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A COLLEGE GARDEN REVERIE. “ L’homme propote, etc.” Yonder—* atone throw from this Beet of mine— The grey old college rises through its leaves, Bright with tht arrowy glinting summer-shine, Sweet with birds’ Anting ’neath the shadowed eaves. How fair, familiar and unaltered still, That glimpse of roof, tbat sunlit gable end I Those gay flowers, gemming tbat dtep window sill, That ivied archway and tbat cloister bend 1 There slopes the lawn away beneath its trees; There peep again the college walls beyond; There, ss of old. in white rn*j«.tir as The hwsuh move, oaring up' the lilted pond. The giuy-hoatd gaiainiti-r, wiiii hi" ewiugiiig soytiit- Lo! how ho shakes I lie is too old to mow, It seems but yesterday I saw him blithe And young. Ah, well 1 we all must older grow. It seems but yesterday that here we walked And sat and smoked, my own best friend and I, Gay bappy hearted lads, and fondly talked. And planned our futures and their honor high. How both would win a fellowship: and he Should plead and question, wearing wig and gown, And I should don the sober suit, and be— Quickly, of course, a shining light in town. Then came the gold-green June, that somewhat hid Our wig-and-miter-dreams, and made them nought, How fleet and fair the sweet flower season slid 1 How of the present was our only thought 1 How the eld place was changed, and sudden made Vocal with maiden voices sweet 1 Bright with gay gleams shot down the happy shade, Flashed through the fair white hands and fairy feet. And one there was who drew us to one spot, And made ua meet—no more in friendship fair, In love or her, our own love was forgot; And where she was, there we two always were. So hate rose up between my friend and me, poor pretty girl! She could not love us both. « Ugh 1 win your miter and your wife,” sneered he, I gibed, and called “ Judge," and made him wroth. < • • • • • O friendship, fleeted like this fleeting shade! O this way planned, O that way acted life ! He lives and grinds In Oxford: I in trade. He won his fellowship, and I, the wife. — Temple Bar. Little Stories from the Scandinavian. Translated by H. Hanson. THE UNGRATEFUL CHILDREN. It is justly said that God, parents and teachers can never be repaid for the kindness they have bestowed on any one. But alas 1 in this world it goes too often according to the well-known problem, that a father can easier sup port six children than six ohildren one father. Here we have such a narration about a father who, while living, gave all that he owned to his children and expected them to support him after wards in his old age. Bnt when he had lived a while with his eldest son he be came tired of him, and said : “Father, last night my wife gave birth to a son, and where your arm chair stood the cradle must now stand. Will you not move over to my brother’s ? He has got more room than I have.” After a while, the second son also be came tired of him, and said : “Father yon always liked a warm room, and I have the headache from it; would you not like to go to my brother, who is a baker, he can stand it better.” The father went, and after he had stayed some time, the third son said : “ In my house we are always running in and out, so you can never get your afternoon sleep; would you not rather go to sister Elma, who lives outside the city gate ? You will be more quiet with her.” The old man looked at the clock and said : “ Very well, I will go and try and live with my daughters.” Worn n have generally a tenderer heart than men. But, after he had stayed a while, the daughter became anxious to get rid of him also, and pretended to be very much frightened whenever her father had to pass down the high stairway, either when going to charoh or any- vrhoro and nnid • “ At sister Mn- more mercy towards him than his six ohildren bad shown; there he can sleep undisturbed. * THE NOBLE-HEARTED SONS. Tht re lived once in Stockholm an old man of nearly a hundred winters. He was a tailor by profession and had twelve sods, who all had served under Charles XIL Once they got a few days’ leave of absence from their regi ments to go and see their old father, whom they found on their, arrival with* out bread and nearly starving. “Fa- ther has no bread,” said one of them, “yet he has given to Sweden twelve warriors!" Our dear father must be helped; but how?” “Can’t we find somebody who would be willing to lend us a little money?” asked the youngest, who had a good deal of faith in God and good-hearted people. “Try to borrow money, when we have nothing to give in security 1 What good will that do?” asked another. “Have we nothing at all?” asked the youngest; “ my brothers, I will show you that we have. Our father is a tailor, and has carried on his trade a great many years, and is now about to die of starvation. This is sufficient proof of his honesty. We, his sons, have served for many years in the ranfcs of the Swedish army, and no one can yet show a stain npon our honor. Let us give this, our honor, as security; I think we might borrow a little money on such a pledge.” This idea won their general approval. The twelve brothers wrote and signed the following letter: “ We, twelve Swedes, sons of a tailor who is nearly one hundred years of age, deprived of the necessary means of support, pray the directors of the national bank for the sum of two hundred dollars, to be used for the support of our old and helpless father. We pledge our honor as security, and promise to pay the above named sum to the bank within one year. This letter was handed to the directors. The sum asked for was given to them, and the letter torn to pieces; furthermore, the directors prom ised to take care