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sy R . S. HOWARD.
VOLUME VI.
■ Songs of tlie Soul.
I in W! ,„,1.Th ; l fongs that never me sung
outward token;
I*" tlieinselves lor aye in the soul,
W ! °ing“ ft fi e llmt npver iss l’ oken -
I are sweeter than poets e’er penned;
B^heirp ,wtr BI,(I t! “ ir l,eauty excelling;
mf ntelo 'v purer and tenderer lar
the notes that their numbers are
jwelhng-
I ve .y true love sings to his love,
Lis deep-hidden leeling;
1 " f i„g themselves low in the pure
■' maiden’ 8 breast,
1 1 0 > |Wtr of an outward revealing.
I t that tlf mother-heart sings to the babe
hr bosom reclining;
■ y n 9) irit voice to her hopes and hor
■ leant,
■ Ter der beyond all and. fining.
It j thrilling songs, that awake every chord
I (fieit the soul is exultant with gladness;
Hjigtsigh through its chambers like voices ol
■ night
| When they lltter its burden and sadness;
breathe through the spirit with solt
I whispeiing notes,
I L ie winds over June roses S’ghing,
■ passion is stilled and peace reigns
I within,
I iidthe dealt hushed and tranquil is lying.
Itoch songs are sung through all the wide
I world,
I lid never once known are the singers;
tluir music is echoed Irom heart unto
I heart,
I Audits sweetness and power ever lingers;
I Jad but lor the sir ging of such voiceless
I tongs,
I inionlfl tilled with hoping and longing,
Id' dreaty indeed wtm'td ho the dark road
I Earth’s children are hurriedly thronging.
I ter manv the poets whose numbers are
I lurined
lithe unwritten language of Spirit,
fhile lew are the ones who in words the
lips Irani o
The power to express them inherit;
l.d rare is the voice that is perlectly tuned
HVn words are the outward token,
Jut never a si ul but can sweet music make
In the language that never is spoken.
- O'. S. Ralph in Boston Transcript.
[he Trials of a Schoolmistress.
Wuen “the inhabitants in, and legal
voters of ” school district number om
ol the town of Westcastle, in the Siat
of Massachusetts, chose Deacon Saniue:
Carter and Ross Wallace directors tiica
rather congratulated themselves on
laving made the best possible choice
for all parties had been suited. D acoi
Carter was an old, and Mr. Wallace ;
joung man Ihe venerable deacon w.i:
‘married man, who rejoiced in tii
large family of sons and daughters that
fathered around bistable. Mr.Wallao
tag unmarried, and to tell the truth
rather tyrannized over a somewhat vix
tnish housekeeper. lie was, however
something more than bashful, he was
anally afraid ot the girls and nevei
Tent - n h> society, and, it was said, al
left the church before the bene
di-'tion, so as to get rid ot passing
through the ordeal of having to bow,
perhaps even to speak to a score of what
ho termed “giggling girls.”
The principal duty of a school director
uto select the teacher, and Mr. Wall ice
anticipated little trouble on that score,
*1 beacon Carter had been one of the
,rfl h° rs for many years, and was a man
s ‘Wi_\g willing to take the responsibil
ity.
Ross, observed the deacon to his
Jung associate in official honors, as
7 me t in the store one morning, “ I’ll
a 1 around this evening and see you
‘ ut 'i' o district. That is unless you’d
11 come over to my house and spend
* Boc . 1 * * IOUr * Mrs. Carter an’ the girls
Mu make you welcome I’ve no
: b ’ and tile deacon smiled blandly,
good-looking daughters are
0 sm *i e on a well-to-do and moral
f“ n? , raaQ desirable in every way as a
■tom-law.
hlh, call over and see me,” said
aace - “It would be a great deal
for me if you would.”
.. • “ replied the deacon,
.‘‘- v you m ust be a little more neigh
jJ than you have been,” he added
11 Mother benevolent smile, and the
touted, the deacon to return home
tinr^. 1 )' 0 aDd su P ei 'intend the prepara
s t eh were being made for a visit of
" ntt 1 * OUr Woe i J3 that lie was about to
tra 'v ° a Mother who resided in Cen
• - w \ork, and the unsuspecting
Q „ s t ? return borne to eat a ‘‘picked
inner and to listen to the com-
WlUts nf Mo _
itjrphM, 'J allace have you got my
spi ' ‘.emanded the housekeeper, a
deiif :i° f wsnters i there had evi
boon no summers in her life.
sf ,; llS3 lla rt, I must—l—that is,”
Ross.
w * s ’ y° u ’ve forgotten it ag’in,”
*?* 'he spinster.
