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LOVE'S ErCHANQK.
Why bury nil cndeaiment In our heart,
And nt ver Know the jor of lore confessed!
He feels tl c licav'nly b las that it Imports
Who lores, car, gees, Is loved and caressed.
Why keep our klsc for the death-cold face,
To pivr them nil with unavailing tears!
Wliy not bestow them while they may craso
A line of care nud brighten weary yearsl
The dumb, cold clay will feel no spirit thrill,
Nor touch oflliiK'rlngHps, nor lastembnce:
Endearing words iie'tr' reach I he heart to still
When we shall mourn above its testing place.
0 friends, I pray, ye who are friends indeed,
Keep not your kisses for my frozen face I
Tho low, sweet word, the fond caress 1 need
While toiling In life's wcary-welghted race.
JlY marble Hp? can make no warm return,
Nor eyes, nor voice cnu utter hive's dedglit;
1 will tiot need, nor will my spirit cirn
Forlove's exchange, when I am still and white.
Lu li. Cult, In The Current.
0H DOUBLY LOST.
Tho lightning of a lurid sky.
The surcing of n sombro sen,
The fricudlcss fnce of rug.ed rocks,
Where she once sat nlouc with niol
For loves which kindly Nature claims,
The beams of starry Hops arise;
And oonow knows a toUca 6Wect
When Love looks forth lrom dying eyes.
Hut doubly lost, who lives but loose
The bond of frici.dsh'p's mutual oath;
In whom Love's bud of carl er bloom
Is grafud wit j tue greener growth 1
She came and went, and left to mo
The memory of that distant day;
Ah, would thes" waves her beauty held
Forever hid fiom me aw ay I
Yet this dear scene remains to me.
The gilt of Love who cannot die;
The message of his murmuring sea,
The rainbow of his guardian sky.
JCrite.it Mross, in it. Louis Magazine.
A UKTIIOIJIAL BLNtf.
"Maria, I am sorry to reprimand
you again for your curiosity. 1 wisli
you would try to correct that fault."
Tho voice was peculiarly soft and
gentle, and 1 was stiro that I had
hoard it before. Turning I saw two
young women leaning against tlio
bulwarks. Thoir faces wero turned
from me, and although thoir ligures
woro about tlio same size, and thoir
hair of almost tlio same tinge, there
was littlo difficulty in distinguishing
tho maid aud mistress. Piescntly
they wero joiuod by a plump, comfortable-looking
English matron and a
tall young American, who was evi
dently tlio escort of tho party. Thon
I remembered that I had seen them
xt a hotel in Paris, aud had become
vary much interested in tlio young
couplo. I novor saw an English girl
with tlio delicately-cut features, tho
slender, graceful figure and tlio air of
refinement which characterized, this
one, and I certainly never met any
man with tho graooful bearing of this
tall young American. I remember
that 1 was proud of this girl as 1113'
countrywoman, and felt a secrot pleas
ure in tho very probable fact that the
young American's ancestors woro
English.
I was glad that I had an opportu
nity of seeing more of thorn, and I
found myself watching them with a
reat doal of interest as they sat on
deck, tho mother lying in a big arm
chair, tilts daughter seated close by,
and tlio young American hovering
around them with a gentlo watchful
ness of every comfort. Occasionally
tho mother would nod a littlo, her
head would sink back, and sho would
draw Bomo wrapping of dolicato tex
ture ovor her face to protect it from
tlio warm sun-rays. Instantly tlio as
pect of the young couplo would change.
An air of trunk unconsciousness would
yield to ono of groat reserve, and his
eyes would deepen with tenderness,
and his face grow more earnest anil
flushed as ho leaned towards hor and
talked in low tones.
1 soon concluded that those young
people wero moro than interested in
each other, and ono night 1 heard, or
rather saw, the whole story. 1 couldn't
liolp it very well. Besides, I was an
old man, alono in tlio world, and I
had sucli sympathy with tliom that I
am suro they would havo cared but
littlo had they known of my presence.
It was the last night of our voyage.
The stars wero dimmed by tlio moon,
which hung alono in a 'big dome of
blue. Tiio ocean had sunk into a
iinooth, quiet plain, brokon only by
dancng moonbeams, and tho sloamor
with its restless throbbing seemed an
impertinent atom in tho vast silence
around.
Thoy came slowly towards mo, as I
sat smoking, from the bow of tlio ves
sol. She was resting on his arm, and
occasionally sho would turn her fair
faco up to his witli an air of mingled
timidity and conlidonce. A littlo dis
tanco away thoy stopped, and leaning
against tlio bulwarks, began talking.
