The sunny South. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1875-1907, June 08, 1878, Image 6

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i A Bride’s Stockings -OR,— How tlie Prince Lost a Bride. and The cardinal had enormous revenues spent fabulous sums in furnishing bis art gal leries. No work ot merit was ever offered him in vain, and every traveller who has been through bis great palace in Rome can testify how discriminating his judgment was, and how unique his taste. The cardinal had a niece as all Rome knew. He had given her rare oppor tunities for education—the best masters in lit erature and art in constant attendance;and now at the age of twenty years, she was sought in marriage by a prince. It was well known she would be heavily dowered by her uncle. It was well known, too, that the prince’s estates were heavily encumbered, and he was naturally anx ious to retain his family possessions. He was, however, youDg, accomplished, noble; the pret- ty Beatrice, who was of a gentle, loving dispo sition, was most happy in her engagement, and altogether it seemed a fitting match. At any rate, the old cardinal made no objections to it, and gave Beatrice carle hlanche in the matter of trousseau, trusting, he said, to the good taste and discretion that should attend her finished education and perfect training that her purchas es would be in every way suitable to the high station she was about to fill. Beatrice kissed the dear old uncle with effusion, and set about the business of the trousseau, resolving, as she told the cardinal, to make it one worthy a princess. The uncle with one of his rare smiles, answered her: "Beatrice mia, we shall see if you know what is worthy of a princess.” The cardinal with all his generosity had a violent temper, was severe toward any one who offended him, and implacable toward those who violated his artistic or aesthetic convictions. It was even said that an unlucky fellow who once pertinaciously asked him to buy some work of art that his Eminence thought unworthy cf con sideration had felt the weight of his sacerdotal fist It was conceded, in short, that his Emi nence, though a beneficent patron, was a man whom it was dangerous to offend. While he had been kind and affectionate toward his niece, he had always governed her strictly, and, though previding t for her liberally,he provided nothing but what seemed good in his own eyes, and gave his attention to the smallest details of her life. Now that, for the first time, she was left to her own judgment in an important matter, he still quietly kept the run of all she did by having the bills sent to him in person. Beatrice gave out orders for the trousseau in royal style, and gradually they began to come in. Rich dresses all gorgeous with embroidery, laces rare and curious, wrought expressly for this fortunate bride, the finest linens for under wear, and even jewels, all passed unchallenged. But one day there came from a celebrated French manufactory a bill that made the cardinal’s old face wrinkle up into a great many queer puck ers—four dozen pairs of stocking at two hun dred scudi per pair. Nearly ten thousand scudi for stockings! After an ejaculation not taken from any of the church offices, he sent in haste for Beatrice. She came -such a vision of youth and happiness as might mtelt any layman’s heart; but the churchman’s heart was not to be laid at any woman’s feet; so it had but little considera tion for her stockings. 'Beatrice, here is a bill.’ 'Yes, unde,’ as she slid down like a sunbeam, and shone up at him from a low Btool at his feet ‘Stand up, Beatrice.’ She stood up with bands behind her, as when she was a little girl. ‘A bill for—stockings.’ ‘Yes, uncle.’ 'Four dozen pairs of stockings at two hundred scudi each.’ ‘Is it too much ?’ •Too much ! It's the price of a gem that will live forever, and speak and teach men as long as it lives,” he said, taking up an exquisite lit tle picture that he had lately bought. ‘It is the price of that beautiful marble there—so beauti- lul it brought tears to the eyes of a young artist who saw it the other day, and he went home and worked the better for it. Too much !’ and he nearly fell into one of those ejaculations not out of the prayer-book, again. ‘I only sent, uncle, for the finest—the very finest stocking that could be made.” ‘Bring the stockings here to me.’ Beatrice obeyed, returning with a small par cel. The cardinal ordered, Open it.’ Trembling she opened it, and taking out a pair of stockings, slipped one of them over her hand to show the fineness of the texture. The cardinal slipped the other over his hand. •Now, why did you spend ten thousand scudi for these cobwebs? or, more to the point, what do you want of such things at all ?’ ‘Why, uncle, to cover my feet, to be sure.’ ‘But they don’t cover your feet. They are delicate as a veil. I can see every blemish on my hand through them. Now then, answer, what was your idea?’ he questioned, sharply. ‘If you please, uncle,’ his niece faltered, ‘you didn’t object to the dresses, nor the laces, nor the jewels, and—’ ‘The dresses are beautiful, and lend stateli ness to your presence; the laces are wrought with art, and will last long and be curious ob jects even when they are old. I have a costly collection of old laces that I prize. Jewels are not for the moment; they please the eye for centuries. The abundance of linens, soft and cool, accustom your touch every day to what is fresh and dainty. You have a thousand or naments, trimmings, odds and ends, and pretty nothings that .make your fairness fairer. There’s a nobility in the extravagance that can do anything for us—delight the eye, educate the taste, elevate the senses—but extiavagance that is only for the sake of spending and abusing i6 mere vulgarity.’ ‘You said I might have everything fit for a princess,’ said Beatrice, beginning to cry. ‘And I say these stockings are not fit for a princess,’thundered the cardinal. ‘ See it is skill misapplied—the delicate work of the loom in an article to which such extreme delicacy is inappropriate. Those exquisite frescoes, on my ceiling are in place, and it’s a worthy in stinct that makes me delight in them. If I ordered them painted on the floor, and trod on them, deiaced them, put them to a base misuse my instinct would be coarse and contemptible. A cardinal must walk, but he would be a fool to walk on frescoes. A princess must walk, and that gracefully and freely, too, but she couldn’t walk an hour in such things as these. See! and he thrust his long finger right through the frail web at the toe. ‘Your stockings are not fit for a princess. They are fine in texture, but coarse in taste. They are inappropriate; they are vulgar; they are not decent.’ ' Oh, uncle!’ * Not decent, I say. They are aesthetically improper; they show the extravagance of the plebeian not of the noble.’ He grew more ex cited with every word. His eyes flashed fire. ‘Your training haB not made a princess of yon in heart and mind, and, corpo di Bacco ! your marriage shall not make a princess of yon in name, and yon are none of mine.' With a grasp he swept up the bundle of stockings. ' Yonr trnmpery here shall go back to the fools who made it, and yon shall go—I don’t care where, bat oat of my sight. Away 1 I’ll none of yon.’ The cardinal gathered np his skirts, and crossing the room, passed ont like a whirlwind. The girl soreamed alond in her terror of the old man’s fearful passion; for mnch as she had heard of the violence of his disposition she had never been made the victim of it before. Bat the scream never checked the firm, relentless fall of his steps as it died away along the corridor ; and there lay little Beatrice, shaken with heart broken sobs, prone across the foot-stool, where she had fallen when in his violence he flung away from her. She lay there a long time, cry ing and wiping away her tears with the unlucky stocking she had been displaying on her hand, and in the spasm of her terror had been crushing and rolling up until she forgot it was not her handkerchief. So the prince found her, as he was ushered in to pay his usual daily call upon the cardinal. She naturally turned to her betrothed for con solation. She told him all about her uncle’s anger, all he said, all she was suffering, and ex pected the shield of his love between her and her wrong. But the prince looked grave; he winced at the cardinal’s words about disowning her, and finally volunteered to see the old man himself, and let her know by letter how matters really stood. Beatrice went to her own apartment, some what quieted by the sight of her lover, but still most unhappy. She waited, with what patience she could, until evening, and then a note came from the prince. It was a short note, beautiful ly written. It ran something like this : ‘Your uncle, I am grieved to say, formally disowns you. It is a cruel edict, my dear friend, for me, loving tenderly as I