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riAm r ifr rn com*. ■"*• b, tk. fir my <H*r l#:4i ut4 turndown 9wnwt with uew-monn fcer, 9m4 o'er Um itrauakt tperkUaf i fcv X unit fur the con.: uul flaxen treeaee rkatiaf freely beck; Little hate discarded N*r the well-worn track. While the shapely fotefcrad# Clover wreathe xdorii— Chubby, childish ftfurce 4 Playliif in the oo:l : An end anted for* -t *Tls to them, I ween. With its golden treasures Hid In shining green; . 7 / w ' th i* tiny people Oh its leaflet born - Bright-eyed,.bonny figures • t Flaying In the corn. fladlv had I riaen. By cold care oppressed. Worn with weary watching, Filled with vague unrest, , But completely vanished Every thought forlorn. Watching those wee figume Flaying in the corn 1 What has earth hereafter In the way of bliss, That in hearty pleasure flan oompare with this? With no sad forebodings To restrain or warn— Flitting, fairy figures Flaying in the corn! —■—^ MY SEHEHAHEB. “ •. dear child,” said a maiden lady of O' •• ■'iitam age, “you ueea not blns.u#*o. I dare say the young gentle man who has just passed the window has no idea of your existence.” '■‘But he passes every day, aunt.” “Well, what of that?” retimed the lady. “ But he looks in at the window,’’said the young lady. “Ah, indeed I ” said her aunt “And’he wears a sprig of myrtle in his coat, aunt, and you know that means ‘true.’” '’ ' . 4 . “ ReaHy yon amuse me, child I Any thing more?” * “No, aunt," was the reply. “Then, my dear child, you are a bit of a goose, and ought to know • better,” sudd her aunt “I am afraid you are too fond of reading idle tales when you might be better employed. Well, well, I suppose we cannot put an old head on young shoulders, and yours are very young yet;” and she might have added pretjy ones, covered as they were with lockout the softest and richest brown sai~ t* . ne world'. 1- *v girls are so common. that I ' net- - .describe pretty Rose Arnold, as .she- .Ac. Sunt were sitting before the lire ill ta;.c_ magic hour when the glare of day has passed, and twilight is only Just coming; whop leudprueps touches the hardest heart; when life seems • more ideal, l ss dark, and cold, and ’dull / ’ . J- - ( . “Shall I tell you what happened to mvsclf, Rose?” “Yes, do, aunt” ■ “ Well, I will. You will see that there vos once a time when your old aunt was as silly as you are now.” Rose laid her beautiful face on her aunt’s lap, and looked up, and her aunt began: “ Miss Silkstone kept a select estab lishment at Brighton for a limited num ber of young Indies, from whom the most unexceptionable references were re • qhired." She frequently advertised in the Times, and always had a vacancy for one or two. But you know as well as I that there never was a school for a lim ited number that had not a vacancy for u genteel and well-connected pupil. I was that., and more. Why, then, was I '' sent to Miss Silkstone's salubrious abode? .Well, ;thp truth is, Dr. .Bolus, ’ otir family physician, hinted that a little change of air and an occasional bath in ,the sea would not be amiss. ‘ The sys tem requires bracing, ma’am,’ said lie to mamma. .‘ We are getting,’added the dear, fat old man, as ho contemplated lily growing figure, * a little pale and thin; our roses are not quite so red as they might be.’ Girl as I was, I had read Lord Byron’s ‘ Corsair,’ and his lines in ‘ Cliilde Harold,’ bidding the deep and dark-blue ocean roll on, and . had by heart Barry Cornwall’s songs; aim I loved, as girls of 17 do love, pas ■ sioaately, ’ The sex 1 the sex! the open sex! , The evesr fresh, the ever freo I and made no objection to the arrange ment which for awhile transplanted me from the paternal roof. It was not re luctantly, then, that I journeyed to the ■>' scene of my future residence. I was not bad-looking, and I knew that I- had a love of a bonnet which would set all the ■ Kiris wild. I bad not lived at Clapbam for nothing, you may be sure. .