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WILLAMETTE FARMER.
"He Hops Circle.
ye and Hope.
From rtciflc Rural Press by J. S. 0.
To Mrs. A. E. O.i on the death of beloved daughter
Ob think of mo now I am gono
To realms of bliss where angel dwell,
Where Jesus In bis arms has borne
Me borne to rest, and all Is well.
Then when the evening shades appear
And stars shine In the darkened Bky,
My spirit may sometimes bo near.
Though undlscerncd by mortal eye.
When gcntlo breezes from tho sky
And grateful fragranco fills the air,
When Luna's light Is seen on high
And shines so bright and pure and fair,
Then may you know that I am nigh
And ready to Impart a kiss,
To bring you Joy for evi ry sigh
And fill your soul Willi heavenly bliss.
When In the house of Ood yon kneel
And Join to praise the Havior's name,
My hnly love you then shall feel
And Christ will grant you still the same,
Where'er ou flic our ardent gazo
On atormy sky or mountain slope
To me your thought you'll sometimes ratss
And her mo whlspr Llvo and Ilope,
Ban Francisco, Sept. 21st, 187.
Sarah Ammon's Elopement.
From I'aclfto Itural l'rcss.)
Mr, Ammon was a pioneer former of Michi
gan. Ho was formorly a resident of the Stato
of Now York, but tho tide of emigration car
ried him, with many othors, towards the west,
whero many broad acres of laud could bo pur
chased for a small amount of money. lie re
mained in Michigan ono year; during which time
he prepared a rudo, though comfortable homo
for liis wifo and child. Ho then returned to
tho East, bade n final adieu to his many
friends, and with his little family, ouce moro
turned his face toward the setting sun. Many
years of hard work wero before our emigrants, but
thoy did not shrink from the task. Industry,
perseveranco and good management, will
accomplish wonders. Theso qualities, our
friend possessed in an tmiuent degree.
Therefore it is not strango that, as tho years
passed away, thoy had tho satisfaction of seo
mg their farm become moro and more attrac
tive and valuable Improvements wero con
tinually boing made; a large houso was built;
out-houses eroded; thoir stock increased, and
tho fruit of tho orchord yeaily becomo moro
abundant.
In short, when Sarah, thoir daughtor, was
eighteen years old, Mr. Amnion was a wealthy
farmer. Sarah possessed a pretty face and
ploasing manners; umlher mother eleUred that
when she left tho pateinal roof as a wife, sho
wonld be conducted to n home ns good, or bet
ter than tho ono that she left. But ah 1 tho
child will not always accept tho parents' choico
ui a inuiu. uuti ountii, tuu gossips paui, neon
pleased to givo herself to Mr, Tristie, the rich
young merchant of Hastings, who was very
much smitten with tho charms of our country
girl, hor way to the rnarriago ultiir would have
been without an obstacle; but with youthful
waywardness, sho would not hoed her mother's
ndvico to encourage tho young man. And
when Bho becamo acquainted with Charley
Hpraguo, the gay, haudsoiue, though penniless
farmer, she had tho "obstinacy," as her mothor
called it, to full in lovo with him. The young
couple were not long in learning that thoir af
fections wore mutual; but their joy in each
other was clouded by an uncertain future.
They pledged themselves to each othor, with
youthful ardor; and thoy suffered themselves
to build many a noblo castle In the nir. Mrs.
Ammon's keen eyes wero not slow to discover
that hor daughter found much pleasure in the
society 01 unarioy bpraguo; go wlien o fa vow
stern, stubborn will conquered every other
emotion. Her husband was away from home
at this time. When he returned, Mrs. Ammon
related to him in a tranquil manner the news of
their daughter's elopement. 'Margaret," said
Mr. Ammon, "wo must invite them home.
What is done cannot be undone." "Invite
them home!" was the answer, "nevtr hy me."
In vain did Mr. Ammon reason with his wife,
and entreat her to reconcile herself to the in
evitable. Mrs. Ammon was incorrigible. Mr.
Ammon went to bid his daughter and son-in-
law good-bye, ere they departed for their new
homo in Ohio. "Sarah," said the old man, "I
alone have come to bid you farewell." His
voice faltered, but in a moment he continued:
"May God bless you both; and let usnot forget
to pray our Father in Heaven to incline the
heart ol tho mother to her child. After a f
more words of tenderness, they parted.
