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THE WEEKLY CONSTITUTION. ATLANTA, GA, LTUESDAY DECEMP5B 29 188o. —SIXTEEN PAGES.
WOMAN'S KINGDOEJ,
ladies. The/ are Invited to express their
opinions herein—to use it as their own. The edi
tress will answer any questions or accept any sug
with
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pleasure.)
Youth and Age.
{Dedicated to the Editress of “Woman's Kingdom"]
One Christmas Eve I sat and thought
How wise the wavs of Providence are wrought.
l ? d been for children’s pleasure, planning and de
vising—
And—tired out—I fell to moralizing
That later years brings joys superior t<:
Is true, for I have evidenced its truth.
JEoeli age hath its enjoyments—now tops and kites
' and dresses, parties bslls, delights
And d. _
For every day, until tiie*cro\vning act of life
Heems centered In one's being a husband, or a wife,
Then new joys come, and with them, great elatic
hew friends, new ties, and great congratulaUon,
Tfmo passes, and tho’ not from trouble free.
It proves that “aa thy day Is, so far shall thy
strength be.”
When e’er I hear one wish for boyhood days
I fear bis present ones don’t merit praise,
Or knows not to attain life's greatest pleasure,
one roust have age to get its greatest measure,
What Joy ran youth have equalling mine!
I’ve placed tho toys and other Xmas gifts in line,
I’ve tilled the stockings from top to toe,
Have studied every way to please them, that
And^rhfuircn sleeping now, will, in the morning,
Dance around the three I've been adorning.
Will wonder, and believe those childish law*
Which tells them “Tills was done by Santa Claus,”
And as they thank “KrDsKringle, with heartfelt
glee.
My happy heart will know they're thanking me,
And I’ll thank God, that He did let mo live
To reel this pleasure, and greater pleasure give.
Como back to tell you how you crept away
On Christmas Eve to listen to the jinglo
Of stylhh bells hung on “old Kris Knngle;.”
And isn’t now a greater treasure
To give, than to receive—a pleasure ?
Of course it is, und it's at this stage
You realize the pleasure of old age,
For according to all of natures laws,
It takes an old one to be “Santa Claus."
laugh youngsters all; nor let the old ones limit you
You rule the world, and we can’t do without you,
No matter If your noise is called “bewilderin''
My motto’s 'anything to please the children.”
Matt O’B.
I trust the many readers of “Woman’s"King
dom” willbc.very lenient this week to all its
errors and imperfections. Christmas timos
are very demoralizing to tho old as well as tho
young, and there is a peculiar feeling of “cant
stay at home” or “settle ,dowu” that is impos
sible to resist, and hence the mind is tin
balanced and unfit for work. In coming home
a few evenings .since I came in a car filled with
happy little ones, and a happier mother, who
was congratulating herself that she had full
filled her promise and had takcu all the chil
dren down to seo tho pretty things. By my
side sat a lady (who with myself was enjoying
tho little ones’ prattle), she turned to mo and
said, “a house Isa sad place at Christmas with
out children; wo can always find those to
whom we can send or give gifts, hut we do not
not see them enjoy it.” How true this is, how
many hearth-stones arc lonely now that once
rang with childish laughter. Our own little
1 ones that wc have loved better than our lives.
How* we watched theso little minds expand
[ and felt proud of evory new accomplishment,
| and yet with all our cure and love and watch*
ful solitude, they have left us. If it is sons,
they go forth to battlo with life, and soon in its
busy whirl, lose homo association nnd ties. And
how many mothers have wept silent tears
that—
“Thu* it l* our daughters leave us,
Those wc love, and those who love us!
Just when they have learned to help us
- ^itflf^hen wo are old and lean upon them,
a youth with flaunting feathers,
With nis flute of reed*—a stranger
Wanders piping through the village,
Beckons fo the fairest maiden ..
And fho follows where ho leads her.
Leaving all things for the stranger.”
And so it is the years go by, and thero must
he aomo homes without children, where
only the hither and mother, frud very often
only tho mother, sits by her desolate fircsido
and lives over again tho happy days of “long
ago.” nnd in fancy she sees the stockings as
they lmng ready for Santa Claus, and for fear
the stocking won’t hold enough,a chair or table
Is drawn close beside tho stockings for such
things as fail to get In, then comes before her
„, misty vision the little faces as sho bends over
them for the good-night kiss. Sweet innocent
childhood, that brightens nil that comes he
neath its influence. Where ore that mother’i
treasures now? Gone to brighten other homes
and bless other hearts, ns God intended it
ahould be, nnd the wiso mother lives over
in her children the happy days of her youth
and in their Joy alio in content. But to those
_ whose homes are blessed with little ones, I
. would say, mako their Christmas bright njid
happy, for every my of suusliine you infuse in
their little lives now, will cast a hallo of
brightness around your shadowed hearthstone
In the years—when they arc no more.
Fanqy Work.
Table Mats—Dexters’ knitting cotton No. 8,
scarlet single zephyr—cliochct the mats of tho cot
ton to fit plate or dish. Plain stitch until the lost
two rows which should be a deep scollop, theii go
around with a chain of white, joining to each scol-
. lop, next row four stitches of whit, and four of red
alternating which made very pretty *pot*, then
another row of white, which was finished with a
deep scollop of red.
ErLASiiKB fob Washstand—Makc^ of momio
cloth of a light cream color, embroidered with, de
tached sprays In bright colors; a border extends all
acrosa the upper flan, which is edged with lace and
mall wool ball*: It l* fastened up by loops over the
wasbatand.—Godcy* Ladles Book.
Stab Match Safe.—Cut a star out of pasteboard,
eight Inches from point to point; Cover this neatly
with plush, of the color you like best for this pur
pose. Buy a gilt safe In tlic form of slippers or a
canoe, or whatever can be fonnd that is suited to
the purpose. Fasten this to the center of the star
In a way that will allow two points to stand np and
three down. Fasten a gilt cord or ribbon to the
two points to hang it up by. To the three lower
rpintsaewgilt tassels. Lino the back with silk.
This la a pretty present for a person to make who
can neither paint nor embroider. If gilt match
cftMH*. bo fonud, tho name design
. i in the same way, and the little
hooks screwed In Irregularly over the surface.
A Word to Mothers.
& IT. Pray, in Good Housekeeping.
