VOLUME I
R1DGWAY, ELK CO. PA., FRIDAY, MARCH 10, 18(30.
NUMBER 18.
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And ono ty one as the letters go,
Words aro piled up steady and slow
Steady and slow,
But still ibey grow,
And words of Ore they i .on will glowj
Wiiiidi'ifnl words, that without a sound
Traverse the earth to the utnirmt hound;
Words thul shall make
The lyrunt quake
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Vol the type they leek hut louden and dumb,
As he pats them in pluco with his linger snl
thumb;
But the printer nuilep,
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With a priming pie.-s, e.n iriustiek,
And a little leadeu die,
Wi'.b paper of white, and ink of black,
I Mipport the liigbt and the Wrong attack.
Say. whole is he, or who may ho bo,
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give,
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From II irpjrs New Moutuly Muitzltiu.
TIV RTRTltVR MA "RAT A
CUAl'Tliit It.
I But she did not, tell me what that purpo.'e
lvas, and when s.ie Came l-a.-k sku was eijuuiiy
Cucuiniiuiuicutio.
Two days arturwi.nl thoro was u letter for
ler. She lead it, mitl then tUri came and cat
lowu witli 11 in her lu.id on a stool ut my
lather's f-et. IJefore her trouble she liad bad
u imperious way of her own Sim u.-iod tj
nuke poor James Harris l'-el it sim;t iines,
iuuii as sue loved liini; hut she was slwuvs
eutle to her father. That womanly weak-
less and tendei ue.-s of which 1 have told yon,
nu.ire.l, 1 think, to her strouger nature,
kud always solleeed .her to a thoughtful
wcclnc where he was concerned
'I uu: going uwjv from home, father" she
aid, just touching his hand with u litt.e
areBs.
"Goiug sway!" we u'.l tbrfe cried in
horns.
"Yes; that was what I wont to town fur
would not say any thing for fear yon should
imifAtt mi. und I iiiii uoL w.int to eo r irlit
, T ----- - -c
igains-t your advice. For 1 knew 1 must go,
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er, to pay t he rent mid take c ire ut the lam-
ily with what comes oil the farm. I he in
terest of the two thotii-uiid dollars wo have
now will help you some; hut it must, lie
my business to earn the other two thousand.
I went to see if Mr. Hope could advise nie
nil the rest of you had found hi in -o kind.
He ha procured ine u situutiou already, uud
I can go next week."
"What to do?"
That was my question. Mother was look
aa at her, with a face proud though sad.
Lnd father's eyes were full ot trouble aud uu-
business.
To work on a tewing niachine. Yon
u-now it is tho one thing 1 cm do well. 1
.ulked it t.ll over with Mr. Hope. 1 urn not
hnmii.'hlv eiliietiteil (lioll"h tn teaell HIIV-
h i 1 1 Lt but small chililren, an.) though I might
l akii care ut iiiy.-'i lf at that bu.-iues, I should
lover earn enough to clear the farm. I have
E.een used to a si-win machine, for three
ears, und 1 can work on one lor other peo
tie ju-.t us well as for ourselves. 1 can get
ooil wiies from tin-very first; and Mr. Hope
hinks that tiller I net u little acquainted
ilh town ways I can hire a shop uud have
iris work under ine, uml take contracts, uud
o make money very fast for a wouau "'
Her face hud kindled while she spoke, uml
,er cheeks Hush, d; she looked more like u
lueen. or what we fancy a ip.eeu ought to lie.
hull u girl wli.ie nest prospect was to earn
i good ileal ot muuey by ruuuing a sewing
nachiue.
I i'uii !) sen that father did not like thu idea.
Ho had u little pride, about such mutter
veak, to lie sure, lint, us 1 have tol.l you, he
,us weak ill some things. 1 believe lie was
going to remonstrate, it mot lev had not
siokn first, ui.il come out e'early oi: Mar
gin's side. Afterward, wlieu my .sister had
;one up ftuirs to answer her letter, mother
old us that she liked the idea not so in eh
or the liiouev t litu rli, if Murciu slinul'1
usceed, that would be a thing not to In lie
niseil as lor tho good it would uo Marcia
icrsclf. S.ie had been nliai.l, ever sine
James ill-d, ol 1 1 - falling into morbid nii-l-
uncholy, uud .-be hoped this liu.siuos would
take her thiuij'liw f'oni the one engros.-ing
subject mi ! restor the healthy tone of her'
mind. So it wus all settled, uud tho next
Monday my sister went uw ty.