do, but it seems the will ot heaven, and I must submit. May we meet again at some calmer and happier time.” She swept her pale hands across her swollen eyes, believing that her sight deceived her, and read again and again those neat and formal lines—the specious, cowardly lines—and all the bitter meaning that lay between the lines. He had renounced her, too! The storm of grief that her uncle’s cruelty had aroused was healthy and consonant with her young nature, but the look she wore after reading her lover's letter never should come to suoh a sweet and tender face. It spoke of the deepest wrong a woman can sustain—her affection spurned and slighted; the worst insult that can be offered her —a marriage from sordid motives. In an hour this gentle, loving Beatrice was changed to a resolved and indignant woman. She had loved this man and he had wronged her. The world —the petty Roman world of gossip and slander —should not stare at her curiously, nor wound her with its thousand wicked tongues. Then the uncle she had loved had cast her off. It was a secondary thought now, but still a bitter one, and in the turbulence and keen sense of injury of whioh only a proud and gentle char acter is capable, she took a hasty resolve. Al most as she was, save with some jewels of her mother’s, her rich trousseau left behind, its splendor scattered all over her apartments, she left the palace -left it in silence and dark ness, and went out into the world alone with those richest of possessions, but poorest of defences, her youth, innocence and beauty. Between the great rage the cardinal had in dulged, and his stormy interview with the prince he was threatened next morning with an old enemy of his—apoplexy; and when he heard that his niece had disappeared, an attack came on that held him bedridden and senseless for weeks. On coming to himself, bis first order was to make search for her, but no trace could be discovered. The old man was haunted by a vision of the bright, happy face so lost out of his life; and as its tender, smiling outline came like a dream before his fancy, he shuddered, as it seemed to weirdly change expressions with the possible wroDfg and misery his little, Beatrice might tie suffering. But the world knew nothing of this, for the cardinal was to all appearences, as proud, as magnificent, as dictatorial, and as keen a judge and critic as ever. Some three years later a picture dealer ven tured, cringing and on respectful tiptoe, into the august prescence. ‘Now, Luigi, what trash have you to-day ?’ ‘Oh, no trash, your Eminence—a gem, a gem. ‘A false gem, eh ?—another clever copy that I shall detect ?’ ‘No, no, your eminence; a true gem—modern, and to be bought for a song.’ •Well, well, be quick.’ ‘There,your Eminence,’ and the dealer placed before the cardinal a small, fresh, delicately tinted picture—a lovely smiling crowd of cu- She had been struggling all these years to earn bread for herself; and even for this picture she found it so hard to buy a proper canvas that she had used the delicate stocking—the cause of all her troubles—that in the distraction of her grief she had used to wipe away her tears, and so had brought it from home with her years before. For once the cardinal dropped on his knees with all his heart in the adoration. They re hearsed the old story. He told her that though his temper was roused, he never dreamed of casting her off. She did not tell him what sor row had really driven her away. Being a wo man, so much confidence couldn’t be expected of her. They both asked forgiveness—he for having been harBh, she for having made him suffer by her flight. He was so like a mother when her lost baby is brought home that all the cardinal seemed to disappear for a while; but soon the old dictatorial way came again, and Beatrice was not sorry, for it brought back the pleasant old times. * I was right though, my child; Aesthetically I was right. It was the vulgarity of extrava gance; but I believe the prince was a rascal.’ ‘As to the prince, I’ve forgotten him long ago. But is the stocking now fit for a princess?’ ‘ A princess ! It’s too good for an empress. It is fit for my great gallery.’ The cardinal is dead, but the glory of his ex travagance lives after him in his art treasures, Whether those sentiments about the matter of the stocking were genuine, or whether he saw a good way to get lid of the prince, whose motive he may have suspected, the shrewd old man never divulged, and eyen Beatrice never knew. Beatrice and her husband—a young painter with whom she had studied her art—received from the cardinal a dowry that the prince, still unmated and still deep in debt, looked on cov etously. The curious and delicate painting on silk may be seen conspicuously placed at the south end of the great gallery. If it were not that Beatrice still lives—one of the most accomplished, beau tiful, amiable women in Europe, whose works often adorn the Paris salon—it would be fair to name names, so that any traveler might easily find the lovely little picture whose true history is so little known. Still less, probably, is known about those forty-seven pairs of stockings returned, for which the Frenoh manufacturers could not ex tort payment from the determined old cardinal. The truth is they are being gradually scattered over the world. Every now and then for in stance, when some rich American bride is pur chasing her wedding garments, the cunning manufacturers have a way of introducing one or two pairs to her notice, which find their way into her trousseau a slightly reduced price. In fact, there is a firm conviction, based on pregnant facts, that the remaining pairs will be getten rid of mainly on this side of the water. HEALTH DEPARTMENT. By John Stainback Wilson, II. Atlanta, Georgia. pids—dainty, dimpled boys, chasing each other uneasiness then, as, in itself, it is no evidence Indications of Threatened Dis eases in Children.—In continuation of former articles giving the indications of ap proaching disease in children, I will now notice some other symptoms which mothers may readily recognize. Discharges from Stomach.—Vomit ing, or throwing up the milk is a very common occurrence in children at the breast; so com mon that it is hardly noticed, or regarded as a symptom of disease 4 But while it is no evi dence in itself »if Aisihse, it in an evidence that the stomach isvoveaoaded—that more is put into it than it can wm h>fld; and there is dan ger that persistence in the injurious and too common poactice of over-feeding will result in loss of tone in the stomach and serious impair ment of its functions. If a child is not over-fed it will not often vomit; but when it is over-fed, its present safety consists in throwing off the excess; and hence, perhaps, the prevalent no tion that ‘‘it is healthy for a ohild to throw up its milk.” This is true, not in a positive, but only in a preventive sense; for while the vom iting gives presont relief, the over-feeding which gives rise to it, may, in the end, prove the destruction of the child. The milk vomited is generally curdled, the curdling being tfie result of the natural healthy action of the gas tric juice on the milk. This should give no in the mazes of a bower. The cardinal put on his glasses, looked, broke out with a ‘Corpo di Bac—’ and changed it to ‘Santa Maria ! It’s more free than Albani, more dainty than Correggio—and modern, too. How that flesh is managed ! What a texture ! Who's the painter ?’ ‘That’s a secret, your Eminence. I know who brings them, but I’m not sure who paints them. I’ve had several, but none as good as this.’ ‘Luigi,you,know you can’t play tricks on me. I’ll use all the police in Rome, but I’ll find this painter; so tell me the fair price, and bring the painter here to-morrow at this time.’ ‘But, your Eminence—’ ‘Make no excuses; tell me no lies. Howmuch? and bring the painter.’ •Five thousand scudi would be but a trifle for it.’ ‘H’m ! And how much does the painter get?’ ‘Oh, a good price, your Eminence—a good price.’ ‘Yes; good for you. Basta! I know you. Well, well, bring the painter to-morrow, and you shall have your money;’ and the cardinal coolly set the picture aside among his latest-ac quired treasures. ‘But if the painter won’t come, your Emi nence ?’ ‘Not a word ! The painter must come, or your money won’t come.’ The discomforted dealer made a bow, and tip toed out backward. The next day, at the appointed hour he ap peared, and with a manner highly mysterious, announced that he had brought the painter; but the painter was shy about being known, and had come veiled. His eminence would not in trude upon the reserve of a— ‘A woman!’ exclaimed the cardinal, as he caught sight of a slight veiled figure gliding in behind Lugi—‘a woman, a great painter! Corpo di—I mean, Santa Maria! I do net wish, sig nora,’ he said, respectfully, ‘to rudely break your incognita; but will you tell me, as I’m a connoisseur in art, how you have arrived at the peculiar delicacy of these flesh-tints? How how have yen prepared your canvas !’ She took up the picture and frayed a corner on the back of the stretcher. ‘It is painted on silk, your Eminence.’ ‘ Silk ! but what sort of silk ?’ ‘ A very fine silk stocking. Here is the foot, not cut eff, but nailed upon the stretcher. See.’ ‘ A silk stocking !’ The cardinal, at the first word the woman spoke started, looked surpris ed, and then dazed; but he forgot neither his degnity nor his habit of command, and impera tively ordered Luigi ontot the room. That wor thy made his backward exit rapidly under so stern an eye. When the woman turned to him, she had dropped her veil, and he saw a pale but noble face, with eyea that looked straight into his. In an instant he caught it to his breast. • Beatrice! my darling, my lost, my loving little Beatrice!’ It was indeed Beatrice, in poor and shabby dress, but with the light of genius and the calm of experience enhancing her former beauty. of disease. But let it never be forgotten, that frequent vomiting, either with or without curd, is a warning that the child is getting more milk than the stomach can well manage; and that disease may be the consequence. Of all the errors in rearing children, whether weaned or nurslings, the most destructive is over-feeding. If mothers should forget every thing else contained in these articles, they should never cease to remember this trvth; and by putting it in practice they will escape very many ot the ills which so often make married life a curse rather than a blessing. The Skin.—In every serious disease the skin is always more or less deranged in its functions; and even before the actual invasion of disease, an attentive mother will, in many cases, be able to detect some departure from its healthy action. Most diseases are preceded by excitement and feverishness, indicated by dry ness and harshness of the skin, with, perhaps, coldness of the hands and feet. The perspira tion, if present, will often be partial, one por tion of the body being moist or bathed in sweat, while other parts are dry. Tile Tongue.—Iu healthy children at the breast, the tongue is generally covered with a layer of whitish mucus, the gums are red, and the breath iree from smell or having only the odor of the mother’s milk. In disease, all this is changed; buf the slightcoating on the tongue, described above, is not an evidence of the pres ence of disease—no symptom of thrush or ‘•trash,” for which it is often mistaken, sub jecting the little innocent to a course of phy sicking which is not only unneccessary, but often destructive. But when the tongue is heavily coated, looks rough and dark, yellow or brown, it, is manifest that something is wrong; and this wrong will generally be found in de rangement of the stomach or bowels. Tile Pulse.—The most frequent variations of the pulse can be readily distinguished by any intelligent mother; but to understand the changes resulting from disease, it is necessary to know how the pulse beats in health. It is most frequent in infancy, gradually diminish ing in frequency with the advance of age. In very early life, the pulsations are from 100 to 150 in a minute, the average being, perhaps, about 130. The pulse at this time of life is very variable, being accelerated from slight causes. If the unnatural frequency is persistent, and attended with sharpness or hardness, the skin being at the same time dry, the approach or presence of some inflammatory disease may be foftrsdt While the frequency of the pulse can be readily noted, other changes are not so easily detected. Still an observing experienced moth er will have no great difficulty in these, some of which may be mentioned. A quick pulse is one In which the beat is sharp and short, differ ing from a frequent pulse, the frequency being measured by the time between the beats, and the quickness, by, the time occupied in the beat. The full pulse and the soft pulse need no spe cial description. Mothers who frequently ex amine the pulse of their children will readily perceive any marked change from what is nat ural; and if this change is persistent, not re sulting from some transient cause, medical ad vice should be sought. The Breathing.