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[For The Sunny South.J DESERTED—A FRAGMENT. BY ANNIE H. SMITH. Ask me no more to open wide the door Of that deserted home, the human heart. And let you stalk at random through its halls, Which once re-echoed to the sounds of joy, But now are wrapped in silence dread as death. I could not, if I would, an entrance make Thro* windows safely barred and doors fast locked. What tho* the silver key, discolored grown For lack of turning, stands within its place? Does not a cunning spider weave his web About its rusty hinge and moldering arch,— Weaves ever on, nor fears intrusive hand Upon the nights vouchsafed him by the dead ? For on the door, a fair and trembling hand Has traced in letters delicate and fine — “ Sacred.'* Thifr chamber leadeth to a garden wild. Where fragrant violets once did bloom, And purple orchids and primroses grew. Here the red rose, wearing her Crown of dews, Reigned queen of flowers; here star-eyed Hope did dream On beds of blossomy thyme, and count the hours By the true, magic dial of flowers that bloom And close as fairy fingers touch their cups. She vied in beauty with the treasures round, And haply then was fairest of them all. Now, still her foot-prints echo on the ground— But hollow, slow and languid; her faint breath Fails now to kiss the dead flowers back to life,— Tale, withered flowers, that nodupou their stalks— Ghosts of the blooms she loved. They slowly nod Across the garden walks, as though they said, Memory doth mock us with a brighter past, And melancholy winds wail sadly forth— ** Faded!" [Written for The Sunny South.] Callie Carson’s Lovers; fire at him. She did not recognize him, and she asked: “ Do you believe the girl came this way ?” “I cannot tell,” answered Will; “we must search.” Something in his tone must have re-aroused “I did not hear of it.” The weeds had safely sheltered her thus far, and Carson started ahead, hoping to avoid further might while darkness lasted; but the argus-eyed questioning, when the suspicions red-skin called red-skins would quickly search her out when out: daylight came. That side of the river, either “ I will help you search.” . up or down, would not be safe for her an honr “That means trouble,” mused the pioneer, and after daybreak. Tae whole village will be out on the search, and every bush, tree and thicket would be scanned. She must cross the river. called “ Training Schools.” Perhaps so; I hope my hobby and I have not been troublesome. We have ambled along the dusty highway in a quiet, unobtrusive way—eating no corn we did not pay for by honest work, mischievously tres passing upon no one’s premises, attracting but little attention, not considered of much worth, any way: but I know better every day the value her suspicions and made her feel certain that he he bore off to the right, toward the other shore, was a white man in disguise. She made a sud- j As soon as he heard the Indian enter the water, den and vigorous attack, seeking to clasp his he sank down until nothing but his head was There was but one way—to find a log buoyant of mv steed, and feel more anxious that others arms from behind, and uttering a shout for above the surface, and then drew himself slowly enough to support her as she pushed it before should hold mv hobby at its full value. Yes. I help. against the current. ' her. The night was dark, the other shore tin- feel that the great want of the South is “ Train- Twisting away. Will turned, and as she was “Where are you?” called the Indian as he known, and she drew back from the thought of ing Schools for Girls”—where they can be taught about to scream again, he struck her a powerful waded out. crossing. lessons of usefulness, to make their future homes blow in the face, dropping her like a log to the ground. Several figures were approaching, and he bounded away like a deer, knowing that the No reply. “ Where are you ?” he called again. Carson was making good progress up stream, whole village would soon be howling for his and after listening and peering about, the Indian blood. retreated to the bank and uttered a low, shrill call. The squaw was long in recovering from the which was immediately answered from a dozen blow, and Will was a good half mile from the points. camp when the reports of three or four rifles “ That means git out o’ here !” whispered old of the bank would be searched, reached him and warned him that his disguise Carson as he rose up. Feeling that she ought to move, and yet dread- It was two hours before the Indians gave up bright, and the atmosphere of them so pure and the search along the bank. At least a score of wholesome that, business hours over, husbands them passed the hiding girl during that time, and sons will turn their faces homeward, lov- and this was proof that they would make their ingly and cheerfully—the tune of “home, sweet first search in the morning over the same ground, home,” making the while pleasant melody in