BY W. BLAIR. VOLUME 24. etaottig,.. 1011 E, SWEET' 11031 E." BY JOHN HOWARD RAYNE, [Let every person learn and sing Bohn _ Howard Payne's beautiful song of "Home, .Sweet Home." Most persons know the tune, but how few the words. The author of them never had a home, and died in a —foreign-land, but his song has made his name immortal.] 'rid pleasures and palaces though we may Be it ever so humble, there's no place like A. charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere, Home! home! sweet, sweet home, 'There's no place like home: there's no place like home. II An exile from home, splendor dazzles in --01-14-give-me-my-lowly-thatched-cot again ; The birds singing gaily, that came at my call. Give me 'them, with the peace of mind, dearer thaii all. Home! home ! sweet, sweet home ! There's no place like home; there's no place like home. How sweet 'tie to sit, 'neath a fond father's smile, And the cares of a mother to sooth and be guile, Let others delight 'mid new pleasures to But give me, oh ! give me the pleasures of home. Home 1 home! sweet, sweet home! There's no place like home; there's no place like home. IV. To these I'll return, over-burdened with The hearth dearest solace will smile on me No more from that cottage again will I Be it ever so humble there's no place like home. „Home ! home ! sweet, sweet home! There's no place •like home; theres , no places ake home. Witellauroits Patting. CASH AID CREDIT. George Brown, at the age of twenty three took him a wife,—or, rather, he and Hattie took one another—for better, or for worse. But they knew it was going to be better always, and never for worse.— How could it be otherwise, when they un derstood each other so well ? They had Married young, and they had but little of this world's goods to commence with ; but they had health and strength, and they were going to work together and build them up a home of their own In time. "We will be very saving;" said Hattie, "and in the end we may reach the goal." The goal was the home which they were to own. "We shall not scrimp, nor deny ourselves of necessary comforts ; but we will do without luxuries. By thus econ omizing in the morning, we may find a stone to spare in the evening. Money is like time. . An hour gained in the early day is h great thing, while ma hour lost my not be regained. lieorge saw and understood, and he was as eager as was his wife. • He determined to put all his energies into the work, and in the future he was foreshadowed• prom ises riii4 bright. He had taken of his uncle a small house which he was to' pay for when lie could. He had no doubt that he should be able to pay two hundred dol lar., a year on it, at which rate, his kind relative had offered the bargain, the prop erty. would be his in six years. "George," said Hattie, one evening, at the tea-table, "What did you pay for this tea ?" INTela — seJlattie, o:Mlli . now. I don't believe I - asked." "What !,.Did not ask." "No. .1 have every confidence in Mr. Skidd. He is to perfectly honorable man." "But did you not pay for it ?" "No. I have opened an account these." Hattie shook her bead disapprovingly. George saw the motion, and went on "You know I am paid monthly, and I thought it would be just as well to keep a monthly account at the store. Mr. Skidd himself, preferred that plan. "I can see very readily why Mr. Skidd should prefer said his wife, with a sig nificant smile. "In the first place, he knows that you are industrious, steady, acid hon orable man, and that whatever you owe you will surely pay. He knows that." George vas flattered, but he felt that his wife had spoken no more than the truth. "And,' pursued Hattie, "he knows one thing. He knows that you will buy more ,on credit than you would for cash." George made a deprecatory motion,but his wife continued: "Mr. Skidd knows. He is old in the • business. Over his good customers, who open monthly accounts upon his ledger, he has decided advantages. Ile can per- suade them to buy what they would not - buy if they had to pay the cash down ; and, where they are to have credit—where a trader is to have the extra labor and ex pense of entering and posting each' sepa rate article, and, in the end, of making a fall bill of items—the buyer cannot with good conscience demand reduction from asked prices." George smiled,'and said he thought his wife was mistaken. He was sure he was doing well. It would be inconvenient to pay for each little article as he ordered it. And, furthermore, it would be handier to settle his store bills when his employers settle with him. Hattie did not press the matter. She had brought the subject upon the tapis, and she was willing to await the develop. ment of events. "By the way, Mr. Brown, do you not want a box of these figs ? They are fresh, —l'll warrant them—and by the box I will put them cheap." So spoke Mr. Skidd the store-keeper. George knew that his ivife was very fond of figs; and he loved them himself. And he finallY consented that a box should be sent to,. him. On another day Mr. Skidd said : "Ah, Brown, my dear fellow, have you tried tis golden syrup?" George had not tried the syrup. The liestAfficiffa molasses had hitherto an swered him. But he was pursuaded to try it. On another day : "Look here, Brown, shall I send you ozen_af these Messina oran _es ? A new cargo jifsTilf. — You won't get em.so cheap again.