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TIONESTA, PA, WEDNESDAY, MAT 3, 1882. $1.50 Per Annum. - I J is 1 Tlie Silver Lining. There's never day bo snnuy But a littlo c)oud appears J There's never a life eo happy liut has its time of team ; Tot the sun shines out the brighter WhcooTor the tompost clears. TVats's never a gardon growing With roses in evrry plot ; There's never a heart so hardened Tut St one tondor spot : IVe fcnve only to prune the border To find the forgot-me-uot. ' 'TV ore's rover a sun that rlfes Cut we know 'twill set at night ; The tints that gleam In the morning At evening are Just M bright J And the hour that is the sweetest Is between the dark and light. There's never a dream so happy But the waking makes us sad ; TImito's never a dieam of sorrow But the waking makes us glad ; We shall look some day with wondor , At the "troubles" we have had. THAT GREEN SILK. Mrs. Deacon Lewis and Mrs. Davis, tho jostmifttrees, were conferring to gether in mysterious whispers as they leaned over their mutual back-yard fonce. Said Mrs. Deacon Lewis : "Seein' is believin' or else I should eay jest as yon do, that it couldn't be true; btit I jont stepped into Mine Badger's to see what she'd ehargo to fix over iny black alpaca I wa'n't in any harry tor tfig alpaca, but I kind of got an idea that there was pomethin' in the "wind and I thought meb be Tconld find out what it was there and there I saw it with my own two eyes, all over plait iu's and ruClin's that itseemedabnrnin' aharoe to cat np good thick silk into, and fliJ np in the bank so't I couldn't have the heart to net down on it. And Miss Badger, for all she's so clofce monthed, she np and told me who it belonged to, and savs I, 'Yon don't say so F and snvs she, 'Yes, I do,' and then she pursed hor lips np kind of pro Tokin', as if she oould t$ll a great deal more it she wa a mind to. Bnt Fv Rot wit tnouph to pnt two and two to gether, if folks is close-mouthed, and eays I, right out for there ain't nothin' sly about me--says T, 'Then Cordilly Brewfter is a-goin to get married.' And Mi?s Fadgor she never denied it" ' Well, it does beat all," said Mrs. Davis. "This has been a sing'lar year, "what with the comet and the terrible Tiappenin'B all round; and now Ooidilly Brewhter settin' up to have a green silk dress, when she Lasn't worn anything but bon .bazifxs and alpaca and her one old bl:-k silk for nigh upon twenty yearn. It's enough to upset anybody's ideas altogether, and make 'em think the world's comin to an end. Though I can't oay that snob extravagance looks ranch like tbemulenium. Mis. Deacon Lewis shook her head in solemn censure. " A good black silk would have been much more suitable and beoomm to a woman most forty years old, to say notum' or tno wear and tne maim' over, and for a minister s wife " " You don't say that she's goin' to marry the ministerF' exclaimed Mrs, Davis. " Why, I suppose so, of course, can it be if it isn't the minister?" I never saw any sign of Who their Jreepm company. Jt'arson ureeley is too speritual to marry a woman that crimps her front hair with hot slate pencils; and the never put more than three eggs into those custards that she carried to the donation party. I should think more likely 'twas somebody that she picked up when she was down to Haverhill vimitin', or John Parmenter, that used to keep company' with her htn they was young, and has kind o' been doin' it, off and on, ever sence." " Oh, she wouldn't have John Par menter, even if he had spunk enough to ask her, wnicn ne nam t. lie is a good fellow, John is, but he'll never set . the world aure, and he s been runnin down hill terribly lately; has had to mortgage his farm, they do eav." "Conlilly's money would oome in just right, then; but, as you say, I don't suppose she would have him. It's likely that a what a made John turn out so roorly, her not bavin' him. But I can't really believe it's the minister. There's yam my; let's ask Dim. Sammy Greeley, the minister's young, est hopeful, who was engaged in " shin ning up" a neighboring telegraph pole with the nmhitious design of attaching Liakiteto tho wire, descended some what reluctantly to the earth and obeyed Mrs. Divis' beckoning finder. Sammy was a freckled-faced urchin with a turned-up nose, the expression of which was contradicted by a pair of creternatuially solemn and innocent looking bine eyes. In spite of his eyes Bammv was generally regarded as "limb." and he and his three brothers, Moses. Rosea and Joseph, caused the old nroverb concerning ministers' sons to be often repeated with somnle head- shakmors by the townspeople, " Biinmy, is your father goin to be married ?" asked Mrs. Davis, with her hand affectionately placemen Sammy's shoulder. "The old Rent? He couldn't remem ber to. Nobcdy would have him, either. He's as bald as a door-knob, and he aks a blebuin' anywhere along between the meat and the puddin', And Joe and me would px her, anyhow. Wouldn t