You will not euro to hear the particulars
of her undei taking. She succeeded, of course,
for she was one of those persons who seem to
command s.uecess by right of nature some
royal prerogative born with them. Once in
a while sliu caino to see utk She told us she
win ('oing well ami saving mouey. In u few
months H-e knew that she had u shop of her
own, and thfli kiu had taken some large con
trac's from c'.otii.'i,' stores; but she did not
go into del tils. 81iovilway sjiokn of Mr.
Hope told us what a Ruiid friend sha hail
found him how much his influeneo had
lelped her uud wheu oice I ventured u joke
Lbout his Scotch faee.wi l h its high cheek-
ones, she resented it with a warmth which
nade me wonder if 'James llarri's successor
ere already elected; uud somehow tLo idea
k'us not pleasant to mo.
1- or ourselves, t home, wb pot along very
ell. It is strange bow many of the things
lo which one has henu uccostomml ouo find.
t easy and possible to do without, under the
reasureof ueeesaity. Hitherto we bail Doen
i the habit of speuding all the iucome from
,ur farm; and we thought, too, thut we had
been careful livers. But we manage now to
pay our rent without encroaching oil the in
terest of tbe two thousand dollars; bo we
felt thut we were gaiuiug u little all the
time. i ,
Once in n while Mr. Hope comn out to see
his p!nc. He would go all over the grounds
with futhcr, and talk patiently about , rota
tion of crops, and clover and timothy, and
buckwheat Father imid he understood things
wouilerJ'ully for a man whose life had been
passed in u town, lt was his Scotch quick
ners, I suppose. Every time he cuiiip, too,
he used to chut nn hour with mother and me,
uud hu always spoke of Murciu told what u
brave, sttong spiiit sho had, and how nobly
she was doing; till, ufter awhil. 1 pot nH
to tho idea thut they did not care for each
other, nud by and-by, when the farm wus
clear, Mr. Hope might be my brother. .
1 tried to be glad, but 1 confess the feel
ings 1 had about it were ollcu not generous.
I hope I urn not meaner or more selfish thuo
thu rest of the world, but I could not help
u,-king myself sometimes how it was that
two men hud loved Marcia and none ut ull
hud loved me. If her beuntv had answered
the question, theu why had she been made
mom beautiful than I f What was ut fault
with the iirau';einunt of things that nil th-j
sweet should come to some lives nud nil the
bitter to oi hers? Then I remembered how
hard she was working, uml felt inhumed of
myself, lint it did seem us if till her troubles
blossomed into bles!ngs. Ilow superior
Mr. Hope whs to James Harris! Indeed I
am not sure that I was getting lo think him
superior to every one.
Three years wt-nt round in this way, nud
it came the third anniversary of the day on
which thu f inn had been sold. Marciu had
Hot belli home lor some time; but she had
written that she should come home on that
day. Ho we meant to make u sort of festival
of it. We could afford to now, when, after
till, we hud not left Ingleside, uud lh;ii"shad
I'omn nut so much Letter than we had f 'ured.
Marciu deserved, loo. a generous welcome
Mother uud I had worked busiiv. getting the
liouso in perfect order, making pies and
cakes and sweeliu.-uts.uud when the day came
we were all ready We hurried through the
morning tasks, and I ) ut on u pretty fall
dress, with a bright ribbon nt my t.irout,
tit.d u bunch of scni'let leaves in i.iy hair.
Then I waited eagerly enough, for my sister.
She lia.i promised to come in the early train,
and a little past ti n I saw her walking up
from the depot, leaning on Mr. Hope's arm.
"1 think he might h ve let ::s have her to
ourselves this one d.iv," 1 said, u littlo bit
terly. '
As they drew nearer T uoticed that Marcia
hud left oil' her deep mourning. Sue wore
1. 1. o k silk, and looked ragal in it. I thought
that the thiee vents, insiead of wearing up
on her, had but deepened and enriched her
beauty. She had certainly never seemed no
po-o lo.-H as when, having put nsido her shawl
and bonnet, slie came ami stoml in the sitting-room
window, looking out on the bright
ness of the autumn day. Her tail, siiul t
figure seemed to have uequired new i leg.iuce
in the midst of tusks that would have v.raped
most women from their mil oral p ace au.l
symmetry. lie- face wi s clear, nml a bright
color flushed In r cheeks. Some seeret glad
ness kindled le r eyes and carved her lips.
