Seek Not Thine Own, Seek not thine own; Live thou for other*; Live for thy brother* And when the bleat Of sorrow or temptation swoops ths MS of Ufth And hearts beet low amid ths botj toil and strife, When joys arc flod. When loves grow cold and are dead, "Love thyself last." Seek not thino own; In all the ages Heroes and sagos By gifts aro known. The world esteems them groat and good who, living, shod The gift of light upon the world. Tbay, being dead, Are living still, In monuments past human skill. Of brass or stona. Seek not thino own; Forever giving Is ever living. While good endures. Fruitful, self-sacrifice, to Him the Father sent Shall get thoe all. Tho world and bright-orbed firmament, Or life, or death, Lo I the All-Qiver, faithful, aaith, "All things are yours." . FAME VERSUS LOVE. "It cannot be!" As these words fell from Helen Arm strong's lips she arose from her seat, an old overturned boat, and moved alowly toward the water's edge. For a moment her companion, a man of perhaps twenty-five, hesitated; then he joined her, repeating: "It cannot be, Helen? Surely you are not in earnest. You love me, have you not said it? and yet you refuse to become my wife 1" "Edwin, I—■" "You did not mean it," quickly in terrupted Edwin Bennett, adding: "Gome, darling, why should net we be happy?" And ho drew her hand within his arm. For an instant she let it rest there, then slowly bat firmly she loosened his olasp, as she said: " For two years you and I have been friends. In that time did you ever know me to change after I had once decided upon anything J" "No, but—" answered her companion quickly, while she, unheeding, goes on with: "Yon know the one great desire of my life is to win fame as an artist Oould I do this as your wife?" "Why not, Helen ? Would I not do anything in the world to help you f' came the proud answer, as Edwin Ben nett bent his eyes fondly upon tho fair face beside him. " No, Edwin; as a wife I could never hope to obtain fame. Marriage brings to women so many cares that there is very little time left over for other work. I should not make you happy. I should be constantly longing for my old, free life." <' If that is all I am not afraid to risk my happiness, Helen," answered her lover, a more hopeful look lighting up his handsome face. "Think how for five years," continued Helen, " I have worked with the one end in view. My home, yon are aware, has not been particularly agreeable. Uncle and Rant are kind in their way, and have always let me have my own will about painting, providing it did not cost them anything. As for love or sympathy, yon have seen how mnoh they have yielded to ine." ' Seen and felt for yon, Helen, Ood knows. And now that I will make your life, if love can do it, one happy dream, yon will not; and yet yon do not deny yonr love for me." For a second Helen's eyes rested longingly upon the face of the man who loved her so drarly; then into their dusky depths crept an intense, passionate longing, as they swept the horizon and noted the glorious splendor of the setting son, while she ex claimed : "Oh, Edwin I If I could only repro dnoe that sunset jnst as it is I If I only eonld 1" With an impatient sigh he tnrned away. " Always her art, never me; perhape she is right after all. It wonld always stand between as." She, not noticing, went on with— "lf it would only stay long enough for me to eatch those colors, bat no, it is fading now." Turning, Helen found that her com panion bad left her side, and stood a few yards away. "Edwin," she ealleL In an instant he waa beside her, everything forgotten exoept that she was the woman he loved. *' I wanted to tell yon how good Mr. Hovey is. It seems he was acquainted with poor papa years ago, when I was a baby, and therefore feels quite inter ested in me. Y<>n have heard how he praises my work, and last night he proposed —" " Proposed I" exclaimed Edwin Ben nett, hotly. "Why, you don't mean to ■ay that old man actually had tho au dacity to ask you to marry him?" " How rilionlonsl How oould you think of such a thing?" answered glan t a ripple of laughter escaping from between her prettj teeth, as she continued : " No; he proposed, if I were willing, to send me to Italy for two years, he, of course, defraying the greater part of the expenses. He said when I beoame famous I oould refund him the little amount if I wished. Was it not gen erous of him? Just tbink, two years at work among the old masters. What could I not do then? It would be such a help to me. My little inoome