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PARTING.
When the summer sun is shining—
When the swallows shall return;
When the tire and glow of passion,
In the red June roses burn;
When the days are long and fervid
And the nights are cool and still;
When the soft midsummer breeves
Kiss us with their am'rous thrill.
When our hands shall long have parted,
And our paths shall severed be.
Yet my thoughts, still undivided,
Fond and true, will cling to thee;
And my soul shall hold eutreusured
The enchantments of to day.
As the sea-shell holds its treasure,
In its gem's translucent ray.
Oh ! darling, when thus divided,
\nd when meet we, never more,
With the thriil and nain of passion.
E'er loves sweet, bright dream was o,er,
Let your heart turn sometimes backward,
To ‘‘the days that are no more,”
\nd our spirits meet like phantoms
“ On memory’s golden shore.
B.
HEINE'S RECOGNITION'.
BY ODESSA C. STRICKLAND.
October, an evening of dreamy, colorful, qniet
sky and woods aglow. The sycamores on guard
at the gate which terminates the long avenue at
Blenheim—a stately, many-columned country
residence—have on their royal livery. Standing
under the russet and beryl-gold canopy made
by their over-hanging branches is a tali, grave-
looking girl dressed in black cashmere, with a
scarlet net shawl thrown in glittering careless
ness about her shoulders. The face from which
the blonde hair is drawn back in a severe coil is
large but patrician of outline, the look of lumi
nous intensity in the gray-blue eyes betrays
the brainy type of womanhood to which she
belongs ; the proud curves of the month the
reserve of extreme sensibility, lieine Bleckley
in one sense might be considered an unfortu
nate phenomenon and whether she lived too soon
or too late for comprehension, was certainly a
profoundly interesting enigma—unsolved. She j
was thought to be noble and amiable, and ev- j
erybody admired her in a sort ol far oil way, and
her manner went lar towards establishing the
universal verdict : she was always kind and
aflhble, but at the same time uncompromisingly
dignified. That she had been taught self-re-
as other children are sociology, by j
Heine’s sensitive lips quiver. ‘Why do yon
talk of impossibilities? Caryl Cromwell knows
I will never marry him, and yonr pardon, so
ought you.’
Mrs. Morton took a pair of gold-bowed spec
tacles down from their triumphant perch on a
thin patrician nose, (probably to give her niece
the benefit of her blazing blue eyes; as she
answers with sarcastic emphasis;
‘Of course ! you think that as my heiress you
can afford to throw away any offer. But mn
chert castle builder, let me tell you I can change
my will, and I'll do it as sure as I live long
enough to send for my lawyer, if you reject
Caryl Cromwell.’
•Aunt Hester,’ she says, rising with a dignity
that is as sweet as it is stately, ‘then it becomes
my duty to tell yon that I refused Caryl Crom
well’s hand for the second time this evening.’
‘You dared, knowing my wishes?’
•I would not snbmit to dictation from any
one in such a matter, and I would scorn myself
if I did not dare to do right. Caryl Cromwell
Heine blushes hotly.
‘It would be useless for me fceny that.
I suppose Aunt Marian you liavesn giving
me a roundabout reproof, for sayiry es terday
to Gordon Grantlin that I eonsiderextraordi-
nary women a superfluous phenoraa of mod
ern times. But seriously auntie at need is
there of them ? Few men care foptellectnal
sympathy or understanding, and st women
have an ignorant horror of has blue&d besides
public opinion loo often sets in a ong, envi
ous current against them, makinjheir exis
tence anything but ecstatic. The'orld likes
to read large print; it has no time stop and
decipher superfine type, and so wt your per
mission I will say it over again, tt the world
has no need of extraordinary woin.’
* IIII I, I T,"ll 1 llOU ‘ a! 1. non, inn 4 1. .... a,1 T
HEALTH DEPARTMENT.
By John Staiiibuck Wilson, M. I)•,
Atlanta, Geoegia.
JJutritiveness, Degestibility, YVholesome-
ness, and Medicinal Action of Fruits—
Good for Children, Etc.
TIIE WRETCHED WIFE.
