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POU THE JEFFEUSONIAN.
Tour and One.
f BY A.. It. CURRFLI.
'Ella four and Lola one,
Full of frolic, life anil fun
Number Four can skip and run,
And she her advantage knows,
Chatting, singing, as she goes,
What little One by gesture shows.
Now they watch the door and street,
Vieing anxiously to greet
The li rat echo from my feet;
Never did a cuiiqucrmg king
.Know such hearty welcoming
As my little Numbers bring.
Number Four is on my knee,
Hugging, kissing, loving me
Little One sits poutingly,
With hor hand across her eyes,
Heaving little touching sighs,
Not to ripen into cries.
.. . '
They are both upon my knee,
Laughing, playing merrily,
Childhood s 'sweet hilarity :
Sharing equal in their bliss,
' Their unbounded happiness
Mine comes not much short ol this.
Del. Water Gap, Christmas, 1S5S.
THE
CHRISTMAS GLUT.
BY HORATIO ALGER, JR.
Heavily, heavily fell the snow, cover
ing the dark brown earth already hard
ened by tbe frofct, with a pure white cov
ering. As the rain falls alike upon
iust and upon the uniust. so to too
tin
kindred mes:
knows
no distinction of perous. visiting all
like
forgetting
none, a
ud
UOilU.
inclemency of the season. Through
n
tJie
visor of his cap, which had
become
tached in the middle
having a
connec
tion only at two eztreoiitieji, might be
ween his rich brown hair. Notwithstand
ing the drawback of his coarse and 11
fitting attire, it was evident that he pos
sessed a more than ordinary share of
boyish beauty. But just at present1 his
brow is overcatt with a shade of anxiety
and his frame trembles with the cold
from which he is so insufficiently shield
ed. It is a handsome street, that in which
he is standing. On either side he be
holds the residences of those on whom
Fortuno Las showered her favors. Bright
lights gleam from the parlor wiudows,
aud shouts of mirth and laughter ring
out upon the uiht.
All is joy and brightness aud festivity
within those palace homes. The show
flakes fell idly against the window panes.
They cannot chill the hearts within, nor
place a bar upon their enjoyment, for
this is Cbrittuias eve,
long
awaited at
length
which
arrived. Christmas eve. around
so many youthful anticipations
cluster, has enjoyments peculiarly its own
over which the elements, however boister
ous, have no control. Yet to some,
Christmas eve brings more fcorrow than
enjoyment, serving only to heighten the
contrast between present poverty and dis
comfort aud past afilucnce.
But all this titac we have left our lit
tle hero Ehiverin in the street.
Cold and uncomfortable as he was, as
well as anxious in uiiud, for he had lost
Lis way, and knew not how to find it a-
gain, be could not help forgetting his sit- i
uotion for tiie time in witnessing the
oeue which met his eye, as for a momeut
ho ttood in front of a handsome resi
dence on the south hide of the street.
The curtains were drawn aside, so that
by supporting himself on the railing he
Lad au unobstructed view of tho scene
within.
It was a spacious parlor, furnished in
& style elegant but not ostentatious In
the centre of the apartment was a Christ
mas tree, brilliant with tapers, which
were gleaming from every branch and
twig. Gifts of various kinds were hung
upon the tree, around which were gath
ered a group of thre childreu, respect
ively of eight, six and lour years. The
"eldest was a winsome fairy, with spark
ling eyes and dancing feet. Tho others
were boys, who were making the most of
this rare opportunity of bitting up after
9 o'clook. At a littlo distance stood Mr.
Binstnoor and his wife, gating with un
alloyed enjoyment at the happiness of
their children.
While Lizzie was indulging in expres
sions of delight at the superb wax doll
wbich.St. Nicholas had so generously
provided, her attention was for a moment
drawn to the window, through which she
distinctly saw the figure of our hero, who
as wc hare said, had iu his eagerness
In one of the principal streets of Newjajori of whom he had lost whatover lit
York stood aboy of some twelve years. t!e distrust he had at first felt.
