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NO STOET THIS WEEK.
We regret to announce that Chapter
VII. of "Edna and Jobn" did not come
to hand this week. We cannot under
stand the cause of the delay, as a letter
from Mrs. Dunlway, under date of No
vember 8, states that she 'started the
story at the same time. All we can do
is to ask our readers to watt and have
patience.
DEIVEN TO DEATH.
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Benjamin Duncan had at last retired
from the bakery business in favor of bis
only son, Benjamin Duncan, Jr., a step
he bad long contemplated; but the
youthful Benjamin had previously man
ifested matrimonial tendencies so start
lingly peculiar to the steady-going, old
fashioned notions of bis respected par
ents, that it had induced the old man to
retain, under his own supervision, the
long-established and well-known bak
ery until such signs of a change in his
sou's affections had become sufficiently
apparent to deem his retirement pru
dent. Several generations of Duncans
had dispensed the staff of life, not to
mention other sundries, from these self
same portals wherein the youthful Ben
jamin was established.
Benjamin Duncan, Sr., from the
hoards of his progenitors and his own
bard labor, had amassed a considerable
fortune, and as young Ben was his sole
descendant, it was an understood thing
that he would inherit all; consequently,
the youth considered himself a very im
portant member of society, and was
looked upon as such by all bis acquaint
ances. Ben was a jolly, good-natured
country la.l, up to all the "larks" the
village offered, with a vast idea of his
own experience, although be bad never
wandered beyond the limits of bis na
tive village.
But to come to Ben's love affair the
affair which had nearly proved fatal to
his prospects in the bakery business.
The youth had actually fallen in love
with of ail beings in the world a cir
cus rider ! a girl who jumped through
hoops and rode a horse bare-back round
the circus ring!
No wonder the pious old Methodist
baker and his wife, who had never at
tended anything more enlivening than
a prayer meeting, were appalled aud
horror stricken. They looked upon the
circus as an institution of the Evil One
all actors therein his miuions.
Ben's juvenile feet had never crossed
such a profane threshold at any time
when a circus company had visited bis
native village, and as this little village
was far from any great metropolis, the
advent of a circus was a rarity. Ben
had but a faint recollection of the last
which had appeared in the village in his
boyhood. He dimly remembered the
gorgeous pageant which passed through
the streets with enlivening music, and
his own piteous screams and entreaties
to bis inexorable pareuts who had
kept guard over him lest his feet should
find their way to the "tents of wicked
ness." But about a year previous to the
retirement of B. Duncan, Sr., from the
bakery, a circus compauy had again
pitched their tents in the remote little
village, preceded, as usual, by flaming
hand-bills, announcing, in gorgeous red
letters, marvelous wonders to be seen
at "The Great World Eenouned Circus,
etc. Ben, with all the rest of the vil
lage youths, stared with wild excitement
at the alluring advertisements, well
knowing his parents' objections, but
thinking himself perfectly capable of
judging for himself now. He wisely
kept silence while his parents piously
groaned over the prospect of such an ar
rival to disturb the quiet of their little
village.
On the eventful day, Ben left the par
ental roof, with its odor of sanctity and
hot bread, and made directly for that
"institution of the Evil Oue," namely,
the gaily decorated tents of the circus,
He entered. Never in all his simple
imagination had he dreamed of such
splendor! The tinsel and gold, the
tawdry display, everything, seemed
genuine magnificence to him; the mu
sic, the feats of horsemanship, all quite
took poor country Ben's breath away
but to cap the climax and crown his day
with bliss untold, there rode into the
ring at last a pretty little blonde in
fairy-like costume (if so small an
amount of vesture might be called a cos
tume) of .gossamer-like material, with
silver stars and fringes, standing in
white satin slippers on a milk-white
steed! Ben watched her spell-bound
and with bated breath, as the novelists
say, as she floated lightly through the
uplifted hoops as the horse went round
the ring in full career; descending, she
aanced on one foot and went through
other wonderful performances. Ben
could scarcely believe the bewitching
creature to be real flesh and blood. He
left the tent when the performance was
ended in a maze of bewildering excite
ment. He could not tear himself from
the place which contained the fairy-like
being who bad so entranced him: be
lingered about the tents in everyone';
way; was pushed about and sworu at by
the men of the company, but was heed
less of all, heedless even of his supper
(for the first time in his life); he "still
clung to the spot until his watchings
were rewarded, for after the gossamer
and sliver fairy had divested herself of
her ethereal vestments and had most
humanly partaken of a substantial sup
per, she strolled outside the tent and
along the green enclosure. She bad not
gone far when she met her rustic ad
mirer. Ben recognized ber in an in
stant, although clad In habiliments suit
able to this mundane sphere, and not
looking quite the child she had appeared
before, but a really pretty girl of about
sixteen years of age, and not at all re
sembling the scraggy, paiuted individ
uals who accompany these institutions
as a rule.
