1 jflSl s fl lillfL l : i: B. F. SCHWEIER, THE C0S3TITUTI05 THI U5I0N AND IHI ISrORCIMIST OF TH1 LAWS. . . Editor and Proprietor.. VOL. XXIX. MIFFLINTOAVN, JUNIATA COUNTY, PENNA.. AUGUST 25, 1875. ' . ' NO. 34. Si THS SWEETEST SONGS. The sweetest songs that were ever rang Are those that please tbe best. Though sorrow and grief and tears are wrung From some o'er burdened breast ; Tnough the words breathe only of mirth and bloom. And the strains are the gladdest and lightest. Remember that after a ni?ht of gloom, Tbe rays of the sun ars brightest. The rain must fall ere the spring-time gram Grows tender and green and sweet ; 1 hroatfh the pangs of trarail a soul most pass. Ere a song is born complete. After a winter of storm and snow. Blossom the bads in oar bowers. After a aeason of tears and woe Blossom tbe poet's flowers. There are few who give the poet a thought, " When they read the pleasing strain ; There are few who know that a poem is wrought Through sorrows and tears and pain. Tbe merriest song and tbe blithest lay And tboM that are sweetest and gladdest, Ars woven in gloomy and cheerless ray. When tbe poet's heart is saddest. Sister Edilh. BY MART BULLING. I was obliged to wait at the junction mi hour for the train, which was to lake ine to Troy Iiepot, where I ex pected Mr. Mason's carriage to meet me ami convey me to his house. 1 noticed a tine looking young man walking on the platform, looking very much tired. Presently he seemed to be attracted liy the name Elton in very distinct letter on niy trunk went to the ile of baggage and moved a few articles so that he could see it in full. At last, he sauntered towards the "La dies' Keception Koom," where some six or eight ladies, besides myself, were wearily waiting for the other train. The young man found a strange pleasure it seemed in pa-sing and repaying the pen door, i caught his eye several times, and was foolish enough to feel an unusual tinge of color burn into my cheek. I m sure he was looking for the ownerof that trunk, and speculating to which of us it belonged. I became indignant with- ruy-elf, at last, for listening for his step, and look ing at hi in as he passed, and thought it was unlady like to allow a stranger to lerceive I was noticing him. Yet'- he would have attracted attention any where tall, with bright, dark brown hair, a handsome moustache, good fea tures, beautiful dark hazel eyes, that spoke as plainly as eyes could, '"I know you are Edith Elton." I turned my hack towards the door, and tried to read the magazine in my hand, hut kept thinking how pleasant it would be to meet the glance of those beautiful eyes if I only knew their owner. "But thi nonsense must cease, Edith Elton," 1 -aid, half aloud, "you are actually mak ing a fool of yourself because a flue looking roan, with handsome eyes, hap pens to look at you, and you imagine he wants to cak to you, and knows your name." After reading awhile, my thoughts wandered to Lucie Robert and Auut Alice and the children, and I wondered if they would miss me. I was an or phan and had lived with them from the time I was four or five years old. 1 thought I could remember the pale, sad face of my widowed mother, who had survived "her husband only one year, hut the reoollectioi: was faint and shadowy. Uncle Kobert, her only brother bad promised her on her death lied to provide for me as hue of his own children I loved him very, very dearly, and he had always shown the greatest affection for his orphan niece. He was well off then, and generously gave me a good education, aud when I left school insisted ou my remaining in his house, and goiiig into society as if I had been his own daughter. Two years after I left tchool. Uncle Robert met with heavy losses, and 1 was obliged to earn my own living, for he could not now support his wife and children in any thing like the same comfort to which they had been accustomed. I began to feel" very homesick, and lonely, and desolate, when the whistle of the ap proaching train was heard. 1 was seated in the car in a few min utes, but the loneliness and strangeness of my position depressed me. I pulled a thick veil partially over my face and wearily leaned my head against the side of the car, gazing out of the window, but not thinking of what I saw. If was about one o'clock, and 1 had been trav eling since seven in the morning, anJ was tired, as well as low-spirited. Presently the conductor came in, aud as he passed me, I asked : "How long will it be before we reach Troy Depot ?" "We are due there at four o'clock," he replied. When I turned to speak to liim, I did not notice who was sitting opposite, hut as he moved away, my eyes fell on that handsome man 1 had noticed walking on the platform. He gave me a look lull of recognition, and Immediately got up and seated himself directly in front of me, and remarked: "Excuse the liberty I take Miss Elton of introducing myself to you. My name is Wilmot f am a nephew of Mr. Mason, to whose house, I presume, you are going. 1 live on an adjoining larm, ana am glad to begin uiy ac quaintance with you so soon." "But how do you know I om Miss Elton, and how do you know I am going to Mr. Mason's?" I replied, feel iug much pleased at the idea of having an agreeable companion, as I thought he would be, for those lour long hours. IIU face was so bright and suuuy, his voice so pleasant, his maimers so easy, self-possessed and gentlemanly, and then those beautiful eyes had such a merry sparkle as he said : "1 know Uncle John expected a Miss Eltou to come and teach his children, about this time. I accidentally saw the name on otie of the trunks at the junc tion, when I was strolling about feeling very much anoved, while waiting for the train. 1 thought, possibly that might be the trunk of Uncle John's teacher, and concluded to look in at the ladies and see if I could guess which was Miss Edith Elron. What pretty na.ne. hy-the-by. it would actually be a pitv for vou ever to change it to Mrs. lligg'iin or Snooks or Piggot. not to mention Smith or Brown or Jone.'v . I laughingly replied, "I have no suiii intentions." He weut on "I knew, of course, those children belonged to the ladies in whose laps they were sitting, aud out of whose baskets they were eating cakes, sc. Those two pretty girls must have been sisters they were enough alike for twins. There was only that indi vidual surrounded by bags and bundles, snd yourself in the room, besides, the idea'that the should be named Edith Elton how softly ami musically he iaid "Edith," was entirely impossible for me to imagine. I caught your eye, and its half-couscious expression con vinced me you thought 1 was looking for vou." "1 did suspect It. for I saw you ob-j serving my trunk." " He gave me a merry glance which 1 plainly said, "And you were watching me, were you?" but did not