“ Arrived at school, I did as the rest. Op Sunday we went.to church. Now the church-service is rather long ; and, how ever pious and proper one maybe dis ..posed do be, one cannot be always look ing at the minister or at one’s prayer book. .. In one of my. occasional peeps at the congregation I found the eyes of a young man intently fixed on me. It was evident to me and all the rest of the girls that his ardent gaze was directed to no' other than myself. The next Sunday the sipuc was;w6tneesedj' • the head, it was the same. I was pleased, yet annoyed. Mias- Rilkstone * g4*re me ■ mapy a private lecture in her own apart ments.' Mademoiselle, a? we were taught to call our French governess, was de lighted; the girh all laughed; and, to make assurance doubly sure, I had bees informed that one of the maids had been asked by a gentleman the name of the new girl, whom be declare 1 to be a ‘ regu lar stunner.’ “ Nowit was dear to me and all the rest of us that this inquiry could have come from no other than from the gentle man whose optica had been ao regularly, ,and, tut it seemed, irresistibly exercised ELLIJAY fijfe COURIER. W . jr. C‘ • M Be > BCt*r xad Pek'.lsher j on myself. Presently another symptom of his admiration was manifested. Every evening at a cdrhiiu hour, under the walls of our garden, were heard the dulcet sounds of an accordion ; all said it was ■ my church admirer thus renewing on weekdays the homage that, he had offered me at church on Sundays. I thought what every one said must be true, and i listened with peculiar pleasure to ‘Annie Laurie,’ and ‘My Beautiful Star,’ and Jeannette and Jeannot,’ and ‘ I Dreamt that I Dwelt in Marble Halls,* and other popular airs, all of which I had beard, it is true, played before, but never, so it seemed to me, with such pathos and power as under tho present circumstan ces. What a delicate way of being courted 1 Of course I was not in lcve, but, girl-liko, I was glad to think that someone was in love with me. “Just at this time I had to leave school for a few days; at the same time, by a strange coincidence, the serenad ing ceased, and my admirer was absent from his pew in church. Surely, then, I was right in thinking that I was the object of all these delicate attentions. The more I thought about it, the mors certain I felt. Suspicion was banished; doubt now gave place to certainty. The mystery was cleared up—the serenade was for me. and the serenader was he whom I had seen at church. I must say, when I had come to this conclusion, I became impatient of this serenading, and wished either to change it into sometliing of a more satisfactory char acter, or for it to cease altogether. Mad emoiselle and myself, without saying a word to the other girls, resolved to bring matters to a crisis. For this purpose ws resolved to secure the first opportu nity; nor was it long before one pre sented itself. “One dark night, when tho usual serenading was going on, and Miss Silk stone happened to be particularly en gaged with the friends of anew pupil who liait come to tea; wo hastily put on an old shawl and bonnet apiece ; slipped out of the house forthwith, quite nuper ceived; rushed down to the end of the garden, and olLcc found opr way to fho fop of the wait The night, as I have said, was dark; we could see no one, and the unknown was vigorously going through his accus tomed musical performance. I fancied I could see tho graceful outline of my admirer as he swept bis fingers over his beloved instrument, and told to the eold, dark night and the sad silent stars all the love and hope and purpose of his heart I listened with an interest that t lirilled my wljole frame. - There he was, languishing for mo ;: dreaming that I wag smiling ou his love. There could scarcely bo any doubt that I was the Annie Laurie for whom he would lay him down and die 1 I was his ‘ Beautiful Star, up in heaven so high,” no less cer tainly. What was I to do? Did not such touching love deserve some grace ful recognition? Was lie to realize the mournful fate of which he sang ? Was I, so young, to be a cruel murderer, and all through life to have my heart bowed down witli a sense of the fearful shock of such a crime ? Yet would it not be imprudent to address a gentle man to whom I bad never been intro duced? I was iu a frightful state of agitation; I could feel my cheeks get ting red, and my heart jumped right up to the top of my throat. What should Ido? ‘“Why, speak to him, of course,’ said Mademoiselle, who was getting very cold, ‘or he will be laid up with influenza for a mouth,’ “ ‘ Oh, dear,’ said I, ‘ I wish he would not oome playing here.’ “ ‘ Oh, nonsense 1 ’ said she. ‘ Speak | to him; it willbe’capital fun.' * ‘“No, no; ariything but that,’ ex- j claimed I, in an agony of fear. “ ‘ Well, if you won’t speak,’ said she, j 1 send him a token.’ | “‘A token 1’ Ah, that was a capital ! idea! There could be no barm in that. He was just, beneath me. I gathered "a few ’eaves and let them fall.” ’’ “Hush 1” said Mademoiselle. “The accordion went on as usual. The leaves evidently had produced no effect, . “ ‘ Try again,’ said she. “ I did so. We listened—no acknowl edgment The accordion went on vig orously as ever. . - ‘.“Let, us. go,’ said J, ' not $ little frightened. , - ’No, no,’ said he, ' try again. “T did so. 'Th6' music stopped, the serenader changed his position, but in a moment recommenced bis amorous strain. I grew quite frightened. “ ‘ Oh ! do let us go,’ I whispered. “ ‘ No, no,’ said Mademoiselle ; ‘ try once more.’ “Again fell the leaves, again we list ened, again the accordion ceased. There was a pause, then a cough, then another cough, as if the serenader was impatient, and expected to ba addressed. We strained our eyes, aud just saw the dim outline of a figure. ELLIJAY, GA„ THURSDAY NOVEMBER S. 18-1. “ ‘ Gome ! none of that ore !' was his 1 exclamation. “I could scarce believe my eai - My j refined lover indulging iu mi. r I and commonplace language ’ ' I knew whether to laugh or f> . ’ i ever, I did neither, but saiu ‘ ]as my excited feelings woul,-% a “ ‘ What did you say!’ , “ ‘Why, none o’ that ’ere. be sure ! j Pitching lots o’ dirt ou to a poor fellow, i What do you mean ?’ “There was some terrible mistake. My friend came to my rescue. Sum i moning up her dignity and peering over j the wall, she said, severely : “ ‘ Young man, who are you ?’ “ * Me, marm ? Why, Joe, the butch er’s boy, to be sure 1’ “‘Oh, mdeed!’ said Mademoiselle. ‘ And wbat do you here ?’ “ ‘ You see,’ he replied, ‘I hain’t got no place at home to practice in; so I come every night here, ’cause the walls keep the wind off; and now it’s time for me to be off.’ “And away he went off whistling, leaving me disenchanted of my lovo. I may only mid that I endured an addi tional pang when, a short time after ward, I found that the eyes that always glared at me at church squinted. Since then I have not boon quite so hasty in jumping at conclusions. “And now, Bose, dar, we had better get.to work; ring for Ellen to bring in iights, and now draw the curtains.” Rose got up to do so. As slio ap proached the window, the individual with the myrtle passed. Rose thought nothing of it, and it was well she did not, as later in life she knew him well as a married man and a friend of her hus band and lier own. the nnsauna or i vino. In a paper before the American So. ciety of Civil Engineers, Mr. O. Staler Smith gives the results of many years observations of wind pressure and its effects. He had personally visited the tracks of destructive storms, as soon as possible after their occurrence, for the purpose of determining the maximum force and the width of the path of the storm in every instance. The most vio lent storm iu Mr. Smith’s records was at East St. Louis, in 1871,\i ion the wind * naJcoomott *Ai*.m.|:iraam force developed in so doing being no less than ninety-three pounds per square foot. At SL Charles, in 1877, a jail wus destroyed, the wind force required being eighty-four and three-tenths pounds per square foot. At Marshfield, Mo., in 1880, a brick mansion was leveled, the force required being fifty-eight pounds per square foot. Below these extraor dinary pressures there were sundry coses of trains blown off rails, and bridges, etc., blown down by gales of wind of from twenty-fom pounds to tliirty-one pounds per square foot. Mr. Smith observes that in all his examples he has taken the minimum force re quired to do the observed damage, aud has considered this as the maximum force of the wind, although, of course, it may have been muoh higher. Some of the hurricanes were very destructive, the one at Marshfield having cut down everything along a path forty-six miles long and 1,800 feet wide, killing 260 peo ple. Mr. Smith has formed the con clusion that, notwithstanding