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Qiljc imc0, New Bloomftdk J3k
POLISHING THE WINDOWS.
DT MRS. C. Wi.JLANDEnS.
- FKS. WHIPPLE'S daughters were
the most ctylish girls in the town.
'J here were four of tlieni, all handsome,
and queenly and cultivated, with a little
fortune of their own. which was left them
two years before, arid which they were to
come into full possession of when they
were tweuty-one, but not a moment bo
fore. Of course the young gentlemen of the
village kept their eyes turned toward the
Whipple family. If there was a ride, or
a walk, or a party, or sociable, nothing
could be done unless these four pretty
maidens were concerned in it; much to
the disgust of the rest of us, wlip had no
..especial expectations, whatever might he
our individual pretensions to good looks
There was another member of the
Whipple family. This- young lady was a
niece of Mr. Whipple, the child of a fa
vorite sister, who had been unfortunate,
and who died not long after her marriage.
The child was such a mc, puny creature,
with such awkward, shy vays, that she
grew Cinderella-like, in such domestic ob
scurity that none of us knew much of
her until the event happened which I am
about to relate.
Cousin Ned was always an eccentric
genius. IJe had been traveling all over
Europe, and was the author of " Letters
from Paris," published in our paper, that
were thought Very brilliant, because they
described the European fashions in a vi
vacious way, and cut us Americans up
for trying to ape Eugenia, when we ought
to have enough sense to know that styles
of one country were illy adapted to an
other. Cousiu icd was regarded as a great
catch. All the Whipple girls were de
lighted when they heard of his intended
return, and made mo promise to bring
him over as soon as he was at leisure.
Indeed, they had becu very attentive to
nie on his account, as I very well knew,
and I was- just foolish enough to be pa
tronized by them, although I knew they
barely recognized me at Saratoga, when
we met there one summer.
Among my letters that morning, I
found one from Ned. lie had arrived in
New York, and was only waiting he said,
" to purchase me the handsome silk, at
Stewart's," before comiug to us.
As I knew there was to bo a birtly
party at the Whipples, I ran over to show
the letter, aud bog then to allow nie to
telegraph to Ned to hasten, that he might
be in season for the festivities.
We were all sitting in the back parlor,
talking over our new dresses and trim
mings, wheu ;Mr. Whipple came in has-
" Now, girls," this won't do; somo of
you must polish the windows in front.
Bridget is all out of sorts this morning.
She says she will wash them, but she will
not have timo to rub them, and that un
less somo of you will help her, she will
U'V, and it will be just like her to do it.
So if you know what is for your interest,
do fly around and get her good natured
"Where's Said?" asked "all the girls
in a breath. Said, was the orphan niece,
and was expected to do everything that
" She's sick, with one of her terrible
headaches;" Mrs. Whipple said, with an
indignant toss of the head.
" Well, shu's always sick, it seems to
ine." Cecelia cried out harshly.
" I've been expecting she would give
out ever since my birthday party has
been, announced," said Iloso, spitefully.
" I should think, you would be ashamed
of yourself," Mrs. Whipple returned, as
if there was a slight sense of justice left
in her. " Said, has worked like a dog
ever sinco this party was talked of.
Look at the piles of cakes she has mado,
and the creams and whips to say nothing
of the dresses and furbelows. I should,
think you might have somo mercy onthc
" Well, I guess she can manage to pol
ish these windows," Rose said, laughing
ly. " You don't think I'm going to
stand up there for everybody to look at
who goes by?"
" If you never do anything worse than
polislv windows you nover will have occa
sion to blush for yourself," the mother
" Well, I should blush to be seen do
ing Bridget's work, and if eho can not do
it, then Said must."
" Said ! Said I" Rose screamed, at the
foot of the stairs.
" Well," answered a- sweet, pleasant
Toioe from above.
" Bridget wants somebody to polish the
Thcro was a little pause, as if gather
ing strength to take up the cross then
the sweet voice answered.
