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VOL. X. NO. 51. TIONESTA, PA., MARCH 27, 1878.
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William Fraud Bnrtletl.
Oh woll may Ehhcx Bit forlorn
BoHide her sea-blown Bhore;
Her well-beloved, her noblest born
li hcr in life no more. , ; ' ' 1 1
It early from the mother' fido
Hor favorite child went forth,
llor pride no amply justified
Iii In a hoto's birth.
No lfipno of yearn enn r nder less
Her inomory's Mcrod clnitn;
Ko fountain of forgotfulneHS
Can wet the lips of fame.
A griof alik'o to wound nnd heal,
A thought to soothe and pain,
The Had meet piiclo that mothers, fori
Jo her must still ronoain. (
Good men and true alio has not lacked,
And bravo men yet shall be;
The i rfoct flower, the crowning fact,
Of all her yearn was ho 1
Aa Galahad pure, as Merlin sago, A
What worthier knight wan found
To grace in Arthur' golden age
The fablod Table Kout dV
A voice, the battle' trumpet-note,
To welcome and restore j
A band, that all unwilling Hmoto,
To beal and build once more !
A Foul of fire, a tender heart,
Too warm for hate, be knew
The generous victor's graceful part.
To sheathe the tword he drew.
Tho more lhan Sidney of our day,
Above tho sin and wrong
Of civil strife, he heard alway
The angel's Advent song !
When Earth, aa if on evil dreams,
Looks back upon her wars,
And the white light of Christ outstreams
From the red disk of Mara, '. ;
HiB fame, who lo 1 the stormy van
Of battle well may cease,
But nevi r that which crowna the man
Wuo.-e victory was Peace. . ,. ,
' Mourn, Essex on thy sea-blown ahore
Thy beautiful and bravo,
Whose fuiling band the olive bore, ,
Whose dying Hps forgave! i
lif t age lnmont the youthful chief,
And tender eyes he dim; .
-The tears are more of Joy than grief ,
That fall for one 1 ko Lim !
J. a. U'Mtlkr in Atlantic Monthly.
Maud Pennyfeather's Ambition.
It was an exhilarating spectacle that
the people of Chepachet beheld one
January afternoon : the picture of
grown man pulling nnd tugging a small
boy along Mam street, lbe man was
Mr. Johu Denike ; the bov. Terry Mc
Guire. Of the ludicrouaness of the
scene Mr. Deuiko was not unconscious,
HiB fuco wan red, and wore an expres
sion of mingled vindictivenesa and
shame. To add !to his discomfiture.
young lady, coming in an opposite di
reotion, checked her steps as she ob
served his plight, and then stopped in
his way.
, The bov promptly began to howl.
"Oh. Miss Pen'feather 1" he piteous
ly cried, " he s taking me to the jug.
-" Why. Terry I" she exclaimea in a
tone of reproach. " what is the matter ?'
. Denike had stopped, but still held the
boy, who was crying with all his might
and nuun.
The lady looked inquiringly from
Terry to the gentleman.
. The latter bowed, acknowledging the
implied nuestion.
. - " Tho boy has oeen trying to pick my
pockets," he said; :"and I'm going to
make an example of him." Then he
added . " Are you particularly interest
od in him ?
"He is one of my Sunday school
scholars." she said, ouictly.
John Denote shrugged his shoulders,
and the girl saw and reserved the mo
tion.
"Yon mean he doesn't do credit to
my teaching," she said, hotly ; " I don
Bupposo he does. I have him just one
hour in the week, xou expect tnai x
should offset that against the one hun
dred and sixty-seven, when he is under
other influonoes."
John felt uucomfortuble. This em
phatic young person was certainly not
afraid to speak her iniud. Ila looked
down at the boy.
" Will you ever steal anything again ?"
he askc j. The child ' could hardly
spoak through his tears.
"No, I won't," he cried, "if you'll
le'mego."
John loosed his hold, and the boy did
not wait for permission. In a breath he
was around the corner and out of sight.
The yonng lady bowed gravely. Thank
you very muoh," she said. John
stepped aside, raised his hat, and in a
moment she too was crone.
