is T " H. F SOHWEIER, THE OONSTITUTION-THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS. Editor and Proprtetoi VOL. XLVI MIFFLINTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY, PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. APRIL 27. 1882 NO. 19. Aft ft RECONCILIATION. If th'm xnrt lyhiff nM ami still end white In ilfMih's eiubrocea, O mto enemy 1 think thut it 1 cauie and looked on thee I sliouUi forgive; thut smnolhiiiK iu the Bight Ot thy nt ill fiui would conquer me, by riht t-f (!itli i) And inipotuH, and 1 should B6t pitiful a i hi fi is to be ,-t loud uiibau-jlit thut M mortal. So to-night, II y ioul, unfurling r white flag of puactt, urvHtHllliig itiut Ureud hour when we may m.-ut - The doatl face and the living fain would cry. Acioib tl.o yoaM, "Oh, lot our wnrfnre ceaael I if e it m short, nd hntrxl is not sweet; X.t thure he portce between us ere we diet" TiLTIIILYS FARM." CHA1TKR I. '"When we have finished these two rows, K;'iii)cn, we'll call it a day's work, and go up to the house." "But fs her," replied the lad, "we'll l.o down to the other end ol the field lung before sundown." "I i.now that, my boy," returned Farmer ld'iiiK "but we have the chores to do, and 1 want an early supper, for you and I must take a rido to the village this evening." Reuben's face brightened at the mention of the proposed trip, and his liuu struck deep into the soil of the potato hills as he hastened to com plete the task so that he and his father might tho s'loner be on the road leading to the center of the little country town. The toilers had nearly reached the old stone wall, which marked the southern boundary of their farm, when the elder Bonus paused and leaning upon his hoe-handle said: "Reuben, thV Is a matter on my mind of which I wish to speak to you. Vou are growing fast, almost sixteen now, and it is time that you knew how our family are situated, Unaneially." "Yes, father," answered the youth, looking up with an expression of sur prise on his handsome, though sun browned features. "I have always told you," resumed the -farmer, "that you came of the good, old New England stock. You are the descendant of a line of ances tors of whom any American boy might be proud. Y'et, we are poor, Reuben, and as you know it is onlv through hard lalnir that this farm is made to produce enough to support your mother, your sister and our. selves." "Yet, fafher, we have never wanted for anything," interposed Reuten eagerly. "And work is fun when you're interested in tt" The farmer smiled a little sadly, as he replied: "1 am well-pleased to hear vou peak in that way, my son, yet you do not know tho anxiety which your mother and I have felt at times. What should we do if the crops were to fail, if but for a single season, or if the buildings should be destroyed by some accident?" "I don't It now," and the boy be came serious. "Look about you," continued Mr. Bom is. "A century ago the land from the base of Mount Waehusettas far as you can see, from where we Stand, belonged to my great-grandfather, i.ho one for whom you were named, Keuben. And the house in which now live was his homestead. That was in the old Revolutionary times, and your great-great-grandfather was a sturdy patriot; he held a colonel's commission in the Continen tal Army. "While he was fighting gallantly for tho independence which we now enjoy, his family were persecuted by the Tories in this section. When he left his farm to battle against oppres sion he deposited with his wife what was supposed to be his last will and testament. "Years passed, and at length the Sorrowful news reached this place that the brave Colonel had laid down his life far away to the southward, on the battlefield of Trenton. "After the first grief was over, the widow thought of the will. She took the document from the secretary, same one which now stands in our little parlor, and read, "I give and bequeath my farm, situated at tho foot of Waohusett Mountain, in Frinonton. to my hetrs, to be held by them and tholr's forever. 1 enjoin them upon no aooount to part with the homestead. If neooaslty demands, thny may sell the land, but I beseeeh and Implore that for no rea son whatever, ahull they allow the home stead buildings to go out of the possession of the family. This la my dying requost.' "My grandfather was about your age, toy boy, at the close of the war, an only child, yet he and his mother, though possessed of much land, found themselves in very straightened cir cumstances, and were obliged to acrltlee many acres to get the neces sities of life. The son, however, When he became a man, labored hard, yet never was enabled to accumulate any money, consequently at his death he left my father nothing but the farm, Impressing upon his fciind the fact that he must never part with the homestead. "My parents found themselves in the same condition through which the Colonel's son had struggled. They, in their turn, were compelled to relinquish acre after acre of the onre broad domain of their ancestor. "As a youth, I can remember see ing woodland and pasture, Held, and Rowing, slip away foot by foot, and can recall the sad expression on my parents' faces as they affixed their Signatures to the deeds of sale, until I determined that if ever I came into possc-ssion of the slightest portion of the land I would never part with it Unless actual starvation stared us in the face. "1 have kept to'my resolve, although Jnany times 1 have )ccn tempted to dispose of all and seek a home-elsewhere. Yet, I could not bring my self to be the one to disregard the dying wishes of the Colonel. Sv, y son, when I go, all that I can be Qiieath to you and vour sister, is what Was left to me, this small farm and (.he buildings therein." And, father," soke up Reuben Earnestly, "as long as I live, no man lhall be master of this place but a tie nils!" 