Presently sho turned her head for an
instant, and looked thoughtfully out
iuto tlio moonlight, which seemed to
gather around "her head and leave its
rich yellow tint in her hair. Ho was
pleading very earnestly now, and hor
taco sank slowly down, as sho tremu
lously pluekea at hor dainty nubia
whoso soft folds over hor bosom rose
and foil with tho gentlo tumult within.
Thon ho took ono of her hands and
jmused. A moniont later she raised
hor head slowly and turned her face
Irankiy to his. I uould see tears glis
ten tig 011 her eyelashes, botwecn me
and the moonlight, but smiies wero
chasing each other around tlio sweet
lips below. This was all the answer
that sho gave him, aud this was all ho
-asked.
When I looked again, ho was hold
ing a ring up in tlio moonlight, and
both were looking at tho pale bluish
light which seemed to shoot from the
.stono in its rich, yellow sotting. Ho
-was evidently explaining its history,
for presoully she hold up ono prottv,
fair hand, aud ho slipped tho riug oh,
and kissed the dainty lingers. Sho
blushed and looked pleased, and both
walked together to tho eabin steps.
1 sat still and smoked aftor thoy had
gone, and my faoies kept forming tho
faco of that lovely English girl in tlio
blue suioko which curled itself into
fantast c shapes abovo mo. I think I
almost uttered a silent prayer for tho
happiness of those youug people. And
still 1 sat and smoked, and whon I
went below, a big, blaok cloud had
lloatod up from tho west lust in front
of tho moon. The ocean had taken an
ominous, treacherous look, and was
beginning to timer aud move
It was aftor midnight, I suppose,
when I was nrouscd by a. shock which
mndo tho lingo shiu tremble for an in
stant. I know an accidout had oc
curred, and dressing hastily, I hurr.ed
on deck. Heavens! what a change
had been mndo in tlioso few hours.
Tlio waves woro dashing against the
ship and frothing over the deck, the
lightning was Hashing on all sides,
and tho thunder seemed to shake
heaven and sea. Wo had struck upon
a reef, and evidently 1 had not felt the
lirst shock, for nearly all the boats
had left tho ship, and tho captain and
crow wero preparing to launch tho
rest, suddenly a succession of vivid
Hashes seemed to encircle tho ship.
Tlio seamen fell prostrate, and a
shower of splinters struck tho deck
forward.
A littlo puff of smoko arose, littlo
tongues of liro cropt up a mast, and
before any ono could shout tho terri
bio cry of "Firo1" one of tho sails
leaped into flames. Tho frightened
peoplo crowded shrieking to tho stern
of the ship, and aiiiong"tliein I saw
the, tall form of the young American
with a woman fainting in Ids arms. A
moniont later I saw him again as ho
disappeared down a hatchway, which
was belching out smoko. The bravo
sailors worked witli a will, and tho
last boat was launched boforo tho
Hamcs had reached tlio middle of the
ship. Only ono was left, and into this
all of us who remained clambered.
Tlio captain stood ready to push tho
boat oil when tlio young American's
haggard faco reappeared in tho hatch
way. My God!" ho cried frantically,
whoro is she?"
"Get aboard!" shouted tho captain
sternly, as ho pointed toward tho oth
er boats.
Tho young American shook his
head.
"Look!" ho cried suddenly.
A woman with yellow hair stream
ing over nor winto garments was
darting toward the bow of tho ship.
"Ellen!"
Tho cry was too lato. She looked
onco at tlio Humes, whicli wero leap
ing up tho mast beliiud hor, and,
stretching out her arms toward tho
receding boats, sprang into tho sea.
I think lie would havo followed hor
had not tho captain seized In 111 and
thrust him iuto tho boat. 1
"Savo her! savo her in Heaven's
name!"
"Wo can't savo her," said tho cap
tain. "Wo couldn't lind hor in tho
sea. Wo must savo ourselves."
Tho poor fellow sank into tlio boat,
almost lifeless.
"It may not havo boon she," 1 said
to him; "porhaps sho wont in ono of
tho other boats."
Ho only shook his head mournful
ly. I believed it was tlio young Eng-,
lish lady, however, for as sho throw"
up her arms, I saw a ring Hash in tlio.
light of tho Hames with tho sanio po-,
culiar tint that I had marked in the
moonlight a few hours boforo.