I write to you, parents, concerning tho wel
fare of your children. But especially do I write to
yOb, mothers, as having the greater responsibility
in tho bringing up of the little ones and hi the
moulding of their characters. The message I would
bring home to you, one aud all, is this: Never
frighten them. Do not-I be«cech of you, run the
risk of making idiots of them by filling their youug
minds with horror!. Do not attempt to frighten
them into good behavior by solemn warnings of im
aginary terrors. A large proportion of mothers
nc these means to coerce their children into obe
dience. They fill their Infant minds with dire
stories of goblins, ogres, “bogiemen, raw head and
bloody bones,” aud hosts of other fictitious and ter-
rible'chnracters. The little ones go about expecting
to find a lurking fiend in every corner. The prac
tice is not only devoid of common sertse, bat is
absolutely Injurious and dangerou*. Many a child
haa been driven insane through intense fear. So
deeply instilled are these things in their minds-
. for mama would not tell a lie, you know—that it
takes year* and. years of after life to thoroughly
eradicate them.
The writer had a kind, good, self-sacrificing
■other—God bless her—but she committed this one
error in the bringing up of her children. Many a
time I lay in my crib with covered bead and suf
fered tho most intense agony of fear; many a time
I nearly went into spa-ms upon being caught in
8 dark, which I imagined peopled with strange
“ fearful being*, and fraught, with un-
boys Ilka untome. And
eanear as you can without the knowledge of fear,
if fear be shown by them at any time, try to reason
ogrea, goblins, or other imaginary characters;
heard before going to bed.
Make the little folks live as happy as possible,
and so bring them up that in after lire they shall
have no cause to entertain hard feelings towards
their parents.
Cooking Recipe*.
Potato Salad—For Etna O’Neil.—One pint cold
boiled potatoes, salt aud pepper, the yolk of ono
hard boiled egg, all chopped fine together, then
make a dressing of the following: Nearly a tum
bler of vinegar, one dessert spoonful of sunr, ono
teaspoonful of salt and one of dry mustard, put on
and let it come to a simmer, with one tablespoon-
fol of butter, then stir In rapidly two well beaten
eggs, until the consistency or cream, wait until
cold, before pouring fiver your salad.
Chicken Salad.—For two fowls boiled and cut
up, taking off the skin, I use the yolks of nine hard
boiled eggs mashed smooth, half pint of sweet oil,
little crisp lettnceT’Chon up the'wfiltc of the eggs
' 1 after it is ready for tnc
and put over the salad after it is ready
table. *
Cheese Cakameo.—Cut slices of bread half inch
thick, then, with a large round cutter, cut in cir
cle*, then cut these in half, take a tablespoouful of
butter, put in a small saucepan—more if you have
much bread, fry your pieces a light brown, wnen
one take them up nnd set on tin or on your .stove
nans nnd heap them with grated cheese and sprin
kle on them a little pepper aud salt, set aside until
ready for serving and then put in the store a few
minutes until nicely browned.—Good Housekeep
ing.
A Simple Cake.—Two eggs, half cup huttcr,onc of
sugar, and a cup and n half of flour, a lemon and a
nutmeg, cream, butter and sugar together, boat
your eggs separately, then mix yolks with butter
and sugar, grate in lmlf the nutmeg, then tho
grated peel of the lemon, add a quarter of a tea
spoon (hi of salt, nnd mix well together, then sift
in part of the flour, and part of a cup of sweet milk,
then the rest of the flour and milk and, last, the
whites of the eggs beaten to a stiff froth. It is much
improved by adding a cup of candied lemon and
orange peel chopped flue—the last thing, but it is a
nice cake without.—Good Housekeeping.
Todorie*.—Chop cold beef very fine, season with
salt and pepper and a pinch of cloves; roll out some
plain pie emst thin, cut in rounds as large as a
saucer, wet the edge with cold water, put a large
spoonftil of the minced beef moistened with gravy
broth, or Hour and butter melted in hot w ater, on a
half of the round, fold the other edge over, pinch
well together and drop in boiling rat, and fry till
brown, or bake in the oven if more convenient.
Tills can be made of any scrap* ofmeat or poultry.
—Good Housekeeping.
Orange Charlotte.—One third of a box of gela
tine, one-third oi a cup of cold water, one-third of
a cup of boiling water, one cup of sugar, juice
of one lcinon, one cup «>f orange Juice and pulp,
whites or three eggs.-
Lady Finger* on Sponge Cake.—Line a bowl or
glass dish w ith lady fingers or slices of sponge cake
and sections of oranges. Soak the gelatine in cold
water until soft.^then pours on tho boiling water.
'V water. uvni
«,„ tho Jelly be
gin* to harden, beat It until light. Add tho beaten
white*, and beat together until *tiff enough to drop
then pour over your cake.—Oody’i Lady Book.
Correspondence*
Etna ONif.i..—Valley Store, Ga.—It Is with great
Measure I read “Woman’s Kingdom." It Isso much
help to me in my house work. Will yon find me a
recipe for potato and chicken salad, i wish you
great success in this department.
Yorxu Housekeeper—Quccnsdale, N. C.—After
reading the cooking recipes in our/lcpnrtmcnt, my
eyes invariably turn to the “Hints nnd Helps on
nFancy Work,” asworkoftimt kind has alwaysbeon
* * “ “* me, aud I would call it my
— s” were not generally of short
duration. I think mothers ought to see that this
branch ofc-ducHtiou is cultivated In their daught
er*. 1'ut them at It while young. In doing plain
sewing it I* well to give them a rest each day, by a
lesson in fancy work, nnd the clrange will always
cause delight. I make another suggestion to
mother*. Learn your girls to become experts with
the needle, before allowing them the use or the
machine. Many never lean* to uso tho ncedlo
neatly, since machines are so numerous, which
her of garments by hand, and a machine in tho
house. Lator L thanked her for it. I send for the
“Fancy Work Column'' an original idea for table
mats, which I made in those day*, which may
prove useful to other*. Will some of the member*
of “Woman’s Kingdom” give a few suggestion* on
the best plan for starting flowers, tho best kinds for
border*, etc., also, as to the best varieties of per
ennial*, annuals, etc., and where I could procure a
young magnolia.
