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THE ISLES OF LONG AGO.
O lovely Isles so fnr away
In lire's vast niwliu 'Pit
Around tliolrsl po4 the unbrnms play
Their Rilcit molidy.
Atmo holrholhrs the hanjrlinr slcloa
Tliclr liirlrts mill s nilowj toiow,
.As they iik In b"foro lit" rlao
Tho Isles of l.otiK Ao.
O lovely Isles, forever fn'r,
Ami elothid vk ith Kteeu thoy stand!
No chnutfu or deatti enti entor thero,
hi tlutt fair ninttioi lnnil,
"Who o happy birds, In ahndy bowers,
Bin ulth tho brooklet's (low,
And mvitiesdi'clc. nitd fadcloss llowore,
Tho Isles or Lonjr Ako.
1'vo sailed out on tho senof life,
Fur from thole n nly strai d,
Yot olten throutf i tho dm i nd strlfo
1 soo tint Hitniinui hind.
Tliooci'im smImr round It thoro
Wlih cl'hso.o'H obb nnd II iw:
So Kin d nnd uro and deathless fair
'A'ho Isles of Lonir Aito.
Tlmo, when life's mljjhty tide movc3 on,
Stands over ut tho helm,
To Biildo o'er quicksands ntid through storm
hulo to u h Kbur realm;
Thoru. stundluir on tho hill of lltfht
y To view i ho seeno botow.
I'll see thoiit with a elcarer sIkIU
Tho lalej of Long Ao.
Tar from the ccasoless rush nnd roar
Of lllo s vast, stiiKlii'-r hoh.
They ptiiud In lluht torover moro
In God's eternity.
Thoio In thut blessed land of truth,
No deatn or ohauo to lcno.,
I'll walk niiln tho ways 1 1' youth,
Tho Ibles of LotiK Ago.
HoiUtn 'l'ramcrlpt.
3IISS DARCY'S HASTEN BONNET.
It was :i raw, misty evening in oarlv
April. Hugh Morriok buttonocl his
overcoat a little closer, as lie caino out
of his office and started on his walk up
town. The keen wind and sharp sleet
smote him in the faco; hut hu pulled
his soft hat lower over h's oyos and
walked on resolutely, deciding not to
take a ear, though he had forgotten his
umbrella. A long day of hard work
in his business, with perplexing cares
in addition, not of a business nature,
mado tho sharp air a relief to him, an I
tho thought of ji stufl'v car was ropol
lant. Turning into I;ifth avenue, ut
length, a furious blast of wind and sloot
nearly blinded hint for a moment, and
ho stumb.od against a child, coming
from the opposite direction. Ho was
hurrying past, when tho sound of sup-
rosod sobs foil on his ear, and ho
talf stopped, with an impatient excla
mation. " Did I hurt you?" ho asked, scarcely
giving iter a glance.
" Oh! no. Not you," said tho child.
"Well, what is it? Cold, are you?
"Why don't you run homo? This is no
time for begging." And this timo he
.looked at her, to see if ho hail guessed
"Correctly. But tho honest blue eyes
that looked up to him frankly asked
nothing.
Hugh Morriok had a weakness for
blue oyos, and he felt robukedwhensho
answered:
"I'm not begging, sir; but just seo
this." She held up to viow a paste
board box, crushed and broken and
stained with mud.
"How did it happen?" asked tho
gentleman, compassionately.
"'lwns crossing the street, and tho
box got knocked out of my hand; and
while L was trying to pick "if up a man
grabbed mo right up out of tho way of
an omnibus and the wheols went right
over this. And it's all spoiled, I know,
and it cost iiftoeu dollars. And I had
tho bill in my hand, and I don't know
what's become of it."
At tho end of this tale of woo tho
tears burst forth again. Sho was a
small, thin child, about ten years old,
with fair hair falling out of an old bluo
hood. Fair hair and bluo oyos. Tho
most beautiful combination in tho
world Hugh Herrickwas wont to think,
and tho thought made him wonderfully
soft-hearted just now.
