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Woman's Trust. , "Good wife, what are yon singing for? Ton know we've lost the hay, Ind what we'll do with horao and kye is more thnrt I enn Bay; While like m no', with storm Rnd rain, we'll lose both corn and wheat." Ehe looked np with a pleasant face, and. an swered low and sweet: "There is a Heart, there is a Hand, wo feel, but cannot see; We've always been providod for, and we shall always bet" jffe turned around with sudden, gloom. She said: "Love, be at rest. You ont the'gniss, worked soon and late, you did yonr very best. That was yonr work; you've nanght to do with wind and rain, And do not donbt bnt you will reap rich flolds of golden grain; For there's a Heart and there's a Hand, we feel, but cannot see; We've always been provided for, and w shall always be!" j " That's like woman's reasoning we must because we must." She softly said: " I reason not) I only work and trust; Tue harvest may redeem the day keep heart whats'er beUdo; When one door shuts I've always seen another open wide. There is a Heart, there is a Hand, we feel, but cannot see; We've always been provided for, and we shall always be." fle kissed the culm and truthful face; gone was bis restless pain. Blie heard him with a cheerful step go whist ling down the lane; And went about her housohold tasks fall of a glad content, Bulging to time her busy hands as to and fro ,' she went; 'There is a Heart, there is a Hand, we feel, but cannot aee; We've always been provided for, and we shall always be." Days some and go 'twas Christmas tide, and the great fire burned dear. The farmer said: " Dear wife, it's been a good and happy year; ' The fruit was gain, the surplus com has bonght the hay, you know." She lifted then a smiling faee and said: "I told yon sot For there's a Heart and there's a Hand, we feel, but cannot see, We've always been provided for, and wo shall always be!" ilusieal Record. Dlmeon Pingree's Chance. A group i of men was gathered in Elijah Wiswell's store, which was -also the postofflee. A debate was in prog ress, and, as usual, Simeon Pingree had tho floor, lie was a long, loose-jointed, shock-headed specimen of humanity, with so large an Adam's apple in his long lean throat as to continually excite surprise that ho was not choked hy it, and huge feet upon which lie had a way of uneasily shuffling to and fro. Sim had inherited from his father the trade of a shoemaker, but had long ago decided that it was not sufficiently "intellectooal" for him. Occasionally the inhospitable spirit manifested by his neighbors when he was "a-passin' by, and kind o' dropped in" to take his meals with them, drove him to tho un congenial pursuit just long enough to "set tho pot a-b'ilin'." To keep it boil ing was not in tho line of Sim's ambi tions; after a day or two of effort he fell back into his old ways with an air of supererogatory merit. . His neighlws, who did not appre ciate his "intellectooal" views, regarded him as lazy and "shiftless," and openly pointed to him the poorhouse as his in evitable destination. "As good-for-nothing as Sim Pingree," was the height of invidious comparison in the village. But though he was of so small practical worth Sim had a "flow of language" which caused his Boeiety to be much sought, and won1 for him a certain kind of respect. It was generally conceded that if he had been possessed of "sprawl" (tho common eynonym for energy in Greenhollow), and a little more " book-learnin'," Sim ml-rht have been a schoolmaster; and there were a few who even went so far as to think he could get the better of the minister in a theological dis cussion whichever side ho might take; but this opinion was generally thought sacrilegious, and those who held it were looked upon with mournful suspicion as being inclined to inlldelity. Tho discussion had begun with theol ogy to-day, and gradually wandered down to luck and chance subjects upon which Sim was always sure to "run of an idee." "There was a man that I come acrost up to Gorham more'n twelve year ago that give me some idees that I hain't never forgot," said Mm, ms hand3 buried deep in hi3 trousers pock ets and his feet shuffling an accom paniment to his words. The more ex cited Sim grew the more energetic be came his shuffling; on the rare occa sions when he preserved silence the motion was feeble and monotonous. " He was an all-fired smart feller. The lightnin' calkerlater, nor the funny ifeller that was here with the show last ,BUimner wa'n't a circumstance to him. He was in the show busine, too; fact is most of the tarlent nowadays is a travella'ontl.e road. I've sometimes ' i.h'e of turnin' my own tarlcnts to account that way, but .the chance nam t never scorned to come along. And I'm one o' them that