He half smiled to himself as he went
onhiswav. Indeed he-was rather re-
. lieved. It had been an episode, and the
girl was certainly bright and pretty.
He put his hand in his pocket and drew
it out with an air of satisfaction. The
handkerchief was there. It occurred to
him that he might also confirm the
safety of his pocket-book. He felt in
the opposite pocket and felt in vain.
The pocket-book was gone. He stopped
short in the street and ground his teeth.
I am afraid his thoughts were not strict
ly evangelical. "The little beast I" he
exclaimed with angry emphasis. "There
was at least thirty dollars in it and
Nellie's picture, beside " and then re
gretting his folly in letting the boy go,
and wouderiug if it would be any use to
seek the py)ie, lie turned slowly toward
Jus home.
Miss Pennyfeather, aashe wont on her
way, was scarcely lens disgusted than
Deuike himself, without knowing as yet
tho depth of Terry's turpitude. She
could not deny that his conduct was the
saddost kind of commentary on her
teaching. Fancy her added annoyance,
when on going to Sunday school the
next day, she detected Terry McOnire
exhibiting to the other boys a pocket
book which she knew could not be his,
and which, under compulsion, he tear
fully confessed to have stolen from the
gentleman tho day before. Miss Penny
feather appropriated the pocket-book.
There were papers in it. a photograph
of a wonderfully pretty girl, but not a
cent of money.
"Where is the money, Terry?" she
asked, imperatively.
Tho boy blubbered. He knew Miss
ronnyfonther too well to attempt any
denial.
' I took it out," he cried.
' How much was it ?"
" Do'no," snllenly.
" Yes you do, Terry," emphatically.
There was a minute's silence.
" Come, Terry, you might as well tell
me.
Another pause.
" Terry McGuire I
Tho boy fairly jumped.
"There was five dollars, he stain
mered.
Any more ?"
'There was ton dollars in another
place
' How much more, Terry ?
The boy looked up at Miss Penny-
feather and learned from her expression
tho nselessnesa of deceit. "
There was a place inside," he growl
ed, in a barely audible tone, "as had
seventeen dollars and a half in it."
Miss Pennyfeather went over the items
in her mind.
That makes thirty-two dollars and a
half," she said. " Now, Terry McGuire,
give that money to me. -
And Terry, with another side loot at
his determined teacher, extracted it
from his pocket and did as he was told.
llie sum was correct. Misb X'enny-
f out her restored it to the pocket-book,
nd looked Terry severely in the eye.
'For next Sunday's lesBon'ebe said,
"yon will learn the eighth oomnjaud
n nt."'
" Kuow it already," growled Terry :
'yer taught it to us last ounuay. .
Bo Bho had. And Mis Pennyfeather
felt all the more discouraged.
For two days John Denike carried re
sentment in his heart. He went so far,
indeed, as to hold the girl altogether
reponsible for his misfortune. "If she
had taught the boy not to steal "tins
was his argument " I shouldn't have
lout Nellie's picture." So on Monday
afternoon, when he met her again at
ilmost the same spot, he looked across
the street, and would have passed on,
but that she put herself again directly
in his way.
" Excuse me," she began, her face all
aglow with a sense of her disagreeable
position; " but I came this way on pur
pose to meet you."
Johu bowed. " Frank," he thought.
Perhaps the girl interpreted his re
flection, for the color deepened on her
faco as she continued:
" I was very much grieved, yesterday,
to fiud that you had lost your pocket
book. I am glad to be able to restore it
to you," and with the words she placed
the article in his hand. "Will you
please see if the contents are right,!' she
added.
He opeued it mechanically, glanced at
the picture, and seemed to draw a satis
fied breath. " I dare say it's all right,"
he said. .
" Will you please count the money V
Here was certainly a very positive
young laxly. John did as he was re
quired. " Is it right ?" she asked.
" Oh yes," he hurriedly said. " quite
right;" and then, after a second's pause
"quite right. I'm sure I'm very
much obliged to you. It didn't make
so much difference about the money,
but I should have hated to lose the
picture.
