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VOLUME XIE.
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A HEATHEN TEMPLE OUT OP
DEBT.
As near a temple once I stood,
lsaw a mighty multitude
Of heathen, prostrate on the ground,
While music titled the ale around ;
Tiro hundred bells In concert met,
Proclaimed "Thin temple's out of debt."
The priests arose wild the crowd ;
With stouter voice they shout aloud .
"We've cheered the heart of Guadoma,
" By rearing up this pagoda."
The bells around, with wondrous 'glee,
Ging loud, "From debt this house Is free."
Thls house we freely dedicate
To all the gods, both small and great."
The people rose, and upward went
A shout 'whkh e'en the heavens rent ;
•• Great Guatlamal we give to thee
Vila costly fans—• from debt *Us free. , "
A Christian church I entered then,
Within Were womem - erlijren, nteit,
A deep-toned organ sounded loud
To gratify ttle r !weil.dressed Crowd,
But now and then. , twas hearrt to say,
"I am to debt and should not play.;
The org.trilst the'lteysilid fret •
But stilr'twould say "I am in debt:"
The thundering bass, the . shirp falsett,'
Repeat the sound, "I am in debt:"
And cede did all else forget,
And cried aloud "In debt in debt I" •f:-;
Tho parson preached and prayed and wept,
'The people thoughtless hoard or slept ;
The cause of this now understand,
When on the wall I saw a band
In awful form, with "Ichabed
A debt is on this house of God-:
Just o'er his head where all might see,
The band records, "Ye have robbed rne ;
Your vain oblations 1 despise,
They're despicable In mine eyes ;'
In vain.ye have together
While still my housegremains In debt "
The preacher cried, ...Awake I awake I
Your pride and thoughtlessness forsake ;
Your Clod reproach and rob no more,
Ills free forgiveness now implore.
Repent I His house redeem from debt I"
Echo responding eays " - From (talk:"
Tturried - am wept In deep distress
To see flu church's worldliness.
Lord In by churches can there be .
So great a lack of piety
Ma people. thoughtlessly forget
Their vows, and leave thy house In debt
"Why weopest thou ?" a heathen said,
"Are ail thy friends and kindred dead ?"
Ah no 7 the chtirch through gold is cursed;
lie said, "of sinners you're the worst
We're nut as bad as Christians yet ;
Our gods have temples out of debt."
A Pyramid of Cabbages.
"Why, where are_y,* going, Isabel
Eastman? Not :into4_ the 'farmyard,
surely?" . •
" Yes, Miss- LOW°
,Mayell, Lam
going into the farmyard, surely," `re
plied Isahel,.with a .mischicvous light
in her big gray eyes, and a char Ting
sniile on her prettily curved lips, as
she opened the gate leading to that
place. "Nowhere else can we be.con
tidential without, running the risk of
beillg overheard. 'The farmer's fam
ily are in the - orchard ; Charley and
a half-doien of his playmates are
playing in the flower garden; there'S
a ; young couple
,in the parlor at the
piano,-he making love,
.and •she not
making any music, and a still yOur,g
er-couple. whispering and giggling in
the bay-window; auntie is, in my
room enjoying Splendid Misery; and
grandma is in auntie's room darning
stockings. And so, if you really want
to hear 'right away' why I am here
instead of at one of my usual sum
mer haunts, you must e'en follow me
to' the farmyard. Besidei which "
—speaking with increased animation
—"I have lately, strange as it may
seem to you, developed quite a pas
sign for farmyards.'! -
,"It doesn't seem at all strange to
nre, my dear, for during our ten
years' friendship .you've always been
develoving some old passion or other.
But I've never lost faith in you.
Lead on; I'll follow."
And stepping daintily and grace
fully, unimpeded by trains or- demi
trains, the young girls threaded their
way through the crowd of hens and
chickens holding a loud and lively
conversation preparatory to going to
roost; past •the cows waiting to be
milked, and turning - their heads to
look after, the intruders with great
solemn brown eyes; and old Low=
head, the white horse, slaking his
thirst at the watertrough—to the ex
treme end of the yard, where a pile
of cabbages, neatly arranged in the
form of a pyramid, confronted them.
"Behold," said Isabel, stopping
before it, "" how Nature - lends herself
to .Art ! (That sounds well, though
I don't know as it means anything).
This mighty structure, formed of the
green and - Suicculent cabbage, is no
doubt the work of some humble field
laborer, who, having read of the Pyr
amids of Egypt—incited-thereto, no
doubt, by the newspaper paragraphs
about our own dear pbelisk—has
sought to vary •the monotony of cab
bage life by building as.close an imi
tat•on as his material wouldnllow.
Let us hope that this flight may lead
to a higher one, and that the cabbage
man, like the butter- woman, may_
meet with, public recognition and be
crowned with a wreath of laurel: l
Often from the humblest kources
springS the greatest works of genius.
Burns—Lottie"--breaking off sud.
denly, and assuming a reproachful
tone—"why do you break in upon
my eloquence with rude and-unseem
ly laughter?'. "I was about to repeat
to you Longfellow's last, poem; now,
I won't. See what your frivolity has
cost. you! And take a scat on the
extreme base of the pyr..mid (kpre
fer the mound of sods in this secluded
corner, sacred to somebody's take
and hoe), while I go back to the
common place."
"Thank you, Bell dear, 11l share
the sods with you, if you please. I
have an idea that a cabbage would
prove a very uncomfortable seat un
der any circumstances. Aid do`fp
back to the "common place, that's a
darling, for I'm dying to know what
has happened since.we parted an age
ago."
"An age -twat --One year - and a
half exactly. I was then engaged to
Claude Fenner. Pretty name, isn't
it? And ` he was a pretty little fel
low, with nice curly hair, and lovely
blue eyes, with lashes long enough
for a bang, small dimpled hands, and
not an ideain his little round head.
