THE ADYEKTISEK.G. W. FA1RBR0THER & CO., Pcbushbes.

BROWNVTLLE, NEBRASKA

A MAN'S LIFE.

BT GEOKGE EDGAR MONTGOMEBY.

One song above all songs I sing,One song that breathes, of love and sprln-g- isA man's life Is a precious thing.

I know that we who live to-da- y

Are born to dream and die as they"Whose forms have wholly passed away;

That we, wuose hearts aie bold and stout,Are weak discoverers cast aboutAmid the windy seas of doubt.

The simple faith of other yearsIs muffled music to our ears,A voice of longing choked with tears.

For we have lost the holy traceOf God, the unknowable one, whose faceIs hidden in darkness for a space;

And many men are prone to swearThat God is but the soul's despair,A being as chostly as the air

Then out of passion and sweet breathShall come, whatever wudom saith,One everlasting night c death.

Alas! I know that sorrov dwellsWithin the soul as sounrt in bells,That hearts are often flu ning hells;

I know that bitter crime and lustAre part of our polluted dustThe damned arek indred to the just.

I know it all, and yet I singAs freely as a bird in springA man's life is a precious thing.

For though life darken and death be fleet,There is a heaven for hearts that meet,A heaven of passion wild and sweet;

And 6trong men feel a fierce delightIn hard brunt and toil of fight:They conquer nobly where they smite.

To live is to aspire, to hearThrough harsh, discordant cries the clearTrue voice of hope forever near;

To rise beyond the earth, to flud

Ethereal heights wherein the mindMay sweep and circle like the wind.

And oh I it is enough to be,To feel, and hear, and think, and see,

To know that it does dwell in me.

And there is rapture in the thoughtThat lam so divinely wroughtTime cannot make me wholly naught!

What thought I faint and peri6h, IHave that within 'me which is highAs God and infinite as the sky.

XOTED PEOPLE'S AGES.

An Interesting fclstof tho Ages of Fa-mous People

Tho proverbial characteristic of humanity is its curiosity regarding ages ofdifferent people. As this characteristicis not confined to any particular locality,it will no doubt be of interest to somereaders to glance over the followingparagraphs giving the ages of some ofour best known men and women. Pe-

ter Cooper celebrated his 90th birthdayon Saturday, and is the greatest andsublimest of all the working men thatAmerica ever produced. Foundei ofCooper Institute, and a public benefac-tor in other wa3Ts, he added to his mu-

nificent charitableness, gifts $100,000.He lives to do good and is probably oneof the most benevolent men the worldever produced. While Vanderbilt andGould steal from the people, and do nogoofirjrfi djiurjrtonev.lr hooper dis--mbut- es

his where it will do ueTno;tgood. Thurlow Weed is still chipper at84, and the emperor of Germany andGortschakoff are of the same age. Ban-croft, the historian, is still living at 81.Simon Cameron is 82; Victor Hugo is79; Charles Francis Adams is a livelyold patriarch at 78; Capt. John Ericson,of monitor fame, is still a close studentto inventions at the same age, andRalph Waldo Emerson, Charles Sum-

ner's, great friend, "is only 78. Thosewho have seen 74 years of ups anddowns are John G. Whittier, and Long-fellow, the poets, Garibaldi, andGen. "Joe1' Johnson. "Jeff"Davis is only 73, as are also

.Hamilton Fish and Baron LionelNathan de Rothschild, the head of thefamily. Hannibal Hamlin, who boaststhat he never wore an overcoat untilthis winter, is 72, as are also

of Navy Thompson, Tennyson.Oliver Wendell Holmes, Gladstone andBaron Haussman, who turned Paris in-

side out architecturally during the "Na-poleon Ring-- rule. or Sey-

mour has seen 71 years, so have also"Bob" Toombs, Ju.ge Jere Black, Car-

dinal McCloskey, a: 3 Darwin evolutedinto existence at the same age. Dis-

raeli and De Lessr s, of the Panamacanal scheme, are .ach 76 years old.Judah P. Benjamin the ex-reb- el secre-tary of navy, P. T. Barnum, JohnBright, Wendell Phillips, and Liszt, thepianist, have passed their "three scoreand ten." Admral Porter has passed69 summers, as have also Alexander H.Stephens, Octave Feuillet, author of the"Martha" and other famous operas.Henry Ward Beecher is 68, and so isAiDerc .Diersumu tuts uiai ot our lanuscapists. Bismarck and Wagner win.theorizes on the music of the future."Sammy" Tilden still cries "Fraud" at67, and Senator Christiancy, who wasyounf enough to get married two yearsago, glories in the same age. SenatorKernan, who retires from political lifeMarch 3, and N. P. Banks are each 65.Fred Douglass has seen 64 years of painand pleasure, and Jubal A. Early, therebel general, is of the same age.Those who glory at 63 are, SecretaryEvarts, W. H. Barnum,Boutwell, "Ben" Butler, Chas. A. Dana,Froude, the historian, and the emporerof Russia; Carl Schurz is 62, so is WadeHampton, Walt Whitman, John Ruskinand Cyrus W Field, of Atlantic cablefame. "Hendricks, Vice-Preside- nt Wheel-er, Generals Sherman, Devens andLongstrcet are 61. President Hayesand John Kelly are each 59. SecretarySherman has seen 58 years, also DanielSickles, General Key, Ben Hill of Georgia,General Grant, Colfax, Fremont, and F.O. C. Darley, the pioneer of the greatAmerican artists. General Hancock,Burnside, and Alexander Dumas haveeach seen 57 years. Dom Pedro is haleand hearty at 56, as are also SenatorLamar and General G. A. Gilmore.General McClellan is 55. Senator Bay-

ard and "Sunset" Cox are each 54.Jules Verne invents his literary wondersat 53. Senator Conkling rules the stateat 52, and Joe Jefferson is a good HipVan Winkle at the same age. SenatorBlaine, Gen. O. O. Howard, and Roche-for- t,

who ought to know better than todo as he does, are 50. Dr. I. L Hayes,of Arctic frme, is only 49. ProfessorFawcett, England's blind postmastergeneral, is 48. President-elec- t Garfieldand "Phil." Sheridan, are each 50.Theodore Tilton is 46, so isof WirMcCrary and Paul de Chaillu,who is in New xork now and thinks heis not too old- - to make another trip toAfrica. Gambetta and King Kalakauaare each 43. Stanley, the explorer, is41, and the colored Senator Bruce andand the prince of Wales, are young yet

.at 40.If I may take the liberty of peering

into the ages of some famous womenJet me tell you that Fanny Kembleis 72; the baroness Burdett Coutts,who was a spinster until she was mar-ried to Mr. Bartlett (only 39) is 69;Harriet Beecher Stowe is 68; Mrs. South- -

worth and Queen Victoria are each 62;Jenny Lind is 60, and so is Ristori;RosaBonheu, the famous painter, is 59; SaraJane Lippincott (Grace Greenwood) is58; the Eugenie and MissMulock are each 55; Mary AbigailDodge (Gail Hamilton), Harriett G.Hosmer, the sculptress, and Mary How-et- t,

the poetess, are each 61; Louisa M.Alcott is 58; Piccolonimi. the primadona, is 46; Mrs. Braddon is 44;"Ouida," otherwise Louisa de la Ramee,

a spinster at 41; Kate Bateman andClara Louisa Kelloerg are each 89; Christine Neilson and Adelaide Patti are 88,and Mme. Gerster is only 24. Amongthose ages buried in an awful obscurityare Mrs. Susan B. Anthony and "Dr."Mary Walker.