speak the thought. "I am returning home after an absence of several months, and will remain there the whole winter. For my own sake, 1 am glad Miss Elton was not that uu, prime, oiu maici you were sitting by at the junction. I had half mind then to so uo to vou and introduce mv. self. I thought you looked rather deso late, ana might be glad to have an cort the rest of your journey." "Whr did vou not do it?' "I might have been mistaken In the person to whom 1 wished to Introduce myself. It occurred to me that snnnnse I should say in my most graceful man ner, -Allow me to introduce myself to you. Miss Elton,' and before you would reply, it you had not been the lady aforesaid, that sour looking individual should cut short mv nice little srjeech with, 'And what do you want with me, sir?" Truth would have compelled me to reply, 'Nothing, ma'am.' which would have placed me in an embarrass ing situation; for I am sure both of those pretty girls, as well as yourself, woum nave laugtieu when 1 beat a nasty retreat. J am so glad you are young, and" his eves looked "nrettv" though lis lips diii not say it, and named tciitn. ins voice lingered lovingly on the name, and a shade of sadness passed over his sunny face. I wondered why he called my name so somy ana tenaerly. "May be he loved a girl of that name and she died. or possibly she is living am', doesn't re turn ins love," was my thought. How different every thing appeared to ine now. I did not feel lonely and desolate, I could meet all those strangers j so mucii better, as 1 haU one acquaint I ance anions them. The time passed rapidly, and I was surprised when he sanl : "The next station is Troy Depot; are you very tired?" As we stepiied on the platform, a stoutly-built, good-humored looking gentleman approached Mr. llmot, whom he greeted with the words : "Uncle John, allow me the pleasure of introducing Mis Elton to you. I've taken the best possible care of her from the Junction, and told her everything ' i i " j i . i i mi. .in. iiviu in'i iivnn... He shook hands with me cordially, remarking, "I am glad to see you, but sorry it you have funned your opinion of us from that rattle-brained boy." bannlev. how in the world did you manage to 'scrape acquaintance' with Mis Elton?"' "Oh ! I saw her name on her trunk had heard from mother that a Miss Elton was coming to teach your chil dren about the tirt of October. My usual penetration, and a little good luck enabled me to guess which of the half dozen or so ladies who were waiting tor the train, was she. I determined to In troduce myself, if iiossible, ami you see I succeeded." After 1 was seated iu the carriage, I beard him Say in a low tone, "Her name is Edith, Uncle, anil don't you think she is like" his voice quivered, and he left the sentence unfinished We soon reached Mr. Mason's house, which was a large, comfortable one, surrounded by splendid oaks the river could be seen in the distanceas it grace fully wound through the valley the mountains were in full view, and we could feel the fresh invigorating breezes that came from them. Mrs. Mason met me. and introduced me to my future pupils Nannie, a bright sweet looking girl about fourteen years of age, but as tall as I. She was so much larger and more womanly iu apiearance than I had expected, "that I felt almost afraid to undertake teaching her. Rosalie, a merry black-eyed girl of two, whose dark tangled curls were thrown back with a toss of her head as she came for ward and took.my hand, and Harry, a mischievous looking loy about eight, the only son. who whisjered audibly to Rosalie : "Why she isn't any bigger than Xannie, and has such In-auril ul yellow curls." My health had never lieen very ro bust, and I was always pale. Mr. Mason said in a very kind way a few days after I arrived, "We must put some roses on your cheeks, such as our mountain girls wear. I shall send you back to your Uncle next summer so rosy and fat that he will not know his pale faced lily. Can you ride on horseback?" "Oh! yes," I replied, for riding had been one of my greatest pleasure at home." "Well, then, IsIiallappoiiitChannley your escort, and let you have I.ightfoot "whenever vou want to ride." ' Mr. aud Mrs. Mason were kiiid-hearted genial eople, and soon made me feel at ease with them. I soon found out why Mr. Wilmot had called "Edith" so softly and tenderly. Mrs. Wilmot was Mr. Mason' ouly sister. Her huslwud died about five or six years before, leaving her with three children, Channley, Edith and little Herbert. Edith was a beautiful girl lovely in disposition, charming in man ner. possessing unusually fine talent for music, and a remarkably sweet voice. She was nearly four years younger than Channley, who almost worshipped her. He was so proud of her beauty, of her f raee, of her many accomplishments. Ie was as devoted in his attentions to her as most lovers, and seemed actually jealous when any man tried to win her love and she was much admired and courted. Her mother idolized her too, and Mr. Masou 6aid, "She really was one of the best, most loving, dutiful daughters I ever saw. Two years ago she died of typhoid fever, when not quite twenty years of age, and her name is never sjioken by Channley without emotion but he has a bright, sunny tenier by nature, aud a cheerful spirit of resignation to the will of God, by grace. His mother is the best Christian 1 ever saw. Vou bear some general re semhlance to her, for she was small and fair, and had an abundance of golden curls." : I found "Cousin Channley" was a great favorite with my pupils. A few days after I arrived" he came over to Eastwood, to diuner. At the table he narrated many amusing incidents of his travels made such absurd comments on the people he had seen, caricatured some of them so ridiculously, that' he kept- the whole family in a roar of lauchter. He afterwards talked to me in a ditlerent strain asked what kind of books 1 liked, offered me the ne of his library. Mr.