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TIONESTA, PA., JUNE 11, 1879.
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Little Mary's Secret.
Oh, larks 1 sing out to the thrushes,
Auil thni.shcs, ling onl to the sky;
Sing from your nests in tho bushes,
And sing wherever you fly;
. For I'm sure that never another
Such secret was told unto you
I've just got a baby brother!
And I wish that the wholo world know.
I have told the buttercups, truly,
And the clover that grows by the way;
And it pleases me each time, newly,
When I think of it during the day.
And I say to mysolf, " Little Mary,,
You ought to be good ns you can,
For the sake of the beautiftd fairy
That brought you the wee little man."
I'm Ave yours old in the summer,
And I'm getting quite large and tall;
But I thought, till I ftuw the n.w-somer,
When I looked in the glass, I was small.
And I riin the morning quite early, .
To be sure that tho baby is here,
For his hiir is to soft and curly,
And his hands to tiny and dear!
1 stop in .the midst of my ploasuro
I'm so happy I cannot play
And keep peeping in at my treasure,
To see how much ho gains in a day.
But ho doesn't look much liko growing,
Vet I think that he will in a year,
And I wish that the days would be going,
And the time when he walks would be here!
Oil, larks! sing out to the thrushes,
And thrushes, sing as you soar;
For I think, when another spiing blushes,
I can tell you a great deal more
1 shull look from one to the other,
And say, " Guess who I'm bringing to you?'
And vou'll look and see he's my brother!
And you'll sing, " Little Mary was true."
Mrt. L. C. Whiton, in Widt Awukt.
THE LOST BABY.
The name of our little one was Mar
guerite, but we called her little Pearl,
Puilip and I. She was our first baby,
; the daintiest, dearest little thing that
ever you set eyes on; cheeks like half
. blow rosebuds, hair like rings of sun
shine, and eyes as blue as the depths of n
June sky. Purlins' little Pearl, how we
1 ved her. We had been married just a
ar and a half when Philip caught tin
Western fever.
1 loved my husband with an intensity
bordering on idolatry, hut when lie told
me of hid in ten Lion to 1 uve our beautiful
cottage and seek his fortune in the l-ir
West, it was a terrible blow to me. We
had lived at Rosedale ever since out
marriage, and 1 eould see no reason why
we could not continue to .live there.
Truly, the place belonged to my uncle,
but then it would he ours at his death,
aifd why should Philip fret and chafe so
under a foolish sense of dependence? We
had everything, elegant rooms, flowers,
birds, pleasure grounds and servants
enough to keep our hands from anything
like labor, anu uncle gave it all ungrudg
ingly; still my husband was not content:
" I can't live this life, Belle," he said ;
" I wasn't made for it. My work awaits
me somewhere in. the world and I must
hunt it up. My little ones won't respect
their lather by-and-bye if he is nothing
more than a drone in the hive of life."
I was vexed and angry at first, and
said a great many things that were un
wise and unwomanly, but Philip pur
sued the even tenor of his way, all pa
tience and forbearance. Our prepara
tions were soon made, the few things we
held most precious we packed up, and
bidding adieu to our sunny Southern
home, we started westward.
The excitement of the journey, to-
5 ether with my husband's constant ten
erness and encouragement, reconciled
me, in a measure, to the change of life;
and when we had reached our little
Western cottage iny inipulsivo nature,
." always rushing to one extreme or the
other, carded me into an ecstacy of de
t light and anticipation, even beyond any
thing my steadfast husband exhibited,
lie seemed greatly relieved to see me
x growing so thoroughly cont?nted, and
we began our new life very bravely.
The cottage was comfortable enough,
but bare and humble in comparison to
what we had hitherto been accustomed ;
. the square, whitewashed rooms had a
dreadfully forlorn look, p.nd the little
. ' kitchen, with its one staring window, and
the cooking-stove standing in the middle
of the floor, tilled me with shuddering dis
gust every time I entered it.'. But I had
made up my mind to endure all and
.everything, and, as I'have said, we be-
gan our new life very bravely.
For the first two or three months I
had help, not very efficient help truly,
but better than none. Philip entered at
once upon the practice of law, and as
his office was some distance from home,
he did not return until evening, so we
had no great amount of cooking to do,
and between us, we managed to keep
the cottage tidy, and to take care of little
Pearl.