would do, with oare, I think." "And you would go?" As Edwin Bennett asked this question a look of pain crossed his face. " Why not ?'' came the reply, as Helen raised her eyes questioningly to her companion. " You say you love me ; and yet you would put the sea between ns. Helen, wait; I will work hard and earn money enough to take us both abroad. Do you think I oould deny you anything? You should paint to your heart's con tent, from the old masters, or anything else you pleased. So long as you were happy, I should be. Perhaps I might turn painter, too, some day, with you to inspire me," he added, smiling slightly. " I do not doubt your love for me, Edwin; but I shall never marry. I in tend to devote my life to my art. As a wife it would be impossible for me to do so. I should be hindered and tram meled in a thousand ways. Believe me, I have thought very earnestly of all this, and I—" "Helen, when I came to spend my vacation here at Little Rock, so as t be near yon, I said to myself, Now you can ask the woman yon love to be your wife, and know that yon have a home to offer her. For yonr sake I wish I were rich ; but I am still young, and with the good prospects I have, I do not see why I shall not bo able before many years to give my wife all she can wish." "It is not that, Edwin. I should not love you one bit the more if yon were a millionaire," interrupted Helen, glancing reproachfully at him. "Helen, my holiday is over to-mor row. I must have my answer to-night.'' The words came somewhat sternly from between Edwin Bennett's lips. Mechanically, with the end of her parasol, Helen Armstrong traced on glittering yellow sands, "Fame versus Love." Then, as she became aware of what she had done, she songht to efface them. Too late. Edwin Bennett's hand stayed hers, as pointing to the letters stood oat, he said, hoarsely : "Choose 1" For a second she hesitated, then slowly came the answer: " I accepted Mr. Hovey's offer this morning. lam to sail in a week." Spurning her hand from him, Edwin Bennett cried out, passionately: "God forgive yonl I cannot I" Then, without another word, he tnrned and left her. A faint cry of "Edwin " escaped Jier lips, as her arms were held out impflor ingly toward him. Then they fell to her side, and she, too, tamed and went slowly across the sands in the opposite direction. If he had looked back and seen those outstretched arms, how dif ferent their life might have been ; bnt no, be plodded angrily along the shoro, glancing neither to the right nor the left. Little by little the waves crept np and Love was drowned, while fame stood out bold and clear npon the yel low sands. Ten years have oome and gone since Helen Armstrong and Elwin Bennett parted on the shore, and daring that time they have never met. Helen had won that which she had striven for. She had beoome an artist of renown. Even royalty had been pleased to com pliment her npon her art. ; For thelaU month ono of Helen Arm strong's paintings had been on exhibition at the Academy of Design, and crowds had been drawn thither to see this last work of the celebrated artist. The snbject was simple, nothing new, yet visitors returned again and again to gaze at it. It waß the last day of its exhibition, when a lady and gentleman, the gen tleman leading a little girl ef perhaps three years by the hand, passed into the room where the painting hnng. "Oh 1 isn't it too bad there is snoh a crowd; I wanted to see it I'' ex claimed the lady, to which the gentle man replied: "We will look at the other pictures first and oome back again; perhaps there will not be snch a crowd then." An hour or so later the gentleman and lady returned ; then the room was almost deserted, exoept for a few stragglers here and there. It wu jnst abont time to oloae the gallery. For a few moments they stood in si lence before the painting; then a little voioe said: "Baby wants to see, too, papa." Stooping down the gontlaman raised the pretty, daintily-dressed child in his •arms. After gravely regarding the picture for a second, the little one asked: "Is zay mad, papa?" "I am afraid one was, pet," came the low answar, as Edwin Bennett softly kissed the fair cheek of his little girl Then his gaze returned to the paint* ing. Astretohof yellow sands, dotted here and there by huge boulders and piles of snowy pebbles, against whioh the overhanging cliffs looked almost bleak. Gentle little baby waves rippling in to ward the shore, while majestio purple hued, silver-edged clouds seemed float ing en masse