believes in a man's bein sure of his chance. Some time or nother it's bound to come. That's tho doctrine that this feller preached. Hazlitt Eph Hazlitt his name was; and smart? Ho'd swaller snakes as quick as look at 'em; a boy constrictor wa'n't no more'n a com f table mouthful for him! Edicated? Ho wouldn't hare thought nothin of' makin' a dictionary or an almernick if he had 'a felt so inclined. Kind of a slim, pigeon-breaslcd feller, too, but terrible hearty to his vic tuals. He was a master-hand for lot teries, and such kind of resky business, and it alwers turned out well; seemed as if ho hadn't nothin' to do but to put out his hand and haul in the money. Made mo think of a king that I'd read of somewhere in f urrin parts, that ev erything ho took holt of turned to gold. I hadn't never took no stock in the story them stories about f urrin parts is mostly deceivin' and it didn't seem to stand to reason, but when I see Eph Hazlitt I bejrunto think mebbo'twan't bo big a lie after all. Says I to Eph, says I, 'Cur'us what a run of luck you have, ain't it?' 'No,' says Eph, says he, 'it ain't cur'us at all. It's in the natcr of things. I've been failin' for a long time, and it was time that mv luck como. It had ought to 'a come bust year, accordin' to tho law o' probabili ties ; it was bound to come this year, as suro as two and two make four.' W ell, I kind of laughed it oif as a ioke. or a flgger of speech as you might say, but ho went on and reasoned it out to mo till 'twas jest as clear as daylight. You see there's jest about so much good luck and so much ill luck goin', and one is bound to get through with a man and let t'other have its turn some time or 'nother. Eph he'd reasoned all out about hisn, jest like tho multiplication table, but I never had no head fur Ag gers. But I had wit enough to see that what ho said was true on gineral principles. How you soin' to account for the bad luck that f oilers some folks all their lives?" said, in aquerulous voice, a dejected, wizened little man named Z;'hariah Avery, and called uncle by everybody, although ho was nobody's uncie in reality. Uncle Zach had fallen from the proud position of stage- driver, lower and lower by degrees, until lie had become a permanent guest in the low, straggling, dingy building winch gave shelter to the town poor. " A.inan lias got to have wit enough to see when his chance comes along; that's where tho dift'erkilty comes in," said Sim. " There's a good many that ain't got understandin' enough to know that it's suro to come, so they get terrible discouraged with their poor luck and are afraid to take holt of anything even if it does look prom- lsin ." " Mebbe I'd better 'a went shares raisin' hogs with 'Liph'let Junkins when ho wanted mo to," said Uncle Zach, in a plaintive voice; " but folks they told me that 'Ligh'let was a ter rible hand to git all the fat and leave tho lean for other folks, and I calker lated that would be dretful poor busi ness so fur forth as hogs was con sarned." "And then there's other folks that ain't got the sense to wait till their chance comes along," pursued Sim, ig noring this interruption. " And them kind is terrible apt to make slightin' remarks about them that don't care about goin' through with all the fail ures that belong to 'em in tho nater of things, but toilers Proverdential lead in's and keeps a good lookout for their chance." " A Proverdential leadin to set and twiddlo your thumbs is dretful apt to lead to tho poorhouse, said Elijah Wiswell, the storekeeper, a brisk little man, who was suspected of great en ergy in the matter of sanding sugar. " I never seo my way clear to haul them logs for Abijah Sprowl for three and ninepenco a day, though Ldone it, Mebbo there was Avhere 1 missed my chance," murmured Uncle Zack, who evidently accepted Sim's theory with profound faith, and was looking back all along tho track of his enterprises to discover traces of the chance he had lost. " You must bo .all beat out waitin' for that chance of yourn, Sim," said Jim Durgin, who prided himself on being the wit of the village. " I ex pect it'll get here 'long with the mil lennium, or Cy Underbill's machine that's goin' to pull weeds and never touch the plarnts. Cy has been to work on that nigh upou to fifty year now, and he ain't a mite discouraged." " He might jest as well 'a been takin' things kind of easy all them iifty years," said Sim, ignoring Jim Durgin's per sonal inquiries. "He'd ought to 'a found out long ago that he was jest a-wrastlin' with fate, and fate was bound to win. Like enough his chaiice has come joggin his elbow time an' ag'in while he was t'ilin' away on that ero machine, and he's shet his eyes to it, or fairly gin it a h'ist out o' the winder. That's where the iatel leck comes