R/ia- raa d I have, ma’am,” replied
do'efully.
w the same being the case you
§ Un , i’°ur shirt front done up for
,a - v ia f I can see,” said the house-
H a look of ill-concealed tri
ft* • v
hashf S W * nce d h> r like many another
j, j s U ' lnan he was particular in regard
p r personal appearance and the meal
w-.-. tf< p d in silence till the spinster
„ e out afresh.
Wou 'A r ', allace, I calculate that it
n t be convenient to let me have
itp^i an k° Ur or two to-morrow, would
fcan ' n WaS r ' right hand
CarrV D ; far ming operations, and he
®iv e sca'e 11 farm * ng on an exten
-s°-o. that is, not very—”
THE forest news.
h r 10 driTC
yourself. TWn"om. “ y ? leees
1SC ,c tl,e
w^: e .frv? ur3e, . f -”™^wMr.
“ Ross w!h dn T, e w . ll] do you good.”
koss n allace,” said the spinster in
bo Tad ,‘T “ 1 d ° belic - uTtou'd
one of n V ° me k Uled. Me drive
yourn 'a [! get^P; a nd-get horses of
knL whlt h Ca 18 e “ J thouh 1 don’t
°inn t 6 means by the
Wo nil, Le . n g0 ’ 1 guess *” observed Mr.
Wallace, as he rose from his seat.
“That woman will be the death of
yet, said the farmer to himself as
Me made his way to the back lot where
ins men were at work. “ Well, I may
as well go down to Boston to-morrow
as to go down next week for the matter
of that, I suppose.”
“ an ’ the feirls will have the day to
ourselves,” chuckled the ancient, as her
employer left the house, and she heard
the door “ bang ” after him. “ I’ll bet a
dollar that he’ll be off forsomewlnre
night and early to-morrow momin°- ”
Evening came and with it came also
the deacon.
“Ross,” observed the pillar of the
church, “ you’ll have to attend to gettin’
the teacher.”
“What did you say, deacon?” in
quired the horrified Ross.
My brother John is sick, pretty low,
in fact, an’ a3 I haven’t seen him for
now goin’ on twenty years I thought it
my duty to make him a visit. John
aiu t got no near connection but me, an’
maybe he 11 come back an’ 3tay with me
till lie’s called, that’s what he hinted
at in his letter, an’ he’s my brother
an’ is well off, an’ so I'm goin’ to Cen
tral New York to see him,” replied the
deacon.
“How long will you be gone?” asked
Ross, with a last gleam of hope.
“Well, John thought him an’ me
might get his affairs righted in about a
month.”
“ W hen must school commence, dea
con ?”
“ The district voted to have it begin
a week from next Monday, Ross.”
“When do you go?” anxiously in
quired Wallace.
“To-morrow,” calmly replied the
deacon. “ The mistress’ll board at Mr.
Frye’s. (He gets too much for it; three
dollars a week is a big price, as it stands
to reason that she won’t eat much,
bein’ a woman,) an’ all you’ve got to
do is to get the right kind of a girl,” he
added.
Wallace groaned.
“Has anyone applied?” he asked.
“ Well not exactly applied,” said the
the deacon, cautiously. “There’s the
Brown girl, Julia, she told her ma’am
to tell Mrs. Carter to tell me that she
didn’t know but what she might take
the school if she didn’t take some other,
an’ Mary Liseomb cahed before the
meetin’ was held to say that she might
teach this summer, and ag’in she might
not.”
“ What shall I do?” said Ross, des
pondingly.
“Well, you'd better harness up an 1
ride around for a day or two an’ see if
you can’t pick up a good passable kind
of a girl that wants to teach,” replied
the deacon, as he rose to go.
Never in the whole course of his life
had Ross Wallace been in such a fix.
