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B. F. SCHWEIER, - ' " THE CONSTITUTION THE CXION ASD THE ENFORCEMENT OF TIIE LAWS. Editor and Proprietor.
VOL. XXVIII. MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUXTY, TEXNA., FEBRUARY 11, 1S74. NO. 6.
Poet iv-
5I Pitalm.
it ion sairaLtar watrnra.
t movni no more my vanished years ;
Beneath a tender rain,
Aa April rata of smiles aad trtn,' '
My heart Is yoang ag-ala.
The vest viadt blow, aadt staging 1W(
I hear the glad streams run ;
The windows of my aonl I throw
Wide opea Is the no.
-Vo loader forward aor behind
I look la hope" or fearf
Bat, grateful, take tbe food I nd,
Tbe tent of aow and her.
I plough ao more a desert land,
Te karrest weed and tare ;
Tbe auaaa droppiag frost 0-jd's kaad,
Kshnkea Biy paiafal cire.
I break nay pilgrim staff, I lay
Aelde the toiling oar ;
The angel nought no far away
I welcome ai my door.
The alri of Spring may nerer play
Among the ripening eurm
Nor freshness of the Bower of May
Blow throng h the Aatoma mora ;
Yet shall tba blue-eyed gentlaa look
Throagh fringed lids to kearea.
And the pale aster in the brook
Shall see its image g-Wea.
The woods shall wear their robe of praise.
The sooth wind softly sigh.
And sweet, calm days, la goldea hate,
Melt dowa the amber sky.
Sot less shall manly deed and word
Rebuke aa age of w roag ;
The graTea Sowers that wreath the sword
Make not the blade lees strong.
Bat smiting heeds shall leara to heal.
To build as to destroy ;
Nor lese nay heart for others feel.
That I the mors enjoy.
All as God wills, wbb wisely heeds
T tiTtXtr te wltheld,
And kaoweth more of all my needs
Thaa all my prayers have told.
Enough that blessings udeeerred.
Have marked my erring track.
That, wheresoe'er my feet base swerved.
His chastening turned me back.
That more and more a Providence
Of Lots Is understood,
Making the spring of time and sense
Sweet with eternal good ;
That death seems but a covered way
Which opeas Into light.
Wherein no tHn9ed child ran stray
Beyond the Father's sight ;
That care and trial seems at last.
Through memory' sunset air.
Like mountain ranges over past,
2a purple dlstanos-fatr;
That all lb funic aoles of life
Seem blending in a p-talln,
And all the angels of its aUSfe,
Slow rounding into calm.
And so the shadows fall apart,
Aad so the west winds play :
And all tba windows of my heart,
1 opea to the day.
3risccllany.
Kerpin; Faith.
Promises to children, oh what hosts
of them ; countless ones to our fellow
ruen ; to the poor widow to the orphan
oil what an array ! Among these are
bo many promises which upon an after
thought, seem to ns too trifling to carry
out, but to those awaiting the fulfill
ment they may mean more than we can
possibly comprehend. When that Charlie-boy
of yours shouts, "Papa bing me
a shooder rabbit !" as yon hurry away
in the morning, and yon shout back,
"Yes, yes," as yon toss through the
door a kiss, don't let that sugar rabbit
rttand between yon and your Charlie-
boy s faith, "loo busy to buy sugar
rabbits?" Then don't promise them!
Don't go home to that eager question
ing face pressed against the window
pane don t go iiome to lum empty
handed even though a "nice story in
stead will cause temporary forgetful
ness. 'leach him that a promise is
promise that promises are made to be
kept that with yon they amount to
something more than mere efferves
cence.
And didn't yon promiso Johnny Xews-
lny a new jacket at Cbnstmas-time 7
Ah ! yon forgot it ! Yes, bnt fie didn't.
Diily over his rags for the past two
months has he drawn that promise to
keep him warm, and the sneers of this
one and that at his tattered condition,
have elicited no reply, and fell unmean
ingly upon his ears as he has whispered
your promise to his hopeful heart. How
many times he has counted on his fing
ers the days to Christmas, and looked
into the tailors' windows wondering
what that new jacket would be like. It
lias been the beacon-light to Johnny
Newsboy as he has been beaten abont
here and there in that never-sinking
craft termed Hard-ship. It was blow
' to him snch as you cannot realize when
you forgot that "trifling obligation"
when your good will fizzled out in
effervescence.
And here is the Xew Year oh what a
time for making promises I How splen
didly the world moves the first week in
January: every one working on new
resolutions from new stand-points
with fresh morals aud a religion all
aflame since "Watch Night. A pity it
cannot go on so forever 1 Yes, but it
ran ! That is, if yon and I will only do
our part. What do you say ? Shall not
these New Year's promises, the vows
aud the pledgee, that are to lead ns
into a higher, holier, better life this
1H74, be carried out ? Do you promise ?
Then here is our hand. But stop a mo
ment let us first add, "By the Grace
of Ooa," that through His strength
made "perfect in weakness,' we may
have something better to look back
npon than promises now given with in
tentions the most sincere, but which
w ithout the aid of the Guiding Hand
are likely to result in nothing more
serious or satisfactory than the usual
evanescent i'ffarvesoenc&.
The Friendship of Men.
I know nothing which" life' has to offer
so satisfying as the profound good un
derstanding which can subsist, after
much exchange of good offices, between
two virtuous men, each of whom is sure
of himself and of his friend. It is a
happiness which postpones all other
gratifications and makes politics and
commerce and churches cheap. For,
when . men shall meet as they ought,
each a benefactor, a shower of stars,
clothed with thoughts, with deeds, with
accomplishments, it would be the festi-:
val of natnre which all things announce.
R. II'. Kmmcrson.
Gail Hamilton says: "Not the least
of the many benefits wrought ns by the
clergy is the sweet somnolence which
so gently and benignly broods over a
weary and happy congregation on a sul
try Sunday afternoon."
t. Otl AX'S LOVEt
A HISTORICAL SKETCH.
-1 As Gertrude Von Der Wartz sat hum
ming the cradle-hymn which had lulled
her babe asleep, she heard the tramp of
men in the court-way of the castle.