I did not. wonder that Mr. Hope lookd ut
her so much: but I thought of poor James
llarris,4l rods away in his grave, and tried to
believeih.it it was only f r his memory 1
full jealous.
It is just such n day," she said, at last,
"as the oiie Inil'uiv the old farm was sold.
Do you remember, 'I io n, h..v we looked out
of this win. low lo '. llo i, and suw full er uml
inoill T in. iliiuj't heir nii urnfi.l farewell round?
Trunk Uud, and Ihanky.ri, Mr. Hope, the
farewell never came;'' uml she glanced up ut.
Ii i tn with thut wonderful light in her i y.is
nud a smile which made l.er whole face i.nl
liai.t. She looked n long time at the well-known,
well-loved scene, with the blight October
glory resting on it. Then she. went up to
filt Iter, and leaned over hiui with ihu old c;v
ressiit!; innnii'-r.
'i''ather, " blie suid, "you must owu Ingle
side again."
"Yes. daughter, if it pleases liod.1' he nn
swered, genl'V. lie had always been gentle,
and these last years had made him more so.
"It has p!eed God," she cried, impeti
ously. ' Father, I have succeeded even b -t-ter
th in n;y hopes. I gave myself five year,
to make two thousand dollars in, uud I have
iiceoaipli.-.hed it in three'"
She took out a roll of bills, and hauded
them to him.
"There it is father. Now you have only
to transfer the bank stock, ami Ingleside
will hu paid for. You in list owu itugaiu to
day." Mr Hope came forward and smiled the
old heartsotue smile which I had uoticed thut
first I inn; 1 s w him.
"Shu made inn bring the deed." he said.
"Sim hadn't patiemo tu wait twenty-four
hours lo.lger- you must own Ingleside uguin
before this sun went jlown."
Ilalf liewil.lereil, my father nttciidcd, un
der Mr. Hone's direct i .It. lo the. details of
the huinoss; uud when it was all dime hu sat
still, like one in a m ize. tinning the new
deed over in his hand. Marciu went up to
him and kissed h'.m, uud he took her into his
urnis.
ilod bless you, my child, my own child!"
lie Inealhed, fervently "i veil im through
you lie has blessed, inn beyond my hopes."
"1 said I would live till thu old pluco was
f leared!''
Marcia spoke triumphantly; ami with that
glow on her cheeks, that light iiibor eyes, I
thought she looked us if she might live for
ever. "You will nnt go back again to tcwu?"
my mother asked her. with loud anxiety.
Thu question suggested u new fear to 111 V
fit her, and lie held Marcia' baud tight, and
looked into Iter face.
"No, child, you won't go bock, will you?'
he pleaihd, searching her face with his eyes.
She stooped uml kissed him they had alwuys
been so dear o o.ich other.
"N a, father 1 shull not go back. I have
sold my le iso uud my business uml I shall
stay w ith you My work is done."
I wondered how long she would slay how
long Mr. Hope would let her slay. . Just
then he spoke to me.
"Come, Thco, they wuut Marcia to them
belves, I urn in the way nud you must take
me out of it. They cun do without you."
"Yes, every one could do without me," 1
thought, bitter'y; but I weut with him nev
tbelcs. We wandered around a little while,
and then sit down to rest In thu old arbor,
In which 1 hud sat and wept out, as I have
told yon, my girlish despair on that day
which I have culled the darkest day of my
1 i to. '
"Thno," lie began, with grave gentleness,
"T have something to tell you something I
should have told you loug ugo but for Mar
ciu." '
"I know what it is," I cried, impnliectly,
Suppose you tell me then.''
"Thut I u in to have yon lor my brother
It's nil riglit if Marciu can forget so easily.
I couldn't thut's nil."
"Couldn't you? Marcia hus been very
firm of purpose, too, about this money. A
year ago I begged her to let me give the deed
to your father, and consider the debt cancel
eil But I could not prevail upon her, though
I used ull my eloquence. It was then that I
told her what I was going t. tell you to-dny
only you forestalled ma. ly-lhe-wuy, yo i
weren't quite right in your conjecture that
w tsn't just what I I, ad to tell you."
"What was it, then?"
"That I loved voc.Theo, and want yon for
my own. I think it begun way ba.k that
first day when you came to my office. I did
not lU'knowledgo it. to my owu heart then;
but 1 think it waj my secret feeling for you
which made nie buy Ingle-dde, though I put
the matter to mvself on different grouml.