of their old father as long as he lived. Scarcely had this happened before it was made known through the entire city, and rich and poor paid visits to the old white-headed man, and none went empty handed. The tailor was thus placed in good cir cumstances, and after his death left a small capital for each of his sons, a reward for their filial loye. * THE LITTLE FLOWER. How to Keep the Children Pure “ Will you not use your influence in trying to deter large boys from contami nating the minds of small boys? Things which shonld be told in a whole some manner and as solemn truths are distorted into vile shapes, and perma nent injury is done to children’s minds. Would it not be better for the body to- be poisoned than the mind, that parents might see the'h&rm dose, and thereby b6 i nabled to use cures and antidotes ? But I am sorry to that • thiuV the trouble lies deeper than with th« h;«* boys. I have been looking around, anu am quite sure that it does. A jury might acquit them with the verdict, more sinned against than sinning. It is the men that I am coming at, for just so long as they meet in groceries, on street corners, and in shops, telling stories unfit for thenars of their moth ers, sisters, wives and daughters, just so long big boys will listen and think it cunning to emulate the filthy example. Is it not a terrible thing to look into a young man’s face and think of the im purities his mind must be loaded with unless be h£s strength to east off the unclean thing and be a nobleman ?” No subject more vital in,.its bearing on the morals of the young coaid have place in this column, says the New York Tribune, in reply to the above letter. There are parents who recognize among the duties they owe their children that of instructing them with respect to ’he origin of life. This is left shrouded in impenetrable mystery, and all manner of lies are told m reply to the questions which at a very early age ohildren will ask. The mother leaves tLis matter for her daughter to be told about by any ohance schoolmate, who, with the few grains of truth she may communicate, is more than likely to sow tares that never can be weeded out. The inno cent-hearted boy learns from his rough companions what his own father or mother should have told him with per fect simplicity and inge uousness, and learns a great deal that they would never have had him to know. Truth is sacred, truth is pure and never corrupts any one. It is the vile admixture of false hood with it that contaminates. Every fact in human physiology can be so communicated to a pure mind that its delicacy shall not be in the least of fended. The time to make these facts known is wb i n the desire to inquire into them manifests itself, and the best teacher is the parent. As between hus band and wife, so between parent and child there is no plaoe for shame. Where virtue reigns shame cannot One day, two yonng girls went to town. They were both daughters of a gardener. Eaoh of them carried a bas ket full of fruit or flowers. As they m ^y^ith fls parent will instinctively went along, one of them became dissat- revo | t f rom whatever is vulgar and base r\t haw hool/Ar • rhfl - > , j • U. come. . , . .. A child thus taken into sacred inti- isfied at the weight of her basket; the otner went easily, singing all the time. “ I cannot understand why you sing,” said the first to her sister; “you are not any stronger than I am, and your basket is just as heavy as mine.” “ The reason is, ” said the other, smiling, “ that I have put a little flower in my basket, which keeps me from feeling its weight. Do you like wise.” “ That must be a very costly flower, said her sister, “ but I should like to own it very much; please tell me its name.” “The little flower,” said the other, “which makes the heaviest burden easy, is calLed—Patience.” Tricks on the Dignified.—It is a sad sight to see a dignified gentleman go up to a counter on which there iB a glass case to pay for something. _ He espies lying on it, as he fondly imagines, n. fatherless ten-cent stamp. He drops his glove on the Stamp, pays his bill, and picks up his glove, pinching that part under which the currency is lying. The glove comes up, but the stamp doesn’t. He walks away hur- where else, and said : “ At sister Ma ria’s you need not go down any steps, as bSmj lives on the first floor.” The old man aOu^tted that she was right, in order that everything should go on ,uietly and peacefully, and went to his cond daughter’s, VrLvjhe had stayed couple of days, he /became a burden her also, and she gave him to under- atfnd, through a third person, that hoc ko'ifse, Lciug Lou uesr the wilier, was too daujp for a man who suffered with rheumatism; but her sister who was married to the sexton of St. John’s graveyard had a dryer and healthier house. So he went to the house of his young- eat daughter, Laurina. He had stayed fled. They don’t like them, a very short time When her son said to him: “ Mother told Aunt Hilda, yes terday, that for you there were no bet ter quarters than such as father was digging in the graveyard.” When the aged parent heard these cmel words, hu heart broke, and he fell back into his arm-chair and died. St. John’s graveyard received him, and showed and obscene. At every period in the d- velopment of the young life the parent should be before everybody else m preparing and fortifying his son or daughter against the dangers which lie in his or her path. There is nothing that so strongly binds a child to virtue and honor and chastity, as perfect and unrestrained intimacy between it and the father and mother. We are careful about the sewage of our houses, about ventilating them, and see to it with diligence that every nook and oomer is kept neat and sweet. Let us carry the same thing into character and open all the doors and windows of the soul by total frankness and transparent sim plicity, that the pure air and sunshine of heaven may nave access to them and keep them pure, One word more. If home is made so attractive that boys and men prefer it to the corner groceries, an ounce of pre vention will be found better than many pounds of cure. The Too “Expressive She.”