The Laws of Health by Right-livin- g.

Christian at Wori.There are laws of health, as evident

as the ten commandments, inscribedeverywhere around the homes of men,and if we ignore, neglect, or break them,it is at oui peril. The very poor arehedged in by stern circumstances, andare not able to command the conditionsunder which life thrives, yet the mor-tality which arises so fearfully amonginfant? is not confined to them. Physi-cians are often amazed and grieved atthe lack of knowledge about simplethings which is shown by people whoshould be intelligent and well-informe- d.

A child is taken violently ill, and thefirst question is, "What has it had toeat0" The mother can think of notn-in- g

indigestible, yet investigation re-

veals the fact that the little stomach hasbeen burned with the' same sort ot food,in the same Quantities, perhaps, thatgrown people have partaken of. It hasa full dinnei first, and for dessert pie orpudding, ice cream or lemonade. It hasbeen allowed to eat unripe fruit, richcake, nuts, or candy. Children are al-

ways running to ask for pennies, andindulgent parents think it churlish to refuse a penny; but there is nothing muchworse than eating trash indiscriminately between meals. Half the ordinarysickness in well-to-d- o families can betraced straight to over-eatin- g, injudi-cious eating, and miscellaneous eatingall day long. Precious little ones die,and die in agony and pain, whose livesmiht and would have been spared hadfathers and mothers refrained from cruelkindness and behaved with commonsense.

It often amazes the thoughtless thatthere should be so much midsummerillness in country towns, where the pureair has its free course, and where nosewers and drain-pipe- s ramify with theirvast network beneath thesurface. Some-

times a village is so situated that naturedrains it, and every thunder-stor- m andrain flood, carries away the dirt and re-

fuse, which might else breed destruction.This is not invariably so, and people,acting like idiots, throw out vegetablematter to decay in their back yards, al-

low impuritips to poison their wells andcisterns, have the dishwater pouredthree times a day out of the kitchenwindow, and then wonder whence comesdysentery and typhoid fever. Diph-theria carries off many lives, and so swiftand sudden is the scourge that smites,we think it the visitation of God. It isthe visitation of God, but neverthelessits source was the neglected cellar, theuntrapped sewer, the stagnant pool, thedeath-spo- t, wherever it was, whence thegerm of disease came, or where the mi-

asmatic gas was evolved, noxious andfatal. It is to our shame and disgracethat malaria has become a householdword, so that whoever droops, adult orchild, wo explain it airily by the con-

venient term. Such a one has headache,languor, slow fever, is irritable, losesflesli and strength, and drags aboutwith incipient illness, instead of bound-ing with health, and we attribute it to

--malaria,, as though we had any rightunder iho eun, in our climate, witu ouropportunities, to submit to malaria, ex-

cept as an occasional, and explainable,and transient unfavorable condition.

The use of the fire in the kitchen stoveas a purifying agent is most beneficial.Burn the parings, the peelings, and thetable debris which cannot be utilized.Whatever chickens or pigs can eat letthem have, but whatever must be thrownaside, as a fruitful cause of evil, bum.Keep all outhouses and cellars thorough-ly clean, and do not be afraid of usingchloride of lime and carbolic acid, wherethere is need of disinfectants. Be espec-ially careful that the water you drink ispure. Do your duty as an individualby seeing that in your house there isgood ventilation, that bathing is attend-ed to, that clothing is frequently changedand that no tainted meat, no stale veget-ables, or heavy bread, no crude acidfruit, is set before hungry people fortheir eating. We must be ill sometimes,and then it is our duty to bear illnesspatiently, but we are often ill when at-teuti-

to laws of which we are perfectlyaware, though criminally negligent,would have kept us and our innocentbabies iu health.

Wealth and Meanness.Joaquin Miller, In the Callfomlan.

I tell you that, in nine cases out of ten,great acquired wealth lifts up in monu-mental testimony the meanness of itspossessor. I knew two neighbors, oldCalifornians, who had about equal for-tunes. They were both old settlers,both rich, and both much respected. Inthat fearful year, 1852, when the dyingand destitute immigrants literally crawl-ed on hands and knees over the Sierratrying to reach the settlements, one ofthese men drove all his cattle up to themountains, butchered them, and fed thestarving. He had his Mexicans packall the mules with flour, which at thattime cost almost its weight in gold, andpush on night and day over the moun-tains to meet the strangers there andfeed them, so that they might havestrength to reach his house, where theycould have shelter and rest. The otherman; cold and cautious, saw his oppor-tunity and embraced it. He sat athome and sold all his wheat and mulesand meat, and with the vast opportuni-ties for turning money to account inthat new country, soon became almost--

prince in fortune. But his generousneighbor died a beggar in Idaho, wherehe na-- l gone to try to make another fortune. He literally had not moneyenough to buy a shroud, and as he diedamong strangers by the roadside he wasburied without even so much as a pineboard coffin. I saw his grave thereonly last year. Some one had set up arough granite stone at the head. Andthat is all. No name not even a letteror a date. Nothing. But that boulderwas fashioned by the hand of AlmightyGod, and in the little seams and aotsand mossy scars that cover it He canread the rubric that chronicles the secretvirtues of this lone dead man on thesnowy mountains of Idaho. The chil-dren of the "Prince" are in Paris. Up-held by his colossal wealth their livesseem to embrace the universal wo.'ld.He is my friend. He buys all my books,and reads every line I write. When hecomes to this sketch he will understandit. And he ought to understand, too,that all tho respect, admiration, andlove which the new land once gave thesetwo men gathers, around and is buriedbeneath that moss-grow- n granite stone,and that I know, even with all his showof splendor, that his heart is as cold andas empty as that dead man's hand.

