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THE BED CLUUD CHIEF.
HORIN St HPKINGEK, Ed, and Prop..
RED CLOUT).
NEBRASKA
Suppose.
apposing a youth, with bit heart In bis ya.
That ihone like the light of the beautiful akiei,
Should promlie to lore me through all of life.
And beggtdtbat I'd be bit own dear lltUewir
Ouen I would wouldn't you?
Camden Port.
Suppose tbat a girl with ber heart in ber clothee.
And ber bonnet shored down on the bridge of ber
nose.
Should go for your person and pocket for life.
To be a useless, expensive, and cambersone
wlfe-
Ouesj I wouldn't would you?
Reading Dispatch.
BREAD UPON THE WATER.
BY WILL S GRIBBLE.
She came slowly from the shadow of
the grand old cedars came out into the
opal sunshine of the September day.
And Vivian St Roy, from his seat upon
the veranda of the Catskill Arcade,
where he hcd passed the summer
months, watched her, and saw the grace
ful movements of her lithe, girlish form
noted the regal poise of her dark, dus
ky head, and wondered to himself why
fate had been so kind to her and fortune
so unjust For she was fair surpass
ing fair to look upon this ill clad girl
who came like a phantom from the
shadow of the cedars, with her deep,
dusky eyes and purple black hair.
She went straight down the mountain
path down toward the murmuring
lake, that lay like a sheet of shimmering
silver embedded amid a group of emer
ald arches at the foot of the mountain
Her hands were clasped tightly across
her heaving bosom.while her dusk, soul
ful eyes were turned toward the azure
sky. And thus Vivian St Roy under
stood it all ; the girl was going to her
death her doom.
He flung aside the paper he had been
reading, and dashed down the mountain
path, following in her footsteps, not
twenty paces behind.
She reached the bank, and then she
paused, while the broken fragment of a
prayer parted her quivering lips, then
the hands were thrown above the dusky
head, the waves parted, and she went
down. Vivian St Roy had come too
late.
He saw her body rise to the silvery
surface, trembling like an aspen, and
then disappear. It was time for action
and he must act He threw his coat to
the ground and then plunged into the
lake. Again her form floated like a vis
ion before his eyes. He dashed forward
with his arms outstretched, but she sank
again, and he clutched only the empty
air.
It was life or death now. Scarcely
daring to breathe, St Roy waited, and
at last the form rose agaia. In an in
stant he was beside it, and with a grip
as fierce as grim death itself, ne grasped
her throat just as she edied round before
the fatal death descent
He bore her to the shore, laid her gent
ly upon a bed of early autumn leaves,
and then, with all his might, he once
again began to battle back that enemy,
death. For n h.. Hca steadily,
and then the drooping eyelids quivered
and moved, and the mild, dark orbs
looked straight into his.
"Why did you save me?" she gasped
brokenly, sobbingly. "Why. oh, why,
did you not leave me to my fate V
"Did you want to die?"
"Want to die? Did I want to die?
Yes, oh yes I "Why did you rescue me ?"
She wailed out the last words with a
bitter sob, and buried her face in her
hands.
"Why did you want to die?" Vivian
asked, bending over hr quivering form.
Are you friendless?"
"I am friendless I am homeless!"
she sobbed wildly. "My parents died
long years ago. I am alone utterly
alone!" "What is your name?"
"Nisma Nisma Balfour. I am noth
ing but a childonly fifteen."
He looked at her in wonder; a strange,
strange name, and a stranger girl. For
a moment not a word was spoken, and
then St Roy broke the silence.
"If you could get a home would you
care to go to it?"
"Yes oh, yes r
She sprang from the ground and stood
beside him, while he took a note book
from his pocket, extracted a leaf, and
wrote:
"Elise The bearer is a homeless waif
and knowing your heart is always full
of pity for the unfortunate, I send her
to you, knowing you will gladly obtain
her a situation and a home.
Your brother, Roy."
"Take this," he said, when he had fin
ished, "and carry it to the" address des
ignated upon the envelope Mrs. Elise
Feelding."
"Stay," the girl broke in, hotly, "I'm no
fool I cannot read."
"Very well, then. Here are ten dol
lars, which will be sufficient to defray
your expenses and buy you a decent
gown. Good by."
She took the note and money in a
dazed sort of a way, and then caught St
Roy's hand and pressed it passionately
for a second; the next, her littleform
was speeding ever the mountain path,
and Nisma Balfour went out from the
old life into the new the life that lay
untried, all untried, before her. And so
they parted.
A beautiful woman. That was what
the world called Valena Charlewood.
