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Year: 1869

What another lecture? Yes, girls,
another lecture thought long ago that
| should have to read you long one about
miuding your mothers OF course you
know the divine command, Honor thy
father and thy mother, but very few obey
it. An uudutiful child is an odious character,
yet few young people feel The affection, and
show the respect and obedience to their
natural parents that are becoming, right
and beautiful. Did you ever sit and think
about the anguish your mother endured to
give you being? Did you ever recount the
days Of care and anxiety you cost her? Did
you ever try to measure the love that sus
tanned your infancy and guided your youth?
Did you ever think how much more you
owe your mother than you win be able to
pay? Ifso, did you look sour and cross when
she asked you to do anything? Did you
ever vex or disobey her? Ifyou did it is
sin of 10 common magnitude, and a shame
which should make your cheek tingle every
time you think Of it. 1t is a sin that will
be sure to bring its reward in this world |
never knew an undutiful daughter make a
happy wife and mother The feeling that
enables any one to be unkind to a mother
will make her who INDUCES it wretched for
life.


Ifyou should lose your mother, you can
little dream how the memory Of every un
kind look or undutiful word, every neglect
of her wishes, will haunt you | could
never tell how I sometimes feel in re
membering instances of neglect of my
mother; and yet, thanks to her care. l had
the name of being good child She told
ne, shortly before she died. that | had
never vexed her by any act of disobedience,
and would not resign the memory Of her
appreciation for the plaudits of a world,
even though | knew it was her love that
hid my faults and magni6ed what was good.
/ know many things I might have done to
add to her happiness and repay her care,
that did not do, but the grave has cut off
all opportunities of rectifying mistakes or
atoning for neglect Never lay up for your
self the memory of an unkindness to or ne
gleet Of your mother. If she is sick, how
can you possibly get tired of waiting on her?
How can you trust any one else to take your
place about her? No one could have filed
her place to your peevish infancy and
troublesome childhood When she is in her
usual health. remember she Is not so young
aud active as you are. Wait upon her. ii
she wants her knitting bring it to her, not
because she could not get it herself but to
show that you are thinking about her.
Learn to comb her hair for her sometimes.
1t viii make you love to be near her.
Year: 1869

Loose ideas on the subject Of business
will not answer It must be reduced to
something of a science To embark in
business without this preparatory knowl-
edge, is to set sail without port and with
ont an acquaintance with navigation, circum-
stances that insure shipwreck.


Be neither lavish nor niggardly; of the
two avoid the latter A mean man is
universally despised, but public fame is
stepping stone to preferment, therefore
generous feelings should be cultivated


Remember that self lfiDterest is more like
ly to warp your judgment than all other
circumstances combined; therefore look well
to your duty when your interest is con-
cerned.


The world estimates men by their success
in life, and by general consent success is
evidence Of superiority of a certain kind


Never, under any circumstances, assume
a responsibility you can avoid consistently
with your duty to yourself and others.


Base all your actions upon a principle of
right; preserve your integrity of character,
and, doing this, never reckon the cost.


Let your expenses be such as to leave
balance in your pocket Ready money is
friend in need.


Wine-drinking and smoking are bad
habits. They impair the mind and pocket,
and lead to a waste of time


Education pays an annual income for life
without expense for insurance, repairs, or
taxes


Never relate your misfortunes, and never
grieve over what you can not prevent.


Never make money at the expense Of
your reputation.
Year: 1869

For the Inquirer
LAY My BONES IN THE LAND or


PENN.
Oh lay my bones in the land Of Penn
That old historic State
That may die and be buried there
crave at the hand Of Fate
In some nook or corner Of the stone church
yard
Where the daisy and sweetbriaF grow
Where an angel mother hath hallowed the spot,
Oh, there lay me low lay me low


This boon I ask


oh this my prayer,


In the stone church yard


Lay me there, lay me there
| care not for stone to mark the spot.
Nor a mound TO rise Ger me-
Neither care for a slab carved name,
Let that forgotten be.
But let the grass grow green aud rank,
High o'er my slumberiug head,
When under the sward Of the Stone ean-eh
yard
You lay me when IN dead.