My mother—with all, due deference
I say it- - and his mother—to whom
I acoord much leas deferenoe—mado
the match when I was eightie s and
Mil
CI
unmade it at twenty.. I never loved
Chiude. How could I ? And' he
"levet - loved me... _Bow could he ?
We were the victims of circumstances
and match-making mammas, and two
mortals more unlike it would be hard
to find. He was the most conven
tional of men, and would have , nearly
died if at one of those dreary dinner
parties in which his:isoul delighted
scmebody had wbispet:ed to him that
his back hair wasn't pilled straight,
while I have often been strongly
tempted' to shock . the full-dressed
Vi
guests, at e very start, -by' asking
for some more soup.
. "Well, last June, at Newport, my
diminutive friend, Eda Smythe, with
a head the exact counterpart of
Claude's, appeared upon the scene,
and she and my betrothed fell in love
with each other at first sight. Mam
ma fretted and fumed and scolded,
and asked me, with tragic emphasis,
how I could look calmly on and see
so many thousands of dollars being
lost- to the family, for She seas sure
that, artful minx 'would persuade
poor, dear Claude to elope or some
thing; but I continued to look calmly
on, until one evening Claude, witti:n
deep sigh, kissed Eda's hand as he
bade her 'Good night,' when I turned
suddenly upon then, and bade them
follow me to my room. There I for-.
gave—quite in the manner of a stage
parent—the infatuated midgets their
base duplicity, gave them my bless
ing, kissed them both, and,:, as soon
as they, beaming with joy; had de
parted, I, also beaming with joy, and
not quite in the manner of a stage
parent, except perhaps a - Pinafore,
• eXcentela pirouette—a mad, revolv
ing pirouette—in honorof my newly
acquired freedom. Mamma was
awfully angry, but they're awfully
happy, and they've named the baby
after me. My chains (they were never
very heavy, I must confess) broken
beyond repair,-, I flirted more than
ever, all the time growing as weary
as could be of hearing the same COM-
pliments. and ztiaking the same re
plies, and abing this thing in the
morning, and-that in the afternoon,
and the other in the evening,' and at
last I- fled from • the old familiar
throng precipitately one rainy day,
leaving my maid to pack . my ward
robe and follow. And I determined
that this summer I would try pas
tures entirely new. Auntie had often
told me of the-pleasant, old-fashioned
farmhouse which she discovered years
ago, and I coaxed mamma—promis
ingto take Charley, our youngest,
who is the worrit' of her life, with
me—to let me spend three out of ray
four out-of-the•city-months here.
And, Lottie, I have never been as
happy before, and I am firmly con
vinced that here I have found the
kind of life that would suit me best.
I was born to love cows and chick
ens, to make butter, to build pyra
mids of butter."
"You !" laughed her friend. "I
think I •see you in the dairy in neat
cambric dress with sleeves rolled to
the elbows, stamping the pats of but
ter with your monogram—for that's
as near as you'd ever come to churn
ing ; and in the hennery, scattering
corn to the chickens from a dainty
white apron, a curiously shaped rus
tic 'hat meanwhile shading your rose
and-cream complexion from the sun.
You born to love cows and chickens!
—you who have reigned a "city belle
fur four long years:"
"And for three been- most ready to
abdicate. By-the•bye"—with - an as
sumed carelessness—" have you seen
the young farrndi, the only child of
our host and hostess?"
"Certainly not ;" and Miss Mayell
glanced at her watch. "I only ar- -
rived two hourg ago, and have seen
no one but you and your aunt. But
I can see him in ',my mind's eye'—
tall, ungainly, and speaks through
his nose; eats with his knife; says
'llow?' and stares at you as though
pill I were a being from another
sphere."
"'tour mind's eye needs an eye
glasS, Miss Mayell. Its vision is
weak. Tall, troad shouldered and
gainly, if I mifty use the word as
mean it. I siiw him tossing hay to.
day, and he looked . like an Apollo
who had exchanged his lyre for a
pitchfork, and profited by the change.
And his table manners are quite as
exquisite, as your own, Miss Mayell ;
and he has a deep full voice, and does
not say 'how ?' and has scarcely
looked, let alone 'stared,' at me. I
have. an idea that he-regards girls of
our ilk with a quiet scorn, and thinks
, of us. if he thinks-of us at all, as hot
house flowers, not to be compared
with the daisies growing wild in the
meadows.' -
"How long have you- been here,
Isabel ?"
"Six weeks:"
2._tiguite lonienough, I think. You
had better go away. You are re
garding this young farmer, who nev
er looks .at you—l don't believe that,
hoWeVer—too sentimentally. You
might come to 41ieve that you had
fallen in love with him.
"And if I did, what harm could
result from that ? He'll never come
to believe has fallen in love with
me. lie is ,so different from the
soft-voiced, . perfumed darlings by
whom I bare been surrounded all
city life that, to use your own words,
with a different application 4 I stare
at /lint as though he were a being
from tinother sphere. The young
farmer reads Lottie and reads books
which, though printed in - our native
language, would be Greek to yon and
me; and he numbersthe poets among
his friends. I peeped into his room
one day, and saw them all, in - blue
and gold, on his book-shelf, 'He is
an honest, manly fellow, with no
false pride about him. I was idiot
'enough to fancy that he might be the
least bit confused wheit-I first saw
hiiii at work in his Ted shirt and
coarse ; very broad•brimmed straw•
,hat, but he saluted me as calmly as
though: he had been arrayed - in, the
finest innients. And his name is
Nathaniel—not as pretty as Claude,
but it means 'the gift of 'God.' The
gift of God, indeed, his old, , mother
says he has been to her, and 40 will
he be to the woman he tnanies. 'And
that woman must be a bee, not
buttetfiy. -- - Lottie".•n: with sudden
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fierceness=," if ever you tell, 111 kill
you."
"My dear; when I do, you may.
