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f THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES I n»ve had playmates, I have had compan ions. In my days of childhood, In my Joyful school days. All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have b^en carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my b'eom cronies; All, all are gone, the old famlUar faces. I loved a love once, fairest among women ; Closed are her doors on me, I must not see her— AH, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have a friend, a kinder friend has no man; Likea 1 Ingrate I left my friend abruptly; Left him to muse on the old familiar faces. Guost-llke I paced round the haunts of my childhood. Earth seemed a desert I was bound to tra verse, Seeking to find the old familiar faces. Friend of my bosom, more than a brother, Why wert thou not born In my father’s dwelling? So might we talk of the old familiar faces. How soon they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me; all are de parted ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. CHARLES LAMB. The Pottery Exhibition. An Allegory. The level rays of an afternoon sun were slanting through the long win dows of a room in the Pottery where the finished work was placed. The morrow would be “ Exhibition Day,” when this work was to be sent out into the great busy world. At first thought it would seem that the exhibition must have been held down in the dark basement of the building, where the fresh clay awaited he potter’s forming hand, but even hat was not the clay’s starting-point. It is not easy to reach back to the be ginnings of things. From the darkness up to the light of this perfect pure day, there had been a long process of washing and grinding, while a powerful magnetic influence had been brought to bear upon the mass, in order to remove the heavy nyielding iron, which, if suffered to emain would certainly jproduce flaws in the finished work. The kneading and the shaping had been laborious and painstaking, else no perfect result need be expected. After that the trial period had come, when each separate vessel must be subjected to the refining and strength ening influence of fire; else would the frail clay never be able to stand and endure. S mretimes, even with the utmost care, a flaw will show it self in a hitherto unsuspected place whose unsoundness had been proved by the fire test, and, as in the ancient time, not every finished vessel could justly be marked, “ sine cera.” But here, finally, that work was gathered in goodly array, with the sunlight bathing it in its glory, did not seem at all out of keeping either the place or its occupants, m jwaaJbeard from a large, placed upon a light, saying : — rie Before parern^-w^ve talk about our several voca- ?or my part, I do not expect much labor to perform. I lost likely, adorn a stately r in the house of a millionaire, ill place me there because I am to make his home shine by the btre of my family name, as well as ay beauty.” A tiny Parian vase in herfLadow, softly said “ I cam only hold a rosebud, or a spray of lilies of the valley for a sick child.” “ And I,” sighed her neighbor, a little candlestick, “ can only bear a taper,” I “ Well,” spoke up a neat china tea et L with a satisfied air; “I am not tious, and think the Nichols vase find her life somewhat monoto- us, although it may suit her.—But prefer aHfbme just large enough for two—a bright little table, with a lov ing little lady pouring tea for a most devoted lord. I would be careful to keep my sugar bowl always filled, and strive to confine all and sharpness to the JVonilv y crure »nd mu a; 1/ me, jsthetic 1‘ditative lid a wil der could [hing and the dinner set of serviceable thickness, and yet of genteel form. “I am happy to do duty in quite another capacity. I shall work a reform in domestic life. My powers of endur ance are great indeed, and, I hope, will prove sufficient to withstand the rough usage of servants, without de triment to my temper. I shall seldom be out of employment. I shall help to settle the ever recurring question of ‘What shall we eat?’ while my at tractive appearance will tend to add sweetness to the daily bread, and make me a blessing to large families and tired housewives.” An earthen water filter spoke here:—“ I hope to be a public bene factor. It shall be my privilege to re turn the life giving water which I have received in a purer substance, in which may be quenched the fever and thirst of the world.” His relative, an unpretending pitcher, followed :—“ In this work I will be your right hand. While your position compels you to remain at home, it shall be my joy to bear that which I receive from you to those who reap and glean in the harvest fields. S > shall we