Palmetto.—Lost night, being wakeful many
hours, my mind reverted to the subject of a letter
of Bill Arp’s, which I found In Tub Weekly Con
stitution of last week—tho “Scattered and Broken
Family,” tho tono ofsadnevi that pervaded every
line, notwithstanding tho effort towrlto cheerfully
' * athy in distress,
. .better nature or
feeling* or itslmnny readers. Though unknown,
personally, to many of them, ret “one touch of
sympathy make*-nil the world akin,” and those
who have broken and scattered circles, and fesl
that soon other tin* may lx* severed, know whnt
all thi* mean*. A* tho holiday* arcuponus.no
doubt many of us can look tack a twelve month or
more, nnd In fancy paint a happy circle that death
ha* invaded with Ids rolentlcsri touch and left n*
to feel Indeed alono In the “wide, wide world.”
And though l here be even more than ono “minor
n tho carrol,” or “shadow in the light,” making
Ife never more the tame, yet to keep a brave heart
and try to make others happy, is a duty, and bo or
she w ho docs aught to this end is a benefactor to
his race. While our eye* are blinded with loan as
wc gaze on tho loving cards and Christmas gifts of
a year ago, by hands now cold and vanished, and
desolate as may be tho hearthstone. It is well to
remember there art other*, if wc look around
whore hearts are also sad and uecd tho balm of
sympathy, aud *o wc tako up life’s burden with re
newed courage, scattering smiles, and words of
cheer to nil, thus bravely meeting the destiuy for
wliieh were created and a few happy thought*;
prompted by feelings like those conveyed in the
letter referred to. do more toward* encouraging
others in life's battle, than the writer Is aware of,
wbilo committing them to paper. And it may bo
assumed that the prayer* or more than one, arc
that tbla “great trouble” mar be averted, aud that
the coming new- yi ‘ “
and still happy cJrcli
Edna Clay, Camilla, Ga.—
“The day Is cold, and dark and dreary,
It reins and the wind is never weary.”
How distinctly Longfellow ha* described today.
But here I sit cosily and snugly by a nice warm
fire. Have just finished reading some of tho letters
in “Woman’s Kingdom” and uavo concluded to
ask admittance into your charming circle. I on-
* *y reading this detriment so much, and you
. arc no idea how much good it doe* we country
girl*. Wc learn to mako eo many pretty thing* for
our rooms, and some times some one gives us a hint
how to make a new dress, and then the redoes
are so nice. We have heard of “Dickens” lartfes,
How are they gotten up? And suppose, too, some
of u* haven't read any of Dickens’ works and can-
tot imitate any of his characters? We urc all an-
Irina ting a delightful time on the 25th. May you
all have a merry Christmas and happy new year.
If. C., Eden, St. (lair county, Ala.-I am a con-
staut reader of your excellent paper and canndl
tell you how 1 value it. I do certaluly appreciate
“Woman's Kingdom,” It is one or my household
indesponrablev 1 saw In your last issue that an
Atlanta lady wished to know how to turn milk; if
ijr plan will be of any service, I will freely give It.
strain my milk in largo flat pan* for cream to
risc;I prefer it to ret twentjr-foiirhonr*, then put in
hum and add haV/ gallon of'butter "milk,
' s and it will torn in twen-
place churn near the fire a
put In the churn to turn. I have always been quite
sueocssftil and obtained tbc highest market price
for butter. Last year, from three cows, I supplied
y own table and sold up to September 120 fiounds
... butter; had it not t«en for a serious illness in the
fall I should have reached a 150.
Hattie Davenport, Ben Hill, Ga.—Since the po-
per ha* given iu this little comer, 1 feel we might
me it to some advantage. I feel deeply interested
The Constitution, especially “Woman’s King
dom,” it is so delightful to the young girl*. T hqve
«that may be of ure to .ome one. It Is for
c out ink from the floor: Put ashes on the
•pot, dampened with warm water; let it remain
.mrty-minutes and scrub and the ink will bo re
moved. If any of the girls would like to exchange
crochet patern*, address me at Ben HU), Fulton
>:nty, Ga. 1 with yen much success with your
pai-er.
Sits. M. E. P„ Boling, Leavenworth county,
Kan.-Perhaps an Atlamalady would like to know
that it la uot necessary to have her milk turn to
deb l* prefers
_ has soared or
julsite being only to have
the cream the right temperature.
Mbs F. C. M., Atlanta, Ga-I have noted with
much pleasure the character of the poems with
which the columns of your department are inter-
spurred. and I venture to ask for the publication of
the enclosed beautiful tones. Aside from their rare
tenderness and pathos, the sentiment of the lines
cannot fall toappeal to a common experience and to
urge upon every thoughtftil mind tne question a*
to how far each individual is responsible for such
loss of belief, whatever phase it may assume:
' “LOSSES.
Upon the white sea sand
-There sat a pilgrim band,
Telling the losses their lives had known;
There sat a pilgrim band,
'ng the losses their lives had.
While evening waned away
From breezy cliff and bay,
the strong tides went out with weary moan
And
“Ono spake with quivering lip
Of a fair freighted ship,
With all liia household to the deep gouc down.
But one had wilder woe
For a fair fkce, long ago
Lost In the darker depths of a great town.
‘ There were who mourned their youth
With a most loving ruth
ta brave hopes aiul mcraoi
And one upon the west
Turn#d an eye that wonm n«« iw
For far off hills whereon tts Joy had been.
“Some talked of vanished gold,
Some of proud honor* told,
Home spake of friends that were their trust n
Ami ono of a green grave
Beside a foreign wave
That made him Mt sc lonely on the shore.
“But when their tales were done,
There come among them one,
A stranger, seeming from allsorrow free;
Nad losses have ye met,
But mine Is heavier yet,
“ ‘Alas!’ these pilgrims said,
‘For the living and the dead—
For fortune's cruelty, for lovo’s sure cross,
Mr*. A. M. Bedding, Meriwether, Ga.—With
pleasure I send my address to get the poem, so
kindly copied for me. I saw in answer to my letter
you had located me in Meriwether county, and uot
Meriwether, Baldwin county. Another mlstako was
that I was “three score years and ten.” I only said
“thrcc*corc.” I am Just sixty, not seventy. I hnvo
been thinking I would write nnd correct these
Mistakes, However, the latter I* so trivial that It is
hardly worth mentioning. Tho more I read the
part set usidc for the women, the better I like it.
