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Bv r. S. HOWARD. VOLUME VI. , * Summer. obtest season ot the year, Vfffhitf-iobed goddese, all divine, I fl>o' lW , , . * eboW in homage at thy shrine, 4rew o’er spring’s cold bier! I “ Ike thy sister thou art seen drapery ol green; I fith flowery ~kirt as only nature wears I nen -he in happiest mood appears, t In sott and sunny hours— decked and broidered o’er with leaves ” And garlanded with flowers; , p rn thy head a floral crown we place, jin thy hand a lily for thy mace! " q |K summer queen, with air ol grace, f,'Ureignist -welly in thy youthful pride; 'd ~ peerless queen, with bonnie lace, s weel blossoms —strew them tar and wide fair fields ol waving grain W h niNiiad webs < f shining pearls |jewngl'd thick upon the waving plain; L , tu tted 1 los-oms lilt their yellow heads fK . ( .j thedevvdi ops shaken from the blades! I*l rosy dances the mom advances, Her dew-wet flag o’er all unfurls! ut-iloodh'g steals its mellow light along, to,* the morning mists and waking song, r .non the gulden-skirted clouds advance, Rejoicing in reflected radiance 01 thine "li bright, luxuriant summer! tround-ivy and clover are now sweeping over jhc heather and lawn; fiiih' lihcs arc blowing, and violets showing jfcjr gold hearts glowing and glad to the dawn! While her* 1 , amid the sheltering wood, The robin and tiie blue-bird brood. Ikesons-bircs at night attest their delight That the res' -hour is nigh; Ike sad whip-poor-will and the bell-bird still Tbewildwoods wake with their lone reply; jkeo, in rhapsody choral they loretell the auroral Biuth ol day-dawning sky! >'ow rural maids their tresses twine With fragrant buds of eglantine, Andgleelully o’er hill and vale light floii- the sweet and wandering gale; Or while I walk through meadows wide, Or watch the tippling river’s tide, Fresh odors, delicate and rare, Perfume the warm and ambrient air; iil nature sings in :um tul giee, lun 'itsei sweetest harmony, Fur thee, oh rosy, blooming summer— It sings lor thee! The Fad earth throbs beneath thy feet, For thee, oh warm and dreamy summer, Whiie gleeful nature smiles to greet Thy happy lace, Ti e In avens lejolce in ti y glad voice Ami winning grace, oa, so t sweet sheeny summer! Ute. *'pl-blooms with ardor blush, An! ehenie- sini e witli tinted flush; Th“ pencil-! n e bods are crimson-red, Wiiiletuuet.il warblers pine o’erhead, Far thee, oh tmgrant, IVu.tful summer! 1 he busy litile honey-bee, flakes niei ry drone in locust tree— Sow by its coming, and its going, And by its humming it is showing The love it bears to thee— rothefl, oh honey-la leu summer!— lhe love it bears to thee! tans, Com. I.ulher G. Riggs. I IAZEL- An April day, with a sky that one ur W:is s ui;ny and smiling as a baby’s 3.ue eyes, and tie next black with ■•nipestous v\ ind and rain clouds, and a ■raring, cold, easterly wind. Three times that day there had been 'dtle hail-storms, followed by sudden, peaceful clearings of the tumult 3uUs and Hazel May, at live ock of ttie capricious afternoon, was ■ ‘i'g disconsolately at the window, " K >iig out at the lovely, velvety lawn, Tlere toe croquet-lioops had been put and at the courageous out-putting “■'Ninths, in the sunny western bor der. 1 was a charmingly fair sight which | az,, l 8 brown eyes looked at, and had * e turned her gaze within, everything , h would have been quite as doaiejy and pleasant; but, for all, there , ’ l;lces of violent crying on her an*l a sorry, troubled look in the ■ lnto " hich Clyde had liked to look, * ver ai months ago. S'-'a'.ehow, Hazel had been thinking— -1 ’ ' ’’d allowed herself to think — 01 Allyde Remington for a few ■' i:in her judgment approved of d>en, when a gill’s heart and aflec ■"C' in the case, it isn’t very often Judgment v, r ill hold undisputed honestly enough, Hazel had tried not ' u ‘ n k 01 him, for a good many reasons ’ becaUse dwelling upon him in " >'iy made her wretchedly unhappy; . x 1 ' r ' because he certainly was not - troubling her brains about, after ”‘ A A : >y lie had treated her. same, however, the image of -• uoi-ome, bonny face would present ' and she almost heard the sweet, “' r.g tones of his voice as she sat e :Ui :v| onein the April gloaming; • cai ,y though it was.* the regather .V black with promises of wind, under, and pouring rain, were ,J i’ ln £ and dark and gioomy. =r- r Was n °body in the iiouse but little house was in exquisite r. for and Isabel had skillful, , ■ : * ia nds, and there was only them to do for. il n ,! Was toll an( * plenty of every §j wardrobe to refrigerator. f sr ‘Css never troubled the little tru ear en< As were many and teen y et this little Hazel —seven- ; ! lier birthday— felt that life was ■ worth the having. wit;' i * 1 l)ecause °T Clyde Remington, sc- as smiling blue eyes and liand- Qiouth and melodious voice. THE FOREST NEWS. th! n *r° rd \ Mr - Remi nKton had spent . jr y winter at Judge St. Lawrence’s, aze me t him at an evening company. From that time on he had been most marked in his