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The Snow Storm
■T.i-htlv and wbitely
H As wheat from the grain,
■Thickly and quickly
I As thoughts through the bi
■go fast and so dumb
■J)o the snow-flukes come;
■Swift, swift as the lays diof.
I From glad poet-lips,
■Soft, soft as the days drop
From Time’s finger-tips.
■ 01 ), so many, so many!
■ Vet no sound from any.
■Oil, so last, oh, so fast!
B'i et no track where they passed,
■ Oh, so fragile, so frail!
■ Yet no force can prevail
■ To speed them or stay them.
■ No prayer can out weigh then
■ They fall where they must,
[ Through ;he fathomless gray,
IaiO bring to oarth’s dust
[ What of heaven they may.
i-tr race D. LUchfuld, in St. Nicholas.
failing and Winning.
«Jt don’t matter so much now,
gran ;ma,” said Aileen, drying the
tears that had sparkled on her cheeks
liketdew-drops on a rose. “Of course,
it is very silly for me to cry, but I
■life n’t help, it, just at first.”
Rut what is the matter, my pet?” >
^■old ^Kehad Mrs. found Harrington, Aileen coiled soothingly. up in
the [deep embrasure of tie window
^■re the winter sunset was strained
through in deep hues of crimson and
^■x-r, crying bitter.y.
Harrington family were ambi
ginia tiotls people. They had come to Vir¬
and purchased, at a merely nom¬
inal price, the fine old mansion that
haqi ace belonged to a luxurious plant¬
er, long since dead. Mr. Harrington 7
■o had been contented to raise bum
^Bcorn and pumpkins in the valley of
JBaself tjp Connecticut River, now devoted
to the more aristocratic crop
aftobacco.
Harrington, who had been a
^■tible ■d Yankee housekeeper, hired
negro women to do the housework,
cultivated Society; and the three
Harrington forgot the days of
^■tory ^■ching work and honest district-school
Hun.” in the gentilities of “Valley
Hrhe old lady alone remained true to
Hi colors.
[“All this is very fine,” „ „ said she, “but
jlon ■ j n f. see what m0Uey . is , to astruea3 . be gained . , y° , by ure it.
’
r n „
Money „ isn . t every thing, grandma,- , ,
Mi. her daughter-in-law, tartly.
■“Humph!” said the old lady.
■And when Aileen, the orphan cousin,
clme down from the New England
Mils, grandma was the only one who
lenJiy welcomed her.
jH!; Selina “There Harrington, are three grudgingly. of us already,” said
^^B“\Vhy couldn’t sim have been a boy,
||Bid as to help pa with the plantation?”
Norma.
■“AVhat do we want of any more
ails?” sighed Juanita, whose baptis
■Hai name had been “Judith. • *
■ “Ain’t no use of growlin’ about it,”
slid “Pa,” who could not be made an
^■egant rp>h gentleman, let the family var
and veneer as they pleased,
iRRlere she is, and he,re she’s got to
Slay. I don't want tier no more'n you
do, but she ain’t got no friends to go
■ ;fp, so what ye goin’to do about it?”
I ild-daisy ’es, Aileen reddish-brown was way, pretty with hair too, big and in blue-black a her rich shy, Ti
nesque complexion, The Misses
iSf arrington were not pretty, This
as another objection, although- it
Vj » a- not generally discussed, and
(kileen Id soon knew, by instinct, that the
grandmother was her only friend
si ail the big, dreary house.
| fut A third matter of offense cropped
jrent on All Hallow E’en, when Aileen
out into the woods to gather
lickory-nuts Lj. to burn in the fireside
j ilr. Perhaps it was not her fault that
through Dailer’s vicious bull jumped
the tumble-down fence and
Hmd frightened her nearly out of her wits;
Irresponsible she was doubtless not personally
Hjnlany for the fact that Captain
Hcacued chanced to be passing, and
her from the big-horned ene
iy with prompt gallantry.
