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I have made six trips to the locality, and think I may safely say no more will be found. Good crystals from 15 cents to SI each. Collections of Minerals y Students, Amateurs, Professors, Physi cians and other Professional Men. These collections illustrate all the principal species and all grand subdivisions in Dana ann WE BEO to Inform eur friends snd the public that we have Just reoeired direct from San Francisco aad the utern markuU AN IMMENSE STOCK or GROCERIES, HARDWARE, DRY-GOODS, FANCY GOODS NOTIONS. CLOTHING, FVRX1SMXQ GOODS, HATS AND CAPS, BOOTS AND SHOES, Clocks, Faints, Oils, Etc., Selected by oar Mr. B. Bosinilatt, which we offer at REDUCED PRICKS. Parties will find It to their advantage to cal. and exsmire oar stock and prices before purchas ing elsewhere. - Eighest price paid for all k:eds of Produce S. ROSENBLATT & CO. SELLING AT COSTI FOR SIXTY DAYS, -yy.n. PBESTo.t, Manufacturer and Dealer in Lead, Hack and Wheel WamulWd California Leather. SADDLES OF ALL KINDS, BRIDLES, HALTERS, Btn JrOLEfl. HORSE TOTEM, LASH and BUGGY WHIPS, COMBHsiHlBKrsHKS HAItfEiMDKEHSlXQ, ETC ETC. Thaakfol for part favors I would respwrtfuUy olicK emrtlnuaoos of the same. faaporiaaf! Permna kftowin themselves indebted to me either by or aoeormt, are requested to make CHEAP READING. The -WAVERLY MAOAZIXE" fa the haadsomert and Unrest literary in the United States, The articles are all complete in each .number. It alse ennUlns a pace of ranrfc f.sr the Piaon, and dnnble the reading of anv other paper. Sixteen different numbers will be sent to any part of the country, poet paid, for one dollar. Xo one will regret taking a dnllars worth u it will girt guod reading far three Dootha. AAlress, . MOSES A DOW, IVarton Man. GEO. J.BU1S, BOOK AND JOB PRINTER troE5B crrr. oreoox. THE BKWT SHOES EVE1 BROCliHT TO to th BUI let. at tM kw prK . toUL.awsa.aiu. T jjiD" X3'. CHHISTMAS CAROL. BSSSSSSSS BT J. 0. BOLLAVa There's a song in the air! There's a star in the skyl There's a mother's deep prayer And a baby's low cry! And the star rains its fire while the Beautiful sing, For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King! There's a tumult of joy O'er the wonderful birth, For the Virgin's sweet boy Is the carol of earth. Ay! the star rains its fire and the Beautiful sing, For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King! In the light of that star Lie the ages impearled. And that song from afar Has swept over the world. Every heart is aflame and the Beautiful sing In the homes of the nation that Jesus is King. We rejoice in the light, And we echo the song That comes down through the night To the heavenly throng. Ay! we shout to the lovely evangle they bring, And we greet in his cradle our Savior and King. .ver still to the fair, While adown to the sea turret, tower and spire, In a full-throated chime poured eacn deep, iron lung, And the yule-log's red tongue Licked the huge, stony chops of its caven of fire, As the flame through its murky throat thun. dered and sung ; And the haughty retainers stood up in a line, Before great, smoking haunches and lustily cheered When the boar's herd appeared, And rose from the feast with their beards drenched with wine, Till the revelry died away, weary and weird. And once more! But we turn from the erun days of yore To the Land of the Forest the Land of the Mine That's for thee and for thine The Land of the River, the Cedar, the Pine Of the blue, spreading seas, amd the cata ract's roar, Where rough wedges of gold pave the broad, husky fields, And the maple tree opens its sweet pelican veins, , Till Its honeyed store rains, And the bright, winnowed wealth that the heavy sheaf yields Lies, like heaps of seed-pearl, scattered over the plains The land where abundance shall never de crease The land of brown toll and the stout pioneer, And the ipift footed deer, That must now, amid offerings of pleasure and peace, Lay his head on the white altar -stone of the year. And what though there may not be found at our board ' All the glow of the past, with its crimson and gold, And its snlendors untold With its, trappings of war, and Its vassal and lord. When our blood has been nursed through the brave days of old. And what though we've few Ivied abbeys and towers, Swinging out on the air their glad festival chimes! We've old legends and rhymes, And great memories to hallow this history of ours In the knowledge sod light of much happier times. Then come while the cnp circles joyously Bow, A