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HKS. A. J. MSUVAT, tdltor and Proprietor OFl'ICE-Cor. Trout niut Murk Slmli, A Journal rortheTcopIe. - "' USVofed to the Interests of Humanity. " Independent In Politics and Religion. Mlve to all Live Issues, and Thoroughly Radical In Opposing and Exposing the Wrong ot the Masses. TEHMS, IX AT1VAXCE: One THr Kir monlhs , Three mBnius .I3W 1 7S - 1 CO Free Srsrcir, Fjite Tress, Free Teople. Correspondents writing overassnmeil signa tures nui make known their name's to-the Edltor.or r.o attention will be given to their -VEttTISBMKXTSInserted on Reasonable zerxns. III. POTtTXVND, OREGON, 3TX2.II AY, J-AJNTJVTIY S3, 187-1. communlca.lons. - 4 JUDITH MILES; on be Don mint Shall wltU Her? BV MRS. P. F. VICTOR. Enter!, eranMti to tbe Aet of Congress, in me year isrj, uy Mrs. f. F. Viclor, In the Office of the Librarian f flon cress, at Washing ton Oltjr.l CHAPTER VIII. EJtDINO IX A KISS. So Judith weut back to her lonely, loveless, altogether hopeless nnd forlorn life with her father vindicated before tlw public, safo from the law, but still guilty in tbe estimation of the only per son whose good opinion soenied partic ularly desirable to her. Not only her father but herself. "Worthy child of such a parent, how could tho ever hope to have again such a friond as she had lost? She did not hope; she was given up "to shame and despair. 'Two -'weeks a month six weeks passed away; tho summer was gone, and Boone had not yet returned. Miles be gan to be like a man distraught When the half of July was past lie was fret fully Impatient; his mind being fully made up to return to Texas as soon After Boouo came home as practicable. At the end of the month he was depressed and serious. When August was well-nigh gone he plainly betrayed by his irritable manner and haggard appearance that something more than impatience preyed upon his mind; he felt a fear he would not acknowledge that his son would never return. JTis gloomy eyes were bloodshot with gazing-into the south to catch the first glimpseof the homeward bound wanderer. It is an error to presume that the mau of culture has stronger affections than tbe simpler man. Very often the re verse is true, for obvious reasons: the unlettered man having fewer objects on which his love can be bestowed, and there being no frittering away of the af fections. Boone was Jack Miles' "Ab solem," for whom he would have died, yet upon -whom in his stubbornness ho would have blindly forced death, and repent of his sin ever after In agonies of self-accusation. These agonies were al ready beginning to visit him. To cheat them of their force he spent whole days away from homo on various pretences but always riding toward the south in a j vacuo, formless hope of finding relief in that direction. Unjust, as self-accusing minds are sure to be towards those whom they have injured, Miles could not bear the light of Judith's changed appearance and listless movement. If she was si lent, he construed her .silence into con tempt; if she made an effort to divert his thoughts from Boone, he was an noyed by what he chose to think was condescension. Never was there a more Intense compound ot pride, Belf-will, suspicion and strong-feeling than this rude Texan. It is not to be presumed that living in this atmosphere alono Judith was not influenced by it. Her sensitiveness be came suspicion; her native delicacy an exaggerated pride. The only thing left In her life to keep it sweet was little un conscious ivalie, with her smiling au dacity and abundant love. She snubbed her father and teased her sister, fearless of rebuke; prattled of what she chose, -and amused the unhappy ones against their will. It was now September weather, with an air that was warm, soft and dreamy, adove a landscape parched and dusty Judith had forbidden Katie to play out of doors, nnd tho child was restlessly skipping back and forth between the two rooms in the endeavor to find space enough for her activity. "I say, Jude," cried Katie, suddenly stopping to peer under her hand at some distant object, "Mr. Siiultz is coming! I reckon he's got me some dulces. Brush my hair, quick, Jude, and make nice curls! Mr. Shultz hain't been here for neverso long a year, mebbe." And the delighted child danced up and down on tiptoe to her sister. "Hush, Katie," said Judith, ner- Tously.turning a shade paler.and snatch ing a glance at her own black braids. 