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What the Bullet Sang.
O joy of creation,
To be!
0 raptur to fly
And be freef
Be the buttle lost or won,
Though it smoke shall hide the sun,
1 shall lind my Love the one
Born for me!
I shall know him where he stand3,
All alone,
With the power in his bands
Not o'erthrown;
I shall know him by his face.
By his godlike front and grace
I shall hold him for a space,
All my own!
It is he O ray Love!
So bold!
It is I all thy love
Foretold!
It is I. O Love, what bliss!
Dost thou answer to my kins?
Ah, sweetheart, what is this
Lieth there
So cold!
Bket Haute.
If We Would.
If we would but check the speaker
When he spoils his neighbor's fame,
If we would but help the erring,
Ere we utter words of blame;
If we would, how many might we
Turn from paths of sin aud shame.
Ah, the wrongs that might be righted,
If we would but see the way!
Ah, the pains that might be lightened
Every hour and every day.
If we would but hear the pleadings
Of the hearts that go astray.
Let us step outside the stronghold
Of our selfishness and pride;
Let us lift our fainting brothers.
Let ua strengthen ere we chide;
Let us, ere we blame the fallen,
Hold a light to cheer and guide.
Ah, how blessed ah, how blessed
Earth would be if we'd but try
Thus to aid and right the weaker.
Thus to check each brother's sigh;
Thus to talk of duty's pathway
To our better life on high.
In each life, however lowly,
There are seeds of mighty Rood;
Still, we shrink from souls appealing,
With a timid "if we could;''
But a God who judgeth all things
, Knows the truth is, "if we would."
Michigan Rose.
BV FI.DHA MAKCIAX.
Two little boys of the street picked up
a bunch of Michigan roses, defaced,
bruised, troddeu on, soiled with dust
stains. Some country girl had dropped
them from her bosom, for they were from
a distance and not seen in any of the
florists' shops. To the children they
were a miracle of brightness, a revelation
of another world, and they stood together
on the street as the crowd surged by,
earnestly and intently examining he clus
ter ot seven small pink roses and a bud.
A girl, passing by, aud attracted by the
eager and interesting look on the chil
dren's faces, stopped to enquire what
they were talking about.
"What is this! It is a bunch of Mich
igan roses," said the girl, with a twinkle
in her eyes; "and it grows tall, away up
to the sky, and all the bush is like this
cluster, pink, with yards and yards of
flowers."
"Sweet Michigan I" said both boys in
the same breath, as the girl went on her
way; but from that day forth, as the
quest of the Holy Grail possessed Sir
Galahad, so the search after Sweet Mich
igan possessed these orphan boys.
By great perseverance in sweeping
street-crossings, blacking boots, selling
newspapers aud many other bleak little
contrivances known only to the children
of want and destitution, they got together
enough mouey to buy themselves each a
white straw sailor hat with blue ribbon
and a little gilt picture of an anchor on
one end of the steamer and a small pic
ture of a sailing ship on the front. They
bought cheap shoes and linen clothes
also, through anxiously hoarding and
saving of pennies all summer long.
They had picked up all the information
they could about "Sweet Michigan," ask
ing the big newsboys in what direction
that country lay.
The children could not learn much,
but what the little newsboys told them
they remembered.
"Did you know," said one bootblack
to another, "that Johnny and Sammy are
goin' to emigrate i
"No; where they goiu'?"
"Wall, they're goiu' out West, where
roses grow, or suthin' o' that sort."
"Their heads are kinder cracked, I
think it's likely. And 'tain't no wonder,
as I knows on. Last winter was a hard
un on bigger coves than they be."
"They was always clever creeturs, and
busy as the day was long."
"Yes, ami the littlest newsboys onrthe
street."
"They're goin to start in the mornin';
we must set 'em off, Bill."
In the morning more than twenty
newsboys and sweepers and bootblacks
went down to the Erie to see the boys
start ou their journey.
We must take a collection for 'em.
Pass round the; hat, boys."
"No," answered Johnny and Sammy ;
"we are going to sweet Michigan and
shan t need any money. Keep it your
selves."
If you get there before I do, remem
ber me; I'm coining, too," sang Josh
Bates.
"We will."
The boys got i aboard a Western ex
press ; their menus waved tbeir hats and
gave them a cheerful farewell ; the train
was off; Johnny 'and Sammy had started
on their new lives.
"Tickets, boy," aid tne conductor.
"Yes, sir." responded the children, tak
ing out "a neatly folded brown paper
irom eacn vest pocket ana uanuing u to
me agent. i;he packages containeu ex
actly fifty cents apiece. They were the
remnants of the earnings of Johnny and
Sammy. There were four five cent
pieces and the rest was in pennies, two
and three cent coins. The man looked
down in those sun-burned, happy faces.