attentions, so that people had set it down as a foregone conclusion that there was a very de lightful understanding between them. Everybody declared it was just the thing. Judge St. Lawrence’s wife—Mr. Rem ington’s haughty sister—was pleased, end had called most graciously on the Misses May. Isabel could find no possible fault, and Hazel-bright, happy, charming Hazel, with her bronze-brown hair and won derful brown eyes-was the gladdest girl in all the world; glad, and proud and happy. And then, all at once, without a word or a sign, he went a way-entirely away, lie and Judge St. Lawrence and Mrs. St. Lawrence—and not a word of ex planation, or regret, or apology left be hind. It could not have helped being an awful blow to Hazel, but she bore it wonderfully at first. She was indig nant, and haughty, and indifferent, by turns, until her woman’s heart asserted itself, and thc-n she broke down and cried out all her true agony on faithful Isa bel’s breast. "Try not to care, dear—can’t you? Believe iu him still, and make up your mind that it will be all rieht yet—that he will explain and come back again. Can’t you?” And strengthened by such tender counsel Hazel tried to be brave and patient. Hut the days grew into weeks, and midwinter came, with the joyous holiday greetings that Hazel had looked so fondly forward to. Earliest spring came, and now mid-April, and no word or sign had ever reached her. Was it any wonder that Hazel leaned her bright head against the window, and let tlie thick, tear drops fall, fast and hot ?—very much wonder that her heart was hurt and sick almost past en durance? With the first pattering rain drops Isabel came In, a look on her sweet, grave face that in ail her life Hazel had never before seen there. She went up to Ilazel, stopping to lay her little parcels on the table as she went, then separated from them a news paper that she opened and folded slowly; anu then went closely up to the figure leaning so disconsolately, haif feariuily, against the window. “Hear, you know 1 never hes tatc il there is an unpleasant duty for me io do. I have bad news lor you, little sister,and I know of no better way lor >ou to bear it than to ask your Heavenly Father to help you. Clyde Remington is married—see for yourself in thio paper that was handed to me in the store.” But Ilazel did not attempt to take the paper. Sue did not even move, and Isabel experienced a thrill of fear as she ■aw the sweet, girlish face whiten, and ushen,and harden. “Hazel! Hazel —don’t do so! You must not. Child, he is,not worth such a iook of agony ay that!” Ilazel made an effort to throw oft’ the horrible incubus that seemed suddenly to make her realize so awfuily that for her ail of life and hope and joy was cruelly murdered —such an effort as one might make if one knew their life de pended on that effort. Then she drew a long, sobbing breath. “ I—might—have—known,” she said, laboredly. Then a sudden, passionate burst of tears came raging from her anguished eyes—tears that saved her reason. And Isabel, as she carressed the shak ing, grief-convulsed figure, so slender, so supple, so prostrated, wondered why God had permitted this great blow to crush this young, trusting heart. * * * * * “Clyde Remington to Yalencie Ter ry.” There it was in plainest printer's ink, and a score of times a day poor little Hazel used to take the marriage notice out of her pocketbook and read it, as if, somehow, she could not understand, could not believe it unless she forced upon her sore heart the evidence of her senses. But there was no mistake, nor possi bility of mistake. Clyde M. Remington —M.was for Mordaunt, she knew so well; and Valencia Sydney Terry—she had heard him speak of her severa times, only casually, however, as a re markably pretty, charming girl. And married! Married and happy, while she — Poor little Hazel! How she prayed o (led to forgive her, and not o perm her to be so jealous, so heart-sick jealo when she thought of the kisses and caresses his happy wife would receive Poor little Hazel! * Life seemed a very dreary thing to her in those days that followed, when she tried, honestly and conscientiously, to endure. A soft, feverish cheek against Isabel May’s cheek; tears standing in the pleading eyes; sad lips quivering pite ously, and two fair arms coaxingly twined about her neck. “ please—please say yes, Isabel! Please let me go; I want to so very very much. I must go! ’ Isabel caressed the hot, tear-wet face tenderly. , .. “I don’t know what I ought to say, child. No good can come of it—no pos sible good to you! And suppose-just suppose, dear —that Mr. Remington should recognize you, and discover your foolish, romantic motive? Hazel, I don’t know what to say ” “ Say yes. Let me do it! How couid he know? How could any one in the world suspect that the applicant for the position of lady’s maid for Mrs. Clyde JEFFERSON, GA., FRIDAY, AUGUST 6, 1880. Remington was—was the girl who wants to see him so badly once morer” There was such a little catch of pain in her hesitant words. ‘ If you could only make up your mind to give it up! Or if I could only see the least- the very least—good that could come of it!” Hazel lifted her face, and looked into her sister’s troubled eyes. Would you be content to have me go if you thought good might result?” “ I would be willing tor you to do al most anything that would make you happier,” she answered, eagerly. "Then I can go. Because, Isabel, when I see that his wife is beautiful and good, and worthy of his dear love— when I see that he is happy, I will be— I will try, Isabel, when I come home again—” Ah, when she cam e home again—when she came home again! If she only had known! * * * X* * s(i * As beautiful as a dream, with her fair, happy young face and tender eyes, and Hazel May did not wonder, wheni she heard the sweet, vibrant voice, why Valencie Terry had been her successful rival. “Show her in, Jane,” Hazel heard Mrs. Remington say, as she stood out side the boudoir door, in the elegant hall. Everything was so sumptuously ele gant in this home to which Clyde Rem ington had brought his lovely bride. You would never have known Hazel, in the dark auburn front frieze, banded smoothly over her forehead, and the dyed brows and lashes, and complexion that completely changed her expres sion, so that even Isabel assured her that the disguise was good. Nevertheless, her heart was beating very painfully, when Mrs. Remington’s maid opened the door wider, and ush ered her into the immediate presence of Clyde Remington’s bride. “Be seated, please,” she said, some what languidly. “ I understand you have come in answer to my advertise ment for a maid. What are your quali fications? Have you good references ? What wages do you ask?” References! Hazel had not bethought herself ol that, with all her arrange ments. “I have no citv references; I am from the country. I think I could suit you, however, and -the—wages—you could fix yourself, madam.” Mrs. Remington looked attentively at her. “ I never have ventured to take a girl without absolutely first-class refer ence; but somehow you seemed an in telligent, lady-like girl. I really think I have taken one of my impulsive fan ties to you,” she said, with a beaming, little smile. “I will let my husband decide for me, however. Jane”— to the servant in respectful waiting—“just step to tiie telephone, and ask Mr. Rem ington if he will be good enough to come to me a moment.’ 5 And then, Hazel suddenly felt a wild panic rushing over her, and everything seemed to turn suddenly dark and whirling. To see him, to come face to face with him, to hear him speak, and —thus! A bitter pang of anguish shot hotly through her, as she heard a step—his step—nearing them. She remembered the last time she had seen him —the gen tle kiss he had left on her lips. And to meet—so! How right Isabel had been in urging her to abandon this wild, foolish plan of tiers! Hazel realized now in that one moment of waiting, that no good coaid come of it under any circumstance, be cause —oh, shame! oh, pity! oh, despair —she knew she loved him, another woman’s husband, as well as —yes, more than—in those days when to love was at least not sin. The footsteps were at the door now, and Hazel turned lier head away, send ing up one fierce, wild prayer of vague helplessness. “ Clyde, dear, here is a young girl to whom I have taken a great fancy. She has applied for the vacancy Annie has made, only she has no relerences. Do tell me it will be prudent to engage her, dear.” Hazel seemed to have lived a thousand years in that awful, awful moment that she waited with averted face, hushed heart, held breath, for the answering sound of his beloved voice. And then— “ Certainly, my darling. I would al ways trust to a woman’s intuition in such cases. By all means, if you think best.” And it was as if a soul doomed to per dition had heard a remission of sentence, and saw the gates of paradise temptingly opened for its entrance —Hazel turned her death-white face, and saw what the calm pleasant face had told her—that it was not —it was not —ob, God was good! —it was not her Clyde Remington. Quite like him—yes, very like him, twenty years older; but. oh—oh, not her darling! “Then you will come? I will give you fifteen dollars a month—will that suit you? And be here promptly on Monday, please.” And Hazel went away, never to forget that hour so long as she lived —to re member it even in heaven. She got home somehow, by boat and train, to meet Isabel at the lawn gar den-gate, with a sweet, yearning glad ness as of recent happy tears in her eyes. “Oh, my little sister—my happy lit tle sister—who do you think is waiting in the parlor? It has been such a stupid mistake! Mr. Remington is waiting for you, dear, and it was his uncle who was FOR THE PEOPLE. married. Hurry, child! get oft' this masquerade suit, and go to him.” And Hazel went to him! Nor in after times, when Mrs. Clyde Remington, senior, and Mrs. Clyde Remington junior, were near and dear lriends, did it ever happen, among sweet confi dences, for happy Hazel to