When our hero saw her bis heart took
a sudden mighty stride into his throat,
and when she approached and spoke to
him, be felt as if he should choke to
death with delight !
Ben's angel's salutation was in tiiis
vi9e :
"Good gracious, Ben Duncan ! what
are you staring at ?"
Though startled by her familiarity,
which, though unexpected and decid-
dly brusque, was not coarse, and the
light laugh which accompanied the
words was musical and like a child's
merriment, Ben's gallantry did not for
sake him as he replied, ardently :
"At you, most beautiful angel !"
This was a most novel beginning, but
Mille. Angela De Leon, which was her
high-sounding title on the play-bills,
laughed agaiu merrily and said :
"I know you liked me; I saw you ad
miring my performance this afternoou."
"Did you ?" said Ben, eagerly; "but
how did you know my name?"
"Oh, some of our fellows went to buy
some supper at your latlier's bakery
and they saw and heard all about you."
"Did they ?" responded Ben. "Well,
there wasn't much to hear, was there ?"
Yes; I heard your father was very
rich, and you are to have it all."
Ben laughed.
"Yes, and my father is going to give
up the business to me," he added, confi
dentially, "and then"
What, the bakery !" interrupted the
angel. "Isn't that awfully slow kind of
living?"
"No, indeed,"said Ben; "there is a
ind of excitement about it at times."
"Excitement about a bakery 1"
laughed the angel. "Impossible ! If
you call that exciting, wliat do you
think of my life? Such wild ridiugand
umping and dancing ! Oil, it is glori
ous ! I wish you could try it."
I wish you would try mine !" said
Ben, with a teuder glance aud persua
sive accent which made the angel laugh
again.
Soon, however, they became very con
fidential, and the angel told Ben much
of her past history; how her parents bad
belonged to a circus company, and she
bad always lived among these people,
aud been taught to ride, etc.; but some
times, she confessed, she felt tired of
this roviug life aud would like to settle
down quietly; and then she gave Ben a
tender aud sly glance, which he re-
turned with an ardent one, and In bis
turn told her be was a lonely bachelor,
and sighed for some one to love, him,
etc.; and then more teuder glances were
exchanged, and shortly after Ben pro
posed a walk, aud she consenting, Ben
walked her past the bakery, but be did
not invite her to enter. Fancy his par
ents' wrath should their saintly portals
be desecrated by the feet of Mille. An
gela De Leou ! Ben asked his angel's
opinion of bis home, and that young
lady expressed herself highly delighted
with the outside, and intimated that the
nside might be even better; but poor
Ben dared not take the hint. They re
turned to the circus barely in time for
the evening performance, which put
Mille. Angela in a state of fluttering
trepidation. Of course Ben went in
again, and again watched her as she re
appeared in her gossamer drapery, and
was even more completely bewitched
than before.
Again he lingered after the perform
ance, and she rewarded him a second
time with a tete-a-tete. Ben told her
how his heart had been in his throat be
tween pleasure and fear as she flew
through the air, and, in fact, he added
it had left him altogether and she alone
possessed it!
Mille. Angela received the declaration
with equanimity, remarked that it was
rather sudden, but that she, too, had
experienced as sudden and spontaneous
an affection for him, and, although she
was not yet quite prepared to relinquish
her present occupation, whenever that
time should arrive, when she would be
williug to do so, no man would suit ber
as well as Beu Duncan, Jr., and as sh
spoke she thought of Ben Duncan, Sr.'s
bank acconnt; nor was she at all dis
pleased with the honest, good-looking
youth beside her, whose love was genu
ine, notwithstanding its sudden inspi
ration.
Before they parted, Ben had promised
to make bis appearance at another per
formance the following day given at an
adjoining village, which promise he
kept, and then his gossamer fairy floated
away from his path of life and left him
disconsolate.
