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The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-06-16
A Rational Way of Spending an Even.
ing.

The Golden Aqe says: One Of the So
cial needs Of our day is rational way
Of spending an evening. OF course,
one can 60 to the theater, or to con-
cert ~ to club. Or, on the other
hand. he may stay at home, which,
generally, if he has a home, is better
than ALL But suppose he wants So
cial company-a dozen, or twenty, or
fifty friends at his parlor what shall
he do with them when he gets them
there? They usually come elegantly
dressed-the ladies in silk or satin,
with flowers in their hair and jewels at
their breasts-the gentlemen in genteel
broadcloth, white kids, and prelatical
cravats. After arriving, they receive
the hand-shalle Of the host and hostess,
pass a few observations on the existing
condition Of the external atmosphere,
glide up and down through the mid
parlor splendors, deficit occasionally
into the corners and passages, elbow
one another with graciously begged
and granted pardons, talk few min
utes to one and few minutes 70 an
other, sip glass Of lemonade, nibble at
a frosted poundcake, spill few drops
of coffee on an unrestricted skirt. waltz
a little, fan much, and at a proper late
ness of hour retire, leaving a whisper to
the effect Of having greatly enjoyed an
evening which really had nothing en-
joyable, and which on the contrary was
a superb and costly bore.
A few nights ago we were at an even
ing company whose host and hostess
changed all this. They substituted IA
tional entertainment for irrational
twaddle. Instead of decorating the
evening with garden of wallflowers,
they made the occasion spangle and
glitter with an intellectual lustre. In
stead of frivolous parliament of small
talk, the guests were made either to
say, or listen to, something worthy of
human tongues and ears, minds and
hearts. There were songs by good
singers, and recitations by goo , read
ers. Eight or nine different persons in
the company had some gem to add to
the general crown. There was no hest
tation, no backwardness, no chill. no
awful parlor-propriety. 1t was one of
the most successful of nights. And yet
it did not take anything very great to
make it so. 1t was voted by all present
to be one of the most interesting even
ings of the season, and we went awaY
from it carrying in our mind the mem
DRY of its simple plan and programme
as furnishing model for thousand
other households.
Our best society is usually dreadful
bore. 1t lacks intellect. Sensible peo-
pie get tired at an evening party sooner
than at any other kind of EMPTINESS.
Every well-regulated family ought TO be
itself Let us teach our sons and
daughters to sing. read, recite and de-
claim. After little discipline they will
make the evening the brightest part of
the day.
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-06-16
Measuring the Baby.

We measured the riotous baby
Against the cottage wall
A lily grew at the threshold.
And the boy was just rs tall
A royal tiger lily,
With spots of purple and gold.
And u heart like jeweled chalice,
The fragrant dew to hold.
Without. the bluebirds whistled
High up in the old roof trees,
And 10 and fro at the window
The red rose rocked her bees:
And the wee pink fists of the baby
Were never moment still
Snatching at shine and shadow
That danced on the lattice-sill
His eyes were wide as blue-bells-
His mouth like IA flower midtown
Two little bare feet, like funny white mice.
Peeped out from his snowy gown?
And we thought, with "A thrill of rapture,
That yet had touch of pain,
When June rolls round with her roses,
Wen measure the boy again.
All me In darkened chamber,
With the sunshine shut away.
Through tears that fell like bitter rain.
We measured the boy to-day;
And the little bare feet, that were dimpled,
And sweet rs budding rose,
Lay side by side together,
In the hush of a long repOse
Up from the dainty pillow,
White rs the risen dawn,
The fair face lay smiling,
With the light of heaven thereon
And the dear little hands, like rose-leaves
Dropped from rose lay STILL
Never to snatch ut the sunshine
That crept to the shrouded sill
We measured the sleeping baby
With ribbons as white as snow,
For the shining rosewood casket
That waited him below:
And out of the darkened chamber
We went with a childless moan
To the height of the sinless angels
Our little own had grown
Hearth and Home.
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-06-16
Breeding Horses.

