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Of every description, out of the best material.
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CUPID'S PRAYER.
BT WILSON, JR.
MAT roses o'er thy path be strewn,
And every kindly flower
With fragrance that may prove as sweet
As those In Eden's bower.
May blossoms on thy pnth be found,
And grain upon tliy fields t
Mny fruit on every tree abound,
And fields abundant yield.
May ever in thy heart be found
A virtue pure and high ;
May sunshine In thy heart abound,
And tmo love never die.
May wo a happy couple be
In Love's dear arms caressed ;
May I In thee, and thou In me
Be always happy blessed.
O ! what a life of love and joy,
And, O I what spirit free j
A blessing, mny I find In you,
A blessing, thou in me.
O, Mollie let us ever prove
True to each other here,
That I may always call you " Love,"
And you may call me "Dear!"
Don't think me green for writing this
'Tis " love" Impels me on (
My loving darilng ! dearest mips I
You friend of George not John.
TIIE DOOR IN THE HEART.
A Good Temperance Story,
"But far nwny up a great many pnirof wind
ing stairs In her heart, was a door easily pass
ed by, and on that door was written, Woman.'
" And so it is with the drunkard j far away
up a great pair of winding stairs in his henrt
there is a door easily passed by, and we must
knock nt that door once, twice, seven times,
yea, seventy times seven, to open it." John
B. Gougii.
HE WAS an old man. Not so very
old, either, for the wrinkles that
marked his visage were not the autograph
that time's finger had laid there, and the
hand that placed upon the low pine table
the well-drained glass did not tremble bo
with the weakening that ago induces;
yet very old and very wretched looked
the sole occupant of that narrow room,
with its red curtain, and floor stained
with tobacco saliva, and au atmosphere
abundantly seasoned by the bar-room in
to which it opened.
A hat it must have been intended for
one half-concealed the owner's uncomb
ed locks; and unmistakable evidence of
ajamiliar acquaintance with brickbats
Und the gutter did that same hat produce.
Then there was a coat, out of whose
sleeves peeped a pair of elbows in rejoic
ing consciousness that they " could afford
to be out." Add to these, reader, a tat
tered pair of trousers, and yon have a
picture of the wretched being who had
just commenced his daily potations in the
only " grog shop" he was allowed to enter.
And yet the wretched, friendless man sat
there, under the stupefying effects of his
morning dram, had a heart, and far away
up a great many pair of winding stairs in
in that heart was a door easily passed by,
and on that door, covered with cobwebs
'of time and neglect, was written, 'Man.'
Hut nobody dreamed of this ; and when
the temperance man had gone to him,
ajid promised him employment and re
spectabjlity if ho would " sign," and oth
ers (well-meaning men) had rated him
soundly for his evil ways, and ho had
turned a deaf ear' to all these things and
gone back with pertinuity to his " cups,"
eerybtjdy said old Ufll String's case was
a hopeless one. Ah ! nonfe of these had
patiently groped thyir way up the heart's
winding stairs and read'the inscription on
the hidden door there.
Hut while the unhappy man sat by the
pine tahlo that morning, the bar-keeper
suddenly entered, followed by a lady
with a pale, high brow, mild, hazel eyes,
and a strangely winning expression on
her mild face. The man looked up with
a vacant air of astonishment, as the bar
keeper tendered the ludy a scat, and point
ed to the other, Buying, "That's Bill
Strong, ma'am," and with a glance that
indicated very plainly his wonder at what
she could want there, left her alone with
the astounded and now thoroughly sober
ed man.
The soft eyes of the lady wandered
with a sad, pitying expression over old
Bill's features, and then, in a low, sweet
voice, she asked :
" Am I rightly informed ? Do I ad
dress Mr. William Strong V
Ah, with those few words the lady had
got farther up the winding stairs and
nearer the hidden door than all who had
gone beforo her.
" Yes, that is my name, ma'am," said
old Bill, and ho glanced at his shabby at
tire, nnu actually tried to hide the elbow
that was peeping out. It was a longtime
since he had been addressed as Mr. Wil
liam Strong, and somehow it sounded
very pleasaut to him.