“He was so very kind!” said Aileen
ristfuliy. “Do you think, grandma,
lh.t , ought.» tell », ,«»«
girls to that he walks with me when I go
the post office ? or that he gave me
jthern beautiful, deep-blue asters that
they thought I found in the copse? or
that it was he discovered the big
u.’ich of mistletoe in Greenough’s
woods ?”
“Well, not unless they a8k you, *»
eaid old Mrs. Harrington, shrugging
her shoulders.
For she had heard her three grand
da oghters discussing the Dulany ques
itiou with some acrimony.
“I’m the eldest,” Selina had said,
tartly, “and I ought to have the first
[chance. If any of us is to call with
nia at Dulany Beeches, it shall be me!”
“You always were a selfish thing!”
The Covington Star
COVINGTON, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 24, 1886.
said Norma. “Captain Dulany’s moth
er has a large library, and you know
very well that I’m literary.”
“I’m the youngest, and I don’t see
why I should be poked into a comer
always,” pouted Miss Juanita—Judith.
But Selina, by strength of years and
tongue, had carried her point.
So when New Year’s Day approach¬
ed, and Aileen timidly consulted Aunt
IIarrington as to what she should
wear, that matron opened her large,
light eyes with counterfeited amaze
ment.
“You, child?” said she. AVhy,
you’re not to come in at all! The girls
don’t want a whole drove in the par
lor. Three women are quite enough.
And you’re so young, you know. ••
“I’m seventeen, aunt!” faltered
Aileen.
“Two or three years hence will do
very well for you," said the relentless
elder. Try and put such silly non
sense out of your head!”
And this was why Aileen was cry
.
lng
Old ^j rs Harrington understood it
all very well, She had been young
once. She saw the folly of interfer
eneb in this particular case, however.
“Dan’l’s wife likes her own way,”
aaid sh& »g he a j n > t pleasant if she
j n ^ s any one j s 1I]e ddlin’. I’ll tell
yo(J Aileen—you and I’ll go out
t0 t,j ie big chamber over the stun barn,
and get Pomp *to build us up a real
good fire of pine logs in the old chim
bly. There’s a carpet loom there and
a spinnin’-wheel and all the fixin’s
and I’ll show you how I used to spin
flax when 1 w r as a gat, and weave rag
carpet.”
“Will said Aileen, with
brightening ej <. *. “Oh, grandma, how
very, very nice that wiil be! And can
1 roast chestnuts and apples in the
astT&s?—and will you tell me about
your sailor-lover that was drowned be
fore you ever saw my Grandfather
Harrington?”
“Yes,” said the old lady—“yes!
We’ll hev our New Year’s by our¬
selves—me and you, child.”
So Aileen put away the pretty, little,
blue merino gown that she had re
trimmed for New Year’s Day, and
donned instead the brown Merrimac
calico cauco that mat made mane her ner look iook like nae a a robin- room
redbreast* and lust about The time
^ ^ ^ couain9 were n uarrelin S
for the possession of the biggest
in,r.„i J g "Godmother ass to “do” w^Taljisti^ their hair
h( the
ancient spinning-wheel in the stone
barn , chamber, , . and piling ... wood the
* f in
cavernous recess of tho huge fireplace. „ ,
They had a very pleasant New Year’s
! ay, after all, though the tears came
to Aileen’s blue eyes once or twice,
w hen the carriages rolled by over the
hard-frozen road toward the house.
And at dusk she lighted the cheer
ful candles, and sat down to prepare
grandma’s supper, with fresh corn
cakes, baked in the hot embers, ac
cording to the recipe of Aunt Felicia,
the colored cook, fragrant coffee, and
sweet apples, roasted, and eaten with
cream.
i But Captain Dulany, riding his
Morgan horse, Hotspur, through the
pine-woods, drew rein close by the old
stone barn, whence he had not seen
the red lights gleaning out for
ten years.
“AVhat can it be?” he asked him
i self. AVe children used to play at
! ghost up there of an autumn evening,
when the Valdimir family lived there.