The following hints are from the
Stock Journal
Nature adapts the size and capacity of
the horse to the food, climate and con-
dltion of the country where he be-
longs. Changing the size and character
of native breed is the work of genera
tons.
Sudden innovations upon established
laws are dangerous precedents. When
overgrown stations are put to small
mares, the produce will be small in the
chest, long legged, Informed animals.
To secure subsistence in good form the
breeder must have recourse TO small or
medium sized stations, not above the
height Of common mares. The COM
pact, short backed, high formed, well
bred stallion, standing upon short legs,
is seldom over ID ID hands high. This
class, stinted to large, roomy mares.
will produce in the issue large chests,
which are always developed with CORE
spending lungs. These are the symbols
of good wind and hardy constitution.
The predicate TO successful breeding
rests upon the condition of parents.
The foundation is said in the breed,
with good temper and sound constitu-
ton. The last, though not the least, is
the condition of the stallion prepared
for the stud. Ii is the active condition
of robust health existing at conception
in supreme force and effect that de-
sends to the issue agreeable to the laws
of nature.
Hereditary defects will often lie dor
mant in the stallion, but may follow
the succession to family heritage in foot
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-06-16

A crowd of men and women, most of
them with tears in their eyes, saw the
long, bright curls, all draggled and dus.
ty, two poor little slim hands, broken at
the wrist, one of them hanging quite
dead and lifeless-a heart-broken wom-
an, moaning and crying, and clasping
wildly to her breast the crushed, shape
less thing which had been golden haired
little Ben !-Clncinnah C1mmerciaL.
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-06-16

If THE CoAT FITS WEAR lT.-Robert
Collyer tells q story that, long time
ago a minister, who had two deacons in
his congregation given to sinful ways,
preached a very practical sermon, but
without thinking of them. During the
delivery of his discourse he took occa.
sion to say, Liar, stand on your feet"
and TO his astonishment one of the dea.
cons stood up and remained standing
until the exhortation was concluded.
1t so happened that the next paragraph
commenced with these words: LET
those addicted to double dealing stand
forth" The deacon who had already
arisen looked over to the other deacon,
and whispered; You had better get
up; did"
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-06-16

HYGIENIc RULES FOR STUDY. - No
study of any kind ought to be attempted
when the body is fatigued and needs
rest. A wise student will be regular in
his habits. Six hours of regular study
in the daylight will accomplish more
than ten hours of irregular study, and
will leave body and mind at the years
end in far better condition. \ third
rule of health is to vary it, to have in it
more than one kind. "One thing at q
time" as we have already said, is bet
ter; but not one thing all the time.
Have plenty of physical light in every
kind of study. Sit upright, or stand
upright, and do not study with the
head reclining, either forward or back.
ward. Do not get into mechanical
ways of study, or follow any kind of
study which is not interesting merely
as a matter of duty.-HeraH Of Heath.
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-06-16

A CORRESPONDENT OF the Vermont
Standard thus gives his experiment as to
how little land will keep COW:
''On the first of June last | COM
menced cutting clover for one COW con-
fined in a yard enclosed by high, tight
board fence. with stable attached in
which she has been fed. She had no
feed but freshly-cut clover from the first
of June to the fifteenth of October. and
all taken from one fourth Of an acre of
ground. She has averaged eighteen
quarts of strained milk per day. from
which my wife has made eight pounds
of butter per week. during the four and
a half months. She has given more
milk, more butter, and Of better
quality, than she has ever done on past
ure. On one eight of an acre | have
raised $50 bushels of sugarbeets and
carrots, which, with the two tons of hay.
will keep her handsomely the rest of
the year. The labor of cutting clover
for the cow is less than driving her
three fourths of mile to pasture be-
sides, the manure saved is quite an item.
In the dairy districts the usual esti-
mate Is four acres to the COW, on the
hay and pasture system. whereas, by
soiling and raising roots, five eighths of
an acre is found TO be sufficient. | will
state further, what | believe from near
ly thirty years experience is true, that
there is no crop so valuable for soiling
as clover, no crop so many pounds of
which, and of equal value for milk and
butter, can be produced from an acre of
ground. Sweet corn is good crop for
late feeding. where clover will not grow,
but not profitable for winter feeding"
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-06-16

A WHOLE RIvER.-The river Illinois
is one of the best streams for navica.
ton in the world. Its navigable length
is about three hundred miles. and the
whole length is in the State of Illinois.
Another hundred miles will soon be
added to its length by the construction
of the ship canal, and still the whole
four hundred miles will be within the
limits of the State. We doubt if an.
other State in the Union can truly
boast of such an exclusive control of so
long an inland navigabe stream.
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-06-16