Every afternoon we went to meet him,
taking little Pearl, through the grand
and gorgeous prairies, and as often as
f as his happy eyes caught sight of her he
would hasten ' forward with fond em
braces and approving words.'
" Ah, Belle, he would say, " I believe
I am tho happiest man in the.universe,
and you are growing contented, too,
dear I can see it in your bright face."
The glory of autumn faded, and the
chill .November rains set in, bringing
dreary, sunless days, and changing the
gorgeous prairie-bloom into endless
leagues of sodden gray. My girl left
me, and little Pearl grew cross and fret
ful in her teething. In addition to his
m business, Fhilip'had gone into farming,
and we had two or three laborers to feed
and lodge, which greatly increased the
housework. Under this accumulation
of trials my patience began to give way.
I worked late and eaily, but I grew
morose and fretful, and never had a
pleasant word for my husband. But he
never conrpianu-u
"Poor Belle," ho would say; "poor,
over-worked little wife, be as brave as
you can; better days will come by-and-bye.
Just as soon as I get off from my
business I'll go to tho city and obtain
permanent help. In tho meantime don't
fret the roses from your cheeks and the
brightness from your eyes."
But despite my husband's loving
words and constant help, for he took
one-half of the household labor on his
own hands. I continued to murmur at
my fate, and one morning tho crisis
came.
Breakfast was unusually late, little
Pearl cross to absolute fretfulness, and
the sick laborer up stairs in need of
constant attention, Philip obliged to
leave early, and, after coaxing and
hushing Pearl to sleep, I laid her in her
dainty little crib and went about my
morning's work.
I felt wronged and injured : and while
I worked away, dusting off the soot and
ashes and scrubbing up the mud, the
hot tears fell so fast as almost to blind
me. My husband was. cruel, heartless,
I thought, to take me from a home
where all was beauty and pleasure, and
bring me to that dreadful place to wear
my life out in hateful drudgery. I
would sooner bo in my grave than to
live on so from year to year.
In the midst of this despair, I heard
the sick man calling from above, and
hurried to him. Ilis fever was rising
again ; he needed cooling draughts and
ice-cloths to his head. I went to work
to prepare them with nervous haste, for
the morning was slipping by, and the
noon meal must be in readiness for the
farming-hands. Ia the midst of my
work and hurry, little Pearl's sharp, im
perative cry came piping from below.
What should I do? I had just spent
over half an hour lulling her to sleep,
and here she was on my hands again.
" I won't go down," I crieil in real
anger. "She may have her cry out
oh, dear, I wish I had no baby!"
But the instant the unwomanly wish
had passed mv lips, I repented of having
uttered it. No baby, no little Pearl!
Tho bare thought filled me with shud
dering terror. Hurriedly administering
the sick man's potion, I hastened down,
eager to compensate for my unniotherly
words by fond caresses.
There stood the little cradle in the ac
customed corner, the dainty lace cover lid
thrown back, the pillow still damp
and warm from the impress of the curly
head, but Pearl was gone!
For an instant I stood dumb breath
less, then, in frantic foolishness, I search
ed the rooms, the yard, calling upon the
child's name, as if sho could hear and
answer me. And then, at last, a happy
thought broke like sunlight upon me.
My husband had been home, ond stolen
;way the child to tease mo. I set about
preparing dinner, looking every moment
to see him conic in. In a little while the
noon bell rang, bringing the laborers
from the clearing. I hurried out to meet
them.
" Where is Mr. Weston?" I questioned,
with my heart in my mouth.
" Haven't seen him, ma'am, since
morning."
"Not seen him? You surely have;
heV got my baby."
But the men shook their heads, and
catching up my shawj, I hurried off in
the direction of his office.
Half a mile from the cottage I met him
on his way home.
" Why, Belle," he cried, catching my
arm and looking down in consternation
at my draggled garments and muddy
feet, "where are you going? What is
the matter?"
"Oh, Philip, the baby, little Tearl,
what have you done with her?"
"Done with little Pearl? Are you
going mad, Belle? Tell me what you
mean?"
"She's gone little Pearl's gone. I
came down stairs and found her cradle
empty, and I was sure you had her."
lie stood silent for a moment, his face
growing as white and stern as death;
then he said, solemnly :
" No, Belle, I haven't seen the child. I
haven't been home since morning."
