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The Hot Season.
BY DR. O. W. HOLMES.
The folks, that on the first of May
Wore winter-coats and hose,
Began to say, the first of June,
" Good Lord I how hot it grows."
At last two Fahrenheits blew up, - ' ' '
And killed two children small,
And one barometer shot dead
A tutor with its ball !
Now all day long the locusts sang . .
Among the leafless trees ;
Three new hotels wrapped inside out, :j ,
The pumps could only wheeze ; ?
And ripe old wine that twenty years v
Had cobwebbed o'er in vain,
Came spouting through the rotten corks,
Like Joly's best Champagne.
The Worcester locomotives did
TJieii trip in half an hour !
The Lowell cars ran forty miles
Before they checked the power;
Roll brimstone soon became a drug,
And loco-focos fell ; . -,
All asked for ice, but everywhere
Saltpetre was to sell.
Plump men of mornings ordered-tights,
But, ere the scorching noons,
Their candle-moulds had grown as loose
As Cossack pantaloons !
The dogs ran mad men could not try.
If water they would choose ; r ' '
A horse fell dead he only left
Four red-hot rusty shoes
But soon the people could not bear''
The slightest hint of fire ; -
Allusions to caloric drew
A flood of savage ire : , tl - ?
The leaves on heat were all torn-outi ;i. -
From every book at school,- .
And many blackguards kicked and car&dV
Because they said "Keep cool L"
The gas-light companies were mobbed,
The bakers all were shot,
The penny press began to talk
Of lynching Dr. Nott .; . ...
And all about the warehouse steps - r
Were angry men in droves
Crashing and splintering througfothe doors
To smash the patent stoves:! ' :
The abolition men and maids
Were tanned to such a hue,' " . j
You scarce could tell them from.their'friends
Unless their eyes were blue, ;
And, when I left, society '3
Had burst its ancient guards,
And Brattle street and Temple Place
Were interchanging cards!
Protest1 a
Accommodation notes &78 sometimes given as a
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pete means of raising the T"d at least, inu
pas the case of one which was se?t a lew" cays ago
Io one nf nnr nntor;fl0 rnr nntip nf i.bn-Dav?nent.
I w wua Wdl. 1U3 1 IV A
Happening to know the drawer, the worthy of&
I called upon him in person. The formed see
H him approach- his residence, met 'him -at the
pr and welcomed .him in.
'I am glad to see you. Mr,,.r- ?
So am I you.' replied the officer ; 1 fliave a
Re of youra sent me for pjotest.' ' f -
Ah ! very well, do vou eet anything- for the
' Certainly, I cat one'dollar.and'thirtv-seven and
if Vnn An not nnv lliA nnt nmv '
'Indeed! WeilLl'm elad .somebody" sets paid
I'Jf; for" wRnn'ilVoai'e it I did nnt AvnArt nnv
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uoaT ever :tb;get accent for it, fori :haren't a dol
ar in tVio j-
The
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ftubuoue. Iowa, u i A r'nnlnins'foUr thousand
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The Stream of Bcatli.
BY E. W. CANNING.
There is a stream, whose narrow tide,,
The known and unknown jyorlds divide-.
Where all must go j
Its waiveless waters, dark and deep
Mid sullen silence downward sweepi
With moanless flow.
I saw where, at the dreary flood, v
A smiling infant prattling stood,
Vhose hour had come ;
Untaught of ill, it neared the tide,
Sbnk as to cradled rest; and died,
Like going home.
Followed with languid eye, anon
A youth, diseased, and pale, and wan ;
And there alone,
He gazed upon the leaden stream
And feared to plungeI heard a scream,
And he was gone.
Arid then a form in manhood's strength,
Came bustling on, till there, at length,
He saw life's bound.
He shrunk and raised the bitter prayer
Tod late his shriek of wild despair
The waters drown&d.
Nest stood upon that surgeless shore,
A being bowed with many a score
Of toilsome years.
Earth-bound and sad he left the banjc,
Back turned his dimming eye, and rank
Ah, full of fears:
How bitter rfiust thy waters be';
0 Death ! How hard a thing, ah nie f
It is tb die l
. ' I mused-when.to that stream a'gainf .
Another child of mortal men,
With smiles drew nigh' !