together minister to those who are bearing the burden and the heat of the day, and help to bring the harvest home with shouting.” “ Alas !” moaned a little flower pot, “ I cannot even offer a drop o? water to a thirsty child. I do not mean to complain, out I think the Master Workman made a sad mistake in my case, aud that I alone of all these waiting ones, can never serve Him whom I should delight to honer.” “Not so,” spake the low voice of the Master Workman himself, who, un perceived, had entered softly with his fellow-workmen, and had heard all the conversation. “ Yours is a mis sion second to none in this assembly. You are to nurture a living flower, in the sunshine of the window of a room in which lies one sick unto death, and the seeming defect of which you com plain, will serve to keep the soil in a healthy state, and stimulate the root lets to send their questioning fibers down through the dark earth, to re turn in answers of lovely leaf and blossom. That is a work fit for an an gel.” The little Parian vase shrank almost out of sight. If she were only a flower pot! “ Master,” asked one of the work men, reverently, “ if a flower on its native stem canuot lift its head in the sunshine, without speaking of Him, the Maker, and, much more, when, severed from its root, it smiles by the bed of pain, telling still of a Father’s loving care, shall the vase that holds it be accounted quite useless ?” “Nay, verily,” was the answer “They serve well who help to keep other lives blooming aud fragrant.” The Parian vase was satisfied. Tenderly the gaze of the Master rested upon the work of his hand They were the clay, he the potter His name was upon them all. Once more he spoke:— “ Go forth, and whatsoever work ye find to do, perform it well, for my sake, whose ye are. So shall ye be -vessels of honor meet for the Master’s use.' He raise A s if in blessing his fellow-workmen bowed their heads, the last tender beam of evening light faded, and the vision vanished Phrases About Women. less The Church Year. The Celestial year commences with the nearest Sunday to the feast of St. Andrew (November 20), and is divided into the following seasons : Advent, which opens on the nearest Sunday to the St. Andrew’s day and closes Christmas eve. (This season is com memorative of the first and anticipa tion of the second coming of the Lord Christmas, (Christ’s birth); Epiph any, extending from January 6th to Septuagesima, (the manifestation of Christ to 1 Ufc/Gentfii&^tL Septuagesima, extwndi^y l0 Ash' - * Wednesday, labors and sorrows);' Dent Asli Wednesday to Easter ev\e, s fasting); Passion tide, the last o weeks of Lent, (His sufferings and death); Easter tide, extending from Easter day to Whitsun eve, (His resurrection); Ascension tide, from the fifth Sunday after Easter da\ # to the Saturday week following, (h» as cension into Heaven;) Whitsuntide, (tiie coming of the Holy Ghost); and t.h6 Trinity season, from Trinity Sun- Sunday to Advent, closes the ywsr, (“the final glory of the elect in the fruition of the Beatific Vision”) jure persons who do not know " faste their time alone, and Some the soourg* of busy peo- Wrinkles disfigure a woman than ill-nature.—Dupuy. Woman is an idol that man worships until he throws it down. Women love always; when earth slips from them, they take refuge in heaven. The whisper of a beautiful woman can be heard further ihau the loudest call of duty. There is no torture that a would not suffer to enhance her beauty. Of all things that man possesses women alone take pleasure in being possessed. Before promising a woman to love only her, one should have seen them all, or should see only her. We meet in society many beautiful aud attractive women whom we think would make excellent wives—for our friends. We censure the inconstancy of women when we are the victims ; we find it charming when we are the ob jects. The highest mark of esteem a woman can give a man is to ask his friendship; and the most signal proof of her Indif ference is to offer him hers. At twenty man is less a lover of woman than of women ; he is more in love with the sex than with the in dividual, however charming she may be. Men are so fearful of wounding a woman’s vanity that they rarely remember that she may by some pos sibility possess a grain of common sense. Woman among savages is a beast of burden ; in Asia she is a piece of fur niture ; in Europe she is a spoiled child. It is not easy to be a widow; one must reassume all the modesty of girlhood, withuot being allowed to feign its ignorance. Women of the world never use harsh expressions when condemning their rivals. Like the savage, they hurl elegant arrows ornamented with feathers of purple-and azure, but with poisoned points. Doctors say that the gout may