" Don't cry," ho said, compassion
ately. " Where were you going to tako
tho box?"
'That's just what I don't know,"
said tho child. "Tho address was on
tho bill; but I didn't want to got it wot,
so I hold it umlor my shawl and hadn't
looked at it jet. 'Twas for somo lady
on Fifth Avomio."
"Highly dolinito. A bonnet, 1 pre
sume. Well, como with mo. I am al
most homo, and we'll investigate this
smash-up and seo what tho damage is."
And then, somehow, though ho had
never meant it in tho least, her little
wet hand was clasped in his warmly
gloved ono, and sho was trott'ng up by
his side, looking up into his face with
grntolul conlideuco. A few more stops
brought them to his comfortable bache
lor residence. Ho opened tho door
with h's latoh-koy, ana took tho little
way-furor into tlie library, whero sho
was soon toasting her feet boforo tho
grate. "And now let mo seo," hand
ling gingorly tho crushed band-box.
"1 mustn't add to tho damage. So
suppose j on open it." Sho laughed
shjly, took it from him, and managed
to extricate tho bonnot, giving uttor
anco to a cry of dismay as sho saw it
was woofuily crushed" out of shapo.
"I knew it was spoiled!" sho wailed.
"And I'll get turned out of my place,
and maybe thov'll make mo pay for it.
Oh! what shall" I do?"
Hugh Merrick's oes were fixed on
tho bonnet. Bluo was his favorite color
in bonnets, as well as in eyes; but thoie
was something in this duinty bit of
mill nory that sont a pang through his
heart. It remind d him of somo ono.
Ho could imagine just how it would
rest abovo thoso waves of gloaming
gold; just how those strings would
ncstlo around a white throat and under
a sort rounded chin. That feather was
intended to fall on the massive braid ut
tho back, lluincd, was it? To him it
was beautiful and perfect. Ho roused
himsolf with a start.
" I don't know much about such
things," ho said, cheerfully; "but thoro
doesn't appear to bo much the matter
with it."
" Oh, don't yon soo?" sho said, start
ing up. "This side is all punched in
and tho lace is torn; tho feather is
broken, too. No lady would ovor think
of wearing it. And it cost fifteen dol
lars." Tho big tears wo'.led up into tho bluo
oyes. It is a pitiful thing to seo a look
of despair in a child's face. So thought
Hugh Merrick, and again said, hastily:
"Don't cry. Perhaps" I can lix it. If
wo only know the lady's name.
Couldn't you go back to tho store and
ask?"
"They'd know then what I had done;
and then I'd lose my place, Besides,
tho lady wouldn't pay for it. 1 know
she'd bo awful mad. You see it's an
Easter bonnet."
" Oh, an Enstor bonnet!" said Mr.
Merrick, slowly. "Ami it's worth lif
teen dollars? Well, as long as it Is
bought, it doesn't matter who tho pur
chaser is, I suppose. I'll tako tho bon
net." "You!" and tho child's fano was
radiant with joyful relief. Then sho
added, doubtully: "lint you cant wear
it, sir."
"No, I suppose not, oven at Easter.
But my sister may bo able to lix it up
and ni'ako it quite respectable."
O hypocrite! You know you never
mean to lot your sister know what a
fool you havo made of yourself. Throw
ing awav fifteen dollars to gratify a
whim! To own a bonnet that might
havo adorned tho head of a woman you
do not intend to marry! Tho child's
eager oes seemed too mfront him with
his folly. Ho hastily put the money in
to an envelope, sealed it, and handed
it to the little errand girl. "There, toll
your mistress tho truth, and don't trv
to conceal am thing; because, just think
of the agony "of tho unknown lady, if
her bonnet "doesn't arrive in timo for
Easter. Good-bye."
Ho did not ask her uniiio, nor givo
her his in answer to her grateful peti
tion. Ho felt as if sho must bo laugh
ing at him inwardly, and ho wishodto
get rid of her and never to seo her again
the ono witness of his lunacy. Tho
little girl, Mollio Hurke, hastened back
to tho milliner: but her heart failod her
as sho came in sight of tho forewoman's
sharp countenance, a very Miss Kwag's
for acidity. Sho handed up tho en
velope, without a word.
