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Bread Making i'm Spain.

The bread in the South of Spain is de-
hcious; it is white as snow, close as
cake, and yet very light; the flour is
most admirable, for the wheat is good
and pure, and the bread well kneaded.
The way they make this bread is as fol-
lows: From large, long panniers filed
with wheat they take out handful at a
time, sorting it most carefully and ex-
peditiously, and throwing every imper-
feet grain into another basket. This
done, the wheat is ground between two
circular stones, as it was ground in
Egypt 2, 900 years ago, the requisite ro-
tary motion being given by blindfolded
mule, which PAGES around and around
with untiring patience, a bell being at
tached to his neck, which, as long as he
is in movement, tinkles on and when it
stops he is urged on to his duty by the
shout of "arra mula" from some one
within hearing. When ground, the
wheat is sifted through three sieves, the
last Of these being so fine that only the
pure -four can pass through it this is
Of pure apricot color. The bread is
made in the evening. It is mixed with
sufficient water, with little salt in it, to
make into dough. A very small guam
tity of leayen or yeast in one batch of
household bread, as IN Spain, would last
week for the six or eight donkey loads
Of bread they send every day from their
oven. The dough made, it is put into
sacks and carried on donkeys' backs to
the oven in the center of the village, to
bake it immediately after kneading. On
arriving there the dough is divided into
portions weighing about three pounds
each. Two long, narrow, wooden tables
on trestles are then placed down the
room, and curious sight may be seen.
About twenty men, bakers, come in and
range themselves on one side of the
table. A lump of dough is handed to
the nearest, which he begins kneading
and knocking about with all his might
for about three or four minutes, and
then passes it on to his neighbor, who
does the same, and so on successfully
until all have kneaded it, when it be-
comes soft as new putty and ready for
the oven. Of course, as soon as the
first baker has handed the lump to his
neighbor, another lump is given to him,
and so on until the whole quantity of
dough is kneaded by them all. The
bakers wives and daughters shape the
loaves for the oven, and some OF them
are very small. They are baked imme-
0iately. 3.
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they command lasting and universe
admiration
Making Home Attractive.

Mrs. Higginbottom, as first step,
visited her husbands favorlte concert
saloon under the protection of disguise
and detective officer. When she had
learned what were the attractions which
most powerfully appealed to Mr.. Higgin-
bottoms mind, she proceeded to repro
duce them, as far as practicable, in her
own house. She had the parlor carpet
taken up and the bare floor nicely
sprinkled with beer and stumps OF
cigars. She removed the pictures from
the walls, and hung in their places cheap
and gaudy chromos representing lmpos-
sible young women In undesirable cos
tunes. Two dirty wooden tables and
| supply of wooden chairs from the kitchen
completed the furniture of the room, and
it began to assume really attractive ap-
| pearance.
Before the hour of her husbands re-
turn from his business, Mrs. Higgin-
bottom hired a man to play on an ac-
cordeon and another to torture violin,
beside three professional drunkards of
great indecency Of appearance and con-
duct and notorious burglar kindly fur
nished for the occasion by the Police
Captain of the precinct. There were In
the kitchen two Irish girls who were de-
cidedly ugly, but who were clean, de-
cent and modest girls. These two she
| instructed In the art of serving beer and
spirits, and dressed them in costumes
that were extremely vulgar, though they
could not be said to be improper. Hav-
ing thus arranged all things, she met
| her husband at the door and escorted
| him to the dining room, where he ate
| his dinner, unconscious OF the trans
| formation that had been wrought In his
front parior.
After dinner Mr.. Higginbottom Lit his
cigar and remarked that he must go out
| an hour OF two to see a friend. His
wife, with q sweet smile, told him
that he need not go out, for she had
finally discovered how to make home
attractive to him. So saying she showed
him into the parlor and led him to seat
at one of the dirty tables. The fiddler
and the accordeon player Immediately
struck up Il; the drtlnkards, at a sign
from Mrs. Higginbottom, began to
swear and wrangle, and the burglar 81
died up to Mr.. Higginbottom and asked
him to drink. The two Irish girls
brought beer and spilled it on Mr..
Higginbottom' table; they called him
"Dear," and asked him to "open bot
tie of wine," and Mrs. Higginbotton,
apologizing for the fact that they were
undeniably decent girls, assured her
husband that nevertheless she was con-
fident that she had finally learned how
to make home attractive; that she
hoped to spend many jolly evenings
with him, and would Like a hot whisky
without further delay.
Mr.. Higginbottom was first complete
ly dazed, but in a few moments he re-
covered his reason. He ordered the
girls to GO into the kitchen and stay
there, and he pitched the drunkards out
of the front door into the street, and or
dered the musicians and the burglar to
! follow them. Then he informed his
wife that he had been an idiot of the
largest size, and that if she would re-
store the parlor to its former condition
he would stay at home and make no
further complaint of its want Of attract
iveness.
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The Irsignificance Of primeval Cities.