As wo left tlio ship ono of the sail
ors. in his eagerness, lost an oar. This!
impeded our headway, and wo saw)
the other boats pass out of the circle
of light into the darkness, and to-! ,9lo lf 8 M1""1 u "ut
wards a lighthouse that was twinkling; woukm' down an throwin hor funcr
far to the left. Soon the wind shifted? , ll expenses an' the time I'd a lost in
and the sailors did not attempt to row, 1 :ourtl an, lu7f ,l""Vn 1
but merely to keep the boato.it of the! JiP X?,-01'' 1 to11 i'0UB4!U' tnue3
, 1. rVi. .o ..o n, 1 . ..i. 1 un't liko thoy was when I fust como
jilquoly to tho si,oroJ
wind and tide wo could1
each the lighthoiiso. so we,
carry us oiniquoiy
Against both
not hope to reach the lightli
druted.
Tho flames had now spread to every
portion of tho ship behind us, and tho!
lightning was swooping oft" to the hori-J
zou in groat bands of purple light.'
Within an hour wo could hear the surf!
breaking on land, and soon wo could
seo the foam flashing along the shore'
liko streaks of white light. In one
place the breakers seomod to rido in
unbroken, and this point wo approach
ed cautiously. It was, as the captain!
surmised, a cove, and soon we woro
borno into a littlo bay whoso waters
woro comparatively calm. Onco in,)
II 1 .".....1.1.. 1 ....1- I
Tlio covo was circular in shape, and1!
the rocks wero high and steop. Tliero
was nothing to do but to wait for day-1
light, which was fas! approaching.
All this tinio tho young American
had lain in tlio boat apparently lifeless.
Ono tender-hearted sailor drew oil his
own pea-jacket and throw it ovor his
shoulders, saying, as if to himsolf: "I
wish wo coulu 'a saved her. The tide
will bring her in, though, and tho most
wo can do is to got hor body."
At those words, the young follow
opened his eyes and shivered sliglitl y.
Half an hour later tliero was light
enough to lind an opening from tiio
covo, and soon wo woro all on tlio
beach with our hearts full of thanks
all oxcept tho j'oung American, who,
without a word, started lowaids tho
sea. Tlio captain tapped his forehead
slgnilicantly, as I mado a movement
to follow lifm, and said: "Ho needs a
friend to watch him. Tho lighthoiiso
isn't far away. We'll cotuo back for
you."
Tho gray lights of morning woro
just stealing upon tlio ocean, whicli
was hissing and throbbing liko some
great monster in an agony of pain.
The sands grew whiter and whiter in
tho morning twilight, aud on ho went,
ahead of 1110, so swiftly that I could
scarcely kcop from falling far in tlio
roar. How 1 pitied him, witli his palo,
haggard faco, his staring oes, and his
hair living in tlio wind. Occasionally
a sob would burst from his lips, and
ho would turn liko a madman and
shako his clinched list at the sea, which
curled 'mockingly at his feet. Sudden
ly lfo darted forward and rau liko a
deer. Ahead of him I could seo somo
whito object lying on tlio sand then
I saw him stoop, as if throwing some
thing aside, and when I reached tho
spot hn was on his knees in tiio sand,
kissing tho beautiful hair and tho
sweet faco whicli somo cruel spar had
battored beyond recognition, and tho
Blonder white hand, v.th tho ring ana
its curious stono tlio samoring which
ho had given hor but a few hours bo
foro. When ho saw that, ho throw
himself faco downwards in tho sand.
Whilo ho lay thoro 1 took away the
seaweed which had caught in her hail
and Bjiread tho torn drapery about the
poor brulaod limbs. Thon I sat down,
and hn lav tliero quite still, with till
wholo frame occasionally ehaklua
I know it was usoloss tc
trv to comfort him, so I waited.
It all seemed like a cruel dream.
Only a fow heurs before all was beau
ty, brightness and love for them. Now
o'no lay dead in tho 'sand, and t ho
other seemed near death's door. And
the treacherous sea, winch sniiied so
kindlly on their bethrotal-hour. now
seemed gloating ovor its crtiol work,
Within an hour tho coastnien camo
and tenderly boro her away. Htm I
led along liko a child. He said noth-
iug at all, and just as wo reached the
lighthouse ho dropped senseless to tho
earth.
All day and all night lie was lost in
unconsciousness. Tlio next ovoning,
at tho close of tho day, ho camo to
himself. Tho sea lay very calm under
tho red sun-rays, ami upon it his open
ing eyes first fell. He turned with a
shudder. This tlino they fell upon a
3weet faco whicli was bending tender
ly over him tho same sweat faco
which had glowed with lovo in tlio
moonlight on that dreadful night of
the storm.
Ho started nervously, liko ono wak
.ng from a dream; the blood surged to
his face, and ho stared at her lixodly.
