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T A «e February days; and now, at last,
Might you have thought that winter s woo
was past, ,
So fair the sky was, and so soft tno a! ^ ■,
The happy birds were hurrying here and
A* something soon would happen. Rod-
denod now , .
The hedges, and in gardens many a bough
w- overbold of bufi._S*e.td.yO»d«l.
I know that sunshine, through whatever
rift,
How shaped it matters not, upon my halls
Paints disks as perfect-rounded as its source.
And, like its antitype, the ray divine.
However finding entrance, perfect still,
Repeats the image unimpaired ot Ood.
How can I tell the signals and the signs
By which one heart another heart divines
Sow can I tell the many thousand ways
By which it keeps the secreUt^botray^w
A mighty pain to love it is
And tis a pain that pain to miss ;
But of all pains the greatest pain
It is to love and love in vain.
—Cowley.
"Who can all sense of others’ ill escape
I« but a brute at best in human shape.
-Tate.
This,above all, to thine own self be true ;
And it must follow, as the riis'nt, the clay,
Thou oanst not then bo false to any man.
—Shakespeare.
What exhibitions various hath the world
Witness'd of mutability in all
That we account most duarble below t
■ Change is the diet on which all subsist,
Created changeable, and change at last
Destroys'tnom. — Cowper.
But why, alas 1 do mortal men complain ?
Gk>d gives us what he knows our wants
require, , . . ,
And better things than those which we
desire. —Dryden.
’Tis thus that on the choice of friends
Our good or evil name depends.
—Gay.
Far in ihe sunny South she lingers,
SiYetylowly comes along,
thTairy garlands in her fingers,
vith snatches of sweet song.
.ar eyes with promises are beaming,
Her smiles will rapture bring;
’he sunlight from her hair is streaming
Thrice welcome, lovely spring.
$heVbrings us gifts, the royal maiden.
> Fair flowers to deck the hills ;
With primroses her arms are laden,
Bluebells and daffodils;
Palo crocuses Have come before her,
\ Wild birds her welcome sing ,
Ten thousand longing hearts adore her—
The gray world's darling, Spring.
* —J. M. Elton.
%nd father and the big, strong brother,
who had been a tower of strength to
them all. There had been nothing left
to her but the homestead where she had
been born and always lived, and wheji
people advised her to sell it and put the
money in the bank for a rainy day she
: indignantly scorned such counsel.
“No, indeed 1 A farmer’s daughter
ought to manage a bit of ground as
well as a farmer’s son. I’ll keep the
place, and in summer I’ll take lodgers,
and Larry O’Toole shall do my heavy
work for me.”
She had prospered fairly until the last
year, so that now, when Mr. Hartley
came, it was a godsend to her, and she
went about her pretty, cosy little house
as happy as the day was long.
An ugly little old maid—that was
what bonny, bright Laura had called
her, and George Hartley caught himself
one day watching her, as she went flirt
ing from]place to place, in her big white
apron and tucked-up sleeves and satiny
brown hair braided beneath a brown
silk net, both his children trotting after
her.
Yes, she was plain, undeniably—and
of all things, Mr. Hartley least admired
plain little women j but she was good
and she succeeded in making
thoroughly comfortable.
“Mr. Hartley is delighted with his
quarters,” Laura Hesketh said, one
bright morning, when she dropped in a
moment \ such a radiant vision, in her
pale blue lawn and pale pink ribbons
her lovely face aflash, and here eyes
shining like stars.
Helen was mixing puff paste for
lemon pie; lemon and rice pudding was
Mr. Hartley’s favorite desert.
‘Is that so ?” Helen laughed,’ hold
ing out one short dimpled arm inside
the oven to test its heat. “That’s
pleasant to know, especially from you,
Miss Hesketh, for I feel most truly
grateful to you for recommending my
little nest to him. He’s a great friend
of yours, isn’t he ?”
Laura laughed and.-a little crimson
flush warmed her cheek.
“Oh—I don’t know ! Yes, he is a
friend, of course. I’ve‘known him for
over a year now. He’s handsome, isn’t
he?”
“I think he is the tlnest looking gen
tleman I ever saw,” Helen answered
quietly, then bent a little puzzled look
upon Laura.
“How did you come to send him
him
Helen pointed to a chair.
“Sit down, Mr. Hartley,” she said,
and then went on -with her pastry,
while he and Laura chatted and laugh
ed, and ended by taking Helen’s con
sent to go with them bathing.
She never knew quite how it all hap
pened—none of them knew—hut little
Ethel managed to separate herself from
the others, aud the first thing that any
one knew was that the child was
screaming aud being home out by the
breakers, and Helen had plunged in
after her, entirely oblivious of the fact
that she was not much more able to
fight the heavy seas than the child.