Three years passed away, and the mother
and dmghter bod not met. The mother was
too proud to send for her child, but her heart
yearned for her. Slowly but surely love wsb
gaining tho ascendency over anger.
It was night, and good Farmer Ammon
read from the Holy Book. He knelt in prayer
with his wife. He prayed for their daughter.
"Oh God, our Father," he said, "watch over
and protect our child; sho is our only child.
Oh! Thou doBt know the parents' heart. Thou
dost know the love that toe bear for the dear one
Thou didst give us in our youth," (A sob es
caped from the corner wnere Mrs, Ammon was
kneeling.) "Dear Father, it is long since we
have seen her. un, grant that ere we close
our eyes in death, our loved one may return to
tho home of her youth !" Another sob was
heard from the outside. The sound reached
the cars of the worshipers. The prayer was
soon finished; and Mr. Ammon opened the
door, and lo ! there stood bis daughter and her
husband holding a child.
"Sarah," Baiel tho father, trembling with joy,
"my prayer is answered. Welcome home, and
you too, Charley, but what have you here 1
Can this bo your child 1" "Yes, this is our
little Maggie, father," said Charley; for Sarah
was clasped in her mother's arms, and both
were luxuriating in leare; happy tears, accom
panied with smiles and broken sentences, such
as, "dear mother," "Sarah, can this be ? God
be praised," etc.
Thoy were all too happy to think of their
old trouble. After the first joy was over, Mrs.
Ammon and Sarah both bean to talk of foi
givoncss; but they would not heed each other's
self reproaches. They both claimed to be the
most to blame. Tho reconciliation was com
plete, and years of happiness followed. Our
Btory is told.
A Farmer's Beautiful Wife.
ble opportunity presented itself, she addrossed
tier daughter tnus: "aarah, l bavo boon watch
ing you for some time, and I fear that you find
more than ordinary happiness in tho society of
Charley Spraguo. Am I mistaken, or not ?"
The crimson blood rushod to the young girl's
face at these words. Sho hesitated for a mo
mont, then docided that it wero best to be
frank; so sho replied in n tremulous voice:
"Yes, mother, you are right." Again sho hes
itated, but soon summoned oonrago to continue
iu a low voioo mid with downoaut eyes: "Yes,
Charley and I lio lovo each other very much;
ho has risked mo to bo his wife; aud I have
consented." Mrs. Ammon turned livid with
rage; and without considering what she did or
said, raised her hand aud struck her daughter
in the faoo; while she fairly hissed the words:
"Tako t7wi( for your impudence." lb a mo
ment sho repented; but it was too lato. That
blow from tho mother's hand, developed the
dormant willfulness in the daughtor, that she
iuhorited from her mother. The insult to her
pure affootions, stung her to the quick. No
longer did tho little room contain a drooping,
blushing maiden, but iu her plaoe, a woman,
polo, erect and proud. "Mother," she stilii,
"you lorget mat 1 am no longer a ohild," thou
turned and left tho room, "Fool that I am,"
her mother muttered, "but to havo the aspira
tions of years, quenched by this penniless
youngster. This foolishness must not last.
My daughter shall yet be Mrs. TrUtlc, the
mtrchant's Ituli."
After Sarah left her mother, sho sought and
found hor father, to whom sho rounded the
story of hor love, and of the treatmout sho had
just roooived from her mother. "Father," Bhe
aid, after she had told him all, "havo I your
consent to marry Chas. Sprasue ?" He roplicd,
"Sarah, you are ol ajje, I like the frank, opou
manners of your lover; 7 can have no objections
to your marrying him; but I fear that it will bo
long eroyour mother will give her consent
Sho i not one to easily abandon a favorito pro
ject." "Mothor uouir will givo hor consent to
this union," Bald Sarah coufldontly. "I have
always respected my parents wishes, but in n
matter of this kind, 1 feel tbat I must act for
mjBelf. Adieu, dear father." That night our
lover had an inter lew, and plana for the fit.
turo wore formed, that would havo filled Mrs.
Atnniou with dismay, had she known of them.