in; bein' an ouintcllectooal man, Cy has done a terrible sight of hard work, and missed his chance. And he wouldn't bo apt to seo it now if 'twas p'inte.i out to him. Ha can't believo in nothin' but that pesky ma chine. And there's a :-ight of folks in this comuiuuerty that's got their un derstandin' darkened through settin' too much by stiddy days' works. They don't darst to leave 'em, for fear o' gittin into tho poorhouse, not if their chance comes along and yanks 'em by the hair of the head. But, lal you can't expect everybody to be intellec tooal; it ain't in tho nater of things." " Well, you won't forgot us poor fel lows when your chance comes along, will you, Sim?" said Jim Durgin. The mailbag arrived at that mo ment and created a diversion. " I was calkerlatin' to go home and set my dinner pot a-b'ilin'," said Sim, "but I guess, as long' as the mail's got in, I may as well wait amd see if there's any letter for me." The men all laughed at this, Sim's standing joke, for ho had never been known to have a letter; but their laughter was soon exchanged to excla mations of astonishment, for the post master called, "Here is a letter for you, Sim, as sure as you're born." And he came out from behind the partition which shut the postoUico in sacred pri vacy from the store, in a state of great excitement. Sorting the remaining contents of the mailbag was not to bo thought of until curiosity concerning- Sim's letter was gratified. Every feature of Sim's face dis tended with astonishment. Ho took the letter tenderly between his thumb and forefinger and looKed at it in si lence, at tho superscription and the postmark alternately. There was no doubt about it; the address was, "Sim eon Pingree, Esq., Greenhollow, Maine." The postmark wa3 almost il legible. The crowd waited in respect ful silence while Sim struggled to de cipher it. " Californy 1" he exclaimed at last, bringing his hand down upon his side with a resounding thump. " Cur'us if my chance had come along now, wouldn't it?" " Some advertisin' cirkler minin stock or somethin'. They've found out that you are a capitalist, Sim, and want to get you to invest," said Jim Durgin. " Or mebbe they want a man of tar lents for president of a minin' com pany," suggested Elijah WiswelL "Mebbe it's from your girl," said one of the boys. But his jest was im mediately, frowned down, for Sim's sweetheart, Cynthy Jane Reynolds, had deserted him and married his brother, and this disappointment was thought to have had something to do with Sim's queerness. Sim proceeded to open the letter slowly and cautiously. He read it aloud, picking his way laboriously along, while his audience listened in breathless silence. " Friend Simeon " (it ran ), " this is hopein' to iind you alive and to say that I am enjoyin' tho same blessin'. And likewise have had a run of luck, after I'd begun to think 'twa'n't never comin'. I've struck a vein of silver that's goin' to make my fortin' sure, if it pans out anything at all as I ealker late now, and I want an honest man to come and help me keep it away from these sharpers that are as furco as wolves after it. I write to you fust of anybody because I ain't forgot the good turn you done me liekin' the schoolmaster and taking care of me when I had the fever, and nobody else come nigh me. I send a check that will pay your expenses gettin' here and I hope you'll let me know pooty quick whether you're a-comin'. " Yours to command, "Cyrus Badger." " P. S. You can be sure there wa'n't never nothin' like it for a chance to make a fortin." There was a chorus of exclama tions. "Well, Sim, I begin to b'lieve there is somethin' in your figurin', after all," said Elijah Wiswell, scrutinizing the check. Elijah was a practical man, and knew that brilliant prospects were often delusive, but tho chock im pressed him. " Well, I never had no head for figgers, and mebbe that's the reason I'm to the bottom of the heap," said Uncle Zach, mournfully. "Gran'ther he always said a man's luck lay in his bumps."' "Just my luck that I never licked a schoolmaster nor took care a feller through a fever," grumbled Jim Dur gin. " But Em glad of your luck any way, Sim." And Sim received a gnat many hearty grips of the hand, for though he was "shiftless" there was some thing about Sim that made everybody like him". In spite of his firm faith that his chance was on the way Sim seemed almost overcome by surprise. His angular frame trembled and perspira tion stood in drops upon his brow. " I'm obleeged to ye all," he said, in a somewhat bewildered way, " but I'm kind of took by surpriso, for it's como sooner'n I calkerlated, You see, it's been a little kind of hard. I wa'nt never one that stiddy days' works come nateral to, but I ain't one neither that likes to have folks think