"Worlciiigrmen.Before vou begin your heavy spring ffork.

after a winter of relaxation, yoursystem needscleansinc and strengthening to prevent an at-

tack of Agu j, Bilious or Spring Fever, or 6omeother Sprinc sickness that will unfit tou for aseason's work. Tou will save time, much sick-ness and great expense if you will use onebottle of Hop bittersinyourfamily this month.Don't wait. Burlington Mavkeyt,

WOMEN Ef POLITICS.

Ladles TVllo Sawtlie Ceremonies. Pen-Pictu- re

of Some of the NotablesPresentat tho Swearineln ofArthur.

Olive Logan In the Philadelphia Times. heWashington, March 6. Whatever the

discomfort of the streets, the hotels, the asrestaurants, the cars and every otherhuman receptacle during this troubloustime, every vestige of annoyance and ofimpatience at them and life generally avanished on inauguration day, whenwe were seated in our perch of honor,the reporters7 gallery of the senate sur-

rounded by all the noted pen-worke- rs ofthe nation end looking down upon theassembled wisdom of the republic. Asa pageant merely, it was amasinglyfine.In defia.ice of the elements the ladieshad donned costumes of a brillianceworthy of a day of glorious sunshine andthe gay colors of ruby and imperial bluevelvets, of tropic birds' wings and flashof diamonds mingled with the heavygold lace of the diplomatists1 uniforms,the padded, high-hue- d silk gowns of theChinese ambassador and his suite, theglimmer of shining medals, the wave ofsoldiers' plumes. The coup defil wassuperb, and from where we the journal-ists sat it seemed as if tho whole scenewa being enacted for our benefit hyatroupeascouldnot be commanded foimoney, n our tickets were unpurchasa-bl- e

for the same.THE rKESTDKNTIAI. FAMILIES.

The first sensation of this great dramawas the arrival of the ladies of the twopresidential families, namely: Mrs.Hayes and her daughter and the twoMrs. Garfields and the young daughter,Miss Mollie Garheld, a pretty littlebeauty, if ever there was one. Behindthese came some two or three score ofpersons, who may be said to comprisethe immediate personal following ofboth families, prominent among whom,a immediate escort of the Mrs. Gar-field- s,

was General Swaim, a handsomeman in his early forties, radiant withsatisfaction at this crowning glorv forhis old brother in arms, Garfield. Gen-eral Swaim and General Garfield foughttogether side by. side during the warand were both present upon the samefield upon which the new senator fromCalifornia, General Miller, lost his eye.How strange it must have seemed tothese three old soldjerj, amid the cere- -mnxT rtf ?nminmririr. to rprflll rlin5f

bloody days of the long ago, and contrast their terrible dangers anu hard-ships with the splendid pageant now en-

acting. Who would have thought inthe sad war time that this trier of menwould rise to such varied positions ofeminence? Then all were unknownpatriots fighting for a sacred cause;now one is a potentate whom kingsmay be proud to call cousin; another isa millionaire senator from the land ofgold, and the third is the friend of hisfriend, an honor sufficient in itself, butGeneral Swaim adds others to it, hold-ing some important military positionhere, whose exact appellation I forget.

Every eye was turned upon the moth-er of General Garfield as she entered andtook her place in the gallery reservedfor distinguished persons, on the left vhand of Mrs. Hayes, the younger Mi's.Garfield sitting on the right hand of thewife of the retiring president. Thebeautiful, little, venerable mother re-

minds one of some of those sweet agedfriends one still meets in the streets ofPhiladelphia, tiny creatures who seemso fragile one would think a rough gustof wind would blow them away, and vet,l,nc fonhirp; hntnkpn sneh firmnessand decision of character as unmistak-- t

ablv indicate a forcible mind. Clad allin black, a snug little Quakerish bonnetneatly fitted her small head, a long,comfortable black cloak enwrapped herslender form; the aged mother of thepresident attracted more attention thanthe greatest beauty present.

Besides such small ladies as the twoMrs. Garfields, Mrs. Hayes looked like awoman of almost colossal stature. Overa hundsome dress of black brocade shewore a large seal skin cloak whichreached to the bottom of her skirts andwidened her bulk, while her stature wasincreased by a white bonnet, upon whichwas fastened a waving white feather ofthat kind sometimes sentimentally called"theweeping willow," though the pro-fessional French milliner name for it issimply "torn feather." She carried anexquisite bouquet of lilies of the valley,those sweet little harbingers of the love-ly spring which, along with the prover-bial good time, is coming, though thetrain is sadly delayed.

MRS. GAKFIELD.

Mrs Garfield was so modestly attiredthat no one would have dreamed by thattoken that it was a gala day for her.She was dressed entirely in black, theonly point of color about her being thelarge boquet of crimson ropes whichshe held in her small black-glove-d hands.It is evident Mrs. Garfield must havebeen in her younger days a very prettywoman. Her face is very sweet andwinning now. She is a great scholarand probably the best educated womanwho ever entered the white house asfirst lady. I hope she will get as roly-pol- y

as a plum-puddin- g there and neverknow a care to wrack her flesh away.Her daughter. Miss Mollie, is a noblefaced gin of fifteen, the image of herfather, beautiful and feminized. Shewas mostsimply and becomingly dressedfor the ceremony in a maroon coloredcashmere dress, with a gray felt hat,wide brimmed, tied tightlv down overher ears with a soft ribbon and turnedsharply up behind, where the great plaitof light brown hair fell down her back,tied oy a golden-hue- d ribbon. Her de-

meanor during the ceremoney was thatof pure girlish elation, while her mothernever smiled at all and her grandmotherlistened to the proceedings with a facewhich betokened deey emotion.

What a contrast was presented be-

tween Hayes and Garfield as they enter-ed the senate hall arm in arm! Hayes'face was very much flushed, whetherfrom exertion or excitement it would behard to say, while Garfield was as paleas death. He is a conscientious man, areligious man, and I believe what he toldme when I last saw him, that he regretshis quiet little home at Mentor andenters upon his great new duties withan anxious heart. liis pauor anu insemotion won to him all feminine sym-

pathies when he appeared, and I fancythere was more than one lady presentwho would have joined with Shake-speare's heroine in the wish that heavenhad made her such a man. GeneralGarfield's figure is superb and his facesrrikincrlv handsome. His pictures donot do him half jus ice, for they repre-sent a fatherly sort of old half centuryman, whili Garfield is a warm hearted,impetuous, rosj-lipp- ed man, but out ofhis forties yet.

'THF TRIBUTE TO IIA"COCK.