Now that the fruit season will soon be on us,
it will doubtless be interesting and useful to our
readers to learn something of the proper use of
I the fruits with which God has blessed our earth;
but which, like many other blessings, have
‘ often been converted into a curse through the
i ignorance and perversity of mankind. The
T. _ , „ | fruit kingdom affords an almost endless supply
Uod has: otherwise they wed not have | Qf delioious aD(i wholesome f 00 cl. But as ar-
heen developed in the order of Hiirovidence. ticie8 0 f this class are generally taken, they may „ .
low me to ask you what would ve become more properly be considered as dangerous and good humor as would have won the admir-
ot tne poor children of our town.ut for the i uxar ies, than as healthful food. Dr. Paris says: a tion from any but the one that was her liege.
ad\ent ot an extraordinary womaumong us, .-\yere we to form our opinion of their value, Handsome, rich, smart, the lady was won "by
; , , -• , T i who have so wisely and kindly gaered them f rom their abuse, we should certainly be rather ! the belief that these gifts were to be perpetua-
nnt ?„ P bl £ hwa N s > and byws, orgamz- diap08ed t0 c i ll9 p S them under the head of pois- j tec i in other clustersof shining virtues. Alas !
visitor 6 I am not Vccustomed 1 * ^ matin* ~ g th ? IU mt ° a Saturday school, i? and be- oa f than of aliments.’ Now, let us see why this ! bow soon she found that he had placed his best
visitor. I am not accustomed to making ego- cause her name hannen* In R*e Bleeklev I -_ __ Is it because most fruits are unwhole- wares foremost ^
a MORI) TO MOTHERS AND MAIDENS.
‘Sir ! I was a strong woman once, but now I
am always in tears. ‘ These words fell from the
lips ot one who become unnerved by coarse, un
kind treatment from the man whose duty it was
to shield her from every rude alarm. A deli
cate, sensitive nature, refined by culture and
wealth, harsh words had so grated upon it that
distressing nervousness had followed—precur
sor indeed of a still more fearful malady.
‘Strong once.' The words were sad,for they wliis-
ered of a wreck that might never again ride in
proud strength upon the waters of life. Buoy
ant in health, strength and beauty, this woman
had entered this home joyfully. Sli6 set about
making it a paradise with such energetic vim
liking ego
tistical conparisons, and yet I know that he is
not my equal either in intellect, character or
culture. He is mediocre and commonplace to a
painful extent. I find in him no answer to all
that is highest and noblest in myself. And if
he has an aspiration or aim beyond the snrface
life in which his wealth makes him such a con
spicuous figure, I have never found it out.’
And then, the rich young voice which has
translated with such proud pathos, some of the
hidden things of the heart, comes to a sudden
pause, and as she remembers her now appre
ciative audience, she suppresses— oh, variable
human natnre—a smile.
A moment of silence, and bending forward,
queen regnant by right of name and natnre,
she says, humbly, sweetly,
•Dear auntie, don’t lets quarrel. Keep your
money or give it where you will. I shall not
care at all, if you do not turn me out of yonr
heart. Believe me, I am more sorry to disap
point you than I can tell you, and* if it were
possible, I would yield to your wishes.’
Mrs. Morton rises with a wrathful shake of
her white curls, but she speaks quite calmly, i
•You need not think, Heine, that you can 1
cause her name happens to be Kee Bleckley j
does that lessen the importance onecessity of
the work ? No my dear, long after e frivolous,
and useless, the pretty and popul have been
forgotten, the influence of the sadnd solitary
soul will be felt. And as yon hap>n to be one
of the unfortunates who are destiiu to aspire,
until they expire, I advise you to iltivate con
tentment with yourself, for yon a extraordi
nary and the fact is unalterable, id whether
you believe me or not I assure you Jndyou just
as aimable, lovablo and womanl as if you
hadn’t an idea in your head, or a least more
than a moderate modicum. And fancy, she
says, rising with a significant oile as she
looks out of the window, “that Goton Grantlin |
rather likes the superfluous phermeua, for I ;
sec him coming through the side rounds, and ■
if I am not mistaken this is the seond call this
week, is it not ?”
