z wns are almost as pretty [a8 tea gowns. One made of pink woul stuff has white lace about the neck, a hood frilled with luce and a girdis of white silk cord, Violets are worn as much for the shads us for the blossom : wverything tends to and lavender, Dresses ! and bonnets purple, heliotrone i tare of th are trimmed 8 shale, statiogary, with it. The newest shirts are made of French butiste, colored « whit, have & I.down collar reaching almost to the shoulder this is tied & sinall edition of the “windsor” tie. ‘ t yr and broad turnes teneath A novel summer cloak to wear over a silk dress is mide entirely of black lace, with larg es and a rule of lance at the neck. It falls in loos folds, has no linn z, and reaches to the feet. ' Dish ip se It is a wonder women who wear the sinall watches suspended from the bodice do not have them stolen. mp'ation to a thief thiugs dungling so of their powns It must be quite a t the daingy carelessly from their Jet he 10 sew goid cinsp and beaded jewelled parnitures will much as ever, Tue new wonderfully Leautifal in f the finest and solid used as | patterns are ind sh wings ery attractive, ng down coliars Walking dresses must oom collars with at { they button an Furiber. ¥. oh ouse brings into de. of buckles and ¢ asps, Russian girdles Very much de- of ‘the m lo k He wary of belt with a lollar and a good style re ar 3 i« vy x. * shires. others egRity ISRI00 en the sen- noniq De t even in the Col. i believed f my take them up i ly placed them in tl } 1 h restored 1h 1 i # sun, tm to n this state I carried them mmersed in some tepid z the er in a dry place. ination, I noticed that the mouths of each was closed with a kind of g membrane. This obstruc. tion seemed to cause the little saurians an imm amount of inconvenience. During the night one of them broke the membrane and is now fat and hearty, bat the other died from being unable to | effect the same purpose. It is enough to make cold chills creep up one’s back to ask and refleet on the question: How long were these tiny, liv. ing creatures imprisoned in their chalky beds, and how many centuries before the birth of Christ was it that they sported on Britain's native heath? ch soon a nous nee English Boy Miners. him, must be ono of constant anxiety, ceremony. responsibility and isolation? It is pitifal to think of the poor little fellow playing with his childish toys in blissful ignorance of his position aud all that it entails, while strong men are coa- spiring against the infant life, merely breause it stands as the symbol of a form of giywernment to which they are op- posed. To Queen Christina the hearts of all true women will turn with new sympathy. Her intense devotion to the little Alfonse has endeared her to very many beyond the limits of her own coun- try, snd it will be learned with general regret that to her constant solicitude for her son's health is added the keen anxiety with which she must have been filled by the news of the political danger by which his life hus been threatened — Now York Prose. oo —— FARIHION NOTES, Mauve is reigning supreme. Dressing with an eye to one ¢slor is much more economionl, as can easily be soon. Wide baby sashes of moire or fane ribbon will be very much worm wit summer dresses, Watch the bell skirts worn in the street. Notjoe bow black they ate around the bottom and remember our Parisian sistars’ would laugh us to scorn. Breakfask jackets are made flowezed delaines and nainsook, and “why are so many miners queer about their lege?” asked one of their number the other day. “It is because we have | been racked and strained with overwork { when children,” he answered. “Take my own case. | was set to work in the pit hauling trolleys when I was a lad of { ten, anl fur these thirty-five years | have spent my days underground. 1 have worked under all kinds of conditions, bat, | heavy or light, at best the miner's life {is a hard one | “There are nigh 50,000 lads under fifteen years working in coal mines in { England. 1 have had to hew coal in seams | foot 10 inches to 2 feet thick, ly. ing for hours on my side, all but naked, in some inches of water, and under a sort of shower.-bath from the roof, ioking and shoveling as best 1 could. That is | not the sort of place to sit down and take a lunch or dinner in, so we work on, ex. cwpt for having a sup of cold tea or a bit of bread and butter, till it is tine to leave the pit. And I have been in other mines so full of gas that the trail in the safety. lamp left a blue flame behind as { moved the light, Dank pouting is not an cagy job, sir.” 1 readily admitted that it was not, and from my own limited ob. servation of the miner's life in the pit 1 uoceptod the accuracy of this descrip. tion Ol Whale. A whale recently captured In arctio waters was found to have imbedded in its side a that belonged to » whaling v that had boen out of service neatly half a cent
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