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Sales of Land, per square of ten lines 500
Sale of personal per sa.,ten days*.. 150
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Sales of Land, by Administrators, Execu
tors or Guardians, are required, by law to
be held on the first Tuesday in the month,
between the (touts of ten in the forenoon
and three in the afternoon, at the Court
house in the county in which the property
s situated. , ,
Notice of these sales mast be published 40
days previous to the day of sales
Notice for the sale of personal property
must De published 10 days previous to sale
day.
Notice to debtors and creditors, 40 days
Notice that application,-will be made of
the Court of Ordinary fop leave to sell land.
4 weeks.
Citations for letters of Administration,
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lays—for dismission from Administration,
nonthly six months, for dismission from guar
lianship, 40 days.
Rules for foreclosure of Mortgages most
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sstablishing lost papers, for (As full spate of
:iree months—(or cempelling titles from Ex
ecutors or Administrators, where bond has
been given by the deceased,the full space
of three months.
Application for Homestead to be published
twice in the space of ten consecutive days.
LOUISVILLE CARDS.
J 0. CAW J. H. POiaiLL.
CAIN & POLHILL,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW
LOtriSVILIiB, GA.
May 6,1871. 1 ly.
T. F. HARLOW
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Loaiimlfi, »a.
vating and rapaidiSf N7ATCHE.B. CLOC KS,
JEWELRY, SEtYlNtl IliifcHINES &c., &c.
Also Agent for Use fiST ’Stewing Machine
that is mads*
Kay 5,1371. 1 lyrt
DR. I. R. POWELL
LOUISVILLE, GA.
Thankful fob Tip: paeon age
enjoyed heretofore, takes, this method of con
tinuing the odor of bis professional services to
patronaand friends.
Kay 6,1871. I lyr.
PULASKI HOUSe
Savannah, Ga.
WILTBEKGEB & CARROLL, Prop’.
CHARLESTON HOTEL
CHARLESTON, g. O,
Louisville, Jefferson County, Ga., Friday, June 30, 1871.
SUBSCRIPTIONS
Am respectfully solicited for the erection of a
MONUMENT .
Confederate Dead of Georgia,
And those Soldiers from other Confederate
States who were killed or died in this State.
| THE MONUMENT TO COST sso^oo.
The Corner Stone it is proposed SKaU be
laid on the 4foi of July, or ao soon thereafter as
the receipts will permit.
Fere very Five Dollars subscribed, there will
he given a certificate of Life Membership to
foe Monumental Association. Tins certificate
will entitle the owner thereof to an equal inter
est in the following property, to t>e,f}:stribu‘.ed
'as soon as requisite number es shares are sold,
torwit;
First. Niue Hundred and One
Acres of Land In Lincoln
county, Georgia, on which are
the wqllkuown Magruder
Gold and Copper Mines, val- ,j -i ti
ned at *150,000
And to Seventeen Hundred and Forty-Four
Shares in One Hundred Thousand Dollars of
United States Currency; to-wit:
1 share of *IO,OOO *IO,OOO
‘1 •• 5,000 5.000
2 “ 2,500 5,000
10 “ 2,000 20.000
10 “ 1,000 10,000
20 “ 500 10,000
100 “ 100 10,000
•200 “ 50 10,000
400 “ ' 25 10,000
1000 “ 10 10,000
*IOO,OOO
The value of the separate interest to which
the holder of each Certificate will be entitled,
will be determined by the Commissioners, who
will announce to the public the manner, the
time and place of distribution.
The following gentlemen have consented to
act as Commissioners, and will either by a
Committee from their own body, or by Specia
Trustees, appointed by themselves, receive and
take proper charge of the money for the Mon
ament, as well as the Real Estate and the U.
9. Currency offered as inducements for sub
scription, and will detertnihe upon the plan for
the Monument, the inserption thereon, the site
therefor, select au orator for the occasion, and
regnlate the ceremonies to he observed when
the corner-stonojis laid to wit:
GeneralsL. McLaws, A. R. Wright, M. A.