Nothing occurred tor some time to excite the
mother's suspicious, and bho begatt to hope
that uo harm had ensued from that unlucky
morning' talk. Six mouths passed away with
its labors aud cares, bofoto any note-worthy
event transpired iu Farmer Amnion's family;
but at the expiration of that time, on the
morning of the 20th of Sept., Sarah Amnion
was missiug, Mrs. Ammon having called her
daughter several times without recehiug au
answor, went to her room to waxen her. Judgo
ui nor i-uiineruaiion, wueu sue louna that
Sarah was not there I Bhe took up note that
was lying ou the table, and read aa follows:
Matilda Fletcher thus describes a farmer's
wifo who is not only boautiful and wise, but
possesses several cardinal virtues iu addition:
Tho most beautiful woman I ever have known
was a farmer's wifo, who attended to the house-
nold duties for n family of four, and also
assisted in gardening, and the light farm work;
and yet 1 never saw her nanus rough and reel,
and never oven saw a freckle on her nose. Im
possible! Jyou say, how did sho manage ? I
never OBkcd her, but she hat some envious
neighbors, who went slouching around with red,
scaly hands, sunburnt faces, and hair matted
with dust and oil, who let me into the dreadful
secret. They informed me with many an om
inous shake of the head, tbat she was just the
proudest minx tbat ever lived; tbat sho actually
woro India rubber gloves when she used the
broom and scrubbing brush, and always when
she worked out-doors; that she also had a bon
net made of oil-silk, completely ooverinc the
head, faco and neck, loaving only apertures for
seeing and breathing, thus securing perfect
freedom from sun, wind and dust. Did you
ever hoar of Buch depravity? She also fastened
her disholoth to n stick, so that she need not
put tier bands in hot water. For the same rea
son, sho accomplished hor laundry work with a
machine and wringer. And thon to see her in
tho aftornoon tricked out in a fashionable white
dress, with n bright colored ribbon at her throat,
and a rose iu her hair entertaining in the parlor,
as though she was the greatest lady in the land,
was moro their patienco could endure. Anil
how they did pity her poor children becauso
"sho would not let them eat pastry nor greasy
food, for foar it might spoil thoir complexion."
The truth was her plump Utile darlings al
ways looked liko fresh rose buds, and sho met
them coming homo from school with so much
love and boauty aud grace, that I don't see how
she could bo iuproved ono atom by becoming a
veritable angel. And her husband! lie had
suoh a satisfied expression, that it was a perfect
aggravation to ordinary people to look at him.
lie desorvod to be happy, because ho encour
aged and helped hor to cultivate beauty and
goodness bath in herself, her family and her
home; and I don't know but her suc:ess princi
pally belonged to him, becauso he bought all
tho new inventions that could lighten her labor,
and all the delicate and pretty things Bhe
needed to adorn hor home, and when Bhe was
sick ha wouldn't let hor do muoh work uutil
she was well and strong. Strauge as it may
seem, at such times ho usually devoted himself
to her with with as much care and tenderness
as ho would it she had been tho most valuable
horse on tho farm. Wise littlo woman; she
knew how to improve her health and comeli
ness, and of course sho was not ashamed to do
it when she had encauragemout and approval.
If, instead of hor genial, noble-hearted husband
sho had married a niggardly Gradgrind, she
would proh ibly have lost her health, her beauty,
her sweet disposition, her whole interest in life,
aud become an unlovely, broken-spliitod wo
man, .,ler's Ji'iinif.
A Hen-pecked Husband's Soliloquy.
From Pacific Itural Press by Mrs. E. E. A,
Hurrah ! My wife has gone to visit hei
mother, and will be away one week; aud I am
so happy ahem ! I should say sorry that 1
hardly know what (o do first, although I have
met with some trouble since she left. She
started two days ago, and as there are seven
days in a week, there will be only five more
days of freedom; then adieu to comfort I
mean loneliness.
