anaheim-gazette 1875-02-27

ANAHEIM VOL. 5. Grandma's Knitting. BY KATE ALLYN Tis the quiet hour of twilight Which follows the set of sun, When the toll of day is over, And the evening rest begun. And the silence is broken only By the ticking of the clock; While grandma sits by the fireside, Knitting a little sock. The yarn flies over the needles, In stitches of white and gray; But her fingers only are working, For her mind is far away; And a vision of golden ringlets, Of a snowy muslin frock, Molestens the eyes of grandma, As she knits the little sock. Oh, oft have those fingers fashioned Finest garments of old! Oh, oft on that loving bosom, Have rested ringlets of gold! For "grandma" then was "mother", And her own were the household joys; And she held in her deep affection The love of three darling boys. Dear Charlie was lain 'neath the daisies, When his years but numbered two; Fred fell in the battle at Vicksburg— One of our heroes in blue; But the babe of darling Louie In the cradle she loves to rock; And this for the second Charlie' She is knitting the little sock. No wonder that grandma sits musing While the shining needles fly; No wonder the scam and the turning Are marked with a weary sigh. coming nearer than three feet, as to do so, he said, would disturb the spiritual atmosphere with which she was surrounded, and supposed to extend that distance, and within which the spirits operated in controlling the medium; and the writer concluded that such a prohibition was made for the purpose, really, of preventing any scepter, who might be standing near from pulling down the handkerchief, and thus embarrassing the medium, after she had piped her eye for a successful performance. Then, too, he remembered that Mrs. Blair, after being blindfolded, had rested her head on her hand while she seemed to be awaiting developments, and which he construed into assisting developments by imperceptibly slipping the handkerchief to the right, so as to bring the folded linen cloth a little further away from her nose. The next day, on meeting with a firm but honest believer in Spiritualism, who had also attended Mrs. Blair's scence of the previous evening, the writer told him of his successful experiment at home, and suggested that, if a large sheet of card-board were to be interposed between the medium's eyes and the table, she would not paint a picture; or, if she did, it would constitute better evidence of the truth of her claims than she had thus far afforded. The Spiritualist agreed to propose the test at the next seance (Mrs. Blair was then giving a series of public entertainments), which he did, but the medium declined to comply, for the absurd reason, as stated by her, that the spirit saw to paint from her forehead, and the card-board would intercept his vision. The Spiritualist, with waning faith, was on hand at the next seance, with a sort of mask, which he had provided for that particular occasion. He proposed to has only to wait awhile law, great-saint, or fortune will occur to him. If white flowers than remembrance female relatives, he is for that conditions favored only of the nearer and due to the buds, by a concatenate tingent circumstances, this construed into a "most Mrs. Blair is welcome ment. "Further development to other Chicago medium for another article.—Officer St. Bernhard The most significant of Neander is his sketch of the ideal monk, as Lutte whose very physiognomy was the Middle Ages; who pre-ocraticocracy to the few who restrains in Abelard's tience of human reason itself prematurely; who monastic orders to give their initial character; who awakens people, petrified with pen them in the Crusade, and to reveal, as if by miracle of liberty. Rich, powerful wide domains, born in the Brittany, he despised digg wealth, for the rude growth for the wandering life of intellectual and religious the poor and oppressed, for of combating the pride of the powerful. Pale as daisy as a skeleton, without any which shone in his sparkling to such a point that he so Chicago Spirits. The writer has seen what purported to be materialized spirits right here in Chicago; but no cold chills ran down his back, and his hair had no inclination to rise. Nor did he feel any gush of enthusiasm, for the apparitions were so transparent that he could see through them. The most impressive and necessary appearance of the show was the formidable check of the "medium." Full details of the performance here referred to will be given in a subsequent article, together with an exposition of various other mysteries of assumed mediumship as exhibited in this city. It is his present purpose to treat upon the method of Mrs. E. A. Blair, the "Spiritualist," located at No. 707 West Madison, in painting pictures while she is blindfolded. Not taking into consideration the conditions under which her pictures are executed, they possess but little artistic merit. They mostly represent flowers variously arranged in wreaths or boquets. Some of these flowers are not known to mortal botanists, but are supposed to grow in the "Summer Land." The petals and stamens are painted with tolerable skill, but for all flowers there is a uniformity of leaves or foliage, made by easy strokes with the brush. When painting with different oil or water colors, she seldom uses more than one brush, which she wipes when necessary, on a cloth secured to what remains of her left arm, the latter having been amputated at or near the elbow. The artist is fairish, "fat and forty." She is a native of Vermont, and has been in the "spiritual" business about six years, though she claims to have had some "developments" at an earlier period. Her resumption of mediumship