What a coup de theatre when Han-

cock tramped in, with gold lace volu-

minously employed and major-general- s'

buttons all over him. With agraceinimitable Conkling arose, and was thevery first to grasp the hand of the de-

feated candidate and to welcome him tothe senate's halls of dazzling light.They formed a picture, I can tell you,the great senator and the major-gener- al

of the forces, first the presidentialcandidate, standing, hand grasped inhand, in the wind passage way leadingto the speaker's desk. And verily, suchapplause I have hardly heard since mylast Patti night, senators, representa-tives, democrats, and republicans, alljoined in the tribute as Hancock was es-

corted to one of the huge, comfortable,leather-covere- d arm-chair- s, placed therefor this exceptional occasion, in a semicircle around the speaker's desk. Butnevertheless it struok me that the ap--

plause given Hancock was not half soheartfelt as that which rang through theair when Phil Sheridan dashed in.There is enthusiasm in the very atmos-phere where this gallant soldier is, and

wears his uniform with such ease andgrace one would think he had donned it

early as when he left off swaddlingclothes.

Yes, the inauguration of Garfield wasscene to bo long remembered. The

face3 of the notables rise before me oneby one as I write. First that of Garfieldhimself, pale and intense, buthandsomeopen, disingenuous, honest; Hayes,flushed to redness, one wonders why;Conkling, as fair as Lily Langtry, withcurly white hair, the distinguished man-ner,t-he

perfect savoirfairt; Logan, thestaunch advocate of his party, with aface as stong as that of a Roman statue;Burnside, on the British pattern, withgray side whiskers; Miller, of California,interesting, graceful, fine figure; Evarts,his last appearance as secretary of state,thin, nervous, wiry, aged so the throngof potentialities presses upon my mentalretina as I look back upon the ceremo-ny, and among the crowd of very muchalive people who figure in the senate Irecall the vacant chair of Matt Carpen-ter, with scarves of .black crape drapingits impressive and prophetic emptiness.

UTAH CELEBRITIES.

Pen Picture ofGov. Murray aud Polygamlst Cannon Brigliain . Young'Son' Wives.That fearless looking fellow, says the

Washington correspondent of the Cin-

cinnati Commercial, who has.caused allof this commotion, has been for years aleading republican in that spot whererepublicans are none too plenty Ken-

tucky In appearance he is a perfectAppollo. Tall, handsome figure, brill-

iant black eyes, waving black hair andmagnificent beard; dressed always inthe height of fashion, lie would be no-

ticeable in any assemblage. After agay life as a heart-breakin- g bachelor,He married, a few years ago, one of theprettiest girls that Louisville ever pro-

duced. His term as governor of TJtahhas not advanced very far, but he hascaused a sensational stir. As tp whatcongress will do, there is a diversity ofopinion. Mr. Caunon is a mild blue-eye- d

gray-haire-d patriarchal individual,who has a pretty good time and takeslife easy. He has only one wife herenow, the old wife, with her family ofgrown up sons. She is a tall, slight,fair lady, with careworn features, and atroubled face. She does not go intosociety; and seems to shrink frcmnotice, in a manner foreign to the otlis:bolder, younger rivals in her husband'sfavor. At home Cannon is the leaderamong the Mormons President Taylorholds merely a nominal power. GeorgeQ. has a finger in every pie, and fromhis knowledge of the world, is lookedjupto by the elders and apostles of the Lat-te-r

Day Saints; and by the people iscounted as almost a god. The citizensof. Utah Gentiles, as they are called indistinction by the Mormons are atwork trying "to circumvent the wilyfidints, and iu some way stamp out thechurch power. District AttorneyVan Geel, of Salt Lake, urges ibsi thestatute of limitations, so far :i3 theyaffect bigamy, be repealed: that per-sons living in polygamy be disfranchis-ed. Also, that a marriage license beenacted, providing filing in the UnitedStates district court, a certificate, andmaking such certificate proof of.

mar- --'.. -riage. following uov. luurruy h rufusal of Cannon's certificate of electionis the arrest of John W. loung in Den--

ver lor Digamy, at tne instance oi niswife, Libbie Canfield Young. But thislady married him knowing that he hadat that time two wives, as allowed byhis religion. He professed to repudiatethem for the love of her, aud she in turnwas repudiated byjiim a few years la-

ter for love of a' young romp namedLuella Cobb.

JOHN AV. YOUNG

is a large, handsome, stylish man, notvery deep, but juite a man of the world,fickle by nature, and incapable of con-

stancy, no matter how close the lawbound him to one wife. Mr3. YoungNo. 3, who is the Nemesis at this time,is the most elegant lady in appearancethat I saw in Salt Lake during a longstay there. She is slight, of tall andwillowy figure, remarkably stylish car-

riage, clear olive complexion, satinyblack hair, and soft dark eyes. She is aPhiladelphian, and a highly educatedperson; is not, never was a Mormon,and holds herself aloof from them. Shewas perfectly infatuated with JohnnyYoung, and married him in spite ofopposition, but she is not one of themeek souls who sigh and die without aword. I saw her give a look once atNo. 4, as she drove by, a bride, in herpony phaeton, that convinced me thatJohn W.'s path would not be one ofroses. There was no flush of indigna-tion on the dark cheek; no tell-tal- e

tremor of the heart, and no comtempt-uou- s

curl of the face; but a paling ofthe whole face, a drawing up of her formto its full height, and a steady blaze ofthe velvety eyes, that meant muchmore. And the new wife an ignorant,red-cheek- ed girl of sixteen, drove onunconcernedly, chewing wax, and set-tling the red roses of her hat more firm-ly in their place The contrast becweentwo women could not have been greater.

A Small German.Andrews' Queen.

The occupant of an 'average-size- d

or small city or country house, anx-ious to have the reputation of entertain-ing pleasantly, nothing is superior tothe small german. It affords opportun-ity for delightful conversation; for thebringing together of people in an infor-mal, easy way; for dancing to delightfulmusic on a comparatively clear floor,and for giving to each guest an equalshare in the enjoyment of the evening.

The method of procedure in giving asmall german is an exceedingly simpleone. Send out WTitten invitations abouttwo weeks before hand, bearing in thecorner the word "cotillion'" Coveryour parlor or parlors with crash, whichshould be tightly and carefully stretched.Remove all furniture from the room,except a small table for the favors,and place folded camp-chair- s along thewalls for the use of the guosts whendancing begins. Select a careful leader

one who is experienced and under-stands the necessity of simple figures.Engage a good pianist, and if you wish,a violinist in addition. Procure simplefavors, they may be cheap or expensive;but avoid display in this particular,have a well served supper, with wine ornot, as you prefer; but have bouillon andlemonade in any event. Following theseplain directions, and the eventful even- -tmr lifivinor nrrivofl- - linvp n. fpur dqnnoebeforehand; but as soon as possible commence the german. Watch carefully ifany of the girls are unprovided with fa-vors or partners, and ask your particu-lar friends to remedy the omission; andsee that waltzes are played for the fig-ures, or, perhaps, a gallop now and then,with a polka at the close. You will, wepredict at the evening's end, agree withus as to the merits of the "small ger--man.