I do not mean to insinuate anything against
my wife, but decidedly speaking, I cannot feel
lonely when she is at home. She does not like
to have me out of her Bight. If I go into the
sitting-room, tip my chair back, put my feet on
emantie-piece, so i can contemplate tuem at
ure, and commence RmoKinz, in two sec-
oor will be thrown open, and my
tner will walk in, and tell me to
stop smoking, and sit like a civilized being,
and not fill the room with smoke. Out of def
erence to her opinion, I meekly leave her my
our :oom, and stalk up and down the hall, en
joying my cigar, when she appears again, and
coughs and speaks so feelingly of the injury
done to her health by my smoking, that I am
conquered, and like a dutiful husband, throw
my cigar away. It cost me twenty-five cents.
Alter supper it 1 endeavor to slip away with
out her knowledge, she is so careful of me, that
she follows me from one room to another, until
it is too late to go out. And I ask you, how
could I act cross and savage, to a wife who is
so solicitous lest 1 Bbould u.-eatne the night
air, and be ill ? But I meekly suggest that there
is bucu a thing as being entirely too solicitous.
She also institutes a search of my pockets every
night, when she thinks I am asleep. But I am
wise enough not to keep any mementoes there;
for all wives will periodically turn their hus
band s pocxets inside out in search ol love
letters, pictures and other t riffles; so I don't
complain of my beloved; it only shows her in
terest in my behalf.
But she is away; and I can smoke in the
parlor, leave my boots on the piano, my box of
cigars on the bed and need not hang up my
clothes, as she will always insist on my doing;
but can throw them down any place, without
expecting a lecture. She told me to feed the
cat three times a day; but to save that trouble
I gave a boy ten cents to carry him off; bo
when my wife returns, I will tell her poor Tom
is lost. I know she won't believe a word I say,
but that is not my fault. She cautioned me to
be careful and not spend much money; so I
have been very economical. For two days I
have cooked my own meals; but as I have not
washed a dish since she left, and broken three
cups and her best glass pitcher, there are no
more clean dishes; so l will board at a hotel
the remainder of the week; and if that is not
economical. I would like to know what is.
When my wife is at home, if I am not punc
tual at my meals, I have to eat cold lunch, or
go without. My wife is an excellent manager.
LiBt evening, half a dozen of my friends
came in, and we had a jolly good timo; but this
morning, whon I awoke and found myself lying
on the piano, and saw the curtains were torn
from tOD to bottom, wine stains and broken
glass all over the carpet, the canary bird dead
in the cage, the full length mirror in fragments,
I had a dim recollection that there had been
some kind of a row; and shuddered to think of
the still worse row there would be, whon my
wife retnrned. Not tbat I am afraid of her.
Ob, no ! but she has such a determined man
ner, and such a flow of language, that I do not
like the idea of confronting her. She knows
that I am maBter in my own house, and far
from being timid, but but but I believe I will
go away on business for about two weeks; and
the storm will have blown over when I return
I am no coward, but you understand.
San Jose, Sept. 28th, 1871.
Excitement and Shout Life. The deadliest
foo to man's longevity is an unnatural and un
reasonable excitement. Every man is born
with a certain stock of vitality, which cannot
be increased, but which may be husbanded or
expended rapidly, an he deems best. Within
certain limits he has his choice, to move fast or
Blow, to live abstemiously or intensely, to draw
nis uttie amount ot lite over a large space or con
dense it into a narrow one; but when his stock
is oxhausted he has no more. He who lives ab
stemiously who avoids alljstimulauts, takes light
exercise, nover over tasks himself, indulges no
exhausting passions, feeds his mind and heart
ou no exciting material, has no debilitating
A Smuggler's Narrative.
"We shall be, my dear madam," said I to a
fellow-passenger in the Dieppe boat, taking
out my watch, but keeping my eyes steadily
upon her, "we Bball be in less than ten minutes
at the cusom house." A spasm a flicker from
the guilt within glanced from her counten
ance. "You look very good-natured sir," stam
mered she.
I bowed,and looked considerably more bo to
invite her confidence.
"If I were to tell yon a eecret, which is too
much for me to keep myself, oh ! would you
keap it inviolable V'
"I know it, my dear madam I know it al
already, said I, smiling, "it is lace, is it not ?"
She uttered a little shriek and yes, she
had got it there among the crinoline. She
thought it had been sticking out, you see, un
known to her.
"Oh, sir," cried she, "it is only ten pounds
worth; please to forgive me, and I'll never do
it again. As it is, I think I shall expire."