Stovall, W. M. Gardner, Goode Bryan, Colo
onels C. Snead, Wm. P. Crawford, Majors
Jos. B. Camming, George T. Jackson, Joseph
Ganahl, L P. Girardev, Hon. R. H. May, Adam
Johnatoa, Jonathan M. Miller, W. H. Good
rich, J, D. Butt, Henry Moore, Dr. W. E. Dear
*%» Agents in the respective counties will
retain the money received for the sale of
Tickets until the subscription Books are clos
ed. In order that tho several amounts may
be retnrned to the Shareholders, in case the
number of subscriptions will not warrant any
further procedure the Agents will report to
this office weekiy, the resnlt of their sales.
When a sufficient nnmber of the shares are
gold, the. Agents will receive notice. They
will then forward to this office the amounts
received.
L. & A. H. MoLAWS, Gen. Ag’ls.
No. 8 Qtd P. O. Range, Mclntosh sts.
Augusta, Ga
W. C. D. ROBERTS, Agent at Sparta, Ga.
L. W. HUNT & CO-., Agents Millcdgeville
Georgia.
rp an May, 2, 1871. 6m.
T MARK WALTERS
Broad St., Augusta, Ga.
MARBLE MONUMENTS, TOMB
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kinds Furnished to Order. AU work for the
Country carefully boxed for shipment,
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Change of Schedule.
GEN’AL SUPERINTENDENT’S OFFICE, )
CENTRAL RAILROAD, >
Savannah, May 27, 1871. )
ON AND AFTER SUNDAY, 27th INST.
Passenger Trains on the Georgia Central
Railroad will ran as follows;
UP DAY TRAIN.
Leave Savannah 7:15 A. M.
Arrive at Augusta S:tJBP. M.
Arrive at Mac0n.............. ....4u>l P. M
Connecting at Augnsta with trains going
North, and at Macon with trains to Columbus
and Atlanta,
DOWN DAY TRAIN.
Leave Mac0n........T?..7:00 A. M.
Arrive at Millcdgeville 8:45 P. M.
Arrive at Eatonton 10-45 P. M.
Arrive at Augnsta 5.38 P. M.
Arrive at Savannah 5:25 P. M.
Makin; r same connection at Augusts as above.
NIGHT TRAINS GOING SOUTH.
Leave Savannah 7:00 P. M.
Leave Angnsta 8:30 P. M.
Arrive at MiUedgeville 8:45 P. M.
Arrive at Eatonton 10:45 P. M.
Arrive at Macon 5:15 A. ML
Connecting with trains to Colombo*, leav
ing Macon at 5:25.A. M
Trains leaving Angnsta at 8:30 P. M. arrive
in Savannah at 5:30 A. M.
WIGHT TRAINS GOING NORTH.
Leave Savannah 7:00 P.M.
Leave Macon 6:30 P.M.
Advent Angnsta 3:30 A.M.
-fiffrive at Savannah 5:30 A.M.
Iflffciiig close connection with trains leaving
fißSogers going over the MiUedgeville and
Eatonton Branch will take day train Bom Ma
con, night train from Augusta, and7P.M.
train from Savannah,’ which connectvdaily at
Gordon (Sundays excepted) with MiUedgeville
and Eatonton trains.
WILLIAM ROGERS,
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PLANTERS’ HOTEL.
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Letter Heads and Circulars, we are
prepared as heretofore, to execute
neauwork, on favorable terms, and
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equal to that performed in any of
the larger cities : so that our Law
yers and Merchants need not send off
to have such work done. Send in
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These Offices will be found to be
equal to anything in the State. Par
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WPAIISA. OA
JPosrsr*
Alas ! how sad is the lesson of these phiin
ive verses by Hugh Howard :
TIMELY WARNING.
Flame-red in the tender blue glooming,
The summer moon rose from tho sea;
Soft waves ou the pebbles were foaming,
Soft wind from the west fluttered free.
The hour was divinely romantic
With evening’s most exquisite spell,
And far away loomed tho gigantic
Multitudinous-windowed hotel.
Since sunset we two had been strolling,
Each pleased with the nearness of each;
Attuned to the waves’ pearly rolling
Was all our smooth murmurous speech.