bright mistletoe-branch of the cedar and pine Let s fonAly entwine ; And lead some young beauty beneath the green WisbitK. And preserve of the past all that's truly divine. Prenaratorr to ChrfctaaS tbe bells are - r rang ftt ded midnight throoghout England tod the Continent; iod, tner me weinn vf k mm frr which the churches id France and Italy are magnificent- 1 1 .wrnj. ii is una! mr we irra.cn I . . . n ..I 1 ' , w.m Uke of collation, that they may be better able to iQiUla the fatigue, of the night. A Christmas Story. PARTL CHRISTMAS XTI. It was the carnival of earth, And sweet the litany ascending, In merry bells and joyous mirth. The songs of men with angels blending, With happy hearts and holy wreath, We gladly greet the Christmas eve. It was going to be a stocmy night The oold wind swept down the stroet with an angry howl, lashing tho snow into white billows, ana catchmjj up drilt alter drift in its strong arms, and whirling them away like weird wraiths over the housetops. It, is a warm cheery room we have run into from the storm, all aglow with tbe ruddy firelight and merry with childish voices. Any one would know it was the sitting-room. JLverything has suoh a careless, comfortable look, which is never allowed in tho parlor, The books are strewn over the table, and the chairs aro drawn around in little circles, as though they felt so ciable, and even the pussy ou the rug looks so cozy. Al shuts the blinds with a slam, nd .Tnhnnv builds tin a roarinf fire. "s in a great hurry to light and Maty is in a threat iraething else than the '-cheeked apples she i is something un it the Dalrywiples, v aglow" wih ex eep np such' a as thay gather the crock can t's 'most dark getting , im- front door and .'., ihe,oomingfn; Atiaher';lront jL'yy..:.--. rambliozurounil ti ed varcois tiujt. paoked away; fti id strangest of . all, jiinoeplo.and a great fl'J putj : they on top. must write anota," said Da' opened" vherv swrjypg A after mo's serious' and .od consultation, she wroto as ,.ows: Deab Miss Scrablin : Please forgive our rudeness this moruiug, and accept our peace offerings with many wishes for a merry Christ mas. Yours, tryly. Dkij,, Alex., John and Makt Dalrymple. The note was folded careful and tied to the turkey's lect. Then the girls opened the hall door, while the boys took the 4 basket between them and carried over to Miss Betsy Scrub- hn's. It was only just across the street, so the girls waited in the hall and walohed them as they set tbe basket down carefully on the front step, and then knocked at the door and ran and hid. 'Oh. isn't it cold," said Maty, with a shiver, as they waited for the old lady to come to the door. " l wish papa and mama were safe home." " I wish so, too, but I don't think they would start home in such a storm. Miss Betsy is coming to the door at last." As Del spoke, an old lady appeared at the door with a lamp. She started and turned pale when she saw the baskot. The turkey held up the lit tle note in its cold toes beseechingly. She hesitated a moment, but at last took in the basket and shut tbe door. As they gathered around the fire once more the boys told -what they bad seen through Miss Betsy's win dow. " The curtains were not down yet," said Al, "and we could see in as plain as could be." "Oh, what did you see ?" cried the girls eagerly. " Whyv there she was sitting before the fire with the note in her hand, crying just as bard as she could." u Wasn't it nice?" said Ue hard hearted children as tears of sympathy gathered in their bright eyes. Just then they were startled by a loud ringing ol tbe door-bell. Elner went to tbe door, and they all ran out into the ball expecting to see Miss Betsy walk in. But instead of Mies Betsy there waited a poor old man. Tbe cold pitliless wind blew bis snowy mantle about, as he asked with trembling voice for shelter from the storm. " We never take in strangers after night," said Elner, and was about to shut the door in his fase, when Del's little hand was laid on her rouzb ones. "Oh don't, Elner," she said; "don't turn anyone away Christmas night, in such a storm as this storm, too. un BliUlIU U IUW nviui, By this time several other pairs of hands wete laid on the door, and it was pushed wide open. "Come in and eel warm," said Al ; i"tbere is a real splendid fire in the sitting-room." So Al and Johnny helped the old man in with hi box, while Del and Maty set a chair ior uim iu iuw Warm adI MAtnoei eftn.1 trait If fs4 fin cn v'l uci an- y - fame. - jfirrt, because she had thrown the dwb- H did