is supported by the fact that she paints pictures while blindfolded, in such a way as seemingly to preclude the possibility of her being able to see. Narrow strips of linen cloth, sometimes wet, are several times folded and laid over her eyes, and then covered with a handkerchief, which is bound around her head, after which she passes into a state of trance, as is claimed, and goes to work with brush and paint upon some Bristol board. Several years ago, when the writer was connected with one of the metropolitan journals as a reporter, he was first privileged to witness the painting performance of the blindfolded Mrs. Blair. For the time he was astonished, and was strongly terposed between the medium's eyes and the table, she would not paint a picture; or, if she did, it would constitute better evidence of the truth of her claims than she had thus far afforded. The Spiritualist agreed to propose the test at the next seance (Mrs. Blair was then giving a series of public entertainments), which he did, but the medium declined to comply, for the absurd reason, as stated by her, that the spirit saw to paint from her forehead, and the card-board would intercept his vision. The Spiritualist, with waning faith, was on hand at the next seance, with a sort of mask, which he had provided for that particular occasion. He proposed to adjust it over the medium's counterence that it would leave the forehead exposed, not reaching higher than the frontal sinus, at the same time that a big bulge in it would admit of "White Lily" having "a good chance to breathe" through nose or mouth, the bottom of the mask to come below the neck and be secured to the waist. Taking from his pocket a dollar bill, he said he would give it to the medium if, with the mask on, she would paint a picture as good as any one of those she had produced on the previous evening. A few fanatics present began to hiss him, and one of them declared that any person who was not satisfied with the evidence that Mrs. Blair had already afforded was not worth convincing. This "listurbâne of the elements" made "unfavorable conditions" for spiritual operations at that time,—so the medium said, and she was probably glad to have such an excuse for not submitting to the test. The disgusted challenger gave his address, saying that his offer would be good for any length of time, and then remarking that he had been an avowed Spiritualist for many years, and though he might have been humbugged in the past, he did not intend to be in the future if rigid investigation could prevent it, he retired from the hall. Mrs. Blair has never accepted that challenge. While operating in New York at the time referred to, her manager stated publicly that she had painted pictures while her eye-lids were held down by an investigator's fingers. Subsequently the city editor of the World was permitted to put his fingers on her eyelids while she essayed to paint; but he so thoroughly obscured her vision that she could not peek out of one corner of her eyes, as she perhaps had been accustomed to do when the lids had been merely touched by some gentle sceptic; therefore failing to produce a picture, she abruptly rose in her exasperation, and boldly accused the man of the World of trying to punch her eyes out. He stammeringly denied the impachment and precipitately retreated. The atmosphere of New York was not altogether favorable to Mrs. Blair's phase of mediumship, and so she soon returned to the provinces. Since then, however, she has made several visits to Chicago, meeting with good success each time, and of late she has made this city her headquarters, the favorable reports made of her doings by her credulous dupes, bringing her much custom. Mrs. Blair encountered some insurmountable difficulties in trying to humbble the citizens of Roscoe, Ill., about two years ago. After making a somewhat favorable impression on a few people there one of the citizens sent for Dr. J. Phillips, How It Is "There's where a man tage. He can undress in a have the bed warm before got her hair-pins out and tied." That's how it looks in print: it is in reality: "I'm my dear. It's half past ten. Now, John, you know you in the morning. Do get it in a minute," he replies, paper wrong side out and book article headed "The Louis Fifteen minutes later she bedroom: "John, come keep the gas burning here murmuring something as being big enough now," tween the cold sheets, wipe placidly on his feet upon and a cigar in his mouth; rises, yawns; stretches him paper on the floor; and seems proceeded to that vigorous ing the coal stove. Just not altogether pleasant: "For pity's sake!aint't you yet? "Yes, yes, I'm don't you go to sleep and alone." Then he discovers that needed. When that is audited into the household joys; And her own were the household joys; And she held in her deep affection The love of three darling boys. Dear Charlie was lain'neath the daisies When his years but numbered two; Fred fell in the battle at Vicksburg—One of our heroes in blue; But the base of darling Louie In the cradle she loves to rock; And it's for the second Charlie She is knitting the little sock. No wonder that grandma sits musing While she shining needles fly; No wonder she seam and turn Are marked with a weary sigh. Her work will be rounded and finished At the striking of the clock; And a crowd of tender memories Knit into the little sock. — Youth's Companion. Chicago Spirits. The writer has seen what purported to be materialized spirits right here in Chicago; but no cold chills ran down his back, and his hair had no inclination to rise. Nor did he feel any gush of enthusiasm; for the apparitions were so transparent that he