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WILLAMETTE FARMER: PORTLAND, OREGON, MARCH 17, 1882 .3 ass Mllrtl by Mra Harriet T. Clarke. BEAUTIPUL CHILD. lleautiful child by thy mother's knee, In the mystic future what wilt tlmu be? A ilmiinii of iiiii or annul sublime- -A poison Upas, or Innocent thymu A spirit of evil flashing down With the I ii ml light of a fiery crown Or gliding P wltl' "bining tiack, l.iltii morning Ur Hint ne'er looks hack. Daintioat dreamer that ever smiled, Which wilt thou he, my beautiful child f lleaitiful child In my garden liowera, Kilend of the liuttcrflira, hirili and flowers, IW in the sparkling crystalino stream, Jewels of truth in thy fair nyra beam, Was thrre uvrr a whiter soul than thine Worhlppcd hy love In a mortal shrine ? My heart thou hast gladdened for two sweet ycara With rainbow of hope through mists of tram; Mint lieyond which thy aumiy amilo, With ita hnlhiw and glory beams all the while, lleautiful child liy thy look is givm A ulnim sersne not of earth, hut of heaven ill) thy tell taleryea and prattling tongue, Would thou could'st ever thiu he young, Like the liquid atrain of ttia mocking-bird, From atair to hall thy voice in heard; How oft in the garden nookn thou'rt found, With liowera thy curly head around, And kneeling bcaide no with llgure no quaint, Oh I who would not dote on my infant taint ? lleautiful child, what thy fate ahall he, I'crcnance, la wiaely hidden from me; A fallen atar thou may 'at leave my aide, And of aorrow and ahame Income the hride, Shivering, quivering, through the cold atreet, With a curae behind ami before thy feet, Aahamed to live and afraid to die; No home, no friend, and a pitilcaa akv, Merciful Father my brain goea wil Oh, keep (mm evil my beautiful child t lleautiful child, may'at'thou aoar alove, A warbling cherub of joy and loie; A drop of eternity' mighty aea, A bloaaom on life a immortal tree- Floating, Dowering evermore, In the bleaaed light of the golden ahore. And aa I gaze on thy ainleaa bloom And thy radiant face, they dianel my uloom. 1 feel tie will keep thee undented, And Ilia love protect my bcautilul child. MOKMON LIFE. The aubject of )olygamy, that ia juat now leiug agitated, not only in Congrcaa, hut all over I'm United Statra, ia one that we have always taken an intercat in. The Koine (!ur crnmcut haa been long-enduring and long aulTering. Thia ulcer, growing and eating into the very heart of our continent, now lieeda something more than hoincopathic treatment; kiiidurts and moderation liaa only encouraged the growth of thia horror, till now forbearance ccatc to In' a virtue, ami all good men and women of our nation liavu risen en inajue, denouncing thiaain of olygatny which haa taken root in thu Sodom and (tomorah of America. The writer haa felt, perhaw, more than common intercat in thu matter, having had a little inaiglit into the earlier life of the Mormona. Theao people, witli their peculiar institutions, had been aettled only four ycara in the valley of Salt I-alui when wu hail the fortune to apcml some montha right in the heart of the City of thu Saint, viaiting and receiving viaita from Mornian dignitariea and their familiea, noting a great deal ( f ilo mcatic Mormon life, hut alwaya with u de cided feeling that it would not be quite aafe to tell what wo thought alniut it. In tlio journey to Oregon acroai the plains, the trip ' planned to coinn hy the way of Salt I-nku City, for thu hi-uelit of a rcat, and to trade olf tlio worn out cattle fur treah teama, and to sell to thu Mormons great wagon loads of gooda, dried fruit, eta., exchanging thofie commodities for cattle ami horses that were to bo driven to Oregon, when stock of all kinds commanded enormous prices, good cows bringing ono hundred dollars a head at that time. Thu city of Salt Lake was then in Its infancy, hut was nuvurtholess ijuitu n thriviim liltlu town, Tliu people- had before this little opportunity to trade, and thu long train of wagons alluiloil to wire noon emptied of their freight. Wo often saw a man carry Off in u handkerchief thu prion of n fat ox; common "tried apples brought a dollar a ijounil, anil thu rofuso of several old stocks id goods realized famous prices to the cucrgutiu owner. Many Mormon families had not tasted niicnr or colleu since they had loft "the Statoi." A gooil sized adobe housu was at first rented for us to live in, a part of which was to bu devoted to iiierchaudie, and thu rest for houiehold use. Wu nil injoiced at thu piospcut of bedsteads, chiirs mid u Hour to sweep, aftir a mx mouths' lifu in tents, even though thoroughly well equipped, as wu were, for a life of