A Baby's Feet. i. A haby'i font, iiko•ea-tbell* pink, Might tempt, should lieavon sen meet An angel's hp. to kirn, wo think, A baby's feet. I.ike roae-hucd m-Aowtn towtnl the heat, I'll of atreteh iuiil spteoil anil wink TTieir ten aolt limla that pnrt anil meet. No flower-bells that expand ami shrink, (.learn half so heavonlr sweet Aa shine on life's untrodden lit ink. A baby's tcct. u. A hahy's hands, like rosebuds Inrlod, Whence yet no leaf expands, Ojie if you touch, though close upcurloA A baby's hands. Then fast as warriors grip their bramie When lint tie's liolt is hurled. They close,clenched hard like tightening bands. No rosebud vet by dawn impearlod, Match, even in lovelieat lauds, The sweetest flowers in all the world— A Imby's hands. 111. A Imby's eyes, ere speech begin, Kre lips learn won! or sighs, Itlo-w all things bright enough to wh. A Imby's eyes. Love, while the sweet thing lauglis and lies, And sloop flows out and in, Sees perlcet in them I'aradise, A Imby's eyes. Their glance might cast out |>ain and sin, Their speech make dumb and wise, Ity unite, glad godhead felt within A hahy's oyos.—.Su-iiAuriw. COUSIN ROLF ot out, you old scamp!" It was a brilliant July day, with skies of cloudless blue, the air scented j with clover bloseotus, and the iirmik wending its melodious way under green masses of peppermint; and Mr. Carey, who had walked a long dis tance, and had just fallen into a doze, under the refreshing shadow of a gnarled old apple-tree, started galvani cally up at this ungentle address. "Ma'am," said he, "I assure you I am not trespassing; I—" But his apologetic words were cut short by thp rattling of a stout stick on the stone wall, close to him; and in another moment, a belligerent-looking r el cow, came plunging through the high grass, directly toward his haven of refuge. ffe started to run, hut his foot catching in the gnarled root of an ancient tree, lie fell headlong. The cow executed a hurdle leap over his prostrate form, and vanished in a clump of hazel bushes; and a resolute, I bright-eyed woman, of some forty odd years, came to the cue, with a (lap ping sunbonnet ver her ears, and the stick balanced across her shoulders. "Don't strike!" pleaded Mr. Carey _ "I'm getting off the premises as fast as I can. I assure you, I didn't know I was trespassing." Desire Welland blushed very pretti- I ly. as she pushed back the sunbonnet, | and endeavored to adjust her luxuri ant red-brown hair, which had broken loose from its pins. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" said she. "It wasn't you I meant at all, sir; it was the cow who had gut into the cabbage patch. Did I hit you with the stick? Hut I npver dreamed of any one but Bossy being there. Oh, do let me run home and get the camphor bottle?" I Slowly, Mr. Carey raisisl himself to sitting and then to a standing posture; slowly ho felt his knees, ellwiws and collar-bones. "I'm not hurt," said lie "not to signify, that is. It wasn't your stick, ma'am; it was the roots of this old tree. It's enough to startle any man, don't you see? to hear himself called - an old scamp." "But it wasn't you I meant," breath lessly cried Desire; "it was the old cow. Won't you let me run up to the house and get a capcine plaster? Oh, do." Desire was fair to look upon, in spite of her forty summers, with big black eyes, a laughing cherry-red mouth and cheeks just browned with the health ful hue of mountain breezes. Mr. Carey felt himself gradually softening us lie looked at her. "No," said he. "I don't care cap'ine plaster. Hut I've walked a good way, and 1 should like a bowl of cofTee if it's bandy." "Oh. pray come up to the house, then," said Desire. "It's only a step across the orchard. Oh, that cow, that cow! We must certainly have her hampered after this!" •Terhaps," said Mr. Carey, solemnly, as he endeavored to straighten the edges of his hat, "you know a family by the name of Welland who live here alxxits. Two old maids, who manage a farm all by themselves. Very pecu liar females, I am told." Desirestood still and began to laugh, while the deep crimson suffused her cheeks. "Why," cried she, "it us. It's me and Malvina. We are the Welland girls." It was Mr. Carey's tur" to flush and look awkward now. "Oh!" said he. "Well, it don't mat ter. I've business at the Welland farm- that's all." • "Isn't it strange that things should happen so?" cried Desire, opening the gato into the dim, shadowy orchard, where scarlet lilies grew in the tall grass, and robins darted in and out of the drooping boughs. "There's the house. You can