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POETRY.
Dreaming at Fereseere.
She sits u*thv gathering twilight
In heriweH-wom rocking-chair,
With thf meshes snow of life’s lone winter
In i the of her hair ;
She dreams of the little children
Who »»<** **>.
And li stensjb* thoir footsteps
With i the IpStgiBg mother’s know.
She bean them coming, coming I
And her heart is all elate
At the patter of little -footsteps,
Down by the garden gate,
YiCdfttlerbf children's voices
t Comes merrily to her ears,
And she cries, in her quivering treble,
: “YOs are late, my little dears I”
An& then, they are here beside her
Aa the had them long ago—
Basis, and Ben, and Mary,
And Ruthie, and little Joe.
And her heart throbs high with rapture
•-A* each fond kiss is given,
And fhe night is fitted with music
Sweet as her dreams of HeaVeHt.
Such wonderful tL’^gs they tell herl
A nest in the apple-.*^® e 1 scolding
And the robin gave them a
F.or climbing up to sOP I
A tyee white lamb in the pasture—
A wild rose on the hill—
And a great ripe strawberry
Aa Sue found by the mill!
She listen* to all their prattle,
Her heart abrim with rest,
She’s qeeoii in a little kingdom,
Each child a royal guest.
Qnecn.V an empty title!
More than a queen is she;
Mother of young immortals
Wh| gather at her knee.
She brings their welcome supper,
And they sit down at h«r feet
Tired, and hungry, and happy,
A*d eke laughs to see them eat,
Then she smooths the yellow tangles
inssiwaraiRssS’--, With tfm’childrqtKsfairy-land.
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Tgen the little knotted shoe-strings
A Ase patiently untied,
And the children in their night-gowns
Kneel at their mother's side.
Their voices are low and sleepy
Brerthidr * maple prayers are said,
And the Hood-night kiss is given
Then a qniet comes about her,
Solemn and still and deep,
And she says in her dreamy fancies,
"The children are fast asleep,”
Yes-, fast asleep, poor mother.
In their beds so low and green,
Daisies and clover blossom
Each face and sky between,
The Memories of the Heart.
We may shred the moss-veil from the rose,
Th * blossom from the spray ;
The bloom that pcarle the luscious grape
A touch will brush away ;
The vine may loosen from the tree
Which once it clung so fast;
But the heart will keep its memories
Till life itself be past.
The gold must die from the sunset skies,
The purple from fair hills ;
Tho foam flowers fade from waves,
Drought hush the habbling rills ;
The earth grows cold and passionless
’Neath Winter’s bitter blast;
But the heart will keep its memories
Till life itself be past.
The flush will fade from check and brow,
And the sweet smile wane and die ;
The freshness leave the coral lips,
Tears dim the brightest eye ;
Youth, beauty, hope and happiness,
And love may die at last;
But the heart will keep its memories
Till life itself be past.
MISCELLANEOUS.
ANNA’S PLAN.
Mr. Gracey stood before the fire and
poked the glowing coals vigorously.—
When he was vexed he always did that
—-by way, I suppose, of satisfying his
desire to strike whoever he happened to
be vexed with.
This time it was his pretty daughter,
Anna, who was making her shining
knitting-needles fly faster than her
father did the poker, while her bright
brown eyes gazed somewhat defiantly at
the form of her father as he stooped over
the fire, and her pretty red mouth was
compressed with a determined expres¬
sion.
Mr. Gracey’s head was shocky and
sandy now, but if one had seen his
portrait as a young man it would have
shown a dark auburn which lay in
Waves,.like Anna’s own, and in the face
a strong resemblance to hers.
She resembled him ih his Strong will,
too, and their opinions clashed oftener
than was quite agreeable to the gentle
mother, who wanted everything to id on
so smoothly.
This time it was Anna’s beau—indeed,
her accepted lover, who had once had
the father’s consent—who was the cause
of the trouble.
There was ft dance over at Westfield
Corners, as it. was called, and Anna was
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determined to go with her lover, Richard
London, and her (Other was determined
she should go with a city cousin who
was visiting them, in their own trap.—
And if be could have seen a letter from
Richard, which was snugly hidden in
Anna's pocket, be might have been
more deteimined than he was.
