THE WORLD WOCID BE BEITISB. II men cared less for wealth and fame And less for battle-fields and glory; If writ in human hearts, a name Seemed better than in song and story; If men, instead of nursing pride, Would learn to hate it and abhor it; If more relied on love to guide The world would be the better for it. If men dealt less in stocks and lands And more in bonds and deeds fraternal; If Love's works had more willing hands To link this world to the supernal; If men stored up love's oil and wine And on bruised human hearts would pour it; If "yours" and "mine" would oncecombine The world would be the better for it. If more would act the play of life And fewer spoil it in rehearsal; If bigotry would sheathe its knife Till good became more universal; II custom, gray with ages grown, Had fewer blind men to adore it; If talent shown for truth alone The world would be the better for iu. If men were wise in little things Affecting less in all their dealings If hearts had fewer rusted strings To isolate their kindly feelings; If men. when wrons beat down the Eight, Would strike together and restore it; If Right made Minht in every fight The world would be the better for it. LEAEXIXG HEB LESSON. BY EMILY LENTTOX. "I want you to meet Gordon this summer, Helen," Bob said, confiden tially. "I am sure yon two would like each other. I've toldhim a great deal about my pretty, intellectual cousin, and he is very anxious " "Really, he does me an honor, Helen said, hastily, with the slight arch in her slender neck whieh always followed the mention af an eligible man. "It is right kind of you, Bobby, to plan so much pleasure for me; but I hardly expect to be home this sum mer. I've just about made up my mind to attend the summer school at Amherst." "What! You going to leave Canon chet, and study all summer in that prosy Yamkee town? My dear Helen "If I go abroad in the fall, I should like to know something about tier-man." "But why don't you st udy at home?" "Under whom, pray? "I think you might find somebody." Helen shook hex head. "I've tried," she said quietly . "There is no one here whom I would think of having." "Oh, pshaw!" aid Bob. "That's too bad. I thousht we would have fuch a nice time this summer." "You will anvhow," Helen said, with ft sly smile. "Alice is coming for sure, and" I shall be ant of the way. There will be no disagreeable third party." "But what shall I do with Gordon?" "Find him a girl to flirt -with." "He's not that kind." "Oh!" incredulously. "Isn't he?' Then I think you'd better send him word not to.oome." "I've half a mind to. Confound the German!" His face looked very cross just then; but the next moment a light seemed to break over it. "I say, Helen," he began, eagerly, then stopped short, as though a sec ond idea had arrested Dim. "Well?" "Nothins," he replied. And he began straightwayto whistle tunder his breath, while Helen gathered up her books and went into the house. "There is no good in spoiling a woman to make a student. Bob muttered. "If ever two mortals were made for each other, he and Leon Gordon were. What a sight it would be to see them hang each .other in -the matri monial noose! It was iust a -week after this conver sation that Rob came into the library brimming over with exultation. Helen sat bv the window in one 01 those cool, era.y downs that are so becoming. She was writing a letter of inquiry to the principal of the summer school at Amherst, concerning terms anu nours, and items of instruction. "Here's luck, Helen!" he cried, flourishing a letter aloft. "A real live German professor coming to visit us." "What." "Why.," he went on, breathlessly, "when I was over at Winnebec yester day, I ran against Professor Holstein in the station. He's -a mighty nice teilow, and is writing tip a wort on philology. He's had the second degree at Har vaud, and is one of your real heavv cung on the languages. "Does hertedch?" Helen asked, with interest. "1 think ho would. He's not well off those German students seldom are. He was hunting up some quiet little place where he could board cheap ly and quietly this sumuaer while hs writes his boofe. I suggested Canon chet, aaid I have just got a note from him, saying tScat he is booked at Mahloais." "Perhaps he won't want to teach a beginner," said Helen, dubiously. "Leave that toane," said Bob, confi dently. "I am going to bring him up ifaere to supper, and I promiaeyou he'll meet you easily." Helen put on a bewitching own of esabroidere&Cantonsilk. There could be nothing prettier than she vas be hik&d a trayful of bli Doultoa cups