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I ' I i & PALLAS-ATHENE. Done Otw for VeHi of Jaly. IWritten for This Paper.) )OHN BULL tear ace had a naia is bis bnsd. Such a terrible pam that it seat him to bed. Aad there be lay groan ing from morals til1 nteht: While hither aad thither, ia nervous at fright. Ran aarses aad quacks with their plasters aad pot ons. With strife incoherent aad conflict of no tions. As always, when doctors aboaal very thick. The patient Krew momently more and mora sick. Till finally they were constrained to agree One thing might releire him a strong cap of tea. W:th wild Incantations aad desperate haste They made it and sweetened it up to his taste. Then rushed to his bedside, plnmb fall of ad vice. And poured the hot flood down his throat la a trice; "When lo ! from a crack ia his cranium's top -Our Goddess of Liberty sprang with a bop. All clad in the g irmeats of w-sdom aad might. With a loud martial about and a screech of do- l'ght. Poor Johnny fell over, as scared as a goose. Quacking something or other about the abuse," "While a mad exclamation that rhymes with the same "Fell oft from his lips ia a way scarcely tame: But the gods high ia council, they greeted the maid. Declaring she shouldn't be cast in the shade By her brow beating governor, aot if they knew it. He'd better lie low.or he'd certainly rue it 'The old gent recovered, made up with k!e daughter, And gave her a free passage over the water. The years came aad went, aad his confident grew; He'd let her sling, sometimes, her thunder bolts, too; Supply her with weapons of goodly advice. And thouKh they cost nothing, they always were nice. Now when she does something remarkably fine He smiles in a way that is sweet and benign. And, chucking her under hor chin,' exelaims: "Ah, Sly beauty, how much you resemble your pa!" And when he is very good-natured, you know. He will joke just a mite of the time long ago, "When he thought in his soul be should certain ly die Of that pain ia his head on the Fourth of July. JyuA H. Thatkb. IN WINTRY WOODS. Romantic Tale of One Fourth of July. IWritten for This Paper.1 V can't fool a kid. Mows, and they hain't no use o' talk in'.Thc fust timel sees him an her together I sets it all dowa in my mind that they was jest the niftiest couple as ever walked inter tho mission. Te 'member them days I were a reglar per feshnai bootblack "&hinn nm un yesavey, and no more dreamed o' bein' "tiger'' to a fine lady than you kids dream o' bein' Governer. Bet I yurned my place, . my honies, and don't you forget it! As I was sayin', whoa I see them two 'beeyootiful creachera a-walkinide by aklo dnter the mission one a teacher o hoys an' one a teacher o' gals 1 jest sets in my mind that God mado them two fur each other, sure and I haiat got bo reason to change my 'pinion as yot. " I alius loved him he was so grand, aad tall, and stronglookia', and fur all his grandness and tallness aad strong-lookin- ness, thar was that gentle, sweet, kind -way he had as 'ud make a kid wanter lay his poor, little, lonesome head agin tho beeyootiful black shoulder, aad jest stay -there all night I done that very thing wunst honest ilnjen, kids, I axshaliy done it and I saint surprised atyer 'ston- ished looks; 'cause I were ao lifted clean outen myself by the heaven I dreamed of comln' true that I clean forgot who I were and where I were, aad that my aarae was only Tim Lea I didn't think o' aothin' but mother, and Heaven, aad angels, and - all them kind o' thoughts for he hold me close and soft aad easy, jest liko mother lister, and I forgot the awful pain ia my broken leg. and was 'most glad I broke it if I could keep on layia' there so close in his .anus and touch his fino clo'se with my cheek, and breath tho sweet stuff on his Jiankychiff! And she kem over, too, aad looked awful solemn and pityful at me, and ax mo how I kem to slip right offea the Mission steps, .