So many had passed between her and the village their hearts. that no trail could be picked up, but every foot Would that the crowning act of my life might be to manipulate such a school as I have indi cated ! The honor may not be mine; for some had been penetrated. He was clear of the vil- He was a hundred feet above the Indian and ing it, Callie waited until she judged that it was more fortunate person it may be reserved. The lage, however, and felt no fear of capture, as the close to a tree-top, against which a lot of drift- two o’clock before she rose up. Daylight would warriors would not search for him until daylight wood had lodged. A good-sized log was under come at four, and the savages would be trailing came. He was even bold enough to shout Cal- his hands in an instant, and hauling it out into lie’s name several times, hopeful of hearing her the current and heading it for the Ohio shore, respond, but he received no'answer. ; the old man seized the other end and hurried it If he moved away, he might be going in a di- along until his feet could no longer find bottom, rection opposite the one taken by her, while if “It isn’t half an hour till daylight, and the he remained near the village, he could learn if reds are hoppin’ mad,” he whispered, as he swam the search by the red-skins had been successful, behind the log. and lay his plans accordingly. The scout there- — the forest like blood-hounds. It was only a step or two to the water, and entering it, Callie waded up the river looking for a float. She did not have to go far to secure one. Overhead the bright stars thickly dotted the sky, and there was no sound from the gloomy forest as she pushed the log along until her feet could no revenues of a kingdom would be nobly and profitably spent in dotting this land over with “Training Schools for Girls.” OUR SOLDIERS’ OR WES. Mrs. Hill,—As this is the season of the year for propagating roses and other flowers by cut- — . . . _ _ tings, as well as the seed time for many annuals, He heard the Indians running along the bank longer find bottom, and then swam behind it. j |, e£ j leave to make a su^estion through von to -1 In Ixni V. ^ 1 J J IT J 1 11 — . ... ik • U ..1 1 .. © ..... - ^ ® .J fore secured a comfortable position at the foot of and wading in the stream, but he had a good Heading diagonally across the stream, she would a tree, and prepared himself to watch and wait start, and asked nothing more than that dark- be carried down a full mile before striking the for daylight. He listened intently for sounds to ness should cover him until he had reached the Ohio shore, an l when once across, she could not show that any living thing was moving near other shore, i him, and to catch the shout that the Indians ; would utter if they found the girl; but the forest CHAPTER XXIV. and the night were as still as the grave. When Callie was escorted back to the bank, Callie was wandering the woods or hiding in after act i n g as a flag-of-truce between the In- some thicket, defenseless and helpless, and it di a ns and the flat-boat, the savages wanted to would be only great good fortune which would mnr ,i er her, but were restrained by Laskins. bring the two together to endure further peril jj e se nt her back to the village under a strong and danger. The boat was off the bar, and W ill escort, warning her that if her life was spared had no hope of safety nearer than Cincinnati, vvould be owing solely to his influence, and over a hundred miles away. .. ... - - say what perils and dangers would welcome her. (TO BE CONTINUED.) HOUSEHOLD DEPARTMENT. BY MRS. A. P. HILL. CLEANLINESS AND CARELESSNESS. I gratitude from her. , _ . . tvik DTpip ’CHAPTER XXIII. I She made no reply, not even seeming to see r LA I -BOA I, KIvKIi AnD ItlrLh. The Indian whose throat old Carson had him. Had a tomahawk been raised over her seized could not utter an alarm, but he recovered head, with a certainty that nothing but a word There are two classes of persons to whom I speaking as if he expected some expression of wish to say a few words. I hope it will not be regarded as presumptuous on my part, since it legitimately comes within the domain of my editorial duties. None need wear the cap but ; dying love to the cause and its noble martyrs. the patriotic ladies of the South concerning the proper decoration of our soldiers’ graves. It seems to me it is time that something more per manent than the mere annual laying upon them of a few dogwood and honeysuckle blossoms, or even wreaths of cedar, should be attempted. Let every lady, old and young, in town and country, plant all the cuttings they can in boxes, or plats of ground; sow all the seed, to be transplanted on the 26th of April, upon and around the graves of those who fought bravely and died nobly for a cause so dear to us. Immor telles on their graves would be more suitable than the short-lived flowers used in decorating them, and which so soon become withered—fit em blems