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A little ollww loans upon your knee Your tired knee that linn fco.much to bear A child's dear eyes are looking lovingly From underneath a thatch ot tangled hnir. Perhaps yon do not herd the vclvelJouoh Ot warm, moist flngors holding yor.rs to tight . r You do not prize the Mossing overmuch You are almost too tired to pray tonight. But it is blessedness! A yi-ar sgo I did not see It as I do to-day We are h 1 1 so dull and thankless, and too slow To catoli the mintthino till it slips owny. And now it seems stirpasRirg slrange to me That whde I wore the badge ot niothrrhcod I did not kij more oil nnj tenderly Tho litilo child that brought me only good. And it soma night, when you sit do n to rest, You lni-s tho little i-lliow on jour tiled knee Thisretths" cm ly head fnm od' yourbtenfrt, This lisping tongue thai oWtors constantly; If from yonr own II e dimpled hifnd had . slipped, And ne'er would nestle in your pnhu again, If the while foot into llio grave had tripped I could i.ot Maine you for your heartache thou. 1 wonder that some mothers ever iret Their liulo ehildten cliug to their gown; Or thutthe footprints vhen the days are wet, - , Are ever Mack enough to make them frown; If I nould find a little muddy boot, pr cap or jacket, on my chamber floor .' . I A it 1 couiu a. mi a rosy, regucss loot And hear it patter in my houce onoa more. If I cout l uiuud a broken cart lo-diiy, To-morrow make a kite to reach the sky, Tui i e is i.o woman in God s world could say Sho wa more blissfully content than I ! But ah ! the dainty pilllow next my own Is never ru npleJ by a shining head! My Muging hivdling fiom its nest lies flown The lit In b y I used to kiss in dead. ANGELICA'S MAYING. No May-flowers in May! . What i Stcuhd M;t iur. thenP Why, Kent b full of tin ni '." cried Angelica; and sht tied her hat. wiili h. flirt a pretty flit! 1 nit "Tily made her the more charmirg For little Angelica, who had happene to spend several Bummers at school in Englan.d..,ccvu)dnot be. brought to uu J derstand, after returning to her native wilds, that tlie climates ot all English- speaking people were not aa much om and the name as the tongues they used And having settled the point to her satisfaction, as usual, by declaring it was so, anyway, and it it wasn't, it ouirht to be, delighted with such form of speech because it would never have been allowed her at school, she started out to make it so, apparently, by letting the climate see what was expected of it . "I hope you have overshoes on. An gel,-' said her grandmother, rather timid about encroaching on Angelica's newly fledged liberty. "Nonsense! Overshoes! This time of year! Well, to oblige, you, little granny and she called lor her tiny sandals. But a moment after Angelica . ran back. " I believe I had best take overshoes." she said, and she tore off her sandals lor Nora to put away. " Let us see w hero's my blue scarf P" . . "Take your tippet. Angel." "Furs in May, grandma!" and she was cone again, only to run back, nevertheless, and exchange her mantle for a thick sack. "And they're bare headed in Kent to-day." she said. " Angelica," called her grandmother, " if you really are going into the woods, do put on another flannel petticoat." ' Humor the weather in that way P" with a laugh like a bell. And this time she was decidedly off, by the slam of the door, enjoying tremendously those first ex perienees of her American liberty. " IJpw absurd !'' said Angelica to her self presently, as she was passed by a band of ragamuffin children decked out in paper roses and garlands. As if they could not have some real flowers by I bis time, the idle little things! With the woods full of them, too! "If there's anything disgusting, it's the unreal, the urti fichu," she thought, and she still pur ru( d this line of meditation after getting beyond the garden border- of the town. " All the girls arc now wearing false vhite-weed in tlie bDsom, when the fields lire white with them probably, llow sur prised they will be at home when I come in with my hands full! things ate al ways there tor tlie eyes that know how 1o look for them. Mr. Wilston had to eonless that he had picked liverwort himself in the third week of March. I wish lie wasn't so positive about the bad walking and the cold ground and the swamps. He acts as if lie had a right Hyer mo already, and I've never said whether I meant to give him the right or not. And if he isn't careful, I'll say ' not,' and he needn't ho looking at me with his lordlv glances. I don't care whether a man's as handsome as An tinous or not, but I don't want a tyrant for a lover. And of course," she con tinued. coherently, "everybody knows there are violets, ana columbines, ana ground-laurel " Here Angelica paused to rescue an oversuoe irom tne mua, and, finding it difficult, to leave the other one betide it. " 1 don t care," sue said "Good thick boots do for England; thev'll have to answer here." and she went gayly 'orward into the edge of the wood bv the river. "The idea!" said Angelica. "I'm awfullv afraid thev're riaht at home. Not a leaf on any tree, nothing but the beggarly willow catkins, and the oaks looking callow hs goslings. Why, isn't Amenta a civilized country? Oh, yes, there's a maple, all red and blushing. 