" 1 am very glad to meet you, Mr.
Strong," responded the lady ; I have
heard my father speak of you so often,
and of the days when you and he were
boys together, that I almost feel as if
we were old acquaintances. You surely
cannot have forgotton Charles Morrison ?
" Oh, no. Charley and I used to be
great cronies," said old Bill, with sudden
animation, aud a light in his eye, such as
had not shone there for a long time, ex
cept when rum gave it a fitful brilliancy !
Ah 1 the lady did not know, as perhaps
the angels did, that she had mounted the
stairs and was softly feeling for that un
seen door; so she went on :
"I almost feel,Mr. Strong, as if I could
see the old spot upou which your home
stead stood. I have heard my father de
scribe it so often. The hill, with its
crown of old oaks at the back of your
house, and the field of yellow harvest
grain that waved in front. Then there
was the grass before the front door, with
the huge apple-tree that threw its shad
ows across it ; and the old portico, with
the grape-vine that climbed over it, and
the white roses that peeped in at
bedroom window, and the spring
went shining and bubbling through
bed of green mint at the side of
the
that
the
the
house.
Old Bill moved uneasily in his chair,
and the muscles around his mouth occa
sionally, but unmindful of this, the lady
kept on in the same low, melting voice :
" ' Many and many were the hours,' so
father would say, 'that Willie and I used
to pass under the shadow of that old apple-tree
playing at hide and seek, or loll
ing on the grass and telling each other
the great things we meant to do when we
became bigmcn, while Willie's blue eyes
would sparkle wjth hope and happiness;
and when the sunset laid a crown of gold
on the top of the oaks on the hill, Wil
lie's mother might be seen standing in
the portico, with her snowy cap, and
checked apron, and we would hear her
voice calling, ' Come, boys, come to sup
per.' "
One after another the bis, warm.
blessed tear.s went rolling down old Bill's
cheeks, and falling on the pine table.
Ah ! the lady was at the door then. .
" ' I was always at home at Willie's,'
father would say, ' and used to have my
bowl of fresh milk and bread, too; and
when these had disappeared, Willie
would draw his little stool to his mother's
feet, and she would tell him some pleas
ant story of Joseph or David, or some
good boy who afterward became a great
man, and then she would part WUfts's
brown curls from off his forehead, tfnd say
in a trembling voice I can never forget,
' Promise me, Willie, when you are a
man, and the gray hairs of your mother
are resting in the church-yard yonder,
you will never disgrace her memory.'
And Willie would draw up his slight
form, lift his blue eyes proudly to his
mother nnd say, ' Never fear, mother, I
will make a good man, and a great one,
too,' and then, after we had said our
evening prayers, we would go contented
and happy as the bird that nestled in the
old.opje tree, to rest. Then, just as we
were sinking into eome pleasant dream,
we would hear a well-known footfall on
the stairs, and a kind face bending over
would inquire if we were nicely tucked
up. It is a long, long time,' father
would say, ' since I heard from Willie,
but I am sure he has never fallen into
any evil ways. The words of his mother
would keep him from that.' "
Hap ! rap ! rap 1 went the words of the
lady at the door of old Bill's heart.
Creak! creak! creak! went the door on
its rusted hinges. The lady could only
see the subdued man bury his face in his
clasped hands, and while his frame shook
like an aspen leaf, she heard him murmur
among childlike sobs, " My mother ! . oh,
my mother !" With a silent prayer of
matiKiuincss sue resumed :
" But there was one thing my father
loved to talk of better than all the rest.
It was of the morning you were married,
Mr. Strong. ' It was enough to do one's
eyes good to look at them,' he would say,
' as they walked up the old church aisle ;
he, with his proud, manly tread, and she,
a delicate fragile creature, fair as the or
ange blossoms that trembled in her hair.
