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By the Sandersville Publishing Company.
“LET ALL THE ENDS THOU AIMEST AT, BE THY COUNTRY’S, THY GOB’S, ANB TRUTH’S.”
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Old Series—Vol. >
New Seeies—vol. ii.
XXYIH.
S ANDERS VILLE, GEORGIA, MARCH 27, 1874.
NO. 39.
' ... S4NDEKSVILUS Heuald & Georgian-is “I’ll tache ye to stale, ye beggar’s
rniliMsheii at Sanders ville, (la., every Friday; Brat,” screame( J the -woman, catch-
•■' "■" in£r - rer “ S e° f No 1 name entered upon ing hold of Amy’s arm and shaking
The Mm chant’s Mistake.
Keep the Boys at Home.
What to ao with our Daughters.
‘nbscription has been paid. No newspaper i l ier .
can prosper unless com nc e upon c a He started up from his seat with a
SV \dvertisin" accounts are due when called defiant look on his face that she had
,,v ’unless otherwise agreed upon. Our pri-jnever seen there before. The man’s
ioi, rtVll thneo fived by thej^
“Let the child alone,” he said.
superior advanta
advertising are those fixed by the ; so]1 l
Gcormal’i-ess Association and arc very rea-| sou i was /moused.
S Thi' 1 paper has a circulation of about twin- “Touch her again, if you dare. Can
hundred Thote who" wish "toad- ! }\ e no see; that the lassie is starving
° i the clay ?
1C \n communications, or letters on business,; “All’ who is to be blamed for that
should be addressed, ‘■maxua & Georgia.^ | saraej Terrence Maloney ? Who hut
\ x on t ic margin of \om papei lndicfttfs »/
p, \ vour subscription bas expired, and that TOUT Self, ye born fool ?
1,1 publisher would like to have you renew j “You say true, Meg Quillan.” said
Religion in Women.
^°lad°/ teD i^ aS ^ 0un ® men P ro 'i In the spring of 1861, a young man We are not sorry to know thatj Bring them up in the way they
pounded to themselves and others came down from Vermont, where he there is a serious discussion among should go.
the question, what is the first quality had been engaged in school-teaching, the farmers as to the best means to Give them a good, substantial
sought for m the choice of a wife ? and obtained a situation as salesman be employed for keeping the boys at common school education,
anil flow diverse have been the an- with a merchant doing quite a snug home. We like the suggestion wei Teach them how to cook a good
swersto this important interrogato- business, in one of our inland cities, i have seen made that the boys should 1 meal of victuals,
ry. 1 he gay and thoughtless will. I n a very short time the youth prov-i be taken into partnership the moment : Teach them how to wash and iron
point you to beauty, wealth and ac-jed himself to be not only an expert 1 they become of that ambitious,
comphshments; others, who look be-1 and accomplished business man, but jive age when they begin to im
yond.the tinsel of the exterior, regard | a gentleman—kind, affable and pol
lute paper during the year.
M. G. MEDLOCK, Sen. Editor
POETRY.
TRUST ONE ANOTHER.
Look into your brother’s eyes, man,
And bid him read your own;
One-half the strife of human life
Is born of guile alone !
Dec eit creates full half our hates,
And half our love it slays;
I v in each other’s eyes men,
'meet each others gaze.
Pardon •• ir brother’s faults, man,
And ask that he forgive,
Could human sin no pardon win,
Xo mortci 1 sonl might live.
Xo nc l of Heaven were none forgiven,
For none would reach its doors,
Pardon your brother’s faults, man.
And bid him pardon yours.
Peel for your brothers’ grief, man,
Xo hear’, is safe from woe,
Though lips and eyes full oft deny,
The sorrowing weight below.
A gentle wife, a pitying smile,
May sweetest balm impart.
Feel for your brother’s grief, man,
And you may win a heart.
Stand by your brother’s side,
And bi.l him clasp your band,
To him be just, and yield the trust
That you from him demand.
How simply wise, with soul and eyes,
To trust,’and still be true—
Do to those, we love, man,
What we would have them do.
s ELECT 3IISCELLANY.
LITTLE- AMY.
“Look here, little one ; where are
you going ? You should not be on
the street alone.”
Little Amy looked into the rnoth-
erly face of the questioner, but she
did not answer. She was a bashful
little thing, only four years old.
She scarcely looked three, she was
so little.
“It is growing dark,” continued
the land neighbor. “It will be night
soon, anil then you will get lost.
Run home, that’s a good girl.”
“I is going after my papa,” said
the child.
“Oh! no; you can’t find him.
See how full the streets are. The
horses will rim over you. Let me
lead you home to your mother. Your
papa will come pretty soon.”
She took the little cold hand in
hers, but the child pulled it away,
and pushing past her, ran rapidly
down the street.
