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W HAT SEED SHALL WE SOW r
A wonderful thing is n send,
The ono thing dnalhlnss forovcrl
Tlie ono tMag changeless ultotly
true,
Forever old and forever now,
And floklo nnd faithless nevor.
1'iant Musing, l1Rings will bloom;
I'lant linto, nnd hiito will gro.v;
You enn how o-day, to-morrow will bring
The blossom that proves wli it sort of thing
la the bcu.I, (he seed thnt you bow.
TEXRIIYN'S WARD.
" I don't want to seem impertinent,
old fellow, but I should really like to
know how you happened to do it? I
should, by Jovo!"
Got married, you mean?"
" Why, yes; you were old enough "
"To know better, eh?" Interrupted
Larry Penrybn, knocking the ashes
oft his cigar.
"Precisely," answered his friend;
"and you sec, nobody .expected it of
you, bocause you were always bo cer
tain of remaining a bachelor, and
gave everybody your word for it."
"When I said I should die a
bachelor, I did not think I would live
to lp married," quoted l'enrhyn, yet
with a rellectoi cast In his eye to
Batisfy one tha.t something more
rational was to be expected.
It was a cool night, and there was
confidence burning in the coals upon
the hearth, and the two men sitting
lesido It, with the tobacco between
them, were old cronies. Time ami eir
ruuistauccs had drifted in between
theih, but for this ono night, at least,
they were together agaiu, and sat talk
ing as women arc said to talk to each
other of the hidden lifo, but as only
men can, because of common morals,
common manners and common follies.
" I really could not help it, Tom,"
said l'enrhyn, looking hard into the
tire. "It really seemed the only thing
to do at the time I"
It was rather a strange reason to
give for so grave an event, but looking
into the calm, strong face of tho man
taking into consideration tho mass
ive, intellectual brow, the firm, yet
tender mouth, one might know that it
could be nothing less than worthy a
true and honorable gentleman, how
ever anomalous in form.
" You want to know all about it 1"
at last, he said, with a laugh, and
blowing up a fog of blue smoke
around him he settled deeper in his
armchair ns if the story were not a
short one. "Well, to begin with, my
wife is the daughter of Halstca 1 Scot,
whom you doubtless remember."
Now, indeed, did blank surprise sit
upon the countenance of l'enrhyn's
menu, who did remember llalstead
Scot, whoso stupendous rascality' and
broach of trust had convulsed a city,
and of whose miserable self-murder
the world yet talked about.
" I do not wonder that you are sur
prised that I should have married the
daughter of such a man, especially as
that mah was not supposed to have a
daughter up to the hour of his death ,
but hear the story, and reserve your
judgment until you get tho case.
. " About six months previous to Scot's
suicide, when his irregular practice
was only being hinted at, softly, among
tho knowing ones, he came to my ollice
one day and wanted inc to join him in
the prosecution of some cotton claims
against the government.
" 1 thought it rather queer that a
man in his position should approach
me scarcely u full-Hedged barrister
with propositions of such magnifi
cence, but, more out of curiosity than
any actual idea of taking hold of the
matter, I asked for tinio t look into
the case.
" The papers were old, yellow, appa
rently without a flaw, and involving
millions of dollars, yet I concluded that,
in justice to my own clients, I could
not undertake to work in tho case.
The next thing that came was Scot's
suicide, ami the papers rang with ids
attempted fraud, his l'org( ry and tho
complaints of the people whose moneys
he had held in trust acd speculate 1
away. At this point in t'o unhappy
man's history, my real connection with
him began. The morning following
his death there came to me, through
the mails, a letter reading something
In this wise:
Larky Pexkiiyn I believe you
to be an honest man. 1 therefore give
the inclosed papers into your keeping,
feeling sure that tho secret they con
tain will be safe with you. and that
you will protect from all painful
knowledge the being whoso life they
so vitally concern.
' (Signed), 1Iai.stf.ao Scot.'
"Now comes the most singular part
of the story. Tho papers inclosed were
a certificate or marriage between Hal
stead Scot and Gabrielle Wyndham
government bonds to tho amount of
thirty thousand dollars, registered in
tho name of (iabrielle Scot, and the
necessary directions for finding that
person.
"Two days later there came tome
anoil er letter, written m a cramped,
ohl-fas.iioiied ami feminine style, from
.which, as I opened it, there fell out a
printed slip cut ironi some newspaper
and giving an account of Scots un
happy end. The U tter itself was scant
of woidi find ceremony, and briefly
statu! th;il S'i t i a ! informed the
writer th;it in case of bis death I
to act as Mis Gabriclle's guardian, and
reriuestinjJ earnestly that 1 would set
my ward at my earliest convenience,
and this letter was signed Patience
Wyndham.