- Mason was not a very studious man, and there were but few books in the house tho' he had in formvt me "Channley had lots of them, and wa always buying more" Before long we were alone in tbe parlor, and he went to the piano, say ing: "I am sure you can sing, you don't know how I love music; sing this,' and he opened one of my music books at a simple, familiar air. He leaned.back In a large chair which was a little behind me. so that I could not see his face, but bis voice joined in for a few notes at the last verse faltered and stopped. I did not look at bim when I fluished, but played one of my favorite pieces a sad. i.lsintive air. that alwavs made me think nfmrdead mother, and one that I sel- sdom'plaved for anv one never before for a stranger. nen i nmsueu, uc came and held out his hand, saying: I "Thanks vou sing like my Edith used to do. I am going to bring mother to see you aa toon as I can; I know she will love you." , Mrs. Wilmot came over in a few days. She was a sweet looking, gentle woman. with a low, soft voice like her brother somewhat, but with infinite, by more re finement and polish of manner, she received me most cordially, remarking "i nave nearu manniev speak so much of you that I feel as if I already knew you." - After dinner, while Mrs. Mason was attending to some household duties, aud Mr. Mason had gone out on the farm. Mrs. Wilmot, Channley and myself were atone in the parlor; be opened the piano, and placing on it one of my music books, opened at the same song i nau sung Tor him 'the first visit he paid to Eastwood after my arrival, and said very quietly : "Motner wants to hear it." When I finished, I felt her soft hand on my hair; she leaned over and kissed me, tier voice trembling as she spoke : . "Just such bright curia, and such a sweet voice. I've heard you have no mother I have no daughter won't you let me love you as one. Edith ?" The longing for a mother's love had been strong within me all my life. Aunt Alice had always been kind, very kind, but I had never expected her to love me as she did ber own children, and she wag never demonstrative to them, for her manners were rather cold and dis tant. 1 was naturally reserved, and but seldom showed much of the strong feelings within me. - That soft touch on my hair, and those words so lovingly spoken, opened my heart at once. I was lonely, among strangers, as I had never been before, and felt the want of affec tion . My reserve melted, and as I laid my head on her shoulder, I could only say, brokenly: "I will be so happy if you will only love me, just a little, and I know 1 shall love one w ho has already shown so much tenderness for an orphan girL" I had forgotten Channley was in the room, until he approached and held out his hand, with the words: , "I am your brother then, am I uot ?" I laid mine in his, aud so the compact was sealed. He caiue to Eastwood two or three times a week, brought me hooks, magazines and papers even some of his sister Edith's Ixioks, with passages marked by her hand, were lent me uo one but himself and mother had touched one since her death. 1 found my situation a very pleasant one iu all respects. Of course, I bad some trouble with my pupils, but not more than I expected. 1 knew beforehand that teaching was not very easy work. The winter and spring passed so pleasantly that I hardly realized my session was near its close. For some time Chann ley 's attentions to me excited remark, among the visitors to the house, and they were numerous, for Mr. and Mrs. Mason, were very hospitable; but it was soon understood I was taken by hi in and his mother, in the place of his' dead sister, and all jestingceased. All knew how he had loved her aud everyliody said his manner to me was just as it had been to her the same unvarying cour tesy aud attention, but no lover-like demonstrations. No one but spiteful Lucy Jones ever said anything about my frequent visits to Mrs. Wilmot, that I heard of, at any rate, bhe was a hold, fast girl, who had "set her cap," a she expressed it, for "Mr. Wilmot, the best catch in the neighborhood." I fancied that Channley wn not so easy in his general manner, recently, as ne had been. Several times he had commenced, "Shall I tell you," and stopped suddenly. I wondered what he wanted to tell." Was he in love with pretty Agnes Lee? I knew he admired her very much, and visited at Mr. Lee's oftener than anv whsre else, except Eastwood, and he came there so famili arly it would hardly be called visiting. Why did I feel a pang as the thought crossed my mind? He had given me all the love a sister could ask, and it seemed selfish to want to keep him from loving a wire, but "he won t care for me after he marries her; iu a few years he will almost have forgotten me, for I am not really his sister, was mv thought. The idea of Channley 'g for getting me, gave me intense paiu. Mr. Mason had engaged me to return and teach his children another year, aud yet Channley had not said a word on the subject, "Iioes he really care whether 1 come luickr mil tie miss me, as I will him, during those long months I am to be away ?" J said to my self as I went to put on my riding habit to go with him to see his mother, oulv a few davs before my intended depar ture. "1 will ask Channley what he wants to tell me, this very evening," was my resolve. "Maybe he thiuka I would be foolishly jealous of sweet Acnes, who would make him such a good wife, and of whom M-s. Wilmot is so fond." Channley was in high spirits as free, as easy, as gay, as I had ever seen him. "She must have accepted mm, i rausen, "bow could she dootherwise. I'll make tbe way open for him to tell me."' Soon I Swke of the Lee girls, and of Agnes, in -high terms of praise fcr I really admired her very much. At last I said :.. ; . i,i 'Don't you think she is the sweetest, prettiest girl yon ever saw, and would make anv mau a charming wife?" , , "The prettiest,' sweetest girl i ever knew, erv.f, iy nisler AV'tA," he re plied, graveljr and quietly. We were riiling slowly he leant over a little.and looked full into my face. I had heard him use the same words often before, and had occasionally fancied he did not always mean that beautiful dead sister, but had always pttt away the idea witn, "Edith Elton, what makes you so vain and conceited.'' There ' was no mis taking his look now, and he went on, "She would make tbe most charming wife in the world, in my opinion," he was speaking of the woman by his side; it was not "would have made," but "wouid make." I felt the color rising in my face; for the first time my eyes could not look calmly into his, but dropped before his steady gaze; hut my heart gave such a bound of joy: I only said, "now tor a gallop." and ofl we went at full speed. Neither spoke a word until we reached the house, which was not far on. lie helped me down, and still holding both hands, looked full in my eves again, saying, softly, as if to himself: "They could not lie," aud such a bright, happy smile came over his face. It was nearly dark when we left the house, and as soon as we passed out of the gate, I touched my spirited horse lightly witn my wnrp, faying, "it is UUr, we must ride fast." 1 did not want him to say any more to me then, I was so hannv and vet did not wish to acknowledge ft to the noble man by my side. I was certain he had seen thro' the "Agnes Lee device," as I indig nantly called it to myself, and was laughing, or would laugh at me about It. He had made me betray a secret of which I had ouly been half-conscious.' . "But Edith I must tell vou" Just at this moment a large white dog of Cbannley's jumped over tbe fence, directly In front of my horse. The dog had ran across a field and