She had burst upon it with all her hebe
like loveliness, and many a crowne J and
loyal head had knelt beneath the scepter
wielded by her beauty and her will. Yet
Valena Charlewood had never married,
although she was full five-and-twenty,
if not more.
She was one of those dark 'beauties,
with a dusky gleam in her starry eyes,
and purplish threads in her ebon hair.
She was sitting in the drawing room of
her Hudson home, this dark winter
AVAn;n & Hn nf amber silk falling
like a vein of sunshine about her per
fect form sitting and watching and
waiting for the hour that heralded Viv
ian St Roy's coming. She heard a pair
of crutches fall heavily upon the velvet
carpet Without a second later, the
noise ceased and a quick knock broke
the momentary silence.
She swung wide the door, and Vivian
St Roy came slowly in Vivian St. Roy,
not the strong, hpudsome, man of ten
years ago but Vivian St Roy, hopeless
ly lame, and miserably poor.
Five years ago, a train was carried
over an embankment. Few, very, very
few, escaped with their lives; less es
caped a life of helplessness. And then
another misfortune fell heavily upon
I him; his father failed and died a banK-
rupt and he was a beggar.
When the worst was known, he deci
ded to turn his artistic abilities into a
remunerative channel, and with that
intention he painted a tiny picture UA
mountain scene," they called it It was
the picture of a silvery lake, a towering
mountain, a man and a girl that was
all. And when Valena Charlewood saw
it she wept, and the world wondered
why.
Then she said to herself she would
like to paint like that to draw upon a
piece of canvas the living beauties of
the earth, and of the sky, and of the sea.
And that was why Vivian St Roy had
seen her so often during the last year,
and why he saw her to-day. She was
his pupil.
You look tired," shesaid, softly. "You
are overworking yourself, I fear."
The voice was as sweet as a linnet's
song, and it thrilled Vivian St Roy
through and through.
"The poor must work, Miss Charle
wood," he answered, "and I am misera
bly poor, even to beggary. Ah, if I were
but rich I"
She watched him narrowly. If he were
rich what then? Would it matter
aught to her?
"You do not crave riches," she said.
"But for one thing."
"And that?"
Could she not see he was suffering
suffering the intensest agony a man can
suffer the agony of a bleeding heart
and secret love.
"And that?" she repeated once more.
"Would make me your equal.Valena."
She laughed scornfully.
"My equal 1 Vivian St. Roy, you are
that now ay, even more, for I am far
beneath you I have been in the dust!"
She closed her glittering eyes in an
odd, graceful way that made him start
that brought back to him the faded,
broken memory of a day long, long
years ago, a glorious September day, glo
rious with its opal sunshine and crimson
trees, and of a tiny, dark faced girl who
lay half dead at his feet; it reminded
him of the pictures he had painted in
the darkest hours of his life, over which
beautiful Valena Charlewood had wept;
it reminded him of Nisma Balfour.
"You are lost in thought" she said,
unveiling her lustrous 2yes. "Of what
and whom are you' thinking?"
"Of Nisma Balfour."
She had risen to her feet, and was
standing, white and motionless, before
him
"Go on," was all she said, and be
obeyed.
"I rescued her, years ago, from death
and sent her to my sister. But she nev
er went to Elise. Perhaps after I left her
she again flung herself into the lake. It
was over her picture you wept
"And that is why I wept, Vivian St
Roy."
"Why?"
"Because I was Nisma Balfour!"
She was kneeling at his feet.
"You no no ! Not you," he gasped.
"Yes, it was L I was Nisma Balfour,
and the reason I never went to your
sister is this: an old, white haired wo
man met me on the train, and she
thought I resembled her child; perhaps
I did ; be that as it may, she adopted me,
and gave me that dead child's name,
and when she died made me her heir
ess!" He was dazzled almost beyond com
prehension, and she went on.
"Yes, I am lowly Nisma Balfour.
Years ago you tore me me from death's
embrace, and I have come to save you
from a life of weary toil from a life of
death. Vivian, I love you love you in
your misfortune and your weakness
He caught her in his arms,with a glad,
glad cry.
"Mine mine mine I"
"Yes, yours, she whispered, "yours
forever."
And so Valena Charlewood blessed
Vivian St Roy with her love. The
world called him a cripple; she called
him her king; and the bread he cast
upon the water has returned unto him
a thousand fold. Waverly Magazine.
Mr. Dana at Ninety.