'Thank von, my son, thank you for those words," and the eves of the farmer filled with tears, as he grasped the hand of his boy. CHAPTER II. Two years have passed and Reuben's father had been laid away in the haarnfnl lilXla mrnimrniMi iuaa iluk rirnirri-Tonti, aim the sturdy youth Unds himself the sole support of hi? mother and sister Mary. Courageously the young larmei toiled; but, alone, he could do little, and was compelled to employ a hand to help him about the place. This, of course, was a heavy drain upon the recources which were scarcely sufflcieut to maintain the family, and Reuben began to experience the same anxiety to make both ends meet, w hich had invaded the lives of his ancestor? 'or several generations. One day while at work In the hay field where his father had first con. fided his perplexities to him, he was surprise to hear, a cherry voice call 'ng. "Reuben! Reuben Bern is, step here a moment 1 would like to speak to Vou." Looking up, the farmer lad saw a well-dressed, pleasant-looking man, seated in a buggy that was drawn up to the side of the road. Throwing his hoe over his shouldei the youth walked to the wall to as certain what his visitor had to say. "I have driven over to try and make a bargain with you for this place. I will pay you well, in fact, more than it is worth, for I want to throw it into ruino, which adjoins, and establish an extensive stock farm." "I am very sorry, Mr. Stewart," re plied Reuben, slowly shaking his head, "I cannot sell." "And why not, pray?" asked the man of money. "Because, sir, it was my father's wish that the old homestead should remain in the family." "But," argued Mr. Stewart "I should think it was a losing struggle on your part, tilling this sterile soil. I do not see how you are abJe to ob tain a bare living from the ground." "It is very hard, I admit," was the answer, "but as long as mother and Mary do not complain, I shall not." "Listen, young man, to what I will do. If you w ill sell me the farm, I will give you a position in mystoie in Worcester at good wages which would enable you to support your mother and sister in much better shape than with your utmost efforts you can do here in Princeton "I am very grateful for the offer, Mr. Stewart; but I trust you will not be angry with me if I cannot accept it" "Well, well," returned the other Kindly. "Talk the matter over with the folks at home, and if you do make up your mind to sell, let me be the purchaser, for, as I said before, I will jive you more than any one else in this neighborhood." And Mr. Stewart rode away to his country residence, which was situated about half a mile distant, while Reuben returned to liis work, a prey to conflicting emo tions. CHAPTER HI. "Hurry, Nathan, there's a thunder ihower coming, and we must get this hay into the barn before it begins to rain " "I reckon we'll have to work purty .ively then, Rube, 'cause that's a heavy mc, and it'll be rainin' great guns here in less'n ten minutes," and the hired man glanced anxiously over his moulder toward the threatening :louds which were rapidly forming in 'he west Reulien and his assistant bent to their labors with a will, and as the Hrst drops began to fall the shambling I ixen drew their load into the barn. j "Let the animals stand in tho yoke, Nathan. Shut the door and come into the house; we'l. take a breathing spell and eat dinner while I the storm lasts." j In a few moments the two hay-1 makers; with Mrs. Bemis and her , daughter were seated at the table oartaking of the noonday repast. "You were fortunate, my son, in jetting the hay under cover liefore the rain came. I was afraid you would scarcely lie able to do it." "We had to stir around prettv lively, that's a fact. Goodness! That was a terrible crash!" exclaimed Reuben, involuntarily shading his eyes with his hand, for the flash and the report were almost simultaneous. "I guess that must a hit solne tree purty handy," drawled Nathan, "for I've heerd say that when the thun ner comes close after the lightnin somethin's got struck in the neigh borhood." "Probably we ll find a shattered tree near by when we go out" "Then we should be thankful t,hat It was not the house or barn," said Mrs. Bemis. "The barn!" reiterated her soti, springiug to his feet, while a look of dismay overspread his face. "The barn! Terhaps it was. Come, Na than, let us see!" And snatching up his straw hat from the chair on which he had it, the young man rushed out of the hise followed by Nathan. Scarcely had Reuben reached the yard when a cry of horror burst from his lips, for there, from the right pole of the roof he saw issuing a vol ume of black smoke which whirled away before tne tempest "Quick, quick, Nathan! Jlelp mo to back out the cattle, they must be saved." Rushing to the big doors of the barn the young farmer threw them open in frantic haste! But what a sight awaited h!ml The strong yoke of steers. Which ho prized so highly were lying dead upoa the floor, stricken down by the ter rible bolt, while the hay in the mow was all ablaze. "Too late, too late!" groaned Reu ben in despiir. As he saw the flames making such terrific headway he bethought him of the house. "Get buckets and fill them with water. Hand them to me on the shed. The barn must go, but we will do what we can to save the house. Like heroes the two men worked, yet despite their utmost efforts the woodshed became ignited. By this time the neighbors began to arrive, and heartily lent their assist ance. Back they were driven, foot by foot, until, when the fire bad gained the rear part of the homestead, the brave yeoman made a determined stand, and as the wind, which had accompanied the squall died away, their labors began to prove effectual, and a hearty cheer went up from the throng as they saw thay USLJiiej were enabled to hold the devouring element in cheek. But as the fire became extinguished what a rueful sight was presented! True, a goodly portion of the house was tenable, but the kitchen was