"Whore's tho bill, child?"
"Sho didn't sond any," faltered Mol
lio. Tho forewoman uttered an impatient
oxclamation, "Somo pooplo are tho
cnrolossest!'' Then, turning to tho
book-koeer: "Miss Green, you'll havo
to make out a now bill anil send it, re
ceipted, to Miss Darcy."
Mollie heard tho name, and wished
sho could havo told her benefactor,
who, perhaps, might know tho lady.
Meanwhile, Mr. Merrick had locked his
library door, placed tho bonnot upon
his tablo, and established himself in his
easy-chair directly in front of it. His
eyes were fixed on his purchase, but his
thoughts wero a mile away. Yes, it
was just about a mite from his house to
tho homo of Agnes; and it was two
weeks since ho had ascended that long
llight of steps or seen Agnes' face at
tho window. Two weoks! Two years,
rather, it seemed to him. Why, three
mouths ago ho had thought himself tho
happiest man that ever walked tho
streets of Now York. Tho most beau
tiful woman in tho world, tho only per
fect ono, belonged to him. And now a
few hasty, angry words had parted
them forever. What had thoy quar
reled about? Ho could scarcely ro
membor. lint he had boon jealous, and sho had
rosontod it. She had said sho would
never seo him again, and ho must abide
by her word. With his steady gray
eyes lixed stonily on tho coquettish
bonnet, ho remained for nearly an hour
lost in reverie, until his sister called
him to supper. Thon ho camo out of
tho library, locking tho door behind
him.
" What have you got locked up in
thoro?" demanded tho gay litllo lady
who presided over his bachelor estab
lishment. "Oh! my papers aro lying all about,
and 1 don't want things "disturbed," re
plied Mr. Me nek.
The noxt day Mr. Morriok looked up
his purchase before going to business;
but tho following morning he was called
away suddonly, and wont out leaving
tho bonnet in" full viow on tho tablo.
Ho had been in his ollice two hours he
foro ho remembered that tho key of tho
library was in tho door, and not in his
pocket. About an hour after his de
parture, his sister Ethel, entoring tho
room, with a gay song on her lips,
stopped short in astonishment, and tho
tune died abruptly.
" A lady's bonnet! Hugh Morrick!
Agnos Darcy was quito right to broak
oil tho engagoment Whero did tho
wretch get it?"
Approaching the tablo, sho lifted tho
damaged articlo and scrutinized it care
fully. " Well, I never! Can it bo her bon
not? That is certainly hor turquoise
bucklo that sho wore all last winter.
Tho mystery grows! How did Hugh
got possession of this?"
At tho very timo that Ethel Merrick
was puzzling hor brain over Miss Dar
cy's Easter bonnot, in a daintily-fur.
nishod boudoir, a littlo further up tho
avonue, a sweet-faced girl was knitting
her brows ovor another phase of tho
samo mystery. Robed in a morning
wrappor of palest bluo, vastly bocoming
to her roseate complexion and soft golcl
looks, sho sat be'oro hnr Davenport,
looking with tho most puzzled ox pros
sion at a slip of paper in hor hand.
" Aunt Holou! Como horn u minute,
pleaso." Thon, as a portly lady in
walking dress appeared in tho doorway,
sho hold out tho shoot to hor. "Sea
that receipt from Mmo. Claro for my
Easter bonnet!"
" I did not know that your bonnot
had como, my dear," said Mm. Daroy,
as sho glanced at tho rocolpt.
"That is tho funniest part of it Tho
bonnot has not como, anil 1 havo cer
tainly never pa'd for it; and yot hero
is tho receipt. What can It moan?"
" Shall 1 stop at Clare's and seo about
it?" naked Mrs. Darcy, unablo to solve
tho mystery.
"If you havo tlmo; but don't do it
unless it is perfectly convenient. My
old bonnot will do perfectly well for
novt Sunday." And a cloud camo over
tho lovoly face.