Faint echoes of waltzes entracing
Came borne from the hall-room's hot glare
But we found it delight moro than dancing
To flirt in tho fresh dewy air.
Her toilet, neat tastciul, capricious,
llad charms that escaped not my note,
And chiefly ono charm—a delicious
Great peach-colored rose at her throat.
He style, like her dress, lacked the stigma
Os anything prudish or slow,
And her hair was a golden enigma
Os ringlet and braid and rouleau-.
Now I, who am full nine-and-twenty,
Have reached that void epoch iu lifo
Which claims, spite of health, peaco and
plenty,
Tho crowning content of a wifo.
And somehow just then, waxing stronger,
A voice in my bosom arose;
“Don’t stupidly beat any longer
Round Rubin Hood’s burn, but propose.”
The fondest of language was waiting
At uttermost tip of my tongue;
A final farewel to debating
My mood had impulsively flung,
I glanced at her costume Parisian.
Her bright eyes, her glimmering head.
When, vague as the voice of a vision,
It seemed that a second voice said:
“One moment consider, ere wildly
Yon rush to your doom, reckless man,
Who purpose in married joy wildly
To finish your day’s fated span.
The girl at your elbow is clever,
Fair charming as any one knows;
But the girl at your elbows was never
Designed for domestic repose.
“She looks with serene expectation
On all that your lore will confer,
Which means, at tho least calculation,
Unspeakable comforts to her.
Believe it, her hopes are not humble,
She gives pleasant fancy free play;
Already in dreams she hears rumble
The wheels of her costly coupe.
“Already in dreams, too, she blazes
With jewels at dinner and bail,
Her wardrobe’s kaleidoscope-phases
The marvel and envy of all.
Ah, soon she shall teach you your psirse
meant
Far more than its lord over will,
This beautiful human disbursement.
This Jtesb-and-blood milliner's hill.
“Be prudent while yet you aro abfp:
Remember your bachelor room,
Its pipe-loaded, rubbish piled table,
Its floor nearly virgin to broom;
Remember your line relaxation,
Your infinite freedom and ease;
Remember your club’s fascination,
Your lemons-and-ice when you please.
“Think; then, of the wearisome burden
Which bores the respected grandee
Who bears, without profit or guerdon,
A social Old Man of the Sea;
His life of restrainment and stricture,
Hia death to convivial bliss.
O rash man, look here ,on this picture
(As Hamlet remarks) and on this!’’
The singnlar voice being ended,
My impulses was ended as well,
And presently backward we wended
Our way to the monstrous hotel.
Bnt once from my charmer delivered,
Alone in the moonlight at last,
I smoked a cabana and shivered
With thoughts of the peril just past !
fJTkellanmts.
WOULD YOU BE YOUNG AGAIN ?
Would anybody be young again
if he had to take with it the penally
of going back and doing over again
all the foolish things he was guilty
of in his youth ? /wouldn’t.
“Give me back my youth again!”
did you say? Friend, it’s a mistake.
Ten to one you wouldn’t have it
again if you could. If old Time
were to come bodily to you to-day,
saying, “Take back, O wise middle
aged Noodle, these twenty past
years of your life, with all the pains
and disappointments which have
made you clear-sighted and sound
headed, with all the silly actions
you perpetrated in those days, and
all the occasions on which you made
a long-eared donkey of yourself;
Worry through a second time all the
tight boots and tribulations, all the
toothaches and heartaches of your
youth ; do, be and suffer it all again ;
be, in short, once more just the soft
young Noodle you were twenty
years ago,”—ten of manhood’s
hearty hopes to one dolorous wail
for your lost youth, that you answer,
“Pass on, Father Time ! And you
may as well tip those twenty golden
sand-grains back into the loucr half
of yqur hour-glass. I do not want
them!”