What did Miss Pennyfeathf r care
about the picture? "Oh certainly,"
Bhe said in an indifferent way, and
moved u little apart as though on the
point of leaving him.
"Are you warning up juuiuairectr
ho asked.
Miss Pennyfcnther bowed.
" And I may accompany you?"
" If you want to."
f " Perhaps I ought to introduce my
self. Mv name is Denike John
Denike."
Miss rennyfeather bowed again. She
had heard of Mr. Denike, and knew
him to be a member of the General As
sembly, but of course, she did not say
so. Probably Mr. Denike was now on
his way from the State House.
" I am Miss Pennyfeather," she re
marked, in a quiet way.
John Denike was now entirely recon
ciled. " Tou will pardon me, he said, after
moment, while they walked along to
gether, " for any implied reflection in
mv manner on Saturday."
"Of course 1 will, sno Baid, caimiy.
It was the most natural thing in the
world. There ian t a man in Chepachet
who wouldn't have expressed the same
thought, and if the boy, Mr. Denike,
grows up to be hung, some one will
write his obituary ami Bay : In early
life he went to Sunday school and en
joyed religious instructions of MIbs
Maud Pennyfeather. If Miss Penny
feather had done her duty by her
scholar, would Terry McGuire now be in
a felon's grave ?' "
The girl's cheeks were flushed and
her voice had a severe tone.
"Excuse me, Miss Pennyfeather,"
said Denike, gravely ; " I think yon
overrate your own responsibility."
She shook her head and looked him
earnestly in the face.
" But somebody is responsible, Mr.
Denike : if not I. who is ? There are
hundreds of such children in Chepachet.
They don't go to school. I'm a public
schol teacher, and there aren't naif a
dozen of that sort in the village. They
won't come ; the principal doesn't want
them, if they would. In Sunday school,
my class is the only one of the kind,
and that wouldn't be there, if I hadn't
gone out and picked it up myself. The
superintendent doesn't like ragged,
barefooted boys. He draws the line of
exolusion just beyond shoes and stock
ings. But these boys have souls, Mr.
Denike ; and they'll surely go to ruin,
unless they are taught, not only for an
hour on Sunday, but six days in the
week. If the responsibility isn't mine,
does it rest on the church ? or on the
school board ? or on the legislature, Mr.
Denike? After all, aren't yon rome
what responsible yourself ?"
By this time she had stopped in front
of a house, and was renting her hand on
the railing of the stoop.
" This is your home ?" he said, in
quiringly, without haying answered her
I last question.
"Yes," she replied; "I live here
with my mother. , ,
"And may I not call to see you, some
time ?"
Miss Pennyfeather hesitated he was
certainly a very recent acquaintance,
but he promised to be a. pleasant one.
To be sure he was interested in another
gill, but that need make no difference,
except as it might define more clearly
their own relations. Miss Pennyfeather
began to feel quite a friendly interest
in the pretty face whicn Mr. Denike
carried in his pocket. So she only said,
with a half smile, in almost the same
words she had used before :
41 Why, yes, if you want to."
Denike bowed.
" Let me answer your question," he
said, "before I go. Of course I share
the responsibility with eyery ode else
who legislates for the people. But the
problem is a difSoult one. Maybe you
have some proposition," as he noted her
more eager expression. .
Tho girl gave a little low laugh, per
haps half ashamed of her excitement.
" Yes, I have, Mr. Denike," she said;
"indeed it's my hobby. Whenever I
get hold of people who have influence,
I bore them with it until their lives be
conio a burden. My notion is to start
here in Chepachet an industrial school,
under the school board, where vagrant
children con be brought in and taught
some useful trade. It's my highest
ambition, Mr. Denike, to have the
charge of a school like that."
Her eye kindled and her face glowed
with the words. John Denike, as he
looked at her, forgot for a moment the
faes in his pocket-book, and thought he
had never seen a much prettier picture.
" Indeed. Mias Pennyfeather," he
said, as though protesting against her
suggestion that he was bored, " I am
very ninch interested. And I'd like to
talk tho matter over with you. Per
haps I can do something in the way of
legislation. May I come soon and con
tinue the conversation ?"