Heine does not answer save byi faint acces- j
sion of color as the dainty, black ibed figure of
her aunt disappears through th open door. 1
The gentleman in question is a •oung lawyer j
whom Heine had met first in her Astor's study j
where she had gone to borrow ome German ;
works of reference. The acanainance thus be- 1
13 SO
some in t themselves ? or is it becanse they are im- , By degrees he revealed himself,
properly’ used ? Evidently the latter is the true
reason. God never intended to afilict, but to
bless the human family in giving them an abun
dance of fruit pleasant to the eye and sweet to
the taste. The great error in the use of fruits,
consists in making them a dessert; in
CROWDING THE STOMACH
with them when it is already full; in eating
them at all times between meals when there is
no natural demand nor desire for ihem. When
Not willing
ly, perhaps, but from sheer necessity; for the
cloven foot will nol be concealed, and the wolf is
himself, intrinsically and inherently, despite
Lis sheep’s clothing. All his parlor behaviour,
his society manners, fled from the privacy of
his home. There he growled, snapped, bit and
stamped in real wolfish freedom ! The servants
hated and obeyed him in terror; the children—
for my lady found plenty’ of these for her hands
—ran from him when they could, or faced him
taken along with our food, as food, and in mod- when they must, in trembling and fear. Verily
oration, they are highly conducive to health, ; his earthly mission seemed to be in the getting
and as ’the writer above quoted appropriatly re- ! of gold and silver; and to do this, he appeared
marks, they ‘appear to be providentially sent at determined to give the beings dependent on
a season when the body requires that cooling ! him a glimpse of that region where all good
and antiseptic aliment, which they are so well misers go. A broker cup or saucer elicited his
calculated to afford,’ Of all the frUit with fierce wrath; the slightest deviation from his
which we are blessed.
THE PEACH
is the most delicious and digestible. Among
all the good gifts of God, there is nothing more
palatable and wholesome than fresh ripe
peaches. They should be ripe, but not over
ripe and half rotten; and of this kind they may
meal, or be eaten in mod-
stomach is empty, between
better to make them part of the
And with her wrinkled face aglow, and leau-
she
had placed her forever beyond to reach and j
comprehension of commoaplaceiess, much as
pression as other ciiiidren are
the controlling fate ol her youth, did not help . „ ,
her to get over the awkwardness involved in J in 8 ° n her ebony staff quite gracefully,
the possession of a unique individuality cer- j ffi “ es be * exit -
tainly. She was always trying to be like other J -^ be 8^ sbe leaves acts like one distraught,
girls, and always failing. »SUe bad a kind of S puts her heaa down on the mantel and sobs
half-unacknow lodged horror of being consid-j convulsively. NY hen she is calmer, she goes to o . <; r 0 _ », „.. e _
ered extraordinary. She had cultivated her do- I * be wd nt ^ ow an< ^ ra ises the sash and leans ovit. 1 beauty of his face is mellowed aul bettered now j diarrhoea. This is a frequent
mestic tastes (.much to the chagrin of the young j p 51 *’ magner mater had no sympathy tospere j by a transfiguring smile. He b«ws with easy j especially among children, wto
least commands threw him into the most vio
lent, untrollable fury. All this time he is forc
ing his children to wear that crest-fallen, cowed
expression so baleful to a child’s life—aye, and
teaching them to be what he himself is—a man
in form, without the noble, gentle command of
self that alone makes up the gentleman.
‘Tell me what can Ido,’ were the words asked
by the weeping victim. ‘I toil every moment
of the day to please him. I seek conscientious
ly to do my duty, and yet my reward is this
incessent fault-finding, this violent abuse which
Hope? Not from
you have just witnessed.’