“Father, you never once bbjected to
Richard till you had that dispute with
his father about the land,” said Anna.
“Maybe not,” replied Gracey, straight
ening up his tall figure; “but I’ve
vowed since to have nothing to do with
the whole set of Landons. Like father,
like son. Nobody knows how Richard's
going to turn out. I’ve made up my
mind I won’t have him poking round
here any longer.”
“But, father, we had your consent
once.” «
"Don’t care if you did. I take it
back, that’s all. Now, there’s your*
Cousin Tom wants you as bad as Richard
does; Why can’t you take him, like a
sensible girl and be satisfied ?”
“Father, nobody thinks much of
Thomas Wiiby but you. I don’t believe
half the tales he tells about being so
well off. I never will marry him, I tell
you.”
“We’ll see about that. As to this
dance to-night, you can either let Tom
dr;ve you over, or you stay at home.”
Jt was on Anna’s lips to say she
stay at Jbome'r hot Richard's plans and
pleadings spoke tCT him. < , , , (.
cousin , than
“I’d rather go with n>y
stay at home,” she said, qu:«Vy
“Very well, then, you can gd, ” said
the father.
Anna turned and left the room, but
there was something in her air all the
morning which made the old gentleman
very suspicious.
So at dinner he remarked:
“I believe I’ll ride over to the Cor¬
ner’s and see the young people’s frolic
to-night I reckon they won’t turn me
out if I don’t dance myself, and X haven’t
seen a young folks’ party these twenty
years. Yes,* I think I’ll saddle old
Aleck and ride Over.” j
“Do, uncle! Ttadr will be jolly!”
said Thomas Wilby/while into Anna’s
there stole a i- ~ v » «•
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Graeey, audhe
“Aha! reckon I’ve matched ’em this
time!”
But Anna’s wits were busy, too, wirile
she was helping her mother wash the
dinner dishes. Suddenly, as they stood
putting away the last shining tins in the
tidy pantry, Anna caught her mother by
the shoulder, and said :
“Mother, I have your consent to
marry Richard ?”
“Yes, dear daughter. Richard is
worthy, we know.”
“And you don’t want to see me marry
Cousin Thomas ?”
“Oh, Anna, I had rather see you
dead!”
“Well, my dear little mother, I don’t
think I’ll die, and I know I won’t marry
cousin. But now, mother 4 I’ll tell you
a secret. I can trust you ?”
“Yes, Anna.”
“Well, dear, Richard wrote me to
meet him at tlie dance to-night. Then
we would slip away, go over to Westfield
and pi t married to-morrow morning.
What do you say, mother dear ?
The good little woman began to cry,
but she said:
“Do as you please, Anna; I can’t
blame you. The life your father leads
you is’pretty hard, I know. But, oh,
Anna, your father is going to the Cor¬
ners !’’
“Yes mother, on purpose to watch us ;
so Richard’s plan won’t work. But I
have another one. I can count on your
consent, dear, and a good word with
father afterward ?”
“Yes, yes,” sobbed the mother.
“That’s a dear, good mother,” said
Anna, kissing her. “Don’t think I
don’t appreciate your sacrifice, for I do.
And after all’s done I’m sure father has
too much sense not to make the best of
“I’ll do my best for you, dear.”
“I know you will, mother I I won’t
tell you my plan, for it might get you
into trouble. And I must get to work
now, for I have no time to lose.”
Anna found a chance to send her
lover a little note, which contained only
these words;
Dear Richard ; I cannot go to tbs
Corners. But meet me at Willis’s Half
way House about eight o’clock with a
fast horse and chaise. Don’t be as
tonished if I come alone, but only be
ready for me quick, Anna.
And her messenger brought her
lover’s answer, written hastily upon a
scrap of her own note and simply say
ing!
All right, and all ready.
Richard.
Anna was dressed and in good spirits
when her father rode away at night, and
very soon Thomas drove the light chaise
round to the door and helped her to her
Crawfordville, Georgia, January 4, 1878.
seat, quite delighted with her gracious
friendliness, for his cousin Anna was
not always ready to shcrtr him much
flavor.