of our transitory glory, but not of our un- BY M. qilAD. CHAPTER XXII. Will was expecting every minute to see Callie creep from the lodge, when a loud, shrill voice suddenly rang through the village. It did not sound like a human voice, but more like the angry scream of some wild beast. It reached every lodge and aroused every sleeper. Will sprang up, believing for a moment that a panther was dashing through the village. ■Some of the people replenished the fires, and when the flames sprang up, they beheld a horrible sight. The old hag whom Will had strangled to death in the morning, or so sup posed, had crawled into the village, and holding fast to a stake, was gesticulating and shouting. The light fell upon her wrinkled, dusky face, making it look fearfully haggish. Her scant, thin locks fell down upon her shoulders, and the marks of Will’s clutch upon her neck were plain to be seen. The villagers had not missed her, owing to the excitement, and her position and her fierce words and gestures amazed them. In a shrill voice she cried: “ Why have you not caught him ?” “She is crazy,” replied some of the squaws. “ She has gone mad,” whispered others. Will stood in the crowd, forgetting his danger, and his astonishment was so great that he saw no one but the old hag. “I was digging roots,” she went on, swinging her arms over her head, “when he came upon me! He clutched me here, by the throat, and left me for dead !” “Who was it?” cried several voices in chorus. “ A traitor—a spy !” she shrieked. “He was dressed like an Indian, but his skin was white !” The excitement instantly increased, and now Will began to realize his situation. The old hag’s eyes, blood-shot and almost blind, were rolling from face to face, as if seeking to identify the spy, and Will began to move away. Such was the excitement among the villagers that his movements attracted no attention, and he finally stood among a crowd of children on the out skirts. “She has lost her mind !” was the general ex clamation. The words seemed to enrage her, and she screamed: “I can show you where I fell! I can find his tracks! I looked into his eyes, and they were blue! He has a mole on his chin !” “ It might have been so,” replied some of the Indians, speaking to each other. “Some one killed Long River in the forest and stripped his body.” It was astonishing that the old hag should have remained unconscious all day long and re turned to life when the dew fell upon her face. The Indians could hardly credit the fact, and yet her words were entitled to consideration. “ Watch the camp—he maybe among you!” screamed the hag. “ He may be here to get the girl away!” The Indians jostled each other, and turned and looked into each other’s faces with suspi cious gaze. • | “Do you believe her?” inquired a squaw at Will’s elbow. He came near starting in alarm; but control- | ling himself by a great effort, he replied: “She is old, and her mind is childish and 1 weak. “But who killed Long River?” she asked. “Why should they take his clothes away?” “I cannot say,” he answered, with a shake of , his head. The old hag’s appearance was so repulsive and ! so horrible that none of them would go near her. ; Excitement and rage had given her temporary strength, and now this began to pass away. She had to grasp the stake with both hands to keep from falling; and finally, uttering a shrill scream, she let go and sank to the ground, crying: “Search the camp ! He is here—I saw him !” ! Something might have occurred to expose : Will had not an excitement been created in an- 1 other direction. The old man who was guard ing Callie had been drawn away from the lodge by the hag’s wild words, and now he cried out ! that his prisoner had escaped. The crowd rushed to the lodge. Will among them, and they found it empty. How long the prisoner had been gone no one could tell, except that the time was not beyond a quarter of an hour. She ; had raised the skins forming the bottom of the j lodge, been unnoticed as she passed out, and had secured a good start. “ Search—everybody look for her !” cried sev eral voices: and warriors and squaws and boys ran in every direction. Will knew that Callie had looked for him as she left the lodge, and not finding him. it was hard to say which way she had passed. She j would not go toward the river, if stopping a mo ment to think, and Will decided that she had entered the forest to the northwest. He dashed forward, in company with three or four Indians. ; and fearing that they would come upon the girl, he cried out: “She was seen going toward the river—run that way!” The warriors halted and turned, and such was their excitement that they did no^ notice him lag behind. In a moment, he was alone, on the edge of the clearing, and was about to plunge into the forest,- when a squaw approached him. I the same one who had given him meat, who had looked so suspiciously across the . from his surprise in a moment, and struggled to shake off the grasp. The old man could not say that the bank was not lined with red-skins, and it was probable that there were other warriors in the water near by. He however clung to the Indian, and sink- from Laskins could save her, she would not have asked him to speak. those whom it fits. First, the excessively neat. Some author has given cleanliness a high place on the list of Your friend, -lasioer.