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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 irer any que 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