-and how thick were tho ice there aad why weren't it shovoled off t I couldn't answer her, 'cause I didn't know nothin about it; but I watched the perty eyes a media his, and his eyes a turnin' away with a qweerish took in 'em that haint never lost on a kid like mo. I knowed from that moment he loved her; but he were so simple, somehow, liko a in nercent child that he never made her read the riddle in his eyes gee, but they was -daisies, kids! Great big brown eyes that Jest melted alter pieces with aothia' but the warmth that kora a wcllin' up from his .geaer's heart! How soft he spoke ter me how gentle he "touched my poor broken leg; aad when I -writhed his chin, that looked liko one that I wunst saw onter a marhto stature ia a dime museyum, shivered aad shook like a hurt thing. Oh, he were a darlia' I And when I were -all well again aad oaten the hospital, I lister watch f ut him ea his own partickler home-comiu' street aad make aim let me give him a shine fur a present and he'd smile and pat my red head aad jest let me .do whatever I wanted tor with -fcis elegant loots. , Han'some? Not any leastways he -weren't han'some in the same curly way her really truly beau were. His mustaches didn't have no filligree triamin's at the ends ner his hair go a wavin'froa the middle of his head ia slick scallops; nor lie didn't wear no shinia' pale-blue nock-tie, ner snort yaller leather gloves with black stitchin' all down the outside oh, ao; yer 1 kin betcher sweet l tie Beaura't! ue'd never fee obleeged ter have ter dipead sech -make-ups as them fur Ms lao looks aot by a good deal! He were jest plain aad honest good lookin' ; and his heart were as perty as his big brown eyes far he showed it every day of bis life, while the other teller hid his'n sech as it were under his ctriped silk wescut Every Sunday at the Mission I see 'em, all through the cold spring and tho late omin' summer; aad the more I sees 'em the more I watches their goia's oa; aad I .uonhA haint cometoevea guess ho loves SaesjSSs-5 m&&xm fin Jmt U2a blaaw aad Is jest tee laaarceat and back'ard to up a tell nerso; bat, jeeminy, if the ether foliar Paint got the glitterin' brass on his cheeks! He jest shinnies 'round and is all grins and perlite bows and makes a pertendance at teachin' us fellars at the Mission, and we kids know as much as he do and gives him seen points on religious questions as stag gers tho moke. But ho keeps on a readin' Scripter ter us, though we kin see he could kill every last one of us cheerful enough; and all 'cause the bleeves in sech goin's on. and ho has a eye on the rich young woman as kin afford to ride them kind o' hobbies. And when the Fourth of July is perty nearly here, the rich young woman says as bow she's goin' ter give us kids a picnic in the Wintry woods. Ole Job Wintry's her uncle and she's his sole, airss, and she "kin do jest what she wants ter with both of 'em. And she tells the lady and gentle men teachers of the Mission that she shall expect 'em to help her "entertain the lambs of her little flock;" and I see the curly wolf a bowin' and a scrapin' and I makes up my mind to stay close by tho fold and not git alone with Aim in the Wintry weeds! The fellar that runs the weather racket were kind and perlite as chips that Fourth of July. Such sunlight and big pink clouds and shinin' waters and soft warm winds! I kep' close ter my teacher, and bis lovin kind eyes kep' lookin' so glad down inter my face, that, somehow, I felt he was goin' ter do some pleasant thing fur me; and then and there I made up my mind if the chance came I'd do somethin fur him. The whole caboodle of us were driv out in 'busses sech a jolly percession of 'em! But she and the curly fellar went flyin' 'long past us in a stylish buggy bitched onter two spankin' showy gray nags her TIIANK VOL', JIM.' owa turnout, yer mind, kids. Then a little cloud kem up, somehow, at sight of 'cm. and I see it settle over my dear teacher's watchin', wistful eyes; and I filed a vow on top o' tother one that I'd just go right to her and toll her my 'pinion o them two lovers o' hern. Seemed like sho didn't have nobody to tell her nothin', or she'd a never wasted no time on that hifalutin' dandy. O' course her ole aunt were alius a trapes in' along with her a whiein' and goin' on ridicklous; but she were worse than jest nobody at all; 'sides, I knowed she d rather have the curly man, any day, fur his looks. The wintry woods was cool and green and chuck full o' dancin' lights and shad dcrs, and the air in it were sweeter than the lovely stuff on my teacher's Sunday hankychiff. I breathed so deep, kids, that I 'most got tipsy on the smell o' the spicy woods I wanted ter yell, and howl, and roll over and over in all the loveliness. And I dues roll over; and 'cause the air was so cool, and the shadders so deep, and the grass so soft I falls sound asleep. And when I gets ter dreamin' I thinks I hears her a talkin' soft and quiet like aad a arguin' this away and