" 'Tis the last pang," he calmly said ;
" To me, O Death, thou hast no dread :
Saviour, I come !
Spread but thine arms on yonder shbre
I see ! ye waters, bear me o'er !
There is my home !"
The Prayer of Habakkuk.
It is said of Dr. Franklin, that during his long
residence in Paris, being invited to a party of the
nobility, where most of the court and courtiers
were present, .he produced a great sensation by
bne of his bold movements, and gained great ap
plause for his ingenuity.
According to the custom of thg age and country,
the nobles, after the usual ceremonies of the even
ing were over, sat down to a free and promiscu
ous conversation. Christianity was" then the great
topic. The Church was always ridiculed and the
Bible was treated wlth'unsparing severity. Gf&w
ing warmer and warmer in their aafcastfc remarks,
one' great lord commanded, for a moment, univer
sal attention, by asserting in a round voice, that
the Bible waV riot only a piece of arrant deception,
but totally devoid of literary merit. Although the
entire c6npany of Frenchmen nodde'd' a hearty
assent to the sentence', Franklin gave no signs" of
approval. Being at that; time a court favorite'," his
companions coulrl not bear even a tacit reproof
from a man of hfs" weight and influence. They all
appealed to him f6r his opinion.
Franklin,-in one of his peculiar ways' replied,
that he was hafdly prepared to give them a suita
ble ansWer, as his mind had been running on the
merits of a new boolr of rare excellence which he
had just fallen in with at one of the city book
stores ; and as they had pleased to make allusion
to the literary character of the Bible, perhaps it
might interest them to compare with that1 old Vol
ume the merits of his new prize. If so, he would'
read them a short section. All were eager to have
the Doctor read a portfdri of his raVe book. In a
very grave and sincere manner, he took an old
book from his coat pocket, and with propriety of
utterance read to them a poem.
The poem had -its' effect. The admiring- listen
ers pronounced it the best they had ever' heard1
read. " That is pretty,"saTd one. " That is sub
limity," said another. " It has not its superi6r fn
the world,'' wa"s tlie unanimous opinion- They
all wished to know the name of the new work, and''
whe?her that was a specimen of its" contents.
" CertaMly gentlemen," said1 the Doctor, smiling
at hi$ triun?ph, "my book" is full of such passages.
It is no the.r Juan your good-for-nothing BibMe ;
and I have rsad, itf you the prayer of the "prophet'
Habakkuk.
Lelfcvery readerarn wisdom from this inci
dent; and learn to appreciate the unequalled sub
limities df the gible.
ID3' When a stranger treats me with a want 6f
respect said a poor philosopher' I comfort my
self that he slight butt my1 my old and shabby coat
.and shabby hat, which, to say theruth, have no
particular claim fo,admira,tion ! So,' if ray' Hat and
,coat choose urfref about it,- let them but it is.
nothing t'o me
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Fiora Peterson's Magazine.
tffakiug a cook Impression.
BY ANNA WILMOT.
Sarah Matilda Ellen Jones was very desir
ous of making a favorable impression on the
mind of a certain young Doctor Jackson, who
had recently moved into the village of Flower
dale, and of whom report said many Arte things;
as that he wai a man of elegant appearance,
finished education, single; connected with a
highly respectable family, and moreover, worth
something handsome.
The girls of Flowerdale were as a matter of
course all by the ears -wo don't mean quarrel
ling about Doctor. Jackson. Fanny Tiller,
Jane Herbert, and Florence Wilbur, particular
friends of Sarah Matilda's had already beeii in
troduced to the young physician, and iheir re
port was of a decided character. , Fanny aaid
he was the most agreeable person she ever
met ; Jane was in raptures with his person
such splendid eyes and teeth such a figure
such a carriage and Florence laughingly de
clared him to be a perfect beau ideal in every
thing. Sarah Matilda Ellen Jones was the daughter
of Jeremiah Jones, a very excellent man, whose
" profession," as Sarah called it, was that of
saddle and harness maker. He was not rich ;
neither was he poor. By industry he had been
able to accumulate enough to buy himself a
comfortable dwelling, and also to build half a
dozen houses, the annual income from which
did not fall far short of a thousand dollars.
His business, to which he devoted himself with
commendable industry, yielded him a few hun
dred dollars above his expenses every year.
