, 1881-01-02
PERSONALS.

1T is better to have loved and lost than to
have to get up at 5 O'Clock every morning and
start fire for hers. j. INeIen-
The recent severe weather was unprece-
dented. In some parts Of tho country it is be-
neved to have been colder than Il wonans foot
In recent Interview Christine. Nilsson
heartily approved the plan of government under
which this country is run. This IL very kind of
Christine.
y Minnie MYRTLE" Joaquin Miller's first
wife, is married to d painter at Portland,
Ore, and Is in omfortabie circumstances and
poor health. -
During concert atsLittIe Falls N. T., re-
Gently. Remenyi, the vlolinist, stopped p1nying
to rebuke late conner, who walked through the
hall with squeaking boots. Some people cannot
bear opposition.
Who is it so pretty
That she can't be named, -
And who SO naughty, naughty,
She should be ashamed;
Who is it has hundred beaux2
4 little, wicked sprite
OF torment and delight
She knows-she knows
Who Is 1t that does hy me
Fleesly as fawn-
p First lures me to pursuing,
Then is instant gone:
Who changes every wind that blows?
A, fckie, eltln creature
OF Grazing form aud feature
She kuows-she knows
From "Manhattan Ba@luds,' by John Kelly.
The announcement Of the engagement of
Goyernor-elect Porter, Of Indiana, took all his
friends BY surprise Mr.. Porter Isl coy wilower,
and though fond OF the society Of ladies' yet is ex-
tremely cautious not to pay marked attention
to any The lady he Is to we'd on the 5th Of jan
uary is Miss Stone, of Pennsylvania. She is
sweet, demurc-looking maiden lady, with gray
hair. She spent the winter In Washington two
years ago, visiting the family Of Judge Scofeid,
Register of the Treasury Miss Annie Porter,
the Judges daughter, spent last SUMMER at
Chauta,,Qua with Miss Stone. The engagement
has been very short-a little over two weeks.
The wedding Is to take place in New York, at
the home Of q friend of Miss Stone.
The sun shone brightly on the snow-cov-
cred streets over which the blooded courser5 OF
the rich swiftly drew the gayiy capnrisoned
music with which to usher In the new year.
But in spite of the cheerful aspect OF things
the keen wind swept saragely down the long
posed to its fury. On Il prominent corner stood
a little boy whose blue lips and equally cerulean
nose told all too plainly how he suffered from
I Let Us leave him there ter week. .
"wihy, Mabel, You are angryi"
person whom she addressed was her daughter. ii
tolden-haired. ss1nhy,taced girl Of twenty sum n
happy heart within.
Her liver WAS also 1rst-class. .-..
Small wonder, then, that her mother was sur
:priscd to find her weeping on the bright New
Years Day, when everything, including i'm ecru
silk dress that her father had plundereu his
creditors get for her, was suggestive OF hap
Mamma said the girl, while the not tears
blinded her eyes and washed the fresco from
her nose. ~ have always tried to be a good
how nv heart Dceds as think that to-day, sur
rounded as am by all thnt credit can purchase,
my dear, dear parents are wrecktng the lives or
them the wine-cup in which turks the hydra
headed demon of intemperance, reaay to en-
yelop them in It's deadly embrace : and carry them
headlouF down the road to ruin-
Mabel had learned this out Of a book the
night before, and somewhat staggered the old
lady BY her eIoquencc:l .,, uDo +o,a
me last night that he could never marry one
who would countcnanee by word or action TIE
woman who offered with her dainty hand THO
poisoning drali1M that has sent So nlnny souls
out into the desolnte darkness Of al intenl-
perate life aud wrecked countless happy homes
and lives, was more guilty than the soul-seured
bartender who traf1icked In human happiness
You know how love him. lima mamma,"-ana ~ M the t,e
rnatron, while il wistful, pleading look swept
across the fair face.
- Drat that dodrotted dry-goods clerk" NUT
tered the mother; but presently she said: Be
it Us you Will, daughter; no vine shall be served
to-day"
twas four hours later. a carriage stopped
before the house, and Mabel, who was watching
from behind the p'lrlor curtains, saw descending
from it Percy Muthatton whose promised bride
She was. With glad cry she ran to tho door to
welcome him. When it was opened, Percy
lurchcd forward md said:
"Hap Newyr, Mabel"
sWny, Percy" responded the girl, "you are
ILL.,"
Notmuch; I'm fu}ler'n tick. and don't let
it escnpe yourtncmory."
Shall We pursue the painful subject any
further?
From Christmas Carols,' Dy 3furdt Halst<ad.