He read no story of misgiving there, but
a confidence aud hope that was pleasant
to see.
"Where did you say you were going?"
"Sweet Michigan," lisped the babies
together.
"Is this all the money you have?"
"Yes, sir."
"Put it back in your pockets. You are
running away, aren't you?"
"Yes, sir."
"I shall have to send you home."
"We're a-goin honie, sir."
"Where are your father and mother?"
"Both dead, sir."
Then the boys told the conductor the
story of the rose, and the desire to go
into the country of that sweet flower; of
the summer's toil accomplished in this
hope ; of the hats, shoes, linen clothes,
and lastly of the mouey saved so anx
iously and carefully. "Aud you had bet
ter take it, sir, for we shan't need it
where we're a-goinV
The loneliness, innocence and youth of
the boys touched the heart of the agent.
"How do I know but God's calling
them there?" said he to himself. "I am
not going to do anything contrary to
Him, or go against him in any way. So
he took two tickets and wrote on them:
Ekie Pass these boys alon? the line to
"Sweet Michigan," aud order Lake Shore to
do the same. SAM.
So Johnny and Sammy were passed
over the route, and tbeir story was borne
along with them. Travelers gave them
food from their baskets. At night a
motherly old lady folded shawls to put
under their beads, covered them up and
made them go to sleep in seats near her
own. Johnny and Sammy really had a
glimpse of Paradise as they steamed
along the Erie that day.
In the night the boys awoke and whis
pered together.
"It's a very good place to be on the
Erie, Sammy."
"Yes; they are all so good to us. They
ain't the same kind that used to be in the
city."
"I don't know there's some awful
good ones there. There's that girl who
told us where the roses grow; there's
Josh and the p'licemen was always good
to us, and we could sleep in the station
when we couldn't sleep anywhere else."
"i don't mean that kind ; I mean the
swell ones."
"Well, they were pretty good, too, es
pecially on Sunday, Johnny."
"Well, conductor," said the farmer,
"me and Marier must git off at the next
station ; our ways don't run no further
together. I'd like to know what be
comes of them boys two children a-goin'
to the Lord knows where. Curus, now,
ain't it? Bound to go to sweet Michi
gan, yet nothin' to go to there as any
body knows on. I'd a-took 'em long to
Kansas, but Kansas won't do, I'm sure
ou't. Mark my words, conductor; the
Lord's a-takin' on 'em up. And it's time,
if I do say it. Good day, conductor; if
you ever come our way, call. Boys,
when you git hum I want you to drop a
line to John lied ley, Onion Creek, Kan
sas. Good day to all on ye," he nodded
to the passengers. "Come along, Marier;
we must be a-gittin' hum."
Along the level of the prairie the sun
burned red and warm. Acres of wheat
were cut and gathered into ricks that
looked like little old women with their
bonnets on. There were also sweet ricks
of pink buckwheat, and the stubble land
where the buckwheat had grown was
oink. too. A very large orchard of
youug apple-trees was in full bearing.
The sunshine falling on the ripening
fruit made them seem yet yellower, red
der and riper. A little rill ran along the
road-side for a short distance, then
crossed the highway and trickled d;wn
a meadow whose greenness showed the
second growth of the year. Great flocks
of hens, turkeys and ducks gave anima
tion to the farm. The great barn doors
were wide open, and out of them issued
the sweet scent of newly cut clover and
timothy. Across the road, opposite the
barn, a fine herd of cows waited to be
milked. They stood quietly chewing their
cuds as Johnny and Sammy came to the
yard by the roadside where they were.
"Will they hurt us, Sammy?"
"No; they are gentle things; I know
by their pretty eyes."
The farm house was a pleasant building
a story and a half high. The doors and
windows were open. The path that led
from the house to the gate was bordered
with camomile and China asters, with
some bright nasturtiums. But over the
portico of the front door there crept a
magnificent vine of Michigan rose. Its
time of blossoming was long since past,
but a few clusters starred the green
boughs. Both boys saw it and recog
nized the flowers at once.
"It is the place 1" exclaimed the boys.
"Sweet Michigan I" and opening the gate
they walked into the yard. They rapped
on the open door and a sad-looking wom
an advanced to meet them.
"Come in, children," she said, very
gently and sweetly.
"Is it the place?" inquired Johnny and
Sammy.
"Yes, I think so."
"We are so glad to get here." Then
in answer to her question they told their
oft-repeated story: "But we were so
glad when we saw the rose."