" Fortunately for my curiosity and
the exigencies of tho case, I could get
away from town just at that particular
time, and a there really seemed no
way of decently abandoning tho trust
without betraying the dead man's
confidence, I started oil at once.
" It was a romantic little country place
at which 1 found them, with moun
tains all around the half-hundred of
houses ; the church, the store, the
tavern that formed tho village, and
near a little waterfall, that was a
waterfall, not because some fellow
with an eye for picturesque effect had
built a dam across its course, but lie
cause there was an abrupt descent in
tho rock at that point, I found Miss
Patience Wyndham's house.
" I had fetched her letter with me,
and upon sending it in with my name,
I was immediately admitted to the
presence of a stately dame, whoso at
tiro was copied from some Quaker
ancestress, and who.e very counte
nance and manner bespoke her name
Patience. She asked me a great many
questions about llalstead Scot, which
I could but answer with the meager,
unpleasant truths that formed my
stock of knowledge respecting the
man, and then it came her turn to
talk. She told me that years ago,
when she wa3 but eighteen, her
mother died, leaving her at the head
of her father's household. In one year
after her father married again and
fifteen months later both he and the
new wife had gone the way of all flesh,
leaving Patience, at twenty, alone in
the world, with an infant sister three
months old to care for, and an income
that only, with the strictest economy,
could be made adequate to their .needs.
"Well, for twenty years this woman,
putting her youth and everything that
is natural to it under her feet, was
mother, sister, everything to Gabrielle,
who grew from babyhood into a lovely
girl, doing only her duty' with uncon
scious heroism, and giving me the
record as if it were something scarcely
worth the telling, only that it was
necessary to explain.
" As I said before, tho child grew up
to be a lovely girl, fair and graceful,
pure ami good, and the faithful sister
found all recompense now for what at
first must have been all sacrifice, in
this only thing of kindred blood left
her.
" At length there came a young law
yer one summer-time to fish and hunt
in that quiet country place, and before
Mis Patience quite came to realize the
danger the heart of her sister-child
was won from her, and the couple
were married.
"To make a long story short,
this young lawyer was Ilalsteal
Scot. Six months he spent hap
pily with his young wife, then he
went awav, and, although lie wrote
her occasionally, ho forbade her always
to join him, and so the fair, frail crea
ture fuled day by day, until the hour
when her baby came struggling into
life, and then shut her weary eyes for
ever on a world wherein she had grown
so sadly tired wherein she ha 1 learned
the bitterness of unfilled graves, and
death that renders not unto dust and
Patience WynUnam was once more
left to fill the mother's ollice to a worse
than orphaned child.
"Fifteen years passed, and, stirred
by a feeling of remorse, by a reaiem
brance of his old romance or what not,
Scot came once more to thelitt'e village
under the mountains, lie refused to
see his daughter, and told Miss Wynd
ham enough ot his own career t satisfy
her that it was wis st so, but the
week following his visit, a pure white
monument, in form of a broken column,
was erected over his wife s grave, and
every six months during the remainder
of his life there came regularly a
certain sum of money to Miss Wynd
ham for the support of the young
Gabrielle.
" This was the whole of the story,
as that sweet old saint told it to me
and naturally I grew extremely anxious
to see tho child ot romance, over whom
I was so singularly appointed
guardian.
' ' The child does not know her
father's history,' said Miss Patience,
'and I could wish she might remain al
wavs in happy ignorance of it,' and
then the child came in.
"She was fair-haired, slight, blue
eyed, graceful, shy, with nothing of
her father about her in appearance or
characteristics, and alter a few days
came home, not in love with my ward,
as you suspect, but thinking her
pure, innocent child, wonderfully born
of such a father, and really not dis
satisfied with my guardianship.
" In fact, my charge whs no burden
to me while Miss Patience lived, and
the thirty thousand dollars made all
clear for the future, I Imagined, with
a man's wonderful understanding of a
woman's needs; and so for three years,
placidly the time went on; then there
came a note lrom dabneiie herself,
announcing the serious illness of her
aunt, and 1 went hastily away into
the country.
"I found Miss Wyndhpm dying; her
nohlo sands of life were almost told
and there will be few whiter robes in
heaven than that she wears. She had
no fear for herself in that passing away;
only a great thought, reaching out
into tho future, for the young girl
whom she must leave alone in a world
where even her saintly eyes bad seen
much neilh t good nor true.