this kind. Well I remem ber how wu sat down hy tlio liru on thu clean hearth of tlio great pen lire-place, happy in the contemplation of a cupboard, and a table to eat olf of, for wo had only been allowed one littlorocking chair in the camp after leaving tlio Missouri river. Hitting in the chimney corner, chatting of pleasant things, my vigi lant eye detected atoms of animal life in the cracks between the adobe of the tire-place. Always a student of insect life, I followed up the lead, and an exclamation brought the ma tron of the party to the scene, when she cried out in horror, "Why it's bed bug I" Sure enough there they were, thousands and thousauds, even to the third and fourth gen eration. The house was full of them. The landlord made light of tho matter; ho said they were indoginou to tho country, and that they were found in tho hark of the tree up in tho mountains, so before night came wo wero tenting again in tho. puri, awoot air. The head of our family party had been born and brought up a near noighbor to "Joe Smith," the father of Mormonism.and ho ulso know many othors of tho leading men in Salt Lake City in tho same way, so that whatever I saw or know of "society" in tho city was among and with tho "first families." Wo woro invited onu day to visit Kldor N , who, with his groy-halred wifo, had known my friend ill his boyhood, so wo went to dinner, taking ith us a preparatory present of dried I peaches, apples, etc. Wo wero warmly wcl coined by thu hustling, cheery old laJy, who seemed perfectly satisfied and contented with her faith and lot. A little judicious question ing on thu aubject of thu "peculiar institu tion" brought out from her a complete vindi cation of polygamy. Hho lived in a welbto do way. a good sized house and plenty nt the lioard. A ploasant-faeid Norwegian woman sal in the kitchen, cooked the dinner and ate hers after wo had finished. Tho dear old lady, Mis. N , told us that thia woman was a widow who had been "scahd" to Mr. N quite roomily, fiom partly charitable mo tives, and as she and her husband both felt that it was time that she (Mrs. N "No. 1") should take the world easier. Tho hand maiden's name was "Nancy," and "Nancy" was told to do this and that in tho usual way of mistress to servant; and "Nancy" was meek and obedient, sitting down in the kitchen alter the dishct were washed. Alas f for the dear chirruppy old lady; a year from that time my friends, Mr. and Mrs. T re turned across the plains, and visiting the old people again, Mrs. T found tho "auld wife" sitting in tho kitchen musing "Nsncy'a" baby, and it was "Nancy" who poured out the tea for visitors, and ths cheery light had lelt the old woman's eyes, and one could scarcely imagine that this was the tame plump, bustliug old grandmother of a year ago. We soon after heard of her death; she hail been so sure of "hi" love aud faithful ucs, that though the "spirit" was strong, the fluili was weak, aud she fell, a victim to her filth in her religion and man. The Salt Lake valley is hemmed in hy a circle of mountains, and it ia no wonder that the aimless wander ings of this baud of people were stopped here; aud it was at a time ol the year, too, when nature waa her lovlieat that their weary foot steps halted. It is a matter of fact that the Mormon hand, when they left the Missouri, had no definite point of location, but traveled blindly along in search of the land of promise. AUNT BETTY'S WORK BASKET. Years ago it wan quite the style to knit lace on common knitting needles, and no dnuht many who read the Fahmkk will re memlicr the pretty patterns that they knew long ago; an oak leaf pattern I remember as a great favorite with me. Nuw knitting is among the rest of the old fashioned sort of things that is the rago at the present time among rich, fashionable people. Silk is used for kuitting gentlemen's socks and the long stockings that are woni now. Black or a deep red seems to be the favorite colors, ami a little hand embroidery at the side of the instep finishes off socks "artistically." Tho silk is especially prepared for this work, and it costs altout two dollars and fifty cents to buy the silk thread fur a pair of socks, but they wear forever, and are said to Ikj com fortable to the feet. Then many ladies are knitting silk or worsted nuttciis; some knit quite beautifully, with open work stitches on thu back. These mittens ore worn when out shopping, and on all ordinary occasions, and are very sensible, comfortable affairs. flannel shirts for children and ladies are trimmed with lace knit of this beautiful soft, lino Saxony yarn that can be got in all colors, and that will