'Perhaps Mr. Shultz is not going to stop here; you must not make so much noise about it, anyway." However, lest he might stop, Judith began hurriedly to moth the curls he admired so much, and otherwise to put the child In order keeping a detaining hand on her, lest In her eagerness she might invite a visit not before intended. But it was soon made evident that a visit was intended. Mr. Shultz secured his horse and approached the house, so that Katie was soon permitted to meet him outside the door. "Ah, Katie Is it thou ? How art thou, elfln? How many kisses, now, for for what Is in my pocket!" Katie did not stint her kisses-she was too thoroughly delighted to have her old friend back again. "That Is good-that Is charming," said the hearty German voice, to which Judith was listening in trembling ex pectancy. "Here now is thy pay, and thou must lake me now to thy sister." "Jude is in there," fold th M.nii pointing to the sitting-room, but sitting down on the door-step to examine her newly-acquired property With this introduction Mr. Shultz went in, it must be confessed more awk wardly 'than was his wont. He could hardly have told himself what brought him there, and being there, was doubt-J fill linn fiA clinllli? ) A paoaT a1 T(-a It " wise, he asked himself at tbe last mo ment, to renew the acquaintance ? "Good-morning, Miss Judith, he said, pausing in the doorway. "Good-morning, Mr. Shultz," re turned Judith, a slight flush 'tinging the clear white of her face; "will you be seated ?" "If I am welcome," he replied. "Tell me first if I am welcome." "I do not know why you should wish to bo made welcome, Mr. Shultz," said Judith, with a deeper blush. "You know what kind of people live in this house Incendiaries, and liars." It was now Mr. Shultz that blushed. His courteous nature was touched and wounded. "O Miss Judith, how can you! Never, In my my most secret thoughts, have I said. that to myself. Itis painful It Is an outrage." "To call myself a liar? It is an out rago that I -suffered from yourself, if I remember rightly not but that I de served it." Sho stood confronting him, the color once more all gone out of her face, that looked so white in contrast with the large, dark eyes and jetty lashes. What a change had come over the soft and blushing girl of six months ngo. Mr. Shultz sank into a chair, regard ing her steadily, yet with a demeanor more or less puzzled; for this was a woman who confronted him, instead of the precocious child whom lie had openly admired and patronized. "Mis? Miles," he said addressing her for the first time by her sur name, "You do make me unhappy by your resentment. I do' not like to suffer. 1 have no talent to be unhappy. Will .you not forgive me '" It was the old, frank, half-humorous way again, so hard to resist, Judith felt a throb at her heart, and sat down again, half-faint, her eyes on the floor. Forgive him! What had alio to for give compared with what he had for given ? Could the account ever be set tled hor father's account and hers ? A moment's reflection showed her the emptiness of such a hope. She was ir retrievably this man's debtor, and such must remain. The score could not be blotted out by fresh favors. No; sho would not have his friendship, to which she had no right. "Mr Shultz," she said at length, her eyes fixed on her hands, twisting nerv ously in her lap, "you must not think me ungrateful for past kindness because I decline future ones. You have been the best, and only wise ami thoughtful friend I ever had, and what little worth there may be in me I must owe to you. But I owe too much already to accept more. I give you up, knowing what 1 1 lose. It is best for you to keep away : from here." "But I do not see why I do not see why! Your father's fault I beg your pardon Is not yours, and you are dis tressing yourself on that account I knowit. And you are punishing me for a word," dropping his voice remorse fully, "but that is a mistake. Bo not I know that you are truthfulness itself? Your poor attempt at falsehood could not deceive me. It told more than it concealed. And It showed meyour noble heart, which pained Itself for another. Do not tell me your worth is not your own. I know it for myself," he con cluded, rising in .his earnest, positive fashion, and standing before her. But Judith, who found no room for pride or resentment here,- was deter mined to debase herself. "I am not fit to receive your kind ness," she said. "I was not fit from the first. There is something I have wished to speak to you about your books I should like to return them to you." "You will not have even my poor books? But they are not mine; they are yours. All the value they can have to me is their association witli your self. It may be much, but I will not have them for all that." "The time is coming, then," contin ued Judith, still nervously twisting her slim, white fingers, "that they will waut an owner, for we cannot stay here much longer. Pap will go away as soon as Boone comes home, or" sho wanted to say, "as soon as he can givo him up as dead," but her lips refused the utter ance, and a few great tear-drops fell upon her hands. Mr. Shultz was losing his habitual self-eommand. He had a genuine heart ache for this unhappy girl. "Her brother, too," he muttered; "she sor rows for Jiini," and failed thing aloud. to say auv- "When we go," continued