Mr. Richard Henry Dana is 90 years
old to-day, and the country may well
mark the occasion with a red letter in
the calendar. The oldest of living
American writers, Mr. Dana was one of
the first born of them, and is one of the
most highly and justly esteemed. To
yery many of the present generation of
readers, he is indeed only a name, partly
because his literary working days ended
long ago, partly because the greater part
of his service to letters was rendered
indirectly. As editor of the North Atner.
ican Review, so long ago that only old
men think-of his editorship as a part of
the history of this generation, he wield
ed a power and exercised an influence
for good over- American literature the
extent of which iskpown only to stu
dents of literary history.' His prose and
poetry are still read, and will continue
to be read, by men of fine literary taste,
but he has written too little, and with
too little attention to the great public's
taste, to be -widely known among other
than scholarly readers! The high liter
ary quality of his work entitles him to
a foremost place in American letters
but its scantiness deprives him of "the
universal popular regard which hemight
have won with ease if lie had cared for
it Lowell long ago said of nim in the
'Fable for Critics," that he carried with I
him a "paulo post future of song," and
much of it was never brought into the
present tense.
It is a curious coincidence, worth no
thing perhaps, that Mr. Bryant's earliest
poem of importance, "Thanatopsis," was
published in a review of which Mr.
Dana was editor, while Mr. Dana's first
poms, "The dying Raven" and "The
Husband and Wife's Grave," were pub
lished in a review of which Mr. Bryant
was editor.
Mr. Dana's old age is a serene and
happy one. a sweet one, we may say.
which has brought with it no impair
ment of health or of spirits. His sight
is keen; his health is good; his mind is
as clear as ever. He is in a serene and
sunny autumn of life, with the strength
of body and mind to enjoy it keenly.
May the days of his Indian summer
be many and long, and full of rich, pur
ple sunshine. New York Evening Post,
Nev. 15. .
The Champion Fast.
Were it not that physicians are pro
verbially exact in all statements of
cases under treatment or brought with
in the range of their professional knowl
edge, the extraordinary narrative re
corded below might be peremptorily con
signed to the realm of "fishy yarns."
But surrounded as it is by personal
knowledge and professional veracity,
the reporter is disposed to accept it with
out question, and leave the reader to
settle his or her own mind upon the
more incredible points involved in the
case, and which are substantially em
braced in the accompanying condensa
tion of the statement of Dr. Amenzo
Moyer, whose office may be found at No.
254 Hennepin avenue.
According to Dr. Moyer's statement
as prepared lor the Medical Times, he
had occasion to ask the advice of an
other medical friend, named Dr. Tanner
during the latter part of the summer!
Drs. Moyer and Tanner called on a pa
tient in the night time, and upon their
return to the office, on Hennepin avenue,
Dr. Tanner complained of illness, and
retired to the sleeping apartment con
nected with Dr. Moyer's office. Here he
remained for ten days, and during the
entire time resolutely declined all prof
fered nourishment and limited himself
to cold water exclusively.
At the end of ten days Dr. Tanner con
sidered himself sufficiently recovered to
indulge in exercise in the open air, but
concluded to continue the fasting test,
in order to see how long human life may
be prolonged withoHt the use of any
nourishment whatever. He remained
in Dr. Moyer's office and was so contin.
uously under the observation of Moyer,
that the latter is positively convinced
that he did not take food surreptiously.
During the latter part of the test Dr
Tanner was daily examined by his
friend and associate, and exact records
of his symptoms were jotted down. Dr.
Tanner remained without food for just
forty-two days, and the only things used
during the time in the shape of nourish
ment or stimulant, were a daily walk in
the open air and a swallow of water
whenever inclination prompted a suf-'
flciently light diet for any purpose. To
ward the latter portion of the test unu
sual physical symptoms were discovered.
While Dr. Tanner did not show any ma
terial reduction in tissue or strength,
the action of the heart was visibly weak
ened and not the faintest trace of pulsa
tion could be discovered at the wrist.
With the appearance of this symptom of
a moribund condition, Dr. Tanner "re
turned to his feed" in precisely forty
two days after engaging in his extraor
dinary experiment. Dr. Moyer states
that he ate sparingly at first, but soon
developed an enormous appetite, such
as would prove an immediate ruin to
any well regulated church festival or
boarding house of limited capital. Grad
ually, however, normal habits were re
sumed, and the "patient" is now in his
normal health, ready for some other man
to begin the experience where he left off.
There are those who will call this
story "fiction," but witnesses of Its ver
acity may be found in Minneapolis du
ring office hours, and the reporter, in
justification of its reproduction in this
form, can only add that like the exper
iment recorded it had been undertaken
purely "in the interest of science.'' St
Paul Pioneer-Press.
An Islaad Ceded to France.