" I'll como right down."
" Well, hurry up, they are all cross
Bridget and mother."
" Yes, dear."
Hose came buck to where we were sit
ting, but somehow, the beauty of her
face had all disappeared.
Presently Said came in- with a white
handkerchief resting on her curls, like a
dainty morning eap, aud with a chamois
skin in her hand.
I do not suppose I had looked at Said
for two whole years as observantly as 1
looked at her then. Was it possible this
was the sallow, peaked-faced girl that had
been called "Said?" Her form had
rounded into the finest proportions, 'flic
blue eyes looked from under the long,
silken lashes, with a depth of ton4ernoss
in them, such as one sees in the pictures
of nuns grieving for the lost love
of this world, aud yearning for the
sanctificatiou of that to come. The pen
sive rounding of the smooth cheeks, aud
graceful curving of the red lips were
perfect, and every motion was graceful
Said passed near mo with timid recog
nition, blushing as if she expected no
return to her salute.
1 don t know what impulse made me
rise, aud put my arm asound her neck,
and kiss her, but the girls all burst out
laughing when I did so, in such a sarcas
tic manner that Said slipped hastily away,
but not until I had seen the tears in her
beautiful eyes. '
" What made you ksis Sjiid?" Hose
asked, tartly, when I was seated again.
"I couid not help it," I said; '-she is
the prettiest creature L ever saw."
Said took the steps and mounted bold
ly. As she stood there with the lace dra
pery falling around her, with her perfect
ly moulded arms moving over the glass,
1 thought what a pity it was that Ctusiu
Ned could not see her, for it would be
exactly the kind of picture to take his
J ust then some ono entered tbe front
gate, and came along the gravel, walk.
" Bless me L" Hose cried, springing to
her feet; " there is a stranger." and
away she rau to airauge her toilette.
Cecelia simply tucked her pretty foot
on the cushion, and opened a book in
the most graceful way imaginable.
" Do get down, Said," gasped Mat;
but Said went on polishing, as if sho had
Mat went to the piano and struck a
plaintive chord, jur as I recognized the
voice of Cousiu Nad.
Such a time as wo had. then ! Hose
was recalled, and came down in a silk
dress, and was so surprised, aud so de
lighted, and it was so fortunate he had
come in fceason for the party- Thcro was
no end to the rapturous exclamations.
Mrs. Whipple had somehow taken off
the working gown she had been wearing
all the morning, and come sailing for
ward in a handsome wrapper. She kiss
ed him on both cheeks, iu such a mother
ly way, and then, after a time, made him
try her raspberry shrub, and walked him
all over the premises to see the improve
ments that had been made Bince ho went
Ned was in his manners a gentleman,
and listened as if sho wore telling him
what he was most eager to know, but ev
ery once iu a whilo his eyes glanced to
ward the front wiudow, where Said was
polishing, without a word of apology, or
an attempt to , lea.ve her work. When
the glasses were cleaned, and she had
gone from the room, Ned asked :
"Allow mo to inquire how it happens,
Mrs. Whipple, that you are fortunate in
haviug beautiful servants as well as ele
gant daughters ?"- Must everything - be
beautiful that comes within you pleasaut
Mrs. Whipple laughed, and tho girls
laughed, but no one said, the youwj lady
in our relative, and so Nod still supposed
that Said was a house-servant.
When we were passing down the walk
to go home, and whilo Mrs. Whipple and
her daughters were still at the hall door,
we came near Said, who was standing
among the rose bushes, culling buds i for
" Said," I asked, " may I introduco
you to my Cousin Ned ? You have not
forgotten each other, I trust?".
Said blushed the color of the roses sho
held in her hand, but with perfectly lady
like grace, saluted him.:
Ned was embarrassod any one oould
see that but he did find words to say he
certainly had not recognized her as he
came in. lie stopped to select a bud
from the fragrant mass, when Boso cried
out, from the hall steps :
" If you are ready Said, wo will ' ar
range tho flowers."