yon like to have marry a nice, kind lady like Mins tiilly Brewster? She would teach ' v to behave" him Cor- you " Know how Rood enounh now, and I'd wring her old parrot's neck I I don't believe it, anyhow, but I'm goin' to find out. And off went Sammy, regardless of his kite, and burst, breathless, into his father's study. You ain't goin' to aanarry Miss Breweter and her old green parrot that swears, and have her always cleariu' up and dustin' and losin' your papers, are yer?" demanded Sammy. lhe minister turned from his sermon writing and regarded Ham. amazement. Gradually his expression changed to one of perplexity. He re moved his spectaoles from his eyes to the top of his bead and then he tapped his forehead with the tips of his fin gers, as if to summon forth some stray ing recollection. "That must be the very thing I was trying to remember t Wait a moment. I mtint have set it down somewhere." And Parson Greeley drew from one of the pigeon holes of his desk some loose sheets of foolscap paper which had evi dently been used as a diary. Several pages were devoted to memoranda; these the minister read aloud: Mem. To confute the infidel ped dler's argument by St. Paul, and Mem. To tell ieborah, mildly but firmly, that so much saleratus is not conducive to health. Mem. -To punish Joseph and Samuel for unseemly conduct at prayer time. 'Mem. To admonish Brother Bates (gently) that he is becoming unsound in den trine. " ' Mem. To endeavor so far as lies in mo to restore peace to the singing seate. Mem. To endeavor to exercise such a measure of wholesome restraint over Moses and Samuel that they may not r ecome a cause of scandal to the neighborhood. " Mem. To devote a greater meas ure of attention to worldly matters, such as applying blacking to my boots, and brushing my raiment. . Mem. To consider prayerfully whether the use of hair-dye is incom patible with the principl es of the Christ ian religion or the duties of the Christ- an ministry. '"Mem. That the singing reats are m the hands of uod, and that lie causes even the wrath of man to praise Him. " ' Mem. To consider prayerfully the subject of contracting a matrimo nial allianco with Miss Cordelia Brew ster. " That's it I I knew I was not mis taken ; and I felt that I had leadings from the Lord in that direction; and yet, in the midxt of manifold cares and distractions, it wholly slipped my mind, weak and erring mortal that I am. But it may not yet be too late." And the minister seized his hat, giving it a hasty blush with bis sleeve, and hur ried to the door, turning, however, to lay his hand with unwonted tenderness upon his son's head, saying, solemnly: "Samuel, I thank you for this sugges tion, and I would that I oould perceive in you as lively signs of the workings of grace as I do of wisdom and discern ment beyond your years." Samuel, left alone, looked after his father with a most lugubrious face. " For a feller to go and do it himself, that's the worst of it ! I hadn't better let on to Mose and the rest that I did it I No more fun if she comes here; she'll want a feller not to tear his clothes and have his hair brushed every minute, and no pie or cake be tween meals. We'll make it lively for her, though Mose and Hose and Jo and I." All unconscious of what was in store for her Miss Cordelia Brewster was en gaged in inspecting and admiring her green silk dress, which had just been sent home fiom the dressmaker's. Miss Cordelia was a plump little woman. with a pinkish bloom still lingering upon her cheeks, and no trace of time's frosting upon her chestnut looks, why she bad never married was a mystery. For ten years after her father, the vil lage aoctor, naa atea, leaving her a modest competence, the gossips had been on the lookout for signs of matri monial intentions on her part. When she had passed thirty and was still Miss Cordelia, people gradually ceased to speculate about her. For some inscrut able reason they decided that Miss Cor delia meant to be an old maid to the end of the chapter. It was observed that even John Parmenter, who had somewhat indefinitely "hung round" her for years, "kind o' dropped off;" he no longer sat in the singing seats, where Miss Cordelia still serenely kept "her place, despite the rivalry of younger choristers ; so they were not so fre quently thrown together, and he was seldom seen to walk home with her from the weekly prayer-meeting ; his old sorrel mare was very rarely seen fastened to the hitching-post before Miss Cordelia's door of a Sunday night; and only once or twice had he been seen shyly to offer her a nosegay of southernwood and cinnamon pinks, which grew to great perfection in his garden, and of which, in her girlhood, Miss Cordelia had been very fond. Many other admirers had Miss Cor delia, but she had turned a cold shoul der upon all, and seemed perfectly con tented to live on in her comfortable old house, with trim box-bordered flower beds in the front yard, and lilao bushes crowding