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C W'bead. They broughi her home sad ly enough, and poor Uncle Davie sighed as he took the faded apple-blossoms from her hair, all dabbled with blood, and laid them in a little drawer by the bedside. But Katie did not die. It was many a v, ary day before she looked with recog nition upon any one, and in her delirium die talced a great deal about plucking a-pie-blossoms in the Spring and having u 0 fruitage in the Fall; and she said other things, too, that brought tears to Uncle Davies eyes,and sent him, leaning on his hickory staff, over to the parsonage. Owe day late in June, two men sat very grave and quM by the little white bed fn the gable chamber where Katie lay. The soft south wind breathed in at the window and just stirred the white curtain, so that the prairie rose that climbed to the roof shr Wed her wealth of blossoms. The crisis had come, and Katie slept, the sbep from which she would awaken to flic or to recover. It seemed the watch ers scarely breathed. No sound disturbed the quiet of the room, safe the ticking of Uncle Davie’s great Silver watch that lay on the medicine stand. Hour after hour they sat; nwou passed, and the afternoon had almost verged tipon the sunset, when with a sigh the slefeper awoke. Her face towafdthe window, she saw the roses. “Koses already,” Then,as Uncle Da He bent over her, she asked, “How is it, Uncle Davie? When 1 went to sleep 1 had RppleiblqsSoms in my hair, and here tut* roses at the window?’ 7 she SJ oke the minister went jjjiietl v out of the foofti without her per ♦viving himj ilndl tlncle Davie said: k L..Bh*<*| o i have been very ill. You were tiiv„.vu rrom the carriage, tin cl I thought i wa-go n, r to lose my wee bairn* but m.w are saved; Do not talk, lassie; l e M; ! and rest, and when you are stronger .In, shall heMr all about it.” A few days later Katie lav bolstered tiji with allows od ih<- sitting-room lounge wli titer sbe ha i bCCu e;triled in the strong arms of the .young minister, \Vl:0 sat by tier side, “If you want such a weak, foolish 11- tle girl as I am, Mr, Dimean, ’ she \va s saying, “I suppose you mu t have me- I think /have learned a lesson that will last me all my life. But what are the bells tinging lorf’ “ i he tails are ringing, Katie, because Varney Kenworthy has paid the ringers to ring tt.ern—he has just returned from the city With his bride, Lita Yah Buren.’’ The next Spring a very quiet wedding took place at David Dawson’s hoiise, and the bride wore apple-blossoms in her hair. A man must not keep his hat on at places ci amusement, for it will inconvenience those behind him; but a lady can pile the tower of Babylon on her heat'if she •booses and no one dares to object THE. L. C. I. MESSENGER. Miss Lollie Rutherford, Term Editress- Again kind readers it becomes our du ty to address you, and it puzzles our brain no little to know what to say. We have made our first promises, we have receiv ed and replied to, our first congratulations, and now what next? We have heard it said that a good housewife can prepare a nice dinner out of nothing; and we sup pose that we wili be counted unskilled in the art of Writing, if we do not 7 give you something new,in every issue of our pa per. Philosophers say, that all matter is indestructible and that there is no en tirely new creation. Solomon declared that there is nothing new under the Sun. The mind not being material,the world always has been, and always will be look ing for something" new, in the creation of thought. The Seniors are much excited as the term is drawing to its close. There has been considerable emulation amongst us. This is ommendable, and will result in good. We must however guard against dangerous ambition. This is one of the worst passions of the human heart. Let us not dream that we are so pure as to be sheilded from the temptation of this arch fiend. It dared once to enter into the hearts of angels, and even tried to 1 url the Almighty fi otll his throne. It de populated Heaven, and peopled the lower regions, and now stalks through the earth as a roaring lion seeking whom it may devour. Let us guard against this dreadful enemy. Let us raise a high bar riei in our hearts to keep out every tevil feeling and passion. Le? us scorn every deception and fraud. Let us be open and sincere in every contest. Let there be no strife or bitterness in our midst. Again 1 say ;cf. our records be fair, our escutcheons bright with truth and honor. These will be worth more to us than mines of Peru or diamonds from Golconda. Our Institute Life. /blinking some would he interested in seeing a sketch of out life at the Institute. I through my weak efforts will try to place before you a picture of our life here. I suppose every child has a dread of boarding school* from my earliest knowledge the boarding-school has always been a name of horror to me per haps I would still retain my opinion had I uot entered this one. I do not intend to flat ter though I should fail in ray very efforts to do so. Our school has, it is true, some very strict rules, which we, of