• WE ONLY " fount, wife, dear notnnii, and nit ly mo, For the toilsome day is dune, Antl uiany thought* in my heart are horn With the wtttintt of the nun. Ay, uivo ine your hnud, my patient love, That tny own may it tirfht; Not dearer it won iu the yearn atfono, Dear wife, than it in to-iiii;ht. Old and wrinkled it may he, dear, Hut look yon, wife, at the nhine Of the riujf that has cluiitf to your finder there Since the day that I made you mine! 'Twart a lou*t. lon* march from our youth to ntfe, 4 Hut Time, Im< he ne'er no ray. Can never tarninh the luster, dear. Of the pledge of our wedding day. E'en no the truth of a faithful love, Horn far in the auld lang nyne, Iu our nteadfant heartn, through weal and woe, Never ha* conned to nhine. There are team in your eyen, my wife, to night ; Yon are thinking, dear, I know, How ntrange it in that nn nhadown fall Wo only are left below— We only, to nit at the old hearthntono Iu the twitight, dear, of life. While our children wait at the gaten above- When nhall we meet them, wife ? Nay, dry thoae team, and he glad with me That the day in almont done. And father, mother and children all May meet—with the net of nun. Harper's | DID HE PROPOSE? " I couldn't do it," said Martin Kl lerslie, with a shudder. It was just the.seductive hour before the gasjets are lighted and window blinds turned down—the delicious twilight when grate lire* shine like burning masses of ruby, and people sitting beside them grow strictly confidential. It was snowing a little oil'.side; ail the 1 tetter, for the cFck of the cryst illi.-mi pearl against tho glass tilled up the si lence, and male the cozy warmth of the rmm luxuriously d dightful. And Martin Ell -rdie's pleasant brown eves, fixed full on the lire, saw—no one can tell what or how much they saw ' "Suppose she shoul I say no." he burst out, seemingly apropos to noth ing at all. "Suppose sho shouldn't," observed Guy Barnes, dryly. , " I tell you, old fellow, its just ex actly like having a tioth pullei out. Your friends stand by and say : 'Be a man; it's nothing.' It's nut t icy whoam under the doctor's forceps." "Complimentary to Miss t'len." "xN on sense. You know what I mean. But really and truly, I've tried and can't do it." " Very well." said Barnes, indiffer ently; "then it is an understood thing that you are to live and die an old bachelor." " I didn't s iv that." "Oh. I heg pardon. You expect Fanny is going to propose to you: that's it." "You are a heartless miscreant," Kller.slie cried out, half laughing, half impatient, as h • sprang t., his feet and tossed t he renin mt of his cigar into the lire, "and 1 sh ill not wis' • any more time upon you— unless md-ed you go round to the fair with me." "When- Fanny fieri has a stand? Not if I know it! The money market is rather tight for ine at present, and these fancy fairs are no more than a den of r ibliers where a defenseless y Ming man is concern ed." A 11 Martin Kllerslie went on his way alone. The hall was a glitter with gaslights and fragrant with (low rs when he got 1 here. The pretty f-minine sparks ea li behind her well-laden table, w re all smiles ami dimples,' while the tlir ng of victims ehhed and flowed around thern. Mr. Filers! e found himself greeted w.th acclamations. "You will tike a share, Mr. Kl lersli"?" "Do please put your n,vn • down bore. Mr. Kllerslie; thorn are only ten blanks left." • Oh, Mr. Kllerslie, you are the vert one we are waiting for. I have kept seven for you—seven always was a I lucky number." " Mr Kllerslie ' d n't, nrav, sp ml ail your money until you have taken a •share in this rn irn-noth doll, with a trunk full of clothes " And thus our hero was flung hither and yon on the waves of the fair,draw ing nearer, however, with every sub •eription. t > the table over which shone the blue stars of Fanny den's eyes. But when lie got there he wal smit ten with slid len silenrv Fanny looked wonderingly up. •' It's a line evening." he hazarded. "Is it >" asked Fanny, " Why, I thought it was snowing." "Mo it is," said our hero, growing very red, and overturning with his ellmw a crimson Venetian flask, for which he immediately had to pay. " I —I nu-an it