Suddenly the door was opened, and
armed men rushed rudely hito the apart
ment, where Love sat guarding Inno
cence. "Your husband, madam, and yonr
brother where have you hid them?"
asked the chief of the band of soldiers,
in menacing tones, as he rudely clutched
the shrinking woman by the arm.
Her woman's instinct at once divined
that those she loved were in danger, and
she answered, in trembling tones :
"Indeed, sir, I know not. I have not
seen them." . '
"Wife and sister of the murderers,
tell the truth !" he replied savagely.
"Oar queen Agnes, of Hungary, the
daughter of our murdered Emperor
Albert has sent ns, with the sword of
vengeance, to hunt, to the ends of the
earth, for the men who have taken her
father's life. On them and their chil
dren shall fall the punishment.
"Merciful Heaven ! gasped out Oer
trude, as the dreadful news broke npon
her, "has the Emperor been killed ? Oh,
sirs I my husband and my brother had
no hand in the cruel deed !"
"Irate not with the woman, said one
of the soldiers. "Do our qneen's bid
ding. There is the child." - . .
In an instant, the mother, wild with
teeror, flew to the sleeping babe. It
awoke, and stretched out its arms to
her. She attempted to take it, but a
sword gleamed between her and the
infant.
"So ! no !" she screamed, in thrilling
tones of agony and fear ; "take not my
child from me 1 Kill me, if you will,
bnt oh ! by the love you bear your own
little ones, save this innocent babe !
Kill me, bnt spare my child I"
Intent on their bloody purpose, the
soldiers heeded not the cries of agony
which went np from the mother's heart,
as, plunging their swords into the child,
they tramped out of the room with heavy
steps, and mounting their horses, gal
loped away from the castle.
There are moments in life so full of
agony that it seems as if human nature
must sink and expire under the fright
ful ordeal Such moments had come to
Gertrude Von Der Wartz, as stnnned by
the horrid deed, she stood, speechless,
by the poor little victim of woman's
revenge.
All that night, sad and silent, she sat
beside her dying babe ; and when morn
ing broke over the earth, low wails went
np from the room where mourned the
childless woman.
To reach her husband was now the one
wish of Gertrude. The tie that bound
her to the secluded castle was broken
her child was dead. But she was a
prisoner in her house ; for a gnard had
been placed around the castle to pre
vent the escape of her husband and
brother, in case they should be secreted
there. . -r .
Eluding the vigilence of the soldiers,
however, she escaped. The news of her
husband's arrest and imprisonment had
readied her, and urged on by the most
devoted love, she made her way to the
royal chateau. Throwing herself, in an
agony of grief, at the feet of the widowed
Empress Elizabeth and her daughter
Agnes, she exclaimed :
"Spare him ! oh, spare my husband !
ne is innocent of the crime of which he
is accused ! My only child has been
slaughtered by yon soldiers; let one
victim suffice;' spare me oh, spare me
my husband !"
The frantic praver fell on stony hearts.
Silent and stern sat the queen and her
daughter. There was no pity in their
breasts no tenderness in their words,
ltcpulsed and driven from the royal
residence, Gertrude hovered around the
prison that contained her husband. As
Death drew near. Love grew stronger,
and supported her fainting spirit in the
dark valley of t lie shadow ol woe through
which it was passing.
Though strong her love and nnwearied
her efforts to save her husband, she
could not avert the fearful doom that
awaited him ; and it was with a heart
of agony that she heard the dreadful
sentence To lc broken on the wheel !
The fatal day arrived, and the young
and handsome Baron de Wartz, was
romoved from his prison, and stretched
on the scaffold to have his limbs broken
on the wheel.
Silently the sympatizing crowd stood
around to visit the dreadful spectacle.
"Stand back !" said voice, "and let
her pass." ,
The crowd made way, as Gertrude
attired in mourning pale, but still
beautiful slowly advanced, and throw
ing herself at the feet of the executioner,
cried out, in piteous tones :
"Have mercy on me and Jet me stay
with my husband to support him through
his dreadful trial 1" .
Her prayer was answered, and ascend
ing the scaffold, she placed herself be
side the victim, who turned his eyes'
npon her with looks of love and grati
tude that haunted her ever after." -
Silent.almost crushed by agony, ready
to shriek out as the blows descended on
her husband, she yet stood resolute and
firm, while the crowd looked on in tears.
When the executioner had finished his
dreadful task, the multitude dispersed,
leaving Gertrude alone with the dying
man. . . . A . . - . - t . , -The
night came on, covering the earth
with darkness, and the devoted wife
crept under the wheel on which her
husband was extended.
Through all that long night there she
sat, soothing him, and assuring him of
her belief in his innocence
Thus passed three days and nights,
and, on the . -third night, the sufferer
said faintly t .
"Leave me my darling, and take some
rest." '
She kissed him tenderly, and, wiping
the drops of agony from his brow re
plied :
"Love needs no rest ! Away from
you there is no rest for me I"
That night was one of intense agony
to the martyr Great drops of anguish
started from every pore.
" As the fourth morning dawned, the
victim expired, looking the gratitude
and love that lie bad not the Btrengrn
to speak.
The wife s mission oi love cad ended ;
and, kissing the pale face upturned to
hers, with feeble steps she wended her
war to the convent, the tnpcrior of
which was the.aister of her husband. .
"ltoom for me. eisten, was i all she
could say, as, fainting, she fell at the
threshold of the door.
The nuns took m the emciated crea
ture ; and the convent gates closing on
Gertrude Vom Der .Wartz, all that the.
world henceforth knew of her was this
sad story of her love and "fidelity unto
death."
London is said to have a foreign
Fopulation of 60,000 Germans, 40,000
rench, 2,000 Italians, 6,000 Asiatics
and 7,000 Scandinavians and Dutch,
Farming In California.'
The farmer in this State is a person
of uncommon resources and ingennity.