A GAY old wdower, of Indiana, who
has passed his half.century anniversary,
went down to indianapolis on Tuesday
to pass few days with married friend.
ON the way from the depot he bemoan-
ed his lonely existence, and confiden-
TALLY informed his friend that he would
marry again if he could ild lady of
suitable years. Now, asst happened,
the friend had a lady friend, good
looking widow. who, he thought, would
please the widower. Accordingly. he
invited her to dinner that same day.
She came; the acquaintance seemed
mutually agreeable; in a remarkably
short time a charming intimacy was de
veloped; on Thursday afternoon the
couple went out riding together, and at
s o'clock in the evening they were mar
ried.
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-06-16

Two fine orchards near Marengo have
recently been destroyed 10y what is
called the measuring worm. The trees
look as if burned by fire. Other orchards
in the vicinity have also suffered severe.
ly, and it is feared that the scourge will
be wide spread.
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-06-16

MASSACHUSETTS has machines which
are said to represent the labor of a hun.
dred million of men.
The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-11-09
Alice Cary's Only Lover,

Mrs. Mary Clemmer Ames writes
to the New York Independent as
follows:
I'm the profoundest sense Alice
Cary never loved but once. The
man whom she loved is still alive;
yet gossip, with its keenest scent,
has never found or named him.
With all her fullness of affection,
hers was an eclectic and solitary
soul. He who by the very patent
Of his being was more to her than
any other mortal could be, might
pass from her life, but no other
could ever take his place. A proud
and prosperous family brought all
their pride and power to bear on
son to prevent his marrying a girl
uneducated, rustic, and poor. 81
waited for one who never came
back, she said. Yet I believed he
would come till I read in a paper
his marriage to another. Can you
think what life would be, loving
one, waiting for one who would
never Gomez
"IIe did come at last, saw him.
His wife had died. Alice was dv-
ing. The gray-haired man sat
down beside the gray-haired wo-
man. Life had dealt prosperous
Is with him, as it is won't with men.
Suffering and death had taken all
from her save the lustre of her
wondrOus eyes. From her wan and
wasted face they shone upon him
full of tenderness and youth. Thus
they met with life behind them
they who parted plighted lovers
whenlife was young. He was the
man whom she forgave for her
blighted and weary life, with a smile
of part ing as divine as ever lit the
face of woman"
The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-11-09
A RacY Sketch.

A few days since some very
rougish boys in a town not q thou
sand miles from the capital of New
Hampshire, persuaded Joseph
N, or as he was generally called
"Joe," to attend Sunday School.
Joe was an over-grown, half-wit
ted, profane lad, and the boys an
ticipated considerable fun, but the
various questions propounded to
him were so readily and correctly
answered that no one could for a
moment suppose that he was not
versed in theological lore.
Joe was duly ushered in and
placed on a settee in front of one
on which his friends were seated,
and recitation commenced.
The teacher first questioned the
class on their regular lessons, and
then turned towards Joe.
"dy friend who made the world
that we inhabitY'
"Eh?" said Jones, turning mp his
eyes like an expiring calf.
"Who made the world that we
inhabitg'
Just as he was probably about to
answer the question, one of the boys
seated behind him inserted a pin
into his (Joe's) pants about nine
inches below the ornamental but
ton Oh his coat.
God Almightyr' answered Joe,
in an elevated tone, and at the same
time rising to his feet.
"That is correct" answered the
teacher, but it is not necessary that
you should rise in answering;
sitting posture is just as well.
Joe was seated and the catechism
proceeded.
"Who died to save the world2"
The pin was again inserted.
Jesus Christi in a louder tone
than before, again rising to
his feet.
That is correct, but do not man
ifest so much feeling; do be a lit
tie more reserved in your manners"
said the teacher in an expostdla-
ting tone of voice.
After Toe had calmed down, ex-
animation went on.
What will be the final doom Of
all the wicked then-g' was the sub
ject now up for the consideration.
and as the pin was again "stuck in,
Joe thunderod out, a still higher
elevation in his body.
Hell and Damnationr
"My friend, you give the an
swers to all the questions, but
while you are here we wish you to
be more mild in your words. Do,
il you can, restrain your enthusi-
asm and give less extended scope
to your feelings"
The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-11-09
Ballads.