"Take off your hats and come out to
the trough and I will brush your hair
and wash your faces, and when father
comes in from the field we will have
supper."
So when she had washed their faces the
boys saw a pet Iamb in the yard and
wanted to play with it. Mr. Laly, com
ing across the field, saw the little lads,
and wondered whose children they were.
His wife met him at the gate and told
him what they had told her. "And I
think, husband, God has sent us some
thing to love. They can never be like
our own dear children, I know, but it is
so lonesome."
"They must be queer little fellows,
Sail 7. You say it was the rose that
brought them to the door?"
"Yes; the same slip that little Sally j
brought from mother's and you planted
it for her by the portico."
"Well, let us go to supper now. Call
the children; if we like them we will
keep them."
Johnny and Sammy never before saw
real plenty. The loaf of bread, delicious
butter, cream and peaches, the cake and
honey were all new. The affluence of
the farmer's house astonished them. In
the buttery they saw long, shining rows
of milk-pans, full to the brim, rolls of
butter ready for market, and baskets of
egg9-
"So, boys," said Farmer Laly, after
supper, "you thought you would come
out here and live by the Michigan rose?"
"Yes, sir."
"And you like it, do you?"
"Yes, sir."
"Well, you can live here, if you want
to."
"Forever?"
"Yes. You can call Aunt Sally there
mother, and if you like me for a father
you can call me so. Now, boys, 1 am
going to milk the cows; come and see
them."
The winter had been one of sickness
among children; diphtheria aud scarlet
fever robbed many a home of its little
ones. Among the most afflicted were
Mr. and Mrs. Laly. Of their three chil
dren not one survived. This it was that
made their hearts so tender to the stran
gers who came seeking sweet Michigan.
From this day forth they became Johnny
and Sammy Laly. Aunt Sally taught
them to read. In their sweet home we
leave them, thinking that thereto they
were guided by some angel of the Lord,
perhaps little Sally herself and a crusheu
cluster of withering Michigan roses.
England's Dilemma.
England's worst enemies could not
hope to see her in a more humiliating
position than that she now occupies. She
sees her ancient enemy, Russia, marching
forward with restless force to the accom
plishment of the very thing which Eng
laud has devoted all her energies and
sacrified a profusion of treasure and blood
to prevent her doing. Twenty years ago,
England was able to summon r ranee anu
Italv to her aid to beat back the Russian
from Constantinople, but to-day she seeks
in vain for an alliance. France cannot
goto war; Italy has been bribed away;
Austria has been bought by tne snrewa
Muscovite; Spain and Portugal care noth
ing for the Eastern Question, and if they
did, have as much as they can do to at
tend to their own attairs. England nas
no armies to send abroad large enough
to meet on equal terms more than a Rus
sian corps.
She has heretofore fought her battles
in Europe with her navy, her money, and
a small land contingent. Her navy can
be of little effectiveness in such a strug
gle as is now threatened, her money of
but little more use, since mere are now
no good disciplined troops to be hired
for service against Russia, and if there
were it would drain even her long purse
to put troops enough into the field to
cope with Russia's hundreds of thousand.
She has no Prussian armies and German
contingents to come to her assistance as
she had in the Napoleonic struggles. It
is doubtful that if she chose to go to the
expense, she could assemble from all
Europe troops enough to match the Rus
sian hosts in numbers, while they could
not possibly be a match for them in dis
cipline and effectiveness.
She finds one hope left her; she appeals
to the Court of Berlin, to use its moral
influence to prevent the Russian from
carrying out his schemes. It is sad to
see the proud nation which was so long
the arbitress of Europe brought to sup
plicate the good offices of another to se
cure for her that which she thereby con
fesses her inability to secure for herself.
And this supplication is the more galling
when it is remembered that the relations
of the Prussian and Russian Courts are so
intimate as to give color to the supposi
tion that they are accomplices in each
other's designs for national aggrandize
ment, and therefore England's humbling
herself lefore Prussia is nearly equivalent
to assuming that attitude before Russia.
It is safe to say that England's conti
nental influence has about disappeared.
Toledo filade.
When Men Are at Their Best.