and a, jug of whipped ceeam. "Have you always lived in thiseoun try, professor1' she asked, pouring out his tea with true womanly guile. "I was born here," he answered, watching her quietly over a pair o gold-bowed spectacles; "but I have .spent some time abroad." "And you are very fond of your lan guage?" queried Helen. "Most Ger mans are." She was wondering just then if Na ture had trained his beard in that pretty way, or if he was vain enough to frequent a barber's. "I am very fond of the German," he said, warmly. "I used to teach it a little, and if I had more time, I should like nothing better. I thought once that I might get up a class this fiunmer in the village. Do you thmk it would be worth while trying, Miss Darragh?" "I can promise you one pupil,' she said, eagerly. "Helen is going in for German herself, professor," Bob explained. "lnaeed: ne saia, smiling. "And if you would be kind enough to bother with me," shesaid, appealingly, "I should like very much to have you teach me. I am going abroad in the fall, and" "It would give me great pleasure," the professor answered, politely. And it was so arranged that the les sons would begin in a day or so. They got on amazingly, for Helen had lost sight of the man in the in structor, and for once, in the society of the opposite sex, she acted out her sweet, natural self. The lessons grew longer every day. The professor read to her from the German poets, and there was so much loitering over the dictionary, that Bob asked indiscretely whether the work on philology wasn't suffering. "I suppose you know, Helen," he said, one morning, in a casual way, "that Professor Holstein has a wife and seven children?" She fairly gasped at this. That young man, with such pleasant: artless eyes! And he'd never said a word to her of his family! What a cold-blooded wretch he must be! Her heart fairly thrilled with anger. "How dared he deceive me?" she cried, angrily. Bob looked up in surprise. "I suppose he never thought it would make the least difference to you," he said. "Why should it?" "Oh, for no reason in the world! But I don't think a married man has any right to go about with any girl as he has been doing. Why didn't you tell me. Bob?" "I? Why, he hasn't been flirting with you, has he, Helen?" "Certainly not!" was the haughty reply. "Men cannot flirt unless women encourage them. But I think you might have said something about this before. " 'My eye, Pip! Wot larks!' "quot ed Bob. coine off into a cale of laughter, the instant "his cousin was out of sizht. "The Blot thickens. Bring on your villain." Helen had taken her hat from the hall-rack, and cone out into the sun shine. She could not explain to her self why she felt so indignant at Pro fessor Holstein, or why she passed with averted gaze the spot they had chosen for their morning readings. "Ah! how do you do?" a pleasant voice called to her, in the simple tier man phrase she had already mastered "I thousht you were never coming. 3 have got such .a pretty little poem, which I cut out oi the Viaxteniauoe! Shall I read it?" "Certainly if you wish." He was too eager to be checked by ber chilling reserve. In a deep, melo dious voice, he began to read to her a pretty spring idyl. It had a great deal or love in it, and a great deal oi sor row. 'Don't vou like that?" hesaid.look ingupjust intimetoseehertears. "All, I knew you would: He put out his hand, but drew it back again. "That is what I should like," he went 'On, earnestly. "I should like to wan der away off to some wild spot, and Jive there with one I loved with you, Helen" "Professor Holstein, you forget your self!" "Forget? No! Do not start from me, Helen. I love you with my whole soul!" "Sir," she cried, passionately, "your love is an insult! How dare you speak of such a thing to me?" "Helen, what are you saying?" "I say that you have no right to ad dress me so, sir. How dare you take advantage of the privileges of hospi tality? How dare yon abuse your rights as a teacher to to " "Hear me, Helen! I have deceived yon." "I know it. I am quite well aware, sir., -of who and what you are. Go leave me this instant! "I never want to see you again. I despise such perfidy as yours. Go"' "As you say'?" he said, turning very pale: never meant to do anything wrong. If I have erred, Miss Darragh, I a-an punished for the fault. I do love yon with my whole soul. Good-by!" He strode away quickly, and when he came upon Bob, at the garden gate, he said hoarsely. "I was afraid it wouldn't turn out well, old boy. Helen has found me out and will have nothing to do with