"My dear madam," replied I, sternly, but
kindly, 'here is the pier, and the officer has
fixed his eye upon us. I must do my duty."
I rushed up the ladder like a lamp-lighter; I
pointed out the woman to a legitimate author
ity, I accompanied her upon her way, in cus
tody, to the searching-house. I did not Bee
her searched, but I saw what was found upon
her, and I saw her fined and dismissed with
ignominy. Then, having generously given up
my emoluments as informer to the subordinate
officials, I hurried off in search of the betrayed
woman to her hotel. I gave her lace twice the
value of that she lost, paid her fine and ex
plained: "You, madam, had ten pounds worth of
smuggled goods about your person; I had
nearly fifty times that amount. I turned in
former, madam, let me convince you, for the
sake of both of us. You have too expressive a
countenance, believe me, and the officer would
have found you out in any event, even as I did
myself. Are you satisfied, my dear madam 1
If you still feel aggrieved by me in any way,
pray take more lace; here is lots of it."
When I finished my explanation the lady
seemed perfeetly satisfied with my little Btroke
of diplomacy, though she would have doubt
less preferred a little less prominent part in it.
Excliange.
YoJNq Folks' CoLiJpfl.
"Diu Motiuk: Thinking that it would be
impossible to ever attain your consent to my
marriage with Charley Bprague, and feeling
that we were intended by Providence for each
other, a private marriage waa determined upon.
We will b married to-uighl at ten o'clock, by
the Her. Mr. Shaw. '
At thli ii my first act of disobedience, I hope
that you will foiyWe we.
Your affectionate daughter,
Sept. Utilh, 1851, Sabiu Awuo.s."
The grief of Mr. Ammon, after wading the
note was dreadful to witueu. It waa long ere
she eontt control her sorrow; but gradually hr
Are We Living Too Fast?
Wc are living too fast today. We think, as
a people, to much of money aud to little of the
cultivation and development of a higher life a
life which shall give impetus to the noblest im
pulse of tho soul, which shall give us a more
truly Christaiu home life, which shall git a us a
better basis to society, which shall flud timo for
resting from tho ceaseless whirl and restless
ness ol Imiiueai. As a rule, the wealthy business
UiaU Of ttl-dsV doea not IMlinv llfrt. lln mrrlae
business with him everywhere. He takes it
home: he sleens with it: ha thinks f it l,
tides out; and when Suuday comes, he takes it
wiui mm iu cuurcu ami dreams of It til nil nod
during the sermon. We mutt have a change
from all this. There are other pauic yet to
follow if wo do not ceiso this crazy pursuit of
money. Wo are glad to know that there is a
healthy reactiou from the wild and foolish and
wicked manner iu which o much of the bnai.
uena of the country has beeu conducted, and we
trust it will coutinuo. Better tbat busiueas
should droop a little; better that steamers and
ship should rest a little at the wharves, that we
may scraim the barnacles off; better that niau
should hare an opportunity for kuowiug bis
neighbor; better that ho should know more aud
think more upon the country to which he is
goiug. We havo brought nothing with us into
this world, and it ia certain we can take nothiug
out. Let us think of this little more; let us
estimate it at ita truo worth, and act and live
accordingly. CMttia at Work.
Max ii the merriest atvwloa nf nutlnn. tl
above or below him are serious. .leiubon.
Eleasure, lets nothing ruffle his temper, keeps
is, "account with God and man duly squared-
up," is sure, barring accidents, to spin out his
life to the lougest limits which it is possible to
attain; whilo he who feeds on high-s ,'asoned
foo 1, whether material or mental, fatigues his
body or brain by hard labor, exposes himself to
imfiammatory disease, seeks continual excite
ment, gives loose rein to his ptssious, frets at
every trouble aud enjoys little repose, is burning
the caudle at both ends, &nd is sure to shorten
his days,
Failure in Learning) Music Ji'Aifiift's
Tbiirneil of Music, an excellent monthly pub
lished at Manchester, N. II., states three reasons
why American children often fail to excel iu
music First tecatise they commence the study of
mv 'luru'jvic iuu into in (ye, xue proper iige
with most children is between six and seven
years; then the mind craves not yet for so
much variety as at a later period, and the fingers
aro supple enough to admit of easy and pel feet
adaptation to the mechanism of the instrnments.