Who does not love a plaintive air,
a touching ballad? We thank the
noble hearts and fruitful intellects
that give US those fugitive poems
that become familiar in our mouths
as household words. In the soft
light of the failing and waning
moon, as she rises above the East
ern hills or sinks below the West,
with a bright band of starry atten-
dants, by lamplight and pine knot
fires, IN shady dell, in vast halls, in
outrageous groves; at the window
of g fair sweet heart; in gloomy
prisons; upon the tented field; by
absent swains, gazing anon at some
bright star; by husbands in quest
of fortune upon foreign shores; BY
timid maidens; by disconsolatc
mothers, pressing tender babes to
their bosoms, are these ballads
sung to beguile the tedeum of an
hour; to drown anguish; TO inspire
hope; to cheer the heart and give
the heart a hope of the "good
time coming" Ballads! are
they not heart treasures? Hear
them in the streets, and do they
not whisper pleasant things? Lis
ten to their gentle cadence as they
come to the ear, from the stage.
and do they not say to the troubled
waves of Passion, Peace be stiiI2'
We love them in the mouth Of
youth, full Of life and hope, or com
ing from the aged one, who is ripe
for the grave. They exert a mighty
moral power-rebuke Sin and hon
or Virtue. They pay a grand trib-
ute at the shrine Of Beauty. They
are dear 10 our hearts, and come to
Us in this busy work-day world as
minisfering angels. They WOO US
fr m the companionship Of gloomy
thoughts, and bid US look up to
heaven bright above rs.
The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-11-09

Suppressing the cry Of joy that
almost burst from her lips, Mrs.
Bragden folded her arms around
her darling, and clasped her to her
bosom, while the silent tears rolled
down her cneeks as she raised her
eyes in thankfulness toward heav-
en-.
In the silent hours passed by the
bedside of her suffering child, Mrs.
Bragden had learned a lesson which
she never forgot. The little mus
lin dress was laid aside unfinished,
and ifever she felt inclined to pay
more attention to the elaboration
Of her clild's clothes than to her
amusements and the qualification
of her harmless, childish wishes,
Mrs Bragden thought of the day
when it had been put away so un-
expectedly, and the lesson was the
more deeply impressed upoa her.
EDITOR CITIZEN: There is a tree
which grew in Giles County, which
is, 1 venture to say. one Of the
largest, ifnot the very largest tree
east of the Rocky Mountains. It
was cut down during the war by
Federal soldiers for honey, they
having discovered that bees had
hived in it. It now lies in all its
hugeness, rapidly going to dust
from which it sprang.
I herewith send you its dimen-
sions measured with a tape-line,
and challenge the Atlantic slope to
beat it:
Circumference five feet above the
ground, 80 feet; heighth to first
fork, 79 feet; circumference % feet
above the ground, 81 feet.
1t is of the yellow poplar spe-
cies. I have heard that there was
a very large one on Blue Greek in
this county, it would be interest
ing if you could get its dimensions
and publish it in the CITIZEN.
Giles is truly wonderful county,
let her sons and daughters rival
each other in developing her natu-
al resources. So mote it be. R.
The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-11-09
The DeadLetter.


And can it beg All, yes, Isee,
'Tis thirty years and better
Since Mary Morgan SAINT to me
This musty, mRsky letter.
a pretty hand she couldn't sPell),
As any man must vote it;
And 'twas, as remember we'll,
A petty hand that wrote i'll
Tow cslmls now view it all,
AS memory backward ~anges-
The talks, the walks, that recall,
And then-the postal ehangcsi
How well loved her I can guess
(Since cash IS Cup:ds hostage =
just one-and-sixpenes-nothing less
This letter cost in Postagel
The love that wrote at such rate.
(By Jove! it was steep onei
Five hundred notes calculate)
Was certainly a-deeP one,
And set it died of slow decline
Perhaps suspicion chilled j.;
I've quite forgotten if twas mins
Or Mary's firting killed it!
At last tho fatal message came;
my lstters-plesser retura them.
And yours-Of course you wish the same
lIsend them back or burn them"
Two pree GUS fools must allow,
Whichever was the greater;
Iwonder if I'm wiser now,
Some seven lusters laterl
And this alone remainsi All, welli
These words Of warm affection,
The faded ink, the pungsnt smell,
Are food for deep reflection.
They tell Of how the heart contrives
To change with fancy's fashion,
And how drop of musk survives
The strongest human PassionI
The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-11-09
wife. Mistress. Lady.