me." "Thedeuce!" Bob exclaimed. "Who told her Gordon?" "Idon'tknow,"he answered gloomi ly. "It was a bad day for me, Bob, when I came to Canonchet. I shall never care for any other woman, and now " "I'm sorry, Gordon," Bob replied. "I rather thought Helen would see the joke, after the first shock was over." "It doesn't seem to strike her that way," said Gordon, with a bitter smile. "Good-by, old boy! I think I'd bet ter get away from here as soon as 1 can. "I'm sorry "Bob began. "Never mind," said hisfriend, brave ly. "It wasn't your fault, I sha31 leave Canonchet to-night. Good-by!" Bob walked with him a little way, and caaae back quite cast down in spirits. "I had no idea she'd fly off in that way," he muttered. "Girls are queer crea-tares. I would have sworn she was ha love with him, and deep enough for any emergency. Helen!" She was just going in by the .garden gate. "I want to speak to you a moment." "Well?" "Don't you think you were a little rough on Gordon?" "On whom?" "On Gordon. We only meant it as a little joke, and it was I who put him up to it. Yon were so opposed to men, and I thought you would 'he sure to be friends if vou could only meet." "My dear Bob," she cried, "Ihaven't the slightest idea what you are talking about!" "Gordon has gone away," he pur sued. -'He's awfully cut np about it, and I'm sure. Helen " "Gordon gone away!" she echoed. WTiat do you mean?" "Wive " anirl Boh. somewhat impa tiently, "he did not mean any harm when he came here in tne cnaracter oi a German professor, which of course Via icn't thnncrh his mother was a Ger man, and her name was Holstein." "Do you mean to say," cried Helen, changing color, "that Professor Hol- "Why, he said you knew all about it. There is a Professor Holstein, who is writing a work on philology. He is Gordon,s uncle; but he's a middle aged man, with a wife and seven children." "Bob," cried Helen, bursting into tears, which fairly took his breath away, "I'll never forgive you for this never!" She rushed past him into the house, and dropped down in a little tearful heap on the sofa. "Oh, if I'd only gone to Amherst!' she moaned, quite unconcious that some one in the doorway was regard ing her with a startled gaze. "I I beg your pardon!" stammered Gordon, the ex-professor. "I left my German dictionary in here, and Rob said Helen!" he was down on ma knees beside her, holding one of her hands "can you ever forgive me? I do not ask or hope for anything, though my life will be very empty now without you. If you will only say that you will not hate me, that you will think of me sometimes kindly; I shall try to be content." "I think of you entirely too often now," she said, with a final sob, as she shook out a very wet handkerchief and looked at him through her tears. Something in her face must have giv en him hope, for one arm was slipped around her, and he drew the little, pas sive hand, which he held, to his lips. "Say vou will forgive me!" he urged, with sudden boldness. "Think how hard it will be, and how inconvenient, to get a new German teacher in the middle of the summer. Helen, don't you think you might marry me? Then we could continue our lessons indefi nitely." Slowly but with a sense of appro priation she felt herself being drawn in to his arms. "I ought to hate you," she said: weakly. "I'm sure I meant to, but I can't." It was quite a surprising tableau that Bob burst in upon some time af terward. "I beg your pardon!" he exclaimed, wheeling "around in the most absurd way. "I had no idea Upon my word, Gordon, you beat the Old Boy! Iche liebe, I love; du liebst, thou lovest; er liebt. he loves How does it go? Well, well bless you, my children! Let our congratulations be mutual. Alice is coming to-morrow!" Helen and Gordon were married in the fall (she had learned a good deal of German by that time), and they went abroad together. Bob will never call his new cousin anything but "Professor," and Helen has a son named Holstein Gordon a very bright boy, too, who knows some German already. FARM AW HOUSEHOLD. Farming- Votes. Mr. F. P. Root, one of Western New York's most successful farmers, has found full-blood Durhams no better for fattening than grades "from good com mon native cows." A sheep is the most uncomplaining of all animals. It suffers and dies with the greatest patience, and, therefore, needs close watching. When a sheep stops eating it is in a bad way. It is far more easy to keep it in good health than to restore it when sick ; but, as with other animals, it is usually the case that its digestive organs are out ot order, and