Secondly, b(cwne the discipline at home is too
for, und admits, in many cases, of too preco
cious development, which is the untimely end of
all continued, well-directed effort; and snch ef
fort is indispensably necessnry, even with the
most gifted of children, in the pursuit of musi
cal studies. Thirdly, the leant of tnusical anima
tion at home The unfortuuato fact that men
aro not ipstbetically educated in this couutry,
aud havo neither taste for nor any knowledge
of musio, causes the mother to neglect her
piano very soon after marriage; aud the chil
dren, not hearing auy musio Ht borne, lose the
opportunity of training the ear at a time whon
than orgau is most susceptible of culture
Jkremt Tavloii on MauRuciK. The follow
ing extract from that souud old divine. Jeremv
Taylor, is always read with interest, because
of its simple truthfulness: Marriage has in it
less oi ueauty, but more ol safety than tbe sin
gle life; it hath uo more ease, but less danger;
it is more merry aud more sad; it is fuller ol
sorrows and fuller of joys; it lies under more
burdens, but it is supported by all the strengths
of love aud charity, and thoee burdens are de
lightful. Marriage is the mother of the world,
aud preserves kingdoms, aud fills cities and
churches, and heaven itself. Celibacy, like
the dy in the heart of an apple, dwells "in per
petual sweetness, but sits alone, and is confined
and dies in singularity; but marriage, like tbe
useful bee, builds a house, and gathers honey
from every flower, and labor and unites into
societies" and republics, and sends out colonies,
and feeds the world with delicacies, and obeys
their kiug, and keeps order, and exercises many
virtue, and promotes the interests ot mankind,
and is that state ol good to which God hath de
signed the present constitution of tbe world.
Tu wild bird that flies so lone and fu bas
somewhere its neat and I rood. A little flutter
ing heart of love impels its wings aud points
ita course. There is nothing so solitary- m a
solitary man.
Tell Your Wife.
If your aro in anv trouble or auandarv. tell
your wife that is if you have one all about it
at once. Ten to one her invention will solve
your difficulty sooner than all your logic. The
wit of woman has been praised, but her instinct
are quicker and keener than her reason. Coun
with your wife, or your mother, or your sister,
and be assured light will flash upon your dark
ness. Women are too commonly adjudged as
verdant in all but purely womanish affairs. No
philosophical students of the sex thus judgo
them. Their intuitions, or insights, are tbe
most subtle, and if they cannot see a cat in the
meal, there is no cat there. In counselling a
man to tell his wife, we would go farther, and
advise him to keep none of his affairs a secret
from her. Many a home has been happily
saved, anu many a lortuno retrieved, by a man s
full confidence in bis "better half." Woman
is far more a seer and a prophet than man, if
she be given a fair ohance. As a general rule,
wives confide the minutes of their plans and
thoughts to their husbands, having no involve
menta to screen from them. Why not recipro
cate, if but for the pleasure of meeting confi
ence with confidence ? Wo are certain that no
man suoceeds so well in the world as he who,
taking a partner for life, makes her the partner
of his purpose and hopes. What is wrong of
his impulse or judgment she will check and set
right with her almost universally right instincts.
"Help meet" was no insignificant title as ar
Elied to man's companion She is a helpmeet to
im in every darkness, difficulty and sorrow
of life. And what she most craves and most
deserves is confidence without which, love is
never free from a shadow.
Playing Meeting.
Twas a rainy morning, Mr children four,
Ernest and Bell, Louise and May,
And the two little Dixons over the way,
Had been noisy in plsy an hour or more.
When all at once such a qnlet lay
On the room, that I guessed it was "Meeting Day."
So I noiselessly drew to the door ajar.
And sat and listened; they could not see
My form, but the group was plain to me;
Ernest, with face drawn gravely down,
Bis little head lost In his father's crown.
Had the highest seat In the gallery.
And Alice Dixon whose placid face
In its sober moods was pictured rest,
With a 'kerchief folded on her breast
Sat next to him, in the preacher's place,
And the young ones on stools below,
Louise and Cell, and May and Joe.