It is announced in the French papers
that after prolonged negotiations at
Stockholm, the Government of Sweden
and Norway has agreed to cede to France
the Swedish Island of St Bartholomew,
one of the West Indian Leeward Islands,
in return for a sum of 277,500 francs.
Pending the ratification of the contract
by the Chambers of the countries con
cerned, the white population of St Bar
tholomew has been consulted, and has
pronounced by a majority of 351 votes
against 1 in favor of the proposed trans
fer of the Island to France. The island
was originally settled by the French in
1648, and was ceded by them to the
Swedes in 1784. It is about eight miles
long, and varies from two to three in
breadth, its area being about twenty
five square miles. The population at the
present time is estimated at 2,800 souls.
In the interior the island is hilly, but its
highest point is less than 1,000 feet above
the level of the sea. It is in most parts
barren and sterile, cultivation being car
ried on in the valleys only. Vegetables
can always be obtained there, and a lit
tle cotin, sugar, tobacco, and indigo,
are also produced, but its only exports
are cattle and salt a considerable
commerce is, however, carried on with
the neighboring islands in general sup
plies. L Carenage, on the west side of
the island, is the only harbor, and close
by lies Gustavia, the principal town and
seat of government
We
are so presumptuous that we
wish to be known to all the world,even
to those who come'af terns, and we are
so vain that the esteem of five, or six
persons immediately around us is
enough to amuse and satisfy us. Pas-
cal,
HUMOROUS.
Woman always was a siren. Even the
five foolish virgins of Scripture, whose
lamps went out, did their best to
beg'ile.
A fanner when asked why he didn't
take a newspaper, said, "Because my
father, when he died, left me a good
many newspapers and I have not read
them all through yet"
An exchange says: "It is net good
taste for young men to stay after ten
o'clock when visiting ladies." Most
young men fail to detect any difference
in the taste after ten o'clock.
San Francisco has tried half-day
schools, and it has been found that the
scholars not only learn faster, but have
more time to kill cats and stone China
men. "At what age were you married?" she
asked inqusitively. But the lady was
equal to the emergency, and quietly re
sponded, "At the parson-age."
"The most stylish Black Hills gentle
men wear red flannel collars with a
big white button for a necktie." They
will doubtless add other things a3 the
weather gets cooler.
A traveler fond of narrating wonders,
declared heknew of a cane a mile long.
"Pray what kini of a cane was it?"
asked a bystander. "It was a hurri
cane." And now if somebody would go to
work and write a book about "That
Hired Girl of Theirs," we should know
a little something about the entire fam
ily. "Master at home?" "No, sir, he's
out." "Mistress home?" "No, sir, she's
out." "Then I'll step in and sit by the
fire." "That's out too, sir."
"You don't get any money out of me,
sir," said he as the man presented his
bill. "I'm a savings bank that's what
I am." And the creditor went discon
solately away.
A Lock Haven women pretended to
faint away in a crowd in order to hear
the comments of the men. One of the
men yelled out "Oh ! what an enormous
foot!" and the lady came to and tried to
kick him.
The following advertisement ap
peared in an English newspaper: "A
pianoforte to be sold, genuine Broad
wood, by a lady about to leave England
in a rosewood case on mahogany cas
tors." A young lady, in conversing with a
gentleman, spoke of having resided in
St Louis. "Was St Louis your native
place?" asked the genMemen. "Well,
yes, part of the time," responded the
young lady.
A little girl who had great kindness
of heart for all the animal creation, saw
a hen preparing to gather chickens un
der her wings, and shouted earnestly,
"Oh, don't sit down en those beautiful
little birds, you great ugly rooster!"
A Detroit boy stood an umbrella,
with a cord tied to it in a public door
way. Eleven persons thought that um
brella was theirs, and carried it with
them the length of the cord. They
then suddenly dropped it and went off
without once looking back or stopping
to pick it upafiain. -
"How is it," sura gentleman to Sher
idan, "that your name has not got an O
attached to it! Your family is Irish,
and no doubt illustrious.5' 'No family
had a better right to O than our family,'
said Sheiidan, "for we owe everybody."
A little girl, just able to talk, who had
often been reproved for eating the in
side of her pie and leaving the crust
was afflicted wilh a sore toe, and when
she was caught slipping her pie-crust
under her plate and 'called to account
for it, she demurely said, "but papa,
my tee's so sore to clay I can't eat crust'
Wife: "Well, Jones, judging from
your breath, I can't tell whether you
have been drinking whisky or whether
you have been swimming in it." Hus
band (reproachfully): "Hannah, don't
you hie love me me well enough to
gimme hie the benefit of the doubt?"