The idea of being put in such a position
almost drove him mad. He, Ross Wal
lace, who had ney<r even called upon
one of the young ladies, even of his im
mediate neighborhood, now asked to
ride around and hunt up a “passable
kind of a girl,” who might “want to
teach.” The thought was maddening.
Ross went to Boston the next day.
The day after he was uncommonly
busy on the farm and found no time to
attend to the hunting up of the re
quired “passable kind of a girl” so much
needed by school district No. 1, of the
town of West castle. The evening found
him in his room reading Hallam’s Mid
dle Ages, when the housekeeper
knocked at his door and made the—to
him—fearful announcement —
“ A young lady’s in the sitting room
waiting to see you Mr. Wallace.”
“ Angels and ministers of grace, de
fend us! ’ exclaimed Ross. “ I wonder
if she’s the Brown girl, or the Mary
Liseomb, that the deacon told me
abbut?”
Plainly there was nothing to do but
to go down and meet his unwelcome
visitor.
“If she’s anyway fit to teach the
school I’ll engage her,” thought Ross
as he entered the sitting room.
His visitor was not so imposing a one
after all. It was not the “ Brown girl,”
and it was not Mary Liseomb; that
much he decided on at the first glance.
A graceful lit le lady, small and slen
der, with a sweet face framed in masses
of curls, black and shining. Hair that
recalled to the mind of the school offi
cial a little curl that lay upstairs
among his papers. A curl cut from the
head of the mother who had died be
fore his remembrance. The though
sent the moisture to his eyes, and the
little lady in black had won her suit
before it was proffered.
“This is Mr. Wallace, the school di
rector, I presume,” she said, breaking
the silence that was getting embarrass
ing to both.
Mr. Wallace bowed.
“lam Kit Freeman, and I called to
see about taking your school; I gradu
ated at Vas sir. I am out of work
and my mother is dead, and I am all
alone in the world.”
“ Poor little girl,” thought Mr. Wal
lace, as he noticed the tears gather in
her eyes and caught the trembling at
once of lip and voice, and if Miss Kit
JEFFERSON, GA., FRIDAY, JUNE 11, 1880.
had lacked anything of having gained
the place she sought that would h ;ve
secured it. Old deacon Carter might
not nave thought her “ a passable girl ”
but Mr. Ross Wallace did. Twenty
uve will differ from sixty-five on such
subjects.
A long yes, actually long—conversa
tion followed, and Miss Kit was not
only engaged, but left the house feeling
quite we’l acquainted with Mr. Wallace,
and wondered how any one could call
tnm “odd,” saying to fierself with just
a little blush, “ I’m sure he’s just splen
did, and not odd at all; and I’m sure,
too, that I shall have a splendid time
teaching the school.”
Poor, self-deceived Miss Kit. Fool
ish, confident Miss Kit, to expect a
“ s P lendid time ” as the mistress of a
country school. Deacon Carter, the
author, or almost any other old man,
could have told her better, and yet to
what purpose? Why not be merry
while we may ? Why not take pleasure
in anticipation while there is so little
pleasure in the reality ? Surely there is
no harm and some little good done.
CHAPTER 11.
“There’s a snarl of uncommonly bad
children in this district,” observed the
boarding mistress to Miss Kit. “A
snarl of ’em, an’ if anything one is worse
than the other, if possible. You must
be firm and let ’em know you’re master,”
she continued with a calm disregard of
the sex ©f the party addressed.
“I think that I can manage them.”
said Miss Kit.
At school, she found that the task
would be a hard one indeed. The
scholars kept reasonably quiet while the
teacher was taking their names and
assigning classes, but the trouble com
menced in earnest then. A set of boys
attended who reported themselves as
“ too big to go to a woman’s school,”
as the ringleader informed Miss Kit,
and she quite agreed with him, and only
wished that his parents would think so
also. Miss Kit had no peace in her life
whatever hope she might have in her
death, which she declared to be near,
as the children were bound to kill her!
A worse school could hardly be im
agined. Miss Kit had led in repeating
the Lord’s Prayer, a part of the regu
lar school exercise, for a few days with
bowed head and closed eyes, but she
found that the assuming of that reve
rent attitude was the signal for raining
a shower of paper balls on her devoted
head, and she concluded to “watch as
well as pray,” and led that portion of
the school exercise with eyes wide open
and head erect.
