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IAIY AXD I.
Onr Daisy lay down
In her little nightgown.
And kissed me again and again.
On her forehead and cheek,
On lipn that would speak.
But found themselves shut to their gain.
Then foolish, absurd.
To utter word, -I
ask her the qusestion so old,
That wife and that lover
Ask over and over.
As if they were surer when toiJ.
Then close at her side,
" Do you love me?" I crisd;
She lifted her her colden crown head ;
A puzzled surprise
Shone in her gray eyes
" Vhy, that's why I kissed yoo," she said.
HARVEST YERKi:.
From the broad fields their golden harvest shorn,
Aud sunny uplands of their beauty reft;
Through the still sunlight of the antumn morn.
And hedgerows with their glittering jewels left.
By the brown river, through the leafy lanes.
On to the farmsteads move the loaded wains.
The stalwart reaper bears his brightened scythe.
Or tracks the course the great machine hasmade.
And bonnie Isks and lad, sunbrown and lithe.
Round whoso straw hats woodbine and poppies
fade.
Wake all the meadow land with harvest strains,
Clustering and laughing round the loaded wains.
Tls soft September nature's harvest yields.
But all through life our ripening fruit we reap.
Now storing violets from sweet April fields,
Now roses that bright July sunshine steep,
Now garnering gray October's sober gains.
Now Christmas hollies pile our loaded wains.
Ah me I how fast the fair spring flowers die.
How summer blossoms perish at the touch ;
And Hope and Love, in useless sympathy.
Weep for the faith that gave and lost so mu.-h 1
From half our sheaves drop out the golden graius
Small is our portion in the loaded wains.
Yet ere the mighty reaper takes it all.
Fling out the seed and tend it rood bv rood
One ear is full, though hundreds round it fall;
One acre 'mid a mildewed upland good ;
Eternity will rear on heavenly plains
The smallest treasures won from loaded wains.
TAKING IT COOLLY.
Scni3 of many instances of extraordi
nary coolness in the midst of danger and
otherwise that have been recorded are
here offered to our readers, together
with some amusing sayings and doings.
When gallant Ponsonhy lay grievously
wounded on the field of Waterloo he
forgot his own desperate plight while
watching an encounter between a couple
of French lancers and one of his own
men, cut off from his troops. As the
Frenchmen came down on Murphy, he,
usinj his sword as if it were a shille
lagh, knocked their lances alternately
again and again. Then suddenly set
ting spurs to his horse, he galloped off
at full speed, his eager foes following
in hot pursnit, but not quite neck and
neck. Wheeling round at exactly the
right moment the Irishman, rushing at
the foremost fellow, parried his lance
ana struclt nim down. The second,
passing on to avenge his comrade, was
cut through diagonally by Murphy's
sword, falling to the earth without a
cry or groan, while the victor, scarcely
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luuciug ix l ma uauuiworK, irottea Oil
whistling "The Grinder."
Ponsonby's brave cavalry-man knew
how to take things coolly, which, ac
cording to Col. It. P. Anderson, is the
special virtue of the British man-of-war,
who having the utmost reliance in
himself and hiscommanders, is neither
readily excited or readily alarmed. In
support of his assertion the colonel re-,
lates how two tars, strolling up from
the Dil Kusha Park, where Lord
Clyde's army was stationed, toward the
residency at Lucknow, directed their
steps by the picket of horse and foot.
Suddenly a twenty-four pound shot
struck the road just in front of them.
"I'm blessed, Bill," said one of the
tars, "if this here channel is properly
bouyed!" and on the happy-go-lucky
pair went toward the residency, as calm
ly as if they had been on Portsmouth
Head. During the same siege a very
young private of the old One Hundred
and Second was on' fontry, when an
eight-inch shell, fired from a gun a
hundred yards off, burst close to him,
mading a deal of noise and throwing up
an immense quantity of earth. Colonel
Anderson rushed to the spot. The
youthful soldier was standing quietly at
his post close to whera the shell had
jast exploded. Being asked what had
happened, he replied, unconcernedly,
"I think a shell has bursted, sir."