I think he uses his brains more than
our Eastern farmers. I do not mean
to say that he lives better, for he does
not. His house is often shabby, even
though he be a man of wealth, and his
table is not unfrequently without milk ;
he buys his butter with his canne vege
tables in San Francisco, and bread and
mntton are the chief part of his living,
both being universally good here. But
in managing his land he displays great
enterprise, and knows how to fit his
efforts to the climate and soil. Thus,
in the tule lands, when they are first
drained, he finds it impossible to work
the soil with cattle or horses ; but this
does not prevent him from putting in a
crop, for after burning off the tnles
which are tall reeds, and the ' high
grasses, he sows his hundreds of acres
with a coffee-mill wheat sower, and
coolly turns a flock of sheep on the
ground, driving them compactly and
slowly over it, with the help of dogs to
keep the. flanks of his flock from scat
tering ; and wheat thus "sheeped in"
as they call it, has borne sixty bushels
per acre. Nor is this all. Unless he
depends npon a volunteer crop next
year, he must plow the ground. It is
still, however, commonly too light to
bear np horses, and so he shoes these
snimals with stout wooden sabots, eleven
inches long by eight broad, and thus
they can walk at leisure and drag the
gang-plow after them.
The gathering of the wheat crop goes
on all tbe valley lands with headers, and
you will find on all the farms in the
Sacramento Valley the best labor-saving
machinery employed, and human labor,
which is always the most costly, put to
its best and most profitable uses. They
talk here of steam-plows and steam
wagons for common roads, and I have no
doubt the steam-plow will be first prac
tically and generally used, so far as the
United States are concerned, in these
Californian valleys, where I have seen
furrows two miles long, and ten eight
horse teams following each other.
Withal, they are somewhat ruthless in
their pursuit of a wheat crop. Y'ou may
see a farmer who plows hundreds of
acres, bat he will have his wheat grow
ing np to the edge of his verandah. If
he keeps a vegetable garden, he has
performed a heroic act of self denial
and as for flowers, they must grow among
the wheat or nowhere. Moreover, while
he has great ingenuity in his methods.
the farmer of the Sacramento plain has
but little originality in his planting. He
raises wheat and barley. He mightraise
a dozen, a score, of other products, many
more profitable, and au obliging mm to
cultivate less ground, but it is only here
and there you meet with one who appre
ciates the remarkable capabilities of the
soil and climate. Xear Tehama some
Chinese have in the last two years grown
large crops of peanuts, and have, I was
told, realized handsome profits from a
nut which will be popular in America, I
suppose, as long as there is a pit and a
gallery in a theatre: but the peanut
makes a valuable oil, and as it produces
enormously here it will some day bo
raised for this use, lis well as for the
benefit of the old women who keep fruit
Stands on the street corners. It would
not be surprising if the Chinese, who
continue to come over to California in
great nnmbera, should yet . show tbe
farmers here what can be done on small
farms by patient and thorough cnltnre.
As yet they confine their culture of land
mainly to vegetable gardens.
To the farmer the valley and foot-hill
lands of the Sacramento will be the most
attractive, and there are still here thou
sands of acres in the hands of the gov
ernment and the railroad company to be
obtained so cheaply that, whether for
crops or for grazing, it will be some time
before the mountainous lands and the
pretty valleys they contain . north of
Bedding, the present terminus of the
railroad, will attract settlers. But for
the traveler the region north of Bedding
to the State line offers uncommon at
tractions. Jarjier's Magazine,
I npaid ItilW.
One of the least ngreeaWe reminders
of the advent of the New Years is an
unpaid bill, and to many persons the
number and length of such missives
received at this season quite destroy all
idea of festivity as connected with it,
and send them to work or to play with
faces almost a yard long, and as blue
as if the slow and grndnal accumulation
of responsibility hod leen entirely un
expected.
And in fact with the class ef persons,
householders and occupiers of apart
ments, who run long bills this is so.
They are wanting in imagination, des
titute of perspective, anl do not realize
what they are doing. The temptations
to expenditure are great when money
is not required, and the sum is simply
and smilingly put down to the "little"'
account ; and it is surprising how such
accounts swell - into the incredible and
astounding sum total. Then what pa
Utrfamilias does at the tailor's and the
butcher's and the grocer's and the
baker's mamma is obliged to do at the
milliner's and the dressmaker's and the
dry goods stores, and the servant maids
and daughters and sons soon learn to go
everywhere where credit Kill be given.
No wonder the 1st of January, instead
of being a time of rejoicing, brings
tears, reproaches, anxieties, and debt.
Cash payments relieve housekeeping
from all these difficulties. It is the
simple and only solution of what is to
many the gravest of problems. Buy
nothing bnt what you can pay for and
you will not only buy less bnt at a much
cheaper rate, the cash purchaser having
always a great advantage over the in
dividual who is obliged to purchase
where his bill is running, at a price
which will pay the merchant for wait
ing and cover the risk of loss. A uni
versal system of cash payments would
be better for storekeepers and custo
mers ; it would enable the former also
to buy for cash and sell at lower prices.
A weight would be lifted from the air,
and an infinite aid lent to the digestion
of onr Xew Year's dainties, if we could
all sit down to them with digestion un
tiammelled by unpaid bills.
Most Extraordinary LongeTifT.
The A nrjlo-Brazilian Time claims
the acquaintance of a living Brazilian
who was born on the 29th of May, 1035.
and who is consequently in his 173th
year. lon Jose M artuio uouunnois.
we are assured, suu in possession oi
his mental faculties, and the only bodily
ailment he complains of is "stiffness
in the leg joints," which in a gentleman
of his years is hardly to be wondered
at. In his youth, Coutinho fought as
soldier in Pernambuco against the
Dutch, and remembers the most notable
facts in the reigns of Don John V., Don
Jose, and Donna Maria L It is added
that he can count l'S grandcnildren,
86 great grandchildren, 23 great-great
grandchildren, and 20 great-great-great
grandchildren, which is, perhaps, the
least astonishing part of the story.
T Whom K May Concern.
I want to begin our first talk for this
Xew Year the year to onr Lord
eighteen hundred and seventy-four
with tbe words which closed onr last
talk for seventy-three. Bear with me,
frinds, while 1 repeat them.
"It is a fearful responsibility to
give birth to a living soul ; and having
done so, it is a fearful crime to deny it
every help it is in your power to give,
towards the fullest and freest develop
ment. To every father, every mother
who fails to dotuis, a voice comes down
through the ages, crying sadly, 'Inas
much as ye did it not unto the least of
these my bretuem, ye did it not unto
me.