these ex amples, thirty pounds per square, foot is sufficient wind pressure to allow for in a working specification. As reasons for this conclusion, Mr. Smith expresses doubts as to whether a direct wind or gale ever exceeds this pressure. Whirl winds may exceed it, but the width of the pathway of maximum effort in these is usually very narrow. Mr. Smith has only found one example, already quoted, wherein the path of pressures over thirty pounds per square foot exceeded sixty feet wide. This pressure is in itself very unusual, and, referring more p rticularly to railway bridges, it is stated that a loaded passenger train will leave the rails at this pressure of wind, and conse quently not much oould be gained by making tho bridge strong enough to re sist a storm which would blow a train oil' it— ScimUi/lo American. MANHOOD AND RELIGION. The disparity of the sexes in churches is placed by Zion’s Herald, at two to one in favor of the women, and the same paper also makes the following rather startling statement; “If we were to take the churches right through the country we should probably find that not more than one-tenth of their num ,bers are men in the prime of life. The other nine-tenths are men who have passed their meridian, and yciuths who have not reached their maturity. It is also to be observed that in almost every community the majority of the ener getic, enterprising business men are not avowed and active Christians <nd if ‘hey are identified with the church at all, it is usually only in the moet superficial w - The St. Louis Poat-Diapalch play fully suggests that “as the owner of i several great national highways, includ i in'g the Mississippi river, we presume j there is no harm in speaking of Jay ! Gould **“ a great national highwayman.” ’i'Hcite is red ami green as well ua black 'ebony. , THE TABLE If HOT!. ABROAD. Br< ekfaat ou the continent always means only bread and coffee. To the i tailoring people it means ..bowl of broth *it of bread, or ci bread alone, uerican, however, '.ill find him . rved with butter an. eggs, or moat, unless he has previously ordered “a plain bi -akfast,” when ha will receive tho usual bread and ooffi , The noted table and” a. is perhaps tie least suscept ible of c age. It is u iiially served nt 6 o’cloc*—an hour wlmuAhe day’s work is over, and when the n ij.can lie taken at leisu 3. It is the meal of the day, aud all the guests '-/ti e hotel are expected to meet at table. It re quires never less than a’i hour—oftener two; and unless your company is enter taining it is a long and dreury process. Perhaps yon have been told that there will bo tea or fifteen . ourses; and, if uninitiated, you have your mind made up that for once you will have your usual “square meal” But when the waiter, with necktie ai l shirt-front of immaculate whiteness, brings you a small piece of bread, and a diali of sligbtlv-colored water railed soup, you proceed with quiet resignation, in tho belief that you will havethe dinner pres ently. Your curiosity 3 only the more aroused when the plat< ; e are changed ; and after a long, drearywaiting you re ceive a very small bit of fish. Then the table is cleared again, and you are served with a bit of chicken. Like a true Amer ican you have dispatohe.l your bread long enough since, and you take chicken and “ play it alone ; ” but you conclude that it is “passing strange' when you learn that buttered chestnut- uud nothing else or a bit of cheese alonil will be'served for a course. And so you continue for au hour or two—in p |tient expectation [ of the meal that never tomes. My Yan kee friend put it rig’4 when ho sajd, “ There is a mouthful’ ; eat, ami then a. squarp acre of sil incc ’’ I shall always respect the America;: who, tho oth. t day when ho had Xom patiently until the meal was iieJmc/*. r, thundered out to the waiter, “ raciouf ! Life is too short lo be wijpv in * ils manner, sir 1 For heaven’,luil. ,bn; me some thing to eat 1 ” '? ~ cat. They had a bilin’ old time at the West End recently. Mr. Monkey’s boy took the family cat nnd nibbed phosphorus all over him. It was about nightfall wlieu he completed his job and let the cat go. The hoodoo began right away. The cat got into a barrel and began to yowl, and