wash, too. Infant's shirt are knit on needles in various ways, so that any onu who has any knowledge of ordinary knit ting can fashion a garment without much trouble. These little shirts are clingy and soft to thu tender skin of a baby, and aru much better than if madu of flannel v. ith rough seams. With thii explanation we trive another pattern that we tried and found to be quite pretty, though rather too wide for many uses. Perhaps tome of our lady friends can send patterns of narrower kinds : .VOUMANIlV I,ACK!AHTONTIIIKTY-ONKSTlTCIlES. First row K 8, n, m 1, k It, in 1, n, k 1, in I, u, k .1, n, m 1, k I, ii, in 1, k .1, m 1, k2. Second row K ", in 1, k 5, in 1, n, k 1, m I, n, k 1, n, in 1, k 1, n, m I, k fi, m 1, n, k7. Third row -K G, n, m 1, k 1, u, m 1, k 1, m 1, n, k 1, m I, n, k 1, in 1, s 1, u; throw over slipped stitch, m 1, k I, n, m 1, k 1, u, in 1, k 1, in 1, ii, k 1, m 1, k '2 Fourth row K 2, m 1, k 1, n, m I, k 3, m I, n, k 1, m 1, ii, k II, n, m 1, k 1, n, in 1, k :i, m 1, w, k 1, m 1, n, k fi. Fifth row K -I, ti, m 1, k 1, n, m 1, k fi, in 1, n, k I, m I, n, k 1, m I, ii, k 1, n, in 1, k 1, u, m 1, k r, in 1, n, k 1, in 1, U'J. Sixth row K 2, in 1, k I, n, in 1, k ;), in 1, ii, k 2, m 1, n, k 1, m 1, w II, in 1, k I, ii, in I, k .3, in I, n, k 2, m I, u, k 1, m 1, n, I; 3. Seventh row K 4, in 1, k 1, n, k 1, m I, n, k 3, n, m I, k 1, n, m 1, k 3, m 1, ii, k 1, in 1, n, k 3, n, m 1, k I, n, m I, k 1, n. F.ighth row C 1, k 1, m 1, n, k I, in 1, n, k 1, u, m 1, k 1, n, m 1, k .', in 1, ii, k 1. m 1, n, k 1, n, m 1, k I, n, in 1, k U. Ninth row K 7, in 1, n, k I, m 1, a 1, u, throw over tho slipped stitch, m I, k 1, u, in 1, k 1, n, m 1, k 1, m 1, ii, k 1, m 1, n, k 1, in 1, s 1, n, throw over the slipped stitch, in 1, k 1, n, m 1, k 1, n. Tenth row C I, k 1, m 1, w, k 3, n, m 1, k 1, n, m 1, k 3, m I, n, k 1, in 1, n, k 3, n, m 1, k 8. Kloventh row K 1), in 1, u, k 1, n, m 1, k 1, n, in 1, k , in 1, n, k 1, in 1, n, k 1, n, m I, k 1, u. Twelfth row-C i; k 1, in I, n 3, m 1, k 1, u, m I, k 3, m I, u, k 2, in 1, n, k 1, in 1, n 3, m 1, k 10. K means to knit plain; n is to narrow or knit two together; in 1 i to inako ono, and tho same as over; s 1 means to slip aa if about to purl; o 1 means to cast off or slip aud bind one; n 3 is to knit threo together. PIE0INO QUILTS Is anothor old fashioned industry that has taken a fresh lease, and is a good old custom. Wo have socu some of tho latter that wore pieced with silk and velvet, very beautifully arranged in a "tea-caddy" or octagon shape. I would not approve of tho way of buying cal ico to cut up to pioco together again, but if tlio scraps of drerncs, nprons, etc., aro care fully saved, many a happy hour can be spent in putting them into shapo for bedding. Then them is nn opportunity for a little nightly sociability in quilting it after it is pieced. Who does not like to bu invited to a quilting party ? Wu would go a long way to help on ono. Worsted pioces ore very nice done in log cabin pattern. Those pieces of bedding arc family albums that grow more precious as thu yeais pass by, and thu mother' looks with lov ing remembrance upon the scraps that remind her of the past. Now, when the girls have gone away to homes of their own, she thinks she can almost see tjie loved ones again as she brings to mind the story of eacli scrap, which has a history of its own. Death of the Author of "Beautiful Know." A lew years ago there appeared in sn American paper, published in one of the Western States, an exquisite poem, cntitlud "Jteautiful Snow." The beauty of the com position secured its republicath n in numerous journals, and at length it found its way to K igland, accompanied by tho narrative that the original had been ditcovercd upon the person of a young woman who was frozen to death in tho streets of New York. For a long time tho writer preserved hi incognit", while numerous claimant sought to establish their right to it authorship and the honors apper taining thereto. Some who knew the true history ot the poem, knew also the cause of the author's reticence in giving hit name to the world. Some months since the secret was revealed, aud Major Sigourney, nephew of the celebrated poetess of that name, became known as the writer. The April number of larjfr't Mayazinc contains a companion poem, entitled "litautiful Child," which is marked by all the elegance of diction and deep rcligiout feeling characteristic of ita predecessor. Who could have thought tliat in a few weeks its gifted author would till a suicide's grave; yet such is the case. We learn from an American contemporary that on the night of April 22 Major W. A. II. Sigourney