gone, leaving the huge, old-fashioned chimney standing alone, supported by I few charred timbers. The friendly villagers offered what assistance lay in their power to make the unfortunate family comfortable, and the Bemis household were urged by several to take upthelr abode witb lome of the neighbors. This, they were disinclined to do, there lieing rooms enough left in the old rambling structure which could be rendered habitable. . That eveninir as Reuben stood con templating tne scene of devastation he felt a gentle touch on his shoulder, and turning he saw Mr. Stewart standing beside him. i "I am very sorrv for your loss, my friend," said the rich man, "for you can ill afford to bear it Believe me, I do not wish to take advantage of your misfortune, but the offer which I made you a few days since still holds good. I care not for the buildings. If the projierty became mine I should ar them down anyway." "I cannot, sir. I cannot sell even what remains," replied Rueben an he fairly sobbed in his grief. Then you must allow me to assist you in your distress, for I am sure that you need some help," and kind hearted Mr. Stewart pressed a bank bill into the hand of the young farmer, turned quickly, sprang into his buggy and drove rapidly off. When Reuben recovered himself sutllciently to note what he held, he saw that his generous neighbor had left with him a hundred dollar bank note. Mechanically he walked toward what remained of the house and en tered the apartment in which iis mother and sister were seated and carelessly tossed the money into the ap of his parent. "What does this mean, my son? Where did you get it?" quickly in quired the widow. "Mr. Stewart pressed it upon me, a moment ago." "Oh, how kind, how very kind!" exclaimed Mrs. Bemis gratefully, as the tears sprang into her eyes. "But, mother, he wants to buy the farm, and probably this act of his is simply an inducement for us to con sent to sell." "Why should we not, my boy?" "Because it was father's request that the place should not go out of the family." "True, true, I forgot," replied the mother with a sigh. Long that evening the little circle rlt, brooding over their misfortunes; but when Keuben went to his bed he had fully made up his mind to allow the last tract of land which had be longed to the gallant colonial Colonel to pass out of his hands. With the early morning sun the young farmer was astir, and though with no particular object in view he began to turn over the burned and blackened timbers that had formed a portion of the kitchen. The intense heatof the Are had displaced several bricks of the old chimney, and to his intense surprise Reuben saw what appeared to be an iron plate that had been covered by the masonry. Calling to the faithful Nathan to assist him, the two men began to throw aside bricks and mortar and soon laid bare a metal chest of no small dimensions. With considerable difficulty thej drew it forth frotu the place in which it had rested for several generations, and though it was still almost too hot to handle, they carried it to the yard and laid it upon the stone well curb. Reuben called his mother and sis ter, saying: "Come, come, see what we have found. This is the reason why Col. Bemis did not wish the homestcrd to pass out of the family." pointing tri umphantly to the iron box. With the aid of crowbars the lid was forced off, and there to the as tonished gaze of the lour spectators was revealed a large quantity of good English gold. In the midst of the top lajer ol coin was a small casket which Reuben quickly opened, it being provided with no lock, and therein found a piece of parchment on which wa written, "Fearing that the British macealn the day In the coming struggle, auT?veep the wealth which I possess away from my loved ones, I have converted such of my property as was poseible Into speeio. and have ac creted It on the south side ot the chimney of the homestead. "If it ia found after my death, know all men by these presents. I bequeath it to the heira of Reuben Bemis.' While the little group were staring at each other, and the treasure, in blank astonishment, Ir. Stewart drove into the yard and alighted. As his eyes rested upon the iron box he exclaimed, "What, Reuben, found a fortune at last in the old house?" "I think we have, sir, and best of all, it belongs to us," and tho young man placed the parchment in his neighbor's hand. When he had finished reading, Mr. Stewart slapped Reuben on the shoul der, and said, heartily: "My friend, I congratulate youl But now that you have come inta possession of that which was intended for you by your thoughtful ancestor, perhaps you will not refuse to sell me the bare land?" "Sir, I kept the place when n pov erty, out of respect for the requer t oT the man to whom this gold once be longed. Rather than sell, I would purchase from you and others the acres which my grandfathers were obliged to sell from time to time, and combine, once again, uyler one title the lands which formerly belonged to Reuben Bemis, the patriot" "My friend, "answered Mr. Stewart, "if such is your wish, and I honor you for it, you will not nd me as re luctant to trade as you have been. We will together, overhaul the old deeds, and every foot of my land which once belonged to the 6turdy Colonel, I will make over to you at the ap praised value. Will that be satis factory?" "Oh, yes, Indeed," replied the now wealthy farmer, "bui I will glay payjroujorthe lfflcroyemeDta," .