that attracted ( he attention of a bull-dog, and he camo along and danced about and barked and got terri bly excited. It was a case of “dog in the light, cat in the sliadder, dog full of fight, cat growing madder.” Pretty soon the dog upset the barrel and went in after the cat. Bus it was a surprise party for liim. The phosphorus glowed in the darkness, and he beheld a cat of fire. He came out of that barrel and went off howling as though a policeman had stepped on him. Then the cat went up on the roofs, where other cats do congregate, and tried to chum round with ’em. But it was no go. They fled from him as if he wore a bootjack. He didn’t understand it and gave chase, and, as there was about forty cats on those roofs, and as they were all scared and fled from him, howling dismally, the noise was something fearful, so that folks in the vicinity who iieard it were scared and had cold sweats. The cats continued to tear around and yell so that it couldn’t be endured. Mr. Mon key and others got up and wont upon the roofs with clubs. And at first the sight of the fiery cat frightened them, and one lady who saw it screamed and fell through a skylight and nearly killed a man sleeping beneat it, and made him think Mother Shipton was right. Finully, Mr, Monkey and his friends made a desperate charge on the fiery eat, and the poor cat took a flying leap to the street. Ho hit on a policeman, saving his life, but nearly scaring the officer out of his, as ho thought he was struck by lightning. The cat jumped to the ground, and an astronomer came along and took him for an aerolite and tried to pick him up. To his amazement the aerolite ran. Then he was scared, too. Finally, tho cat got into a haymow and somebody thought the bam waa afire, and they called out the engines and got seven streams turned on him He fought well, but they fixed him. And then investigations showed no fire, but only a dead cat. And they told the stableman he was a cross-eyed fool to mistake a cat’s eyes for a fire, and so they left him. And all the West End. is talking df the mysterious fiery oat, and only young Monkey understand* th mystery. —Boston Post. Amekica has for years been sending negro minstrels to England. A retalia tion is about to be made by Sam Hague's company, of Liverpool, who will make a lour of this country next winter. Up to the time Emerson thoughtlessly wrote, “Every natural action is grace ful,” no woman had ever eat on the edge of a t© tisli. OUR JUFKSILES. Ftoff'n Quest ion*. Robin, In the cherry liva filnf x Mttlx toug to utc; Toll mx, RxdbrcxM, 1k i w you go " ben tfcA.groi.nd is xrh tx with Know? When the flower* lie buried deep, When the brookt xrx xll xeleeyT Robin Redbreast, txll me true. When tie winter, xhere ere you TANARUS To loir# fxir land do you fly, WTiere the flowers never die T Where the brooklets gently flow, Where the softest breeder blow? In x distent sunny clime. Where ’tie eiweys summer-tune. Do you sing your sweetest song— Bing end slug the whole day long? Tell me, Robin Redbreast, deer. How you know when spring U hereT How you know the time hoe come For your airy voyage home To the dear old cherry tree. To tho laby and to mo? Sing and tell me, Robin, sing. How you know wheu it le spring. Do the fairies of the flowers Which have bloomed in Hummer hours In their sung homes underground llonoyenckie-trumi’etfl eounl T Do they ring the lily-bells, kinking music sweet, which telle All the pretty birds that sing Spring is comini > , *-moiry t-pring? YouUi’d Companion. Horroirhiif a Quart or. Till *eo c ’ty liovs were on their way homo from school, aud, as there wore at least two hours before dark (and before supper-time), they were quite ready to stop and look at anything, from a circus to a dog-figlit. “Oh, boys, just look !’’ cried Clmrlio Thorn. “What? Where?” exclaimed his couq anions. They wore now in front of a second-hand book-store ; and, point ing to a thick green-covered volume iu the window, Charlie exclaimed : “ Why, there’s tho ‘Arabian Nights’ —real good, not tom a bit, marked, ‘only 25 cents!’ Full of pictures, tool” “Oh !” said, or rather sighed, Edgar ’Denny and Will Farnham. Three faces were pressed close to the bookseller’s window, throo pairs of eager eyes gloated aver the treasure ; for to what 10 or 12-year-old boy is not the “Arabian Nights” a treasure? Neither Edgar, Charlie nor Wiil lmd ever read the wonderful book ; but one of the latter’s cousins had done so, and had retailed one or two of the stories to Will, and he in turn hod repeated them to his two friends. And to think that all this—roc’s eggs, eue-eyed caliphs, spariding jewels, genii, palaces—might bo obtained for 25 cents. “ I say,” remarked Edgar, doubtfully, “has any fellow got a quarter?” No fellow had; what was worse, tho united wealth of the three “follows ’’ amounted to just 7 cents. “ Perhaps, if I toll papa about it, he’ll buy it for ns,” suggested Charlie. “ Pshaw! Somebody’ll snap it up be fore you can got to your father’s store. A bargain like that isn’t to be had every day.” “ If Tom Baker sees it lie’ll buy it, sure pop. He’s always got money,” sighed Edgar. “If ho hadn't been kept in, like as not he’d have bouglitit before this.” Suddenly Will’s face brightened. Put ting his hand in his pocket he drew out a? 1 bill, aud announced his intention of buying the book. “ A dollar ! Where did you get it?” asked Charlie, in amazement. “ Tisii’t mine jit’s Aunt Mary’s. Sho gave me ft dollar this noon, and asked me to pay 60 cents that she owed to Mr. Jennison, the apothecary, you know. She will not he home until late this evening ; and in the meantime I can run up to grandma’s and get a quarter she owes mo for some eggs I sold her—my little bantam’s eggs I Aunt Mary will not, mind, if I do borrow a quarter from her for a little while.” So the treasury of marvels passed into Will Farnham’s possession, and the three happy boys made immediate, ar rangements for reading it aloud, turn and turn about. At every street corner they paused to look at “just one more picture,” and it was with a violent effort that Will tore himself away to “run up to grandma’s.” “ But you boys may look at it while I am gone, if you’ll bring it to mo before supper,” be remarked graciously as he left them. Unfortunately he got to his grand mother’s just a little while after sho had left home for a two days’ visit to one of her sons; so the little bantam’s eggs could not be paid for then. “Oh, well, it can’t he helped now,” Will sa’d to himself. “ Grandma is certain to give me the quarter in a day or two, and I’ll tell Aunt Mary, about it as.soon ut>*Tre comes in.'’ When he got home his mother told him to put iiis aunt’s change on her bnrean, and then run to the grocer’s and get some sugar for lea. After supper he betook himself to his new book, and soon was a thousand years and a thous and miles away. He dimly heard some one usk him about Aunt Mary’s money, and he gave a dreamy answer ; and his father had to speak to him three times before he realized it was bed time. Of oourse he for a moment forgot all about the borrowed quarter. Conscious n~>< -mi* 1 it i\ St .no q-i Annnui if “ good intentions," he fr.lt no anxiety nUml the matter. ** but it too bad, Will, that onr new cook, who makes Mich nice cake and pie, is not honest, uml mamma has got to dis charge her? ” said his sister Jennie, the next morning. “ Yes, it is a pity. What has she taken?” “ Not very much; but, ns mamma says, it allows that her principles are not good. She or some fairy (for there was nota per -1 son but her in the room from the time you went there until mnmnin went in and dis covered it) took a quarter out of Aunt .Mary’s room. You put the change on her bureau ? ” “Yes, on a little blue mat.” “ That was where I saw it,” said Mrs. Faruliam. “Then it was lucky for your purse, Aunt Mary,” said Will, with a laugh, “ that I borrowed a quarter of JVnt, or you would Ik? 50 cents jioorer instead of 25.” “ Wlmt do you mean ? I lent you no quarter! ” was the surprised reply. “ No ; but I borrowed it.” “Did you lay but ouo quarter on the bureau ?” asked his mother. “Yes, ma'am. I iKirrowed the other.” “ Oh I” exclaimed Mrs. Famhatn, with t. sigh of rohef. “ Then the cook is not dishonest, nud I have unjustly suspected Iter." “ I am very sorry that I did not a - sooucr,” said Will, earnestly. “So you ought to bo! But you explain now,” interposed his ff/her, a little sternly. And Will told the whole storj / add ing, “ You see, Aunt