met us at a sharp turn In the road. My horse was in full gallop it was nearly oars ne 'made a violent plunge and the girth broke. I remember feeling myself swaying in the saddle, and was con scious of nothing ejse, until I felt kisses on my face, and heard an agonised voice exclaim : "Oh! God! is my darling Edith, my dearest earthly treasure to be taken from me again. - In pity spare rat's one to me. Edith, my precious Edith, far Hearer than sister, soeak to me : speak tome!" and again lie kissed lips and cheeks and forehead. r As consciousness slowly returned, I realized where I was, and how I got there. The voice I knew at once, and its tones and words sent a thrill thro' my heart. It was so sweet to feel as sured he loved me so dearly. I opened my eyes, and saw looking down iuto mine, those beautiful ones, so merry and sparkling a few minutes before, now filled with the most intense agony I had ever seen. "So you are not dead, my precious darling, ouly say that you know me!" I could only whisper "Channley," and as he pressed his lips to mine again I heard the words, "Thank God, she lives and is conscious," and knew no more until I awoke in "Edith's room" at Mrs. Wil mot's, from a troubled sleep, in which I saw dogs and horses plung ing, aud felt sharp darting pains in my head and one arm. and saw Mrs. Wii- mot and Channley by my. bedside. I soitiy wiuspereu bis name, ana trie anxious look passed from his face, as he leant over me and said : - "What do you want.myowu darling?" "You love me more than a sister?" . "A thousand times more, for you are to be my wife." "Kiss me then, and let me go to sleep again," was all I had strength or incli nation to say. A mouth passed, and I was sitting in an easy chair in the parlor, still feeble, for the shock and injuries bad brought on slow fever, and my arm was still bandaged, Tor it bad been broken. 1 he Rev. Mr. Forbes was to come at twelve o'clock and make me Cbannley's wife. lie. would have it so said he had loved me very soon after he made my ac quaintance that my resemblance to bis sister Edith had at first attracted him strongly to me, but that feeling had soon grown into a man's first, warm love. Seeing how freely I gave bitn a sister's affection and bow unconscious I seemed to be that he cherished any warmer feeling, he feared to lose that", and not gain what he wanted. I wanted to go to Uncle Rotiert' as soou as I was well enough to travel, but Channley said. "What is the use of going away from home. .I'll take 3 ou to see your aunt and uncle as soon as f think a trip will he beneficial to you. You must uot go there with that pale face." I was too weak to resist him, aud he had his own way. The Masons came over, and were the only persons present, besides Mrs. Wil mot and her little son, Herbert, when I promised "to love, honor and obey," the only man who had ever touched my heart. I have seen no occasion to re gret that now, not even the obey part. narry Mason remarked one day when we had been married but a short time, and he saw Channley lean over and kiss me. "I always wondered why Cousin Channley did not use to kiss you, if he loved you, "just like bis own sister," as be used to say, for I know he used to kiss cousin Edith. He used to call vou "sister Edith" then. Can't a man kiss his sister when he wants to do it, as well as he can kiss his wife? I don't see any difference." Channley laughingly replied, "But there is a difference, my little man. Wait until you are ten or twelve years older, aud see if a pretty girl, you love just like a sister," will allow you to kiss her as freely as Nannie and Rosalie do, and if you will leel like trying it before a loom full of peunle." Cats from time imuisuiorial have becu favorites with the old aud the young, the rich and tbe poor; and though at times persecuted by some thoughtless school boy, have upon the whole been received intothe "liosoui of the family." Dr. Johnson sent out to purchase oys ters for his et, Hodge, when he was old and sick, and fancied 110 other food; and tbe poet, not content with cutting one hole in bis library door to let his mouser in and out, fashioned a second smaller hole for the necessities of the kirten. What would Whittington be in history, or in our love and reverence, without his cat? Puss, however, gen erally falls to the favor of womankind. The Arab endows the cat by miraculous interposition at the beginning of the world, with thespirit of a gentle woman ; and In. Stables, with whom rats are "darlings," assures us in his book on Cats, that one sitting purring on the hearth-rug to the music of the hissing tea-urn. blinking her eyes before a bright fire, is the very personification of femi nine virtue. Indeed in this favorable view of pussy's lady-like character, he was preceded by Mr. Broderip, who tells ns, in his Ztnlmjienl Rrrrmtiont, that the cat is closely connected with the un translatable word.-'lromfort" a word that bas neither name nor representa tion out of Great Britain. The Doctor gives us but little, if ary, reverse to this amiable picture; but surely out of doors all likeness to womankind roust cease, for we cannot be so ungallant as to fol low tbe si mile on tothe tilns, or compare a cat parliament, with its unearthly noi ses, to the sweet and dulcet voralism of the gentler sex, however, gossiping may be their tendency. If cats could always be kittens, redolent of fun and mischief as a school-girl, we might he disposed to admit some resemblance, but the com parison becomes flighty and far-fetched when it reaches our chimney-pots. How ever, cats are so greatly petted under the Doctor's pen that they can afford a little wholesome detraction. It is an in teresting sight, that -of a cat teaching a kitten its future duties, in which do mestic cleanliness, as well as mice-hunting, bears an important place. Some instances are giveu in which greediness is reproved by the mother, but not one in reproof of the errors of late hours. What open atmospheric influence is it that changes cats' nature, swearing and spitting at each other fur-pulling and blood-letting being then their great de light, which nothing short of a descend ing boot or the discharge of a loaded blunderbuss seeuis sufficient to disturb? f 'htimber'i Journal. Kesalalsews f Ptaa. It is proper to remark, says Thomas Clarkson, that when Wiliiam Penn made his last will, his estates In Eng land and Ireland, which produced up wards of fifteen hundred pounds annu ally, were esteemed of more value than all bis property In America, especially as only part of the mortgage thereon of 1708 had been discharged; but during the interval of rather more than six years between that and the time of his death, a progressive Increase of trade and population, almost unexampled, during a happy state of uninterrupted tranquility, had improved the value of tbe Pennsylvania property far beyond what could have been imagined: In addition to which tbe crown lawyers had given Joint opinion, which wa 'adopted by government, that theagree- ment for sale in 1712 was made void by William Penn's Inability to execute the surrender in a pner manner. As before stated, 1'enn was buried in the peaceful rural churchyard of Jor dans, near Uxbridge, In a grave next to that of the beloved wife of his youth, Gulielma Maria. Near . by repose bi friends, the Pennington's; nearer yet, his son Springett. aud the. exemplary Ellwoood, the reader to and pupil of Milton, who bad succored his master at Chalfont when the plague raged in London, and suggested to him the com position of Paradise Rttjaiutd. Hence these memories in a manner make the rural graveyard classic ground; and we are not astonished to fearn that many an American tourist e -1 . 