“Ah! well,” said the woman, tak
ing up a heavy basket of clothes that
she had set down on the sidewalk
while speaking to little Amy, “I
have no time to run after her. She
must take her chance. I hope she 11
come to no harm, for—There! she’s
gone into Meg Quillan’s ruin-hole.
She’s after her father—the drinking
wretch!—letting his family starve,
and he earning more than any man
on the street!”
The woman was right—little Amy
was looking for her father; and,
young as she was, a mere baby, she
knew where to look for him.
He was sitting before the fire in
the low thinking house, half stupe
fied with the liquor he had taken
since finishing his day’s work. He
was a large, strongly-built man, with
an easy, careless manner, and a dis
position almost hopelessly obliging.
\Ve say hopelessly, because it was
this same amiable trait of character
which made him an easy prey to the
liquor-seller.
The rum-seller, in this case, w r as a
big, noisy Irish woman, with a very
red face and a very dirty cap. She
had a loud, harsh voice, which was
not at all mellowed by her frequent
visits to the demijohn. There were
a number of men and women in the
room, going through the various
stages of intoxication; some silly,
some sullen, some quarrelsome.
But the man before the fire, little
Amy’s father, sat apart from the
rest, and did not seem to see or hear
any thing about him.
“Don’t go to slape there, my man,'
said the landlady, giving him a rough
push, “Ye’ll be pit,chin’ on the stove
next. Move, an’ and ye’re alive,
till I set off the kittle.”
Little Amy stole noiselessly into
the room and crept up between her
father’s knees just as the huge din
ner-pot was set on the hearth. The
cover was half off, and the child,
who had eaten nothing all day, gaz
ed hungrily into it, with an intense
longing for some of the contents.
A large head of, cabbage was sim-
Ai’ing on the top, sending its appe
tizing odor ont into the room, and
giving a pleasant reminder to the
fortunate idlers who happened to
have an)’ suppers of their own to
partake of. They began to leave for
’ sir various homes, but little Amy s
, u ;, did not stir. He knew’ that
lather . L^—and they were not
ali his earrm.. a ti ia t a
paid for your cabbage this many a
„ day. I’ll do it no more. Coom,
| Amy, wisha; there’ll be cabbage for
yees at home after this; and mate
— Too, I’m thinking.”
I A derisive laugh followed him as
he took the child in his arms and
strode out of the house.
“He’ll bo back for his dram di
rectly,” said the woman, laughing.
“It’ll be a long day before he’ll go
to bed without having that.'
But he did not come bark Day
after day passed by, and Terrence
Maloney did not once cross the vile
threshold. Not a word did he say
to his wife of his good resolutions.
He watched her going and coming
to her work with a worn and dis
couraged look on her fare, which
was so bright and happv but six
years ago; but he said nothing to
cheer it until Saturday evening,
when his wages for the veek were
paid.
Then, after sending home food and
fuel, he entered his door with a feel-
j mg that he had recovered in part his
| lost manhood, and had a right to
speak. Little Amy met him first.
“0 papa!” she exclaimed, “there’s
such a heap of good things come.
But mammy says that they can’t be
long to us.”
Arrah, but they do belong to us,
alannah. They’re all yer -own, No-
rah dear,” he said to Ms wife, who
is drearily looking at the different
packages—“ivery one o them. The
paper yon has the big cabbage for
the dinner to-morrow. Ye’ll not
need to stale it, avick.”
Amy clapped her hands, such lit
tle, pale hands, and laughed glee
fully.
“Ye need not spare. Norah,” he
went on. “There’s work in me arm
and the will in me heart. I’ll kape
ye both illegantly, never fear.
"Oh! thin, Terrence, man,” said
Norah, bursting into a lit of mingled
laughter and crying, “I’ll jist die
wi joy.”
“No ye won’t, nor of' want aither;
you'll see. It’s the Lit lassie’s do-
mgs.
And then he told the mother the
pi tul story of little Amy’s theft and
pin ishment.
[’ll no’ let you starve to buy cab-
ba 3 for Meg Quillan the mane aid
cri er,” he said, in cundnion.
'inere was not a hsgpii home in
America, than was Terrence Malo
ney’s on that Saturday might. And
it is pleasant to record flat it was
not transient reform wni.li he ex
perienced.
It is two years since h< has enter
ed a drinking-house, no.withstand-
iug many a tempting offeiof w hiskey
for nothing, if he would return to
his old corner at Meg Qullan’s.
There was not a neatn- home in
the town than the on-story cot
tage which he rents now but intends
to own.
Norah lives at home Ike a lady,
as she declares. Then is no more
going out in the cold mornings to
wash for other people. She finds
plenty of pleasant wok at home;
for little Amy has a laby brother
now, who is the delight of her heart.