"A Scotch witness somewhat given to
prevarication, has recently given an ex
act and careful answer which ought to
oe appreciated oy lawyers or every
land. "How far is it between the two
farms ?" said the counsel. "By the road
it is two miles." "Yes, but on jour
oath, how far is it as the crow flies?"
"I dinna ken ; I never was a crow."
The Pall of Kara.
The capture of Kara by the Russians
is perhaps the most important victory
of the war, and invests that stronghold
with additional interest to the student
of history. It is a fortified city of Turk
ish Amenia, situated on a rugged
plaic, 6000 to 7000 feet above the sea, on
the river Arpa, 95 miles northeast from
Erzeroum. It is defended by ramparts
surrounded by a ditch, and has a strong
citadel, and some works on the hills
north of the city. It is a place of tran
sit for goods, and produce to and from
the interior and eastward. It has suf
fered much from the chances of war.
It formerly contained six thousand
houses, but the number has largely di
minished. The place was taken by the
Russian general Paskevitch in 1828,
and occupied for two years. In the
Russian war of 1854, it was garrisoned
by the Turks under the nominal com
mand of Vasif Pasha, really directed by
the Hungarian general Kmety (Ismail
Pasha) and the British General Sir
"William iTenwick Williams. It was
then besieged by a Russian force under
General Muravieff. After two months'
investment the Russians attempted tod
carry it by assult. Four times they
captured the redoubts, but being dis
lodged by the bayonet, they retired af
ter seven hours' flighting, leaving 8,000
dead. On the 29th of November the
place surrendered from famine; Gener
al Williasas, and other officers, and gar
rison were made prisoners. At the
close of the war the Russians gave up
the place in accordance with the treaty
of Paris. In the assault by which this
Turkish stronghold has been again cap
tured by 'the Russians, with a loss of
2,500, the Grand Duke Michael virtually
surrendered tile command to his chief
of staff. It was stormed in consequence
of the rashness of Monktar Pasha in ex
tending his lines beyond any possibili
ty or defence. The victory o;ns
the way for combined operations
upon Erzeroum and Batoum. Now that
Kara kas fallen, if Pievna should be
forced to succumb, negotiations for
peace will probably follow.
USEFUL KKCIPES.
Beefsteak. Always broil it Have it
cut half an inch or more in thickness.
If not tender, pound it; see that there
are plenty ef hot coals, and broil quickly
upon a gridiron, turningoften. My rule
is to broil twelve minutes, turning live
or six times. I'se beef-tongs to turn
with, as a fork will let out the juices
Take up on a platter, putting a little salt
and butter on each side of the steak.
Serve immediately.
Christmas MinceMeaL-Three pounds
of roast beef, five pounds of apples, one
pound of fresh beef suet two pounds of
raisins, stoned, one pound whole, two
pounds and a half of currants, half a
pound of mixed candied peel, the grated
rind of three fresh lemons, the juice of
two, two pounds of sugar, two nutmegs,
desert spoonful of mace, one of cinna
mon, one of allspice, one of ginger, one
of salt, a fruit sirup, and a pint of gold
en sirup boiled in two quarts of cider
until reduced one fourth, and then pour
over the whole. Of course the ingredi
ents are separately prepared, and after
ward thoroughly mixed.
Baked Ca b bage. Cabbages are cheap,
large and good this season, and to make
them palatable and eatable, we should
know of more ways of cooking than
boiling. An exchange recommends the
"baked," which is treated as follows:
"Boil a firm white cabbage for fifteen
minutes in salted water, than change
the water for more that is boiling, and
boil until tender. Drain and set aside
until cool, then chop fine. Butter a
baking dish and lay in the chopped cal
bage. Make a sauce in this way : Put a
tiblespoonful of butter in a pan ; when
it bubbles up well stir in one Uiblespoon
ful of flour, and one half pint of stock
and one half pint of water, both boiling.
Stir until smooth, season with pepper
and salt and mix well with it four ta
blespoonfuls of grated cheese. Pour
this over the cabbage, sprinkle rolled
cracker over it do it with lumps of but
ter and place in a quick oven for ten
minutes. This is almost as good as the
more aris'ocratis cauliflower when
cooked in the same manner."
Assassinations.