"You don't scorn to care about any
thing, Agnes, since you quarreled with
Hugh Morriok. I thought you had
moro nrido. Perhaps you will make it
all up again before Sunday, and thon
you will wish you had your bonnot."
"Don't speak of that, pleaso, Aunt
Helen. " And Miss Daroy's voico was
decided, though sweet. "I do not ox
poot to renew my engagement with Air.
Morriok. Ho has doubted mo." And
tears rose to tho bluo eyes and Miss
Darcy had to swallow a lump in hor
throat, as sho turned away.
"Miss Merrick to soo you, Miss
Agnes," said a maid at tho door.
Agues received her visitor with somo
secret trepidation, though outwardly
composed.
"I will forglvo you, you naughty
ffirl, for breaking my pool brother's
mart, on ono condition," said Ethel,
vivao ously.
"Of course, you know, Ethel," began
Miss Darcy, with dignity.
" Never mind. Onl v lot mo seo your
spring bonnet, and we'll bo lriouds."
" I wish I could," said Agues, somo
what hurt by hor friend's levity; " but
Mndamo Clare has just sont mo a ro
colpt for a bonnet I havo novor soon
nor paid for
How funny
cried tho volatilo
witchcraft in it!
with mo and seo
needn't bo afraid.
Ethel. "There's
Then como homo
mine. Oh! you
Hugh never conies homo in tho morn
ing. I'm not plotting against you."
Somewhat against nor judgmont,
Miss Danry consented, and was soon
walking along tho avonuo with hor
friend; but when they had entered tho
house, and Ethel led tlio way to tho
library, Agnos drow back.
"No, Ethel, I havo no wish to enter
your brother's room."
"But you must, my dear, or you
can't see my bonnot." And Ethol
whirled her fnintly-res'sting compan on
into tho library, and exclaimed, trium
phantly: Thoro! Isn't it a beauty?
Somewhat crushed, you porceivoj but
easily sot to rights. Never saw mo in
a bluo bonuef ooforo," rattled on tho
merry littlo brunette. But Miss Darcy
stood motionless.
"Ethel Merrick, that is my bonnet!
How camo it horo?"
"You know as much' as I do, my
dear. I discovered it this morning.
Has Hugh stolon it out of malice, to
prevent you irom shining on Eastor
niorningP
hi
Agnes laughed, in spito of herself;
and, taking up tho bonnet, was soon
trying iton belore tho mirror in the half.
" Is it bocoming? ' sho asked, turn
ing, with a mirthlul face, to her friend.
" A sudden sound of a koy turning in
tho front door caused Ethel, who had a
keon relish for "situations," to beat a
hasty retreat; and Miss Darcy turned,
with a startled face, to meet Mr. Mer
rick, who was tho imago of consternation.
" Agnos!"
"I camo for my bonnot, Mr. Mor
riok," sho ropliod, enjoying his discom
fiture. "Tho bonnet bolongs to mo. I paid
for it," ho retorted.
" But the receipt is mado out in my
name, she said, drawing it from her
pocket. "You cannot provo that you
paid for it I am at a loss to know how
you camo by it"
"Novor mind howl found it Agntrs,
I must implore your forgiveness for my
unjust suspicions. 1 havo tormented
myself over sinco wo parted for "
" Lot us sottlo about tho bonnet,
first," interrupted Miss Daroy, tho sen
sholl tints of hor cheek taking a deopor
pink.
"Don't trifle with mo, Agnes;" but,
seeing tho willful inutine look on hor
face, he changed his tone. "You know
that you did not pay for it. By thoright
of purchase it belongs to me."
" But I ordered it und I want it"
"So do I!" decidedly.
"Ono of us mu3t yio'd." said AgnetJ,
pouting. "I need the bonnet"
" But you cannot wear it."
I "Oh! yes. Thero is not much harm
i done. I can repair tho damage easily."
j " Well, I thankyou for giving mo tho
i privilege of paying for your bonnet,"
no said, with anamusod light in his oyes
Sho Hushed out: "I will pay you for
it, Mr. Merrick."
