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KISS ME niIET IEB OK HO.
■T ALICB CAST.
Now tell me all my fate, Jenny—
Why need I plainer apeak ?
for you see my foolish heart haa bled
It’s secret in my cheek!
You must not leave me thus, Jenny—
You will not when you know
It is my life you're treading on
At every 6tep yon go.
Ah, should you smile as now, Jenny,
When th’ wintry weather blows,
The daisy, waking out of sleep,
Woula come up through the snows.
Shall our house be on the hi 11, Jenny,
Where the sumac hedges grow?
You must kiss me, darling, if it’s yes,
And kiss me if it’s no I
It shall be v.ery fine—the door
With bean-vines overrun,
And th* window toward the harvest field
Where first our love begun.
What marvel that I could t ot mow
When you came to rake the hay,
For I cannot speak your name, Jenny,
Ii I’ve nothing else to sar.
Nor is it strange that when I saw
Your sweet face in a frown,
I hung my scythe in the apple-tree,
Ana thought the sun was down.
For when you sung the tuna that end
With such a golden ring,
The lark was made ashamed, and sat
With her head beneath her wing.
You need not try to speak. Jenny,
You blush and tremble so,
But kiss me, darling, if it’s yes,
And kiss me miffs no!
FOR THU YOUNG FOLKS.
Jimmy’s Cruise. —Little did desperate
Jimmy guess what ship he would really
sail in, nor what a prosperous voyage he
was about to take, for help was coming
that very minute, as it generally does,
sooner or later to generous people whe
are very much in earnest.
First a shrill whistle was heard, at
the sound of which he looked up
quickly; then a rosy-faced girl of about
his own age came skipping down the
street, swinging her hat by one string;
and, as Jimmy watched her approach, a
smile began to soften the grim look he
wore, for Willy Bryant was his best
friend and neighbor, being full of cour
age, fun and kindliness. He nodded and
made room for her on the step, the place
they usualy occupied at; spare moment
when they got lessons and recounted
their scrapes to one another.
But to-night Willy seemed possessed
of some unually good piece of news
which she chose to tell in her own lively
fashion, for, instead of sitting down, she
began to dance a sailor’s hoanpipe, sing
ing gayly: “ I’m little Buttercup, sweet
littlv Buttercup,” till her breath gave
out.
“ What makes you so jolly, Willy?”
asked Jimmy as she dropped down be
side him and fanned herself with the
ill-used hat.
“Such fun—you’ll never guess—just
what we wanted—if your mother only
will! You’ll dance, too, when you
know,” panted the girl, smiling like a
substantial sort of fairy come to bring
good luck.
“Fire away, then. It will have to be
extra nice to set me off. I don’t feel a bit
like jigs now,” answered Jimmy, as the
gloom obscured liis face again, like a
cloud over the sun.
“You known ‘Pinafore’?’’began Will,
and, getting a quick nod for an oyster,
she poured forth the following tale with
great rapidity: “Weil, some folks are
going to get it up with children to do it,
and they want any boys and girls that
can sing to go and be looked at to-mor
row, and the good ones will be picked
out, and dressed up, and taught how to
act, and have the nicest time that ever
was. Some of our girls are going, and so
am I, and you sing and must come, too,
and have some fun. Won’t it be jolly?”
“I guess it would; but I can’t.
Mother needs me every minute out of
school,” began Jimmy with a shake of
the head, having made up his mind some
time ago that lie must learn to do with
out fun.
“But, we shall be paid for it,” cried
Will, clapping her hands with the double
delight of telling the best part of her
story, and" seeing Jimmy’s sober face
clear suddenly as if the sun had burst
forth with great brilliancy.
“Really? How much? Can I sing well
enough?” and he clutched her arm ex
citedly, for this unexpected ray of Jkope
dazzled him.
He was so excited he could not sleep,
and beguiled the long hours by hum
ming under his breath all the airs he
knew belonging to the already popular
opera. Next morning he flew about his
work as if for a wager, and when Will
came for him there was not a happier heart
in all the city than the hopeful one that
thumped under Jimmy’s threadbare
ia feuch a crowd of girls and boys as they
found at the hall where they were told
to apply for inspection! Such a chirp
ing and piping went on there, it
sounded like a big cage full of larks and
linnets! And by and by, when the trail
was over, such a smiling troop of
children as was left to be drilled by the
energetic gentlemen who had the matter
in hand! Among this happy band stood
our Jimmy, chosen for his good voice,
and Will, because of her bright face and
lively self-possessed manner.