The record of attempted assassina
tions, says the London Times, goes to
show that they are rarely successful,
even when skilled men attempt the lives
of great personages. In 18.77 Pianorl,
who was subsequently guillotined, actu
ally seized the bridle of the emperor's
horse in the Champs Elysees.in spite of
innumerable police agents in private
clothes, who constantly accompanied
him in his peregrinations, and fired a
pistol a bout portant in his face. The
muzzle was so close that the shot burn
ed the mustache, but missed its aim;
and yet Pianori was reputed one of the
best shots in Italy and France, and had
practised constantly for two years. Or
sini's bombs were hurled at the emper
ors carriage before the Opera at a dltance
of four paces, and produced no effectex
cept that of killing several persons who
were standing at a considerable distance
from the carriage. The Pole Berexo
wski's attempt on the life of the emper
or of Russia, which took place in 1S0C.
during the Paris Exhibition, was made
under equally favorable circuimtmces
Berezowski fired almost from under the
wheels of the imperial carriage with a
six-barrelled revolver; but an equerry-in-ordinary,
M. Riimbault perceiving
the danger, made his horse rear, and the
bullet intended for the Emperor Alex
ander struck the animal in the chest
Even then the pistol was misdirected
and would have done no harm. Another
striking instance to the same effect was
presented by young Blind's attempt on
the life of Prince Bismarck. Blind was
a first-rate marksman he had won the
Wimbledon cup and although he dis
charged the six chambers of the revol
ver while grappling with the German
chancellor, none of them took effect.
There are many more instances of at
tempted political assassination, admir
ably contrived and executed by fear
less persons, which have one and all
failed on account of momentary emo
tion when the deed was being attempt
ed. Madame Bonaparte.
Until very lately on occasional fine
days a venerable lady, much bent in fig
ure, but with an air of distinguishment
about her, might have been seen walk
ing slowly down Charles-street avenue,
leaning on the arm of a young and hand
some man of medium height, squarely
built figure and dark complexion. There
was something so out of the commo
about the couple that passers-by who did
not know them stopped to take a second
look and wonder who they were. People
who were well acquainted in the city
stopped also and remarked one to an
other, "There are Madame Bonaparte
and her grandson." The venerable lady
was the widely renowned Madame B
naparte, and her escort was Charles
Jerome Bonaparte, her grandson, a ris
ing member of the Baltimore bar. Re
cently the distinguished lady, now nine
ty odd years of age, has become very
feeble, and does not venture out of doors ;
and there are grave apprehensions that
her romantic and eventful career is fa3
approaching its close. The outlines of
her curious history are well known.
As lady Morgan has aptly said, "She be
longs to history; she lived with kings
and princes, philosophers and artists;
there is about her a perpetual curios ty
and romance." Baltimore American.
California's wool growth is becomig
one of her greatest industries, the ex
port last year having been over 50,000 -000
pounds, worth 18,000.000. There are
several wool-growers who own from 30,
000 to 40,000 sheep each.
GK.MS OF THOUGHT.
Wtiathavfkincslti.il pnv.iiea have
not too, save ceremony. Mi ikspvu
What succeeds, we keep, and it t
comes the habit of mankind. Theodore
1 irker.
Womn can less easily surmount '
their coquetry than their passions.
Rochefoucauld.
It is pleasant to see a notorious prof
ligate siezed with a concern for religion.
Addison.
Ever)' base occupation make one
sharp in its practice, and dull in evtry
other. Sir P. 5idney.
The truly valiant dare everything but !
doing any other body an injury. ir I
Sidney.
Fire and sword are but slow engines
of destruction in companion with the
babbler. Steele.
God pardons like a mother, who ktss
es the offense into everlasting forget
fulnes. Beecher.
The light in the world cornea princi
pally from two sources the sun and
the student's lamp. Bovee.
The two best rules for system of rlu
toric are: first, have something to say.
and next, say it George Emmons'
Every man's vanity ought to be his
greatest shame, and every man's folly
ought to be his greatest secret
Quarlea.
It life, like the olive, m a bitter fruit,
then grasp both with the press and
they will afford the sweetest oil. Klch
ter. f
Nothing is so oppressive as a secret;
and I know even in this matter a good
many men who are women. I .a Fon
taine, On what strange ground we build
our hopes and fears!
Man's life is all a
mist and in the dark our fortunes meet
us. Dryden.
Deep is the sea, and deep is hell, but
pride mineth deeper; it is coiled as a
poisonous worm about the i foundation
of the soul. Tupper.
Wealth hath never given happiness,
but often hastened misery. Enough
hath never caused misery, but often
quickened happiness. Tupjer.
AVe paint our lives in fresco. The
soft and fusile plaster of the moment
hardens under every stroke of the
brush into eternal rock. Sterling.
The most accomplished way of using
books at present is to serve them as experiment am! others of a similar na
some do lords, learn their titles, and tr' wr, attempted. The lailure of
then boast of their acquaintance.