He started on before me, with long,
rapid strides, into the cottage, and up
to the little cradle standing in the cor
ner, as if to satisfy his own eyes. Then
he turned back to the yard, and began
to examine the tracks in the mud around
the doorway. The farm hands were ex
amining them also.
" Moccasin tracks, boss," said one old
man, significantly, pointing to an inden
ture in the yielding soil. "Injuns, I
guess."
My husband's face grew a shade
whiter.
" Yes," he responded, " that's it ;
come, my lads, we haven't a moment to
ose."
He started off, followed by the labor
ers, but a few rods from the house he
turned back.
" Poor Belle," he said, putting his arms
around me, " this is terrible for you,
but you must be strong, and hope for
the best. The Indians have passed here,
and it was they, no doubt, who stole tho
child. We must try to intercept them
before ihey cross the river; we may not
be back to-night ; you had better go over
to Mr. Delavan's and stay till we re
turn." But I did not go. I went into tho
lonely cottage, and fell upon my knees
beside the empty little crib, God had
given me my wisli ; I had no baby. Ah,
mo, the self-torture, the bitterness of
those long, long hours can never be de
scribed. Morning dawned at last, lurid and
misty, a red sun struggling up through
ragged billows of gray tog. About ten
o'clock my husband and his party re
turned, weary, haggard and hopeless.
They had followed the Indians all night;
but when at last they came up with
them, far beyond tho river, they could
gain no tidings of the child. And all
our after eftbrts were equally unsuccess
ful. We offered rewards, and instituted
every means of inquiry, but in vain.
Little Pearl was gone ! I had no baby !
There was ample time for leisure then;
no peevish cries, no little baby wants to
occupy me! But I, who had hated
labor, flew to it now as my sole refugo
and comfort. The only ease that I found
was in constant action. My husband
worked too, but his life seemed to have
lost its impelling force, its happiest in
spiration. Years went by, and not content with
my simple household duties, I took
charge of a neighboring school later
I aided my husband in his office. My
mind expanded, my ideas enlarged, I was
no longer an indolent, helpless repiner,
but a strong, self-reliant, laboring
woman, a true helpmate for my hus
band.' Success crowned our ufvited
efforts, wealth and renown flowed in
upon us, my husband I was elected judge
and spoken of for Congress but we
were childless, for no more babies came.
Ten years after our removal to the
West, we received intelligence of my
uncle's death, and, being his only heirs,
we went down at once to attenu to the
settlement of his estate. Returning
homeward, we made a tour of Niagara
and the principal Northern cities.
One September night found us in New
York, and at the opera. The house was
unusually gay, the music divine, but
through all the gfllmour and perfume of
gorgeous toilets, amid the wailing of the
music, and the triumphant strains of the
singers, I sat unconscious, almost indif
ferent, tho old yearning in my heart
roused up to strange and sudden inten
sity. Only one thought possessed me,
and that was my lost baby, little Pearl.
I seemed to be Jiving over that terrible
morning and long, long night again, and
my soul cried out for my child with a
longing that would not be silenced. Yet
in the gay house and exquisite music
there was nothing suggestive of her
short, sweet little life ; why, then, did
she seem so near to me? what was it
that thrilled and shook me so?
The opera over, we started for our
hotel. At one of the crossings the car
riage made a sudden halt.
"Nothing but a strap broke loose; all
right in a moment, sir, said the driver,
in answer to my husband's inquiry.
I leaned out while he was arranging
it, looking over the silent city, ana up
into the solemn summer night. The sky
was blue and cloudless, the stars mellow
and misty, and a full moon hung like a
golden jewel in the far west. My eves
filled with tears, and an inexpressible
yearning filled my soul.
"Where is my baby where is littlo
Pearl to-night?" I murmured.
" Please, madam, just one penny !"
The slender, childish voice, mellow
and sweet as the note of a blackbird,
startled mo out of my reverie, and, look
ing down, I saw a tiny figure and an ap
pealing baby-face below in the misty
moonlight. -
" Please, madam, I never begged be
fore, but grandmarm is so sick, and she's
eat nothing since yesterday."
Just then the driver sprang to his box,
and the carriago whirled off again, leav
ing the little thing far behind, but I
caught at my husband's arm in breath
less eagerness.
"Philip," I entreated, " stop the car
riage, I must see that child."
lie glanced back hesitatingly, and
there the little thing stood in the moon
light, just as we had left her.
"I must, Philip," I repeated; " don't
deny me."