A year had passed, and Ben had heard
nothing from his angel, yet her memory
was still fresh in his heart. The villagi
maidens thought him singularly dull
and uninteresting of late, but none sus-
pected Ben's secret love.
When our hero's respected parents,
through the medium of some kind, dis
interested neighbors, beard that he had
been to the circus, actually entered the
tents of ungodliness, not only twice in
one day, but bad gone ths followingday
to attend two more performances in the
next town, they were appalled at the
enormity of his crime; but when Ben
not only confessed bis guilt, but gratui
tously offered the information that be
not only loved but was loved by "The
Great Equestrian Female Performer,
Mille. Angela De Leon," and that when
she was ready to. renounce her present
oocupation, he intended to make her his
wife, the horror, the grief, the despair
f his worthy parents knew no bounds.
His mother with clasped bands and
treaming eyes entreated him to spare
them this disgrace. His father, in
early as frantic a state, wondered why
such pious pareuts were afflicted with so
perverse aud God-forsaken a son. They
prayed, emplored, and threatened Ben
by every argument in their power to
forsake his angel, but in vain. He held
to his faith stoutly and said, "If they
chose to disinherit him, he would turn
circus rider himself."
Whereupon his' mother fainted, and
his father went to seek counsel of the
good old Methodist divine, who wisely
told them not to turn adrift their only
sou, but to pray for the prodigal, which
advice old Duncan consented to take,
but commanded Ben never to mention
n their presence the unworthy object
of bis affections, nor to let any oue hear
of it, for they would die of mortification
if the villagers should become aware of
is folly.
But because Ben was silenced, be
only dreamed the more of bis augel.
However, after a few weeks' despalrat
the separation and the silence of bis be
loved, bo regained his spirits, and to all
outward appearances seemed to have
forgotten her. So the time passed on,
aud the old people congratulated them
selves that in reality Ben bad forgotten
her, and Duncan, Sr., with many words
of good advice and blessings for his son's
future prosperity, resigued the bakery
to his hopeful.
Old Duncan dared not so much as
mention Ben's disgraceful love affair
to that youth to warn him against It,
fearing the mere mention would revive,
might be, forgotten memories. And
Ben was therefore formally installed
as his own master, did a famous busi
ness, drove a fast horse, and was quite a
swell" In the little village. The vil
lage belles were lavish of their smiles
and glances whenever Ben appeared
raong them, but he was impervious to
all.
Affairs were thus progressing most
flourishingly, when one day, as old
Duncan was walking down the village
street, he descried a man standing be
fore a tempting high board fence, with
pail of paste and brush in band, affixing
upon the aforesaid fence a flaming cir
cus advertisement ! Poor old Duncan !
Petrified he stood, betwixt fears for Ben
and disgust at the whole affair. But
soon, as well as bis trembling legs would
allow, he hurried home and poured into
the ears of his confiding spouse the tale
of woe ! However, events must take
their course. The circus company nat
urally would not forsake the village on
Ben's account, and Beu could no longer
be controlled, and so it came to pass
that on the eventful day the tents were
pitched on the same old grounds, and it
proved itself to be the veritable com
pany of the previous year.
Ben was among the first to welcome
the troupe back to the village. Mille.
Angela was nowhere to be seen before
the hour of the performance; but when
the gay strains of music struck the ear,
in due course of time Ben's gossamer
angel again appeared aud floated, with
the same angelic grace, through hoops
and over bars, to the intense delight of
her adorer, who could with difficulty
restrain his inclination to rush from his
seat and clasp her In his arms as she
floated along. However, he managed
to control bis ecstacies until the close of
the performance, when a most affecting
meeting took place between tbe lovers
the angel assuring Ben be bad never
been forgotten, and be, in turn, inform
ingherof his improved condition, and
begging her now to share the profits of
the bakery with him.
Mille. Angela replied that her circus
life was drawing to a close, as she was
about to enter upon an engagement to
drive a chariot in the races at the
famous Hippodrome in the city of New
York.
Poor Ben was miserable, but no per
suasion could Induce her to "relinquish
her new engagement.
"It will be such fun !" she said, "and
it is but a short engagement at best."