betray her blessed little secret. Marriage Laws. It is interesting to observe the various ways in which the subject of marriage s treated by different nalions, and the changes which have taken place in the laws of marriage in Christendom as the world has advanced. There was a time when, in every European country, the ceremony was a purely religious one. It was deemed a sacred rite. No marriage was good, or was recognized in law, unless it had been performed by a clergyman in a church. Gradually, however, marriage came to be looked upon as not only a religious ceremony but a civil contract; and then arose the cuttom, which still prevails to a large extent in France, of going through two marriages, one in church and the other at the office of a magistrate. Then one nation after another adopted the idea that a mar riage, being a civil contract, should be good in law if performed either by a magistrate alone, or in church alone. In most European states this has now be come an established rule. A couple who are married by a justice are con sidered lawfully united, whether they repeat the ceremony in church or not. This is the ease in England, Gernany- Italy, Belgium, Holland, Switzerland, France, Austria, and indeed, we believe, in every civilized land except Russia, and Spain. This subject has given rise to many bitter conflicts between the Roman church and the Catholic powers —conflicts which have ended in the triumph of the political authority. Th last Catholic state to adopt civil mar riages was Austria. The laws of the various countries put many restrictions upon marriage. jti most of them both groom and bride must have come of age, and be a free man and a free woman, or their mar riage will not be good in law, unless the parents consent to the union. The laws in different countries differ as to tlip age at which men and women reach their majority. In nearly all, however, a man is of age at twenty-one and a woman at eighteen. In England there are two processes by which a couple can be married. The first is by the publication of banns in church for three successive Sundays; and this must be done in the church of the parish in which one of the couple resides. The publication of the banns consists of the reading out of the names of the couple who propose mirriage from the pulpit. The other way is by license. That is, the bridegroom purchases, for quite a sum of money, a license to marry, from a public official whose duty it is to grant it. Armed with a license the couple may be wedded by any magistrate to whom they choose to apply. The Eng lish law puts what we regard as a sin gular restriction upon marriages. It iorbidsa widower to man y his dece ised wife’s sister; such a marriage, when it takes place, is not recognized. In Scot land, an altogether different rule con cerning marriage prevails, from any other country. If a man and woman simply declare, in presence of any one whomsoever, that they accept each other for man and wife, the Scotch law considers them duly wedded. This is the reason why so many runaway Eng lish couples used to go to Gretna Green, which is just over the border that di vides England from Scotland, and there go through with the simple ceremony allowed by Scotch law before a black smith. The laws of different countries vary as much on the subject of severing, as on that of uniting, the mai'riage tie. In France, lor instance, there is no such thing as getting an absolute divorce, for any cause; couples who disagree are allowed to separate, but no one one 0 married can marry again while his or her irst partner still lives. It used to be necessary, in Engls.nd, to procure an act of pailiament in order to be di vorced; but now there is in London a regular divorce court, as there is in each of the United States. It is needless to say how widely the divorce laws of our own States differ as to the causes which entitle a married person to an absolute separation. In Massachusetts and other New England States, these causes must be very grave and serious ones; while in some of the Western States comparatively slight causes enable an aggrieved or wearied husband or wife to secure a dissolution of the bond which has become irksome to them. Cemeteries. The old system of cutting cemetery grounds into snj a ll lots surrounded by hedges bids fair to pass away entirely. All over the country the park landscape or lawn system is gaining favor. It con sists in a series of plantations of shrubs and trees so arranged that the effect of the entire cemetery, from the main drives, is that of an extensive park, all evidence of existing burial grounds being shut off by foliage. Of course, in this system, the hedgc-and-stick mon strosity finds no place. Vaults or cata combs are excavated in the hillsides, and memorial buildings of all kinds erected in retired nooks. More land is required for this arrangement, but its attractive, rural character seems to com mend it to all. A Dakota man has an old Indian relic in the shape of a perfectly-formed skull, with an