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Year: 1877

We have frequently met the follow
ing beautiful sentiment in print without
the proper credit. 1t is one of Bu}wer's
most beautiful emanation, and, if our
memory serves correctly, it is to be
found in the thrilling novel of Eugene
Aram.


1T cannot be that earth is mans only
abiding place. 1t cannot be that our
life is bubble, cast up by the ocean of
eternity to float for a moment, then
sink into nothingness. Else why is it
that the glorious aspirations which leaps
like angels from the temple of our
hearts, are forever wandering about un-
satisfied? Why is it that the rainbow
and the cloud come over MS with beau
ty that is not of earth, then pass off and
ness? Why is it that the stars who hold
their festival around the midnight
throne are set so far above the grasp of
limited faculties, forever mocking US
with their unapprOachable glory? And,
finally, why is it that bright forms of
human beauty are presented to our view
but for a moment and then taken from
us, leaving the thousand streams of our
affection TO flow back in alpine torrents
upon our hearts? We are born for
higher destiny than that of earth, there
is a realm where the rainbow never
fades-where the stars viii spread out
before us, like islands that slumber on
the ocean, and where the beautiful be-
ings that pass before us like shadows
will stay in our presence forever.
Year: 1877

1t lies there alone +; it is rusty and faded,


With patch on the elbow, hole in the side;
But think Of the brave boy who wore it and ever
Look on il with pleasure and touch it with pride
/ A history clngs to it q; over and over,
We see proud youth hurried of to the fray,
\ With his form Ike an oak, and his eye like the


How gallant he road in the ranks of ''the Gray -
1t is rough it is worn it is tattered in places,
But I love 1t the more for the story it bears:
A story of courage in struggle with sorrows,


And heart that bore braYey its burdens of cares.
It Is ragged and rusty, but all ! it was shining
In the silkiest sheen when he wore it away,
morning,


When he sprang to his place in the ranks OF ''the


Gray


There's rip in the sleeve, and the collar is tar
The buttons all gone with their glitter and gold
'Tis thing Of he pass, and we reYereutly lay it


Away with the treasures and relics Of old;
As the gifts Of love, solemn, sweet and unspoken
Are cherished as leaves from long vanished day
We viii keep the old jacket for sake the loved one
Who rode in the van in the ranks of 1.-THE Gray"
Shot through with bullet-right here in the shouI-
Aud down there the pocket is spIintered and


sOiled,


All more-see, the lining is stained and disoolored!
Yes-bloc=i-drOps the texture have stifened and


spoiled.


It came when he rode at the head of the column,
Charging down in the battle deadliest day,
When squadrOns Of foemen were broken asunder,
And Victory rode with the ranks Of ''the Gray"
It's memry i weetuess and sorrow cOInIningled,
To me 1t is preciOus-mOre precious than gold
IN the rent and the snOt-holes volume Is written,
In the stains on the lining is agony told
That was ten years ago, when, in lfes sunny morn


ing,


He rode with his comrades down into the fray,
And the old coat he wore, and the good sword he


welded
We're all that came back from the ranks of ''the


Gray"
And it lies there alone; 1 viii reverence it ever,
The patch in the elbow, the hole in the side,
For gaanter heart never breathed than the love-


ed one,
Who wore it in honor and soldiery pride.
Let brush of the dust from its tatters and


uish,
Let me fold it up closely and lay it away
It is al that is left Of the loved and the lost one
Who fought for the Rights in the ranks of ''the /


Gray"
Year: 1877

A wealthy, middle-aged and jealous
Englishman at Oakland, Cal, according
to an exchange newspaper, has found
that he didn't take the right way to
trap his pretty young wife In the
orthodox fashion he told her he was 60
ing to Sacramento for a week; but he
came back the second day, crept into
the library, and after much difficulty
encased himself in one Of several coats
Of mail fastened to the floor, where he
patiently awaited the false wife's gay
lover. Darkness came-9 o'clOck-mid-
night; and not even the wife appeared.
The old gentleman grew tired, fell
asleep, and unfortunately snored. This
frightened the butler, who came down
stairs, gun in hand, to meet the robbers