-Isabel, I begin to suspect that you
are really in: lovelvith Nathaniel— n
another of your odd passiomi--:and
that beneath your butterfly wings
lurks the spirit of the bee. And I
may live to see you help the
fork .ARIW toss the htiy, build obel
isks and pyramids of cabbages, copy
celebrated sculptures hi beets, and
heap turnips in imitation of 'classic
old ruins." - •
"I fear me not Miss Mayen. 'For
though I would be proud to share in
each and every one of those oecUpa
tions, as soon would I expect that
compact mass of greens to suddenly
tremble to its ba'se and then topple
over, separating one huge body into
a hundred or more heads, as dream
that Nathaniel Leigh would ever care
for me."
The pyramid trembled to its base,
and its apex tumbled to the ground.
The girls rose iiuickly from their
throne of sods, and with little shrieks
fled to a safe distance, then turned to
look again. It toppled over, its many
heads rolling in every direction, and
in the place it had occupied stood the
young farmer. -
"Lbless your brother for building
a pyramid' to-day, Miss Eastman,' . '
he said, "though he did unload on
of the market wagons all ready for
market for the purpose And I bless
the happy chance that kept me from
the orchard, and sent me here to fall
asleep under it, to waken at the sound
of your voice. Spellbound I remained
concealed, half believing that. I 'was
still dreaming, to , prove the falsity of
the old proverb, 'Listeners nevet
hear any good of theinselves.' But
can I--dare I hope that grains of
earnest mingled with your jest,
and that the pats of butter in our
dairy may some day be stamped with
our monogram?. Stand my friend,
Miss Mayell, and you shall. not be
forgotten when we make the beet
statutes and the turnip ruins."
"Well, 'pon my word !" exclaimed
Miss Mayell, with a frank' glance of
admiration at the handsome young
fellow, and a smile that threatenel
to become a laugh in another mo
ment,.
And "of all things I"esaid Miss
Eastman, a lovely blush mantling
her face ; and then youth and fun
conquered all three, and they
until the *farmyard
_resounded .:and
Lion, the watch-dog, came . bounding
toward them, asking with loud.bow
wows what was the matter.
A few weeks after Miss Isabel
Eastman became Mrs. Nathaniel
Leigh, her husband, lying at her feet
in the orchard; and locking up into
her face with adoring eyes, said : "
never would have gained courage to
have told you of 'my love, though I
loved you from the very first, had I
not- heard from , your own sweet lips
that you cared ' a
little for me. What
good spirit, my blessed, sent you of
all places to the farmyard that after
noon ?"
"It-was an imp sent me there," she
answered demurely. " Mother"s
youngest, who whispered to me, as I
left the house with Lottie, 'There's
something jolly way back in the
farmyard--a pyramid of cabbagesl—
at Leigh's fast asleep behird
it."'.4-Harper's Weekly.
Making Thtngs Over.
, "Maria,' . ' said Mr. Jones upon one .
of his worrying days, "it seems to me
you might be more economical ; now
there's rayed clothes, why can't you
make them: over for the children in
stead of giving them away ?"
"Because they're worn out when'
you're done with them," answered
Mrs. Jones. "It's no use making
over things for the children that;
won't hold together; yoticouldn't do
it yourself, smart as you are."
"Well," grumbled Jones,"l would
n't have closets full of things mildew=
ing for want of wear if I was a wo
man, that's all. A penny saved is a
penny earned."
That was in April. One warm day
in May Mr. Jones went prancing
through theiclosets looking for some
thing he couldn't find and turning
things generally inside out."
"Maria," he screamed,
my gray alpaca duster . ?"
"Made it 'over far Johnny."
"Ahem Well, where's the brown
men ore I bought last summer t"
" Clothes•bag " mumbled 'Mrs.
Jones, who' seemed tc,,have a difficul
ty in her speech at that moment.
"Just made it into a nice one !"
'‘Where -Are my lavender pants?'
yelled Jones;
7 "Cut them over for Willie."
"Heavens!" groaned her husband;.
then in a voice ot- thunder.. •"Where
have my blue suspenders got to P'
"Hung •-the • baby-jumper• with
them."
"Maria!" ;asked
. the. - astonished .
man in a sullued - voicc, "would you
mind telling me *bit you have done
with my silk hat; you haven't made
that over for the baby3ave you?"
- "Oh no, dear," answered. his wife
theerfully,; "Tye used that for a
hanging basket. It is full of plants
and looks lovely."'
;„
JOnes never me ntions the word
economy or sUggestimaking over—
.
he has had,enough of .'s
---er44111101,-4.-
, NEVER marry for wealth, but • remem
ber- that it is just as rally to love -4' girl
who has a kick -house with a Mans3rd
roof and a silver-plated dcor'bell - as one
who hasn't anything but an auburn head
and an amiable diSposition.—E.rehonge.
•
"Tr you find a locomotive rushing at
you," says - a Virginia philosopher,
"spring into the air and come down - on
the cow catcher." That's good "spring."
advice, but onr Midsummer plan would
be to step elf l--
e track.Derroit "-
Press.
"1 4M waiting, my darling, for thee,"
be warbled t and yet, when the old Man
threW up a chamber window and assured
him that "he'd be down in a minute," he
lost his grip on the inclodyand went out
of the waiting business.—Bartford Times.
A M3N =lied ont to his creditor, "Get
out, you ornithorhynens 1" The marl de
parted meekly. " Who's that?" inquired
a friend of the speaker. "An ornithor
hymns." - How's that?" " How's
that?" " Webster defines 'him es
' a beast with a bill: "...Rachange.
Lazuli= le the Immorality of
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Garfield on Msaasination.
The official report in , .the Congres
sional Record of Saturday, April 14,
1865, 'recites that Mr. Garfield; .in
the Rouse of Representatives, 4fter
Prayer by Chaplain Boynton, moved
to dispense. with the reading of the
Journal, and said :-" Mr. Speaker, I
desire to more. that thin ' House do
now adjourn. And before the vote
upon that motion is taken,' I desire
to say a few words. This day. Mr.