When the grand day came at last, and
the clew of jolly young tars stood ready
to burst forth with opening chorus,
“We sail the ocean blue,
Our sauev ship's a beauty,
t We’re gallant men and true,
And bound to do our duty!”
Jimmy hardly knew whether he stood
on his head or his heels at first,
for, in spite of many rehearsals, every
thing seemed changed. Instead of day
light, gas shone everywhere, the empty
scats were full, tint orchestra played
splendidly, and wh .:t the curtain rose,
a sea of friendly faces welcomed them,
and the pleasant sound of applause made
the hearts under the blue jackets dance
gayly.
How those boys did sing! how their
eves shone, and their feet kept time to
the familiar strain*! irixh what a relish
they hitched up their trousers and
lurched about, or saluted and cheered as
the play demanded! With what interest
they watched the microscopic midship
mite, listened to Ralph as his sweet voice
melodiously told the story of his hapless
love, and smiled on pretty Josephine who
was a regular bluebird without the
scream.
That was the beginning of many busy,
happy weeks for both the children; weeks
which they long remembered with great
pleasure, as did older and wiser people,
for that merry, innocent little opera
proved that theaters can be made the
scenes of harmless amusement and
opened to a certain class of young people
a new and profitable field for their
talents. So popular did this small com
pany become that the piece went on to
the summer vacation, and was played in
the morning as well as afternoon, to
satisfy the crowds who wished to see and
hear it.
• But long before that time, Able Sea
man James Nelson had sent his family
out into the country; mother begging
Will to take good care of her dear boy
till he could join them, and his sister
Kitty throwing back kisses as she smiled
good-bye with cheeks already rosier for
all the comforts brother” had earned
for her. Jimmy would not desert his
ship while she floated, but managed to
to spend his Sundays outof town, of ten
taking Will with him as first mate, and,
thanks to her lively tongue, friends were
soon made for the new-comers. When
the last day came, he was in such spirits
that he was found doing double shuffles
in corners, hugging themidshipmite, who
was a little chap of about Kitty’s age,
and treating his messmates to peanuts
with a lavish hand. Will had her horn
pipe, also, when the curtain was down,
kissed every one of the other “ sisters,
cousins and aunts” and joined lustily in
rousing farewell cheers given by the
crew.
A few hours later, a cheerful-looking
boy might have been seen trudging to
ward one of the railway stations. A
new hat, brave in blue streamers, was on
his head, a red balloon struggled to es
cape from one hand, a shabby carpet
bag, stuffed full, was in the otlier, and a
pair of shiny shoes creaked briskly as if
the feet inside were going on a very
pleasant errand.
About this young traveler, who walked
with a sailor-like roll and lurch, revolved
a little girl chattering like a magpie,
and occasionally breaking into song as if
she couldn’t help it.
“ Be sure you come next Saturday; it
wont be anything like such fun if you
don’t go halves,” said the boy, beaming
at his lively companion as he hauled
down the balloon which seemed inclined
to break from its moorings.
“ Yes I know
Thatis so!”
hummed the girl with a skip to star
board that she might bear a hand with
the bag. “ Keep some cherries for me,
and don’t forget to give Kit the doll I
dressed for her.”
“ I shouldn’t have been going myself
if it hadn’t been for you, Will. I never
shall forget that,” said Jimmy, whom
intense satisfaction rendered rather
more sedate than his friend..
“ Running away to sea is great fun,
1 With a tar that plows the water I’ ”
sung Will in spite of herself.
“ ‘And a gallant captain’s daughter,’ ”
echoed Jimmy, smiling across the carpet-;
bag. Then both joined in an irrepres
sible chorus of “ Dash it! Dash it!” as a
big man nearly upset them, and a dog
barked madly at the balloon.
Being safely landed in the train, Jimmy
hung out of the window till the last
minute discussing his new prospects with
Will, who stood on tiptoe outside bub
bling over with fun.