It was a glorious moonlight night,
every leaf and twig showing against the
white snow.
They rode gayly along for a mile or
two, and Anna took special pains to
make herself agreeable, until she thought
it was about time to set her plan work
ing.
Suddenly, on pretence of arranging
the rug, Anna stooped over and dexter
rously dropped her muff into the snow.
She gave a light scream.
“Ob, I’ve dropped jny muff, and It
was new, a Christinas present from
father. Do please get out and get it.
I can hold the horse,
Unsuspicious and obliging, Thomas
handed his deceitful little cousin the
reins, and sprang out te get the muff.
Quick as thought, Anna drew the
reins lightly, taught the light whip
from its socket, gave the swift horse a
cut, and sent it flying down the road as
light as an arrow, while poor Thomas,
not comprehending her game as yet, ran
shouting after them
But he was soon left far, far behind,
while on flew the bay horse, guided by
Anna’s steady touch, until she drew it
up, reeking with foam, under the long
shed at Willis’s.
Another chaise was there, and in the
moonlight Anna recognised Richard’s
fast grey st Stl i
He came forward at oneft ‘ wx! ’ ' J
“Is it yon, Anna?” 'soy/.J.i'V ,
“Yes, Richard,” she said, springing
out. “Tell the boy to blanket my
horse ; he’s all in a sweat, and keen him
here till Cousin Tom comes for him.
lie’.’!.be here, soon, I fancy. Are you
ready ?”
“Yes, all ready. Jump into my
cliaise quick, Anp., We’ll explain as
we go along. You’ll go to Westfield
with me dear ?”
“Any where you please, Dick, only let
us be quick. Father^ at the Corners. ”
Dick pat her into, his chaise, gave a
few brief orders tR v astonished groom,
and far t)..?'» ’ inute
was on
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neither Tom, nor Anna
came.
At last, convinced something was
wrong, he mounted his horse and rode
back, meeting Thomas half-way from
Willis’s with bis news.
Thomas was for instant pursuit, but
the old gentleman vowed nobody should
go after her or bring her back; she had
made her own bed and she might lie on
it for all he cared, whether she found it
comfortable or not.
So home went the old father, and
nursed his wrath till next morning,
when a note was brought from Anna,
begging Thomas’ pardon for the cavalier
way in which she was obliged to desert
him the night before, saying that Rich¬
ard and herself were married, and gone
home to Father Landon’s, and were
wating to know if they might come over
and ask her parents’ forgiveness.
Now Mr. Gracey did know when to
make the best of a thing, and he ad¬
mired his daughter the more for the will
and spirit which equaled his own.
So, after fuming and fretting awhile,
he said:
“Well, I give in. She’s a match for
me ! Really Gracey pride that! Wife,
scare up your fattest turkey, and I’ll go
and bring them home to dinner.”
Hog Cholera.
A distinguished physician, who has
been for months investigating the causes
of hog cholera, with a view of arriving at
the best curative agents therefor, has
discovered that the corpuscles of the
blood in hogs which have died of the
socalled hog cholera are pierced by a
very minute microscopic mite or insect,
permitting the scrum to ooze out and
leave the fibrous portions. There are no
such conditions in the healthy blood.
The lesion which causes death in tlie
hog is sometimes located upon one
organ and then another, just as the
animal has chanced to get the" insect
placed ; it it is breathed through the air,
the lesion is in the lungs, or in the
portion of tlie brain more easily ap
proached. If the insects are eaten with
the food, then the stomach, liver
or intestines are involved ; but always
the blood corpuscles are pierced by
myriards of these microscopic insects,
with fatal results. Tlie remedy evident
If is something that will destroy these
insects which infect the blood in count
less members, The best remedy, if this
theory of its case is correct, will be coal
cinders, coal oil, turpentine and sulphur.
Should these remedial agents have the
desired effect, tlie above discovery will
prove of vast importance, to hog raisers
throughout the country.
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The right place for tramps—the tread
miH.
Wanted.