»h“dep°or° d™, ITS'Sto bo'and j *w digestible. thi.n peaches, on scconnt ot; him tmless God changes hi« &»«)
tbint (ike everybody else. A, Citraon G,ant,in £ll3 fo'^-SSb-Jo “icb!
the stomach, causing intestinal disturbance and Truly the case appears beyond remedy. This
cause of disease, . woman’s prayers, works, gentleness avail noth-
often eat j ing. Possibly in some far off future, where she
stands at tne open window, there is something
strikingly imposing about him, Hough the stern
ladies who were wont to parade her ignorance be-j ber - The stars that made the dusk glitter, the i grace, as Heine rises and he crushes his soft : them when halt ripe, and generally swallow
fore masculine audiences) in order to balance I ™ oori coming up behind a bank ot bronze gray , felt hat in his long aristocratic fngersashe be- j them pulp, seeds and all. In eating c em, t e
and bring down her reputation for ultra culture j clouds, were only so many representatives cf a gins an explanation. | juice alone should be taken into tne stomach.
in other things as far as might be to a proportion
ate mediocrity. She could see what a safe and
happy thing it was to be common-place, and the
colorless flat level occupied by the insouciant
masses wore more enchanting hues in her mor
bid eyes than the white heights to which she
was so much nearer by the very laws of her
being—by all her uns t eakable yearning for the
ideal good, by all the nameless little sacrifices
with which her daily life was filled. She has
the flower heart of a poet, and she feels the iso
lation inalienabie from the gifted life keenly,
all the more, perhaps, because she has not the
artist privilede of forgetting herself in art
work—having the soul without the expression.
As she changes her position, leaning now on
the cross-bar at the top of the gate, she discov-
yDiiv/W WlLfg 1 , : *J-- — -
great white-washed posts, and standing on tip
toe, is enabled to secure it.
‘Dear butterfly,’ she says, as it struggles and
dialates with gorgeous wings in the pearl net
of her fingers, ‘the summer is over and your
delicious dream of colorful life is ended—and
now you ought to be content to die,’ she goes
on with a pretty pathos, ‘for you have had
your share outof the vanitus vanitatum—a rose.
Because, oh ! butterfly,’ she adds, sadly, as she
lets it go, and watches its zig-zag flight np to
the sycamore branch over her head, ‘the sum
mer of enjoyment does not come to all of us,
and young as I am, I do not believe in its pos
sibilities. I know its gold is tarnished, that not
a flower of its glory has immortal root, and that
all its garish gladnesses only serve to make the
gloom of the autumn deeper and sadder. Oh !
that I should wonder with Henan, ‘when will it
be worth while to live?’ Only there is an in
flexion in the voice that sounds like the sob of
a child in the dark, which more than half atones
for the questionable words. Hiene Bleckley’s
unhappiness grew out of the circumstances of
her life her surroundings dwarfed her devel
opment,’ though they were so enviable accord
ing to the word's estimate of such things, She
was an heiress and at the same time a slave to
one of the most selfish and whimsical of human
beings the narrow-souled aristocratic aunt who
had adopted her when her father died. Place
any noble young promising life, where it is
denied sympathy, and recognition, and it will
crow morbid and discontented just as surely
s , .-i._t.i_ q will break into color-
“I came down to see if I coulln’t tempt you
I into joining me in a horseback ride this after
calm, imperishable power. There was not
note of inspiration, or a suggestion of tender
ness in all the cold twilight. And standing j noon ? It’s delightful out, the tun shines like
there desolate and almost miserable, she is an idyl, and I could take an oatii that this air
startled by a soft touch on Lsr hand which lies j has blown through the hanging gardens of Bab-
open on the sill. j ylon if I wasn’t talking to you. But Miss
‘Dear butterfly, she says, as she distinguishes Heine if you’ll hurry we can rids out to the old
the dash of wings on her palm, ‘the summer is , YanDyke mansion and explore the wonder of
and inevitably as a flower will break into color
less blossoming without sunshine. Awhile,
and Heine turns abruptly around and walks
with swift impatience up the long box-wood
bordered avenue that leads to the mansion
which from the superb sleeping lions on guard
at the granite steps, to the slate shingles on the
mansard roof aglow with sunset-light seems
silently to assert its aristocracy in the archi
tectural world. Heine pauses on the verandah
looking back over the brilliance of wood and
field where the autumn fires have been kindled
and already burn high in vivid flames beyond
tbe^green mosaics of.h. well laid off groa-d,.