Speaker, wilt be slaty memorable so
long as this Nation shall endure,
which - God 'grant may be 'till the
last syllable of reeor.led • time,' when
the. volume of ref orded history shall
be sealed tip and, delivered to the
Omnipotent Judge. In all future
time on the recurrence of this day, I
doubt not that the citizens of this
republic Fill meet in- solemn assem
bly to reflect on the life and charac
ter of Abraham .Lincoln, and the aw
ful tragic event of April. 14, 1865
an event unparalleled in the history
of nations, certainly unparalleled in
our own. It is eminently proper
that this House Should this day place
upon its records a memorial of that
event." After a. brief eulogy upon
the late President, and a pathetic al
lusion to the circumstances of his
death, Mr. Gartleled concluded; , "It
waano one mart who killed Abraham
1.4 . 0e01it ; it was the embodied spirit
of treason and slavery, inspired with
fearful ; and despairing hate, that
* t ruck him down in the moment of
tfie nation's supremest joy. Ali, sir,
there are times.in the history of men
and nations where they stand so sear
the veil that separates . mortals firm
the immortals, time from eternity
and men from their God, that they
lean almost hear the beatings and
feel the pulsations Of the heart of the
Infinite. Through such a time.' i has
this nation. passed. When 250„900
brave spirits passed from the field of
honor through that thin veil to the
rresence-ollod, and when at last its
parting folds admitted the martyr
President to the company of the
'dead heroes of the Republic, the. na
tion stood so • near the veil that the
whispers of i God were heard by the
children of 'pen. Awe-stricken by
His voice, the American people knelt
in tearful reverence and made a sol
emn covenant with Hint and' with
each other that this nation should,be
saved from its enemies; 'that all its
,glories should be restored and on the .
ruins of slavery and treason the tem
ples of freedom and justice should
survive forever. It remains for us,
consecrated -by that great event, and
under a covenant with God, to keep
that faith, to go forward in the great
work until it shall be completed.
Following the lead of that great man,
and obeying the high'behests of God,
, let us remember that . .
'lie has 'minded forth a trumpet that shall never
call retreat; '• •
lie Is sifting out the hearts of men before , Ills
judgment seat ;
lie swift, my soul, to answer him ; be ijnbllanti my
feet, -
For “od Is marcblng on.''"
At the conclusion of this preora
ion the House silently adjourned.
Buying at Wholesale.
The other day, soon after a' city
woman had decided to build a big
strawberry shortcake for supper, she
heard the musical voice of a peddler
crying:
~ "Gleat big strawberries eight
cents a quart—three quarts for twen
tive cents."
"Nothing like taking advantage of
discounts," said the woman, as she
tan for a . dish, and in five minutes
she had her three quarts of berries
and the peddler had her silvercair
ter.
Time Pissed on. Shet sat• in a
rocking chair looking over the lus
cious fruit; all of a sudden she turn
ed pale and began breathing bard.
It was not a case of heart disease or
spinal 'meningitis, , nor had a new
.wrinkle suddenly developed itself on
her forehead. She had simply fig
tired :
"Eight cents aquart—three quarts
for twenty-five cents--three
: times
eight is twenty-four!"
Her son came in just as she had
slipped a revolver into her pocket
and tied her bonnet strings into a
square knot, and when he asked her
where she was going, she solemnly
replied :
"Harry, I am going out to kill a
strawberry peddler—a seven story
hypocrite and deceiver, who gave me
'wholesale rates on these berries. Tell
your father to engage two good law-:
yers and be at the Central station in
half an hour.", I
But the strawberry man had: fumed
on, had sought oth • shady neighbor
hoods, and she rat neetto her dark
ened home with a toothache under
her ear, and her h art beating 115
degrees in the shad .
The Manuscripts on Which the
Bible Revisi is Basel.
The original ma uscripts of the
gospels and epistles lave long since
disappeired, and all that we now
have to depend upon for ouritransla
tions are copies, ancient '.v,ersions,•
translations, - and the quotations
Made by the Fathers of the Church.
The manuscripts of the - New Testa
molt arevf two kinds—the" u al,"
the oldest class of manuscri 6: writ
ten in capitals and wit*, punetua;
Lion, and the " cursive' . , , -u, anuscripts,
so_called from their I ,;ng written in
a running hand that' began to be
used in the tenth century.. Those of,
the old class were written, between
the fourth , and tenth centuries, the
others after the tenth .century. ,Of
the old manuscripts there are 130 in
existence; of the new about 1,500.
The very old.and very valuable man
'useripta are only five. . Of these • the
Alexandiian ,Codex` was originally
discovered'atl_ was,
sent
and was
sent to Charle 11, in 1628. It is now `
in the British Musefim._ Nothing Is
known of the origin of this;: mtl it is
usually assigned to the middle Of the
fifth century: It is much mutilated,
`twenty-four-chapters of the first if3los
peli two-of the fourth, and eight of
one of :the - Bpietles being Misiling.
The neat. is the Vatican :mannscripti
supposed to have been Written in the
fourth uentury. A copy of this_ was
never made tat .1848orkeeleo simae
"where's
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was taitted:' The condition of thin is '
mucit more perfect' :The third man
uscript is that in,the'NationalLibra
ry at Paris, whither it- was brought
by Catherine de Medic's. This had
been 'over:written--that is; t,he parch
ment bad been used for= other, writ
ings ; but, in spite of that, the origi
naLhas been deciphered. ;`lt is as
signeo to the early part of the Nth
century. The fourth manuscript is
that now at Cambridge. This is the
least valuable, as it is much. mutilat-
Cd. It belongs to the sixth century.
