The Forest Republican. (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, May 18, 1881, Image 1

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YOL. XIV. NO. 8. TIOKESTA. PA., MAY 18, 1881.
$1.50 Per Annum,
5 lie Jmt grpuMkau.
IS rUBUSHEI) EVKUY WEDNESDAY, JIX
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On tlio Farm.
, Roosters crowing,
Cat tin lowing, i
Watch-dngs buying,
Horses neighing,
Peacocks in pinnies of splendor screaming. .
In tlio morning.
At the dawnina,
Kitting early,
' Heaping barley,
Tho master regulating teaming.
, Oxen feeding,
Weather heeding,
' . Ilright or hazy,
. , v Milking Daisy,
,Quoon of tjio field, prido of the dairy.
Tlien conies Light-face,
Then comes Bright-face,
Then Blackberry,
y And lied Cherry,
,Jf- Tlio milkmaid, meadow fairy.
Ripo fruit tumbling,
Farmers grumbling,
Cora unfolding,
Women scolding,
And disappointed maidens "pontiug."
When tho cream's off
Bonding teams off
. , To tlio checno-presa;
Tho milk weighs less,
But there may be a brook trout in.
Ah! tho night time
brings tlio bright time,
When harsh noise
And loud voices
Are drowned in deep seas of slumber.
The whip-poor-will
Will not bo still;
She's appealing,
Without feeling,'
For strincs for poor " Will " without number
In thickets hid,
Thokatykid
Wakes to toll ua
She is jealous;
It may be fiction, of flirtation '
, Of some coquette
' Who when she met ,
Sweet Katy fair
Out in the air,
Boid some soft things with palpitations.
Qi orgr Hr. Unrt'iny, inTemptrance Banner.
IOTEGA
GARNET MADE.
I, I .IV
k-Jfi. little. low-broV'-- Tello. eottficrej c
sleepily nestling neath "a canopy of
branching hemlocks. Here dwelt Mis.
Darley, or the Widow Darley, as she
i n.i . v. jnbt.;f.,.,f
watt UOIlllllUill y VlillUVl UJ HiO JtUUlUlUIHSl
r . . Erf Linden, Hero, since tho departure
of her niece, Garnet, her brother Rob
ert's child, for tho city to learn tho
dressmaker's trade, which event occur
red a couple of years ago, she had lived
alone, subsisting on tho produce sho
raisod on the few acres of ground at
tached to tlio cottage, which she man
aged to sell or baiter away for groceries
at a thriving town three miles distant.
Day was fast verging into dusk. In
dued, for some lime twilight had lain
gray upon the scene, and only a silver
line kissed the purple tops of the dis
tant mountain. The Widow Darley sat
by the window busily engaged In darn
ing a wretched-looking stocking over a
mammoth mock orange, bemoaning
with her every stitch her recent attack
of rheumatism which confined her to
, . the house, when sho was thoroughly
conscious of tho fact that her services
were needed out doors. Now was tho
(Jmo to dig her potatoes, now the time
io gather certain apples, and do
avcrylhiug in fact; and here she was,
iiot only unable to get. about, but so
leavily trammeled by debts that she
ound it .impossible to secure the assist-
hnce so much needed.
T "Well, I declarer
tn i a n 1 1.1.
11113 exclamation was caimeu uy mo
rumbling old stage coach, that daily
passed her house, stopping at the front
gate, from which alighted her niece,
who ran lightly up the walk and into
the house followed by a strongly-built
man, bearing on his shoulder a good
sized trunk, which he deposited in tho
hall ere making his exit.
"How d'ye do, Aunt Susan?" with a
hug and a kiss. " Not a slave to rheu
matism, I hone ?"
" Yes," replied Widow Darley, who,
by the way, was a tiny woman of fifty,
with a face not unlike the wrinkled ap
ples that grew on the tree in the garden,
" the monster has me again in his
clutch. But, whatever brings you
home? You haven't surely been seut
adrift?"
" Yes, aunt," a tremor of pain thread
ing her voice in spite of her efforts to
appear unconcerned, " times aro dull,
and Madam Brown has so little work
that she deemed it expedient to dispenso
with the services of those .girls who
proved the most incompetent. I, being
the leabt skillful of all her apprentices,
was discharged without regret. Most
summarily she dismissed me, withhold
ing tho few quaint words of commenda
tion she grudgingly bestowed upon the
others. 1 have no taste for dressmaking,
and am termed a regular botch. Not a
very good recommendation to help se
cure another situation, eh ? But, never
mind, aunt ! I see I am needed at
homo How are things prospering ?"