Mary, J didn’t know that grandma was goinj, away, and J. thought I could get the money at once.” “Olil it is all right. Yot are wel come to the money,” answered tiis aunt. “I disagree with you, k'.nry,” ex claimed Mr. Faruhmn, quickly. “ I think there is a greut principle at stake, and that Will Aid not do right. There is but one stop, one very little, step, be tween borrowing without itn owner’s permission and stealing.” “ Oil, papa !” cried Jennie, horrified at the word, “our Will wouldn’t steal 1” “ I sincerely hope and firmly believe that he would not; but no one can tell what ho limy do under strong tempta tion, The clerk who borrows In's em ployer’s funds fully intends to restore them. Yet how often we read of a clork or cashier involving himself beyond re call, just by ‘ borrowing’ a few thou sands to speculate with. I once know a gentleman, highly educated and very intelligent, whom I would have trusted with my whole fortune, such implicit confldeneo did I and all who knew him have in his thorough integrity. He had a few hundred dollars invested in real estate, and felt himself honest (as our Will did; when he ‘ borrowed’a less sum from his employer’s funds to invest in some stock that was sure to sell at a high price. Even if lie lost all lie knew ho cotiUl repay it in a day or two, long be fore his employer needed it. Unluckily, he did not lose. Soho ‘ borrowed’ again, and won; and yet again. And bo oil, until, one line morning, the tables turned, awl lie lost—lost 87,000!” 4 ‘ Poor man ! What did he do?” “ What could ho do? He confessed his dishonesty, but he could not make restitution. Bo ho was sent to Btate prison, and died there, overcome with humiliation and contrition. You see. Will, what an honest man may he led into by borrowing another man’s goods without permission.” “ Father, lam veiy sorry I did it. I felt so sure of being able to pay ic at onto 1 But I cau understand now wiiy you say there is such a little step l>e tween borrowing without leave and stealing. O 1 mamma, did you accuse tlio cook ? ” “ No, I only suspected her. I waited to be very snre.” “Tlioro it is, Will! You came very near being the innocent cause of great injustice to cook, and of great trouble to your mother. It is easy to commit an apparently trifling fault, but difficult, nay, impossible, to fotesee what calami ties may result trom it. ‘Abstain from all appearance of evil,’ is a good motto fop boys as well as men.”— France E. Wadteiah, in Christian Register. a risH-rnoPAOATiNO company of Oali toruia is experimenting withe, frog farm. New Brunswick furnished the material to start with, 130 frogs being sent from 'there packed in fresh moss in a box plen tifully supplied with perforations for the admission of uir. T 1 i moss was fre quently moistened on the way. On the arrival of the box at its destination only 110 frogs were found, and of these ten were dead. It is supposed that the eighteen that were missing had been eat en during the journey by their compan ions in confinement. The total population of Austria-Hun gary by the late census is 37,741,113, or about 1,000,000 larger than that of France, and 2,000,000 larger than that ot Great Britian. The increase in Hun gary during the decade was very small —only one-ninth of 1 per cent. War is a turnpike gate like a dead dog’s tall? Because it stops a waggin’. VOL. VI.-NO. 3‘. riMAMA/rrmaa. A mas is known by tbs itimp—y bs kttjM ant at Wan ha came horns ttfiy ba toU Ml wife be had !•**€> oat sharfyMJia* To miss a Bucocsafui ran for oCm a man must imitate snow. Ha si mat ootas down occasionally. “I wish I was a pudding, mamma.” “ Why ’’ “ ’Causa I would have e lot of sugar put into me.” “ It is only after long reflection that I go to an entertainment with any young matt,” said the maiden to her minor. Whan a woman leaves a man who has not earned bis salt for years, he immedi ately advertises that ha will pay no debts of her contracting. A certain gentleman must have been very proud of his wifo when ho des cribed her as “ lieautiful, dutiful, youth ful, and an armful." Eli Perkins says Texas is the largest •*tate in the Union. Now the State will have to be surveyed all over again-to ascertain if that is so. —Texas Siftings. “This is a sad