Or perhaps the careless servants have
set something on fire.
He jumped off his horse, flung the
reins over a P r °j ectin 2 P^e-bough
and went in to see what the meaning,
of this unwonted illumination might
b '“’
The door stood wide open—the whole
room was a « ,ow with a 'varm, ruddy
li iht. Grandma, enthroned in a big
8 P lmt ' chair bef °I e ^
drl " k i n S her coffee and Aileen sat
ffl«inrin S at the old wheel, with cheeks
reddened and bltte eyes 8park -
a very picture of health and
Voth started at the sudden appari
«ion of the captain on the threshold.
■‘I_Ibegvour pardon!" said Captain
Dulany lifting his hat. “I saw the
.« ^
, MU
Aileen, laughingly, •‘1 have learned
tospn. And grandma and I are hav
ing a picnic. AVill you come in, Cap
tain Dulany?”
“Well, since your coffee smells so
! good, I think I will,” said the gallant
young officer.
Hiscnp— which for lack of more ex
pensive china happened to be a mug—
was scarcely poured out, before their
numbers were augmented by Mr. Fer
I rars and young Doctor Fenchurd. who
bad seen the lights, and had also ob
served “Hotspur” fastened to the
fence,
“May we venture to intrude, sa.d
they, peeping in over the stair-raiL
“Oh, ceriaimyr said grandma, srnil
ing.
And Aileen distributed handleless
cups and bountiful slices of golden
brown corn-cake, yet steaming from
the fire, to her guests. -
“We are hardly prepared to enter¬
tain so large a company,” said she,
composedly; “but we can, at all events,
give you a sincere welcome.”
Two—three—half a dozen more
dropped in. Old Pomp was summoned to
P our fresh pine-cones on the blaze and
bring more coffee and corn-cake
He grinned from ear to ear.
“Pow’ful like de good old times,”
said he, to Aunt Felicia, when he re
turned to his cabin. “De berry cream
ob de gentry enjoyin’ de corn-pones an’
co # ee like dey was our own old
marse’s folks. Ain’t nuflin like corn
for rale od fla dafc de ? ain ’ k
P one g° ™ r >
tke y° un glady from de Norf, shes
as P rett F as a P each - Reckon de ca P fc ’
ing finks so, too. He, he he!”
And old Pomp shook bis sides with
an inaudible chuckle of glee.
Later in the evening the gentlemen
went up to the , house, where . stood . _ the
three Misses Harrington in a simper
ing row.
But their call there was insipid, and
several of them returned to the “Stone
Ra rn to finish their evening.
Adrian Dulany remained the latest
of a11 so late, in fact, that it was he
who escorted grandma who had dis
creetly fallen asleep in her big chair
some tirae ago—and Aileen to t o
house, under whispering pine-boughs ’
by the light of a big round moon.
The three cousins, whose list of calls
had long since ended, were yawning
in the pallor.
“ Dear mel ” cried Selina ’ as the litt]e
g rou P came in. "\\ here have you
,jeen a!1 da y> Aileen?
icarningto ‘ -ln the spin, °| d s said ton c-barn Aileen, chamber, laugh
ing and coloring.
Juanita looked sharply at her.
AVhat change had subtly crept over
her voice and manner? Then she
looked at Captain Adrian’s bright
^‘ l< e '
’ 1 ake good care of her, said the
y° un S ° fticer > tenderly removing tho
I shawl fro “ Al f u 3 ah ^ r -
^ ’ e ias P r °ansed ) to be my wife, be
lor d g re ^ t many weeus. b ..
U was not until DulaD y had 2 one
that the fuU “ nade of questions
burston AileensdeVOtedhead ’
“ Girls ’ § irlsl ^ a11 8 P eak al
° nCe ’” 8ai d 8f ndma ’
act.y as I . ve always told you. Tho
right . , , one will be sure to come along if
| ^ sU , q the chilnney . comer anfl
! wait. And that was just what Aileen
I was doing this evening.