not look so mor. after all.! water down a Al's head, and ipoiled Del thought, when he had thrown off his cloak, and Bat warming his hands by the blazing fire. He was well dressed, and his jolly round faoe re minded her of "St. Nioholas" in "Christmas Times." "His eyes how they twinkled, his dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a che.TV, His droll laughing month was drawn up like a bow, And the beard of his chin was white as the snow. And in shcrt tho children soon found him to be "a right jolly old oil," from whom "they had nothing to dread." After he had finished tho tempting lunch the girls had brought in for him. be wheoled his chair up to the firo and said : " That is a nice old lady who lives over the way." "Oh, do you know her r" and the children olustered around with eagor faces. "No, dears" said 'tho old man ploasantly, " I only stopped there to inquire the way, and she told me that somo precious children lived here." He was amazed at the burst of merry aughter which grootod Miss Betsy's opinion. " 1 expect she thinks we are pre cious rogues," said Johnny, wnen ne could speak. " JJid she tell you how pretty Al she oo.ked in her old fur hood?" ''And about the diBh-wator poured down on his head ?" "And how we all ran borne as fast as we could f" No. no." the old nentlomaa said, shq had told him nothing about it, but be would like to hear the. whole story. 'Sd with a great deal of blushing and hesitation and many a merry burst of. lau'ghtcry the) children com menced their story. ,k ., V...-. PART C J. , Y'WK CHIU'UESB STORT. riThat. -morrupshoy were having such a grptid tiinosllsJiHg. down the 'street, and the boys lvd just tumblod the girfiioff from AmrUod into the snow. aad.Dcl sid fihjJ ..would never ride on suoh,a ridioujons sled again, auU Maty said sue knew iney uiu it a . ' ttf.il !... it.. Mica 4.rnh. purpose, it an juDw iwu iiiiowviiw lin's little black dog came running( out into the street with somothing to arge, arid black, and furry, that they all ran to see what it was. ibey knew that this dog was in tbe habit of running away with Miss lietsy s mittens aud shoes, but this was neither mitten or shoo, and nothing else but lietsy Soraolin's great fur hood. Suoh a hateful looking thing, the children thought is they picked it up and turned it around, lust like Miss Betsy, who always iooked so cross at them when they met her, and spoke so tartly when they went there on a.i errand. They could almost see the stiff, high orownod hood shaking its stubby lur at them, and saying, "Keen off lrom my flower bed." " Don't muddy my steps," " Don't worry my dog." Altogether they had quite a against Miss ocrauun Her spite blinds were shut, they just knew sho wasn't lookinc. and it did not tako them long to make up their mind to hive sotoe fun. Al put the old hood on and Del tied it down under his chin. Ihen she wrapped an extra shawl around him that sho happened to have on, and Maty lout bim her littlo mud In this grotesque costumo the children had drawn him up and down the street, laughing till the tears ran down their cheeks, to see the venerable hood bobbing up and down on tho sled, with Al s roguisn iace msiue 01 it. But just as they passed under Miss BeUv's windows a sudden slamming of blinds started them out of thoir merrimont. Al hie fright let go 01 the slod and tumblod off into tbe snow. Iiorribla to relate, before ho conld sci amble to his leet a torrent of dish water came down upon bis lurry head. "Oh, he looked awful comical when we helped him up," said Maty, and they all went off into perfect convul sions of laughter. Even Al joined in, and the jolly old gentleman fairly shook with mirth, exclaiming : " Precious children 1 precious chil dren I" whioh sent them all off into convulsions again. Well, at last the Btory went on. Tbe worst of it was that mamma met i,om t thn door. She bad seen it all from one of the front windows. Th had never dreamed df her see ing them, for they had left her in the kitchen stirring Christmas cake. - ha them if ther were not ..hamed to make fun ot a poor old alt alone in the world, with no " . -. . , body to love her, and so stricken witn nnifortv. inn. Tho itirla eiorhed. verr nice and wvi hat Al. the rocue. winked drop of dish-water off from one of bis eyes, and made jonnny t;igg'i the girls !angh outwright. So mamma sent them all to the nursery to stay l ...: .t.e r,.ii vtrrv enough to ask If u. : ....1 not ten ftoiTT a oil at Dol's shawl and Maty's little muff, bnt then Elner brought them a nice