The jealous husband was dreaming,
when a handful of quail shot took him
in the breast plate, and, amid his ter
ritied shrieks, the butler promptly put
the other load into the pier glass, under
the impression that another burglar was
dra wing a bead on him. After the
whole neighborhosd was aroused the
mistake was discovered, and the batter
ed party extracted by the aid of black
smith, and, amid the smokers of the
assembly, the chagrined man crawled
upstairs to his bedroom A small note
was sticking on the pincoushion. His
wife had elOped the morning before!
Year: 1877

A good old cOlored man named Uncle
Jim set himself up phrenOlogist and
a woodward avenue barber was his first
subject He placed the barber on a
chair, felt his head for long time and
then remarked:


William you is too sanguine. When
you lend nonney you expect it back.
You are bilious; You want to be hon
est; but you wasn't hopeful. you is bow
ed down with grief most of the time;
you has an ear for music; you has de
worst foot OH Kentucky street; you is de
right sort of a man to wheel ceal down
hill for big wages


William rose up, pitched Uncle Jim
over the stove and under the bed, and
split pannel Of the door as he went
out.


The aged phrenoIogist was at the city
hall last evening to get advice from the
police and when advised to 60 out of
the trade or profession, as the case may
be, he replied:


Seems like l shall have to, I'ze get
ting too old to be frown over cook
stoves.
Year: 1877

We recently read a sad letter from an
ambitious young man. He had been
unfortunate in some respects, but life
lay before him, and he was ambitious;
he experienced, however, double mis-
fortune in this world, in which there is
so much to do, from not knowing how
to do anything My father, he wrote,
did not think it worth while for nee to
learn any trade or business. He had
been thrown on his own resources, and,
although now man in statute and years,
he was a mere infant in his capacity to
earn a living. How awkward What a
misfortune! Yet such cases frequently
come under our observation; and they
lead us to look upon the culpability as
very great, of any parent who brings up
a son without having him practically
and thoroughly instructed in some way
Of earning an honest living. Every man
should have some professisn or trade;
should know how to do something.
Then, whether he steadfastly pursucs it
or not, he has at least an occupation to
which, in an emergency, he may resort,
for the support Of himself and others who
may be dependent upon him. A practi
cal know-nothing is greatly to be pitied
in this practical WORLDLY J, Ledger.
Year: 1877

~ Hayes has been seized with


such an extraordinary mania for
shaking hands with people since he
became Fraudulent President that
he solicits everybody to shake hands
with him. He seems to be afraid
that they will forget to do it, or that
they will dislike to do it, or that
they will somehow fail to do it.
Even before he left Columbus for
Washington he asked a crowd of
people whom he addressed to par
take of the pleasure of shaking hands
with him. On his way there, accor-
ding to the Times reporters, he shook
the hands ofeverybody within reach,
Upon arriving in Washington, he
began to look cut for hands that he
could shake. The mania grows up
on him. Yesterday the Philadelphia
State Fencibles visited him at the
White House. and as soon as Kel-
ley had delivered his speech of in
PRODUCTION, Hayes stepped up to the
Fencibles, declared that he would
be glad TO shake hands with every
man of them, and proceeded to do
it. He then shook hands with all
the members of the band, and upon
being told that there were many
other people present who desired to
shake hands with him, he shook
hands with them.
Year: 1877

For ladies, striped stockings are on
the wane, those of solid color only being
considered in good taste Scarlet stock
ings are especially admired, particularly
for wear with slack dresses. New en-
broidered stockings have masses of
flowers worked in silk upon the portion
of the foot left exposed by the slipper,
and running we'll up the front and sides
of the ankle. New absurdity in hosiery
is black silk stocking embroidered in
gold. Besides being very expensive
(they cost from $40 to $50 a pair) they
of course, will not wash, and, as the
gold threads tarnish with wear, they
are not a 10y forever" though very
beautiful. Ladies who value their health
are advised to wear beneath these bright
hughed stockings pair of thin smooth
fitting white ones, as the dyes are in
furious, many contrary opinions not
withstanding -Neao York Letter.
Year: 1877