Swift
It is beauty that doth oft make wo
men troud; it is virtue that doth make
them most admired ; it is modesty that
m;kes them seem divine. Shaks-
p"sre.
Wo sleep, but the locmof life never
stops; and the pattern which was weav
ing when the sun went down is weav
ing when it comes up to-morrow.
IJeecher.
What poetical suicide and sublime de
spair might have been prevented by a
timely dose of blue pills, or the offer of
a loge aux Italient. Sir Gharlef Mor
gan. Tears, except as a private demon
stration, are an ill disguised expression
of self-conciousness and vanity, which
is inadmissable in goad society.
Holmes.
Pride is like the beautiful acicia,
that lifts its head proudly above its
neighbor plants forgetting that it too.
like them, has its roots in the dirt. IJo
vee.
To know a man, observe how he wins
his object, rather than how he loses it;
for when we fail, our pride supjwrts us
When we succeed it betrays us. Col
ton. Man carries under his hat a private
theatre, wherein a greater drama is act
ed than is ever performed on the mimic
stage; beginning and ending in eternity.
Carlyle.
It is impossible to diminish poverty
by multiplication of effects, for, manage
as we may, misery and suffering will al
ways cleave to the border of superfluity.
.Tacobi.
He that discovers himself till he hath
made himself master of his desires, lays
himself open to his own ruin,and makes
himself prisoner to his own tongue.
Qaaries.
Life is the jailer of the soul in this
filthy prison, and its only deliverer, is
death; what we call life Is a journey to
death, and what we call death is a pass
port to life. Col ton.
To the disgrace of men it is seen that
there are women Inth more wise to
judge what evil is expected, and more
constant to bear it whn it is h ippsnel.
SirT.Sidaey.
It requires a great deal of badnesn
and a great deal of caution to make a
great fortune; and when you have got
it it requires ten times as much wit to
ln O DnknK(M
VT r iW"r; u . . k
Put a man into a factory, as ignorant J
now to prepare raoncs as some teacners
are to watch the growth of juvenile
minds, and what havoc would be made
of the raw material. Horace Mann.
It is with nations as with individuals,
those who know the least of others
think the highest of themselves; for
tne wnoieiamuy or priae ana ignorance
ire incestuous, and" eventuallv bezel '
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each other. Colton.
Vanity is the natural weakness of an
ambitious man, which exposes him to
the secret scorn and derision of those
he convenes with, and ruins the char
acter he is so industrious to advance by
it Addison.
A ineoiogyorwarwun me laws oi
physical nature would be a battle of no
i
doubtful issue. The laws of our spirit
ual nature give still less chance of suc
cess to the system which would thwart
or slay them. Charming.
Do not then, train boys to learaingly
force and harshness; but direct them to
it by what amoves their minds so that
you may be the better able to discover
with accuracy the peculiar bent of the
genius of eah. Piato.
A resolution that is communicated is
no longer within thy power; thy inten
tions become now the plaything of
'chano'. U? who wou kirtt cWfn-
j m.iml c?uuly carreM mit mmm kik
nrnn by or)rt'. OfiUxk.
H who nwM anuKl Ur tav a
Jhan.
W'bn n lrinl man. IniwtcKtl
wJUi hs r-iv!Ur. tnkn n Ar 4p tn
lli w.irM. u i vrr all fnlw lt.
if I " Lik4 counvi f hw tA. ho ma,t
the r-tt of nevr loow!) tn htt pca
jvtv -"? Kvr'mfwl
l,hK.Si.l.
(I n. ttut'.er ha. en;rM tx dHTlt rwr.
Stanley Is rtvtt! u rwh jmmn
I in a few weeks.
It is said ih.il !-w!r ltitrdcU-Amtt li
! an old m.liil twsictt it.r rirU- mii.1.1
the attentions of suitor ntttpk Unnx. Snr
was much aunoyiti by perai.ttr.at -lovers"
in her e.trly life.
Although Hiram Towers Lt tleiiJ, w-r
a rveeut letter from liorec th busi
ness of the .stiMtu still ro'itinuc mnlrr
the direction of his jum. Mr. I.mguxrtii
Fowers, in comitvlton with the widow
. -f the senior Powers. The srtilptom
, are Messrs. Preston ami !.nngworth
, Powers, the two sous, both of whom la- 1
herit a talent for the art.
The :is-rlion that ex-CIov. Ooimrn. of
, Maine, Is the latgcst land owner In the
J I'llltnd Slate. Us iltjtl!rd in f'avor of
I Wihton Winhlushim.of New York. ho
owns tVvi,Csj Henw in one Ut on the.