Dr. Beard states that from analysis of the
lives of a thousand representative men in
all the great branches of the human fam
ily, he made the discovery that the gold
en decade was between forty and fifty,
the brazen between twenty and thirty;
the iron between fifty and sixty. The
superiority of youth and middle life over
old age in original work appears all the
greater when we consider the fact that all
the positions of honor and prestige pro
fessorships and public stations are in
the hands of the old. Reputation, like
money and position, is mainly confined
to the old. Men are not widely known
until long after they have done the work
that gave them their fame. Portraits of
great men are aeiusions; statues are nesi
They are taken when men have become
famous, which, on the average, is at least
twenty-five years after they did the work
which cave them their fame. Original
work requires enthusiasm. If all the
original work done by men under forty
five were annihilated, they would be re
duced to barbarism. Men are at their
best at that time when enthusiasm and
experience are almost evenly balanced.
This period, on the average, is from
thirty-eight to forty. After this the law
is that experience increases, dui entnusi
asm decreases.
An Englishman, named Bryce, has
been looking after the pieces of Noah's
Ark, at the summit of Mount Ararat,
where the Armenians of the neighborhood
believe it yet to be, in a good state of
i i r i
preservation, to mem me mountain nas
been thought inaccessible. But this is
the third or fourth ascent that has been
made. The mountain is 17,213 feet
high. The peak is in sugar loaf form,
of volcanic origin, and covered with
snow. It is quite needless to add that
the Ark was not discovered Dy Sir. Bryce
Make Your Own Table Syrups.
We find the following, by a correspond
ent of the Sunny South, and it contains so
much good sense that we give it to our
readers. The numerous brands of molas
ses and drugged syrups on the markets
can be replaced by a healthful syrup at
nearly, if not quite the 6ame money
perhaps money can be saved, as stated
below. There can be no good reason
given why people should eat just what
the world sees fit to prepare for them.
What one eats ought to be pure nourish
ing food, not filthy and poisoned matters
inade up by bad people to make money.
There are several reasons suggestedby
economy and convenience for the making
of syrup from sugar a household prac
tice. The dealer who retails syrup has
to pay freight on the weight of its con
tained water; this he extracts from the
consumer in the price at which it is
offered. The package in which it is trans
ported is much more costly than that in
which the sugar is conveyed; the differ
ence is added to the manufacturer's price,
and is another item of cost to the con
sumer. The retailer of sugar adjusts his
price at the lowest practicable rate of
profit, because modern luxury has made
it an article of prime necessity, and one
that will not bear profit; not so with
syrup, however, on which a rate of profit
equal to the average of that made on ta
ble supplies is required by the dealer.
To make a gallon of syrup of beautiful
whiteness and crystal-like transparency,
such as is known in our markets as silver
drips or rock candy drips, there are re
quired eight pounds of refined sugar,
such tis is known by its various names
and grades of A or B or extra C, and cost
ing 10 to 12.j cents a pound, according
to locality aud distance from sugar re
finery. To this quantity should be added
three pints of boiling water, and the
whole subjected to slow boiling for a
period of fifteen or twenty miuutes, after
which the solution, while warm, should
be strained through a fabric of moder
ately close texture. This will produce a
gallon of syrup at much less cost than
the price demanded for the grades of
syrup named. For a light yellow or
golden syrup, the same quantity of light
brown sugar may be employed, and so
on through the lower grades of sugar and
syrup; but no grade of sugar can be found
which will produce so worthless an ar
ticle as the Cuba molasses generally of
fered in our markets.
The Family. The family is the edu
cation of the race. Here men and women
are made. What they are in the world,
that they were in the family as children.
The family is the place where the first
lessons ot law are received, and where the
whole character in view of law has a di
rection given it. The citizen is made in
the family long before the time for voting
or activity has come. When Napoleon
said, in answer to Madame Stael's ques
tion about i ranee s greatest need, "Moth
ers," he asserted the all-potent influence
of a true life. The family is the greatest
means tor the development of character.
What a world does it present for the at-
lections to abide in ! Where on all the
earth besides are sympathies so warm,
love so pure and lervent as here? All
that gives value or beauty to human char
acter finds in the family at once an at
mosphere in which to expand aud de
velop the elements which shall bring it
to the highest perfection.
Take the Pains. Never think it too
much trouble to answer your children's
questions. How often do we hear the
tart reply, "I am sure 1 don t know, child
pray don't tease me when you see I'm
busy! lhisisthe surest way to stunt
the growth of your child's mind. It is
the most cruel and ruthless conduct possi
ble, thus to deny a child the information
which he craves, and allow him to feel
all the awkwardness and pain to which
ignorance exposes him. Rather hail with
joy these indications of a growing mind,
and make the little inquirer happy by
drawing him to you with a kiss, aud give
him as full and patient an elucidation as
he may require.