toward the golden, crim son-barred sun that flooded the sky and water with its warm light. In the oenter of the picture, where tho beaoh formed a curve resembling a horseshoe, was an old boat, turned bottom upward ; some few feet off, the figure of ayoung man, apparently walk ing hurriedly away. Although the faoa was not visible, the gazer felt that the man suffered; that the glorious sunset was this day as naught to him. Per haps it was in the tightly-clasped hand, the veins of which stood out like great cords; or, maybe the man's apparent total disregard of his surroundings. To the right of the picture the figure of a young girl, trailing a parasol in the sand, as she appeared to move slowly in the opposite direction from her companion. Only a little bit of a delicately- shaped ear and a mass of glossy braids showed from beneath the shade hat, but one oould readily be lieve that the pretty girlish figuro be longed to an equally attractive face. About half way between them, traced upon the sands, were the words, "Fame versus Love." "Is it not lovely, Edwin?" and Mrs. Bennett laid her hand npon her hus band's arm as she added: " Yet how sad it somehow seems. I can't help feeling sorry for them. I wish I could see their faoes. I feel as if I wanted to turn them round." Clasping tho little hand that rested so confidingly upon his arm, Edwin Bennett inwardly thanked Ood for the gift of his fair young wife, as he Baid: "Gome, djar, they are commencing to close up. Baby's tired, too." "Ess, me's tired. Baby wants to tiss mamma," lisped the child, holding out her tiny arms. Husband and wife failed to notice a lady who stood near, gazing at a paint ing. As the pretty young mother stooped down to receivo her baby's ki-ses, whioh the little one lavished on her cheeks, lips and brow, a deep, yearning look gathered in the strange lady's eyes and she turned hastily away. "Oh, Edwin!" exclaimed his wife as they passed the silent figure in black. " Wouldn't it be nice if baby should grow up to be a great artist like this Miss Armstrong." " Qod forbid, Annie," came the earn est reply, followed by " lot her grow up to be a true, loving woman, that is all I ask." The lady's hand tightened its hold upon the back of a settee as the words reached her ears, but she did not move until they were out of sight. Then lifting her veil she went and stood before the painting that had won such fame. Tears gatherod in her eyes as she gazed, and with the words, " I will never look at it again," she, too, passed out of the building, and in her own handsome carriage was driven home. Scorn shone in her dark eyes as they fell upon the costly works of art scat tered in lavish profusion aboat her lux uriously furnished apartments. Hastily throwing aside her wraps, she crossed over to a mirror. A very handsome faoe it refleoted. Not looking the thirty years it had known. Helen Armstrong—for it was she— had heard of Edwin Bennett's mar riage ; heard that he had succeeded in business beyond his most sanguine ex pectations ; heard that his wife was one of the loveliest and gentlest of women, and that Elwin Bennett idolized both wife and child. This day she had seen them. Then came the thought that she might have stood in that wife's place; she, too, might have had those baby lips pressed as lovingly to hers ; but she had put it from her. She had chosen Fame versus Love. If she oould only go back to that day on the sands, how differently she would now act. Turning away from the mirror, she exclaimed, bitterly: "Too late, Helen Armstrong. As you have sown, so must you reap."— Florence Rtvre Pcndor. Getting it Valued. " Hellrfl coming out of a pawnshop} What have you been doing there V The party aocosted, with 0011 fusion ; "Oh, you see, I thought I'd go in and have my watoh—ah—valned. You see, you oan get a more accurate estimate in that way tlyn in any other." About three weeks lat°r the same parties meet under similar circum stances. "Ha, been getting your watoh valued again?" "Well—a—yes I I see from the stook marks'- tews that there has been a gen eral adjustment of valnes, BO I thought I'd see how it affected my watch." AN EUIPTIAN PRISON. Th IlhicotiH Heone* Encountered by a Be nevolent I-'iiulintirnnu lit Cairo. We were in a sort of ill-paved, ill looking, ill-smelling square; on each side of the squaro was a large door, now thrown open, displaying an inner door of cross-barred, wooden i riting, and behind row upon row of miserable, hopeless faces. Already tho old folk and