Bays ad ipfcto, hoys of will,
8©y» et aJMa, brain and power,
Fit to co*e nth anything—
These ary wanted every boor.
Do wbaievn yog ! WTe xo do
With at; is end honest seel,
Bend ytmr sinews to the task—
Pnt yo*r VUonlden to the wheel.
Though duty may be hard,
Look Ml tm tt as an ill,
If It he a-' Wiest t task,
Do It with P»,onest will.
whets'- jr'f you may be—
From you: future efforts, boys,
Contss n Nation’s destiny.
The Reripe for Prosperity.
1. Let eMnr youth i be taught some
useful art and bo trained to industry and
thrift. 1 1
2 . i^ t secikly «A»y young man lay aside
Bnd ke ep In tact a certain pro
portion of evely hid earnings,
3. Lot one set out in life with
a fi xe d deform (limself, ination to engage in
business far and let him put
this detemflfutkm into practice as early
j n 4, life as pnssfbto.
Begtr ytni It a small, safe way, and
extend business as experience
shall 5. teach £ is own advantageous, books and know
constantly wpat you are earning and
just where fqa stand.
'&! Dor ry until in recipt of a
tolerable income—sufficient to
live on cc tably.
7. Never get into debt. A man who
owns nothing can never fail.
8. Let !ty man who is able buy
him a farnSP rhieh to br 4 ‘i«f ”p his sons,
It is on the* inn that Aj».tffrned best m^ mora p y
and intellect out.
9. Bear** fciind that your business
cannot be perminently prosperous unless
you share its advantages equally with
your ust0 ITS.
An all ti sy, all buzzard system of
business ci never succed in the long
run . parties to a transaction
most be mutually benefited if trade is
kept up. !
JO, F .qri- nce has shown that a
st ripping policy with employ is not
'
•w? »• M«t. *o*. • empiovw.
Live and let live is abetter theory.
11. Never get your business so much
extended that you are driven to take
in a partner. If you engage in a
partners!)ip at all, let it not be forced
upon you.
12. If you find yourself in competent
to manage a business successfully, settle
down contentedly to work for wages, do
your best for your employer, make his
interests yours, and be certain to live on
yonr income. Every one is not qualified
by nature to manage successfully, but as
much real happiness is .enjoyed in a
salaried position as in any other, if the
individual be only frugal and contented.
13. Don’t seek political office.
14. Aim to be Just and fair in all
your dealings, and cultivate ft good
reputation for paying promptly.
If these few rules were generally ob¬
served, we should hear.”
A Good Temperanoe Story, and a
Short One.
In a large city, a laboring man leaving
a large saloon saw a costly carriage and
pair of horses standing in front, occupi¬
ed by two ladies elegantly attired, con¬
versing with the proprietor. As it roll¬
ed nWny he said to the dealer, “Whose
establishment is that?” “It’s mine”
replied the dealer, complacently. “It
cost $5,000, but my wife and daughter
cannot do witnontit.” The merchanic
bowed his head a moment in deep
thought, and looked sad ; then with the
energy of a man suddenly aroused by a
startling flash, said, “I see it 1 I see it!”
“See what ?” queared tlie dealer. “See
where for years my wages have gone I
helped pay for that carriage, for those
horses and that gold-mounted harness,
for the silk and lace and jewelry for
yObr family. The money I earned that
should have given my wife and family a
home of their own and good clothing, I
have spent at your bar. My wages and
the wages of others like me have sup¬
ported you and yonr family in luxury.
Herafter my wife and children shall
have the benefit of my wages, and by the
help of God I will never spent another
dHne for drink. I see the mistake and
a cure for K.”
They had a typographical hop at La
Crosse, the other night. A drunken
printer hopped out of a fo<«-«tory win¬
dow.
An exeffrpUry but impecunious church
goer in Houston, TWt.,- recently put his
revolver in the plate for the missionaries.
A Iowa justice refused to fine a man
for kissing a girl against her consent.—
He thought she ought to have consented.
Two button-kids—A young goat fight.
No. 1.
▲ Miserable Failure.
A great, hen-pecked looking man.