cannot conclude this chapter on the
third, the burnt city, without examining
once more the question whether this
pretty little town, with brick walls, which
can hardly have housed 5000 inhabi-
tants, could have been identical with the
great Homeric Ilios of immortal renown,
which withstood for ten long years the
heroic efforts of the united Greek army
Of 110, 900 men, and which could only at
last be captured by a stratagem.
First, as regards the size of all the pre-
historic cities, I repeat that they were
but very small. In fact, we can hardly
too much contract our ideas OF the di-
mensions of those primeval cities.
So, according to the Attic tradition,
Athens was built by the Pelasgians, and
was limited tothe small rock of the Acrop-
oils, whose plateau is of oval form, 600
feet long and 400 feet broad at its broad
est part; but it was much smaller still
until Cimon enlarged it by building the
wall on its eastern decliyity, and levelng
the slope within by means of debris. The
Ionians, having captured the city, forced
the Pelasgians to settle at the southern
foot of the Acropolis. According to Thu
cydides, Athens was only enlarged by
the coalescence of the Attic demi there
effected by Theseus. In like manner
Athens, Thebes, Mycen@, and all the
other cities whose names are of the
plural form, were probably at first linn
tied to their stronghold, called polls,
and had their names in the singular ;
but, the cities having been enlarged,
they received the plural name, the cita-
del being then called acropolis, and the
lower town polls. The most striking
proof of this is the name of the valley
Polls in Ithaca, which is not derived
from real city or acropolis-fer my ex-
cavations there have proved that this
single fertile valley in the island can
never have been the site of a city
but from a natural rock, which has never
been touched by the hand of man. This
rock, however, having precisely the
shape Of citadel, is for this reason now
called castron, and was, no doubt, in an
cient times, called Polls, which name
has been transferred to the valley.
The ancient Polls or Asty was the Or
binary habitation of the town chief OF
King, with his family and dependents, as
well as the richer classes of the people
it was the site of the Agora and the tenn
pies, and the general place of refuge in
time of danger. We have traces OF this
fact in the extended sense of the Italian
CASTILLO, to embrace town, and In the
Anglo-Saxon burh; also, as Prof.
Virchow suggests to me, in the Slavish
gardhortas BurgwalD "What, indeed, u
says Mr.. Gladstone, "have we to say
when we find that, in the period of the
incunabula of Rome, the Romans on the
Palatine were probably faced by the
Sabines on the hill of the Capitol?" II
is, therefore, not the smallness of the
third, the burnt city, which can prevent
us from identifying it with the Homeric
Troy, because Homer is not historian,
but an epic poet.-Dr. Sehlaenao'a,s's s
"Uios."
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The Turkish People.