I have just read your lovely sentiments about old
people. It Is truly multum in parvo. I expected
to have written something for the young folks be
fore this, but am uot prepared to write atpresent.
Many thanks for the old lines of Robinson Crusoe
nnd the promise of “Ha* she Any Tin.” I shall
look forwary for it with pleasure. Do you think n
poor old serlbbU like myself could be of any ser
vice to your corner? If so, let me hear from you. I
was not bom w ith a silver spoon in my mouth, nor
a writing non in my hand, never classed among
the alumni, but they can't turn mo dowu In baker.
Katie Lou, Johnston Station,Ga.—I havi wanted
to write to you some time,but feeling inexperienced
waited for some oldor nnd wiser housekeeper to
tnko the lead. I have not been keeping house quito
a year, but like it very much, ami my “better half”
thinks I am a splendid cook. Of course I made
great many ftiuny blunders at first, and do yet, but
I'm usually very success fol. As good sen-ant* are
almost unknown in these parts, I armed myself
with n good cook book, which 1* now my “guide,
philosopher and friend,” iu everything pertaining
to culinary affairs. I hope the older housekeeper*
w ill be kind to us “young beginner*,” and open
their store* of knowledge for our benefit, l will
tell the farmers’daughters how to make a pretty
wall ornament. Take two cow horns the same size,
scrape white wilh n piece of glass, paste fancy pic
tures on them and then varui-h, boreaholoat the
sharp end and one on the Inside at the top. Hang
by a cord and tassel made of scarlet zephyr. They
look pretty Hilled w ith grasses, peacock’* feather*,
etc. 1 hone ^
CHRISTMAS CAROLS AND POEMS.
Hang of Christum*.
Pound over all water*, reach out from All lands,
The chorus of voices, the clasping of hands;
Bring nope to the nations I
The dark night i* ending and dawn lias begun;
Hire, hope or the ages, arise like the sun,
All speed) flow to music, all hearts beat a* one.
Ping the bridal of nations with chorals of lovo,
Ping out tho war vulture nnd slug In the dove,
Till tho hearts of the peotfle keep time in accord,
Aud tho voice of the world Is the voice of tho Lord I
t'lasp hands of tho nations
Iu strong (rrktulatlons;
The dark night Is ending and dawn ha* begun;
Rise, hope of the nge*, arise like the sun,
All speech flow to music, all hearts beat as one.
Blow, bugles of battle, tho marches of peace,
East, west, north aud south let the long quarrel
cease;
Ping the song of great Joy that tho angel* began,
Ping of glorv to (Tod and good-will to man.
Hark! joining in chorus
The heaven* bend o’er us;
The dark night is ending and day has begun;
Bine, hope of the age*, arise like tho sun,
All speech flow to music, all heart* beat a* one.
—John G. Whittier.
* Christmas Ball*,
I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar carols play,
Aud wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of pcaic on catrh, good-will to men i
And thought how. aa the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
Tho unbroken song
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime,
A chant sublime,
Of peace on earth, good will to meu!
But in despair I bowed my head—
“’ rl *‘Te is nopooceon earth “ * ~ ,J
“ For hate la strong,
And mocks the song
t
Then pealed the bell* more loud and deep,
“God I* not dead, nor doth He sleep l
The wrong shall fail,
The right prevail,
A Cornish Carol.
Welcome that star In Judah’s sky.
That voice o’er Bethlehem’s palmy glen;
The lamp far rage* hailed on high,
The tones that thrilled the shepherd men;
’ Glory to God in loftiest heaven I
Thus angels smote the echoing chord;
The shepherd* fought that birth divine,
The wise men traced their guided way;
There, by strange light and mystic sign,
The God they came to worship lay.
A human ba1>e in beauty smiled,
Where lowing oxen round him trod;
\ taalden clasped her awfol child.
1’ure offspring of the breath of God.
FOR THE YOUNG FOLKS,
Tun fbr the Children—The Constitution 1
Training School for Boys and Girls,
1)eab Children : When you read this let
ter Santa Claus will have been to seo you all,
nnd you will be enjoying your Christmas
things. Well, iny letter has to go to priut be
fore tho old fellow gets to see me, but if he
dou’t forget me I will tell you iu my next let
ter whnt lie brings me. Now, there are no lit
tie children in my house, bccauso my children
are grown ; so I am afraid ho will forgot me—
hut he ought not, bccauso I lovo children so
much. I am so sorry that so many of my
neiccs and nephews' letters camo too lato for
our guessing, hut it can’t ho helped. I read
all the sweet little letters If I could not print
them, and you must all write again. Some of
the dear little girls hsvo remembered mo in
their letters. I.ucy nnd Katie Harnett, of
Screven county, sent me » sweet little buuclt
of violets. I have put them away among my
treasures, with two pretty cards—ono sent by
Geneva Johnson, Six Milo station—and one by
Maude Mitchell, way out iu Winsboro, Texas.
I thank you, dear children, for thinking of
me, aud hope wo may meet each other some
time. If any of you como to Atlanta you
must go to The Constitution office, and they
will tell you where Aunt Suslo live*, and then
yon must come to see me. Just as I had writ
ten thi* much of ray letter, hero comes some
more cards—a sweet Now Year card from
Florence Smith nnd oue from Ilonulo Johnson,
and a lovely curl from Maggio Bates Johnson,
Mnuy thanks, dear children. It is very sweet
to he remembered. Wishing you all a happy
New Year, I nm yours, “Aunt Susie.'
Santa Clau*.
From St. Nicholas.
Oh, Santa flans Is a merry Prince.
He rule* o’er tho Christmas tree!
Hi* castle is built in fairy land
On the topmost }>cnk of Glco,
The name of the castle 1* Joyousncs*,
Aud down through its gardc-u* gay
Run Happy river and Merry brook
To Laughing sea away.
And one merry Prince ha* to tell the time
When they arc ready to garnet away.
And how, do you n*k, docs he bring them to earth'
In a benutlfal fairy boat,
He don* his for* nnd grasp* the reigns,
Then, “liurrali! away, away!”
Now if you can peep beyond the clouds,
ic wonderful Christmas Eve,
Glory to God in loftiest heaven!
Touch with glad hand the ancient chord,
Good tiding* unto man forgiven,
“Far Away."
v the merry party
Gathered ’round t
Brightened by it* ruddy glc
Or in summer* balmy evening
In the field upon the hay,
They have all dispersed aud v
Far away—Far away.