1 told you so. I knew there were flow era. '1 And the stooped for a cluster of , vioiets that were shivering in ths breesse. and put litem into her basket "Deal uiI it won't take long at this rale. I shall just tell Mr. Wilston that I filled my basket in half an hour, fr all-his theories, and we have as many flowers in New England as they do in Old England- so!" And the sanguine liltle creature hurried on to do it. She found one pale little hepatica, and a bud beside it, and after an hour's dili gence she found nothing else, not one sweet bit of epigroa, and she was getting highly irate with the American flora, when she paused to see a bird wing through the spaces, and to tell him how silly he was to think it was summer yet, after all. " Mr. Wilston will be so pleased!" she said, indignantly, as if nature ought to take her part. It was a picturesque bit of woods just there; the long lofty stems ol the undraped trees crowding up nto thejight, and the aisles on one hand extending into shfidow, and on the other huge moss grown bowlders and thorny thickets lining the batik, where, some eighty feet below, the river went brawling along over rapids and falls in a way to please a poet or a fisherman. And it was a picturesque little body in the wood that Angelica looked, the wind tcssing her hat half off, her glowing checks, her sparkling brown eyes, and her great shock ot light brown curls blowing all ways at once as she leaned over the edge ot the bank to gaze into tho seething torrent below, and won dered, meanwhile, whether pond-lilies grew in that sort of water. Just then the wind slapped her skirt round a young walnut sapling. Vexed with the rudeness, she s apped it back again; she lost her balance as she did it, and over she went with a cry. Poor liulo Angelica! How many thoughts there are in a second! Her first thought was, "It's the end of me: I'm being torn to pieces on those rockst ' Her second one was, "Ob, what will grandma do without me now?" The third one ran, "And I've been so bad aoout Air, w liston, ana ne il be so sorrv for his little Angelica; and I pushed Tommy yesterday: and once I told grandma a lie" And then there was a wnd whirl of horror, of sharp rocks and drowning whirlpools, and great gulfs of ueatu ana oblivion. When the little body came to herself she was lying comfortably suspended in in id-air in acra lie made of wild plum bushes and the old horse-brier and grapevines that lrd interlaced them selves together there, growing from the crevices. Above her was more than twenty feet of almost sheer rock, and be low her the boiling river, rushing and roaring on. With a start of terror, as memory swept back upon her, she -eized a stout stem ot the vine, and clutched it with all her might; but a gust ol wind. coming at the moment. and rocking the cradle well, assured tier hat her clinging amounted to little, and she presently found the thousand and one briers of tlie wild smilax holding her more securely than it was possible her tiny fingers should. Before long she was able to gather her senses from their trance of horror, in which all reason hart been dissipated, itnd she loosened her dress, and sat up in her nest to look about her. It's of no use," she said at last. "The only way to get down is to free a grape-vine. and climb down on it; and it wouldn't be lonir enough, and it wouldn't be strong enough, and if I got down at all, it would only be into a boiling pit of deep water, and in freeing it I lnikht be like the man who sawed off the end of the branch he sat on if I could free it any wav. And I might as well die of starvation and bo picked by the birds, as die cf drowning and be picked by the fishes. But, oh. dear! dear! dear! what are they doing at home nowP Why can't some of them come aftr me P Why doesn t Mr. Wilston know now Horribly I hang here between heaven and earth P Why doesn't Bomcbody follow me? Oh, what have I dote, what have 1 done, to be punished this way P Oh, you don't suppose I am really going to be left to die tore! Oh. how cruel!" And then there was a great burst of sobbing, and she wrung her hands, and cried again. But the crying over, for the time be ing, Angelica began to look about her. The blow had been struck too power fully to do much less than stun, and she yet hardly realized her