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THE SOUTHERN WORLD, MARCH 15,1882. 18 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,