Some upon tbc world of water*,
have reached a fairer region
far awaw—far away.
There ore still some few remaining,|
To remind im of the pa*t—
But they change an an thing* change here,
Nothing in tnl* world can lm-t.
Yean roll on an pea* forever, .
miBg? WU
esmany mi
Far away—far away.
. Ourf Cady rcadara will do well to heed the
appeal of the proprietors of Tub Constitution for a
little work fbr new subscribers on the port of the
ladier. They have given ua a page of their paper.
We cuihLto our oppithaton, tgd caa easily
do so by a lUtie .work.
Correspondence)
Birdie C. Lnramore, Eureka, Fin.—We camo to
Florida when I was three years old, And my papa
died when I wa* five. I am twelve njw. My uamo
is Cnrrio Cleveland, after an aunt, but I was so
small when I was li baby my sinter called mo
Birdie. Wo have hml such a delight Ail excursion
to Silver Spring*. Thirteen in number. Wo wont
on tho oldest boat on the Ocklamaka river, klo
Marion, and Captain Gray, tho oldest captain.
\\ hh I could describe Silver Spring run. For uinc
miles the water 1* ns clear a* crystal and porfoctly
transparent, and n* wo steamed along tho green
and white bottom beautiful water plant* fan down
beneath the Ritrfare, and large cat and gar fish
could be neon a* plain os your baud. Tho spring i*
six hundred feet in diameter and soventy-flvo feet
d< cp. A nickel nr bright button f* distinctly
Tails Mlnnloii nnd Rosa K. White, Roloinan,
(Icburno Co., Ain.—Wc art twofiistcr*. Our papa
is*n farmer and think* lie could not do without your
paper. Wo help mama wash dishes and mako up
flic beds and do a great many other thing*. Wo
bgxc no pet* except three little brothers.. Till* 1*
our firri letter and we think lire answer to JJsalo
and Lcla White’s riddle is “water.”
Paul L. Genie*, Banger, Eastland Co., Texas.—I
nin a Texas boy thirteen yours old, can do all kinds
offaTmwork. I am going to school now. I havo
rent mati^’ pet*, such as cows, hog*, aud horses.
sgre
This
is my (fret letter to Tiib Constitution.
Mattie Beid, Braswell, Fort Valley, Ga.—I see
where all the little cotMn* have been guessing how
you look. .1 will not guess how you look but I
think you arc Just as amiable a* you can bo. Anna
I.cc Parker wished to hear from mo again. I am a
grand daughter of Timothy Braswell, or Crawford
county, Georgia, who is now dead. I lire —
tulle* from Fort Valley. I am ten year* ol „ .
rook, sou-, arid do various other things about the
home. Would like to hear from Alina Lee.
Txjla McCray and Eva Grimes, Hpartai Ga.—We
are two friend* fourteen and twelve year* old. Wo
both lovo to rend The roKKTiTUTioN, and we want
to join your happy circle. We are not going to
M-hool now, but try and make ouoolves useful at
hum-.
Mai.. Stone, Goshen, Gai—As so many of'my
little friends arc writing to you I thought I would.
Thi* i* my Dim and 1 would be glad to have a part
in this ealumu. My par* don't take your paper but
I get to read it. I help my mama cook and wadi
dinlien, row and do oilier thlugv. Don't you think
Msggle Batcn Johnson, Mill* River, X. CV
thought I would write you a little letter. I love the
name of Aunt-HuMc, bccauso I havo a dear Aunt
KtMclhnl took me to live w Ith her when I wa* but
two years old. I know you would lovo her. I send
du some or iny card*.
Florence Kmith, Hunny Hide, Ga.—I am twelve
year* old. 1 go to school nnd study eight books. 1
help mama cook and wash dishes and sew.
time to tell you of them. T1
Fuller’* riddle Is a newspaper,
i* a chicken’s neck like a aoor
rbrhtma* card.
bell.?' I sen ) yon a
Edwin Bobert*, prnwford, McLcmnan Co., Texas
Aa J never see a letter from west Texas thought you
would probably enjoy one. I am going to tell you
ubout the prairie dogs out here. These little ani
mal* can be seen In bodies of thousands; they are
t unite as large as the brush rabbits of Georgia;
ive a little short tail, and a head venr nearly like
_J'ox rqulml.and arc nearly a seal brown color.
They live oil herbs and are very destructive to the
in nge. J suppose you havo heard that the prasric
dogs, rattlesnake and owls ill live in the samo deu
or hole, but that I* a mistake; rattlrsuakcx and owls
•re very plcntlfiil out here, but these little dogs arc
ss afraid of the makes as I or you arc, and well may
be for they live on them. 1 wish you could see
tbc**! little dogs imilling around on the prairie*
bnrklnp, playing and catinij^ra**; 'Us better than
g u> b cirrus. But my .
‘I you about v
Grace 51. Van Houtcn.—Canamlalgnt, N. Y.—I
nm a little gir) x:vcn year* old and live up in the
ucfctcm psrt of New York state on a beautiful lake
that the Indians u*-d to call the “sleeping beauty."
Mj rap« takes The Constitution and my mama
n-cd* to me all the letter*. 1 cannot gue*s how you
lock, but I giio»* you must be good, and If you were
hero \n: won Id'go Loaning with my new sled and
have lots of frm. The lake will soon be frozen over,
then we cun skate and slide and have jolly time*
riding on the iceboat*.
Jessie A. Herring, Flint, Ain.—Papa subscribed to
The Constitution about a month ago, and I have
read every issue of “The Young Folks” column
shire then. I find it very interesting, and hope
that the cousin* and yourself will welcome me into
your circle. To Introduce my-elf, I aui a “iKMttbern
.nntry girl," thirteen years old. 1 am the second
three sisters, living with my iiarc-ut* ou a Tartu.
I do not go to reboot now, hut did last -ertion and
get through with a good many studies.
Lydia H Browning, Dames Ferry, Ga—I am nine
>ear* old and thi* Is my tint letter. I am tho mid-
girl «*f sever. sl*te»«. 1’apa I* a former ami ha*
ii taking Tit f • ‘on*-titltion ever since It wa* in
it* infam y, and. we think papa could not farm
without ft.