"Who aro you?" ho broke out, wild
ly. "Aro you an angel?"
"Don't you know 1110?" sho asked
gently.
Ho clasped his hands on his fore
head, as if trying to recollect.
"Hut tho ring tlio ring you
wero drowned?"
She hold tho ring near his oyos, and,
bonding her head low, sho said, soft
ly: "It was poor Mario."
Thon sho whisporod that sho had
taken tho ring oil in her cabin that
aight, and that tho poor maid must
havo picked it up, in a moment of idle
curiosity.
A smile broko ovor his faco, and ho
' olaced both arms around her tender
ly.
Sho laid hor faco close bosido his,
md together thoy watched tho quiet
lea mirror tlio changing tints of tho
uiusot. Frank Leslie's Weekly.
Hound to Celebrate.
"I'vo got that mor'gago ofT'n my
.'arm at last, Bill," said ono farmor to
mother, as thoy mot in the road.
"Well, I'm downright glad to near
t, Sam. You'vo had som'at of n hard
;imo a doin' it. An' so you'yo wiped
t out, havo you?"
"Yes; 1 paid tho last noto this morn
ji', an' now I'm gom' homo to havo a
jonit-iiro; but you're right, Bill, I,
diivo had a tnriial hard tussol of it.
L'cu know as well as anybody what
xmgh seratclim' i'vo had" tc git that
"arm paid for."
"Yes, you havo had a hard time,
5am. I know that."
"Woll, I should say so. Why, dura
it all, Bill, I'vo woro out two wivos
ts good workers, too, as you could
3nd anywhere to say nothin' of
lavin right smart o sickness mysoit,
wiig.it on by hard work 111 tho hold
,n . f,,im.,1MfoIfIIIl m Ul lhofl0'b,t;
'wn' l? thilt last woman o' ui.no bom
mto this country; for, to git a widder
30W; a 'ot 81,"'ht ' h;m
work loft m llor 5' yoM vo got to fool
iwav moro or less money on now
3lothos an' do right smart o' tafl'yin'
to git hor. But, as 1 was a sayin,'
I'oggy stuck in her corks an' kep' a
oin' with her ond of tho double-tree
till I got to tho top o' tho hill with the
load, an' now, that I'm thar at last,
with signs of an easy grado ahead, I
tell you what I'm a goin' to do, Bill."
"What's that, Sam?"
"I'm a goin' to havo a time of it, an'
Icill a suckin' pig."
1.W.I! ,l..'f uni-'jK
XUll UUII U Ol.J -
ICS, 1 do. I'm goin' to liaVO a
jolobnition an' a regular rip-snortiu'
'nu"; ,
"Hurra for you.
That's what I'm coin' to do, Hill,
with sobs
ain't been on a spreo for thirty year,Btriking the hard rond-bed, queer
b
ut I'm goin' to cut looso to-night,
1 nnvo to cnaw uogwoou uarK 1110 rusipenetrating notso, like tlio tailing ot
3f my days, an' I want you to conicmillions of hailstones on dry loaves,
ovor air noip
mo make tho
howl this ov
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lilkin' done
"All right I'm ngreeablo
What',
tho programmo?"
beat tin
) spring;
"We'll git on n high, an
bass drum till midnight, it it spring
the raftors.,BiU
I'vo got six bottle"
0' pon tin' t(vo cigars in tho wngo
here, an' tnat'll bo a wholo bo
tlo apieco for us all around, 111
countin' your wife for I don't s'po
sho'd caro to drink nothin' now, soci
as sho's got t young 'tin at the brea
an' we'll go tho wholo dose, if
makes us desperato. This hero
is sometliin' they've got up sonco
boon strangiin" witli mat inor ga
an' I've beon famishin' for twouty-l
years, Bill, every time I'vo seen it )
an' sizzle in a tumbler at a picnic,)
know what it tastes like, an' lm agi'
to know this very night. Como cr
middlm' airly, Bill, an' you iy
lot every last ono of them ccs
looso, an' we'll make tho Scrdi
Gravol peoplo b'liovo tliar'a a or
looso along tho Wabash." ChifC
Ledger.
Wanted 11 Tout.
A poorly-dressed, hungry-locig
woman callca at tho City Ilalha
other day to maku somo Inqies
about tho funeral trimmings My
taken down aud voted to tho pool
'Did j'ou want somo of it?" ied
tho oflicial addressed.
Well, 1 might. Is it much fac?"
"Somo of it is."
"And full of holes?"
"No, not many."
"Is that somo of the stuff dhe
desk?"
"Yes'ra."
