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Afe! Who Can Tell t
Ah! who nan tall what waits as whan the vail
• That hides that other life is rolled away?
Beyond its bounds mysterious, what dreads
' What lies within its siiadows, who can say?
What waits ns there
Beyond our sight?
Hope or dsspair,
Or day or night?
Whence flies the soul when it easts off the clay?
Ah I who can tell?
Oar loved ones die; throngh mists of blind
In deepest gloom despairingly ws grope;
Forebodingly we see the lonely years
Unlighted by their love, unoheered by hope.
Ah! who can tell?
Where are our dead?
Will all be well
When life is fled?
Ovarii they "our path o'er life's descending
Ah! who can tell?
We <ee the ccremental winding-sheet.
The toB of solemn funeral bell we hear;
The last sad riles are paid, and grief com
FUN all the heart with desolation drear.
The somber pall,
The lonely hearth,
Can this be all
There is of earth?
Jbcls life with coffin, shroud and funeral bier?
Ah! who can tell?
A'en while we weep, .the tears that ease the
In rays prismatic paint th' o'erhanging
And u new hope, of our great grief a part,
tu faith prophetic to the doubt repiee:
" Bodies must die—
Death is their goal,
lowly they lie—
Not so the son!;
tfod keepetb that with ever-watchful eyes--
All will be well!
■r sorrow proved, made pure by trials here,
The chastened heart looks upward for
And holds in spirit that communion dear
Which is tliei well-spring of this sweet
After the strife
Ctwneth a rest,
Hie *oul Re gathers homo, a precious sheaf,
All is well.
—Frank .V. Scott.
The Yellow Satin Dress.
*• A very pretty girl!" said Mr.
Alonro Fitxalpine, languidly biting the
•arved top of his cane. " Nice com
plexion. Figure like the Venus di—
what's her name? Do make some ox
en- to send her in again, madame!"
M.'ulame Fontani laughed indul
Miss Fitzalpine was buying a white
fece tunic, over canary-colored glace.
Mrs. FitzaJpine had just ordered a gar
net velvet, with carte-blanrhe as to
point-lace trimming. And if the son
•nil heir of this wealthy family be
thought himself to behave like a Cir
cassian prince surveying eligible young
maidens for the market—well, young
men would be young men, everybody
knew that; and it would not do to dis
oblige the Fitaalpines!
** Flora," she said, hurrying out to
the little reception-room, where Flora
Hottingbam, with blazing cheeks, was
linging costly lac© draperies into the
tcep drawers, " I've forgotten this
wj>o Take it to Miss Fitzalpine, and
•ell her I think it matches her dross
But instead of meekly obeying j 1
nadame's behests, Flora Nottingham | <
lan ont of the room, and never stopped i
Until she had hidden her hnrning face [ i
the curtains of the back work
" flood gracious me!" said Bella j
Brown. " What's the matter?"
"Such a horrid young manP ex-;
plained Flora "He stared at me! ;
And madarne wanted me to go hack
again into the room, but I wouldn't."
" HurnphP said Bella Brown. " I'd
he glad enough to get into the show
room. no matter if the customers
•tared their eyes out at me."
But Madame Fontani wits cross and
curt with poor Flora after this all the
" I don't believe in such a parade of
feminine modesty," said madame, shak
ing her false curls.
" But," pleaded Flora, piteousiy, "lie
looked at me so insolently—just as if
I were one of the show-figures !"
" Well, what else are you ?" said
Madame Fontani, sharply. " I can't
have any young women so exceedingly
high-toned that they'll have to lie put
'wader glass Rhades. If they can't hold
themselves ready to oley orders, they
m*j leave the establishment. Here.
Miss Nottingham—this yellow satin
Areas ranst be finished for to-morrow
Morning at 9. Take it home with you
to-night. I dare say, if you are steady 1
at it, you can finish it by 12."
" But, madarne," cried Flora, •• i
don't think it's possible to—"
" Hush P whispered Bella Brown.
~ i ll help you."