turnover, and foil so sorry ior "the poor children," that it made them (eel moro spiteful towards Miss Betsy than ever. Dol shed some bitter tears ovor the pink buds sho wa? working in mam ma's tidy, aud Johnny cut away viciously at the littlo dog ho was carv ing on papa's new bootjack. Presently they saw Miss Scrablin going down the stroot with the ruarkot basket, and nothing over her head but an old brown veil. She looked bo cold and poor that they felt ashamod ot tho way they had treated nor long loved furry hood. When she came baok and thoy saw into hor povorty-Btricken basket, with only a few brown papar parools lying in tho bottom of it, thoy felt very sorrv indeed. " Why," sa'.d Johnny, "she wasn't going to have any turkey or oysters, or cranborrios or anything nioe at all." "Well." said the old contleman, who was getting interested in thoir story, "how did you ask hor forgive ness ?" When mamma found they wero re ally sorry, sho let thorn comedown to, dinner ; but at diuner papa told thorn some vory sad news ; Unole Elias was very siok, and hnd sent for papa and mamma to come without delay. As thoy had not had time to buy thorn anything for the holidays, thoy loft monov with the children to buy thoir own Christmas gifts. '"Oh 1 did they ?" said the old man. I'll warrant your stockings will be filled if that kis tho case. A morry time you must have had buying your gay Christmas toys." "Al bought a tat turkey." " Indoed :" said the old gontloman, " he must bo partial to turkoys." "And Johnny bought a paper 01 green tea." "liroon tear said tho old gontio- man, opening his eyos in amazomout. " Well, now, Maty needn't say any thing, for sho brought homo a pair of number seven slippers that would bo easy ou a person's corns." "Impossible!" and the old man s eyes opened widor than ovor. "And you wouldn't beliovo it,' said Johnny, going on, "but Dol boucrht an old lady's hood, wuu swansdown all around it." " It wasn't for me." snid Dol blush ing, " it was for Miss Botsy Scrablin." "Oh. that oxplams it all," ropuoa tho old gontloman, and the rost of the ttory was soon told. Tears trembled in his eyes when thoy told him what tho boys had seen inrougn iuiss ly's window. ....... . ... j. 1 - . "Children I" said ho.e'your neavoniy Father has given you more beautiful Christmas gifts than the riohost can buy. Ho has given you the snowy mantles of charity, which will make you happier tho longer you wear them, and He hascrownod you with love. Kin its and uueens do not woar suoh royal crowns or rule suoh loyal subjects. And he has given you that rare ornament, an nnseiusn ueun, which will make you grow lovelier every day that you cherish it." 1 do not think that any kings or queens ever went to sloop with hap- pier hearts than uia no nuie urn that Christmas eve. Ior papa and mainma did come home after all, and the good old man proved to be their grandpa, inoirown dear granupa, wuu had been away bo long. " It will be a iolly Christmas if we don't find anything bnt a bole in tbe toes ol our socks," said Johnny. PART IIL CHRISTMAS MORKmO. Forlv ihn nnrt mnrnm? the Cirls vara wiiln awftkn with the first elim- mer of red that camo through the Irosted windows. Del mhbed off a piece of frosting to look out, "Oh I the enow has made . . .... perfectly loyeiy out aoors, jiaiy. It looks just like a Christmas cake with the plums slicking out. " I don't see whit's the matter with my stocking," grumbled Maty. " Why cau't you get it oo ? There must be something in it." Maty pulled off her stocking, put ar hand v dnwn in the toe. and what do you think she brought out ? Why, a little mouse. She screamed, and Del danced for fear it would get hold of her bare leet. "Oh, do throw it out the window, quick!" said Del. "No, I won't either," said Maty, taking it np by its little twisted tail. "It's chocolato, and there's a whole lot mors in my otbor stocking." "Oh, wasn't it good of the boys? 1 wonder what is in my stocking P and Del drew out from her stocking a handful of the reddest, sweetest strawberries that ever grew in Janaa; only iney never npeucu iu the meadows. Vr must hurrw od ." said Maty, or tbey will wake op before we get anytiiing invo uiuir Burcauiz'. A minsics Liter and the girls I were stealing along the ball on tip ! toe. Thev oueoed the dflor into the i boys' room softly. Happily, both Al and Johnny wore fast asleep. A laugh ing Jack Horner and roguish Bopeop slid swiftly down into each little sook that swung from the raantlo, and the girls made their escape not a moment too