1 ... , . to meditate over the life and labors of one who most truly has "exercised a mighty and abiding influence on the character and destinies of the United States." Thither, too, we learn once a year, usually in the first week in Juue, amid the flush and brightness of the opeuing summer, the Friends of London and the home counties betake them selves, as ou a pilgrimage, to hold a solemn gathering lor worship in the ancient meeting-house which overlook the green and silent burial ground. On these occasionally alone of all the year, the place assumes a live aspect. After the service the visitors dine together In groups, about tbe grounds, and wel come the chance stranger to partake of the good things brought In their baskets and hampers. The afternoon is spent in walks and rides to other places of interest in the neighborhood, associated with I'enn, Ellwood, or Milton; a soci able tea follows; and when the sun has set, and the moon shines upon the white headstones of the clustered graves, all is again as still and silent as it is wont to be. Manhattan Monthly. atrlaaeall FaJlaree. If husbands are sometimes remiss in fulfilling all theexpectatiouaregarding them, wives, it must be confessed, af ford them only too ample excuse for their shortcoming. For if a wife does not render ber full share toward mak ing herself and her home alluring, she has small right to complain however It is own conscience may or should up braid him if her husband finds other people and other places more attractive. and makes no resistance to the attrac tion. - Too frennentlv do we hear some wife n her neglected toilette, slipshod, un kempt, declare, "Ob. it s no matter; my market's made !"as if Ler marriage had been a circumstance of baigaiu. and sale, and deigjing to accept the pi ice of her husband's devotiou, she bad completed hei Toart of the bargain. Her roai ket is made ; that is, she sold her self for doubtless all she was worth. But allowing it, yet with bow much honescy we may ask, does she fulfill tbe eouditiouso'f the trade? How faith ful to itlie tacit understanding' at the time is she to-day t It was certainly no slipshod, unkempt woman that was the object offered in the market. On tbe contrary, it was a girl in the bloom of her early years, and with that bloom set off by all the adventitious aid of the prettiest toilette, the dantiest frills and furbelows, tbe sweetest tones, the sweetest smiles, attainable. Tbe bloom of early years was not expected to last, of course ; but the smiles, the tones, the pretty toilets it was never dreamed by the buyer that they were not thrown in. Yet, on the other band, it is by no means improbable, it is by no means pnnsnal that the offence should come first from the husband's side, and with 110 fault in the beginning of the wife's. Tired of the novelty, the hnsband has ceased to execute his portion of the contract, has sought distractions, has despised aud half forsaken his home, has dissipated his energies, perhaps rained his hopes and bis wife's together perhaps disgraced their name. And then all ambition bas been wrung outof herjieglect has made her hopelesscan ty means and the sense of impossibili ties bavemade her desperate; convinced of his inditieience, aud weary of his cruelty, she has given up the effort to make herself or her home admirable. Yet, when all is said, the fact that he fails in duty does not absolve her ; the oath that she cook on her marriage-day was not to do ber duty so long as he did, but i"till death us do part." and she is uot warranted in the omission of one jot of her household observances because he is iudifl'erent or abusive re garding them. Only that woman can fold ber bands and possess her soul iu peace who has wiped out ber own score with fate, whatever be the score her husband tallies, by constant persistance in the endeavor always to keep her heart clean, her tire bright, herself in unison : bevt-r to let lier htu-baiid come and find a cinder-wench in the place of of tbe woman be once loved aud mar ried ; always to determine that he shall see that though the bloom of the flesh departs, the bloom of the soul remains. Predator Iwstlnets. Philosopher declare that the instinct of the Chase is common to almost the whole human race, from the seal hunt ing Esquimaux at the north pole to the African with his club and poisoned arrows at the equator. They tell ns that among our own people it pervades all classes, from the whaler who strikes the leviathan of the Arctic seas and the Captain sahib who beards some re nowned "man-eater"' in Indian jungles down to the cockney schoolboy firing at uuwary sparrows with his catapult, or the tiny urchin of two and three years old pursuing tbe bluebottle across the panes of his nursery window, and then, flushed with conquest tearing off the legs and wings of the wretched fly. And although in some cases tbe passion in question is converted into a trade) as where certain admirable persons under take for a consideration the destruction of some of those, pests of human Mae which the world would most "willingly let die," if they -would he so obliging ts to do so yet even here the natural hunting instinct develops itself very clearly, and, to use Sydney Smith's lan guage, "the rat-catcher delights In tbe capture of rats, the bug-destroyer pursues his victims wth keen delight, and the suppressor of vice U charmed when tbe vice is found and hunted." Brlipmrin. Mww MMwtalaa aire Bawed la Ts. The contracting or shriveling of the earth cause the rocks near the surface to wrinkle or fold, aud such a fold was started athwart the course of the river. Had it beea suddenly formed, it would have been au obstruction sutlicent to turn the water iu a ne coarse to the east, beyoud the ex.ension ot the wrin kle; Out the emergence of the fold above the general surface of the coun try was little or no taster than the pro gress of the corrasion of the channel. We may