Mattie and Kola Miller, Columbus, GS.-WIII you
let two little girls join your happy bund? Wo are
nine and thirteen year* old; have two sister* and
two brother*. We can milk, cook and crochet.
Para h • farmer ami Urea fair rolkw from the city.
We wrould like to see Aunt faudeand the cousins.
Eugenia and Addle Ftribliug, Talbot county, Ga. f
My urclc takes the paper and I read the little folk*'
letters, i asked mama to let mo write this: U I* j—
first one: so I hope there will be room enough fin
I am eight yean old and sinter six. The answer
Gertiuoe’s riddle is an “egg.”
Harry Bailey, Pittsburg, Texas—Will you admit
a little boy thirteen years old intojrour happy baud?
My father is a farmer and 1 livo on our farm. I am
not going to school now. I lUco Undo Bemus'
stories, but rather read tho boy* and girls letters.
We think The Constitution tho best paper
America.
Pearl Hodge, Opelika, Ala.—I do not go to school,
I recite my lessons to my sister. I tako musio les
ion** Hml like it very much. I help my mother a
great deal. I have made two quilts nnd I am only
ten years old. I have a very large doll named Lu
cille and n white cat named John. I have one
►Mcr and brother.
Fred C. Calhoun, Cool Hprlng.Gn.~I am a country
boy and live with mv grandfather aiul ask admit
tance into your “charmed circle.” My papa I* dead.
I nm nine year* old aud can do many thing*. List
Si ar 1 picket I flftceu hundred pounds of cottou. 1
have been going to school this year nnd have learn
ed to read, spell nnd write.
Bessie Tnppnu. Burbank, Temi.—I nm a stranger
to your letter box, but 1 think it very kind or you to
give us a apace in your largo |>apcr. I live at the
foot <>f i\ very large mountain nnd have a lovely
and picturc*quo home. If you ever travel in the
eastern part of Tennessee you must be sure atul
come nnd see me. My little sister nay* you are
good’
»you ran
ilon t know how to get vexed or be cross.
Joseph Dorsett, Batcsville, Arkansas—Thi* is the
first effort I ever made to writo to you. I have four
brothers and two sisters. We nil go to school; wish
cur letter had been in time for the guesses. W<
know >ou nre n >wcct-tcmpcnxl lady.
Lillie Tellar*. Goshen, Ga.—I want to tell Cousin
l i ttle Gordon that I think I know her Bible
Charles Dickon* wu**ixty-flre year*and two days
older than myself. 1 hope Comiti L. will see this
nnd write to me.
Mamie Hold)*, Muscogee, Fin.—I am eleven years
old and want to Join your letter Imdx, and hopo you
will welcome me. I nm not in time to guess how
you look, but will be in time for the next guess,
help mama, go to >chool and take music lcssous,
Walter Lee. (TDxnndra, Ga.—Yon are so kind and
have so much patience with uh little folks, that
can't help but think I w ould love you if I could see
t-nimrc in grow, i imi nnu iioik me eow*,riu woou
f ;o to mil), and sometime* papa hna me to help him
n the store, so 1 have to do my wrltiugaml reading
at night. The answer to MUllo Patterson's riddle
is nn “egg."
Addle Fennell, Horn (jike, Miss.—As I havo
never seen a letter from thi* part of the couutry I
thought I would writo oue. I am twelve year* old
nnd weigh ninety |>ound«. 1 havo two Mlstera and
one brother. I live on tho M and T. railroad, thir
teen mile* from Memphis. I will ask tho young
' ” ” “Why is It dangerous to go outiu
Fannie Bowlctl, Huntersville, Ark.—A* yon have
been so kind a* to give the littlo folks a column ill
your paper, I think w o would bo treating you
wrong not to write. My school will bo out this
month. 1 w 111 bo sorry: still I am looking forward to
Christina* holiday* with pleasure. 1 havo neither
papa or mnmn. 1 am living with my uncle, but for
rear 1 am writing loo much will close.
J. L. England, .Sunset Texas.—I am a telegraph
operator on tho Fort Worth dud Denver City rail'
rend. I nm taking Tiie Constitution,like it better
than any pnper I ever saw. Will some of tho
cousins write to n
F. Valera Callaway, Rutledge, Ga. You so kind
ly asked the boy* and girl* to give their opinion of
your looks, Hint I think thero must lie ftomothlng
very curious about you, and you aro going to fool
u* all. 1 think you have black eyes find hair. I
ennt think you arc an oidennld. ir you arc, you are
the first one I ever knew to like children. I wish
you llvod'clcM) by me, we need some one in our
neighborhood to help out tho young folk*. 1 would
appreciate your picture so much,
Mattie K. Andrews, Jackson. Ga.—Allow another
little girl to Join your happy band. I am a farmer’s
daughter, thirteen year* old. The Constitution I*
i welcome visitor to our home, tenloytho letters
roin my lit fie cousins so much, and thli
-0 kind to allow tut *paco to iwrllo, and
such nice letters to tlio chlldrcu.
'Eflleropc, Haralson, GaT-I hnvo seen eo many
letter* from the children I have concluded to writo,
I am tho only glr). I havo three brothers. I know
you will all think me a little spoiled pet', trot you
are badly mistaken. I can cook, washdlaho*. sweep
the floor, and In fact I can do almost anything.that
* * **"* ‘'clovenyear*old. I havo
year and learned rapidly.
Bnrabn A. Phillips, Bryant, III.—Aa I soo no ono
ha* written from thi* place I will writo you a few
line*. I am twelve year* and am going to school,
Wc hnd a severe wind storm lost night and a littlo
snow, nnd the fowl* all seem to be frozen up. I
lovo to read tho letter* your niece* writo you. And
like to havo give us advice aud instruction*. *
have one pet, a Mg, large, white cat uamed Torn.
Anna Miller Green. Hickory, Ml**.—I am eight
years old and only child, and a great pot; my papa
think* me pretty; lie I* j*ohtninster hero, ho could
not do without your paper. I have thirteen doll*
and one pet cat named Oraey. The an*wcr toG. L.
Dickey’* rid He Is an “egg.”