—Only thirty cents." Only thirty cents ! And George knew how fond•Hatlie was of oranges. Of course he would have them. And so the days passed on, and the month came to an end. George Brown was paid by his employers, and he set at once about paying others. On his way home he stopped in and got Mr. Skidd's bill. "You can take it and look it over,"said the trader, with a patronizing smile. 'You will find it all right." George had entered to pay the bill then and there ; but when he saw the long col umn of figures, and glanced his eye at the sum total, his heartleaped up into his mouth. He was asoUnded. He had thought to himself .as he had come along, that Skiild's bill would be about twelve to fif teen dollars. After paying every thing else he would have twenty dollars left, which would satisfy this last demand and leave something over. He had just commenced housekeeping, and did not expect to save much at first. But, mercy 1 how his anticipations were necked in pieces as he looked at this bill. He told Skidd he guessed he would look it over ; and on liis way homeward he ex amined it; but he could find n thing wrong —nothing wrong in the items—but the sum total was a poser; twenty-six dollars and forty-two cents ! For a, long time after he had reached home he trie to convince Hattie that nothing was the matter with him; but at length he plucked up courage, and drew forth Skidd's bill. He had expected that his wife would be paralyzed. But on the contrary, she only smiled and said it was all right. "All right !" echoed George. • "All right," so far as Mr. 6kidd is con cerned," said Hattie. "You remember what I told you once before, and now let's sit down and eat supper, and then we will look the matter over." And after supper they went at the work. Hattie took the bill, and a piece of blank paper, and followed the items down with her pencil. "First," she said, "is a box of figs, at fifteen cents a pound. It was very cheap no doubt ; but the eight pounds came to a dollar and twenty-five cents. Had you been required to pay cash, you would not have bought them. You would, at, least, have asked me if I liked them, and I should have told you, no. Next we have a gallon of golden syrup, which we did not need, and for which you would not have paid cash without consulting me." And so she went on, and at the end she had cut down the bill, by throwing out articles which they had not absolutely needed, to less than fifteen dollars. A dollar •here did not seem much to George; and a dollar and a half there ; and then seventyfive cents; and then on ly fifty cents ; but there had been twenty visits to the store during the past month, and the aggregate of these trivial sums was considerable. George saw the whole thing, arid he knew that his wife had been right from the first. "Don' say a won]," he said. "I see the mistake. .But I'll have to work around in the right track by degrees." "How so, George ?" "Why I haven't Looney enough left of my month's wages to pay this bill ; so I shall be utterly unable to enter upon the cash principle at present. "There need be no difficulty in that di rection," said Hattie. "I have not spent quite all my little capital. I had already fixed it for a bit of nest egg ; and I don't know that it could be put to a better use than the laying of a foundation for cash payments. At any rate, George, let us try it for a while." " George kissed his wife and said she was a blessing ; and he promised that he would fbllowed her advice in the future. He took the money which she had to give,and held it as a loan, which he•was to return at the earliest possible moment ; and he felt an ambition, too, to see how speedily he could do it. And on Monday morning the new rule of life went into operation. George paid Mr. Skidd's b.ll, and told him that here after he should pay cash for everything he bought. The store keeper pooh-poo'd, and said there was no need , of it. "Bless you, my boy, I had as leave trust you as not," ,Tioirwic , i.Avb-)4,11 4Di :ter, opvtili hi >0 lilt,. ft 1 / 2 0 )0 k'Nl4 Vir ;_ 4 l 0 1: 1 1 ifiz% PIO, )0 0 1 )0 :cXII tioi,4-411*C41 WAYNESBORO', FRANKLIN COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, NAY 9, 1872. 