The children acted worse and worse,
is days went by, and little Miss Kit,
who tried the best sbe could to keep
order, was sorely perplexed. As Mrs.
Deacon Carter expressed it, “Them
critters at the school-house act as if
possessed with witches,” and Miss Kit
felt that she would gladly have ex
changed them for the whole company
of the servants of the “ prince of the
power of the air,” that of old time so
sorely afflicted the good people of the
ancient town of Salem.
Such a state of affairs could not of
course long escape the notice of the only
remaining school director, and Mr.
Wallace had frequent interviews with
the perplexed teacher, and he found
himself thinking of her in a way that
he had never even dreamed of thinking
of a woman, yet I suspect lie would
have been astonished if any one had
suggested that he was in love. He was
interested in Miss Kit—and in the school
—because it was his official duty to be.
Only that and nothing more. It was
his duty to attend to the school and he
discharged that duty in the most pains
taking manner.
By the advice of the director Miss Kit
took a firmer stand and punished one or
two pupils, but a rebellion is much more
easily suppressed in the commencement
than after some time has passed, as all
history teaches, and Miss Kit found.
The school had been running two
weeks.
Deacon Carter was expected home
Monday night, and the people predicted
that he would at once bring order
(which is heaven’s first law) out of
what pretty closely resembled chaos as
far as law was concerned, by the dis
charge of the teacher, and the hiring of
either the Brown girl or Mary Liseomb
who, it was said would thrash the
rebels into instant and unconditional
submission.
Saturday evening Mr. Wallace called
at the school-house alter the school
had beeD dismissed. It had rained
more or less all day and the road was
rather muddy.
“If Miss Kit is here I’ll take her
home,” Mr. Wallace had thought as he
drew up his horse in front of the tem
ple of knowledge.
Miss Kit was there.
And Miss Kit was in tears.
And naturally Mr. Wallace inquired
what fresh trouble had occurred; in
quired, be it said, with a sad heart, for
he could not disguise from himself the
fact that Miss Kit must go.
“They are getting worse and worse,”
sobbed Miss Kit,” and to-day when 1
put Tom Dyer under the desk to punish
him he cut my rubber to bits,” and the
little teacher held up the fragments of
what had once been a dainty little rub
ber. “And now,” she added, “they
tell me that cross old Deacon Carter
will make me leave, and where can I
get another engagement?”
“ I’ll tell you,” said Ross Wallace.
She looked up love story
that his eyes told, and her own black
eyes fell again.
“ Take me for a life-long pupil. Be my
wife,” he said.
Miss Kit looked up shyly and whis
pered something that probably was not
FOR THE PEOPLE
a refusal, as Mr. Wallace gave—and re
ceived—his first love kiss.
*****
Deacon Carter returned horn eon Mon
day, and “ the Brown girl ” was at once
installed as mistress of the district
school, and succeeded in keeping the
term out in peace, and Miss Kit was in
stalled a3 mistress of the home of Mr.
Ross Wallace some few weeks later.—
Portland, New Era.
Bonanza Farming In Dakota,
We spent an evening in the comfort
able home of one of the superintendents,
and heard him explain the system of
bookkeeping. Every man is engaged
by contract, for a certain time, to do cer
tain work, for certain wages. He re
ceives his money on presenting to the
cashier a time check certifying the
amount and nature of his labor. The
average price paid to hands is $lB a
month and board. In harvest they get
$2.25 a day. A record is kept by the
foreman of the amount of wheat turned
out by each thresher, by the driver of
each wagon of the amount of wheat
loaded by him, and by the receiver at
the elevator of the amount of wheat
brought in by each team. All the farm
machinery and the provisions are bought
at hands for wholesale prices.
Mules and horses are bought in St.
Louis. Wheat is not stocked or stored,
but shipped to market as rapidly as pos
sible. Everything is regulated by an
exact system, and this is what makes
the farms a success.