"Not at all," in her most dolorous
tone; "the placo is fairly weighed down
with mortgages, and, for aught I know
to the contrary, Mr. Lincoln may fore
close any day. Yes, any day may find
us without shelter. Our larder is about
' ...npty and there is no money to replen
j it ; all of tho Hour has been scraped
r i the barrel, and to-day I was obliged
. ok. mow a pailful from Jan day;
hen, too, there in not a tea but' ill the
i i tint JkUiJWiiutf. W iJ it
withofit my cup of tea. I had meant to
have flug a few bushels of potatoes and
got Mr. Denver's horse to go to obtain
someJof tho things 1 cannot get along
without but I am good for nothing
good! for nothing!" with a profound
"Sever mind, aunt, don't worry. I'll
bco hat can be done in tho morning."
And next forenoon, about 10 o'clock,
with' A hoe swung over her shoulder, and
a halbbushel basket in her hand, in
which reposed a half-dozen potato bags
nnd a dainty repast done up in a news
paper, she trudged to the potato lot, to
see what could be done ; for the widow's
niece, 'Oftmet Embers, was a girl equal
to any oDi rgency. Sho was a slender,
graceful! girl, neither blonde nor bru
nette, but a combination of both, as
pretty a creature as one would care to
see, with lier wonderfully fair complex
ion, tingll with tho merest flush of pink,
her dark I Ves, almond-shaped, and full
of vim, Shadowed by black, curling
lashes, and a superb abundance of red
brown hair, coiled low on her well
shaped head, She had donned a dun
hued cal'bo dress, which she had fastened
np on alt sides to keep clear of tho dirt,
tbereby displaying a foot arched and
slender as an Arab's and over her head,
hiding her;',wondrous hair, was one of
her aunt's sunbonnets, making her look,
as fIio declared, a regular guy. She
l eached tho lot and set to work in earn
est, but somehow she made little pro
gress. Oli ! if some strong-handed mas
culine creature were but around 1 What
short work he would make of that job.
At this juncture tho report of a gun
sounded near, and Garnet looked up
just in time to see a chipmunk, running
along the fence dividing her lot from
Mr. Denver's, topple over and an instant
after a man in gray, muscularly framed
and handsome as Apollo, with wide
sombrero shading his lace, appeared in
sight. How propitious the fates were !
What she had devoutly wished for
was yonder a man. Mr. Denver's
hired man, without doubt. She sus
pended operations, and with her hoo
raised aloft, cried ovft:
" llere, young man, oome here! ,1
wantj' you to help in digging a few
bushels of potatoes. I will see that yon
do not incur Mr. Denvor's displeasnro
by doing as I 'desire. And, indeod,
for that matter, you might as well be
working for me as to be idling
away your time in killing harmless
creatures. Come, what do you say ?"
All ngbt, TMss : I'll bo with you as.
soon a can exchange my gun for a hoe,
for I suppose you intend to keep on
digging r
"Certainly. Now don't be long about
it. Tii at s a good man v
Sho was earnestly digging away when
he vaulted over tho fence and stood by
her side, hoo in hand, his hat lower
down on his face than ever. But
Widow Darley's niece paid no attention
to his personal appearance. Ho was
nothing but a hired man, so whether
ugly or comely what mattered it to her ?
Old Sol, an inflamed ball of beat, glow
ered upon them savagely, and the peri
spiration stood in beaded drops upon
their faces as they toiled on, Mr.
Denver's hired man making no better
progress with his row of potatoes than
Garnet with hers. ', The girl glanced at
him contemptuously.
" You don't succeed any better than I
a girl. You are the greenest hand at
digging potatoes I ever saw. Mr. Den
ver '11 not keep you long, I know.