Spiced Beef. Pncure a piece of thin
flank of beef about ten pounds in weight,
which salt for about a week; when ready.
split it open with a knife and lay it out
flat upon a dresser, having previously
prepared six onions, chopped very tine.
with about ten sprigs of parsley, and the
leaves often sprigs of thyme, the same of
marjoram, two ounces of mixed spice
(without cinnamon), and half an ounce of
black pepper; mix all together, spread
half on the beef as it lies betore you. then
fold it over to its original shape, lay on
the remainder of the preparation, roll it
up tightly in cloth, boil, press aud serve.
Corn Fritters. Take half a dozen
ears of sweet corn, grate it from the cob
as fine as possible; three well-beaten eggs;
a tablespoonful and a half of flour; season
with pepper and salt; melt equal portions
of laru aud butter in a trying pan; when
boiling hot, drop in the mixture, a spoon
ful at a time. Fry brown and send to the
table hot.
Fish Fritters. Take the remains of
any cold fish; remove all the bones; add
bread crumbs and mashed potatoes in
equal quantities. Mix half a teacup of
cream with two well-beaten eggs, a pinch
of salt and pepper; beat all together;
cut into small calces ana fry in boiling
laru. serve hot.
Rte Drop Cakes. Two coffee cups of
rye meal, two teaspoontuls cream tartar,
one teaspoonful of salt, two tablespoon-
tuis sugar, iwoconee cups ot milk.poured
in gradually, two eggs, well-beaten, one
teaspoonful of soda, dissolved in a little
warm water, and added last. Beat well,
and bake in cups or gem pans heated, be
fore filling.
Indian Custard Pvddino. Four heap
ing tablespoonfuls of Indian meaL one
egg, one quart of milk, salt and spice;
sweeten tosuit the taste; beat the egg and
meal together, then pour in the milk and
bake two or three hours ; stir two or three
tames.
Lkarnino without thought is labor
lost; thought without learning is peril
ou. Confuciu$.
The Cobra.
When the Earl of Albemarle was per
forming military service in India, he had
frequent acquaintance with that deadly
reptile, the cobra de capello. At one time,
a servant, who had leen bitten by a cobra,
was brought to the Government-House,
in hopes that the physician in attendance
could save his life. The remedies given
were ineffectual, and the man died in half
an hour. His death appeared perfectly
lainless, for so long as life remained his
body rested in a state of complete repose,
with the hands open and the palms up
ward. The cobra can be domesticated,
and, when tamed, allows itself to be
handled by persons to whom it is ac
customed with perfect impunity. An
instance of its amiable bearing is cited by
the Earl :
"The General in command of the
Barrackpore District in my time, an old
gentleman of the name of Hardwick,
was passionately fond of cobras, of which
he had a large collection. His pets, leing
of a truant disposition, would frequently
escape into the adjoining compound, to
the no small anuoyance and terror of his
neighbors. I once paid a visit to his
snakery. I saw him seize a cobra by the
tail with his right hand, while he passed
the body of the animal rapidly through
his left till he reached the head. He
then forced open the serpent's mouth aud
showed the poison-bag at the base of the
tangs. When he let the reptile go, so
far from showing irritation at such rough
usage, it seemed rather gratified at hav
ing been chosen to exhibit the idiosyn
crasy of its species iu its own persou."
The Hindoos have a superstition that,
if a cobra is killed, some of its relatives
will avenge its death. For this reason
the serpents are allowed by them to mul
tiply without molestation. It is stated
in a recent publication that, in the Presi
dency of Bengal alone, 11,410 persons
died of snake bite in the year 1869.
The Hurricane.
New York, Nov. 1. A letter from
Key West, giving the exierience of the
Uuited States steamship Uippee in the
storm of the 10th and 20th of October,
says the men, in getting about the decks
to atteud to their duties, wero thrown
violently from their feet, and, blinded by
the salt spray, were obliged to go grop
ing about as if they were in total dark
ness. They could only stick to their
stations by the most desperate struggling
against the hatches, gratings, doors, deck-
buckets, and many other articles that
were being swept back and forth across
the deck, by the rushing of the water as
the ship sailed and tossed. Breathing
was difficult, and the air taken into the
lungs was so loaded with sea salt that it
caused excessive irritation, producing
violent coughing and vomiting. I he
suffering of the men was most intense,
especially among the firemen and coal
heavers, who were not only deprived ot
ventilation but obliged to inhale the salt
water steam produced by the seas rush
ing into the fire-room. It was then
thought advisable to encourage the men
by the use of stimulants. The surgeon
found a sufficient quantity to give all
hands and sent it to the cabin to bo dis
tributed. The effect of the storm on the
animals on board was peculiar. The cats
disappeared the morning before the storm
and were not seen tor hve days alter ward.