, And that night, when the frost
wb jt e stars of midnight climbed the
i sky, Aileen whispered:
“Good-bv, sweet New Y ear’s Day—
(.| ie ba ppj es t j have ever known!’ —
j Helm Forrest Graves ,
*
il istoricai Trees.
The tree under which AViliiain Ptnn
nia g e hj 3 treaty with the Indians.
ilie tree on Boston common, where.
t radition says, seven tories were hung.
Elm tree on Cambridge common under
which General AVashington first drew
],; 3 swo rd as c^mmander-in-chief of
ihe continental army The Charter
oak. Fine tree near Fort Edward, X.
1'., where Jane McCrea was murdered
by the Indians. The thirteen trees
planted by Gen. Alexander Hamilton
<,n his estate near New York, repre
senting the original thirteen States,
The oak tree at Franklin N. IL, on
which Daniel AA r ebster, when a boy,
hung his scythe and said to his father,
j -Now the scythe hangs to suit me.”
The apple tree at Appomattox under
j which General Grant received the
sunender of General L ee.—Magazine
0 f American History.
Moxicnn Silver Money.
; San Francisco, it is believed, is the
only city in the United States in which
! the ^change of Mexican dollars is ex
tensively conducted, and is one of the
j only two cities in the world where the
business is largely transacted—the
other being London The Mexican
dollar is an ugly ill-stamped, badly
milled silver disk of 41 grains, but it
11.» r... i» *Vl evor,
notwithstanding the amusing episode
of the trade dollar, with its 420 grains
and English die-sinker.
Unable Walk lorwaid.
Dr. Mazzotti tells of a man who had
a scorbutic affection, which he set
about to cure with whisky. He got
j well of this trouble, but became a hard
j drinker, and soon found himself the
| victim of a rare disease called opistho
, poria. This curious affection consist
| in inability to walk forward. AA hen
the patient was told to advance, he
u^ed every effort to do so, but could
only succeed in going backward, and
I he continued to do so until he died.
CHILDREN’S COLUMN.
Tlie Winter Harvest.
In winter 60me things grow quiokly,
As I have found;
It docs not take long for the harvest
To cover the ground.
At sunset the earth is bare as oan be,
And in one night,
With snow-flowers sparkling, bloom upon
bloom,
The ground is white.
.
I’hey grow on the roofs, they grow on th. I
trees, I !
And tho tallest steeple
Molds a snow-lily aloft to show
The little people.
Oh, is not winter a happy time
For young and old 7
But the poor—they shiver at the snow-flowers;
They are so cold!
— Youth’s Companion.
The Magic of Silence.
You have often heard “It takes two
to make a quarrel.” Do you believe
it? I’ll tell you how one of my
iibtl 0 friends managed. Dolly never
; came to see Marjorie without a quar¬
rel. Marjorie tried to speak gently,
I but no matter how hard she tried,
D fiQ madQ Ler so that
^ wQuld ^ gpeak gharp
too
»Oh, what shall I do?” cried poor
lit y e Mar j orie>
“Suppose you try this plan,” said
her mother . *>The next time Dolly
come3 p n> sea t ycmrself in front of the
fire and take t)ie tong3 in your p, ail( j
Whenever a s h a rp word comes from
Dolly, gently snap the tongs, without
speaking a word.”
Soon afterward in marched Dolly
tQ gee hef litUe friend
It was not a quarter of an hout be .
fore Dolly’s temper was ruffled and
her voice'was raised, and as usual she
began t0 q nc i f HU it and scold. Mar
j uie flew to the hearth and seized the
j , tongSj snapping them gently,
More angry words from Dolly.
Snap went the tongs.
More still. Snap!
“Why don’t you speak?” screamed
Dolly in a fury.
Snap went the tongs.
“Speak!” said she.
As snap was the only answer, Dolly
cried out . ..pu never) never come
again, never!”
Away she went. Did she keep her
promise? • o No, indeed! She came the
next day, but seeing Marjorie run for
the tongs> she solemnly said if she
would only let them alone they would
quarrel no more for ever and ever
Illustrated Christian Weekly.