" I promised all that 1 could, and
whil'i the dying woman seemed to
trust me, she understood better than I
how little equal to the protection of a
young girl's life an unmarried man can
be, and was but half satisfied when the
final moment came.
"Poor Gabrielle was distracted; she
clung to me as to a brother. I pitied
her, but I pitied myself more, because
she took no thought, and I did, of the
future which now loomed up before
me like a terrible problem, to which
the thirty thousand dollars offered not
tho slightest clew of solution.
" What to do with her now I did not
know. I had no near female relative;
I had not even the traditional old
nurse to help mo out of the dilemma.
My business was suffering from neglc ct,
ind yet I could not leave this clinging
grief-stricken girl alone and unsettled
in this first space of her desolation.
i finally determined to ask a
widow lady, who was a distant relative
of llalstead Scot, to take immediate
charge of his daughter, but before
writing to her I thought it would
only be kind in me to consult my ward
in tho matter, and learn if there were
any other arrangement possible more
co lgenial to her own inind.
'She came to the interview looking
most fair and fragile in her black
dress, and listened attentively to my
proposition. Then the tears winch lay
very near to her eyes in those sad days
pushed their way from under the
terse-drawn eyelids, and rolled heavily
over the white young clieeKs, and she
said, in a trembling, pitiful way:
' 'Then I cannot live with you, Mr.
Penrhyn?'
" I had rather pronounce the death
sentence in a thousand cases ttian to
b3 obliged again to meet the emer
gency that stared out of those innocent
eyes at me; but something had to be
done then and there, and I had rather
have tried modern strangulatlou In
my own person than to have explained
to this pure child the reasons why she
might not live in my house as my sis
ter, when there seemed no other homo
no heart in all the world that held
for her kindly feeling save mine.
" So, and as I told you in the begin
ning, it seemed to bo the only thing to
do at the time, I asked her, a gently
and delicately as I could, to marry ine.
"It came very sudden to her, and
especially so to me ; but she con
sented, not that she was greatly in
love with me any more than I with
her. but because her quiet, straight
forward life had taught her none of
the hollow sentimentality of pride
that would have led her to question
my sincerity, or the prospect of form
ing a connection that held no romance
but only the continued society and
friendship of one whom her aunt had.
held in respect and trusted.
"Immediately, and beside Miss
Patience's new-made bed, blanketed
with a drift of sweet syringa bells, we
were marrieJ, I feeling at last content
that tho sainted dead would rest now
quietly from her labors, if her spirit
might look down upon us two made
one."
" And I beg your pardon but did
it turn out well?" asked the listening
friend, his cigar burned down within a
hairbreadth of the blonde mustache,
and smothered recklessly with a long
white ash.
" Turn out well ! Why, Gabriel and
I have grown to love e;ich other to a
degree that makes the slightest separ
ation unliappiness to both. There are
two babies, and Lord love you, man,
I guess it did turn out well !" and the
smoking Tom tumbled the long, white
ash into the gavlv-painted saucer at
his elbow, and murmured, somewhat
cynically :
"After all, it was an experiment r
Indians iu Massachusetts.
A correspondent of the Boston Post
writing about the remnants of Indian
tribes surviving in Massachusetts,
says: It is believed by those who
have an opportunity to know, that no
Indrin ot pure aboriginal blood is
now a resident in the o union wealth,
they having from timet) time inter
married with the whites and those of
African descent. Counting all those
who have Indian blood in their veins
in the State, in the vestiges of tribes
remaining, there are to-day not far
from l,0u0 persons, embra-ed in 225
families, and it must be borne in mind
that the numbers contained in these
tribes hayj been decreasing for over
200 years. It is a very significant fact
that no tribe now existing is increas
ing numericidly in the common,
wealth.
Many Words iu Little Space,
A man in Humboldt county has put
ICt words into the spa'e occupied by
a nickel, lie has also put l.loO words
on the face of a postal card, which
coata;ns 15" square inches. He has
written tho Lord's Prayer on a space
covered by one side of an old-fashioned
three-cent piece, and says he
can put thirty thousand letters' upo"
one side of -i postal card with a steix
pen without the aid of a glass Iowa
Matt, llrgister.
Bismarck is not a good orator. He
coughs and stammers, and stops for
the right word ; his sentences are
involved, and often a foot long; but
when he writes bis native tongue, it Is
idiomatic and graceful.
THE BAD BOY ALL BROKE UP.