Emmet (.. Bodmnn, Oak Grove, Mi«s.—I have
never teen a letter from this part of tho Mato nnd
thought I would write you one. Wo tako tho paper
and 1 enjoy tho children'* column and UeUy
Hamilton very much. I am thirteen yean old. 1 go
tort-hen) and haxc a Jolly gnod time Playing ba*o
and other game*. The weather 1* cold and frit will
Juki snow t hririma* I will enjoy cateblug rabbits.
Bew-Ie V. Wccdon, Bcllcfair Mills, Va.—I am ten
year* old, my father take* your paper. 1 food the
little letters and thought I would write too. I live
in the country and go to school every day. My
mint rays lean Item and new very neatly. I om
knittings palrofsock* now and nm miing to sell
them. I can roochet and do lot* of thing*. I.have
two klktciH slid one brother twenty-one year
have a little black and white kitten.
Hugh O. K Hendrick, Gordonsvlllc, Va.—I havo
been interested reading tbo letter* of the boys and
girls aud told my mama I w anted to write to you. I
aa (fve year* old and my intma teaches me aud my
brother Gerald, who will soon be seven. Wo live*
in Virginia**mama’a health. Bliolike*theelimate
Iti Virginia, but love* Georgia the best. Mama Is
afraid or dog* and will not let me have one, but we
liaveabcauuftjlrst named “Snowball,” and *he
doe* many cat tricks. Wo have two little play
mates named Tom and Bill*; they are Kngliidiboys.
ft is very cold here, but we expect to uavo nm
when the snow conic*.
Octavla Philips, Nugar Valley, Ga.—I imagine you
hare dark eyes and hair and fair skin. 1 wish your
plcturewould appear in The ComminiON, but I
hope it won't be as ugly aa the rest. I know Bill
name to be in your book.
Lula V!nccnt,Bricevillc, Ga.-AHow mo to be one
of your correspondents. I am nlno year* old. My
dear mother died lost February aud 1 live with my
grondmy. Hove to read the young folks column
g to school but
Wish tome one
Leon Leocroft, MadiaonT Ge.-Tbi* i* my flr»t
letter. I am thirteen years old and read your peper
and like especially Betsy Hamilton and the chil
dren. I have lots of fan hunting opoNnims. I
havera very Muart dog, he will turn for bread and
lie with hi* head between his feet and cat it. I
would like to hear i-.onicthtng about bunting.
Victoria Fmltb/'Absalom IVx, Hall qpuoty, Ga.—
Will you accept another little fanner’s daughter in
to your happy circle. 1 am ten year* old and the
youngest of six children. My papaJrpostmaster fit
ibis mace. I have a pet cow named Daisy, and two
pet kitten*. 1 have a slater living in Atlanta aud
mama and I are going to vi»lt her in a few day*.
Lizzie ami Mary Emma Adam*. Mt. Vernon, Ga.—
e arc sisters and w bh to Join your circle; wc aro
fourteen and eleven years old. We bare a pet wild
cat, and it I* setting large enough fo catch
chicken*. I w|b|» Mollle and Fannie would tell
which I* lb** rorrept gue«* to their riddle, fatnokeor
a well*. < ’an any of the cou4ns tcil me how. many
time* the prci lict Iralah’s name I* mentioned In tho
New Testament; nnd how many lime* the word
ink” occurs in the Bible.
Tandy Daniel, Wctmupka, Ala.-A* I haven’t
icemany letters from this part of the country, I
thought I would write fo you. I am Just largo
enough to foat in sfovo wood and 'tend fo the baby.
We lake yow pape* **<* Hko ft very much.
Battle Schresder, Hope. Texas.-l have nem at
tempted to write to you before. My father fa a
As 1 have nev er tern a letter frwm this county I I farmer and sey* be made a good crop
thought I woifld write. We lived near Colombo*, I go to school now and study bard. * nave iarce
but moved. I arid sister have bero goto* fo school. | ibtere and three brother*. We have twtf teacher*
UtUe spottel
Alpha and Alice Hodge, Salem, fAla.—We arts
twin Miters and would like to be called yoturnlecea
Pleart allow ns a little space in your column. Wo
are glad every week to see so many of your littlo
children writing letters to “Aunt Susie;” Wo aro
HM2«» old and live In the country. Christina*
w ill soon be hero and we want to aee who will get;
the largest present from Santa Claus. You must all
write and tell us.
Lucy Warner. Chapel HUl, Tenn.-Thiati»y flr*t
letter. I Uvc about a hundred aud fifty yarda from
"Buck river.” My papa baa a canoe and I go’ row
ing with him when he fishes and gather eo many
bcnutifril shell*. My mama Is a Georgia lady, t
think Aunt Susie is a Methodist and dark eOmmex-
young%lk» muBt hRve your plctorc uken for *<*
Annie Jone», Clinton, Ga.—This is my first letter;
I have two brothers and one sister eight years old
I nm fourteen. I have no pet* but a little calf.
Would yon care if I framed it after you. taro ta
yon tnu the cousin*.
Note.—I should feel compllmeutcd to have you*
c«!f named after me. Aunt Susiv.
Flavius l. Archer, Sparta. Ga.—I am fifteen year*
old. and tag space in your charming circle. My
fatlu-r is a fanner: ho owns an engine which runfc it
flour and corn mill, a raw mill and a gin. 1 can
nin the engine to grind and gin at the aamc tlmti. I
can foed the gin. or not in father'* place at the raw
mill We love The Constitution, especially thq
children'* column.
Mary Bessie Toll, (piltraan, Ga.—I am twelvd
years old and the eldest of six. 1 have three si*tce
and two brotheus. I ran cut out aud make dresses
on the machine, sweep the yard, cook and clcais
Mary C. Everett, Garth, Ala.—I thought I would!
writo to you for the first time. I rend ono of con-dim',
letter* from Sugar Valley, Ga. I loyo to read all
their letter*; 1 nm twelve years old and goto
school every day, 1 hnvo twin brother* nine yearg
old who go with me. We lovo our tcnchor.
Julia and Faille Ambrose, Lnwrcnceville, Ga.—
Wearo stranger* to your letter box, but hope tho
boys and girl* will hid us welcome. Wo arc farmers
daughter* and live in a line neighborhood, with
churches and schools near by. We arc fifteen ami
thirteen years old. We lovo to read nil the lottens
iu your paper. Wc think yon are a small woman,
thirty rears old, dark lialr and eyes with a inlhl
sweet face and u great big loving heart. Wo aru
truly gtnd of your advice to the children to bo gomt
and do right and meet in the house “not made with
hands eternal aud ou high.”
