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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