The peculiar adaptation- - of Dr. Bull'sCough Syrup to so many phases ofThroat and Bronchial diseases has ren-dered this remedy immensely popular.Sold everywhere. 25 cents a bottle.

Hardware The friction on"a school-boy's knees.

We must not judge a man by a wordor a single action. Life is composed ofso many inconsistencies, that he wouldoft3n take the exception for the rule.

Progress comes by labor.

DAXIEL WEBSTER'S WAYS.

His Curt Reply to a Delegation ThatHad Not Supported Him.

From the Stocklio.der. ...An incident unquestionably authentic

wliich has never before been related inprint may be told of Mr. Webster. Ontheir way home from the convention,which was held, we believe, at Philadel-phia, the Mississippi delegation calledupon Mr. Webster at his modest houseon Louisiana avenue in Washington, ox

was near the close of a summer's day,when ushered into the little front parlor, and introduced to Mr. Webster, thechairman, Judge Sharkey the same, itmay be, who years afterwards' was con-spicuous in the reconstruction politics ofhis state addressed the great orator interms of flattering eulogy, among otherthings saying how pleased he and nis fel-

low delegates would have been to see Mr.Websters great abilities recognized inthe nomination of their party for thepresidency. As a matter of fact, thedelegation had steadily voted againsthim in the convention. It was upon thisfact that Mr. Webster's curt replyturned. "You have expressed, Mr.Chairman," said he, "the sentimentthat your desire and I must supposethat your action was in conformity withthat desire in the recent convention ofthe whig party for the nomination of acandidate for the presidency of theUnited States your desire and effortwas that the honor should fall upon me.In response to wliich I have only to saythat the record, gentlemen, is the otherway. Good night, gentlemen!" Andbowing himself through the foldingdoors into-- the rear parlor where Mrs.Webster sat in the deepening twilight,he vanished to Mississippi eyes, leavinghis visitors, sternly rebuked for lipservice, to find their homeward way asbest they might.

It was in the preceding presidentialcanvass, in 1848, when" Gen. Taylorwas the whig candidate, and elected,that the writer heardMr. Webstermake,on his farm at Marshfield, the speech inwhich he declared that the selection ofGen. Taylor who in private conversa-tions at Washingtsn had been charac-terized, but unjustly, as "only a swear-ing frontier colonel" was "a nomina-tion not fit to be made." The speech,the only one, we think, h - made in thecanvass, was listened to by a large as-

semblage who had come to Marshfieldfor the purpose, many "straight" whigsfrom Boston and elsewhere being of the"number, with a considerable sprinklingof so-call- ed "conscience whigs," out ofwhose secession from the party grew thehistoric coalition which soon after put

J Chafces Sumner and Henry Wilson inthe senate of tho United btates. Manvof these Boston gentlemen, we remem-ber, wore white or light-color- ed kidgloves on the occasion, and their ap-

plause was diverse, as one and anotherof the orator's utterances affected thedivergent preiudices of his auditory.The question above quoted remained inthe printed speech as Mr. Webster madeit, but another, still more offensive tothe whigs proper, was eliminated fromthe verbatim report as it stood in typein the office of the Boston Allah. Thewhig committee sent a delegation toMr. Webster asking that the obnox: usphrase might be cancelled, before hespeech went to press. "No," said Ir.Webstur, "let it stand as 1 spoke it!"Not to Ijc baffled in their solicitude forits expurgation, one of the committeerenewed the request in a uote to Mr.Webster, enclosing a check for $500.Mr. Webster's reply to this was that theexpression could as well belelt out; thatthe speech with that omitted would suf-ficiently express his views on the pointsto which it related. So the speech wentto press without it. There may bethose among our Boston contempora-ries, solicitous for Mr. Webster's fame,who may bo moved to dispute the substantial accuracy of what is here relat-ed. The fact, in its main details andchief significance, we believe to be sus-ceptible of proof, the lapse of thirty-tw-o

years nevertheless.

4 --Robert Collyer."N. Y. Correspondence.

"Robert Collyer," as he is familiarlycalled, is a wecl-know- n name a manof wide and popular fame. He is anEnglishman, asturny Yorkshireman, oflarge and burly form, fond, I believe,of telling the story of his early da3's,that hewas almost bom a blacksmith,and for many years worked at the an-

vil, which said anvil he recently boughtfrom its owner, while on a visit to Insnative home, and brought it back withhim as a precious relic, and which I un-derstand he still keeps, and intends tohand down as an heirloom to the futureCollyers, at least so it is said. I believehe is a generous, large-hearte- d man,and, like a true born Englishman, docsnot despise roast beef and pudding, al-

though he is always willing and pleasedto share it with others. As a preacherhe is bold and outspoken, and somewhatpolitical in his utterances, for the pulpit.I was a little surprised to find that hereads hissermons somewhat closely, andwith such rapidity that it was difficult tofollow him. He is not a good readereither, nor has he any tact or skill inthe management of his voice. Althoughhe made some good points, and evident-ly believed he did, his exposition andenforcement of the lessons of the textwere about as weak and faulty as any-thing I ever heard from the pulpit. ButI am told that he excels more as a

a preacher, and it is by theformer that he has earned his famousreputation. The congregation wasverylarge, his church being crowded, one-ha- if

being stranger i, who had come tosee the man who is doubtless a powerboth in New York and Chicago wherehe formerly lived and labored. Thesinking, however, was an attractive fea-

ture of the service.

Breaking off Bad Habits.To break oft' bad habits, understand

the reason and all the reasons why thehabit is injurious. Study the subjectuntil there is no lingering doubt iu yourmind. Avoid the places, the personsand the thoughts that lead to the temp-

tation. Frequent the place, associatewith the persons, indulge in thoughtsthat lead away form the temptation.Keep busy; idleness is the strength ofbad habits. Do not give up the strug-gle when you have broken your resolu-tion once, twice, a thousand times.That only shows how much need thereis for you to strive. When you havebroken your resolution, just think thematter over, and endeavor to understandwhy it is you failed, so that you may beon your guard against a recurrence ofthe same circumstances. Do not thinkthat it is an easy thing that you i iveundertaken. It is folly to expe tobreak off a bad habit in a day i.ichmay have been gathering for longyears. -

Saturn Seen by Telescope.Providence (R. I.) Journal.

