At the Pasture Bars. Itcturnlug lonely Irom the field She met mo at the pasture bam; The moon was like a golden shield, The firmament was lit with start. As morning dawn her face was mild, As evening, so her limpid eyes; Clod never gave a sweeter child For weary man to idolise. So winsome seemed her artless mirth, Her sott oaress and ardent kiss, I thought oi all delights ol earth The angels surely covet tins. I know they mean to do no ill, But whom they lovo they lure away; Good angels love her as you will, But leave her with me while I stay. Just as she is, lor I would set The hand ol time behind an hour, It that would stay a little yet The bud Irom blowing to the flower. And when at length wc homeward went The fragrant azure shone so clear, The great tnmiliar firmament I thought had nevor seemed so near. So near, the moon above the trees An airy globe ol silver swung, And in the dewy tops ol these The stars in mellow clusters hung. So near that I could scarce forego The thought that one who longing waits Might hear them singing sweet and low Across the golden portaled gates. —J. P. Irvine. THE WIFE'S WAGES. "Well, Nettie, what do you wantP" said Mr. Jarvis to his wife, who stood looking i ather anxiously at him alter he had paid the factory hands their week's wages. " Why, Donald,"said she, " I thought as I had worked for you ali the week I would come for my wages, too! You pay Jane two dollars a week, surely I earn that, and I would like very much to have it as my own." "Pshaw, Nettie, how ridiculously you talk! You know that all I have belongs to you and tbe children—and don't I lurnish the house and every thing? What under the sun would you do with money if you had it?" "I know, Donald, that you buy the necessaries for us all, and I am willing that you should do so still, but I should like a little money ol my very own. We have been married fifteen years, and in all that time I do not seem to have earned a dollar. As far as money is con cerned I might as well be a slave. I cannot buy a quart of berries, nor a book, without asking; you lor the money, and I should like to be a little more independent." Mr. Jarvis, proprietor of Jarvis mills, worth thousands of dollars, laughed de risively. "You're a fine one to talk of inde pendence," he said. "If you should start out to make your own living, you'd fetch up in the poorhouse soon enough, for what could you do to earn a living? The girls in the factory know how to do their work, and they earn their wages. When I have paid them my duty is done, but I have to board and clothe you, and take care of you when yon are sick. If I had to do that for the girls, they would have precious little money left, I can tell you." "Donald, I gave up a good trade when I married you. lor five years I had supported myself by it, and many a time since have I envied myself the purse of those days. As for my not earning anything now, I leave it to you to say whether it would be possible to hire another to take my place; and how much do you suppose it would cost you to do without me a year? I know the girls have but little left after paying their expenses, but they enjoy that little so much. A Hie Watson supports her self and her mother with her wages, and they both dress better than I do. Jennie Hart is helping her lather pay off the mortgage on his farm, and she is so happy that she can do so. Even Jane, the kitchen giri, has more freedom than I, for out of her own money Rhc is lay ing by presents for her relatives, and will send them Christmas, as much to her own pleasure as theirs. Yesterday an Indian woman was at the hou e with such handsome bead work to sell, and, although I wanted some money so much, I had not a dollar! I felt like crying when Jane brought in her week's wages and bought half a dozen articles that I wanted so much. You often say that all you have is mine, but five dollars would have given me more pleasure yes terday than your hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of property did." " No doubt of that, Mrs. Jarvis. You have no idea of the value of money, and would have eiyoyed buying a lot of bend trash that wouldn't be worth a cent to anybody. Jane needs a guardian if she fools away her money like that. She will be in the poorhouse yet if she don't look out. It's lucky that men do hold the money, for there's not one woman in a hundred who knows how to use it!" " For shame, Donald Jarvis! You know better! Look at Jerry and Milly Creg, will you, and say that he makes the best use of his money. She is at home with her parents every night, making her wages go as far as possible toward making them comfortable, while he tk carousing in the village, wasting his time and money, and making a brute of himself besides. And why does Mrs. Sarton come to receive her husband's wages herself; simply because he can not get by the saloon with money in his pocket, and if she did not get the money they would all go hungry to bed the day after bis wages are paid. And I believe