For Flora Nottingham and the
dashing Miss Brown boarded together,
in a tall, red-brick house, whert* a
spare landlady, with a ted nose and
faded alpaca raiment, charged them a
mod' ra. • price in consideration of
having the dresses of herself and her
daughters fitted •<in real Broadway
" It's so good of you, Bella, to assist
me with this dress!" said Flora, grate
fully. us the two Hut together, stitch
ing away by the light of a shaded
lamp. " I should have had to sit up
all night to finish it myself."
" Oh, don't mention it!" said Bella,
good-humoredly. " I never did be
lieve in deserting a friend at a pineh.
See here, Flora—what's the matter?
You are as white as a sheet !"
" My head does ache dreadfully to
night," admitted Flora, passing her
hand vaguely across her forehead.
" Well, then, go to bed," coaxed
Bella. " Have a good night's rest.
I'll finish the new satin dress. After
all, there isn't so very much to do to
" Oh, Bella dear Bella!" exclaimed
grateful Flora. " How shall I ever
thank you for this kindness? Because,
indeed, I am very, very tired!"
" Oil, you ran do as much for me
some time!" said Bella Brown, gra
And so Flora crept into bed, falling
asleep almost as soon as her head
touched the pillow.
At ten o'clock Miss Bella Brown
rose cheerfully up, " did " her hair after
the latest fashion-plate style, and
dressed herself in the very yellow satin
dress, with its ivory-white " tunic
front," which she had just finished,
and went to a ball with a tailor's clerk
of her acquaintance. This was by no
means a novel idea of Miss Brown's.
She had often done it before.
"It don't hurt the dresses just to
wear them, carefully, once," said Bella.
" Itirh people haven't any right to ex
pect all the cream of life just because
they are rieh. We poor, down-trodden
sewing-girls must have some little
chance. Anil this yellow dress is such
a beauty, exactly the color of a Mare
chal Neil rose!"
Could the liellcs of Fifth avenue and
the languid queens of Japonica square
but have known the atmosphere
through which their dresses had been
trailed before coming home in folds of
silver paper and boxes labeled " Modes
When Bella Brown railed her in the
morning, Flora Nottingham rubbed
her heavy eyelids.
" Do you know. Bella," said she, " 1
had such a strange, strange dream, in
the middle of the night? I thought
you were standing here, and dressed in
the yellow satin rolie."
Bella laughed a sharp, affected
'• What nonsense, child!" said she.
"Be quick and drives. It's late al
rrady. And the robe is all foldid up
in the box, ready to carry to the store."
Flora Nottingham need not have
been in such haste, as it transpired.
Mrs. Dr. Truefitt did not call for the
dress until nearly noon, and then her
husband was with her.
"Make haste, Madame Fontani,"
she cried. " The doctor declares he
liasn't more than five minutes to spare,
and I want him to see this lovely
Mrs. Truefitt was a dark, sparkling
little brunette, and yellow was her
darling color. The doctor looked
down upon her with mild, benignant
" All her dresses are lovely for the
first month," said he, laughing. " And
then they become odious."
Madame Fontani, all smiles, like a
venerable specimen of the " Cheshire
cat " we read of, lost no time in dis
playing the yellow dress on one of her
chintz-draped dummy figures.
" There, I)r. Truefitt I" said she, " I
think that is- - Dear, dear ! what ran
possibly have happened to it? Miss
Nottingham, come here this instant 1"
Mrs. Truefitt uttered a little cry of
dismay, for there, on the very front ,
breadth, was a dull, dim stain—the
glass of wine that the tailor's clerk
had spilled there the night before, and
whose traces Miss Bella Brown had
vainly endeavored to remove.
Flora stood aghast lieforn it.
"Nottingham, it's your fault!"
sereamed Madame Fontani. "The
dress was in perfect order when it was
intrusted to your hands last night!
You alone are responsible—you alone !
What have you to say?"
"I know nothing about it, madams,
faintly gasped Flora, turning as pale
as ashes, and Instinctively glancing
| toward Bella Brown, who, with un
| natural red cheeks, was stooping over
' some satin trimmingn in a corner.
Just then I)r. Truefitt's groom, a nat.
tily-attired youth of two or three and
twenty, in a velvet-handed hat and
livery of sober black, who came up to
get the parcel while the coachman sat
on the box below, stepped forward and
touched his hat.