And my husband bade the driver turn
back, which he did with a muttered im
precation. "Now, my little girl," I said, leaning
out and extending my arm, " come here
and tell me how lean help you."
"Grandmarm is sick," she replied,
coming close up to the wheels and rais
ing her soft blue eyes to my face, " and
so hungry, and I never begged before,
madam !"
"And where does your grandma live,
dear?"
" Right down the street, in that row
of tenements."
"Take her up, Philip; we must look
into this case."
My husband obeyed, and the driver,
being promised double pay, turned
down toward the tenements. I seated
the little girl beside me, and took her lit
tle brown hand in mine. The bare touch
of her slender fingers made the very
blood in my heart thrill, and I wanted
to clasp her in my arms and cover her
poor, wan little faee with kisses, with a
longing that was absolute pain.
" How pretty she is," I said, smooth
in.'; back her tangled golden hair that
shaded her white forehead and sweet
blue eyes.
"She looks like a frightened bird," said
my husband, smiling; "what will vou
do with her, Belle?" "
" Keep her forever, if I can," I replied,
with a feeling of intense happiness at my
heart.
Just then we reached the tenements.
"That's grandmarru's room, " said the
child, pointing upward to a window in
which a dim light was burning.
We left the carriage and followed her
up a long flight of stairs, and into the
low, humble room. On the rude couch
lay an old woman, her strong, worn face
wearing that pallor which never knows
a change.
" Grandmarm," cries the child, run
ning to tho bedside, " here's a good, nice
lady come, and she'll give you some tea,
and you'll get well now."
The old woman turned her head, her
eager eyes fastening themselves upon us.
"Thank God!" she murmured, "I
thought I should die and leave her
alone."
" What can I do for you, madam?" I
asked, bending over her.
"Nothing for me, I'm past help; it's
the child I want looked after."
" Yes, but you must have nourish
ment Philip, go out for some tea, and
we'll have a fire at once."
" Woman," she said, solemnly, " listen
to me. I am dying in a few hours I
shall bo in the oilier world I could
drink a drop of water, but nothing else."
My husband procured it in a lew mo
ments, and after drinking it sho seemed
somewhat revived.
" Now," she said, " while I am strong
enough, let me speak about the child
when I'm gone she won't have a friend
in the wide world you look like a rich
woman, would you "
. " I'll take her and be a mother to her,"
I interrupted, eagerly.
" Come round here and lot me see your
face."
I obeyed, bending down to the dying
eyes that searched my face so keenly.
After a moment she drew a deep breath.
"Yes," she said, "I can trust you:
your face is good and honest God has
sent you come here, little Rose this is
your new mother: you must love her
and be a good girl when I'm gone."
I held out my arms, and the little thing
nestled close to my boom, looking ud
into my face with wonderinar eyes.
V I will be good to her," I 'said ; " as
God hears me, I will."
" I believe you, and now I can die in
peace. I should a' been dead long ago,
but for leavin' the child that kept me
back. She ain't a frien' in the world,
and she's no flesh and blood o1 mine.
Ten years ago, my old man was alive
then, and runnin1 a flat-bout on a West
ern river. We fli in with a party of
Injuns. They had a white baby with
'em, the prettiest, daintiest little tiling I
ever set eyes on. I had jest lost my own
baby, and I couldn't bear to see them
carry the poor little thing away, so I
pursuaded my old man to buy it. They
were glad enough to sell, so I took the
child and raised her as my own. I meant
to hunt up her folks and I named it after
my own baby. I had a great likin' for
the little creature. I couldn't bear to
give her up but I was sorry enough
after my old man died, and we came to
want. But I've kept the clothes she had
on, and maybe, madam, you may hear of
her people some day."
" Let us see the clothes," gasped my
husband, his face as white as death.
" Look in the box and get 'em, Rose."
The child obeyed, bringing a small
bundle carefully wrapped up. I un
folded it with trembling hands, and
then, as my eyes fell upon the embroid
ered frock, the littlo crimson sack and
the dainty blue shoes my own baby
clothes for the first time in my life I
dropped down in a dead faint.
When consciousness returned I found
my husband bending over me with a
radiant face, and little Rose my own
little Pearl closely clasped in his arms.
"Found at lost, Belle," he murmured,
tremulously; "God be thanked, we are
not childless!"
Increase of Gambling.