Judith, "there will not be room in the wagon for such luxuries as books. Pap would not allow it if I asked him," she added i with a UlUe flU8U and d'Snifll lifting of her head. "What is it I have dono that your father so dislikes me ?" inquired Shultz with some display of feeling. "You did speak against me at tire examination that I had Iujuredyourfalherpurposely. But it was not so. I havo tried to buy his land at a price that is enough for un improved land. I have always been his friend, even when he did say rough things about me. I had that pelce of land put in wheat because it was an out-of-the-way corner, and could be made profitable so. If your father bad waited for the cutting and sacking of the wheat It would have been soon enough; his stock were not suflering for water; I ask you now, what have I done?" Happily his warmth and vehemence aroused Judith somewhat from her hu mility and dejection. A spark of the electric fire communicated itself to her. "It is not what you have done," sho said; "it is what you are, and we are I do not deny" looking up at him with a humid smile "that I consider myself your Inferior, In many ways. But we belong to a class that will not bear to have superiors. Pap has not education but he has pride, and anger and injus tice," sho added in a lower tone. "Yes, that is it. And will you have me bear this injustice? Will you say that I must and that you must? Why does your father wish, to leave Califor nia? There arc marry pleasant places, even If he likes it not here. It will not be better in Texas, and you will have had the long, hard journey for. noth ing." "I know it," answered Judith, shud dering. "If Pap starts for Texas, we shall never get there; but ourbones will Ho along with Boone's." "Do you believe your brother to be dead ?" asked Mr. Shultz, regardingher with wonder and pity. "And can you calmly consign yourself to tho fate which you think has overtaken him ? Miss Judith, you surprise me more and more. Pardon mo but only a fool or a heroine could dare such a chance as that; and that I do not think you -the first, you know. It may be heroic, but I do think it wrongso recklessly to disregard yourst If." "My fate is not in my own hands," answered Judith, sadly. "Whero Pap ond Katie go, I must go." Mr. Shultz was struck with an idea. Ho had not much hope of its usefulness, and he blushed rather to propose it; but after a fow restless movemcuts about the room he ventured upon it. "If you wished it, I could prevent your father leaving California." "How?" inquired Judith, wonder Ingly. "I could cause suit to be brought again." "I do not know how that would pre vent him, if the result was the same as before." "It would not be the same. Youcould never do it again I" with so much meaning that Judith started up, her face dyed with blushes. I "You do not propose this thing to me?" she asked, after a moment's hesitancy. "If you believed so, why have you uot done this before?" "Why, Indeed," returned Mr. Shultz, shrugging his shoulders. "Had notyou suffered enough ? Why put your father in prison ? He will not burn our wheat again. Do not I know that? But if he is not satisfied with what already he has done, and will carry off you and Katie from me forever, perhaps he is best to be shut up," and ho studied the changing countenance of tho astonished girl be fore him with characteristic coolness. It required some time ior Judith to arrange her thoughts. Not that sho had the least idea of sending her father to prison; but the audacity of thoBUggges- tion, together with the knowledge that Mr. Shultz possessed this power over them without exercising it for she could not help acknowledging he was right in his conclusions was more than she could take in at once. She ought to be angry with him, nnd She ought to bo grateful to him. What she finally made up her mind to say was this: "I am under obligations to you, Iper ceive; but Ida you the justice to believe that yon never meant to propose that I should gratify myself at the expense of Pap's freedom. Bad as you may think me, I could nover do that." Mr. Shultz smiled, half-humorously, half-sadly. "What is that the English poet, Mrs. Browning, has written, " 'The. world's male chivalry has perished out, But women arc Vnlcht-crrant to the last.' "You havo resolved to be -knight-er rant. You will go and put yourself in tho way of perils, and if you perish in your adventures, count it so much duty and glory. Is it not so?" "What docs it matter?" asked Judith, despondently. "lean imagine a life I should like to live a beautiful life, full of pleasant things. I believe I would try hard to gain or keep such a life, But this one that I live now Is neither beautiful or pleasant. If I die by vio lence, I "am no worthier a better fate than Boone," and again the tears of be reavcln't 'Hied iier eyes. l do trust you aro mistaken about your brother," said