situation in full. "I con't quite give it up," sue saia. "Somebody may come this way;" and she hallooed till she was out of breath. It wouldn t be a bad place for pleas ure, she thought, "it one couia get down or up when one wished, and if one h id plenty of books and a lunch basket. Oh, how hungry I am!" Certainly it was not at all a baa place ol its sort swinging cradled there securely in mid air, with the birds darting all about one ; with the great sky full of sunshine overhead; with that usu-uawk sailing in slow circles ere hetilunged. "This is tho way some of thtrl'uget Sound In dians bury their deaa," she thought, "high up in air among the branches. Only they have tin pans hung with them. And that does so put me in mind of our Nora's cream the very last pan she letme skim. And now I'm hungrier than ever. I wonder what time it is long past lunch, of course. I'm hollow now; I shad be famished by dinner time; to-morrow morning I shall be giddy. I wonder how long it takes peo ple to (tie ot slarvation, ana n it s very tearful P I mustn't think about broths, and haricots, and stews, and chicken Dies, and " And Angelica paused, holding this unprofitable meditation for one about to die. " I ought to be read ing my Testament," said she. "And yet . . T -1. ij ; J. tue oniy imng j. suouiu enjoy reauing just now would be a cookery book. Oh, I didn't know I was such a glutton! I suppose in my heart oi hearts I am sure that Mr. wilston will come alter me." It was in the pause of thought follow- ing that she heard voices a myriad, it seemed to her. She had shoutea from time to time ever since she fell; now she raised her voice again, and she couldn't make ou'. whether it wag the children answering her ol a flight of echoes from the opposite rock, sso, it was the children, she at length was sure. Yes, yes, indeed, there were the little faces peering over the brink, through the stems of the saplings fkce ot those very children at whose paper garlands she had laughed; and she called out lustily again cnllod, and called, with furious and half-frenzied cries, till her voice refused to come for more. Plainly as she could see them, lookinir up, the children could not see her" for tho interlacing and protruding vines and branches. But they could hear her all too well a viewless voice; it roused all their little imagina tions, and they scampered away as fast as their feet could carry them, in amazement and fright, to tell of the mysterious sounds they had heard. "Now I must die," Baid poor little Angel; and she fell back in her nest, worn out with her frantic exertions. " I suppose there is some purpose in it. If sparrows don't fall to the grounn un heeded," she said, "God knows I am here." And it would have beeu very mu':h to her surprise, if it had been pos sible for her to know it, that here she fell asleep. The sun was still shining brightly when she awoke; but she was unable to tell whether she had lest herself for a few minutes.or had slept over night and it was now next day. She felt so faint, however, that she was quite sure it was next day. " And he hasn't come for me yet," she sighed. "There is a great deal of vitality in young people," she f aid, " and I am only seventeen." And then in spite of her effort at resigna tion, tears welled over her eyes, to think of the light of her sweefseventeen years so early extinguished. She put her hand into her pocket for her handker chief, to wipe the tears away, before she remembered that she had hung it out as a signal of distress ; and she drew forth, instead, a letter, one that Mr. Wilston had slipped into her hand the evening before, and that she had crumpled up, hardly glancing at it, and had tflen taken with her in the morning, thinking she would read it in the wood. What did he write her such letters for? Why did he want to love her? Why dia he urge it again and again? She was only a child; sue had just be gun to taste the sweetness of life. Why couldn't he let her alone for a little while, till she had looked on her sur round ing J and seen what the world was; had had a little freedom and Eleasure at any rate, till she needed imP Till she needed him! the next thought came. Ah, Heaven! did she not need him nowP And a storm of iears answered for her. 