children who had followed us had begun to pilfer from tho bread paniera, and as soon us tho jmsoners caught sight of tho food, the horrid clanking of chains grated on my ears, loud cries and howls came from tho gratings, and the faoes at tho apertures mul tiplied threefold. I could see the poor wretches struggling with one another for a plaoo in front, the weakest of course going to the wall, tho greed iest and strongest crashing forward. And such faces I Most of them were re volting enough in themselves, and oould well have spared the loathsome environment that made them worse. Of some, indeed, that scourge of the East, leprosy, had loft its mark; some were merely ill and hungry-looking; the bet ter favored seemed to stay with their chains behind, for shame, perhaps. All the foremost cried out for tho bread Ihey saw, and scrambled and fought like wild beasts for such of the round- Cakes as escaped through the bars with out being torn piece-meal in their pass age. One or two of the officials volun fcjreed to help us distribute our doles; and of course inviolable Eastern custom demanded that a little of the sorry stuff Bhould disappear by the way into their own capacious pockets. I tried to get one of tho fellows— Jusef, as I had heard some of the prisoners call him— to deal out the bread in something like order, but order seemed impossible; official authority stopped short outside the bars of the prison-house, while in lide I could see some sturdy ruffians dealing blows to their fellows with rude whips and stioks, and even with their chains, driving them from the raised step that led to the door, cursing loudly. And while this din was in our ears and we were feeding the wrotohes inside the bars the unfortunates outside, who had followed us closely to this very holy of holies, were pilfering as fast as hands, big or little, could help them. Yes, big or little. One tiny child, about" Qve years old, s.ole three cakes, before my eyes, was cuffed, hustled away and returned in a minute to steal a fourth from my left hand, while her mother was snatching from my right. The cigarettes produced almost equal ex citement and were hugged by the happy possessors almost as eagerly as the bread. And now that my stook of provisions was exhausted I thonght I had seen enough for once, and proceeded to make my way out of the vile den. As I was moving off one of the officials blandly asked far backshish, in reply to which I used all the few Arabic indig nant expletives I knew, and failing that, Fiench, and when that also came too slowly for my indignation, I found re lief in native Euglish. I heard subsequently that " the khe oivo"—i. e., I supposed the government —sends daily supplies to the prisons to tho extent of three of those small round cakes for each person in confinement, but they only get one and some who had tasted the sweets of this same prison-house assured me that they often got none. Whero do the rest go ? What man who knows E<ypt knows not this, too ?— MacmWa-i's Magazine. SCIENTIFIC NCKAI'S. Ozone has an odor similar to a spot that has been strnok by lightning. Where birds fly very little their feathers never acquire or else soon lose their distinctive quill-like character. In Franoe it is observed that there are 100 speoies of insects living upon the maritime pine, some of them with oat special injury to it and others with the worst effect. Separate acorns from their shells and they can be used to yield an alcohol capable of employment in the arts, and so oan the helianthus root be turned to similar account. The amount of heat poured down annually on the surface of our earth ex ceeds a million times the heat produoed by all the ooal rai-od, which may be estimated at 280 000 tons a year. Medioago aud heliotrope have been raised from seeds fonnd in a Roman tomb, where they must have lain for 1,600 years, having been pat in a bag, under the head of the corpse, for a pillow. According to statistics jnst worked Dut, one railway traveler is killed in Franos for eaoh 1,600.000,000 kilome ters (about 994 260,000 miles) ran, whioh is equal to 40,000 times the length of the voyage around the world. This ex curt-ion, the computer adds, would last daring 8.044 years travelling dt. >nd night at the rate of sixty kilometers (37 28 miles) par hour. Allowing sixty years to be the average lifetime in store for a healthy man, it follows that bafore he eonld be killed by a railway so ddent according to the law of pr.rbabilitiee he wonld have died a natural death fifty