" remaps not," he said, in a non
chalant way. " I am a green hand at
it, I acknowledge, but I guess I can
learn after a while. See, miss, if I have
done my work welt
" Oh, my !" she cried out, vexatiously
" how stupid now very stupid you
are ! Yon have not got the potatoes
half out of tho hill, and those you have
hauled out are well-nigh chopped to
pieces by tho hoe. You wield that
instrument as if it wero your intention
to mutdate, to destroy; You need dig
no more 1"
" Well," leaning contentedly against
tho hoe-handle, and wiping the perspir
ation olf his forehead with the daintiest
of white handkerchiefs, from which
emanated the perfume of violets, " what
next shall I do ? Issue your commands,
Miss Miss"
" Embers, young man, and an espe
cial friend of your master, Mr. Denver.
Well, as you do not manage the hoe
adroitly enough to be anything but
detrimental to auntie's potatoes, you
may as well take tho half-bushel basket,
gather them up and put them in the
bags. JI'hey aro peach-blows, and are
sure to bring an excellent price in the
market; Mr."
She stopped and eyed him narrowly
for the first time, styling him a remark
ably handsome and distingue-looking
person for a hired man.
" You roaj call mo Bob," he said, with
a comical enmace. " Mr. Denver calls
me that."
" Well, Bob, to work ! Don't lag, and
when noon comes you may share my
lunch with me under the apple tree.
Ouite an inducement. A feeling of
ludicrousness camo over him, and he
fairly shook with laughter. Was he
laughing at her? Garnet drew herself
up proudly, a spark of lire in her big
dark eves.
" What makes vou laugh so immoder
atelv. Bob? It is not polite of you, and I
bhall certainly report your ill-behavior
to Mr. Denver."
" lJray don't, Miss Embers," with an
affected humility.."! couldn't help it
Indeed I couldn't. If you had sec u that
ill-favored hop-toad leap over that
potato, you'dlaugh, too. It was so fanny
Tho toad was so frmall. whereas tht
potato has grown to n enormous, hi;',
rejjiibr whopper! Look! Mi-.s I'm!
there goes the fellow now under that
straggling vine 1"
Humph I waif all the answer she
vouchsafed him as sho went on with her
digging, but sho doubted tho existence
of tho toad and believed ho was making
porx oi ner.
lho minutes crept up, Vi oclock
came, and Hob was waxing savagely
hungry. As ho emptied the fourth
basket of potatoes, he said:
" It is noon now, Miss Lmbers, I ra
sure. Heo I Uld ool is directly over
us. uome, let s nave our luncn under
the apple tree. I'm hungry as a canni
bal." "I too," acknowledged Garnet. Get
that parcel yonder, Bob, and don't
queeze it, else you'll crush the cran
berry tarts in it. Aunt Sarah made
them, and she's a famous pastry cook."
Cranberry tarts I his month begin
ning to water. "You bet I'll hold it
lightly. I am especially fond of them.
But what delicacies does the luncheon
contain. Miss Embers, prepared by your
hands ?"
" Not any, Bob," with something that
sounded like a sigh. "Iam ho better
cook than dressmaker. Wo have both
missed our vocation. I worked two
years in Madam Brown's establisliment
endeavoring to learn now to cut and
make dresses, but failwd ignominiously;
was therefore sent homo minus a recom
mendation. So it will be with you,
Bob. Although a thoroughly good man,
Mr. Denver is a very exacting one, and
if your work to-day is a specimen of
what you can do ho will not keep you in
his service any longer than what is ab
solutely necessary. bat up-lnil won;
lifo is for the poor ! Dear me ! I won
der what I am good for, anyway I
" Good to look at, he muttered, un
der his breath, wishing that she would
toss olf the sunbonnet that almost con
cealed her face. Then aloud, " Good to
dig potatoes, I suppose."
At which bom laughed Heartily, and
together they wended their way to the
apple tree, weighed down with golden
fruit, at whose foot they were to par
take of their lunch. A musical stream
let threaded its way over a pebbly bed,
washing the roots of the apple tree as
it ran merrily on. Here, on the grass,
in sound of its babbling voice, tbey
seated themselves and prepared to par
take of the repast, which Garnet spread
daintily out on a newspaper, urst tbrow
inor off the offendins; Bunbonnet, which
motion caused the red-brown nair to
tnmbl .about her face, making a pic
ture at which Titian would have raved.
" By Jupiter !'' ejaculated Bob, " she
is even prettier than I imagined. She
is a perfect witch."
