The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1879-10-14

terly, Win conscience stricken air. ~
declare Maude, forgot all about it; but
I'll run directly and set it boiling"
Maude Satterly crimsoned to the very
temples.
Forgot" repeated she. 'You are
always forgetting! ! never saw any one
like you in my life. No; Il won't have
it now. If you can't prepare my choco-
late when l want it, you shan't prepare
it at all. / should think you might have
thought of it, Olive"
II am very sorry, Maude,' began
Olive apologetieally; ''for all that, l Go
not think you ought to have spoken so
Grossly to mamma"
"Hold your tonguew said Maude,
stamping her foot. "Do you suppose l
am going to be tutored by you? shall
speak as please and so give you fair
warning. Dear me how that scissors
grinders buzzing makes my head ache"
And she swept into the house like
fair fury.
When Olive came in few moments
afterwards, with six pairs of scissors
all sharpened and FURNISHED up to a
state of brilliancy, her sister was lying
on the sofa with her face turned towards
the wall and her eyes fesolutely closed.
"Oh, dear mel" thought Olive, "rm
afraid she's in one of her regular sulk-
ing fits, that last twenty -four hours at q
time."
And she took advantage of circum-
stances to pour out goblet Of ice-wa-
ter and offered it surreptitiously to the
swarthy Italian, when she carried out
the silver quarter that be had SO hardly
earned. He bowed low once more, after
the Oriental fashion, drank it eagerly,
and astonished Olive by raising her hand
to his lips, as he uttered the words
''Buon giome signorina !" and departed.
81 suppose it's his foreign way" said
Olive, turning very rosy. tst
"It's lucky for you that Maude didn't
see him." laughed Eleanor May.
"Oh, Eleanor, don't tell her." said
Olive blushing deeper than ever.
"Of course shan't," said Eleanor.
| -- %ts .fte& n ua
! s'Well, what luck ?" demanded Guy
Mariner, as he sat smoking at his open
window that evening, and hailed with
acclamation the approach of Algernon
Medlicote.
II We won my wager" a g, ao
"Non H.5" hai}s f.ia7h ss.l
"But by the shades OF Mohammed, /
have % asserted Medlicote, sitting down
where the cool hreeze Of twilight could
fan his brow eotA egg
"Hcw did you manager"
81 disguised myself as a scissors
grinder, and put the family shears in
perfect trder." ~ !r -hie ia
"Dd they suspect-the young ladies
mean ?"
"Not 10 the least"
.And how does the fair one with the
golden locks appear in the seclusion of
her own home2''
Like slovenly virago," said he.-
"Had it been anything else, than my
own eyes, could not have believed ii.
But Olive-little brown eyed Olive-she
is jewel of the first water"
$50 you have transferred your ale
glance from one sister to the other p
laughed Mariner. "But isn't it rather
hard for the divine Maude to lose both
her wager and her love at the same
timem .
"It's rosebud mouth" said Medli-
cote, gravely shaking his head, "but the
sharp words spoiled its perfect Cupid's
bow; the hair was like spun gold, but
crimping papers are not becoming to the
female face. And upon the whole Mar.
liner, think have reason to be CRATE
full for ever and ever to the scissors
grinding fraternity"
And beautiful Maude Satterly could
not understand why it was that Alger.
non MedIicote proposed to little brown
eyed Olive instead OF her. so4
Everybody thought he was devoted
to me-" said she, disconsolately.
"Perhaps be changed his mind" said
Edward.
or course Mr.. Medlicote confessed
the episode of scissors grinding to his
blushing and happy little wife after their
marriage-well regulated husbands new
er do keep anything from their wives
hut Maude never suspected. For what
saws the old adage7
Where ignorance is bliss, it's folly to be wise'
shut Your Own Gate Behind You.
When you leave your garden, fruit
patch, or grounds, of whatever kind,
shut the gate, and leave whatever is be-
hiHd it, there-don't take it with you.-
Rscollect that when you visit the place
of, another, you 60, to see what be has
to show, and learn what be has TO teach.
II you would be welcome visitor, and
be dismissed with pressing invitation
to come again, place Yourself in re-
ceptiye mood; be for the time the atten.
tive pupil and not the teacher. When
Others visit your place, will be the prop
Ter time to teach.
OF all the intolerable bores who visit
us is the man who brings his own place
with him, and who, whatever may be
shown him at once Institutes compari-
son with his.own, and begins to tell that
'.mine are much better than that" "-"I
can beat you on so and So" and igno-
ring the thing before him tells US, "Ah,
|you should see my Strawberries" s'my
roses,"' my tomatoes" and SO on all
through-in short, the man who does
not "shut his own gate behind him.
Those who are so thoroughly satisfied
with their own they cannot forget it for
a few hours, should not visit, but remain
upon the scene Of their remarkable
achievements-at home H
We would not imply that one in visit
ing the grounds of another may not, on
occasion, drop useful hint drawn from
his own experience, or that he may not
give his host any information that he
may ask tor. But we have been so an
noyed at receiving visitors, and worse
still, in visiting strange grounds in COM
pany with those whose only object in
visiting appears to be to boast of their
own affairs, that we feel called upon to
protest against it. Those who thought.
lessly fall into this unpleasant error
need only to be reminded Of it, and they
will ooneihlv ovoid II From, TIM ohror