He is a big_fellow for a baby, after
•the patern of Terrence, Ms father—
too heavy for her to hit, but a per
petual fountain of joy. notwithstand
ing-
Best of all, her parents lead her
quietly into the house of God on
the holy Sabbath, and listen them
selves, with unquesthaing faith, to
the saving truths of the gospel of
Christ. This is the sweet promise
of their future.
I tell little Amy’s story’ as I heard
it mys- If, not a week ago, from
warm-hearted Irish woman, who is
my friend. She is unlearned, and I
have b en obliged to translate her
brogue into plainer English, but I
have given you the facts of the story
without alteration.—.Methodist.
A Bachelor’s Test.—An old bach
elor in Maine has been deterred from
commitifog matrimony in a novel
way. Thinking over the subject se
riously, and particularly the expense
of mainlining a family, he set the
table in his lonely abode with plates
for kirns If and an imaginary wife and
five children. He then sat down to
dine, anl as he helped himself to
food he mt the same quantity on
each of tie other plates, and surveyed
the project, at the same time com
puting t e cost. The result of his
examinnion was so discouraging that
he resoled not to marry. But why
he shoal 1 think he was to have so
large a firuily to provide for, w r e can
not exphjQ He shouldhave remem
bered th e old aphorism: “Never
count y»u r chickens before they are
hatched,”
amiability and feeling as the bright- fished; and, withal, patient and long
est jewels in the female character; suffering under the dire infliction of
others still, who have searched'deep- ; purchasers’ w’hims and caprices. On
er in the springs of human action, fy one fault had the employer to find,
and know well the fountains form After a time he fancied that Ms new
whence flow the purest and most en- salesman was inclined to be a little
during happiness, will give the only j too lax in concealing chance defects
true answer to the inquiry, to wit: a,in goods; and at length he came to
strong Christian faith, sentiments and the conclusion that the trouble was
P r i^bice. j chronic. He called it “a lamentable
Religion is everywhere lively, but want of care and circumspection;”
in women particularly so. It makes | and his patience was sorely tried
her but little lower than the angels, i when he saw fabrics put back upon
It purifies her heart elevates her feel-the shelves wMch might have been
mgs and sentiments, hallows her af- sold.
One day a gentleman and lady en
tered the store in quest of cloth. They
had been appointed by a society to
procure the material for one hundred
suits of underclothing for a company
of volunteers w’ho were g o i n g to
Washington in response to the Pres
ident’s call for more men. The lady
had traded with the new salesman,
and him she now sought.
“Ah, we have just the article,” vol
unteered the proprietor, who stood
near. “George, go dow r n cellar and
bring up a bolt of that fine Middle
sex flannel.
The young man went down and
brought up the flannel—a bolt con
taining fifty yards—and there were
six more of the same sort which they
could have cheap, the merchant said.
The lady examined the texture of
the fabric, and pronounced it satisfac
tory.
“You know,” she said to the sales
man, “what we want this for. We
do not wish to send our noble volun
teers away upon their errand of de
votion poorly provided for. There is
much poor cloth in the market—stuff
manufactured—which will hardly
hold together after it is put on for
wear. You can warrant this?”
“No, madam, I cannot.”
“But you believe it to be firm and
good—suitable for that purpose?”
The young man saw that the eyes
of his employer were upon him, and
he knew that his place depended up
on his answer. But he could not be
base and deceitful.
“I am sorry to be forced to tell you
madam, that the goods are not such
as I can recommend. But we have
flannel which I can safely warrant.”
And in the end the lady and her
friend purchased two hundred yards
of good cloth.
As soon as the customers were
fections, shed light on her under
standing, and imparts dignity and
pathos to her whole character. Nor
does its influence end here—
“It beams in the glance of the eye,
It sits on the lips in a smile,
It checks the urgracious reply,
It captures but cannot beguile.”
It should be remembered that life
is not all sunshine. Bright as the
world may be before us, we cannot
live long without encountering many
sorrows, and disappointments, and
troubles. They are sent by a kind
providence to sever the cords which
bind us too closely to earth; to turn
our thoughts inward upon ourselves
and upward to heaven. While our
bark glides calmly on a summer’s sea
with the blue sky above, the bright
waters around us, the blandishments
of youth, beauty, accomplishments,
may satisfy the heart; but let us be
overtaken by the storm and tempest,
and where is the support they yield?
Let darkness enter your dwelling,
and the pleasure you derived from
them is forgotten, and you look in
vain to the same source for relief.
Let death invade your social circle
and lay it’s ruthless hand upon your
first bom, shrouding all around you
in darkness and gloom, and where do
you look for a ray of hope? It is un
der circumstances like these that re
ligion transforms a wife into a minis
tering angel. She will bind u p your
bleeding heart, lead you to a foun
tain of living waters, and change
gloom and despondency into light and
cheerfulness. As the sun in setting,
lights up every hill-top, tree and cot
tage, so religion gilds with it’s heav
enly beams every feeling, enjoyment
and occupation.