see it now. Malvina and I have managed the farm ever since father died. I'hilo that's our bro er has a house and an estate of his own, and his wife don't want anv single relations. But we've done very well, everyone says. Here's the place. And here's Malvina!" Miss Malvina Welland was diligent ly hoeing sweet corn in a man's hat and Isiiits. She was a tall, Amazon ian sort of female, with high cheek bones, hair cut short, and a masculine way of leaning on her hoe. She looked sharply around at the sound of foot steps. "Is it the new hired inan?" said she. "Then, Desire, you may tell liiiu that we don't want help that conn's at this time of day. I'll have no eight hour men on my place." "Oh, Malvina, hush!" eritsl the younger sister, in despair. "It's a gen tleman on business." In came Brother I'hilo from the hack yard, with an auger in his hand "Kh ?" said Brother I'hilo, aw rinkl hard-featured man in a blue overall, and bo<'ts that looked as if they might hate been carved out of lignum vita*. "Business? It ain't a sew in'-maeliinc ' s'pose? or a new patent reaper, nor any o' these labor-savin' humbugs? Because -" "It's about your Cousin Hoif," said Mr. Carey " I'aul W(-Hand's son. He' come back from Australia. He res quested tne to conic over here, as I hap pened to be passing this way, arid see what his relations would do about giv ing him a home." At the-e words, Mrs. I'hilo Welland emerged from the currant-bushes, w here she was picking the sparkling, ruby-colored fruit to make jelly. For Mrs. i'hilo believed in always picking her neighlsir's fruit liefore she Ix-gan on her own, "A home, indeed!" said Mrs. I'hilo "It's what I always told you, I'hilo! Savs I. that man'll lie s .re to come, back some day, poorer than poverty says I. And he'll expect us to take care of him then. But we've worked a deal too hard for our money -me and I'hilo- and if he wants to Is; sup porteil, let him jftst go the poor, house. I'aul Welland always was .1 rovin' creetur", and Itolf ain't no let tor, I'll go bail!" Mr. I'hilo Welland screwxl up his face into an expression of the utmost caution. "P'raps voji'rc his lawyer, sir?' said lie. Mr. ('arey nodded. "I art for him," said he. "Then tell him," said I'hilo, succinct ly, "that if lie expects we're goin* to sii|<[Mirt him, he's mnside-a-bly mis took! We've always took care of our selves; be can do the same! Come, Betsey, we'd better lie goin"" "I'hilo!" cried out Desire; "how can you lie HO selfish ? Itolf Welland is our cousin. If he is in want, or trou ble. whom has be to look to hut its? Malvina, you won't be so hard-hearted ? The old farm-house is lug enough for our Cousin itolf as well as for us. You never would turn a sickly old man adrift upon the world?" "No. I wouldn't!"said Miss Malvina, thumping her hoe upon the ground. "I/mk here, stranger, tell Holf Well and he's welcome to a home with us. We live plain, but we're ready to give him a hearty welcome. Tell him to come here at once. The sooner the 1 letter!" "Women is fools," incidently re. marked I'hilo Welland, chewing a stalk of currant leaves. "If you lost what little you've got. do you S'JMISO this re lative o' yourn would raise a finger to help you? Bet every man take care of himself, say I!" "And who knows," cried Desire, brightly. "Perhaps we can get him the district school school to teach? I heard Squire Loamea say that the new teacher wasn't going to stay more than a quarter longer." "I'm glad you can afford to take free lioarders," said Mrs. I'hilo, acidly. "Me and your brother we can't!" "Do come in, now. and get the coffee," said Desire. "And a few late strawberries, Mr.—Mr.—" "Carey ia my name," said the stranger, who had stood immovable beneath the rtery hail of this con versational episode. "That is to say. it Is my name now. 1 chanced to make myself useful to a rich old gen tleman in the Kast, who took a fancy to me, and left me his property in his will. The only condition appended was that I should take his aamn In au' that. Itolf Welland Carey xxa* \crj well contented, lb* bail always hun gered and thirsted for the details of a home life here it was to perfection. But Mr. and Mrs. I'hilo were not so well suited. All their spasmodic ef forts toward friendliness were checked with Arctic frigidity. "It's too bad!" said Mrs. I'hilo, al most crying. "He'll Is* certain sure to gti and make a fool of himself by marrying De-ire, and w** shall never get a cent of his Uioney. Desire ought to be ashamed to think of such a thing at her age'" But Desire was only forty, and there are late roses as well as early ones. At least, so Mr. Welland thought. At all exents, he married Desire, and the I'hilo Wetlands were disconsolate. "It's all our bad luck'" said they. For they had forgotten all alsiut tin passage in tin* Bible that speaks of "entertaining angels unaxvares!"