And at its conclusion she promised to
consent to all he wished. Ben was
obliged to be content, but made Angel;
promise to visit his home before sheen
tered upou ber new career. Ben knew
his parents would almost expire at th
idea, but if Angela was to be his wife.
they might as well know ber fir3t as
last and get used to her.
The circus left the village, and th
time arrived for Angela's promised visit
Ben bad not told his parents of his
bride elect's coming, nor bis still firmly
determined purpose in regard to her;
but now the time had come, he could no
longer delay, and, although Inwardly
quaking, yet outwardly bold as a lion
be told them, and iq a tone and manner
that they saw would brook no dispute,
all be had to spy.
The feelinffS of the old people were
much the ufme as they bad experienced
the year before, only more so; and when
the .day dawned which was to bring
Mille. Angela to the house of the Dun
cans, Ben's mother took to her bed,
overcome with grief and indignation,
and his father was a most miserable
specimen to behold from thesamecause.
Ben drove his fast horse to tbe station
to meet his beloved, who was very mod-
istly and prettily attired and eagerly
anticipating her visit to Ben's home.
The poor fellow was obliged to warn her
f no very cheerful reception.
'You see, the old people are queer,"
he explained, "awfully pious, and all
that sort of thing. And they think the
circus is ,is well, something very
dreadful."
"Then, what do they think of me ?"
exclaimed the angel, anxiously.
"Oh, they'll think you all right when
they know you," said Ben, encourag
ingly. On arriving, Ben conducted his angel
nto the presence of pater familias, and
Angela, although disappointed at what
she had just heard from Ben, deter
mined to be friendly, and extended her
little hand with a pleasant smile. The
old man was at a loss to know how to
act. He was surprised at Angela's very
outhful, pretty, and modest appear
ance; yet when he thought of her as "a
creature who wore tights and jumped
through hoops," his sense of what was
proper and becoming was so shocked
that be could not endure to notice such
being, much less to take her hand;
yet could he be so inhospitable as not
to say a word to her ? It was a trying
moment, but he finally compromised
matters by pretending not to see the
ttle baud, but bowing low, he said he
had no doubt it was a great pleas
ure to Ben to have her here !"
Ben asked for bis mother.
His father informed him, with a mel
ancholy shake of the head, where she
had betaken herself.
Beu swallowed his motification and
anger and devoted himself assiduously
to his lady love. Supper was partaken
of In absolute silence by all three, old
Duncan steadfastly regarding his future
daughter-in-law all tbe time with sol
emn eye. His conclusions were that
she did not look so utterly God-forsaken
as he had Imagined her, and from a true
sense of duty he determined to try to
convert her, as from ber profession she
could, indeed, be nothing less than a
heathen. Accordingly, as Beu and An
gela were sitting snugly and affection
ately together on the sofa in tbe little
parlor after supper, old Duncau entered,
and takiugachair and seating himself
directly before them, commenced
abruptly, looking at Angela :
Have you ever attended divine ser
vice V"
The young girl looked up astonished
and rather frightened at the solemn as
pect of her interlocutor, and replied:
"Yes; but not often."
"Indeed, I am relieved to hear you
have been there," said the old man,
with much emphasis and more coode-
cension. "But as tiie future wife of my
son, I feel it my duty to try to bring be
fore you a knowledge of the evil of your
life, aud to entreat the Lord to change
vour heart and occupation. .Let us
pray."
The old man fell upon his kuees and
n all true sincerity poured forth a long
and earnest petition for Mille. Angela's
conversion. Ben and Angela remained
sitting, Ben with crimson face aud bit-
lug his lips angrily, Angela bewildered
and thoroughly embarassed. The old
man at length arose, aud without further
remark, wished them a solemn good
night.
The young girl was really touched
with the genuine fervency of the old
man's prayer. She and Ben sat for a
few minutes silent after he had left the
room, and at length Ben spoke In a con
solatory and apologetic tone :
"You musn't mind him, Angela. He
don't mean anything. He often prays
at me like that. He's a real good old
fellow, if you only knew him well."
In the meantime Ben's father had
gone upstairs and was holding converse
with his faithful spouse. Tbe latter had
aroused herself with much curiosity, de
spite her headache and heart-burning,
on hearing the approach of the familiar
footsteps, eager to know the report her
husband had to bring. She was horri
fied and plunged In deeper distress when
she found that a somewhat favorable
impression had been made on her
worthy partner's mind by his future
daughter-in-law.