So much has leen written, first and
last, npon the obligations of children
to their parents upon the enormous
debt of gratitude owned by the former
to those who gave them being that
we are apt to forget that there is at least
an equal obligation on the other side.
Is it for their own sakes that children
are brought into tho world ? Do fathers
and mothers become such simply from
a grand, unselfish desire to add to the
number of (iod s immortals u rant that
the instinct of motherhood is so strong
in the breasts of most women tnat they
are willing to go down into the Valley
of the Shdow of Death, if, haply, they
may bring back with them a soft, pink
dewy-eyed darling to lie upon their
bosoms, to feel their heart-strings with
its tinv fingers, ' to bo their very own.
flesh of their flesh and bone of their
bone, Grant that most men have a
strong and instinctive desire to become
fathers-to perpetuate their name and
race to leave their fortunes, if they
have any, to their own children, or, to
put less selfishly to have brave sons
and fair daughters of their own to love
and to cherish, and of whom they may
be proud. Grant the existence of his
over-ruling instinct or passion. Yet is
it for the children's sake, or for the
parent's own soke, that children are
desired?
And, to seek the plain truth in the
serious, reverent spirit without which
no mortal should dare to approach the
temple of the Divine Mysteries, do not
children, in a vast majority of cases,
oome into the world without any direct
volition on the part of either parent ?
Do they not, in far too many instances,
come nnweleonicd and nudesired?
Thank (roil ! the little creatures bring
the love with them, even in such sad
ea.e8 ; eo that the mother who does not
love her babe is an anomaly, a monstro
sity at which nature shudders and stands
aghast. But, as far as the mere fact of
birth is concerned, even admitting
life to be a blessing how many children
are under any vast degree of obligation
to their parents?
"But he is your father," said a person,
once on a time, to a young woman whose
father, either through ignorance, or
blindness, or willful negligence, had
crossly failed in his duty to his famuy.
"lie is your father, you know, and yon
must not fail fn your obligations to
him." "
She replied, not pertly, not arrogantly,
not defiantly, but slowly and calmly, as
if giving the resnlt of long and serious
thoucht
"I did not wish
not seek existence.
be born. I did
was not for my
sake that my parents gave me life and
ueing, anu jias oeen u messing to
me. I have wished hundreds of times
that I never had been born. How then
am 1 router obligations to them just
becanse I hnpien to be alive? I fail to
see it : and my father, has given me
little beyond mere physical life to be
thankful for.
It seems to mo one of the saddest
things on earth that boy or girl, stand
ing upon the verge of manhood or
womanhood, and looking back through !
a vista of dwarfed and blighted years I
to a dreary, sunless childhood, should
be willing or able to say just that It I
is very possible, very probable, perhaps,
that she was morbid, and it may be, I
unjust And I am by no means over-
looking or forgetting tho truth that be- ;
uina ail unman passions ana msuncis
and yearnings, lies the Supreme will, the
fatherly care to Him without whose
know let! go not even a sparrow falleth
to the ground. Bnt that in no way
affects our responsibility ; it in no way
alters the fact that whether in giving
onr children life we have given them a
curse or a blessing, depends very largely
npon what we make of that life for them,
and what we teach them to make of it
for themselves. If we have given them
a curse, is it well for us to fold our
complacent hands, talk mournfully of
their folly and ingratitude, and piously
quote scripture to prove that it is the
duty of children to honor their parents ?
"Honor thy father and thy mother,"
should, it is true be written in letters
of gold above every hearthstone. But
side by side with it should be these
other words, "He that provideth not
for his own is worse than an infidel."
The one complements the other. Tbe
one obligation presupposes and balances
the other.
We are all seeking together for the
better way ; and we compare notes and
charts as we go along, that haply we
may sometimes help each other on.
And oh 1 do we not all know so many
homes where the young souls that
should be ' so tenderly helped and
strengthened, are in a state of spiritual
orphanage? There are ao many men
and women who do not know the mean
ing of the words fatherhood and mother
hood, in any true spiritual sense. They
have given their children physical fife ;
and having done this, no idea of the
intense significance, the overwhelming
mystery of the spiritual life it symbo
lizes, seems ever to have dawned upon
them.
What aro yon going to do with the
money yon -lay np from year to year?
Leave it to your children when you die ?
For God's sake for their souls sake
use at least a part of it for their good
now. Use it to make of them, strong,
educated, cultivated men and women.
Xo repletion hereafter when you are
dead and gone-can make amends for
starvation now.- If I could only help
yon to see that yon have no right to
withhold from these young souls any
thing it is in your power to give them,
that shall be for their best and highest
good ! The Uoutehold. . ,
I s ss s
A Solemn Thought.
Ten thousand human beings set forth
together on their journey. After ten
years one-third at least have disap
peared. At the middle point of the
common measure of life but half are
still upon the road. Faster and faster,
as the ranks grow thinner, they that
remain till now. become weary and lie
down to rest no more. At threescore
and ten a band of some - four hundred
still struggle on. At ninety these have
been reduced to a handful of thirty
trembling patriarchs. Year after year
they fall in diminishing numbers. One
lingers, perhaps, a lonely marvel, till
the century is over. We look again and
the work of death ia finished.
I Real Sucre.
Life is a struggle how shall we meet
it ? By opposing force or gentle sub
mission ? There is a line between, I
think, which might be divine.
. . To every day is alloted just so much
that we must do. To neglect certain
duties because they are unpleasant is
hut preparing onrselves for harder work
in the future. It would, no doubt, be
a help if we had some to gunge our
powers and say, "thus far shall thou
go, and no farther." As it is, there is
a doubt as to whether we do not over
estimate our capabilities, and thus lay
up for ourselves disappointment Still,
we must ever give hope a place in the
heart. The resolute and unflinching
energy with which we take up the hard
est work we have to perform, in itself
confers on ns a great and lasting good ;
the one who hesitates or draws back
knows not his own loss. The future
has always a possibility of success in
store ; we should cling to that, driving
back the probability of failure that is
so certain to ling ns closely in its mor
bid grasp. We should be so well satis
fied with the firm step that wa have
gained and can hold on the ladder of
life, that we may calmly smile at those
above us who may have outreaehed ns,
more by good-fortune than well-earned
labor. We mnst learn to endure; in
this world it is death to halt half-way ;
we must press on, never looking back.