- "Those improvements have been already assessed. Y'ou will pay no more than the land Is worth. " Reuben found little dtfflculty in buying back the fields and pastures that had once tielongcd in his family, for the ready cash was a great temptation to his townspeople, and ere the roads were blocked by the snow of the following winter, young Bemis was in posession of his own, and the broad acres which surrounded him were k.iown throughout that portion of tho old Bay State as Reuben's Farm. Yankee Blade. Caleb dulling. Caleb Cushing's deeisons, while a Justice of the Supreme Court of Massa chusetts, were the admiration of the bar; but lawyers wondered at his famil iarity with the reports, knowing that he had been long out of active prac tice. A writer in The Green Bag ex plains this familiarity by the state ment that Mr. dishing, on being a polnted to the lien -h, prepared him self by reading in nineteen days the fifty-seven volumes of Massachusetts reports. His habit, we are told, was to rpkd every book, pamphlet or peri odical that seemed likely to gratify lis intense thirst for knowledge. When Webster's Unabridtwd Dic tionary appeared, he read it through, word by word, and corrected some mistakes. He sought information from every source. "He would go into the street and ask information of theshabbiest negro, if in that way he could learn what ho wished to know," said one who was associated with him in Washington. He once asked an acquaintance in whose company he happened to be what name was given to the part left after a check had been torn from a check-book. The gentlemen could not imform him. A few days after he received a letter from Mr. Cush Ing with the single word "Stub," Trivial as the question seemed, he uld not rest until it was answered. "It was not easy to stay a topic of which he was ingnorant," says the writer already quoted. "I took tea with him at the house of his niece not long before he died, and during the conversation he turned to a niece ana said, 'Margaret, 1 see the ladies are to wear so-and so the coming sea son,' giving In detail the new fash ions." Mr. Cushing excelled as a linguist, and was said to be able to converse with all the foreign ministers at Washington in their own tongue. It is also stated that as our Commis sioner in China, he negotiated the first treaty without the aid of an in terpreter. Industry, retentive memory and a methodical habit made him a linguist and what Bacrj -alls "a full man." He was as .oJuxlieal in arranging his time as ib classifying his papers. In his office every pajier was in its place, and daring the day every hour had its duty or work. A Washington real estate man, wishing to show Mr. Cushing a piece of property, was told to call at 5 o'clock in the morning. "The man was not accustomed to such early hours, but was advised by one who knew Mr. Cushing to be prompt. As he drove to the door at the apiKiinted time, Mr. Cushing was "on the steps." He toiled all day, studied far into the night, and never seemed to know fatigue. "I never," says the writer in The Green Bag, "went by his house at Newburyport, when he was at home, no matter how late, that 1 did not see a light in iiis room, and it was known to be his habit to work till after midnight, then throw him self on a lounge for a few hours' rest, and at daylight resume his labors." WHY SOME WOMEN DO MOT MARRY. j We are wont to pity the woman who enters as stepmother into a family of children, more or less grown, "ready made families" beiog regarded in a very unfavorable light, snys a contrib utor to J.rifturt I four. Advice, if not condolence, comes from all quarters, aod the changes are ten to ono that tho poor prosjiective bride,. is so distraught with a'l that is fail to her, thut she is prepaired to douy promptly upon the spot, the time-honored statement, "in a multitude of counsellors there is wis dom." She Amis, too, that the children to whom she is aliont to take a mother's place, have been carefn ly warned againht her, nntil any least authority she niny strive to enforce, is exnggera led into an evider. e of harshest tyranny. Truly, her path is not likely to be strewn with roses! As I have add, this woman receives the coudolence of a sympathizing world for her trying position, but there la yet one othe womr.n who needs our sympathy still more. This is the faith ful o'tlest dniifMrr of a large family of children. Who washes Tommy's face? Sister Mary! Who rnno to open tho door for Baby Belle? Sister Mary! Who rocks the baby, tias Willie's shoe strings, combs Alice's hair, helps Mother witb the washing, ironing, linking and cooking but Alary, the ubiquitous Mary? Mother cannot do everything, and someone must help. who then fO naturally as Mary? To her credit lie it fsid, Mary seldom growls, taking things as a matter of course, and really seeing no way ont of it. She has been brought up in this way, and ever since she was four years old, herself a mere hnby, and could Kit besi e Baby num er two and pick up its rattle, she bs walked in the same rot, helping all around her. i-'he will m-tke a splendid wife," say the neighbors a Imirin Jy. "So handy, and has had such expedience! It's a good thing for her. She would lmve it to learn some time and now tho knows it a'l." Ah yes! bat there is another side. Mary "knows it all," but where is her young girlhood with all its pretty fancies and innocent follies? Past, long ago! and she puis self from her forever, and gives to the aged parents the care she has so long bestowed up on the little flock. A new Irish celebrity is Miss Maud Oonne, who has recently been lectutring in France on the "Wrongs of Ireland."' She Is an ardent Home-Ruler, twenty six years old, tall, beautiful and eloqu ent. To Lady Brooke, the noted Envlish beauty. Is due the founding cf a fchool of needlework for poor girls rie.tr Eae ton in the midst of a poor agricultural district. The school has ueeo very suc cessful. The foreign demand for American paper is steadily growing. PERSUASION. "Meat," it has beeu well said by the butcher who furnished Ruth Pinch with the steak for her celebrated pud ding, "should be humored, not drove;" and there in much trut h iu this asser tion, which may be antly applied to many cither things besides meat. The art of humoring is a great one, the ao qnisition of which is byno means easy, but it will well repay a