His clothimg was poor, and too scanty to A moment afterwards and the boy
afford a fcufiieient protection against thejstepped into the spacious parlor." To
! raised himself upon the railing outside,
m'ordcr to obtain a bettor view, She ut
tered an exclamation of surprise,
j 'Why, mother, there's a boy looking in
f at the window. Just look at him.'
. Mrs. Dinsmoor looked in the direction
indicated, and saw the li tie boy, without
' his perceiving that attention bad been
' drawn toward bim.
'Some poor boy,' she remarked to her
ihusbaud,ina compassionate tone, 'who
loses for a moment the sensation of his
own discomfort iu witnessing our happi-
rncss. See howcagcrly ho looks at the
tree, which no doubt appears like some
thing marvelous to him.'
'Why can't you let him coroe in?' ask
ed Lizzie, eagerty. 'He must be very
cold out there, with the snow flakes fall
ing upon him. Perhaps he wouidlike to
see our tree uear too.'
'Very well and kindly thought of, ray
little girl,' said Mr. Diusinoor, placing bis
h.and for a moment upon her clustering
I locks. 'I will follow your suggestion, but
li must do it carefully, or he may be
! frightened and run away before he knows
j what are our intentions.'
! So speaking, Mr. Dinsmoor
! cautiously to the front door aud
jit suddenly. Tho boy, startled
moved
opened
by tho
(sound, turned towards Mr. Dinsmoor
with a frightened air, as if fearing that
I he would be suspected of some improper
i motive.
'Indeed, sir,' said he, earnestly, 'I
jdidn't mean any harm, but it .looked so
bright and cueerlul inside that 1 couidn t
help looking in.'
'lou have cone nothing
wronjr,
my
boy,' said Mr. Dinsmoor, kindly. 'But . his own mismanagement, but from a gen
you must be cold here: come in, and you eral commercial panic which all at once
will have a chance to see more comforta
bly than you now do
The boy looked a little doubtful, for
to him, neglected as he had been by tbe
rich and prosperous all his life, it was
very difficult to imagine that he was act
ually iuvited to euter tho imposin man
sion before him as a euest. Perhaps Mr.
Dinsmoor divined his doubts, for he con- .
tinued: j
'Come, you must not refuse the invita-
tion. "There are some little people iusidc '
: who would be verv much disnnnointed if
fl.Jvrm should, hinco it was rhnxr who c.nin- '
: missioned me to invite you
I am sure sir, I am very
uch
oblig-
passing byieu both to them and to you,' said the boy,
gratefully, advancing towards Mr. Dins-
juim, whose nomc oUereti tew attractions
de-iand 'ew comlorts, the scene which spread
before him might well seem a scene of
enchantment.
'Lizzie,' said Mr. Dinsmoor, 'come for
ward and welcome your guest. I would
introduce him to you, but unluckily I do
not know his name.'
'My name is Willie Willie Grant,'
was the boy'M reply.
Then, Willie Grant, this is Miss Liz- rcssmgly on the brown locks ot Unarlie,
zie Dinsmoor, who is, I am sure, glad to tu0 widest of the two boys. "It will be a
see you, since it was at her request that uaru acrifioe for you to leave tho stu
I invited you to enter.' j dles to which you are so much attached,
Willie raised his eyes timidly, and bent aDtl enter a store, as you will be obliged
them for a momeut on tbe bingularly , do.'
beautiful child, who had come forward i "Ah. I had not thought of that " mnr-
aud frankly placed her hand in his.
There is something irresistible in
witchery of beauty, and Willie felt a warm
glow crimsoning his cheeks, as, for a mo
meut forgetful of everything else, he bent
his eye earnestly upon Lizzie. Then an
other feeling came over him, and with a
look of shame at his scauty aud ill-fitting accomodate myself to it. It. is a heavy
garments, he dropped her hand and in- . trial, but we must-try to think that it will
voluntaril' shrank back, as if seeking to ultimately eventuate in our good."
screen them from sight. At tho auction of Mr. Dinsmoor's houso
Perceiving the movement, aud guessing ' apd furniture, the whole property, with
its cause,. Mr. Dinsmoor, with a view to outesception, was kuocked off to a young
dissipate these feelings, led Harry aud , man who seemed apparently of twenty
Charlie, tbe younger boys, and told them two or three years of age. He was able
to make acquaintance with Willie. With
loud shouts of delight they displayed the
various gifts which St. Nicholas had bro't
them, and challenged his admiration.