that every woman who earns money here spends it as wisely as the average of men. and I nave vet to hear of one of them being in debt." , Mr. Jarvis knew that be con id not gainsay a word his wife had said, for tiu-y were all true. Luckily he thonght of Jane. "Well, how macb do you suppose Jane will have left when New Year couies? If she should get sick how long could she pay lor care such as yon have?" " It is not likely she will lay np many dollarß ont of a hundred a year; but she is laying up something better, I think. Last winter she sent liermoth"ra warm shawl and a pair of shoes, and to her brother and sister money to buy new school books, and the warm, loving let ters they send her do iter more good than twice the amount of money in tbe bank would. This year she is laying by a number of useful and pretty things for them, and if any misfortune should hap pen to Jane they would only be too glad U iV,....... J " Well, who do you suppose would help you if you needed help?" said Mr. J&rvfs, for want of a better question. Mrs. Jarvis' oyeß sparkled angrily as sue answered: "Nobody. If you should lose your, property to-day I should be a hegganl without a claim on any one for help. You have always held your purse strings so tightly that it has been hard enough to ask for my own necessities, leaving others out altogether. Many a time a dollar or two would have enabled me to do some poor man or woman untold good, but although you have always said that all your property was mine, I never could and cannot now communda dollar of it." "Lucky you couldn't, if you wanted to spend it on beggars." " Donald, you know that I would spend money as wisely as you do. Who was it that, only last week, gave a poor lame beggar five dollars to pay his fare to Burton, and then saw him throw his crutches aside and make for the neai'est saloon ? Your wife could not do worse if trusted with a few d dlars. You say that the money is all mine, yet you spend it as you please, while 1 cannot spend a dollar without asking you lor it, and telling what I want it for. Any beggar can get it the same way ! Christ mas you bought presents for us and ex pected us to be very grateful for them. A shawi lor roe ol the very color that I cannot wear, a set of furs for Lucy that the did not need, a drum for Robin that has been a nuisance ever since, and a lot of worthless toys that were all broken up in a week. There was forty or fifty collars of my money just the same as thrown away, y.?t when I ask you to trust me with two dollars a week you cannot imagine what use I have for it, and fear it will be wasted. lam sure I could not spend fifty dollars more foolishly if I tried to." "Well," snapped tbe proprietor, "I ! guess it is my own money, and I can I spend it as I please. I guess you'll know [ it. too, when you get another present." " Oh, it is your money then. I under stood you to say it was all mine, and in tended to protest against your spending it so foolishly. If it is your own, of course, you have a right to spend it aa you please, hut it seems to me that a woman who left parents and brothers and sis ters, and ali her friends, to make a home for you among strangers, a woman who has given her whole life to you for fif teen years, might be looked upon with as much favor as you give to beggars, who are very likely to be impostors. I know that you seldom turn them ofl without help. Perhaps I would be more successful if I appealed to you as a beggar. I might say, kind sir, please allow to me out of vour abundant means a small pittance for my comfort. It is true that I have enough to cat, al though I work for my master from morning till night, and if his children happen to be sick, from night until morning again, vet he does not pay mc as much as he noes his cook, and I am often greatly distressed for want of a trifling sum which he would not mind fiving to a perfect stranger! The other ay whiie he was from liome, I had to go to the next station to see n dear triend who was ill, and, not having a dollar of my own, I was obliged to bor row the money from his cook. I was so mortified! And not long since the berry woman came with such nice berries to sell, and my little girl, who was not well, wanted some very badly, bnt I had not even five cents to pay for a handful for her. Yesterday a friend came to ask me to assist in a work of charity. It was a worthy object, and I longed so much to give hern little money for so good a purpose, but though the wife of a rich man I had no money. Of course I might ask mv husband lor money, and if I told him all about what I wanted with it. and he approved of my purpose, and was in a good humor, he would give it to me; but, sir, it is ter ribly slavish to have to do so, even if I could run to him every time I wanted anything. People say lam a fortunate woman because my husband Is rich, but I often envy the factory girls their ability to earn and spend their own money. And sometimes I get so wild thinking about my helplessness