The charm deepened every time 1 saw my lit
tle lassie; and a year ego I made up my
mind that I did hot want lo do without her any
longer It was then 1 im-nt to Marcia, uud
tried to persuudo her to cotitu home, so that
yon could be spared to nie; for I would not
ho sellish enough to ask you to leave your
father and mother ulone. I found her im
movable as granite; but she begued me hard
to wait till ingleside was paid for before I
said anything lo unsettle you. Somehow she
beguiled a promise out of me, though I think
' should not have uiven it but for my uver-
bifin to subjecting you to the unpleasantness
of a long engagement. That is, you know,
if you could love mo well enough to be en
gaged lo me ut all. You have not toid me
that, Tiieo."
1 looked him straight in the eyes I meaut
to see his soul thro, mil then.
'Are you sure that you lovu me, David
Hope, me and no other?"
"Veiy sure, Then."
"And jou would rather have mo for your
wile than Mareia, beautiful uud btrong uud
gland us she is?"
"Hath? r than uny one etae iu the world, lit
tle las-ie."
Then, somehow, before I knew it. I was in
his i.rius. crying on hi shoulder. Joy tears,
though; for litis was vhu. I meant when I
spi he of the brightest day of my life.
We went iu logeuther. alter awhile, to ask
my parents for their blessing, nud they gave
it to us with full hearts.
Mr. Hope did not go back to town that
night, ll was the first night hu had passed
in Ingleside, but he would come uud po
henceforth as a son of tiie house. 1 sat up
with him a little later than the res', just lo
hear over again what it. was so very aueet to
know at bisl thut be loved inc. I began to
liini out the rare deep tenderness of this man
who.laillieilltiensliisov.il. Hi! suited IIIC
exactly. Some girls would have thought,
perhaps, thai he lacked sentiment. He d d
not idea lute me ut ail I told you iu tho first
place that hi ideality wus stnali but he
liad strong, practieal sense, and acute knowl
edge ol hum oi nature, lie knew me just us
1 wa.-j willi all my little ti inpers, and vani
ties, and follies and, just as I was, he held
mallear; so t here would never be any iisi
poiulr.ieut between us. Our engagement
was to be u si ort one, for ho said he had
waited long enough for his bride. So be on
ly gave me until Cl.rh.luius to make my mod
est preparat ions.
When at last I left him I lingered u little
at Marcia's door, and listineil to see if site
slept 1 wanted to go to le r u moment, and
re-1 my heart, burdened Willi its lu'ness of
joy, iu the quiet of her sympathy I5ut, list
teuing there, I heard her voice a low, sweet
voice always, murmur:
"My work is done. I am ready now, my
love, my love!'
lt was i.lmost the old words, nud iff seem
ed to nie like the echo of her cry of passiou
uto iouginir the day before 1 saw Mr. Hope
first. 1 knew where her thoughts were, uud
I would tint go in to mock them with my too
happy looks.
Next day Mr. Hope went uway, and Mar
cia tool; me inio her room, and niacin me
what she called a wedding present. It-was
live hundred dollars the sum of which, after
her two thousand Here safely earned, she had
sold her lease and her business.
"lt is f..r the v.edding tineries, Tiieo,
which I shall never want," she said, uud she
made uw take it. .
I looked ut her so stately, so young, bo
beautiful so much lovelier than I ever was
or could be iu any eyes suve Pavid Hope's
and I uttjred my thought, I could not help
it.
"Surely you will lovo ngain, Marcia. For-
uutfultiess comes to every cue iu time; uud
yon are too good and loo lowly not to bo
destined to make some man happy "
"I think my nature is granite, I heo, and
impressions do not wear off it very easilv;
but whether I shall forget, or whether I shall
remember, can have nothing lo do with my
m.king you u wedding present."'
So bhe lot ced me to uccept her gift; and I
hud vanity enough I, ut twenty-one. uud iu
lovu to lake real hearts delight in tho pret
ty tilings it brought nie.
Ween Christmas cainu we were married und
went away. I had not expected a journey.
To.- I kuw what a ini-y man .Mr. Hope wu;
but he made every tiling else give way, and
took me to some of the Southern cities hr.-.t,
und then for u glimps of life ut Washington.
ll was all so gay and strange und brilliant;
und I was so happy. I scarcely had time to
think about the old Irieids, tho new life was
so engios.-ing. And yet 1 did not notice
vein of sadness in my mother's letters uud I
rather wondered thut Marciu did not write
ut ull. I believe Mr. IIopo thought more
uboiit these things than 1 did, for uftcr a
while hu (,rew iu a hurry Iu go home.
