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The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-11-22

The remark is very commonly made
by parents, 81 don't want my children
to work as hard as | have done" In
the spirit of this remark by far too
many boys and girls are brought up
No responsibility is laid upon them.
No requirements that tax their ability,
their ingenuity, or their strength are
made of them; and by consequence
they grow up useless members of So
ciety, and utterly helpless in the
emergencies of life. No training, or
rather, no lack of training can be more
disastrous than this. As well might
the arms and the legs for years be band
aged, after the manner of the feet
among Chinese women, and then the
crippled members be required to take
their possessor through gymnastic per-
formances, as for a child to be reared
without the strenuous exercise of his
various faculties, and then expected to
assume his place in society as "A re-
sponsble being. 1t is no misfortune
to anybody to have tasks set him quite
up to his strength to perform; we
never know how much we can accom-
plish till we are taught by experience.
The incapacity for usefulness Of the
sons and daughters of many rich men,
in America, at least is too well known
to need description here. The idea of
many parents who have been what Is
called successful" is to give their
children plenty of spending money, to
have them fare sumptuously every day,
and have a smattering of all the accom-
plishments, but not to form in them
habits of industry, of self-reliance, of
self-denial. This evil in two or three
generations cures itself, for the grand
children of rich men are compelled by
poverty and toll TO learn most useful
practical lessons. While no amount of
preaching will change this order Of
things, there are enough who are in no
danger from pamperings Of ample for
tune to take comfort in the fact that the
teachings and the culture of adversely,
The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-11-22
MaXimilian's Tomb,

Lighted by a taper int the hands Of one
of the brothers, says a Vienna cores
pondent, we descended to the gloomy
crypt in the old Church of the Capu-
cines, where Austrian royalty is buried.
In the dim light We picked our way
through many metal caskets, OCCASION
ally having horrible sensation by
banging against one and being startled
by the noise of the contact with such an
object in such place. At the extreme
end of the repulsive vault the long
robed monk halted, and in French in
dicatcd that we were beside the casket
of the Archduke MaXimilian, Emperor
of Mexico. Poor MaXimilian! The
victim of the man who presumed to
hang the trappings of imperialism on
the borders Of the Republic; tile brother
of the Austrian Emperor, who eX-
changed happy home and high posi-
ton for the fatal illusion ola monarch's IS
title; the schemer, driven from the
throne, dies an exile, and the victim,
slaughtered within sight of his throne,
is brought home to lie among his peO-
pie. The love that was borne the Arch
duke is evinced by exquisite offerings
of fresh flowers, tied with broad white
ribbons embroidered with gold, which
are constantly renewed on his coffin.
Not far from where MaXimilian rests
is the plain casket containing the re-
mains of the young man called NapO-
leon ii. He is close to his grandfather,
the Emperor Francis l., and directly
beside his mother, the wife of the great
Napoleon. The most conspicuous casket
in the crypt is the ostentatioHs piece of
silver bronze which enclOses the great
Empress Maria Theresa. The vault of
the Church of the Capucines contains
the bodies Of the royal family; the
Cathedral Of st. Stephen, their bowels,
and the Church of the St. Augustines,
their hearts. In the latter the rows of
silver urns in which the hearts are
placed can be seen by looking through
a small grating in the door Of the cell
As one stands in the dismal place, sur
rounded by the coflins of the dead, the
sight of urns produces a strange i'm
preston. 1t is luxury to escape from
the depressing sepulchre and again
feel the warmth of the genial summer
cI1p
The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-11-22
The True Riches.