A little tremor passed over the beauti
ful lips, but she bade us a pleasant good
morning, and- went in.
" In what capacity does that young la
dy serve in her aunt's family ?" Ned ask
ed, after he had swept off innumerable
dandelion blossoms with his cane.
" It would be difficult to say. She
seems to bo as much a maid-of-alUwork
Ned was absent-minded from that day
forth. 1 wore the gorgeous silk he had
brought me from Stewart's, but no one
knew better than I, how dowdy 1 looked
beside Said, in her cool, white muslin,
looped up with moss rose buds.
As none seemed to notice her, all being
absorbed iu their admiration of the Miss
es Whipple, Cousin Ned took her upon
his arm, and, I am afraid, would not
have left her the whole evening, had not
Mrs. Whipple summ'oned her to take
round the ices. I wish you could have
seen Ned's face then, it flashed all over.
The long and short of the story is,
Said became' my cousin, and we are as
fond of each other as if we were sisters'.
At first the Whipples were very indig
nant, but when Ned discovered that Mr.
Whipple had made Said an heir ' equally
with his daughters, and refused- to allow
his wife to receive a penny of the money,
they became very patronizing and kind.
As Ned was amply able to buy the
Whipples all out, and then have money
to lend them, he cared very little for
their likes hr dislikes. Said is us happy
as the days are long, and blesses the hour
when she was called upon to polish the
We do not suppose that every young
person who polishes windows will see her
lover come- up the gravel walk - but
no sensible girl should be ashamed to be
seen doing anything that is useful aud
domestic, since no one whose opinion, is
desirable will think less of her for being
(Juestiuns Auswered ly Science.
711Y is rain water soft? Because
it is not, lmpregnaieu wuu carin
Why is it more easy to wash with soft
water than hard ? Because soft water
unites freely with soap, and dissolves it
iustead of decomposing it, as hard water
Why do wood ashes make hard water
soft? 1st. Because the carbonic acid of
wood ashes combines with the sulphate- of
lime in tho hard water and converts it
into chalk. 2d. Wood ashes converts
some of tho soluble salts of water into
insoluble, and throws them down as a
sediment, by which tho water remaius
Why has rain water such an unpleas
ant smell when it is collected in a rain
tub or tank ? Because it is impregnated
with decomposed organic matters, in
which it is collected.
Why does water melt salt? Because
the very minute particles of water insinu
ate themselves into tho pores of the salt
by capillary attraction, and force the
crystals apart from each other.
How does blowing hot foods make them
cool ? It causes the air which has been
heated by tho food to change rapidly,
aud give place to fresh, cool air.
Why do ladies fan themselves in hot
weather ? That tho fresh particles of air
may lie brought in contact with their
face by the action of the f;tn ; and as
every fresh particle of air absorbs sonje
heat from the-skin, this constant change
makes them eool.
Does a fan- cool the- air ? No ; it makes
tho air hotter by imparting to it the heat
of our face, but cools our faces by trans
ferrin": its heat to the air.
tfeS As a fine-looking young man was
coming out of the depot in Hartford,
Conn., he was met by a beautiful girl
who throw her arms around his neck,
and kissed, him several times, exclaiming:
" Oh, Charles, you have come at last.
How happy I ain." The young man
who was nut particularly bashful, relish
ed tho kisses, and even went so far as to
return tham, but tho-young lady, soon
discovered her mistake, and was ready to
scream with shaiuo aud mortification. It
seems that she had expected her brother
by tho traiu, who had been absent sov
eral years in Europe, and was strikingly
like tho -young stranger. The mistake
was natural, uud was readily forgiveu.