Everything was new to Willie. His
childhood had not been smiled uoon bv '
I "1
fortune, and the costly toys exhibited e- J
licitcd quito as much admiration as they
could desire.
I Occupied in this way, his
constraint
gradually wore on to such a degrco that
ho assisted Charlie and Harry in trying
their new toys. Soon, however, the reo
olleetiou that it was growing late, aud
that he had yet to find his way home,
came to him, and taking his old hat he
said to Mr. Dinsmoor, iu an embarrassed
manner:
'My mother will be expecting me home
and I should already have been thero but
that I lost my way, and happened to look
in at your window, and you were so kind
as to let me come in '
Where docs your mother live, my lit
tle fellow?' asked Mr. Dinsmoor.
'On Street.'
'0, that is not far off, I will myself
show you the way, if you will remain a
few minutes longer.'
Mr. Dinsmoor rang the bell and order
dered a plate of cake and apples, as he
conjectured they would not bo unaoeepti
ble to his little visitor.
Meanwhile Lizzie crept to her mother's
sido and whispered ;
Willie is poor, isn't he?'
Yes. What makes you ask!'
I thought he inuat . be, booauso his
clothes looked so thin and. patched.
'Don't you think he would like a Christ
mas present, mother!'
'Yes, my darling. Ilavo you any
thing to give him?'
'I thought, mother, perhaps you would
let Me give him my five dollar gold piece.
I think that would be better than any
playthings. May I give it?'
'Yes, my child, if you are really willing.
But are you quito sure that you will not
regret it aftcwards?'
'Yes, mother," and Lizzie ran lightly
to the little box where she kept her trea
sure, and brought it forth and placed it
in William's hand.
"That is your Christmas present.
said
she gaily.
Willie looked in surprise.
"Do you mean it for me I" ho asked in
a half bewildered tone.
"Yes, if you like it."
"I thank you very much for your kind
ness," said Willie earnestly, "and I will
always remember it."
There was something in the boy's car
nest tone which Lizzie felt as an ample
recompense for the little sacrifice she had
made. Mr. Dinsmoor fulfilled his pro
mise and walked with Willie as far as
the street in which he lived, when, focl
incr sure that he could no longer mistake
his way, ho left bim.
Mr. Dismoor, whom we have introduced
to our readers, was a prosperous merch
ant aud counted his wealth by hundreds
of thousands. Fortunately his depositi
on was liberal, and he made tbe poor
sharers with him in tho gifts which fortune
had so liberally showered upon him.
Notwithstanding tho good use which
he made of his wealth, be was fated to
experience reverses resulting not from
involved in ruin many whoso
were large and whose credit
fortunes
was long
established. In a word, Mr. Dinsmoor
failed.
Eleven years had rolled by since the
Christm as night on which our story opens.
Lizzie had not belied the promise of her
eirlbood. but had developed into a radi-
antly beautiful girl. Already her hand
had been sought in marriage, but as yet
8ue aa1 SeeD no one whom she could look
at w'tD tuat affection, without which mar
riage would be n mockery.
Obarlio and HarrV, too. Eh
ven years
hadchanged
boys of four
thorn, not a little. . Even
and sis had become fine
naauly youths of fifteen and seventeen.
Tiie eldest had entered college. Harry,
however, who was bv no means studious.
had entered his-father's counting-room.
That was a sorrowful night, on which
Mr. Dinsmoor made known to his affec
ted wife the bankruptcy which was in
evitable. Still sadder, if possible, was
the sale which it enforced of tbe house
which they had so long occupied, the
furniture which had become endeared to
them by memory and association, and
the harsh interruption which loss of for
tune put to all their treasured schemes.
"My poor boy," said Mrs. Dinsmoor,
sorrowfully, a3 she placed her hand car-
j mured Charlie. "It will indeed be a sac
the rificc, but, mother, I would not care for
that it you could onlv bo soared the tri-
als to which
... -
you will be exnosod from
poverty.
n
"Thank you for your consideration, my
child ; but do not fear that I shall not
to secure it at a price much beneath its
reai vaiue, ior times were liara ana mo
ney scarce, so that he had but a few com
petitors. Mr. Dinsmoor did not hear his
name and the pressure of sad thoughts
prevented his making the. inauirv.