It is right to oppose certain forces which
convict us of wrong, and show us plainly
that we are yielding to weakness. We
can never gain ground if we do not take
a firm stand, and are not fearless of
opinion. One's own mind must be his
guide. Why do we trouble ourselves
so much about what others think of us ?
Let ns not cumber the mind with need
less trials, but give it ample ppace and
room, in which to grow unfettered.
While we may despise conventionality
in onr hearts, we an still make it of
great use to us, and prove it a gvxl
weapon to fight the world with, onlyjwe
mnst never hide from ourselves the
truth, that it is the lesser light, not the
great one, that moves onr lives. Am
bition has many uses, and should not
be despised or discouraged. It makes
life one grand battle-field, but it may
be strewn with sweet flowers by the way,
with which we may strengthen and re
fresh our panting sonls. All grand
emotions, passions, and desires shonl.l
oe cultivated and encouraged. hat
mighty powers are these to uplift, to
regenerate, a cold and passive life I As
TA rlimll Rtjin hv fitan ftmltitifiti h-Aorta
pace and refuses to be satisfied with
present achievements, what we longed
for in tbe past ; now having gained it,
we reach forth for more beyond, still
unsatisfied. The spur of misfortune,
or blighted hope, is sometimes the very
tiling to bring us success ; the little
troubles are annoying, wearing, bnt the
life-trial can be made our startinfi-point
on a new and brighter road. 1 believe
many of ns have not
only dual, bnt
triple, natures one cleaaly marKcd out,
t the other one or two hardly understood
cr developed. Tho least, probably, be-
I ing the most prominent, and taken for
' character. There is also a self-reliance
j which comes only when every available
proof is taken away. Then weakness
rises into strength, and fear ceases to" honso-frout, in tho act of pouring
tremble. But with the least sympathy
f - - - ;,;. - ,, ,. ... V
j enemip. i.atronal?e imDiy hftolera-
ble when estcnuiHi t0 the proud, though
wearjeJ Leart it b fi f
I icf am, mingled. ' One can no -
cept what is their tine; bnt to linmbly
sue for favor earned is bnt gathering iu
insult Feeling has no footing in the
world, nor place in its creed. Indeed,
the abseneo of it seems to give a charm
to its votaries which they all seek to
win. A cold, relentless heart can easily
win the victory, and bear it in triumph
from the pure and trusting. Wo need
two schools, ono of the world and one
of the heart the one, policy ; the other,
impnlse. Ono to make ns of use to
others ; the other to benefit ourselves
but they should bo perfectly and
evenly balanced. There is nothing
trained bv hnrrvinf? - the best work, in
tended to last, is done slowly ; and even
if we could accomplish wonders by this I
nervous speed, if we are ourselves worn !
j oat, where is tho actual gain? The
fountain-head mnst not give way. (jiuct
intensity, steady and controlled passion,
these are great powers in this world ;
bnt with what a strong hand must the
rein be held, or we may lie overmas
tered I There is a rest which seems
mere idleness, but it brings strength.
There is a stupor of soul which beguiles
into inactivity, which weakens the mind
and ltody as it grows ; and perhaps
there is but a step between the two.
Enforced idleness, where there is
much to bo done, is anything but rest
or quiet It is harder to wait than to
work ; it is heart-sickening to dream
bnt never wako to the reality. But
strive we must, or give up all supinely.
Who can bnt admire a strong nature,
whoso pnlses throb, perhaps for evil,
though they might for good ? now sad
the sacrifice when one of these dooms
himself to destruction I Success in life
is a thing we may boldly take hold of if
the first steps are taken on firm and nn
yielding ground. In the first place, wo
should have a principle to mark our
path ; to this we may add the stepping
stones of patience, courtesy, and good
nature, and we must not forget that
politeness is a lever that moves the
whole world : if we look for a weapon
of gigantic strength we here have found
it - Toward the poor and uneducated
its power is mysterious, since they have
no means of analyzing or proving its
source. To the refined and cultivated
it marks a broad platform npon which
the merest strangers may meet in pleas
ant companionship. A broader feeling
of brotherhood among men, a giving up
of this innate selfishness, which is so
prominent among as now only this
will give an impetus to life and make
success worth striving for. When we
struggle ior the mass of people, the
victory will be dearer than when only
won for onrselves alone. But despair
and doubt are things that shonld not
be thought of in conjunction with life.
We are here to labor ; let us do our
work with happy minds and free hearts.
Let us struggle against unbelief, skep
ticism, loss of faith in human nature.
If deceived a dozen times, let ns still
keep a glad freshness of heart rather
than succumb to the torpor, the inanity
which suspicion creates. Let us believe
there is some good in everything to the
very last Phrenological Journal.
The Tycoon of Japan, having taken
an interest in the publication of a news
paper at the Japan capital, has issued
an order that every man of a certain
social and political standing shall take
it, or off goes his head. The President
of the United States, on the contrary,
when any one of his subordinates disre
gards his wishes, proceeds to pnt a head
on him. .
Ail ungrateful Benedict declares that
cooing comes before marriage and bill
ing after, while his better half says he
is making "much ado about nothing."
Tjrolese Hone.MotfocM.
On the house-fronts, whether it be in
village, town, or mountain-valley, yon
may read some pions prayer, or pithy
sentence, or worldly-wise saw carved in
quaint German for the edification ' of
those who pass by. The same thing is
common in Switzerland and iu many
parts of Germany. But our bnsiness
now is with the Tyrolese inscriptions.
More than one collection of these has
been made and published by native
Tyroles. Bnt I have met with no vol
ume in which the inscriptions are classi
fied or commented on. They are simply
jotted down literally, as one might write
them in one's note-book. But even
thus barely and simply presented, they
are full of interest for the observer of
national manners and characteristics.