■I disagree with Emmerson,’ she comments to
herself ‘ Nature does not always wear the colors
of the spirit. ’ Inside, sue leaves her hat, which
she has been carrying school-girl fashion on
he? arm instead of her head, and after a brief
clance into the hat rack-mirror, enters the sit-
g.ia “ nHKnrcd that her face is like the
proverbial dead man’s, it will tell no tales
I-d lady who £*££**&£££
ErI, e in S h« stiff, black silk, and stiffer ruff site
reading by the cheery glow of an oak wood fire.
® Tili“ tiS. IP s“r"
or article anywhere visible,
attractiveness, unjo^en tQ the high,
Sv a e D d e Secretary on lion claws, in the other
LS K^MorS^lookTup with icy placidness,
turnings leaf as she enquires, ‘My dear, has
your company gone t
‘Yes, madam.’
! C»rvTCromwell, of course, auntie ?
^ have grown tirefl of his atten-
‘ You seem (I n e ry was curiously quiet.
li<> .TfTiSo.ledge itf
ha!f yearn^ g her8elf m ore fully.
on tne withered
hand'which"tremblingly holds the book
the air of quaint
from the upright
^iSonweyr...
hand which tre “^* g e y en *i think it would be
verted now as a fi 8 ® r confess yonr aver-
over, and you and I have nc place to dream in.
CIIAPTEE II.
A town, aristocratic of pedigree and pictur
esque of situation, boasting flower gardens which
recall the finished perfection of the Tuiieries,
and houses of such old time and colossal archi
tecture, as would make an indweller_in_c;ie„pl j
wiiifiu”tfie limits "of the Southern States and
more than one of these lordly homes, in conse
quence of the late civil (?) unpleasantness are
falling ijnto decay; the great rooms have been
bereft of their splendors, and the vast grounds
look rather like enclosed wildernesses, for the
majority of the owners have no income to sup
port the glory of ante-bellum days.
Back of a dilapidated wall which afforded
limited protection to several acres of rare and
ruined shrubbery, on a slight elevation where a
mansion once towered, there gleamed the
whitewashed walls of a cottage of the straight up
and down species, its ultra ugliness being
slightly relieved by hanging vine baskets on the
verandah and two deep windows in front,
church like in dimensions, which produced the
comic impression of a very large-eyed little
somebody.
In one of the front room, which boasts of
its rooms and grounds before dark. NVill you
say yes?”
Her face under his enthusiastic announce
ment brightens only to cloud again.
‘I should like ever so much to go,’ she says
simply, ‘but I cannot.’ limself
THE APPLE
is one ot the best of fruits. Baked apples will
generally agree with the most delicate stomach,
and are an excellent medicine in most cases of
i-iokness. Green or half-ripe apples stewed and
sweetened, are pleasant to the taste, nourishing,
cooling and laxative, being far preferable in
many cases to the abominable doses of salts and
oil usually given in fevers and other diseases.
Or.AN’GES
are very scce) tible to most stomachs; but the
iuice alone should be tnkap. rpie.-tinc- thr. in.
LEMONS, POMEGRANATES
ure of exploring that old mansion
i something sour to eat — t
drink in almost all !
and safe than blue mass and other “liver regu
lators.”
THE SMALL SEEDED FECITS,
over tne Horary mamei, those quaint,
charmful illustrations of Scripture subjects
which I have heard so much about. Indeed, I
cannot tell you how I thank you and how sorry
I am not to be able to go.’
She shrinks rightly enough to explain that
she left her riding habit with all the rest of her
royalties at Blenheim. She has the necessary
ability, and she knows it, of making a very pa
thetic story out of the causes which led to her
exile, and yet she has never referred to it. AT ‘
would undoubtedly make a very appreciative
hearer; he might sympathize with her motives
and perhaps would like her all the more for
having disdained to take a magnificent fortune . . , , - , , . m
at the price of her own self-respect. But she is ; medicines and less to drug stores To cure a
not fond of being the heroine of her own talk, | fever or act on the kidneys, no febrifuge nor
and when she speaks of herself it is always im- ! diuretic is superior to watermelons, which may
. , ed work is this you have sent out to the world,
rup of squills, and other nauseous compounds, j tQ gea j £ or y 0 u a never ending influence ? Think
in most cases of cough. Tomatoes act on the j t j lft D Vi as tlv nicture and be warned in the
liver and bowels, and are much more pleasant
of the ghastly picture and be warned in the
future.