Della ninson and Mamie Mobley, Lumber city,'
Ga,—Please admit two littlo ptacy-woods igno
ramuses into your list of niece*. Our school closed
this week. Wo formed a society; If any or tho
cousin* would like to Join those arc tho rule*: First;
Never say can’t; second—let your motto bo I’ll try;
third—never give up until you havo pcnlxtently
tried. You aro Just tho very kind of an aunty that
we would like to see. I know wo wouie full in lovo
with you ut first sight.
A CHILD AND A WASP.
From tho New York Bun.
Among tho passengerx on tho SL Louis express oit
the Erie railroad, between Port Jervis and Jersey
City, yesterday morning, was a very ranch over-
drouted woman, accompanied by a bright looking
Irish mirso-gfrl, who had charge of a Kclf-wllled,
tyrauioal two year old boy, of whom tho over,
dressed woman was plainly tho mother. Tho
mother occupied a scat by herself. Tho nurso and
the child w ere immediately In front of her. Thu
child gave such frequent exhibitions of temper,
and kept the ear filled with such vicious yell* and
shrieks, that thero was a general feeling of navaga
indignation among tho passongors. Although ha
time aud again spat in tho nurso's face, scratched
hoi hands until the blood camo and tore her hale
aud bonnet, she boro with him patiently. The In
dignation of tho passengers was made the greater
because the child'll mother made no effort fo correct;
or quiet him, but, on tho contrary, sharply chided
‘lie mirro whouovcrsho manifested any firmne**.
Whatever the hoy yelped for, tho mother's cry wav.
miformly:
Let him have it, Mary.”
there that “It would be worth paying for to havo
the young one chnoked out of tho window.” This
hopcftil’s mother was not moved by tho very evl-
fora oomfortablo
, tho nurse in tho
time, ahd wa* preparing foe
face for tho hum
a rush attack, when a wacpnarao
In the car and flaw against tho
nurso’s scat. The boy at once made a dl
nurso’s seat. Tbo bov at onoe made a dlvo for
••lUrrjr niun’t touch! no* will bile nunrt"
ll«mr gave • mv«p> yell, .ml hennto hick .ml
Map the none. The molhn.woko from her u»|>.
»hc hc.nl her non’. Mrcuu, and, without railing
her head or opening her eye, »h« cried out iharply
tolhonuiM!
1 MVhy » HI yon lean that child ao, Mary Let him
Mary let ro i'd Harry, She Milled back In hen
Mat with an air of rralinetlon, hut them Waa a
parkin In hercyc. Thehoy clutched at thowa*i>
and finally rau.hi It The yell (hat followed enured
oy to tha entire oar, for orory eye waa on the boy.
The mother awoke ayaln.
"Mary,” abe cried, “let him hare 111-
Mary turned calmly In her leal, and, with •
leked twinkle In her eye, laid:
-•Pure, he'afot it, mural-
Thi. .bmuRbt the car down. Erory one In IC
wred. The rhlld'a mother roeo up In her Met
Ith a Jerk. When Mu learned what tha mallet
a. ibO pulled her boy orer Ibo back or tho neat
and awoka Rome aympathy fbr him by laylnc hint
amor, her kneo mid wannlnc him nloeiy. in’ten
minute* be was aa nnlol and meek aa a lamb, and
ho never o|vned Ilia head a^aln until tho train
.'ached Jenny City,
MRS. WINSLOW'S BOOTHINQ BYBOT lor chit,
dren teethlnf, aoftena the Roma, reduce* inSamma.
Uon, allajra all pain and com wind oolld. 25 tenia
ahoufe. _
THEhE'S NO USETALKINO.
Nr.'Louie, December 25.—Sam Jones ami
Ham Mmall, the evansellate, havo doted their
caniMlRii aud left dliRuated. U would beau.
perfluoua to apeculate aa to whether Jonra'x
work hero waa a thllnro or not Ho haa ad
mitted that it waa repeatedly and thorn who
know the man kuow that he would nut mako
inch a confcnlon unleM ho believed ft. llld
aucccaainSt. Joseph and Atlanta had mado
many believe that he wna Roing to effect tbo
•ame aatoniahlng reanlte here. It waa pointed,
out to the orer-aangnlno that all tho evanyc-
liala save Ifarrlaou had met their Waterloo in
fit. Loula, and that It wad
but natural to expect Sam JonM
■ tbo aama. Dot it waa argued
that hi, method, wore aodWmllar from all
other*; hla humor and wit wore ao bright; bid
candor waa ao great and hla courage ao fearleM
that be could not Dill to iunnao even the re
cord of the Ilcv. Thomas Harrison, the hoy
preacher. Acoinpariion between the latest
revivalist and but predecessor, however, re-
lleeti no small credit on the bowsileas brother
who waa alleged to have discovered tho foun
tain of perpetual yontb. Harrison numbered
1,.’IOO converts, it was claimed, and bo never
counted a man aa n convert who did not coma
up to the altar rail and givo hh, uamo and ad
dress to one of the secretaries. Jonahs most
ardent admirers do not clelra more than 500
converts for him.
TUTT'S
PILLS
TORPID bowels,
DISORDERED LIVER,
W—.?'”* MALARIA.
thVdSiJSS!? ™r U ,\ c *\ arU * tfcree-fourth*ot
xns diseases of tUo human nice. Ttics*
fPjH 1 ** A ft* 1 ** ot Laving u*r.Dct«l
■oms duiy, IMizIness, Flattering *lth«
If tart* Data before tlio eves, highly col
ors d VHas, COffttTIp/nOJgf iZ\ 3E
V b . # *** °!* that act! tl!reelly
on tbs Liver. As a Liver medlcino T«JTT'«
Pi LLS have no equal. TbcIr action on tho
XiilficjflanftSkln is also prompt; re moving
all impurities through these three “sear-
thi aratsm/* producing appo-
tlle.sound digestion, regular stools,‘a < U ;ir
akin and a vigorous body. TUTTra PII.TJ*
£5^".? naa ^?* °. r trip to* nor in to litre
with dally woi Jr and aro a perfect
antidote to malaria.-
Uc. Pace, U Kunwy r. y.
Rorlt-dAvkij ni wad lrf l tali imwo e