Sho picked it up and gavo it aiti
cal examination, ami finally said
"I don't think it will do.1'
"Can't you cut It up for twill
dren, ma'am P"
"Cut it up? Why, I wanted tis
it for a tent for them in tho baekrd
My chlldrou haven't como doj t
wearing bJudk shirts yotl" foi
Fice l'rd.
vuiiiii miur you gu juui0l iron-shod Horses, but a sliuilling,
. What d'yo say?" BOft, although distinctly marked
urn on the iuxcii.
ricturcsquo Doscrlptlon or How tlio row
Jtoyn DrUo tlio Cuttle.
A picturesque, lmrtly lot of fellows,
these '-cow-boys," ns they sit on the
ground, by the fire, each man with his
can of coffee, his fragrant slico of fried
bncon on tho point of his knife-blade,
or sandwiched in between two great
hunks of bread, rapidly disappearing
before tho onslaughts of appetites
made keen by tlio pure, invigorating
brep.es of theso high plains. Seo that
brawny fellow, with tho crisp, tight
curling yellow hair growing low down
on the nape of his massive neck rising
straight ami supnio from the low col
lnr of lis loose Annuel shirt, his sun-
browned faco with the piercing gray
eyes looking out from tinder the
broad Jtitn of his hat, his lower limbs
clad in the heavy "chaps" or leather
ovcinls stained a deep reddish
brown by long use nnd exposure
to wild and weather, his revolver in
its hoster swinging from the cat ridge-
filled lelt, and his great spurs tinkling
nt evejy stride, as. having drained tlio
last irop of coffee, he puts down the
can, ii(id turns from the lire toward tlio
horse, picking up ns lie goes the huge
hcavjj leather saddle, with its high
nonim'l an".5treaining thongs of raw
hide, flint has served him ns a pillow
durhg thonight. Quickly his "cayuso"
is saldled, the great broad hair-rope
girtu tightly "studied, the Huge bit
slipjfd into the unwilling mouth, aud
with a bound the active fellow is in
the saddle. Paw, pony, paw; turn
you eyes till tlio whites show; lay
you pointed ears back; squeal nnd
kicl- to your heart's content. Oh,
bur; away; you have found your mas
ter; for the struggle does not last long.
Thqirncticed hand, the heavy spurs,
thetinging whip soon repent the nl
mot daily lesson, and with one last
wilted shako ofthehcadthewiry "cay
use breaks into his easy lope, and
nw.y go horse and rider to their ap
posed station on tlio Hank of tho
grot drove.
lie others soon follow, enmp is bro
ke, t he wagon securely packed ready
foithe road, and the work of tho day
eminences. The cattle seem to know
wht is coining. On tho odges of their
Fettered masses the steers lift their
beds nnd gaze half stupidly, half
frilit fully at the living horsemen; as
thtW. are turned they begin clo.v
iuin toward ono another, moving up
in I' tie pnnpn to a common center.
Kw a.-.it thet a steer or somo young
hi) iift-a hond-rong or moro terrified
tint l.fi comrades, breaks away nnd
cniw ofl clumsily over tho prairie.
It a moment ho is pursued, headed
ol ti-rnod. id driven in toward tho
hfd again. Kji they "cioso in masa"
o uo an aot military phrase
"Minded up" on all aides by tho
Bift-r'ding cowboys, thoy aro gently
tijed onward by tho drivers in tho
nr, until th wholo herd is slowly
ravine forward, 'ceding a3 thoy go, in
iit-M wido column, hoadinc toward
if t-rcalrin M10 mountains that indi-
ttv tho month of tho canon Uuough
nWi it is to puis.
flradtt-illy the pralr'o is crossed;
d'et'y and antly ho nervous brutes
;o crowded niro Aiosoly together; two
f IIkcc of the men gallop on ahead to
it opening of tlio pas, guarded by
vt c no-slmped nioundslikc redoubts
lrown out to protect tho entrance to
10 fastnesses of the mountains, in or-
er to head off stracslers nnd to turn
ao leaders of tho herd into tho nnrrow
rail that runs in between the high,
ffio-covcrcd, rocky walls of tho can
on. So!so-o ol gently calling, quietly
,nd patiently urging, the drivers bunch
10 horned lnultitudo togother into
no almost compact- mass, co-o-oi
ol gently! gently! push, boys, push in
rom both sides, curb your norscs,
rpon r.rinm miipr,. Sn! Rnl drivn wlowlv
',.m.i ihn ronr. ui-prs nn nlnwlv. vet
firlnVt util tho head of tho herd on-
tors tho pass.