There are riches which do not take
to themselves wings and fly away.
Banks may break, corporations fail,
business come to standstill, yet he
who has the true riches will possess his
soul in patience and peace, for the true
riches are essentially indestructible.
1t is often necessary for man to lose his
material wealth in order that he may
become aware how rich he is in what
cannot be taken away from him. GAS
darkness shows us worlds of light we
never saw by day." so days of adversely
bring to our knowledge resources of
which we were ignorant and uncon-
scious, but which as far surpass in
value and extent what we had called
ours as the heavens surpass the earth.
"a still and quiet conscience" gives
ga peace above all earthly dignities,"
and he who has this is rich, though the
possessor of naught beside. If the
right were easily distinguished from
the wrong, if our judgments were un-
warped by prejudice or passion, if our
perceptions were always clear and our
conclusions always sound, if the moral
and mental atmosphere in which we
live were always free of mist and mir
age, we might perhaps with certainty
choose the right and refuse the wrong.
But as it is, we must be often in doubt,
and in our ignorance and uncertainty
are sure to fall into many errors and to
lay hold upon many mistakes. He who
can acquit himselfof intentional wrong
doing, who bears with him conscience
void Of offence toward God and man,
he is rich in that which cannot be taken
away from him. A genuine and SYM
pathetic love of Nature in her various
forms and moods is inexhaustible
wealth. Friendship with the sky, the
air, the trees, the stars, the sea, the
birds the flowers, never fails in its
power to divert, TO soothe, to cheer
For a time, indeed, by bereavement, by
pain, by trial, the beauty of nature may
be veiled. but it shines forth again all
the more potent in its spell because of
Its temporary eclipse. lie who can
eyermore keep his soul in sympathy
with the great soul of Nature, in sun
shine as in storm, may claim for his
own those lines of Whittier:
TOO near tc @ d for D ubt or Fear,
She shares the eternal calm"
A sincere interest in the general good
is an unfailing source of wealth. "No
man liveth to himself, no man deth to
himself" though a great many men
and women have no love or hope or
aspiration, that does not begin and end
with self. Such narrow souls, no mat
ter how splendid may be their outward
The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-11-22
Female Dress.

A traveller in Norway writes am
now quite convinced that ladies can
travel and endure hardship just as well
as men. Please to understand that this
assertion is applied exclusively to the
ladies themselves, and by no means to
their luggage. 1t is not the natural
weakness of women, but the intOlerable
incumbranCe of her ridiculous costume
that cripples her physical energies.
Imagine a regiment of cavalry in petit
coats, or, better still, a whole army
marching to battle in long skirts and
several underlying strata Of petticoats,
each man being prohibited from show
ing his ankles under penalty of imme-
diate degradation. OF what avail would
be the muscular strength, the powers
of endurance, the courage and every
other element of energy in an army
loaded with such impediments and en-
countercd by men i'm manly costume, or
even by women in tunics or short
skirts? What has been the fate OF the
petticoated men of the East and other
regions of the earth? They have been
run down and overwhelmed by bare
legged barbarians and trousered Anglo
Saxons. If any member of the Alpine
or other athletic clubs is disposed to
underrate the physical prowess of the
fair sex, let him try to ascend a difficult
col, to run a hurdle race, display on the
horizontal bar, or play a cricket or foot
ball match In lady's fashionable walk
ing dress of the period, and he will then
be able to estimate the extent to which
his sisters are handicapped, why they
are so averse to wholesome out Of door
exercise, and, consequently, enfeebled
both in mind and body.
The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-11-22
SOlOn vs.. CrRsus.

