The Canton mail. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 18??-1882, 1875-12-18
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YOUNG men should aim high in this
life, but not too high if they desire TO
hit anything.
A LADY friend from st. Louis writes
as follows to a friend and erewhile
schoolmate: "Mamie Stebbins is home
again and putting on no end of style
though you know as well as do tina
her father didn't fail for more thta
SIC, 900"
THE following, intended to commem-
crate the fate of tract peddler who
sat down on a can of nitro-glycerine to
rest himself, was submitted to the poet
Childs, and pronounced contraband:
To the azure depths of the upper air
His body had fiewn, fiewn, fewn;
And over the landscape everywhere
A bit of him here, and bit Of him there
1t now lies strewn, strewn, strewn;
But his soul, / believe, and am willing 10
swear,
Is gradually climbing the golden stair,
| To an anti-glycerine tune.
Gone where they don't put it up in cans
Dr.. WoLANsKI has discovered in
the government archives at Milan
many autographs of Calico not men
toned in the Palanini collection, and
relating especially to Galileo's negotia-
tons with the Spanish government for
the adoption of his system of using the
geographical longitude in navigation,
and to his journey to Rome in 1924,
when he went off to offer his homage
to Urban VIII.
THAT animals have souls liz the firm
belief of many sensible persons. In
view of this fact it gives us pleasure to
state that during the fox-hunt in New
Jersey the other day, when the whole
party came to sudden halt before a
picket fence, the kind-hearted fox
paused in its career, trotted back,
beckoned the bold riders to follow it,
conducted them to place where some
Stats had been broken out, and did not
resume its flight until the last man had
crawled through.-Brookym Argus.
A PARAGON OF A WoMAN.-More
than hundred years ago a celebrated
poet painted the following pen-portrait
of what must have been delightful
lady:
1 ki,ow a thing that's most uncommon
Envy, be silent and attendl
Handsome, yet witty, and friend
Not warped by passion, awed by rumor,
Not grave through pride. or gay through
folly;
An equal mixture of good humor
And exquisite soft melancholy. 90
Has she no faults, then Envy saysb sir?
Yes, she has one, must aver
When all the world conspires to praise her,
The woman's deaf and does not hear!
"WHAT makes me love my delicate
little blue-eyed boy" said the fond ia
ther, as he and the pastor entered the
library, SIS that sometimes the tears
run down the wrinkles in my cheeks
as l feel his fine points touching me to
the core, and wonder if God will let
him stay with me very, very" here
the fond father sat down on a pin and
said, "Mariar, Will you force me to go
to restaurant to get my dinnerf"
THE detestable habit of talking of
people rather than of things opens the
way to abuses we might check with
word If we would. If the art of con-
versation were taught and encouraged
as it should be, were we as far advanced
in civilization as we believe ourselves,
we should get rid of the incubus of
personality, and with it of great
deal of undeserved obloquy, and the
burrowing destruction of small treach-
cries and unnoted dishonor.
You are well off when you are in q
healthy neighborhood, with enough to
eat and drink, a comfortable, we'll
ventilated apartment to sleep in, and
you are paying all your expenses and
laying up something-eyen slowly
for rainy day, and, in addition to all
this, acquiring knowledge and strength
ening your character. Young men
whose situation combines all the pre-
ceeding advantages should be very
cautious about exchanging such GER
tainty unless it be for another certain
ty. Happiness does not depend upon
great wealth SO much as it does upon
Independence and intellectual and
moral culture.