“ I’ll teach you to make butter and
cheese and you shall be my dairy woman,
for I mean to be a farmer,” he said,
just as the bell rang.
“All right, I’d like that ever so
much,” and then the irrepressible mad
cap burst out to the great amusement of
the pasengers:
“ ‘For you might have been a Roosian.
A Frenchman, Turk or Proosian,
Or an Ital-i-an.’ ”
At this Jimmy could not resist shout
ing back as the train began to ( move:
Then he subsided, to think over the
happy holiday before him and the rich
cargo of comfort, independence and
pleasure he had brought home from his
successful cruise in the “ Pinafore,” —
“ ‘But in spite of all temptations
To belong to other nations,
I’m an Amer-i-can.’ ”
Sympathy of the Nerves.
[Ridge on Health and Disease.]
When the nerves from long habit
have been accustomed to transmit their
messages from distinct parts, and are
suddenly cut off from them, they still
retain along their tracts the sympathetic
actions. Thus a man who has had a leg
amputated will feel distinctly, along the
course of the trunk of the nerve, sensa
tions which no longer exist. The mind
also is influenced by this; and frequently
this peculiar direct nervous action can
only be allayed by that which is negative
and reflex. A curious incident occurred
within my own experience: An old
Bailor suffered much from this; he re-
I tained his diseased foot too long, but at
j last consented to amputation. When
he had his nervous pains, he always
! called for hot water, into which he put
his wooden stump. If told of his folly
in supposing that such a proceeding
could do any good, he would become
enraged, and his paroxysm of pain would
increase; but if gratified he took things
easy, and the process actually appeared
to do him good, though all must know
there could be no real benefit. Still
here is the effect of mind over matter.
A lady sends her laundress a washing
list among which is the following: —One
frilled white petticoat (no starch.) On
Saturday the washing comes home, and
with it the bill, among the items in
which are the following: One frilled
petticoat, twenty cents; no starch, ten
cents.
Between Heaven and Earth.
jD*>nw>r Tribune.]
Charles May and his brother Robert,
in the spring of 1870, offered to pass rail
road ties down the Arkansas from the
mountain source. Hesays: “Ourofler
was accepted, when we started into the
upper entrance of the canyon with a
large skiff* provided with six days pro
visions and 200 feet of rope with which,
by taking a running turn around some
firmly planted object, we could lower
our boat 100 feet at a time. In this way,
at the end of three days, having set
adrift many hundred ties, we reached the
entrance of Royal George. Here we dis
covered that an attempt to descend the
first waterfall with two in the boat was
certain destruction, and to return was
impossible. Accordingly, I determined
to lower my brother down the fall in the
boat. At a distance of 200 feet I gave
him the rope and let him take the chance
of the canyon (life seemed more certain
in that direction), while I could risk my
physical ability to climb the canyon
wall, which was about 2,000 feet high.
“ About ten o’clock in the morning I
shook hands with my brother, lowered
him in the boat safely to the foot of the
fall; gave him the rope and saw him no
more. Then throwing aside my coat,
hat and boots, tnd stripping the socks
from my feet, I commenced my climbing
way, often reaching the height of 100 or
200 feet only to be compelled to return
to try some other way. At length,
about 5 o’clock in the afternoon, I
reached a height on the smooth canyon
of about a thousand feet. Here my
further progress was arrested by a shelv
ing ledge of rock that jutted out from
the canyon side a foot or more. To ad
vance was without hope; to return, cer
tain death. Reaching upward and out
ward, I grasped the ledge with one hand,
and then with the other; my feet slipped
from the smooth side of the canyon, and
my body hung suspended in the air 1,000
feet above the roaring waters of the
Arkansas.
*> “At that moment I looked downward
to measure the distance I would fall
when the strength of my arms gave out.