Pattorl patter! patter! tho rushing,
confused roar of hundreds of hoofs
ifRonnd. fillina r he ah- with a low. vet
tho falling of
WoodSnofc tlm heavv and ahum rinirinc? trnmn
7. : . . r """o r, , ", . a
mufllcd rolling, something liko that
produced by tlio distant passago of a
heavily laden freight train. Slowly,
irresistibly onward throuah the wild
canon tho frowning walls of sand-
Btone and gigantic pines towering on
0110 side, 011
side, on tlio oilier and below,
rushing and foaming over its rough
bed, tho river pushing liko a stream
of liquid lava from somo vomitingcra
ter, long drawn out in a crowded,
denso column, on the narrow, winding
trail, moves the mighty herd. A thick,
snioko-liko cloud of yellow dust
through which the sunlight breaking
lightB up tho tangle of horns, swaying
and tossing in tlio distnnco like foam
cresting tho angry billows of somo
dark, storm-lashed torrent hovers
above; a heavy, sweetish odor fills tho
air; and mingling with tho pattering
rush of tho hoofs nnd tlio roar of tho
stream comes tho occasional booming
bellow of somo frightened steer.
Very slowly and cautiously the
herd moves forward; sometimes there
is a halt in front; those in tho rear
crowd up moro closely; very gently,
and witli soothing cries, tho experi
enced cow-boys urgo them on again.
It ia ticklish work, for a momentary
panic may drivo scoros of them down
thoprecipitous sides of tho mountain.
Already this morning an tinfortunato
steer, pushed in a sudden, panicky
rush of liin.companions over tno edge
of tlio trail, has fallon down into tlio
foaming torrent, and been dashed to
death on tho jagged rocks a hundred
feot below. Hiding slowly in tho rear,
look along tho trail and over tho backs
of tho advancing cattle up tho canon
ahead Sometimes tho road descends
until tho stream licks tho earth at its
sido, spreading in littlo shallow pools
ncross it, sometimes cutting through
it, na it curves abruptly around somo
point of rocks, only to recrosa it again
further on.
And now tho canon widens, and,
uiccccdintr the hich rock walls and
great trees, Us sides gradually merge
into gently rising, grass-covered slopes,
tho river too is broader, its sunaco
shining like polished silver, nnd be
traying its onward movement only by
an occasional soft ripplo and low lap
lap of the water against its overhang
ing banks, from whicli breathing out
the sweet fragrance of thousands of
newly opened buds, the wild rose bush
es hang down their slender branches.
Away up tho slopes, dnncing nnd nod
ding their pretty lieads in tlio soft
breeze, the gayly colored wild flowers
yellow sunflowers, daisies, blue
harebells mingle their bright hues,
inciting into one another on the dis
tant round hill-tops, covering themaa
with a carpet of the softest velvet.
Let tlio herd move more easily now,
drifting slowly along, nnd opening its
ranks a littlo, so as to enablo the hun
gry brutes to crop nt tho fresh juicy
grass as they go; vou havo leisure to
open your HnddleAings nnd take a lit
tle lunch, stir le police, and a "swig"
of wliiskey and water, if you have any.
Or you can light your pipe as you let
your bridlo fall 011 your cayuse's neck,
and loungo inyoursaddle, foldingyour
arms and resting your elbows on tho
lint, round top of the high pommel,
keeping, however, a watchful eyo on
your charges lest somo ndventurous
two-year-old wander away from tho
drovo and lose himsolf in tiie deep cou
lees or ravines that, cutting through
the rounded spurs of the hills, run
down to tho edge of the trail. Al
though the sun is now high in tlio
heavens, ami pottrsdown the full pow
er of his rays, tho breeze tempers tho
heat, and thero rises no blinding,
chokine, dust from tlio soft grass, ex
cept a littlo cloud now and then where
t.omo tyrannic bull or surly steer wid
ens the space about him by a short,
vicious chare.0 at some encroaching
comrades. The afternoon wears slow
ly away, the heid constantly advanc
ing except for a short halt now and
again at somo inviting spot, where tho
grass grows luxuriantly or tlio stream
crosses. Tlio hilts are smaller, thero
aro wide openiima between them and
soon a broad plain, rich in tlio mar
velous color of its shifting light and
shade, and covered with brown wav
ing grass and great patches of bluish
gray sage-brush, ntrelchvs to tho far
horizon, Hat nud apparently lovel ns
a billiard table, full of promise and
rest and refreshment for tho hot and
tired beasts. H. b Zogbaum, in Har
per's Magazine for July.
Tlio Poet and tho Noble.
From Stmlioa hi KiiKiln.