We had a view of Saturn, a few even-ings since, through the line telescope inMr. Seagrave's private observatory, thatwill long be remembered for its exceed-ing beauty. The night is rarely favora-ble for star-gazin- g, the definilion per-fect and the air serene. The picture isone of surpassing loveliness, the mostsuperb telescopic scene in the heavens.The orb is resplendent in coloring, blu-

ish at the poles, pale yellow elsewhere,crossed by two creamy central belts,and flecked with spots that suggest lightscudding clouds. There Is no appear-ance of a flattened disc, but the roundedoutlines of a sphere, seeming about thesize of the full moon, stand out in boldrplief against the azure blackness of thesky. Around the softly glowing centre

extend the wondrous rings, openingwide their encircling arms, and cradlingthe planet in their protecting embrace.Every detajl of the complex ring systemis sharply defined and vividly paintedon the celestial canvas. The outer ring,the inner ring, the dusky or crape ring,the space between the outer and innerring, and even the division in the outerring, are plainly visible, while six oreight moons dot the dark sky with pointsof golden glow. The six moons we see

one of them is larger than Mercurycircle arouud their primary within anextreme span of four million miles. Thbeautiful rings lie within the path of thenearest moon, and span a space of aboutone hundred and seventy-si- x thousandmiles. The narrow, dark space be-

tween the inner and outer rings is sev-enteen hundred miles broad, and thedusk or third ring extends nine thous-and miles within the inner or secondring

A Civil Marriage in Georgia.Walkir(Ga.) Messenger.

A newly elected justice of the peacein this region, who had been used todrawing deeds and wills and little else,was called upon as hi3 first official act,to marry a couple who came into hisoffice very hurriedly, and told him theirpurpose. He lost no time in removinghis liar, and remarked:

"Hats off in the presence of the court."All being uncovered, hesaid, "Holdupyour right hands. You, John Marvin,do solemnly swear that to the best ofyour knowledge and belief you takethis yer woman ter have an' ter hold feryourself, yer heirs, exekyerters, admin-istrators and assigns, for your and theiruse an' behoof forever?" "I do," an-

swered the groom. "You, Alice Ewer,take this yer man for yer husband, terhev an' ter hold forever; and vou dofurther swear that you are lawfullyseized in fee simple, are free from allincumbrance, aud have good right tosell, bargain and convey to the saidguarantee yerself, yer heirs. adminis- -trators and assigns?" "I do," said thebride, rather doubtfullj'. "Well, John,that'll be about a dollar 'n' fifty cents.""Are we niarrieu?" asked the bride."Yes, when the fee comes in." Aftersome fumbling it was produced andhanded to the "court," who pocketedit and continued: "Know all men bythese presents that I, being in goodhealth and of sound and disposin' mind,in consideration of a dollar 'n' fiftycents to me in hand paid, the receiptwhereof is hereby acknowledged, do andby these presents have declared j'ouman and wife during good behaviorand until otherwise ordered by thecourt."

A Business Proposition.In Galveston, says the Xeias, there is

no coin of a lower denomination than anickle iu circulation. This is of course,a great inconvenience. For instance,two men quarreled yesterday on theavenue. The bigger man of the twosaid to the smaller man:

"For three cents I would give you theconfoundedest licking you ever got inyour life."

The little man looked wicked. Hehad his coat oil' in a minute. Then hetook out a nickle and tendered it to theother party, who said:

"I said I'd lick you for throe cents,and I'll do it. That's five cents. Giveme three cents and I'll fix you so that acoroner will have to hire a hack to getenough of you together to hold an in-

quest over.""You cau keep the change," said the

little fellow, edging up."I'm like the country, I don't want

any change. I stick to my proposition.Gimme three cents and I'll destroyyou."

"After I've licked you once therewon' t be enough left for a dog to lick.I'm not going to rob your- - widow andorphans of two cents. Gimme threecents and the trouble can bagin rightnow. It's not my fault there are nocopper cents iu circulation."

(Jiieen Louise of Prussia.From Chambers' Journal.

Louise was iu all respects a good anddevoted wife, domesticated and econom-ical in her habits, and a shining exam-ple to her sex. Besides nature had en-dowed her with much grace and beauty.She was tall and well formed, with asweet and noble face, large blue e3'esand a head of lovely golden curls, thatwere simply combed back. She want-ed artificial adornment to make herlook a queen. Her state robes, neces-sary to one of her position, seemed aburden to her, and wheu she returnedfrom sucl. court festivities as obligedher to appear in courtly apparal, shedid not feel happy and at home untilshe had taken them oil', and was againin her usual elegant yet simple attire,her favorite summer costume of whitemuslin. At home in a little family cir-cle, surrounded by a few old friends,there Louise felt happy once more, andthere Frederick William felt again inpossession of his pearl. Well might hehave exclauied, when finding themselvestete-a-tet- e: "Now, Louise, I am happy;now 1 know you are my wife." "Butam I not always your wife?" said she."No," he replied; "you must too oftenbe the Crown princess."

4 'Color Blind."Australasian.

A legal practitioner holding a highposition in his profession lately visiteda hard-drinkin- g town in Riverina, ac-companied by a valuable and highly-prize- d

white dog. The dog was lost, butlate in the evening a liver-nolore- d dogmade its appearance in the tavern wherethe bereaved owner and his friendswere enjoying themselves in the usualmanner. One of the party, moved bypity or fun, suggested, "Here, Mr.here's your dog turned up." Mr.brightened at once, stroked the dog,saying, "Rough, old man good dogRough. Come back, eh but how beast-ly dirty you've got?" After seeing himprovided with a good supper and a bedin a box. he retired contented and happy.But on going with a friend-nex- t morningto inspect his recovered favorite, he dis-

covered his mistake and accounted forit "Peculiar error, eh? I am alwayscolor-blin- d after 10 o'clock at night."

'oTime."I have no time to devote to my chil-

dren," says the business man, with asigh; for he really feels the privation oftheir society keenly. But the excuse isan insufficient one; ne should make time

let other duties go. for no duty ismore important than that he owes hisoffspring. Parents should never fail togive the child such sympathy in its littlematters of life as will produce in itsconfiding mind that trust and faithwliich is a nectssary element in paternalinfluence. Filial devotion is a greatsafe-guar- d against, evil influences, asa great civilizer to its possessor. Donot forget, too, thatthe childish mind, inprocess of development, absolutely needsthe cheerful and happy influences whichare produced by amusement', as sure asthe plant needs sun and light for itsproper growth.