Miss Pennyfeather nodded "Yes," and
bade him good-by. Then the door
opened and shut, and Denike was left
alone. But the thought of Miss Penny-
feather's bright expression and the echo
of her fresh, ringing voice lingered with
him all the way home.
Three months after that, the school
board of Chepachet found itself in a
great quandary. It was seriously pro
posed indeed it had become a law
that in Chepachet, education should be
made compulsory. More than this, for
the vagrant class and for children of
Eoor parents an industrial school was to
e provided. The . question that con
cerned the board was not so much who
had engineered the innovation, as whom
they shonld appoint as principal.
" Properly," said old Mr. Gallup, who
was the senior member of the board and
very slow of speech, "the place belongs
to Miss Williams."
"Bnt Miss Fairfield is very highly
recommended, put in Deacon Orwig.
" She is very young," remarked Mr.
Bnshnell, who was himself verging on
eighty.
"Wen, after all," declared Elder
Knox, "it amounts to about this : Den
ike has mora interest in this thing than
anybody else. He wants Miss Penny'
feather, and she ought to be appointed,
And that settled it.
In all her life Maud Pennyfeather had
never passed a happier time than those
three months. Never, indeed, had
months passed so quiokly. In her rela
tions with Mr. Denike the industrial
school had, from the very first, been a
topic of absorbing interest. The legis
lation affecting it was drawn in Mrs.
Pennyfeather's neat little parlor, and
all the details were there arranged from
evening to evening between the two
conspirators. Having a secret of this
profound and important 'character, their
friendship became peculiarly intimate
and informal. Had it not been for the
picture in Mr. Denike's pocket-book,
Maud might have imagined there was
Borne purpose in his attentions. But of
course the fact of the picture left Maud
no reason to infer anything of tho kind.
And, strange to say, while bhe fancied
she was glad of this, she more than once
found herself entertaining a feeling of
positive resentment against the pretty
original, and a vindictive desire to ab
stract the picture and tear it up. It is
only fair, though, to say that Maud,
when she recognized these improper
sentiments, would blush with shame an. I
vexation and crowd them down in the
heart It used to annoy the girl; in
deed, she could only hardly account for
it, that when she first knew Mr. Denike
she was quite unembarrassed in his
presence, but that now, when she went
down stairs to meet him, it would be
with a flush upon her cheek, and tremor
in her voice Try as she might, she
cauld not regain the composure of their
earlier acquaintance. She hoped it
escaped hia attention. Perhaps it did.
That she was being urged for the posi
tion of principal of the new enterprise,
she was quite unaware.
The evening of the committee s de
cision, Denike found her in ner parior.
" You remember vou told me once,
he said, when both were seated, "that
it was your highest ambition to have
charge of such a school as ours."
Maud nodded, and looked at mm
with a question in the look.
" The opportunity has laiien to me,
he went on gravely, " of gratifying your
ambition."
The color went away all at once from
her face. She did not say a word.
"The School Board, Miss Penny
feather, have concluded to offer von the
appointment as principal of the new
school. This letter, " and he handed her
the envelope, "contains the official an
nouncement. The girl took it mechanically, holding
it unopened in her hand.
" I have great pleasure in congratu
lating you," he continued. " To attain
one's ambition, Miss Pennyfeather,
ought to be an occasion for congratula
tion ought it not ?"
She looked up at his question then
dropped her eyes nervously. " Thank
you, she said. It was all Bhe could
sav.
This. then, was tho end of it all. To
be sure, it was the end Maud had wished
Three months ago. she had no dearer
(Wire. Had anvthinflr taken its place ?
Was Maud deceived about herself after
all, and did she have no ambition dear-
fsr than that.
,And bo Maud woke up to find the
thing that had seemed best to her now
within her reach,but stale and unprofita
ble : tno thing for which she hadn't
. ...... it
cared out or her reacn, dui oi au inings
in the world tne mosi to db aeeireu,
And yet she could not complain. Mr,
Denike had only taken her at her word,
and interested himself in a friendly way,
to her to realize her aspirations. .Now
he would go off and marry the girl in
the picture, whom, by this time, Maud
absolntelv bated : and sue would De leu
to teach an industrial school to the end
of her davs. But she never would let
Mr. Denike know now it pained ner
never. o she lorceu pacs ine rears,
a 1 1 1 X
and steadied her voice, and said, in a
low. nuiet tone :
" Thank you very much, Mr. Deuute;
you have been very Kind. .