" Might I speak, sir?" said he. " Be
cause I've seen this 'ere gown afore-
It was wore at. the Ciceronle Clerks'
Association Fall, where I was lat
night, and f had the honor of duneln
with that there young woman in thi
corner" nodding Ids lead at I'd'*
Brown "as had it on. And bet
young man keeled over a glass o|
Widow Clickett champagne on it a*
supper, and there was a first-class row
"Oh, Bella! oh, Bella!" ojpsl Flori
Nottingham, reproachfully; "then my
dream was true, after all."
And Bella Brown burst into tears,
and uttered never a word of self-de
Madame Fontuni discharged her
within the next half hour.
"Such assurance I never saw!" said
the indignant modiste. "As if my
customers' elegant, orders were to )>e
ruined at her balls and hops, and low
class things. And she may thank her
stars, I|don't have her arrested and
flung into jail!"
While poor Flora stood by, with such
an expression of white, mute dismay
on her face, that Mrs. Truefltt turned
kindly to her.
" My dear," said she, in a low voice,
"you are not happy here?"
" Oh, no, no!" cried Flora, wringing
" Isn't the woman kind to you?"
<iuestiunl the doctor's wife.
" No," murmured Flora.
" Don't they pay you well?"
" Not very."
" In that case," said Madaino Fon
tani, turning suddenly on her appalled
workwoman, "you, too, had better
leave my service, Miss Nottingham.
I'm sure I beg your pardon, Mrs.
Truefltt; but if you could but know
the laziness, the treachery and the in
gratitude of the creatures that I have
to deal with—"
" Pray don't excite yourself," inter
posed Mrs. TruefHt, cohlly. " Here is
my address, child," scribbling a few
words on a leaf of her note-lmok and
handing it to Flora. " Come to me
this afternoon, and we will see what
can be done."
And so she went away, leaving the
yellow satin dress on Madame Fonta
" Don't come to me for a recommen
dation," said the dressmaker, in a
And Flora didn't.
But that is how Flora Nottingham
came to leave the great, grinding city,
where the poor are borne down to the
very ground, and go to Mrs. Truefltt's
aunt, a smiling, kindly old lady, who
kept a fanry store in one of the sev
eral New England villages where
double rows of maples shaded the
streets, and the scent of the honey
suckle fills the air. To the joor child
this atmosphere of j>eace and quietness
was like a foretaste of heaven itself.
And old Miss lledgeley was equally
pleased with her new shop-girl.
" My dear," she said to Flora one
evening, after half an hour's medita
tion in the purple July twilight, "do
you know what 1 am thinking of?"
"No, Miss lledgeley," said the girl,
"Of adopting you, Flora, as my
"Oh, Miss lledgeley I" faltered
"If you don't marry, 1 mean," the
old lady corrected herself.
Flora blushed a bright soft pink.
" I shall never marry,' Miss Hedge"
ley," said she.
" I am not so sure almut that," said
Miss lledgeley, as she thought of tho
number of visits that Mr. Paltison,
the new minister, had considered It
necessary to make at her domicile of
late. •• But anyhow, my dear, I hope
you won't go away very far from me."
And out of the fullness of her heart
Flora speaks :
"Oh, Mihs lledgeley, I never knew
what true happiness was until I knew
you."— Helen Forrtat
Warsaw society is still excited over
an exhibition of fantastic extravagance
with which a number of Russian offi
cers have recently entertained them
selves. AdjutiUit-fJeneral Count Pillar
and Prince Mijanowier., of the Hus
sars, conceived the idea of a Roman
luinqtict in the style of Liicullus, aqjl
twenty-six other oflleers united in the
novel diversion. The hanqunt-hall was
filled with rones and perfumed with all
ths odors of Arabia, and the feastern
arrayed themselves in Roman togas
and wore garlands of roses on their
beads. Hwallows' nests from India,
wild African pigeons and a ragout of
nightingales were among the costly
viands with which they were served,
The banquet lasted eight hours and
cost 921,000, or $750 apiece. This gas.
tronomical extravagance has provoked
bitter criticism In Warsaw, where It is
denounced as a wicked imitation of
tho wanton luxury which preceded the
fall of the Roman empire, and where
It has, at least, dime nothing to make
I more agreeable the relations existing
lietwmi the Polish imputation and th
; 11 lissom garrison.