a simple dose of oil will do more good than doctoring with many drugs. Laniger. The son of a naturalized citizen who came to this country with his father be fore he was of age becomes a citizen with all the privileges of a naturalized citizen when he reaches the age of 21 years and without any legal process or form. His father's citizenship confers the privilege upon the son under these circumstances. Dress fans are of transparent gauze, painted, but in these also the black and cream or delicate tinted ones are alone worth the purchase money. The reds are ugly, and the blues must be of peculiar shades and match the toilet or they are a horror. They are the grays and wood colors, which are lovely when they can bo found, and the decoration is dainty and in small fair flowering disigns : but one such is rarely seen, while bold colors and large striking objects which are supposed to ornament them stars one out of countenance at every turn,' Jen- nv June. A Candid Lord-Lieutenant. Daniel O'Connell, in the zenith of his popularity, was the idol of the Irish people. When he wa6 released from prison, where he had been confined for some offence against the Government, it was feared that his appearance in Dublin would be the signal for a riot. The troops remained in their barracks, and the Lord-Lieutenant visited then to await what might arise. To while away the time, one of the eavalry officers, Lieut. Twigg, eon ducted his Excellency over the regi mental school-room. The lieutenant, in talking about the best method of educating children, emphasized the idea that it was a mistake to teach them lessons by rote. The proper system was to cultivate their reason ing powers, so that they would under stand what answers they should give. "Now here's a most intelligent pupil, Bill Jones." said the lieutenant, anxious to illustrate the success of his educational method. "Tell me, Bill, who is the greatest person in the king dom of Great Britain?" "Her Majesty the Queen," answered Bill. "Good. And who is the greatest person in Ireland?" continued the lieutenant, confident that the reply would be, "His Excellency the Lord Lieutenant." "Daniel O'Connell!" answered the boy, with promptness and vigor. "Pon my word, Mr. Twigg, I am afraid the lad is right," said the Viceroy, smiling at the blushing offi- A Barrel Hummock. The season for hammocks is here, and I will tell you how to make a com fortable, inexpensive one. Bring your old flour barrel from the cellar or store room, knock it to pieces, clean and paint the staves. Procure a rope four times in length of the place where it is to be suspended, and in size a little lar ger than a clothes line. Now halve the rope, double each piece in the middle, aud commencing two yards or so from the end, weave it over and under each stave about three inches from the end of each one, which will bring the rope crossed between each; do both sides the same and your hammock is com plete. One end of the rope should be fastened up higher than the other. At first this may not seem firm, but when there is any weight on it, the rope be comes "taut" and secure. Worked the Wrong Backet. From the San Francisco Alta. "Ma and I," she 'aid shyly, "are more like sisters thaa mother and daughter." "Ye3," he said, with a lingering in flection on the after guard of his "yes," which rose clear to the ceiling. "Yes, indeed," said the girl, with a rosy flush on her cheeks making her infinitely more beautiful than ever. "Ma and I are inseparable. We have pever been separated a single day since I was a little baby." "N-no?" he said, this with an inflec tion on the second section of "no" that ! went only half way to the ceiling and hack again. "Oh dear, no," the girl went on in her artless way; "and ma always said that when I was married she was going to love my husband like her own son and come and keep house for us." "Oh-h!" said William, withacircum- flex. Then he rose up slowly and firm ly, and said that hehad anoteinbank to take up at 3 o'clock; as it was now 9:30 he would go. And he did go. And he didn't come back again. Not never. And ma said to the girl: "That's where you missed it in not trusting your mother. Why didn't you tell me that man had been mar-1 ried before? Had I known he was a 1 widower, I would have played the ' 'home for old women' racket on him." 1 Don't Work on an Empty Stomach. The errors that prevail with regarc to early morning exercises are simply monstrous. Even the strong and ath letic are liable to injure themselves by exercising long and vigorously in the early morning