The dog, Daniel, a splendid pointer.
owned by the captain, exhibited the
greatest dread at being left alone and
was only appeased when some one was
petting him. The hens and turkeys,
usually the most hungry and voracious
aud quarrelsome beasts On board, for
got their hunger and barely opened their
eyes when food was thrown them. Two
birds (babo9), a species ot pelican, came
n board while we were lying in the vor
tex. They must have been drawn down
while attempting to fly over us. The
parrot was the ouly thing on board tliat
seemed at all to enjoy the surroundings.
ii r.KOF.u iji Town. A lausrhable
incident is told of a German aud his
,ift? who visited Ocean Grove the other
day. Going into the ice cream garden
I A
the man aslied lor beer lor two:
"Zwei glass peer."
"Eh?" said the clerk.
"Zwei glass peer," with more emphasis.
"What is it you want?"
"Peer I peer! peerl Zwel glass."
The clerk failed to comprehend, and
urAn to experiment bv placiusr two
plates of ice cream before the pair.
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"Ugh I take away uot sniooij ve vani
peer lager."
"Oh! Lager bier, eh?"
"Yaw yaw ! dot is right. Zwei glass."
"We haven't any- don't keep it."
"You no keeo hiinf Veil, vere can ve
findt soom eh, uiein frent?"
"Nowhere. You can t get any in the
nlace."
"Can't i?et any peer no laser? Mein
" n m-
Got in Hiinuiel! Dot was awful places!
Vat dime leafs de nexdt train, eh? Coom
on, Katerma," and without waiting for
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an answer iney Btarieo ior tne uepoi.
The stewardess of the Plymouth R'Ksk
tells of a romantic young lady who ven
tured out too far at Rockaway Beach and
was nearly drowned, but fortunately, was
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rescued ana given in ner cuarge. isn
coming to her senses the young lady de
clared she would marry him woo naa
risked his life to save hers.
"Impossible," replied the stewardess.
aitru.. ii t a alpaa1e n a rrS a1 t't
"No."
"Wasn't it the handsome young fello
who was bathing near me in the surf
when I became unconscious! '
No, 'twas a Newfoundland dog."
TCupkror William has addressed the
following words to the citizens of Wis
sembourg, in AUace, where the French
first felt the shock of the advancing Ger
man hnt: "I know vou come to me with
bleeding hearts. It is only natural, my
friends; but I myself have known vicis
iM1oa hut bore no strain st them. Be
lieve me, as an old man, time sets all
things right. Time reconciles as to
greatest changes, and time, I am sure,
will make yoa satisneu.
A dry subject The mummy.
The Story of Captain Nathan Hale.
On September 22d, one hundred years
ago, within the limits of the City of New
York, Captain Nathan Hale, of the Con
tinental Army, was hung as a spy, with
out the formality of a trial and under
circumstances of peculiar atrocity. He
was but twenty-one years of age, a grad
uate of Yale, and a man whose fine liter
ary attainments are perpetuated in his
gran J-uephew, Rev. Edward Everett Hale.
The World gives some interesting remi
niscences of this hero-martyr, and says:
"Tradition has preserved a picture of the
gallant young soldier, w ho, in April, 1770
encamped his company iu the helds near
our Buuker Hill, at Broadway and the
Bowery, and who iu September the same
year crossed the Sound, at Norwalk, on
his perilous errand. Tweuty-oue years
old iu June, bright-eyed and athletic, he
was dressed in a frock of white linen,
fringed, such as officers then wore, with a
yellow ribbon in his cockade, to mark his
rank, in lieu of epaulettes. He had his
firelock slung behind (all officers wore
them thus), aud at his side was the sword
worn by his uncle, Nathan Hale, who
was killed by a shell at the siege of Louis
burg, in 1745. When equipcd for the
perilous work of a spy, Captain Hale
changed his uniform for a plain suit of
citizen's clothes, with a round, broad
brimmed hat. He was set ashore at
Huntington, Long Island, and thence
proceeded through the British camps ou
Long Island aud New York. After pass
ing safely to the outposts of the British
army, he stopped at a tavern called the
'Cedars,' where he was seen and recog
nized by a Tory cousin, a dissipated
youug man, named Samuel Hale, who
had received many favors at his hands iu
former times. This double traitor be
trayed him to the British, saying that he
was a captain iu the Continental army
and a spy. Gen. Howe was then residing
at the Beck man House, near the present
junction of First avenue and Fifty-first
street. Hale was brought before him,
and frankly owned his name, rank, aud
object. This was on the 21st of Septem
ber, 1776, just one week from the day on
which Washington had given him his se
cret instructions, at the Murray House,
ou Murray Hill.