The manuscript round is .1844 in the
Convent of St. Catherine, on -Mount
Sinai by Tiechendotf, and copied by
him in 1859, is the , most valuable of
the five, as it contains the New . Tea
tatnetit complete. -This is supposed
to hive been written in- the fourth
century. None of these most, valua
ble authorities were consulted in pre
paring any of the English versions ot
the Bible, even that ot King James'
time., The Latin 'Vulgate, the plen
tiful cursive manuscripts, and the
translations were used... Errors and
additions like-the Doxology at the
end of the Lord's Prayer had crept
into the translations, even Into the
Syrian, which was as old as the sec
ond century. The Latin Vulgate
was probably 'an excellent transla-
Lion, as it must have been made with
in a•few years after the death of . St.
John. The changes:that have
.1'7%,
been made have been made Ott
when the weight of authority left rib
doubt of their necessity. The text
is not a question of taste, of like and
dislike, but of hiatoric testimony';
and the revision represents •the pre
vailing view, at the present day, as
to the prepollerance .of this testi-
Mental -Labor:
Mental labor is more exhausting
than manual labor, because it involv
es a greater expenditure of nervous
force. The cases where muscular ex
ertion is habitually carried to excess
are very rare, while there are frequent
intitarices• of prolonged intellectual
overwork. Nature has' provided
limitations to physidal effort beyong
which few men , arc likely to go ex
cept on unusual occasions; and_ he
who taxes his strength of thew and
sinew too much is always conscious
of it. But a man may overtax his
nerves and suffer from it,,andryet not
be aware what it is that hurts him.
Such a man may ascribe his illness
to malaria, sewer gas, indigestion, or
any of a dozen other imagined caus
es, utterly unconscious of the real
fact that it is none of them, but mere
ly using his brain too - much which
has broken him down and will inevit
ably flail' him tunless he halts in his ,
suicidal course.=
The workingman sacalled because
he toils with-his hands rather than
with his head, finds a continued re
cuperation of his expended ; '
energies
in the sweet boon of sleep. The rest
that follows muscular fatigue is a
positive luxury, and the more thor
oughly tired a man is the more com
pletely he enjoys it. The truth of this
remark requires no proof; ii is a mat
ter of common experience, and -has
always been, and always will be.
In this respect the manual laborer
has a great advantage over the men
tal laborer. . .The weariness that
comes after protracted nervous exer
cise is of a very different and far less
satisfactory sort. While the man
wholhas toiled hard physically all day
feels a delicious drowsinees
steal over him at night, and can
sleep soundly on the soft side o-f a
plank or almost anywhere so that he
can but lie down, the other kind of a
workingman tqo often feels no such
respite when he retires. Slumber &-
Ones. to be his bedfellow. He tosses.
and turns and the more he turns and
tosses the wider awake he gets.
The close of a days work with the
muscles is the end of it, for that day
at, least. • When the task is finished
it is done with. But the head unlike
the limbs, is unfortunately ,apt to
'keep on working hours after. A
man cannot stop thinking when he,
pleases. He may lay aside the mat,
ter in hand and try his utmost to
worry himself no.more about it till
he has had a good night's rest, but he
finds this by no means an easy thing
to do. His mind runs right on like
an eight-day clock just wound up.
His nerves are excited and his brain
in a whirl. He has summoned a genii
to his aid that will not withdraw at
his bidding., The toiler at the anvil
or loom or Ohw finds a ready refuge
from his weariness in lefreshiug slum
ber; but this cannot- be counted on
with confidence by his brother who
drudges in a counting - room 0 of fi ce.
—Philade(phia Reco r d. I.
MRS. PARTINGTON •AND
'What. do you think will become.al
you ?' said Mrs. Partington to Ike,
as they were going from church. The
question relateil to the yiing-gentl
man's conduct lin the church where
he had tipped oiler the cricket, - peeped
over the' gallery, attracted the atten
tion of a boy iu the pew below by
dropping a pencillied with a string
upon his head, and- had drawn a hid
coils picture of a dog upon the snow
white cover of the best hymn book.
'Where'do you expect to go to ?' It
was a question that the youngster
*had never before , had put to him so
closely, and he said he didn't know,
but thought he'd' like to go up in a
balloon. 'l'm afraid you'll go down
if you dork't mend your ways, rather
than go up.. You've been acting very
badly in meeting,? continued she,
'and I declare I could hardly keep
from boxing your ears in the midst
of the lethargy. You didn't pay no
interest, and I lost all the threads of
the sermon through your tricks. l :A
didn't take your thread,' said
who thought she alluded to the string
by which the pencil waslowered up
on the boy, 'that was a fishing line.' .
'O, Isaac,' continued ahe, earnestly,
'what do you: want to act so like the
probable son for? Why don't yor
try to be like' D#vid and Deuterono
my that we read !about, and actin a
reprehensible manner 7'
The appeal was touching, and Ike
was silent thinking of the sling that
David tilled"' Goliath with, And won.
Idering If be ()outdo% 'make one,'
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The 'TMost-Enduring Monument.