A Woudcrful Microscopic Discov
ery. SCIENCE is yet ceaslcssly working'on
to results still more surprising. The
last advance, which has just been made
in this city, is a very largo one. Until
now the best microscope magnified
object not more than two hundred
lion times its size, and very low micros
copists ever saw such power. Tho Piesi
dent of tho Hoyal Society of England last
Summer showed a shell magnified one
hundred and forty-four million times,
and this excited the astonishment of mi
croscopists throughout the world. But
the new opticle combination ut. com
pleted in this city cxliibits tho same ob
jects under the enlargement of nine
thousand million times its natural magni
tude. 1 f an ordinary domestic fly could
be seen entire under such magnification
it would seem to cover a space as large
as the whole city of New York below
Wall street. A man would appear more
thaiiSiJiundred miles high, and a lady s
hair CvouTd reach half-way from New York
to New- Haven.
This wonderful instrument is so sensi
tive that a load word spoken near it
destroys ill distinctness of vision, from
the tremor imparted to it by the motion
of the air, and a footstep on tho floor
shakes it out of adjustment. The field
of view that is, the area which can bo
seen at once is a circle only the one
twelve-thousandth part of an inch in di
ameter. A niicroseropic shell called and
aniiiiiiim, of which about ono hundred
and forty placed end to end will reach an
inch, and which is simply marked with
lilies of the most exquisite delicacy when
examined under ordinary powerful mi
croscopes, exhibits under the new in
strument half globes of white silex, whose
diameter 'appears to be an inch and three
quarters, aud of which only fifteen can
be seen at once. In reality, the point
of a cambric needle is larger than tho
circle upon which those fifteen half globes
exist, and yet that circle appears like a
dessert plate covered with lady apples.
Theso wonders we have seen, but how
they are produced only men of se'.enee can
fully explain and understand. JV. Y.
Too Late- for Explanation.
LORD MARK KERR, who distin
guished himself at tho battle of
I'ontenoy, was a good but eccentric of
ficer, uud a terrible duelist. His debut
was remarkable., lie was a lad of slight.
effeminate appearance, apparently void of
spir.it. His lather, tho Marquis ol Lothi
an, when he brought him to London to
join his regiment the Coldstream Guards
requested the Colonel, who was his par
ticular friend, to watch over him, and see
that he submitted, to no improper liberties,
and to instruct him in the way he should
go, iu case ho had the misfortune to be
Those were the days of hard-drinking,
" prodigious swearing" and brutal man
ners. This pacific young scion of nobil
ity soon became a butt at mess, a- stop
peg to hang practical jokes on, until at
last a Captain of a year's standing threw
a glass of wine in his face. Ho. still said
nothing, but wiped his face with his
handkerchief, and took no further notice
of the insult ho had received.
The Colonel thought it was high timo
to-interfere, and invited him to breakfast,.
trtf-u-tete, on the following morning at v
o'clock. Lord Mark arrived punctually,
ate his breakfast with perfect composure,
and spoke but littlo. At length the com
manding officer broke ground.
" Lord Mark," said he, " I must speak
to you on rather a delicate subject, but,
as your father's friend, l am compelled to
waive ceremony. Captain L , yes-
terday morning, publicly passed an-affront
on you, which both your honor and the
credit of the regimen require youito no
tice." " What do you think, sir, I ought to
do ?'' inquired Lord Mark.
" Call on him for an. explanation," re
joined tho Colonel.
"It is, I fear, too late for that,"'rcplied
the young Ensign, " I shot him at eight
this morning, and it you take the trouble
to look, out of the front window, you will
seo him-on a shutter!"
No more Ckuiplalnls..
A married gentleman, every tim,e he
met tho father of his wife, complained
to him of. the ugly, temper and disposition
of his daughter. At last, upon one oc
casion, becoming .' weary of the grumb
lings of his son-in-law, the old gentleuiau
exclaimed 5 " You are right ; sho is an
impertineut jade, and if 1 hear any more
complaints of her I will disinherit her."
The husband made no more complaints.