"Howe had Hale hung without s trial,
and the infamous Provost-Marshal Cun
ningham tore up the letters he wrote to
his mother aud betrothed, on the morning
of his execution. He died like a hero,
saying with his la.t breath: '1 regret
that 1 have but one lite to give for my
country Ihe place of his burial is
uuknowu, but is within the city limits.
"At the time of Captain Hale's execu
tion he was engaged to be married to a
youug lady in Connecticut. She survived
him seventy-live years, aud, though he
yielded to the importunities of friends
and married, she never forgot her youth-
ul lover. V lieu she came to die, at the
age of ninety three, the lat word the
spoke was 'Nathan.' "
A couiiEsroNOEXT furnishes us with
the annexed accouut of the perilous ad
ventures of Jake Ramp; "Thirty-five
years ago, or thereabouts, there lived iu
Southwest Georgia a wiry-haired, carroty-
headed, freckled-faced backwoodsman by
the name of Jake Hump, who passed
through the following perils before he ar
rived at the age of twenty-five years:
"He was first slrickeu by lightning; then,
ou two separate occasious, he w.i bitteu
by rattlesnakes; then lie was bitten by a
cotton-mouth moccasin, afterward he wa
thrown from a wild horse, and had one
arm aud one leg brokeu. But a shoit
time after recovering from his fractures,
he and a youug brother, while searching
for their cows late one afternoon, were at
tacked by a large panther, which caught
Jake, dragged him at least a quarter of a
mile to a dense hammock, where it de
posited its prey and proceeded to cover
him with leaves and brush. The p.tuther
was a huge animal, aud had crushed Jake's
shoulder there; yet he soon recovered.
Soon after his shoulder healed up he made
an attempt to run off with a neighbor's
wife, was pursued, overtaken, shot, badly
wounded, aud was afterward strickeu
several times with a knife and left iu the
road as dead. In time he recovered, aud
stole from a neighbor a pig, for which he
was sent to the penitentiary for a term ot
i ; a st
years, wnere i lost sigut oi mm.
Sacannah Neic$.
The New York World, of M mday,
says: "Mr. Hutching, formerly kuowu
as Uaruum s 'ligtittuug calculator, out
now a licensed minister of the Methodist
Church, preached at the African Metho
dist Episcopal Church, ou Sullivan street,
yesterday morning. He stated publicly
before the services were over that he car
ried a certificate from Mr. Baruum to
show that 4,000,000 of eople had been
to witness las remarkable blackboard ex
ercises; but it was very evident that he
would have to live a long time before
that number of persons would hear him
as a preacher. Hi audience was com
posed of about one hundred colored uieu
and women, besides half a dozen white
persons. At this rate, he would have to
preach 10,000 times before be could have
been heard by only 1,000,000, aud this
feat will probably be impracticable, eveu
for a lightning calculator. 1 hose 4,000,
000 who saw Mr. Hutching as a feature
of Mr. Barnum s show, will remember him
as a good-looking young man, of slight
figure, fair complexion, and wearing a
very heavy black moustache. None of
these outward appearances have been af
fee ted by the very radical change which
seems to nave taken place within.
How to Woo a Woman. Woo a wom
an bravely. If there is anything humili
ating to a woman, it is to have a lover
whom she wishes to honor, weak and
rapid, ever yielding and half afraid ot
her. She longs to tell him "to act like a
man I" The man who conceals or denies
his lore for fear of being laughed at is
a coward. A love that has no element
of divinity in it is not love, but passiou.
which, of itself, has nothing ennobling.
That was a beautiful inscription on an
engagement ring, "Each for the other,
and bout for Wod,"
Storms in the Sun.
Professor J. D. Steele communicated
the following to the Kltnira (N. Y.) Ad'
vert iter:
"There appeared In the Adcertiter aomo
weeks since a paragraph, copied, I be
lieve, from a Michigan paper, declaring
that a column of magnetic light is shoot
ing from thu sun at prodigious speed
that it already reaches half way to the
earth, and that in all probability by
another summer we shall hay celestial
aud atmospheric phenomena beside which
our rudest winter will seem like a 'Juno
morning in Paradise.' In tine, when this
big tongue of flic touches the earth it will
likely lap up our globe in one mouthful.
Very many have made inquiries of mc
concerning this prodigy, and, with your
leave, l will try to satisfy their curiosity
and perhaps allay their fears.