Woman, from her very nature, is
destined to drink deeper of the cup
of sorrowing and suffering than the
other sex. Her trials are chiefly of j
other sex. Her trials are ciiieny or ,, , , , , . , ,,
,, , . a ,i... i , gone.themerchantopeuedhisbatte-
the heart, and consequently the hard-° rr . v , ,,,
est to be borne. She is seldom, per-! 1 ?' of lh « I 011 ?S “ an , bokl J
haphaps, called upon to contend with defend ?, d Itself; and when he de-
those formidable evils and tempta
tions which rouse all the energies of
our nature to repel their - attack but
is beset (from the time she merges in
to womanhood) by a thousand petty
trials and annoyances, which, while
they seem too insignificant to require
much effort to resist, are at the same
time the most diificult to overcome.
Religion alone can disarm these trials
and enable her to preserve that
equammtty and peace of mind so es
sential to happiness. It is her talis
man. To it she flies in the hour of sor
row and disappointment, and from
it never fails to derive consolation
Yet how few, in their
dared that he would never, knowing
ly or willingly, deceive a customer,
he was told that his services were no
lo ger required.
George A. enlisted in the verj’ com
pany for which the flannel had been
purchased, and very soon it was
whispered among those who had
known him at the store—and they
were by far the greater portion of the
customers—why he had left.
In July, of 1862, George came
home, wounded; and as his injured
limb promised to be for some time
weak, he got his discharge. While
he was looking around for employ
ment, the lady who had bought the
and support. Yet how fi w, m *flannel for the soldiers came to Mm,
selection of a partner for life, regard ^ offered to advance hiin money
with which to set up business for
.. m that vile room,
small—were spem . - Borne was
and that the cupboard. <*.
empty. So he sat still. .
Little Amy leaned over Ms kne _ ^ — - — - .. .
to get a little nearer to the dinner- thing .at the teacher did was to
pot, and then she reached out her
poor little hand, and with her tiny
fingers picked a bit of the cabbage.
this most important qualification,
How few think to penetrate into the
secret chambers of the soul, to see
what is there hidden within so fair
an exterior—if there the vestal lamp
sheds its clear and constant ray.—
External attractions may lead us
captive for a time ; feeling may send
a thrill of exquisite joy through the
heart of the recipient; talent may
call forth unbounded admiration;
but if religion make no part of the
character, the keystone to the arch
is wanting, and the fabric will ere
long crumble and fall.
Most persons, on entering a mar
ried state (particularly in youth,) fan
cy it a condition of unmingled joy
and pleasure—that they are within a
charmed circle, the bounds of which
no trouble or sorrow can pass. They
forget, the new and immense respon
sibilities that are incurred and the
trials that must necessarily accom
pany them. Not that these should
deter any one from .taking this im
portant step, for it is the high road
to improvement and happiness.
What are the boasted pleasures^ of
intellect compared to those of affec
tion ? The latter are as truly heav
en born and immortal as the for-
they are the earliest devel
oped in our nature, and the last
touched by the fingers of decay.
Woman! thy empire is the heart,
and he wlio would know the capaci
ty of the human soul for happiness,
must yield himself to thy sway.
Burmesee Divorces.—M a r r i a g e
among the Burmese is a most pecu
liar institution, and the “marriage
knot” is very easily undone. If two
persons are tired of each .other’s so
ciety, they dissolve partnership in
the following simple and touching
but conclusive manner: They respec
tively light two candles, and, shutting
up their hut, sit down and wait until
they are burned up. The one whose
candle bums out first, gets up at
himself. After a great deal of per
suasion and friendly assurance, on
the part of quite a large number of
the old customers, he accepted the
offer.
And behold the result. The young
merchant verv soon became known
throughout the town as the man who
would sacrifice place, rather than
wrong or deceive a customer. And
it was known, too, why he had left
the store of Mr. S. Before the snows
of winter came, George A. was ac
counted one of the most successsful
merchants in the place; and when the
first of the new year came, Mr. S, the
shrewd and “circumspect” man, had
shelves loaded with shop-worn goods
nd shoddy, bought on credit; while
upon his desk lay a number of No
tary’s missives, giving information of
notes, in bank, protested!
Clothing the Neck.
The good sense of the following is
apparent, and it comes to us from
high authority: “The clothing about
the neck should be very moderate
in quantity, and worn so loose as to
prevent the slightest compression.
The great errors frequently commit
ted in clothing this part of the body,
consist in wearing such an amount
as to overheat and weaken the throat,
and thus render it easily susceptible
to cold, or in wearing it so tight as
to retard the circulation of the blood
to and froin’the head. Great care
should be exercised upon this point,
as the arteries and veins leading from
the heart to the brain are situated
so near the surface in the neck that
a slight compression there serves to
check the flow of the blood. Many
cases of congestion of the brain and
headache are partially or wholly-
caused by too tight collars and cravats^
rest-
lmagine
they are wiser than their ancestors.