—The above note comes from a lady of intelligence and tried patriotism. I fully and cordially endorse her suggestion, and respect fully commend it to the favorable consideration of all Southern women, particularly to the Presi- “ Wait a day or two,” he said, as she started Christian graces, ranking it next to Godliness, for the village; “ as soon as the fate of her friends I have known those who went beyond this, and, is decided, I will decide her fate !” judging by their conduct, regarded cleanliness The Indians were planning what they would as Godliness itself—the Alpha and Omega of i dent andTadi’es of the Memorial Assoeiatfon of j ing down, he drew him to the surface of the do when night came, when the flat-boat was their duties, the beginning and end of their Atlanta, who have, with unfla™in" energy, ac- ! river. The pour of the rain drowned the little pulled off the bar and floated away from the 1 faith, the pivot upon which their salvation turns, complished so much to testify'the’^ratitud'e of noise they made, and after a moment’s struggle neighborhood. Everybody in the village soon Their lives are spent in unceasing house-clean- Southern hearts. Would not the su<™estion the Indian began to weaken. Making a mighty knew what had happened, as some of the In- ing and setting things to rights, and woe to the 1 carr j e d otl t prove a novel and interestin ^feature effort to free himself, he dragged both away dians came running down to increase their sup- luckless wight who in any way disarranges or u ‘pon our nex t Memorial Celebration? ’i notice from the bank and under water, and both were ply of ammunition. Most of them followed the beyond their depth. boats, hoping to make a successful attack down Old Carson let up a little on his grip as they the river, went under, and the Indian sought to drown Callie heard the news, and she was exultant, him, having both hands clenched into the mass With most of the warriors absent from the vil- sullies the purity of the slightest, most insignifi cant article. Thunder and lightning! The brow representing one form of this phenomenon, the tongue the other, and without the compen sating, purifying influence of the convulsion in of grizzly-gray hair. The pioneer’s rifle was a ! lage, she might hope to hear from Will before nature. In my opinion, Solomon fully estab- burden to him, while the Indian had none, morning, or she might seize an opportunity to having dropped it when first attacked. For two j escape. She remained within the lodge all day, or three minutes the struggle was fierce, but knowing that the squaws felt desperate, and silent. Knowing that a white man had attacked though not prepared to hear from Will so soon, him, the Indian would not have given alarm if she recognized his voice the moment he spoke he could, his pride being too great for that. to the old Indian on guard at the door. His Carson held to his grip with the tenacity of a words directed to her, and spoken in English, lished his claim to superior wisdom when he uttered this proverb : “Better dwell in the corner of a house-top than with a brawling woman in a wide room.” In the opinion of the excessively neat person, the poet blundered who said, “Only great as you are good;” it should have been, Only great as you are clean, and that in that some of the graves are beaten down to a level with the surrounding grounds; they need remoulding. When this is done, it would be easy enough to plant upon them roots, sprigs and bulbs of some hardy plants, such as the ivy, roses, jonquils, crocus, violets, etc. In time, with a little care, the breezes which sweep over the graves of our heroes wouid be-fragrmt with the odors of flowers planted and tended by the hands of gratitude and affection. AN ANCIENT COURTSHIP. wolf, and when the struggle had nearly ex- explained his plans, and she made ready to fol-; every story, from cellar to garret, in house and wiiiinm tv>oR,«taril nf Nm-manflv after- hausted him, the Indian gave in and his fingers low his instructions. She was on the point of person. And after all the labor, and sacrifice of I . William the Cononeror ~ ’ - unclenched themselves. Holding the warrior’s leaving the lodge, when the old hag raised the j comfort, the husband and children are excluded 1 , . . ' . ,•* ’ head undei water until certain that death had taken place, the old man let the body go and struck out for shore. Sounding with his feet, he soon found bottom, but discovered that he ' had become so confused that he could not tell the direction of either shore, except by the cur- | rent. He could not tell