Mr. Shultz, his face and manner full of sympathy. "In these adventurous countries men aro con stantly disappearing, to re-appear again, after years, perhaps. You must not' grieveawav rotirvnniii t.i . .. ! he added, with that mixture of mirth fulness aud common sense which in fused Itself into his gravest talk, "that the roses of your checks have turned to lilies all too soon. It Is too soon for lilies at sixteen. Besides, you accept death too sasily. That Is uot natural orhcalth- iui. iou arcocriaskcu. lou have too much care for your age, and you feel everything too much." Then reallz- lug, as he beheld the hopeless expression with which Judith Hit cued to his little lecture, that there was no apparent remedy for this stato of things, Inter rupted himself to continue In a different tone: "O, yes, I do preach to you you who cannot help yourself ! I do wish to be eighty yeara old, or to have a wjfe and house that you and Katie could come to me. My wife and I we should bo good to you, and bring the roses back.'t Judith looked up to seo him smiling down upon her curiously. Irreslslably a fiery little demon of anger took pos session of her. Sho hnted him for wish ing to be old; she hated hlmforwishing for a wife, who should adopt and pat ronize .her. Mrs. Shultz to patronizo her, indeed! Sho would die in prefer ence! "I do not want what you say," she cried out, passionately. "I do not want to be taken care of, or have your wife good to me. Did I not tell you that tbore-had been too many favors already? And now I tell you that you need not marry on my account; for I can live as I always have, and my Pap's house is good enough for me." Tiieu finding her self on the point of crying, and covered with shame for her angry utterance, Judith fled into the kitchen.' Mr. Shultz did not follow her, but called Katie to him and entertained himself with her prattle for five min utes. At the cud of that time lie dis missed the child and madc-believe to be going, which movement, as lie expected, brought Judith from her retreat. Her checks were a bed of roses now, and her trembling Hps carnations, while the dew had not quite disappeared from tho softly-beseeching eyes. "Mr. Shultz," she said, with a return of her old diffidence, "I am ashamed, and sorry. What makes mo so bad I cannot tell, but I hope you will forgive my rudeness." "It is easy forgiving you," that gen tleman returned, smiling into her humid eyes;" "but why will you not be friends with me, if I marry ? I do think that I cannot 11 vo without you; so, either I must marry and take you for my sis ter, or I must" "Pap's coming," called Katie from her lookout, and what It was that Mr. Shultz was about to declare he must do In the other case remained unexplained except by one rapid action. He en closed tho girl's form in his strong arms, held her one moment closely to his breast, and kissed her Hps repeatedly. "Go, go," sho cried when she had struggled herself free,- more concerned to prevent a meeting between her father and "Mr. Shultz, than to hear what ex planation he had tooflerforhis conduct. With a hasty addio, he turned away, kissing his hand to Katie, aud was gone. Judith retreated up stairs, taking Katio with her, anxious to prevent the mention by the child of the name most obnoxious to her father. So great was her uneasiness and so constant her ef forts to keep Katie amused until the visit was forgotten, that no time was left her to reflect on what had happened, except In that agitated, fluttering, sur prised way, which kept lie cheeks aflame tho whole afternoon. But with the night cometh counsel In tho silence and darkness of her little chamber Judith remembered and thought. She remembered what Boone said to her, that a good and true man "would not make up to a girl only one of his ownort," and felt that it mustbe true. Pride and suspicion were aroused by this lino of thinking, and she was, oh, so wretched and resentful. - Directly sho remembered the uniform kindness and delicacy which characterized Mr. bhuitz's cehavlor during the two years of their acquaintance, and itseemed un likely that he should depart from it in the way she blushed to think of. Had he not always treated her with respect, as If she had been a lady, except? Was It possible he could mean to offer marriage to her after that? Ho had said he could not live without her; could he dare he m6an anything else but marriage ? Was he treating her as it had been hinted lie had treated Sefio rita Inez ? No wonder Inez had tried to shoot him dead! She felt as if, could that suspicion be true, the could kill him with her own hand. Then came thoughts of what her father would do or say, should Mr. Shullz really wish to marry her. She know he would ncvercouscut; but would ho go away and take Katie with him? Or could she allow him to go away alone, broken-hearted, as she sus pected him to be? If it was possible to quit