'Oh. if he did love me, if he really did love me, he would know what I am suffering; he would come and help me and save me. It would break hU heart to see mo!" she sobbed. " It would break mine to see him so." And then all at once she paused in her crying and exclaiming,. and opened her brimming brown eyes wide to the sunshine. What I would it really break her heart to see Mr. Wilston Butlering sor would e be carer Did Fhe could she Oh, if she never saw him ngain ntall! Was it possible that, after all, she really, really Was it possible lh:it she she loved V;r. Wu- f-tonP Ard if he never knew! if he never knew! How good he had beer to her! how patient with lur! what a noble tellow be was! bow tenderly, now pas sionately, hisejeshad followed her! If lie was ugly well, she bad never thought so. Now that she should not. see his face again, it seemed beautiful to her. It was the brst lace sue should look for when they both woke at last in the lifo beyond this. And what a forward and perverse child she had been ! V hat bad be ever seen In her to love? But he did ho did love her. And she hugged her little hands over her heart, suddenly conscious that the fact was precious. Well, if she must die, she must. But here was a mercy in the very act of death. It had been given her to love. It seemed as if the Angel of Death had touched her heart with the living fire. This great joy, this great rapture had Duoyea uer neart over tne aoyss. i nere was a first moment for everything, and the first moment of her awakening love, ot her recognition of her love, had been like a winged spirit soaring over death, the seraph springing from the grave. "My love is my foui, ' sue cried, "and my dying sets it free." And now if he never knew! But he should know. Some day they would find her, and the letter in her band. And she refolded that letter, took her pencil-case, and addressed it to Mr. Wil ston, and wrote with her trembling fin gers underneath: "I never knew I loved you. You must forgive me. But X do indeed l do. l am going to die presently. If I had lived, I would have tried to be a good wifa to you." And she signed herself his angel, and lay back m uer nest, Halt content. She lav there a little while, lookinir up at the blue of the sky rising from the red and purple of the rocks, with the white flashes of wings across tt, her mind so made up to the inevitable that she had hardly any fear: and she began softly singing a hymn to herself. " If man s love ia so precious." she was thinking, "what must God's live be?" In the midst of thu tranauil moment. however, she was roused by a singular vibration running through the stout vine ropes of her cradle, and quite another line of thought as instantane ously suggested itself. She had been fully prepared lor this fainting, pain less passing away, high up in air, al most in the blue sky itself; but falling on the jagged rocks and boiling water- all that was horrible, and she felt her heart shaking. Ah, yes. certainly the vine ropes were shaking, too. Were they loosening? were they falling P Oh, what was this? And some great flapping object was fly ing over her with a scream an eagle startled from its perch and a rope was following it, a great noose, and then a band and arm had suddenly closed round her from behind, and a voice was curtly telling her to "obey, and spring back ward." And Mr. Wilston was drawing her out of the neat of the cradling vines, and she was standing, trembling in his grasp, on the shelf of rock where he leaned, with a rope round hi waist made fa3t to a tree above a shelf of rock, she thought, with a swift pulse of chagrin, that had been there all the time, in a crevice round the corner of the cliff, and leading a narrow way up to the sod and the saplings above, if sho had only had tlie sense to turn her head and look for it. Mr. Wilston did not speak a word. He was white as ashes, and she thought she could hear his heart beat. Still holding her and his rope, he crept slowly up the narrow shelf; then he set her down before him, untied Lis rope, and slowly coiled it away, looking at her all the time, with her downcast eye and reddening face half hidden under all the bright brown blowing hair. " Now, if you please," he eaid.gravely , at last, " I will take that letter which I saw you had addressed to me." "A letter addressed to you!" she said, looking up then, a spark of the old spirit half eclipsing that new light which had dawned in her face. "Angel, how much longer" " Longer! I wish you would tell me," she said, " how long I have been here already, and whether it is to-day or to morrow, and what " " How much longer," he cried again. " do you want to torment me P I could claim you as my property by all the laws of salvage," he saia, stepping toward her. " But it isn't necessary, lor 1 read the letter as you held it in your hand before I threw the rope over you. You signed yourself my angel. You said you would be a good wife to me." " Well I -will," said little Angelica. And her face grew so rosy red that she had to hide it, whether she would or no, in the first shelter at hand and if it was her lover's arms, how was that to be helped P " It wasn't such a bad Maying, on the whole," she said, presently, as they went their way home together. " After all, the American flora isn't much be hindthe way-side hedges in Kent. I didn't