This boon ! ask


Oh this my prayer,


In the Stone-chuFch yard


Lay me there, lay me there
There the shadows deepen IN the twilight
gray,
And the dews so gently fall,
And the mountain hard by that old Stone
church
Keeps vigils over all
And the blue Juniaia' my own cherished
stream
By the church-yard placidly flows
Oh this is the place desire to sleep
Oh there let me sweetly repose.


This boon l ask


Oh this my prayer,


In the Stone church yard,


Lay me there lay me there
And the robin will come in the early light
And carol his morning song,
And late in the day viii the rug.dove coo,
And the thrush his strain prolong,
And the sweet.sceuted clover viii wal its
perfume,
And flowers their fragrance shed,
And the cricket will chirrpp for the sleeper
below
Down, down in his lowly bed


Oh this be my boon


Oh this is nay prayer,


10 the Stone.church yard,


Lay me there lay me there
Then back to the soil Of my own native Penn,
Give my body when die
In the Stone-ehurch yard near by the Bridge
Let me with my kindred lie,
Andthere will sleep that ''dreamless sleep, -
No more by tempest torn,
In the calm sweet rest of my narrow home
Til the resurrection morn.


This boon ] ask


OH this my prayer,


In the Stone church yard,


Lay me there lay me there


W. J. NJ.
Year: 1869

Bring her drink, fix her cap, pin on her
handkerchief, bring her shoes, get her
gloves, or do some other little things for
her. No matter how active and healthy
she may be, or how much she may love to
work, she viii love to have you do anything
that will show you are thinking of her.
How | should love now to get down on the
floor and put the stockings and shoes on my
mother dear, fat feet, or to stand half an
hour toying with her soft, brown hair
Girls, you do not know the value Of your
mother till you have lost her. Nobody
loves you, nobody will ever love you, as she
does. Do not be ungrateful for that love,
DO not repay it with coldness, or curse Of
coldness will rest upon you, which you can
never shake off Unloved aud unloying
you viii live and die, if you do not love to
honor your father and your mother.


One thing-never call either "old man.
or 'old woman. 1t is quite habit in
the country for young people to call their
parents thus Any aged person is an old
mau or old woman. There should be
something sacred, something peculiar in
the word that designates parent. The
tone Of voice 10 which they are addressed
should be afectionate and respectful. A
short, surly answer from child to a par
eat falls harshly on the car Of any person
who has any idea of filial duty Be sure,
girls, that you each win for yourself the
name Of a dutifuI daughter Letters to
CgmhN Girls.
Year: 1869

An eminent physician in Hearth and
Home contributes the following exquisite
article for the benefit of young mothers.
de says An intelligent young mother in
quiring some days since now she could best
preserve her child's linen clean and sweet
when changed frequently during the day
l directed her never to dry it by the fire,
but in the sun and open air if the weather
permitted.


You thus not only avoid saturating the
air Of your rooms with the volatile and
poisonous gases driven out of the linen, but
the sun : rays have powers of cleansing aud
disinfectiug which artificial heat has not,
and will purify and preserve the linen. She
followed my direction, out as too often the
practice, dried and aired it in the nursery
window. Her fastidious husband remon-
strated in vain against this unseemly expo
sure. Believing that if she saw her prac-
tice as others saw it, she would desist, he so
directed their afternoon walk as to bring the
nursery window into full view from a cen
trail part of the town.