the life she was living for one she might live with Mr. Shultz, her ideal would be realized. To love and live with him would be education, society, every thing! Notouly to her, but to Katie, who need not then to he drugged from frontier to frontier as sho had been aud might bo again, If not saved by Mr. Shultz. From half-waking dreams of this pos sible heavenly future, Judith slid away 'nto 8UCU a 80 refreshing Mecp as she had uot lcuowii for weeks. To be continued. A mau iu Iowa was brought before a Jubtice of the Peace, charged with kiss ing a young lady, "by force aud vio lence and nrnlntt her will II Tlin vnnni lady, who was very handsome, gave her ! Maumouy m a modest, straightforward ' manner, after which his honor cave the ! following decision: "The Court in this case sympathizes with the defendant, and will therefore discharge him with out line, imprisonment or reprimaud, because the Court, while this caee has H la ProKSr,c1ss. has been obliged tolfiave arranged for board there six or SsaLH! boUi arms of 11,8 ebwr in seven days a week for the present wiu iXin. ik,eep ,0T.m b!"i"g the com- ter. It is cheaper to pay board than plalnant hlmsolf." - . rajirod fares. THE CtOSI.VG SCE.NE. BY T. B. P.EATI. (The lolloTvlns poem U pronounced ly the Westminister "Review to be, unnuettiounblr. the finest American poem ever written.) Within the sober realms of leafless tree The russet Year Inhaled the dreamy nlr. Lite some tanned reaper. In hi hour of ene. uca au me iieius are lying brown and lure. The cray barns looilnj from their hnzv hills. O'er tbe dim waters, vldenlns on the t Hies. Sent down the air a greeting to the mills. un ine uuu uiunueroi me alternate nails. All sichU were mellowed and nil Founds Mib- uueu. The hills seemed further and the M reams sane low. Ax In a dream the distant woodman hewed ' His winter log with many a muffled blow. The embattled forests, ercwhlle armed with gold, Their banners bright with many a martial hue. - Xow stood, lite some sad, beaten host of old, On slumb'rous winjs tho vulture Jrled his nizlit: The dove sea rceheard his sighing mate' com nlalnt: And like a star so downing In the light.. ne ni-eiueu 10 pate nnu faint. The sentinel cock on the hlll.lde crew t,iV...!i'ceauaa" "'' "tiller than before; .Silent, till some replying warden blew iiituiicu norii.Hiiu men was heard no more. V.'bcrw i il the Jay, within the elm's tall crest. .milt.- sHrruioui trouble rounu tier uutlcdzed youus; And where the oriole hung her swaying nest. Ity every light wind like a condor swung. here sang the nt.lsy martin of the eaves The buy swallow circling ever near I-oroboding.ai. the rustic mind bWleres. M early liarrcM and a plenteous year. Where every bird that waked the vernal feast. KhlSll- fit hn-A... . I ..... I ... I.. . . .. ...t, qmi-vv niiiiiiuvr IIUIII JA KlllgS 31 morn. To warn the reaper of the rosy east; ..ii xuaiiun iMHtxifsi, empty una loriorn. Alone, rrom out the stubble piped the quail. And croaked the crow through all the dreary doom: Albne, the pheaxant. drumming in the vale. .'muc reiium me untune? loiiiecottagc loom. There was no bud, no bloom uion the bowers; iiie.pmcnoe ineir nnu -Itrouils night by nhrhl: The thistle-down, the only irlio-t of flower". balled slowly by p4?cd iiolselc out of Amid all thlj-In hit mo.t drery air And where the woodbine (.bed uuon the mnh Itsrrimsnn leares.as If the yearstood there. rinngine uoor wiiu its inverted lorcn; Amid all this, the center of the scene, hi- wiiue-iinireu matron, witu monotonous trend. Plied the swift wheel, and, with her Joyless incin, Hat like tj Kate, and watched the flying thread. She had known sorrow. He had walked with iter. Oft supped and broke with her the ashen cruM, And in the dead leaven still she heanl the stir Of his black mantle milling In the dust. While yet her cheek was bright with summer bloom, Her country summoned, and he gave her all; And twice War lwwed to hi sablH plume IU-gavc the sword to Its place upon the wall. Re-gave the sword, but not the hand that drew And struck for liberty the dying blow; Jnr him, who. lo hi sire and country true, Fell 'midst the ran In of the Invading foe. Long, but nut loud, the ilnmlng wheel went on Like the low murmur of a hive at noon; Long, but not loud, the memory of the gone Iirealhed through her ll.i a sud aud tremu lous tone. At last the thread was unapped her head was bowed Life dropped the dlstan through her hand serene; And loving neighbors smoothed her careful . shroud. While death and winter closed the autumn scene. A "Word for the Boys. I was always used to boys and their rough ways, for all my cousins and other connections invariably were boys. Consequently, when grandma Is at her wit's end; when Grandpa glowers over his spectacles at "the little rascals;" when Bridget fumes aud frets at the muddy feet and endless door-slamming; when even I'apa rages over