Ho had doffed his sombrero, and uis
. . . . ...
picturesque, Moorish face, illumined
by darkly splendid eyes, uarnet thought
the handsomest in the world.
If he were not a hired man," she
mused, " or even had ever so small an
income, I believe I could love him. As it
.1 i 1 ! T 11
is, the idea is simply rnucuious. j. wui
sound him to see if he is as intellectual
as he looks.
Sho did so, and they fell into a con
versation so agreeablo to both that time
passed by. unheeded. A man's voice
aroused them. It was Mr. Denver's.
" Heigho I" ho cried, in a hearty tone,
" having a picnic on a small scale ? Pla
guy mean of you, Miss Garnet, not to
extend an invitation to your nearest
neighbor. When did you arrive ?"
" Last night. And, Mr. Denver," as they
shook hands, " I took the liberty of so
liciting help from your hired man in
digging a few bushels of potatoes to take
to market.'
" Ha, ha, ha 1" The good man's laugh
rang out loud and clear. "Did , you
really take Bob for a hired man ? Why,
this is my guest, Mr. Lincoln tho
gentleman who owns the mortgage on
your aunt's place. He, to use an ex
pression in vogue, is fairly rolling in
riches. Ha ! ha ! ha ! my hired man I
Miss Embers, Mr. Lincoln."
He strolled away, and tho two were
left alone. No reply: the fair face was
mricd low in her hands, and Garnet
It as if sho could never meet his gazo
. -w- 1 1 . 1 1.
again, llow came sue to maiio such an
egregious blunder. Weil, no apology
would bo admissible now, and she must
bravo it out as well as possible.
"Garnet," and now the hands were
emoved from tho flushed face and held
in his warm clasp, " listen to me. You
have made a mistake, and tho only way
you can rectify it is to accept mo as your
friend. ill you r
And plucky little uarnet, with a
coquettish glance from under her jet-
black lashes, said:
" I will. That is." with a pretty hesi
tation to her voice, " if you take me and
aunties potatoes to market with Mr.
Denver's horse. I wish to iurchase
sonio groceries. fc
It is needless to say that lie divi as
sho desired, and late in November,
when the air was chill and keen, and tho
flakes of snow eddied to the ground and
covered it with a mantle of white, Lob
ert Lincoln presented Mrs. Darley with
a deed of the placo and took Garnet
awav with him to his city home, where,
as his wife, she reigns quite royally; and
he alwavs blesses the dav when bo dug
potatoes with her, and sho took him for
" Mr. Denver s hired man.
It is well known that certain fowls OIL
their digestive apparatus with gravel
and pebbles, which a-t as millstones in
grinding up their food. Ilecent investi
gation showed that other animals are
addicted to similar habits oh a larger
scale. Seals swallow stones weighing
from one to two and sometimes even
three, pounds each, while ono investiga
tor found, not long hi nee, ten pounds of
these boulders in the stom.'ch of a si a-
Kisses.
" Kiss mo softly, and ppeak to mo low."
There is a story told of an old Scotch
deacon who courted a girl for a good
many years but never found courage
enough to ask her to many. One day,
after they had been " keepin' company"
for about ten years, ho ventured to
solicit a kiss.
"Let me first ask a blessing," ho
said, and falling upon his knees ho im
plored the Divine benediction.
no next, with due circumspection and
Scotch deliberation, possessed himself
of tho kiss, when with a sounding smack
he exclaimed: "Eh! woman, but it was
good ! Lot us return thanks 1"
That prince of good fellows, John G.
Saxe, has added this to the kissing lit
erature: dive me Muxes all is wasto
Save tho luxury of tho taHte.
And for kiwdng kises live
Only when wo take and give.
Kihs mo, then,
Every moment, and again.
There are poetic kisses and Platonic
ki88es Such as tho beautiful Madam
Itecamier gave to Chateaubriand; there
aro historic kisses such as those re
corded in thebook of Genesis; spiritual
kisses such as Solomon tells us about,
and treacherous kisses, that betray:
And tli.i jest seldom slips .
Hut it strikes a tender chord;
And a kiss was on tho lips
Of the wTetch that sold his Lord.
WTiat is the sweetest kiss in the
world? Who can tell? Passion puts
a sting into its kisses love is selfish
duty cold. The kisses of friendship are
mere compliments. Tho kiss of recon
ciliation between those who truly love
should be the sweetest of all kisses.