Friendship supplies the place of every-thing to those who know how to makea right use of it; it makes prosperityhappier and adversity more easv.

A man hardened against affliction,and a body against pain and sickness,are the two securities of earthly happi-ness.

As a Cure for Piles.Kidney-Wo- rt acta first by overcoming In the

mildest manner all tendency to constipation :then, by ita great tonic and invieoratini; prop-erties, it restores to health the debilitated andweakened parts. Try It. Item,

The Assassinated Czar.Omaha Herald.

At three o'clock, Sunday afternoon,Alexander II., czar of Russia, died fromwounds inflicted by assassins. The ap-

palling horror will shock universalChristendom, and men and nations, whoare enemies to despotism vill see in thisterrible calamity au event that will re-

tard the growth in Europe of constitu-tional government for half a century.It is the fruit of nihilism the outgrowthof the barbaric license of lawlessnessand crime, which rebels at all law andorder, aud which includes in its revolt-ing purposes, the atheism and moral in-

fidelities of the French reign of terror.Conspicuous from its effort at socialtumult in Germany, Russia and France,it is known chiefly by the bullet of theassassin and the dagger of the outlaw.It has corrupted tho literature and de-

based the philosophy of an age of reas-on. Springing from the diseased imag-ination of pretended social reformers, ithas widened in infamy as it has extend-ed in influence, until, like a hideousulcer, it has eaten into the social fabricof European government. Its legitimatefruits were seen in the lurid horrors ofthe French commune, and in this lastfatal and inexcusable atrocity. Themoral sense of the world rovolts to-d- ay

at its savage methods and barbarianpurposes. Tor two years its terribleshadow has been thrown across the lifeof its victim. Night and day he hasbeen haunted by one ghastly spectre.His palace undermined his physiciansbribed to become poisoners his sol-

diers tempted his servants seducedto treason. These were the invisibleassassins which dogged his wakingthought, and hovered in dreams over hissleep. So menaced, death became hisfamiliar. He looked it in the face everyhour iu the day, and came to consider itan inevitable calamity which sooner orlater would be accomplished by vio-lence. It has come at last not unex-pected, but none the less terrible andappalling. It has ended a heroic life,and one linked with some of the mostmemorable achievements of the age. Al-and- er

II. was the oldest son of NicholasI. and was born April 29, 1818. Hismother was a sister of William I. ofPrussia, aud now emperor of Germany.He married, in 1841, Marie, daughter ofthe grand duke of Hesse Darustadt, andascended the throne on the second ofmarch, 1855, during the Crimean warwhich Russia waged against France,England and Turkey, and which wasterminated by the treaty of Paris, signediu March, 1856. His domestic policyhas been more moderate and liberalthan that of any of his ancestors. Hepunished official corruption and libera-ted public instruction from military discipline. Among tho memorable eventsof his reign was the liberation of theSerfs, which he decreed in 1861. It was,perhaps, this act which has been the in-

direct cause of the troubles which havemenaced his empire and destroyed hisown life. In the beginning of his rsignhe had all the elements of the philan-thropist. The emancipation of theSerfs led to an agitation for governmen-tal reforms from which has grown thenihilism f tho present day. But likeFrench communism, nihilism seeks theabrogation of all law. The idea of lib-erty which it advances, is a saturna-lia of license. Their demonstrationschecked the liberal policy of theczar before they reached maturi-ty, and necessitated those repressivemeasures which have converted

.Russia into a volcano of political erup-tion. Suppression became the principleof government the censorship of thepress was one of its incidents, and thepolice, and the army became its organs-Hatre- d

at home and repelled abroad thestern czar lapsed into the despotismwhich was the heritage of his empire.His youth was gifted, imaginative andenthusiastic; his noon of life, wise, sa-

gacious and prodigal of liberty, but theevening of his reign was stern, repellantand despotic as that of Ivan the terrible.That there was some deep and overrul-ing cause which produced these strangeantagonisms of character, is evident inthe social convulsions which disturb thenation aud in his own violent death.

The dead emperor will be succeededon the throne by Alexander III, the'present czarovitch and second son ofthe czar. He was born. March 10, 1845,and married in 1866, the Princess Dag-ma- r,

daughter of Christian IX, of Den-mark. He became after the death ofhis elder brother, Nicholas, in 1865, heirapparent to the throne. He has twosons Nicholas Alexanderovitch, bornin 1868. and George Alexanderovitch,born in 1871. The new czar, like hisfather, possesses liberal views of gov-ernment, and is in hearty sympathywith those reforms designed to morenearly approximate the established orderof things, to the necessities of an enlight-ened and civilized empire. In the primeof life, an able politician, discreet, prudent and inflexible in his purposes, itmay be that under his administrationRussia will not only secure peace athome, but become the most liberal as itis now the most important factor in thecivilization of the east.

Successful Journalism.From the Boston Post.

There is one editor who has achieved thefeat of running a newspaper to suit ev-

erybody. Occasionally, to be sure, hehas complaints but he never fails tosatisfy the complainers that they aiv inwrong. It wasn't always so with him.He only adopted the system after he gotdesperate, ft was one day after he hadreceived seven complaints, that he triedit. A man came in and said: "Why intophet didn't you print the whole of theproceedings of the society for the pre-vention of crue ty to hogs, instead of anabstract?" The editor replied: "Oh,jou made a speech that wasn't in thereport, eh?" Then he went around thecounter. The dust flew for a few mo-ments and then it became more quiet.The editor relaxed his grip on the man'sthroat ..ufficieutly to let him speak, andhe said that he gusesed the article wasall right, and he had only come to re-

new nis subscription. He was let up,paid the money and left, and as he wentout he collided with a man who had anugly glare in his eyes, and dancing upto the editor said: "What d'ye mean,sir? I pay for a sensible newspaperand herel get a lot of stuffabout crueltyto hogs. You ought to be put in jail forprinting such rot." The editor wentaround the counter again, and again thedust flew and cries of "Take your teethfrom my ear!" "Let go o' my hair!"etc., were heard. It was fall five min-utes before the editor could get theman's coat torn off and put him on thefloor with his head in the coal scuttle,but he did it at last. Then he jumpedhigh in the air and sat down on theman's stomach, and the yell the mangave, echoing in the coal scuttle, sound-ed awful. The editor was about to repeatthe operation, but the man said: "Weneedn't prolong this agony. Your pa-per is the best in the world. It is allright. I'll take it ten years in advance.'Eight more visitors had the same experi-ence. Then came one the editor couldnot thrash. It was a woman. "Whatd'ye mean by publishing fashion arti-cles from a three-year-o- ld magazine?"she asked. "I made a bonnet accord-ing to your directions and it is just threeyears behind the style. Oh, you wretch!You mean, horrid, insignificant O

oh!" "My dear madam," he said,"you are right. I am not fit to run apaper; I'll stop it at once." (To a re-- ;porter) "John, don't send up any morecopy. Kill that piece saying this ladywas" the belle of the ball last night."