was found dead in the outskirts f New York, under circumstances leading to the belief that he had shot himself. He had in early life married a Miss Fillmore, a lady of great personal attractions, aud with her made a voyage to Kurope. During their ab tcence rumor unfavorable to her character reached tho Sigourney family. The reports seem to have been well founded, for shortly after her return to New York the showed that the curse of the nineteenth century the demon drink had added another name to the list of his victims. She abandoned her hus band, became au outcast, aud was next heard of as an inimte of the penitentiary on ltlack well's Island Her husbaud's love was still sufficiently strong to induce him to make another effort to save her, and through bis in fluence she was released, only agaiu to desert her home. In the Winter ot lbS.'t the papers spoke of a young and beautiful woman found dead under the snow, in a disreputable street in New York. Something seemed to tll Sigourney that thu body was that of his wife. Upon making inquiries he found that his sur mises were but too true, and after claiming the remains, lie. had them interred in that picturesque "silent city" which overlooks the busy harbor of New York. The story of that ci ring wife was told iu the touching language of "Beautiful Snow." What wonder that he shunned the publicity that its authorship would have conferred. The late Henry J. Raymond, then editor of tho New York Tiinfs, was fur years the friend of- Major Sigourney, and obtained for him employment as a journalist, which failing health com pelled him to abandon. Thu circumstances of his death remain a mystery. Not even his child, lor whom ho always displayed the ten dercst affection, can throw any light upon it. Thu last effort-of his genius is displayed in the iocin referred to. Kivjlisli Pajttr. Beyond the dates. To tho observant Patron, and even to the intelligent looker-on upou the outside, the influencu that our Order it having beyond its gates is, becoming more and more evident all the timo. The wholojouio lesnous, the inde pendent thoughts and. ideas, tlio actual knowl edge, upon many of tho most important ques tions of the day that concern us all at indi viduals and as a nation, obtained in Orange gatherings nro being carried beyond the gates, and nro becoming felt for tho good and wel fare of all. It has liecn said that a stone cast into the ocean starts ripples and waves into motion that will ceasu not in their ever-widening cir cles of the wavelets, it, too, will perhaps reach the farthest borders of the laud. A tall, strongly-built lighthouse, stands upon a rocky coast; ita lantern at the top is enclosed with iron bars and thick glass its protection, its safeguanl but its bright, pure rays of light cannot be confined, and they o'crlcap their bounds and flash warning and safety across the waves. Beyond tho gates their power for good is felt. A successful cultivator of trees and vines in his closely planted and carefully guarded nur sery rows, nurtures and trains the useful plants from bud to tree, but not there do they reach perfection. It ia when transplanted into garden and orchard, thousands of miles, per haps, from the place of their birth, that they bring pleasure and profit to their owners and rood to' the world. Beyond the gates, with abundant room tospread their broad branches, they blossom and bear their glorious fruit. For catalogues of Turkish rug and designs send to John B. Garrison's, 107 Third street, Portland, Oregon, tf flBOO per year can be easily made at home working for K Q, Hideout & Co., 10 Barclay street, New York. Send for their catalogue and full particulars. -dO-ly Just now Frank Aboil is taking somo of tho niOBt charming and lovely promenade and panel photographs wo ever saw. Call at his studio on first street, Portland, aud seo thorn. Strangers always made welcome, .401 flit hiIiIrciL i. - j A KI8B AND A SMILE. Send the children to bed with a kins and a smile Sweet childhood will tarry at best but awhile; And toon they will pass irom the portals of home, The wilderness ways of their life-work to roam. Yes, tuck them in bed with a gentle "Oood night!" The mantle of shadows is veiling the light - And moy he -Cod knows on this sweet lit tle face May fall deeper shadows in life's weary race. Yes, say it-"Ood bless my Hear children, I pray I" It may be the last yrTta will say it for aye ! The night may be long ere you see them again And motherless children may call you in vain. Drop sweet benedictions on their little heads And fold them in prayers as they nestle in bed; A guard of bright angcU around them