MORAL A*l> RELIGIOUS.
I .Win || to Pur Jtr>nf.
" Liv c f >r some purpose in tin' world.
Act your part well. Fill up the meas
ure of your duty to others. Conduct
yourself mi that you shall he missed
with sorrow when you are gone.
Multitudes of your species are living
in such a selfish manner that they are
not likely to he remembered after their
disappearance. They leave behind
them scarcely any trace of their exist
ence, but are forgotten almost as
though they had not been. They are,
while they live, like ono pebble lying
unobserved among a million on the
shore; .and when they die, they are
like the same pebble thrown into
the sea, which just rufTles flic surface,
sinks and is forgotten, without being
missed from the beach. They are
neither regretted by the rich, wanted
by the poor nor celebrated by the
learned. Who has been the better for
their life? Who lias been the worse
,for their death? Whose tears have
'they dried up? Whose wants sup
plied? Whose miseries have they
jhealod? Who would unbar the gates
of life to readmit them to existence?
Or what face would greet them b;u k
again to our word with a smile?
'Wretched, unproductive mode of exists
ence ! Selfishness is its own curse; it
is a starving vire. The man who does
no good, gets none, lie is like the
heath in the desert, neither yielding
fruit nor seeing when good comet.li; a
stunted, dwarfish, miserable shrub." -
J. A. Janus.
ll<liloun Nrw and Notes.
The ftouthmi Hnptiat says there are
.about 125,000 Baptists in Mississippi,
of which 100,0(10 arc whites and 25,-
The woman's foreign missionary so.
ciety of the Methodist Episcopal
church was organized in March, 1809,
in Tremont street church, Boston.
Since then its total receipts have been
$098,915, and it has sent out sixty
There were added to the Southern
I'rcubyterian churches in the year end
ing May last on profession of faith
0,062 persons, an advance of more than
1,200 over the previous year. There
are 6,000 elders and 4,000 deacons in
A sjiecial convention of the Protest
ant Episcopal diocese of Central Penn
sylvania w ill moot at Beading in Octo
ber for the purp<se of electing an
The recently organized Church Ex
tension society of the Methodist Epis
copal church, South, has resolved to
ask of the annual conferences $50,000
for the ensuing year.
Crathie Established church, whic.li
Is attended by the queen when in
Scotland, it would seem, is not distin
guished for the liberality of its mem
bers, the whole contributions to the
mission and other schemes of the churli
amounting last year to 1100. and the
total income to $505.
Among the Primitive Methodists of
England a barn-service revival is grow
ing apace. In one very small parish,
where tho Primitives have no chapel,
a week's service was held in a large
barn, and as a result the whole region
has lieen aroused, and over seventy
persons have professed conversion.
A Nstnral Copper Plating Bath.
Two years ago, at a mine operated
by William Utter, at Campo Seeo, near
Klilton, water came in and work
flopped. To keep the large iron-ltound
and iron-haled bueket, used to hoist
rock, from drying and falling to pieces.
It was let down into the water. Next
season when it was drawn up, 10, a
miracle! It was copper-bound and
copper-bailed. From this has sprung
quite an industry, and tho mine lots
been sustaining itself from ore water
ever since. The water contains an acid
which has the propriety of taking into
solution the particles of iron thrust into
it, and it has also copper in solution
which is let go, particle by particle, as
the iron is picked up. It is an extreme
ly simple chemical exchange, and this
mine may make another profit still if
it will get another chemical into the
water which will make the mid lay
down the iron which, as a black flood,
the water carries down into the Stanis
laus river. The oopper industry con
sists in taking bundles of scrap iron
and ok! tin to the mine, where it is
thrust into vats of water caught up.
(n which the metals are soon changed
to copper, the residue of the iron taking
the form of a black stream and flowing
away. To make suro of making the
water swap all Its copper for Iron,
which it Is glad to do without hoot, one
Vat is placed below another down the
Ibatdt to the river, and when the water
escapes it has eaten its fill of iron and
left pay for Its meal in genuine copper
-Stockton (CaL) Mail.
WhQ th funds arc unsteady—
When money is ti^ht.