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^h© Adventure ^ of x a Mouse.
A mother-mouse, when her children
had nearly reached the age when it
became time for them to seek their
own fortunes in the world, cautioned
them particularly against the traps
and dangers that would lie in their
paths. “My children,” said she, “the
cheese looks very tempting, and is
even sometimes toasted, but beware of
it; for it will bring misfortune to
you.” ;
One time the whole family of young.
er mice came upon a trap. “This, 1
suppose,” said the eldest and wisep’
“is the trap against which our moth
so carefully warned us. And ye
continued lie, “the cheese looks ve.y
tempting. I doubt extremely if there
be any real danger in it. And even if
there be, I think that, by a proper
amount of self-control and wariness,
one might avoid all ill consequences [
Because some have been caught, it
does not necessarily follow that a like
fate must overtake alL At least I
shall inspect the trap to satisfy my
se f whether there is really as much i
danger in it as our mother said. You
know, ’ she is apt to be over-cautious
very o ten. „ m wit 1 ns eniar ,
. ,
in spite o t e urgent warning, o. is
brothers, the over-wise mouse aeliber
ately enterei . le trap.
lean not s e, sau e, w ei e was
within, that there is any re» an
ger, and it is ry pleasant ier». m
non! not eat o t it c use. you now.
>ut e\ea a e spo e tu it icious
smell of the cheese ^ overcame lis cau
lion; he concluded there could be no
1 anger in ta mg the sma e_t ni e.
• o soonei, lowever, a e ouche
; temptin 0 morsel, than tie trap
and be was a prisoner.
,noC JeT.p
| now »l- discover, when it is too [»"• late “1 to
repent, that the experience tf age is
safer than the presumptuous w,adorn
of youth.— St. Nicholas.
A Mirage.
Something akin to a mirjge may
often be se ,i n at Lake Griffin, 'la. If
one lo^g north across tho laie from
the south, as a rainstorm is abroach
j ng f rom either north or south he will
8e0 the timber and other object at the
nor ti, end stand out in bold reief as if
tbey were j n the middle of the lake
and half the distance they redly are
away. The chango is strikingtnd un
accountab.e.—.Barium (Fla.) i\form
] ant.
THE ABODE OF BIG GAME.
A Hunter’s Paradise in the
Wilds of Africa.
Elephants, Buffaloes and Other Large Ani¬
mals Found in Abundance.
Thero is great shooting in many
parts of the (lark continent, and Euro
pean sportsmen often visit South Af
rica or penetraUi far into other parta
- . Uo - couotr . to . ■ of „
01 >' er W a season
ginning. In few other parts ol the
w rid is there game in such variety
a id abundance.
One morning about a year ago Mr.
W. Montagu Kerr of the New York
Stock Exchange left camp, a little
south of Lake Nyassa, with the
French explorer Giraud, and in a six
hours’ chase a zebra, two buffaloes 1
five antelopes,' and three wild hogs
fell to their guns. They had glorious
sports all along the Shire River, and
tiiis particular morning’s work was by
no means exceptional shooting, Elkins,
Faulkner, and other flue hunters tell
groat stories of tho fun they have had
stalking elephants in the long grass
on the banks of the Shire, chasing
herds of buffaloes, antelopes or zebras,
or shooting rhinoceroses or hippoppta
Elkina thought it wasn’t bad
s P° rt when in an hourneartheZam
besi he dropped two hartbeests, an
eland, a buffalo, and a water buck.
Further north on the reedy shores of
Lake Nyassa, he and Mr. Forbes killed
three elephants in as many minutes.
Anderson, the splendid sportsman and
explorer, who spent many yeais in
South Africa, killed thirty rhinoceroses
within a few days, and one night in
live hours he shot eight.