invite Tlitir spirits may slip from the moorings to night. OUR LETTER BOX For February is not empty yet, though there are already many letters on hand that are dated in March, so though February is the shortest month in the year, yet there have been more communications for that month than at at any previous time. Charley lias been successful in the chicken butiness, as he seems to be a business little fellow. It would be a good idea for him to keep a regular account ot what is done this coming year; keep a profit or loss account iu chicken raising, as there are some of our read ers who think there is not much in it. Be sure to keep a record of eggs and fowls that are used iu the family, too. If Charley will put a couple of bells on a pair of those sheep the dogs won't be so apt to worry them. Fred wrftet again, and haa sent a longer letter than the last one, which is quite well done for a beginner. We wonder if he won't Iks ono of the temperance boys; there has none sent in their names yet. The next is from a young girl in Wisconsin, which, coming from so distant a country, will be read with interest by our Oregon girls and boys. She promises to send some quilt pieces to one of the Home Circle girls. Perhaps Lizzie had better send her address to Alice. Hiley sends his first letter, and we hope it won't be the last one, but that he will con tinue to write, trying each time to do a little better; it it too bad that Santa Claus forgot Indian Valley. Lillie is welcome to the list of writeis, and we hope she will remember the Home Circle again. Harry must keep quite busy if he helps so much, but those sort of boys arc the ones that make the Ixst men. All will be glad to hear once more from Klsie, who has kept silent so long. Emma writes her first letter, which is very good, and we expect that Elsie has encouraged her to write, as she says' she boards at Mr. But'eage. Lilian) writes again, and some one must answer his question, which we think refers to something which happened during our own civil war a few years ago. Our little friend Joyphenc has sent a nice little letter, only it is too short, but then she wants to show her wish to do her share towards making this column interessing. Emma and Bertie Hales send letters from Nebraska. Next time they write we suggest that they tell something about the country they live in, for it would be read with interest, as we know so little of the resources of Nebraska. Lust conies the verses about the little trip lets that were born in Polk county not long ago. It is very seldom that one sees threo little ones in a row. How quick the little girls would rush to see this cradle full if it were possible to do io. Falls City, Neb., Feb. 17, 1SS2. Editor Home Circle : Having received your paper from a relation, 1 thonirht I would write to you. I read the Homo Circle, and liko it very much. Well, I am a girl 13 years of age. I live in Falls City, Nebraska. I havo two sisters aud one brother at home; my brother is 15 years old; he goes to school and Sabbaih sell ol. I go to school and Sabbath school; I go to tho graded school and I am in the fifth department, and mv brother ia in tho sixth department. Thero nro six churches here, and tho town is building up fast. Wo havo two railroads running through here. I like Falls City very well, but not as well as your country. I havo two uncles living in Oregon, and they like tho country very well; they raise several thousand dollars worth of grain every year. We, used to live in East Portland, and would like to live there again. Well, this is all at present. Hoping to see this in print soon, I remain yours truly, Emma M. Halis. Falls. Citv, Neb., Feb. 18, 1882. Editor Home Circle: ' I read some of tho letters in your paper, and I thought that I would write you one. This is my first letter. 1 am a little girl 10 years old. I live in Falls City, Nebraska. I go to the graded school; I am in the fourth department. I like the location here where we live. Orepon is my native State, but my parents removed back East, with me in my infancy, with the rest of my brothors and sis ters; but I do not remember anything about that country. Please let me Bee this in print, and I will try and write more next time. Yours truly, JIkiitik Halm. Siikriuak, Feb. 14, 1882, 9 : I am a little girl 10 years old. I live four miles from Sheridan. My papa has tal'en tho Fahukh for about two years; w like it very mush, ,1 like to road tho little h'Ulr n's tot ters. I havo beon sick and .. . rito much this timo. I havo two brothers and one, sister. Jovche.vk Kalsto.v. Yo.NfAi.LA, Feb. 18, 1882. Editor Home Circle ; As Aunt Hetty was so kind