careful study; nud time so spent ran never be wasted. Men ag well as meaf, object to be'Mrove"; it aunoys and irritates them, and ex cites every angry passion they (lossessto such a pi cli that they become al together intractable and extremely un pleasant to live with. 1 .ot us learn how to humor them then, for thus only cn they ever be brought to proceed contentedly in the way that they should go, and thus only cau dom 'stio p. ace lie maintained. Much discomfort and unpleasantness would be avoided if people would only realize the power of jieranasion, and seek to lead rather than drive. We all kuow the wonderful persuasive force that lurks in the common and familiar carrot Suspend it a short distance before the nose of an obstinate and un willing donkey, and he will quicken his steps at ono , though the most liberal allowance of blows showered upon his t hick skin have been powerless to make him budge an inch; for yonr respecta ble donkey feels that a certidu amount of persuasion is due to liiiix. He, like the meat, must be "humor d, not drove." And there are a great many men who share this characteristic of the bumble ass ay, and some women too. They will do much for their carrot; but blows merely spoil their temper, without mending their pace. They turn sulky beneath the stick; it is the toothsome, plessaut carrot that makes them prick np their long ears, and give voice to their agreeable emot.ons in a loud and jubilant bray. Of course the favored vegetable is not of precisely the snme flavor in all cases; some take to one carrot and some toauother; but, whatever may lie the particular form it assumes, the persuasive force is always there, and it is in that persuasive force that the true soret of success lies. The semblance of Wealth dangled before the nose of one of our fellow-men will sometimes work wonders, and so will the image of fame, or a in iration, ot fine clothes; aay cnrr.it will do, in fact, so long as it is the particular div'ikey whom it is desirable to influence. Let that once lie chosen judiciously, and with due regard to individual taste and pecnliarity of circumstance, and the accelerated pace of the intelligent aniruid may lie considered a foregone conclusion. Now surely this is a far better means of obtniuiug our object tliun the brntally inartistic one of beat ing the poor beast with a thick stick, and lavishing harsh epithets apon him. Very likely those epithets may be no more than his due; but, for all that, it is a pity to use th ;m, since it is more than probable that they will serve no good or useful purpose, but milier defeat their own object. Pkksi'asion should not be over-gar-rnloiis; in the multitude of words there is confusion, but not conviction; and mere reiteration may weary, bni can never couvince. Those who understand the art of humoiing will avoid useless reiteration; aud seek rather to subdue the fortress gradual ly, gaining gronud by a' most imper ceptible dt i,Tees, than to carry it by assault and a w Id storm of words. Persuasion is never loud and nggres sive, but sneuks gentl-, nn.l ever in a lot' we!!-modiilaled voice. What she tnisis reasouablo and to the point; she does not argue that would be little likely to serve her purpose; but she presents the desired end to those whom sli? wishes to influence in a form which is likely to attract them, and thut gains her object without appearing to have any particular object to gain. '1 he highest art of persua-iou is at tained when we indu e a person to adopt our views, while all the time he is under the impression that we are adopting his; then onr snccoss is as sured, for he will support his new con vietions vigorously, under the fixed idea that they ure very old ones, and he is honorably bound to maiutain them. This at once puts things on a firm ami pleasant foundation, snd saves us from incurring! he ilisngreeable cousequeueei that nre apt to follow on a too artlesi attempt to convert others to onr own way of tliiuking. For here, again, men should bo "humored, not drove," and aliove nil tho.v should be carefully kept from all knowledge that they are lie ing either "humored or drove," for any such suspicion at once excites a very unreasonable displeasure in th j m mly c ind, aud by no means U nds to i he promotion of peace in the domes tic circle. Yks, the art of persuasion is a groat one, aud it well deserves a carefnl study; those who have thoroughly mas tered it are few in nniuber, but their power is greut, and they exert a mighty lull .ence over the miuds of men. They exeit it, it may lie, unconsciously, for in some coses this art, like those ol reading and writing, "comes by nature; but whether employed cousjio.isly or unconsciously, the result is the same, and those who possess it have much to answer for if they use their power for any but good and worthy objects. To liersuado to good is a moRt honor able work, but woe betide ill-advise I persons who degrade their art and themselves by striving to persuade to evil! Truly they will have much to re proach themselves with some day, and the hour of reckoning is likely to prove a heavy one for then. THE THREE TROUBLES. A clever and charming old lady at a fashonable resort, said to her pro ip ol girl admirers, gathered for a talk: 'My dears, you wonder that nolh ing ever seems to annoy me. Some people, you know, have their troubles three times (I used to have, first in auticipation, next in experiencing real ity, and lastly in "li.nug it ill over again." Bat 1 have made up my mind that to have trouble onoe is enough. I prefer variety, yon see. So aow I wait till the disaster befalls; then I thluk about it as little as possible, unless I can see some way to remedy, a ,d I forget it as soon as I can. "I have found ont that it isn't really worth while to be dinnrlied, especially by an occurence thut canuut b helped. Thns I escape two-thirds the worry that I would otherwise have. ' Cltri tian Ufmetver. JttLiA E. Bi't.kley, principal of the Plainfield public school system, hai been appointed Dean of te Women's College of the new Univ irsity of Chica go. She is a woman of remarkable exeotitive ability, a writer on ednc-i-tiona! subjects, and has trrvnlled in tensively in this country and abroa '. SPRING IN THE COUNTRY. 