arrow-head shot into the eye and piercing the brain. TIMELY TOPICS. The new “ catch blankets” to.be used for the purpose ol rescuing people from burning buildings have been tested by the members of Engine Company No. 12, in Boston, and apparently are likely to prove very efficient. One man jumped from the second-story of the engine house and was caught in the blanket without touching the ground. With a view to the protection o’’ the birds of the countrv, the French govern ment has taken action, and lias enacted laws prohibiting the killing of other than birds of passage, and those only under certain limitations. The law is much more stringent than the so-called game laws in this country, and is strictly en forced against all offenders, no matter how trivial the violation. The plan for utilizing Genesee falls, at Rochester, is really being carried out. The power is to be controlled by letting the water fall into perpendicular cylin ders in such a manner as to compress air with tremendous force; and this air is to be conducted in pipes to various points for use in running machinery. The first novel application of the power will be to the propulsion of street cars. If the scheme proves successful, Niagara will be tried. The republic of San Domingo hassen a small part of the ashes of Christopher Columbus to Genoa, where the great navigator was horn, and to Pavia, where lie was educated. The precious vase will arrive in Italy soon, and a monument to Columbus will be erected in the University of Pavia. The libra rian of that university has published a learned article on Columbus as a stu dent there. An American writer, Mr. Henry Harris, has gone to Genoa to make studies on the history and gene alogy of Columbus, so that with all these reseai*ches the life of the discoverer will not be mythical, like that of Shakes peare. A Russian army officer has been con demned to long penal servitude for de liberately killing his wife in a street in Odessa. The lady, Madam Vera Ma jewski, young, handsome, and but lately married, was walking with him, when suddenly ttiev quaireled, and loud words were heard. In a moment sev eral passers by saw the lieutena t draw a knife from the breast of his uniform, and inflict two furious stabs upon his companion, who endeavored to save herself from further injury by flight, whereupon he drew his saber, ran after her, and cut her down with such tre mendous force that she fell dead upon the pavement, her head literally cleft in twain by one savage stroke. A dangerous combustible, largely used by silk dealers, is said to be Ger man black silk twist. A lire in a New York bonded warehouse, whereby $5,000,000 worth of stored silks were put in jeopardy, spontaneously broke out, it is said, in a lot of this danger ous material. There were many boxes of it in the place. It is imported by merchants in large quantities from Germany. The raw silk is sent thither for coloring. The chemical used in the German process gives the thread a glossiness and weight which cannot be obtained elsewhere. So dangerous, however, becomes the material when thus prepared, that in its exportation it is packed in perforated boxes to per mit free access of air. Even thus packed it is still held dangerous, not only to export but to handle. No shipping company will knowingly per mit it to be taken on board their vessels, nor will any insurance company take risks in its transportation or housing. To evade both the insurance and ship ping, the exporters give a different name to this class of goods. The Largest Horse in the World. “ Colossus ” is the name that has been given to what is, so far as has been dis. covered, the largest horse in the world. The animal has just been brought to New York from Buffalo. Colossus is twenty-two hands high, and a man, to be able to stand on the ground and look over the highest part of liis back, would have to be seven and a half feet tali, or like Chang, the Chi nese giant. When he is in harness and cheeked up his ear tips are ten feet above the level of his shoes. This mammoth horse was born in Erie county, Ohio. His sire was below the medium size, weighing about 1,300 pounds. His dam was very small, weighing, it is said, only 950 pounds. Thus Colossus’ father and mother to gether weighed 2,250 pounds, while their son alone, when in good condition, weighs 2,500 pounds. When four years old a Cleveland coal dealer bought tne colt, thinking he would do exceedingly well in hauling heavily laden coal carts up and down the streets of that city. But almost the first time that this in dignity was attempted on him the mon ster colt ran away with the load of coal, and in crossing a bridge broke it down and tumbled through. Ia this accident he received a severe injury to one of his hind legs, from which he has never wholly recovered. After several more efforts to make the animal earn his living by hard work, he was given up for a good-for-nothing, and sold at a low price to a man living near Dunkirk, in this State. This'man failed in busi ness, whether