A ACOnstantinople correspondent writes
as follows of the Turkish people: "The
eommonest form Of a rich lady's cloak is
entirely native as regards material and
shape. It is piece OF heavy silk, rarely
good in color, upon one end OF which
formal and meaningless devices have
been worked in gold. The character Of
them suggests that in former days this
outdoor garment consisted Of two
pieces, one golden scarf for the head,
with pendant fringe and tassels, the
other mantle of plain silk. In process
Of time the scarf and tassels were incor-
porated, as it were, in the mantle, sur
viving only as a cumbrous ornament
It is not necessary to describe the ap-
pearance of the Turkish woman thus ap-
parelled. Every one knows how they
stride along like animated sacks, show
ing more than enough of coarse white
stocking on a leg that is never pretty,
ill-made French boots, or trailing yellow
slippers. Not few wear socks, always
down at heel, often trailing in the per-
ennial mud. Fine eyes, both gray and
black, are common, and quite enough is
seen of the features to assure one that
beauty of face is not sparingly distrib-
uted. While lightly DEPRESSING in this
by-path would point out the exceeding
fairness of the race. The Turkish peas
ant has winter skin than the Greek
townsman. Southern Italians even are
more dusky Of complexion. Fair hair
and light eyes abound in all classes, and,
unless it be man evidently crossed
with negro blood, you viii never see a
Turk so brown of skin as are the vast
majority of Greeks. In height and
strength Of build, also, they are superior
to all their subject peoples, excepting
the Albanian. This magnificent race,
the Skipetar, is the Pathan of Europe,
but vastly above it's Asiaic antitype in
all the finer qualities of man. No un-
prejudiced observer can doubt that the
Albanian, with all his shortcomings and
his faults, is the most hopeful, as he is
most interesting, of the nationalities
subject to Turkey. Above all, he is
artistic, permeated with sense Of fitness
and beauty, which he displays in man
ner, in dress, in all and every one Of the
many arts cultivated by this national
ity, which the utilitarian Greek calls
barbarOuS.
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An Unpublished Story of Lincoln,

It was during the fercest stages of the
great war of the Rebellion that several of
our ministers called on President Lin
coin on an important errand. Mr.. Lin
coin received them with great courtesy,
and gave them good audience. When
the brethren arose to leave the room, one
of them, probably DIR. L. Davis, said,
"Mr. Lincoln, you have been very kind
and painstaking, to answer our questions.
We have yet one which our people are
deeply interested in and which we wish
to put before you for an answer. What
do you here at Washington intend to do
with slavery?" That interrogation
opened a momentOus question.
Mr.. Lincoln was ready for the emer-
gency. Rising to his feet and straighten-
ing up his bony form, he said, "Gentle-
men, I will tell you how it is. The treat
ment proposed by the officials here for
the slavery question is about like what
would be proposed by set Of doctors
for wen on a person. There is man
with large, ugly wen on his person.
He consults number of physicians
about it. They all agree as to two things.
They all agree that it is wen; that is
the first thing. They all agree that it
must come of. About the method of re-
moving it they do not agree. One says
the best way is to put the knife into it
and with the knife remove it. One adj
vises powerful external applications with
q view to its removal. Another thinks
the better way is to put cord tightly
around it and every day draw it tighter,
until at last a severance will of itself
occur. That, gentlemen, is just the way
it is here with us. We are all agreed
that slavery is wen on the Government.
We are all agreed that it must come off.
We are not yet agreed about how to do
it. With this the clergymen shook
heartily the hand of the good President
and went away.-Religious Telescope.
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How AfghanS Fight.