that; and, will you b'leeve me, fellers, when I opened my eyes, lo, if they weren't somebody talkin' right on the opposite aide o' the big tree I were a layin' under and it were her voice! "It is true." I heered her a sarin', "it is true that I have known yon for quite a while, Mr. Montressor, aad that I have every reason to think you are aa upright and honorable gentleman, but the question you have asked me is one that I can not answer, I fear, without giving yoaaaia " "Ah, do not say that Miss Wintry!" kids, it were the curly man a holdia forth. "Think how dark my lifo wilt become without your sweet presence I All will be a blank to me, and my heart will be crushed feed broken! Oh, Miss Wintry, I have longed for this hour I have lived in the sweet consciousness that my suit was not displeasing to you that my lore would surely win love in return, and that " Fellars, I coulda't help it I got so scairt fcarin' she would up and lisscn approovin' ter that perty speech o' his'n, that I jest gave one awful yell like a Injun in a fit! My yell had two twin echoes Mister Montressor and Miss Wintry jest screeched like all possessed, and the curly dude 'fore he got the right lay o' land azshul ly struck out and run! I crawled round through tho green ferns and grass to whore she were a sittin', and axed her pardon fur scarin' her, humble enough; but she jest laughed hearty, and put her dazzlin' white hand on my red top-knot and says: " I thank yon, Jim; you have done me a great service!" and laughed again. "Miss Wintry," says I, a kneelia' close beside her dress of perty white stuff that was a layin' like foamin' billows all round her, "Miss Wintry, don't lissen to that man no more; he hain't wuth one sweet glance o' yer perty eyes. Turn yer 'ten tion to one who loves yer as the flowers loves the dew one who is as innercentand back'ard as the vi'lets thoirselves, and who wouldn't dare ter speak out his love like that speechify in' dandy, 'cause its too great and holy and" "Boy," and I heerd a little tremble in her soft voice, " of what are you speaking! By whose authority" "Don't know what that means, 'urn, but Fa speakin' of my teacher, Mister John Gray." "And can not he speak for himself!" she says, unconscious like. "It seems as if he can not, 'am; and " "There that will do. You are a good boy and I like you, Jim, and I wish I wish that what you imagine were really true!" And, Kids, she looked away off through the wintry woods with a soft mist in her beeyootiful eyes, while her perty hand smoothed my brow like the touch of a lovin' little white cloud. I think she f urgot uk both fur a minute or two, f nr she kep' a pattin' me and a talkin' soft to her self: " As flowersflove the dew backward as a violet and why! Because no, that will not serve for an excuse this is the nineteenth century and the man is a cow ard!" "Who's a coward. Miss Wintry!" says I, a jumpin' onter my teet "Your teacher, John Gray!" "That's not true!" I says, stung at her words, yet not exactly understandin' 'em. " He's the bravest man that ever breathed, and you will have to say so before the day is ended you. Miss Wintry, who haiat half good enough fur him no, ner no woman that lives !" Kids, I left her there with her face hid in bar hands not crjtuV but lookin' like a cStVfnr ,0it i hurt child. 1 were awful sorry; but she made me too mad fur me to want ter stay a minute more nigh her. John Gray had got tobearenoeuV What could be be mode ter do that 'ud show her he were brave and darin' ! I went off by myself and thought it all out; then went and found my dear teacher. "Mister Gray," says I, whispcrin', "you done me lots o' good turns, and if you'll jest foller my lead mebbe I kin do you a couple er so." "All right Jim," says he. laughin' "I never take a dare what's to be donei" " Oh, nothin' jest now. Only keep close ter Miss Wintry all day long fur 5n thing, save and 'ceptin' the times need yer help. Promise me ye won't git riled at what I does, no matter how reckless it 'pears ter yrM." " Pleasant conditions to bejrin with, Jim; it's a bargain ) promise. My boy, there's a fierce light in your blue eyes what sort of storm does it betoken!" "Like nuff via kin tell me when the thun der and lightnit's over, sir?" And then I leaves him a-Iaughin', and perceeds on the strict quiet ye mind, fellors to climb a tall tree near to where they was begin nin' to spread out a galorious lunch. I takes a stout piece o' rope up with