They are gradually and not very slowly
disappearing. If, by time or accident.
a motto becomes effaced, it is scarcely
ever replaced by the owners . of the
honse. Such things are old-fashioned
:'lfi;, rs the Germans have it, (that
is to say, literally, yigtmluh, an ex
pression to which orr "snnare toed
may answer,) and few persons choose
to brave tho ridicule of their modora
minded neighbors by carving again the
old inscription, with its mde spelling
ami antique phrase, lhe inscriptions
dedicating the honse to God, to 'the
Virgin, or to some favorite saint, are
naturally the most nnmerous. They
ireqnectly eousist oi two lines roughly
rhymed. Sometimes they extend to
four, or even six lines. In tho following
translation care has been taken to give
the measure of tho lines, which, as will
be seen, is frequently halting and un
synimolrical, and to preserve as far as
possible, the rude, nusopisticated sim
plicity of the original. Take this one
from Jocbberg :
The Inl tlii- itm-l iti? le alnt,
AdU Mesa all a ho go ui aud ont.
Another :
M-ith-rtif fiisl. with (rrari-ms arm.
1'roUvt uur In- ts uU uu iroiu lurm.
Here the supplication for the cattle
who are, it will be observed, put before
the inhabitants of tho house speaks as
cloqnently as a long description could
do, of the pastoral character of the
country ; of green Alp pastures, and
the importance to tho peasant of his
milky berth
All travelers in the Tyrol will remem
ber to have seen images of St Florian
on many a village house and above
many a village welL The latter, indeed,
is the favorite position for the figure of
tjie saiut His especial vocation is to
j war l ?J c.re from dwelling-houses, or
to extinguish it should it break out In
a conutry where so large a proportion
of the dwellings is built of wood, fire is
a frequent and terrible scourge. And
consequently the ' good offices' of St.
Florian are in very general request
There stam'" tho little wooden image,
painted in flaring colors, and. if possi
ble, gilded into the bargain, above the
; coo, wt!11 ana iooks down, majestically
uj.mfu .-uri.4Liiru 1-utTailou ut
village damsels washing or drawing
water. St Florian is represented as a
warrior, with sword and helmet, and
scarlet drapery, anil checks almost as
scarlet, and a black truculent-looking
beard. Often he is painted in fresco.
" utui er ouruuig uoube
which house is usually represented as
i reaching up to the calf of his leg, or
thereabouts,
' An "Impr
roved" Weililing; Tunr,
Mr. Xewbnry, of Iowa, like Bums, of
Gettysburg, is a practical man, under
whicli iruise he won the heart of Miss
Zanue Severance, a brilliant lady and
! deservedly popular school-teacher, and
about five weeks ago they were made
j man and wife. It had been the custom
oi .Mr. Aewbnry to take an annual
barge-trip to Xew Orleans, and he con
ceived the novel and romantic idea of
making a wedding tour in the same way.
The subject was broached to his friends,
and also to the friends of the bride ;
and, as it met with much favor on all
sides, he decided to carry the plan out
A barge was accordingly fitted np in
sumptuous style, and ever) Ihlr.g made
in shipshajHS order for the reception of
the newly married couple. Ia addition
to the luxuries of life a cargo of onions
aud potatoes were stowed away in the
hold, to be disposed of on arrival at
Xew Orleans. In this manner was profit
combined with pleasure and common
sense with romance. In addition to
Mr. and Mrs. Xewbnry, the craft carried
fonrtecn passengers, three of whom were
ladies. Mr. Hall, an experienced Mis
sissippi navigator, piloted tho barge,
and commanded a crew of fonr men, all
told. The balance of the party was
composed of ambitions followers of
Xinirod, who had pledged themselves
to keep tho euininr, well supplied with
wild game. Immediately after the mar
riage ceremony had been performed,
the bridal party and their retainers
were escorted to the barge, which was
pushed out into the stream, and slowly
floated past the city on its way to the
Gulf. The only steam on board was
that which issued from the month of
the teakettle, and hence dreams of boiler
explosions did not hannt the slumbers
of the rnyageur. After an enjoyable
trip of four weeks' duration, the barge,
with its novel cargo of onions and bride
reached St Louis on Satnrday night
As the journey was only continued by
daylight the length of time consumed
was longer than anticipated, bnt it
passed only too quickly for the happy
passengers. When game was sighted,
a landing was effected, and the hunters
of the party were given a chance, to
amnse themselves. The animated float
ers spent three or four days in the city,
calling on their friennds and visiting
places of arnnsement On Wednesday
they continued their voyage, and expect
to reach Xew Orleans in about two
months. They propose to remain in
Cairo a week, and also a week in Mem
phis. The vessel's log will be an inter
esting doenment to pernse when the
trip is completed, and Mr. and Mrs.
Newbury will doubtless carry it back
with them on their retnrn next spring.
Taking allcircumstsnoea into considera
tion, this wedding tour can safely be
classed as the most practically romantic
one on record.
A Welcome Man.
If the sight of a man is beauteous, it
is when yon first catch a glimpse of him
through a black night, in a strange de
pot when a pack of hyena hackmen are
to be defied, your luggage looked after,
your hotel f. und, and you are alone, a
stranger and a woman. In that moment,
if no other, I am duly grateful that a man
was made who is ready to smooth my path
and to take care of me. At this moment
four women were thankful for the same
fact In that day shall seven women
take hold of one man. Poor man I He
has always had my pity. There was but
four of us, yet each oneof us knew that
our gnide, philosopher and friend had
more than his portion, though he took
it up with a smile and carried it like a
saint to the end.
"Vonths-s" Column.
Dirk's Lefsson.
When nvl ofcl St RVk
P-roitLilil to hnr litth
LaH (.'bruttma-4, his nr4 pair of fcst.
'h iu v-r a tw y
Wati will-r intti .V-v
lu al! tuts Ktt at I'lii-'U . of Statrs.
fit- srarrf It mil.l pat.
Or k-p tiU n his se it,
ThoM-'h tin- rati.- auil i-at. Wi-r tit.-
I'. ! Tt' brt-alf jr-t w .Uhm.
H was ort oil fh- ma.
And M-amiK-rui down to the a.
While or of hl. mat.-
IMjw-d him hiirkl hi skstrs,
Oxj Mroii(f iru-lfd ni. rnlv hy:
4 rit-d Iii-k. svry Miilf.