There is a kiss that is the embodiment
of purity, innocence, and tender, trust
ful love. It is a fluttering, clinging,
rosebud kiss, that leaves a memory as
pure and loving as itself; it is
THE BABY'S KISS.
"Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
How does tho baby grow ?
Colic spells, and ears like shells,
And kisses from top to toe."
It is upon the babv's kisses that the
heart of the mother lives. Oh, the lit
tle ones that have been laid away bap
tized with tears and kisses 1 the kisses
that were given not back again, and yet
.hich were bo dear so dear.
"Dear as remembered kisses after
death." savs Tennyson.
There is a pretty legend that Christ
had a dimple in his chiD, laid there by
an an e el's kiss, and whoever he kissed
would Burely receive that dimple, so the
Germans say of one who has a dimple
chin: She is Christ-kissed."
The kiss of respect is given upon the
forehead; that of admiration upon the
eves: that of beauty upon tho cheeks.
The kiss of love is given upon the lips.
It is said men do not waste kisses
unon each other when they can' do so
much better, but in every other chapter
of the Biblo some old patriarch falls
unon the neck of some other old patri
arch and kisses him. and tho father of
the prodigal son ran and kissed him.
and however distasteful it may be men do
kiss each other at the present time when
they meet after long absences and aro
closely related, or have a David and
Jonathon sort of friendship for each
other.
The late Princess Alice, eldest daugh
ter of Queen Victoria and wite oi an
Austrian prince, lost her life a year or
two ago through a kis;'two, of her
children died of diphtheria, and sho
could not resist the pleading of her
dying boy to " kiss mamma;" she kissed
his paling lips in an agony of mother
love and took the dread disease, which
resulted fatally.
No doubt the kisses of young lovers
taste better than any luxury yet discov
eredthey must be spooney ami inno
cent and untutored for kisses like
other nectar of tho gods lose their fla
vor in time.
" They Mood above tho world
In a world apart,
And hhn dropped her happy eyes
And stilled tho thmhliing pulses
Of her happy heart ;
And the moonlight fell above her
Her secret to discover
As though no human love r
Had laid his kinoes there."
The hero of Loekesly nail said
"Many an evening by tho waters did we watch
the stately bliips ;
And our spirits rushed together at tho meeting
of tlio bus."
The dramatic kiss has attracted con
siderable attention lately. The way in
which Emma Abbott kisses that hand
some Castle, who plays "Paul" to-her
"Virginia," is too, too much 1 It is re
corded variously as " emotional," " par
oxysmal," "spontaneous," "absorbing,"
and everybody wondered when liltle
Emma learned to kiss in that way.
Sarah Bernhardt makes a little rush at
her vis-a-vis, and kisses him behind the
ear before he knows w hat it is all about.
Mary Anderson's kisses remind an actor
who plays with her of the time he put
his tongue to a frozen lamppost when a
boy, and now all tho old boys aro look
in" for frozen lamp-posts to kiss. Here
is a darling
HIT OF hKNTIMKNT:
" Up to her chamber window
A slight wire trellis grows,
Ami up this Itomeo s hulder
Clambers a lld w hito roue.
To her scarlet lips Mio holds him,
And kihM'x bi oi many a time ;
Ah, me ! it wus he t but won her,
because he dared to climb."
JjitfuU J-'rte I'resn.
An old soldier's overcoat was sold at
auction in Pennsylvania tho other day
for $75.50. It was worn in tho war of
1K12 and during apart of the first inter
of tho rebellion, and is htill in a good
state of preservation consideiiny its
long nnd be ere Usaj-'e.
FOR THE LADIES.
The IlUMtlnn Frlrl' Wife.
There is only one happy woman in
Russia; it is the priest's wife; and it is
a common mode of expression to say,
"as happy as a priest's wife." The
reason why she is happy is because her
husband s position depends upon her
If she dies ho is deposed, a.id
a mere lavmen; his property
iccomes
s taken
away from him, and distributed, half to
bis children and half to the gcvea-nment.
This dreadful contingency makes the
Russian priest ' careful to get ai healthy
wife, if lie can, and makes blua take
extraordinary good care of her' after he
has got her. He waits upon her in the
most abject way. She must never get
her feet wet, and she is petted and put
in hot blankets if she has so much as a
cold in her head. It is the greatest
possible good fortune for a girl to
marry a priest, infinitely better than to
be the wife of a noble.