—Respiration or breath ing is made up of two acts—inspiration or breathing in, and expiration or breathing out. In health, the inspirations and expirations are about equal in duration; and the breathing is regular, without noise or effort Then there is also a certain healthy proportion between the number of respirations k and the number of pul sations or heart-beats. This proportion is about four or five pulsa tions of the heart to one respiration; or in other words, the heart should beat four or five times while we breathe in and out one time. Any marked deviation from these figures, generally indicates disease; and such variation is oftenest seen in lung affections, in which the breathing is likely to be short and quick, approaching the pulse in frequency. This is the case in pneu monia or inflammation of the lungs: In bron chitis, or inflammation of the air-tubes, we have have, in addition to the Bhort breathing, a wheezing which which can be heard by plac ing the ear on the chest, or felt by placing the hand on the same part. Croup has, in addition to these symptoms, the peculiar cough, too well known to many mothers. Familiar Quotations, PIANOS. ORGANS. New, 7 1-3 Oct. $145 | New, 18 Stops, $78 "Magnificent” ‘‘bran new,” ‘‘lowest prices ever given.” Ch, how this “cruel war” rages, but hadeten £ Botes still hold the field and rain hotshot into the bogus manu facturers who deceive the public with Humbug Grand Offers on Shoddy Instruments. Send for Special Offers, and circular exposing frauds of Piano and Organ Trail'.. hodden & Bates, Wholesale Piano and Organ Deal ers, Savannah, Ga. 151-4t A DAY to Agents canvassing for the Fireside Visitor. Terms and Outfit Free. Address, P. O. ICKERY, Augusta, Maine, 151-ly $7 VICI Tom Paine.—“Principle, like trnth, needs no contrivance.’ John Smith.—‘‘Doctors frequently run their business in the ground. ” David Crockett.—‘‘Be Bure you are right, and then go ahead.” Thos. Jefferson.—“Freedom of Industry, as sacred as freedom of speech or of the press.” Mr. Ritchie—“Have been much miscon strued by Borne, and grossly misunderstood by others.” Stephen Decatur—A toast given at Norfolk, April, 1816 : “Our country, In her intercourse A. H. Layard—“If we sent the right man to fill the right place.” Richard Rumbold.—“1 never could believe that Providence had sent a few men into the world, ready booted and spurred to ride, and millions bridled and saddled to be ridden.” Fisher Ames.—“I consider biennial elections as a security that the sober, second thought of the people shall be law. Captain Caldwell.—“The blue hen’s chick ens.’’ Ben Johnson.—“Every man in his humor.” Napoleon I.—“That man is a lion," Bpeaking of Marshal Ney. and called by the army, “The Bravest of the Brave.” Geo. Washington.—“We must consult Brother Jonathan on the subject.” Spoken of Governor Jonathan Trumbull, of Connecticut, during the Revolution. Chas. Dickens.—“Always on the lookout fo r something in the extremest distance.” Chas. Dickens.—“Public departments in the art of perceiving, how not to do it.” Also: When found make a note of.” Kenny.—“Raising the mind.” Chas. Dickens.—“That is the hall where the boys are taken in and done for.” Mrs. Glasse.—“First catch your hare.” Thos. Paine.—“He rose like a rocket, he fell likeastiok.” Also: “One step above the sub lime, makes the ridiculous.” Patrick Henry.—“If this be treason, make the most of it.” Also: “Give me liberty or give me death.” John Dickenson.—“By uniting we stand, by dividing we fall.” Gen. Washington.—“To be prepared for war is one of the most effectual means for preserv ing peace.” John Wolcott.— What rage for fame attends both great and small! Better be d—d than mentioned not at all.” W. J. Mickle.—“His very foot has music in it.” Chas. Sumner.—“The words af the nation.” John C. Calhoun.—“Held together by the co hesive power of plunder.” The Dance, or Kissing Games. DR. A. L. HAMILTON, President. CUTHBERT, GEORGIA, This old and popular institution is still doing nobie service in the great work ol education. The spacious and comfortable Boat ding House and College Buildings have jn»t been repaired and refurnished in elegant style, and wil! bear favorable comparison with similar estab lishments in any part of the country. The corps of teachers—nine in number—for thoroughness and effi ciency. cannot be surpassed North or South. The Course of Study was prepared with great care, and it is fully up with the requirements of the times. It em braces equally, the physical, mental and moral cultiva tion of the pupils. The Discipline is very mild, bat firm, systematic and exacting. TA« Terms have been reduced, so far as possible, to meet the necessities of the times, as will appear from the fol lowing exhibit: PER SESSION OF NINE MONTHS, regular course. Preparatory Department .