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THE SOUTHERN WORLD, MARCH 15,1882.
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Conducted by Aunt Fanny.
"The world, dour child, Is ns we take It, and
Lite, be sure, Is what we make it.”
DINA P POINTED.
BY UNCUS "CLARKE,”
Brick, bat! Brtrkety, bat!
A wooly dog and a little cat
Bat In the barn door, enjoying the ann.
Watching thefrehances to have some fun.
lay smiling on the ground, but in the center
of the table stood the old speckled rooster
and it was not hard to tell where every
strawberry and the last crumb of cake had
vanished. The cries of the little girls sopn
brought Maura Chloe to the rescue and Mr.
Speckle was driven out of the yard. Happily
not one piece of the pretty China tea-set was
broken, and the little girls were glad enough
that their dear dollies had esca]>ed safely,
when, ns May said, “old speckle might have
picked their eyes out, then they never could
have seen any more.” ’ F. F.
Rick, rous! Rickety, rons! >
A good-sized rat and very small mouse
Nat on the edge of the horse's manger,
Never giving a thought to danger.
“Bow-wow! Bow-wow-wow!”
Barked Mr. Dog to Pussy Meow;
“I’mgoing te catch that rat while you
Can have the mouse to make a stew."
“Meow-meow! Fisa! Scat!"
To the wooly dog replied the cat:
"Just give your.tall a gentle swing
When you're quite ready to make the spring."
Tweak, Twcaky! Tweakety. tweak!"
Nqueaked the rat to the mouse so weak:
“That wooly dog and little cot
Will try to catch us, I'm sure of that.”
“Kak.weak! Kokety, weak!”
Replied the mouse, in a fainter squeak;
"We’d better not wait for It to be tried;
Let’s Jump dow n now and run and hide.”
The wooly dog gave his tall a swing,
The little cat made a terrible spring;
The mouse disappeared through a hole in the floor.
The rat scampered out through the open door.
The doggy silently scratched his ear,
The pussy sighed und dropped u tear.
“It’s all your fault "said the dog In a huff,
“You cuts never move quickly enough.”
” 'Tls no such thing,” was pussy’s reply;
"I move as quick as the flash of an eye.
Your own lazy tall Is all to blame;
If It had wagged quicker, we’d have caught the
game.” —Young People.
The Dolltt' Lawn Party.
Loui had come over to spend the after
noon with May and had brought her dolls,
Kthelinda and Christabel. She found May
out under the old apple tree with her family,
consisting of Miranda, Julia Belle, Aramin-
ta and the rubber doll whom she had lately
christened Chloe, and who was now dressed
in a bright yellow dress with a flaming red
turban wound around her head and really,
personated very well, the somber ltued cook
who presided in mamma’s kitchen. Mamma
Chloe herself, was quite flattered by the
honor of having a namesake in May’s house
hold; and as May was an especial favorite of
hers, site was always reudy to furnish the
little cakes, etc., for May’s tea parties. “Oh
Loui,” suid May, "I am so glut! you have
come; we are going to have u lawn party,
and Mirandu was just saying that site
wished Kthelinda were here.” May had a
fashion of talking for her dolls, which came,
1 suppose, from playing alone with them so
mucii. She would often carry on u long con
versation with them, asking and answering
questions in a different tone of voice, until
any one hearing her, would be sure to think
there were four or five girls at least with her.
May and Loui then proceeded to finish
trimming the little tent play-house with
flowers and leaves until it looked like a
fairy’s home. They also made wreaths for
their heads and caught up their white aprons
with flowers here and there; then they said
they were ready, and the company, (ail im
aginary,) began to come and were received
with great cordiality by the little hostess and
her friend. Gaines of croquet and matches
at archery wereplayed with many imaginary
participants. The doll daughters were all
very well-behaved, and everything went off
in splendid style. At last May said it was
“time for ’freshments,” and going to the
kitchen she said, “Mamma Chloe will you be
kind enough to ’aist my girl, she is so young
and you are used to parties.” “Course I
will, honey,” said Chloe, displaying two
rows of ivory as ahe spoke. So the little
table in - the tent was spread with cake and
strawberries and lemonade. Then May dis
missed Mamma Cliloa saying, “My Chloe can
do very well now." At last they were all
seated at the table, each doll was helped to a
big strawberry and a tiny piece of cake and
all was going off nicely, when—hark! what
was that? A hand organ playing in front of
the house. The little girls forgot their party
and ran to the front gate.