Mr. Jones was, therefore, in very comfortable
circumstances, and getting better off every day.
He was a sensible roan, and his wife a sensi
ble woman in most of the affairs of life. They
gave their daughter, Sarah Matilda, a good ed
ucation, arid bad her accomplished in matters
of music, dancing, etc;, as. far as this could be
done during a year's sojourn at a boarding
school located near the capitol of the state.
From this boarding school the young lady
ha'd returned with a few notions on the subjects
of love and gentility in advance of those ordi
narily held in Flowerdale. All useful employ
ments she considered vulgar. In this view we
may be sure jtn'at she found very little sympathy
at home ; where in spile of her new and im-
4
prored ideas, she was compelled to take her
parrin' the doings of what had to be done, and
darn stockings,' mend the jackets and trowsers
of her brothers, and even peal potatoes and
turnips, or string the beans and shell the peas,
just as things turned up. All this was a seri-
ous gnet to oaran mainaa, ana a pumiiiaiion
of her feelings ;'.but Mr. srid Mrs. Jones were
people of the old school,' and it was no use for
the modern young lady to make a stand against
them. She understood ft very well,' and did
not commit so grea't a folly as to waste her fee-
lings in the, attempt.
in regara to love matters, n nappenea jnai
Sarah Matilda made the discovery, while in
the finishing school to which the had been
sent, that young ladies who expected to get
good husbands, must make themselves partic
ularly attractive to the young men. The pre
cise manner of doing this had not been laid
down :' but in eerieral way it was un'derstoocT
that tssteful dressing, agreeable conversation
and the exhibition' of" varied accomplishments,
were among the principal means to be employ
ed in winning' hearts. Sarah Matilda felt con
acious' ofber power, and only waited a good
opportunity for its dfsplay. fone had' been
presented until the arrival of Dr. Jackson ; for,
among tne ordinary village oeaux, mere was
riot' ode worth, in her estimation, the trouble
of winnirig, and, therefore she wasted no at
tractions upon them'.'
Dr. Jackson's appearance in the village,
however awakened the young heart of $arah
Matilda from its partial stupor, and she deter
mined, from the first, to make such an impres
sion upon him when theV did meet as would
place her, in his estimation, far in advance of
any dther young lady in Flowerdale.
Though rather provoking and inopportune
circumstances, several weeks elapsed from the
time Dr. Jackson opened his office befpre an
opportunity of meeting him occurred. The'oc
casion whicH at length presented i'taaif, was
that of a party at the house of a friend.
To prepare for this parity was'the business
of a vveek.. Sarali Matilda thought'of little else
thro' the day, and dreamed of nothing else
through th'e night. The greal question with
her was, how she should dress, no as to mafte
the pood impression she desired'. The diffi
culty Was to choose from among so manBty'les
presented, something unique, striking and ap
propriate. To aid iri the decision one of the
village dress makers was dailed in to Sarah
Matilda's council.. . ..
" F want something verp elegant," aaicT the
young lady 'In fact I must be the hello of
the evening, for I'm going to' set my cap for
Mr. Somebody, and wish to make a good im
pressioriV' .
The mantau maker sugge'sied firs.! one th'ng
and then another, but V no' M no'l 41 riot at
tractive enough"-' too. pjairij''-such like ob-i
jections met every proposal. Perceiving, how,
the young lady's views in the matter, the dress
maker fell in with them, and between the two
something really very striking, though not cost
ly (for plain Mr Jones had something io say in
tne matter j was got up. vA showy head dress,
with rosette's almost as large as cabbages, was
next selected, and a few more flowers anil bows
added to give it the right attraction.
The night of the party at length came. A
mohg the first who arrived was Sarah Matilda,
fcllen Jones) fully prepared to take the young
Doctor's heart by storm. She wore a flashy
muslin dresa, looped up at the sides and in
front with red flowers and rosettes. Her arms
were bare, and each wrist was .ornamented
with a bracelet ; one pf which she had borrow
ed from a young friend ; said young, friend ap
pearing in simple white, and witriout an orna
ment, except a few rose buds half hidden among
her jetty tresses. Fromfthjs friend Sarah Ma
tilda also borrowed a large cameo pin, and ta
pair of heavy ear-lings, both of which she now.
displayed. From some other source she had
been able to get a showy necklace, that had
hot before glittered in the light of a gay party
for years. As to her head dress we will np
venture a description. Language would fall
to present it to the mind's eye.