Who marries for love, takes a
wife; who marries for fortune, takes
a mistress; who marries for posi-
tion, takes a lady. You are loved
by your wife, regarded by your
mistress, tolerated by your lady
You have a wife for yourself, a mis-
tress for your house and friends, n
lady for the world and society,"
Your wife will agree with you, your
mistress will rule You, your lady
will manage you. Your wife will
take care of your household, your
mistress ofyour house, your lady Of
appearances. II you are sick your
wife viii nurse you, your mistress
viii call to see you, your lady will
inquire after your health. You can
take a walk with your wife, a ride
with your mistress, and 60 to a
party with your lady. Your wife
will share your grief. your mis-
tress your money, your lady
your debts. If you are dead, your
wife will weep for You, your mis-
tress will lament. and your lady
wear mourning.
The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-11-09
What Men Love.

No two men are affected in the
same way BY the same face; be-
cause it depends on themselves to
seize the full suggestiveness ofthe
face-to catch the stray lights of
festures, and construct unspeakable
sympathies out OF raw material Of
features. The man who pronoun-
ces a woman plain or beautiful ac-
eording to certain canons Of form
is either a hypocrite, a pedant, or
q donkey. A face is beautiful in
proportion as it says something To
you which you are desirous of
hearing. Different men have diff
ferent methods of hearing /;
and there are some TO whom only
the coarse message of health COR
veyed in fresh color and plump
cheeks-is ineligible. There are
others, to whom such a face is
blank and meaningless, who are
willing to give away their life to
win a smile from q certain pair Of
eyes, even though the eyes are
green. or course it is easy to see
that man with strong powers of
idealism viii construct beautiful
face out of unpromishing materials;
but this is not to the point. What
face is that which appeals to the
sense Of beauty of the majority Of
men2 Not the plump insanity of
the eOlored lithograph. Not the
buxom country lass, who has all
the beauties Of which poets sing,
but whom poets do not marry.
Not the pinky doll Of the book.
Men love long eyelashes, because
they seem to hide a secret. Men
love those eyes which are transpar-
ent and yet deep, because there lies
in them something of the unknown
and the undiscoverable; SC men
love faces that tell stories, and are
coy, confding, tantalizing, with
vague and grand emotional possi-
hilities hidden somewhere about
their expression.
We have not said a word about
the desirability of marrying a wo-
man with one of these tantalizing
faces, nor of the desirability Of mar
rying a woman with a pretty face
at all. It is almost impossible to
touch upon this branch of the SUBJ
ject without repeating the co M
monest of commonplace. This may
be said, however, plain woman
who has a cultivated brain, and
good taste, ought always to be able
to hold her ground against pretty
women. Emotional variety has so
much narrower limits than intel
lectual variety. You can run over
the gamut or q wom2n'S loves
and hates much sooner than you
can measure the circle Of a sultiva-
ted intellectual system; and, once
YOU have exhausted the entire
chords, their repetition is likely to
become a tribe wearisome. With
good taste, come the charms OF ar
tistic dress, pleasant. fresh, anus
ing conversation, and a graceful
manner, which does far more exc
cutiOn than the victim of it imag-
ines Through her intellectual sym
pathies a woman enlarges the hor-
izon of her life, borrows a new lus-
tire for her own use. and gets the
credit OF all the wit, and grace, and
which her extended vision
an, broaoo
The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-11-09

When the trade grew slack and
bills fell due, the diapers face
grew long and blue; his dreams
we're troubled during the night
with sheriTs bailifs all in sight.
At last his wife unto him said;
.sRise up at once, get ont Of bed,
and get your paper. ink and pen.
and say these words unto all men:
.sAIv goods ] wish to sell to you,
and to your wife and daughters too;
nv prices are 50 very low that ali
will buv before they CO." He dill rs
his good wife advised. and in the
paper advertised. Crowds came
and bought of all he had. his bills
were paid his dreams were glad;
and he viii tell you to this day how
we'll lid printers ink repay. He
told rs with a knowing wink, how
he was saved by printers Ink
Pilot.