There was a little consternation, a
shriek or so from Laura, an exclama
tion of something not perfectly intelli
gible from Mr. Hartley, a prompt (Com
mand to Laura’s big brother, Archie,
and then, shortly after, little Ethel .and
Helen were carried. out unconscious,
and the next Helen knew she was on
her own sofa in her little sitting room,
with the sound of Laura’s and her
mother’s voices in the next room, and
Mr. Hartley’s handsome, anxious eyes
looking down into her face as he sat
besiile her.
“Helen,” he said, in a low, breath
less sort of way, as she looked wonder- i
ingly at him, “Helen, my brave little
darling—thank God I saved you for
myself, didn’t I ?”
She suddenly began to cry—what did
h© mean ? Was it a dream—a tantaliz
ing dream ?
“Helen,” the low, passionate voice
went on, “if you had,-{lied I think I
should have died, too. I meant to have
told you this very day liow I have
learned to love you—that I want you to
be my blessed little wife if you can care
enough for me to <come to me. Can
you, Helen ? Do you, dear ?”
And even Laura Hesketh Could not
begrudge happy Helen her great happi
ness when she saw what perfect bliss
had come to the little woman from her
summer lodger.
The Imitative Chinee., j the juices of the fruits which they eat...
A correspondent of the Philadelphia \ pl^^t thinks, like tea, or coffee,
Press says: I was* once teaching
Unprofiiable Mining.
We will tell you what kind of mining
is unprofitable. Some novice will spend
a couple of montlis in a mining camp
and manage to get hold of two or three
prospect holes that ate worth just about
as much as so many ten-foot holes on
the plains of Kansas. This selfsame
here ? I should think you would prefer individual will pojft himself how com-
to have him with you at the Hall. ” I names are organized and will proceed to
Helen’s Lodger.
It was a pleasant little place, only a
knd a-half high, hut spread out
treat deal of ground. There was
|[vet lawn iu frc it, with a dozen
Bps that had stood there for a
nagiijficent old trees as
*dows on a summer’s
-jyj old-fashioned flowers
Cloned rope swing, a well
Unable mossy oaken bucket;
fere plenty of vegetables in
kitchen garden, eggs fresh
and all the milk that was
very place for you,” Laura
nth a happy, eager look
irtley smiled back at her,
ok a man gives a pretty girl
imires.
.11 decide upon it, then. The
|is good, the terms reasonable,
ldlady is—?”
"laugfied, showing her pretty
ugly old maid, but just as
'-[can be.”
Uey affected a horrible scowl
Vs* Miss Hesketh into the car-
/
p^turesque place, indeed. I
i spoke to me of it. J sill
rftin when Miss Cartwright,
and make the necessary
V
arrangements ” were that in
.ot four guineas a week
tas to have Miss (5art-
joms for hetself and
feiKU |d a room
“You little goose, can’t you under
stand that ? Indeed, Ldon’t want him
at home among sO many visitors as we
have already. Helen, I’m so glad he
came here, where there’s no chance for
him to be mado a dead set at. A hand
some, rich widower is a great catch.
Here—lie’s safe, you see.”
She certainly did not mean anything
cruel, but it touched little plain Helen
as nothing had ever hurt her. And,
proud little woman as she was, she had
to rush to the pantry for more sugar—
to hide the tears she felt coming to her
eyes.
Mr. Hartley was safe at her house.
Yes, she was too old, too plain, too
decidedly an old maid to he dangerous
to any man’s peace of mind. It was all
true, and she had known it all her life,
but somehow it occurred to her as never
before.
Little and plain and old, but with a
woman’s heart that beat warm and
strengthful in her bosom; and, some
how, Laura Hesketh’s rare beauty
seemed the most desirable possession in
all the world, because with it such love
and devotion and admiration could be
won. She thrust the foolish thought
away froYn her and came back, her
sugar crock in hand.
“Do you bathe every day, Laura?”
she said—they had known each other
from childhood, and in spite of social
ineqaulity, were on very familiar terms.