isn't a very line evening." " Oh!" said Fanny. " Yea," sa d Martin, filling acutely | that he had made a donkey of him-; j self. I Then he went away, and didn't s-e Fanny don again the whole evening ; —probably because she was the only person iu the whole room that he cared a tig about seeing at all. But so un kind Is fate to lovers. Just as he was edging his way out of the place, in a very desperate and dejected frame of mind, there was a rush and a flutter, and ho heard his i own name called in all the notes of the human gamut. "What is it?" he asked, vaguely staring around him. - You've drawn the big doll?" cried little Sybil Percy, dancing up to him and laying in bis arms the huge waxen abomination, with its flossy yellow curls and imposing pink and white complexion; while somebody else brought the big and little band-, box. "It's just like traveling withal wife," said>yhil, mischievously. " But what the ahem, w hat am I to do with it?" asked our bewildered hero. "(iive it to somebody," said Sybil, inwardly hoping he would act prompt ly on the suggestion and bestow lb,. pri/H upon her. "Any on would be ilelighted to see such a pr-s-nt." Do you think they would asked Mr. Kllerslie, vacantly, and lie went away." "Great stupid fellow!" ciied Sybil, .pitefully, and she tripped I a- k to the table. "I never s.w such a goose," said Laura Harrington, who ha I thre- sis tcrs of her own at home. "But what am 1 t > do with it?" said Martin t > himself, as he traversed the wintry gloom of the midnight streets. " i ih. I have it! I'll give it to | Fanny < 1-n an I she can make a Christmas present of it to her little j llack-cyed cousin." He laid th- doll, rejoicing, on the sofa, and went to bed, sinking into dreamland just about the time that Fanny Cl-n was taking tlu- hairpins out of her magnificent golden hair be- j fore the dressing bureau in her own apartment. "Why, Fanny, what ails you?" cried Dora, 10-r elder sister. "Yo;. are crying'" "I am so tired," guiltily confessed poor Fanny. And she wept herself to sleep, thinking how f< olidi she had been, and that, of course. Martin Kllerslie didn't care a straw about 10-r. Why should he? Mr. KUt- lie rose the next morning full of his momentous resolve, and made such a toilet that the landlady's little In iy seeing him g-> out with a big doll, neat 1 • 'encased in her pasteboard Im.x, under his arm. e a ulated: " Oh, my eye, wha' a swi 11!" The 1 lack-eyed little coiisiti admitlisl him. Yes, c >u-sin Fanny was at home woull he wal, into the parlor?' And our hero, befr r - lie lia-l made up his mind in what terms to bestoxv his gift, found hinist If twwingand smiling to a fair haire.| \ Lion in a sunny lit tle room, surrounded by heaps of cut flowers. ••How do you do, Mr. Kllerslie." sai 1 Fanni-. col r.ng and .smiling. "1 am making boil pu-ts, you see. for to night." "Kxa-tly so." slid Martin, and then lie reflected how much im r- appropri ate a remark he migh haw- made, and turned very red. -• Pray sit down," said Fanny. - I I th- fact is. Miss C'len," said Mr. Kllerslie, plunging in sheer des peration int • the midst of his subject; " I have called I hope you won't be vexed—you hase only to any so if you j don't like it." Fanny dropped her sprig of helio trope an 1 looked up in surprise. " I know it isn't of much conse-; nuence," %\tnt on Martin, turning the pasteboard box round and round in confusion, " but if you'll accept I've known an I esteemed you so long, and —" The damask roses deepened on ! Fanny's fair faie. It had come at j last, th'-n, the proposal she had antici- j pated so long and anxiously, "Not of much consequence! Oh. ' Mr. Kllerslie," she repeated, reproach fully. " Would you not care for it?" he do- !• inanded. quite obvious in the embar rassment of the moment that he hadn't even named the gift. " Care for it?" the tears sparkled in : Fanny's eye.