It was a long time—not until the man
with his organ and the cute little monkey
perched on the top ot it, had gone down the
street and around the corner, did the two
little girls think of their supper-table. Then
they ran back to the tent, but what a sight met
their view. Had those demure, smiling
dolls eaten up all the strawberries? O, no.
There they all sat, still smiling, except Mi
randa, who had fallen out ot tier chair and
The GIrla in College.
Young women apjiear to be rapidly dem
onstrating their ability to master the higher
branches of learning. Dr. A. 8. Welch, presi
dent of the Slate Agricultural College of
Iowa, says there are fifty young ladies in the
institution, and that but little troublearises
from their intercourse with the young men.
The intellectual capacity of the sexes .ap
pear to be about equal. The best chemist
working in the laboratory is a girl of 17.
The girls do alj the housework, under the
superintendence of a matron and a general
housekeeper. President Tyler of the uni
versity of Michigan, where both sexes are
admitted, says the best Greek scholar in the
college is a young lady. A Kentucky girl
who is so tall that she is nicknamed “Long
Alba" is the best scholar in mathematics.
For the past fifteen years the professor of
mathematics has at each annual examina
tion given tlie same problem to solve, and
every class failed to solve it. The classes
have averaged one hundred members. At
the last examination, when the professor
asked the usual question. “Has anyone
solved the problem,” and expected the usual
answer, to his surprise "Long Alba” rose in
her seat and handed him a paper, saying she
had solved it. The professor expected to
find the work inaccurate, and was surprised
on seeing that the solution was correct save
one trifling error. Without specifying the
mistake he returned the paper for revision
and in a few minutes “Longa Alba” discov
ered and corrected the error.
What Iowa Girls Are Taught.
At the Iowa Agricultural College every
girl in the junior class has learned to make
good bread, weighing and measuring their
ingredients, mixing, kneading and baking
and regulating tier fire. Eacli has also been
taught to make yeast and to bake biscuits,
puddings, pies and cakes of various kinds;
how to cook and roast, broil u steak ami
make a cup of coffee; how to stuff and roast
a turkey, make oyster soup, prepare mate
rials for other soups, steam and mash pota
toes ao that they wilt melt in the mouth;
and, in short, to prepare a first class meal,
combining botli substantial and fancy dish
es, in good style. Theory and manual skill
have gone hand in hand.
Vast stores of learning have been accumu
lated in the arts of canning, preserving
and pickling fruits, and they have taken
practical lessons in the details of household
management, such as house furnishing, care
of beds and bedding, washing and ironing,
care of the sick etc. The girls we are in
formed, are also thoroughly grounded in sci
ence, mathematics and English literature.
If there is anything that challenges the un
limited respect and devotion of the mascu
line mind it is the ability in woman toman-
age well her own household.
OUR YOUNG POLKS* LETTER BOX.
Bowlino Gbein, Ky., Feb 14.
Dxab Aunt Fannie : This Is St. Valen
tines day and I am going to write you a let
ter for a valentine. I am a little boy nine
years old. I have two brothers, and a little
sister two years old. Her name Ib Violet,
and her eyes are as blue as any violets. I
have a dog named Jerry; sometimes he tries
to follow me to school and he always comes
to meet me when I come home. Last win
ter we had snow enough here to go coasting,
but this winter we had only rain.
Your Nephew (if you will
take roe.) BertieT.
Of course I will take you for a nephew
and all'the other little boys that will write
me as good a letter as you have.
Monboe, La. Feb., 10.
Dkab Aunt Fannie We commenced to
take The Southern World January 1st and
would not do without it for anything. I
have one brother and a little baby sister
who was a Christmas present to us. My
brother’s name is Robert. We do not go to
school but Aunt Belle teaches us at home.