Brains and energy in the man who
controls them and in those whom he
chooses as his subordinate officers—this
is the secret of the enormous profits
which have been made on the Dai
ry m pie farms. The cost of raising the
first crop is about sll an acre; each sub
sequent crop costs SB. The average
yield for this year was about nineteen
bushels to the acre. This could be sold
at Fargo on October 1 for eighty cents
a bushel. A brief calculation will give
you $4.20 per acre profit on the new
land, and $7.30 for all the rest; or, say,
$130,000 gain on one crop. These fig.
ures I believe to be too small, rather
than too large.
But docs this large farming pay for
the country ? It absorbs great tracts
of land, and keeps out smaller farmers.
It employs tramps who vanish when
the harvest is over, instead of increasing
the permanent population. It exhausts
the land. The cultivation is very shal
low. There is no rotation of crops.
Everything is taken from the ground ;
nothing is returned to it. Even the
straw is burned. The result of this is
that the average crop from any given
acre grows smaller every year, and it
is simpiy a question of time under the
present management how long it will
take to exhaust the land Harper's
Magazine.
Recent Signs of the Sky.
The superstitiously inclined might
regard the signs of the sky lor the last
month or six weeks as ominous.
Meteors and shooting stars have been
unusually plentiful. The„ newspapers
in all parts of the civilized world have
contained accounts of their appearance.
Not a wtek has passed without one or
more brilliant fire balls having been
seen in England or on the continent of
Europe. One night, several weeks ago
the people of some parts of Northern
New Jersey were startled by a sudden
illumination out of doors, followed by
the rapid flight of a large meteor across
the heavens. Two or three fire balls
have been seen recently in the Western
States. The other day the residents of
two towns in Connecticut were as
tonished to hear a noise like thunder
overhead, although the sky was serene
and cloudless. It is reported from
Sicily that recently a shower of meteor
dust, containing a large amount of
meteoric iron in small pirtioles, fell
there. Any one crossing the ferries at
night, especially in the early part of the
month, if he watched the sky, was
pretty sure to see one or more shooting
stars before the trip was ended, remind
ing him of the fact that the earth is con
tinually being
“Pelted with stardust; stoned with meteor
balls.”
The astronomers have succeeded in
locating most of these aerial batteries
that are trained upon the earth so that
their discharges can be predicted, but
there are yet a great many random
shots that cannot be referred to any of
the radiant points. This is especially
true of the large meteors, of which so
many have been seen of late. The
direction of the small fire is pretty well
known, but the great blazing balls that
shine like a flying moon, leaving trains
of fire, and then burst into fragments,
come as unexpectedly as bombs from a
hidden gunboat. —New York Sun.
A Stinging Reply Checked.
Asa woman in Whitehall township,
Lehigh county, in this State, was scold
ing her children, the neighbors, a hired
girl and everybody in general, her hus
band entered and interposed a mild
word. She opened her mouth for an
angry reply, but a spasm contracted her
cheek, her lower jaw fell, and she could
neither speak nor shut her mouth; her
tongue hung out, and her eyes nearly
started out of their sockets; she had dis
located her jaw bone in her violent effort
to make a stinging reply to her husband.
A surgeon was called, who reduced the
dislocation, bound up her head and pres
cribed a quiet diet. — Philadelphia Ledger.
Colonel Wright, of New Haven,
Conn , has just made a clean $75,000 in
Arizona mining stocks, which reminds
us that we’d rather be Wright than
President. —Boston Post,.
FOR I HE FAIR SEX.
Fashion .Voles.
Ruft'a are much prettier thau collars
for mantles.
Plaitings in the lower edge of a skirt
are considered indispensable.
Surah silk is used to make the chem
isettes and shirred trimmings for foulard
gowns.
Clusters ot ostrich tips of all the
different shades of heliotrope are pretty
and new.
R -al pongee is about the cheapest
thing that one can have for a cool, sum
mer dress.
White lace ruchings are now con
sidered absolutely necessary for the
necks of all mantles.
The proper way to use lace flounces
this year is to make panels of them on
the side of the skirt.
The perfection of half mourning is a
black bunting dress embroidered with
gray and white violets.
The coolest wool dresses for summer
wear have no trimming, but rows of
stitching on the bottom of both skirts.
Arabesque designs are preferred to the
vine and foliage in gimp. Some pat
terns look like polka dots of braid or
gimp.