as to publish my last letter, I thought I would writo again. I do not go to school now. Pa has taken the Fakmkr for six ycara. I It po Katie 8. will write again, I will ask a question : What great event happened on the 10th of April ? I like totead tho letters from the young folks. Wn have four Pekin ducks. Wishing the (aumkk success, I remain yours truly, William Lamb. Union Piik.cinct, W. T., Feb. 14, 1882. Editor Home Circle; As the boys, and girls arc writing to the Circle, I thought I would endeavor to write a few lines. This is my first attempt at writ ing to the Home Circle, but it is not the first time I have thought of it. I am 14 years old. I live in Union Precinct, seven miles from Olympia. I have been going to school this Winter at Little Rock. I have been boarding at Mr. Kutledge's, seven miles from home. As the little boys and girls have been telling about their pets, I will tell you about mine. I pave a pet colt, a pet cat, a pet pig and a pet dog. The colt's name is Nettie, the cat's name is Martha, the pig's name is Sammy, the dog's name is Prince. We have had quite a snow storm here, but it ic almost gone now. I had a nice sleigh ride on Sunday. There was a party of four. I will close, wishing the Home Circle and its little friends long life and success. Your little friend, Emma R. Millek. P. 8. I should like to ask the little people of the Home Circle a question, it is : Which is the shortest verse in the Bible, and where is it ! PrrrrfBUBG, Feb. 14, 1882. Editor Home Circle:. As I have not written to the Fakmkr for a long time, I will try and write a few lines. I am 11 years old. I love to read the little folks' letters, as all the writers tell of their pets; but I have none. I will tell you what 1 do to help pa and ma. I help get water ami wood, and help at the saw-mill and grist-mill and also blow the bellows for the blacksmith. We have plenty of snow here; it is about a foot deep. I will send Aunt Hettyone of my cards. I will close for this time, wishing the Farmer success. Harry E. Brous. Fodr Mile, 1. T., Feb. 13, 1882. Editor Home Circle : As I have never written to the Farmer, I tbnuoht I would try to write a few lines. I am 10 years old. I have been going to school this Winter until I got the whooping cough; I have had to stay out about four weeks, which I regret very much, as wo have a splen did teacher; his name is Mr. McLaiD. I try to study at home. I am piecing a quilt called rhn loir cabin Dattern. We like the Farmer very much; my uncle has taken it seven vpirs. I like Io read the little letters very j - ..,.,... much, and if I see this in print l will write aga,n, .L.ILLK U. JTA1.MKK. Mianna Prairie. Feb. 8, 1882. Editor Home Circle : As you were so kind as to publish my first letter, I thought I would write another one. T have two little Hsters. It is snowilg to-day, and looks as if it would continue for a month, but I hone it will clear off soon. I study read ing and spelling. I cut wood and feed the hoises and do many other chores. I ime to read the little folks' letters. Papa went out hunting the other day and killed a fine deer. Thia i a nice time for hunting. 1 will now close. Success to the Farmer. Your little friend, Fbkd A. Eshonn. McCoy, Feb. 12, 1882. Editor Home Circle: Mr. Editor, 1 think it Will make you smile, When I tell you of three Babies all in one pile In the town of Amity, In this part of the land, Are thiee bright little babies, . All iu one band. Mr. T. J. Jellison is the Father of them all; If you think this untrue, Just give him a call. Two boys aud one girl, All arc in this baud, Who can beat that in Any part of the land ! I had the great pleasure To walk in and take a peep At three little bnbics All fast asleep. I hope they will keep well, Each boy grow up a man, And that is tlio way Wee'l populate our land. Then cheer up, Jellison, Aud feed them with care, And then we are sure That you liave done your share. Composed by Samukl Bobbins. Indian Vallby, Feb 12, 1882. Editor Home Circle : This is the first letter I have ever written to a paper, I am a little boy 13 years old. I am going to school this Winter; it will be out the first day of March. I will tell you about my pet. I have five sheep and a little shep herd dog; his name is Rover. We have had plenty of snow this Winter, Old Santa Clans did not visit thia part of the country) I fear his supplies gave out before he got here. I see in the paper some of the little folks are ask ing Bible questions. I would like some of the little folks to tell me where the word girl is to be found in tho Bible. Hoping to see this io print soon, I remain your little friend, Hiley Mokkls. Halset, Feb. 4, 1882. Editor Homo Circle ; It has been a long time since I wrote to the Farmer. I will tell you what I do to help ma aud pa. I help tend tho sheep, feed tho pigs, feed tho chickens, hunt the egg and do many other little chores which keeps me pretty busy while going to school. Wo havo old $l.