Year: 1874

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When the doctor came and made some
examinations he found her left leg bro
ken in two places be a long time fore
she's round again Mrs. Stebbins, months
anyway-if she ever gets well twill
cripple her for life like as not, terrible
fall, it's that broken crock as done it
Something like sob choked Mrs. Steb-
bins, as she thought of what she had
said not an hour before, but indeed, /
did not really mean it, that anything
would turn up to keep her from going
to town to school


In the week that followed, when Et-
ta's life hung as it were on the tiniest
thread. when in the delirium of fever,
her child-the only one God had ever
entrusted to her care, would throw her
arm wildly around and cry ''Oh, moth
er, don't scold me So Mrs. Stebbins
had ample time to repent of that one i'm
perfection which certainly kept her from
"bein' ready for the other world" made
both her husband and child often very
miserable certain it is, they neither of
them ever heard her scold again, and
though September had gone, and winter
past away, and bright spring had come
before pale, lame girl, (although she
was rapidly getting over her lameness)
left the old farm for ''school in town."
she went with not only her fathers per-
mission but her mothers hearty sane
tion.-Kmasos Farmer


COMPLEX NATURE OF THE CHILDREN.
We talk of the simplicity of a child.
There is no such thing. Simplicity is
the last result Of character The child
is simple if that is to be without dis
guise But it dwells in multitude, is
very complex, has never analyzed its ma
ture or disentangled itself from its toy
I or nurse. 1t is peninsular part of the
main land of its kind an undivided lot,
an unredeemed territory, mass of in
clinations. life without object, as the
Latin writer describes it, taking up or
laying down without knowing why. 1t
has no divine filial consciousness. It is
a miniature of human ancestry. Many
progenitors, rolled up small with their
ambitions and appetites, lie asleep, or
just begin to stir, at the base of its brain.
It is not properly speaking young but
comes veteran upon the stage, a chip
of the old block, and shows features of
body and mind from before the flood.
Only as conscience and love and the Ho-
ly Ghost begin to work or play, it mod
ifies this inherited type, and becomes
personal, one with God, his servant and
son. What delusion to say we are by
nature the children of God The apos-
tie says we are by nature the children
of wrath. Only by the Spirit are we
children of God the Pharisees were
children of the devil. Swedenborg said
The oldest angels in heaven are the
youngest and I suppose we shall spend
our eternity finding it QUITO. Bartol





THE DOC BARRY.-There In the muse
um of Berne is an object which attracts
universal attention from visitors. 1t il
only the skin of rough, hairy dog
stuffed and set up so as to look as natu
raj as life. But that dog had history
His home was the convent of st. Ber
nard, away on the Alpine summit. There
in pleasant weather he was won't to rol
about and play IN the porch with hi
fellows, as jolly as any dog. But whel
the storms came on, and the rough wealth
er set in, Barry nerved himself for tn


serious business of life. With a littl
casket of meat and drink tied upon hi
neck, and warm blanket strapped OIL
his back, he sets out in search of los
travellers in those fearful passes. Neve
a fall of snow so heavy or fog so thicl
but Barry could find his way, and hi
keen scent could discover traveller at
great distance. If they were not too be


numbed to walk, the noble fellow re


freshed them with the food he brought


and gladly parted with his warm cloak
] and went bounding joyfully onward
show them the way. If they were fas
sinking into unconsciousness, he woul
warm them with his breath and tongue


pull at their clothes, and if all his e


forts to arouse them failed, he woul
dash off for other help. Forty poor war


derers owed their lives to noble Barry
Surely he had earned warm, comfort;


BILE home in the valley when his age {


service was over, and this honorabl
niche in the museum when his short lii
=, was ended. There he stands, with bo


tie and collar about his neck, as if read


TO start on his old mission. Some peop
/. live through a whole life and never a
: eomplish so much as this dog.


d Plutarch says !: 1.-The eyes of the he
2. are so formed and disposed of in ii
|, head, that it is always looking upon Il
/ lowest objects, and can in no mann'
y contemplate things elevated and loft
is 1t cannot look upward unless throw
E. back with its feet upward. Althoug
h this animal is addicted to the most di