"Are you, too, going to side with the
Evil One?" she groaned. "Ob, you
men are all alike, young and old.
pretty face hides all disgrace. A circus
woman to be upheld by you, Benjamin,
and to think of your position in the
church I"
"I do not uphold her profession,"
meekly remonstrated tbe old man; "but
she certainly did seem impressed with
my prayer, aud she is a nice, modest
little girl, and Ben .might perhaps have
done worse."
"That is downright vanity, husband,
cried Mrs. Duncan, determined uot to
be ruu over. "You thought you prayed
well, and she must necessarily have
been Impressed with your flow of Ian
guage."
Thereupon the old man. nearly lost his
temper, and for. tbe first time In thel
lives some sharp words were uttered be
tween this faithful old couple. But af
ter the manner of Tennyson's "My
Wife and I," they soon "kissed again
with tears," and Ben's maternal ances
tor finally submissively and meekly
atoned for her display of bitterness by
appearing at the breakfast-table tbe
next morning, and with most favorable
results. Angela conducted herself with
much credit, showed such amiability
nd evident desire to please, that in
spite of herself the old lady could not
ut be friendly.
Ben was charmed beyond power of
expression, and tbe few days of bis an
gel's visit proved more of a success than
all parties bad deemed possible before
hand.
Angela and Ben parted in high spir
ts, and both more in love than ever,
and looking forward to the conclusion
f the former's engagement at the Hip
podrome, at which time they were to be
married without further delay.
It was the evening of the last appear
ance of Miile. Augela De Leon in the
chariot races at the Hippodrome, and
Ben, according to a promise given to
Angela at their last meeting, now made
is first visit to tbe city to witness his
angel's triumphs and last feats iu 'horse
manship. The vast place was thronged
to overflowing, its thousand lights flash
ing, the music inspiring! One brilliant
display succeeded another, until the
chariots with their fiery steeds dashed
into tbe arena.
In blue and silver Mille. Angela again
appeared, standing in her chariot and
firmly grasping the reins in her tiny
hands, confident and happy as she
glanced up at Ben.
Wild with excitemeut, the horses
dashed with headlong speed along the
course, passed and repassed each other,
when suddenly there was a crash, a
shriek, a groan, a cloud ot dust, a rush
of grooms and attendants, and then, as
the whole of that vast assembly arose to
their feetspell-bound and breathless with
horror, tbe bloody and lifeless form of
Mille. Angela De Leon was carried from
the scene.
Miss Eva Parker.
The following sketch of this fair
daughter of Illinois, whom we remem
ber years ago to have associated with
n the traditional "red school-house,"
Groveland township, we find in an
Eastern exchange:
Miss Eva Parker, the daughter of a
farmer of Groveland, Tazewell county,
III., the wife of Robert Ingersol, the
great llepubiican orator, would be con
sidered a rare woman iu auy age. An
affectionate, teuder, true-hearted, and
loving woman, she transformed the
reckless, careless, heedless geuius into a
great-souled, strong-brained, versatile,
and pure-minded man. Two daughters
are the result of this union. Few house
holds equal this in strong but teuder af
fection, manifested simply aud natur
ally, without alt'ectatiou aud without
concealment. When he goes on any
ong journey his family always accom
pany him. Together they went to Eu
rope, togetner they made the campaign
iu Maine aud New York. Nor is hers
the masculine intellect that partakes of
all triumphs aud drives him forward be
cause she is ambitious. Dress aud so
ciety -aud place and position are things
she cares as little for as he. Iu iutelleut
she does uot strive to be his peer, but in
ail womanly qualities, in devotion to
him, in. witely regard, in the domestic
virtues, she surpasses most womeu as
much as iu masculine strength and
vigor he surpasses most men, and he re
pays this affection with a constancy, a
care and attention, a delicate deference
to ber wishes, and a loyal devotion to
her, that reveals the Ideal lover of the
romantic school. There is, however, in
all this no sentimentality and no gush
Good Living and Dyspepsia.