CJ i J
Possebsion was to be given in one week,
Meanwhile Mr. Dinsmoor sought out a
small house in an obscure part of the
town, which iu point of cleganee and con-
veuience tormed a complete contrast to
tho one ho had formerly occupied. Ho
felt, however, that, it would bo all his
scauty salary as clerk (Tor he had secured
a situation in that capacity) would enable
him to afford.
Lizzie looked with a rueful face at the
piano, as a dear friend, from whom she
must henceforth ho separated, it being
quite too costly a piece of furnituro to bo
retained in their reduced circumstances.
Her proficiency in music, for which she
had great taste, made her regret doubly,
sinco she might with it have added, to the
resources of the family by giving, musio
lessons.
On the last evening in whieh they wore
to remain in the old house, their sad
thoughts wero broken in upon by a ring
at the bell.
Can thoy.not leave, us to enjoy ;the last
evening in quiet?' said Charles half petu
lantly. Immediately afterwards there entered
a young man, in whom Mr. Dinsmoor
recognized tbe purchaser of the house.
I need not bid you welcome,' said he,
smiling faintly, eince you havo a better
right liero now than myself. Had I been
told three months since that this-would bo
I would not hafc believed it, but we can- j
not.always forsee. I shall be prepared
to leave to-morrow.'
'I shall be better satisfied if you will
remain,' said the young man, bowing.
'How do you mean!?
Simply that -as this house and furni
turc'are now mine to do with, as I like, I
choose to restoie you the latter, and
offer, you the use of the former,
rent free, as long as you chooso to occu
py it.'
Vbo then arc you,' asked Mr. Dins
moor, iu increasing surprise, 'who can be
so kind to utter Btr angers with no claim
upon you?'
'You,are mistaken. You havo a claim
upon me. . ShalL 1 tell you what it. is?
Eleven years ago to-morrow, for to-morrow
ia Christmas day, a poor boy who
had known none of the luxuries and but
few of the comforts of life, stood in tho
street. His mind was ill at ease, for he
had lost his way. But as ho walked on,
he beheld a blaze of light issuing from a
widdow, from your window, and arou5ed
by curiosity he looked in. Around a
Christmas tree brilliant with light, a hap
happy group were assembled. As he
stood gazing in, he heard the front door
open, aud a gentleman came out and in
vited him to enter. Ho did so, and tbe
words of .kindness and the Christmas gift
with which he departed havo not left his
remembrance. Seven years passed, and
tho boy's fortune changed. An uncle,
long suppbsed to bo dead, found him out
and whenkhe actually died, left him the
heir of a large ataout of wealth. Need
I say that I am that boy, and my name
is Willie Grant?'
The reader's imagination can easily
9upply the rest. Provided with capital
by his young friend, Dinsmoor again em
barked in business, and this time nothing
occurred to check his prosperity. Char
ley did not leave college, nor did Lizzie
lose her piano. She gained a husband,
however, and had no reason to rogret the
train of events which issued from her
CmtiSTiviAS Gift.
It was a cold, dull evening, late in the
fall, and it had been raining dismally all
the day. Charley had been pressing his
little red nose against the window pane,
looking at the troubled -pools' before the
door, and wondering if the sky were sor
ry that the beautiful leaves had fallen,
that tho trees were all black and bane,
aud tho bright flowers had died in their
beds.
At last he turned sighiug away from
the window, and came to his mother, who
was sitting every sadly by the fire, but he
knew they could not have any more, for
since his father had moved to the West
he. had been very much changed, and no
longer seemod to havo money to buy any
thing.
AftcTr sitting awhile with his head upon
his little palm, Charley began
"Mother, I mean to do a great deal
for you when I am a little older; you shall
have a warm fire, and something very
good to cat, every day."
His mother smiled when she heard
Charley's sweet voice, for ho was her on
ly child, and wished always to please hor.