All ready to make -a decided and lasting im
pression, Sarah Matilda came to the party.
Her modest friend, a portion of whose jewelry
she was now exhibiting, appeared, as had
been said,.. in simple white. Her name was
Florence Wilbur. Sarah felt a little sorry for
her; when she saw the plainness of her attire,
and felt some touches of compunction at having
robbed, as she, mentally,. termed it., Florence
sat down by Sarah's side, and nothing could
have been in stronger contrast than the appear
ance they made. .......
As guest after guost arrived, Sarah itf atilda
marked them with quick eyes ; and her grati
fication was extreme1on finding, after the rooms
were nearly filled, that she was. indeed thb bel
le . of the evening, and the observed of.all ob
servers. Compared with, her every other girl
was a mere drab so she thought and .not
dressed well enough to go to church, much
leBs appear at a party.
" I haven't seen the doctor yet !" Sarah Ma
tilda whispered to Florence, who sat still by
her side. "1 wonder if he isn't coming ?"
" There he is," replied Florence, glancing
towards the other end of the room.
"Where !" eagerly inquired Sarah.
"He is talking with Mr. VVayJand."
" Indeed ! Is that him ? Qh ! what an ele
gant young man !" And ?he fixed her eyes lan
guishing upon the doctor, who was look'ing
steadily at her. In a few minutes he came
across the. roorn and spoke to Florence, who
introduced him to Sarah Matilda". The fatter
blushed,' sjmpered.,' looked interesting or tried
to and then made an attack upon the young,
doctor's heart, by a display of her remarkable
educational superiority over all the girls in the
village. . For a time, Florence was thrown in
the shade. But that did not trouble her any,
iot sne naa not spugni tne ngnt ; ana was nap
py jn her own sweet thoughts.
Saralr Matijdajelt that. she had made a con
quest. .,.Dr. Jackson had surrenders J at ?once.
And she did not .wonder that such should have
been the case, all things taken intq the account.
Attractions such as she presented, were not to.
6e met every day.
For half an hour she held" the doctor by the
force of her conversational ability, and then
let bun go, feeling that love's silken cords were
around him. , . ,
It was hoi very long afterward that, while
silling near the folding door of, the. parlor, sh
heard a voice, the sound of which her ear well
remembered, say ;
" For Heaven's sake Wiftia'ms, (ell me who
that lady is with the head dress and n'eclace ?
I don't see Her iust i
just now, but you k'no'w who I
mean V,'
" The milliner's show figure V
" Yes. The girl dressed like an" 6'pera dan
cer ; who talks like a book, though a shocking
bad. one." ,
" That lady is the facinatfng Mis ,Sarah
Matilda. 6llen Jones. This belle of Flower
dale. ,. Is it possible You haven't met her be
fore ? ,
' Never had that pleasure."
' She's a character." t.
" So, f find ,' though, I may say, not one
particularly suited to rhy fart'ey.' Bui there. is
one hero who pleases me w ondeffelf weir?"
" Ah'. Who is she r
That modest flower dropping over the bookj
on the centre-table."
" Florence Wilbur."
" fes," 4 , .
"'Florence is a charming girl. Though ra'ih-
er retiring 1 hare sometimes -'thought, rf she
ever wins a heart, it will .not be th't'oujih desiin.
She is' innocent ofjhat."
" I can well believe vou. Though I would
hardly like to say as much for the fascinating
Sarah Matilda Ellen, what do you call her?"
Sarah Matilda heard no more, for the con
versation between the two yrjuirg men ceased
at thai poitit, 4
No. 3.
Cotillions were formed srion after: but'Sai'
rah Matilda, was not to be found when the sets
were .made up. She Had retired in confusion
and at thejnoment when the dancers formed)
themselves on the floor, she was in the chamber
at home, with her finery scattered disorder-,
round her; and herself drowned in tears.
Nothing could have more astonished her
than the words pf the young men. The sneer
ing remarks of the elegant octor seemed, for
a few moments, as if ihey would drive h'er
mad. How she got out of the brilliantly lifl
ted parlors ; or how she found her way home':
she could scarcely tell. 3ut, Sarah Matilda
Ellen Jones was an altered girl from that time.