- //* /*■/! F .rrrst Urartu. Hi rd-Fating Frog. The following curious narrative is taken from the Cape Tim *. (South Africa) A lady living in the George district supplies the following particu lars of the habits of this creature: "I hax e much pleas-ire in furnishing all the information we have regarding the large frogs which haxe proved so destructive to our young chickens. A water shut runs round our terrace, and passes through the ground whern the |M>ultry range, and in this the frogs harlnr. The lirst time our attention w as drawn to their bird eating propen sity xx as bv the cries of a small bird in a fuchsia near the stream. Thinking it hail been seized by a snake, several hastened to the spot, and saw a beauti ful red and green sugar bird in the mouth of a large greenish frog; only the bird's bead was x isible; and its cries becoming fainter, the frog wax killed and the bird released. Its feath ers were all wet and slimy, and foi some days we could distinguish it in the garden by its ruffbxl plumage. Since then the same species of frog have on several occasions la-en killed with young chickens half swallowed, and once a duckling was rescued from the same fate. Whether the noise is natural to those frogs, or assumed to decoy the chickens within their reach, we know not; hut they constantly make a chuckling sound so exactly like a hen calling her chickens for food that we have seen whole broods de ceived, and rushing toward the sluit where they supjmseil the hen to Is*. The frogs are very wary, and it Is diffi cult to ftnd them r xrept by the screams of their victims. We have lost large numbers of small chickens in an unac countable ifianner, and now feel sure that these frogs must lie answerable for very many of them, as there ar no rats here, and the chickens are care fully housed at night " A MIND OIIStTUFD. A Stan Onrr Inuiit llfirrllwi lII* SmM tlona. Heaaon Strtfaliiril A Tier Twsltc lean. I xvas once insane and I often muse over my experience. There are, of course, many kinds of ir sanity. Some mental disorders take place so gradual ly that even the closest companions of the victim are at a loss to remember when the trouble began. It must have been this xvav in my ease. One evening, after an oppressively warm day, a day when I experienced more fatigue from the heat than ever before or since, I sat on the j torch fanning myself. "This arm that is now In im** on," I mused, "must one of these days he dust. I wonder how long will the time be," Then I musi-d upon the evidence I had of immortality. I could do things that other people could not accomplish. I hail gone through battle after battle, and though bullets sang and str<. k around me thick as bail, yet I remained uninjured. 1 h;vl passed through epidemics of yellow fever. My idea gained strength as 1 mused, and 1 was convinced that I should live forever. No, this cannot Is*, for death follows all men alike. Yes, I am to die like other men, and I believe it is toy duty to make the most of life; to make money, and enjoy my self and to is locate mv children. I wanted to Is* rich, and 1 began t" study over an imaginary list of enterprises. At last I hit upon radishes. I'eople must have radishes. They should be in every store. They could Is* driisl and sold in winter, i would plant fifty acres with radish seed, and people all over the country would refer to Un as the 'radish king.' I Would form a radish syndicate, and buy up all the radishes, and travel around ami be ad mired. I hastened h> the house to tell my wife that she was soon to IK* a radish queen. At the breakfast table 1 said • "Julia, how would you like to be a radish queen ?" "A what?" she exclaimed. I explained my plan of a-qubing gn-nt wealth, and during the recital she acted so curiously that I xvas alarmed. 