6 'l . do not doubt it, Mr. Skidd, but I prefer not to be trusted. I would rather consume my own groceries than to con sume yours. A bill is an evil at best, and I don't choose to have evils growing on my bands if I cab help it." Mr. Skidd saw very plainly that his customer's vision was clear, and he said no more. ' On the evening of that very Monday, Mr. Skidd exhibited to George some ex tra nice preserves, and the young man's first impulse was to order a pot of them ; but the taking out of his wallet, and the breaking of a five-dollar bill was a pal pable reminder ; and he concluded that he could get along without them. Said he to himself: "These seemingly trivial sums, if I save them, will, at the end of the month, add up as greatly in my favor as they have heretofore added against me." And he found it so. And he found one thing more in his favor from cash pay— ments which he had not particularly coun ted upon. As lie had the money in his hand to pay for the articles he had plan ned to purchase, he could buy it where he could get it best and cheapest. Traders are to lose cash customers; and is ,we write against intemperance. Health is too precious to be wasted. Maki hood is too noble to be thrown into t e gutter. Life is too sweet to be drugged with the poisons now compounded and sold as liquors. To drink poison may be social, but it costs too much for us, or for any man of sense who loves himself or others. Who of our readers dare think of the matter and act as their bet ter judgement shall dictate, The latter part of a wise man's life is tak en ip in curing the follies, prejudices and false opinions he has contracted in the former. Care to our coffin adds a nail, no doubt. And every grin, so merry, draws oue out. Nearly all beginnings are difficult and poot. At the opening of the hunt the hound limps. Whenever you buy or sell, let, or hire, make a elear bargain, and never trust to "We shan't disagree about trifles." It is supposed that forts-seven persons die every minute of the day and night, reckoning for all parts of the world. A goad man loves little children. \ A West Virginia Doctor.! The major ptesented me to Doctor Did iwick, a red-headed, stuttering, eccentric individual, who was going up towards Yeokem's on a professional tour, and would ride with us. This was fortunate as the road we contemplated traveling was very obscure and difficult, and the country not an agreeable one to get lost in. The doctor also counseled us to pro vide againSt all contiigencies on to-mor row's journey; so we ordered our hostess to have prepared a ham, a sack of bis cuit, and some bottles of cold tea, this last, by the way ; a most excellent bever age for way-faring people: After supper, hearing a mighty and continuous thumping in the direction of kitchen, I thought it advisable to look in and give some special directions about the biscuit, which should be well beaten and thoroughly baked to prevent their getting mouldy. Opening a door, I stepped out on the back porch, and, to my astonishment, caught the doctor pelting and pounding at -a-batch-of dough. The dough looked rather dark to be sure, and the doctor -hey embarrassed ; but, not to be cer,- lions, I said. Illy doctor, this is very considerate at to make the biscuit for us your , What b-h-b-bil ised-andoffendledGo_to_tlie dc. I'm making blue pills for my cents to-morrow.' r `ln the name of Msculapius, how ma do you make at a timer vh; said he, a p p p peek, more or less. Lice in these mountains is different your city practice. I make my Is only once a month, and it takes a 's riding to get through, so that I to provision a whole district to last I come again.' • the morning we were on the road aes, all in fine spirits except Cockney, was a little sore from yesterday's ride, did his best not to mind it. couutry was wild and rugged e -h, but more populous than we had tined, The doctor called at every , and at his familiar halloo the in- A :az, from the hobbling centenarian to the toddlingyearling, flocked out to him, He inquired after their web physical and moral, in a most kind fatherly manner, naming such as had ailing at his last visit. . 7aving audited all their complaints,he ild leave one or two tea-cupfuls of pills ride on. Sometimes he took the trou to dismoun*nd enter the cabin ofsome lriden palil4:t4t, others he would simp inquire coneevaing,a family living far in the woos:l4:4lnd leave a measure ills to be sent over next Sunday. Oc- mally he bad the luck to meet a cus „,:r on the road, and deliver his month allowance on the Spot. The doctor was idently honored and beloved , by the Ile country, and consulted on all ques ts that arose, in law, agriculture or pol !s. He was a sturdy Democrat,and dis _wed gratuitous opinions on the subject freely as he did blue-pills. He stutter sarcastically against medical quacks, thought the laws were not sufficient severe against them. Some years ago so-called herb doctor came poaching up his domain, and was a great grief Of 'to him. The fellow was civil and aldn't quarrel, but seeretlrundernain the regular practitioder, was getting his patients, and ruining the health of district. • The inteirloper bad two weakness—he fond of backgammon, and hated the ke.s. Didiwick — cared no more for snakes xi he did for fishing Worms,. se he took opportunities to bedevil his rival with tetical jokes in whieh serpents played Leading part. One day he challenged the herb doctor