Year: 1873

Opening his eyes widely, the Vzler asKed'
"Hcre in Bagdad?"


"Yes your own wife, I sent page to
ask her, in my name, whether she was hap
py." .,


"And what did she answer"


"She answered. OF course l am happy,
; my husband being OH journey"


DON'T FORGET THE OLD FOLKS.
: Let me say few words to children who
have gone out from their old homes, but who
have parents still. There is always liability,
when SONS and daughters have gone away
from the home of their childhood, and have
formed homes Of their own, gradually to lose
sight of old attachments and cease to pay
! those attentions to ther parents which were
50 easy and natural in the olden time.
New associations, new thoughts, new cares,
all come in, filling the mind and heart, and,
if special pains be not taken they crowd out
the old loves. This ought never to be. You
should remember that the change is with
you and not with those left behind. You
have everything new, everything that is at
tractive at present and bright in the future;
their hearts cling to the past they have most
in memory. When you went away you know
you knew not, and never will know till you
experience it, what it cost to give you up, nor
what vacancy you left behind. They have
not, if you have, any new loves to take the
place of the old. DO not, then, heartlessly
deprive them Of what you can still give OF at
tention and love.


Visit your parents Ifyou live in the same
place, let your step be, perhaps, daily, a tamil
lar one in the old home; if you are miles, yea,
many miles away make it your business to
visit them. In this matter do not regard
time nor expense the one is we'll spent and
the other will be fully, yea, hundredfold
repaid. When some day the word reaches
you, flashed over the telegraph, that father
or mother has gone, you will not think them
much, those hours of travel, which last bore
you to their side.


Write to your parents. have known
father and mother wait with sick hearts
through weary months, longing that some
word NIL ght reach them from an absent son.
They have watched the mails till in despair
they have ceased to expect any more, and
while they may not have the grief of a great
bereavment, they have what's almost rs bad,
the bitter consciousness that they are not III
mind enough even to call out few poor lines
from one whose infancy and early years they
watched with sleeples love. Sons are very
often guilty of this crime-I cannot call it
less-from sheer neg glect orindolence' While
an hour, perhaps few mements, would suthce
to write a letter which would give unspeaka-
BILE satisfaction, they let months and even
years slip away in utter Indifference to all the
pain they were causing. Oh, how full is a
many mothers heart Of sorrow and forebo-
ding, when Just few words from an absent
son would fill it with joy and praise Such
Indifference and neglect is shameful and wick
ed One need not wonder that sons that are
guilty Of it are not prospercd that they wait IN
vain for those turns of fortune which will send
them home, as they dream, to surprise the ola
neghborhood with their wealth. Their
thoughtlcssness has been productive only OF
disaster


Keep up your intercourse with father or
mother; do not deem it sufficient to write
when something important is to be told; do
not say, No news is good news" If it be
but few lines, write them write if it be only
to say II am well y if it be only to send sal
utation that says they are "dear," or the fare
we'll that tells you are "atfectionate" still.
The little messengers shall be like caskets
Of Jewels, and the tears that fall fondly over
them will be treasures for you. Say with
IL warm hearted son:


"rhe hills may tower the waves may rise,
And roll between my home and me;


Yet shall my qucnchlcss memories


Turn with undying love to thee


In the passing of human life there frequent
ly comes time when mutual duties of child
and parent are reversed. Advancing years
bring childhood to one and the care Of the
childhood to the other TO the aged father
and mother the days of labor are over; the
work of life has been done. Now attentive
kindness becomes the duty of those who once
received it all themselves, while those are de-
pendent upon it who once gave it all. Now
the parent is the child and the child is the
parent The watchfulness and care Of many
years is to be repeated over again; only that
the giver then is the receiver now 10
true hearted child here is return Of love
which it is good to make There is deep
satisfaction in being able to repay by words
and looks the lavished love Of by-gone times.


How TO LEAD Cow-The Ames, Iowa,
MteNigencer has the following: Every wo-
man will tell you that man can be led easl
er by putting an arm around his neck than
by pulling his hair; but we never knew until
recently the reason you can't lead COW be-
hind a wagon is because she objects to having
her horns pulled. The other day red-shirt-
ed emigrant passed through here on his way to
Carroll county. His family and household
possessions we're in a covered wagon, to the
hind end Of which was fastened COW. Behind
her with sharp stick, walked the emigrant,
giving her smart welt occasionally when
She hung back. Every now and then she
would brace herself and stop the team, and
then in unclerical language he would beseech
her to go OH marking each forcible period
with a prod of the sharp stick. The poor
COW rolled her eyes, and lollcd her tongue.
The poor emigrant, too, was dusty and tired,
bnt his voice and stick didn't fail him. She
had suddenly halted the procession in front
of the post office, and was shaking her head
in reply to his earnest entreatics when man
called out to Red Shirt that he didn't under
stand COWS worth a cent"


"Wcl, what are you going to do about it !"
asked Red Shirt.


"Why, just take that rope off her horns,
and put it round her neck, and she'll lead as
quiet as lamb. If she don't I'll follow her
u mile myself"


The rope was changed to her neck, and the
team started. The COW gave Il look Of sur
prise and walked along swell, that beats
ALL" said Red Shirt, and without word OF
thanks he mounted his wagon. The process
sioA moved slowly on toward Carroll county,
and the COW followed with countenance as