In Hie Dark.
MINISTER was traveling in tl
backwoods, and espying a cabin, 1
entered on a mission of mercy. Tho lad;
of the house (she being present alon.
and rightly judging his errand) when si
saw him approaching, seized the Bibb
mil- lind as he entered was to all intents bus
ti .i i ii
ly (Vigageu in perusing uic volume. 11
noticed, however, that she held tl:
letters reversed, or in other words upsid
down. After the usual courtesies, th
minister inquired what she was reading
" O, 'bout the old prophets," was th
evidently self-satisfactory reply.
" It is very edifying to read tho suffer
ings of Christ," said the minister.
" And so that good man is dead, i.-i
he ?" asked the matron, evidently getting
' Certainly He is."
" Well, that is just the way. I'vo
been at John a long time to get him to
take a newspaper, but be won't. J' very
body in the world might die, and we not
hear a word 'bout it," said tlio woman,
in a rapid tone.
" Ah, Woman you are in the dark," said
the preacher, with an elongated face.
" Yes, I know we are. I've been at
John a long time to put a window in at
the fur end of the house, but ho wos't
do that either."
" I perceive that you are very weak in '
"1 know I am weak, and I guess if
you had had the bilious lever, and been
taking saxafrax and catract pills as long
as I have, you'd be weak too," replied
the woman, in rather an angry tono of
voice, and half an octave higher than us
ual. What Becomes ot Tins.
Numbers of people have entirely be
wildered and stupefied themselves in en
deavors to arrive at some rational conclu
sion on the subject of pins. The statisr
tical accounts of the numbers of pina
turned out annually at Birmingham and
Sheffield alone, would lead one to expect
that the earth itself would present the
appearance of a-vast pincushion. Where
are those pins of- which the yearly fabri
cation is on so vast a scale '( Pius are
not consumed iiaan article of diet. Pins)
do-not evaporate. Pins must bo some
where. All the pins which have besn
mado since civilization set in, must be iu
existence in some shape or other; wo
ought to seo nothing else, look in what
direction we might, but pins. Reader,
bow many pins are imported into your
own house within the course of the year ?
Do you know what becomes of theso
pins? There are a few in vour wife's
pincushion, and-one may occasionally bo
seen gleaming in the housemaids waist
band; but where are the rest ? It is per
fectly astounding how seldom one encoun
ters a pin "on the loose. INow ana
then, by rare chance, as when a carpet is
taken up, you may catch a glimpse of a
pin lving in a crevice : but even this is
an uncommon occurrence, and not to bo
counted. You often want a pin and take
trouble to get one. Whero are
pins that ought always to
auco everywhere ?
A Knotti Text.
There was once an itinerant preachcrl
in West Tennessee, who, possessing con
siderable natural cloquenco,had gradually!
become possessed of the idea that he wasl
also an extraordinary fiiblical scholar.-
Undcr.this delusion he would very freJ
ciuentlv at the close of his sermons, askl
any member, of Iris congregation who!
might have a " knotty text" to unravelj
to speak it, and he would explain it at
once, howover much it might havel
troubled " less distinguished divines." I
On one occasion), in a large audience, lui
was particularly, pressing tor some one hi
propound a text ; but no ono presuming
to do so, he wa;about to sit down with-
out an opportunity to show his learning!
when a chap baclc by the uoor announccti
Tie had a Biblo matter of trreat " con!
cern," which ho desirod to be enlighten
ed upon. The preacher ouito animated
ly professed! his willingness and ability
and the congregation' iwas in great-excite
" Wrhat I want to -know," said the out
skier, " is, whether.- Job a turkey was
hen or cobbler ?" '
The "expounderV looked confused, an
tho congregation tittered as tho question
cr capped the cliina by exclanmug, in
loud voice :
" I fotchod him dbwn on tho fust ques
tion I" . '
From that tune forward, the practic
of asking for difficult
passages, was disj