Long satin strings are attached to the
waist and neck of most summer man
tles, but economical girls replace them
by bows.
Handkerchief costumes are perfumed,
suggesting that they have been made
up of the contents of one’s handker
chief case.
The present style of dressing the hair
in narrow coils at the back of the head
must not be used if the forehead be
high, or the head large.
The foulard gowns are lighter than
grenadines because they need no lining,
but some women do line them with
silk in pale, soft colors.
Light blue and white checked gingham
is trimmed with dark claret color, mak
ing suits fit for the Goddess ol Liberty,
but rather showy for ladies.
Directoire collars of dark velvet, trim
med with Languedoc lace, are worn both
with dark and light gowns. These col
lars are fastened by scarfs of silks,
which are sewed to their front edges
and knotted on the front of the waist.
The spikes are made into fringes as
well as used for tassels. They are still'
and ugly in either capacity, but expen
sive and therefore “stylish.”
Mummy cloth is more used for draper
ies and covers than any other stuff, for
it wears exceedingly well, and hangs in
graceful folds, and the two attributes
are not united in any other material.
Some of the new skirts have the front
breadth of figured goods, the side
breadths plain, the next breadth figured
and the train of one figured set between
two plain breadths. The effect is
hideous.
Bright colored mantles contrasting
with the dress are fearfully ugly, but it
is to be feared that they are inevitable.
Moreover they are trimmed with plait
ings of a different hue, and are some
times embroidered at that.
Some Patrimonial Conjectures.
A St. Louis young woman enters into
some interesting statistical and matri
monial conjectui-es. She figures out
that she knows perhaps 100 young men,
in round numbers. Of these she thinks
she knows about thirty intimately, and
of these thirty there are not more than
four whom she would consent to marry
for love or money on the spur of the mo
ment. It may not be a pleasant way o
putting it, but what she says is that,
taking one hundred young men as they
come and go, only one out of every
twenty-five can be set down as unob
jectionable and able to make a living
for himself and a wife.
A Proper Marriage.
“Little Brown Wren” writes from
Elmira, 0., to a Michigan journal: Ido
not think it sad for a woman to be a
“bread-winner,” unless there are little
children to be fed, who cling to her
skirts, and then it is pitiful indeed. A
proper marriage, which the heart and
mind both acknowledge, is the happiest
and best thing for either man or woman;
but to see a girl or a family of girls sit
ting at home, where their help is not
needed, permitting their father to sup
port them, and simply waiting for some
man to come and get them, is disgust
ing.
Congressional Betters.
Two members of Congress disputed
one day as to whose chain was the
heavier. Each one bet ten dollars his
chain was the heavier, and they settled
it by weighing the chains in the scales
at the House postoffice. A few days
afterward the winner of the bet was in a
jewelry store, when he saw his brother
Congressman’s chain in a glass case. He
remarked that he had seen that chain
before, and was told it had been left
there to have two extra link3 put in.
Smelling a rat, he immediately went to
a rival jeweler’s and ordered three ex
tra links to be put in his own chain.
Some days passed, and one day he was
approached by the other Congressman,
who declared the House postoffice scales
were imperfect, and believed his chain
would be the heaviest on a fair weigh.
The former winner pretended to protest
that the scales were all right, and let
himself be bantered into another bet of
twenty-five-dollars, to be decided by a
jeweler’s scales. Of course he won this
bet too.
Hints on House>Cleaning.
Where hard-finished walls have al
ready been k .lsomincd, the soiled coats
should be washed or scraped off before
anew one is put on. This is the most
disagreeab’e part of the. process. The
furniture should be covered, as lime
makes spots that are removed with great
difficulty, especially upon black walnut.
Those who have tried paint on the walls
of rooms speak very strongly in its favor.
It closes up the pores of the plaster so
that it cannot absorb ill odors, it can be
easily cleaned with soda and water,
(soap and water make it spotty) and it
can be made of any desired tint. In
washing painted walls it is a good plan
to remove from the room everything
that can be injured by steam, and then
hang sheets wrung from hot water in
the room. The vapor condensing on the
walls softens the dirt and it may be
wiped off with woolen cloths wrung
from soda water. Ceilings that have
been smoked by a kerosene lamp should
be washed off with soda water. If the
wall about the stove has been
smoked by the stove, cover the black
patches with gum shellac aid they
will not strike through either paint
or kalsomine. Furniture needs clean
ing as much a? other wood-work.