whether he was close tfi the bank or near the centre of the river, but excitement, King of England, . ,, , , ^ . . „ . ,, i resolved to mirry to his own honor and to the from the best rooms lest a foot or finger-print be otion of h f s own grea tness. Baldwin, sts, when asso- R u.i The sentinel leaped to his feet, and after a left; they are only opened to guests, wneuasso- ^ f Flani a powe rful lord, ha l a beau- moment he w.is carried away by the excitement, ciat.on with works ot art, the ornaments of the tiful< aBCOmplished d £ aght er, Matilda-a model Came ra Ld aW hJr ' [ToSSS “Juld bJto | *"1woull from the lodge and started tor the woods. Men, j greatest benefit gained by their possession. : 800ner be a a VaUed nun than given in marriage women and children were running in every di- | There is a more _pleasant style of neatness - to Qa0 of Ms birth/ . William was hurt at this rection, but such was the excitement that they than this, though itself somewhat excessive ; he felt that he was at least a quarter of a mile brushed against her without* recognizing her. preventing that ease and freedom which one below the block-house. His rifle was full of 8he expected to be joined by Will, but neither likes to feel at home or in a friend’s house. I water and useless, and he was in no condition | seeing nor hearing of him, and finding herself will illustrate : It is related of a famous house- to encounter the red-skins. confronted by a dozen squaws and children, keeper, a very charming, hospitable person, that Waiting nearly a quarter of an hour to receive she turned away from them, and without know- in the days of slavery she made it one of the du- some sound to guide him, and hearing nothing, ing the direction, she headed for the river. ties of a well-trained servant to follow after part- the pioneer struck out at a venture. The rain Once clear of the village, she nan as fast as ing guests, and with a broom efface their retreat- iDcreased, and the darkness was so intense that possible, knowing that her escape would soon i ing footsteps. Of another, that she kept a band hrs could not see the water rushing along under j be discovered. She expected to be overtaken ; of well-drilled small servants, under the com- his arms. He had to feel his way step by step, by Will, but she gained the river’s bank, and mand of a venerable Major Domo, whose business but after wading a distance of less than fifty yet had not heard from him. The woods were was to chase and capture every leaf that pre feet, he reached the bank. Feeling his way quiet, and she decided to go no further until sumed to fall upon the well-rolled grass lawn, under the trees, he at once set about cleaning ; joined by him. , adorned with magnificent trees, and re-loading his rifle, a task that occupied the For about five minutes she heard the excite- A second type represents a much larger class next half hour. He could not move until the ment at the village, and then came a yell, which of housekeepers —the excessively careless. There ! storm abated a little, and the darkness broke 1 she plainly understood as proving that her es- the mistress of the fainiiy has no idea of order, ; away, and he patiently waited. ; cape had been discovered. A search would heaven's first law—whose education has never There was no change until midnight. The be commenced at once, and would certainly ex- reached the point of seeing dirt, with never a | "nT nTai-riaCTs^whieh” tW i rain did not entirely cease, but the heavens | tend to the river. Prudence warned her to move time or place for anything. There is nothing : r ’ J e / PI , , • i T ^ grew lighter, and he found that he could pick ! further away, but she depended on Will, and like thoroughness or system in any of the ar- j ,. l n m a she said “ it nleased her well ” So his way among the trees. The Indians were felt helpless. She was, however, cautious enough rangements of the house. Things drift on in a \ P, 1 married with ere at rejoicin'* After evidently up to some infernal work when he ran to secure a hiding-place in a mass of weed grow- hap-hazard, irregular way—generally given up to ; ,,“- v wer . e . , ,, , P , - n „i„ u j vr across the warrior in the river, but there had ing at the edge of the water, thinking that if thriftless servants. The proverb is true,—“Like , f ;ij„ n »cKo „ttiVmarria™ H i,I , been no alarm from the block-house to show Will came that way in search of her, she would mistress, like maid.” Does that wife suppose for c f ahn fSiswered that she rlifl that they had carried out their plot. The storm somehow recognize him even without hearing a moment that because her husband once loved ! s0 , cr , l * e \ r ,^ ! ’ n \ ,, ,, „ ■ , had probably driven them to cover, and the his voice or seeing his face. her, he will do so forever, in spite of wind or : n ,° .