I "Stop!" she cried, "your paper is a' household treasure. I don't care much

about the bonnet, andcame to asjyouto our house to tea t.'

says he wouldn't drop the rule foranything. Everybody leaves satisfied

with his paper.

Elizabeth of Austria.From Le Figaro.

The Empress Elizabeth, of Austria, is

the most beautiful crowned ldy in theworld. Yet one loves to contbjnplateher, not adorned with costly laces naresplendent in hereditary jewels, but ar-

rayed in the dark cloth dress of casfeL-lan-s'

wives of the olden time, proudhrand bravely reining in a fiery horse. .

The retreats of old Hungary have aToat fascination for her. It is among,fhem that she gallops with heroine'srecklessness; now dashing at full speedbeneath the shade of ancient trees, nowleaping over hedge and ditch.

What an apparition in this matter-of-fa- ct

age of ours is this chivalrous beau-

ty, stated and imposing as the fairy ofthe Black Forest and fully as benevolent.Her horse, which flees so often fromplaces, ever stops before the cottagedoor. The empress is a sunbeam to thesuffering. This woman, with a gentleheart under an Amazon's breast, cher-

ishes in a beautiful jeweled box, not astone of great price, but a little fadednosemv of edelweissthat mountainflower.'white and delicate asasnowflake,which Austrian peasants attach to theirbuttonholes as a sign of love. The lit-

tle noseo-a- was given the empress byherhus&ndatthetiuie they were be-

trothedThe empress, as beautiful now as ever,

diadem-- of blaefctributestill wears atresses. Were it not that she is dark-inste-ad

of blonde one could compthterrto Tasso's Hermmia. in spue ui- -

sporting proclivities, her womanly na-

ture continually shows itself by this .ami

that feminine peculiarity. Thus sy-dai-ly

attaches to her waist three dark--

red roses, and wherever she happens to

be these flowers must always be furnish-

ed her. A fan is invariably danghn-fro- m

her horse's saddle. It is designedwith the arms of Austria, and she u-- p

it often to shade her weary eyes from the

sun's rays.The empress has an adventurous

She loves the poets of ol.and the legends of the past. It is per-

haps because she herself isalivingpoemwhich has starved away from some long-forgott- en

legend?

What Shall We Do With Our Daughters!:

Don't teach Jhem self reliance. It is

so much easier fo.r them to rely on some

one else.Don't let them learn how to make

bread. Their beaux m mu tmv

were not well bred.Don't allow them to lern how to

make shirts. It is better th'ey shouldnot know. Then, when they .w mar-

ried, their husbauds can work twenty

hours a day to get money with wUcji tobuy ready-mad- e ones, while theyred dogs.

Above all things, do not fail to leanrthem how to wear false hair, and ifyour daughter objects to bang her hair,bang her over the head.

Do not allow them to learn how tomake thoir own drosses. It is fashion-

able to have a dressmaker.Teach them that a dollar is only 100

cents and does not amount to much.Do not learn them how to cook.

Should they understand the cuisine artand know what is needed in a family,the servant could not supply all herreuv-tive- s

with edibles.Teach them to darn their neighbors,

but not stockings.Don't allow them to learn to sew on

buttons. They might get needles intheir fingers.

Teach them to regard the money andnot te morals of thoir suitors.

Teach them none of the mysteries ofthe kitchen, the dining-roo- m and thiparlor.

Teach them that the more one lives'beyond his income the more he willsave.

Urge them to go with intomperatoyoung men. It is convenient to Iiutc a.

drunken husband as the wife is enabledto take pin money from his pocketwhile he is taking a drunken snooze.

Finally, teach them that God, whomade them, is an old fogy, ami madethem in His image, which necessitates,tight lacing.

What Royal Childrem Do.

The education of Queen Victoria'sgrand-childre- n is conducted on. the prin-

ciple that the Prince Consort introducedin her family. Particularly is this trueof the children of the crown princess ofGermany. They have to rise early andretire early. During the day they havepunctually to perform their duties, andto keep strictly the time allotted to thevarious branches of study and recrea-tia- n.

Ihey breakfast at 8 with theirparents, and the time between 10 in themorning and 5 in the afteroon is devot-

ed to their lessons, with an interruptionof one hour for dinner. Accomplish-ments, such as riding and skating, re-

ceive the same attention as art ana sci-

ence. The meals consist of simpledishes, of which they have their choicewithout being permitted to ask for asubstitute if what is placed before themdoes not suit. Between meals they arenot allowed to eat. Only inexpensivetoys are placed in their hands, and theprincesses dress themselves without theaid of waiting maids.

Miss Gladstone.Miss Helena Gladstone, a younger

daughter of the prime minister of En--

land is causing quite a sensation infIngland and on the continent by themoral courage developed in her recentdetermination to enter an active anuuseful career, and to give the young women of England a very noble example.A London correspondent oi tne leadingnolitical iournal of the continent, theBelgian Independent, announces thatthis voung ladv bas passed herexaminations, and now returns toNewham college to study for theposition of preceptress of thatinstitution. The idea of the daughter ofthe prime minister becoming a teacher,or, as some other authorities state, sec-

retary and active agen', is somethingsonew to the aristocratic feminine worldof Europe that it is makiugan "epoch,"as they say.

Men and Women.

What is it that makes all those menwho associate habitually with women,superior to those who do not?

What makes that woman who is ac-

customed to stand at ease in the societyof men, superior to her sex in general?Surely because they are in the , nabit offree, graceful, continued conversationwith the other sex. Women in this way,lose their frivolity, their faculties awak-en, and their delicacies and peculiari-ties unfold all their beauty, andcaptiva-tio-n

in the spirit of intellectual rivalry;and the men lose their pedantic, rude,declamatory, aud sullen manner. Thecoin of the'understanding and the heartchanges continually. The asperitiesare rubbed off, the better materials arepolished and brightened, and theirrichness, like that of gold, is wroughtinto finer workmanship by the fingersof women, thanit eve eould be by thoseof men.

A southwestern editor, speaking of aIarge.and fat cotemponiry, remarkedthat if all was grass he- - must be a loadof hay. "I expect I am," said the fatman, "from the way the donkeys nib-

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