Maidens, how eagerly ye listen to these hon
eyed words, forgetting how little it costs to utter
them. Beware lest the wolf ruins you—even
such as blackberries, figs, raspberries, straw- ! that elegant gentleman who so charmingly be>
1. I _ _ nf a id vi xt nn olaccnil nmnner • a \ _ a * a_ 1 .1 _ .
berries, grapes, etc., may be classed among
He I the best foods and medicines. The sugar in
them is nutritious, the acid is cooling and pu
rifying, and the small seeds are laxative. The
world would be much the gainer if we would
look more to our gardens and orchards for our
nothing more ornate than an upright piano, | pulsively, never by premeditaied intent, She . generally be taken in sickness and in health, in
■, j:—: Sonina a Lino innnna * .. J -, r •> - .. , • almost, nnlimited Quantities, not onlv with im
aged, its diminutive legs declare, a blue lounge ' ou i d n J t ' be persuaded into trying to make (in
and a marble-top table with the diagonal corn- 1 gjj-j parlance) an intense impression, she has
ers broken ofl. in the center of which stands a Qe y e r studied the Murillo Monde’s law of effects,
she is never designedly interesting, though she
ers broken ofl,
vase filled with geranium leaves and white
rt»es, there sits a girl sewing busily. The face,
with its calm, exalted look, is familiar and yet
strange, for it dumbly and sweetly suggests
that its owner has won some tragic victories
overself, that her relations to the spiritual un
seen are closer and more perfect than when
first introduced across the gate bars at Blen
heim. A little faded lady, somewhere on the
shadow side of forty, with silver-brown hair and
dark eyes, sits with a piece of rich-colered em
broidery in her hand by one of the windows.
Her mourning robes tell the story of loss, and
that she is a widow the most indifferent obser
ver would guess, by the settled peace of the
tender unsmiling mouth—an expression rare,
sad and sweet as that of a madonna by Guido.
She looks up at last at the attractive face bent
down on the other side of the center table.
• Heine,’ she says, musingly, as she threads
the long-eyed needle with crimson and gold
flotB, ‘if your aunt Hester had disinherited yon
a few years ago, and left you to solve the enig
ma involved in living upon the two thousand
your father bequeathed you, you would not
have been able to bear it with such philosophic
equanimity, as you now do, would yon, my
dear ?’
‘No,’ she makes answer softly; ‘ a few years
ago I was pitifully young, Aunt Marian, and—’
after a little pause, which terminates in a sil
very laugh, ‘I had an unqualified horror of
poverty besides, which would have rendered
me incapable of course of appreciating the pic
turesque actuality as I do now.
Mrs. Barnwell smiles indulgently.
‘I remember,’ she says, and there is a hint of
controlled emotion in the voice, ‘the last vaca
tion you spent with me before you graduated,
how eager and enthusiastic you were so proud
and visionary, so brilliant and shy. I trembled
for you, for I could but know that a bitter dis
appointment awaited you in the society you
were so anxious to enter. YYomen of your type,
high of aim, as they are sensitive in soul, have
no business trying to grasp what Owen Mere-
deth felicitously calls the ‘ world’s nettle, for
even if they do happen to grasp it firmly as he
advises, in too many unhappy instances they
carry the scar of the conflict down to their
graves. Apropos of the subject, this thing of
trying to make one’s self over to suit the society
model has a tendency to lessen the number of
unique individual types of necessity, and the
idea is so intrinsically ridiculous that few
guess how fatally fascinating it is to the young.
It is such a hard and cruel experience to be un
popular, to submit to being passed over and
neglected, when one only has to forfeit dignity
and condescend to be fast, false and funny,
when presto! the order is changed and we wake
up and find ourselves some bright morning
famous in our set.’
is always thoroughbred, and lady like. Gor
don Grantlin alluring as the evening is, does
not seem to find it a very difficult matter to
give up his desire to vist the Van Dyke man
sion and after he has listened to kindly worded
refusal, says quite resignedly :J
‘Well then we will consider the ride, and ex
ploration postponed indefinitely, to 49me con
venient time in the future. How wotild it do
to have Mrs. Barnwell chaperone ns out there
and spend the day ?’