Astoprivategambling.it can hardly
be denied that there is a good deal more
of it now than before the war, both ac
tually and comparatively. It is a vice of
our colleges, and games with stakes are
played at many of the clubs, while in
private houses it is very generally felt
that the facination of the play is much
increased by the putting up of something
at the corners. Betting of all sorts has
also increased within twenty years, com
ing into vogue with other English and
Continental fashions. Poker has its
devotees by the hundred thousand ; and
the steady multiplication of horse races,
boat races, billiard matches, ball games
and all sorts of athletic contests, fur
nishes occasion for gratifying the taste
for taking hazards. The demand for
lottery tickets has also grown within a
quarter of a century.
Among the games of cards which arc
now most played in private circles, the
nob.e and ancient game of whist has of
late regained its former supremacy. Eu
chre, of trifling consequence in compari
son, and of far less interest for a mind
capable of concentration, for a time
seemed to eclipse the glories of whist
in general estimation, leaving thatdign
fied game to be courted by old fogies.
But euchre had its day; and now the
whole pack is brought into requisition
by those who seriously follow the in
tricacies of the most engaging of games.
Since the introduction of the new and
improved combination game, by the
rules of which whist is made more scien
tific and satisfactory, the number of
whist clubs lias increased throughout
the country, and it is steadily driving
out other games of cards. But why in
sist on money at tho corners! Can't the
game furnish excitement enough with
out such hazards? Many people think
it can; and in fact it quickens the pace
of the passing hours for thousands of
conscientious men and women to whom
a money stake is an offence and a wicked
ness. New York Sun.
How Coffee Came to be Used.
It is somewhat singular to trace the
manner in which arose the use of the
common beverage of coffee, without
which few persons, in any half or fully
civilized country in the world, make
breakfast. At the time Columbus dis
covered America it had never before
been known or used. It grew only in
Arabia and Upper Ethiopia. The dis
covery of its use as a beverage is ascribed
to the superior of a monastery in Arabia,
who, desirous of preventing the monks
from sleeping at their nocturnal services,
made them drink the infusion of coft'ee
upon the reports of shepherds, who ob
served that their flocks were more lively
after browsing on the fruit of that plant.
Its reputation spread through the adja
cent countries, and in two hundred
years it reached l'aris. A single plant,
brought there in 1711, became the parent
stock of all the French coffee planta
tions in the West Indies. The Dutch
introduced it into Java and the East In
dies. Tho extent of the consumption
now can hardly be realized, The United
States alone annually consume it at the
cost, on its landing, of from fifteen to six
teen millions of dollars.
Rough on the Elephant.
A new wrinkle has developed in the
circus advertising business. The camel
luis begun to light the elephant, just
abou time tho afternoon exhibition
closes. And in everyl instance up to
date the camel has " licked." We pro
test against this. We do not object in
the least to the advertising it gives tho
circus, but it is too humiliating on the
elephant. No high-minded, right-feeling
elephant can hold up his head when
it has been printed in all the papers
that he was "licked "six times in one
wr-ek by a hair-lipped, sponge-footed,
long-necked, hump-hacked, mangy-looking
camel, when he knows perfectly well
that he could kick the stuthng out of all
the camels in the great moral show.with
one hand tied behind him. Burhnoton
Ilatvkeye.
TIMELY TOPICS.
A patent has been issued to Miss Har
riet G. Hosmer by tho United States
patent office for her process of making
artificial marble, regarding which so
much has been said. The claims set
forth that limestone, or other liko sulv
stanee including alabaster stone, may be
given the appearance and uniform hard
ness throughout of natural marble in its
various colors by t le application of moist
heat or heat in the form of steam, in
combination with a bath of alum and
water, or with various baths composed
of various chemicals and coloring matter.
In an article on " External Parasites "
the Rural Nevi Yorker gives this curious
information: "Th re are three species
of lice that disturb the peace and quiet
of the human family. The head louse
is the most common. It is said that in
olden times it was thought no disgrace,
but fashionable and desirable, to harbor
and nourish the crawling pigmies of the
head ; now they are only common among
such people as neglect personal neatness.
The most cleanly person may be so un
fortunate as to possess specimens not
fiinned in an entomological cabinet, hut
le will soon banish them according to
the fashion well understood in all civ
ilized society."