the lost shovel, etc., etc., take things very j coolly. And, between you aud I, if I didn't, I should have been dead long ago. And I have made up my mind to this: "Boys will lie boys" as long as this world endures, and there is no use in forever fretting nnd talking nnd scold ing. It does no good, but, on tho con trary, it docs do harm. I do not like my carpets and furniture spoiled; I do not like this running in and outiu win ter time to warm hands and feet, thus leaving in the cold air. I don't like it; but, at the same time, what can I do about it? If you know anything of boys, you know that they caunot sit still too minutes iu succession. Aud tlieu to get rid of them awhile, we're glad to let them go out. Then they aro uot out any time scarcely ere the spirit of contrariness tells them how nice and warm it is iu the house, and iu they come again. 'So it is perpetual motion. Ecrpctual noise, perpetual mischief, till Icsscd night brings rest for the poor mother, as well as for the boys. Trou blesome? I should think so! And yet I pity the little fellows. How they are hustled around and snubbed. What black looks, what short answers they get. Theyare not wanted In tho parlor, and Bridget won't" have them in the kitchen. It really seems as if there was no room for the boys anywhere. Sol emn respectability frowns at the pecca dillos of his neighbor's boys, as though his own had received a diploma for righteousness which everybody else knows they bavn't, and I, for one, don't expect either hisor mine to get just yet. Old maids, aud ladies without "a family of hoi's," would as soon sit down by a bear as a boy, but some day comes iu a married lady who has neither boys or girls of her own, but her big warm heart takes iu all those of her neighbors. She sympathizes with your perplexities and troubles, and after having made both -ou and j-our boys fall in love with her, cuds her visit. But it hasn't been in vain. In thought you follow her home. You see her handsome carpels, her pol ished furniture and snoties cleanliness of room and ball. And then you look at your own surroundings. Above all, on the ruddy faces of those "noisy, hor rible boys," and you say In ypti heart, as the noble Koniau matron, Cornelia, once said, "These are my jewcis. The abolition of the free pass system for members of the legislature by the Ill inois Legislature has already had a good effect. Mauy members who formerly wont home two or three limes a week, making very luno stay m cynuKiiciu, Woman's Place in Ifature. At the Wonan Still rage Convention in Salem, (Mass.) Nov. 18, Lucy Stone said: "I went Into the first Coliseum in Ro'slou. It was festooned all over the top with our National Flag. There were lings to the right of me, Hags to the 10 ft of me, and as I looked up among their gay folds, I knew that in all our coun try, there Is not a mountain so high, or a valley so deep, that I could fetand on the one, or go down into the other, nnd holding the hand of my daughter, bo protected by the flag in my right to my child, as every father is protected In his right to his child. In bitterness of spirit I could not help exclaiming, "The flag is nothing to me !" . In our late war. when men watchod with breathless Interest the telegraphic uiinouiiceineni?, to learn tne late oi any imii nrnr.i.,i;,P t i, 1. 1 ,nnr i self. "What is it to me? I have no!?f courae be a part ot every one's read- country, and no hope for a country. What is the Hag to me ?" What was Lucy Stone to the flag? What was woman to the Coliseum ? Save for woman this uation had beeti a tnnjwtie failure. The united Flags ot all the nations combined could not have saved it; no other power could have saved it. What la woman to tho flag? Had woman never came to this country, every native American, man and woman, would be tQ-day half Indian, and the enlightenment of the age would have been retarded for centuries. Had woman ouly saved the purity of our race to the nation, there would be little courtesy In saying, "What is woman to the Flag?" But she has put her willing hand down deep into her own scanty pocket, and has relinquished the dearest treasures from her own heart's "lilod for its support aud defense, avo for woman, tne nag nil gut wave in solemn umliinea " 1 1 1 r. mi.io F mi., iin.fti.... cities where tho teeming million, the mighty, living fabric o? yoeietv once stood. Man is astonished at the amount of millions for which woman is taswl. Ho inadvertently exciinis, .