‘I think it would be delightful if auntie would
consent.’
‘We will ask auntie,’ he replied not without
impressement.
(concluded next week. )
Humor.
A young man with two heads on his shoulders
was to be seen the other evening in a parlor on
Peachtree Street. The person who saw the show
didn’t think much of it as a natural curiosity,
and broke it up in less than a minute and a half.
It was the young lady’s father. She explained
to him afterwards that Augustus thought he had
got a bug in his ear, and she was listening if she
could hear it buzz, The old man couldn’t see
it that way.
The Graphic has a cartoon representing the
American Eagle survey the ugly presentment
of himself on tho new dollar, and saying with
supreme disgust, ‘ what a ridiculous oaracature
of me !’
Some of the boys when they go fishing now,
take a good supply of medicine along for ‘snake
bites.’ The boys say the snakes are very bad
now on the creeks. The snakes do not disturb
them, but somehow or other they use all the
medicine before they get baok.—Brookhaven
Ledger.
‘How to make Sunday school interesting,’
was treated of at the recent convention at Schag-
ticoke. The most effective way thus far dis
covered is to have a free festival every quarter,
—Sunday School Times.
Little Alice’s grandfather is almost a centen
arian. One of her companions one day asked
her: ‘How old is your grandpa?’ ‘Hush !’ says
she. ‘Don’t speak so loud. I believe God has
forgotten him.
A Wash for Tbebs.—Dissolve one pound of
potash in one gallon of water. Soft soap is good,
especially for old bark. A quart of quick-lime may
be thrown into two gallons of water, to which add
a little lamp-black or mineral paint, so as to imi
tate the color of the bark. Tobacco ashes, and a
small quantity of carbolic acid, nay also be added.
almost unlimited quantities, not only with im-
pecunity but with positive benefit. But in using
them, the rule already given with regard to
pulpy fruits should be followed. The water
alone should be swallowed, and the melons
should be fresh and ripe, but not stale or over
ripe.
PEAS, BEANS, ETC.
Ptas, beans and oily nuts resemble the ‘bread
stuffs’ in their composition : they aro highly
nutritive, but are more difficult of digestion
than the grains, on account of the greater
quantity of oil they contain.
Among the esculent roots, the potato merits
the first attention. It is nutritious, and gene
rally digestible; but, like other articles of this
class, it is apt to cause flatulence. This, how
ever, is not likely to prove serious, except in
persons of weak digestion. Potatoes are con
sidered to be most wholesome when boiled, but
baking is a very good mode of cooking them,
and there is none better than roasting in the
ashes. But let the cooking be as it may, the
main thing is to have them soft and mealy, in
stead of close and clammy.
Turnips, parsnips, beets, etc., are wholesome,
with the exception mentioned with regard to
flatulency; and beets and carrots are qnite nour
ishing, on account of the large quantity of
sugar they contain. Hadishes belong to this
family, but they contain little nourishment and
are too acrid and irritating for a stomach not
lined with metal.
CABBAGES AND COLLABDS
are staple articles of diet among many people,
particularly in the South. They are moderately
nutritions, and, when well boiled, healthy; but
the immense amount of grease consumed with
them can but render them very indigestible.
Unless some better mode of cooking than boiling
with fat bacon can be invented, no one except
the stoutest laborers should make them an
everyday diet. And yet many delicate women
and children in the Southern and Western
States live almost exclusively on fat bacon
and collards !
All that has been said in this article on the
nntritiveness, digestibility, wholesomeness and
medicinal qualities cf different kinds of fruits
and vegetables applies equally to children and
older people. Fruits and vegetables are no
more unwholesome for children than for adults.
The difficulty with the children is that they are
allowed to eat such things in enormous quanti
ties at unseasonable time, improperly prepared,
skin, palp, seeds and all; and often in a half
ripe or rotten condition.