The Troy Times on Monday gives the
following case Of criminal carelessness
on the part Of Il woman: At masquerade
party which was given at the residence
Of a family named Stantield, in Port
Schuyler, a youug lady from South Troy
was among the maskers. The time com
ing for the participants to unmask, the
young lady in questions made some OBJ
jections to so doing but rs complied
with the order was insisted upon, she re-
moved the mask from her face, when it
was seen that she was just recovering
from an attack of the small pox. Since
the ball the smallpox has been widely
scattered over West Troy and Port
Schuyler, and no less than forty per-
sons are now suffering from this most
loathsOme disease. The residents of the
locality are greatly agitated over the
matter, and much indignation is felt to-
ward the person who cauld thus know
ingly carry a contagious disease into a
public assembly.
Year: 1877

Life is mainly upon trifes A pin
hole will in time sink a ship. A small
saving per day or week will speedily
amount to a large sum. An extra pro
ducticn of small things, as an extra egg
per day or week, a good hill of corn in
each row, a hushel Of wheat, or corn, or
potatoes extra will, in the course of
years, make one comfortably rich, or
what may be better, will buy many con-
venient or useful things as one goes
along, and such extra production is ca
silly secured by trihing thought, care, or
labor To illustrate what the aoeeEzy
saving, or the extra production will
amount in a single gear, we select a fol-
lowing common items
Year: 1877

How many take wrong view of life
and waste their energies and destroy
their nervous system in endeavoring to
accumulate wealth without thinking of
the present happiness they are throwing
away. 1t is not wealth or high position
which makes man happy Many of the
most wretched beings on earth have
both; but is a radiant, seunny spirit,
which knows how to bear their little
trials and enjoy their little comforts, and
thus extract happiness from every Incl
dent in life.
Year: 1877

The bud may wither on the stem,


The flower will fade away,
But pure and true parental love


Shall never know decay.
With tender feeble infancy


Its crystal springs are born
And all thrO'. life mid storm or calm,
1t knows no waning morn.
Of earth you may find other friends
To bless and comfort you,
But never can find one beside


So faithful or se true.
Then should you cherish we'll this gilt,
Purest that heaven has given,
Protect it with sacred pride


Down unto life'S last even.
Year: 1877

Two politicians were discussing the
merits of a third, when one of them
wound up the conversation by saying:
eyes, that man had rather lie on ninety
days time than tell the truth for cash.
Year: 1877

Put away his little poem;


Us to publish do not ask it;
Fame thro' us shall never know him


He has climbed the golden basket.


Gone to meet the communication writ
ten on both sides of the paper.
Year: 1877

The question as to how far the brain exercises an influence on the motion of animals, has been engaging scientific men for years. Dr. Broca was among the first to investigate the subject. He proved that. when man was deprived of the faculty of speech by stroke of apoplexy, there invariably existed a lesion at the very same spot in the brain -viz., in the anterior region, and on the posterior side of the third frontal circumvOlution, to the left. Hence the conclusion that this was the seat of the faculty of speech of Man, and thus one was led to conceive special place for every intellectual action. Fritz Hitzig, Terrier, Carville, aud Duret-the most prominent among those who have treated the question-Operate as fol- lows: They take off part of the skull of dog, then apply electric wires to different parts of the brain thus laid bare, and watch the motions produced. Certain points cause none; so that it is not the whole brain that acts on the muscular system, but only special

 

 points. Terrier operated on monkeys in the presence of the London Royal Society. According as he touched vari- ous parts of the cerebrum, the ape would shake his fist at the public, raise or stretch leg, or cut faces. It was shown that in the monkey the centre of motion of the tongue answered exactly to that which the faculty of speech per tains in Man. From all this follows that the surgeon may now know pre- cisely that point of the skull at which to apply the trepan. Thus, not long ago, man was brought into the hospi- tai at St. Antoine. He had received a blow on the left temple, and, coming to himself again, could only speak with difficulty, and then he would call a.fork an umbrella, lamp a hat, and so on. Moreover, his right arm was half par alysed. The surgeon at once knew what he had to do. He applied the trepar to the proper spot, and hit upon piece of bone that compressed the brain. This splinter was removed, and the patient at once recovered the use of his righ' arm. A few days later his tongue wa, freed from all impeachment, and he lief the hospital perfectly well.
Year: 1877

Ladies seldom take up intellect as a

 habit of life very early in their career.