Towards the close of the fight at In
kermann, Lord Raglan, returning from
taking leave of General Strangways,
met a sergeant carrying water for the
wounded. The sergeant drew himself
up to saluie, when a round shot came
boundine over the hill, and knocks!
his forage cap out of his hand. The
man picxeti it up, uustea it, placed it
carefullv on his head and made the s.i-
lute, not a muscle of his countenance
moving tno wnue. A neat thing, that,
mv man!" said Lord Iliclftn. "Y
my lord," returned the sergeant with
another salute, but a miss is as good as
a mile i x ne commander was probably
not surprised by such an exhibition of
sangfroid, being himself good4that way.
He was badly hurt at Waterloo, and
says the Prince oi Orange, who was
in the hospital, "I -was not conscious of
the presence of Lord Fitzroy Somerset
until I heard him call out in his ordi
nary tone, 'Hallo! Don't carry that arm
away until I have removed my ringl'
Neither wound nor operation had ex
torted a groan from his lips."
The Indian prides himself upon tak
ing good or ill in the quietest of wavs,
and from a tale told in Mr. Marshall's
"Canadian Dominion," his" civilized
half-brother would seem to be equally
unemotional. Thanks mainly to a cer
tain Metis or half-breed in the service of
the Hudson Bay Company, a Sioux
warrior was found guilty of stealing a
horse, and condemned to pay the ani
mal's value by installments at one of the
company's forts. On paying the last
installment he received his quittanco
from the man who brought him to jus
tice, and left the office. A few mo
ments later the Sioux returned, advanc
ed on his noiseless moccasins within a
pace of the writing table, and leveled
the musket full at the half-breed's head.
Just as the trigger Was pulled the Me
tis raised the hand with which he was
writing, and lightly touched the muz
zle of the gun; the shot passed over
his head, but his hair was singed rff in
a broad mass. The smoke clearing
away, the Indian was amazed to see that
his enemy still lived. The other
looked him full in the eyes for an in
stant, and quietly resumed his writing.
The Indian quietly departed nnpur
sued, thoso w ho would have given chase
being stopped by the half-breed, with,
"Go back to your dinner and leave the
affair to me."
When evening came, a few whites,
curious to see how the matter would
end," accompanied the Metis to the
Sioux encampment. At a certain dis
tance he bade them wait, and advanced
alone to the Indian tents. Before one
of these sat crouched the baffled savage,
singing his own death hymn to the torn
torn. He complained that he must now
say good-bye to wife and child, to the
sunlight, to his gun and the chase. He
told his friends in the spirit-land to ex
pect him that night, when he would
bring them all tho news of his tribe.
He swung his body backward and for
ward as he sung his strange song, but
never once glanced up not even when
his foe spurned him with his foot. He
only sang on and awaited his fato.
Then tho half-breed bent his head and
spat down on the crouching Sioux, and
turned leisurely away a crueller re
venge than if he had shot him dead.
It is not given to every one to play
the philosopher, and accept fortune's
buffets and favors with equal placidity.
Horatios are scarce. But there are
plenty of people capable of behaving
like Spartans where the trouble does not
touch their individuality. "How can I
get out of this ?" inquired an English
man up to his armpits in a Scotch bog,
of passers-by. "I dinna think ye can
git oot of it," was the response of the
Highlander as he went on his way."
Mistress of herself was the spouse of
the old gentleman who contrived to
tumble off the ferryboat into the Mis
sissippi, and was encouraged to strug
gle for dear life by his better half
shouting: "There, Samuel, didn't I
tell you so? Now, then, work your
legs, tlap your arms, hold your breath
and repeat the Lord's Prayer, for it's
mighty onsartin, Samuel, whether you
land in Vicksburg or eternity.
There is no cooler man than your
simple fellow. While General Thomas
was inspecting the fortress at Chattano
ga, with General Garfield, they heard
some one shout: "Hello, mister! Youl
I want to speak to you!" General
Thomas turning found he was the "mis
ter" so politely hailed by an East Ten
nessee soldier.