me (it kem from 'round the crockery box) and makes it fast to a long bent limb. Then I slips the other end 'round my own body, safe and fast catches my jacket up over, a twig I broke off on perpose, and perceeds to hang there in the air leastwise that's what I 'pear to be doin' ter the folks below. With one direful shriek I call fur help I pertend ter see nothin' nor nobody but Mis ter Montrissor, and I howl for Kim ter come up and help me 'fore I perish. He looks up with his mouth so full o' cheese and erackers that I 'most spoil my actin' and laugh out loud. But he didn't move anywheres near the tree, you bet, and Miss Wintry screams: "Oh, save the child!" At these words off goes one man's coat and John Gray is shinnin' up the tree like mad, and in a twinklin I am jerked up onter the limb. ''You little monkey!" says he, a breathin' and a pantin'. " You kin bet I wished I irere," says I, a wbitpenn' back; " for monkeys have got a soft snap of it a wnsppin' thoir tails rouad limbs o trees I had ter use (Afe," and 1 showed him the rope that kep' me from fallin'. " By all that's marvelous" "Don't ye git excited, sir; it's the fuM trick and you jest foller my lead all day and we'll come out ahead that's all! " We slid down the big tree and was met by all the picnickers with cries of joy. I kep' my face straight, and when ?i kem up and clasped his hand I saw the blood go a flyin' to his honest face, and he turned away, shy and silent It were a rip-snortin' good dinner, fel lars, and no mistake. We, bein' the lions, eat the lion's share leastways I did. But I managed to git through it 'fore any o' the others. You kin bet I didn't slight nothin' I rom sanditches ter pie; but I got through fust, as I were a tellin' yer, and went sneakin' off towards where them two grays was a uiunchin their noouay oats, rney was tied to a couple o' saplins', and it weren't long 'fore I were on the back o' the friski est looking one of 'm and a goin' it slam- bang through tho wcyls. I hed a good safe grip on the short rein, kin tell youv fel lars; and I knowed what I were about The harness were all on, trim and trig, and aothin' less'n partin' with his own hide Would a throwed me! I haint rid the trick mule at the circusses, I haint, fur nothinT! Yet I 'magine I must a looked perty scari fied as I kem a yelpin past the picnic party at a fearful gait lookin' all the world like the wax Mazepper I seen at that same mu syum last summer only I were 'live and kickin' ! Kickin'l Wei), I should remark and a thrashin' out with my best leg like mad and succeedin' 'mazin' well in my ob jeck which were ter frighten the nag clean outen his senses! Clean outen the woods we rushed like the wind, and when I'd got out o' sight behind a little bill I pulled him cleak square round ter stabbord and went gollopin' back agin. They was all lookin' anxious toards where I disappeared, and John Gray wore ready fur me (as I knowed he would be) , a comin' ter meet me on tother gray nag. I yelled " help!" so you could a beared me a plumb mile, and on kem John Gray toards my poor scairt beast O' course he cotch us easy as wink but it looked like a wild West show fur he rode like Wild Bill and I yelled like a Comanche! When we was a quietin' down and trottin' passive up ter tho place where their dinner was a-waitia' for them poor 'bused bosses, I says: "Trick number twooh, we're a-doin' beeyootiful!" "You little rascal what are you up to!" "I'm up lo my knees, in catnip, if yer please," says I, as I slid down from my foamin' steed and sniffed at the sweet smell o crushed leaves. Some performance of congratulatin' us both. Some claspin of John Gray's hand by her perty white one. Some blushin' and turnin away of eyes but more light in hern and a softness and sweetness that were encouragin' to behold. All us kids run like wild through the Wintry woods. They was a perty little stream called Silver creek, 'cause it were so clear and ripply. Jest a stone's throw from the place dinner were eaten the creek got wider 'n' made a dandy place to row a skiff in. Bight on the banks of this stream we all shot off fire-crackers fur hours, pack after pack, kids; hiyi, but weren't it fun on the half-shell! I 'most f urgot my avengin' business in the high ole times I were hevm', and 'tweren't till I put yellow ix a bumble-bee's sest. of the little spit-fires into a tin can that I see my way clear ter make a p'int I fills a sardine box nearly full of