'To what fhall I compare ttf It has a glory and nauirht rise ran share It : Thethnnirtit thereof la ao-Iu', fweetand holy I Chafing- away all worldling aud folly." "The world is growing old," fays the poet, but it is a hale, old age aud every Spriug it renews its youth and rejoices in it as in ancieut times when young Cain and Abel played among the bud diug trees and picked the t nder flow ers of the Autedelurian Spring. The maple trees aro peudoious with their scarlet and o angd tinsels; the sod is moist and sends forth a fresh odor; the blue birds and robins have set np an Academy of Music in the o ik trees and the fruit trees are putting forth their bronze green buds, 'J lie frogs are croaking iu tin ir marshes and the evening air is fall of their weird revelry. The garden beds have had their coverings raked away and our early bulbs are blossoming while we prepare an I sow the seeds for later blooming. We look forward aud see in anticipation, our windows cov red with morning-glories, sweet-p. as, "on tiptoe for a flight," piidmi-s and pinks, roses and lilies all abloom and our houses fragrant with bouquets. But before this we have work to do; seeds must be sowed, aud garden lieds made and window-bo.es and cold frames made ready. Happy they who are be forehand with the season: who have studied their catalogues and have their , , . . .1. , n..;.. .- i 1 orders off to the florists in good time, while the manner of planting is al planned on paper and only the digging and sowing needs to be done, as the bnsy spring work eomes on. FLOWER NOTES. Encourage the children to have their gardens either for pleasure or profit. The little ones may be kept out of mis chief many hours with their little gar den tools, while the older ones may be Kept away Irora the street and earn tliAir own nocket niflnAT hv a small in vestment in vegeta le seeds, aud, iu- deed, the habits of thrift and industry are worth more than the money they may earn. a wuie-Bwaae a an see dov. savs 17cA- Afagazine, bought five cents worth of potatoes and raised enongh at 50 cents a bushel to brgg him $l..r0, and he only got a small jot of seed for his money. He cut it in one-eye pieces, and after making the gronnd rich cul tivated it carefully, keeping the crop free from weeds and beetles. Another lioy showed his business faculty by carefully raising garden track on a small plot he was given the use of. He sold his produce a little at a time for a neat sum. These boys are thinkers. No danger that they will be poor farmers. A subscriber tells The Phila, Farm Journal how richly the purchase of two packets of flower seed was re warded the past season. One packet contained pansy seed. The resulting bloom was very brilliant, especially in the Spring, and was almost incess-int the whole Summer. The other packet contained chrysanthemum seed, of good stock, but mixed as to sorts. The variety and richness of coloring in the Octolier and November flowers were simply glorious. These little pleas ures, whioh anybody can have, con stitute what may be termed the real big dividends of life. A MOTHER'S CRLSADE. The inevitable lot of woman is, to offer for and with him to whom her life is united, either as wife, mother or daughter, whatever the tie of consan guinity may be. If we must share the consequences, have we no place in the conflict? Have we no "woman's rights" pressing upon us, far more important than those included in the usual ac ceptation of the term? Daily we are pained by disgrace and ruin where least expected. Dishone-ty seems an euidemio in every grade of society. Hope for the integrity of the genera tion to follow must rest with mothers and home influence, and onr respon sibility is greater than we comprehend in this matter; Let our "rights" be to teach our children from thetr cradles, lessons of honesty, pure and simple. "The little foxes spoil the vines," and w-e must be careful of trifling things. If our lioy tells us that the conductor failed to take his fare on the street-oar, we will not smile and siy, "You are so much in, then." We will show him hat he has availed himself of n con venience and benefit, upon which there is a fixed price, without paying for it. Next time he will offer the money be fore leaving the car, and will not forget the lesson in the future. This (only one of the many) illustrates how remiss we are in teaching the spirit of upright ness in minor things. It ia onr "right" to make a new diciionarr. calling things j by their names hereafter. Its vocab ! ulary will not lie polished and elegant; i but, nevertheless, truth will distinguish I it. An "embezzler" will be a thief, i and to "be short in accounts" will be written there "dixhoneat," j We will not teach them that "honesty is the best policy, ' but, rather, that dishonesty is utter ruin to the success and happiness of this life, and, in the "life to come, eternal condemnation." We will show them that lives withont foundation of self-denial and economy become, unawares, those of reckless expenditure aod extravagance; that habits formed in youth, if not in the direction of right, become relentless tyrants. We may be watchful, and Btrict in onr rules, for the guidance of onr bright boys, bnt our best safeguard is this platform of honor, instilled from infancy, and, once firmly fixed, the after character building for usefulChris tian manhood will be comparatively a labor of love, easy to accomplish. In this "mother's crusade" to win back the golden roees of oprightnets and honor, let there be no lack of volun teers. Table Talk. rbe Hottest Fart of th United