get much of anything but a fright and a cold, to be sure, and 6ome love-in-idleness, but you gjjt an armful ot An gelica." "The sweetest flower forme' he said, "that blows under heaven." Harper's Bazar. "hat to Do In Case of Fire. The loose garments worn by women and children expose them to special danger from fire. If the fire starts from the bottom of the dress, the na tural upward tendency of the flame soon envelops the whole person, un less by self-control and presence of mind the necessary care be taken by the sufferer, or some one near, without a moment's hesitation. To obey the first in. pulse and open the doors and rush out is sure destruction. The only safety is to fall down instantly on the floor, and roll over on to the fire, snatching a woolen shawl or rug, if near, to wrap round the body. One is comparatively safe by rolling over and over, for the flames will not rise to the face, and the lungs and breathing will be less likely to be injured. Those who may bo m tho room, or may come in, have their work plainly befoie them. Keep doors and windows closed ; snatch the first woolen tbini; to be found a table cover without think ing of the work of art on it. Pull it off! Who cares where tho bric-a-brac rods toP It is a human life in danger. Or snatch a woolen shawl from a chair, a curtain or a rug; anything that one human rm is morevaluable. Wrap the sufferer instantly into something that is woolen the coat from your back, if nothing else ofl'ers and thus closely wrapped roll her on the floor in the folds. Scores of lives have been saved in this way, or lost for want of such immediate action. In case the house is on fire there should be one "captain," if possi ble, who can lead the less self-possessed out of the burning building. Every door, window or aperture through which air can find entrance should be closely shut except during egress. There are always eight or ten inches of pure air close to the floor, and it one cannot walk erect through the smoke he should, as soon as enveloped in some woolen article, drop on the floor on the hands and knees and crawl out. A silk handkerchief or piece of flannel or woolen stocking, wet and put over the face, will enable one to breathe m dense smoke. The " Liberty Cap." The " liberty cap" takes its origin from the ancient Phrygian cap, which may be seen in all the representations of t Tie Trojans in Flaxman's illustrations to Homer. In ancient Greece and Rome, slaves were not allowed to have the head covered, and part of the ceremony of freeing a slave was placing this cap on his head, which thus became the symbol of liberty and was so regarded during the Roman republic. A cap on a pole was used by Saturninus as a token of liberty to all slaves who might join him, and Marius raised the same symbol to induce the slaves to take arms with him against Scylla. After the death of Cuesar the conspirators marched out in a body with a cap borne before them on a spear, and it is said that a medal struck on the occasion and bearing this device is still in ex istence. In Dr. Zlnkeisen's " History of the Jacobin Club " we are told that the " liberty cap" or " bonnet rouge" was introduced by the Girondists and that it owed its favorable reception principally to an article by Brissot, which appeared in the 1'atriote troncais and in which he declared that the " mournful uniform of hats" had been introduced by "priests and despots" and proved from history that "all great na tions the Greeks, the Itomans and Gauls had held the cap in peculiar honor." It is also said that the " bon net rouge" was habitually worn by the galley slaves and was adopted as the symbol of freedom after the release of the Swiss regiments of Chateau Vieux, and it is very likely that this circum stance gave the first impulse to the fashion, but it soon became identified with the " libeity cap" of antiquity. Atw xorK World. TIMELY TOPICS. Two American inventors, working upon diff erent plans, are endeavoring to perfect instruments by which it wi 11 be possible to view persons at a distance as we now speak with them by tele phone. Both claim that this i3 pos sible, and they have only now to dis cover means whereby their wonderful inventions may be made durable and practically useful. The Pennsylvania railroad employ about 15,000 men, the New York Central about the same number, the Chicago and Nortli western, Chicago, Rock Island and Pacific, Chicago and Alton. Grand Trunk, Baltimore and Ohio, Lake Shore and Michigan South ern, 10,000 to 12,000 each. Some idea may be formed of the number of rail way employees in tne united btatesand Canada when it ia stated that there are about 1,800 roads in operation. The German emigration is startling to authorities of the empire. It is just published that nearly 31,000 emigrants left the four