say, then, that the river did not cut its way down through tbe moun tains from a height of many thoasaud feet above its present site : but baviug aa elevation differing out little, per haps, from what it now has, as the told was lifted, it cleared away the obstruc tion by cutting a canon, and walls were thus elevated on either side. Tberiver preserved its level, but the mountains were lilted up, as the saw revolves on a fixed pivot, while the log which it cuts is suoren along.' ine river was tbe saw which cut tbe mono tain a in ' two. Popular Science Monthly. wverdws) sa4 Careless Mew. How many years of her life does a woman spend lookingootof the window for men who are overdue T I have not lived half of three score and ten years yet, and I am sure I have wasted time enough in the fruitless operation to have made myself mistress of all the hieroelypbics ever discovered. Ouly one thing have I learned, that man. like tbe peasant woman's "watched pot that never boils," never comes when he is looked for ; and that hasn't done jK any good; for, still, whenever I have occasion, I invite the influenza by si.tiog in a strong draught, with my eves fixed on the furthest point possi ble, with visions of hospital ambulance ." . "V'" . f- K Ut VJSt . 1 lei to mw little nephew, doesn t ar- u woelul telegrams before my ryes, Poilr. what's the matter I Yon look solemn." Solemn! Well, you know enough not to fling yourself iotc. his aiuiaud cry: "The sea has givtinp i v dead," or anything of that sort. You say : "Ah !" in an offended tone. in au unnatural calm oue, and per- f ;ps remark that "dinner was bnrnt to A crisp four hours ago," or that you i,ave ''sat with vour bonnet on readv for the concert from seven nntil nine." and wait some explanation, it is some times vouchsafed, and then generally proves to be : "Met a fellow." Yes. meeting a "fellow" is reason enough for any amnnnt of staying our. Who is a "fellow," 1 wonder, that he should outweigh wife, mother, anil sweetheart, daughter, neice and aunt f Why should a "fellow" have sorb, influence ? No one ever sees a "fellow," or hears all his name. ' He is never produced. Ask after him, and yen hear that he is not tue sort of tellow to be introduced. He is never brought home. Apparently be is sot good enough : but he is im portant enough to upset a household, to keep meals waiting, to keep people up until midnight; to have met him is ample excuse for anything forgetful or neglectful. "TBoSi'Blld.' There was a tap at Mrs. riiillips side door the other morning, and hastily taking her hands out of the dougbj:she hurried to answer the knocking, mut tering as she went, "Mercy! I hope it's uot Mrs. Gaduer !" Instead of the lonsf winded 31 rs. G., aforesaid, there stood on the steps a diminutive little lady sucking a thumb and twirling the corner of her apron. "Well, child " interro gated Mrs. Phillips, gradually diminish ing the inviting gap in the door. The "child," however, dexterously inserted herself and sitting down on tiie nearest chair remarked, "I come to stay aw bile. Miss Phillips," and then proceeded to take a calm aud critical survey of the room. Mrs. Philli returned to her baking. Soon a sweet voice at her elbow Inquired: "What 've making. Miss Phillips?" "Bread,"" and Mrs. Phillips kneaded more vigorously. "What's in them tin boxes? pointing to two boxes marked respectively ; "bread" and "cake." "Nothing." A pause ensued, during which two golden brown rakes were taken from theoven. The "child" watched the process of turning them out of the tins and heaved a deep sigh when they were safely deposited on the table. "What kind of cakes is them?" No reply. "I like cakes." Silence followed this remark. "When Susie Wilkius comes to our house my ma always gives her some cake." "There, there, run aw ay home, I bear vour mot In'- calling ou," answers Mrs. Phillips. "No you iKm't, for ma Is gone to Ann Arbor, aud Aunt Sarah minds us chil dren now." "Then It's your Audi Sarah that's calling you," tartly replies Mrs. Phil lips. "No it ain't neither, for Aunt Sarah told me to come in here, 'cause she is busy aud can't be bothered !" When Pliilliis came home to dinni r and wanted to know "what the Dickens made her face so red. lM - ijiii. I 1.1 , ..rax. ' !. ...i.i i.; to "shut up ness!" and iiiiml his own busi- A Khars .Lawyer. The Melbourne (Australia, .try" l"'1'1 the following story: "A getleman of the legal profession, at one of the great mining centres, having 8M-iit a gaudy evening at a leading hotel, found the fresh air too much for him. Instead of reaching the bosom of his family he gravitated to the lock-up. with the much-needed assistance of a servant of the queen in full uniform. The lock-up keeper didn't know him, aud conse quently couldu't scud for his friends to bail hiin out, as is frequently done by those tender-hearted ollicers "of justice. So he was allowed to sleep until 7 in the morning, when he 'was aroused and asked his name, which he promptly said was 'Johnson.' He obtained soap, water and a clothes-brush, and was re freshed by a cup of tea. lie tlien pro posed to the lock-up keeper that the officials should walk beside him to the police court. When the time came this was done, aud by keeping the officer in earnest converse, it appeared as though the lawyer was engaged upon some business before the court, and when the name of Johnson w as called, he calmly rose, and said, 'I appear for the prisoner, your worship.' 'What!' said the police magistrate, 'do you deny that he was drunk? Oh, no, lie replied, 'he was very drunk, but is very sorry for it.' 'Five shillings or six hours' imprison ment,' said the police magistrate. 'I will pay his fine myself,' said this ready witted gentleman, who, in this Instance, showed that the man who is his ow n lawyer hasn't always a fool for a client." arlstlaall j aavd Barial. Christianitymadeaeonsiderable rev olution in the ideas and practices of disposing of the dead throughout the civilized world. Tbe laws of both re renublican aud i roue rial Rome inter dicted all interments except iudced of 1 the vestal virgins, and later of the tm perors within the limits of tbeciies of the republic or the empire. But when Christianity gained the ascendant another set of feelings came iuto being. Gradually, as the pagan temples and endowments were converted and ap propriated by tbe priests of the new faith, the groves and meadows that fre quently surrounded the temples were partly devoted to the burial of the faithful, a horrible desecration in the eyes of the partisans of tbe old rite. To understand the desire of the early Christians to sleep their last elep ia . the neighborhood of the places made! boly by the tombs of the saints ami i martyrs, we must bear iu mind that it j was the prevalent impression among them that a corporeal