I remember how clear and confident Wil
liam's voice sounded through the old
church, as he promised to love, protect
and cherish the bright, confiding crea
ture at his side, and I knew ho thought,
as ho looked down upon l.er, that the
winds of heaven would never visit her
face too roughly ;' and then thy father
would tell us of your pleasant home, and
of the bright-eyed boy and the fair-haired
girl that came after a while to (gladden
it; and then, you know, he removed to
another part of the country, Mr. Strong,
and lost sight of you."
Once again the lady paused,for the ago
ny of the strong man before her was fear
ful to behold ; and then, in a lower tone
she thus spoke : "I did not forget the
promise I made my futhcr previous to
his death, that if ever I Visited his na
tive place, I would seek out his old friend.
But when I inquired for you, they un
folded a terrible story to me, Mr. Strong.
They told me of a desolate and broken
household ; of a blue eyed boy that a
father's heart might so well delight in,
who had left his homo in disgust
gust and despair, for one on the homeless
waters; of the gentle, suffering wife, who,
faithful to the last, went down with a pray
er on her lips for her erring husband,
broken-hearted, to the grave, and of the
fair haired orphan girl, who followed her
mother in a little while. Oh ! it is a sad,
smt. story I have heard of my father's old
friend."
"It was II it was I that did it! I killed
them !" cried old Bill, lifting his bowed
head, and gazing on the lady, every fea
ture expressive of such wild ngony and
helpless remorse, that she shuddered at
the despair her own words had caused.
Wide, wide-open stood the door then
and the lady passed in.
A soft hand was laid soothingly upon
old Bill's arm, and a voice full of hope
murmured " Even for all this there is
mercy. There is a redemption through
the atoning merits of Jesus, and you well
know your first step toward it. Sign the
pledge. In the name of the last prayer
of your dying wife, and of the child that
sleeps by her side, I ask you, as your
friend, will you do it?"
" I will," said old Bill.while he brought
down his closed hand with such force on
the rickety pine table that it rocked be
neath it; and a gleam of hope lighted up
nis ieaiurcs, as lie seized the pen and
paper the lady placed beforo him, which
paper contained a declaraton. binding all
who signed it to obstain from the use of
intoxicating beverages ; and when he re
turned it to her in bold legible char
acters, there lay written beneath it the
namo ot
William Strong.
There was an expression, almost ludic
rous from its intensencss of curiosity on
the barkeeper s physiognomy, as the
lady, after her long interview with
old Bill, passed quietly through the shop
and tne expression was not lessened when
old Bill, a few moments after, walked
through without taking another glass of
grog ; snd he never passed over the thresh
hold again.
"Not Lelting."
There were two little sisters at the
house whom nobody could see without
loving, for they were always so happy to
gether. They had the same playthings
but never a quarrel sprang up between
them, no cross words, no pouts, no slaps
no running away in a pet. Ou the green
before the door, trundling hoop, playing
with Kover, helping mother, they were
always the same sweet tempered little
girls.
" You never seem to quarrel," I said to
them one day ; " how is it you are always
so nappy together f J. hey looked up,
and the oldest answered. "I'sposo 'tis
cause Addie lets mo and I let Addie."
I thought a moment; " Ah, that is it."
I said, "she lets you, and yon her; that's
it."
Did you ever think what an apple of
discord " not letting" is among children ?
Even now, while I have been writing, a
great crying was heard under the window.
I looked out.
" Gerty, what is tho matter?" " Mary
won't let me have her ball," bellows
Gerty ;" well, Gerty wouldu't lend me
her pencil in school," cried Mary, "and
I don't want she should have my ball."
" Fie fie ; is that the way sisters should
treat each other t " She shan t have my
pencil," muttered Gerty; "she'll lose it."
" Anou will only just lose my ball,"
rctoi! Mary, " and I Bhan't let you
have it."
The " not letting" principle is down
right disobligingness, and a disobliging
spirit begeta a great deal of quarrelling.
These little girls, Addie and her Bister
havo got the true secret of good manners.
Addie lets Rose and Hose lets Addie.
They are yielding, kind, unselfish, always
ready to oblige each other; neither wish
es to have her own way at tho expense of
tho other. And are they not happy ? O,
yes I And do you not love tlem already ?