A young poet had written a most
scurrilous poem, in whicli he had de
scribed and libelled not only tho Em-!
press, but also all tho Grand Dukes,
nnd Duchesses. Somo one, tho censor
of the press, wont and told tho Em-'
press. "Tho man had better bo bcxU
oil toSibeiia at once," ho said; "it is'
not a case for delay." "Oh, no," said
tho Emptess; "watt a littlo, but tell
tho man I desire to pceliim at 0 o'clock
to morrow-ovening." When thopoon
man was told this, ho felt as if tho
laat hour was como, and that tho Em
peror (Aloxanderir.) must intend him-,
solf to protiouneo a sentenco of eternal,
oxilo. llo went to tho pnlace, and was
shown through all tho grand state
rooms, ono after another, without see-,
ing anyone, till at last ho arrived at a
small commonplace room nt tho end"
of them all, whoro thero was a single'
table with a lamp upon it, and horo
he saw tlio Empress, tlio Emperor, and
all tho Grand Dukes and Duchesses
whom ho had mentioned in his poem..
"Ilow do you do. sir?" said tho Emper
or. "I hear you havo written a most
beautiful poem, and I havo sent for
you that you may read it aloud to us'
yourself, and I havo invited all tho
Grand Dukes and Duchesses to como
that they may havo tho pleasure of
hearing you." Then tho poor man
prostrated himself at tho Emporor's
foot. "Send 1110 to Siberia, sho.'Mio
said, "forco mo to becopio a soldier;
only do not compel mo to read that
poem." "Oh, sir, you aro cruel to r
tuso mo tho plcasuro, but you will not
bo so ungallant as to refuso tho Em
press tho plensuro of hearing your
verses, and sho will ask you herself."
And tho Empress asked him. When
ho had finished sho said: "I do not
think he will write any more verses
about us again, llo need uoc go to
Siberia just yet."
A nobleman had ontored into a con
spiracy against tho Emperor, and was
sentenced to Siboria. His eyes wero
bandaged, and ho was put into a dark
carriage, and for soven days and
nights t hoy travelled on nnd on, only
stoppm"! to tako food. At last ho felt
they must havo reached Siboria, and,
in tlio utmost anguish, ho porcoid
that tlio carringo stopped, and tho
bandago was taken oil Ins eyes, and
lie was in his own homo! Ho had been
driven round and round St. Peters
burg tho whole timo; but tho fright
quite cured him.
TlioNail of the Future.
American Mnchhilut.
Iron cut nails aro fast going out of
fashion. Steel cut nails aro driving
them out. Wiro nails aro coming into
uso -rlth great rapidity, and tho de
signing of machinery for making them
is taxing tho inventive ability of mcay
good mechanics. It is tlio opinion of
some wlio liavo careiimy studied tno
mechanical and metallurgicM pro
gress that steel-wiro nails uro destined
to como into common uso in the near
future. Old Bessemer rails will como
upon tho market in largo quantities
boforo many months havo passed, be
cause fchcy aro wearing out faster than
was thought possible in tho oarlior
davs of steel tracks. Mr. Mastora has
shown that they can bo melted in an
ordinary cunalo and molded intogood
castings, but it is belioved that thoy
can be utilized with moro profit by
drawing them into wiro. Old steel
rails can bo readily worked into wiro
of good quality suitable for nails. A
mill has been erected 111 Syracuse for
making wiro from old railu, but it has
not gone into operation. How fast
steel-wire nails w ill como iuto uso de
pends largely upon how fast old steel
raila are thrown upon the market.
A. "first Glhupso of Freedom.
"It was somo timo in tho summer of
1801," says Joseph R. Perry of In
dianapolis, "that the twenty-first Ohio
regiment was down in .West Virginia,
in tho Kanawha river region. The regi
ment was composed of men gathered"
up promiscuously in tho Black Swamp
region of Ohio. Tliero wero one or two
companfas of gray-haired men, too
old to bear arms, who had gono into
tho service to fight for principle not
merely to put down the rebellion, but
to emancipate the slaves. They were
very religious, nnd they would hold
prayer meetings at night.' They would
pray for the freedom of the slaves,
nnd that tho negroes might have equal
rights with tho whito people. Their
prayers were very interesting to its
voting fellows, who'd go thereabout to
listen to them, becauso they wcreasking
for something more than the issue of the
war promised at that time; but every
thing that those old fellows asked camo
about afterward, and it is out of those
results that this incident that I'm tell
ing you about came to a conclusion.