*. - When you know that I love you, Martin." And she ran straight into the arms j of our astonished hero. When he went down the door-steps he was an engaged man. how and when he hardly knew himself. And as fate would have it. the ftrst person, age against whom the tumbled was Guy Barnes. " Hello," said Guy. "What's up?" " Don't apeak so loud," said Kllerslie, | passing his arm through that of lii* I friend. "She's engaged to he my i wife." " Who is? The divine Fanny, the fairi'st of her se\ ?" "Of course ; who else shotilel it be?" " Rut I thought you cuuldn't screw your courage up tez th" proposing ! mark ?" " 1 didn't propose." Hoy Harnett stared. " You didn't- propose! Then how i could she* have accepted you ?" "That's just what I can't coiupre | bond myself," said tbc puzzled lover. "We are engaged—that is certain hut I can't for the life of me remem ber w hen or how I proposed." Hut of course you proposed," ob served (iiiv; "people' always do get a little tlurricel, yon know." "Do they? Well, I suppose that was the case with inc. Rut 1 don't re member " "Oh, don't be such a ninny," saiel tiny Barnes, impatiently. " I wish I cotihl remember just what I said, though," observed Martin. And even after he was duly mar rie-iI he ni'\ it could quite recall whether lie propi se-el < r not. Rut as long as de*ar Fanny was all his own what did it signify? lie Wanted to Be Complained Of. A man who had been purchasing a horse and cutter was yesterday speed ing tin* animal up and down Park street, when a |*diceman saiel to him: "That's four times you have-been racing up and down and you want t quit or you'll get into trouble." •• How ?" " I'il complain of you." •• What for?" " Fast ilrn ing." "At wha' rat" will you swear that I w as driving?" "At least eight mil'-siui hour." " Will you,h'inest Injun? Will you say at least eight ?" " I will, and the recorder will fine you three dollars." "Say," said the man as he pulled out a ftve?-dollar bill and extend'*! it, " take this and do me a favor. Make com plaint that I was driving at least eight . miles an hour, and have me fined for it. I bought ttiis ol'l beast for a four-mile* | an-hour horse, and if it gets arouml among the buys that he ran step at the j rate- .if eight 1 can sell him fur #25 in i e-.tsh an, he said, representeil heaven on a great holiday. It is impossible, he declared, to mine in contact with any thing beautiful in art or religion with out being profited and elevates! by it. The speaker did not feed like a cepting Dr. Div'* idea, that the inhabitants of heaven would spend th"ir time ip studying arithnu'tir anil the Idgh't | mathematics, but ]>ri'fcrrfsl the state ! inent that life there was passe-el in sing ing flower songs am! water songs, and sentimental song*, all to the glory of i'hri*t. If the kingdom of heaven could 1m- dissolve 1 and the inhabitants should vote on the form of govern inent, t'hrit would he unanimously elected president of the universe, he j thought. ftlock* of Milk. Irkutsk is a city of Central Siberia where people have more occasion foj lire and furs than feir artificial ice cream or thin clothing. A correspond- I ent of the Boston ' 'ommtr'-ial ttulUtin says: The markets of Irkutsk are an in ! teresting sigtit in the winter time, for everything on sale is frozen solid. Fish are piled tip in stacks like so i much cord-wood, and meat likewise. ; All kinds of fowl are similarly frozen i and piled up. Some animals brought , into the market whole are propped up I on their legs and have the appearanco i of being actually alive, and as you go through the markets you seem to lie ! surrounded by living pigs, sheep, 1 oxen and fowls standing up and watch ' ing yon as though you were a visitor to the learnyanl. But stranger yet, even the liquids are frozen solid and sold in blocks. Milk is frozen Into a block in this way, with a string or a stick frozen Into or projecting from it This is for the convenience of the pur chaser, who can take his milk hy the string or stick and carry it home, j swung across the shoulder. TOPIC* OF Til V. DAY. There an- said to he fifty injurious insect/ in our vegetable gardens; fifty i in our vineyard*, while aeventy-flve .ittack our apple trei* and more than fifty our grain field*. Seventy-five mil lion dollar* i* estimated a* the damage : done to the wheat in Illinois in one season, and nearly ten years ago the annual loss in the t'nited States from Insert depredatlms alone was esti mated at nearly #4(10,000,000. The eleetion of Congressman John K. Kenna, of West Virginia, to the I'nited States Senate, at the age of j thirty five years, revives the history of similar cases. James Monroe and I Hayne, the antagonist of Daniel Web ster, became senators at the age of thirty two years; Stephen A. Doughis at thirty four, and fully a dozen men at Mr. Kenna's age. Aaron llurr was one of the number. Dwiglit M. Sabin, elected to the national Senate, as Sen. ator Windmi'* sue e*sor, is thirty-nine. Why do suicides often Stlbjeet them selves to the most horrible tortures in the effort to get rid of their lives? A man in Newark not long ago deliber ately saturated his clothing with benzine and then set fire to it. We often h *ar of suicides torturing them selves to death with violent corrosive poisons. A few years ago a man in Jfrooklyn, having become tired of life, ! crawled into a furnace head foremost. I'he desire to commit suicide is bred of a morbid mental state which, in easer* like those cite d, must have been de veloped into positive insanity. A visitor to tin- Zurti Indians, of New Mexico. says that some >f the cotistsjuences of the v isit by the leading men of the triU to the 1 ast. last summer, have len unpleasant. Pedro I'ino, the oldest of the tourists, has been tiding *u< h *t.e riesof his adventure*, and of the mar-, vels of the white man's ways, that he has gamed the reputation of being the bigge-st liar in the nation. The prin cipal mischief, however, is caused by liis rejMirt tliat the plainest white woman he saw in Wa.hington was handsomer tiian th • prettiest Zuni girl. A young chief who had leeen presented with a number of trinkets hy the Washington women, and who wore them home with pride, was obliged to give them Up to his jealous wife, who dedroved them. The New York Graphic has Lin figuring up the places that foreign-!*>rn citizens occupy In the councils of our nation. The !ri*h-leorn nieml ers of the next House of Representatives are twenty in numb r, while the Herman -I**ll are seven. r no outside assistance. The main build ing, now in process of erection, will cover thirteen acres, and there is every reason to believe that the exhibition, which is to last one hundred days, will open promptly on August 1 of this year. A circular) issued by the man agers says: " Whatever ample means, earm stm-ss and activity can do to make a great exposition w ill Is- done and all that the people who have thus furnished the means ask of the na tional government, the Mate-, and the people of our country, is that they will give moral aid and encouragement t i the enterprise, that tliev w ill bring to it exhibit* of their products, their manufactures, their machinery and their art*, and that they will come in person and see this exhibition of the arts and industries of the various sec tion* of our land." The I'u'iliahirx' ll> kl;j ha an In ten-t.ng table of the hook- publ:-hed la*t year, divided int a— n tic re notice, able than la-t year." Following!* the table; ]* l. I<*?. Kirticcn .V7 717 Thc)c>(f) riinl Reliaiccn . . ■ -11 .'W •tufc-iulc- IVaik*. :£* 1771 Ixiw . 7c; M Kdiicsti'cn laouzuKnc- . . 17.7 221 Mrdiral KriHM*. H)iru-iu-. . I'JD Is* IS—cMpUoti. Tri>*.-1. rlc lea IKS lti<>irrn|>h)r, Mc-Bjiur*. etc- 21-' I*l I'cs-tr) Mid Uc> 1 In,inn . I'J.e l*o I,iU-rry Hi*U>r> euid Mi-xvJLx.ii). 12* l'cs 111* tor) . lO* 11* Social and Political Hcienoe. SC 11? Ph)icaJ and Malhe-matical Sru-ncc HB 10S Fine Ant Illntrat-d Work- .. 7.7 *.cl INeful Arte . 7* K7 Itceik* of Keferenes ... 71 *6 Humor and Satire .'V> 3ii S -irte. AlliU-enicnte, etc 21 2* Menial and Moral l"hil' 27 21 Mtl*ic Iweik* icluefl) Singinsi He.k> 21 21 IloiiH-Ur and Kureil KoeU.rn) . an 22 Total S'.r.'l 3.472 The population of the prin*'ij alciv ilized countries of the world.nu-cording to the tno*t recc-nt census f. re ach, re turn* for but few cif them being older than I*7'.', are a* follows, with lite p< . rentage* of annual increase appended : France. 37.321,1*0, .22. l'rus la 27,27'.).. 111. 1.23; Saxony, 2.'.72>"5. 1.54; Ha vana. 5,2*4.77*. I'D; Austria, 22,- 1 4 4.24 4. .7*; Hungary, 15,725.71(1, .13; Belgium, 5,5. p;/.51, ; Hoilan I. 4,0 l 2,633, 1.21: sxvit crland. 