A stinging sensation crept through my
hair as my eye caught the strong root of
a cedar bush that projected over the
edge just beyond my reach. My grasp
of the-ledge was fast yielding to the
weight of my person. Then I deter
mined to make my best effort to
raise my body and throw it side
ways towards the the root, so as to
bring it within my grasp. At the
moment of beginning the eftort I saw my
mother’s face as she leaned out over the
ledge,, reaching down her hand and
caught me by the hair. Stranger, my
mother died while yet a young woman,
when I and my young brother were small
boys. I remember her face. I was suc
cessful in making the side leap of my
arms, when J drew myself upon the ledge
and rested for a time. From here up
ward my way climbing was laborious. I
reached the top just as the sun was
sinking down behind the snowy range,
and hastened to our camp at the mouth
of the canyon, where I found my brother
all safe. ‘ Charley,’ said he, ‘ have you
had your head in a flour sack?’ It was
then that I discovered that my hair was
as whit® as vou see it now.”
In the German Courts.
Some curious prosecutions are re
ported from the Courts in various parts
of Germany. A wealthy and respected
shoemaker of Lautenburg, in West
Prussia, suspecting a servant girl of
stealing $25, and finding that she would
not admit it, hit upon the curious de
vice of putting a steaming hot egg un
der each of her arm-pits and tying her
arms down over them until the torture
made her confess the theft. Then he
had her arrested.. In prison the girl
begged for something to relieve the pain
of the burns, and in that way the method
by which her confession had been ex
torted from her was revealed. The shoe
maker was prosecuted and sentenced to
two years’ imprisonment. He appealed,
and the Appellate Court made his sen
tence three years. Jn Sinzig there was
a case analagous to that of Caleb Cush
ing, who, in Washington, applied to the
court? for relief against the barking of a
dog Jiat in the night disturbed hia
studies. In this case it was a young
heifer that bellowed at night when hun
gry, and seems to have been hungry very
often. A gentleman in the neighbor
hood made complaint, and the court ad
judged the owner of the animal in fault,
and sentenced him to pay a fine and
stop the bellowing. He denies, however
that this is correct German law, and has,
appealed. In Berlin a medical univer
sity graduate was arraigned for putting
up a sign as a practitioner without hav
ing passed the supplementary examina
tion'prescribed by the State.
many this is made a criminal offense,
quacks not being allowed tq impose
upon the public there. The offender
was convicted, notwithstanding an in
genious defense. In Pesth, Hungary,
Chief Rabbi Stern, in 18/3, divorced a
Jewish married couple according to the
Mosaic Law, but the sanction of the
civil authorities was not obtained. The
parties having remarried, they were
prosecuted for bigamy, and the rabbi
was arraigned with them, at first as an
accessory, but afterward only on a charge
of abusing the powers of his rabbinical
office. After various vicissitudes, con
victions, appeals and reversals the court
of last resort has adjudged the charge of
bigamy not proved, but fined all the de
fendants for violating the statutes.
This case awakened much interest, and
provoked a controversy that has not yet
•*ubsided. _
Profanity is a very bad thing in any
body, but a good woman will never hesi
tate to darn her own stockings.—Ex
change. Her daughter will, however,
and. that reminds us that the reason so
many girls dislike this work is because it
sounds profane.
Laughter.
Let us make life one broad smile, al
ways having a little of the cheerfulness
in our countenances to brighten the
weary way of the fortunate and cheer
and lighten the burdened heart of the
afflicted and sorrowing.
There is a time to be sad, and a time
to be wise; a time in which to love, and
a time to despise; a time for laughing as
well as for crying, (the latter is not gen
erally practiced at parlor entertain
ments) ; a time for living as well as for
dying; a time for mirth, as well as
sedateness; a time for nonsense, as well
as for greatness.
Amiability is shown in the counte
nance, a beauty of the highest order is
acquired by having the countenance
habitually under the influence of amiable
feelings, and in the frequency or infre
quency of these indulgences greatly
depends the forming of a pleasant or un
pleasant countenance, the indelible
frown or the cheerful smile. An amir
able soul always wears a beaming smile,
which is ever ready to broadeil into joy*>
ful laughter, and often bursts out, filling
the room with the stimulating and price
less medicine of each innation. The fol
lowing illustration will show what, if
laughter were put to the test, it could
do for a person. It is stated of a certain
prominent man in Scotland, who, lyin
at the point of death with an internal
tumor, seeing his man-nurse asleep in
the chair, and not being able to call him,
raised a pillow and struck the somnolent
watcher in the face with it, causing him
to wake suddenly and with great fright
upset himself with the chair, making
such a noise as to cause the doctors, who
were holding a consultation in an adjoin
ing room, to rush in a body to see what
was the matter. The scene appeared so
ludicrous to the dying man that he
laughed so heartily as to break the
tumor, thereby saving his life.