It gives an odd feeling, especially
if you tire a woman, to find your
self gelling to be a iittlc bit middle
aged. First, you will notice that
you begin to bo left out of very
young folks’ picnics, and to gel few
er notes in pink envelopes than you
used. Then you begin to be faintly
haunted by vague, sneaking doubts
as to whether while muslin and blue
ribbons are becoming to you. Fi
nally, and worst of all, once in a
while you will sec an infant of the
male sex, whom you remember as a
rosy little fellow in checked aprons
when you were twelve years old,
suddenly lifted over your head in
the shape of a long, gawky biped,
with the tender downofalirst mous
tache sprouting from his ujtper lip.
That gives to you an intensely exas
perating sensation. Nor is it pleas
ant to have saucy young snips of
girls talk of you behind your back
as Old Sarah Thompson.
But then, would you have again
the bread-and-butter days of life,
and be just the same moony, half
done erealuro you were then,even if,
to buy back your youth, you had hut
to endure again the sentimental ag
ony of your lirst quarrel with Har
ry ? Again allow me to say, 1
wouldn't.
Then, too, you may as well make
up your mind to the hard fact of
middle age when you chance to open
some old gilt-edged book of poetry,
and discover, carefully pressed
away between the leaves, a little
lock of hair, and you can’t remem
ber for your lifo whose it is. 1 have,
half a dozen such myself. They
we/e precious as gold once, no doubt,
hut I make confidential confession to
you that if I were questioned on the
rack, 1 could not tell now whose
heads they came from. What
makes me know that they were pre
cious as gold in their lime is the fact
(you will observe this is another con
fidential confession) that they are
nearly all locks of longish-short hair,
before college-students began to
affect the present prize-fighting style
of shaving their pates. O poor little
rings of faded hair l—schwarscs llaar,
rothes llaar, gohlcncs llaar —I grieve
to say it, but 1 have forgotten vo'u
all!
Again, when you go to a party
and far in the small hours of the
night, partake of that grindstone
mess called a party supper, maybe
you notice that you feel gumpy and
out of soils next day. Well, that’s
a sign, too. Especially if you have
found yourself pausing to listen now
and then lo the chattering talk of
persons younger.than yourself, and
sarcastically wondered whether you
ever made su/di a wholesale idiot of
yourself, or whether very young
misses always deluge society with
such quantities of simpering non
sense and affectation. (I believe they
do.) jl is .‘k sure sign if you find
yourself constantly feeling a call to
givo your younger sisters advice
which they don’t want, or to treat
then) now and then to a bit of a
preachment, lor which you get no
reward except thankless insinuations
about saving one’s breath lo cool
one’s broth. Or maybe you say oc
casionally to your sister Ella, who is
sixteen and pretty, “When you have
lived as long as 1 have, you will find
that the majority of very young peo
ple have precious little common
sense.”
Ami you don't seem exactly to
enjoy the literature which used to be
so famously eloquent and beautiful.
That fascinating romance which you
sat up all night to read fifteen years
ago has come to have a frightfully
suspicious sound of buncombe in it,
of late. Moreover, that mellifluous
flow of English which used to be
the seventh heaven of eloquence to
your green-horn ears, that pow-wow
of moons, stars and angels, of child
hood’s recollections, wherein girls of
fifteen talk as though they were at
least a thousand years old, —when-
ever all this delicious, high-stepping
multiloqucnce begins to sound a lit
tle tiresome and wishy-washy, ac
cept the token that you are grow
ing middle aged. Your youthful
glory, such as it is, has departed, to
come again no more forever.
What then ? What matters it
that the golden days have left us, if
better days come after them ? Let
them go. Don’t attempt the impos
sibility of holding them back. Once
for all, there is no misery so distress
ful as the desperate agony of trying
to keep young when one can’t. I
know an old bachelor who lias at
tempted it. His affectation of youth,
like all other affectations, is a mel
ancholy failure. He is a rapid
young man of fifty. He plies inuo
cent young ladies with the pretty
compliments and soft nothings in
vogue when he was a spoony youth
of twenty. The fashion of talking
to young ladies has changed within
thirty years, you know, and this
aged boy’s soft nothings seem more
out of date than a two-year-old bon
net. They make you think, some
how, of that time-honored frog-story
wherein is set forth the discovery of
galvanic electricity. When you see
his old-fashioned young antics—his
galvanic gallantry, so lo speak—
and hear the speeches he makes to
girls in their terns, when he ought to
he talking io them like a father, you
involuntarily call him an old idiot,
and long to remind him of that
quaint rebuke of grand old John :
“Thou talkest like one upon whose
head the shell islo this very day.”