It may be washed with warm soap suds
quickly, be wiped dry, and then rubbed
with an oily cloth. To polish it, rub it
with rotten-stone and sweet-oil. Clean
off the oil and polish with chamois skin.
For ordinary wood-work use whiting to
rub the dirt off and ammonia. Mortar
and paint may be removed from window
glass with hot, sharp vinegar. Grained
wood should be washed with cold tea.
Carpets should be thoroughly beaten on
the wrong side first and then on the right,
after which spots may be removed by the
use of ox gall or ammonia and water. If
paper has been laid under the carpet all
dust may be easily removed with it ith
out raising any. The warmth of floors is
greatly increased by having carpet lining
or layers of paper under it. Drain pipes
and all places that are sour or impure
may be cleansed with lime water, cop
peras water or carbolic acid. Copperas
mixed with the whitewash put upon
the cellar walls will keep vermin away.
Strong brine may be used to advantage
in washing bedsteads; hot alum water
is also good for this purpose. Oil of
lavender will drive away the fleas.
Hellel ore sprinkled on the floor at night
destroys cockroaches; they eat it and
are poisoned. Cayenne pepper blown
into the cracks where aunts congregate
will drive them away. The same
remedy is good also for mice. If gilt
frames, when ne w, are covered with a
coat of white varnish all specks can
tficn be washed off with water without
harm. Good fires should be kept up
during the house-cleaning time even
though the doors and windows be kept
open and more than usual attention
should be given to the provision of a
nutritious and generous diet. Under
the most favorable circumstances
house-cleaning makes immense de
mands upon the nervous system as well
as on the muscular, and good food at
regular intervals will be a great help in
enabling one to be patient. —New York
Tribune.
Business Maxims.
A prominent merchant has compiled
the following maxims for his own in
quiry and experience:
1. Choose the kind of business you
understand.
2. Capital is positively required in
business, even if you have real es
tate outside and credit ever so good.
3. One kind of business is as much as
a man can manage successfully. In
vestments on the outside do not gener
ally pay, especially if you require the
money in your business.
4. But cautiously and just what you
want, and do not be persuaded to pur
chase wliat you do not need; if you do,
you will soon want what you can’t buy.
5. Insure your stock; insure your
store; insure your dwelling, if you have
one. If the rate is high it is only be
cause the risk is great, and of course
you should not take the risk yourself.
A business that will not pay for insur
ing will not justify running.
6. Sell to good, responsible parties
only. Sell on a specified time, and when
your money is due demand it; do not let
the account stand without note or inter
est for an indefinite period.
7. Sell at a reasonable profit and
never misrepresent to effect a sale.
8. Live within your income; keep
your business to yourself; have pa
tience and you will succeed.
9. Competition is the life of trade, but
in trying to run your competitor out of
business, be careful you do not run your
self out.
10. Advertise your business in your
home paper. It pays to patronize the
printer.
Very Delicate Indeed.
Lately an inhabitant of Naples in
formed his friends that he was about to
make a trip to Paris. Immediately he
was overwhelmed with commissions.
Upon his return to Naples the traveler
brought with him, however, only part
of the purchases ordered through him:
“ How in the world could you be so
forgetful?” said several of those whom
he thus disappointed.
“I will tell you how it happened, ’
said the Neapolitan; “ such and such a
one in giving me their commissions
gave me the money at the same time.
I folded each one’s money in the paper
on which his commissions were written,
and placed all the paper on my table.
A sudden gU3t of wind came and blew
away every paper that did not contain
money—possibly your commission was
among them.”
PRICE—S 1.60 PER ANNUM.
NUMBER 1.
Beautiful Hands.
Such beautilul, beautiful hands!
They are neither white nor small,
And you, I know, would scarcely think
That they were lair at all.
I’ve looked on hands whose lorm and hue
A sculptor’s dream might be;
Yet are these aged, wrinkled hands,
Most beautiful to me.
Such beautiful, beau'i.'ul hands!
Though hearts were weary and sad,
These patient hands kept toiling on,
That the children might be glad.