a game of backgammon. Pleased with e unusual civility, he accepted, and sea himself at the table where the box lay osed before him. The tavern loungers, vare that something was up, gathered / 'and to witness the game. "Set the board, doctor, said Didwick, file I go to order two juleps:'-- 'hedoctor opened the board, and. a six tot black-snake leaped out into his face. fled, and returned no more. "And so I got rid of the cussed hote ls: before he killed offmy whole district." "oarE CRAYON, in Halper'.9 Magazine. _ _ When many years have rolled away— When we no more are young; When many voices may repeat The songs that we have sung; 'When all thy youthful beauty pales, Which time will not restore, Some tender thoughts may come again Of days that are no more. The soul but slumbers'to awake Alike to joy and pain ; And every holy thought and dream Are sure to come again; The youthful heart h umnarried by care But dreams of days before ; The old heart lives on memories Of days that are no more. There is a phantom world to come, Whose gateway is the tomb, Where voices will be heard again Beyond the hidden gloom. 'Where shapes and shadows of the past Within the bon] will stay • 'When human hearts and human plans Have crumbled to decay. And then when years have rolled away, And we no more are young; 'When other voices may repeat The songs that we have sung ; When heavenly sunshine on the soul ---The-be auty - inay-restore,-- Some_tender thoughts will come Of days that are no more. _stuttered Mr. Lincoln's Merciful Acts. Col. Forney tells the following in the Washington Sunday "Chronicle," among his interesting 'Anecdotes of Public Mem' "While I was secretary of the Senate there was scarcely au hour during any da that I was not called u )on to hel somebody who bad friends or kindred in the army, or had business in the depart ments; or was anxious to get some poor fel low out of the Old Capitol Prison. 'These constant appeals were incessant demands upon the time of a very busy man, but a labor for love, and I am glad to remem ber that I never undertook it reluctantly. One da an energetic lady called on me to take - ber to the President and aid her to get a private soldier pardoned, who had been sentenced to death for desertion;and who was to be shot the very next morn ing: We were much pressed in the Sen ate, and she had to wait a long time be tore I could accompany her to the White House. It was in the afternoon when we got there, and the Cabinet was still at ses sion. I sent in my name for Mr. Lincoln, and he came out evidently in profound thought and full of some great subject.— I stated the object of our call, and leav ing the lady in one of the ante-chambers, returned to the Senate which had not yet adjourned. The case had made a deep in).- wession on me, but I forget it in the ex , citement of the debate and the work of my office, until perhaps near 10 o'clock that night, when my female friend came rushing . into my room, radient with de light, with the pardon in her hand. "I ,have been up there ever since." she said. "The Cabinet adjourned, and I set wait ing for the President to come out and tell me the fact of my poor soldier, whose case I placed in his hand after. you left but I waited in vain-there was no Mr. Lincoln. So I thought I would go .up to the clam ber of his Cabinet and knock. I, did so; 'and, as there was no answer, I .opened it and passed in, and there was the worn President asleep, with his head ,on the ta ble resting on his arms, and my boy's par don atlis side. I quietly waked him, bles sed hini for his good deed, and come to tell you the glorious news. You have helped me to save a human life." This is the material if not for solemn history at least for those better 'lessons which speak to us from the lives of the just and pure. colding is mostly' a habit. There not well meaning to it It is often ' rest of nervousness and an irritable dition .f both mind and body. A is tire, - annoyed at some trivial and with co mences findi- with &ok It is ast4 n•es.in it , confirmed Ii is an. habit.' Per of peolding a about: . 11 would fall of ksomr' It is The. der, el der et The, ceSinfto a famii . a s tart time, to meADEthem bef ` somethir :ery soon leceefisary 7 "he - people 'lto the ' dint t - )se it , and di I.act the: bila -inen. This may 'more in the hous . and 4 ' atmosphere, ye leTnervot. '7m and the h .leild; and it may be partly sensitiveness is more easily wourm omen are sometimes called divin it a scolding woman never seems divine. .t we will say no more on the subjeit,,,.. r,sorne pretty creature way feel inchned 1 scold for, what we say about scold- 1 iiug. ~., ~) ' -,.. / MS HAT ARE NO !ORE. "A thousand pardons!" said the dis corntitted youth, moving away. But a few nights afterward, at another reception, his eye wa.s similarly caught, and the edge, of his mortification having been worn off, he could smile at his mis take, and he accordingly made his way once more to the side of .noughts with_gray mutton whiskers. Scolding I everyboO: it very easi v 'soon or mes adF I ar a ha lig h( becc the tray,,,to.olcl ihe3; ineFe'ibqence -eeabler habit. distant thun haud-organ less unpleasant. Ono' introdn7 feertain;lo. ...embers. It ding fault p „. le others are lnd a very ing, II up; mat ttyr re readily .1 . 