11 is own voice seemeu w ueiuuie u
little when he spoke.
"But I'm going to oUer you an alter
native, he said
Maud looked up. She was quite iu-
different now to what he might say.
"I want to know." he continued, " it
that still remains your highest ambition
or, if, as people sometimes do, you
may have changed it.
Maud gazed at him witn open eyes,
auite uncertain what he meant, was
he going to offer her some other posi
tion ? It was all one to her wnicn sue
took.
"Imavbe asking you to givo up a
good deal," he went on, without waiting
for her reply; "indeed, it strikes me as
rather impertinent on my van, kuow
ing how strongly you've set your heart
on this thing, but I must take my chance,
I want to ask you, Miss Maud, ueiore
you conclude to settle down in life as a
r - .. .i. .
teacher, ii you won t consider tne idea oi
becoming my wife,
Mr. Denike did not get any inrtner
than that. If he intended to, he was
summarily cut short. For Maud making
a vain effort to control herself, at length
gave way, and, leaning back against the
sofa, cried as though her heart would
break. Happily, Mrs. I'ennyieatber
was out. and there was no risk of inter
ruption.
J oh a waited until the tears were
checked, very well persuaded as to their
meaning, and hardly certain what to
st.
"lduin t mean to grieve you he
began.
But she put up her band deprecat-
mgly.
I know I know, she said in a
broken voice.
Of course it was ir"t.inent in me,"
he went on, now sa-e with himself,
I ought to have known your character
better. . You are not the kind of girl to
change,
She covered her face with her hands,
" Oh. I am I" she cried. "I am ! You
do not know what my character is.
There isn't a more yacillatiug girl in the
world. And I ve lost every bit of inter
est in the school
He grasped her hands and drew them
away from the crimson, tear-etained
face.
" Have you transferred it to vne ?" he
demanded.
lint Maud did not speaic, ami be was
contented to take her silence for an an
swer.
After a while, when she had regained
her composure in a tolerable degree, a
thought came to her that sent the blood
all out of her cheeks. How could she
have forgotten it ? She drew away from
him and looted up into nis lace with a
frightened glance.
"But the picture " she stammered
" What picture ?" in a perplexed tone
" Why, the picture in your pocket-
book.
John Denike leaned back and laughed
" You poor child," said he, " LavJ
you been nniking a b 'gb:ar out of that?
W .ij, it's only my sister NtU:e I She's
a missionary's wife, and lives in the Fee
jee Islands. I was anxious about it, be
cause it would be hard for me to get an
other one."
And so that cloud drifted away. And
if it had not been for Terry McGuire I
believe Maud would have been supreme
ly happy. Somehow or other the boy
learned the news, and took upon himself
the task of reproaching his teacher.
"Iinterdnced you to 'im," he com
plained, " and now yer've w?nt back on
me."
Whether she had or not, Maud could
not satisfactorily settle with herself. In
the contentment of her new experience,
this was almost the only disquieting
element.
"You must have a dreadful poor
. as 1
opinion oi me, sue saia, piainnveiy,
one day, to Mr. Denike.
Why? he asaed, witu unaiieciou
surprise.
" Because I ve let my ampiuon dc so
easily upset."
John smiled indulgently.
"Not upset, dear," said he, "only
diverted."
And to this view of the case Maud not
unwillingly consented.
Fashion Notes.
New grenadines are varied in design.
The new shade hat is called the
"Harvest,"
Czar " green is a new shade of this
fashionable color.
Spanish colors old gold, yellow and
black are in fashion.
Rose color is worn by the first brides
maid when several attend.
Chenille embroidery is much used at
present, and is very pretty.
A new ribbon is called metal ribbon,
and is seemingly woven of metal.