When the great SOlOn was at Sardis,
the capital of Lydia, he had an inter-
view with Crpsus, the Lydian King,
who, to astonish the republican sim
plicity of the Grecian philosopher, re-
ceived him in all the splendor and
pomp Of oriental magniticence. AT
this interview CrGsus exhibited to
SolOn his great wealth in golden treas
ures; but Solon, nothing daunted by
this display, took from his garments a
piece of iron ore, which he had found
in Egypt, and handing it to the mon
arch, said: "rhis has intrinsic worth
greater thau all, and in time it will
command more gold than the treasure
house of CrGsus could hold" The
vain king threw down the rusty gift,
and retired in disgust; but the sage,
ever true to his simplicity and integrity,
returned to Athens to develop the mcr-
its of that rude stone. He made it into
defensive armor by the aid of which
the Spartan soldier afterward rescued
his country from ruin and dishonor.
In our day bow great tie contrast be-
tween the intrinsic worth of the "iron
stone" and all the other metals. Had
SOlon lived until now he would have
seen this "irOn stone" performing
more wonders than his philosophy ever
IL of la old
Father Time, with his hour-glass
broken, leaning, palsied wreck, on his
rusty scythe, when he first saw the
workings of "Patent American
Ticker" lie would have seen the god
Neptune grounded on the mud-tlats, of
"Wallabout Bay" with his naiads in
alarm, as the paddles and the screws of
the floating iron palaces outstripped
their speed toward every cline. He
would have seen Vulcan throw up his
sledge in disgust as the twenty-ton
hammer of Krupp forged out the eighty
ton peacemaker at Essen. He would
have seen the embarrassment of Mer-
cury with his feet entangled in the cleo
tric wire and his occupation gone, as
the EAST Mail" with its iron horse
went streaming over the plain. That
simple "irOn stone" has become the
master mineral and power III the land,
which all the wealth of the modern
CrGsu5 cannot control. Ithas assumed
the shape of blessing to all mankind,
more valuable, perhaps, in our domes-
tic and defensive economy than was
prophcsied by the great Solon.
The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-11-22
Going COurting.

One of the chief compensatiOns of a
wOman's life is found in the fact that
she does not have to ego a cOurting."
1t must be confessed that in these days
the modern belle does her share of the
wOOing, but she does not have to dress
up in a stiff collar and a pair of boots
size too small for her, and walk up to a
cannOn's mouth of her inamorata's
family, consisting of father, mother,
grandmother, maiden aunt, and per-
haps half dozen brothers aud sisters,
and inquire, in trembling voice.
SIS Miss Arabella at home?".
Whenever a man goes accounting,
everybody seems TO know all about il.
His demeanOr tells the Observant spec
tatOr the business he is intent upon.
He might just as well placard himself,
"Tm going accounting" Everybody
is cognizant of it, and looks knowingly,
and ask him if the "northern lights
were bright last night about one
" NioNh' anu hON lnO uldl hCl II lOl
kerosene oil up at Daddy Browns"
and score of other questions equally
out of place.
We know a young man who is deeply,
and we trust successfully, engaged in
going accounting; and our warmest
sympathies have been extended toward
him. When Sunday afternoon arrives
it is plain to see that something's about
to happen. He is tidgety and non-com-
municative and cannot sit in one place
half a minute at a time. He is contin-
ually interviewing his watch and COM
pairing it with the old eight-day coffin
shaped clock in the corner. He looks
in the glass frequently and draws his
forehead locks first back and then for
ward, and combs them Up and pats
them down, and is unsatisfied with the
effect throughout.
The smell of bay rum and bergamOt
is painfully apparent, When he shakes
out his handkerchief musk is percepti-
BILE. His boots shine like mirrors, and
there is faint smell of cardamom seeds
in his breath when he yawns. He
smooths his budding little mustache
with aflectionate pats, and feels his in
visible side whiskers continually to
make sure they are still there, fact
which is not established to outside OBJ
servers by the sense of sight. He tries
on all his stock of neckties without
finding just the thing he wants. Then
he has spasmS Of brushing his coat, that
commence with violence and last until
one grows nervous for fear the broad
cloth will not be able to stand the fric-
ton.
lie decl mes soup that day at dinner.
He says it is because he is not hungry,
but we know it is because there are
onions in it, and onions, as every one
knows, do not swecten ones breath to
any great extent.
If spoken to suddenly, he starts and
bushes and looks as guilty as if caught
stealing something, and directly one
does not speak to him, he goes back to
the delightful occupation of staring at
nothing, and waiting for the hour hand
to creep around to seven.
AT seven he sets forth, clean and tidy
from top to toe, looking precisely as If
he had just stepped out Of bandboX.
The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-11-22