site anaybur o' mine Walked
down :to - de shores - of de mystic - Aber
an' crossed ober wid` de endless pur
cetthun,, solemnly began ~.-Brother
Gardner in the Limekiln Maw- 'He
had money an' property an' posishun,
but he drops outer din lifelike a stone
tossed into le oshnn. I sat down in'
thought an' thought, but I could not
remember dat dis man had eber, won
w friend by his sympathies, warmed
a heart by , his charity, or made any
one's burden de lighter i by a brother
ly word: As de funeral goes past dar
will - be no siglis; as de pureeshun
turns, into de cemetery men will
hardly gib it , a glancii. He came on
airth,libed out his time, an'-he passes
away 'Without leavin' toot-print be
hind. He was not a enll4l man, but
if he bad been I should have felt all
de worse. . None - of you am so poo'
dat you nebber hab calls to share wid
some one'more hungry; none o' you
bah' Bich poo' speech dat you can't
stop to speak a few kind words to
dose in sorrow., Dar am a sboiv for
ebery , man human bein' on airth to,
make his mark: , When . Uncle ,Bolloy
Williams died a hundred women shed
tears, a hundred men had de heart
aclicand twice dat number of chi ll 's
looked 'down on dillace of de dead
an' turned away wid sobs , in deir
frosts. Who was lie? Nuffin but a
• • old slave man. What was he
worf?. Nuffin but de close on his
back. But be his mark. He
hail kind - words for achin' hearts; he
had a willint ban' fur de weak wn'
helpless; be had soft words for well
in passion, in' strong words for de
cause of right. Ebery house had an
open door fur him ' and ebery chile
met him wid heart full of trust. He
sleeps up dar in Potter's field, with
out a mark on his grave, but his
deeds an' his name ar' oftener spoken
of.dan any of de hundreds who sleep
beneaf de big monuments. Make
friends. Make 'em by deserving
friendship. Lib to enjoy life, but lib
to leave behind. you sunthin' better
dan a name fur an, epitaph cut in cold
marble. One sigh of regret---one
- single tear—one sorrowin' word dat
you am called from airth away, will
lie a grander monument dan de bands
Of man eber yet put up.'
Brother Gardner on- Education;
"It-am not edication dat makes
de man, any mo' dan it am de har
ness dat makes de boss. I daily meet
enthusiasts on this subjeek. I know
white men who emagine dal a son's,
fuchnr am ' all 'serenely settled as
soon ,as he ' eau write fo' lines
of Latin an' translate sit lines of
Greek": I know eull'd inen who have
worked night an' _day , an' world
clothes an' Jibed on nullin to cram
der brigs full of- educashun. It am
true dat,, de more edueashun we have ,
de less vice we have, but down go too
fur. America stands to-day in de
fr9nt rank of nashuns; an'- yit her
leadin' men am not her college grad
uates. Take de men in De t roit v:ho
were educated de mos' an' you b'ar
de leas' of dem. - Dey am not at de
.head of our big factories, in our big
factories, in our big stores, or plan
nin' an' carrin' out our big enterpris
es.. No'- dan five hundred college
an' high-sficool graduates am- book
keepin' an' stot-clerkin' in dis werry
city on salleries of less dan $2O a
week.: Fine me a college graduate
among de merchants. Fin. , me one
along de ribber front. Fin' me one
among de ship-owners. Fin' me one
among de tobacconist:lt. Does a col
lege educashrui direct de 'affairs, of
our big stove works, our ...locomotive
*torts or our dozen railroads?
"I tell you, my friends, a boy wid
boss sense, in his head to begin on,
tempered up with two or three y'ats
of union school educashun, will make
his way where. a college graduate
can't go., Our mos' successful busi
ness men am almost self educated.
Men who nebber saw a college have
invented our reapers, mowers,' sew
ing -machines, an' labor-savin' ma
ohinery. Men wid deestriek school
educashuns have built our biggest
ships an' planned our grrindest
al.enter
prises. Star-gazin' poetry ' an' phil
osophy am well nuff, but it h . been
native 'genius an' business push
which made die kentry what i am.
"Fust feet of your boys an' see if
do Laid gin 'em any Koss Sense. 7. If
he did, it am your duty .to develop
an' direct it. If he didn't de only
way, to prevent men from callin' dem
fules'vin idiots am to pack 'em off to
college an' stuff 'em so full of Greek,
Latin, Oratory, ancient history' all'
classical slop dat Some of it will spill
ober vvheneber dey open der. motifs.
We will now purceed wid our reglar
purceedings.”—Detroit Free Press.
A POSTMASTER under Buchanan,
finding that he was regnired to re
port qUarterly, according to ." in
structions," addressed the following
official Communication to the Presi
dent:
• July 9, 1857 ° . '
Mr. Jame - Buchanan, Pre - siding
. of the
United 'States . • -
DEA.atSm : Been required by the
instructions of the Post Office to re
port quarterly, I know heerwith fool
-111 that - pleasin duty by reportin as
follows. The , harvisten has been
peerty, aiM most of the nabors bave
got their cuttin dun.' Wheat is hardly
a average crop; on rolen land corn is
, yallerish, and wont turn out more
than ten or fifteen bushels to the aker.
The health of the community is only.
tolerable, • cholery has broken out!
about 2 and one half miles from here.l
There is a powerful awakenin on Mei
subject of religion in-the falls nabor-:
hood, and many_ Boa's have been
made to know their sins forgiven.
Mis Nancy 'Smith, a near nabor, had
twins day before yesterday. This , is
awl I have to report this quarter:
Give my respects to . Mrs. Buchanan,
and subscribe myself yours truly.
P. M. at -- Fulton co., 111.
=El=
Tlla Boston Tost says: "The toy pis.
tot mast go." It goes already with fatal
ease, to the small boy's sorrow.
"Tng , Torpedo tuldlhe Whale," with
variations, was given by the small boy on
the Fourth. The whale part Of it he got
wheal() reftebed ilfnapt—RocNtifr Jr
:6
atg, •
$l.OO per Annum In Advance.
WHY SHOULD THEY KILL MY
BABY." -
Why should they kill my baby ~for be seems the
• same to me• s . •
-
-
As wbou.-In mornlut.twllight, ',tossed blm cm c
my
ims, .
And sowed fey him hopes to blossom when he
should become a man, " • .
And• dreamed, fur him such a future as only a
- mother east.
I looked ahead to the noomittue with proud but
' trembling joy ; . .
~ 7 • -
I bad a vision of splendor for my sweet, bright.
eyed boy;' . . ' .
Ilut little enoisgb I feuded that when be bad gain.
ed renown, - , .
Base Envy's poisoned bullet would suddenly strike
Mar. - down; '
Why should they want to Kill him ? Because he
bad cut bis• t way
Through poverty's glooiny woodland out Into the
open day; " .