Farmer boys, as a rule, are not suffi
ciently taught self-reliance Their own dresses.
clothes.
Teach them how to darn stockings
and sew on buttons.
Teach them how to make their
A heavy blow from the woman s
strong hand would have sent hex
f fh'i school for poor children
being 0j Slle d in Liverpool, the first
tiling hat the teacher did was to
subject foe pupils to a thorough
washiij; Jn one respect this prov
ed to ! ' im fortvm:ite, for theUoys
and girj s were so metamorphosed
by th < cm bbing that their own pa
SnlTthTrar^ illxer father fynis ^tom, and great
had not caught her. domi ;llc confusion ensued.
TwoHibernians were passing a sta
ble which had a rooster on it for a
- - - weather-vane, when- one addressed
once and leaves the house, (and tor-other thus: “Pat, what’s the rea-
ever), taking nothing but the clothes j son j-i ie y didn't put a uin up there in-
he or she may have on at the time , j s ^ ea d 0 f a rooster?” “An’ sure replied
all else becomes the property- of the p a j ^ “that’s asy enough: don’t you
see it would be inconvenient to go for
the eggs.?”
judgement is not often enough devel
oped and trusted. They are mere
machines. They are not consulted
and questions of farm economy and
policy are not discussed with them.
They do not get any idea that they
are eseential on the farm as assistant
managers of it. They have no inter
est in it. The spending-money they
get is too often doled out to them as
a gratuity and often as a favor to
which they are not entitled. They
quickly learn that other boys who
are “free” from paternal restraint,
earn or receive for tlieir labor more
money than they do, dress better,
and have greater privileges. Of
course this makes a proud-snirited,
ambitious, wide-awake boy restless
and discontented. Parents have got
to learn how to turn this restiveness
into account—how by the wise disci
pline and divided responsibility to
make the boy comparatively conserv
ative, thoughtful, economical and
contented, and so to direct his ambi
tion as to compel it to contribute to
the success of the whole farm estab
lishment. As a partner in business,
the sense of responsibity it involves,
the father can better control and di
rect his boy than if he has neither
individual interest in the farm’s suc
cess nor responsibility. Boys need
to be trained to do business. It is
better they should be so trained un
der parental direction where family
pride is involved than that they
should be let loose upon the world
to “look out fer themselves,” and
drift about therein like a ship without
pilot or rudder.
——
The Moment of Peril.
A clergman’s son, one Saturday af
ternoon last winter, was amusing
himself with Ms velocipede. He was
carelessly dashing along in full speed,
intending to cross the railway track,
when a train came thundering over
the road. There was hut one course
to pursue. He could not stop the im
petus of his vehicle; to attempt it
would be certain death. So ae dashes
across within reaching distance of
the engine. The slightest jar of his
wheel, a pebble in his way, a little
unsteadiness of his own, and his doom
sealed. Do you suppose any
sum of money would induce him
agam to run such a risk?
A boy was sliding down hill, and in
the excitement and enjoyment of the
sport, he forgot to watch for danger.
His path run over the railroad track,
and, as he was almost upon it, he
saw a slowly-moving fraight-train
passing along. To stop was impos
sible, and he dashed on, just passing
between two heavily laden cars. The
slow rate of motion was all that sav
ed Mm. But he will never go down
that MZi so recklessly again. It will
serve as a warning to other boys, al
so, who witnessed his perii >
What a
warning by
sadder fate, of so many men and boys
about them!
I see lads every day in this town
standing on the steps of the billiard-
saloon and the tobacconis’t shop, who
are drawing near to a more fearful
doom than either of these lads. They
are suffering themselves to be drawn
into a maelstrom from which there
will be no retreat. They are prepar
ing for a plunge into the fearful gulf
of intemperance, where body and soul
will both be swallowed up. Look ov
er into this gulf. Listen to the fear
ful cries that come up, and can you,
dare you, risk the plunge ? The mo
ment of deepest peril for you is the
one when you take up your first glass.
Temperance Banner.
Mothers’Speak Kindly.
Children catch cross tones quicker
than parrots, and it is a much more
mischievous habit. But when an im
patient mother sets the example, you
will scarcely hear a pleasant word
among the children in their plays
with each other. Yet the discipline
of such a family is always Weak and
irregnlar. The children expect just
so much scolding before they do any
thing they are bid, while in many a
home where the low, firm tone of the
mother, or the decided look of her
steady eye is law, they never think of
disobedience, either in or out of sight
Oh, mother! it is worth a great deal
to cultivate that “excellent thing in
woman,” a low, sweet voice. If you
are ever so much tried by the mis-
cMevous or wilful pranks of the little
ones, speak low. It will be a great
help to you to even try to be patient
and cheerful, if you cannot succeed.