Stopping abruptly, he pointed to the Of
Tending linen tapping couspicuously in the
breeze, and asked sarcastieally: My dear,
what is that displayed from our window ?"
"Why, she proudly replied, that is the
flag of our Unionl" Conquered by this
pungent retort, he saIuted the flag with a
swing of his hat, and pressing his wife's
arm closer within his own, said as they
walked homeward, And long may it wave
Year: 1869

The London Telegraph describes a new
steam carriage which seems destined to
play an important part. The first point
which would strike anybody who went TO
see it (says the Telegrolohl was this-that
here was railway carriage capable of
carrying sixty six passengers (the average
freight Of railway trains being th;rty-fye)
and eareering at the rate Of eighteen miles
an hour round small garden little more
than half an acre IN extent There might
have been another carriage to carry as many
more passengers added to the train, and the
whole train would have been carried round
the sharp curves of the small garden with
perfect ease. Now, 10 these days, when we
begin to work railways in the heart Of our
great towns, it is important to be able toal
just the wheels of a train 50 as to turn it on
a curve which has radius of only 80 feet:
nor is it less impotant to attain this object
in country places, where the nature of the
ground renders sharp turning necessary
turns which now are avoided by extensive
cutting, tunnelings aud yiaducts. Nearly
all visitors to Paris have been inrited to en-
joy fish dinner at Sceaux, and must have
observed there the clever, but complicated,
arrangement, by which the train arriving at
the station turns round in an exceedingly
narrow space. 1t is one of the curiosities of
railways. But according to the Fairlie
system. exhibited in a small garden attached
to the Hatchman iron works, the turn is
eoBtrived by very simple means-may be
made in a much smaller space than that
which the station at Seeaux fills, and Is
easily adapted to any ordinary railway sys-
TEN. In addition to this, By the adjustment
of weights on the different wheels. Mr.
Fairlie manages to get rid of an enormous
amount Of that dead weight which belongs
to all existing trains, which wears the rails
out very soon, and which adds prodigiously
to the expenses of every railway. He pro-
fesses, indeed, to have solved the problem
Of cheap railways-enabling US to have a
permanent way Of much lighter construction
than IS usual, and to provide for carriage
along it at very great saving Of cost.
Nothing but actual experience will prove
whether or not his anticipations are well
founded; but at least he seems to be on the
fair way to success; and by the exhibition of
the prowess of his engine and his carriage
last week, has established strong pre-
sumption in his favor.
Year: 1869

Whatever be your calling, be proud of it.
Are you shoemaker? Try to make better
shoe than any other man can make Yes,
whatever your trade or profession, excel in
it ifyou can. Bear in mind that any kind
of honest labor is honorable, but choose well.
I'm whate'er you sweat, indulge your
taste.


fyou like the free life and honest labor
of farmer, do not drag out long years in
the study of law or medicine, for that would
ouly be vanity and vezation of spirit,
but 60 Immediately to the farm, and in the
life you love enjoy that perfect peace Of
mind peculiar to every individual that feels
he is 10 his fort, doing what God designed
he should, and who viii never have to re-
alize that cold humiliating, aud sickebing
feeling, that his life has been failure


Suffer not that feeling to creep over You,
but be up aud doing. Look we'll to the
ways Of your footsteps Keep clean the
house of clay in which God has placed you
Touch not, taste not that which will corrupt
it. Go not to yo,4r grave composition,
one-third whiskey, one-third tobacco, and
the remaining third corruption, so filthy
that even the ghouls and ravenous worms
would scorn to touch you.


Be true to yourself Deal honestly and
plainly with your fellow-men Remember
that


"The pleasure is as great
Year: 1869

Some years ago (says the New Orleans
Pcayuae), a gentleman named Paul Escott
a resider of New Orleans, but formerly liy-
ing in France, lost his little son, lad of ten
years of age, from a vessel off the Canary
Islands 1t was night at the time, and al
though every possible exertion was made
to rescue the boy, yet they were unsuccess-
ful, and the little fellow was given up for
lost. Shortly afterward the family came to
New Orleans, and in time the grief of the
parents for the loss Of their son became only
a sorrow living in their memories. He was
dead, they thought, and grief could not
bring him back to life But he was not
dead He had got possession of one of the
planks thrown out to him, and although
missing his friends, was picked up the next
day by an English vessel In this ship he
made the voyage to China, and failing to
communicate with his family on his return.
continued in the employment of the vessel
for several years At last, learning the
whereabout of his family he reached this
city in quest of them few days since. The
joy which the appearance of one they had
long considered dead can, as the novehsts
says, be more easily imagined than described.
1t was like one risen from the grave, and
discloses a series of incidents as fruitful Of
romance as often engages the pen of the
novelist and essayist.
Year: 1869