A solemn Bilence filled the room 1
I knew not then, and I know not now,
If it could be so, but It seemed somehow
That the Spirit of Goodness did descend
The same that we feel In its holy sway
In the grown-up meetings not formed for play.
Then Alice, the preacher, rose to speak
Bell giggled a little, but all the r 'St
Sat perfectly quiet, as if possessed
And she said In a voice that was clear and sweet,
"Dear friends, I know that we are young and small,
But I think the good Lord loves us all.''
And then she went further on to show,
How, when they got cross at their work or play,
Or were naughty, lie turned His faco away j
And she prayed "to be good," and her prayer I know
Was very simple in thought and word ,
But a sweeter one I have seldom heard. ,
Then the hands were shook, and themeeting broke,
And tbe children laughed to be free again;
But I thought perhaps not all in vain
Was that meeting held or that termon spoke,
For planing good may Induce the state,
And the timplc things confound the great
Children'! Friend.
Stick to Your Bush.
Progress in Astronomical Discovery
The Lights in the Heavens.
We clip the following from the published
proceedings of the French Association of Sci
ence: The spectroscope has explored the far
off spaca of heaven. The light of hundreds of
of stars has been analyzed, and nebulre,
scarcely visible, have had the quality of their
radiations revealed by its aid. The light, in
some cases very feeble, with which a number
of stars shine, gives a spectrum with dark lines
like tho solar spectrum, and this fact proves to
us that the constitution of these stars is like
that of our sun. Aldebaran sends us records
of hydrogen, magnesium, and calcium, which
abound in solar light, but also those of metals
whioh are rare or absent, as tellurium, anti
mony, and mercury.
Nebulas, twenty thousand limes less brilliant
than a candle at a distance of 13,000 feet, have
Btill given a spectrum; for their light, although
feeble, is very Bimple in its constitution, and
the spectrum which it gives consists only of
two or three bright bands, one of hydrogen, the
other of nitrogen. These nebula), which give
a spectrum of bright lines, are those which the
most powerful telescopes cannot resolve; there
is an"abyss" between them and resolvable neb
ula, which like ordinary stars, give a spectrum
with dark lines.
What an effort of the human mindl To dis
cover the constitution of stars of which the
distances are unknown, of nebula which are
not yet worlds; to establish a classification of
all the stars, aud still more to guess their ages
ah, tell me, is not this a triumph for Science?
Yes, we bavo classed them according to their
ages. Stars colored, stars yellow, stars white;
the white are the hottest aud the youngest;
(ueir Bjjcuuuiu in uuiupuseu ui k lew tinea only,
aud these hues are dark. Hydrogen predomi
nates. Traces of magnesium are also met with,
of iron, and perhaps of lodium; and if it is
true that Sirius was a red star in the time of
the ancients, it owed perhaps its tint to tbe
greater abundance of hydrogen at that epoch.
Our sun, Aldebaran Arctnrus, are among the
?ellow Btars. In their spectra the hydrogen
ines are less developed, but the metallic lines
are fine and numerous. The colored stirs are
not so hot and are older. In consequence of
their age, they emit less vivid light. In them
there is little or no hydrogen. Metallic lines
abound, but one also finds channelled spaces
like the lines of compounds. The temperature
beiug lower, these Utter can exist whether they
consist of atoms joined to others ot the same
kind, or whether they contain groups of hetero
geneous atoms.
As to matter, it is everywhere the same, and
the hydrogen ot water we meet with in our sun,
in Sirius, and in the nebula), everywhere it
moves, everywhere it vibrates; and these move
ments which, appear to us inseparable from
atoms are also tbe origin of all physical and
chemical force.
Labor amounts of wood are piled op on the
banks of the Carsen river, at Empire. From
appearances there is supply of fuel on hanej
sumoisnt to last (or years, but yet it' will all be
gone before spring. Tbe amount of pise wood
consumed in the fnraaces of the mills and
hoisting works is enormous.
A tich man, in answer to the question how
he became so very successful, recited the fol
lowing story:
"I will tell you how it was. One day when
I was a lad, a party of boys and girls were go
ing to pick blackberries. 1 wanted to go with
them, but was afraid my father would not let
me. When I told him what was going on, and
he at once gave me permission to go with them,
I could hardly contain myself, I rushed into
the kitchen, got a big basket, and asked mother
for a luncheon. I had the basket on my arm,
and was just going out at tbe gate, when my
father called me back. He took my hand and
said in a very gentle voice: 'Joseph, what are
you going to do ?' 'To pick berries,' I repliod.