And sent a shout of good cheer to those who were
yet within,
That Honor is horn of striving, and Honesty yet
can win?
Or was It because from boyhood he manfully bared
his breast
To fight for the poor and loWly, -and aid the sore,
oppressed ? •
Ah : me, the world Is working upon a treacherous
When ho who has struck fort:mankind is stricken
_lord by nun
Oi did• they begrudge his mother the hand he
' , cached her still, ; . .
No odds how - high he clambered up Fortune's gilt
taring• hit) ?
For in his ion:ingest life-day. he- turned_ frOM the
nonM's ofmarth, ;
And came' and tenderly kissed me—the mother
who gaie bum birth.
Shame to the wretch that:struck him', aod•grleves
- that it did not kill I • "
Asd pity for his poor mother,—lf she be living
•
May' God in mercyaid him his black crime to
atone.
And help me to forilye him—l can not do It alone.
• - -r4Will'ear/efon.
Spoopendyke P;epares a Speech
9pon Wginen." .
'Now, my dear,' said Mr. Spoopen
dyke' as he dreiv writing materials
towanl him, 'now I wan t your wo-
man's wit. . These fellows insist that
I must respond to' the toast,! "Wo
man," to-morrow bight, andi
_must
prepare a few remarks. If we both.
getat it, we'll get up something nice.'
'What you want?' argued Mrs.
Spoopendyke, entering into the spirit
ot' the undertaking, and tapping her
teeth with her, thimble. "What you
want is woman in her various phases.'
'What I want is a speech,' retorted
Mr. Spoopendyke. 'They haven't put
me down as a panorama. I 'want a
short addr!ss, full of good points and
pleasant, things about the ladies. Now
I. shall begin : "Fellow citizens—"
'But women ain't' fellow citizens.
I should-say--'
'You'd say, "fellow black hair,"
that's what_ you'd sayi. I'm address
ing the people, and they are all men ;
don't you see ? I've got to corn
mence somewhere, and then I' go on
"Now fellow citizens, regardirig wo
men, our origin, our companios, our
posterity, our mothers, our wiv es and
our daughters, what more can we say
thdri that they give us life, make it
happy • and soothe its decline-?"
How's that ?'
'ls that the sane' women P
Mrs. Spoopeidyke, bending over the
table.! 'lt don't strike me that she
would care to have it put that.
Wtiynotlif r "Yellow citizens : We
are assem—"'
'What's the matter With you?' de
minded Mr. Spoopendyke. 'l've got
to open with a sentiment, and- you
can't find anything more graceful
than that. Then I will , go on: "She
rises in the cradle, reaches'her me
ridian at the altar and goes down in
a flood of dew at the grave." Can
you grasp that?'
'I don't like that as well 'as the
other," remonstrated Mrs. Spoopen
dyke. 'You make her a mother while
she's, a baby, and as for the grave
part4ou don't stop to- think that
she may be another meridian by get
ting married again. I wortid say
something like_ this : "Felloiv citi
zens: We are assem="' -
'No, I won't either. Who's going
to get married again? Can't you see
that I'M only carrying out the first
idea of origin, companionship. and
posterity ? Rising in the cradle
-means giving us birth. Now_ you hold
up. Suppose I say next : ."We revere
her as mother adore her as wife, and
, --and,"' say what do we do for her
as daughter V
'We provide a home for her.
. .
' Yes, of course !' raved Mr. Spoop
endyke. That's the . idea! That
fixes it. All: youmant- now is two
" prolonged laughters," four
-" con
tinued applause,s, ' one" eatl.wsasm "
and "a voice" to be an orator ! ' Fel.'
low citizens, we furnish her with
poached eggs and beans! Fellow;
citizens, we pass her the gravy ! Fel
low citizens! " yelled Mr. Spoopen
dyke, gesticulating! like a -borse
chestnut tree. Fellow.. citizens. if
she wants, her beef rare, we give it
to her I Fellow citizens,, we give her
all the plod gasted , butter she can
paste on her bread!' is that what
you want me 'to say ? Expect I'm
going to•stand around and make a
measly use of myself ? Fellow citi
zene, as Mother we revere her! Fel
low citizens, as wife we adore her
Fellow citizens, to help a man get
up a•speech she's the dod alamdest
donkey that ever ' a family
wh-h-h; stalked Mr . Spoopendyke,
purple in the face, ' got any more
suggestions? Know any more elo
quence?'.and the worthy gentle
man leaned back in his chair speech
less.
"Couldn't you leavelier out alto
gether?' recommenied Mr. Spoopen-
dyke. 'Can't you just revere her as
mother and adore her as wife? As
for the daughter, you , might pass it
Over with saying "Felloip citizens,
we are assem—"
' Yes, or- I can cut her throat !'
proclaimekAr. Spoopendyke. I
can-takuler‘o the pound! I can
salt her — down - for winter - use! Dod
gast the speUch and Mr. Speopen
dyke danced on the fragirients of his
*notes. 'To-morrow night I'll an
swer that toast by telling what a dod
gasted old mule you'd make of any
- man that would listen to you,' and
Mr. -- Spoopendyke banged - himself
into the bed like a beer spigot and
went to sleep.
%might, Mrs. Spoopen-
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dyke, as she too, i down her hair and
put IC4raipp.ht. dou'Aisee why
be couldn't . say :
Wet assembled here to say something'
,poetleal about women, and the best -
I can' say is we show her 'when we
don't always love her, and 'we love •
her, when we don't ' always show it.'