"You forgot that you havo tho re
ceipt, proving that you havo already
paid for it. T will givo you tho bonnet,
I to go with tho receipt.
" What magnanimity"' sho said, with
j a faint luugh and not resisting as ho
' took hor two hands in his and looked at
' her with lighted oyos.
j " What will you givo mo in return,
' Agnes?"
I Sho looked at him thon, her oyos
brimming with sudden tears, and said,
' soltly:
) " j'orhaps I will givo you the rocolpt"
" I declare, Agnos," said Aunt Helen,
; coming in from horshopping expedition
late in tho afternoon, 1 forgot all
1 about your bonnot; and to-morrow is
Saturday! Butyousaidyou didn'tcarc.',
I "Never mind, Aunt Helen, tho bon
net has como. And I suppose Mr.
I Morrick will bo horo to dinner on Sun
day. Perhaps 1 shall wear it, after all."
-i-M 1'. Independent.
Ono Vaccination Too Many.
Bright and early yostorday morning a
middle-aged man, of anxious look and
much corporoslty, called at the City
Hall and went for tho Chief of Police
with:
"Haf wo somo shmall-box iu Do
droit?" "I bollovo wo have a sporadic caso or
two," was tho reply.
" Und do.o somopody haf to got wac
clnatod to koop him nvnyl"
"Every citizen should protect him
solf." " How many dimos was I got waccl
uated to koop dot shmall-box out of
meln house und snloon?"
"Oh, 1 guess on'0 will do."
"Vonco! Groat shiminy! no more ash
dot! Shust wait a mnit!'s
Ho jerked oil his coat and pushed up
his shirt sleeves und pointed to four
spots ou his loft arm and live on his
right, und said:
"Four und tlvo inakos nlno dlnios
dot I vhas waeclnatod in four daysl"
"How is that?"
"Howish dotP Dot's vhat I likes
myself to know. I vhas shust reading
about dat shmall-box do odder day in
dor Sherman bapers when two men
vnlks in mine saloon und says, 'Sharloy,
dot shmall-box Is all ofor down und you
must bo wnccinnted or dor Common
Gouucil vhill closo you oopl' So I was
waccinated for two shillings und zwoi
class beer."
" Yos?"
"It vluus shust two hours moro as a
man comes iu und say ho vhas sent to
wacoinato mo on dor odder arm, und I
us him two shillings und class of
beer."
" Yos?"
"Boforo night a man mit spectacles
conies In und says ho vas sent by dor
Healthy l'oard to seo oof I vhas wacoi
natod. I show him two blaces, but ho
shakos his hoadt und says: 'Dot wacol
natiou am too high oop, und you vhill
git der shmall-box in dor hands.' Don
lie makes dot blaco here, und 1 gif him
tweuty-livo cents und class beeiv'
"Yos?"
" Vholl, in dor ccurso of four days six
moro inon como nrouudt to wueoinato
mo by order of der Mayor, dor Gufor
ii or, dor Bresldent, der Poard of Public
Vorks, and I tloan' know vhat else, und
ofory t mo I bays two shillings und
class boor. Vhon 1 vhas waoeinntod
nino times I pegins to peliovo I vas a
greenhorn, und vhon der tenth man
comes aroundt I hit him on der head mit
a pottle und vhalks oafer to seo you
about it. Vhas it all right?"
"I guoss tho boys wero guying you."
"Vhat is dot?"
"Why, you havo'nt really boon vac
cinated at all."
'"No-o!"
" No, and you'd better bo vaccinated
again."
' Waccinated ugain! Waccinated
den dimes! Nofcr! Pefor 1 vhas wao
cinated den dimes I catches dor shmall
box und goes to pod mit him all zum
mor! Dot's some close-plus like I am!"'
Detroit Free I'rcss.
Washing Flannels.