slightin' of him, and p'int their finger at him and begrudge him a meal of victuals. So, though I ain't a-goin to complain of nothin', it has been sometimes a little mite hard. For there ain't none of us but what's got feelin's. And now my chance comin' along so kind of onex pected I be a little upsot. So I'll jest shake hands all round once more and then I'll go home." And Sim shuffled off, while the crowd lingered, glad of an opportunity to talk over his good fortune without tho embarrassment of his presence. As he drew near his own gato Sim saw that a group of neighbors was gathered around it. Had the news of his good fortune reached them so soon and had they come to rejoice with him ? Sim liked sympathy, but just now, until tho first flush of his joy was over, ho felt that he would rather bo alone. But the neighbors fell into the back ground as he drew near, and disclosed a stranger a worn and haggard-looking woman, who, with two little girls clinging to her skirts, leaned against the fence. Sim looked at her with no sign of recognition in his face. But she raised her sad and heavy eyes to his, and said, appealingly: "He's dead, and he told mo to come to you. I didn't want to, and I've been tryin' for more'n a year to get along, but I fell sick, and I couldn't see my children starve. I've had a hard time, Sim. He didn't treat mo very well, particularly after ho took to drinking; but he had hard lack, poor fellow; everything seemed to go against him. If you'll take me and the children in we sha'n't cost you much. I sha'n't last a great while, but I can work some; you know I used to stitch shoes." " You can't never in thislivin' world be Cynthy Jane?" said Sim, tremu lously. " Yes, I am, It's no wonder that you don't know me," said the woman, sadly. " I used to be so bloomin', and now I'm nothin' but a shaddcr."' " I do know you, Cynthy Jane. I know your voice and your eyes, but I kind of didn't want to believe 'twas you lookin' so pindlin'." Ho smoothed back the children's hair from their foreheads and scrutin ized their faee3 gravely. Then he marshaled the little group before him into the house. It was a dreary and sparsely fur nished little place. The emptiness and dreariness struck Sim as never before, but a vine nodded at the window, and it was cool and quiet. The woman sank down on the hard little lounge with a long sigh of relief, but the children cried out, in their pathetic voices, that they were hungry. Sim wa3 filled with shame and dis tress. A very few dry crusts were all that his larder afforded. Dan Win gate had been fishing, and he had in tended to drop in upon Dan upon some errand that would serve as an excuse at about the time when Dan's fry would bo likely to be done to a turn. He had made no preparations whatever to " set his own pot a-bilin' " that day. He was rubbing his fore head with his bandana in direst per plexity, when, moved, as it seemed to Sim, by some indirect interposition of Providenco, Mrs. Timberly, the wife of tho .well-to-do blacksmith who lived next door, appeared, bearing a dish of soup, from which was wafted an appe tizing odor, and a loaf of bread of goodly size. And following in her wake came other neighbors bringing eatables, until Sim's table groaned under such a. burden as it had never known before. "You seo we thought you might not be 'prepared for company, being a single man," explained Mrs. Timber ley, " and, besides, we felt as if wo wanted to do something to welcome Cynthy Jane back." Sim was glad and thankful that his guests were provided with food, but every mouthful that he tried to eat seemed to choke him. He remembered that yesterday he could have eaten his neighbors' food without shame ; but then Cynthy Jane was not there to see. "It's the last meal they shall ever have by the charity of the neighbors, if steppin' round lively can fetch anything to pass," said Sim to him self. And as soon as the dinner was eaten he went down to Sam Ellis' shop. Sam Ellis was the shoemaker, and he always had more work than he could do. lie had offered Sim a great many jobs, which he had declined. When he asked, with great eagerness, for a job, Sam Ellis looked amazed. "Why, they've been tellin'that your chance had come along, that you was goin' to Californy to make your for tune," he said, Sim turned away his head .and looked out of the window. Witli the beckon ing finger of his chance lifted above the "stiddy days' works" which he saw stretching before him in a dreary monotony which his soul abhorred, luring him to change of scene and ad venture, and to fortuno which should drop into his hands like manna from heaven, as he had always dreamed it would, was it strange that for a moment Sim's spirit wavered ? But ho turned again to tho shoemaker and straightened