Year: 1873

Unfinished Stiii.


A baby's boot, and skein of wool,


Faded, and soiled, and soft;


Odd things, you say, and no doubt you're right


Round ssaInan's neck this stormy night,
Up IN the yards aloft-


Most like it's folly but mate, look here
When frst went to sea-


A woman stood on the fSr-ol strand,
With wedding ring the small, soft hand
Which elung 80 close to me-


My wife, God bless herl The day before.


And the SUNLIGHT kissed her yellow hair,


Knitted baby's boot.


The voyage over came ashore;


What think you found there


grave the daisies had sprinkled white,
cottage empty and dark night,
And this beside the chair


The little boot, twas uuhnished STILL;


The tangled sketn lay near.


But the kaliter bad gone away forest,


with the babe asle p on hei suies breast,
Down IN the church-yard drear.


CasselFs Magazine


THERE is no girl on earth, whether
the daughter of prince or pauper, who,
if made a perfect mistress of all house
hold duties, and were thrown into a
community wholly unknown, would not
rise from one station to another, and
eventually become the mistress of her
own mansion, while multitudes of
young women placed in positions of
ease, elegance and affuence, but being
untitled to fill them, viii as certainly
descend from one round of the ladder
to another, until at the close of life
they are found where the really compe-
tent started from. Mothers of Ameri-
ca, if you wish to rid your own and
your children's households of the de-
stroying locusts which infests yoar
house and eat up your substance, take
pride in educating your daughters to
be perfect mistress of every home
duty then if you leave them without a
dollar, be assured they viii never lack
warm garment, a bounteous meal, or
cozy roof, nor fail of the respect of
any one who knows them.-E1.


INFLUENCE OF A HAPPY CHnDHooD.-
The recollections of thoroughly happy
childhood (other advantages not want
ng) are the best preparation, moral an d
intellectual, with which to encounter
the duties and cares of real life. A
sunshinny childhood is an auspicious
inheritance, with which, as a fund, to
commence trading In practical wisdom
and active goodness. It is a great thing
only to have known by experience, that
tranquil, temperate felicity is actually
attainable on earth and we should
think so, if we knew how many have
pursued a reckless course, because, or
chiefly because, they early learned to
think of happiness asa chimera, and be-
lieYed momentary qualifications to be
the only substitute placed within the
reach of man. Practical happiness is
much, oftener wantonly thrown away,
than really snatched from us but it is
the most likely to be pursued, over
taken and husbanded, by those who
already and during some considerable
period of their lives have been happy.
To have known nothing but misery is
the most portentous condition under
which human nature can start on its.
Isaac Taylor.


LADIES whose hands perspire freely
consult comfort and economy by wear
ing during the warm months Hsle-thread
gloves. These are now made like kid
gloves, with long wrists, fastened by
two or three buttons, and are stitched
on the back in lines of self-colored silk.
Pale gray, pearl, drab and brownish
buff are the best colors for summer
wear. White thread gloves are not so
popular as they formerly we're. Eng
hsh. thread gloves are fashioned with
four seams in the fingers, precisely as
kid gloves are, and cost eighty cents for
those with three buttons, seventy cents
for two-button gloves, while those with
an elastic thread and only one button
are bought for sixty cents. French Isle
thread gloves fit admirably, and have
but one seam woven in each finger.
They are shown in dark colors, black
and white, fastened by three buttons,
for one dollar and ten cents, with two
buttons for one dollar and with one
button for ninety cents. These black
thread gloves are suitable for lneurn-
ing, and a grateful relief from the
warmth of black kid The Neapolitan
gloves, of mixed silk and linen, are in
grisaille colors, appropriate for half
mourning. They are cool, and so soft
that they do not have the disagreeable
creeping effect produced by more wiry-
fabric gloves. With double buttons at
the wrist, they cost seventy cents.


THE GRrEFs OF CHn.DBooD. These
bitter sorrows of childhood when sor-
row is all new and strange, when hope
has not yet got wings to fly beyond the
days and weeks, and the space from
summer to summer seems measureless.
" All, my child, you viii have real trou-
bles TO fret about by and by, is the
consolation we have almost all off US
had administered to ms in our child
hood, and have repeated to other chill
dren, since we have been grown up.
We have all Of us sobbed 50 piteously,
standing with tiny bare legs above our
little socks, when we lost sight of our
mother or nurse in some strange place
uub We SeAA sAN AaLE~A ANNf-At Wv lux
nancy Of that moment aud weep over i
as we do over the remembered sufferings
of five or ten years ago. Every one of
those keen moments has left its trace,
and lives in as still. but such traces. have
blent themselves irree0vsrably With the
frmer texture OF. our youth and man
hood; and so it comes that we can look
on at the troubles Of our children with
a smiling disbelief In the reality Of
their pain. Is there any one who can
recover the experience Of his childhood,
not merely OF what he dad and what
happened to him, of Whist he liked and
/ disliked when he was in frock and trou-
sers, but with an intimate penetration,
a revived consciousness Of what be felt
then, when it was 50 long from one
midsummer to another3 what he fel.
when his school-felloWH put him out Of
/ their game because he would pitch the