“ I heard the children say that the
water was delightfully warm to-day
“ We go down every day—why don’t
you go, Helen ? Can’t you go with us
at four o clock to-day ? Mr. Hartley’s
going, and mamma and Archie,”
“I rather think not,” she said. “I
want to make pastry for tea—the chil-
n arc so fond of it.”
it the children can be disappoint-
ce. You must go, Miss Cart-
George Hartley stepped
italhL'l
panies are organized and will proceed
get up a company, with nothing less
than a million dollars capital at tendol
lars per share. He will at the same
time bethink himself of an * uncle or
some relation or friend “ba^c home”
that hds a few scads laid away, and he
will proceed to tap the relations or
friends, who think it all right. But
they no' sooner buy a few thousand
dollars worth of stock than they begin
to look for dividends to roll in every
month. They imagine that the ore is
just rolling out in bars of bullion, and
that all they have got to do is to chop it
up and each man take his share. In the
meantime at the prospects or ba|p of
operations, nothing is being done hut
the bare annual assessment worked in
order to hold the prospects, and even if
they had a promising prospect it would
take a thousand [years almost to make
a mine out of it, at the rate of $100 per
year expenditure. Time rolls around,
say two or three years, and the stock is
not quite up to par, in fact the stock
holders get worried about the first divi
dend that has not been paid. Then they
begin to investigate. If they do not feel
too much discouraged’ they will employ a
man who wears eye-glasses and has an
M. E. behind his name, pay him a
hundred or two dollars; but if the said
stockholders are a little penurious they
will get some old practical miner to make
the examination and pay him with the
promise “that we will make it all right
after awhile. ’ ’ The result is the proper
ty is pronounced whorthless, or nearly so,
and the stockholders go home sick and
disgusted. • They announce to the world
what a fraud mining is, and it gets over
the country about the swindling opera
tions carried on in mining.—J)cnvb-Re-
publican.
was> once teaching a
Chinaman in my employ to make biscuit
and, after cutting them in form, there
was a small bit of paste left, which I
placed carlessly in the corner of the pan.
—“John,” during a service of two
years, never missed the hit in the cor
ner.
■ The same boy was particularly anx
ious to learn stocking-darning, and l at
length consented to instruct him in
that delicate art. The stocking se
lected for the first lesson chanced to be
brown in color. I gave him a needle
threaded with blue, and he ever after
believed that brown hose was to be
mended with blue.
The Chinese will also often imitate
the voice and manner of the people With
whom they live, and that, I am satisfied,
without any intention of impertinence
or humor. The Chinaman in my em
ploy gave a curious illustration, of this.
One member of the family was a musi
cal young lady who was near-sighted
and somewhat given to vanity and
affectation. I had often seen “John”
watching her with considerable quiet
interest, but was not then aware how
closely he had copied her young-lady
airs.
One morning “John” was sent, to
dust a room in which were several
musical instruments. As I passed the
door; which was slightly ajar, I heard a
discordant twanging of guitar-strings.
Peeping in, 1 discovered him in ap
proved troubadour attitude, with a sheet
of music before him and attempting to
sing Schubert’s ‘ ‘Serenade. ’ ’ He could
remember no more thaq “Tldough the
Tlees,” then he would begin again.
He looked and acted so much like one
who was accustomed to sing it that*!
stole away to call some of the others to
participate in my enjoyment.
When we reached our post of obser
vation, “John” had given up the guitar
and was seated at the piano, with’ stiff
back and elevated wrists, pretending to
play an accompaniment, ’’ke. would
stop playing and settle his imaginary
skirts, then pretend to readjust his eye
glasses, then turn over the leaves of the
music, and peer at them with his nose
almost buried in the gages. I
After striking a few more discords,
he daintily stroked his maginary
“bangs,” toyed coquettishly with the,
‘ Wangles” which were not on his
wrists, then raising his face towards
the gentleman supposed to be standing
beside him, and putting on what was
intended for a captivating smile, struck
up “Take Back the Heart that Thou
Gavest.”
We could endure no more, but burst
into heartylaughter.
i etc., may he taken lukewarm for a long
time with little apparent damage. The
least injurious is cocoa, made with
plenty of milk, and allowed to stand
until nearly cool. A good test is to
apply the little finger to the drink, and
if it be not hot to it, then it may l e
safely taken.—Hall's Journal of Health..
The Kitchen of the Human Sys
tem. — Whoever lives on the fare of
the majority of tlie American people,
such as pork, superfine flour bread,
soda, and lard biscuits, fried potatoes,
with coffee and tea to wash down the
indigestible stuff, need not wonder that
they are weak and dyspeptic. To holt
the wheat flour, retaining the poorest
because the nicest looking, afkVfeeding
the best part to the cattle and hogs, is
like throwing the meat: to the dogs and
knawing the bones one’s self. It is the
abuse of the poor liver to Use so much
grease in cookery. The grains andVege
tables contain enough' starch, that is
converted into carbon in the system,
for the maintenance of the animal heat,.
without ^ filling and saturating them
.with somuch grease. Stimulating con
diments, coffee and tea that do pot con
tain any substantial nourishment what
ever, must be used to goad on the poor
stomach, unable and unwilling .to grind
up the soggy mass introduced.. The
stomach is the kitchen of the human
system. Give it the right kind of food,
prepared in a simple m^nnef, without
mixing in any deleterious Substances
that cannot be used by the' system, but
have to be expelled as unwelcome in
truders, and it will manufacture rich,
pure blood—the tirde and only source of
strength and beauty.