Good living is said to cause dyspepsia
but the most healthy people I have ever
known have been among those who
lived well who ate freely several times
a day of the most nutritious food. By
some it is said that tobacco, snuff, tea
coffee, butter, and even bread, cause
this complaint, but whoever will make
inquiries on this subjeet throughout the
community, will hud that this is seldom
true. In fact, dyspepsia prevails, ac
cording to my experience, altogether
the most among tbe temperate and care
ful among those who are careful as re
gards what they eat and drink, and the
labor they put on tbe stomach, but ex
ceedingly careless how much labor they
put upou tbe brain. Such people olten
eat nothing but by the advice of a doc
tor or some treatise on dyspepsia, or by
weight, nor drink anything that is not
certainly narmiess; they chew every
moutuiui until tuey are confident, on
mature reflection, that it cannot hurt
the stomach.
Why. then, are they dyspeptic? Be
cause, with all their carefulness, they
pay no attention to the excitement o
the brain. They continue to write two
or three sermons or essays every week
besides reading a volume or two, with
magazines, reviews, newspapers, etc.
and attending to much other busiuess
calculated to excite tbe mind. To me I
is uot strange that such persons have
nervous and stomachic auectious. The
constaut excitemeut of the brain send
an excess of blood to tbe head, and
therefore, other organs are weakened
and morbid sensibility is produced
which renders the stomach liable to de
rangement from slight causes. Dr. Hoi-
brook's "jAver Lompiamt."
Tiie Socialists. The vastn ess of the
Socialist organization in Germany re
vealed itself at tbe congress held at
Gotha. when 101 delegates, elected by
37.747 votes and sent by 284 districts,
took part in the deliberations, in ere
are 145 accomplished public speaker
connected with tbe movement. Tbi
congress received communications from
Socialist societies in Spain, Portugal,
Switzerland, Brussels, London, and
Paris, all urging the point that the in
terests of workingmeu were everywhere
identical.
Vice is sufficient of itself to make
man thoroughly unhappy. Aristotle,
Professor Huxley on Evolution.
Professor Huxley, tbe distinguished
English scientist, when In this country
(which he has just left) gave a series of
lectures in New York on "Thn T)Irpr.
Evidence of Evolution." The following
are the closing words of the last' lecture
of the series:
"When an inductive hypothesis is
demonstrated by facts in etitire aceord-
uce with it, and such as might bave
been reached by deductive processes, it
is firmly established; if the doctrine of
evolution had not been fully established
as firmly as-and iu tbe way that theCo-
peruicau system has been demonstrated,
beyond the possibility of cavil, nothing
has ever been or can be proved. Tbe
only escape is to say that all these dif
ferent forms were each created sepa
rately and at separate epochs, a belief
Inch can never be demonstrated, and
not supported by any other evidence
or pretended evidence. The time will
come when such endeavors to escape tbe
conclusion will be looked upon as are
the views oi those not yet wholly ex
tinct writers who hold that fossils are
no indications of animals, but either the
sports of nature, or, as has been recently
gravely asserted, special creations to
test our faith.
All evideuce favors evolution, and
there is none against It. To tbe unin
formed it seems an insuperable objec
tion that geologists, astronomers, and
physicists say that not sufficient time
has elapsed since the earth grew cool
enough to support life for all these
changes of form. We look to tbe geol-
gist and physicist for information in
regard to the time necessary for the
production of these forms, the existence
of which we absolutely know. Let them
set the time; with that we have nothing
to do. There is no foundation for tbe
assertion that evolutionists demand an
mpossible time; the biologist bas no
way to judge of time; he takes his facts
from the geologist, who tells how long
t took to lay the rocky deposits. If he
says 500,000,000 years, we suppose he bas
good grounds for saying so, aud so long
t took for the development; it he says
0,000,000 years, that was the time In
which evolution performed its work.
Suppose Sir William Thompson says
that life could not have existed at such
or such a time; evolutionists will tell
him to discuss that question with tbe
geologists we take what they say; it
does not concern us."-
Health and Happiness.
Health and happiness go together.
There is no use of talking about it, for
they do. jNot all the medicines or creeds
in the world can make a bilious, nerv
ous, sick person nappy. Jtle must be
well before be can say, "I am iu good
coudltion in mind and body." There
are a great many wrong notions in the
world, and everybody has imbibed some
of them. All have prescriptions for
whoever complains. Some take this or
that nostrum; others lay an uuhappi
uess to the heart or conscience, while
the seat of trouble is the stomach or
liver. And it will be so as long as tbe
world stands, unless a reform be made
n our habits.