of poverty, of toll are most noble and
helpful to earnest and noble souls. In
stead of evading or attempting to eyadc
the tasks imposed, true wisdom and
philosophy dictate the unllinching and
steadfast performance of them. If we
cannot walk, we may stagger, if we are
not able to stagger, we may yet creep
to our work, and in all times keep up
cheerful and patient courage in the face
of difficulty. There are times when we
are called to work beyond our strength,
TO lay down our lives even for the main
tenance of the just and the right. There
are ten thousand things worse than
death. sit is always better nObly to
fail than bascly 10 succeed" Let those
whose way lies along the rugged paths
of life rejoice in their burdens and their
wearincss. These are badges of honor,
proofs that they are earning noble
plaudits, though the welcome words
may be withheld; that they do not
Ntdilu eHlNtllHS bu lllt tuHt VI lllt
devious river, but are brayely stemming
its current or commanding it. There
are great many people who need no
stimulus to urge them to work, who al
ready tax themselves quite too much,
but there are also large number of
hangers-On to life who resOlutely sit
idle and are willfully helpless; a ma
jOrity of these are doubtless made as
they are by the indulgence of weak
and injudicious parents. 1t is good for
child to learn to climb. to run, to
swim, to drive, to ride horseback, to 90
on exploring expeditions in his own
locality, to wait upon himself, to learn
how to perform and to perform all the
tasks necessary for his physical and
intellectual well-being, and thus to en-
ter upon mature life equipped for its
duties and able to meet its various and
trying emergencies.
The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-11-22
Ouietness and Power.

The grandest forces in this world are
silent and unpreceived. They operate
unnoticed, but yet with resistless power.
A child's tin trumpet makes more noise
than the attraction of gravitation which
binds the whole universe as with chains
of adamant, but works so quietly that
it was thousands of years before NOR
tails discovered its existence. A bab-
bling brook, or little fountain throw
ing its jets into the air, attracts more
attention than the hidden forces of ma
ture which draw millions of tons Of
water from the earth beneath-spread
1t out in herbage and foliage, clothing
the fields with beauty, crowning the
forest with green, and diffusing fertility
and life through all the land. The
forces OF vegetation are silent. No
lightning flashes to herald the swelling
buds; no thunder peals to tell us when
flowers unfold their fragrant beauty;
no trumpets are blown when Spring
unfolds her leafy banners to the breeze;
but IN the sunshine Of the day and in
the silence of the night the work of ma
ture goes noiselessly on, until the
desert blossoms as the rose and the will
derness becomes fair as Eden's garden.
The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-11-22
Vol" H. CLEVELAND, TENN. NOVEMBER 80,

surroundings know nothing Of real fe-
licity. The greatest joy of the noblest
life is the consciousness of comforting
benefits upon others. Not for self have
those lived whom we delight to honor,
not to hoard up gold or join lands to
lands, but to serve their generations in
honor, in truth, in simplicity. We
often hear of those, who in such a
world as this, have nothing left to live
for. For such can there be anything
to die for? While there is wrong to be
righted, a tear of woe to be wiped away
there is something yet to live for.
An intelligent love for literature, for
art, for science, for one or all these,
makes its pOssessOr wealthy. Plato,
Milton, Shakespeare have ever a wei
come for the loving discipline, live he
in palace or cabin. The illustrOus army
of great men that have made the annals
of the race bright with their intellec-
tual achievements have no frOwn or
sneer for the humblest student who
listens attentively TO their teachings.
Though ignored by the living, the
voices of the mighty dead are full of
counsel and cOmpaniOnship and in
struction for him; nay, to him also
speak continually, though not face to
face, the thinkers and writers of the
present time. FurrOwed in the cur
rent literature of the day are the
thoughts of our wisest, and he who
runs may read.
An unfaltering trust in the Divine
goodness is the sum of all wealth. He
who has this has all things, though he
be in immediate possession of but few
things. Arid deserts, sterile noun
tain chains, the wastes of ocean, the
frozen regions of the North are as nee
essary, so the wise ones say, to the
highest welfare of the planet as are
tropical luXuriance, fertile fields, pro-
ductive valleys, peaceful lakes and
gliding rivers. There is not one of us
who has been tried in the furnace of
atilictiOn that has not found the richest
joys springing from the deepest griefs.
1t is easy of a sunny day, when every
thing is well with us, to believe in the
goodness of God, but when no light
blesses our eyes, and we walk in dark
ness and cloud and storm, doubts creep
in, and we need to fortify our faith, to
strengthen our confidence, to rest our
our souls in an unfaltering trust, and
wait patiently till the morning.
The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-11-22
TIE CHILDREN'S PICNIC.