be inherited. If any fellow were to leave us the gout, we should contest his will on the ground for insanity A national exhibition of mining, metallurgy, ceramics, and glass man ufacture is to be held at Madrid,under the auspices of the Spanish Govern ment, in May. France expends $150,000 annually in the purchase of native horses in Algeria for cavalry purposes, besides awarding prizes to breeders and sup porting studs. The Fair Sex. The Iowa legislature has wisely passed a bill providing that the state board of school examiners shall here after have a woman member. Conjugal Amenities. — “Do you know in what month of the year my wife talks the least?” “Well, £ sup pose when she catches cold and loses her voice.” “Not at all. It is in Feb ruary.” “Why is that?” “Becausa February has the fewest days.” Senator Sawyer, of Wisconsin, is both practical and affectionate. Call ing his young daughters to him one morning, he asked them, as a testi mony of their love for him, to learn to make their own clothes and to cook a good dinner. They promised, and not long after invited pa and ma and a few friends to dine with them. They oooked the dainty dinner, and wore handsome gowns made by themselves. The senator’s pleasure tlierattook form in the s hape of a $25,000 check to each. A very top-Sawyer indeed to those maidens. The regular annual meeting of the Massachusetts society for the promo tion of the university education of women was held in Boston recently. The formal report declares that the success of the society’s work is grati fying. B'ate universities aud many professional schools and colleges offer openly their advantages to women and the more cousenalive institutions are beginning to realize that the world does not stand still. The Massachu setts Institute of Technology last sum mer gave to two young women the de gree of bachelor of science and it is known that similar institutions are willing to receive women. If young women are not honest and wholesome clean through, aud if young women will not train tliem- sclvesAto the finest and sturdiest womanhood possible to tlieir nature ; if they will not eat brown bread, and work in the garden—if they have one —with some more grip than a bird scratching, aud quit readi g novels in a hot room, and devouring sweat- meats; if they dare not face the snn ami wind, and try to outwalk, ay, aud outrun their brothers, aud let our wise mother, nature, buckle tlieir belt— they tad not better say, Amen, when the stalw rt young husband c;ie-, ‘ Mercifully ordain that we may giow aged together. ’’—Robert CoUyer. Women’s Shoes.—Take the latest fashion of shoes. The heel of the hu man being projects outward, or rather backward, and gives steadiness to “the sure aud certain step of man.” But fashion has decided that the heel of the boot or shoe shall get as near the centre of the instep as possible, in stead of the weight of the body rest- upon an arch, in the modern fine lady it rests upon peg->, with the toes in front, which have to pr.event the body from toppling forward. Then the heel is so high that the foot rests upon the peg and the toes, and the gait is as elegant as if the lady were practicing walking upon stilts. With such mod ern improvements on sandals—which allow the feet perfect freedom and play—the present mademoiselle, when she attempts to run, is a spectacle at which the gods—well, not quite that, but at which her mother might well weep.—Pram Good Words. Origin of Genius. Columbus was the son of a weaver, and a weaver himself. Rabelais, son of an apothecary. Claude Lorraine was bred a pastry cook. Richardson was a printer. Moliere, son of a tapestry maker. Cervantes served as a common sol dier. Homer was a beggar. Hessiod was the son of a small farmer. Demosthenes, of a cutler. Terence was a slave. Oliver Cromwell, the son of a brewer. Howard, an apprentice to a grocer. Benjamin Franklin, a journeyman printer. Doctor Thomas, Bishop of Worces ter, son of a linen draper. Whitfield, son of an inn-keeper at Gloucester. Sir Cloudesly Shovel, Rear Admiral of England, was an apprentice to a shoemaker, and afterwards a cabin boy. Bishop Prideaux worked in the kitchen at Exter College, Oxford. Cardinal Wolsey, son of a butcher. Ferguson was a shepherd. Neibuhr was a peasant. Thomas Paine, son of a staymaker at Tketford. Dean Tuoker was the son of a small farmer in Cardignshire, and performed journeys to Oxford on foot. Edmund Halley was the son of a soap boiler at Shoreditch. Joseph Hall, Bishop of Norwich, son ef a farmer at Ashby de la Zoucli. William Hogarth was put apprem tice to an engraver of pewter pots. Doctor Mountain, Bishop of Dur ham, was the son of a beggar. Lucian was the sou of a statuary. Virgil of a potter. Horace of a shopkeeper. Plutus, a