These are the reasons why fruits are accused
of causing worms, diarrhoea and all kinds of
diseases among them. The fault is not in the
frnits, but in the manner in which they are'-
taken.
The literature of the war is to be enlarged by
a monograph on the Battle of Mobile Bay, by
Commodore F. A. Parker, of the U. S. N.
guiles the time. Seek to know the temper and
principles of the man you would wed. Die an
old maid a thousand times ere you surrender
your hand to one who is not as pure as gold in
those traits which alone make the true man. If
you accept the counterfeit then await your fate,
and your tears. You may be the noblest of
your sex, but to a bad man you can never seem
more than an object to please and gratify his
whims and fancies.
If he essays to love your virtue, mark him the
hypocrite he is, for never yet has Satan worship
ed at any shrine but his own. No, let these
alone, who promise what they never oan per
form. Unless these promises accord with a
life of previous purity, they are worse than vain.
There are thousands of good women to-day,
leading lives of untold misery, because they
trusted and loved and married men they, knew
to be bad men, but whom they expected to re
form. Bah! we deplore their fates, but what—
simpletons! George Homestead.
Hampton Co., S. C.
Grisi’s Girls.
The great singer left three lovely daughters,
the daughters of the distinguished tenor Mario.
They are thus described:
They were lovely creatures, with dark hair,
olive complexions, and great lustrous eyes, unit
ing in their own beauty that of their parents.
It was of these children the story goes, that
Madame Gribi, walking out with them in Paris,
met Napoleon III., who exclaimed, ‘Ah ! these,
then, are our grisettes?' Grisi, replying, ‘No,
sire, they are marionettes.’ There were three
girls. I only saw two. Their names are Eita,
Cecelia, atid Clelia. Rita is still unmarried.
Cecelia married Mr. Pearce, and Clelia is the
wife of Mr. Yanghan the son of a Brighton clergy
man. Grisi and Mario had no son. Grisi had
one; the father was Lord Castlereagh, and the
child was born shortly after the duel which her
husband, De Melhi, fought with that nobleman.
That son is now a captain in her Majesty’s arm}*,
a promising and respected officer. De Melhi
survived Grisi, and may still ke alive; but I
think he died, as did the famoffiTAubur, daring
the siege of Paris’ After Grisi’s death, Mario
used to spend the anniversary of the sad event
in the neighborhood of her grave, and no en
gagement, for any sum of money, would in
duce him to set aside his pilgrimage of love
and adoration.
Amateur fox hunting (with fox left out) is be
coming a fashionable sport in some localities of
the North. They have even dispensed with the
dead fox to scent the trail, and as a substitute
trail a bag of anise seed. The most intricate
and difficult routes are chosen, through hedges,
over walls and fences and up steep declivities,
and sometimes it is hard to make the hounds,
much less the horses, close|(y follow the trail.
The principles of science lead to knowledge
of God; for the Creator of man is the Creator of
science, and it is through that medium that
m an can see God, as it were, face to face.
Quizzical Boarder—Mrs. Spriggs, ma’am, havn’t
yon got any milk that’s more cheerful than this?
Mrs. Spriggs—What do yon mean, sir?
Boarder—Nothing, only the milk seems
have the bines.
lies beneath the grassy mound, when her broken
heart will be forever at peace, all of the beauty
i of her life will come to him, and do the work in
! death she could never do in life.—This however
( is only a mere possibility. Most bad men keep
j on getting worse, is our experience. Then where
I is the cure ? NVe do not favor divorces. Sor
rowfully we confess we see no better plan than
j that already pursued. From this case, however,
we may gain a valuable lesson for two classes in
our midst—Mothers and Maidens.
All this evil which has befallen a lovely wo
man lies at some mother’s door.—Had the child
beeD taught honor—honor in every particular
and in general sense—so that neither by word
thou.'AhLnKzl<ie‘Lay^i 1 dnbttf 1 "fmet \rtitn ‘ which’
scorns false speaking, false acting, and false
feeling. Had the child been taught to love
others and not himself alone—to prize rnagni-
nimity of soul above cents and dollars; benevo
lence above his selfish gratification, then the
tears shed by this fair and loving spirit would