In the first place, a man's house
should be the most healthful, quiet, rest
ful spot on earth to him. The religion
of a man's life should begin here; find
its spring and nurture here. All tbe
churches and meetings under the sun
cannot do or undo what his home does,
When be enters there, aud shuts the
door behind him, be should feel that
the cares, duties, business, noise, smells,
and everything else of the outside world
are shut out. Here are relaxation and
rest. He throws off his former life as
he throws off his coat. When be sleeps,
he should do it as going iuto the laud of
forgetfuluess to come back refreshed
and new. When he readsor chats with
his family, it should be as he would sit
dowu In an orchard to enjoy its fruits,
or in a flower garden to be delighted
and soothed by its beauty and fragrance.
Home should be the club, library,
picture-gallery, aud sanctuary. But
there are material arrangements, con
nected with our social lite; and not the
least among them are cooking and
breathing. Poor or partially cooked
food will drive health out of the body
and happiness out of tbe heart; and bad
or no ventilation will ruin the peace of
any house. Une of the best and great
est blessings in a house is aji open fire
place, it is where the members of tbe
family mostly congregate, and are in
he best spirits. The hearth-stone bas
witnessed more cheerfulness, and lis
tened to more pleasant words, and seetr
brighter, happier laces than any other
place in the world. The ouly prescrip
tion we give is, go and make your home
bright and healthful, and it will be
happy..
Not Ashamed of Work. Two of
the most agreeable girls we ever met
kept a grocery store yes, and kept I
well, though they had beeua rich man's
daughters. When that father lost his
wealth, and became a confirmed invalid
did they sit down and wring thel
hands? Did they go moaning all thei
days, beggiug men to give them a little
sewing, a little teaching, a little copy
ing? Notthey. They began, in a small
way, to Keep a dry goods aud grocery
store. They gave fair measure and righ
change. They kept what people wanted
and it anything was called for which
they had not, they put It down In the
list of their purchases. They had th
cleanest, tbe nicest grocery for miles
around, hired a clerk,- bought a horse,
built a house, and are at this moment
independent property-holders, as well as
piquant and agreeable womeu. It paid
them to step out of the beaten track and
hnd a uew road to fortune.
A good old minister in the south of
Scotland had a servant man, Sandy
who bad an inveterate habit of either
over or under comprehending the truth
The minister had labored long to con
vince Sandy that his conduct was sin
ful, but to no purpose. On a certain oc
casion, having been put to cnnsiderabl
inconveuienco through Sandy's bad
habit, be again lectured him about hi
besetting weakness, but utterly failed to
convince bandy as to his shortcoming,
Still pressing the matter more closelv
home, he said, "Well, Sandy, if it's not
a sin, wnat oo you call it Y" Sandv
shrugging his shoulders aud looking
very innocent, replied, "Weel, 'deed
sir, I think you may ca't a moral
squint."
Twn fhlncrn inrltsnonQlhlo fn QiinpaQQ.
knowledge of one's self and knowledge
oi iuu worm.
Old-Pashloned Thanksgiving.
The first public Thanksgiving in New
England was held in December, 1621,
about a year after the landing of tbe
Pilgrims. The harvest having been
gathered, and the severest labor of tbe
year having ended, the Governor sent
out four men, with guus, to procure ma
terial for a feast, that In a special man
ner they might rejoice and give thanks.
The day was, as Its name would indicate,
day or thauksgiving to uod for his
many mercies. It was also a day of
general rejoicing. In short, it was a re
ligious festival, without tbe formality
aud restraiut of the ordinary Puritan
Sabbath a festival in which religion
did not exclude sociality, but in which
the two were happily comblued. As
the colonies grew iu size and in num
bers, and friends became scattered.
Thauksgiving gradually came to b5 a
day or reunion of families, a day when
all tbe children returned to tbe old
homestead to meet familiar faces and
exchange friendly greetings. Still, it
maintained the same general character.
It was pre-eminently a day of public
thauksgiving, a day when all united to
praise the Lord and to return thanks for
blessings, special or ordinary, for peace
and prosperity, for abundant harvests,
aud for freedom from any public ca
lamity. it was customary also to remember,
, this time, God's goodness to us as a
nation. His providential cuidauceof the
Pilgrims to our shores, aud his merciful
protection of their interests. They ac
knowledged also the blessing of good
governmeut, of free schools, aud of 11b-
rty, equality and justice to all man
kindwhich blessiugs they fully en-
oyed, as they supposed. It was also a
day of private thanksgiving, when In
dividuals called to mind whatever mer
cies they bad received, and expressed
tneir graiituue ior tue same.