States. One of the hottest regions in the United States is along the line of the Southern Pacific railroad in Arizona. I At Bagdad, in that territory, the thermometer has been known to stand i as high as 140 in the shade for days in succession. The ticket agent at . Bagdad says that he has seen the mercury standing at 123 on the coo! side of the depot building at mid night. There is only one time that you know exactly what a man is: when be is dead. I Considerable; annoyance is said to have been inflicted by the students of the University of Berlin upon Miss Gentry, the American girl who won the European Scholarship of tne As sociation of College Alumnsa, and who has been allowed to listen to lectures on mathematics in the Berlin University. CONSTANT. BT W. BOCK. I Five yon buck vour word apaln; M hv sliouM I liiihl It uohT Way sliotild I see you try In vain Tokeea plialited Vow! And soto-iluy F say ko 'd bye Itimiit reproach or tear. Wit hunt nil.- sob or III iter cry To tell that you were dear. And Just because my love has grown So whit more weak oreohl, 1 iimke no angry plant or moan Nor ie:ik of days of old ; But et 1 will not have you say, Hei-.'iutie I give no blame. That il you're weak anil false to-day. Hut I may be the same. Nut so. Together bound are we, h.'iiiid by a to'ldeii chain; No wo, Us you speak can set me free. Nor e ise my bitter patn. You need not t;.inK the love that grew Ami slienuthened day by day V llliin my trustlul heart for you, 1 now can cast away. And it It chance the world should be I'lifeelinx or unkind: Ml. ..Hi. I uekle fortune turn and flee. And leave you far behind: Sliniil.1 all y. ur Summer iriends depart. In eolii and proud disdain: My lore shall live safe in my heart, Miould you need It again. MR. JUSTWED'S FAIRY TALE. A scene of domestic bliss. Mr. and Mrs. Justed have settled down for a quiet evening at home. Mr. Justwed, in dressing-gown and slippers, is read- ,UK 1 " "2"a"J mr wed, in a bewitching tea-gown, is dreaming over a yellow-covered novel. tiaddenly she sighs, turns the book down in her lap, and gazes into the grate. Mr. Justwed: "What's the matter, little one'" Mrs. Justwed (with cad thoughtful ness) : "Have you read many of Balzac's works, Tom?" Mr. Justwed: "Oh, a few. I was never much struck by his writing, though." Mrs. Justwed (still fad): "But he's admitted to lie one of the greatest j authors, isn t he? I Mr. Jnstwed: "Urn y-e-s he is one . of those fellows generally admitted to I Lave a remarkably keen knowledge of unman nature, i ueueve. Mrs. Justwed sighs heavily onoe more, aud suddenly buries her face in a cushion, sobbing wildly. Mr. Jnstwed (speaking tenderly to her back hair): "Why, my dear lit tle woman come, now, tell me what on earth is the matter with you.' Mrs. Justwed (still sobbing): "Oh Tom ! I want you to tell me your past." Mr. Justwed: "What? my oh, you're joking, Molliel Ha, ha, ha! What do yon mean?" Mrs. Justwed: "Well, I've been read ing this-book of Balzac's, and I jnst came to this passage listen: 'If every girl knew the post of the man she was about to marry, many a bride would leave her Lus'iand even at the altar rail. " Mr. Jnstwed: "But, my dear girl, you don't mean to say that you allow that rancid French nonsense to make any impression on you. Why, my darling, I have no 'pust.' You .-.re my past, present, and future! I never loved till I met you, and that was two years after 1 left college. You are the only woman I ever lo " Mrs. Jnstwed (stopping him with a tearfully withering look): "Oh, Tom, that's all very well; all husbands say that, but (sobs) I am a child no longer. We have been married two whole months, aud yon might (sob) at least (sob) trust me- -(sob) that much!" Mr. Justwed: "Oh, do oonfonnd it! You know, Mollie, that's a little too much. Do you want me to invent a story for you?" Mrs. Jnstwed (with symptons of hys teria;:" You admitted that Balzac had a keen knowledge of human nature, and now yon " (sobs . Mr. Jnstwed (seeing no way outof it): "Mollie, I am surprised at yon. I had no idea that my wife was the kind of a girl that likes to pry and peer into matters that but, since yon insist npou it " Mrs. Justwed: "Oh, I knew yon wonld tell mo, Tom!" Mr. Justwed (hypocritically): "IfmJ taking np this old love of mine makes you suffer, yon have only yourself to blame; remember that, Mollie. It ia a subject that I thongbt wonld never again rise to torture me." (He brushes bis eyes with his handkerchief, whilst Mrs. Jnstwed brightens up and seats herself at his knee.) Mrs Jnstwed: "No matter how I suffer, Tom. I should prefer to know all." Mr. Jnstwed: "All?" Mrs. Justwed (with a gisn): "Yes, all!" Mr. Jnatwed (shading Lis face from tho 1 ghtl: "Well, Mollie, my first love was the great love of my life." Mrs. Justwed (feverishly): "Yes. Go on!" Mr. Justwed: "She was a fair trust ing girl, who believed iu me implicitly loved me " Mrs. Justwed: "Yes." Mr. Jnstwed: "Devotedlv!" Mrs. Justwed: "Oh, Tom!" Mr. Justwed: (cruelly): "Yes; she was content to believe my word, and take me on trust without tearing open old wounds and Mrs. Justwed: "Was she pretty, Tom?" Mr. Jnstwed I enthusiastically): "She was beautiful! Heart and soul like to her angel's face." I Business of hand kerchief to eyes.) '-Ah, Mollie, you don't know how it grieves me to speait of her!" Mrs. Jnstwod fin a hoarse whisper): "And did you did you love her?" Mr. Justwed: "Passionately I" Mrs. Justwed: "And what happened to her?" Mr. Justwed slghlngj: "Poor girll she married." Mrs. Jnstwed (moving farther away): "And do you ever see her now?" Mr. Jnstwed: "Freq lently." Mrs. Jnstwed (throwing herself tras- ' icauy on her knees, and burying her ' head on 1 is shoulder l: "Oh, Tom! promise me you will never never I Oh. give her up for my sake, Tom!" Mr. Justwed: "But you do not think of her feelings at all, Mollie." I Mrs. Justwed: "The wretchl Have yon her