fire-crackers, pressed down the bent lid and slips it slyly inter the gaping pocket of the curly Mon tressor, who sits close by Miss Wintry a' holdin' her bambersol over her head and a hanging onter every syllabub she soys, waitin' his chances, like snuff, ter go over the same peiiaveria' I nipped in the green, green bud earlier in tho day. It were the neatest fit, kids, yer ever seen, and thanks ter that same parashoot he were holdin', ho never see me gottln' in m work I skvaacd. up a, vraveatoat "LIKE A tree and watched fur ths fust t u new skit Dreckly the fun begun the Tus cotch on and sech a scairt man ye never hoern tell on! Give you my word he danced round liko a feller in a bumble-bee's nest a yellin' fit ter kill ! Hurt him I How could it! The crackers was all inside the tin box and though it did sound perty lively it couldn't hurt him. Well, he performed like a rooster with his head off a tryin' to git some one to help him and nobody a knowin' what on earth were the matter. Bimebye John Gray cotch on and marched up ter the screamiu' Montressor and begun ter take his tony summer coat offen him, laughin' so hard that the tears went rollin' down his face. Miss Wintry, when she found there weren't no danger laughed, too though she tried ter be perlito .and sym pathizin'. But her laughin' were too much fur the curley swell, and he got so outra geous mad he dove into tho heart o' the woods and cut across country to the nearest station and went home 'thout so much a by yer leave! There were a little skift pa the brink called the '-Undine," or 'some sech heath enish sort of a name, and I rowed myself out inter the stream. 'Twere'most time ter be a-goin' home, fur the sun bad gone clean down-behind some shoomack bushes on the top of the high hill near by, and the frogs and the katydids began to croak louder fur the night. There were only ono thing more ter be done intheavtngin' line, and I done it I began ter rock the tipsy little craft-os 1 stood up on the seat in tho very middle of the boat, and when I got her into full swing, jest gave one unearthly cry and upset her before their eyes. Down I went like a regular shot and there I stayed till I knowed they must be gettin' clean crazy about me. I hadn't paddled 'round our docks at home fur nothin' no more 'n I'd ride thetrict mule every chance I'd git and I jest kep' under water till I could'nt stand it no longer, then bobbed up sereenly kerslap agin John Gray's arm. I knowed he'd be there and I jest played faint and laid as limp and still as I could over his strong right arm. "Are you crazy, boy what hate you done this for!" I heerd close into my car. "Fureffeck," I whispered without openin' my eyes." I kin swim like a whale, boss, but you jest hold onter me and lag me ashore. When you git me thar roll me fur more effeck, and I'll come to." He were very obejint And when I, slow and solemn-like, oiiened my eves, there stood Miss Wintry a cryin' over us both. I see she cried most over John Gray, who never were in no danger, and took ter wnngin' him out now this drippin' sleeve, now that, and adeclariu, between breaths, that he were the bravest man she ever saw! ArenjetV Well, fellars. the other gentleman there hitched the hosses up in a hurry, bundled us wet folks inter the stylish wehickle, and fte told John Gray to drive as fast as he could ter ole Job Wintry's and wait thero fur her. My teacher were rigged up in a ole suit o' Job Wintry's and I were fixed up in togs jest like this very same harness, kids-braid down the pants, brass buttons and all. Then I heerd how the 'busses kem aad took the other kids home. The ole uncle sent his big keeridge over fur Miss Win try and her aunt, his sister. And then we stayed all night and there I'm stayin' jrit So's John Gray. Yer never see any thing work so s?ink as them schemes o mine! When Miss Wintry kem softly inter the great hall whore a fire had aeen made ter warm and dry us, she went straight over to where John Gray sat and stood before him. He jumps up when he sees her there, but she makes him jist sit right down again, ami fetches a little stool from the corner herself and sits down 'most like it was at his feet "Do you know," says she, ia sech a trcmblin' voice-, "that a little fairy a brownie came to me in the woods to-day! Ah, I thought not! And he told me so many things told me-of a great soul, so brave, and tender and true yet so modest with al, that he dared not give-utterance to