Anger makes you wretched, and your
children also. Impatient, angry tones
never did the heart good, but plenty
of evil. Remember what Solomon
says of them, and remember he wrote
with an inspired pen. You cannot
have the excuse for them that they
lighten your burdens in anyway; they
make them only ten limes heavier.
For your own, as well as your child
ren’s sake, learn to speak low. They
will remember that tone when your
head is under the green sward. So,
too, will they remember a harsh and
angry tone. Which legacy will you
leave your children?
Teach them t > make shirts.
Teach them to make bread.
Teach them all the mysteries of
the kitchen, dming-room, and par
lor.
Teach them that a dollar is only
one hundred cents.
Teach them that the more one
fives within their income, the more
they will save.
Teach them that the further one
lives beyond their income, the near
er they get to the poor-house.
Teach them to wear calico dresses,
and do it like a queen.
Teach them that a good, round,
rosy romp is worth fifty delicate con
sumptives.
Teach them to wear thick, warm
shoes.
Teach them to do the marketing
for the family.
Teach them to foot up store ac
counts.
Teach them that God made them
in Ms own image, and that no amount
of tight lacing will improve the mod
el.
Teach them, everyday, hard, prac
tical common sense.
Teach them self-reliance.
Teach, them that a good, steady,
greasy mechanic without a cent, is
worth a dozen oily-pated loafers in
broadcloth.
Teach them to have nothing to do
with intemperate and dissolute young
men.
Teach them the accomplish
ments—music, painting, drawing—if
you have the time and money to do
it with.
Teach them not to paint and pow
der.
Teach them not to wear false hair.
Teach them to say no and mean it,
or yes, and stick to it.
Teach them to regard the morals,
not the money, of the beaux.
Teach the essentials of life—truth,
honesty, uprightness then at a suita
ble time, let them marry.
Kely upon it, that upon your teach
ing depends in a great measure, the
weal or woe of their after life.
A Treacherous Memory.
A story is told at the expense of
a distinguished professor at Athens,
whose usually retentive memory is
occasionally a little treacherous on
proper names. While visiting
neighboring city, some time since,
as he stood upon the depot platform
waiting for a train, a gentleman
stepped np, accosted the professor,
shook hands warmly, and began nu
merous inquiries in regard to mem
bers of his family and the good
friends in Athens. The professor
was puzzled; the face of his cordial
friend was qmte familiar, and he
was evidently no stranger to him
self or family, but~io recall Ms name
ward inquiry.
word to reve;
other party.—Harpers Magazine.
The Auburn Bulletin fashion ed
itor sums up the present female cos
tumes in the brief word tuckupbe-
hinddollywriggledarnpholitiveness.
and hoping A»r some
sal
As the flint and steel stricken to- man in black cried out in a shrill tre-
getker produce fire, so the conflict of tone, “It’s nothing but my black dog;
men’s mines elicits truth. he won’t bite nobody. ’
chance word to reveal the nailie .of
his friend. But it came not, and as
the conversation went on, the ig
norance became more and more em
barrassing. At last a happy thought
came to the professor; he would get
it without asking. So with an in
different air he asked,—
Let me Lee, I forget just how you
spell your name!”
But alas for the expedient! With
a curious smile his friend replied,—
“Well, usually, I spell it J-o-n-e-s!”
Just at that moment the professor
remembered the necessity of going
into the waiting-room to look after
his traveling-bag. The inability to
ell “Jones,” or the suggestion that
there was more than one way of
spelling it, betrayed something, cer
tainly, and the professor saw it.
The Right Idea or Prayer.—One
day a little boy heard a clergyman
preach from the text, ‘Verily,verily, I
say unto you, whatsoever ye shall ask
the Father in my name, He will give
it to you.” After*reading the text, he
stopped .a minute, anil asked his
hearers to consider what it was they
should like most, and then to ask for
it in Jesus’ name, trusting to his
promise that it would be given unto
them. At the end of this service the
little boy asked his aunt if she had
asked for anything. Then she asked
aim what he had asked God to give
him, and he said: “I thought first on
one thing I should like, and then an
other; but I did not know which would
be best to ask, and so I said: ‘father,
thy will be done.’ ”
Saved His Whipping.-Alittle urchin
seven or eight years old, in a school
where a Miss Blodget was teacher
composed the following and wrote it
on his slate at prayer-time, to the
great amusement of all of the boys:
“A little mouse ran up the stairs
To hear Miss Blodgett say her prayers. ”
The teacher discoverd the rhyme;
and called out the culprit. For
punishment she gave his choice to
make another rhyme in five minutes
or be whipped. So, after thinking,
and scratching his head till Ms time
j was nearly out, and the teacher was
: lifting the cane in a threatening
i manner, at the last moment he ex-
A sensation preacher, assuming a!claimed:
dramatic attitude, exclaimed in a HereI stand before jjjss Blodgett;
startling, agonising tone, “What is She’s going to strike and I’m going to dodge it
that I see there?” Here a little wo- —— >
Happiness is often at our side,
and we pass her by. Misfortune
is afar off, and we rush to meet her.