Ueforo us aro moro than a dozen lot
tors requesting directions for washing
llanuols and blankets. Wo have sev
eral times answered similar questions,
but almost all tho duties of housekeep
ing aro kept clearly boforo tho mind of
young people more readily by tho
"lino upon lino and precept upon pro
copt" mode of teaching. Theroforo,
at the risk of repeating what wo havo
said boforo, wo proceed to givo somo
simplo rulos for this part of tho wash
ing. In tho first place, blankets do not
need washing often. Thoy aro used
botwoen tho upper sheet nnd tho bod
spread, and if properly handled need
not bo soiled for n long timo. Occa
sionally blankets should bo pinned
evenly on tho clothes-line to bo well
airod'and freshened. Always chose a
bright, fair day for this work in a
clean, grassy yard, so that no dust will
lodge on them. A tolerably windy day
is (lesirablo, for it will whip out tho
dust nnd lint that may havo settled in
them through constant use.
When blankets really neod washing,
tho first stop is to see that there is
plenty of boiling water on hand. Se
lect two of tho largest tubs, and lill
ono half full of boiling water, leaving
plenty moro boiling, for rinsing. Dis
solve and pour into the first tub two
tablespoonfuls of powdered borax and
sulliciont soap to make a good lather,
but on no account rub soap ou to tho
blankets, or leave the smallest bit float
ing on tho water to sottlo on them.
Put into the tub but ono blankot at a
timo. Shako it up and down, turn it
ovor in tho suds with tho cloth-stick,
press it under tho water, and then
leave it to soak until tho water is cool
onough to put tho hands in. Then ex
amine every part, gently squeezing tho
suds through. Never use a wash-board
or wringor in washing blankets or llan
nols. Rubbing makes them hard,
"fulla" them up, by matting together
tho fleecy surface.
When the water has coolod to a de
gree that tho hands may bo used with
comfort, got ready tho rinsing tub; lill
it half full of boiling water; stir in as
much bluing as wilf givo the water a
clear bluo color. Tho first suds should
bo s Ktrong that tho blankets, after be
ing wrung out, will retain sufficient
soap for tho rinsing water, which, with
woolens, always requires a littlo soap.
Having tho rinsing water prepared,
wring out tho blankot from tho first
suds. Bed-blankets require two per
sons to wring them. When wrnng out
ns dry as two can do it, each pornon
should tako firm hold of opposite ends
and snap tho blanket well nnd quickly.
Then put them into tho rinsing water,
nnd boUi tako hold and shako it up anil
down till tho wator lies, freely llowod
iMJMBBn 1 WWW It Ma
through overy part Wring it out an
dry as possible Snap again vigorous
ly, to shako up tho Hoy fabno and
prevent any wator Fettling in tho blank
et Carry "to tho clothos-lino and hang
it smoothly und evenly, so that tho four
corners can bo pulhnfout so porfoctly
truo that thoy match each othor; pin ou
strong. A tolerably windy day is tho
host for washing woolens, and tliey must
novor bo washed on a dull, foggy or
stormy day.
About ovory half hour, or whon tho
next blanket is taken to tho lino, unpin
tho lirdt, nnd now spread it on width
wiso, pull the solvagos together in a
straight lino, porfoctly ovou, and pull
downward from tho line, to prevent its
shrinking or cockling. A good wind
snaps out the water, makes tho blankot
soft and tloeov, and gives it little chanco
to shrink. When iho blankot is porfoct
ly dry fold very evonly; lay it across a
long tablo whon fold ng, and pull ovon
ly, nut novor press or Iron a blanket.
Flannels of all kinds should bo washed
iust like blankets, only thoy must bo
irought from tho lino whon quito damp,
pulled out and folded evenly. By fold
ing tlannels somewhat damp, if thoro i
any spot a littlo fulled or cockled, whon
damn it can bo pulled out Roll each
a-tlclo up tightly for a littlo while, until
tho whole is dampened alike; thon
press evenly till perfectly dry. Don't
iron as you do cotton or linen, but press,
pulling tho garment taut from tho iron
as you prosB. Washed in this way,
woolons will remain soft und Hooey as
long as thoy last
Thoro nro muny theories on tho sub
ject of washing woolens. Somo advise
washing in cold water; somo soaking
idl night in cold water. For tho pur
poso of experimenting, wo havo tried
many ways ou old tlanuol, but havo tho
best results lrom tho rulos horo given.