BADLY WRECKED BY FOOLIKO WITH
AH OLD PACER.
lie Driven n IWInMnr to a Fimernl The He
nit ofSnylrn "Ve-np" to n former "Bon
of the Kon.l."
" Well, what's the matter with yon,
now?" said the grocery man to the
bail boy, as he came in to tho grocery
on crutches, with one arm in a sling,
one eye blackened, and a strip of court
plaster across one side of his face.
" Where was tho explosion, or have
you been in a fight?"
"Oh, there s not much the matte!
with me," said the boy, in a voice that
sounded all broke up, as he took a big
apple off a basket, and began peeling
it with his upper front teeth. " If you
think I am a w re::k you ought to see
the minister. They had to carry hiin
home in installments, tne way they buy
aewing machines. I am all right, but
they have got to stop him up with
oakum and tar before he will ever hold
water again."
" Good gracious, you have not had a
fight witli the minister, have you?
Well I have said all the time, and I
Btick to it, that you would commit a
crime yet, and go to State prison. What
was the fuss about?" and the grocery
man laid the hatchet out of the boy's
reach for fear he would get excited and
kill him.
" Oh, it was no fuss. It was in the
way of business. You see the livery
man that 1 was working for promoted
me. He let me drive a horse to haul
sawdust for bedding, first, and when
he found I was real careful he let me
drive an express wagon to haul
trunks. Pay before yesterday there
was a funeral, and our stable fur
nished the outfit. It was only a com
mon eleven-dollar funeral, so they let
me go to drive the horse for the min
ister you know, the buggy that goes
ahead of the hearse. They cave me
an old horse that is thirty years old,
that has not been off a walk since nine
years ago, and they told me to give
him a loose rein, anu he would go
along all right. It's the same old
horse that used to pace so fast on the
avenue, years ago, but I didn't know
it. Well, I wan't to blame. I just
let him walk along as though he was
hauling sawdust, and gave mm a
loose rein. When we got off of the
pavement the fellow that drives the
hearse, he was in a hurry, 'cause his
folks was going to have ducks for din
ner, and he wanted to get back, so he
kept driving alongside of my buggy,
telling me to hurry up. I wouldn't
do it, 'cause the livery man told me to
walk the horse. Then the minister,
he got nervous, and said he didn't
know as there was any use of going 30
6low, because he wanted to get back
in time to sret his lunch and go to a
ministers' meeting in the afternoon,
but I told him we would all get in the
cemetery soon enough if wo took it
cool, and as for me I wasn't in
no sweat. Then one of the drivers
that was driving the mourners,
he came up and said he had to get
back in time t j run a wedding down
to tho 1 o'clock train, and for me to
pull out a little. I have seen enough
of disobeying orders, and I told him a
funeral in the hand was worth two
weddings in the bush, and as far as I
was concerned, the funeral was going
to be conducted in a decorus manner,
if we didn't get back till tho next day.
Well, the minister said in his regular
Sunday-school way. ' My little man,
let mo take hold of the lines, nnd like
a blame fool I gave them to him.
He slapped the old horse on the crup
per with the lines and then jerked up,
and the old horse stuck up his off ( ar,
and then the hearse-driver told the
minister to pull hard and saw on the
bit a little and the old horse would
wake up. The hearse-driver used to
drive the old pacer on the track, and
he knew what he wanted. The
minister took off his black kid gloves
and put his umbrella down between
us and pulled his hat down over his
head and began to pull and saw on the
bit. The old cripple began to move
along sort of sideways, like a hog
going to war, and the minister pulled
some more, ami the hearse driver, who
was right behind, he said so you could
hear him c lear to Waukesha, Yee-up,'
and the old horse kept going faster,
then the minister thought the proces
sion was getting too quick, and
he pulled harder, and yelled
who-a,' and that made the
old horse worse, and I looked through
the little window in the buggy top be
hind, and tho hearse was about two
bl cks behind, and the driver was
laughing, and the minister he got pale
and said, ' My little man, I guess you
better diive,' and I said, 'Not much,
Mary Ann; you wouldn't let me run
this funeral the way I wanted o, and
now you can boss it, if y..u will let
me get out,' but there was a street car
ahead and all of a .sudden there was an
earthquake, and when I come to there
were about six hundred people pour
ing water down my neck, and the
hearse was hitched to the fence, and
the hearse driver was asking if my leg
was broke, and a polw e nan was fan
ning the minister with a plug hat that
looked as though It had been struck
by a pile-driver, and some people were
hauling our buggy into the gutter, and
some men were trying to take the old
pacer out of tiie windows of the street
car, and then I guns 1 faiute 1 away
agin. Oh, it was worse than telescop
ing u train loadt d with a!tl ."