 Their girlhOod has, up to the present enlightened decade, been passed even as the girlhood of the most frivolous sis ter. They have never had their time to themselves, but in the nursery, school room and drawing room have been for ced in the prim paths laid down by

 early governesses. French grammar,

 the piano, Mrs. Markham's England,

 and a comparative study of the mountain heights of South America do not awaken, 7, arouse and study original thought. A woman has gone through her early years and had her round of dances, tlirtations,

 country visits and proposals before she

 had a chance of discovering that she,

 too, has a mind and would like to read history, or philosophy, or mathematics, as the case may be. By the time the

 freedom has also probably been won.

 The desp0tism of father or of broth CTS has been fought down, and only ancient aunts from a country town fire the distant and random gun of remon- strance, and wonder what Matilda will do next. Matilda, feeling that her time is short, makes progress with desperate energy, and her whole being is absorb ed in her new pursuits. Nothing can be more disagreeable to the old friends of the intellectual woman. They soon notice that she takes no interest in their oh Th come and bOnnets. What the intellect ual woman loses in their esteem she does not gain in that of men interested in the same pursuits as herself. This is not because they are jealous, as is fondly supposed, but because when they meet the opposite sex they wish ''to forget their barren knowledge awhile." They have hundred other interests, which came to them in their youth. Cuni- form inscriptions, the Popes of Renais- sance, chemistry or Greek, or poetry or novels are the business of their work ing hours, and intellectual hygiene demands that they shall sometimes for get them. But to forget them in the presence of the intellectual woman is to insult her bitterly and to ''think her not worth talking to-" Very few ladies attain Miss Martineau's pretended dis like of "shop." In her sublime conceit that worthy woman posed as a mistress of her subjects, and she was only vexed when young barristers, mere amateurs, tried to draw her out about education and the gratifying diminution of crime. She soon let them know that she was not as other intellectual women, though it is not, even now, possible to guess how her neighbor at dinner was to ap- prOach her in conversation. The ma jority of her sisterhood still terrify the weary by their zeal in season and out ot season. This ardor of the convert is perfectly natural and excusable; but il answers to the ink stains on the fingers
Year: 1877

Then the delight of "picking" the wild berries! It is one of the fragrant memories of boyhood. Indeed, for boy or man. to go a-berrying in a certain pastoral country l know of, where passer-by along the highway is often regaled by breeze loaded with the per- fume of the o'er ripe fruit, is to get nearer to June than by almost any course 1 know of. Your errand is so private and confidential! You stoop low. You part away the grass and the daisies, and would lay bare the inmost secrets of the meadow. Everthing is yet tender and succulent; the very air is bright and new; the warm breath of the meadow comes up in your face; to your knees you are in a sea of daisies and clover; from your knees up you are in sea of solar light and warmth. Now you are prostrate like swimmer, or like surf bather reaching for peb- bles or shells, the white and green spray breaks above you; then like a devotee before shrine, or naming his beads, your rosary strung with luscious berries; anon you are a grazing Ne buchadnezzar, or an artist taking an in- verted view of the landscape.

 The birds are alarmed by your close scrutiny of their domain. They hardly know whether to sing or to cry, and do a little of both. The bobolink follows you and circles above and in advance of you, and is ready to give you tri. umphal exit from the field, if you will only depart.

 "Ye boys that gather flowers and straw Lo, hid W thin the grass, an adder lies,"

 Warton makes Virgil sing; but there is no serpent here-at worst, only { bumble-bee's or yellow jackets nest You soon find out the spring in thu corner of the field under the beeche1 tree. While you wipe your brow ant thank the Lord for spring water, yo, glance at the initials in the bark, som of them so old that they seem runic ant legendary. You find out, also, hoy gregarious the strawberry is that tn different varieties exist in little colonie about the field. When you strike tn outskirts of one of these plantations how quickly you work toward the cen tre of it, and then from the centre out then circumnavigate it, and follow IL all it's branchings and windings! =

 Scribner.
Year: 1877

Many man is rich without money. Thousands of men with nothing in their pockets are rich. A man born with a good sound constitution, good stomach, good heart and good limbs, and a pretty good head piece is rich. Good bones are better than gold, tough mus cles than silver, and nerves that flash fire and carry energy to every function are better than houses and lands. It is better than landed estate to have the right kind of father and mother. Good breeds and bad breeds exist among men as really as among herbs and horses. Education may do much to check evil tendencies or to develop good ones; but it is great thing to inherit the right proportion of faculties to start with. The man is rich who has good disposi- tion-who is naturally kind, patient, cheerful, hopeful, and who has flavor of wit and fun in his composition.
Year: 1877