'Then, Joseph, I want to tell you one thing.
It is this: When you find a pretty good bush,
do not leave it to seek a better one. The other
boys and girls will run about, picking a little
here and a little there, wasting a great deal of
time, and cettins few berries. If vnn wAnf
berries, stick to your bush.'
"I wont, and we had a canital time. Bnt it
was just as my father said. No sooner had one
found a good bush than he called all the rest,
and they left their several places and ran off to
the newly-femnd treasure. Not content more
than a minute or two in one place, they rambled
over the whole pasture, got very tired, and at
night had very few berries. My father's words
kept ruuuing in my ears, and I 'stuck to my
bush.' When I had done with one I found an
other, and finished that; then I took another.
When night came I had a large basketful of
berries, more than all the others put together,
and was not half so tired as they were. I went
home happy. But when I entered I found my
father had been taken ill. He looked at my
basketful of ripe blackberries, and said, 'Well
done, Joseph. Was I not right when I told
you ? Always Btick to your bush.'
"He died a few days after, and I had to make
my way in the world as best I could. But my
father's words sank deep into my mind and I
never forgot the experience of the blackberry
party; I 'stuck to my bush. When I had a
fair place, and was doing tolerably well, I did
not leave it and spend weeks and months in
seeking one a little better. When other young
men said: Come with us, and we will make a
fortune in a few weeks,' I shook my head, and
'stuck to my bush.' Presently mv emnlovers
offered to take me into business with them. I
stayed with the old house until the principals
died, and then I had everything I wanted. The
habit of sticking to my business led people to
trust me, and gave me a character. I owed all
I have and am to this motto: 'Stick to vour
bush.' "
Keep it from Them. Qon't give liquor to
children. Possibly you can do it with safety,
but the chances are against it. One of the first
literary men in the United States said to a
writer: "There is one thing which, as you
visit different places, I wish you to do every
where: that is, entreat every mother never to
give a drop of strong drink to a child. I have
had to fight, as for my life, all my days to keep
from dying a drunkard, because I was feed
with spirits whon a child, and acquired a taste
for it. My brother, poor fellow, died a drunk
ard. I wonld not have, a child of mine take a
drop of liquor for anything. Warn .every
mother, wherever you go, never to give a drop
to a child, as she values its future happiness."
South Sbobe Ruleoid. The change here
tofore noticed in the line of the Southern
Pacific Railroad, is likely to be consummated
within a Bhort time, as the railroad authorities
have secured the right of way along the south
ern shore of the bay, and are about putting
their forces to work cleaning, grading etc. The
new line will be from the vicinity of the depot,
at Fourth and Townsend streets, skirting the
bay shore through the new town of Burlingame,
to a point at or near Redwood Citv. where it
joins the old route. The shore route avoids
tne neavy grades and shortens tbe distance
between tbe city and the proposed junction
three miles. When this plan shall have been
carried out it is proposed to bring much of the
grain freights from tbe southern counties to
this city; which, by reason of the heavy grades
on the San Bruno mountains, bas heretofore
gone around by way of San Jose! to Oakland.
This move will have a good effect on that part
of South San Francisco adjacent to the railroad
reservation, and along the proposed line of
road.
OvtEBOiBD in Mis Ocean, Paul Boynton
left New York on Sunday last by tbe steamer
Queen, withthe intention of trying tbe hazard
ous experiment of abandoning the vessel about
200 miles from Sandy Hook, for tbe purpose of
testing tbe merits of Merriman's life saving
dress. His intention is to float and swim
homeward until picked up by some inwsrd
bound vessel. Tbe suit envelopes all but the
face of the wearer, and is capable of sustaining
a weight of 200 pounds. Boynton will carry in
a water-proof bag a sufficiency of water and
provisions to lasf ten days.
Asothzb was cvovv seems to be hanging
ominously over Europe. Tbe President of tbe
Baden Cabinet said in a rtceat speech that.
Germany mutt be prepared for a fresh war.
She is accordingly increasing her army.