himself so that he stood almost erect. "If you've got a job for me, I calk erlate I'd better tackle it right away. Folks seem to think I'm goin' to Cali forny jest because 1 got a letter from an old friend invitin' on mo. But 'tain't every invite that comes along that's a man's chance. A man of in terlock he discrimernates." Sim and his chance and tho return of Cynthy Jane were the subjects of a nine days' wonder , in Greenhollow, but Sim was disappointingly reticent, and he kept persistently at work, contrary to tho prediction of everybody in the town, and was seldom to be found at his accustomed pastime of "settin' in the store." Everybody who had ever heard of Cynthy Jane cJled upon her, and all pronounced her "in a decline," and wondered what would become of those poor children left to the care of " that shiftless Sim Pingree," when she was gone. He was working now, but he " couldn't become a steady working man any more than the leopard could change hi3 spots." But Cynthy Jane seemed to makeup her mind not to go. Instead of grow ing worse with the fall of the leaves, as everybody had predicted, she grew better. The children were well fed and clothed, and sent to school, and Sim's humble domain began to take an air of thriftiness and comfort. One day. Sim came homo with something on his mind. " Cynthy Jane," he began, shuffling to and tro in his most excited man ner, "they're a-sayin' down in the village you know it comes kind of nateral for Greenhollow folks to talk about other folk's affairs, and they don't mean no harm by it neither they're a-sayin' that you and I had better git married. I know I ain't fit for you, Cynthy Jane, and never wa3 ; but when a woman can git stiddy days' works out of a man that he never thought was there, why, if she would bring herself to be so accommodatin' as to have him, seems as if 'twould be the makin' of him." "Why, Sim, I believe you've for given me," said Cynthy Jane, blushing as brightly as when she was young. And the upshot of the matter was that Cynthy Jane and Sim went to see the minister. " It was about five years afterward that Sim sat in the store one evening with about the same group that had been there when his memorable letter from California had arrived. " Did ybu ever hear again from that friend of yours in Californy that was goin' to give you a chance to make your fortin, Sim?" said Jim Durgin. " Yes. He made a pile of money, and then he lost it, and made more ag'in, and I don't know jest how 'tis witii him now," said Sim, rather in differently. " Them minin' fellers has their ups and downs," said Uncle Zach, with the manner of one who knows all about it. "Seems as if that must 'a been your chance, Sim, seein' no other one hain't ever come along," he added. " I don't see as Sim has nnything to complain of," said Elijali Wiswell, the storekeeper. " Industrious as any man in Greenhollow, and growin' fore handed every day, ain't you, Sim ? I guess 'twas Cynthy Jane comin' along in the stage that day that was Sim's chance." " AVell, there is sometimes a thing comes along that seems a man's chance and it ain't, and then ag'in there's a thing that don't seem to be and is. I've always said it took a man of in terlock to tell when his chance come," said Sim, in his old oracular way. " But this of yourn seemed to bo a case of heart more'n interleck, eh, Sim?" said Jim Durgin. Sim hung his head sheepishly. "AVell, now, there's that chubby faced youngster of yourn, mebbe he'll git your chance and hisn too. Couldn't that happen accordin' to your theory?" asked Uncle Zach, who had never ceased to puzzle over Sim's theory of chances. , " Well, now, to tell you the truth, if ho gets as good a chance as I have I won't ask any better for him," said Sim, still looking a little sheepish, but hold ing his head very straight. And Sim's content was as great as it seemed, in spite of the " stiddy days' works," though once in a while he did have an attack of laziness, when they became Intolerable. But then he went fishing with Dan Wingate, and brought homo a great quantity of fish. And Cynthy Jane never scolded. Harper's Bazar. WISE WOBDS. Hope is a fatigue ending in decep tion. Flattery is effective only with a weak man. Man pardops and forgets ; woman pardons only. To wait and 'trust, is often the latest lesson we learn in life. There is little in the world but that has cost some one deeply. Ono forgives everything to him who forgives himself nothing. To bo faithful without loving is to have tho patriotism of virtue. Choose that which is best and cus tom will make it most agreeable. AVo should believe only in works ; works are sold for nothing everywhere. Love comes when we expect it the least and when wo tlread it tho most. You can get tho respect of honest men in ono way only by deserving it. Hate enters sometimes into great souls ; envy comes only from little minds. Gold is, in its last analysis, the sweat of the poor and tho blood of the brave. READING. Prayer. An article found among the unpub lished papers of the late Dr. J. A. Al exander, on "Circumlocution in Prayer," closes with the following " practical suggestions to. young men who are forming their habits" in re spect to prayer. They are equally ap plicable to all who pray in public, and especially to those who pray in the Sunday-schools. 