Aunt Belle is mamma’s sister andjwo love her
very dearly. I have alittle white pony—my
very own—her name ia Pearl, and I enjoy
riding her very much. Robbie has a pony
too; he calls his Gyp.
Your loving niece.
isa G.
I think you are very fortunate in having
such a good auntie. You do not tell me
what baby’s name is. Write again and tell
me about some of your rides on pony Peurl.
Millview, Fla., Feb., 1, r >.
Dkab Aunt Fann:—You cannot imagine
liow much we all enjoy reading the South-
krn World. I like to read the letters so
much that I thought I would try and write
one. I am a little girl eleven years old and
although we have only lived In “the land of
Mowers” one year, yet t like it here very
much. Wd can have sonic kind of llowcrs
all the year round. I love flowers very muc|,
especially roses and I wish yon would give
me n list of best varictiesus papa lias prom
ised to get me some new roses this spring.
1 hope you will like me for a niece.
Bessie W.
You nre very welcome Bessie. If I knew
what roses you had already I could tell you
better what to get but will send a list of
nice ones and you can select those timt you
think you would like best.
Tea roses are my favorites as they are the
sweetest of all roses ; of these I would rec-
commend Alinr Sisley, a large dark red rose,
very sweet; Arch Duchess Isabelle, white,
shaded witli carmine; Bella, a pure snow
white; Boquet de Marie, a deep rose color,
veined with white; Due de Magenta, a pale
transparent sulmon, changing to fawn and
rosy pink; Oloirc.de Rosamond, a rich velvety
crimson; Hermnta, a rose color, one of the
best; Jean de Arc, a golden yellow; ('loth of
Gold, yellow and a good climber ; Oloire <le
Dejim, a rich creamy white rose and a
splendid climber; Janies Sprvnt, deep clierrv
red and a good climber.
Pontetoc, Miss., Feb., :25th.
Dear Aunt Fannie and Cousins : Here
I am knocking for admittance again. 1 am
not going lo school now, had to stop to Help
papa. I have been turning over turf, and
making fence. I reckon some of the little
cousins think it strange work fora girl, but
let me whisper that 1 urn a hoy. They all
laughed at me because cousin Sallie thought
that I was a girl. I have two nice little
calves, and a wagon, and I haul wood witli
them: now if some of you girls will come
to seo me I will give you a ride, for Ido
love to please the girls. 1 am going to plant
me an ucre of corn this year and try for the
prize offered ill the lost issue of the dear
World. Will some of my cousins bo so
kind us to write to me, if so, 1' will do my
utmost to be u good correspondent.
Lovingly,
Chilton Garret.
Glad to hear from Chilton who is a duti
ful son. Trust that lie will win the prize
for tlie best half acre of corn raised in the
South. Let us hear from you often.
Precision in Business Matters. — How
many misunderstandings arise from the
loose way in which business matters are
talked over, and then when each party puts
Hits own construction on the conversation,
the matter ia dismissed by eacli with the
words, “all right, a'l right.” Frequently it
turns out all wrong, and becomes u question
for lawyers and the courts. More than
three-fourths of the litigation of the country
would be saved, if people would put down
their agreements in writing and sign their
names to them. Each word in our (anguage
has its own particular meaning and mem
ory may, by 'he change of its position in u
sentence, convey an entirely different idea
from that intended. When once reduced to
writing, ideas are fixed, and expensive law
suits avoided.
Cioarrttes.—A very sad death occurred
a few weeks since. It was that of the son of
a prominent politician. A young man who
bad just attained his majority, highly edu
cated, polished, refined and with all the
advantages of wealth to make hia life happy
and prosperous; a young man blameless and
without fault—save one, that of cigarette-
smoking, and it was the one fault that was
the primary cause of Ills death.
A boy who had always refused to eat oat
meal, in spite of his mother's urging that it
was strengthening diet, suddenly surprised
her one morning by eating a liberal plate
ful and calling for more. Upon his mother
asking for an explanation be replied: "I am
bound to eat oatmeal until I am strong
enough to whip Jonny .Scott.”
“Happy is the man,” says Richter, "who
reverences all women because he tyrst learn
ed to worship ltU QWh mother,”
WE SHALL KNOW.