It ha bucn known for some time that
during a total eclipse flames were seen to
play on the edgy of the moou. During
the eclipses of 180S and 18fl'J it was
definitely settled that they were entirely
disconnected from the moon, and were
vast tongue of fire darting from the sun's
disc. By observations taken with the
spectroscope, aud also by means of the
wonderful photograph of the sun takn
by Dr. La Rue during the eclipse of 1800,
it was discovered that these fire mountain
consisted mainly of burning hydrogen
gas. This was precious information to
secure iu the midst of the excitement and
novelty and in the brief duratiou of a
total eclipse. It did not, however, satisfy
scientific meu. For more than two years
Mr. Lockyer, aided by a grant from Par
liament to construct a superior instru
ment, had been experimenting and search
ing in order to detect these flames at
other time than at tho rare occurrence
of a total eclipse. On the 20th of Octo
ber, 18Jd, he obtained a distinct image of
one of the prominences, which ho ul'ter
ward traced entirely round the sun. As
tronomers can, therefore, now study these
flame at any time.
Thu result of observations now being
takeu show that storm rage upon the sun
with a violence of which we can form no
conception. Hurricanes swept over its
surface with terrific violence. Vast cy
clones wrap its fire into whirlpools, at
the bottom of which our earth could lie
like a boulder iu a volcano. Huge flames
dart out to enormous distances, aud fly
over the sun with a speed greater than
that ot the earth Itself through space. At
one time a cone of fire shot out eighty
thousand miles, and then died away all
u ten minute time. Beside such uwtdl
couvulsious, the mimic display of a ter
restrial voicauo or earthquake sink into
usiguincancc.
Tnere 1 nothing iu these phenomena to
alarm u. They have, iu ail probability,
happened Constantly for age past. That
we have now means of iuvestig ttlng their
height aud velocity, furnishes no sense of
anxiety. Rumor of these discoverie
have crept luto tho papers, and exagger
ated by repeated copying and setisatioual
additions, have given rise to these mys
terious aud uucailed for predictiou.
The Hero of Minnesota.
There is uo tragedy of Sliukeicaro so
grand and complete, so satisfying iu its
dramatic uuity, as ono which ha now
been acted on tho stage of real life in
Minnesota. Now that thu drama is fin
ished by the death or capture of its vil
lains, we must, tor thu honor of the state.
reeat thu familiar outline of the story.
A everybody knows, the cattuer of tho
Northtield, Minn., bank, who was also
thu treasurer of Carleton College, wa a
mouth ago attacked in hi bank by a
band ot highway robbers and told that
he must instantly opeu his safe or die.
This is uot thu first time .that cashiers
have been so caught ami threatened.
Ihey have always yielded, preferring life
to honor. But the Northtield cashier was
a hero aud not a cowaid. It took him no
tiinj to refuse. He could die, but ho
could uot be compelled by threat to be
come the accomplice of robbers, and they
murdered him. Hi trust he kept. Tho
saviug of widow and orphan which
had been confided to him he preserved.
Ho retained his integrity. He did not
think a few year more of lifo worth so
much as honor and duty. Aud so he died,
keeping well the trust put iu hi hands
by a financial institution aud by a Chris
tian college
The robber came from Miouri, where
Iced of violence are uot rare aud where
they had often cscaited. They thought
that by such audacity a had been suc
cessful at home they could succeed in a
more northern state. Butthcy found in
Mr. Hey wood au obstacle such as they
h id never met. Before they could turn
and flee the citizen were rushing to
horse aud arm. One of their number
was already shot. They gained the-open
field, but were uot yet safu. Tho country
was aroused before them and behind.
Every citizen became a detective and
every copse and thicket was scoured to
find them. Not one of them wa allowed
to escape. A uuniber of them wero shot
in their track. Others were captured,
wounded or exhausted, to suffer the no
les sure penalty of outraged law. The
tragedy has had its fitting close. Inde
pendent, An Optical Delusion. Hero is a
neat delusion. Roll a sheet of writing
paper into a tube ten inches in diameter,
and hold it to the right eye, looking
through at any convenient object, keeping
the left eye also open. Place tho left
haud, open with the palm upward, against
the tube an inch or two from the further
end. The surprising effect apparently
seen will be a hole through tho hand tho
size of a cross section of the tube. Now,
in place of the hand, put a sheet of white
fiapcr with a bole in it of a quarter of an
eh iu diameter; stare intently into the
tube, and you will see tho hole in the
sheet of paper floating in the hole of the
tube, clearly defined uy the difference of
illumination. Each eye obviously trans
mits a different impression to the brain,
and that organ, uaable to disentangle
them, lands us on the palpable absurdity
of a materialized hole.
A branch concern The limb of a tree,