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What is Cardinal ?.
Sanitary.
I>1
Arrasene now figures conspicuously
in art needlework. It is particularly ef
fective in the working of such flow
as the golden rod, mignonette, etc;
in representing heraldic devie
are to be worked in relief
Hot and Cold Diunks.—A corres
pondent of Knowledge calls attention to
some of the disadvantages of hot drinks.
Cold drinks, he says, are natural to
man, though most people now-a-days are
so used to hot drinks that they do not
feel satisfaction—really stimulation—
unless they have them. Hot drinks
are injurious to the tongue, for they
deaden its sensation, and, after taking
hot soup or drink, the tongue becomes
quite numb, and unable to taste the
finer /favors of a dish. The teeth are
greatly injured by them, and many
dentists say caries (decay) is due to them
alone. They crack*the enamel, and
thus allow caries to set in. When
caries have once set in, hot drinks are a
common cause of neuralgia.
Hot drinks are specially hurtful to
the stomach. They c«ause irritation
of the nerves of the stomach and conse
quent mild inflammation of t)iat organ,
so that after a hot drink the stomach
is red and congested ; in time a debili
tated condition is set up. A tempera
ture of 100 degrees Fahrenheit also
dastroys the active ferment? of the gas
tric juice—pepsin—and so leads to in
digestion. If the stomach is at all
disordered, hot drinks give rifee to much
griping pain, and in many eases to
vomiting.
In case of diarrhoea, hot drinks only
increase it, while cold ones lessen it.
Thirst is not common in winter, unless
sugary, salty or liot-piced foods have
been taken. In cold weather the air
contains move moisture than in hot,
ather there is less per-
drinks increase the
in the hotly, and if that
js quickly got rid of
is the best thirst
food be taken
small. Many
to the district received aid t'
Over each hospital was placed
The parish priests and deacons,
of the hospitals, besides atti
th©ir respective duties as sU
also immediate advisers of. 1
in the government of the whei
They were called Cardinalsj
that time applied to all ecclesis|
manently in charge of churches
Originally, therefore, the Cai\
t)ie Roman Church were i
deacons; but in the course
Bishops of the DioceSes in the \
ty of Rome, seven in number
.were accustomed to assist at the
vices in the Cathedral of Rome
church of St. John Lateran wi
also numbered with the priests
deacons as the Rope’s immediate coi
sellors or advisers, There are, conjl
quently,^firee orders of Cardinals : Cj
dinal bishops, Cardinal priests,
Cardinal deacons.
The duties of the priests and dea<j
as counsellors soon became too ini(
tant to allow of their continuing in 1
tive charge in any other capacity, t
soon, too, the name of Cardinal was 1
plied to them as it is to-day, in no
sense than that of Papal adviser,
still, however, retain jurisdiction
their fchurces in Rome. Ca/ 1
McCloskey, for instance, who is .
dinal priest, became, as such, a tf
parish priest of Rome. He is sopri
called a Cardinal Archbishop
because this expression repress j
title, as Cardinal Bishop dooj
because he happens to be a Card 111
an Archbishop.
A person becomes a CardiiJ I
op oy being appointed’ to oi lot
Sees mentioned above ip
of Rome, at present six in um
We are told in Scripture
xi. 10) that God gave Mos^
assistants and bestowed ij
special graces to enable thei)
in the .government of the Jeij
and in lSfid Pope Sixtus V. *
the Cardinals should be in
seventy, six Cardinrtl BlsKoj
dinaL^iittits. and fom
Vety vague is the Idea which many
have of the Roman institution called
the Propaganda. With others the words i
stftnds for something definite enough,!
but that something is merely a College'
where missionary priests are educated.
What, then, is the Propaganda ? We
shall devote a series of short articles to
answering this question, but we cannot <
do so without first ansWerihg • another
question: What is a Cardinal ?
When the Christian religion gained
a firm footing in Rome,'the city was
divided into parishes, each of which
was presided over by a priest. The whole
city was also divided into districts, in
each of which was an institution wl~
we shall call a hospital, but which'
not very like a hospital of our day.uj
the poor as well as the infirm b n f
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