could see through them. The most impressive and necessary appurtenance of the show was the formidable check of the "medium." Full details of the performance here referred to will be given in a subsequent article, together with an exposition of various other mysteries of assumed mediumship as exhibited in this city. It is his present purpose to treat upon the method of Mrs. E. A. Blair, the "Spiritualist," located at No. 707 West Madison, in painting pictures while she is blindfolded. Not taking into consideration the conditions under which her pictures are executed, they possess but little artistic merit. They mostly represent flowers variously arranged in wreaths or boquets. Some of these flowers are not known to mortal botanists, but are supposed to grow in the "Summer Land." The petals and stamens are painted with tolerable skill, but for all flowers there is a uniformity of leaves or foliage, made by easy strokes with the brush. When painting with different oil or water colors, she seldom uses more than one brush, which she wipes when necessary, on a cloth secured to what remains of her left arm, the latter having been amputated at or near the elbow. The artist is fairish, "fat and forty." She is a native of Vermont, and has been in the "spiritual" business about six years, though she claims to have some "development" at an earlier period. Her resumption of mediumship is supported by the fact that she paints pictures while blindfolded, in such a way as seemingly to preclude the possibility of her being able to see. Narrow strips of linen cloth, sometimes wet are several times folded and laid over her eyes, and then covered with a handkerchief, which is bound around her head, after which she passes into a state of trance, as is claimed, and goes to work with brush and paint upon some Bristol board. Several years ago, when the writer was connected with one of the metropolitan journals as a reporter, he was first privileged to witness the painting performance of the blindfolded Mrs. Blair. For the time he was astonished, and was strongly terposed between the medium's eyes and the table, she would not paint a picture; or if she did it would constitute better evidence of the truth of her claims than she had thus far afforded. The Spiritualist agreed to propose the test at the next seance (Mrs. Blair was then giving a series of public entertainments), which he did but the medium declined to comply for that particular occasion. He proposed to so adjust it over the medium's counterence that it would leave the forehead exposed, not reaching higher than the frontal sinus, at the same time that a big bulge in it would admit of "White Lily" having "a good chance to breathe" through nose or mouth, the bottom of the mask to come below the neck and be secured to the waist. Taking from his pocket a dollar bill, he said he would give it to the medium if, with the mask on，她 would paint a picture as good as any one of those she had produced on the previous evening. A few fanatics present began to hiss him,and one of them declared that any person who was not satisfied withthe evidence that Mrs.Blair had already afforded was not worth convincing. This "listurbâne ofthe elements" made "unfavorable conditions" for spiritual operations at that time,-sothe medium said,and she was probably glad to have such an excuse for not submittingtothe test. The disgusted challenger gave his address,saying that his offer would be good for any length of time,and then remarking that he had been an avowed Spiritualist for many years,and thoughhe might have been humbugged inthe past,他 did not intend to be in,the future if rigid investigation could prevent it,here retiredfromthe hall.Mrs.Blairhas neveracceptedthatchallenge. While operating in New York atthe time referredto,thermanagerstatedpubliclythatshehadpaintedpictureswhilehereye-lidswerehelddownbyaninvestigator'sfinger.SubsequentlythecityeditoroftheWorldwaspermittedtopithisfingersonhereyelidswhilehesessayedtopaint；但heso thoroughlyobscuredhervisionthatshecouldnotpeekoutofonecornerofhereyelashesasherperhapshadbeenaccustomedtocdowhenthelidshadbeenmerelytouchedbysthosegentlesceptic;thereforefailingtoproduceapicture,sheabruptlyroseinherexasperation,andboldlyaccusedthemanoftheWorldoftryingtopunchhereyelouts.Hestammeringlydeniedimpeachmentandprecipitatelyretreated. The atmosphereofNewYorkwasnotaltogetherfavorabletoMrs.Blair'sphaseofmediumship,andsosheshouldnowreturntotheprovinces.Sincethenhowever,shehasmadeseveralvisitstoChicago,metingwithgoodsuccesseachtime,andoflateshehasmadethiscityherheadquarters,thefavoredreportsmadeofherdoingsbyhercredulousdupes,bringinghermuchcustom. Mrs.BlairencounteredsomeinsurmountabledifficultiesintryingtohumbblethecitizensofRoscoeIll.,abouttwoyearsago.Aftermakinga somewhat favorableimpressionona fewpeoplethereoneofthecitizenssentforDr.J.Phillips, How It Is "There'swhereaman tage.Herecanundressinainthemorning.gethebedwarmbeforegothehair-pinsoutandties." That's how it looks in print: it is half past ten. Now John,你知道你inthemorning.gethebedwarmbeforegotthehair-pinsoutandties." That's how it looks in print: it is half past ten. Now John，你知道你inthemorning.gethebedwarmbeforegotthehair-pinsoutandties." That's how it looks in print: it is half past ten. Now John，你知道你inthemorning.gethebedwarmbeforegotthehair-pinsoutandties." blinfolded, in such a way as seemingly to preclude the possibility of her being able to see. Narrow strips of linen cloth, sometimes wet, are several times folded and laid over her eyes, and then covered with a handkerchief, which is bound around her head, after which she passes into a state of trance, as is claimed, and goes to work with brush and