No true sportsman likes to kill
merely for the fun of shooting. lie is
not satisfied unless tho fruits of the
chase can he t urned to some good ac¬
count. In Africa he has the satisfac¬
tion of knowing that hardly a scrap
of the meat he kills will be wasted 1
The natives welcome a fine hunter as
a benefactor. Sir Samuel Baker tells
how the greedy blacks used to fight
whenever he killed a hippopotamus,
each striving to get the largest por¬
tion. Elton says that a few hours
after killing a buffalo or an elephant
there would be nothing left but tho
bones. Faulkner relates that when
he brought down any big game the
natl vesdancedwithgIee,andsome
times they would not stop to cook the
meat ’ hat would eat it raw. Ander
son writes that he never killed game
as f fast as tho natives were able and
willing to dispose of it. Every pound
0 f meat, including rhinoceroses, not
required for his own party was de
vored by the natives. The meat that
they do not require at ODce for food is
dried and preserved.
African travellers agree that ele
phant steaks are very tough. It took
Faulkner half an hour to eat a square
i ne h cf elephant meat, Sir Samuel
Baber also says the flesh of elephants
j t extremely coarse, but the foot
md t. unk are excellent eating if prop
rly cooked. The flesh of the buffalo,
:e sajs, is very toagli and coarse.
Anderson thinks that water buck, one
of Africa's numerous varieties of an¬
sell pes, is very unsavory eating, but it
saved him from starving once. Most
African explorers have been compelled
at times to rely almost wholly on
their guns for subsistence. Gireau
would probably have starved to death
last year while passing through a fam
ine-strieken district of east Africa if
he had not been a good hunter. Thom
son’s caravan in Masai Land some
times had to depend entirely for
foo(1 , upon __.. the leader , , and ... his gun.
Sportsmen in Africa have many re
mar jj a h] 0 an d thrilling ° experiences. r
™__. Elephants, . , buffaloes, „ , and rhinoceroses ,.
arg ^ oQd 0 p charging the enemy, and
now and then a hunter is badly hurt
or k j|j ed ou t r j g ht. The African ele
ph an ^ j g y ar more dangerous than the
j n dj an species as its brain cannot be
reac hed by the forehead shot, and
thg hunter i3 8el d om able to kill the
frenzied anlmHl when it is charging
hi m . Elephants are regarded as the
tno9 ( i formidable animal with which
sportsmen have to contend in Africa,
Buffaloes are very dangerous and de
termined, but they are not so formida
bie as either the elephant or the black
rhinoceros. One hunter tells of meet-|
ing two lions who were stalking the
same antelope he was after. It is a
wonder that moro hunters are no 1
killed. Many of them hear to their
grrves the marks of wounds they re
ceived in encounters with wild beasts,
Anderson, who perhaps tramped over
the vast undulating plains of South
Africa more years than any other
hunter, had many scars to remind him
of his fight-with the brute creation, and
his death was attributed to the effects
of some of the wounds he had received,
Dr. Livingstone told of a man who.
while stealthily approaching a
eros, happened to glance behind
him. and found to his horror that
VOL. XII, NO. 14.
a lion was stalking him. lie only es¬
caped by springing up a tree like a cat.
Ostriches are among the wildest
game that the hunter encounters. It
is difficult to get -within gunshot of
the bird, and when it discovers the
hunter it flees with such wonderful
speed that a keen eye and a practised
band are needed to bring it down.
The Arabs in the Sahara Desert some¬
times chase ostriches on horseback for
very many miles. It succumbs to
fatigue sooner than the horse, and is
thus eventually captured, Zebras
also are very difficult to approach.
These beautiful creatures invariably
run away on hearing the slightest
noise. They gallop gracefully and
swiftly over the plain, opening out at
a distance of ten to fifteen yards from
each other.
Scotch “Spare-Rib Dinners.
In Scotland after the slaughter of
the mart (bullock) at Martinmas, a
well-to-do farmer used to give a
“spare-rib dinner” to his neighbors,
served in the spence , or best room.