Give us mirthfulness and laughter—not
a vialful, not a glassful—but a big, hearty
soulful; it is good for spleen, for dyspep
sia, for hysteria, fallen fortunes and
melancholy, for tens of thousands of
aches, pains, and irritations of humanitj
I recommend the never-failing remedy
of cachinnation, and any harmless humor
ous or witty remark that would ensure
the luxury is not to be despised; even
small talk, if it be pleasant, timely and
to the point, has its place in the highway
of life. There is a time when it is folly
to exhibit wisdom when a little nonsense
and droll saying is very palatable and
when sedateness and gravity ought to be
kicked out of doors. A physician would
cut a poor figure in a ball-room unless
he left his professional language at
home, but we have seen men who are
above all this who were too wise and
lofty for humorous talk; they were all
sapience an gravity.
“With ruirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
Why should a man whose blood is warm within
Sit like a grandsire cut in alabaster?”
Faithful and Tireless Watching.
• [St. Louis Republican.]
Dogs, like human beings, sometimes
take queer fancies and act strangely,
showing that they are creatures of im
pulse, like the rest of us. There is a
dog of the female persuasion at Yarneli’s
pickle-factory, under the bridge, which
has conducted itself in a very remarka
ble maimer for the past year or so. Last
fall, as one of the clerks was about to
open the front door at the establishment
at the usual hour in the morning, a young
puppy presented itself and whined to
get in. It seemed to have mistaken the
place for its home, and as soon as the
door was open, it rushed in and upstairs
to the third story, where it ran about as
seeking someone it could not find.
When it became satisfied that the per
son was not there, it jumped up into one
of the window-sills and began to look up
and down the street, as if watching for
someone. The attention of the em
ployes was attracted by the strange be
havior of the puppy and they let it re
main. It soon made friends with all of
them, but it was evident that its first
affections were fixed on someone else;
on someone who did not arrive, but was
always expected. It spent nearly all of
its time on the window-sill, and still does
so, although more than a year has elap
sed since it first began its tireless vigifs.
From the first day that it took up its
abode in the third story of the pickle
factory until the present time, it has
never once left the story. No coaxing
can get it up into the next story or
down into one of the lower ones. It
will come from its watch-tower for a few
minutes to be fondled or to catch a rat,
but the moment it is at leisure, it is back
again watching for the arrival of some
one that never comes. It lias grown to
be a considerable dog now and pos
sesses more intelligence than beauty, but
it is a great pet in the establishment,
and is highly prized for its good quali
ties. For fidelity to ‘an idea this dog is
hard to match.
Counterfeit Eggs.
Several most staid and dignified Brit>
ish journals have recently been most
richly sold by a ridiculous story # in the
San Francisco Post last winter about the
manufacture of artificial eggs in Califor
nia for transportation. The pleasant
squib was much enjoyed by newspaper
exchange editors on this side of the
water, but produced a very different
effect on the other side, forming the
text of grave and even indignant articles
in the Pall Mall Gazette, the Mark Lane
Express, the Meiboms Australian, and
even in the leading Prussian paper, the
Kreutzzeitung. The latter, indeed, reviews
the article in great length and concludes
that the importers should be wary in
the matter of American products, be
cause a chemical study of the new egg,
based upon the Post description, shows
it to be rank poison. “ The wooden
hams and nutmegs sent from New Eng
land,” says the angry Kretuzzeitung, “are
still fresh in memory, and now the
Americans boldly impose upon the world
ft counterfeit egg.”
FANCIES FOR THE FAIR.
Queen Victoria used to be fond of
etching.
W edding rings are flat bands of even
thickness.
Long-fleeced fur hats are becoming
to everybody.
Anew clipped fur is called Grecian
chinchilla.
3latelasse cloths remain in favor for
heavy cloaks.
Fringes cost any sum from fifty cents
to S3O a yard.
Fashionable note-paper is without
ornament.