commentary on our coasted civilization,” a tramp despond ingly observed, when he discovered that (lie ham he had taken from the front of a shop was a wooden one. A perfect jam is mails of plum, and vet a perfect jamb ia never out of plumb. “Think of it,” says the Emigrant Gaul, “and yet Frenchmen are expected to write good English just the aame.” “ A good husband makes a good write,” says a pnilosopber, but he stops there, and don’t say what he makes her do. Probably build the Are for him in the morning and sit up late for him at night. “ What kind of a mark is that ? ” said Magrady to his friend Talthorpe, point ing to a scar on his face. “ It’s a ques tion mark,” replied tne other; “got it for asking a man ‘if it was hot enough for him.’”— Puck. Soenk : bridal rception. Several of the guests, after shaking hands writli the bride, and oil speaking at the same time: "Whore is the bridegroom?” Bride ( naively: “Oh, he's up stairs watching the wedding presents.” “I sat, when docs this train leave? ” "Wlmt are you asking me for? Go to the conductor ; I'm the engineer.” “ I know you're the engineer; but you ■ might give a man a civil answer.” “ Yes, but I'm uocivil engineer.” Relation -hips are rather far-fetched sometimes, both in Belaud and Scot land. “Do you kuow Tom Duffy, Pat?” “Know him, is it?” says Pat, “sure lie's a near relation of mine ; he once wnuted to marry my sister, Kate.” The following lacouio correspond ence is reported in a Maine pai>er: M. Y.—“ Do me the favor to lend me a dollar to get my cow out of the pound.” GA. D.—“ I would, but I. paid my lost dollar to the boys to take the cow to the pound.” A toono couple have just begun housekeeping and wish to engage a nmid-of all-work. Josephine presents herself. After detailing the duties re quited, the lady of the house remarks : “Well, my good girl, I think you will be suited; the work is light, aud we have no children.” Josephine (with a gracious smirk) —“Oh, madam, do not put yourself out on my account, I beg. I adore them.” The locomotive commenced running in 1325, and at the beginning of 1880 tho railways of the world had reached the enormous aggregate of 219,804 miles, representing a capital investment esti mated at about $19,000,000,000 I The estimate for each gytnd division of tho globo at that date is as follows : Capital Mihn. invented. En rope 102.59$ $12,1 iO^KK) North America tM.GuT 5,0:13,000,000 Smith America T,900 465, 0 i,UK) Auntra ia 4,3 J* 230,000,000 Africa 3,024 200,000,000 Afiu 8,083 G 19,0 iO,OOO Total 210,804 $19,065,0.0,000 The estimate, if brought down to the present time, would undoubtedly give the full round number of 240,000 miles, or ten times tho circumference of the globe. _ Con. Henry T. Titus, who died at Titusvillo, Fla., a few days ago, had a renmrkahly-adventurous career. He was born in New Jersey, and in his youth went to Florida, where he joined the Lopez expedition. In a hand-to-hand encounter at Cardenas ho cleft the skull of a Colonel ot lancers’ at a single blow. He essayed another landing in Cuba, but was unsuccessful. He was in tho thick of the quarrel in Kansas in 1859, and once hud a souffle with Ossawatouiio Brown. He served in tho Confederate army, joined the Walker expedition to Nicaragua, led a wild life in Mexico, Arizona and Colorado, and in his old ago founded the flourishing Florida town that bears his name. Fob some unknown reason the Cld neso Government recently issued a de oree-eomniamling its subjects to abstain from shaving the head for a period ■■? 100 days. Detected in the act of dis obeying this arbitrary injunction, nearly sixty persons in the city of Foochow alone we*e sentenced to receive a casti gation with bamboo rods, and to pay a line amounting to about $6.25 apiece. Before liberation the heads of the of fenders were carefully painted and var nished, as a warning to other rebellious ly-inclined citizens. Thebe are 111,387 illiterate persons in Maryland. Of this numlier 90,172 are colored. The State has 2,020 ele mentary schools, and 390 schools for colored children; these schools are con ducted by 2,692 white teachers and 389 colored ones. The average salary paid ia £31.89, and the average number ot mouths during which the teacher* on employed is 8k 12.