1 feared that she wa* losing her mind. Finally ho seemed to understand, --he agreed with me. hut told me not to sax anything more atiout it. After break fast I saw her talking earnestly xx ith her father, and I knew that she was ex plaining to the old gentleman how she intended to pay his debts xxben I t*e came known as the radish king. The old man approached me, xx ith much concern, and told me that I m-i-ded rest, and that I must not think of busi ness. He was old and sadly xx.irricd. and I promised him that I would n*>t think of business. I'rettx soon I went out to insjtf* t my radish king dom. Looking around I saxx the old man follow ing me. From the held | went to the village. I approached a prominent citizen, xvho had always been my friend, and told him how I in tended to liecome rub. He seemed grieved, and 1 -aw at once that he was contemplating the same enterprise. It seemed mean that lie should take ad vantage of me, and I told him so. He tried to explain, but he made me so mad that I would have -truck In in if my father-in-law had not come up and separated us. I tried to i.tl. i myself, but could not. Thoc who had liecri my friends proved to 1 my enemies, and I was determine lawyer would defend ine. Then I realize 1 that the whole community was against me. I Ix-came so mad that my anger seemed to hangover me like a dark cloud. It pressed me to the Moor and held me there. Men came after a long time, and tisik me away, 1 thought, to the penitentiary. '>nc day a rat came into my cell, and I triixl to bite it. She made the hair My. tint I killed her. 1 don't know hoxv long I remained there, but one morning the sun rose and shone in at me through the window. It seemed to tic the first time that I had seen the great luminary for months. A mist cleans! from liefore my eyes. My brain began to work, and suddenly 1 realized that I hail been insane. 1 called the ki*eper. and when he saw nic, he exclaimed: "Thank (•oil!" and grasped my hand. 1 was not long in putting on another suit of clothes, and turning my face toward home. A physician said that I was cured, and everybody seemed bright and happy at my recovery. 1 hoarded a train with a gentleman, and went home. My wife fainted when she saw ine and learned that I ha I recovered my mind. I asked for my little child ten ami two big Isiya and a young lady came forward and greeted me. i had I icon In the asylum twelve years. -Cot out I Wnklejf, fa Arkaiua* Trat+lfer. Cloves remain \ery lung wriated. ! AMERICA* UIRLM AM) TITLE*. I fifoi-tuuata Alllauru Hhli li mrr Mud* Willi Alien**' .Ivlil'imii of I orflin I'nila, Writing from London to tin* I• troit l'o*t, \V. A. ''rollut nay*: II I felt free to nii'tition nuini-H i could tell tales to wring th h*art, aliout American girls who have married English noblemen. In almost every instance II proves fatal to the bride's happiness. It isn't long since Lord Flyllnger married the le-iress of an American t'ncsus. There was a tre mendous time about it. She was en villi by all her marriageable cronies and old <'ro*sus was congratulated on the line alliance. He grinned with self complacency and harideok the wlf and the money and brought them to England, where he introduced her to a few acquaintances arid then left hei to shift for herself, while he trax elt with relays of fast horses, races and hunts, gambles and lives aw ild life *eful, ambitious American girl. Five or six years ago an American girl whose name was on all lip? married a rich Englishman, who had the entree of high society in England She was feasted, toasted, envied. I tut she has slept in a s-a ial Cocoon evei since, heartily wishing lier-elf home, riot seeing for months sometime, th husband, who loves to follow tin hounds. An American gentleman li % ing here whose name would Is* recognized by the reader if I were at liberty to men tion it, told me yesterday "I liavr been approaebed within a month by an English lord, who may be a duke some day, but whose fortune has !*•< om greatly impaired by his dissipation He ha- fixed his eye on an Anu-ricai girl whom be has never seen. She || comparatively unedm ab*l and n<*t very liright and fmrfully plain. Her n<** is snub. Her mouth is large. Ifej eyes are small and watery. Her father is an Irishman. Hut lie is worth at least f J'cautiful,accimpli*hcd, interesting, and she might have made a good match in New York. Hut she w anted a lord, and she g**t him. He inherits! gambling fruin his mother, the dm hess, and he gambles aw ay all he ran get. lie is dissolute and un scrupulous. she is neglected and wretched. So she pay s long ximts to her relatives m America. where she an plunge into society an*l f**rget her pitiful European experiment. A City of the Dead. Two miles from Mandan.on the bluffs near the junction of the Heart and Missouri rivers, is an old cemetery of fully one hundred acres in extent. Ailed with Imnes of a giant rare. This vast city of the dead lies just east of the Fort Lincoln road. We have just spent a half day in exploring this ■ harnel house of a deal nation. The gr*> ind has the appearance of having