ports of Bremen, Hamburg, Stettin and Antwerp for America during the past year. But a small portion has gone elsewhere. This report does not include the Germans who left British and French porta, who may be roughly stated at 10,000 persons. The new Ger man army bill, it is feared, will bring the emigration up ti the proportions of that year succeeding the Franco-German war, when it averaged 1 15,000 per annum. A boy named Morris Van Heisler was shot in Chicago, on the evening of Febu rary 18, the pistol-ball enteringon the leftside of his nead, near the base of the brain. He lay unconscious for one week; then was afflicted with partial paralysis, which continued for some time. At present his general health is excellent, although the hearing of the lelt ear is much impaired, and two of the fingers of his right hand are para lyzed. A curious symptom is his in ability to pronounce any word, long or short, which requires much muscular exertion. He was asked where ho lived, and promptly replied on Twelfth street, but was unable to say near what street. Asked if it was Centre avenue, ho said yes. but was unable to pronounce the name Centre, beveral names were given him to pronounce, without sue cess, although he stated that ho knew what answer was expected. The subject of olor-blindness has rr cently attracted much attention, both in this country and in Europe, among scientific men and public officials. The defect is a much more common one than is generally suspected. There are var ious grades of the malady. Some have almost no perception of color, every color seeming to them gray ; some con fuse primary colors, mistaking red for green, etc. ; others do not easily distin guish between shades ot the same color for example, not distinguishing be tween scarlet and crimson . CaretuI ex amination of large numbers of school children, both in this country and in Europe, reveals that color-blindness is a serious and growing defect of the human eye. That this is a very grave evil and a great source of danger cannot be doubted when we consider that signal lights are elements of danger rather, than of safety to the pilot or engineer if lie has not an accurate perception of color. Public attention has !xeu called to this matter to such an extent that it is very proptrly beginning to be re garded as a necessary test to rigidly examine seamen and railway employees before placing them in positions where life or property may be endangered by this defect. A very simple way of test ing the eye is to put into the hands of a person worsteds of various colors, and ask him to separate the pieces into red. blue, green, etc., and then to shade them from light to dark. One who is color blind will usu-.tlly very soon make a mistake, scientific men have given many plausible theories as to the causes ot color-blindness, but the delict is re garded as incurable. A " Norther" at Yera Cruz. A correspondent writes from Vera Cruz, Mexico, as follows : 1 he harbor may be as smooth as glass, as it very often is; the guards sleep against the gateposts; everything burning up under the sun. in considerably less than ten minutes everything is changed. A whiff ol cool air strikes thesoldicrajind wakes them up. and they see the storm coming a little black cloud, growing larger every minute. Almost before they have time to slam the custom-house gates the wind is blowing furiously, and the air is full of sand, most of which goes into people's eyes. The harbor is full of big waves, and the ships are tossing around aa if there were in mid-ocean. Every steamer gets up a full head ot steam so that she can put to sea in case ot her cables breaking, as thev sometimes do. Small fishing vessels within sight of land do not dare to try and get in, but put out into the gulf. The water be comes almost as white as milk, from the stirring of the coral sand on the bot tom, and in a few minutes the waves are breaking over the top of the custom house, fifty feet high, washing the roof. Sometimes they come with such force that when they strike the solid wall of the custom hcuse they shoot up into the air 100 leet or more; and the Vera Crazans, instead of getting in tho strongest draught they can find and en joying a good breeze from our northern country, like sensible people, wring their hands in dismay, and say : " What wretched weather " (or Spanish words to that effect). The northers often last three or four days, and cool off the whole country, even up on the table lands and all the way over to the Pacific coast, where the natives seem to consider themselves in great danger of freezing to death. "Like father, like son," as tlie young lady remarked when she decided to ac cept the young man for sake of the old man's" money. Questioning. Oh, lip, beneath tho grassos gray, Beneath the dead leaves and the mold, It you could fpeak to me to-day, What strange, sweet secrot.4 would be told! Dear lips, that I have olten kissed, Unclose, and answer me, 1 pray j Or is death's silence like a mUt That shuts the world and us away, So far away T Oh, eyes, beneath tho dead leaves hid, . 