-,0 worth of eggs List year. Wo think we havo about ono hundred Lens, and wc iiiuk tliat is more than wo had last vcar. Mv sister ai.d two of wy brothers and mva-lf r partners in the sheep busine.s; wo have six- vcen apiece; tnc dogs havo beci bothering. mem n nine, but have not killed any yet. I havo a colt that my grandmother gave inc; it will soon bo a year old. The Mcibfwli.. aro holding meeting at the district adjoining ours, which is disturbing the school, and if it don't stop, the school will. I go to school; it win oc out on the 10th of February; our teacher's name is Alice Montgomery; I like er iirst-rate. i will close for this time. Your truly, Charlie P. W. Reiser. Little Rock, W. T., Feb. 14, 1882. Editor Home Circle : It has been a long time since I wrote to the Farmer, so I thought I would endeavor to writo a letter this evening. Wo have had quite a snow storm here, but it is almost all gone now, and I am glad of it, for everything is so disagreeable when it snows. I have bees going to school this Winter, but it is closed now; our teacher's name was Miss Luella Miles; I liked her very much. My studies were. Fifth Reader, complete arithmetic, mental arithmetic, spelling, grammar, writing and geography. We had examination in some one of our studies every Friday. The lost day we spoke pieces and chose up and spelled in the afternoon; my piece was on " Cato's Speech over his dead Son." As the little boy are telling about their pets, I will tell about mine. I have two pet colts; their names are Napp and Birdie; and two little kittens; their names are Midget and Timmy; we have one little calf; its name is Broady, aud we also have eleven little pigs. One of our calves got choked to death night before last. Ella. Remington wanted to know what three of the Presidents of the United States died on the Fourth of July, and in what year did each die. They were John Adams, Thomas Jeffer son and James Monroe. Adams and Jefferson died on the Fourth of July, 1826, and Monroe died on the Fourth of July, 1831. I should like to ask the little boys and girls of the C rcle a question. It is : What two chapters in the Bible read nearly wor for word alike t I will now close, by wishing the Farmer long life and great success. Ever your little friend, Elsie Rutledoe. Osiikoah, Wis., Feb. 12, ?S82. Editor Home Circle: As I have never written to your paper, I thought I would write. I am 14 years old, and have one sister, who liyes in Michigan, and is younger than I. She lives a long way from me, but I expect to go and see her when I get a little elder. I live with Mr. and Mrs. Partons, who are very kind to me. My father and mother are both dead. I go to Sunday school and ward school. Mr. Parsons takes the Farmer, and, I read the letters from so many little boys and girls, and they all tell about their pets. Well, I haven't but one to tell about that is a little Maltese kitten who thinks a good deal cf me. I guess it is be cause I am klud to him nnd pet him so mucbv Most all of the little boys and girls that write- to your paper live in the country. I live in the city, but I should like to lire in the coun try best. The name of my school is. "Dale Scliool"; it is a very nice school. I study reading, spelling, nrithmetic, geography, and grammar. I don't live but two or three blocks from the school-house. I will send Lizzie Robertson a few pieces for her quilt. The pink and blue pieces are quite curious; they were given to mo by a lady who brought them from Dublin. They are small, but it is all I had. I have five quilts pieced, and one other one nearly done. If any of the little girls have any pieces to spare, I would thank them very much for a few, and I will send them some of mine. Well, as this is my first letter, I will not write much more. Hoping to sec this in print, yours truly, Alice M. Martin. P. S. 1 will not fend Lizzie those pieces this time, and if this is in print, will you ple.it e tell me how to send it, and I will send it next timo? Children CRY FOR Pitcher's Castoria. Mobr lflte, ui Fkyalciam rswmsrasil lt IT IS MOT NARCOTIC. . CENTAUR LINIMENTS ; tho World's great Paiu-RelleviH remedies. Theyhcul, soothe and cure Burns, Wound,"Veak Back and Rheumatism upon Maa nnd Sprains, Gulls, and Lame ness upon Beasts. 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