$30 00 Academic Department 45 00 Collegiate Department "......60 00 For extra course, as music, vocal and instrumental, modern languages, painting, ornamental work, the pries has been put down as low as possible. Boarding Department.—Room handsomely fhmished, washing, lights and fuel, at $15 per month, or $135 for the scholastic year. Payments—quarterly in advance, unless by special agreement otherwise. Location—Cuthbert is the most beautiful little city in Georgia; is approachable from all directions by railroad; and for good morals, good health, and cultivated society, is unsurpassed in the United States, The College is thoroughly non-sectarian. X9*Boarding arrangements in the College are first-class, &?~i'upil3 received at any time, and charged from dais entrance. 141-tf Grfll,IV An y worker can make $12 a day at home, Costly outfit free. Address TRUK & CO., An • gusta, Maine- MAXWELL HOUSE, Nashville, Tennessee. J. P JOHNSON, Proprietor. CAPACITY 800 ROOMS. Accommodations unsurpassed in the country 242 A social philosopher advises people to culti vate the dance, the waltz included, for the rea son that, as it penetrates the remoter districts, the boisterous and vulgar social games of the rural ‘settlements’ disappear. Wnere there is no dancing there are ‘string games,’ and what ever these things may be, they are said to re quire the kissing ot all the women in the com pany by the men. This rude and indelicate familiarity flourishes under the very eyes of the revivalists, in the church sociables themselves, where the most innocent square dance would be severely censured. In a late murder trial in Vermont a certain guilty deacon admitted that he first made the acquaintance of his paramour at a ‘church social’ at his own house. While old and young were playing an old-fashioned game, the deacon, as a forfeit, was sentenced to kiss Mrs. C.—Like Francesca da Rimini, he lays all his troubles to that kiss. After his ar rest he stated that up to that fatal forfeit he had been true in thought as well as in deed to his wife. What a significant commentary on the moral dangers of ‘string-games !’ Did ever a sinner indicted for murder trace all his errors back to the influence of a dance ? Left to them selves at school festivals, the young people would like to dance. The dancing being held objectionable, something else must be introduc ed; and, on the proposition of ‘string games,’ one may see church members, deacons, and, for aught I know, clergymen themselves, join ing in the rude sport. I have known it a se rious ground of objection to public schools, on the part of well-bred parents, that they would not consent to have their young daughters rude ly kissed by half the town on such occasions; and I have seen such prejudices gradually re moved by the substitution of dancing. The Southern Medical Record. A MONTHLY JOURNAL of PRACTICAL MEDICINE, T. S. Powell, W. T Goldsmith and R C Word, Editors. Has a Large, Increasing Circulation? Hundreds of complimentary testimonials are in hand to show that it is the F A V O E T EC BUSY PRACTITIONER It is filled with ABSTRACTS and GLEANINGS, SCIENTIFIC BREVITIES, NEW AND VALUABLE FORMULA, AND TH3 PITH and CRE AH OP ALL THAT 38 USEFUL AND PRACTICAL, IN THE HOME AND FOREIGN JOURNALS, ' TERMS: TWO DOLLARS PER ANNUM, IN ADVANCE. SAMPLE COPIES 80 cents. Address 142 R. C- WORD, M.D., Business Manager, Atlanta, Ga. Dr. McFerrin estimates that there has been an increase of 350,000 members by the Methodist Episcopal Church South since the war, and since the separation of the colored work. Daring the Rev. Dr. J. E. Rankin’s nine years pastorate ot the Congregational church in Wash ington, D.C., 543 members have been added to the church: 323 by letter, and 220 by confession of faith. The Protestant clergy of Montreal have re quested the masters of the Orange Order to de- sist from their public July celebration. In re ply, the vote stands 367 for the procession to 6 against. The following is aa abstract of the work done by the American Sunday-school Union during its fifty-fourth year, ending last February: New schools organized, 1,138, with 5,227 teachers and 47,707 scholars; schools aided, 3,108, having 15,375 teachers and 141,220 scholars; amoant of supplies given, over $7,000. The anniversary was held in Philadelphia in May. 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