That is how he seems. He is old
enough to have been almost full
fiedged before you were born, and
here lie is trying to make believe
that he is still in the days of his gos
ling-green, with the shell slicking on
his head to this day! It is a melan
choly absurdity. One can’t be
young unless one is young. Only
once is it given to us lo be untried
and soft, and gushing and superla
tive, and when the time comes for it
all to go, no sort of effort can hold
hack the fleeting days.
After all, there isn’t any particu-
lar reason why one should wast to
hold fast, with such a desperate
clutch, to one’s departing youtb.
Are the days of our youth really
our happiest days ? Not at all. To
be sure, pen-drivers of high and low
degree contend that they are, but
will facts bear them out in so doing?
Again—not at all. The time of
youth is par excellence, the time of
storms and disappointments. It is
the time of illusive dreams and
phantom hopes, just as infancy is the
time of bugaboos. It is the time of
fume and worry. It is the time
when we want we don’t know what.
It is a most unsatisfactory time.
A wise dignified middle-aged la
dy, the perfection of housekeepers,
the perfection of mothers, the per
fection of friends, confesses lhat at the
age of sixteen it appeared to her
dazzled vision that the cliamax of
earthly glory was to be reached by
learning to ride circus-fashion and
becoming a famous bareback eques
trian. She says that her father’s
laugh when she timidly hinted her
aspirations to him fairly broke her
heart. There was no more joy for
her in thi3 life, she thought, when
her own kindred went against her.
For rnyself, to the best of my knowl
edge and recollection, the hardest
trial of my youth was when my
good mother and the laws of decor
ous society of the middle rank set
their respective and respectable feet
immovably clown that I should not
dress in boy’s clothes and wander
about the streets at night, smoking
cigars. Strictly between ourselves,
I am conscious of the same insane
desire at limes to this day. And
one of the most moral, steady-go
ingeilizens of our town, a member
of the Board of Education, tells me
that in his youth he was “perfectly
crazy,” as the young ladies say, to
go and be a professional gambler.
I do believe that when we are
young there is in every one of us an
intense, secret longing towards
whatever isn’t pretty to do. What
a world of rogues and ruffians this
would be, then, if we were allowed
lo fulfill the wicked youthful aspira
tions of the very best of ns!
Nevertheless, terrible as they are,
youthful disappointments are "by no
means the worst thing in the world.
Not one in five thousand but surr
vives them and does well. They
only show us what we really want,
or, belter yet, what we really don’t
want. It is a good thing in this
world to know what you do not want.
Thoughtful young people in the lat
ter half of their teens, probably
without exception, are thrown into a
muddle of conflicting hopes. It is
a most perplexing muddle too.—
They are all morally certain that
they shall do great things some day,
and show the stupid old world
what’s what, or, if not exactly
what’s what, at least who's who.
Perhaps in a general way they care
more about the who’s who, than the
what’s what. Each one knows he
can be an extraordinary something
or somebody. But he does not
know what to be—can not tell for
his life in what particular direction
to turn his mighty gifts. I knew a
young man who tried successively
to be a lawyer, a doctor, a preacher,
a merchant and a Methodist; which
brings him down to middle age and
the present time, when I regret to
say that the golden aspirations of his
youth have ended in bis becoming a
manufacturer of tombstones. Per
haps tho occupation followed logical
ly enough as a result of long and
mournful contemplation over the
graves of so many buried hopes. In;
truth, the ambitious desires of our
early days are mostly enveloped in a.
very dim, uncertain glamour ; and
the crude, unreal years during
which the majority'of mankind are
afflicted with youthful aspirations
are not highly satisfying when
looked at in retrospect. An hour of
the strong will and bright, steady
hopes of middle age were worth *
lifetime of them.
Youthful aspirations are mostly
gammon, We do not believe it
No. 9
when we are young, but we discov
er it as we approach middle age.