it was on account of be ing the owner of so much dead weight in Colossus or not, is at present un known. A hired man had a claim against theowner of the horse and a mortgage on tbe horse,too. To satisfy this claim as far as possible the horse was offered for sale by auction. The hired man bid on him, and got him for thirty-five dollars. This hired man immediately set about to do with the animal what nature had evidently intended him for. He made a “show” out of him, traveled all through Ohio with him, and made much money. In October last Colossus fell sick, and the owner fearing that he was going to die, sold him at a low price to a Buffalo man. Colossus suffered a good deal in his journey from Buffalo, and is now in a stable in Houston street, eating his three pecks of oats a day and doing nothing. The little hired man who formerly owned him is still retained to take care of him. His work consists mainly in getting up each morning at four o’clock and taking Colossus out for a five-mile walk. In these early morning rounds the animal excites the wonder, some times the fear, of such persons as are obliged to be out at that hour. Sober men wonder why so small and delicate a man should walk wlien he has such a giant ot a horse to ride. —New York Sun. First Political Conventions. The first political national conven tion in the United States was not held until as late as 1830. Washington was chosen first President under the Constitu tion. and re-elected by an almost unani mous vote. His successor, John Adams, became the candidate of the Federal party and Thomas Jefferson of the Re publican party by general consent. In 1800 Jefferson was nominated for Presi dent by a caucus of members ol Con gress, who met in Philadelphia. James Madison was nominated in 1808, and renominated in lb 12 by a Congressional caucus. In September, 1812, represent atives of eleven States met in New York city and nominated De Witt Clinton. James Monroe was nominated in 1816 by a Congressional caucus, receiving sixty-five votes and W. H. Crawford fifty-four. The Republican party in 1824 opposed nomination by a Congres sional caucus, and when the call for such caucus was made only sixty-six membex’s l’esponded, and they nomi nated W. 11. Crawford for the Presi dency. Jackson, Clay and Adams were the same year nominated by various States. There was no election by the people, and, according to the provisions of the Constitution, the House of Re presentatives elected John Quincy Adams President. Almost immediately after the election of Adams by the House, the legislature of Tennessee nominated Andrew Jackson for the Presidency, and he was elected by the Democratic party in 1828. The first political national conven tion held in this country met in Phila delphia in 1830, and was called the United States Anti-Masonic conven tion. The same convention met in Baltimore the next year, and nominated William Wirt for President. The first Democratic national con vention met in Baltimore in May, 183*2. Its pui’pose was to nominate a candi date for Vice-President. Jackson, by universal consent of the party, being the candidate for President, Martin Van Buren was made the nominee, and Jackson and Van Buren were elected.— Cincinnati Commercial. The Wonderful Adaptability of Paper. The adaptability of paper to numer ous important and widely-varied uses is wonderful. What other substance can be satisfactorily substituted for wood, iron and such common materiale to the extent that paper can be? It is impossible to find anything else which, like paper, may be so differently and dexterously prepared, as regards flexi bility, thinness, strength, durability, imperviousness to fire and weter, etc., that it can be readily made into pails, washbowls, dishes, bricks, napkins, blankets, barrels, houses, stoves, wear iug apparel, curtains, bonnets, news paper and writing sheets, wrappers, carpets, coating for iron ships, flower pots, parchment slates, coverings for the leads of pencils, jewelry, lanterns, car-wheels, dies for stamping, uppers of shoes, roofing and many other things. It is this tendency on the part of paper to take the place of everything else, to be come a universal substitute, so to speak which leads to the conclusion that the future has a grand development in store for it, and that in the years to come its manufacture will hold a magnificent po sition among the great industrial inter ests of the world.