picture?" Mr. Justwed: ' Yes; here on the in side cover of my watch. See." Mrs. Justwed (smiling tbrosgh het tears): "Why, this is " Mr. Justwed: "The dearest girl in the world!" Mrs. Justwed fungramatically, bnt with a world of meaning): "Me!" Mr. JuatvsX-d: '-My first and only love!" (Grand tableau, not necessarily for publication, with Mr. Justwed chnckling over Lis wife's shoulder to think that he has got out ot this scrape so easily. The Salvation Army colted in Finland. tt being boy NEWS IN BRIEf. I Europe uses 03,0iO,000 Batches auy. Norway has a waterproof paper church. Anchors were invented by the Tus. lans. The Persiaus shave themselves as a jigu cf moi.r.jiiiij. Australia had 233 free libraries In 18WS. At Kinegan, Alaska, they receive only one mad a ear. A hive of 5000 Ues will produce About 50 pounds of honey annually. Lower California is part of the Be public of Mi x co. Giraffes command In tue market from Sl'oOO t $0000 a piece. Of the 32 ducal and princely fami lies established by Napoleon I. 14 are extinct. Danville, Ind., has a cat which rings the bell whenever she wants to be acquitted to the house. Weaving was practiced in China more than 1000 years before it was known elsewhere. A Biddeford Me. Qiherman caught a lobster mat weighed 28 pounds. He seni it to New York. Our humbug" comes from the Italian "vomo biujiarJo,' meaning much the same thing. The word plantagenet means "broom plant;' yet Mr. Broome of Berlin, Germany was named Planlage net, Broome. The cost of lighting the Columbia Exhibition vi ill exceed by ten times the cost for the t ame service at the Paris Exposition. The tiansvaal Government In Africa intends to utilize convict labor by hiring the long sentence whita men for worK in the gold mines. A wild grape vine was cut down in Iowa that had a trunk fifteen Inches in circumference one foot above ground. Utah was the early home ot the powerful tribe ot Uts Indians, an-1 It la from them that the Territory takes its name. There Is a cat in Biddeford, Me., that drinks coffee every morning with the family, perferriug tiiat beverage to milk. It is claimed that the pheasint ot the English preserves can trace its ped. lgree directly to the biillianlblrd of the same species in Japan. A hundred and twenty-seven years Ago England seized the first eight bales of cotton rai.-ed in the South and declared its production thould cease. The speaker of the British House of Commons receives a salary of $J5,000 ayeir, and when he retires he Is raised to the peerage with an annua) pension ot J'20,000. In California the coyote has found a friend. The horticulturist there wishes them protected because thej catch the hares and squirrels which depredate on their crop?. A little girl iu Tarkersburg, W. Va., recently kept a four-ind-a-half-foot catamount in a tree for over an hour by vigorously beating the bushes beneath, while her two big brother. ran home for help. In Birmingham England, there re cently died a detective named Black, who had In his 1 fe discovered over 3009 criminals, and at a race real Rugby be once arrested eight pick pjeke's in 35 minutes. The Pai k Commissioners of Buffalo. N. Y., have been compelled to kill eight peacocks whose harsh cries kept babiea and nervous people awake. The French soldiers have lately been engaged iu an extensive series of experiments with bicycles. That ma chine has now taken its place as an ap pliance of war. Jack Iivln is a Kentuckian ot Glover's Mill, who iu thirty-six years has not swallowed a drop of water. He drinks only tea, coffee and milk, and hai passed his eightieth yf ar. Fifteen thousand larks h ive bee n netted-and slaughtered lu England In two days, between New Haven and Brighton, for the Loudoc game shops. It is said that the biggest organ in the world, at Sydney, New South Wales, has such great vibratory power that It cannot be used to its uttermott for fear of injuring the building. A man who died ia Cincinnati Ouio, recently, it is said, had not a single hard substance in his body which wou'd indicate that he posse tsed such a thing as a bone. Even his skull was ol about the same consistency as Indu rubber. The ruling sensation in London, England, at present, is the extraordin ary leap made by a man named Milraiu Nigg, who jumps 205 feet tiom the top of the Aquarium and lands on 1. feet on the bare floor. He wears the enc tume of an American Indian, aud hi- rapid descent is broken by some patent arrangement invisible to the audi ence. The British army mainly aroe lu the reign ot Cliailes II. iu 1GGI, in consequence of the extinction of feudal tenures. The first five regiments ' British infantry were established lie tween 1033 and ItiSo. James II. estab lished several legiuieuls of dragojtt guards (1635-8). The celling of the entrance hall ot (he Imperial Museum of Art at Vienna, Austria, la covered with one immeuse painting' by Munkacsy. The canvas on which this was painted w..s a single immense sheet, woven expressly for tlio purpose, and eo large that a 8oUl building had to be constructed for tlio dtudio in which It was painted. A whale which was captured in the Arctic Ocean recently was found t have a harpoon in his body which be longed to a whaling v.ssel which ha I been out of service more than filty rears. Dr. Carolink Bert ixon has re ceived the first appointment of the kind made in France in lieing given the position of visiting physician to the most important college for girls in Paris the Lycee Racine. Mr. Joseph Francis, the founder ol the United States Life-Saving Servioe, Ib ninety years old, and is writing his utobiography. It has been said that Queen Victoria ;s the only person now living who knew Sir Walter Scott personally. The Minister of Education in Ger tnany has passed a decree that the def inite engagement of a schoolmistress aeases at the end of the school year in rhioh she marries.
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