At other times, dinner was served for
the whole household, gudeman, gude
wife, the children, maid-servants, and
farm-laborers, known as hinds. But
on the occasion of the spare-rib dinner,
the farmer and his wife abandoned the
society of their servants, and dined
with their guests. Preparations for
cooking began at early morn, and eve¬
rything was in profusion. Stacks of
bread, heaps of vegetables, piles of
chickens, loins of mutton, loads of
pork, and a prodigious haggis flanked
and faced the principal dish, roast ribs
of beef.
The guests arrived a little before
one o’clock, at which hour the dinner
was served by tho maidens, who placed
the meats and vegetables all on the ta¬
ble, and then stood hack and smiled.
When the guests were seated, the mis¬
tress stood at her husband’s right
hand, whence she directed the gude
man and the maidens. As tho first
course was being served, she exhorted
the guests to "stick weel to the skink,
and no trust to the castacks”—that is,
indulge freely iu broth, and do not ex¬
pect much to follow it. Pressing to
j eat was considered good manners, and
the wife was expected to urge the
guests so long as the meal lasted.
“I say, minister, wiiat ails yo at tho
swine that ye’re no tastin’ the pork’»
the gudewife would say to the cle.gv
man. The parish schoolmaster would
be addressed with;
“Dominie, dinna crack (talk) yersell
out o’ yer denner, my man; free (taste)
tho guse, and dab it weel wi’ mistard. • •
“Mayersicauber and Glentulichau,
naming two farmers by their farms,
“ye maun tak’ a spaul (leg) o’ the
chnckio (fowl),ora weng o’ the jehkie
(duck), or a big seklice o’ She bublie
jock (tirkey). Tak’ a bit o’ mert
(bullock), Saunders Tamsom; o’d,
man, it was felbd by Jock, yer gude
brither.”
When the meat viands were re¬
moved, which was done by huddling
them together in a large wicker bask¬
et, the gudewife took her seat oppo¬
site her husband and served cheese
and pudding.— Youth’s Companion.
Monkeys at Worship.
A few days ago when Rev. Dr.
Chamberlain, brother of Secretary
Chamberlain, of the Board of Agi .cul
ture, was visiting in thic city, he told
many interesting au odotes of his mis
sionary life in Ind a. Among them
was the fol! ->wing.
Dr. Chamberiain and Mr. Scudder
were on a tour of a certain portion < f
India, preaching jt tho small villages
through which they parsed. They
h ould attract the attention of the na
fives by singing a hymn, and then
would talk to them, generally using
simple . themo ., from . the Scrip- .
some
tures. One day when th«. hadstopped
a large village, they had collected
the people about them. In the rear
was a sacred grove, tho branches of
the trees hanging down over tho huts
that stood in the backgrourd. The
Scripture lesson had been finished,
the hymn sung, and Mr. Scudder was
devoutly praying, when suddenly tho
boughs of the grove began to rustlo
and a troop of monkeys appeared. No
one saw them except Dr. Chamber
lain. Old monkeys and young, gray
whiskered and bald-headed, mothers
with their baby monklings. ail do
seended and seated themselves in a
semicircle. All paid the strictest at
tention to the prayer. Should any
mischievous youngster begin his mon
keyshines, one of the dignified old men
monkeys would twist his ear until tho
little one would cease his pranks; and
if one of the babies began to snivel, a
few maternal pats quieted him.
Dr. Chamberlain could scarcely re
strain himself at the comical sight,
and it was a great relief to him when
the assembly broke up. As the people
arose to go, so did the monkeys, and
silently disappeared in the
branches, evidently much impresed
with the service .—Ohio State Journal.
To-day.
The sunshine lingers in the room,
I see it through the window stream,
Kissing the pillow, where he laid
His head, in many a boyish dream.
But, oh! the chango since yesterday—
The young, strong step that so I miss,
The weary miles now stretehing on
Between us, and my last fond kiss.
And mine had been a different plan,
A dream of sheltered brooks and bower*,
Of toil and pleasure hand in hand,
Of home and friends and merry hour*;
But he had longed to try the world,
Its hopes, Us promises, its cares, 1
To tempt Dame Fortune’s fickle smile,
And win her to him unawares.