"Well, my man," said he, "what do
you want with me ?'
"I want to get a furlough, mister,
that's -what I want," was the reply.
"Why do you want a furlough, my
man ?" inquired the general.
"Wall, I want to go homo and seo my
wife."
"How long since you saw her ?"
'Ever since I enlisted; nigh on to
three months."
"Three months!" exclaimed tho com
mander. "Why, my good fellow, I
have not seen my wife for three years!"
The Tennesseean looked.incredulous,
and drawled: "Wall, you see, mo and
my wife ain't that sort!"
The postmaster-general of the United
States once received an odd official
communication; the Iiaeboen postmast
er, new to his duties, writing to his su
perior officer: "Seeing by tho regula
tions that I am required tb send you a
letter of advice, I must plead in excuse
that I have been postmaster but a short
time; but I will say, if your office pays
no better than mine, I advise you to
give it up." To this day that postmaster-general
has not decided whether his
subordinate was an ignoramus or was
quietly poking fun at him.
Spite of the axiom about self-praise,
many are of the opinion that the world
is not apt to take a man at his own val
uation. If that be. true, there is a
church dignitary in embryo somewhere
in the young deacon, whose examining
bishop felt it requisite to send for the
clergyman recommending him for ordi
nation, in order to tell him to keep that
young man in check, adding by way of
explanation: "I had tho greatest diffi
culty, sir, to prevent him examining
me! This not to be abashed candi
date for clerical honors promises to be
as worthy of the cloth as tho American
minister who treated his congregation
to one of Mr. Beecher's sermons, not
knowing that the popular Brooklyn
preacher made one of his hearers. Ac
costing him after service, Mr. Beecher
said: "That was a fair discourse; how
long did it take yon to write it ?"
"Oh, tossed it off in one evening,"
was the reply.
"Indeed!" said Mr. Beacher. "Well,
it took mo much longer than that to
think out the framework of that ser
mon." t'Are you Henry Ward Beecher?'
asked the sermon stealer.
"I am," said that gentleman.
"Well, then," said the other, not iu
the least disconcerted, "all I have to say
is, that I ain't ashamed to preach one of
your sermons anywhere."
We do not know if Coleman invented
the phrase, "As cool as a cucumber;"
but he makes the Irishman in "The
Heir-at-Law" say: ''These two must be
a rich man that won't lend, and a bor
rower; for one is trotting about in great
distress and t'other stands as cool as a
cucumber." Of the two, the latter was
more likely to have been intending a
raid on an other man's purse, for the
men whose "very trade is borrowing"
are usually, we might say necessarily,
the coolest of the cool; like Budd Dod
ington's impecunious acquaintance,
who. rushing across Bond street, greeted
Dodington with: "I'm delighted to
see you, for I am wonderfully in want
of a guinea."
Taking out his purse, Babb showed
that it held but half a guinea.
"A thousand thanks!" cried his tor-
men tor .deftly seizing the coin; "that
will do very well for the present;" and
then changed the conversation. But as
he turned to leave, he inquired: "By-the-by,
when will yon pay me that half
guinea.""
"Pay you? What do yon mean?" ex
claimed Dodington.
"Mean? Why, I intended to borrow
a guinea of you. I have only got half;
but I'm not in hurry for t'other.
Name your own time, only pray keep
it!" saying which he disappeared round
the corner.
"John Phoenix," the American hu
morist, being one night at a theatre,
fancied he saw a friend some three seats
in front of him. Turning to his next
neighbor he said: "Would you be kind
enough to touch that gentleman with
your stick?" "Certainly," was the re
ply, and the thing was done; but when
the individual thus assaulted turned
round. Phoenix saw he was not the man
he took him for, and became at once
absorbed in the play, leaving his friend
to settle matters with the gentleman in
front, which, as he had no excuse handy,
was not doue without considerable
trouble. When the hubbub was over,
the victim said: "Didn't you tell me
to tap that man with my stick?" "Yes."