When Ihc mints have iziIImI In splendor
From (lie beauty of tlie hills,
Anil the sunshine, warm anil teiulnr,
Falla In ktsaea on the rills.
We may read love's shining letter.
In tile rainbow of tlies|iray;
We shall know eaeli oilier belter
When the mlats have cleared away.
We aliall know as we are known,
Nevermore to walk alone.
In tile dawnltiK of tho morning,
When the nilsta have eleared away.
If we err In (iiimaii blindness,
And lorgct'that wi< are dust,
If we iiilsa the law of kindness.
When we struggle to Iw Just,
snowy wings of is'iice shall cover
All the tialn that clouds our <lay,
When the weary watch la over,
And the mists have cleared away.
We shall know aa we are known*
Nevermore lo walk alone,
In the dawning of llie inornlng.
When the nilsta have cleared away.
When the ailvery mists have vailed us
From the fuce* id our own.
Oft we deem tliclr love hint fulled us.
And we tread our path alone;
We sliinild sis- them near and truly.
We ahoiild trust them dsy by day.
Neither love nor blame unduly.
If the mlata were cleared away.
We ahull know ua we are known,
Nevermore to walk alone,
In the duwnhig of the morning.
When the mists have eleared away.
When the mists have arisen above us.
As our Father kuowa hla own,
Face to fius- with those that love ua.
We ahull know aa we are known;
Isive beyond the orient meadows
Floata tlie golden fringe of day,
Heart to tieart we bide the shadows.
Tilt the mists have cleared away.
We shall know ns we are known,
. Nevermore to walk alone,
When the day of light la dawning.
And the mlata have cleared away.
Unseen lnllnenee.
Influence is one of the strong forces of
this world. All persons have in some period
of their lives, been conscious of its magic
power, and have yielded to its teachings.
Some seem to possess tlie will that iB easily
guided and directed by others. They seem
to be guided, while in reality they guide.
This unseen influence is the most powerful
und its subjects are tlie most forcibly im
pressed. How much unseen influence is
connected with association! How much
the purer memories ami associations of
childhood affect our after life! One word,
kept sacred from youth to ninnhood, will
touch u Hidden spring in tlie memory and
bring to the lips tlie petition, "Lead us not
into temptation.” The word “mother,”
urouud which cluster tlie sweetest, holiest
memories, has fallen upon the ear of tlie
youth who is fast losing His honor and rep
utation by the many downward steps he lias
tuken, leading directly front gambling and
slight dissipation to hard drinking and ruin
and by its sweet influence Iiub turned him
from the broad path to the straight and’nar
row walks which finally lead to an honest
name and a noble life. It has fnllon upon
tlie ear of tlie statesman and caused him to
search tlie pages of time long past and to
behold aguin the sweet visions that hover
around the morning of his life. He Itcars
the loving, gentle tone, as she called him
“mother’s boy” and told him he was all she
had and site hoped ids life would be pure
and untarnished. The voice of conscience
asks him if that loving prayer lias been an
swered, and if, during the many years slto
lias been at rest, her precepts have been his
motto and His guide, and if ho could look
up to heaven and honestly suy : “My life
lias been honest, and noble, and true."
These influences tend to our improvement,
hut there are others, dark and mysterious,
that are just tlie reverse. There are evil
temptations, evil thoughts and evil actions,
which creep in all unbidden and strive just
as hard to root*out tlie good and sow in the
place wicked deeds. Yes. how powerful is
the influence which these messengers of
evil exert upon our destiny. Despite our
selves, they shape in some degree our beliefs
and, tit rough these, our conduct. We can
not travel heavenward witli the same speed
tut if these did not draw us back. Are we
responsible that it is so? ’Tis hard to say.
We know there is a difference in children.
“From tin* Hanincradle-aide.
From the same mother's knee,"
one shall go fortli to proclaim God’s holy
word, tlie other to be a dark page in the His
tory of an otherwise hnppy family.—[Indus
trialist.
It would tire the hands of un angel to
write down all the pardons that God be
stows upon true penitent believers,