TOBACCO AND Run MONEY. "A hard
working man returning from his day 5 labor,
with flower pot containing a brilliant
fuschia under his arm, was met By fellow
workman with "Good-day, but who at
the same time, made some light remark
about this propensity. They don't eat or
drink, bless EN-, was the reply of the
other, and it does me and my wife good TO
look at em." He made no futher remark as
his neighbor replaced his short black pipe
in his mouth. and passed on; but we in
ward!y said this was portion of his rum
and tobacco money. He had several
beautiful plants and choice chrcmos in his
house; and we knew that his love Of the
beautiful COS; him far less than his neigh
doris love of tobacco. Then his gain was
much the greatest The smoker would gain
hot, dry mouth, foul breath, yellow
teeth saIlow skin, full eyes, if be had not
drink. The other would gain the sweet
breath of the flower, and the cheering
presence Of the picture; and gladden. his
wife and children BY bringing them such
beautiful things instead of being wished
out of doors with his nasty tobacco smoke
and disgusting spittle He is not the richest
who makes the most money; but he who
makes what he has produce the most hap
piness, and cater to the most refined and
delicate tastes.
Year: 1869

II we knew the names OF those persons
who took the lead in setting out trees in our
city generations ago, we certainly would
make record OF them and hand them down
to posterity. They set noble examine
which has been followed by mans who came al
ter them, aud even now their influence is felt
by our citizens. At an early period OF the
history OF Portland somebody had fine tsste
TOR trees, aud we are happy to say that there
IS at the present time no great lack OF it.
we are certainly shead OF many other New
England cities in our love and taste for shade
trees. This is just as it should be, and we
trust all ouf owners of real estate will con-
tinue to follow the example OF the early iath-
ers, and plant trees on every available spot.


The French have strong attachment Tor
trees; at least we should judge so from the


fact there are row in "a is 14S,OOO shade
trees-pripcipally the Elr, Plum, Horse
Chestnut, Maple, Linden, Acacia and the
Ailanthus. Perhaps our city previous to the
Great Fire had as many as Paris has in pro-
Year: 1869

Any one who has a square piano
forte may, in a few minutes, prepare a
most interesting optical exhibition by
converting the top of the instrument
into Kaleidoscope, in the following
manner, says the American Artisan:


The front portion of the top of the
piano is turned back on its hinges
over the main portion to an angle of
sixty degrees or less, and supported
in that position by placing under its
edge book or other suitable prop !;
and the cloth cover is then placed
over the portion thrown back, in such
a manner as to close the opening be-
hind it. A triangular tube OF the
whole length of the piano is thus
formed, the portions of the top form
ing the bottom and front sides, and
the cloth cover forming the third or
rear side Of the tube. A small table
or any other convenient stand is
placed close to one end of the piano,
and two candles or small lamps are
placed upon it, one on each side of
the mouth of the tube. In such posi-
tons their lights are not visible
through the opposite end of the tube.


Any article having gay eolOTed
AA=UANo a pun ~ EuCl - u tltctt vi GtAi-
pet, a shawl, a quilt, a piece Of eOlOred
embroidery, or a bunch of bright
colOred ribbons, is held up to the light
in such a manner that they shine up
on that side of it which is toward the
tube, and is moved about in as great
variety of directions as possible /;
and a person looking through the
tube from the opposite end viii see an
almost infinite variety of beautiful fig
ures, such as are seen through an
ordinary kaleidoscope, only on a much
larger scale. The exhibition NAV be
amusingly varied by a person presen-
ting his face to the lights and moving
his head about and grimacing, or by
two or three persons moving their
hands and fingers at the ightened
end of the tube. Almost any article
or object moved about the hghtened
end OF the tube will produce an effect
which, if it be not positively beauti-
full, will, at least, be grotesque or
amusing.