1 wonder if yon cannot see, Through the soft iringes of your lid, The blossoms blowing for the bee! Say, can yon see the grasses stir At the warm kisses ot the spring ? Be nature's true intrepreler, And answer all my questioning. Oh, henrt, true heart! whene'er I kneel Between you and the tender sky, Does not some influence make you feel That he who loved you so is nigh T Oh, dear, dead love! it cannot bo That you lorgot the things ot old; I know you heur and think of me, Beneath tlie dead leaves and the mold, With lovo untold. Eben E. Rerford, in Baldwin't Monthly. ITEMS OF INTEREST. One of the greatest problems of life is how tJ avoid running into other people. New York News. "I never do things by halves!" said the urchin, when he ate a whole pie he found in the cupboard. Illinois has the largest number of miles of railw ay (7,022) of any State in the Urion, and Pennsylvania coming next with 6,027. The condor of the Andes is said to kill his prey with its bill, and the milliners of this country are trying the game on married men. Owcgo llecord. The Marathon Independent says there may be prouder planets, and ther may be brighter planets, but when it comes to the matter of beits, old J upiter holds Lis zone. Tne girl puzzle is the latest. It con sists in putting an average girl in front of the ribbon counter of a dry goods store and having her find the particular shade she is after. The Paugyet Woon, head of the glass factories, is King Theebau's master of ceremonies, and is one of the Burmese embassy to England. They have no glass factories in Burmah, but the title holds good all the same. Only a woman's hair, - Biuding the new to the past, Only a single thread Too hail to last. Only a woman's hair Threading a tear and a sigh, Only a woman's hair Found to-day in tho pie. Sleubenville Herald. Very little is known regarding John Harvard, tho founder of Harvard Col lege. He was an Englishman, who came to this country and died in Charlestown, Mass., on the 24th of September, 1638. He left 700 to found a college. A monu m nt to his memory was erected in the burial ground at Chariestown by tho alumni of the college, and was unveiled in 1823, with an address by Edward Ev erett. At the suggestion of the Rev. Dr. George E. EL'is. tlie late James Savage once offered 100 a line lor five lines about John Harvard, and got no infor mation. Cultivate One Talent. One talent, well cultivated, deepened and enlarged, is worth a hundred shal low faculties. The first law of success at this day, when so many matters are clamoring for attention, is concentra tion; to bend all the energes to one point, looking neither to the right nor to the left. It has been justly said that a great deal of the wisdom of a man in this century io shown in leaving things unknown; and a great deal of his prac tical sense in leaving things undone. The day of universal scholars is past. "Life is short and art is long." Tho range of human knowledge has in increased so enormously that no brain can grapple with it; and the man who woUid know one thing well must have tlie courage to be ignorant of a thou sand things, however attractive or in viting. As with knowledge, so with work. Tho man who would get along must single out his specialty, and into that must pour the whole stream of his activity all the energies of his hand, his eye. tongue, heart and brain. Broad culture, many-sidedness, are benutiful things to contemplate; but it is the narrow-edged men the men of ingle and intense purpose, who steel their souls against all things else who accomplish tlie hard work of the world, and who are everywhere in demand when hard work is to be done. Mann faclurer ami Builder. Words of Wisdom. He shall be immortal who liveth till he be stoned by one without fault. One of the best rules in conversation i3, never to say a thing which any of tho company can reasonably wish had been left unsaid. It is good in a fever, and much better in anger, to havo.the tongue kept clean and smooth. Only that which we have wrought into our characters during lile can we take away with us. A good constitution is like a money box its full va'.ud is never know until it lias been broken. Taking a penny that does not belong to one removes the barrier between in tegrity and rascality. Will petitions that do not move the heart of the suppliant, move the heart of Omnipotence? The raven is like tlie slanderer, seek ing carrion to feed upon, ind delighted when a leant ii found.
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