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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.