Tremendous Co.-.t of Ignorance.
President A. D. WMte, in an ad
dress at Ann Arbor, Mich., says:
“The material object of our nation
demands that the State make pro
vision for the higher education. See
on every hand the millions of dollars
squandered by unscientific engineers.
I have seen the traffic of a whole city
stopped for days together be
cause nobody could be found able
to construct a screw-arch bridge.
“Some years ago I had occasion to
visit on public business one of the
West India islends. The national
ship which carried us out had been
newly furnished with engines and
machinery at an expense of nearly
§1,000,000, and yet we were so long
making five days’ voyage that on
landing we found our honored obit
uaries in most of the newspapers.
On our return the engines and ma
chinery were condemned as faulty in
construction, and were sold for §50,-
000—a loss on that single transaction
sufficient to rear a better equipped
school for the education of civil en
gineers than the world has ever
seen.
A few years ago some speculators
professed to have discovered a val
uable gold mine in California, and
commenced selling stock at an as
sumed value of §1,000,000. Mr.
Clarence King, an enterprising min
eralogist, by easy but sure tests,
found there was no gold there save
what had been purposely put there,
and the rich harvest of the swindlers
was at an end. How many millions
of dollars he has saved to innocent
parties by his expose of the Nevada
diamond hoax is impossible to com
pute.
“An eastern capitalist was on the
point of investing in an iron mine in
Northern Europe. A sample of the
ore fell into the hands of a professor
in the scientific school of Yale, who
applied the proper chemical tests
and found so large a proportion of
titanium in it as to render the ore
practically worthless. The profess
or’s bill was §200; the amount he sav
ed the capitalist §600,000.
“Scarcely a month passes without
a frightful catalogue of losses of life
and property through insufficient
knowledge on the part of civil and
mining engineers.”
Proverbs.
Amos Atkins was very fond of pro
verbs. He read proverbs, he wrote
proverbs and he spoke proverbs; aud
meet him where you would, he had
always a proverb on his lips. Whca
he once began to speak, there was
hardly any stopping him,
hen I first met Amos, I was on
my way to my uncle’s. A long walk
it was; but I told him I hoped to be
there before night.
i a 7V said be ’ “Hope is a good
breakfast, but a bad supper Put
your best foot foremost, boy or elsn
you wifi not be there. It is’a good
thing to hope; but he who does noth
ing but hope is in a very hopeless
way. r
“Hare a care of your temper; for
passionate boy rides a pony that
runs away with him. Passion has
done more mischief in the world than
all the poisonous plants that grow in
it. Therefore again I say, have a
e of your temper.
’Remember that the first spark
burns down the house. Quench the
first spark of passion and all will be
well. No good comes of wrath; it
puts no money in the pocket and no
joy m the heart. Anger begins with
folly and ends with repentance.
“Look to your feet and your fin
gers, boy, and let both be kept in
activity; for he who does nothin** is
in a fair way to do mischief. Anldle
lad makes a needy man, and, I may
add, a miserable one too.
If you put a hot coal in your pock
et it will burn its way out. Ay, and
so will a bad deed that is hidden
make itself known. A fault con
cealed is a fault doubled; aud so you
will find it all through life. Never
hide your faults, but confess them,
and seek, through God’s help to over
come them.
“M aste not a moment of your
time; for a moment of time is a mon
ument of mercy.
“Now step forward, boy; and as
you walk along, think of the half-doz
en proverbs given you by Amos At
kins.”—Child's Paper.
The Deadly Evils of Gossip.—I
have known a country society which
withered away all to nothing under
the dry rot of gossip only. Friend
ship once as firm as granite dissolved
to jelly, and then away to water on
ly because of this; love that promis
ed a future as enduring as lieaveD
and as stable as truth, evaporated
into a morning mist that turned into
a day’s long tears, only because of
this.
A father and a son were set foot
to foot with the fiery breath of an
ger that would never cool again be
tween them, only because of this; and
a husband and his young wife, each
straining at the heated leash, \> hich
in the beginning had been the gold
en bondage of a God-blessed love,
sit mournfully by the side of the
grave where all their love and joy lay
buried, and only because of this.
I have seen faith transformed to
mean doubt, hope give place to grim
despair, and charity take on itself the
features of black malevolence, all be
cause of the fell words of scandal,
and the magic mutterings of gos
sip.