Professor Youmnns says: "Woolen
fabrics, by compression nnd friction,
will mat and lock together; but cotton
and linen fibers, having no such asperi
ties of surface, aro incapable of eloso
mechanical adherence. Tho fetting,
fulling nnd shrinking of woolen aro
caused by tho binding togetl. or of tho
ultimate "filaments. Th's shows tho im
policy of excessive rubbing in washing
woolen fabrics, or of changing thorn
from hot to cold wator, as tlio contrac
tion it causes is essentially a fulling
process. Tho host experience sooms to
indicate that woolens should never bo
put into cold water, but always into
warm, and If changed from wator to
wator, they should always go from hot
to hotter. In cleansing delaines for
printing, thoy aro placed first iu wator
at ono hundred degrees or one hundred
and twenty degrees, and thon thoy aro
treated eight or ten times with water
ten degrees hotter in each change" By
that process thoy novor shrink. Mrs.
Henry Ward Uccchcr, in Christian
Union.
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Tho Cultivation of Roses.
To ralso roses in perfection, it Is
ncoful to food them wolland placo thorn
in tho full sunliirht, nnd not whero
thoy will bo shaded by trees and
shrubs. After thoy havo bloomed,
pruuo them closely, nnd also whon
thoy commeneo to loaf in tho early
spring. Tho bods in which thoy aro
planted must bo mado very rich with
well-decomposed compost, dug to tho
dopth of at least two leet In making
a rose bed, it is a good plan to tako oil'
tho soil for two or three lout in depth
nnd fill tho cavity with good orduro
well rotted. Then add six inches or a
foot of very rich soil with a mixture of
sand. After tho plants aro sot, mulch
thorn with long litter from tho stable.
This will koop tho roots moist and
cool during tho heated term, and make
a healthy growth of branches and
flowers.
After tho Juno flowering has passed,
all monthly roses should bo severely
pruned anil tho now growth cut back:
two or three inches, also tho old
branches should bo cut away. Tho
handsomest flowers always spring from
fresh growth from tlio roots; and to
make thoso start vigorously tho knifo
must bo frooly usetC For a fow weoks
your pots may soem shorn of their glo
ry, but soon thoy will renew their
beauty and givo you plenty of flowers;
whilo, if you permit tho seed buds to
form, it will stop the blossoming in a '
groat degree. Theroforo, as each rose
lades, out it off; or better yet, cut it
whilo in its bloom.
From tho branches which aro pruned
now plants can bo raised. As a rule,
all cuttings should bo taken oil' just bo
low a bud or joint; and thoy should bo
selected from young growth rather
than from tho old whero the bark has
becomo hardened. Try to snap tho
branch. If it bends without breaking
it ia too old to grow easily; but if it snaps
oil at once it is iu tho right condition
to strike root quickly. Leavo one or
two buds above the bottom one, and
trim off twoormoroof tho lower leaves,
as they will wilt easily, and thus injure
tho cutting.
Clear sand kept very moiet is tho host
soil in which to strike cuttings, and
thoy can bo placed in a pot only an
inch apart, and put up in the shade for
a fow days. Warmth, an even temper
ature and mo'Sturo aro essential for
root-growth. It will tako from threoto
four weoks to dovolop tho roots, and
then tho plants can bo placed in rich
soil, with a littlo sand to lighten it, nnd
soon thoy will bo good, btocky plants.
Floral Cabmcl.
"Now, then, madam, pleaso look
steadily at this place on tho wall," said
a photogruphor to an old lady, when ho
had put hor in a position and tho plato
in tho camera. Tho old lady looked
hard at tho spot indicated, then got up
and walked across tho floor and
minutely inspected it, and then, turning
to tho photographer, gently remarked:
" 1 dou't see anything thero."