You remember how, when we used
to have to grub out Virgil at school
(how we hated it, didn’t wcr),wc
read that her majesty Queen Juno
took the phantom of a hollow cloud
and made a hollow iEneas, and
placed a hollow helmet upon his
hollow head, and gave him hollow
armor, “miracle wonderful to be
hold, 3 ’ and lastly finished him oil by
putting into his mouth empty words
and sound without sense (sine menlc
sonum) —though I rather fancy that
sound without sense would not be
so much of a miracle now-a-days :
then she sent this image to delude
Tuinus and draw him away from
the real fight. This phantom -Eneas
might represent the whole bundle
of youthful aspirations after fame, or
gold, or power, or what you will—
any of those phantoms which trick
us away from the true fight of life,
and that solid, earnest work which
is the real A£neas we are after.
We can’t begin to see the battle
of life as it is until the smoke has
cleared away and our phantom
jEneas has gone back into the clouds
whence he came. It is worth being
middle-aged if only to see what we
are about. It is not the confidence
of untried ignorance which we feel
then, but the consciousness of known
strength and power tried and
tempered.
I have been told twenty limes by
elderly people that if there was a
single aspiration dearer to me than
another, a solitary bopo upon which
I had set my whole it, that as
piration and that hope would surely
be dashed to the ground and shiver
ed to infinitesimal atoms. Well, I
don’t believe it—l never did believe
it. They said that my poor little
aspirations would be thus ignomin
iously dealt with in order to teach
me the vanity of human hopes and
the dependence of the human soul.
I don’t believe that either. Cant!
cant! cant! every word of it. The
Good Father would not take such
an ugly way of teaching his children
a moral lesson. He is hardly so
much like an old fashioned human
schoolmaster as that. But when we
approach middle age, and turn to
look backward upon the ruins of
youthful hopes we have left behind
us, lo! they are but the ruins of cra
zy air-castles ! There is not a wor
thy hope or a pure aspiration im
planted within us but there is im
planted also the means of its fulfill
ment. Asa matter of fact, the
youthful hopes so ignobly crushed
are only those illusive structures
which are not built upon the tough
foundation of common sense. And
if, from dll the undefined ambitions
and misty aspirations of spring-titne,
there remains one single longing
which has not perished, one single
hope which we cannot quite put aside
from our thong hts*Jet us accept the
working out of that one aspiration
us our life’s task. Cherish it as a
?;ift from God, and be thankful, O
riend! that tjie .day of spasmodic
ambitions and general unripeness is
over with you. It u something to
be thankful for. Older folks can’t
make light of you any more because
you are young and therefore foolish.
You begin at last to be wise with
the wisdom of experience, which is
better than the wisdom ot books.
Not the rarw., fitful spring, but the
warm, rich summer is the golden
time. There is a deep, intense joy
that comes from the indwelling
knowledge of fried power which is
like no other joy in this life. You
had no such exultant joy as that when
you were young. You couldn’t row
your fit tie boat then with that long,
telling oaf-sweep which now sends
it shooting over the blue waves.
Could yon ? Whatever purpose you
9et about, you have a strong' will and
a skillful hand for it, which you had
not fifteen years ago, or even ten.
Is it not better ?
It u belter, for better. So let the
days qfyouth go: let us turn our
<gres before us, Thera ace fairer
islands ta the sea of Time than even
the enchanted shores we leave be
hind os. Tho summer flowers are
brighter and richer than the pale
roses of early spring. And the years
just to cddie are the years during
which we stall know all the fullness,
all the intensity of life?, with its
depths of love, its hoists of jov, its
marvelous, i(nknoWn possibilities.
Let us make room, then, gracefully
and gladly* for. the happy, workful
time of middle age—
■> <* yrttkfm *K tk* swift, new muons,
The y<*r»Uut tmm and busk!"
Uf'bJiPM 1 AkCHABD.
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A German scientific journal re
commends laundresses to use hypo
sulphite of soda m place of common
washing Soda, it does not attack
the fehrib ltf anyewny, and at the
same time exerts some bleaching ac-