How old are you?" A child whose eyes Still hold some hint of heavens far skies, Some memory of the life they knew Ere earth-life dawned upon their view, Climbs up into my lap to say,

 "How old are you ?" this winter day. Dear child, how can answer you, And make my answer seem most true For if count my life by years, And not by sorrow and by tears, Then am not 80 old to-day

 AS some whose youth has slipped away. But, child, if should count my life By sorrow and by bitter strife,

 By tears that fell when dear ones died, By pain and loss and love denied, Oh, child with hair like mornings gold Then have grown so old-se old
Year: 1877

It is not always pleasant to have ones wife receive the playful little notes ad- dressed to pretty young ladies-even if those young ladies do happen to be book agents. At least certain up- town gentleman had an experience the other day which led him to come to that conclusion, and from that experi- ence he emerged sadder and a wiser man. The attractive young lady who solicits for "Battles for the Union," is, no doubt, captivating, but that is no reason why George" should want to go and ride with her. To-day was to have been the happy occasion if only she had been willing. This is the note he sent her:

 "win you meet me Sunday and take drive in the country? and will ever be your friend.

 GEORGE"

 When the book agent received it she had little fit of indignation and tore the note to pieces, but on second thought she pasted it together again and enclosed it in letter to Mrs. George. She addressed that lady few lines saying that as she was not in the habit of riding out with strangers she would vacate her seat in the carriage in the wife's favor, and in conclusion she hoped they would have pleasant drive and that George" would ever prove her friend.

 Since the morning that letter was re- ceived, the surveyor has gone to his office on F- street looking uncom' monly sober.

 "Battles for the Union" is a gooG book, but one need not ask it's lady agents out to ride in order to show ones appreciation of it.-Butalo .Sunda! Ne,cs.
Year: 1877

ITALIAN CREAM.-Set a quart of milk, sweetened with white sugar, on the fire to boil; break the whites of six eggs into one bowl and the yolks into an other; beat up the whites to 8 high froth, and as soon as the milk boils take with tish-knife large flakes and lay them lightly on the boiling milk.- After letting them boil few minutes, repeat the operation with the remainder of the whites, and pile it high in the centre of glass dish. Make a custard of the yolks and milk, and pour around the whites. Touch the top flakes with cochineal essence.
Year: 1877

Fees IN CUPs.-Place cups in drip ping pan of boiling water, and place on fire, where the water will keep boiling in each cup put lump of butter the size of hickory nut, and let it become very hot; then put in, carefully, one egg in each cup. It is best to break each egg in a dessert saucer first. When cooked, serve on thin buttered toast.
Year: 1877

To MAKE an old-fashioned lemon pie, to the juice of one lemon add half a cupful of sugar and half cupful of nice molasses. While the sugar is dis solving, chop the remainder of the lemon (after removing part of the yellow rind) very fine. Add to it the juice {; cover very large baking plate with a good crust, pour in the mixture, shake over it about a tablespoonful of flour, cover with a short crust rolled pretty thick, and bake in very quick oven. You must stick the upper crust very carefully under the lower one, in order to save all the juice.
Year: 1877

CLEANING LACKERED GooDs. - Stir some flour into olive oil, and rub this over the lacker ware by means of a woolen cloth. This will remove ali dirt without damaging either the polish or the gliding which may be upon it.
Year: 1877

(WHICH is the most valuable-ex- perience or instinct?" was the subject up for discussion at a country debating society recently. One member said experience teaches us to back up to a hot stove when we are cold, but when our cOat-tails catch fire instinct is boss.
Year: 1877

To WASH WINDows.-Have a pail partly filled with tepid water, throw in a teaspoonful of powdered borax, have one small chamois dipped into the borax water, to wash the windows, then with dry chamois rub the win dow dry and polish. In this way windows may be cleaned in very few moments. and not wet the carpets or tire the person.
Year: 1877

IT IS so WARM in some countries that the people are compelled to ride in wagons whose aXles are devoid of grease. The peculiar noise made by the wheels turning on the dry axles makes the riders blood run cold to hear it, and this is the only way they can spells.