An English correspondent In Asia, re-
ferring to the fighting qualities of the
Afghan soldiery, says: 'tAn Afghan never
thinks of asking for quarter, but fights
with the ferocity of tiger, and clings to
life until his eyes glaze and his hands
refuse to pull pistol trigger or use q
knife in a dying effort to MAIN OF kill
his enemy. The stern realities of war
were more pronounced on the battle
fields in Afghanistan than perhaps they
have ever been in India, if we except the
retributive days of the mutiny. Tospare
wounded man for minute was prob
ably to cause the death of the next SOL
dier who unsuspiciously walked past
him. One thing our men certainly
learned in Afghanistan, and that was to
keep their wits about them when pursu-
ing an enemy or passing over hard-won
field. There might be danger lurking in
each seemingly inanimate form studding
the ground, and unless care and caution
were exercised the wounded Afghan
would steep his soul in bliss by killing a
KafGr just when life was at its last ebb.
This stubborn love of fighting in en-
tremeas is promoted doubtless by fanat-
icism, and we saw so much of it that our
men at close quarters always drove their
bayonets well home, so that there should
be no mistake as to the deadliness of the
wound. The physical courage which
distinguished the unframed mobs who
fought so resolutely against us was
worthy of all admiration; the tenacity
with which men, badly armed and lack
ing skilled leaders, cluGg to their posi-
tions was remarkable, to say nothing of
the sullen doggedness they often showed
when retiring. But, when the tide of
the fight set in fully against them, and
they saw further resistance would in
volve them more deeply, there was so
sudden change always apparent that
one could scarcely believe the fugitives
hurrying over the hills were the same
men who had resisted so desperately but
few minutes before. They acted wise
ly; they knew their powers in scaling
steep hills, or In making their escape by
fieetness Of foot, and the host generally
dissolved with rapidity which no one
but an eyewitness can appreciate. If
cavalry overlook them, they turned like
wolves and fought with desperation, sell
ing their lives as dearly as men ever sold
them; but there was no rally in the true
sense of the word, and but faint attempts
at aiding each other. Their regular
troops were but little amenable to dis
cipline, by reason of deficient training,
and they resorted to the tactics they
had pursued as tribesmen when once
they were forced to retire"
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FASHIONS.

Purple, orange, blue and sage,
Red and yellow, all the rage,
Cotton, satin, silk and wool,
Dresses scant and dresses full,
Gathered, pleated, shirred and plain,
Short and long and demi-uain,
Apron fronts and jaunty coats,
Capes, fichus and redingotes-
Broadway bellies ON dress parade,
Rainbow-h tinted cavalcade!
Gray-haired matrons, blondes, brunettes,
Pretty schoolgirls, coy coquettes,
Eyes of blue, of black, of brown,
From the country, from the town,
Hair IN coils, in curls, in braids,
Merry children, nursery maids,
Tall and slender, fat and short,
Characters of every sort,
Congregate from near and far
To revel in the worlds baZar.
Plaids and stripes and polka dots,
Suits for coaches, suits for yachts,
All the world is but u stage
For archery or pilgrimage.
Ancient danes affect, perhaps,
Kerchief suits and polo caps;
Sweet sixteen assumes With taste
Grandmafs Quaker skirt and waist;
Streets present Ito use trope)
Fashions gay kaleidoscope.
Search your attics, trunks and chests;
Don the figured velvet vests,
Dotted null in dainty tints,
Turkey rcd and fiowered chintz;
Bend the Leghorn fats IL shape,
Drape the shawls Of Canton Grape.
Bess the fates thai now restore
Fashions q ia Ponpadour;
Celebrate the grand event,
Join the toilet tournament
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A Noble Revenge.

Ihe CONN was PLAIN One-a poor,
miserable, pine coffin. No flowers on
the top no lining of white satin for the
pale brow; no smooth ribbons about the
coarse shroud. The brown hair was
laid decently back, but there was no
crimped cap with neat tie beneath the
chin. The sufferer of cruel poverty
smiled in her sleep; she had found
bread, rest and health.
81 want to see my MOTHER" sobbed a
poor little child, as the undertaken
screwed down the top.
"You cannot get out Of the way,
boy !; why don't some one take the
brat!"
"Only let me see her one minute p
cried the helpless orphan, clutching at
the side Of the charity box, as he gazed
upon the coffin, agonized tears stream
ing down the cheeks on which no child
ish bloom ever fingered. Oh! it was
painful to hear him cry the words
once!'
Quickly and brutally the heartless
monster struck the boy away, so that he
realed with the blow. For moment
the boy stood painting with grief and
rage-his blue eyes distended, his lips
sprung apart; fire glistened through his
eyes as he raised his little arm with a
most unchildish laugh, and screamed:
"When I'm a man, I'll, be revenged
for that !"
There was coffin and heap of earth
between the mother and the poor for
saken child-a monument much stronger
than granite built in the boys heart the
memory of the heartless deed.
X * x
The Court House was crowded to suf-
location.
"Does any one appear as this mans
counsel?" asked the judge.
There was silence when he had fin
ished, until, with lips tightly pressed
together, look of strange intelligence
blended with naughty reserve upon
his handsome features, young man
stepped forward with firm tread and
kindly eye to plead for the friendless
one. He was stranger, but at the first
sentence there was silence. The splen-
dor of his genius entranced- convinced.
The man who could not find friend
was acquitted.
"May God bless you, sir; cannot p
he exclaimed
81 want no Thanks" replied the
stranger.
'"I-I-I believe you are unknown to
me-"
"Sir, I will refresh your memory.
Twenty years ago this day you struck q
broken-hearted little boy away from his
dead mothers coffin. 1 was that boy.
"Have you rescued me, then, to take
my life?
"No, / have sweeter revenge. ]
have saved the life of man whose brut.
al conduct has ranked in my breast fol
the last twenty years. Go, then, ano
remember the tears of q friendless
child"
The man bowed his head in shame
and went from the presence Of magnan.
unity, as grand to him as it was incom-
nrehanSible
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Advice to the Rising Generation.