"Well, I swan," said the grocery
man as he put some eggs in a lunnel
shaped brown papt r for a servant girL
"What did the minister say when ho
come to?"
"Say! What could be say? He
just yelled 'whoa,' and kept sawing
with his hands, as though he was
driving. I heard that tho policeman
was going to pull him for fast driving
fill he found it was an a cident. They
told me, when they carried me home
in a hack, that it ayih a wonder every
body was not killed, and when I got
home pa was going to sass me, until
the hearse driver told him it was the
minister that was to blame. I want
to find out if they got the minister's
umbrella back. The last I see of it the
umbrella was running up his trousers
leg, and the point come out by the
small of hi3 back. But I am all right,
and shall go to work to-morrow, 'causo
the livery man says I was the only one
in the crowd that hail any sense. I
understand the minister is going to
take a vacation on account of his liver
and nervous prostration. I would if
I was him. I never saw a man that
had nervous prostration any more than
he did when we fished him out of the
barbed wire fence, after we struck the
street car. Put that settles the minister
business with me. 1 don't drive with
no more preachers. What I want Is a
quiet party that wants to go on a
walk," and the boy got up and hopped
on one foot toward his crutches,
filling his pistol pocket with figs as he
hobbled along.
" The next time I drive a minister
to a funeral, he will walk," and the
boy hobbled out and hung out a Hign
in front of the grocery, " Smoked dog
fish at halibut prices, good enough for
company."
Swiss Traits.
The laborer and peasant of Switzer
land have in many respects a rather
hard time of it. Since the influx of
foreign tourists lias assumed such
large proportion during the past
twenty years, the cost of living has
greatly increased, while the wages of
the-laborers remain stationary, and
the few acres of ground of the
peasants refuse to yield a larger
harvest. Kents in cities and towns,
the cost of wine, meats, flour and
bread, which during the past twenty
five years have all risen at least fifty
per cent., present no attractive side
for men who have to work for fifty or
sixty cents a day. They generally live
in crowded and poorly ventilated
houses, perhaps warm enough, but al
most bare of furniture and comfort
If they can have meat once or twice a
week, they consider themselves happy.
They are badly off, for the reason that
they have to work hard, live poorly,
and are seldom able to save anything.
Put notwithstanding all this, they are
happy in their way; they love their
coiintry.with its institutions ; read, are
intelligent; and know that intelligence
and industry, and not bayonets, pre
serve tho peace in Switzerland. As to
the peasants, or small farmers, they
reldoin live on farms, but in clusters
of houses, villages and towns. The
reason thereof is that their land is
seldom in one piece, but is cut up in
small pieces of from one-quarter of an
acre to a whole acre, and scattered for
miles in different directions. The
peasants are early risers, industrious,
simple and economical in their habits.
As in Germany and France, so in
Switzerland, the women work in the
fields beside tho men. In fact, the
women are generally quicker and
more industrious than the men, and
the economical principle in tho former
is more developed than in the latter,
for these like to frequent the beer and
wine salxrns, and spend some of their
daily earnings.or of the procecdsof their
fields. They generally possess a
Yankee's desire for money, but lack
his shrewdness as to the ways of mak
ing and saving it. Their cares are
few and, like" their income, rather
light. They mow their hay, herd their
lew cows and goats, prune their vines,
and leave the outcome of their work
to time and Providence. Their taxes
are ccmparatively light, and yet the
majority of these little farmers are
never out of debt. Politically they are
conservative democrats, loving home
rule and disliking centralization.
V nitid Mates Coiuiil Cramer.
How It Was Made.
An old lady in the country had a
dandy from the t ity to dine with her
o.i a certain occasion. For dessert
there happened to lie an enormous
apple pie.
La, ma'am !" said he, " how do you
manage to handle such a pie?"
" F.ay enough," was the reply ; " we
make tho crust up in a wheelbarrow,
wheel it under t he apple tree, and then
shake the fruit down into it."
An Kpitaph.
The following is an epitaph on a
tombstone in Chautauqua, countv
X. Y. :
" Neiiralam worked on, Mrs. Smith,
'Till noiilh the sod il laid her i
She whs u worthy Methoilit,
And served hh a crusader.
" Fribiids came delighted at the call,
lu pluiity of uood i-iirriitKOS ;
Dwith in the c. minion lot of nil,
And come more oft than oiumatfeg."