We pot there one mild evening iu Febru
ary; uud the moment jUr greetings were over
tlie chtingi) iu inai'ciu struck me It was us
if the three years which us they passed had
seemed only to touch her with new grace uud
brightness had done their whole wearing
work iu these few weeks of my ubseuce. She
looked strangely old uud thai. Her lips were
colorless, uud no flush stained her checks.
Her motions, too, were slow and languid.
Wheu I asked her about it, she told me she
had not hail tinri to be tired iu three years,
so Bhe win taking it out, now. She should be
rested by-and-by when spring came.
That night, when we were alone, Mr. IIopo
told me that he thought Marciu would die
I never knew till just that moment how much
I loved her how much I had loved her all
my life. The thought of her dying seemed
like a great gulf yawning ut my feet, ready to
swallow up half the happiness of my future.
He soothed my passionate sorrow, and so
tenderly lo comfort ine that I blessed him for
it over und over in my heart. He told me
that, much as hn wanted nie with him in
town, ho hud concluded, since ho hud seen
Marcia that I ought to remaiu ut Ingleside
until there wus some charge. He would
leave nie there for the present, he thought,
and come out every night. This win. what
I had been longing, yet afraid to usk him
for I understood hint well enough now to
know that he made uo small sacrifice. We
announced our arrangement quietly the next
morning, uud I could scu how glad they all
were.
So I sepnt tho cnys with Murcin, and nt
night, came "Mr. Hope.'' in I used fondly to
call him. It was my inb frequent pet name,
and I had discovered that my steam-browed
Scotliked petting.
As the weeks ivent on I found that Marciu
grew weaker, and I knew that the rest the
spring was to bring her would bo rest iudeed
the rest wuero
"perfect dny phill shino
Through pa ce to llyt.t.''
There were times wheu it seemed to ine
I could not bear it whe I sat dumb with
woe, and watched her changed, wasting face,
uud turned away to meet the sadness in our
mother's eyes, or see my father following
liis darling with long looks of wordless grief
and despair. 1 think sun saw it too, for,
one night wheu wo were ull together, she said,
tenderly:
"If yon cu!y knew how happy I am. I think
you would not grieve for me, any of you.
it is God's great niercv which is letting me
go home to James. 1 have iiiickii for it ail
along, out l il.ireti not imiav lor it. 1 lolt. it
to my God, and lie is leading me gently."
Alter that we tried to be cheerlul in her
presence; nud before, the gusty April days
were over the end came; very suddenly, but
acelully us sleep. I was sitting by her
alone, and I saw a change. I started to call
some ono, und as 1 heard tite old, lender, :
longing cry a little altered
"faai ct.mlUL;, my love, my love!"
Years have passed since then, nud David
Hope has m.ide mo very happy. The dear
father and mother stiil live at Ingleside und 1
go to them i summer with mv boys and girls.
lint I miss Marcia, my one sister, when I
stand among the old seenes; ami sometimes,
on ii splendid uutuiii.i day such as this, I like
to live tho dead past over, und recall iii:r
image, us she was ut her brighest and her
loveliert.' uctil I seem to see her once more
a lai'uaut ghost in the old home she
woiked so hard to keep.
SiiAm.- wr Mkf.t Amis'. A Beactifci,
Kxtiiai'T. The lollowing waif ufloal on the
sea of reading.' e clip from an exchauge.
We do not. know its pateruity, but, it con
tains some wholesome truths, beautifully set
I'oi'ih:
'Man seldom think of the great event ot
death until the shallows falls across their
own path, hiding forever from their eyes the
traces of the loved ones whoso living smiles
were the sunlight of their existence. Death
is the great, antagonist of life und tho cold
thought of the tuiui) is the skelet-m at ull
leasts. We do not want to go through the
daik valley, although its passage may lead to
1'arudisc; and with Char es Lamb w do nut
want to lie down ill tim mud Jy grave, evou
with kings and princes for our bedfellows.
But the fiat of naluro is inexorable.
There is no appeal of relief from the great
law which dooms us to dust. Wo flout ish
and wu fade as the leaves of the forest, anil
the flower that blooms and withers in u day
has uo frailer hold upon life than the might
iest monarch that ever shook the earth with
his footsteps. Generations of men appear
and vanish as the grass und the countless
multitudes that throng tho world to day,
will to-morrow disappear as the footsteps oil
the shore.