times. Orange Injects. When a dish of oranges is seen on the table for dessert, the fact is hardly realized that in all probability their surface is the habitat of an insect of tho Cocoas family. This tiny creature is found on the orange ekin in every stage of transformation, from the egg to the perfect insect, during the winter months, instead of remaining dormant in the cold weather, as is the case with most of the insect tribe. It would hardly be possible to find a S'. Michael's or Tan gerine orange that had not hundreds of these little creatures in various stages of development on its surface. Lemons, too, are frequently covered. Upon in spection, tho skin of an orange will be fonnd to he dotted over with brownish scarlet spots of various sizes. These specks can be easily removed by a needle; and when placed under a microsoope an interesting scene is pre sented, consisting of a large number of eggs, which are oval white bodies, standing on end, like little bags of flour, some of the inhabitants of which may very probably be seen in process of emerging from the opened end of the egg. The female insect upon leaving the egg has six legs, two long hair-like appendages and no wings; it thrusts a sucker into the orange in order to ob tain a nourishment, and never moves again, passing through tho various stages of development until it lays its eggs and dies. In the case of the male insect, tho chrysalis after a short period opens and the insect flies off. The male is supplied with wings twice the length of its body, and each of the legs has a hook-like projection. It has four eyes and two antennae, and is so tiny that it cannot be seen when flying. From some parts of Spain oranges come to us having their rind covered with a coccus of quite a different type. The surface of oranges, indeed, affords tho possessor of a microscope an infi nite amount of interest and amusement — Chambers' Journal. A Washington Story. The following is from a Washington letter to the Philadelphia Times: From what you have heard of our aesthetic society I know you will be willing to believe almost anything of it. Yet an incident of the week is so extra ordinary that it is doubtful whether the outside, and of course vulgar, world can comprehend or appreciate. One of our society women a member of her family by death, the other day, a pug dog. An extensive preparation for a funeral ocourred, and the ob sequies followed in due course after the fashion laid down by custom for oivilized humanity. Ido not know whether the services of a preacher were called into requisition or not, but as all the other funeral conditions were ful filled it is very probable. The coffin in which the remains of Mr. or Miss (as the case may be) Pag were exposed for the last gaze of the grief-stricken members of the family was of the regulation pat tern with silver handles. The hearse was white, emblematic of the purity of character of the diseased, and was managed by a first-class un dertaker, who wore the proper emblems of respect usually consid ered necessary in ceremonies of this kind. There was a respeotable train of carriages to make up the funeral cor tege, which proceeded to the cemetery in solemn order, and there the body of Mr. or Miss (as tho case may be) Pag was interred in the family lot with ap propriate ceremonies. Thus far everything went smoothly onougb, aud had not some sensitive people who had relatives and friends buried in this cemetery raised a row about it tho outside and vulgar world would have been none the wiser. As it was, the sexton was oalled to swift account for having granted a burial oertifioite. Using Ants In Horticulture. Dr. 0. T. Macgowan has sent Pro fessor C. V. Riley, of the agricultural bureau, Washington, from Han Chow, an oooount of a ouriona use made of ants in that part H China. It seems that in many par*s of the province of Canton the orange trees are injured by certain worms, and to rid themselves of these pests tho inhabitants import ants from the neighboring hills. The hlu people throughout the summer and winter find the nests of two speoies of ants, red and yellow, suspended from the branches of various treos. The "orange ant breeders" sre provided with pig -or goat bladders baited inside with lard. The orifloee of these they apply to the entrance of the bag like nests, when the ants enter the bladders, and, aa Dr. Macgowan ex presses it, "b9oome a marketable com modity at the orangeries." The trees are colonized by plaoing the ants on their upper