All hasten to tbe village church.
where the pastor directs their thoughts
above, and urges upou them tbe duty of
obedience to the "Father of all mer
cies." Then comes the dinner the
old New Englaud dinner, so famed iu
song and story; tbe table filled with
good things aud surrounded by happy
faces; for a moment, all voices are
hushed, while the aged sire, with beau
tiful simplicity, invokes the Divine
blessing. Again, at evening time, after
the pleasures of the day, the whispered
secrets, the delightful little chats, the
romps and games of the childreu are
ended, the grandfather calls them all to
gether, and, taking down the old famil
iar isibie, reads therefrom a chapter.
and, all kneeling, he pours out his soul
in praise to God for this Thanksgiving
day aud all its privileges.
buch was the day to our fathers a
day of thauksgiviugand rejoicing. Now
what is it to us 7 Mas its character
changed: yes, to some extent. It is still
a season of religious and social festivity,
but the order Is reversed. It is uo long
er thauksgiving aud rejoicing, but re-
oiciug nrst, and thauksgiving some
thing secondary and of less importance.
Thanksgivingday is gradually losing its
old religious flavor. All the sociality is
retained, as it should be; but tbe relig
ious elemeut is being slowly crowded
out. Public services are, it is true, held
in our churches; but too often tbe
preacher makes it an occasion for ex
pressing his political views or display
ing his kuowledgeof the principles of
government ail of which Is entirely
out of place in the pulpit, and tbe ten
dency of which is, not to awaken grati
tude in the hearts of his hearers, but to
engender strife among them. Further
more, the custom ot attending public
services on this day is rapidly becom
ing a thing oi the past.
Again Thauksgiving day is getting to
be more of a name than a reality, on
tbe part of individuals. As tbe com
forts of life have Increased with the pro
gress of civilization, we bave learned to
take them as a matter of course, with
out considering from whom they come,
not that we are less grateful than our
fathers, but that the day of gratitude is
less faithfully observed by us than it
was by them. iv. Jr. Observer.
Idle Ladies.
It is a pity that so many young ladles
look upou domestic service with marked
contempt. Many of our social difficul
ties would be almost eutirely mastered
if young ladies would consent to become
lady-helps in their own homes. Noth
ing can be more Intolerable than tbe
mismanagement and discomfort to be
found in countless households, where
there are plenty of grown-up daughters,
who bave really but little to do but
grumble at the dreariness of their lives,
and tret themselves into permaneut ill-
health, .remaps they take sumcient in
terest in the house-keeping to wonder
contemptuously how their mother can
be troubled with such inefficient ser
vants, "creatures" who cannot even
make palatable coffee, or keep tbe sil
ver bright. They have no patience with
the shortcomings of the over-worked
housemaid, from whom they expect as
much attendance as if she had only a
lady's maid's duties to perform. How
ever unreasonable their demands, they
expect any servant iu the house to beat
all limes in readiness to answer mem.
Half the young women one meets sink
Into a state of eemi-imoeciuty, irom
idleness and want of interest in their
surroundings. From mere thoughtless
ness and ignorance they grow np exact
ing and unreasonable. From want of
active exercise they become the prey of
hysteria, dyspepsia, and spinecomplaint.
They marry any one who will have
them, simply because tney are so oorea
that any change is welcome. Tuey mase
bad wives, because they have never
learned the rudiments of domestic econ
omy. When me uniortunate motnerot
such daughters allows herself to be per
suaded, against her will, to add a lady
help to tbe establishment, the height of
absurdity is reached. Four or five com
mon-place, stupid girls may lounge
about the house one with a piece of
soiled fancy-work, another playing
snatches of dauce music, a third reading
French novels on the sofa, while per
haps a pretty, graceful lady lays the
fire, dusts tbe room, and endeavors
probably in vain to bring order into
the uncomfortable and chaotic estab
lishment. Mr. Samuel Smiles says that "Those;
whom God has joined iu matrimony,
ill-cooked joints and ill-cooked potatoes
have very often put asunder."
A Minnesota girl has been serving on
a railroad for some time as a brakeman.
She dressed in male attire, and was not;
suspected for some time.