on an empty stomach, while the delicate, the dyspeptic and the nervous should not allow themselves to indulge in any sustained activity of brain or muscles until the system ha3 been fortified by at least a preliminary breakfast. Farmers sometimes injure themselves by working too hard and too long before broakfast. Moderate exercise, such as walking the lighter forms of gymnastics, and easy games, can be taken indiscriminately, just be fore or after meals , without injury ; but the severer tasks rowing, active games should usually be reserved for the middle of the forenoon or afternoon, or for the evening. It is not well to gc to our meals in a condition of exhaus tion, either of the brain or of the muscles. Bearing Calve?. A calf may be reared to make an ex cellent cow in the following way: When it is weaned and the sooner this is done the better and it is taught 1 to drink milk, it may be fed upon : skimmed milk warmed to the heat of the new milk and fed in sufficient quan I tity and no more. It is overfeeding I which does most harm to calve-i. The first month three quarts of milk three i times a day is enough, the second ; month four quarts may he given at a meal, and the third month six quarts ! twice a day with a drink of water at J noon. After two months it should be taught to eat a little mixed bran and " com meal, and this may be gradually ' increased until it gets a pint a day when 4 months old. The milk may bo con tinued ud to 5 or 6 months if it is con venient, and lately it may be mixed with an equal part of warm water. A small quantity of meal should be given always. New York Times. Keep Hone Bat Good Horses. One reason why so many of our farm ers have found farming less profitable than it ought to he, is because they have kept so much poor stock. Even where they have not attempted to make stock a direct source of income, but have only kept enough to work the farm and supply Hie wants of the family, they have'suffered loss by keeping those of too little value. In the way of horses, every farmer expects to keep enough to work the farm, draw its products to market, haul back such supplies as are needed and carry the family when they leave the farm for business, for pleasure, or in the dis charge of social or religious duties. Now, how common it is for a-farmer to think that he can get along with low-priced, perhaps broken-down horses, at least for part of his sup ply. His pride may lead him to keep one pretty showy span to drive upon the road, while quite inferi or ones may pass muster as work horses. This, we think, is a mistake. No species of stock costs so much for keeping as horses, and it costs just as much to keep poor as good horses, and often more. A well built hor3e, with perfect organs, will digest and assimilate his food much better, and consequently, keep in good condition on much less feed than a loose-built, slab sided horse, with weak digestive organs. In a recent paper we suggested that it might be good policy for farmers to keep an extra team of breeding " mares, to help during the greatest rush of work and raise a pair of colts during the more leisure season. In following out such a plan he should employ no common scrub to sire his colts, but employ thorough-breds ; a Percheron or Clydesdale, if he wants to breed solid work horses ; Cleveland Bays, or some other good, active breed with great powers of endurance, if he wishes to breed roadsters. In this way he is constantly improving his herd, and when he hires men to work his teams they can earn their money. Another great advantage in keeping none but good horses is, they are alwavs salable. Fruit Eaters Heed Ho Doctors. We were struck recently by the re marks of a doctor friend of ours, who said no one thing would do so much to make people independent of the medi cal profession as the daily use of fruit. He had noticed that those farmers in whose families fruit was regularly and largely consumed, seldom needed his services. We thought what a pity every farmer in the land could not be convinced of these truths. It is a deplorable fact that the farmer's fami lies do not enjoy that robust heiilth that country air and out-door life, with Dltntv of exercise should stive. It is also a fact that living on farms whose rich acres are aching to produce abund ant crops of the varied fruits, but very few have plenty, and many never have any fruit, except it may be an occasion al apple. The standard food in a ma jority of farmers' houses consists largely of bread, butter, and meat (mostly pork) fried in grease, and where pastry