That'. .iv Ui.uli !"
S:ii4 T:ii Willi a twuika-, "Jurt try " '
r.itt. nn on the
lurk M-ri-f ivt J in a trice.
Hat lri. were 4li.io- d to h- tnr:
v ht-n hi- tn-.t to ntnkv o it.
Tlte- Would waliliie alill.
As if tli-y had had t to niu b b-T.
One nwnne-it b ttstviI :
1 tii-tt a l.d d i-li ti- lit oh1.
With K lii hi arm wi.liyout.ipri-a'l :
lliit out ll.-w It. Im-i-I..
And--yn knw how it feM -Down
he Wi-ut ou Itir twli i I hli iitvl.
IT'- cot ni wl.ii a jump,
t'arinj'B. uffiitl'irlhi-linmT:
Anil it ire'- lulu a l.'M-on tli:it ;lnl ;
r -r he K-anit, btl t-. trur
Of niit oth.-r art loo. -Tliat
alL.tt-rp are uot aus. lull at tiia.
not.iDAY Games Shallow f!nJT One
of the most amusing games we know of is
called "Shadow Bun." It is played by
fastening a sheet over a doorway or the
recess formed by a bay-window. One
of the players is stationed behind this
sheet as Bully, and all tho lights iu the
room extinguished bnt one, and that
placed so that tho shadow of any one
passing in front of the sheet will fall
u rccuy upoa ii. iuenuie rest oi the
p.ajcrai..KBiU3 in passing wioretiielponntrT to deliver us some lectures,
sheet 1 .ach one passes slowly three The exreme scarcity of lecturers among
times, and if Enffy succeeds in gnessmg us seems to be attracting that sort of
who he is, then he must take his place
as i;uuy behind the sheet, and tbe first
one is released. Those who pass before
the curtain may disguise themselves in
any manner they please, and may limp,
jump, grimace, or in any way contrive
to distort their shadows on the curtain.
The more fantastic the disguises, the
more amusing the game will be.
IiAWTEB.
All who are to take part in the gnmo
assemble and choose a lawyer. Tbe
chairs in the room are arranged in two
rows facing one another. Ihon tho
ladies and gentlemen, having each
chosen partners, sit down in these
chairs, the partners opposite one an
other. The lawyer proceeds to ask
such questions as he chooses, which
mnst be answered, not by the person
addressed, but by his or her partner.
ll any one makes a mistake, he or she
mnst change places with tho lawver an.l
ask the questions. (
THE LCCKT BA1.
Let a bag be filled with toys and
bonbons, and hung by a string from the
ceiling or in a doorway. Bandage the
eyes of one of the players, and give him
stick. lA-t him turn three times
round, and then try to hit the bag with
the stick. If in three trials he suc -
coeds in hitting the bag, he is entitled
to take something from it, after the ' ue,"CT 8 'am lrora ,,er,
game is done. If he fails, he must pay i Jnow. l Lom w a talking." Bad
a forfeit, which will lie disposed of in i ,'1.ll,hl1.! consequently .broken out in
the usual manner. Each player takes r P"JPlevill. resulting in the loss of
his turn in trying to hit the big. I ?,x,y nbn)'. fid the paper will
i. have to go into bankruptcy..
CONSEQTENrES. I b
This is a quiet game, and at the same Dnrnp Meat tor MentcrsAi. Tnt
time ono of tho most amusing ones rosES. This is prepared by entting
which can be plsycd. All the players fresh meat finely, spreading npon mua
assemblo arouud a table, each, with a lio, drying rapidly in a current of air
half sheet of writing-paper and a pencil, i ntl rubbing into a brown powder, which
Each writes au adjective' expressing a t is almost inodorous, and has a slightly
good or bod quality in a man's charac
ter or person. Each one then turns
over and creases down the plaeo written
ujMin, and all change papers.' Each one
writes a gentleman's name, and turns it
down, and change papers again. Then
another word of quality, applicable to a
lady, is written, and all tho papers are
turned down and changed as before.
Then a lady's name is written : then a
place where they met ; then what he
wore ; the what she wore ; what he
gave her ; what she gavo him ; what he
said to her ; what she said to him ; the
"consequences ;" and, finally, what
Mrs. Grundy said. The papers must
be turned down and changed, and no
one mnst read what the others have
written. When all the papers are fin
ished, some person collects and reads
them. Some are absnrd, of conrse,
while others will fit together most
comically.
As an 'illustration, we give tho follow
ing: The highly cmdite
. Mr. Smith
and tho romantic
Miss Jones
met by the side of a frog pond.
He wore a rose-bud in his buttonhole,
and she had ou a sky-blno redingote
with scarlet trimmings.
He asked her if she admired the land
scape. Slio binslied and hnng her head, and
said,
"TW nothing hi'f an sweet bi lifa
As lore's j oiiiig drem.M
The consequences were that thry both
caught cold ;
and Mrs. Grundy said sho had fore
seen the whole aff.tir from the beginning.
SovTTrrrso Anorr the Attar op Hoses.
In this tiny locket is a bit of sponge
the size of a small pea. Years ago there
was carefully pnt upon it a single drop
of a wonderful perfume afiar of rose,
they call it at half a dollar a drop.
Dear enough, you will say, but I call it
cheap, for the exqnisite odor ia there
yet, and it took, oh i so many roses to
yield it I Among the rose gardens of
Ghazepore tho dusky Indians went up
and down among the long rows ot bloom
and stripped off the fresh roses every
mornins before the sun had drank np i
" . .. 1 i
a breath of tneir sweetness. They dis- ; " un neiu uio giuweu wiia ia
tilled them in qneer little clay stills I mortal amaranths. May God Almighty
with twice their weight of water, and j hasten the consummation, and may we,
then set out the distilled water in shal- J with passionate, steady, burning, al
low dishes, jnst as we set milk for : qnenchable ardor, strive to know and
cream. In the morning the thinnest j imitate Christ J'cter Vaine.
film of oil was carefully swept from the , A mincr from Arizona, whose name
top with a feather, and sealed up in a wo aro nnftbe to ascertain, went fishing
viaL This went on night after night, Aown on Culverwell'a wharf the other
untdaU the precious oU was separated,, eveninf,. Ha haJ bnt .
and then it was very, very li ttle. Twenty ; gIlort when he Anw np oa
thousand roses only made rupee s 1 wharf an ordinary-sized black liquor
weight of oil, but it sold for fifty dol-) H was not frightened at the
lars. Yon may guess we see very httle ; lK)ttl bnt hf) waa wonderfully per
of tho pure attar. Even in India, most pleseJ to what haJ "bitten," and
that is sold ia diluted with sandal-wood low anJ b whom tha botUo haJ heea
od; and that which comes to us u!,f.,IMilnhisniiashnnt ft .w
further mixed with less costly things.