"Fetch on Your Rate."
AVERY GOOD STORY is told of
our German friend. Adam Bcnler.
wlw keeps a tavern in AlWhrnv ln
rather gloomy evening recently, whea
Adam was in rather a gloomy humor (as
ne seiaom is,; a stranger presented him
self about bed-time, and asked to stay all
night.
"Certatnlv." said Adam, min h
rather seedy looking stranfrer. " Tf
take breakfast, it will be yonst one -dol
lar.
"But I have no money," said the man.
" I am dead broke, but if you will trust
me "
" Ah," said Mr. Eenlnr. " T dnn't lit-.
that kind of customer. I could fill mine
house every night mit dat kind, but dat
won 1 neip to me run dis house."
" Well," Said the strnno-or nffor
pause, "have you got any rats here?"
" Yes." replied Adam. " vnn K
lieve we have. Why the place is lousv
uuii ueui i
"Well." reioined tho nn "T'llli
you what I'll do. If you let me have
lodging and breakfast, I'll kill all your
rats to-morrow."
"Done," said Bepler, who had long
been desperately annoyed by the number
of old Norwaysthat infested his premises.
So the stranger, a gaunt, sallow, mel
ancholy looking man, was shown to bed,
and no doubt had a good sleep. After
breakfast, next morning, Mr. Bepler took
occasion in a very gentle manner to re
mind his guest of the contract of the
previous night.
" What ! Kill your rata ! Certainly,"
said the melancholy stranger. " Where
are they tho thickest ?"
" Dey are putty dick in do barnyard,"
answered Adam.
" Well, let's go out there," said the
stranger. " But stop I Have you got a
piece of hoop-iron ?"
A piece about fifteen feet long was
brought to the stranger, who examined it
carefully from one end to the other. Ex
pressing himself entirely satisfied, at
length, with its length and strength, he
proceeded to the barn, accompanied by
Mr. Bepler and quite a party of idlers,
who were anxious to see in what manner
the great rat-ki!ler was going to work.
Arriving there the stranger looked around
a little, then placed his back firmly against
the barn-door, aud raised his weapon.
"Now," said he to Adam, "I am
ready. Fetch on your rats I"
How this scene terminated, wo are not
precisely informed. It is said that, al
though no rats answered the appeal of
the stranger, Mr. Bepler began to smell
one pretty strongly at this juncture, and
he became very angry. One thing is
certain, and that is that the new boarder
was not at Adam's table for dinner, nor
for any subsequent meal. He had sud
denly resolved to depart, probably to
pursue his avocation of rat-killing in
other quarters.
Taking a Drink.
The different manners of proposing tu
take a drink is well shown in tho follow
ing :
The sentimental method of asking a
person to drink, is in the formula, "Sup
pose we shed a tear." The operation,
strange as it may seem, is identical with
"taking a smile." The id n fpn,.ini
toast in some places, weich seems to con
tain considerable truth, viz: " Well, here
is another nail in my coffin." On the
Mississippi river they take a very practi
cable view of the ceremony, and say to
their friends, " Won't you come and wood
up ?" Thus implying that strong pota
tions supply the fuel of life. In cholera
times a false notion prevailed that imbibi
tion would prevent 0110 from taking that
disease, and a popular style of invitation
was, " Let's disinfect." This may as
well bo offset by a mention of tho West
ern bar-room salute, " Won't you hist La
some pizen ?" The last form, however,
is almost too strictly correct and literal in
its character, to be appropriate in this ar
ticle. Circumstances alter Cases.
Boy. Do you want a dog skin ?
Tanner. Was it a fat dog. .
Boy. -Oh yes, he was a fat dog.
Tanner. was he very fat ! 1
Boy. Oh yes, sir, he was worry fat.
Tanner. Verv fat. eh ? How fnt vnn,
ho?
Boy. Well, he was the fattest dog' I
ever eee. , .1
Tanner. Oh if ho was so ve.rrv ft
his skin is not good, 1. '
Jioy. Well, he wasn't aich an Hlmi1
fat dog after all. .