Satin may be truly called the favor
ite trimming for hats and bonnets.
With the spring hats are shown the
i 1 1 1-1.
ever pretty Deroy anu ine xmgusu
walking-hat.
The old-time fashion of slashing
dresses and inserting material of another
color is revived.
New silks are in stripes and checks
and all the beautiful combination of
colors so much in vogue this season.
Transparent sleeves are so fashion
able that grenadine sleeves will be made
this summer without lining.
-n i . 1. . L nAH.M.1 .-..1.1
XVUSClO DUCKCt U nic iicw imi ,
the sides are formed of sprigs of wood,
abd the clasp is of silver.
Card-receivers of Russia leather, with
bono nets of flowers painted in the
center, are new and pretty.
A whim of iashiou just at present re
quires that vou must possess your own
likeness on lans, nraceieis ana looaeia.
. r . i, ti i,j...
The squarer the neck, the higher tho
shoulder strap, and the shorter the
sleeves, the more fashionable is the
ball-dress.
Evening dresses are given an antique
appearance by using the Medici frills in
the arm-holes and arouna me neca.
Tlich Indian colors are seen in all the
new soring goons : in peruuieu uu
. . - . i .. i
cambrics as well as in the more expen
sive materials.
A new stvle of note paper is in the
shaoe of a card, in the left corner of
which is an open fan. each stick having
a letter on, which together spell the day
of the week.
Fashionable ladies are reviving the
old custom of piecing quilts. But in
stead of calico and delaino, which their
Grandmothers UBed. they employ silk
and velvet.
A Disastrous Cloud Burst,
cloud burst struck the town
A cloud burst struck the town of
Camanche, California, one Sunday after
noon not long ago, causing the death or
ten Chinese. A correspondent of th
Stockton Independent 6ays : Four funnel-shaped
clouds, dark as night, appar
ently about 500 yards apart, with their
apex trailing the ground, were observed
pusmng In a northeasterly direction, and
it was apparent that there was a very
heavy precipitation of rain. Soon the
slopes of the hills were covered with tor
rents of water, which carried with it brush
fences, aud even rocks, to the gulches
below. Iu a few minutes Camanche
oreek, already carrying its maximum of
water, was vastly increased in volume,
I1UIUC,
so as to overspread the flats on either
side, and fences, hencoops and the litter
about the houses in Chinatown began to
move.
While I was speculating upon the area
of water-way it would require to pass this
amount of water beneath the aqueduct
to be constructed across Camanche creek
by the Mokelnmne Ditch and Irrigation
Company, we were startle! by a horse
man who rapidly rodo into town shouting
that the reservoir bad broken. Almost
at the same time a back of murky water
several feet in bight, bearing bruan,
fences, debris of all kinds, cattle, horses
and pigs, was hurled forward with fearfnl
momentum. As it struck Chinatown,
built on the creek, the low, shabby tene
ments gave way with a crash. A China
man, with his wife and child, who had
niouuted the roof, were borne past,
vainly appealing for aid it waiw mxBB
iblo to give. Iu a few minutesYVnother
houpe yielded to the mad torrenfY As it
fell ud parted, I had a momentary
glimpse of its half dozen inmates, in
cluding a woman and her new-born babe,
wh en the roof closed down, burying all
be aeath the flood ; only one mwi arose
to clamber upon the roof , where he re-
t Ained his position until out of Bight
11 was unauy roscuea pyseisipg a nusu
.. . . ..!-
pud dragging hinison out.
The Yonnic Widow.
She is modont, bnt not bashful,
Free and easy, but not bold ;
Like an apple, ripe and mellow,
Not too yonng and not too old j
Half inviting, half repnlaive.
Now advancing, and now shy
There is mischief in her dimple,
There is danger In her eye.
She has aludied human naturo;
She is schooled In all her arts;
She has taken ber diploma
As the miatress of all hearts.
She can tell the very moment
When to sigh and when to smile)
Oh, a maid Is sometimes charming,
But a widow all the while. .
Are yon sad? How very serious
Will her handeome face become !
Are you angry ? Sho is wretched,
Lonely, friendless, tearful, dumb!