the one wish of hi heart r Who loves a kin dred being, the brownie said, as flowers love the dew; who is backward as a violet, aad for whom Miss Wiatry is not half good enough no, nor any other woman that lives!" Miss Wintry "That is what the brownie said, sit I And when I called the man a coward tor his silence, this fairy rebuked me and said I should take it all back as I do, John Gxay, as I do now, with a thousand apol ogies for the wrong I have done you ia my heart!" "Hooray, "I yells, "ifsall comin out jest like a dime- novel herowine and all! Haint ye goin' ter answer her. Mister Gray!" With all my heart. Tun. when you have given me a chance. But but 1 fear 1 de not understand7 "How hard yoo make it for me Jomf Well, thero weren't much trouble after that I kin tell yen Aad I been "tiger" for Missus Gray ever since that day two years ago, with money o' my own in bank and a yearly liberal 'lowanceo' crackers 'n torpedoes te celebrate the anniversary of that Fourth o' July, when my master, John Gray, followed my lead! Eva Best. We AH Have Oar laflaeaeew Some persons fall discouraged on the highway of life, because they can not be this or that great or eminent person. Why not be willing to be themselren Jo person who ever has lived, or ever will live, is without influence. Why not make the most of that? Since you can not grasp that which you wish, why let what you have slip through your fingers! No person in the world is exactly like you. iou have your own faults, but you have also your own excellencies individual to yourself. Give them air. Because you are not a poet should you not be a good mer chant! Because you can not go to college, should you therefore forswear the alpha bet! Becauso you can not build a palace, should you not rejoice in your own humble roof, and that because it i your own ! Will not the sun also shine into your windows if you do not obstinately persist in shut ting it out! If you can not have a whole hot-house full of flowers, may you not have one sweet rose! A". IT. Ledger. tttar to th 8aa.Ucht. Sleepless people, and there are many ia America, should court the sun. The very worst soporific is laudanum, am 'he very bebt sunshine. Therefore it is try plain that poor sleepers should pass s many hours as possible in the sunshine aad as few as possible in the xhade. Many woaten are martyrs, and yet they do not know it They shut the sunshine out of their houses and their hearts, they wear vails, they car ry parasols, they do all possible to keep off the subtlest and yet most potent influence which is intended to give them strength and beauty and cheerfulness. It is aot time to change this, and so get color and roses in their pale cheeks, strength in their weak backs aad courage in their timid souls? The women of America are pale and delicate, they may be blooming aad stroBg, and the sunshine will bs a patent influence in this tnuuforaiaUoa.- fassis FWtor. A MINUTE'S WORK. Seme of the Thtngs That Caa Be Done la Sixty Seconds. "Well, well, don't fret: Til be thero in a minute." But, my friend, a minute means a good deal, notwithstanding- yon effeet to hold it of no consequence. Did you ever stop to think what may happen in a minute? No. Well, whilo you are murdering a minute for yourself and one for me, before you get ready to sit down to the business we have in hand, I will amuse you by telling you things that may happen meantime. In a minute we shall be whirled around on tho outside of the earth by its diurnal motion, a distance of thir teen miles. At the same time we shall have gone along with the earth, in it: grand journey around the sun, 1,080 miles. Pretty quick traveling you say? J Why, that is slow work compared with the rate of travel of that ray of light which just now reflected from that mirror made you wink. A minute ago that ray was 11,160,000 miles away. Iu a minute, over all the world, about eighty new-born infants have cairn raised a wail of protest at the fates for thrusting existence upon them, whilo as many more human beings, weary with tho struggle of life, have opened their lips to utter their last sigh. In a minute the lowest sound your ear can catch has been made by DIM) vibrations, while the highest tone reached you after making 2,228,000 vibrations. In a minute an express train goes a mile, and a Cleveland street car u2 rods; the fastest trotting horse, 147 9-13 rods, and an average pedestrian of the genus homo has got over 16 rods. In