l>een filhsl with trenches piled full of de.ul Is sties, lsith man an I beast, and covered with several ti*et of earth. In many places mounds from eight to ten feet high and some of them a hundred ft or more in length have been thrown up and are flllisl with Isines. broken pottery, vases of various bright colon*l flints and agates. The pottery is of a dark material, Iteautifully deco rate* L, delicate in finish, and as light as wood, showing the work of a people skilled in the arts and possessed of a high state of civilization. Here is a grand tleld for the student, who will Is* richly repaid for his labors by exoa \at ing and tunneling in these rata comls of the dead. This has evident ly l*on a grand battle-Held, when thousands of men and horses have fallen. Nothing like a systematic or intelligent exploration has been made, as only little holes two or three feet in depth have lieen dug in some of the mounds, hut many parts of the anato my of man and beast, and licautiful specimens of broken |*>ttery and other curiosities have been found in these feeble efforts at excavation. Who arr they and from whence did they come, dying and leaving • nly these crum bling Imnes and broken fragments of their works of art to mark the resting place iif a dead nation? Five miles almvc Mandan. on the opposite side of the Misaourl, Is another xasl cemetery as yet unexplored. We asked an aged indian wluil his people knexv of these sneient graveyard*. He aaswered; "Me know nothing atiout thou They were here liefore the reil ija "—Jfou ifuii, Pakoto, I'ton*er. The Keattil. A oerrou* old gnntlruisn, tird of trade, Br which, though it Mem*, he a lortuM had made, look a bouse 'twnt two ahnd*. on the akirM of the town, Which he niemit, at hi* letaure, tohojr and pull down. Thin thought struck bin mind aa ha viewed hie oataie; but ala*' when he entered he found it too late. For in em h dwelt a auiitb—a more hard-work ing two Never hernrnerw) an anvil or [ml on a aboe. At eix in the morning, their anviie at work Awoke rrur new '.Vjuire, who raged like a 'lurk *Tb*e fellow*he c-ruyl, "aucb a clattering keep, I never can get above eight houi* of aleej,' ' Ilia afternoon'* nap and in* r guard, papa'r"th good I*it ask'-l. "A parasol and a veil, my son," and the boy silently wondered what soldiers wanted with such things. A Western |i:tj>er announcesth- f.: ; that an a-rohat turned a somersault • a locomotive smokestack. This is nothing. We know of an eng;r.-er wlia turnisl on the steam, Wlo-n one little loy runs away with another little boy's tart, the proper ca per for another little l ot to cut is t> strike a stained glass attitmb and w tr ble, "tiood-by, sweet-tart, good-by," "There is one thing connectsl with your table." said a drummer to a West, ern landlord, "that is not surpassed by the ln-st hotels in ( Uicago." "Yes," re pliisl the phased landlord: "and what is that"The salt." "You must bathe regularly." sai I a physician, gravely, as he looked at the patient's tongue and felt his pulse. "Hut. doctor, 1 do," returned the s;rk man, "I go in swimming regularly every Fourth of .Inly." Honored for Their Heed*. A peasant was one day driving sotne geese to a neighUiring town where he lIOJHXI to sell them. He haj a long stiek in his band, and to saj j the truth, he did not tnat his flock <1 geese with much consideration. Id' 1 not blame him. however: he was anv. loua to get to the market in tune tr I make a profit, and not only geese huf men must expect to suffer if they hin der gain. The geese, however, did not look on the matter in this light, and happening to meet a traveller walking along th# j road they [mured forth their com plaints against the peasant who w,u driving them. "Where ran you find geese more un happy than we are? Ne how thif* peasant is hurrying on this way and that, and driving us just as though we were only common geese. Ignorant fellow as he \ he never thinks how he is Isntnd to honor and respect us; for we are the distinguished descend ants of those very geese to whom Rome onee owed it* salvation, so that a festi val w as established in their honor." ••But for what do you expect to M** . distinguished yourselves?" asked th# 1 traveller. * "lte< ause our ancestors " "Yes, 1 know; 1 have read all about it What I want U> know is what good have you yourselves done*" "Why, our ancestors saved Rome." "Yes, yes; hut what have you dona ( of the kind?" "We? Nothing.'' ••Of what good are you, then ? Do leave your ancestors at peace. They were honored for their deeds; but you, my friends, are only fit for roasting."