Vermont boasts of a wife and mother
aged twelve who has eloped.
Painted tassel caps are shown among
new dress trimmings.
Changeable effects are seen in some
of the neckerchiefs.
Before marriage, affection and per
fection ; after, reflection and defection.
Celine Chaumont is the last French
actress concerning whom Paris raves.
Otter is superseding sealskin. It is
richer and more beautiful.
AMONG the novelties in hrench but
tons are some that are as large as a half
dollar.
The buttons used on garments with
cashmere trimmings are ostensibly
Japanese.
A serpent with a diamond dropping
from his mouth, is among the new de
signs in bracelets.
Fringes of hair are now brought
down on the temple rather than on th®
center of the forehead.
Long gilded points, like umbrella tips,
are used for finishing the ends of rib
bon bows on some gowns.
Sealskin caps, the most unhealthy
head covering ever worn, will not M
fashionable this season, it is said.
Any girl has a right to look at a mil
liner’s window, and wish she had a rich
husband.
An Albany N. Y. man advertises for
“a girl to work in hair.” He is evi
dently a bachelor.
As is the golden tress of hair to butter,
bo are unkind words from the ripe lips of
a beautiful woman.
The sacques worn with street dresses
have about as many different names as
there are sacques.
Dark red gloves have been imported
for the use of ladies who have walking
suits for the popular garnet shades.
Lambs-wool cloth, a white fleecy stuffy
is used to make handsome coats for the
opera, and for ceremonious calls.
The New York Commercial says that
the new Queen of Spain will wear cloth
of silver for her wedding dress.
Hanging is capital punishment—
especially when you're hanging on som®
good-looking fellow’s arm—isn’t it
girls?
Worth has invented what he calls ft
Turkish stuff; it is made of silk, and haa
red designs on a changeable bint
ground.
The latest dictate of fashion says:
“ Habits should be cut square.” That's
so. The squarer you cut bad habits,
young man, the better.
Women would never do for assessors.
One couldn’t be induced to rate her
neighbor s new grand piano as worth
over two dollars.
suitable conclusion for a French
love-story: “ The loss of her husband
worked on her constitution, and she died
29 years afterwards, aged 97, though not
until she had been twice married.”
Mrs. Emma D. E. N. Southworth,
the novelist, says that she * has written
constantly ever since she was 15 years
old. She is now at work upon her six
tieth novel.
In 1619 ninety young women were im
ported from England and sold in th®
colony of Virginia as wives, at 100 pounds
of each! This was the origin of
many of the F. F. V’s.
Women owe a great deal to the press.
We mean now, particularly, the printing
press. If it was not for it where in
creation would they get their bustles
and circulars?
“I suffer Kate” remarked the small
man when Katherine, his three hundred
pound sweet-heart, sat down in his lap,
put her arm around his neck and almost
smothered him.
Two girls have been scalped lately by
their hair catching in machinery. Thus
does modern invention not only diminish
the opportunities of labor, but actually
begins to rob the poor Indian of his
birthright.
It is said that a girl who can shed
three or four tears at a critical moment,
and follow them up with a quivering
sigh, can marry all around a good look
ing blonde who does nothing but try to*
blush. .
“AH, Louise, my heart is very des
pondent. Ever since I have gazed into
the depths of those lovely eyes, I ”
“Hush, John! put an air-brake on that
train of .thought. Pa has introduced me
to his new partner, and I am his for
$2,000,000. That settles it.”
The present styles of wide belts worn
by ladies is to be made still more orna
mental and expensive by having flowers
and landscapes painted thereon, it is
said. A lady “just stepped out of a pic
ture” will no longer be a merely figura
tive expression.
“ I wish it would rain, if it’s going
to,” said a Vallejo wife to her husband.
“And why, dear?” he affectionately re
plied. “ Oh,” said she, gazing vacantly
at a pin on the floor, “I don’t see any
use wearing monogram stockings this
kind of weather.” — Vallejo Chronicle,
A new bracelet is mad® of a narrow
band of gold, clasped with a small golden
owl which has emerald eyes. The en
graving of the owl’s plumage is very
fine and the design quite novel. A ring
is made of a serpent coiled around four
times and with a turquoise set in his up
, lifted Lead.