Great crimes work great wrongs,
and iLp deeper tragedies of life
from its larger passions; but woefi
and most melanchc-Jv are uncata
logued tragedies that issue Rom gos
sip and detraction; most mournful the
shipwreck often made of noble na
tures and lovely lives by the bitter
winds and dead salt waters of slan
der. So easy, yet so hard to refute
—throwing blame on the innocent,
and punishing them as guilty, if un
able to pluck ont the stings theynev-
er see, and to silence words they nev
er heard. Gossip and slander are the
deadliest and crudest weapons man
bas for his brother’s hurt.
How to be Somebody.—Don’t
stand sighing, wishing, and waiting,
ui go to work with an energy at.d
e severance that will set every ob
ject in the way of your success flying
like leaves before a whirlwind. A
milk and water way of doing busine-s
leaves a man in the lunch every time.
Ho may h tve ambition enough to
wish himself on the topmost round ol
the ladder of success, hut if he has
not got the go a-headitivcncss to pull
him up there, he will inevitably rc-
remain at the bottom, or at best on
the, very low rounds. Never say 1
can't, never admit there iss ich a word;
it has dragged its tens of thousands
to poverty and degradation, and it i 1 -
high time it was stricken from oai
langnage; but carry a lexicon of 1
ca >s and I wills with you and thu-
a'tned every obstacle in the way ol
yoursuccess w li vanish. Never envy
your neighbor his success, but try
and become like him, and as much
better as you can. If at first you don’i
succeed, don’t stand still with des
pond and I can’t, but gird on the
armor of 1 can, and word fur my it you
will.
A very charming daughter of one
of the “solid men of Boston,” befog
at a ball, a few evenings since, was
solicited by a combination of mous
tache, starch, and broadcloth for the
honor of her hand in a dance, to which
solicitation she returned an affirma
tive answer. In a subsequent con
venation, the aforesaid combination
enquired her father’s business. “He
is a wood sawyer,” she replied. The
fellow eloped feeling that he had let
himself down a foot or two by the
association. The lady’s father was
a wealthy dealer in mahogony,
which occasionally had to be sawed.
Important to those who draw
Notes—A man drew a note prom-
ing to pay one hundred dollars, lie
used a printed form and did not close
up the blank devoted to dollars, and
her passing as negotiable paper
somebody inserted “a'-d fifty ’’alter
the one hundred and before the print
ed dollar. The note, thus altered,
;ot into the handsof an innocent party
who presented it to the drawer, and
the supreme court decided the note
was liable for its face, because thro’
negligence he did not draw a line be
tween the written word “hundred”
and the printed word “dollars.” Any
testimony that the draw jr might offer
to establish the fact that he gave a
note for one hundred dollars must go
for nothing, as “there was nothing on
the face of the note showing that it
had been altered.” Evidence of al
teration on the face of the note would
have changed the case. Let this be a
lesson to all drawers of promissory
notes. No one can be too careful in
such matter.
Cure for Styes.-PM a teaspoonful
of soda in a small bag, pour on it
just enough boiling water to moisten
it, then put it on the eye pretty warm.
Keep it on all night, and in the morn
ing the stye will most likely be gone;
if not, a second application is sure to
remove it. We have also heard that
the white of an egg, applied to the
eyelid with a feather just before re
tiring, soon effect a cure. Styes a-
rise from impurity of the blood, and
no permanent cure can be effected
by a re external application. The
blood should be kept, fo ft
condition by the frequent use of some
mild purgative—say a dose of rhu
barb and magnesia.
Fooling the Men.—It is said that
the young ladies of Jacksonville,
Tenn., have a fashion of tying up
their taper fingers when young gen
tlemen are expected to call, and
when the latter very naturally ask
the cause, they blushingly reply, “I
burned them broiling* the steak this
morning.” The result, as chronicled
by the local, is that several veung
gentlemen have burned their fingers
by believing the story.
An absent-minded professor, in
going out the gate-way of his college
ran against a cow. In the confusion
of the moment he raised his hat, and
exclaimed: “I beg your pardon, mad
am.” Soon after, he stumbled against
a lady in the street; in sudden recol
lection of his former mishap, he call
ed out: “Is that you again, you
brute ?”
Tbe following sweet dispatch pass
ed over the wires to a Main girl, the
other day: “To : Your life is a
rich boquet of happiness, yourself
the sweetest flower. If nothern winds
.. hisper southern wishes, how hap
py you must be- Good night. Hap
py dreams, sweet love. Frank.”
ere are men brave enough to
storm a breach, who are not always
brave enough to tell the truth. There
are heroes who can smile when the
doctor cuts off their legs, who cannot
break a miserable little habit ofpet-
ulence, profanity, smoking or chewing
tobacco.
Bishop Hall said:“I would rather
suffer a thousand wrongs than offer
one. I jhave always found that to
strive with a superior is injurious;
with an equal doubtful; with an infe-
nor sordiu and base; with any» full
of nnqnietness.
There are two reasons why soma
people don’t mind their own bon*
ness. One is they don’i have anjr
business, and the other is they haven t
any mind.