1 people because art their Mistaken Identity A good story is told in Washington of a genial young gentleman, unwilling to omit recognition of acquaintance, who, at a wedding reception, lately caught sight of a gray-whiskered, and rather stately person, and being satisfied by inquiry of his identity, immediately edged along to his side. "Goodoevening," said he, extending his hand with cordiality. "I'm delighted to see you! I believe we haven't met since we parted in Mexico." "I really fear," said the gray-whiskered magnate, "that you have me at an advan tage." "Why you dont recollect! But then I was very much younger," said the other, "when with my father in Mexico." "And to tell the truth," said the other gentleman, "my remembrances of ever having been in Mexico are very indis tinct," "Excuse the question," said the young man, rather desperh.tely, "are you nor Sir Edward Thornton?" "By no means. lam Judge Poland, of Vermont." word or two on the weather and the scene, he suddenly said: '"That was an awkward thing of me the other night, when I took you for old Thornton." "And who do von take me for sow, may I ask ?" said his companion. "Why—why," said the embarrassed young man of society—"you told me you were Judge Poland, of "On the contrary, my name is Thorn ton," was the rather annihilating rgsponse; and the young man at this day calls it a case of diabolic duality. Beautiful Ireland. We know, of course, that Ireland is called the "Emerald Isle," and the cold of the emerald is green ; but never had it entered into our imagination that there was anywhere in this world to be seen such verdure as it charmed our eyes to look upon in the rural districts of Ire land. The slopes, the knolls, the dells, fields of young grain, over which the breezes creep like playful spirits of the beautiful; the pasture`, dotted with white sheep of the purest wool ; the hillsides rising up into mist-shrouded mountains, and all covered with thick carpets of smooth, velvet green. ' But Ireland should also be called Flowery Isle. There is not a sput in Ireland, I believe, where blessed nature can find au excuse for putting a flower but she has put one—not only in the gardens and in the meadows, but upon the very walls and the crags of the sea, from the great blooming rhodo dendrons down to the smallest flower that modestly peeps forth from its grassy cover. The Irish furze, so richly yellow, covers all places that might otherwise be bare or barren ; the silkworm delights evreywhere, from thousands of trees, to drop its "web of gold ;" the blooming hawthorn, with the sweet scented pink, - and especially the white variety, adorns the landscape and the gardens ; wall flowers of every hue and variety clamber to hide the harshness of the moral sup ports ; the beeted cliffs of the North Sea are fringed and softened with lovely flowers ; and if you kneel anywhere al most on the yielding, velvety carpet, you will find little, well nigh invisible flowrets —red, white, blue, and yellow—wrought into the very. woof and texture. Ireland ought to be called the Beautiful Isle.— The spirit °Me beautiful hovers over andifouehesf. to' living loyliness; every point.—Fall Mall Gazette. Continent Covered with Ice. Prof. Agassia comes to the conclusion that the continent of North America was i,noe covered with ice for a mile in thick- ess, thereby agreeing with Prof. Hitch= Beck and other eminent geological writers concerning the glacial period: In proof cif this conclusion, he says that the slopes Of the Alleghany range of mountains are .glacier-worn to the very top, except 'a few points which were above the level of the icy mass... Mount Washington, for . . nstance, Ls'Ver,sta thousand feet high, :And, the mitt* unpolished surface of its summit, covered with loose fragments, ; just below the level of which glacier-mirks come to an end, tells that it lifted its head alone above the desolate waste of ice and snow. , ittliiii a it and .onable. • In this region, then, the thickness of the ice cannot lave been much less than his thousand feet, awl. this is in keeping with the same kind Of 'eVidence in other parts tf the country ; for when the moun tains are much below six thousancl feet, the ice seems to have passed directly o ver them, which the few peaks . thing to that 'height are left untouchig. The glacier, he argues, was God's gnltt plough and when the ice vanished . ii•om the face of the:land, it left it prepared for the hand of the husbandman. The hard surface of the rocks were ground to powder, the elements of the soil were mingled in fair proportions, granite was carried into lime regions, lime was mingled with the more arid and *productive granite districts, and a soil was prepared fit for the, agricultural uses , of mau. There are evidences al l• over the f.)l.tir, regions to show that at one period :the heat of the tropics extended all over .he globe. The ice period is supposed•Xo• be long lhsequent to this, and next to' the last • fiTere the advAit of moo. •-• t more lie bp iu a try ith lint it and 3umor. What people can never live long, nor wear great long coats? Dwarfs. What most resembles a horse's shoe?