But there is no such exquisite odor as
this breath of the roses.
.
- A new flooring cloth has been inven-
ted in England which is not unlike some '
already in the market but is a novelty I was firmly entwined around the hue.
on account of the materials used in its The devil fish had probably crawled
manufacture. It is composed of pure' into the bottle when young, and finding
vegetable oil prepared by a patent pro- I it a nice, comfortable residence, he had
cess, mixed with ground cork and rolled ! committed the indiscretion ot remain
on a strong backing of waterproof can- j ing there antil he had grown ao large
vas. It is claimed that the new cloth j he could not get ont He had grown
will be warm, soft, damp-proof and to nearly the aize of his glass house, .
elastic. A flooring cloth made of cork, and, in fact, was rather cramped for
which was invented some years ago, waa room. The miner waa very mnoh
objectional on account of its want of elated over his prize, and in spite of the
elasticity, and the fact that the compo- protestations of the crowd he broke the
sition of which it was made never dried bottle to get a better view of the mon
thoroughly. ster, San Diego Union,
ViirictJcs.
Tho panel game drawing a jury.
The turn of the tide The divorce
court
A noisy piece of crockery The cup
that cheeri
Xewburyport uses a pUuru whistle
for a tiro alarm.
Tho cost of the Baziine trial is stated
to have been So"2,0iK).
Boston's losses by fire during List
yoar amounted to $2,553,&6.
A veteran observer says that many a
shrewd man has married a shrew.
Do not run in debt to the shoemaker.
j It is unpleasant to le nuabl to say
your sole is your own.
A boy in one of the Xew Haven
schools has just made a shirt, and an
exchange indignantly asks, "Have wo
men no righU no exclusive privileges?"
"How does that look, eh ? said a big
fisted Wall-st man to another niau,
holding np his fist "That," said his
friend, "looks as if you'd gone short on
soap."
King Gaorge, of Greece, has numer
ous hobbies, conspicnons among which
are a number of trained magpies, who
are allowed to perch upon the royal
cranium.
Baroness Bnrdctt-Contta intend still
further endearing herself to the poor of
Dnblin and Belfast, by erecting com
partment houses to bo paid for in in
stalments. Hepworth Dixon is coming to this
people to this country from all parts of
the world.
Mrs. J. R. Eoskrow, wife of the su
perintendent of tho central shaft, was
j the first woman to pass through the
iioosac 1 unnel. Mie wished to gratify
her woman's curiosity to see through
the thing.
A monster egg, laid by a Sonth Hing
ham hen, was recently broken and found
to contain two yolks and another per
fect egg. The owner of the hen is con
sequently the victim of extravagant
egga-t'-sco.
A woman in Michignn insured her
life for $"J,50 for the benefit of her
cuildrtm the other day, and then com
mitted snioide. And now the mothers
of Michigan are doily teased by their
aflectionate children to go and do like-
, wise.
Frovhnnting for the Boston market
is said to be a branch of industry at
I . j,k i Irs
j waras shipped to order. . No wonder so
many reol,ie aro mealy-mouthed alwnt
efttii,o- them.
, . . ...
! ue P''"'! w r.nipiiue,
i J6"" Lad ,h,f ?t?lu,:
! wUo, ha7f ba ia xheep-steal-
saline taste, it is readily eaten by pa
tients, spread upon bread, or a teospoon
ful of it mixed with a cnpful of broth
or soup, or by children, if baked into
biscuits.
Con! Calcalii, tho King of Ashantee,
governed a large territory back of the
Gold Coast, and has been contending
for many years with the English sottlers
in France. In 1X72, the Dutch, with
whom he was on friendly terms, sold
their possessions to the English, and
the Ashanteo King declared war, bnt
was repulsed at Elmina, one of the forts
formerly belonging to the Dutch. It is
not likely that his death at this time
will put an end to tho war, as it was
commenced by tho advice of his chief
tains, who, ia tho struggle for succes
sion, will not be likely to give np the
advantages each may gain in battle.
"A poet without pathos either natn
ral or acquired seems to ns one who
will uttorly fail in reaching the highest
ends of his being. It was anguish
which sublimated the genius of Dante,
and led to what is grandest in his divine
compositions. His was an example of
what we should call acquired pathos
that is, the pathos begotten in the spirit
through soiiering. An example of na
tural pathos is to be found in Words
worth, whose lifo was singularly free
from the ordinary sadnesses of human
ity, but who yet possessed, as it has
been so beautifully expressed, and he
might have claimed for himself
Thoaghta Uatt da often lie bio deep for tann.'
Jesus Christ has trod the world. The
trace of the divine footsteps will never
be obliterated. And tho divine foot
steps were the footsteps of a man. The
example of Christ is snch aa men can
follow. On ! nntil mankind wears his
image. On f toward yon summit on
which stands, not an angel, not a dis
emlxKlied spirit, not an abstract ot
ideal and unattainable virtues, but the
man Christ Jesus. It is something to
have a clear margin left for effort, a
clear possibility marked for improve
ment. When humanity has become
like His humanity, we may pause ; we
shall then be aware that the clonds
above our heads have beamed into the
nnntterable beauty of Heaven, that tbe
t:i: j- iii i , i i
the hook. Tha miner called ont aad
several other persons fishing near him
ran to see the wonderful catch. An ex-
amination showed that there was a devil -
fitli inside the bottle, and that one of
its arms extended out of the neck and "
t
6i!
' t