Women of IMnny ITusbnnds.
It is asserted that a lady in Calhoun
county, HI., although seventy years old,
has recently married her sixth husband.
Her last deceased husband was named
ace, and the man she has just married
is named Farris. A romantic feature of
her last matrimonial venture is the fact
that Mr. Farris was her first love, but
cruel fate intervened and prevented
their union. All her dead husbands are
buried in tho family gravevard upon the
farm on which she resides, and her
present husband, as he counts the green
mounds, will have ample opportunity to
reflect on the uncertainty of married
life. Of another woman, living in Geor
gia, it is related that she has had five
husbands. She married four widowers
in successiom The first widower lived
one and a half miles from the lady, when
she was a widow; the second, third and
fourth lived about the same distance from
one another.so that she had in turn charge
of eaoh of the residences, and she is
now living happily with her fifth hus
band within seven miles of her orfgiuid
home.
Pnshlon Note.
Low-necked linings are used in
the
lace dresses made for this summer.
The lace straw bonnets are open
worked and require a colored lining.
Tunic jackets with wide cascades of
lace are much worn in the morning.
Strong contrasts of color are observ
able in most of the new satin costumes.
Some of the new polonaises are made
with full, panior-like draperies over the
hips. .
The favorite designs for steel lace are
similar to those for point and Torchon
lace.
The real novelty in ribbons is the
double-woven ribbon without selvage or
sem.
Steel is used
jackets as well
to trim rather simple
as those of rich ma-
terial.
Steel- is much used in decorating
laces, passementeries, guages and trim
mings. Normandy bonnets of the most prim
itive ehope are among tho summer mil
linery.
Velvet collars, cuffs, bow for the
waist and bands for the hair now ccme
in sets
Lace and flounces alternate with
muslin plaitings on the summer
dresses.
Shirred effects in skirt draperies
appear on the most fashionable imported
dresses.
Ombre satins do Lyon grow moro and
moro pormlar for both dresses and
bonnets.
Gingham and momie cloth parasols
to match suits, will bo much used this
summer.
Tho shirring on the front and sides of
skirts is to bo in horizontal rows half an
inch apart.
A dash of yellow, blue or red is
. -i i i il . i' .M. -if 11
deemed essential to me unisn oi an
dark toilets.
Fine velveteen is combined with tho
black and white cheeked silks used for
summer costumes.
Little soft loose rings of hair falling
over tho forehead are taking lho piace
of tho long-favored bangs.
High neck ruches of black lace and
white lace pluited together aro very
fashionable and exceedingly becoming.
A novelty in English straw bonnets is
in poko or coal-scuttle shape, with a
brim in calecho style, formed by turned
up braids of tho straw.
. Some of tho black open straws in
bonnets are so lino that they look like
thread lace. Other designs are in imi
tation of Torchon lace.
Albatross cloth robes in full shades of
color, cream and pure white, aro taste
fully embroidered in Oriental colors and
designs with floss silks.
A new sort of trimming is made by
shirring eatin, doubling the material
where the thread is run so as to produce
the effect of alternate tucks and pull's.
The favorite shape for tea. gowns of
ceremony is Ihe loose dolman, viiiite-
liko sack with elbow sleeves, worn
over a richly-trimmed demi-trained
skirt.
The gowns are made of the most
.ml 1 -1 1 1
costly urocades ani gauzes rnricueu
with bilver, gold and steel threads, and
trimmed with laees, fringes and tassels
to match.
If hiime enterprising n How would now i-nrn.-i
the market "U l'r. bull's l'oii;;li Syuip In- c.n.M
inuko his fortune, for there are thoiihuii'ln w hu
would r.ulii r pay ilouUc the u tad prieu than
le without, thin valuable remedy.
First Time at Chnrrli.
A grave gwect wonder in thy baby face,
And look of mingled dignity and grace,"
Snch as a painter hand might lovo to trace.
A pair of tniMing, innocent blue eyes,
That higlu r thnn tho stained-glass window riso
Into tho fair and cloudless summer skies.
Tho people round her sing, "Above tho sky
There's rest for little children when they dio "
To her thus gazing uf that rest seems nigh.