that if it was not for my children I think I should just drop into the river and end it all." "Nettie! Nettie Jarvis! What are you saying?" cried the startled hus band at last, for the far away look in her eyes as if she did not see him, but was looking to some higher power to help her, touched his pride, if it did not his heart, for he had a good deal of pride in a selfish sort of way. He was proud to be able to sapport his family as well as he did. He was proud to think be did it himself. He was proud that when his children needed new shoes he could tell his wife to take them to Crispin's and get what they needed. He did it with a flourish. He was not one of the stingy kind—he liked to spend money; and when Nettie, who wnsonce the most spirited young lady of his ac- Suaintance, came meekly to him for a rcss or cloak,he was some times tempted to reluse her money just to show her how helpless she was without him. Yes, he was proud of bis family, and wanted them to feel how much they depended upon him. He would have eit aggravated if any one had left his wife a legacy, thus allowing her to be independent of hit purse. The idea of her earning money, as his other work folks did, never entered his mind. He " supported her," that was his idea of their H.ations! He never had happened to ttiink that it was very good of her to take Ids money and spend it for the nd of himself and children. He never thought that nny other woman would have wished big pay for doing it. He had even thought himself very generous for allowing her money to get things to make the family comfortable. Things began to look differently to him just now. Could it be that he was not generous, not even just to his wife! Had be paid htr so poorly for her fifteen years of faithful labor for him that if she had been obliged to begin the world for herself lhat day it would have been as a penniless woman, notwithstanding the bouses, tbe lands and mills lhat he had so old n told her were all hers; for he knew, ns everv one else did, that not one dollar of all tie bad would the law allow her to call her own. How fast he thought, standing there at the office window looking down at the little houses where the mill hands lived. Could it be possible tiiat his wife envied them anything? Could it be that he wns not as good a man as be thought? lie had felt deeply tiie wrongs of the slaves, whose labors Lad been ap propriated by their masters, and when a negro, who had worked twenty years for his master before the emancipation freed him. came to Jarvis mills, friend less and penniless, the heart of the pro pile tor swelled with indignation at such injustice. He was eloquent on the sub ject, at home and abroad, and won dered how any one could be so cruel and selfish as to commit such an outrage against justice. Ho had called him a robber many a time, but now Donald Jarvis looked to himself very much like the old slaveholders ! Massn Brown had taken the proceeds ofCuffec's labor for his own without a " thank you " for it. True, when Cuffce cat he had given him food, when he was sick he had given him medicine, and he had clothed him, too, just as he himself thought best. Mr. Jarvis had married a loving, conscientious woman, and for fifteen years had appropriated her labors. Her recompense had been food and clothes, such as he thought best for her. A lit tle better than Cuffee's, perhaps, but the similarity of the cases did not please him. lie had expected his wife to be very grateful for what he had done for her, but lie wondered that she had not rebelled long ago. Had his life been a mistakeP Had his wife no more money or liberty than Cuffce had in oondage. Was Donald Jarvis no better than Massa Brown? His brain seemed to be in a muddle, and he looked so strangely that his wife, anxious to break the spell, took his arm. saying " Let us go home, dear, tea must lie waiting for us." He took off his hat in a dreamy way and they walked homei n silence. The children ran joy ously to meet them. The yard was lrla. Ilere is a pen-and-ink sketch of an American girl, which is interesting as showing how a Yankee girl seems to French eyes: Stylish to the backbone. Independent as independent can be, but very pure. Is devoted to pleasure, dress, spending money; shows her moral nature nude, just as it is. so as to de ceive nobody. Flirts all winter with this or that one and dismisses him in the Bpring, when she instantly catches another. (Joes out alone. Travels alone. When the fancy strikes her she travels with a gentleman friend or walks anywhere with him; puts bound less confidence in him; conjugal inti macy seems to exist between them. She jets him tell what lie feels, talk of love from morning till night, hut she never gives him permission to kiss so much as her hand. He may say any thing; he shall do nothing. She is restless, she gives heart and soul to amusement before she marrie. After marriage she is a mother annually, is alone all day, hears all night nothing except discussions