^27 i .j ‘ f ■. b ■. ’ a ■ J b old man might come upon a warrior any mo- Less than a quarter of an hour after the yell weather? My friend, the sooner you get rid of 1 s J , e , . , —' l m ’ ° : ment. He went forward with the greatest can- she heard footsteps in the forest, and close to this idea, the better for your peace of mind. You : * r \ se ’, e , 1 . father's ehamher ” The tion, and it was a long hour before he reached her, and presently heard one Indian speak to surely did not notice as I did the expression of 2?^ 3a b Q3 d ln n 7 1 ' Vr a ” h the edge of the clearing. ! another. They ran up the river, were joined by his face the other morning, when, after keeping a e ' v ‘ ls an so _ ’ Knowing then his situation, he turned to the another, and presently passed her again as they the table waiting half an hour and visitors n . j right, to make a circuit of the clearing, and scouted down the bank. present, you came into the kitchen-room with Louni Kttmpobd on oookeex. owever tow : leave the river on the left. So certain was he “She could not have gone far,” she heard one disordered hair, soiled wrapper, and other marks 1 1111 v ulgar this subject has b that the storm had driven the warriors under of them say. of a hasty toilet, You failed to see the scorn in the trees, that he crept along on hands and “She is hiding and waiting for daylight,”said his smile as you excused yourself by saying: knees. Half way around the clearing, he found another. “Your family cares were so engrossing by day, himself close upon eight or ten warriors, stand- They were out of hearing in a moment, and you had no time for the cultivation of your mind ing together under a tree, and he would have in a short time the footsteps of a single person but by reading at night—that sometimes you be- crept upon them had not a movement and a were heard. He was not in a hurry, whoever it came so interested as to forget time, and required word or two attracted his attention. In turning was, but seemed to be listening. Callie felt cer- a morning nap.” Did you notice the snap in tain that it was Will, and she was about to speak, your husband's voice when he asked: “Doesthe when something checked the words on her cultivation your mind receives from Ouida, Miss tongue, and warned her to make certain first. Braddon. and such authors, your favorites, com- aside to creep away, his foot struck a bush, and one of the Indians instantly cried out: “Who is there?” All were listening to catch the sound again, and the old man dared not move, plainly make out each figure, and he < be discovered. Three or four minutes and he heard one of the Indians say: “ It was nothing but the fall of a limb !” Almost inch by inch old Carson left the dan gerous spot behind him. and, though meeting no other danger, it was a full hour before he had made the circuit of the clearing. Several Indi ans passed near him just as he was about to take sen thought to be, in what"art or science could improvement be made that would more powerfully contribute to increase the comforts and enjoyments of man kind?” Would that I could impress the public with the importance of this subject! [For The Sunny South.] WHAT TO TEACH. A very intelligent writer in the London Times The girl made a slight movement, and the pensate for your irregular meals, the habits j T our has this to say: “Our public schools and uni- would not have stood so long without calling thing could be, I blamed him, upon general j English composition.” out, as there were no sounds to show that In- principles, for miking any exhibition of feeling That is a fault not peculiar to English high dians were near. This train of thought dashed before company; still, he had my pity and sym- \ schools and universities; it exists with us, and across her mind like a flash, and it seemed to pathy. It needed no prophetic ken to see the almost universally. Parents and teachers seem her as if the unknown was bending over her, vortex into which that family were drifting, to forget, perhaps never knew, that it is more tomahawk raised to strike. And why ? Simply because that wife had no ap- important for any one to be thoroughly grounded A long minute passed, and then the Indian, preciation of her duties. The wife should feel in the elements of English education, than to his feet again, but they received no alarm, and for such it was, muttered words of disappoint- that she has no higher earthly interest than to have a smattering of all the higher branches, the old man felt his way along towards the river, ment and moved down the bank, doubtless be- appear well in the eyes of her husband. Let To be a perfect English scholar is a grand ac- hoping that he was clear of the whole besieging lieving that the noise had been made by some him feel that she prizes his admiration and good complishment. Way is this? It results, first, force. When he reached the bank, daylight was reptile gliding through the weeds. Callie dared opinion above that of all others, and take more from the efforts of Mr. Smith, teacher, to keep not over an hour away. When morning came, not move