Tho organ penis; sho must not look around,
Alihough with wonderment her pulses bound
Tho placo whereon she stands is holy ground.
The sermon over, end tho blessing saidj
Sho bows as "mother" does her "CI(bx.
head;
And thinks of little sister w ho is dead.
Sho knows that now sho dwells above tho sky
Where holy children enter when they dio,
And prays God tako her there too, by-and-byo.
1M, may Ho keep you in the faith alway
And bring you to that home for which you p ray
Where all shall have their child-hearts
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Chamlters' Journal.
HUMORS OF THE DAY.
Shocking A magnetic bat tery.
A boaster's virtues are on the Bur
face. Undiessed kids will be quite common
at the sea shore this summer.
Everything has to pay up sometimes ;
even the little chickens have to shell
out.
Say for instance a dog loses his paw
and a rooster loses his maw,does it make
orphans of them ? Steubenville Herald.
When is the most dangerous time to
visit the country? Give it up? When
the trees are shooting and the bulrushes
out.
The Philadelphia Chronicle says that
married men are like eggs, because by
being kept in hot water they become
hardened.
Man's Lot, Twixt women and wine
man's lot is to smart ; the wine makes
his head ache and women his heart.
Old Rhyme.
A hungry hen will pick up 113 kernels
of corn in a minute by the watch and
have a second and a half left to look for
more. Free Press.
" Life is a great battlefield," says a
renowned philosopher. Perhaps that is
the reason there is so much charging
done. McGregor ATetrs.
Our forefathers could not harbor the
idea of paying taxes on their tea, so
they compromised the matter by harbor
ing the tea. Yawcob Strauss.
The meanest man in the country lives
in Missouri. He pleaded in a breach
of promise suit that a contract, made on
Sunday night was not binding.
A little girl had been scolded by her
grandmother. She picked np her little
kitten, and, caressing it, said: " I wis 'a
one of ns three was dead. And it ain't
you, kitty, and it ain't me."
Conversation turned on a late mar
riage between December and May, some
of the gentlemen poohpoohing the
match. But tho lady stoutly cham
pioned tho frost-bitten Benedict.
" Why," said she, " every man ought to
keep himself married as long as he lives.
Now, here's my husband 1 What would
he be good for without a wife? If I
should die to-night he would get an
other wife to-morrow, I hope. Wouldn't
you, Josiah ?" Josia'i breathed heavily,
and seemed to sum up tho connubial
torments of a lifetime in his calm re
sponse: " No, my dear, I think I should
take a rest!"
" Unwinding."
The thieves who infest the lower part
of tho Bowery at night have a word
which, if it is not new to them in the
sense in which they are using it, is new
in that significance to most readers. It
is not uncommon for a stranger who
strays into tho Bowery late at night
considerably intoxicated to find himself
in tho morning " unwound." He would
not bo likely to thus describe himself,
but to the. tliieves the word defines the (
process through which ho Jias passed.
While making his uncertain way along
that thoroughfare the stranger has been
caught by tho arms and led into one of
the many dens which keep open doors
all night. His coat and vest are unbut
toned, " grasped by their fronts and
wound olf from him with a single mo
tion while ho stood just Inside the
threshold. The muscles of his arms,
being incapable of that rigidity w hich a
sober man might impart to them,
offered no obstacle to the process of un
winding. After the rotation thus im
parted to the stranger had ceased he
found himself standing on the sidewalk
with onlv a vague idea of the direction
whence 'he came. The thieves were
richer by tho value of tho coat, vest,
perhaps the watch, and maybe a quan
tity of loose change in the vest pockets.
Those w ho profit by unwinding do not
scorn snch trifles even as pocket hand
kerchiefs and odd nickels. Hurler's
Weekly.
In 1S77 M. do Lavergno estimated
tho value of tlio agricultural produce of
Fiance at $1,500,000,000 including
wine, cattle and all other products of
the soil. In 1S7H Mr. Caird, who is to .
l-'iifrliin .1 wliiLt, M. do Lavenrno H to
France, estimated the total vanie or mo
agricultural p
al products of the I niteti j
Kingdom at $7H:i,00U,l)0.
France is double that f
Tho area of
the Fnitt
Kingdom.
Celery seed will
twentv vears old.
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