Canadian ltivrr In New Mexico. ;md
enough more in otlur purtn of the suntn
Territory to make a total of l.SM,fo
ocren, or more than twice nuvny iwt
are claimed for Mr. (.'oburn.
The finest plantation In Citatemala
belongitoMr William Nelson. an Amer-
ican. of Scotch origin. Although (Jim-
temala is a Republic, the (I tvermuenl
is dfSjHttic in character. The lalnirers,
by being always in debt to the planters,
iNVOtne practically their slave, the law
demanding work until the dtlt t em
ail led.
Allt-rt Brisbane, the most eillctenl
worker in the cause of Fourlertsm du
ring t'te f.i i. ous agitation of that prin
ciple thirty j ears ago. Is aUmt to sail
for Kuroi'e. piolt.ttily not to return. Ho
espoused fcoc'.allsm forty ennt ago. and
t soon hec.uu" a sort of monomania
with !. Mil. ami it was largely owing to
his II trts thai the f.imoiM It rook Farm
these undertaking and the defection of
all his old friend and disciple- have not
quenched his faith.
Mr. Conger, the witty Congns.iman
from Michigan, has a love history which
is quite remarkable. His preaeul wift
was his first love, but they quarreled
and each married. Twenty years after
ward, he, a widower, was In Congress,
anil Hhe, a widow, sat in the galler and
listened to him speaking. It was tin-
first time they had met since they Iwul
their lovers' quarrel. She sent her curd
and invited him to call on her. which
he promised her to do if he might vlslL
her as he used in the 1 tys of their
youth. Her consent waseisilyobuint!
the old love revived, and they were mimjii
married.
IUewin;c Out the (ta.
A singular casualty happened at the
St .Fames IL!el on Monday eviwlug,
which, but for a timely discovery. woiild
have resulted fatally to on of the. lady
guests of the house a miss Pryor. of
Illinois. The lady was on her way to
Kansas, where she was to be married,
and, after spending the day with some,
friends, retired for the night. Some, -hours
late-, one of the Ixdl Iniys of tin
house, while passing along the passage,
noticed a strong .smell ol gas, and an In
vestigatinii was set afoot which remitted
in the forcing open of Mist Pryor's
chamber, which was discovered to be,
nearly full of gas, while its occupant
was found to be in an Insensible condi
tion. The lady was removed V another
room and Dr. Kennard was immediate
ly sent for, who set energetically to work
to restore his patient to animation. At
first It seemed as though his efforts wero
doomed to meet with failure, but ho
persisted for two hours, at the end of
which time the lady regained her con-
sciousness and was pronounced by tho
doctor to be out ot danger. As soon as
she was strong enough to talk, she sta
ted, in answer to a question, that -.he ha1
blown out the gas light in her chamber,
a feat which would hardly be exp-cted
of a ninetnth century young laly.
St. Louis Globe Democrat.
ObeiiA. S
Only forty two otvluks are known to
I exist. At Karnak four are standing and
two prostrate. Nine more are prostrate
i at S-ian. One stand at I 'lithe. Twelve
j are at Home, the LirgeJt one of thern
being at the Church of M. John Iate-
I ran. Florence contiins two. and Vavu
Aries, Constantinople.
Ufa country th,re ;in; ,
one each. lj
four two at th
British Museum, ons at Alnwick Cas
tle, and the fourth at Kingston I.acy.
Dorsetshire, brought over by Mr. Wm
Banks, a friend of Lord Byron. The
obelisk now on its way to England wa3
the companion of the one still stinding
at Alexandria, to which it h.ul bwn
"''"' i.ui v.. ..UN
transported from On. Though named
after Cleopatra. itJ! erection at the Tern-
. . ... ....
pie oi i.a;iar uiu not v&kk piace unui luo
eighth year of tne r-;ign of Augustus,
and several years after the death of the
Qaeen. AbJul Liteel say3 the obelisk
stood in his time twelfth century.
1mdon Examiner.
The I'ni Presbyterian Church of
'Scotland lias bmght the Klmburgh
hl
Theatre forSllV. Inteudm
to use it
for a hall for the Svcod and for the
Theological SshooL
The American IJoard of Commission
ers for Foreign Missions have now a
church of 175 members at Guadalajara,
Mexico, It was here that a American
missionary was killed by a mob a few
years ago.
The managers of the Southern Meth
odist Publishing House, at Xashvdle
Tennessee, are trying to fund its debt
by issuing bonds to the amount of 3159,-
000.
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