or cake is used, it has lard in large proportion in its compo sition ; and this food is eaten at least twice, and, in mwiy families, three times a day, year in and year out. Is it any wonder that they are not more healthy, and that their prevailing diseases are such as indicate an over consumption of greasy food ? If fruits were expensive or difficult to raise, there would be some excuse ; but there is no part of the country without plenty of varieties adapted to its soil and climate, and just such as are fitted by nature to both nourish and cleanse the body, and no more skill is required to grow them than to grow corn or wheat. Why is it that so faW farmers make any attempt to provide an adequate supply of what would add much to their pleasure, and save many times its cost in doctors' bills, to say nothing of the sufferings and loss of their dear ones? We entreat you, decide just now not to Jet the spring pass without planting a fruit yard. Surely it is better to grow fruit than to be continually dosing with medicine ? Rural New Yorker. Adviee to Young; Married People The Quiver for June. "Drive gently over the stones!" This piece of advice, which is frequent ly given to inexperienced whips, may be respectfully suggested to the newly married. There are stony places on the road to happiness, which, if not carefully driven over, may upset the do mestic coach. The first rock ahead which should be marked "dangerous" is the first year of married life. Here, especially, is the first step that costs; as a rule, the first year either mars or makes a marriage. During this period errors may be committed which will cast a shadow over every year that fol lows. On awakening from sleep we feel put out and rather cross. May not the young husband and wife experience feelings not entirely different when they awake to reality from the dreams of courtship and the fasination of the honeymoon? Everything must once, more be contemplated at the ordi nary manner of the world, once more with subdued feelings spoken of, con sidered, and settled. For the first time, husband and wife see each other as they actually are. Each bring cer tain pecularities into the married state to wbich the other has to grow accus tomed. They have now no longer to live for themselves, but for each other, and the lesson is not learned in a mo ment. In all things indifferent the hus band and wife must be willing to yield, however new it may be to them, how ever different from what they them selves thought. Self must be sacrificed in order thereby to gain the help of another beloved existence. 'A lady once asked Dr. Johnson how in his Dictionary he came to define pastern the knee of a horse; he immediately answered, "Ignorance; madame, pure ignorance. " This is simply the expla nation of many an accident that takes place at the commencement of the mat rimonial journey. The young couple have not yet learned the dangerous places of the road, and, as a conse quence, they drive carelessly over them. Personal Paragraphs. Whitelaw Reid has just reached hfe fiftieth mile stone. Miss Cleveland writes her composi tions with a gold pen. Her manu scripts are very neat and her writing is legible. "It is never too late to learn." Deacon Jabez McCall, of Lebanon, eighty-three years old, is just now ac quiring his first practical knowledge of measles. Mrs. Adeiina Patti is to receive only $2,000 per night for her opera season in Europe. In this country she got $5,000 a night, and held her nose 3,000' Eeet above timber-line because the amount was so paltry. Emperor William is eighty-eight years of age; Bismarck is seventy-one, Von Moltke will-be eighty-five in Octo ber. Of the historic group at Ver sailles in 1871, when the Empire was proclaimed, the Crown Prince is the only one that seems to have any con siderable lease on life. Richard Short, who tried to assas sinate Captain Phelan, in 0 'Donovan Rossa's New York office, was private ly married to Kate Deasy, a sister of one of the men hung for the slaughter of Cavendish and Burke in Dublin. Short's first wife died only a few months ago in Cork. Railroad president "Don't yon think that rather exorbitant, Mr Badger $11,000 for the lossofyoar wife and her diamonds in the acci dent?" Mr. Badger (indignantly) "Exorbitant? Well, I should saynot I value the diamonds alone at $10, 000. Mr. and Mrs. Allen D. Travis will long remember Shrub Oak, a few miles from Peekskill, because they passed their wedding night there in a carriage under the horseshed of a church, hav ing been locked in the yard by the sexton after