about patent ma chinery, unexpiosivc petroleum, chemi cal manures. She then will lift her daughters enjoy the liberty she used without grave abuse. As nothing seri ous happened to her, why should Fanny Mary, Jenny be less strong and less adroit than their mother? She origi nates French fashions. Parisian women detest her. Provincial women despise her. Men of ail countries adore her, but will not marry her unless she has an immense fortune. Her hair is ver milion, paler than golderhair; her black eyes are bold and frank, she spreads her self in a carriage as if she were in a ham mock, the natural and thoughtless pos ture of her passion for luxurious ease. When she walks she moves briskly and throws every glance right and left. Gives many of ber thoughts to herself and few of them to anybody else. Sbe is a wild plant put in a hot-house; feels cramped in Europe, and pushes ber branches through the panes without the least heed of the frail plants that vege tate on all sides of her. Were she bet ter understood, were sbe criticised less, she would be esteemed at her true value. That Deceiving Hammock. "I've been a foolf'f growled Harper yesterday, as he untied a parcel in his front yard and shook out a new ham mock. " Here I've been lopping around all through this infernal hot spell when I might just as well have leen swinging in a hammock and had my blistered back cooled off by the breezes." Any one can nut up a hammock. All you've got to no is to untie about 500 knots.unravel about 500 snarls, and work over the thing until you can tell whether the open side was meant to go up or down. This puzzled Harper for full twenty minutes, but lie tmaily got it right and fastened the ends to two con venient .roes. Then he took off his hat and coat and rolled in with a great sigh of relief. No, be didn't quite roll in. lie was all ready to when the hammock walked away from him, and he rolled over on the grass and came to a stop with a croquet ball under the small of his back. '• Did you mean to do that?" called a noy who was looking over the fence and slowly chewing away on green apples. "Did I? Of course I did! (lit down off'n that fence or I'll call a police man!" The boy slid dawn and Harper brought up a lawn chair for the next move. It's the easiest thing in the world to drop off a chair into a hammock. Lots of men would be willing to do it on a salary of ten dollars per veek. The trouble with Harper was that he didn't drop all his body at once. The upper half got into the hammock all right, but the lower half kicked and thrashed around on the grass until the small boy, who didnt mean to leave the neighbor hood until the show was out, felt called upon to exclaim: "You cant tarn a handspring with you head all wound up in that ere net, and I'll bet money on it!" Harper suddenlv rested from his la bors to rise up and shake his fist at the young villian, but that didn't help the case a bit. He hadn't got into that hammock yet. He carefully looked ttie case over, and decided that be had the mans too high He therefore lowered the net to within two teet ot the ground and he had it dead sure. He fell into it as plump as a bag ot shot going down a well. He felt around to see it he was all in, and then gave himself a swing. No person can be happy in a hammock unless the hammock has a pendulum motion. The hammock of Harper's was ust getting the regular salt-water swing when his knots untied and he came down on the broad of his back with such a jar that the small boy felt called upon to observe: " That ain't no way to level a lawn— you want to use a regular roller!" After the victim bad recoverrd con sciousness he crawled slowlvout, gently tubbed his back on an apple tree, and slowly disappeared around the corner of the house in search of some weapon which would annihilate the hammock at one sweep, and though the boy called to him aeain and again, asking if a min strel performance was to follow the reg ular show, Mr. Harper never turned his head nor made a sign.— Detroit Prtt Prtts. RELIGIOUS SEWS AJfl JVOTE>, The General Baptist assembly of England reports 24,455 members— an in crease of 452, besides 994 members in the Orissa mission, India. Hon. Thomas Hughes, M. P.. author of " Tom Brown at Rugby," is to lecture before several associations of the Y M C. A. during his visit in the United States. Two Lutheran synods in IllinoU and adjacent States have united in one s v nod to be known as the Synod of Illinois' The united synod contains twenty-two ministers. Mr. Spurgeon has recently received from the estate of a lady $125,000 lor bis orphanage, $200,000 for bis pastor's college. sl,Ki lor his book fund and $5,000 for himsejf. i Pastor Levi Johnson has no horse This is why he walks 240 miles a month In li.iing his appointments with the churches at Indian Village and Shady Grove, in the State of Louisiana. Rev. C. M. Ringham, of Millbum Lake county. 