"And what did you want?" "Oh,"
said Phoenix, with imperturbable grav
ity, "I wanted to see whether you would
tap him or not!"
"Jack Holmes," a man about town,
living no one knew how, was once un
der cross-examination by a certain ser-geant-at-law,
who knew his man too
well. "Now, sir,' said the learned gen
tleman, "tell the jury how you live!"
"Well," said Holmes, "a chop or a
steak, and on Sunday perhaps a little
bit of fish ; I'm a very plain-living man."
"You know what I mean sir," thun
dered the questioner. "What do you
do for a living?"
"The same a3 you, sergeant," said
the witness, tapping his head suggest
ively, "and when that fails I do" going
through the pantomime of writing
across his hand "a little bit of stuff
the same as you again."
"My Lud, I shall not ask this obtuse
witness any more questions," said the
angry counsel.
"Brother," said Baron Martin, "I
think you had better not."
Here is a hint for our old friend the
clown in the pantomime. At the burn
ing of a provision store, the crowd
helped themselves freely. One man
grasped a huge cheese as his share of
the salvage; rising up with it he found
himself face to face with a policeman,
and with admirable presence of mind
put tho plunder into the officer's arms,
saying, "You had better take care of
that, policeman, or sonio one will be
walking off with it."
Equally ready to relinquish his loot
when there was no help for it was a
Chicago negro, caught by a poultry
fancier in the act of carrying off some
of his live stock, ard challenged with:
"What are you doing with my chick
ens?" "I wuz gwine fer ter fetch 'em
back, boss;" explained he. "Here's a
nigger i oun here what's bin disputin'
along er me 'bout dem chickens. I said
dey wuz Coachin Chyniz an' he said
dey wuz Alabarmar pullets, an' I wuz
jes takin' 'em roun' fer ter stablish my
nollidge. Dey don't lay no aigs, does
dey, boss? Ef dey does, I'm mighty
shamed of hustlin' 'em roun'. Aigs is
scace."
Impudently cool as the darkey was,
he must yield the palm for effrontry to
the Erie Railway guard whose interview
with Manager Fisk is thus related In an
American paper:
"You are a conductor ou the Erie, I
believe?"
"Yes, sir."
"How long have you been on the
road?"
"Fifteen years."
"Worth some property, I learn?"
"Some."
"Have a very fine house in Ojwego?
Cost you some thirty, forty, or fifty
thousand dollars?"
"Yes, sir."
'Some little money invested in bonds ,
I am told?"
"Yes sir."
"Own a farm near whereyou reside?"
"xessir.
"Had nothing when you commenced
as conductor on our road?"
"Nothing to speak of
"Made the property since?"
"Yes, sir."
"Been at work for no other parties?"
"No; but I have been saving money,
and invested it from time to time to
good advantage."
"Well, sir, what will you give to set
tle? Of course you cannot pretend to
say you have acquired this property
from what you have saved from your
salary? -You will not deny that you
have pocketed a great deal of money be
longing to the railway at least fifty or
sixty thousand dollars? Now, sir, what
will you give to settle, and not be dis
graced, as you certainly will be if a trial
is brought, and you are compelled to
give up the property you profess to
own, but which in reality belongs to
the company ?"
" Well, Mr. Manager, I had not
thought of the matter. For several
years I have been running my train to
the best of my ability. Never viewed
the matter in this light before. Never
thought I was doing anything wrong.
I have done nothing more than other
conductors; tried to earn my salary and
get it, and believe I've succeeded. I
don't know that I owe the company
anything. If you think I do, why.
there's a little difference of opinion, and
I don't want any trouble over it. I have
a nice family, nice father and mother,
relatives all of good standing; they
would feel bad to have me arrested and
charged with dishonesty. It would
kill my wife. She has every confidence
in me, and the idea that I would take
penny that did not belong to me would
break her heart. I don't care anything
for the matter myself; bnt on account
of my family and relatives, if you don't
say anything mora about it, I'll give
say a dolhtr!" Chambers Journal.