in at the windows, with her handmaiden Tryphoea, who was not, as her name suggested, a blooming aud romantio young maiden, but an ancient and angular spinster, who believed in signs and omens, and always "felt" coming events "in her bones." Try phoea wa.9 now gazing at the greeu silk with a melancholy expression of coun tenance. " Green means, forsaken; there ain't no denyin' it. And Seliny Wilson, that was merried in green, was laid out a corpse in it before the end of the year; and Mertildy Lyman, that was merried in a white muslin sprigged with green, and green bunnit strings, she had a drunken husband that fell off the hay mow and dislocated his spinal column, and everybody knew her twins wa'n't bright; and " " But I am not going to be married in it, you know, Tryphosa," said Miss Cor delia, turning a merry face up to Miss Tryphosa's doleful one. "Perhaps it is only unlucky as a wedding dress. As for being forsaken, there doesn't seem to be anybody left to forsake me but you, and I am not afraid that all the green dresses in the world could make you do that." "There ain't no luck about green nohow," said Tryphosa. "If 'twas lay lock, now, or a handsome brown " I suppose I really ought to have had black," said Mies Cordelia, medita tively; " but some way the spring com ing on; with everything so fresh and bright, made me feel as I used to long ago, and I've made believe to myself I wouldn't own it to anybody but you, rryphosa but I've made believe I was a girl again. And that's why I had this green silk." "And that's why you've been putting posies in your hair. Well, it beats all what a difference there is in folks. Now spring puts me in mind of house cleanin' and soap-bilin' and bitters Land sakes i if there ain't Parson Gree ley a-comin' up the walk, and nothin' but the old cropple crown for dinner, and all skin and bones at that, and he a-comin' in the yard this blessed min ute F' Miss Cordelia whisked the green silk out of sight, and smoothed her crimps demurely down, as she hastened to greet her visitor. It happened that Miss Polly Watkins, who went about the village peddling a concoction known as Watkins' Unap proachable Liniment, was so fortunate as to be passing just as the minister opened Miss Oordeha's front yard gate. " There 1 I knew well that there wa'n't never so much smoke without some fire. Miss Badger needn't think she could make me believe that green silk gown with a train didn't mean something. So it's the minister. Well men-folks is terrible ehort-sighted cre rs. There is them in Westfield that would make him a good sensible wife " Miss Polly was so unhappy as to go on for nearly a quarter of a mile before she met anybody to whom she could tell her news, and then it was only Dr. Ramsay, jogging along behind his old white horse, and between him and Miss Polly " there wa'n't," as she expressed it, "no great likin', no more'n there was apt to be between two of a trade." Bm etill news was news, and Miss Pollv could, not resist the temptation of an opportunity to share it. "Well, things do turn out queer 1" said the doctor to himself, meditatively flicking a fly off his old white horse as he jogged along again. I wouldn't have thought she would have had any body, let alone the old parson. If I had thought Why, l m ten years young er'n he is and a sight better calculated to please the fair sex. And that's a snug bit of property of Miss Cordilly's, and she's a wholesome-looking, good- tempered woman, to say nothing of be ing handsome, which don't signify. I ' believe I can cut out the parson if I try. I always said I would die a bach elor, but it's a wise man that changes ms mind." And the dootor aotually whipped his hcrse ut of his accustomed jog into a lively trot, and everybody ran to the window, for the doctot m a hurry was a sight that the oldest inhabitant had never seen. In the meantime Miss Polly had met Abner Phillips, one of the "black folks," who lived three miles from the village. But Abner could not have been more interested in Miss Polly's news if he had lived next door to the possessor of the green silk. Ins homeward way led him past John Parmrnter's house, and John was hoe ing in his garden. Wa'al, now, Parson Greeley is goin' to do a pretty good thing for himself, ain't he ? ' drawled Abner, after the usual comments and inquiries concern ing crops had been exchanged. "He knows which side his bread is buttered on. ParsonB ginerally doos." " What is he going to do ?" inquired John Parmenter. "You don't mean to say you hain't heard? Wa'al, I declare, you don't know what's goin' on so well as black folks doos I die's a-goin' to marry Miss Cordilly Brewster. He's tumble tejus, the old parson is, and she'll have to step around lively to fetch up them boys. But women-folks always doos sot by a minister." After Abner had gone John Par menter dropped his hoe and stood wiping his forehead with his handker chief with a bewildered look. " I don't know why I