Curious Fart* About the Mormon*.
It will sound strangely in the cart
of tli.' people in " Mi'* St at on," and yd
it is an actual fart, nay* a correspond
ent, writing from Salt Lake City, that
there in not a common or froo ttchooi
in the Territory. In the city of Salt
Lake and at otiier point* there ar<
schools where pupil* of all den om in a
' tioiis are admitted, hut a small tuition
1 fee i* cJmrged. The t earlier* are all
Mormon, and the, exercises every day
begin and end with reading frotn the
Hook of Mormon*. The Cent ilea, I
riee.l hardly say, do not care to wend
their children to these dent "I fanati
cism, and latte.rly they have e*tabli*lied
a few schools of their own, but they
arc all sectarian the Catholics
have one, the episcopalian* an
other, the Methodists another,
and so on. If it he true that, common
schools are essential to a republican
form of government, then Utah has
not a republican form of government,
1 and it is about the only Territory
' which has not, and the want of com
mon schools is by no means the only
evidence of this fact. What is called
the "perpetual emigration fund" is
one of the chief agencies in keeping
up and increasing the numerical
strength of the church. It is estimated
that ;1,000 people are brought from
Europe every year through this instru
mentality. There are agencies of the
fund in New York, Liverpool and the
principal cities of Denmark, Sweden and
other countries likely to furnish recruits
for the grand army of fanaticism.
Missionaries are sent abroad every
year to solicit enlistments. The emi
grant is furnished with transportation
across the water and across the plains,
and when he arrives here he is settled
on a small farm—about ten acres is
the average, I believe. JIo gives his
note for the grand total at ten per
cent, per annum. This note is hardly,
ever collected, because it is almost im-<
possible for the emigrant to pay it off
after settling with the tithing master
twice a year and complying with the
numerous exactions of the church in
other respect*. it is held simply
as a mortgage upon the man and
his family, the non-enforcement
of which is conditionod upon his
" good behavior" to the church. If he
chance to fall into disfavor with the
hierarchy his lot is a hard one. He
finds himself without home or friends.
He cannot go back whence he came—
there is no fund for that purpose—and
to star where he is is the worst kind
of slow torture. The emigrants are
carefully instructed upon their arrival
here that their first allegiance is doe
to the church, and their second and
only other al'giance to the authorities
of the Territory.
A Field of flattie.
I had my letter to write and post,
and this invited a five-mile drive by
moonlight to the rear arrow the most
ghastly field which ran well be Im
agined. I had omc trouble in finding
my carriage. I had left it at a well
defined position on the battle of the
day before, but to reach it I had to
walk for more than a mileoveT a plain
where the carrassoe of men and horses
were not merely thickly strewn but
frozen imto all sorts of fantastic at
titudes. The thermometer had b<en
sixteen degrees below the freezing
point on the previous night, and men
only slightly wounded, who had not
been able to crawl to their comrades,
had been frozen to death. One man
was stiff in a sitting position, with
both arms lifted straight at-ove his
head, as though his last moments had
leen spent in an invocation, and it
gave one a shudder in the clear moon
light to approach him. Others were
crumpled up in a death agony, and so
frozen. In places, many together,
French and Germans were mingled,
not because they had been at close
quarters, but because the same ground
had first been occupied by one and then
by the other, perhaps at an interval of
half a day. I think I was more com
fortable with bullets singing in my
cars than walking amid the distorted
shadows of these dead and stiffened
men; and it w-as quite a relief to see a
haystack on fire and a regiment
warming themselves at it, and my
prudent coachman within comfortahle
distance of the ruddy blaze. Then
cornea tho hard part of a correspond
ent's Ufa. I had still to dins. 1 had
lived sines the morning's coffee on a
loaf of bread which 1 had been picking
at all day ; then to write my letter—a
good two hours task ; then to see that
it was safely posted, either that night
or the next morning early, so aa to
give roe time to get to the field for the
third days' battle. And all this after
having lawn on a strain of exertion
and excitement since daylight; and
then the gentleman at eaae in London
reads It all in hia arm-chair after break
fast for a penny or at the most two
pence half-penny.— Markuwxf* Mog,i
Ashes of Rose*.