Wo camped ono day near a littlo town
called Red Bank,on the Kanawha, and
after our coffee hnd been prepared wo
found that wo hadn't a spoonful of
sugar in camp. Tliero were a lot of
negro cabins ovor on a hillsido op
posite our camp, and T agreed to go
over and try to jwt some sugar from
tho negroes. Thitro was but thirteen
cents in money in tho whole camp, but
I took that and started over with a
tin can to get the sugar. I entered
ono of the cabins and found a buxom
negro woman, with two littlo pick
aninnies hanging to her linsey dress.
They drew oif hit 0 a corner of thocab
in, half frightened, when I went in, but
I told them that t hey needn't be afraid,
that I only wanted to get some sugar,
and that I had tho money to pay for
it.
"'I'so kindy feared 'o yon 'uns.'said
tho negro woman; 'mastnh told me
not to havo anything to do with you
Yankees, 'cause you'se gwine to take
us oil to Cuby anil sell ua togot money
to carry on t ho wnh.'
" 'My good woman, I said to her,
giving'hor a littlo blarney, because I
wanted tho sugar, 'you don't under
stand what this war is about. We,
Yankees aro lighting for you, and if
this war comes out tlio way wo want
it to, you will bo tree, and you won't
havo any master, and will have all the
rights tlio white peoplo have. Your
littlo boy will bo sent to school, and
ho will havo just as good a chance to
becomo governor of Virginia as any
white boy.
" 'li'rt' tn r.nKl trnn flnn'r. snv an '
sho exclaimed.
"I went on to tell her tnon about how
the black peoplo were just as good as
tho white, and now they would bo ben
efit ted if wo wero victorious. Before I
quit talking sho brought out an old
can and gavo mo what sugar I wanted.
She didn't want to tako tho money,
but I told hor sho's better, and sho ac
cepted it. It was only an incident of
the day, and after I had told the boys
in camp how I had 'got tho sugar, I
thcuglit no moro about tho matter.
I had forgotten it entirely until about
t hreo years ago, when I was returning
from tlio city hospital one night, when
the car stopped for an old negro woman
with a basket of clothes. I was sitting
near tho door and helped to lift the
baskot into tho car. She sat down bo
sido 1110 and remarked: 'Mighty cold
to-night. Don't havo any such cold
weather down whar my olo home is.'
" 'Whoro was your old homo?' I in
quired. " 'At tho littlo town of Red Bank,
down on tlio Kanawha rivor, in Wes'
Virginyah.'
" 'Did you live in a littlocabin, with
a well bosido it, and opposite a big
whito houso?' I asked her.
" 'And do you remember when
Yankno (.oldiers camped ovor in
tho
the
meadow near your cabin?'
" 'Deed I do sir. I remember that
mighty woll.'
" 'Do you remembor a youngsoldier
with n brass horn strapped to his
shoulder and a smallsword at his side,
coming over to buy somo sugar?'
" 'Ishouldsayldo. I remembers dat
young man mighty woll. Ho spoko the
lirst good words lover heard about tho
colored people. Hotoldmo that I was
tobofren.and my littlo boy might bo
president somo day. Why, ho gavo mo
thirteen cents. 1 kept that money
over since for luck, and I'vo got it
right hero!' and tho old woman drow
from lior bosom a small, dirty purso,
from which sho took tho coins that I
had given her for tho sugar twenty
years before.
"Do you think you would know
that young fellow if you should over
seo him again?'
'"Deed I would. I'd know that
young man tho minuto I sot eyes on
linn.'
"'Well, Auntie, I'm that young man.'
" 'For tho Lord's sake, lionoyl' she
exclaimed, and threw her arms about
me. It was doubtless a funny scono
to tho passengers in tho( car, but her
demonstrations mado it a littlo em
barrassing nnd not a trillo unpleasant
for mo. I learned afterward that tho
woman's husband was a carpenter
in tlio city, nnd they wero moderate
ly prosperous."
Defaulting Teller Dorran'co of Prov
idenco has contrived tb spend about
$5,000 a year for twelve years out ol
a$2,'100 salary. Tho fiscal paradox ia
intelligible to tho hank directors altera
careful count of their assets,
Mmo. Modjoska has created consid
erable sensation on tho other sidobya
speech delivered before the curtain in
Dublin in which sho described, Poland
na being akin to Ireland "in her mis
fortunas, hor oppressions, and hr un
tlyinj,' prayers for liberty." Th Stand'
nrd add' other journals imtn to for
got.thoTiftotresawnnd actors fimwftlly
simuhiio tho sentiments mot liktdy to
draw. BoiicicKiilt ones hung out 11m
confederuU flat! lu London.