111., has accepted thecal of the Congregational church of liny, tora, Fla. This is the most southerly Congregational church in the United States. Bishop Sehereschewsky, of the Prot estant Episcopal mission in China, Las held the first ordination of natives. Three Chine-se were admitted to the office of deacon and one to that of priest. The consecration of Bishop Wilson for the Canadian synod makes nine bishops for the Reformed Episcopal church, besides Bishop Gregg, who seceded. The church has now 101 min isters. Thirty-eight Maoris, of New Zealand, have been introduced to the ministry of the Episcopal missions in that coun try. Tfiey are commended as faithful men. Six Maoris sit in the locai parlia ment. The receipts of the eight principal missionary societies of England during the past year make an aggregate of $3,512,710. The grand total of receipts for foreign and home missions. Hi Lie and .educational socities, etc., $8,647.- 095. American residents in London pur pose erecting nn Episcopal church in that city at a cost of $75,000. The First Baptist church, Philadel phia, is proud to number among its Sunday-school teachers a venerah.e iady seventy-three years of age. She has been in the Sunday-school ever since it was organized, which is sixty five years ago. She was thin in the in fant class. There are in all eighteen different evangelical societies at work in Syria in the matter of secular, morai and Chris tian education, which have together 1,000 communicants, 4,500 average tota of Sunday congregations, nighty foreign preachers and teachers and 300 native helpers. This is in a total population of 209.000. " Success With Small fruits." " I just roiled out here from the gro cery," said the little green appie as it paused on the sidewalk for a moment's chat with the banana peel; "I un waiting hero for a boy. Not a small, weak, delicate boy." added the little green apple, proudly, but a great big boy, a great bulky, strong, leather lunged, noisy fifteen-year-older, and littie as I am you will see me double up that boy to-night, and make him wail and howl and yell. Oh. I'm small, but I'm good for a ten-acre field of boys and don't you forget ft. All the boys in Burlington." the little green apple went on, with just a shade of pitying con tempt in its voice, " ooufdn't tool around me as any one of them fools around a banana." " Boys seem to be your game." drawled the banana peel, lazily; " well. I suppose they are just about strong enough to afford you a little amusement. For my own part, I like to take some body of my size. Now here comes the kind of a man I usually do business with. He is large and strong, it is true, but—" And just then a South Hill merchant who weighs about 231 pounds when he feels right freed came along, and the banana peel just caught him oy the foot, lifted him about as high as the awning post turned him over, ranged him down on a potato basket, flattening it out un til it looked like a splint door mat. and the shoek jarred everything loose in the show-window. And then while the fallen merchant picked up his property from various quarters of the globe, his silk hat from the gutter, his spectacles from the cellar, his handkerchief from the tree-box, his cane from the show window. and one of his shoes from the caves-trough, and a boy ran for the doctor, the little green apple blushed red and shrunk a little back out of sight, covered with awe and mortification. "Ah," it thought, "I wonder if I can ever do that? Alas, how vain I was, and yet bow poor and weak and useless I am in this world." Rut the banana peel comforted it and bade It look up and take heart, and do well what it had to do, and labor for the good of the cause in its own useful sphere. "True," said the ban-ma peel, "you cannot lift up a two-hundrcd pound man and break a cellar door with him, but you can give him the cholera morbus, and it you do your part the world will feel your power and the medical colleges will call you blessed." And then the little green apple smiled and looked up with grateful blushes on its face and thanked the banana ore! for its encouraging counsel. And that verr night, an old father, who writes thirteen hours a day, and a patient mother who was almost ready to sink from weariness, and a nurse and a doctor sat up until nearly morning with a thirteen-year-old boy,who was ail twisted up in the shape of a figure three, while all the neighbor* on that block sat up and listened and pounded their pillows and tried to slew and wished that boy would either die or get well. And the littie green apple was plessw and its last words were: "At la*J have been ol some little use in tntf great, wide world." Here i* atlil another foreigner whp does not like the country. Capoul, speaking of traveling in the United Slates, says: "One in time gets tired of ioe water and milk with roast meat and preserves." Couldn't the man eat boiled oorn beef and drink hot tea for a change? Was there no Cape Ann turkey or pork and beans to be found r Why this fastidiousness, this clinging to four article* ,of food ? -Boston Tran script.