baker. Gay was apprenticed to a silk mer cer. Doctor Samuel Johnson was the son of a bookseller at Litchfield. Akenside, son of a butcher at New castle. Collins, son of a hatter. Samuel Butler, son of a farmer. Ben Johnson worked for some time as a bricklayer. Robert Burns was a ploughman In Ayrshire. Thomas^) hatter ton, son of the sex ton of Redcliffe Church, Bristol. Thomas Gray was the son of a money scrivener. Mathew Prior, sou of a joiner in London. Henry Kirk White, son of a butcher at Nottingham. Bloomfield aud Giffbr l were shoe makers. Shakespeare, the son of woolstapler. Mullet rose from poverty. Milton, sou of a money scrivener. Cowley, son of a hatter. Pope, son of a merchant. Golden Grains from the Soul’s Casket. A rich knave’s a libel on our laws. — Young. No gentlemen will insult a gentle man aud no other can.— Washington. To keep your secret is wisdom ; but to expect others to keep it is folly.— Holmes. I could hardly ieel much confidence in a man who had never been imposed upon.—Hare. The World, and How to TJse It. Live with the world whoso has nerve, So make the world his purpose serve; But, ol you leave your lofty level To do the world’s vile command, You were as well to let the devil Keep all your gear In haud. Prophets. Who spouts his message to the wilderness Lightens his soul, and feels one burden less ; But to the people preach, and you will find They’ll pay you back with thanks ill to your miud. Monuments. The marble bears his name aud tells his story, But you’ll forgive me, If I hint the truth; You gild the monument in honest sooth, Not for his honor, but for your own glory. I have learned by much observation that nothing will satisfy a patriot but a place.—Junius. The higher we rise the more isolated we become; and all elevations are cold.—De Bouffers. Life is a malady in which sleep soothes us every sixteen hours ; it is a palliation ; death is the remedy.— Chamfort. Envy. Envy must be; e’en let her feed her grudge ! Truth will shine out, when time shall be Uie Judge; Tls an old use that hath been, and will be. That where the suu his liberal light may th row The heat comes with it and the grass will grow, Youth. Who may proud? Theyoang! for why? the pride Of life Is theirs, and Time Is on their side. Divide et Impera. Divide and rule, the politician cries; Unite aud lead, Is watchword of the wise. By looking into physical causes our minds are opened and enlarged, aud In this pursuit, whether we lose the game, the chase is certainly of service, —Burk*. The Fortune of the Barings. The Brothers whom Cardinal RioheHeu called One of the Six Powers of Europe. The Barings have been among the most famous of English hankers. They are of German stock. There is a kind of ecclesiastical flavor about them. Their English founder was a Bremen pastor, who settled in this country. His grandnon married the niece of an English Archbishop. One of his descendants became Bishop of Durham, The money was originally made in the rich, profitable clothing business in the west of England. Ashburton gave a title in the peerage to the chief of the house of Baring. It has been a rule in the house that when any one of them has got a title he goes out of the business. Sir Francis Baring, the first great/banker, who, dying in 1810, left a fortune of two millions, had three sons—Thomas, Alexander and Henry. Thomtw suc ceeding to the baronetcy, gave up the business. Henry had a rather roman tic reputation as a lucky gambler, who was frequently able to break the bank of a gambling table. He was the amazement of beholders when he would sit down at a gambling table at the Palais Royal—before such tables were happily abolished—with piles of gold aud notes before him. The repu tation of a successlul gambler was hardly suited to the intense respecta bility of the firm, and Mr. Henry was induced to retire fiom the business. Alexander Baring, often known as “ Alexander the Great,” sustained aud extmded the fortunes of the house. He went ta America, and there the richest hanker in England married the daughter of the richest citizen of the United States. One of l\is gigautio transactions possesses a historical importance. After the con clusion of the great European war he paid down a sum of $1,000,000, by which France was freed from the oc cupation of Russian, Austrian and German armies. “ There are six great powers in Europe,” said the Due de Richelieu—“ England, France, Rus sia, Austria, Prussia and Baring Brothers.” In 1835 he was made Lord Ashburton. Two of his sous held the title, aud each successfully retired from the business. The head of the firm, Thomas Baring, became Chancellor of the Exchequer in Lord Melbourne’s ministry, and another member, Lord Northbrook, has been. Governor-General of ludi