I almost weep on looking back
To childhood’s distant day;
I think how these hands rested not
When mine were at their play.
Such beautilul, beautilul hands!
They’re growing feeble now;
For time and pain have left their mark
On hand and heart and brow.
Alas! alas! The nearing time,
And the sad, sad day for me,
When ’nealk the daisies out of sight
These hands will folded be.
But oh! beyond this shallow land,
Where all is bright and lair,
I know full well these dear old hands
Will palms ol victory bear.
Where crystal streams through endless
years
Flow over the golden sands,
And where the old grow young again,
I’ll clasp my mother’s hands.
mXS OF INTEREST.
Dr. Erastus Bailey, of Compton, R. 1.,
makes $1.75 per hen per annum from the
efforts of over 1,200 hens.
A Kansas weekly publishes “fourteen
rules to be observed during a tornado.”
Only one is necessary. Be somewhere
else.
The savage process of obtaining a fire
by the friction of pieces of wood is daily
performed in London by a company of
Zulus.
In the United States 100,000 bushels
of hemp seed are annually consumed
for bird food alone. Much of it is im
ported.
The total amount already disbursed
for arrears of pensions is over $24,000,-
000, and the clams for arrears on file
number 220,000.
The poor, guileless Indian can be in
duced by the shrewd white man to trade
his pony for a rifle not worth SB. But
it takes a deal of vigilance to prevent his
stealing the pony back when it comes
night.
At Bowling Green, Ky., Jesse Thomas
lost nine good hogs. Just sixteen days
thereafter he found them. The ground
where the beds were had suddenly sunk
and they were entombed fifteen feet be
low the surface.
The sunny skies of Raleigh, N. C-,
were recently overclouded by a shower
which fell softly and lightly like white
snowflakes, but the “ snowflakes ” were
dull gray bugs almost the size of a grain
of corn. They fell thickly and for some
time.
According to Mr. Potter, United State
consul at Stuttgart, Germany, the num
her of beet sugar mills in Germany
329 ; in 1850, 181. Pounds of sugar mad
in 1878, 850,000,000; in 1850, 118,000,000.
About twelve pounds of beets make one
pound ol sugar. The total product of
beet sugar in all Europe, is 3,0C0 000,000
pounds.
The German empire has now twenty
universities, all having the same consti
tution. As they are partially supported
by the state, it claims a general right of
control. But at present each university
virtually manages its own affairs, even
the appointment of the professors de
pending in the main on the faculties to
which they belong.
A correspondent, speamng of Russian
babies, describes as follows what one
sees in the house of the average Rus
sian peasant: He looks curiously at
one odd little bundle laid upon a shelf,
another hung upon the wall on a peg,
a third slung over one of the main
beams of the roof, and rocked by the
mother, who has the cord looped over
her foot. “ Why, that is a child!” cries
the traveler, with a feeling similar to
that experienced on treading upon a
toad which was supposed to be a stone.
Can a Man Break Ills Neck and Live?
Can a man break his neck and live?
This question admits of an affirmative
answer; for cases are on record in which
the neck was very badly dislocated, if
not broken, and the victim lived. There
is in this city an eminent physician
who once had a narrow escape from
death in an accident of this nature, but
he lives to tell how he broke his neck
Western men can do almost anything,
so we are not surprised to hear that
one of them recently gave his neck
a twist that might have killed
an ox, but the neck-twister lives to tell
the tale. He is an Omaha mail-carrier,
and was recently thrown from a carriage
with great force and struck the ground
head foremost. A careful examination
of his neck, which was greatly swollen
and very painful, led to the conclusion
that a partial dislocation of the first two
bones of the neck, the atlas and axis,
had taken place. The neck was greatly
twisted and very painful, and partial
paralysis of the nerves which effect res
piration was also found to exist. Fear
ing to attempt any reduction of the dis
location, which is alwajs a very dan
gerous, and often a fatal operation, the
doctor left him for the night, determined
the next day to hold a consultation and
put the man under chloroform while the
operation was performed. The rext
morning when he arrived he found that
the neck had slipped back into its socket
during the man’s turnings on his pillow.
Such, at least, is the story as told in the
Omaha papers .—Buffalo Commercial.