ThaVs sensible and It's
.. so," sighed
Mrs.Spoopendyke, Mktg over her
husband's boots, and then the good
W 61322111 opened the window on her
spouse's side of the bed, and sticking
a few pins in the pillow in case she
- should want them in the night, she
went prayerfully to sleep.—Brooklyn
Eagle; •
Looking for Himself. -
The ludicrous spectaele"of a man
looking for himself and suffering the
keenest chagrin at failing to And him
self was exhibited. on the Union Pa
cific Railroad hot long ago. One
astern bound emigrant strayed
away,. and the first section of the
train stilted without him. Be
reached the second - on time, and
managed to get away. His friends
in the first section of the train missed
him and were seized with a dread
that he had been killed. The con
ductor telegraphed to the second sec
tion to look for him and bring him
or his body to' Laramie. The pas : .
sengers turned out' readily to aid in
the search. Foremost among them
and' displaying a terrible anxiety
was the man for. whom they , were ,
looking. Ile - hunted for the missing ;
emigrant. with a zeal which`could _
only be accounted for by the fact—
unknown to him—that he was look- .
ing for himself. During the whole
day and following night the search
was continued, the unconscious
cause_-of it suffering-deeply to think
that hi had been lost. When 'w
renched-Laramie the' idea never oc
curred to his friends, that the rail
road employeei might - still be
looking, for the missing emigrant,
when one bright , individual startled
the crowd withlhe remark that our
hero had been looking for - and failed
to find himself.
NOT AN EMBEZZLED, AFTER
The amende honorable it the Lime
kiln Club.- Givadam Jones here - se- .
cured the- floor and stated that ho
desired to' render justice to an inno
cent man who had been dwellino
under a cloud of suspicion for the
past week. Hon. Burdock Cantelope,
acting asjanitor during the absence
of Samuel Shin at Long Branch, had
embezzled a large sum of money.
His account, as handed to the secteF
tary for approval, read as follows
I quart 011.
1 lampwick
I cup
Total
It appeared_ from the above that -
the Hon; Cantelope had used up $l,-
881, for which he could render no
account, and the committee on, finance
were ordered to investigate and em•
powered - to send for persons 'and pa
pers. .After long wrestle with the
mystery it was discovered that 'the
janitor had added.. the year to his
eipenses account and thus made
himself a seeming embezzler. The
investigation had cleared his charac
ter as white as bliached cotton at -
fifteen cents a yard, and the finance
committee had given him a vote of
confidence.
Thoughtful Thoughts. ~
A_ GOOD life is always great.
SILENCE does not always mark wisdom.
lIE that sips of many arts &inks of
none. " • I •
Outs best things are - n..ar us,'
Lleelose about our feet.
A mAN - must become wise - at his oin
expense. •
• Oun friends . ' faults reconcile us to their
virtues. .
DIODERATION is the silken string run
ning through all virtues.
IN these days . we fight for ideas, and
newspapers are our fortresses.
To select well among old things is al
most equal to inventing new ones. _
Tux pureSt treasure mortal times_ af
ford is a spotless reputation.
EVERY man,has just . as much vanity as
he wants understanding;
_
lIE who has' not mastered himself, by
whom can he not be overcome?
No suxess hits ever come without re
)eated struggles alacl fillures.
MAN-does not lack so_ much the knowl
edge of his duty as hiS will for it. L..—
HoAnionic, money is covetousness,
squandering it IS equal folly and sin. d
POVERTY' may excuse a sbabby-_ - coat, _
but it is no exeuse for shabby mot,
THE divinity of charity consists in re- _
lieving - a man's. needs before they are
forced upon us.
IT was_ a maxim of Euripides, either to
keep silencoor to speak something better -•
than silence.
LOVE penetrates fnrthor into any tomb
of darkness and doubt than any other fa
culty of the MIT= soul. • .
Tim most delicate, the Most sensible
of all pleasures, consists in prOntoting the
plea/tures of • others.
NEVER fear to bring the sublimest mo
tive to the smallest duty,. andthe most in
finite comfort to the smallest trouble. •
POETRY makes hope a formation, grief
makes it a solace, and desolation makes it
the brightest dower - that adorns earthly
creation.
FIE who is false to present duty breaks
a thread in the loom, and"will see the de=
feet when the weaving of a lifetime is un
raveled. _
_ FATtr, like light, should ever be aim.
and unbending ; while love, like
`warmth, should beam forth on every , aide
and bend to every necessity.
Bs like the bird, that, halting In her Bight
Awhile, on boughs too slight.
Feels them to give way beneath her and yet sings,
Knowing that she bath-wings.
Fun, Fact and Facetim.
THE lumberman sends his logs down
stream and introduces them to thecircu
la_r saw as hiebuzz'em friend.
_THE difference between a hill and a pill
is that the bill is'hard to get up, and - the
pill is hard to get down.—Earls on Ci%il
Engineering.
A CYNICAL man says 'his wife is only
hilt like a telescope. Ito can draw her
mit, but he can't shut her up.—Proctor
on Comets. It is quite evident ho never
bought her a new bonnet. -
" WHAT were tho worst results of the
civil war ?" cried the orator. "Widows,"
shouted - Jones, who married ' ono.—Ba
dean's history: Poor Jones. lie evi l .
dently goi, re -headed one.
There was a ying man from the Mission,'
'ho spent all Sundays a Rabin';
He said Hades, for Hell,
When they didn't bite well,
Fet he read the Revised EdlUon. _
THE butcher is always happy . to meet
his custorbers.--Bostort _Transerspt. While
the confectioner delights to dessert his.
Philaifelphia Buiktis. - And the battier
to improve his.
A rosT has written a poem on tbe stop
-ping of his clock. It. came to him; per
haps, as a melancholy reminder that he
'could get nothing on tick.—Louisrille
-Courier-Journal.
" WILL there be a match, or will there
not be? That is the question." So spoke
young Smith to a friend on the - morn
ing of his proposal. The next day - Smith
had a crest-fallen countenance.
QUITE too too : The 'very latest, nicest
little idea is for a young lady to decorate
a miniature bellows. and _mend it to her
best geutgreau friend. It signifies :
"Don't mind Your poverty will raise
the Wirid,!'—iniv 110 en Regiitirs.
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Wctor if u g
—Beecher.