shouldn't have expected she'd marry, bat somehow I didn't. I never thought of such a thing. I don't know why I should f6el so about it. If I hadn't the courage to ask her when I was young and prosperous surely I couldn't now, I always began to be a coward the minute I came in sight of her. I never felt so before any other woman; bat then I never cared any thing about any other. Anyway, Ican't rest until I find out whether its true or not. Cordelia can't object to telling an (Id friend. Madame 1 tumor rules tt.ij village, and she's very apt to be mis taken." So John set out to call on Miss Cor delia. As he passed the bed of cinna mon pinks he found that, although it was early in the season, three had blos somed that very morning, and he made them into a little nosegay with some sprays of fragrant southernwood. And he was in such haste that he forgot to conceal them from the public gaze by a bit of paper, as feeling that it was somewhat ridiculous for a stout old bachelor of forty-five to be carrying about little bouquets he had done on other occasions. The doctor was driving away from Miss Cordelia's door as John approached it, the horse going at his old-fashioned jog, as if there were nothing in the world that was worth hurrying for. "I hope she isn't ill!" thonght John, and then a sudden suspicion seized him. Here might bo another rival, and a more formidable one than Parson Greeley. Were rivals spring ing up around hint like mush rooms, when he had never thonght of the possibility of the existence of one ? Miks Cordelias cheeks weix much flushed, and they grew redder still at sight of John's nosegay. John, strange to say, did cot blush or stammer as he presented it. Bivals seemed to be a wonderful stimulus to his courage. . ' "Cordelia, I heard that you were going to marry Parson Greeley. It isn't true, is it ?" There was something in the tone of his voice that made Miss Cordelia start Was John going to speak, after being dumb so long? "No, it isn't true," said Cordelia, and cast down her eyes. " Nor nor anybody else r" John was stammering now. Was his courage going to fail? No, nor anybody else," said Miss Cordelia. " That is" Tryphosa, coming into the kitchen from the back yard at that moment, saw a sight which caused her to drop the cropple crowned rooster, but just deceased, into her pan of dough. "Elviry Kimball needn't have knocked me np at 5 o'clock this mornin' to inquire if that green silk dress had a tram. I should think it did have a train 1" said Tryphosa, grim ly. Bazar Character of the Chinese Newspaper. To begin with the ordinary and nu merons decrees acknowledging the good services of deities : "The gover nor general of the Yellow river," eays the Gazette of November, 1878, "re quests that a tablet may be put np in honor of the river god. He states that during the transmission of relief rice to Honau, whenever difficulties were encountered through shallows, wind or rain the river god interposed in the most unmistakable manner, so that the transport of grain went on without hindrance. Order : Let the proper office prepare a tablet for the temple of the river god." "A memorial board is granted," eays the Qaz'tte of April, 1880, "to two temples in honor of the god of locusts. On the last appear ance of lecusts in that province last summer, prayers were offered to this deity with marked success." February, 1880. A decree ordering the imperial college of inscriptions to prepare a tablet to be reverently suspended in the temple of the sea dragon at Hoy ang, which has manifested its divine interposition in a marked manner in response to prayers for rain. In another (Jatette the director general of grain transports prays that a distinction be granted to the god of winds, who pro tected the dikes of the grand canal, whereupon the board of rites is called upon for a report. Also the river god is recommended for protecting a fleet carrying tribute rice; and the god of water gets a new temple by special rescript. In fact decrees of this kind, which merely convey public recognition of services rendered by the state gods, appear in almost every issue of the Gazette. The following degrees refer to the process of qualification for divine rank : " The governor of Anwhei forwards (November, 1878) a petition for the gentry of Ying Chow, praying that sacrifices may be offered to the late famine commissioner in nonan, in the temple already erected to the memory of his father. The father had been superintendent of the grand transport, and had greatly distinguished himself in operations - against some rebels. The son had also done excellent service, and the local gentry had heard of his death with great grief. They earnestly pray that sacrifices may be offered him as well as to his father. Granted." "A decree issued (May, 1878,) sanctioning the recommendation that.a temple to Fuh Tsung, a states man of the Ming dynasty, may be placed on the list of those at which the officials are to offer