soon. They had soaroelv roaohed their own room bofore they hoard tho boys', morry langhtot, and thoy knew that the sugar sprites had boon dis covered, It was not long after this before every part of tho houso was ringing with l' Merry Christinas," " Merry Christmas;" and whon tho children roaohed the sittincrooaa thore was suoh a burst of dollghtod wonder and surprise, suoh shouting and ohoering, and laughing and cuattoring mai no body could sloop any longer that morning. It almost took my breath," said Del, " when opened tho door, and there stood the most boautilul Christ mast troo." It was indeed fairly dazzling, with every branch sparkling and bending hnnnath its lond of glittering fruit. Thoy could hardly believe their own nvna Tt. annmnil more like BU OU- chanted drcm. "And this was what Grandpa had in his queor box," said Johnny, as thev wont round and round the troe, read ing thoir naraos pn rich and beautiful gilts of every description, "Uu wasn't it lovoiy oi mm r siu Maty, as bIio camo to a wax doll, splondid in pink satin md gold curia. Del was just goin into raptures ovor tbe dearest littlo gold locket, when suddenly a burst of musio from tho depths ot the treo turnod thoir joy to anrignieu wouuur. It. must, hn a Chrisimas anael." murmured Del as thoy stood with , awed, uplifted faces, gazing at tho wnndoi-lnl tree. It trembled and ; sparklod as tho strange, swoot voice T 1 1 . n4 n Linn rippieu OUl wave uuor wavo u gumuu molodios, which soomod to the hoarts of tho children like a Christmas greot- ing9- It was noma timo before thov dis covered tho bright-wingod songster whoso tiny cage had been hung away in the heart ot the troo. more was a, littlo note pinned to the wires. It' wna from Miss Sorablin. who said that sho was the ono that ought to te for given, and thanking thorn over ana over again for thoir nico Christmas gifts. Sho wanted thorn to aoocpt hor littlo pet bird as a tokon of her friend ship, and wishing hem a vory merry Christmas, she signod horself, Yours lovingly, Bktby Sobablin. Tho slod and skates, toys, puzzles snd frnmns.tho onchantinc itorv books. shining in bluo and scarlet and gold, .1 . A . T .! . . 1. M tne tempting ooiiiueuuiuirv wau weignod down every branoh and lay in glittering heaps beneath all these and many other rioh and costly gifts looked dim through the children's tears, as thoy thought of the boart ache it must have cost Miss Botsy to have partod with bor only pet, the sunshine and musio of hor lonely home. "Oh I she was good after all," said Maty brushing the tears away from bor rosy cheeks. I have no time to tell you what a morry timo tho Dalryraplos had over breakfast, but suffice it to say that papa and mamma were delighted with tne queer little bundles they fonnd undor their napkins, and grandpa was delighted with the loving hugging and kisses which were showered upon him. The children wero delighted with the gay little hearts that Elnor bad put undor thoir plates, and Elner was delighted with her armful of nice Christmas presents. Even the birdie caroled its most joyful melodies, to lot everybody know bow delighted it was with the sunny window and tbe green bower of ivy. 'Oh I" said Del, " I wish Christmas would last all the year round." "It will, daughter." said papa. 11 when we all learn the angels' song, '(tlory to God in the highest, and peace on earth and good will toward men!'" Christmas has always been at once a re ligious, domestic, snd merry-miking festival io England, equally for every rank sod every age. The revels used to begin oo inrist- mas eve, sod continued often till Candlemas (Febroarj 2d), every day be'iDg s holiday till Twelfib-oigbt (January Ctb). Ia the bouses of nobles ' lord of misrule," or " sbbott of ubreawo," was appioted, whose office was "to make the rarest pastimes, to del'ght tbe be holder," and whose dominion k-ici from All-hallow Eve (October 31st) till Candle mas Day. The larder'was filled witbeapous, hens, turkeys, geese, docks, beef, mutton, pork, ": paddings, oats, plums, sugar and hooey. Tbe Italiaos hare tho following proverb : " lie has more business than Eog- lisbovtosat Christmas." The. tenants ot tbe manor sod bis family encouraged every art eooducive to mirth. Poring tbe last days precediog Christmas It is still the custom for Calsbrian minstrels to decend from tbe mountains to Naples and P.ome, saluting the shriners of tbe Vir- iio Mother with their wild muic under tie ' poetical notion of cheering nwsstilibsbir" ! time of ber iutant at tbe approaching Christ I mas.