So she said gently
"What will you do, Charley, and when
will you be. old enough?"
"Oh, mother! you want some one to
help yon so much that I thiuk God will
let me grow very fast. " I shall be six
years old next week, and perhaps I shall
be old enough then. I mean to begin to
work on ray birthday. 'But,' added be
half doubtingly, 'if 1 should not bo big
enough, and you can't have nothing to
eat perhaps I will sell Hover."
Here his voice trembled a little and he
stooped to caress the shaggy hide of his
fav6rite a young Newfoundland, brought
from hia loved Eastern home. Just then
a heavy, uncertain step was hoard, and
Charley's bright lips grew pale.
"Is it father?" said he inquiringly.
"Yes," sighed his mother, 'I wish you
wero in bed, Charley."
The door opened, and thero1 onto re'd a
man, with his hair disordered, and bloo'd
shot oyes.
"What are you doing here, you young
rascal?' criod he, angrily, 'to bed with
you this minute!"
Charley trombliugly prepared to obey,
but poor, unfortunato Hover, happen
ing to be too uear the fire, receiv
ed a heavy kick, and was sent with a
mournful howl to the other end of tho
room. Charley's spirit was aroused.
"0, father, do not kick poor Hover, he
did not kuow "
"What! do you pretend to dictate to
me, you young scamp?" cried his father
in a paroxysm of rage. 'I think I will
teaoh you and your dog both better man
ners,' and he reached down from the wall
a heavy walking stick. Charley's moth
er grasped his arm, but ho shook her
rudely off.
"Do uot whip tho child," she gasped;
and poor little Charley stood with hia
large eyes full of terror and, two round
(ears chasing down his.palo cheeks'. But
the angry man advanced, resolutely, with
stick upraised, when Hover suddenly
sprang forward, snatohed it from his hand
and broke it iu his strong teeth. Now
his rage knew no bounds, and Charley
and his mother stood mute with terror,
as amid a shower of missiles tho dog was
driven howling out of doors.
"As for you, sir," cried he, turning
back iufo the room, 'you will spend tho
night in the cellar;' and ho dragged him
towards the door leading' to the little'
I damp vault under the rude dwelling, and
j as Charley's mother staggered half faint
j ing against the wall, she saw bis sweet
j blue eyes very large aud wild with dread,!
I and heard his imploring voice
"I am very sorry: don t shut me up
the dark, not in tho dark, dear father
But ho'unclasped his little clinging hands
and shut and locked the door.
Poor Charley ho Bat trembling upon
the cold floor, and hoard his mother's Sad
; voice, and his father's angry words, till
! at. last albw.as still, and he thought they
slept, though it was strange that'raother
j could laavo him alone. He did not know
j that she lay inaensiblo from the effect of
' a blow by h"i3 brutal father, before atart
' ing to spend the night at the tavern.
It was very dark down in that
J damp cellar and Charley always loved to
: see a light somewhere; but he was a bravo
S littlo fellow, and to pass the time away,
! and to give bim pleasant thoughts, be
sang very lofty a part of hh little hymn:
"He who spread out the'.sky,
That broad blue canopy
Who made tho glorious sun, v
The moon to shine by night,
The stars with eyes so bright,
He loves thee little one :
repeated the last line with great empha-.
sis, to encourage himself,
"He loves thee little one."
And Charley's mother, half recovering
trom her strange stupor smileu. ior sne
thought she heard the far echoes of some
angel choir, and she dreamed of heaven,
but poor Ufaarley did not dare sleep, Ior
in the midst of his singing he heard a
tery strange noise, aud his bravo little
heart began to beat. But he said to him
self courageously : "It's a rat, Charley
I know it's a rat," but his lips quivered
sadly. Soon there wa3 a long, low growl,
and Charley clasped his little hands and
prayed : "0 God, if that is a lion or a
bear, do shut up its mouth and mako him
stay tho other side of the cellar; don't
let it eat me!" But uo! it was poor Hover,
who had disoovored that Charley waa
there, and finding a hole through which
to thrust his dear, faithful uose, was try
ing to tell bim that he sympathized with
him. So Charley very gladly crawlod
over as ne'ar Hover as he could, and lay- j
ing bis curly head upon the ground, over
come with weariness,
i. I-- nri
uu mepi. n utu
Charley's mother was conscious enough
to remember all that happened, she tried
to raiae and release her littlo boy ; but
when she had dragged herself to tho door,
she had no strength to burst the lock aud
so sat helpless and miserable till morning.