resurrection was a thing imraiueut. and almost imioedi- ' ately to take place. ' Thus they eagerly desired to rest beside tlieir holy men, as tbe sheep around the shepherd, ready with them to rise and salute the birth of the new morn. Nor were the holy men themselves backward in turn ing this fond sentiment to useful ac count. They encouraged tbe belief in the speedy arrival of tbe last and dread ful day, when tbe earth should melt and the firmament disslve, when tbe last trumpet should sound, and tbe faithful alone be snatched op into glory. And this faith they fostered al so by the pious stories tbey told of the incorruptibility of the bodies of the aai u ta. Betgra ria. TOCTHs COLim. A Hi rd tried to imitate Jenny LinJ. "Have you beard Jenny Laud, sir T inquired my Antiuous of thejstables. "Yes, often." "Greut woman, sir. Don't yon think sot' "I do." "She was here last week, sir. Get-np t,uarue . "Did you hear herf I asked. "Yes. sir, and I drove with her to the r alls, that is, Tom Higgtns drove, bat I sac on tbe box." "And was she pleased V "Yes, sir : ouly when she was going to see the Falls, everybody in the hotel ran to the door to look at her, so she went back to her room, and then slip ped out of the back door. But there was somethiug better than that, air." "What was that f" "She gave Tom Higgins fifty dollars when ho drove her back. But there was something still better than that, sir." " Indeed! what was that t" "Why. sir, as we came back we pas sed a little wood, and she stopped the carriaire and stepped out with the test ot the party, and me and Tom Higgins, and went iuto the wood. It was towards sunset and tbe wood was beautiful. She walked about a little, and picked up flowers, and sung, like to herself, as if it were pleasant. By and by she sat down upon a rock and began to sing aloud. But before she stopued a little bird enme and sat upon the bough close by us. I saw it, sir, with mv own eyes, the whole of it, and when Jenny Lind bad done, he began to sing and shout away like she did. While he was sing lug she looked delighted, and when he stopped she sang again and oh ! it was beau-ifuU sir. But the li'tle bird wouldn't give it up, and he sang again, but not until she had done. Then Jenny Lind sang as well as ever she could. Her voice seemed to fill the woods all up with music, and when it was over the little bird was still for a while, but tried it again in a few moments. He couldn't do it, sir. He sang very bad, and then the foreigu gentleman with Jennv Lind laughed, aud they all came bark to the carriage." Help Yonrtelf. Fight your own bat tles. Hoe your own row. Ask no fa vor of any one, and you will succeed live thousand times better than one who is always beseeching one's patronago. No one will ever nor can they help you as vou help yourself, because no one will be heartily interested iu your affairs. The first step will not bo such a ioug one perhaps : but carving your owu way up the mountain, you make each oue lead to another, and stand tii iu iu that while you crop an other out. Men who have made fori u nen are not those who had five thousand dollars to start with, but boys who started fair with a well eat ned dol lar or two. .Men who have acquired tame have not been thrust into popu larity by puds, liegged or paid for, or given iu a friendly spirit. They have outstretched their bauds and touched the public heart. Men who win love Uo their own wooing. I have never known a man to tail so signally as one who had induced his affectionate grand mamma to say a good word for him. Say "1 will," and some day you will conquer. Never let any man have lo say, "I have dragged you up." Too many hurt a mau more than none at all. ilrare Orrentruod. A Strtiwje Pet. A Frenc'. journalist met w ith with a strange pet the other day, when paying a visit. While he was talking he noticed souiclbiu mov ing on the carpet which vat neither dog nor cat. Ou looking strain hesaw that it was a fine lousier, daik gray, spotted with red, aud thought that it must have escaped from the kitchen. The lady of the house smiled, and said, "'1 must tell you the history of my pet. Some months ago 1 bought a lobster, aud as it was not wanted for dinner, my cook left it in the water in the kitchen. I was going to a ball that night, and being ready, I sat in an easy chair aud fell fast asleep. Suddenly I sprang np from the pain of a sharp bite iu my foot, and 1 saw tbe lobster bit ing it. I started up and ran to the kitchen. No one was there, anil acloth in front of the tire had caught fire. It was soon extinguished, but 1 have kept the lobsterever since, ont of gratitude." It has its basin of cold water, suitl seems to recognize its mistress, and is so fond of music that it is always drawn to il ai Us the oiano whenever s!ie plays. Vim. Oneroid afternoon, on going into my woodshed, I heard a peculiar noise. I had never heard anything Jike it before ; it was a sort of a croon ing sound. I found an old hen, which was sick, sitting on tbe wood-pile and "Shelly," ber chicken, which bad grown to be as large as the mother, standing over her, with ber wings outspread, making this queer noise. I watched them, and pretty soon tbe old hen went under the young one's wings and she covered her mother. What was that but filial affection f 1 have read of a gentleman who didn't think it beneath him to contribute even to the pleasure of a hen. He said be bui ied corn in the hen-yard that they might have the pleasure ot scratching it up : that it gratified their love of in dustry, made them contented and ther did all the better for it. A Little Deeil, but a Good Owe. Lit tle Ellie found a thirsty flower by the side of her path. She thought it need ed water, and so she went with a big pitcher, and poured a little stream gently npou it. It was very little thing to do, and yet it was a very good thing. If the flower had not had some water it might have drooped and died, bnt when the water fell upon it, it re vived and grew, and all summer long it sent out sweet perfume and showed bright blossoms that pleased every body who looked at it, A great many good deeds are just as simple as this. It is tbe kind words and blight smiles that make people happy ofien. They are worth more, sometimes, than great speeches or rich gifts, and any little buy or girl can give t hem. A ppien of Gold. IUyn, did you ever think that this world, with all its wealth and woe, with all its mines and mountains, oceans, seas, and rivers ; with all its shipping, its steamboats, railroads and magnetic telegraphs; with all iu millooa of groping men and all tbe science and progress of ages, will soon be given over to the bovs of the present age lioys like you t Believe ir, and look npon your inheritance, and ret ready to enter npou your possessions. The presidents kings, governors, states