In tin- beautiful drama of Ion, the ins'.incs
of immortality, so eloquently u'tered by the
death devoted Greek, finds a deep response
in every thoughtful soul. When about to
yield his young existence as a sacrilice to
shall his beloved Cleinauthe asks it they
fate, not. meet again, to which ho replies:
'I asked that dreadful question of tin) hills
that look eternal of the stars among whose
fields of azure my raised spirit hath walked
upon thy living face. I teel that there is
something iu the lo'u that mantles throng
its beauty that cannot wholly pciish. Wu
shall meet ngain, Cleuianthu.'
SATUimAV NioiiT. Somebody gets olT tlie
follouilig beautiful paragraph on the closing
night ol tho week. There is u volume of
truth in it:
Saturday night makes the people human,
sets their hearts to beating softly, as they
used to do before the world turned them into
war drums und jarred them to pieces with
tattoos. Tho ledger closes with 11 clash;
the iron door vaults come to with u bung;
up goes the shutters with it will; click goes
the key in the lock. It is Saturday night,
uud business breathes free ugain. Home
ward ho! Tho door that has been ajar all
week gently closes behind him; the world is
Mil nt out. .Shut out? Shut iu, then rather.
Here are his treasures utter all, uud not in
the vault, uud not iu the book save thu old
family liible ami not in the bank.
May be you are a bachelor, frosty and
forty. Theu povr fellow! Saturday "uight
is nothing to you, just us ou are nothing to
nobody. Get a wife, blue eyed or black
eyed, but above ull true eyed; get u little
home, no matter how little, aud a little sofa
just to hold two or two und a half, uud then
get the two or two uud u hull' iu it of a Sat
urday night, uud theu rcud this paragraph by
the light of courage.
Tint following is worth saving for future
refoenee: Lockedjuw from a rusty uail in
tbe font was eutirely cured, in four cases re
ported by Jlr. Kiukle, by applying to the
w iole spinal column, cloths saturated with
c'.iluro'orm justut tie approach of the spasm
It was repeated ut severul returns of spasm,
olwoys iiiiiucio sleep, uud fiuuily 1 ecu very.
- Haven't we got nice days f
Walking in tub Old Would. The in
creasing passion for walking-matches has
extended to the Old World, und brought t
number of llecass runners of the nomadic
tribes of Central Africa to Palis They
far ftutpns? unything done by our race.
When they cury government dispatches, they
run for days without sleep. In order to
keep their chest free, they seize with both
hand the end of a stick, which they place
horizontally behind their neck. Their stock
of provisions consist of a few dozen of dates,
and their whole cost 111110 of a pair of trowsers;
perhaps they also carry a pair of sandals,
which they put on when the ."and of the loert
becomes t.n hot to bear. On the way they
lose us little time lis possible. When they
aro out of breath, they stop, count, up to
Bixly inspirations, and continue the joun ey;
they sleep only two or three hours out of
twenty-four; uml iu order not tu oversleep
themselves, they tie 11 rope of date bark to
one foot and set it on fire. They know ex
actly how long it will burn, and when it
reaches the foot the pain makes them jump
up, on J oil' they go once more on their
errand Our Moutly Gossip, Lippiucolt's
Magazine.
' '.' riciiina Spirits lln.mi of Skver w. Per
sons Fhom Kati.no Diskaskd Pork. The
trichina fever which prevailed here to such
a fearful extent a fi w years ago, says the
Now York Sun. of Tuesday, has again brok
en on', ufresh, uml so far with equally fatal
results. After u direful scientific investiga
tion into the causes of this dreadful malady,
the savants traced it generally to rats, from
which hogs receive it hy feeding on them
in sewers und elsewhere, und these in turn
impart ft to human beings who eat largly of
pork. When thc.-o unimuculu get into the
human body and effect u lodgment, the case
is hopeless, lt was proved by this investi
gation thut boiling is the surest method of
destroying trichina 111 meat. Lust week
seven hoarders iu u German boardiug-house
iu Carlisle street, sickened with this malady
and weru taken to hospitals Two of them
died a day or two ago in the New York hos
pital, uud a piece of flesh taken from the
tirtii of one of the men while lie was alive,
when placed under the microscope, revealed
millions of those creatures, lt is ulso re
ported -that several deaths have occurred
from tho sutne cause in dill'ereut parts of the
city.