In the first gray dawn, her huband came
sullenly home, and throwing her the key,
told her to "bring the rascal up, if he
could behave."
When Charley was aroused from the
troubled sleep, he was too stiff and sore
to walk, and he was carried up and placed
upon bis little bed. All day long he
seemed in pain, aud at night a heavy lever
set in. His cheeks glowed brightly and
a wild light jlcamcd in hia troubled oyes.
A few- days past, and it was Charley's
birthday, but he did not know it. He
was talking talking all the time but
his mother wept to hear him ; and his
now sober father, as he jtood by his bed,
was filled with remorse. Sometimes Char
ley would beg uot to be left iu the dark,
sometimes he would faucv some terrible
animal near him, and call to his mother
in n nonnv nf trrnr nnd sometimes, in
bin delirium, he would hold long talk with
Hover. Then the poor dog, who lay by
his bedside, would lift his Ion-' silken
ears, and" with eyes full of distress give a
long, mouruful whine. It was raining too
and Charley seemed to kuow it aud be
troubled.
But at last he slept, when he awoke it
was late in tho evening. Charley turned
hia languid eyes, and smiled to see his
patient, lo?ing mother'beside him.
"Does it rain now ?" he asked faintly,
as she clasped him in her arms.'
"No, dear Charley."
"May I see the stars then ?" and she
carried him to the window.'
It was a beautiful sight after storm and
Charley gave a long sign of pleasure.
After gazing a long time upon the bril
liant sky, he said softly :
"If any oue should dio to-night, mo
ther, it would bo very bright all the way
to heaven." Then he folded his fair little
palms, and tho long lashes dropped wea
rily upon his. pale checks.
"He ia very tired and sloops again"
said his mother.
But old Aunt Katy, who stood near,
took in her wrinkled hand one slender
wrist and found it pulseless, and said,
weeping :
"Would
I were iu thy place, sleep
lamb for thy happy little spirit has gouej
home and far bovond tho stare, tho pure
in heart has had its long .desire, and is litan taste and skill, has had. .KugHh'a
looking upon God." j slivered cane picked up, brou-ht ittgl
Charley's father took a solemn vow carved into beautiful! rings lor Cjb'nsJ
over tho motionless form of his little son, j mas presents. ' ' "
and from that bitter hour was a chauged , . -i. a '
and better mau, ttriviug ever to comfort .H0 who:hates4ii neighbor lVmittera
bis broken hearted wife, who never again bio himself, aud makes all urouddh'fui
received aught but kindness from lip or fcel.miscrablq : V
hand of her husband. . . j , - - ';..'.. . .. . - .-cvi
Tint Hover- mourned and rdncd dailv.l a i i s.-. ..udatVr-
and the snow of caily winter Tound him
dead upon Charley s gravo.-iY. Y. Ev.
a w '
RgrD. D. G. M. Hon. J. M. Porter,'
of Easton, has beou appointed by the
Grand Lodge of A.Y. M,of Pennsylvania,
District Deputy Grand Master for tho
counties of Northampton and Lehigh.
OUIGINAL DOMESTIC REGElTPIS!
(From the Genese Farmer.)
To make a boiled Indian STsk Pudding;.
Take one quart of bjuttcrinilk, two egj,
one tea-
poonful of 3oa: add meal etfouh
ink,,.. firnn frt ' f l.1.,l,Jf
ter and let it boil one hour. Bat ifwjtfjf
sauce to suit the taste. ,
For a baked Pudding.
Set to boiling one quart of smcet Jifiik
then add two eggs well Soaren, wiClf tlfrlo
table-spoonaful of Indian dealjtml 6.naf
fiour blikeMt'threounrtors oTT-au'Wurt
Serve with cream and sugar. . ?