- 4 . mare's shoe. All that is required to get, up keit, is three blockheads a pint of ruul. ' Why is counterfeit money like a drink. ing saloon? Because it is hard to pass. ,/ A man being threatend with an amult by 13 tailors, cried out, "come on both of you.". The latest invention out is a new,feAt for tailors,. to obviate the necessity for their sitting.cross-legged. Ben, how is your sweet heart getting along? "Pretty well, I guess ? shesays I needn't call any more. " Why is the figure nine like a tea cock ? Because it's nothing without it'4 tail. In North Carolina the lightnino• b struck a barn and koneked over two darkeys ; one of theinierambled up and exclaimed, "who fire dat a gentleman, and after a "Ma, sa; f'ather's portrait torn?" asked a ell so t ree summers. (--b-irct---wuy— do you ask? "Why, this morning he said darn my - pieture.'l Why is an elephant unlike a. tree?—' Because a tree leaves in the spring, and the elephant lefties when the_ menagerie, does. There-is-but-one-instance of a person -- interfering between man. and wife with either safety or succus, and that person thrashed them both. A clergyman asked his pupils, - whether "the leopard could change his spots?"— "To be sure," replied Billy, "when he gets tired of one -spot he goes to another.' Mr. Baker showed us an egg which was seven inches in circumference. Can any body beat this.—Exchange. Certainly. Brake the egg into a bowl, and beat it with a spoon. "Mamma," cried a little girl, rush ing into the room, "why am I like a tree?" Mamma could not guess, when the little one exclaimed, "Because I have limbs, mamma !" An excellent old deacon, who having won a fine turkey at a charity raffle, didn't like to tell his severe orthodox wife how he came 'by it, quietly remarked as he handed her the fowl, that the "Shakers" gave it to him. Cleveland has invented aatent bug buster, worked with an air pum p . All the apertures in a room are stopped but one, at which the deadly bug-buster is placed. By exhaustion. b the receiver a current of air is produced strong enough to thaw all the vermin out of the room through the air pump, into the hopper, where they are put under the influence of chloroform and stabbed in the back with a pitchfork. During our late war there was a youag man in the army who did not join of his own free will. He had been drafted.— He was a brave young man ' • quite the otherwise. One day during a bloody bat tle, our young friend showed such a large white feather that the captain was obliged to threaten him with his pistol in •order to keep him from running away altogether. Then the youth began to cry. "You ought to be ashamed of your self," said the captain ; you're no better than a baby." "I wish I. was—a—baby "blubbered our hero, "an' a gal baby at that." The character of the Indian, the ma jesty of the forest in which he lives, free from all restraints of civilization, natur ally inspire the mind with poetic concep tions when pondering on his race and des tiny. At least an effect seemg to have been produced on - Mr. Bancroft, our Minister at London, if we may jiidge from the following beautiful description which he has given of the Indian mother and her babe : "How helpless the Indian babe born without shelter, amidst storms and ice; but fear nothing for God has placed him a guardian ange, that can triumph over the severities of nature; the sentiment of maternity is by his ride, and so • long as his mother breathes he is safe. The squaw loves her child with iittinetive passion and if she does not manifest it by lively caresses, her tenderness is rent, wakeful and constant. No savage moth er ever trusted her babe to a hireling nurse, nor even put away her oun child to suckle that of another. To the cradle consisting of light wood and gaily orna mented with the quills of the porcupine and beads, and rattles,. the nutsling is firmly attached, and carefully wrapped, iu furs ;Vaud the inthnt thus watched, its back to the mother's buck, is borne as the topmost burden, its eyes now cheerfully, flashilig light, now SlCCOMpallyillg with, tears the wailing which the plandiVentel odies of the curler cannot hush. (1r; while the squaw toils in the field, she hangs her child, as,spring does her blos crams oft the bough of a tree, that, it may be rocked by the breezes from the land of souls. and soothed to fleep by the lul lably of the birds'. Does the mother die —such is Indian compassiou— the nurs ling shares • her grave. $2,00 PER YEAR .NUITTIER 49
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