T113 IIkautii and IIo.mk says: In feeding
farm animals, remember that when vou place
food befcre an animal, it is eaten for lluce
purposes; to give muscular strength, to sup-
ply heat, or to make fat or butter. The
more a cow cousumes to supply muscular
waste, the less goes to in Ik. The more s e
needs to keep herself warm, thu less she can
yield of milk or of flesh. Coarse, rough
food, us swamp hav, butts of corn-stalks,
aud straw yield some stuich or carbon. This
is the reason why nn animal in uu opeu shed
will eat trakh which it. would niect in a
warm stable. Yet there is nothing bystarv
iug them to rough fodder. Good shelter
would be cheaper. Tho richer thu food iu
ulbuincm thu vigor und muscle it will make:
The farmer gains uioro by a few high-fed
animals lhau from much half starved, ill
housed stock.
Tiik Public Dmit The jifll.lio clelit
sltilt mt'iit lor tlio 1st of February showeil
tlie dclit was then 2 536.203 058 ( 8
The statement for tlie first of March
shows iliut it is nenv 82,5 14 336,904 38
a di'ert,ao of 81 1,8 .18.7o-J.Tt) or ol
nearly !?12,00J,000. The gold deposits
last month wars S88,732 71C,44 ; now
they are 03.741. 21)0.72 an increase of
SI 0,0 .8,48128. We had then 818,441,
332 Gii in greenbacks ; we new have 51G,
.853 520,04 in currency a decrease of
6587. 8 .'3 G2. Perhaps tho democratic;
press will try to make political capital out
of these figures.
Ckeam Pik Ono pint good sweet
cream, one egg one tablespoon even full
of Hour. oii4) pinch of salt, flavor with
lemon ami sweeten to taste Beat the
egg light, then add the Hour and stir in
to the cream The nbove is for one pie
in 11 baking dish or what suits you better,
and b;kc like pumpkin or potato pie "itl)
only un uiideici'Ui.t, put the lemon on
t!ie sugar.
.Look upward a yottg man onco
picked up a coin thut wa lying in the
road. Always after whrd. as he walked
along he kept his eyes close on tho ground
hoping to find another. And in the
course of a long lifetime, he did pick up,
at different times, - a goodly number of
coins, both gold and silver. Hut nil these
years that hu was looking for them ho
saw not that the heavens were bright
above him. lie never let his eyes turn
away lioin the tilth nod mud in which he
sought his treasure, nud when lie died
a rich old man ho only knew this fair
earth as a dirty road in which to pick up
money.
Newspaveks. Wherever I have won
dere l,.in my missionary labors, whether
in the East or West, North or SoutJi, I
have nlwiys observed that where tho
newspaper was taken by the family, there
thrift, mora!'!', aud general intelligence
were to be found. In tho log cabins jf
tho V est us soon as my eye caught sight
of a newspaper, 1 thought to myself
Here at least, I will find morality, intelli
gence, courtesy, and welcome as a gar
den ripe to receive tlie gospel seed ! ' and
I as seldom mistaken. On tlie contrary
where neither newspapers nor good ho -ks
were lo uo seen, there ignorance, lugotrv,
superstition aud grossness were found iu
all their forms. Ye, I havo often
thought that the newspaper was the
pioneer ot civilzatton. aim tit. I much to
make the" ay easy for the successful la
iiors 01 tlie home missionary. Lorenzo
Dow.
Miss Palmer, the actress, lias become
Mil. Daoiol Handmann, the actor. .
Anecdote ok Gknerai'WasaiSgtos.
Washing'oti had accepted an invitation ,
from Arnold to breakfast with liitn at
West Point on the very day tho plot was
discovere 1, but was prevented from keep"
ing his engagement by what men call
chance by the earnest request, pamely,
of nn officer, near whose stalion they
passed to spend the night there irnd in
spect some works in the neighborhood.
Nextdav. while Washington, with his
starl, including La Fayette, were seated
nt table nt this officers quarters, n dispatch
ns brought to the American general,
which he iminedfately opened and read,
then laid it down without comment
No alteration was visible in his counted
nance, but lie remained perfectly silent.
Conversation, dropped among his suit,
and. nfter some minutes, the general,
beckoning La Fayette to follow him pass
ed to an ioner apartment, turned to his
young friend without uttering n syllable,
placed the dispatch in his bands, and then,
giving away lo an ungovernable burst of
feeling, fill on his neck and sobbed aloud.