periodical lit ations. The spirit of the deceased statesman has manifested itself effectively on several occasions when rebels have threatened the district town, and has more than once interposed when prayers have been offered for rain." Fort nightly Jieview. Coming Canals. The New York Wttiies thinks that while railroads have put and end to the digging of short canals the great canals of the world that remain to be made are: 1. Through the Isthmus of Puna ma; 2 Through the neck of the Malay peninsular; 3. From the Upper Nile to the Bed Sea; i. Turongh the peninsu lar Sollies wig-llolntein ; 5. From the head of the Bay of Fundy to the Gulf of St. Lawrence ; 6. From Lake Win nipeg to Hudson Bay. SUNDAY READING. Fnylnc Debt. One of our religious exchanges has the following strong remarks on this subject. They drive the nail to the head and clinch it: "Men may so phisticate how they please. They can never make it right, and all the iniqui tous laws in the universe cannot make it right for them not to pay their debts, There is a sin in this neglect as clear and as deserving church discipline as is stealing or false swearing. He who violates his promise to pay, or witholds the payment of a debt when it is in his power to meet the obligation, ought to feel that in the sight of all honest men he ia a swindler. Religion may be a very comfortable clok under which to hide, but if religion dot . not make a man deal justly, it is not worth having." Rellsloas New and Notes. The Presbyterians in Minnesota num ber 7,419. The bishop-elect of Guernanaca, the Rev. Prudenzio G. Hernandez, of the Reformed Mexican church, is a pure- blooded Indian. The Rev. G. Hubert, a Baptist minis ter in Norway, has been sentenced to pay a heavy fine for having baptized a young person, both of whose parents were already members of the Uaptist church. According to the Irish church direc tory for the current year there are now 1,708 clergy in the Protestant Episcopal church of Ireland. In the census of 1861 there was 2,265, and the decrease, therefore, in the twenty years has been 550. The will of the late Leonard Church, of Hartford, is not to be contested, Mrs. Church agreeing to pay the con testants $25,000. The estate is valued at $400,000. Two Congregational so cieties and the Americn Tract society will receive $4,000 each. The annual statistics of the Moravian church in the United States show that there are now 9,697 communicants, a gain of 136; non-communicants over thirteen years of age number l,5d0, and there are 5,307 children. During the year twenty-five were excluded and 943 "dropped." Bishop Peterkin eays that, contrary to thn nsHprtions of some, it is a verv com mon thing for ministers to decline churches that are offered to them, with much larger salaries than they are re ceiving, because they are unwilling to give up a work in which they have be come interested. There are in the United States 3,239 Lutheran ministers. Of these, the largest number in any one State is in Pennsylvania, which has 5o0,' lui n is has 3G5; Ohio, 340; Wisconsin, 265; Minnesota, 228; New York, 180; Iowa, 168; Indiana, 135; Michigan, 118. No other State has a hundred. There are at the present day estab lished in the Fiji islands about 900 Wesleyan churches and 1,400 schools. The communicants are numbered by thousands. The schools are attended by nearly 50,000 children, and out of a population of about 120,000, over 100,000 are reckoned as regular at tendants at the churches. Idolatry is scarcely known, and cannibalism, for which these islands were so famous .only fifty years ago, has been volun tarily abandoned save by a single tribe, Anecdote of Judge Story. The following anecdote about the famous jurist Story is in private cirou lation. but is good enough for the pub lic eye. It was prepared for Story's biography by his son, but Charles Sumner, who edited the work, struck it out. The narrative runs like this : In his younger days Story lived in the aristooratio old town of Balem, in Massachusetts. His great ability was not then tempered by as much wisdom as he afterward displayed, and he was looked upon - with disfavor by some of the old families. One day Mrs. A. called upon Mrs. B., and in the course of their conversation (there being seamstress present) Mrs. A. asked Mrs. B. if her daughter was going to the party that evening. No,' was tho short reply. " I don't propose to let my daughter go to any plaoe which is frequented by that insignificant young puppy Story. xears atterwara, wnen Ktorv was a iudge on the supreme bench, he visited Salem, and was warmly welcomed by those who had known him formerly. Among his best friends apparently was Mrs. B., and he accepted her pressing invitation to din ner. Now, in the years which had elapsed, the seamstress had become possessed of a home of her own, to which was attached a garden, with a pear tree, which was last then loaded with fine fruit. After the invitation to dinner had been accepted