At the annual meeting of the Pennsyl
vania State Medical Society, which
opened at Chester, a report was received
from Dr. P. D. Keyser, surgeon of tho
Wills Hospital of Philadelphia, detail
ing the results of an examination as to
color blindness of train men employed on
railroads converging in Philadelphia.
He found that of those examined three
and one-half per cent, mistook colors one
for the other, their defects being of such
character as to make them really incapa
ble and unsafe to fill the positions they
occupy. Then there were eight and one
half per cent, additional who, although
able to distinguish colors, were unable
to tell the shades of colors, thus making
twelve per cent, of those examined who
were not quick and sharp in noticins
and distinguishing colors and shades.
We have been apt to consider China
as a heathen country, and such it is from
the Christian standpoint, but it is far
from an ignorant land. It has. without
doubt, according to Barnes1 Educational
Monthly, over 400,000,000 of people, of
which vast number there is scarcely ono
who cannot read and write. It has 2,000
colleges, and their libraries outnumber
ours ten to one. There are in that land
of pig-tailed Mongols 2,000,000 highly
educated men, while there is hardly a
woman who is educated of all the vast
number of its people, and not one who is
thought to have a soul. Education is
principally a discipline of the memory,
and their schools are based upon an en
tirely different idea from ours. A live
Yankee schoolmaster would find little
employment in China, even though lie
understood the Chinese language and
literature perfectly.
The sin of cruelty to animals is ag
gravated by two circumstances. First,
the obligation under which wo lie to
the dumb creation, which are our ser
vants. We owe so much to the horse,
the mule, the cow, the faithful watch
dog, and we ought to treat them kindly,
nay, gratefully. The want of these mid
other animals would bo a felt calamity.
But we want to remember that the sin
is aggravated by their silence. They are
dumb. If you are ill-used, you can cry
for aid, and secure it. If vou are hungry
you can cry for bread, and get it; but
the poor dumb beast cannot ask for food,
nor appeal for protection to the officer
of a law court. Hence the crime of a
man who ill-uses his beast is aggravated
by the most contemptible cowardice. If
the bully or blusterer, in a ht of passion,
strikes his equal, he may receive a blow
in return, or he may be severely chas
tised for his temper; or if his antagonist,
through self-respect, only sees fit to ad
minister a dignified rebuke, he still gets
the worst of the encounter; but the ill
used beast cannot thus retaliate, there
fore the cruel monster who mercilessly
abuses the beast he drives or rides is the
meanest of all cowards.
The Beggars of Rome.
It was estimated, a year ago, that the
number of these real or would-be blind,
lame, halt and infirm beings was not less
than six hundred. Under the new sys
tem of providing for these apparently
wretched creatures, all tho professional
beggars, who are well known to the
police, have been taken to their new
home in the former Convent of Sette
Sale, to their intense dissatisfaction.
Sitting all day long on the street-corners,
and calling with faint and pitiful voices
on the sympathies of charitable persons,
and displaying their personal defects to
a kind public, was not all of this gipsy
life. After a well-spent tlay, the fortu
nate mendicant who had known how to
plead well his cause, retired with a bag
full of pennies forty, fifty, perhaps
a hundred to a neighboring o.
teria, where wine and oil, and
a 'well - filled dish of macaroni
awaited him: or else returned to a
comfortable home and well-dressedrela-tives.
Indeed, since these beggars have
been confined in their new home, ele
gantly dressed ladies present themselves
at tho doors of this infirmary to reclaim
relatives who are within, and own them
selves their mothers, sisters, cousins, or
sisters-in-law. Tho rules of the estab
lishment are especially repugnant to
these sons of liberty. They receive soup
and bread during the week and meat on
Sunday, but the deprivation from wine
reduced them to such desperation that
they pleaded earnestly to have it given
to them. As soon as they enter the cs
tablishment they are shaved, cleansed,
and legs, arms and eyes are straightened
up, producing a wonderful transforma
tion in their appearance. If released,
they generally try to return to their old
occupation.
Last year 51,502 Ohioans were married
and 1,007 divorces were granted.
A Loving Heart.
Sunny eyes may lose their brightness;
Nimble foot forget their lightness;
Pearly teeth may know decay;
Raven tresses turn to gray;
Cheeks bo pale and eyes bo dim ;
Faint tho voice, and weak tho limb;
But, though youth and strength depart,
Fadeless is a loving heart.