A lady correspondent asks if Cleo
lvitra'a needle wo a Id not be a crood in
strument to make a pair of pillar shams
with.
rT. Louis has a bench show.
COURTESY OF BANCROFT LIBRARY,
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Bon Holladay's Nose.
While traveling in a Washington
train recently with a number of acquaint
ances old Ben Holladay became unusu
ally communicative. He climbed the
Rocky mountains, waded through the
Great Salt Lake, jumped across the
Black canyon of the Colorado, danced
in the Death valley, cooked grizzlies in
the Yellowstone geysers, scudded down
the Shoshone falls, and told a score of
stories so thrilling that the hair of his
hearers arose in protest. One of his
yarns was both startling and amusing.
"One night," said he, "long before
the Pacific railroad was built, I was
bouncing over the plains in one of my
overland coaches. My wife .was with
me. She was sick, and lay asleep on
the bottom of the stage on a bed of buf
falo skins. The night was fearfully
dark, and a drizzling rain was falling.
Mrs. Holladay and myself were the only
passengers. Several stages had been
robbed within two months, and the
driver was ripping along as though a
gang of prairie wolves were after him.
Suddenly the horses were thrown upon
their haunches and the stage stopped.
I was heaved forward, but quickly re
covered, and found myself gazing at the
muzzle of a double-barreled shotgun.
By the dim light of the stage lamps the
barrels looked as big as nail-kegs.
Throw up your hands and don't stir,'
shouted tho owner of a gruff voice. Up
went my hands, and I began to com
mune with myself. I saw that he did
not know who I was, and I was afraid
that my sick wife might awake and call
me by name. My coat was buttoned
over my bosom, but hardly high enough
to hide a magnificent emerald that coet
me over 8,000 a few weeks before in
San Francisco. I hardly breathed
through fear that the light might strike
the stone and its sparkling brilliancy
attract the attention of the robber. I
had about $10,000 ia a money-belt close
to the skin, and several hundred dollars
in my pocket."
"Suddenly my friend shouted, 'Come,
shell out, d d quick, or I'll tend the
devil a free lunch.'
"I passed out the few hundreds looso
in my pockets, and handed him my gold
watch and chain. They were hefty. I
think the chain alone would weigh
about five pounds, at least."
f "There," said I, "there's every cent
I've got. Take it and let me go on.
My wife is very sick, and I don't know
what would happen to her if she knew
what was going on."
" 'Keep your hands up, was the re
ply, while the second robber received
the watch and money. Then a search
was made for the express company's
box, but the double-barreled shot-gun
did not move. Its muzzles were within
a foot of my nose. For my life I did
not stir. My nose began to itch. The
stiff hairs of my moustache got up, one
after the other and tickled it until the
sensation was intolerable. I could
stard it no longer."
"Stranger," I cried, 'I must scratch
my nose. It itches so that I am almost
crazy.
"Move your hands, he shouted, 'and
I'll blow a hole through your head big
enough for a jack-rabbit to jump
through. I appealed once more. 'Well',
he answered, 'keep your hands still,
and I'll scratch it for you. I hate to
see a partner suffer.
"Did he scratch it?" asked one of
Ben's interested listeners.
"Sure," said Mr. Holladay.
"How?" asked the breathless listener.
"With the muzzle of the cocked gun,"
said the great overlander. "He rubbed
the muzzle around my moustache and
raked it over the end of my nose until I
thanked him and said that it itched no
longer."
The robbers afterward took their
leave, with many apologies, and Ben
continued his journey to the Missouri
with his big emerald and $40,000. New
York San.
The Finger Nails.
In Paris the care of fingers is a trade.