each minute in the United States, night and day, all the year round, twenty-four barrels of beer have to go down 12,096 throats, and 4,830 bushels of grain have come to bin. If there were a box kept at the city hall in the city of Cleveland into which every minute a sum sufficient to pay tho interest on the city debt had to bo dropped, the sum so dropped each minute of the whole year would be eighty-seven cents. How about the National finances? Well, sir, in tho same way, each min ute, night and day, by the official re ports for the year 1886, the United States collected $039 and spent $4fJl. $178 more than necessary. The interest on the public debt was $96 a minute, or just exactly equal to the amount of silver mined in that time. Now, in tho residue of figures I give, you will remember that they represent so much for every minute in the year. All the preceding figures should be so considered. And remember, also, that we are all the time, hereafter, talking about facts connected with tho wholu United States. The telephone Is used 595 times, tho telegraph 136 times. Of tobacco. 92.3 pounds is raised, and part of it has been used in making 6,673 cigars, and some more of it has gone up in tho smoke of 2,92 cigarettes. But 1 am afraid that you will forget that we are talking about a minute, sixty seconds of time. No? Well, then, every minute 600 pounds of wool grow in this country, and we have to dig sixty-one tons, of anthracite coal and 200 tons of bituminous coal, while of pig-iron we turn out twelve tons and of steel rails, three tons. In this minute you have kept me waiting fifteen kegs of nail have been made, twelve bales of cotton should have come from the fields aad thirty six bushels of grain gone into 149 gal lons of spirits, while $6S in gold should have been dug out of the earth. In the same time the United States Mint turned out gold and silver coin to the value of $121. and forty-two acres of the public domain have been sold or given away. Cleveland Press. Hearts That Are Always Young. A pleasant, cheerful, generous, chari table-minded woman is never old. Her heart is as young at sixty or seventy aa it was at eighteen or twenty; and they who are old at sixty or seventy are not made old by time. They are made old by the ravages of passiou, and feelings of an unsocial and ungenerous nature, which have cankered their minds, wrinkled their spirits and withered their souls. They are heartless, dull, cold, indifferent; they want the well spring of youthful affection, which is always cheerful, always active, always engaged in some labor of love that is calculated to promote and distribute enjoyment There is an old age of the heart that is possessed by many who have no suspicion that there is any thing old about them, and there is a youth which never grows old, a lover who is ever a boy, a Psyche who is ever a girl. JV. Y. Ledger. m An Atrocious Memory. The conversation had turned on the ausband's shortcomings. "You have a bad memory-. Maria an atrocious memory,'" said the hus band, wrathfully. "A bad memory, John?' replied the wife, "how can you say so? You know I never forget anything, and you know every word I have said of you is true. There isn't a woman alive with a more acccurate memory than mine." "That's the trouble with it, Maria," replied John, as he jammed his hat down over his eyes and started down town through the pelting rain, "you remember millions and millions of things you ought to forget Darn such memory!" Chicago Tribune. "Are there too many doctors?" asks an exchange. No, there are not half enough, but there are too many men pretending to be doctors who am mot. Philadelphia Inquirer, FARM AND FIRESIDE. If the boiled potatoes are dom? a little too soon lay a towel over the ket tle or dish, but do not put a tight cover over them. When stung by a bee or a wasp, make a paste of common earth and water, put on tho place ut once and cover with a cloth. Hayseed swept from the barn floor is a good thing to throw into chicken yards The birds scratch it in. and when it grow up it is good for the stock. To set delicate colors fn embroi dered handkerchiefs, soak them ten minutes previous to washing ic a pail of tepid water, in which a dessert spoonful of turpentine has been well stirred. The best method of destroying moss on lawns is an occasional dres. ing of freshly slaked lime, which znay be mixed with a small quantity of soot to make its whiteness less conspicuous. Both should bo sifted througli aline sieve. Tomatoes trained to stakes giv.j the sweetest fruit and remain in b-ar-ing longest, though many cultivators who grow for size and quantity only believe they have the best result when growing them on the level ground. A new recipe for sandwiches: Spread rye bread with butter and put a good layer between tho slices of n'v. beef chopped very fine, a slice or two of chopped raw onions and green leek.