A nice Dish of Baked Bes "
Parboil half an hour; adding a ilitle
soda ; then pouroff the water' and"ricfte
them ; add-your pork, already nclci'l,
cover them with water and let tham boil
an hour, adding a teaspoouful of sugar to
every quart of beans ; then put them in
a baking dish and let them brown" nicely!
Soft Ginger Cake. :
Three cups flour, one cup melted but
ter, two cups molasses, four egg?, oip
tea-spoon of ginger, one tea-spoou salax
atus ; beat well.
Another Ginger Cake. :?
Put one table-spoonful of butter ina
tea-cup, with two table-spoons of loppered
milk, nearly fill the tea-cup with melos-
scs, or
quite
mi is ir yon
like it very
sweet
add one
tea-spoon
ot
salcratus,
half a table-spoon of ginger,'and wq. and
a halt tea-cups
of Sour.
Twice this
measuro makes a
nice cake.
To Remove Grease from Books.- '
Lay upon the spot a little mauta
or powdered chalk, and under it the ?ariTe;
set it ou a warm flat-iron, and as sodn as
tho grease is melted it will be all absorbei
and leave the paper clean. f
The Heart in the Wrong Place.
A Cincinnati paper states that- a.day"
or two ago a man died who had boen for
some moths an iutimate of one of the hos
pitals of that city, and whoso disease has
exhibited such peculiar and unkown symp
toms to baffle the greatestskill of tbe best
physicians. Under the circumstances it
was deemed adviseabie to m.-ikn noet
1 r . . . i
mortem examination, when it was
found
lu:u iu tee uiapnragm was a
larse
bole,
and that the intestines: had been forced
up, ana had pressed the heart ironi its
natural position over to the right aide of
his body, where it. had performed it
functions for several years; the man him
self having been prevented from his daily
labor only for tho last two years. Thero
are many people in every co aim unity
Whose hearts are not -in the richt plaee
although they seem to perform their phyt
ieal functions without derangement.
A Kan Suddenly Struck Dumb. p!
We saw in tho city on Saturday mor
ning last, a Mr. Muchmoore, a young far
mer of Butler Co., who is the victim of a
sudden and remarkable loss of speech.
It seems that about a week ago, while in
the full enjoyment of health, with no ail
ment whatever, he suddenly lost all pow
er of spoech. He could not utter a word.
He has not suffered in the least with a
U,SCBS0 0i ti;B inroar, nor was ne at tho
nme DOr 'f ue S1DCC troubled with anj
S!ckne33 whatever. Indeed, with thie
if r?;ctir011' ,ho 'ia enjoio' perfect
heJIto- illc Ia9t daJ or tw0 lt has.bapn
aV . . u: l"utlliy lu "" a &lIgQl wnisper
which may .be understood. He is iu hope
that this is the forerunner of the restor
ation of bis voice.
It is a moat singular
case, throughout. Cincin.
Daihf Times.
This country is fast becoming noted fer
its toadyism. To onucaer&te the differ
ent ways in which this feeling shows' it
self is uoedlesa. Tbe fact U potent to tho
eyes of every man who walks pur streets.
Good clothes and plenty of money every
where command a deference and respect
whioh is denied tohonesf toil and the hat
is often raised to puppius in broadoloih,
that remains firmly seated in the presence
of God's noblest work, au honest uisn.
Illustrations of the fact, thnt soft hand l
and empty heads are thought proforjaWs
to brains and industry come within our
Inotico every day as wo pass al(nr arar
streets. - - -"sw
Charms.
enterprising jeweler ib atiton
has found and cut up that brick wlih
Montgomery of Pennsylvania sbi at
the leg of English of Indiaua, iittMhe
most delightful "charms" to adorn tbe
t . , - 1T ' - .
watchchaioa of the sporting fraternity.
Another, not to be outdone in motropo-
i- ttrtiiii rr- 111 i iw'iiif'i 11 71 vi ikt n tihta i
tUl ,?tho olfrae of truo lot ifo '
run smooth took, his planunder hft
arm when he went courting,
: -i.-r
Mrs. Partington speaking of thera.Tia'
manner iu wblcluevil deeds areiperptr.aV
ted, said, that it only requires two swohnti
to fiht a duel.