With a sepulchral voiae, glided into the
Central Station office on Saturday, and
sat for two hours and a half it irritating
a pimple on his nose, before he managed
to muster nerve sufficient to unbosom
himself. .. „ Having . screwed ... himself up to .
the sticking point T lie stepped softly up
to the Squire and said with marked em¬
phasis :
“Judge I”
“Well, sir answered the Court.
“I’ve come—”
“Well.”
“To ascertain—”
“Go ahead.”
“How much—”
This Bounds very business-like, thought
the Court.
"How much will it cost—’*
“Ves, yes.”
“How much will it cost, if in an
unguarded momeint, I should be seized
with a spasm and should smite the
woman who doubles my troubles over
the brow with the palm of my dexter
fin.”
“Let me understand,” said the Court.
“You wish to know the penalty of wife
beating. Is that it ?”
“That’s the Englishl of it.”
“Well, about thirty days.”
“Thirty days,” repeated the hen¬
pecked man. “Judge, would they let
her go in a hundred yards of my prison
home if I protest ?”
“Certainly not.”
His mournful countenance blossomed
with anticipated joy as. 4l6 gtiffteJ for
the door. As lie was passing out he
turned'boldly to the justice and remark
ed:
“Make her out, Ju a®;. I’ll be here
to pay the penalty in Just about two
hours, Thirty days. How cheap! Oh,
won’t I whang her one! I can’t hold
a candle to her on the jaw movement; I
haven’t even pretended to wear the
trousers. But my womanhood Is arous¬
ed. I’ll simply gyrate in an irregular
orbit about her head-piece, and then will
give myself up to the law for thirty days
with pleasure. If I can get one grand,
glorious sling of this No. 10 bull skin at
her, I’ll go down for sixty days without
a groan.”
to Two the hospital hoOni laier ffMPjfcjsu shutter, and his ht*. wife
on a
was arrested for assault and battery.
A Graphic Description;
In one of the justice's courts the other
day a witness in an assault and battery
case gave his version of the affair as
follows :
“Well, sir, the two stood facing each
other, one kinder growled and the other
kinder chuckled. Then they made faces
at each other. Then one dast and the
other dasu’t. Then they kinder walked
around. Then they kinder poked up
their hats and spit on their hands.”
“And then ?” asked the lawyer, as the
witness paused for breath.
“And then they glared at each other.
Then they made up faces again. Then
•omebody hollered for ’em to go in and
kick eaclt other all to death. Then
they kinder got ready, pulled their hats
down and then rushed together like two
big ferry boats, reared up on end, came
down with an awful crash, and the next
thing I saw was this ’ere man’s coat all
ripped up the back, and that ’ere man’s
nose all chawed ziz-zag, and that’s all I
know about the murder
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Chief Justice Marshall was in the
habit of going to market himself, and
carrying home his purchases. Fre¬
quently he would be seen at sunrise,
with poultry in one hand and vegetables
in the other. On one of these occasions
a fashionable young man who had re
moved to Richmond, was swearing
violently because he could find no one
to carry home his turkey Marshall
stepped up and asked where he lived.
Being told, he said, “That is uty way,
and I will take it for you.”
When they came to the house, the
young man inquired, "What shall I pay
you ?”
“Oh 1 Nothing,”said the Chief Justice ;
“you are welcome. It was In my way,
and no trouble. ”
“Who is that old man who brought
my turkey for me?” inquired the young
man of a bystander.
"That,” replied he “is Mr. Marhshall,
Chief Justice of the United States.”
"Why did hebfing home my turkey.”
“To give you a severe reprimand, and
to teach you to attend to your own
business,” was the reply.
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A Troy (N. Y.) policeman swore as fol
lows; “The jirisoner sat on me, calling
me an ass and an idiot—all of which I
certify to he true.”
There is one Detroit man who doesn’t
put On the gloves any more for exercise.
The doctors are feeling the back of his
head in hopes to find his nose.
A dangerous game—Playing the deuce.
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The Whieky TeiephutWb
A Detroit saloon keeper has suffered much
peonni»ry loss at the Hands
•*** racked his brain for a remedy. It
doc * not *** t0 knock » m * u down because
?° m ? nc f' and h * rsU words collect.