their marriage. All their shouts for relief were unavailing and they resigned themselves to the situa tion. Travis is 20 years old and his wife is 18. Both live in Peekskill. In Naples, Ontario county, Super visor Irving Lyons, while restraining his brother Simon, a lunatic, from doing injury to himself or others, held him so lone bv the throat that he was chocked to death. The brother was making most violent resistance and would, without doubt, have killed him if he could. A coroner's jury has exonerat ed the Supervisor, who is overcome, with sorrow. Miss Minnie H. Vorhis, of Spencery N. Y., received the Hall prize essay at Elmira College and graduated in a. halo of glory. The subject of her es say was "The future of the Western Man." Many people who read it in Scribner's Magazine five years ago thought it was good then. It vas stolen by Miss Vorhis almost bodirj- Rt. Hon. John Bright, the English statesman, is again prostrated withill ness similar to that which compelled, his retirrment from the Cabinet in 1870. He is 74 years old,, and lis friends fear that his constitution is breaking. His physicians have order ed that he shall take a prolonged rest from public and private affairs. Parasols. Parasols are of a piece with the mil linery. They have been growing more pronounced for the past three years and have reached the acme. The sateen parasols for country wear are printed on brilliant tulip, ro3e, and daffodil patterns. The richer styles are not only in high colors but embroid ered and contrasted with decorative fan cies in a crazy fashion that suggests the freaks of lunatics rather that serious intention. The finest parasols are the black or cream satin covered with plaited gauze or real Spanish lace, with ivory or ebony handles and hammered gold or silver tops. This year lace is used for a cover or a full deep border put on fiat but not as a ruffle. Sometimes the lace cover falls over the edge of the foundation silk or satin, but it does not greatly en large it Are Women Handsomer tlram Men? I never felt so thoroughly convinced"1, (writes Clara Belle to the Cincinnati ;. Enquirer) that women are really hand somer than men as by the- 3igixt of several of our favorite actors bereft o mustaches. We have to go smooth faced all the while, and yet most of ns manage to do it prettily; but there isn't one man in a hundred whose countenance can stand on its naked, merits. There is a popular young actor named John Drew at Daly's theater, and an actress on the- same stage named Ada Rehan. They have -been mimic sweethearts for imivsishV years in modern comedies. Daly last" revived an old play belonging to period when mustaches were unfashion able, and the actors concerned in the representation were ordered to get clean shaven. They obeyed, though it is said that they postponed the sacrifice until the last hour before the; initial performance. Well, Drew is; truly a frightful object. His revealed mouth is simply dreadful. Perhaps it . misses the weight of the mustache, and will gradually come under symmetrieaJ control, but on the occasion of its de but it was a sad wreck. I am told that Miss Rehan, on first encounter ing him in the wings, ejaculated: "Good heavens! is that the mouth I have been kissing all along?" Cinderella's Slipper. London Globe: The origin of this--nursery tale is sufficiently curious About the year 1730 a French actor of equal talent and wealth, named Thevenard, in passing through the streets of Paris, observed upon a cob bler's stall the shoe of a female, which struck him by the remarkable small ness of its size. Jter admiring it for some time he returned to his house, but his thoughts reverted to the eho with such intensity that he reappeared, at the stall the next day, but the cob bler could give no other clew to the owner than that it had been left in his absence, for the purpose of being re paired. Day after day did Thevenard return to his post to watch the rein tegration of the slipper, which proceed ed slowly; nor did the proprietor ap pear to claim it. Although he had completed the 60th year of his age so extravagant became his passion for the unknown fair one that he became (were it possible for a Frenchman oi that day to be so) melancholy and miserable. His pain was, however, somewhat appeased be the appearance of the little foot itself, appertaining to a pretty and youthful girl in the hum blest class of life. All distinctions were leveled at once by love; the actor sought the parents of the damsel, pro- cured their consent to the match, and actually made her his wife.