Like that charming little flower,
Peeping forth in wintry hour,
When the summer's breath is fled,
Gaudier flowerets faded, dead;
So when outward charms are gone,
Brighter still doth blossom on,
In spite of time's destroying dart,
The gently, kindly, loving heart.
Ye, in worldly wisdom old ;
Ye, who bow the knee to gold;
Doth this earth as lovely seem
As it did in lilc's young dream,
Ere tho world had crusted o'er
Feelings good and pure bofore,
Ere you sold at mammon's mart
The best yearnings of the heart?
Grant me, Heaven, my earnest prayer!
Whether lile of ease or care
Be the one to me assigned,
That-each coming year may find
Loving thoughts and gentle words
Twined within my bosom's chords,
And that age may but impart
Riper freshness to my heart.
ITEMS OF INTEREST.
Weather report Thunder.
A hen lays and a ship lays to.
Come to stay a!l summer Warm
weather.
More frogs' legs are' now eaten in
America than France.
Paris drinks in a year more than
30,000,000 gallons of beer.
The swells of the ocean get dead broke
as soon as they strike the shore.
Establishments for tho refining of
petroleum are increasing fast in Japan.
One hundred and eighty-three cotton
mills have been built in the South since
the war.
The Crown Princess of ( Jermany, who
has been" made a grandmother, is less
than forty years of age.
A party of twenty Americans will
make a tour on bicycles through the
west of England next fall.
The human skeleton consists of more
than 200 distinct bones. Some 5,000 less,
it is calculated, than shad a contains.
A littlo Philadelphia boy startled a
friend of the family by remarking that
lie wa " four years old with his clothes
on
Bicycles are used to such an extent in
London that it lias been found necessary
to adopt stringent rules to regulate tho
pastime.
The boy who left a piece of ice in tho
sun to warm up was no more foolish
than the man who opened a store and
expected people to hunt him out and
buy his goods.
A curious case has just been decided
in Washington. Mrs. Senator Sprague,
daughter of Chief Justice Chase, directed
Mr. Alexander Gardner to make a series
of photographs of her father's library,
President Lincoln's commission to him
and several other things, all of which
was satisfactorily done, but not paid for.
Mr. Gardner accordingly brought suit.
The plea entered by Mrs. Sprague's
counsel was that she, as a married
woman, had no separate estate. Tho
will of the Chief Justice, which showed
a personality of $00,000 in favor of Mrs.
Sprague and her sister, Mrs. Iloyt, was
shown to be irregular, not. being proper
ly witnessed. The court, therefore, held
that Mrs. Sprague was a nonentity in
law, and, as a matter of course, Mr.
Gardner lost his suit. Tho cose is of
special interest, as Congress recently ex
empted Edgewoqd, her father's estate,
on her account, from taxation, while
now on her testimony it does not belong
to her.
A Supposed Yellow Fever Germ.
Dr. Walter Bailey, of New Orleans,
has in his possession what he believes
to be a real yellow fever germ. Look
ing at the particles through a microscope
it appears to be a cloudy or colored sub
stance divided in all directions by lines
or fibers taking the form of a grapevine,
which are somewhat darker in color
than the main body of the substance.
Scattered about these lines irregularly
are several specks or spores f a dark
brown with a minute light speck in the
center. The germ, which h;is formed
upon the inner surface of the lower
glass in the eye piece of the microscope,
is invisible to the naked eye; but when
a certain focus of less power than that
under which the above description is
made is obtained, the particles resemble
dust mixed with linen libers.
As to the origin of the substance, Dr.
Bailey states that it so happened that he
took out his microscope and cleaned it
about tho first of September last, when
the yellow fever was raging in an epi
demic form in New Orleans, and care
fully rubbing and drying the glasses
with a chamois skin the instilment was
closed up and laid away in a dry place
in the wardrobe, where it remained
until five weeks later, when, upon tak
ing it out to examine some deposit in .a
ca.-e of Bright's disease nothing could
be seen but the peculiar half transparent
substance which appeared upon one of
the glasses. After examining the glasses
carefully the doctor came to the conclu
sion that the object on tho glass was a
sort of vegetable of the fungus order
which had grown upon the inside of the
microscope after it was closed up hihI
put away. lie is certain that the glass
was perfectly clean when he put the in
strument in the wardrobe, because he
remembers distinctly that he looked
through carefully to see that it was all
right, it being his sole purpose to have
it ready for use.