— Paper World. The Cold Bath. Although the daily cold bath is healthful and reviving, it must not alone be depended upon as a cleansing agent. A man may bathe daily and use his towel even roughly, but remain as dirty to all practical intents as though he eschewed cleanliness; indeed, the physical evil of dirt is more likely to ensue, because if wholiy neglected the skin would cast off the refuse mat ter by periodical perspirations. Nothing but frequent washings in water of at least equal temperature with the skin, a'ld soap, can insure a free and healthy surface. The feet re quire especial care, and it is too much the practice to neglect them. The omis sion of daily washing with water, and the wearing of foot coverings so tight as to compress the blood v< ssels and retard the circulat ; on of the blood through the extremities, are tne most common causes of cold feet. The rem edy is obvious—dress loosely and wash frequently. The skin plays an import ant part in the preservation of bodily health. PRICE—S I .50 PER ANNUM. NUMBER 9. Perfect Through Suffering. The oak, the flower, and all things brave a*hd sweet With storms have striven; Strength through the striving, freshness lrom the rain Are ever given. Frail hands that trenfble with the threads o( life They lain would weave, Because ol weakness, seek for greater strength And skill receive. Brightest the stars that gleam through mid night skies Or storm-rent cloud; Sweetest the faith that breathes in aching hearts By bier and shroud. The heart is bound by links ot selfish gain Or earthly love — One stoops and breaks the chain, but fastens it To things above. The Comlorter draws nearest when the soul For comfort pleads, And so we find the path of pain and loss To Jesus leads. — Mrs. S. L. Howell. ITEMS OF INTEREST. Laugh of the schoolgirl—“He! he! lie!” Denmark has only 1,980,675 inhabit ants, and that is 200,000 more than ten years ago. A man at Locust Grove, Ky., has had his coffin in his room for twenty years but is still a robust man. The law can never make a man -lion est. It can only make him very un comfortable when he's dishonest. Kicking a boy for cutting a shade tree with a knife cost a Galesburg (111.) man $12,000. The lad was taken with a spinal disorder, which lias disabled him ever since. The men engaged in grain-elevators are found to succumb very quickly to pulmonary diseases. The life of a “ scooper” is variously estimated at an average of three to live years. “ I wish I wa3 worth a million dol lars/'’ said a gentleman. “ What good would it do you, for you don’t spend your present income ?” inquired a friend “ Oh, 1 could be economical on a large scale.” The Rev. Henry Ward Beecher’s house at Peek skill, N. Y., which he has been building and tilting up for several years, will be. when finished, the finest coun try home belonging to any American clergyman. An unfortunate Indianapolis man.wh o lost several toes by a ear-wheel, was consoled by an Irishman near by with: “Whist,, there, you’re making more noise than mony a man I’ve seen with his head off.” Nowadays it is impossible to listen to the conversation of half a dozen young society people without feeling that the American language should be more ap propriately called the American slan guage.—Norristown Herald. Henry Britton, of Richmond, Ind., while asleep at noon, fell from his sec ond-story window, struck on a lumber pile with sufficient force to bounce him into a cistern eight feet away, and when some workmen who saw him fall ran to him he was still asleep. The length of the Suez canal, from the Mediterranean to the Red sea, is one hundred miles, though the distance in a direct line would be about seventy miles. Its width is three hundred and twenty-eight feet at the top and two hundred and forty-six feet at the bottom. The depth of the water in it is twenty six feet. A Suggestive Legend. There is a terrible legend of Crim- Tartary, concerning a very massive and imposing edifice, which is also very an cient. It is so vast and impressive that travelers are profoundly affected, espe cially those who come from countries where a certain number of persons are annually destroyed by burning theaters and failing buildings. One such traveler whs gazing with admiration upon the edifice, in company with his majesty the king of the country, and he could not restrain himself from saying: “Oh, king, what is the secret of the wonderful strength of this building, that it has neither tumbled down nor been burned up?” But his majesty the king of the coun try was coy, and forbore to answer. Being pressed more closely, however, at length he answered: “ Oh, stranger, its strength is a secret of the state.” The stranger was not dismayed, and after much entreaty, his pertinacity overcame the reluctance of the king, who finally said, with solemnity: “Oh, stranger, when my ancestor began to build this temple, it was laid upon in secure foundations. Thereupon he sent for another builder, and said to him: ‘ The present cornerstone will be raised, and the present builder placed under it alive, and upon the stone laid upon the body, you will proceed to erect the wall. Should it be weak or insufficient, it will be taken down; the cornerstone again raised, you will be placed under it alive, the stone will be again laid, and the building proceed once more.’ My ancestor said .nothing further; and you now know,oh, stranger, the secret of these massive walls, and why this building does not tumble down.” The stranger, says the Crim-Tartar legend, went his way much meditating the marvelous government which was able to prevent flimsy building.—Har per's Magazine.