-. This sandwich will make the dullest ! picnic an appetizing occasion. Lime may bo made from shells, and such lime is tho purest kind. Th. shells may be put up in round heap upon a quantity of fino wood, which may also be mixed in layers throug.i the heap. No covering is needed ex cept some earth around the .-.ides t- moderate and lengthen out the heat. which should be kept up for thrcr days. A poultryman advises that egr should never be placed near lard, fruit, cheese, fish or other articles f::u which any odor arises. The egrs are extremely active in absorbing power, and in a very short time they are con taminated by the particles of objects in their neighborhoods, by which the peculiar and exquisite taste of a new- laid esiX i destroyed. The general belief is to the effect that hard -woods should be cut in .!une. July or August and left untrimmed un til the leaves have drawn the sap fni-.u the trees. If cut in June, the newly formed wood is arrested In its growth ' and the bark becomes separated from the solid timber and loosened so that it is easily removed. The wood harden and dries so that the wood-eating beetles will not attack it and tl timber is thus freed from this injur which is known as powder pet. Timber thus treated seasons with gee:: rapidity and is most durable. Bice Cream: Boil two ounces of line rice in water for five rnm ntes. strain it in a quart of Twvr milk and boil until tender. V.nh the rice through a sieve to a pulp, and add to it any milk not ab sorbed, in the boiling. Add one-irdf ounce of gelatine soaked in milk r water, to a pint of the rice and milk. Stir over a fire until mixed. Sweeten and flavor to taste. Stir the cream oc casionally until cold, then lightly mix in the whites of two eggs beaten to a stiff froth. When on the point of set tins' put it into a mold. MAKING RAIL. FENCES. Sob f the Woods Which Have Goml Lmstlac (laalitic. To make a good fence, good material? and good workmanship are required. This is well illustrated in the making ef Virginia rail fence, which I believe is. the most extravagant fence ever made, and yet there is now, and i? likely to be for some time, as much o! this as of any other kind of fence. It is a pity, that the man who discovered (not invented) Virginia rail fence and bars, did not die when he was an in fant Some woods last better on or in the ground than others, and in building rail fence this should be kept in mind. Thus, the hickory, cut when the bark peels off, makes a very durable rail oil the ground, while it soon rots on the ground. For the ground rails, we ia this locality find nothing so good re the white oak. Red. or kslippery elm. is like hickory. A fence, the ground rails of white oak, the rest of hickory and red elm. all cut when the bark will peel off and the rails set up to sea son, will, when well built, require scarcely any repair for fifteen years. White elm, wild cherry and dead pin oak, make such poor rails that it docs not pay to cut these for this purpose But if pin-oak is cut while yet alive and while the hark will peel off, it makes a very durable rail if kept oil tho ground. A good rail fence can not be built ualess the rails are laid directly over each other, making upright corners. Split raiis. should be laid, as much tis possible, with the heart wood up. A rail so laid will last alzaost twice as long as whea laid with the sap wood up. The weakest rails, or those likely to rot soonest, should be reserved for the upper courses, as in those courses a broken rail can he replaced more easily than in the lower part of tho fence. It pays to pot down good, dur able ground-chunks; and a man care less about setting the stakes will not make a good fence. The stakes should bo set deep (a mattock is much better than a spade for digging the holes). aad at such an angle with the fence that the rider will lock them down on the rail beneath them.-VoA Jf. Siohl, ft Country QtaUeMun. r I ! F t VK t rjt-" k. 4T, kl S sr.rr--Tnw s r.. iJL- -Jfc" I 1 .ErJiSJWgQBfcw- 1l ISgMp g