—A funny incident, which lately occurred in the gaB office in Chicago, is described hv the Inter-Ocean. The wife of “ person who oould have taken ifc” “I beg your pardon ma’am,” said the stranger, “bat I am no thief. I have not got yohr pocket-book,” “I’ll have yonr aneeted and searched” cried the irate lady. “ As you please,” responded the man. And as the manat tried to open the door to oall a -policeman she discovered her pnrse in her left hand, The sti anger smilingly listened to a profuse and prolonged apology. Capture of a Herd of Elephants A. ts-Ticspuiiueni of Liuul and Water tells of the capture, in the Mysore dis trict, India, of a herd of elephants, numbering forty-nine head. An irri gating canal winds through a dense jungle, at some points approaohinga small river, at others stretching away from it into tho jungle. In one place a bend of the canal forms, with the river, an inolosure in the shape of a horse shoe, containing about fifteen aores of wooded ground. To this plaoe ele phants resort during the monsoon, orosing the canal at three or four points where the banks have become trodden down by constant use, In order to trap the entire herd, two lines of chains were s retched across the river at' the ends of the horseshoe, and a trench was dug on the river bank to oat off escape on that side. The elephants having crossed into the inclosnre, the fords were barricaded with coooanut trees, the canal deepened at those places, and two deep trenohes cut from the canal to the river. Fires were kept up at night on the banks of the oanal. Meanwhile a deep, circular trench was dug, and two parallel trenohes were also dug, leading from the horseshoe to this small inclosure. Drop gates were made to prevent the animals leaving thiB keddah when once they had en tered it, A large force of men were now di rected to drive the herd into the Ked dah. The first ittempc failed, the ele phants stampeding back into the horse shoe after a few of them entered the inolosure. A second effort was crowned with success. First came a female with her calf; then seven other females, and after a while on came the entire herd with a rush, males, females, and calves of all sizes, “ like a herd of rather large pigs, jostling and pushing one another through the gate-way.” When the last was in, down went the gate, and they were all secured. The oatching of the elephants one by one was the work of several days. “ The men ride in among them on tame beasts, and put ropes round their legs and necks, after whioh the tame elephants drag them out in spite of all resistance, and they are chained one by one tc trees to be trained at leisure. They do not mind the tame elephants mixing with them at all, even with men on their baoks, bnt they ob ject strongly to the men on the ground, who have to pnt on the rapes. The clever way in whioh the tame elephants help is wonderful: they move olose up to the wild ones, and understand how to put ti eir legs so as to shield the men from all kicks; they take hold of the wild ones’ legs and trunks with their own trunks, and are invaluable.” gets outside of the shop he swears and stamps his heel. &nd looks discontented, and kicks at the boy who wants to know if he’ll have " the fifth edition.” It is oruel to play such tricks on thedigni- —Pereire got a little tired of return ing the bows of an uncomfortable polite man in his establishment, and finally gave the polite man this conundrum, at point blank range: “Sir, what would become of the hours if the min ute-hand stopped to bow to the second hand every time they met.” hand. Having occasion to wrif^ her signature, she changed her pocket- book to hex left hand, then started to go out. Noticing that her right hand was empty, she missed her pocket- book, and turning to a roughlooking individual who had been standing by meantime, exclaimed angrily: “Fu thank you for my pocket-book, fir.” Tw,o or three of the book-keepers rushed out, expecting to see the man try to escape, but he stood still and calmly answered: “I haven’t it ma’am.” “Yon certainty have vl laid it down a moment ago hero, and yon are the only —In Brington church are two sepul chral stones, one bearing the date of 1616 over the grave of the father of Washington, the emigrant, in whioh his arms appear impaled with those of his wife. The other stone covers the remains ef his unole, and presents on a bass the simple family shield with the crescent appropriate to a younger brother. We have before us a tran script of this shield, and from it we are constrained to believe that tli.% United States flag as seen now very certainly took its origin. In this shield are five horizontal stripes, of alternate gules and white, as are those of the national flag, while the three stars in the upper pwwillftvity of this may not who care very rge Washington had a or not, but then again there may be others who will not think any the less of the father of thegreat repub lic because his ancestors fought against Cromwell and his Ironsides to keep Charles’ head upon his shoulders.—St. Louis Republican. —A prominent Detriot universalist, some months ago, married a red-headed widow’with four ohildren, and last week remarked to a friend, “1 was blind when I believed there is no hell. I see now.”