the seam stress received a call from Mrs. li. a servant, asking her to Bend up a basket of her excellent pears for dinner, as " Mr. Justice Story, of the supreme court of the Unit d States, was to be present." The good-natured seam' stress sent the pears at once, and with them this message? lell your mis tress that I am glad that the insignifi cant young puppy Story has grown to be so flue a uog. Jl nrper h M igatme, The difference between a person in his first childhood and hiu second childhood is this: In his flrbt childhood he cuts his teeth; in his second child hood the teeth cut him. LowtU Courier. The number of national tanks in tha United States is 2.1GJ, Tears. Is it rainy, little flower ? Be glad of rain. Too much snn would wither thee ; 'Twill shine again. The cloudu are very black, 'tis trae ; But jtwt behind them shines the Wuo. Art thon weary, tender heart 7 Be gl id of pain. In sorrow swootest things will grow, As flowers In rain. God watches, and thou wilt have snn Whon clouds their perfect work have due. if. F. Eitit. HUMOR OF THE DAT. There is one thinar to be said infavor of knee breeches they don't ba at the knees. Tho nin that none of the leagna ball clubs care to tackle strych nine. Home benttnelt A man who was formerly a niarht watchman refers to it as his lata occu pation. Lowell Citizen. Philadelphia has an artist ;namcd Sword. When eight years of age he was only a little bowie. Parsons desirous of learning insect life should interview the boc. Ho can always give you a point. Salem Sun-' beam. Romn PTHcnres obiect toduck as a re freshment, because if the bird isn't t. well picked the consumer is very apt to feel down in the mouth. Whv. of course a dress coat is the proper garment to wear at a swell din ner. It doesn't button in front, and gives you a chance to swell. "Ask no woman her age," says a recent writer on Bocial ethics. Of course not. Ask her next best lady frend. She will never fail to give the information. Yon are rierht in obiectinar to the nrineinlft that the bulldog is entitled to the whole of the sidewalk, but if he wants it vou d better let him have it. Boston Pout. " I am beside myself." said Lorenzo, as he stood by a portrait of himself in the artist's studio. " It isn't the first time though, Lorenzo, sighed his wife in martyr tones. An Ttalian l&dv knows forty lan- , guages and talks thirty-two, y t when she gets right mad this knowledge is of no use, for her husband can only ua- derstand one of them. Th 2221 aateroid has been discov ered, and the world moves right along as if man had no further mission here than making sott oap or whittling up shingles. Free Press. Our exchanges contain frequent men- tion of ' pound sociables." We huve no idea what they are, unless they arc the kind of entertainment Sullivan and Ryan indulged in lately. Siftings. A nlatistician computes that ore hundred and fifty tons of human hair annually change owners in France. We are unable to give the figures for this country, as the Indians keep no re cords. " Intelligent!" said the man of his setter dog, " He knows a heap, sir. Why. once he took a dislike to a mvin and went and induced the man to kick him so I would lick the man! Fact, Birl" Boston Transcript. At a high school examination the teacher asked the son of an old ice dealer how many ounces there was in a pound. And the boy said it depended on the extent of the are: the length of the summer and the i tat of tha weather, varying from 5 1-2 to 11 3-4, but never reaching as high as sixteen. Uawkcye. WISE WORDS. That which is well done is twice done. A blithe heart makes a blooming visage. Better one word in time than two afterward. None but the wise man can employ leisure well. Peode seldom bn prove when they have no other model than themselves to copy after. Fortune does not change men; it only unmasks them and shows their tine character. When you have occasion to utter a rebuke, let your words be soft and your arguments hard. We cannot too soon convince ourselves how easily we may be dispensed with in this world of curs. Give me the money that has been spent in war and I will purchase evry foot of land upon this globe. Instead of oomplaining of tho thorns among the roses, we should be thank ful there are roses among the thorns. Men who have the strongest intel lects have the weakest memories; they trust more to invention than to memory. A brain is averhungry thingindeod, and he who possesses it must, constantly feed it by reading or thinking, or it will shrivel up or fall asleep. That which is good enough to be done cannot be done too soon; and if it is neglected to be done early, it will fre quently happen that it will not be done at all. It is the habitual thought that frames itself into our life. It atlVcts ui evou more than our intimate social ulatior,:! do. Our conti.ieuti.il friends nw m t as much to do i- "'- our lives n tho thoughts h 'i e harbor.
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