1. Let your prayer be composed of thanksgiving, praise, confession and petition, without any argument or ex hortation addressed to those who are supposed to be praying with you. 2. Adopt no fixed forms of expres sion, except such as you obtain from Scripture. 3. Express your desires in the brief est, simplest form, without circumlo cution. 4. Avoid the use of compound terms in place of the imperfect tense. 5. Hallow God's name by avoiding its unnecessary repetition. C. Adopt the simple devotional phrase of Scripture; but avoid the free use of its figures, and all quaint and doubtful application of its terms to foreign subjects. 7. Pray to God and not to man. Religious News and Note. Ocean Grove, the famous camp meeting ground, was unknown thir teen years ago. The Northern Presbyterian church has 572,128 communicants and the Southern church 124,806. A writer in the Independent ex presses the opinion that the Mahom medan power is sick unto death. There are five branches of tho Methodist church in England, and their aggregate increase in member ship last year was 22,713, The richest colored congregation in the country is said to be that of St. Augustine's Roman Catholic church, Washington. The bett church music at the Capital is alleged to 1 be that of its choir. Professor James D. Dana, of Yale college, who has received higher honors from European scientific societies than any geologist now living in the United States, says of the first chapter of Genesis: "Examining it as a geologist, I find it to be in perfect accord with known science; therefore, as a Christian, I assert that the Bible narrative must be inspired." f( It is related of Rev. William Ar thur, tho President's father, that while presiding over the Baptist church in West Troy his choir drawled out the hymn with variations, which did not pleaso him, so he took his text and preached two hours and forty minutes. His head deacon grew impatient and consulted his watch. "Keep your watch in your pocket, Deacon Jones," said he. " You had a long Bing, and now I am going to preach till I get through." Rev. Vivian Dodgson was lately en gaged in preaching to a crowd of idlers upon tho beach at Lowestoft, Eng land, when suddenly loud cries for help werv. heard coming from the sea. Mr. Dodgson leaped from a barrel on which he was standing and ran to the water's edge. There he saw that a boat had upset in the sea and that five persons were struggling for their lives. Without a moment's pause he rushed into the water and swam out to the struggling creatures. One woman he brought safely to land, two were res cued by others, and a child was saved by a man in the overturned boat that could swim. It is presumed that the lloyal Humane society will confer a medal upon Mr. Dodgson. Rev. Frederick D. Power, who en joys some reputation as being Presi dent Garfield's pastor, and chaplain of the House of Representatives, writes the Christian Union concerning tho " Christian " or " Disciple " church : Tho religious people known as " Christians," or " Disciples of Christ " simply, had their origin in the early half of tho present century in Ken tucky, parts of Ohio and West Vir ginia. Alexander Campbell, ef Bethany, W. Va., was a prominent teacher of the views held by them, and after him they aro sometimes called, but without their consent, "Camp bellites." Since Mr. Campbell's death, which occurred in 18t(, they have made their mightiest strides. Though tho youngest of tho religious bodies, they have advanced from the foot of the list to tho fifth rank, and are in creasing at a rate of not less than 50,000 yearly. They now number 078,000 communicants in this country, and have churches in England, Aus tralia, France, Denmark, Turkey and the island of Jamaica. Theirstrength in the United States is chiefly in the West and Southwest, Indiana, Illinois, Kentucky, Missouri and Ohio having the largest bodies. They support some forty colleges and sixty religious periodicals. Tho gum of the palmetto, which is found in abundance in Florida, makes as good if not bi tter mucilage than gum arabic. A solid lump of pure silver, weigh ing nearly a pound, was found near Magnolia, X. 0., recently,
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