A fair bias see, where mirrored lis
The gold-brown rock in sunshine restlag,
The changeful giory of the sky,
The white-wing'd gall his swift w*j hr*t
A world of light end song sad bloom
Where earth is glad and heaven r*/,
And, floating through my quiet room,
A laughing chime of hairy voice".
Half way across the seaward slope
With ball green grasses I rending ovr,
Two sweet eyes bright with love and ho;*
(>engh ap at me among the clover
With flatter of a little gown
Whose flying fold the wind upraise*
Her pretty hear! of gohlcn brown
My darling lifts auud the daisies.
Tart of the shining day she seem",
Hut more divine than all its splend-.r.
Like some fair light that shines in d-'smi,
Ho softly bright, so sweetly tender
The glow upon the rounded cheek,
Tire Imping voice in broken "weetnr-.
More life and love and joy lresj*r,k
Than all the summer's rich cornph >r...
And yet-—rtlaa! the woful chance
That comes to dim the moment's f-n a-
The sparkling eye, the sj>eaking glan->
The bea(MMl-up wealth of Jons • -MI
Do but recall a vanished hliiw,
As Memory's haul the curtain rn:
Another head, sr. fair as tins,
That lies below the residing daiie
—Ma ry A . I
A Boston in din calls hi* wife <
tal, because &he is always or u
A woman has to settle a man'* "f.
fee with the white of an egg,
can sHt!o his hash with a look.
When a inan prefaces his eon • • v
tion with " Now, I know it inn • >:,j
of my business," you may fx- JWI
sure that it isn't.
" Great pains taken'' is the h< > ?
of an advertisement in one *,f
dailh*. Probably some gentlema' •,
eaten a whole watermelon.
"Mr. !>., if you'll get my coat
by Saturday, I shall l*i forever in
debtod to you." "If that's your pv-
It won't bo done," Baid the tailor.
A Missouri girl whose father rely*
to buy a lemon-colored linen dres poi
soned one of his mules to get even. *
girl who can't be in style will bf*
' A New York physician gives haif
dozen reasons why Americans pr *
bald. It ap]H-ars that the prim pal
reason is because their hair comes '
We always suspected as much.
An intelligent farmer being ask ;f
his horses were well matched, replied
"Yes, they are matched first rate; one
of them is willing to do all the work
and the other is willing that he shm.M "
A Brooklyn boy wrote a compost ion
on the subert of the Quakers, whom
he described as a sect who never quar
reled, never got into a fight, n<ver
clawed each other and never j*d
back. The production contained \
postacript in these words: " Pa's *
Quaker, but ma isn't."
For a little lady of two-and-a-'ialf
years old this will do: She had picked
up a oane in the corner of the room,
and was playing with it—a plain suck
bent at the end. Papa asked: " Wl*.
are you doing with the cane T "It
Isn't a cane." " What is it, tb< n**
! " It's an umbrella without any cloihw
The policeman saw the mob vu
Wind to wreck the building, and his
own unaided efforts oould not Net
them off. But he had the presence <i
mind to run around the corner asd
yell " dog fight," and in ten second'
there wasn't a man in the crowd who
wasn't hnstling around to find th*
" But why did you leave her sn
hastily?" asked a sympatiiing friend
who was trying to console a lover fv
his separation from the object of his
idolatry. " Oh, it vas a sudden im
pulse." " What sort of an impulse ~
" I don't know exactly," returned the
sufferer, thoughtfully, "but it mutf
have been at least a No. 12,"
; lie sat at bar feet in quiet peace-
He looked into her face ami said, soft!'
*' Ah, door, I could sit here forever"
w ' Could you, love?" answered she.
" Yes, sweet." "Yon are right rare
you could, darling?" * I know It,?
own." •• Very well. then, you s
there, for I have an engagement te f
out with young Mr. Fitrponner, and 1
won't be hack this evening. Tnrti
down the gas and fasten the nifM
latch when yon go away."
t Baid a singer to a/armer: " I would
like to engage board with you fsr
month." The husbandman looked at hu>
a moment, then asked: " What do you
jdo for a livingr "Oh I sing in aehurrh
ichoir in the city." " You do, eh! Wd!
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