Scales had fallen from her eyqs and. she sav
every object around her in a new light. Sh?
had sought to make an impression, and had;
succeeded ; but it was ,a shocking bad impres
sion ; and of this ,sne was too fully sennible to'
permit a feeling of vanity or even self compla
cency to take possession of her mind.' She di4
no meet the doctor again for tvvo months ; and
thehi so, changed was she in her whole exteri
or and manner that he did hot know her. In the
meantime, he had commenced paying marked
attention tb Flbwrence, buta hint from a friend
that sKe was engaged, and the wedding day al
ready appointed, caused him to abandon all
designs in that quarter. On his second meeting
with Sarah Matilda, he found her really an in
teresting and rather intelligent girl, and ere he.
guessed who she really .was, had permitted
nimsen, to ieei an interest in her favor.
" Who is that young lady with whom 1 have
en chatting Y he inquired of a friend.
" That is. Miss Jones ?"
be
" What Miss Jones V .
"The daughter of old Jeremiah Jones,'., the
saddle and. harness maker. liave you forgot
ten the gay belle oT ihe party 1" ,
What! Miss Sarah Matilda Ellen Jones
" The same." s
" It can't be possible
"The young lady herself; though, frorn
some cause, wonderfully changed for the bet
ter." . ,
So much changed that I didn't know her.
Why as she shows herself now, she is quite?
a clever girl."
'! tier father and mother are sensible people
arid she ought,' therefore, to have a ground work;1
of good sense in her character. They spoi,lei
her by sending her off to a fashionable boarding
school."
A great many girls are spoiled in that way.1
" You may well oay that: But I am glad
this young damsel has seen her folly, if such1
be realy the case."
In spite of the half contempt Dr. Jackson
had felt for Miss Sarah Matilda', he now found
himsef really interested in her ; and as she
had received a hint in regard to his views and
feelings not soon to be forgotten, she permitted
herself to act out herself naturally, and dfd no"?
go a jot beyond this. The consequence was
that, after meeting her a few times in company;
the doctor made bold to call, on which occasion
no was more man ever pleased witn her, and
also pleased with the plain, sensible old gen
tleman, her falher.
.The more Sarah Matilda saw of Dr. JacksoriV
the more fully did she comprehend her mistake
at the party. He was" a clear-seeing, common'
sense kind of a man,' who read character a't a
glance, ancf ho more wanted a fine, artificial
lady for a wife than he did a fiery young colt
to carry htm about on his professional visits.
In acting out just what she was, aW retting
h'6r true character be seen, she ma'uV another kind,
of impression altogether from the one produced
on the doctor's mind. As her reaf self she, had'
power to win him, and she dTd win him. Long
ago they were married ; and since that happy
day, have enjoyed many a hearty laugh over the
recollection' of the first meeting at the' party.
Do Kingbirds eat Working Bees ?
The kingbird has been regarded as one of the
greatest enemies of the apiarian, in some situa
tions, from the fact that it is a devourer of bee's.
Wilson, the ornithologist, suggested that the bird
only picked out the drones, and never injured the
working bees. Some close' observers havd coma
to the same. One writer states' that t'o test the
matter, he killed a number of the bir'dsj and though
he fouri'd' many drones in their gfz'aards, he could
find no working bees in them. What has-been,
the observation' of oiners
Potatoes Mir,,, at tue Root. w
A correspondent of an exchange paper wants,to
;n.w if.djffnt Ends of potatoes will mix at the
root, it is we SUDno.se. a somewhat common iHoo
among. farmers, that different varieties of potatoes.
I i l 1 ' -w.. UV.U
Lif planted near each other, will intermix, so as to
produce ney Kinds, we are convinced the idea
is incofrectj We do not believe it is possible for
potatoes to mix in the tubers, any more than dif
ferent kinds of turnips to mix in the bulbs. No
one supposes such a mixture possible in regard'to
turnips, beets, or carrots. The different varieties
may mix, to be sure, but they must mix in the lion
som, and ihe seed produced by the blossoms con
taining such intermixture, must be planted Tnk 65
to obtain the new-variety thus originateU '