Olive Logan says that she visited a
manicure's rooms, out of curiosity, and
found them crowded with men and wo
men awaiting their turn. The dress
and bearing of all present indicated
their position, and in almost every case
it was one of social importance. After
a tedious waiting Olive's turn came,
and she seated herself by the mani
cure's little table, on which were scat
ters i the tools of her trade. These
were scissors, and knives of a shape
specially devised for the trimming of
the nails, files, nail cleaners, a small ba
sin of rose water with a bit of soap near
it, a tiny towel of linen cambric, a bit of
lemon, and various polishing powders
and sweet-smelling unguents in the
form of ruby-colored pomades. The
first step in her procedings was to wash
the finger tips carefully, then to dry
them, after assuring herself that there
were no ink spots or other stains upon
them. Then she clipped and trimmed
the nails into the approved filbert shape
neither too short nor too long, nor too
pointed, nor too broad ; the 'half moons'
at the base of the nails were gently
brought into clear light; all 'hang nails'
were amputated, and after this she rub
bed a coral-colored pomade of a deli
cious odor on the nails and the upper
part of all the fingers. After allowing
this to remain awhile she wiped it off
again, and scattered upon the nails a
golden brownish powder, which she
vigorously rubbed with the whole length
of her powerful forefinger, occasional
ly aided by tho palm. More pomade,
more powder, more rubbing, and then
the nails were shown with that beauti
ful gleam upon them, that pearly pink
ness, seen in the interio- of some deli
cate sea shells. The chanre was foriv
sous.
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An indiscreet person i like an nnseal
ed letter, which every on, may read,
but which is seldom woith reading.
The deaths in New York city last
year numbered 30,194 against 29, i52 in
the previous year. The returns show
only 2o,569 births.
The London Dust-Man.
There he goes! A dusky gloom hangs
over the roofs of great London city, a
similar gloom fills my room and seems
to have touched all the furniture with
smoky age, and as I look down from the
window into the gloomy street,-1 see
him coming along slowly, and crying
in a voice like a plea for help in afflic
tion: "Dust-oh! -dust-oh! dust-ohl"
When the Loudon fog is gray we can
not see him very far off, for he, too, is
gray from head to foot with ash-dust,
and as he approaches us he comes out
of the mist like a phantom, though in
reality he is a substantial, square-built,
deep-chested fellow shod with enor
mous Buloher shoes (the soles of which
are bright with nails), and clad in a
loose blouse and trousers that are tied
up about the knees. The blonse is open
at the chest, and is lifted to the waist
by his big, brown hands, which are
tucked in his trouser pockets, and his
head is covered by the kind of hat that
sailors call a sou'wester. His only or
nament is a pair of ear-rings; and with
his head thrown back he saunters along
the street by the side of his cart, repeat
ing in measured tones iis cry, "Dust-oh-oh!
dust-oh!"
Now and then he stops at a house,
and his mate he has a mate who is as
much like him as pea is like pea de
scends into the cellar, bringing forth
ashes and refuse that have accumulated
in twenty-four hours, and when the
cart, which is a square box-like affair,
is filled he starts for horns with his
load.
What a queer homo it is! It is on
the outskirts of the city, far away from
the finer streets and buildings. A large
space of ground is as gray and dusty as
an African or western desert, and is
broken by mountains of ashes, some of
which are only a few feet high, while
others are almost as high as houses
quite as high, iu fact, as the dismal
little shanties on the edge of the reser
vation in which the dust-man and his
fellows live. Other carts and other
dust-men are constantly coming and
going, dumping one load and then re
turning to the city for another, and as
soon as the load is dumped it is attacked
by a crowd of men, women and chil
dren, who with shovels, rakes and
hooks, turns it over and over, and raise
stifling clouds of dust.
The reader may think that the collec?
tions made by the dust-man are value
less, but such is not the case.