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me other day a popular saloonist got the
idea that he had been struggling after. He
rigged up a wire, a mouth-piece and other
parts of a telephone, and was ready for
the first case. It came along yesterday
morning. A well dressed and decent look¬
ing man called for brandy, and after he
swallowed it, softly said ;
“I’ll call around and settle as soon as I
can got a cheek cashed.”
“Ail right—nil right,” smiled the saloon¬
ist’ and he stepped hack to the mouth piece
and called out :
“Chief of Police, are you in?"
The beat baited to hear what was going
on, and the saloonist continued:
"All right. 1 want to give you a descrip¬
tion of a suspicious looking character—Just
goiie dut of my saloon. Are you ready to
serve me?”
There was an interval of two or three sec¬
onds, and the saloonist went on :
“About five feet eight —light hair—blue
eyes—goatee—heavy brown overcoat—black
“Say, you I” exclaimed the hesti “here’s
your IS rents for that brandy I I had some
change lu my vest pocket!”
“Ah—ah—yes," smiled the saloonist, and
taking the money he went to the montb
piece and called;
"It’s all right—I made a mistake—man is
as good as vthoat I”
The bent walked out without a word, but
as he reached the s|recj, !**■*,.,, wM .
w *" li dead give-away on me, and
IM like to punch old Prof. Bell's head about
half an hour."
Daniel Webster once dined with an old
Boston merchant, and when they came to
the wine a dusty old bottle was carefully
decanted by John and passed to the host.
Taking the bottle he poured out Mr. Web*
ster's glass and handed It to him. Then
pouring out another glass for himself he
held it to tlie light and said :
“How do you like It, Mr. Webster?”
“I think it is a fine specimen of old port ”
said “Now, ran you guess what it cost me V*
tlie host.
“Surely not,” said Mr. Webster, “I only
know that it is excelleul.”
“Well, now, lean tell you, for I made a
careful estimate the other day. When 1
add the interest lo the first price,-1 find that
tt cost me the sniff of Just one dollar and
twenty "Lnou cents per via
iimeioua! yo.. „,J. «,,*• amid.
Mr. Webster; and then dfumirig his glass
he presented it again with tho ismark :
“Kill It up agitin as quick as you >an, for
1 want to stop that confounded intei> H t.”
Closed.
A traveler endeavored to walk Into *
Vicksburg hotel, temporarily closed fof
repairs, but wus unable to effect ail
entrance.
“That house is closed, mister,” said A
pedcslrain as lie passed along.
The traveler banged away on the
door, and the pedhstrain again called
out!
“Ybti, there—that house is close !’’
The traveler twisted away at the
knob, and onoe more the pedestrain
called :
“I say, the house is closed I
“Don’t you suppose I know It, yoU
d timed fool ?” toared the traveler.
“What I’m trying to do is to open it t”
Tlie head-waiter—The last man in a
crowded barber’s shop.
—--mm*.-A ■
A household in Boston advertises
rooms to let to gentleman furnished
with gas.
A mosquito cannot fiv like an eagle,
but ho can bully all tho Christian graces
out of a man.
We don’t believe in miracles; but the
other day a deaf mute was given a hear
ing by a police magistrate,
A good many theatrical ventures now¬
adays liegins with bill-board and end
with board-bill,
Jones says that when lie started for
the dentist’s, the other day, lie took at
tooth-hurty gait.
Louisville has great expectations of a
literary club just started with forty-five
dime novels for a library.
There are twenty-five stove firms in
Troy, and each one advertises “the best
stoves in the world.”
Two things in nature are detestable—
A girl who is trying to be a woman, and
a woman trying to lie a girl.
—•
To adopt that familiar proverb to suit
these times it should read, “Truth is
mor8 0 f a stranger than fiction,”
What tiffs country wants is a few more
, ninety-nine cent stores. A dollar is toq
j much to i>ay for twenty cent articles,
■—♦
It is remarked by a bilious Eastern
journal of a Chicago couple: “Two
souls with but a single thought—how to
1 get rid of each other.