course, are obli ged to obey, yet we have often thought our teachers have adopted the maxim <f tha!r'itis better to rule by love than by fear’’ Our obedience is of loye, not such j as a slave renders to his master the* j would abjure this, soever would they tench ! us to comply with rules through fear, hut by a high sense of honor an inclination to do that which is only right. Our girlis are as dear loving sisters ever obeying the motto placed iu the Library ‘Love ci.e another”, and so firmly is their love twined around each other, that even through our great joy of going home, a shadow of sadness surrounds our hearts when we khfnk of the coming separation bom our dearly beloved schoolmates. It seems that our fife is a pleasant dream so smoothly does it flow, replete with health, and all that could be desired. What does it then need to make it more perfect? Certainly there pa.-ses over us when we hear the sweet strains of “Home sweet home” a longing thought which is sudden ly dispelled by some gay suggestion of our bright and cheerful ones. But occupation banishes all such images from our minds, and replaces them with hopeful thoughts, which enables us to have an earnest de sire to perform every duty. Here listen to a brief account of thc building to which in after life our thought will ever turn with affection. It is a large and convenient one of stone, situa ted in a most delightful spot, at the back and side is a grove of oaks, which in spring and summer impart a cheering ap p jarance to the building, in the front is a garden that blooms with rare sweet flowers, which we thoroughly enjoy, bur which our beloved Principal savs is het second flower garden, for she calls us all her flowers. Her school room is her most loved par ten e. Inside are the various apartments nec essary to such an Institution. The first floor contains, the Primary and Academ ic Departments, presided over by Ladies dearly loved by their pupils, and who have both attainments of mind and heart. The one who presides over the Academics also has much to do With our domestic and social life Where siie displays more rare and beautiful qualities, if possible, than in the school room, her sweet voice is gladly heard, her visits to our room-: are among the happiest moments: lov ingly will menu y paint the pictures of her acts of love and ki- dimes, though in the future we be far from her. In an apartment on the North side presides o r queenly ’’almost, mother” Principal; to the South in a room mysterious with chem ical apparatus with which he often dis plays experiments to our wondering eyes, and still further gives us lessons iinpor - tant through our whole life, is our other Principal, there he teaches us to shield our selves from worldly ways, and strongly points out all that is combined in f die beau •tiful delineation of a woman’s character TV the West is the reejmtimi room or' a young la< y assistant >u V < llegiate De partment, a* gmu-aj fay. *Jt*. and wh*v presides overt- her branch of fcbe Mat lie-, inatieal Depasimeut with an ability chic - ly resembling h * hon ored j-V-ix r in the U uiyer.'itA. Still farther to the West fii port o i the building is. a t< um for Pm a-sismnt Music, a young lady of marked ability and gentle grace of manner. A story higher \ye find our much love 1 French instructress, \y io has long bice, won cur affections, air 1 around her the chord of love is so strongly twined, that time can never effect any change, though separation be cur lot. Our music, our soul’s delight, the sil very strains greet us as we enter the building, from our delightful Pro,f. where our lessons have always been given in the gentlest manner, and when the notes are difficult to ohtain, he has patiently and kindly rendered his willing assistance, and bv the aid of such an instuotor music has thrice its charms. Thus our time being fully ocoupied our thoughts ever intent on the proper use of flying in aments, we live in a sphere where it see ns “Are hands untwisting all the oh inns that tie the hidden soul of harmony,” J. A Paraphrase, I’ll wait two months longer before I despair, Before I sink under my burden of care Study cannot last always, there must be a rest: So I’ll watch for the daylight and hope or the best. I’ll wait two months longer, to morrow may be, The brighest and fairest of morrows to me; The birds may be singing, the blossoms may start In bloom and beauty. —Be patient oh! heart— I’ll wait two months longer before I give up, And drink if it may be the dregs of the cup, Still Watching, Still waiting, still long ing for rest, I’ll wait two months longer and hope for the best- 0. Giving.— We need to give as much as others need to get. The Arabs have a proverb—-‘The water you pour on the roots of the cocoanut comes back to you sweetened, and enriched in the milk from the top;’ aud every libation we pour upon the roots of Christian enterprises we receive hit- our mouths again, in the sweet droughts of persouel growth. If We find little blessing in giving ,it is per haps, because we give so little, or exercise jn giving, so little self denial