2.846.102. .is",; Swccicn. I,fa.Norway, l.*7*.l'i .'id; spam. 1<1,'25.Ki.i) >e'>; It ilv, 2*. 1 !7,tr.H, .7u Russia in I n in]*', K3,626.5'.Rt, 1.32; England ,uid Wales. 25.36H.286, 1.43; Scotland, .1,731,370, 1.11; Ireland, 1.150.8.33, .17; Tinted Stat"**. 50,155,783, 2.1*6. Russia in Europe i* the only country it will l>c seen, in this list that mrpus-c* the I'nitod Mate* in the nuinl "r of it* inhabit ants, while the neare st approach tt at I* made to the I'n.t' i State* in the matter of increase- is saxony, which, shows a percentage of 1.54. as aga n*t ours oor relation to be avoided, is f*ll ig a story badly. It's thca*Hign"e in bankrupt" y who has painful wreck-co! lection* The sculpt >r is the most likely of ;i!l men to eut a figure in the world. The dead-beat, pour in the good* of thia world, is generally r ch in taffy. The electric ineamlesi-ent jeeket book is the latent; it is always light. i How to expedite th • male*— liet | papa to a*k what their intnti"fis are. i \\ hen a button come* off the back of | a man's shirt collar his choler liegmsto { rise. 1 The average bill-poster w< trs no i diamonds. Paste is good enough for ! ht tn. The nroprietors of ice-ho ises make ; many a cool tho wand in the course of i a year. Look to your fire escapes. In other words settle your debts and pay y ir | pew rents. i tienerous natiir-- will he-'at" ab ■it leking a jist ig<- stamp when it gets luwn to two cents. The man who arrival at the station a moment too late for the tr.i.n had a splendid carrcar before him. ! Tending bar! as a tendency • i make a man a pugilist. He gets uvl to mak ing punches and knocking down. Ctah has marble enough to supply every one in America with a tomb stone, and cheerfully observes all she wants is a market for it. Some genius has invented a machine to play pianos. This will give Aineri can girls a chance to help mother hang out the > lothea Monday afters -in. Tlie fashionable spring lon net. it is indcrstood. will !- small enough to go in a Saratoga trunk without the ne l cessitv of removing any of the trun j tilings. i A I a'd headed man w h<> has lr-ard that th-bairsonainan'sh ad arenutn bend, wants to know if there is not some pla where he cm obtain the b.< k numls-rs. "Mrs. I.oftv," said the tea In r. i your son < intra ted some had habits." "<;ial t>>B|hr you sav so." was the answer; "his bai habits cer : ta nly nistl contraction." A (syra'-nse young lady has a peculiar mode of reckoning time on Sunday. I.ast Sunday evening, about 6 o'clock i alien asked what time it was. slie re ; plied "Five minutes of smith." Dominick Hoffman, a newly elected | |ii-tice of the jveace in Huliuque, got frighten" d when calhsl on to perform his first official act. a marriage c-re mony, and resigned immediately. A burnt child dreails the fire. A llrookl.cn landlady recently dropped hf coffee. He iinmedi- J ately made her a present of the coffee BB , and generously told her she n sdn't give him rr<-dit for it on his bill. A t'alifornia man lias invented a patent stovepipe, having screw joints. against which no living or thing can possibly contend. To liencfactor of mankind all honor due, but what also is needed is a seated chair that won't floor a man w h" n he stands on the edge of it. A lee in a ros-bud: Arthur f'rgy- I on "Miss Hosetmd, I have brought a little picture which I painted especially for you. It has proved a \ erf pleasant tak "luring the month that 1 worked on it." Pinky lbvspbud—"Oh. thank*. Mr. Crayon.you are very kinl. but 1 am afraid that I must return the H frame, as mother never allows me to accept present %of any value from > gentlemen." vim Twiao* oo wansn. Ala* I how easily thing* go wrong, A sigh too mack or a kin* too long; And there onmes a mist and a drenching rain, * ' And things are never ihe same again. -Hot ton Star. Alaa 1 how easily things go wrong. A sigh too tnoeh or a kiss too long; And there mme ihe old man with a nana. And things are Barer the mum .again. Hurt on.* Union. Alas 1 how easily things go wrong, A sigh too tnnch or a kiss too long; Yet who from kissing would refrain, let thing* be never the same again f n*Vehag Jxmntal ■■ L &.W e