-hp never earned it: she inherited it." Who lias wt RAfiMl lititi tinwUlm Tf.ii.1l. ..! ti,f ut,, tu .,,nn.s- i .!.. Who does not know that ten hours more or less, oftoucr less than more, is a day's work for man ? That nrtccn hours more i.... r. ii ui iva;, uiiuui-i iiiiiit: mini n-ar, la it uuv a work for woman ? That woman's work is as essential to the well beiii" of the i-swork? Who does "ot race as is mau' possibility Although she ncitlter builds houses, ships, churches, palaces, mounds or monuments, yet she labors behind the scene?, fifteen hours a day, for the men I who bum these, at intervals or ten I hours, iu companies of hundreds, per haps oi thousands, i-acu one oi tnese : . ...:..t.: i 1 i 111 111 1 IlilUllilCi illlU mull- 1WJIU limit than is UK-Inanimate work by him pro- What man would accept in exchange for his own life the mechanical produc- tious of the world combined ? And ye how does he look upon woman, whom l.r. I... ior lamn ln nrnrn!o f T-Tui he has scarce begun to appreciate ? HerJ wonc may ie compared to the mighty ocean; surgi .d fro, in Its living, dying, chang... motion, foreveraudfor evermore! , . ' By the stern deeree of nature some woman is called to lay in its silent tomb, one of her dearest treasures, dur ing each moment of time. By the de cree of this same power, sho adds a new born babe to the world, during every pecond of time. This perpetual rotation tills her hands aud heart witli labor, pain, and anxiety, which only woman can know. These cares are laid down cfirooU- ot-on nt flmtli'a .Wir Taxed for her inheritance "Woman lias not earned it!" A thousand million of human beimzs walk the earth to-day. Thirty-one million, Ave hundred and thirty-six thousand human beings, bom of woman, die yearly. Thirty-one mil- iion live hundred aud thirty-six thous- nnil human htinra. nro horn of woman nnn.vMi. A.i.imi tn imP ri)., imitrs every year. Added to her liftecn hours toil, let man compare his labor with ! tills. It only plays into woman's bauds. J Let him tell, If he can, what woman must do to earn her "widow's mite." Let him tell, if he can, what power has commissioned him lo rule her des tiny? When man shall be brought to realize the full import of woman's position, aud the stubborn facts Uiat accompany her on her weary way, there will be a revulsion in his feeling which, until then, he cannot realize. Looking in amazement at tho prejudices of which lie has been divested, he will involunta rily exclaim, "Wheucfc came they ?" What have politics already done for woman? Snatched her from the mummy dust of Aces: clasped her In its hard but inspiring embrace; aroused her mighty intellect to the wonder and ad miration ot the woriu; prepared ner to wield the scepter side by side with man, for whose immortal honor, aud highest welfare, the time of her enfranchisement draws near. Mary Uitox Ferrix. Womkn is Switzerlaxh. "There is sad enough need of elevation of wom en in Switzerland," said the Zurich cor respondent of tho Boston Advertiser; "One hundred women climb each day evening iu the narrow lanes below, ' dragging heavy hand-carts, staggering l under largo burdens balanced upon their heads, hawing wood, or gaiumuB sue know that every seventi. day is a day of , i'r--.oti uiy. rest to man, and a fatigue dav to woman? ! c"u.tt.or ,a Y0?1 H the mc' For she is compelled to pick up the U,S of which la not clear to you. No , "odds and ends'' that UIUVoilJab y ej matter how often you have to pause, go cap from the six previous days, and to I Xlft! t" nrranec for the comiii" is: iinxdudiii" ' ulstory 1,10 worJ- D not ask your t SblII ? ofrSt?" vnxlaMa . next neighbor. By coking-It up your- shovel-In short, performing the most , almost unprotected from thedampearth menial service that the lowest class of; and under a big balloon. He advised male laborers are condemned to do in woolen covering for the legs and feet, America. I have often seou two slender j a"d short dresses except in a bail-room women sawiiigoak and ask wood in the or n a state occesiou; and tinequlvo- street, while a stout fellow stood by, caily condemned the use of corsets, leisurely splitting the sawn sticks. One (which, he fcaid, should.be done away poor old creature, the other day, sat with entirely, in order that women upon the curb-stone, holding her saw might have the form and appearance reversed between her knees, and In utter! wliicil iod originally Iutcucied they weakucss was rubbing tho stick of wood 1 should have, upou it lo saw it in two." ! : rctuso from tne (street nun u;um-i iuu Everybody Is fond of giving advice, i i .I ii , i ...t uuu me luiiywiug may oe read with both protit and pleasure: Buy in the cheapest market Sell In tho dearest. The number of childron your next-door neighbor may have is nothing to you. The number you have yourself is. T.,k for Winter Higats. UY IEXRV WARD BKICHEB. The lenrr winter nitrhts nxe coming. and those vho havo soma thirst for knowledtre . Ill 1 nnnilprlncr what thpv shall read; whether to spend money for sprees or fcr books, for useless physical indulgences or for concerts, lectures, and other ncans of promoting sound information and intelligence. A few hints on the subject of reading may be timely. To the question, what shall we read? it is impossible to return a very definite answer. It depends on what thinrrs arn within yourreach on vonr health, vour education, your occupation. To keep up with the world's current .'events, every one should read one or more good news papers. A good family journal, it within reach, iiioulcl be carefully read. iiisiorv, utograpiiy anu travels snouhi injr. Rutin this article we do not so much wish to point out the classes of works to ve read as to make some sug gestions a3 to method. 