branches, and bamboo rods ars stretched between the different trees so as to give the ants easy aocess to the whole orchard. This remedy has been in constant use at least since 1610, and probably dates from a much earlier period. It is oertainly a new way of utilising ants, whioh as a m • are deservedly considered a nv'aan.4l by the horticulturist. CLIPPINGS FOR THE CUKIOUS. There are said to be 1,000 acres planted with tomatoes on the Maniteej river, Florida. The plumes known as bird of Para, dise feathers are only developed by the adnlt male birds. Forty thousand dollars worth of chewing gum is gathered in the State of Maine every year. A receipt for chapped hands is apiece of camphor the size of a walnut melted with half a cupful of mutton tallow. Rags are now recognized as such a valuable commodity that their export is forbidden by the English government No less than 340 periodicals were started in the United States last year, the majority of them filling early graves. The chamois is the only antelope found in Europe, and the baboon, on the rocks of Gibraltar, the only quad rumana. Saltan, the pet elephant of the Jardin des Plantes, Paris, was unable to survive the death of his companion,! the dog Jean. Four million of a young spider's threads, which are not so large as those of a grown spider, are not as large as a lingle human hair. The alabastrile marbles of the an cients were not marble proper, but a hard carbonate of lime, identioal with "talagmite, the modern alabaster. Workmen employed in nail manufac tories are liable to contract a disease known as nailers' consumption, caused by the deposit of iron particles in the cells of the lungs. The Chinese pbarmaoopeia contains instruction for making various kinds of wine known as mutton, deer, dog or snake wine. The ingredients of mutton wine are a sheep, milk, brown honey, raisins and various drugs. Andrew Charles, of St Johns, Mich., has a walking-stick four feet long, around which is coiled a snake six feet long. It is supposed the snake was sick or indisposed when it took its position upon the growing sapling, and, the bark being moist and gummy, the snake adhered without effort, and there died and dried. PEARLS OF THOUGHT. What makes life dreary is the want of motive. To see what is right and not do it is want of courage. No man was ever written out of repu tation but by himself. Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out. If you wish to remove avarice you must remove its mother—luxury. Charity and personal force are the only investments worth anything. We carry all our neighbors' crimes in the light and throw all our own oveij our shoulder. Pleasure is tno mere acoident of out being and work its natural and most holy neoessity. There are none so low but they have their triumphs. Small successes suffioo for small souls. It is iu general more profitable to reckon up our defects than to boast of our attainments. louniig tire tasger ana sirecn aowei of life; age is the fall corn, ripe and solid in the ear. Education begins the gentleman, but reading, good company and reflection must finish him. Without the virtue of hnmility one can neither be honest in poverty nor contented in abundance. As concerns the quantity of what is to be read, there is a single role—read much, but not many works. The best way to discipline one's hearl against scandal is to believe all stories false which ought not to be true. A memory without blot or contamina tion Is an exquisite treasure and an in exhaustible source of pure refreshment. Smart Indian Children. Secretary Teller returned to Wash ington from Carlisle, Pa., muoh pleased with the evidenoe of progress among the young Indians. He says the boys are doing well at farm work and learn ing the praoiioal part of agriculture. They need more land, and he will ask. for the means from Congress to pur chase 200 acres more land, whioh can be worked profitably. Some twenty-nine or thirty of the boys and girls are placed ont with the farmers of the neighborhood daring the summer vaca tion, beoaose there is not enongh for them to do on the school farm. The institution needs soma more oows also, in the opinion of the secretary. He thinks the girla should be tanght to milk and make butter, in order that when they return they oan show their people that they osn make other use of the cattle than to kill them all for beef. Mobile, Ala, makes female violators of the law work oat thai? Simon \be chain-gang.
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