Boys, do you wish to make your mark
in the world? Do you wish to be men !?
Then observe the following rules:
Hold integrity sacred.
Observe good manners.
Endure trials patiently.
Be prompt in all things.
Make few acquaintances.
Yield not to dscouragements.
Dare to do right; fear to do wrong.
Watch carefully over your passions.
Fight life's battle brayely, manfully.
Consider well, then decide positively.
Sacrifice money rather than principle.
Use all your leisure time for improve
ment.
Attend carefully to the details Of your
business.
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A Thrilling Moment.

A thrilling moment was that in
which several excursionists saw huge
bowlder rolling down upon them.
The Carson (Nev.) Appeal
thus describes the. scene: The
party was from San Francisco, and
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Correct taste is always true to
nature; the "beautiful appearance Of
the earth and heavens. - the regular
change of the seasons, the succession
Of day and night, fill the heart of him
who is influenced by it with rapture.
The nearer works of art approach the
perfection Of nature, the more
consonant they are with good taste, and
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Father (who is always trying to teach
his son how to act while at table,
s'Well. John. you see that when have
finished eating I always leave the
table," John-"Yes sir, and that is
about all you do leave.''
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round about congregated in the old
school-house, each one waiting on the
door-steps, when the exercises were
over, to whisper, "May I see you
home?" Ia rosy maidens' ears, Phebe
clung to the skirts of some sober mar
ried female for protection, and insisted
on going home in her shadow. In
school-hours there was no opportunity
for love-making. Phebe was a model
scholar. She never missed in her les
sons-she neither whisperednorl laughed.
All the other girls were continually ask
ing questions of the master. They
hung round him at recess !; they law
ished upon him all sorts of coquettish
attentions but Phebe was never trou-
bled over her arithmetic, and never ap-
preached him from ole days end to an
other. So the days went on, and the
term was nearly ended. He had spoken
to Phebe's mother, and she had ex-
pressed her pleasure at receiving him as
son-in-law, but declared that she
"couldn't dew nothin' with the gal !;
she was headstrong, as well as bashful,
and, if she were to speak to her, it
would only make the unhappy matter
| worse"
It was clear, bright, winter morning.
| The clouds slept far aloft above the
highest b6ughs OF the forest through
which the schoolmaster passed on his
! way to school. An opening in the trees
| revealed the snow-covered peak of a dis
tant mountain which shone like beau
tiful star in the fair bosom of day. The
wind waited the spicy odor of the pines:
A brook, singing under its prison wall
| of ice, seemed like voice from fairy
land promising spring. The stiffness
surrounded one ike a dream. The
schoolmaster hung his head in deep
| thought. He must speak to Phebe. All
| his subtle plans to accomplish this end
had failed heretofore, and the time when
he should leave the place was nearing.
He had been trying to find some excuse
| to keep her after school for long time,
! in spite Of its being held great dis
grace by the older girls to endure this
punishment, though the boys and the
smaller girls we're often kept until near
! ly dark in the afternoon. But when was
Phebe known to miss alesson, or to COM
NIT mislemeanor Of any sort? "The
only thing I can resort, to is to keep her