The Lake County star., 1876-06-01
TRUTHS AND TRIPLES.

The deeper the sorrow the less tongu
hath it.-7dlm,d.
He who loses his conscience has
nothing that is worth keeping.
-RUMoR is pipe
Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures;
And Of 30 easy and 80 plain stop,
That the blunt monster with uncounted heads,
The still discordant wavering multitude,
Can play upon 1t.
CARPENTERS might prevent a vast
amount of profanity in this world If they
would only set the door-knobs far enough
from the casing to allow a person with
an ordinary sized fist to shut the door
without skinning his knuckles.
Norwich Bulletin: There are many
trying things in life, but a mans self
respect is never so wounded as when he
sees silver ten-cent piece lying on
showcase ; makes up his mind to steal it;
gently reaches out his hand to take it in,
and then discovers that it is glued on to
the under side of the glass.
The growing superfuity of brigadiers
in the army recalls what OConnell said
to a British officer when he was being
cross.examined. "Well, soldier" said
the Irish barrister. &C. am no soldier;
am an officer" was the indignant inter
ruption of the irate Briten. "Well,"
said O'Connell; "well, officer who is no
soldier"
AN English lady was sittingon lawn
with her three young children playing
around her, when there came into the
inclosure rabid dog, pursued by men
who were determined to kill him. Instead
of screeching and wildly grasping her
children, the lady rushed forward and
seized the dogs head in the folds of her
dress, holding him until relieved by the
men, and so all escaped unhurt.
A WAC, who had wrapped piece of
cloth having the word Centennial" "on
it around an egg and then boiled it SO
that the word appeared plainly on the
shell, sadly deceived Portland (Ct)
farmer who took it out of a nest where it
had been placed, and exhibited it at the
office of local newspaper as wonderful
manifestation of the hens intimate
knowledge of the history of the United
States.
SONNET.
Day follows day; years perish still mine eyes
Yon fadeless forests in their Titan grace,
And the large splendors OF these opulent skies.
watch, unwearied the miraculous dyes
OF dawn or sunset; the soft boughs which lace
Round some coy dryad In lonely place,
Thrilled with low whispering and strange sylvan
Weary the poets mind is fresh as dew,
And oft re-filled as fountains Of the light.
His clear child's soul finds something sweet and
Even in weeds heart, the carved leaves of corn,
The spear-ke grass, the slvery rime OF morn,
A cloud rcse-edged, and heeting stars at night
Paul II. Hdyne, In June Atlantic
BE brave always. Misfortune, sorrow,
and obstacles call for all the courage OF
humanity. To be braveis to be beneficial
it is in time of trouble that we most need
courage, for by it we not only strengthen
ourselves, but can help others. The
dross of the metal is always elimin ated
by the fire through which it passes. So
shall sorrow purify and strengthen us;
they are the brayest hearts who 60 to the
front.
TENNYsoN has been ordered to write
an ode to the Prince of Wales, and it is
amusing to behold England's poet
laureate walk fretfully up and down his
garden and hear him mumbling, "The
Prince of Wales-favoring gales-spread-
ing sails-tigers' tails-the people yearn
his return-our bOsOms burn-Our
love he'll earn-we'll tyrants spurn-
iungles, bungles a-India-Ind-
dia-dia," then snap out, 80, 'ang the
hode"
The Oregonians have invented q
pumpkin powder, one spoonful of which
makes pie. They also have a new way
of cutting onions. They are packed in
slices in five-pound boxes. A letter writer
says of them: "Unlike the scentless
black fig-onions, so popular with French
cooks, these look bright and golden
colored. They are moist and full of onion
flavor gently subdued. They are war
ranted to keep indefinitely. Every ship
buys them. One bushel raw makes
fve-pound box OF cured onions"