And so, with spirit bold and brave,
He pressed my hand in mute good-by,
And turned aside, lest I should see
The toars that glistened in his eye.
And my poo- heart whs aching sore.
He might have heard each throb of pain;
My questioning heart that yearned to know
If I should meet my boy again.
Oh. life is hard! The common lot
And parting wring tho anguished heart.
But, oh! how differently we’d choose,
Yet see our fondest hopes depart!
! Wo take the burden we would fain
Bay down, and fold our weary hands,
Praying our loss may be his gain,
Trusting to Him who understands.
— Every Other Saturday.
HUMOROUS.
Good at a pinch—A tight shoe.
A fine art—Presiding over a police
court.
Tho successful author has a fortune
in his own write.
Auctioneer (selling town property) 1
‘Why, gentlemen, the very atmos¬
phere’s worth the money ”
Iowa encourages men to quarrel and
become sick by employing 5 women
lawyers and 122 women doctors.
It is given a reason why lawyers
charge such enormous fees that their
career is a brief one, at the longest.
-Nervous girl” wants to know how
.i-«ure a tickling sensation about the
face. Get him to shave off his mous¬
tache.
Imitation cod liver is now made in
Paris. AVhat anvbody wants to imi¬
tate the stuff for is a mystery. Some¬
thing as unlike it as possible would be
more taking.
“Something new in butter dishes, I
see,” said Mrs. Pompano as sho
glanced over the advertisements.
What is it?” asked Pompano eagerly.
j ‘ Good butter.”
j j < A Boston oculist advertises to sup
ply “cork nose spectacles. 1 Without
being positive wo presume that spec¬
tacles for cork noses are the same as
those for the ordinary kind of noses.
in Spain the natives keep guinea
hens about their houses for the sake
| of enjoying their harsh and discordant
cries. This would seem to indicate
that they have no street bands in
Spain.
_
Undciclolhing;.
Says Dr. AVm. A. Hammond, “Tho
chief object of underclothing is the re¬
tention of the natural heat of tho body
n such a way that low temperatures
and sudden changes will not affect the
! surface. Several years ago I perform
; ed some experiments which went to
j show beyond any doubt that silk is
j below wool in its powor to prevent
| tho loss of heat from the body, and
! very little superior to cotton. Indeed,
nothing is in this respect, preferable to
wool, and of this material all under¬
clothing meant for winter use should
be made, In summer a mixture of
wool and cotton, called merino, may
bo worn, but even in very hot weather
silk is not desirable, for it is not such
a ready absorber of the perspiration as
wool, and allows the body to be kept
in a state not very remoto from t“at
known as parboiled. AVool, however,
taking up, as it does, the moisturo
from the body, exposes it to the etnios
phere, or is evaporated, and, tho pro
Cess being a cooling one, keeps the
skin from being overheated. No lin¬
derclothing should ever be so thick ss
to prevent free passago of the cuta
neous excretions and the atmospheric
air. The skin requires ventilation as
do the lungs. Chamois-skin undor
garments, “perforated or unperforst
ed, are abominations.
The Largest Nugget of Gold.
Louis Blanding says that the goL
or ” d 'y accepted s ateineat that the
'srgest nugget over found in Califor¬
nia was worth a little more than $2
000 is an orronecus one, says the
A’irginia City Enterprise. Ho savs
that J. J. Finney, “Oid Virginia, ’
found a piece of gold about six miles
'com Do-tu ieville, Sierra County, -c
tho 21st day of August, 1857. that
weighed 5,000 ounces, ihe gold oi
that vicinity was worth $18 an ounce,
which would make too value of the
Di| gg 4 some $90,000. Hus would
m: «ke the Finney nugget the uu -esi
piece of pure gold over discovered, so
far as accounts go. Hereto;ore the
Australian nugget, found m the T? .!
hirat gold fields, ims been consider- 1
‘.ho largest, it was valued at $60,OtX*