Twas the merriest, funniest picnic
That ever you id see
They held IL down in the orchard,
Under the apple tree
The air was heavy with fragrance
And full OF the hum OF beeh.
And showers Of the pink and white blossoms
We're waited down by the breeze.
They scattered over the dishes
In merry little whirl,
Till the table seemed d,cked for fairies
With service Of pink and pearl.
There we're Nellie and Tom at the table,
And Pussy and Rover for guests;
Each with their well-washed faces,
Aud their coats were their sleekest and best
Nell gravely waited on Pussy,
And Tom gave Rover his share,
And the children loudly praised them,
For well-behaved pair.
And they purred and wagged politely,
But twas quickly forgotten all,
When field mouse scampered pvst them,
And squirrel jumped on the wall.
Right over the table sprang Pussy,
And Rover gave squirrel the chase
Leaving the chi dren in wonder
At their picnic turned into race.
The chairs we're o'erturned and the table
Stood gracefully tipped on one side,
While the dishes and all their contents
We're rolling far and wide.
Tom laughed till the tears were falling
Over his cheeks like rain;
But Nellie, in wrath laid she'd never,
Never invite them again.
The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-11-22

A colony of Lutheran families from
Saxony have purchased several thou.
sand acres of Government land in Kan
sas. Next spring an additional supply
of emigrants from the vicinity Of Dres.
den is expected, and fourishing set
Element is looked forward to. A Lu-
theran church Is to be the first public
building.
Kansas expects to make $4,000
worth Of silk this year.
The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1877-11-22
RATES OF ADVERTISING.

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first insertion, and 80 cents each subsequent
insertion.
specisl contracts will be made for all sdyer-
usements for four insertions or over.
Transient advertisements always payable
quarterly in advance.
Marriages and obituary notices, over one
square charged for at half regular rates.
All local notices 10 cents line for each in
sertion.
No notices inserted for less than hfty
cents.
Helena weekly herald. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1867-1900, 1877-07-19
Starting Tender Seeds.

A writer on gardening in the Western Ru-
raj gives the following hints on starting ten
der seeds. such as tomatoes, squashes, melons
and the like:
1t is desirable in transplanting not to check
growth by disturbing the roots. A good way
to avoid this is to scrape out turnips, fill them
with good soil, and then plant in two or three
seeds, setting them in warm, light place and
keeping them moist When the weather is
suitable place them out in the garden at the
proper depth. The turnip will decay and the
plant will thrive unchecked if properly cared
for. Do not use potatoes in place of turnips.
Another method is to get squares of sod, say
six inches wide, from good, mellow soil,
turn them bottom up, and put in such seeds
as squashes, melons, or sweet corn, and treat
them in the same way, not putting out till the
weather is quite warm, and thus protecting
against bugs. For more delicate plants, flow
ers, etc., make little square paper boxes out
of thin writing paper or thick newspaper,
merely folding them at the corners as you
would the pepper in covering book and tack
ing them with a needle and thread; make
them about three inches square and two deep.
Fill with good soil; start the seeds and put
them out at the proper time, boxes and all,
without disturbing the roots.
Helena weekly herald. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1867-1900, 1877-07-19
Theology in the Bud.

Home Correspondent Indianapolis Herald]
renewed my acquaintance with three
year-oId boy, minister's son, who gave me
some of his ideas about God. He was help.
ing to destroy good-sized strawberry short
cake, which to his magnified appetite and
worldly eyes looked all too small for the re.
quirements of those who had made an attack
on it. II wish, said the voracious infant,
''That could see strawberry shortcake as
tig as God" On being questioned as to his
idea of the size of the Deity, he thought that
He could do lots of things. He could slice
off q boys nose and put it on again ''just as
asy" and you wouldn't know it hardly.