men, philosophers, ministers, teachers, men of the future all are boys now. A task ef EaalasKl Mate. The paper bas been made since 1719 at Laverstock, Hants. Note 1, its pe culiar whiteness: 3, iu thinnness and transparency ; ,3, iu crisp and tough feel; A, its water-mark made in the paper, and on the same side as the printing; 5, iu three uncut edges;, its strength made ont of new linen or cotton. A bank note will support thirty-six pounds before being sized, and afterward suoDort a man for veara if it is only for the right amount. uncta neek. Havard has conferred upon TbomM Carlyle the honorary degree of L. L. I. SXW3 Ef BEEF. Georgia bas several millions of acres of pine lands untouched yet. The Democratic nominee for Gov ernor of Iowa is a working farmer. Three-fourths of our dried black berries come from North Carolina. California devotes 30,000 acres to grape growing, comprising 30,000,000 vines. Warren (Pa.,) has a baby four months old that is warranted to weigh 121 pounds. Forty years ago there were only two architects In New York ; now there are five hundred. At Bethlehem, N. H., there Is a ho tel called the Star. It Is "the SUr of Bethlehem." v Col. Bodine bas been made President of the Hudson River Rifle Association in his absence. A son of Brigham Young has Just entered the Law Department of the Un iversity of Michigan. Brigham Young's wife is dead; that is to say, one of her is. The de ceased's name was Emmeline. A Troy girl has found 325 needles In au old cushion recently, aud now a Schenectady girl has found 432. General Joseph E. Johnson, .f (ieorgia, has been elected President of the Arkausas Industrial University. Buffalo makes announcement that it has eight boat clubs, but there is not one pf them that is kuowu to fame. Iowa's new capitol building at Des Moines covers an acre and and an eighth of ground, and will cost about $l,0n0,0. The Connecticut Legislature bas re jected the bill requiring doors of hail ami other public places toopen outward. The losses by the fire insurance companies throughout the country iu the past six months aggregate $2ti,000, 000. Isn't it strange that the "Son of Temperance" don't believe a sober col ored man to be as good as a sober w hite manr Ex-Senator Carpenter, of Wiscon- has been retained by the city of New iork to assist in the prosecution of Tweed. A rise of one fmit and eiirht inch in the water above Niagara Falls causes a rise of sixteen feet iu tberiver below. W uy is this 't The Citv bank of Montreal and the Royal Canadian bank of Toronto are to be united into one concern, with a cap ital of $4,000,000. Several cottages at Newport bavn recently lieen rented for nearly oue third l?ss than was asked in the early part of the season. Roxford. Mass.. has no hotel or drinking saloon, no drunkard or loafer, no lawyer or doctor, and is th.- health iest place in the State. "Mauch Chunk is now called the Switzerland of America." It is about the fortieth, but the countrv is big enough to hold them. The Introduction of machinery for se perating slate from coal is depriving thousands of boys of work in the an thracite coal regions. A Missouri judge bas just decided bat a mother has no leul right to thrash her daughter after the girl has passed her eighteenth birthday. Tbe Titusville Courier savs: The sale of the Pennsylvania Petroleum Railroad has been again postponed, tbl time to the Wth of September. Jay Cooke's Put-in-Bav "Gibral tar" didn't sell. No body would bid over $30,000, and the seller wasn't au thorized to sell for less than $40,000. Professor Stowe, a Virginia miner alogist, savs that. If the State was work ed with the same skill California is, the profits would be as great in proportion. Somebody estimates that in the Un ited States the aggregate amount of time spent by passenger in the cars in one 1 ear reaches as hich as l.OOO.OOO.OOO hours. The Canadian courts have just de cided that a deed given by a drunkeu man, who receives a very inadequate consideration, is to be treated as a mort gage only. The trustees of Vassar College have thrown open the art gallery, geological department aud other interesting rooms of the college to the public during the summer mouths. Tbe new jail in St. I -on is which i said to he the handsomest and costliest in the United States, seems to be appre ciated. There are twelve murderers confined there now. Manv of the Bates College student are employed as waiters during the Summer vocation at the Rhode island watering-places, and at the Glen House in the W bite Mountains. Outof sixty-four rectors in the Pro testant EpiscOtal Diocese of Maryland, !t is round that the salaries of thirty five were below $1,000 a year; some receive $.j0O, nd some as low as $200. Eleven years ago a man in Troy, N. Y'., toi;k $oO0 worth ot Nevada min ing stock in payre ent of a debt which he could not collect in anv other way. The other day he received an offer of $30,000 lor his share. By industry and pereveran-e a wo man can make a quilt from 2 1, 003 pieces. Such a thing has been done in l.eorgia. after years of labor aud the quilt is as good in all respects as one made from one piece in a single day. At the SUte fair which is to be held at Elinira this year, commencing Sep tembers in, a prize or $100 Is offered for the best general exhibition of farm produce, and also $100 for the best gen eral exhibition of live stock. The nogan family, of Utah, Men docino county (si., deserves to be clas sed with the giants of old. The father 'Lands 8 feet 2 Inches in his stockings. one son 6 feet 6 inches, a second 6 feet 3 1-2 inches, and a third 6 feet 7 inches. A sword fish weighing three hun dred pounds was recently left by the returning tide in shoal water near' Den nls Port, Me. A man attacked the fish with a club, and after clinging to it for nearly three miles succeeded iu landing it. Stone, the sculptor, now engaged at Carrara, Italy, upon a collossal statue of General Baker (who was killed at Ball's Bluff), for which $10,000 was ap propriated by tbe last Congress, writes to a friend at Washington that tbe work will be completed In October. Cheating Is not confined to any particular race. In a package of opium that has not been opened since il left the shores of the Levant, received at a drug store in Alexandria, Va., there was found a collection of old bullets and rocks, which had been paid for at tbe rate of $3.75 a pound. It is said that Prof. Alexander Agas iz has not given up completely his fa ther's plans for the school on Penikese Island, It ia not probable that the school will ever be opened again 011 Its present site, but it is probable that a similar institution will be established on the main land within a year or two. f. ; i t 1.1 n 1 y 1 1 ::f b r- r f t I K & ' 1 i n i f a
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