until his footsteps could be no longer pains to be pleasing in person to him. To her the children of Mr. Brown ahead of the children there was a chance that the body of the drowned heard, and then she would not leave her hiding- children she should be a model. All that she of Mr. Jones, who are being taught by Mr. Black; Indian would be discovered, and it was pretty place, knowing not how soon the red-skins wishes them to be she should strive to become and vice versa. Parents go to the annual “exam- certain that some of the sharp-sighted warriors would return, or a new party come along. herself. ; ination ” to hear the dear children read of the would- pick up the trail around the clearing. It began to dawn on her mind that something There is no necessity for going into extremes bridge built by C:esar, when these same dear The pioneer had boots on. and the rain had had driven Will out of the village, or at least in household arrangements: our homes are hap- simpletons could not read Washington’s Fare- moistened the soil so that he left a plain print at away from the neighborhood of the lodge before pier in proportion to the medium observed. To well Address, in their own language, with suffi- almost every step. The savages would follow she made her escape, and that he had not seen systematize a family and its affairs, is a task of cient intelligence to be understood, such a trail almost at a run. her leave. He would have no knowledge of her no little difficulty. The housekeeper who un- It results, second, from the desire of every Carson hoped on leaving the block-house to direction, and had not one chance in a hundred dertakes it—as all should—will meet with many father and mother for their John and Jane to be be able to reach the Indian village before day- of joining her. Her father had said that he discouragements: but the advantages to be se- smarter than everybody else’s John and Jane, light, but he had lost so much time that he couid would stop at the block-house, thirteen miles cured should stimulate to persistent exertion. Put the folly of the parents and the deceit of no more than leave the clearing behind and secure down the river, if the boat got off the bar. but the Some degree of success will crown her efforts, the teachers in hotch-potch, and the children a hiding place. Aware that it was his first duty place might have been burned, or the Indians Her children at least can be trained to habits of come out a mess. to hide his trail, he stepped into the river and might have captured both boats during the neatness and order, if she fails to secure the The best scholar is the child that knows mo3t waded against the current, the water foaming : afternoon and evening. Callie was sorely puz- co-operation of other members of the family. thoroughly everything it has studied, from the his knees. Believing that he was entirely clear zlc.l to know what to do. Half an hour passed, Mothers, train your daughters to habits of in- spelling-book up to where it stops, of the Indians, he was startled at suddenly receiv- and the Indians were heard from again. It dustry and neatness. In these times of poverty An imperfect knowledge of Latin, Greek, He- ing a whispered hail from the bank. , seemed that the squaws and boys had turned out and privation, it is appalling to see the perfectly brew and French has never been of real service “Are you looking for the canoes?’ asked the with the men. determined to recapture her, for useless lives the majority of girls live. That to any one, while a thorough knowledge of En- voice. three or four of them passed her in a body, conscientious mothers should permit such waste glish is demanded every day of the life of every Carson was not over ten feet from the bank, speaking in excited tones. A few words dropped of time, and that the formative period of their English-speaking man and woman. Abnot. and tho Indian stood under a tree. Though by tnem as they slowly passed her hiding-place children's lives should be allowed to pass in informed her that Will's disguise had been pen- idleness and self-indulgence, is inexplicable! . If men are the salt of the earth, women are etrated, that he had fled to the forest, and that Such daughters go from the paternal roof to the sugar. Salt is a necessity, sugar a luxury. startled and surprised, the old man answered: “No, I am searching for a rifle !” “ Was a rifle lost ?” “Yes.” “When ?” “ This afternoon.” some of the warriors were seeking to trail him. make just such wives as the one to whom allu- Vicious men are the saltpetre; hard, stem men, Knowing, then, that she must shift for herself, sion has been made—to lend their influence in the rock-salt; nice, family men, the table salt; and realizing that she might not see her lover for making reckless, miserable families. old maids are brown sugar, and pretty girls, the a week, if ever again, the girl began to plan. I have been accused of “riding a hobby,” fine, pulverized white sugar. ‘