Alabama females have a majority
.f IV .2 17 in the Mate
LOVE, DRINK AND DEBT.
Bon of mine 1 tho world before yotl
Spreads a thousand secret snares .
Hound ths feet of every mortal
Who through lif a's long highway fr
Throe -Tocml, let me wnrn you,
Are by every traveler mot ;
Three to ry your heart of virtus
They are love, and drink and debt.
Love, my boy, there' noecaping
'Tis the common fate of men ;
Father had it ; I have had it J
But for love you had not been.
Take your chnuces, but be caution (
Know a aqua! is not a dove ;
Be the upright man of honor ;
All deceit doth murder lovo.
As for drink, avoid it wholly ;
Like an adder it will stin ;
Crush the earliest temptation ; -
Handle not the dangerous thing.
See the wracks of men around us
Once ns fair and pure as yoo
Mark the warning 1 Shun the pathway
And the hell they're tottering through. .
Yet though love be pure and gentle
And from drink yon may be free,
With a yearning heart I warn yoo
'Gainst the worst of all the three.
Many a demon in his journey
Banyan's Christian pilgrim met
They were lambs, e'en old Apollyon,
To the awful demon debt.
With quaking heart and face abashed
The wretched debtor goes j
Hi starts at shadows lest they be
The shades of men he owes.
Down silent streets he slyly steals,
The face of man to shun,
He shivers at the postman's ring, ' '
And fears the awful don.
Beware of debt 1 Once in you'll be
A slave forevermore ;
If credit tempt yon, thunder " No I"
And show it to the door. .
Cold water and a crast of bread
May be the best you'll get ;
Accept them like a man, and swear
"I'll never run in debt 1" '
HUMOK OF THE DAT.
The appropriate color for infanta
this season will be yeller. Springfield
(0.) News.
When the man in the dock fumble
In his pocket for the "one dollar and'
costs," is it a case of fine feeling?
Boston Bulletin.
Hens may be a little backward on
eggs, but they never fail to come to
the scratch when flower beds are con
cerned. Picayune.
- Vbat was your observation, Mr.
Brown?" "Oh, nothing, madame. I
simply said the butter ranked well.'-'
Boston Transcript.
The American hog is forbidden to
enter Germany. That shuts out the
man who tries to occupy four scats in
a railway car. Hawknye.
" Say, Mr3. Bunson," said a little girl
to a lady visitor, " do you behmg to a
brass bund?' "Xo. my dear." "I
thought you did." Why did you, my
child r" " " Because, mamma said you
was always blowing your own horn,
and 1 thought you must belong to the
band." Drummer. '
Some manufacturer of fishing tackle
has invented a bait with a luminous
arrangement, of phosphorus, or some
thing of that kind, to light the fish
toward the hook. When it gets so a
follow has to hold a lantern so a fish
can see to bite, half the fun of fishing
will be gone. Perk.
A "fashion" item says: "The lozenge
shape is the most fashionable for pills,
whieh should be coate l with silver, and
look very inviting." This appears to
bo a new departure in fashion intelli
gence, and next it will lie in order to
describe whether the new shape in
porous plasters is -.ctagon or oblong,
and if they are trimmed with gimp
In aid or guipure lace, and we may be
told that tho most fasluunahlo tints iu
castor oil are terra-cotta and favn
color, and that liver-pads are cut i' ..the
form of a heart, with scalloped dges
and lined with ciel-blue satin. Sorris
town Herald.
T o Late.
Tie law or heredity, I y which living
beings tend to repeat themselves in
their descendants, is generally accepted
by s dentists and physicians. Some
assert that not only the physical but
the spiritual trails of parents are re
produced in their children. In the
matter of health and disease there is
no doubt that parents transmit their
physical quali'-ies, strength and weak
nesses. One of the bent-known physicians
in Boston was called, not long since,
t ) attend the bedside of a rich man
who bad been suddenly taken ill. The
doctor felt the patient's pulse and saw
that the case was hopeless. Turning
to one of the family, who stood anx
iously waiting to hear his opinion, he
said:
' You should have sent for a physician
I ng ago."
"But we sent at once; as soon as he
was taken ill."
"Ah ! yes," replie.l the physician,
ad!y, "hut you should have sent KXi
years ago."
The phyy-'an recognized the fact
that his put, it, who died that day,
was iu real! tho victim f his an
cestors' caret s or criminal violation
of the laws A' licidth, years before he
h'.-iself was born.