The effect produced on tlie young French
marquis, acciistonieii to regain ins gen
eral (cold u :d dignified in his usual man
ner) as devoid ot the usual weakness of
humanity, may be imagined "I believe,''
said La Fayette in relating this anecdote,
" that tins was the only occasion, throuh
out that long and sometimes hopeless
struggle, that Washiongton ever gave
way. even for a moment, under a reverse
of fori nne 5 and perhaps 1 was the only
human being who ever witnessed 111 htm
an exhibition of feeling so foreign to Ids
temperament. As it was, he recovered
himself before I had perused the commu
nication that had given rise to his emo
tion ; and when we returned to his staff
not a trace remained on his countenance
either of grief or despondency." Lip
piiicM's jlci'jazine.
"1vkk ok Tu ek." A sad story is con
nect cil with the name of the writer of
the beautiful song, ' Ever of Thee,"
which lias been sung and admired Ly so
many in this country and Europe.
Foley Hall was a gentleman by birth
and education. Wealthy in Ids own
right, with large expectations, he led a
heedless life not choosing his associates,
but allowing himself to be drawn into the
society of tlie vicious. His property
soon disappeared anrt lie was left without
resources sufficiently to buy his daily
bread. Vff musical talents liad been
highly cultivated, but as he never needed
them ho scarcely knew to what degree
they couhl be made available. In his
distress, however, he wrote his charming
song, Ever of Thee." A London pub
lisher gave l im one bundled dollars for it 5
but .that amount, with such a speiit'iiiilt,
would not last long. He wrote other
songs, but the money not coming as fast
as he wished, in a weak moment hn forged
the name of his 'publisher, mid although
every effort was made (even by tho pub
lisher) to save him. it uns of no use, and
poor Foley Hall went to Newgate, and
died broken, hearted bcfoio his trial caino
on.
Beautiful Swiss Custom The horn
of tho Alps is employed in the mountain
ous districts of Switzerland not solely
to the sound of the cow call, but for an
other purpose, solemn and religious. As
soon as the' sun has dissappeared in the
valleys, and it- last rays are just glimmer
ing on the snowy summits of the moun
tains, the herdsman who dwells on tlie
loftiest, takes his horn and trumpets forth
'Praise God the Lon. ! " All the
herdsmen in tho neighborhood lake their
horns ami repeat tho words. This often
continues a quarter of an hour, while on
all sides of the mountains echo the name
of God. A solemn stillness follows;
every individual offers his secret prayer
on bended knees and uncovered head.
Hy this time it is quite dark. 'Good
night! ' is repeated on all thu mountains
from the horns of the herdsmen and tho
clefts of the rocks. Then each lies down
to rest.
Vmtr few changes have been 111 tile in tho
standing committees of the Senate. Mr.
lu'ssenden has tho chairmanship of the Coin
mil tee on A pm-onrintious. in iduce of Mr.
Morrill of M aiuc, uud Mr, Morton the Com
mittee ou Manufactures, instead uf Mr.
hprague. Mr. Ilarlau relieves Mr. Hender
son in the chairmanship of the Couiiuilteu
011 Indian Affairs. Mr. Scott, the new '
Pennsylvania Seuator, has been assigned to
the Cuintnillees on Cluims, Naval Affairs,
aim, more iinportuu', 1'uciQc ltuilroudi
Nova Scotia has not been m-ikir.g idle
threats to unite her de.-,tinii a with the ITnit.
ed States rather tbun submit to an fi.li.tiw
imd compulsory udliesinii to the Canadian
Dominion. A powerful sentiment is report
ed to ex-bt in favor of annexation. If it
were one of tho beauties of monarchy to
grant to her appanages the privileges ol free
expression of opinion, u vast mujorii v of tho
people of that htilo province would "duclarn
for the Bchemo.
Woman and Wine. Joba Bright lately
bore testimony to "the excessive use of wine
by ladies" iu Kngland, ud the Amkb:ca
I'KBsuvrKKiAN asserts that in this country
"in whut is kuown us fashioiiuulo circles,
the use of wine Uy womeu is nearly as com
mon us its use by limn." The meu who use
it have uo busiuess to find fault, of course,
but if wa ueed 11 reform movement to save
ueedle-womeu from heurtless employers we
certainly ueed oue to save fashionable womeu
from themselves. Whut with wiue sipping
mutch-muking, polities might seem a fortu
nate diversiou, ouly it has too uuch of
both already. , : t ,, . ,