1t might be supposed that only a
new polished piano would be suitable
for this exhibition, but even with an
instrument on which the polish has
lost much of its briIlianey. a very
beautiful exhibition may be obtained.


The entertainment may be enliven-
ed by the playing of the piano during
the exhibition, and moving the OBJ
ject in time with the music.
Year: 1869

Most people think the selection OF
suitable matter for a newspaper the
easiest part of the business. How
great an error. To look over and over
fifty exchange papers daily, from
which to select enough for one, espe-'
cially when the question is not what
shall, but what shall not be elected, is
no easy task. If every person who
reads a newspaper could have edited
it, we should have less complaining
Not unfrequently it is the case that
an editor looks over all exchange pa
pers for something interesting, and
can find absolutely nothing.


Every paper is drier than a cOntri-
button box, and yet something must
be had-his paper must be out with
something in ii, and he does the best
he can. To an editor who has the
least care in what he selects, the wri-
ting is the easiest part of his labor
Every subscriber thinks the paper is
printed for his own benefit, and if
there is nothing that suits him, 1t
must be stOpped-it is good for moth
ing. As many subscribers as an edi-
tor has, so many tastes he has to con-
suit.


One wants something very smart
and something sound. One likes an
ecdotes, fun and frolic, and the Hext
door neighbOr wonders that a man of
sense will put such stuff in his paper.
Something spicy comes out, and tie
editor is a blaekguard. Next comes
something argumentive, and the edi-
tor is a dull fool They never reflect
that what does not please them viii
please the next man; but they insist
that if the paper does not suit them,
it is good for nothing, and viii stop
it right of.
Year: 1869

In Lyons, in the mart of that French town.
Years since, a woman leading a fair child,
Crayed small aims Of one who walking
The thoroughfare, caught the child's glance


and smiled


To see behind its eyes a noble soul.
He paused, but found he had no com 10 dole
His guardian angel warned him not TO lose
This chance OF pearl to do another good;
So as he waited, sorry TO refuse


The asked-for penny, there aside he stood,
And with his hat held as by limb the nest,
He covered his kind face, and sang his best
The sky was blue above, and all the lane
OF commerce where the singer stood was


filled,


And many paused, and listening, paused
To hear the voice thatthro' and thro' them


thrilled.


That cry for pity woven In a song.
The singer stood between the beggars there,
Before a church, and overhead, the spire,
A slim perpetual finger in the air


Held toward heaven, land Of the heart S
As tho an angel, pointing up, had said.
"Yonder a crown awaits this singers head
The hat Of its stamped brood was emPtied
Into the woman's lap. who drenehed with


tears
Her kiss upon the hand of help. Twas noon,
And noon in her glad heart drove forth


her fears.
The singer pleased, passed on, and softly


thought


Men viii not know by whom this decd was


wrought"
But when at night he came upon the stage.
Cheer after cheer went up from that wide


throng,


And flowers rained on him. Naught could
asSuage


The tumult OF the welcome, save the song
That for the beggars he had sung that day
While standing in the city's busy way.
o, cramped and narrow Is the man who lives
Only for self, and pawns his years away
For gold, nor knows the joy good deed gives;
But feels his heart shrink slowly, day by


day,
And dies at last, his bond of fate outrun;
No high aim sought, no worthy action done.
But brimmed with molten brightness like


star,


And broad and open as the sea or sky,
The generous heart. Its kind deeds shine
And glow in gold in Gods great book on


high.
And he whodoes what good he can each day,
Makes smooth and green and strews with


Mowers bis way.


Henry ABBEY.