There are more than 300,000 inhabit
ed housed in London, consuming more
than 3,5000,000 tons of coal a year, and
besides the ashes from this great quan
tity of fuel the dust-man gathers the
other refuse of the houses. He is em
ployed by a contractor, who agrees with
the corporation to remove the ashes,
etc., out of the city, and the contractor
divides every load into six parts, as fol
lows: Soil or fine dust, which is sold
to brickmakers for making bricks and
to farmers for manure; brieze, or cin
ders, sold to brickmakers for burning
bricks; rags, bones and old metals, sold
to marine store dealers; old tin and iron
vessels, sold to trunk makers for clamps;
bricks, oyster and other shells, sold for
foundation and road building; and old
boots and shoes, sold to the manufac
turers of Prussian blue.
Sometimes much more valuable things
than these are found, and the reader
may remember the romance that Charles
Dickens made out of a London dust
man "Our Mutual Friend."
It is in sif ting the different parts of a
load that the men, women and children
are employed; they are as busy as ants;
mere babies and wrinkled old dames
take a part in the labor, and all of them
are so covered with dust and ashes that
they are anything but pleasant to con
template, though,; as a rule, they are
useful, honest and industrious members
of society.
"Dustie" is what the Londoners fa
miliarly call the dust-man, and only a
few know in what ignorance and' pov
erty he lives. One would think that he
would work himself into a better occu
pation, but his family havo been- dust
men for generations, and the genera
tions after him are not likely to change.
St. Nicholas.
Tender Daughter.' A curious and
touching story is told of a brave, high
spirited girl, daughter of one of the
most distuinguished of Saigo's generals,
who was found after the last battle was
over lying dead in the meat of the
castle with the gastly head of bea father
in her right hand and in her 1 eft the dead
ly knife with which she had taken . her
own life. She was attired in garments of
the richest and most expensive quality,
and had evidently undertaken the dread
ful, last and hign est duty enioined upon
her by her hopeless parent, with the
most lofty sense of its overwhelming
importance and an unshrinking face in
its absolute necessity, if her father s
honor and name were to remain unsul
lied in the recollection of men. The
steady hand and firm purpose that sac
rificed her father fasley not when she
urove iub &nue into ner own neart or
i 1.1 i . . . .
stood up to receive its deadly thrust
from a retainer's hands. Such exhibi
tion of lofty courage, splendid spirit
of seli-sacrifica and a stern sense of
duty lights up the terrible shadows of
that fierce contest about tho monasthry
noat, with a glory which time can never
dim The unknown Japanese lady has
won a place among the real heroes of
the world. It was such stuu mat tne
leaders of the fatal insurraction waa
made It is a pity that so many gallant
and heroic men fell in sudh a hopeless
contest, for they were of the very best
blood of Japan, and struggled irom ai
tue first against disheartening odd. s
A curiosity is exhibited at a New
York cigar factory in the shape of cig
arette papers made of water-cresses.
Thev are manufactured largely ia Spain
by a gentle-men who was cured of a lung
complaint bv the use of water-cresses.
They are of a greenish color, and of a
heavy texture.
A cultivated ear An ear of corn.
The Wise Cat.
A certain cat went Out to seek his for
tune, and traveled through the whole
world. At last ho came to a country
where a cat had never been seen before.
The inhabitants were at firit frightened
by the strange monster, but, having ob
served puss killing the mice with which
the -country was overrun, they plucked
up courage, and, approaching him, re
quested that he should follow them be
fore the king. Puss complied willingly
enough, and the end of the matter was
that he was installed rat-catcher to the
king, and a large salary bestowed upon
him. The faithfulness with which puss
discharged his dutios raised him high
in the royal regard, and a circumstance
soon occurred which advanced him
still further. The king took his naps
by an open window, and had a plate of
cherries beside him that he might eat
them when he awoke. A crow from the
neighboring forest constantly stole the
fruit, nor had all the efforts of the
king's servants succeeded in destroying
the bird. Tho cat, however, concealed
himself in the window-hai.gings, and
pounced upon the unfortunate maraud
er and broke his neck. Tho king was
full of gratitude, and ordered that puss'
salary be increased. Soon tfter a bear
came and ravaged the king" llocks. His
majesty commanded puss to kill him.
" I can only do what I am able," plead
ed the cat; but the king insisted.