1. Every man should strive to own a good, full dictionary say Webster's un abridged; a good general atlas say Oil ton's; an encyclopedia Appleton's in best for American readers; a good gazet teerfor instance, Lippincott's. These should bo owned, if possible, at once; otherwise, let one save money by every ineans,aud procure them assoonas nossi- ble. If one has fair wages, and has the courage to live within his means, and to save every month, then let him run in debt for them. A goo 1 debt is often liko an anchor, and holds an ltonest man steady. It will help a man to save, if he lias before his eyes the end to be gained, and much money will be thu3 Invested which might otherwise ran down one's throat, or lie foolctl away in trivial sums. Hut ; these books are foundation books, and '"u8"t.to be within reach. To borrow i1'?"' " n,"ch ,,Ko growing a candle, a tea-cup, or a bed. They are things which every man siiouiu nave as near to him as a meehauic has his tools. Now, with this stock in trade come fcome suggestions about reading. Never reatl anything without goius over it af- i tcrwanl iu your mind to seo if you can I o tojourseirthe substance of what I u ,:V e fcaiK . 11 wou" be we,, w,.lcu i"lVl ue.;ftJSpMt..to soie uTe Information which voti obtained. It ...in . , . . , ,, " U,J l fi attention while reading, w'I,,.",revent .thatsmooth, dreamy way r of d S vor fcjecta with a vague self your attention will be so specially directed to It that you will uot be likely to forget it. In this. way one's vocabu lary will be increased with wonderful rapidity. A word once conquered be comes over after your faithful servant. Do not pass by a name, or a place. without finding out about it iu your ' t 1 , .-..- , - tjffiggffifc j "fA QL!!U"LHf,?-, f?,? at,Ia,s for ever- Reographical fact. Eead ! "u,r I?I?fiSn "teJT S I JfSfL SWff S tn3hi n??hZ i knowledge Witll the topography Of the country to which it ueionsrs. So uot spare trouble. Do not be to lazy to tako down your feet and stretch out yo'.'r arm for the book of reference. Aftera short experience of such thorough reading, one's self-respect will be in creased and heirill experience so much pleasure iu this course that he will heed no exhort ion. Often i'v plain men, who read to themselves, re very faulty In their pro nuneiation Therefore, as much as you can, n 1 aloud, and go to your die- - L"aryaiiu ,azetieer wi enever a new, UOUUlItll or iflicult word comes before you. One won1, s to the expense of such books as I h-e mentioned. The whole number may be-had for something-over $100 say S12o. Now tens of thousands of mechanics smoke away as mucli as this every jvtr, or until; it up. .J.'"J ,nK ul,'?s 13 a uouuie investment. i It'is both inside and outside property Books have a cash value; but the culti vation of mind which they Induco is be yond ail price. Xeu? York Ledger. "Ouu Girls." Dr. Dio Lewis lec tured about "Our Girls" in Philadelphia recently. There seemed, he said, to he something in the climate of America whicli produces higher and rarer -type of beauty, more ciearlyoutlined features and exprcive eyes than are found any where eUe iu the world. It was un doubtedly the fact, however, that Amer ican wonit n have been degenerating iu vital enerry of late, more particularly within the last five years, aud have less auimal strength and not so good health generally as formerly. He ascribed this to the "intense" life which has gener ally been led by women, since the war especially. As a general thing, they are taller and what is called "firmer forms;" but the majority of them Dr. Warren, of Boston, says five-sixths of them hi that city are afflicted with curvature of the spine, which, however, is hid by the art of the dressmaker, and it has been found that the lungs are small ai.d chest flat. These peculiarities of the American women are chiefly due to her carriage and dress. He advised that every young lady should make it a rule when in the house to walk an hour a day with a weight say abag of beans wnrtl and clve her a trrnpofnl ntfifnrl.i He believed that in the matter of dresa wemen were crazy. Laughter and ap plause. They could never be healthj---while they went around witli thtr fat A parent who found tuas me iw didn't keep his boys from spoiling, con tldeniatliy Imparts that wbenall else had failed, he found no difficulty In keeplne them at homo nighU hyalmpW provid ing them with patched breeches. And nsw, also, they are reformed billiard-players.