Ars yon mirthful? how her laughter,
Silver sounding, will ring out !
She can lure nd catch and play you,
As the angler does the trout.
Ye old bachelors of forty, - .
Who have grown so bold and wise,
Young Americans of twenty,
With the love-locks to yonr eyes,
You may praotice all the lessons'
Taught by Cupid since the fall, a
But I know a little widow
Who could win and fool yon all.
Items of, Interest.
Hens are often set in their ways. , f
New Albany, Ind., has five female
barbers.
It seems to Turkey like the day after .
Thanksgiving.
The "gum "used on postage stamps
is a potato starch.
A habv. according to the French, is .
an angel whose wings decrease as its legs
lengthen.
Along line of fearfnl tragedies has
led the Kentucky Legislature to pass an
act forbidding the carrying oi concealed
weapons. '
Come, bilioua business men, where'er ye ln-
gUlBU,
fnm tn tho nriuterlaud brine on your ads. "
Here eure your poverty ,here end your anguiRh, '
Ink will bring patronage 5 try n, my iaa.
Home Svnlituil.
Mr. Joseph H. Acklin. of Louisiana,
is the y mngest member of Congress,
being only twenty-eight years cf age.
Some of the Washington correspondents
call him the " Apollo Belvidere of the
House," and credit mm witn -one 01
the most beautiful black curling mus-.
taches ever seen, and a pair of black ,
eyes which are simply indescribable.
What a difference it makes m the ap
pearance of things when you come to
survey them irom n Boieuuuo nwmu-.
point. Mr. lynuaii says wneu mnu
commits murder it is because he hasn't
phosphorous enough in his brain. If
that's the case, every man who has blood
thirsty feeling should carry matches in
his ears. Cincinnati lireahfant Table.
Horseflesh eating, far from declining,
has so increased in Parie that hist year
10,169 horses, asses and mnles were cut
up for food. In the capital there are
upward 01 sixty norseniem buhd, wo
sides many in provincial French cities,; '
. .all... 1t 1 (-Q nnin a ant.
A comparison 01 1110 iu,iui; mjuuio
imals eaten in 1877, with the 2,192 of.
1 67. illustrates tho steady progress of
hippophagy.
A stranger who applied at a house m
the vicinity of Quebec for some slight
favor the other day, was met by an old,
gentleman eighty ftvo years of age, who
l.nsitflfed a moment and then said : 1 11
go and ask father." Presently he re
turned with his father, Paul Leonard,
who is asserted to be Wl years oiu.
The latter owns all the property, iookb
a'ter it, and gives his sou orders as to
what he is to do, and the son obeys as a
dutiful child shonld. " ;
Words or Wisdom. ' ; ;, ' '
Sow good thoughts and you will roip
good actions.
Ennui is a malady for which tno oniy
. f . -1. ilannnpd la OtllV ft
remedy is wom., ,
palliative.
He who has no desire to iuiprov U1
his present condition, is ubuit
who moBt needs improvement.
Adverse criticism is cheaper than
noble attempts to improve upon exist
ing models. ' -
We could not endure solitude were 11
' - , . .
not for the powerful compamousuij' v.
hope or of some unseen one,
The great blessings of mankind are
within us and within our reach, but we
shut our eyes and, like people iu the
dark, we fall foul upon the very thin!;
we search for without fiuding it.
Evils in the journey of life are like
the hills which alarm travelers upon,
their road ; they both appear great at a
distance, but when we approach tlpm
we And that they are far less insur
mountable than when we had conceived
them.
It is resignation and. oontentmout
UU.1 to lead us B'-'e-
ly through life. Whoever has not suCi
cieut power to endure privations ami
even Buffering can never feel tnai no is
armor proof against painnu Cuj"""
nay, be must attribute " -l
least ta the morbid sensitiveness of lne
nature, every disagreeable feeling .Lo
may suffer.
Among the many arguments, wb.'
others have been refuted, this alono r
minds unshaken, that we ought to
wore of committing injustice rath '
of biing iujured, and that, abo
mail ought to study not to apr-
but to be
so. IkjUi privately
Holy.
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