While puss was coming bruin attacked
the store of a swarm of bees and was
stung to death. " You have done as I
was sure you would, my dear cat," said
the kingand he would listen to no ex
planations. The cat received the orde
of the royal shoe-string.
Next an elephant came and ravaged
the srops. The king sent the cat to at
tack him. "Alas! I can only do what I
am able," again pleaded the cat, but
there was no moving the king. While
the cat was coming the elephant fell in
to a pit and was killed.
"You have done as I supposed yoa
would," said the king once more, and
the cat received the Order of the Royal
Pen-knife, and the care of the Royal
Shoe-brush.
A great many marched to subdue the
kingdom. The king gave himself no
uneasiness. " Have you not the cat
here?" he asked. "My dear go and
put these troublesome fellows to flight."
"Alas! your Majesty," said tho unfor
tunate cat, " I can but do as I am able,
and luck will turn at last; " but the king
was as stubborn as ever. And while
the cat was coming, a band of the ene
my fell upon him and destroyed him;
and they overthrew all the kingdom.
The king was taken prisoner and com
pelled to feed cats all his lifetime.
" That ungrateful cat," he continually
exclaimed. -
Ahe Usual Way.
" So you love me, do you ? " inquired
a sweet girl of the youth who had been
talking to her. "That's bad. What
have 1 done to deserve it ? Have I not
always treated you well ? " " You have,
you have, was the earnest response.
?. t. ' . , " j. i. i -v ;
AUt wny is it uau, on, priuw-ui wj
heart? " " I trust," she went on, mus
ingly, ' you must not select the usual
weapon. If I must die; I want to go off
in come unusual not in the stereo
typed, the common and vulgar way.
Oh, promise me that you will not dis
appoint me in this! It is my last request."-
Why, what do you mean ? " in
quired the youth staring at her. "I
mean that I am obliged to refuse you.
I am engaged to Mr. Smith. You will
kill . me, of course. It is right tliat
you should. It is the usual way. But
pray, pray ! do it with a dagger. Do
not use the vulgar revolver. J-ie vnere
be something nice and original in this
tragedy. As I said before it is my last
request." "It shall be as you say, he
replied in. a husky voice; and, in proof
of his honorable intentions, he fired his
revolver in the air and rushed to the
nearest hardware store. Kansas City
Times. ...
Onoe Happy, Always Happy.
Srdnev Smith once said. " Mankind
is always happier for having been hap
py; so that if you make them happy
now, you can make them happy twenty
years hence Dy tne memory oi ii. a
childhood passed with a due mixture or
rational indulgences, -under fond and
wise parents, diffuses over the whole oi
lifA a fWHnc of calm pleasure, and in
extreme old age is the very last remem-
brance which time can erase irom vu
mind of man. No enjoyment, however
inconsiderable is confined to the pre
ent moment. A man is happy for life
for once having made an agreeable tour,
or lived any length of time with pleas
ant people, or enjoyed any considerable
interval or innocent pleasure; which
contributes to render old men so inat
tentive to the scenes before them, and
carries them back to a world that is
past, and to scenes never to be renewed
again." -
We have recoived a medical almanac
for 1878. Its table of contents em
braces a wide range of topics. We no
tice a very able article on "Scald
Heads;"" and a labored paper on tape
worms, written by Anonymous, is worth
the price of the book which is given
away. This almanac says next 4th of
July will be " pleasant," schools can
commence thus early to make arrange
ments for picnics and excursions on
that day. There are some almanacs in
the market which predict rain and thun
der on the coming Fourth and they
cost as much as five cents. Get the
cheapest and best. Jforristown Herald.
" Hay ye gat airy clock to sell some
thin noice, for a present to my sisthur? "
" We have all Bortsof clocks" replied
the jeweler " twenty-four hour and
eight-day clocks, from $1,50 up to $300
in price. Here's one that will just suit
you a fine French one, worth S15."
" Devil take yer Frinch clock! Give
us wan that me sisthur can understand
when it strikes. Oil Cili Derrick.
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