paint upon some Bristol board. Several years ago, when the writer was connected with one of the metropolitan journals as a reporter, he was first privileged to witness the painting performance of the blindfolded Mrs. Blair. For the time he was astonished, and was strongly inclined to attribute her success to clairvoyance. On that occasion she was blindfolded, as above described, the handkerchief, however, not coming below her slightly retrouse nose. Some one suggested that her nose be entirely covered, but the "entranced medium," under what purported to be the influence of a deceased squaw, and referring to herself, said, "White Lily wants a good chance to breathe," implying that it was necessary to breathe through the nose, or keep the mouth open, which latter no fair minded investigator had a right to require. Therefore by an arbitrary ruling the eyes were wholly or in part excluded, and the nose prevailed. Yet, after all, there was some suspicion that the eyes and nose were in "cohoots." The medium then proceeded to paint some pictures, which were readily purchased at a good price by enthusiastic Spiritualists present. They were far inferior to her present productions; though the question might have reasonably been raised as to the right of even spirits to thus violate artistic good taste, yet the execution, though bad, was exceedingly wonderful, admitting that the artist could not see; and that she could not be readily granted by the majority present. On his arrival home, after the seance above described, the writer procured some strips of linen cloth, and instructed his wife to blindfold him just as Mrs. Blair had been. In tying the handkerchief around his head she gave a slight and unintentional pull to the left, which brought the folded linen strip which covered the right eye a little away from the nose, and raising the eyelid, he found that through the intrinsic between the cloth and his nose, he could look down under the handkerchief and slantingly across his nasal appendage, upon the table at which he was sitting. Then he remembered that, after Mrs. Blair had been blindfolded, her business manager had prohibited any one from touching her or The atmosphere of New York was not altogether favorable to Mrs. Blair's phase of mediumship, and so she soon returned to the provinces. Since then, however, she has made several visits to Chicago, meeting with good success each time, and of late she has made this city her headquarters, the favorable reports made of her doings by her credulous dupes, bringing her much custom. Mrs. Blair encountered some insurmountable difficulties in trying to humbug the citizens of Roscoe, Ill., about two years ago. After making a somewhat favorable impression on a few people there, one of the citizens sent for Dr. J. Phillips, a dentist of Belvidere, with whom he was acquainted, and who had incidentally acquired some little reputation as a medium detective. On the Doctor's arrival he was favored with an opportunity to witness the painting performance of the "spirit artist." He immediately suspected that she was able to see, nowwithstanding the apparent thoroughness of the blindfolding; and then, by acutual experiment, he proceeded to demonstrate that a person thus blindfolded could see. An enthusiastic and sanguine Spiritualist offered to wager the Doctor $50 that Mrs. Blair could paint with a newspaper fastened over her face, and the offer was promptly accepted. But some difficulty arose as to the manner of arranging the newspaper. The medium wanted but a single thickness of paper, and to have it pressed close to her eyes. The paper she provided had several pinholes or perforations in it. The Doctor wanted to cover her face with a newspaper several times folded, bulging away from her eyes, with no perforations of it before or after its adjustment. At length the wager was declared "off," and Mrs. Blair took herself off to "fresh fields and pastures new." Dr. Phillips, who can be addressed on the subject is still willing to invest $50 or more if need be in an undubitable demonstration that Mrs. Blair, or any one else, can paint when so thoroughly blindfolded as not to admit of the possibility of seeing. Mrs. Blair now paints in private only. For three dollars or more she produces for whomsoever employs her, what she calls a "family picture," that is a wreath, or something of the sort containing a miscellaneous assortment of pretty poses, the white ones representing the deceased female members of the employer's family, and unopened bads, the lost little ones. If the possessor of this "family picture" does not immediately call to mind as many dear departed female relatives, as there are white flowers to represent them, he murmuring something about being big enough now," tween the cold sheets, we placidly on his feet upon his rises, yawns, stretches him paper on the floor, and sells proceeds to that vigorous ing the coal stove. Just not altogether pleasant: "For pity's sake!ain't you yet?" "Yes, yes I'm don't you go to sleep and alone?" Then he discovers that needed. When that is suited into the stove he sits his feet. Next, he slowly dress, and as he stands set and absently gazing on the dangling over the back of members that the clock yet. When that is attentive a drink of water, and adresses to the kitchen. Once he returns his skin resorted picked chicken, and once himself before the fire fok up." As the clock strikes out the gas, and with a few clothes and a few spasms subsides—no, not yet; here the front door was locked flop of the bed covers remark: "Good gracious isn't enough to try the pain Setting her teeth hard she flop with its accompanying air, and then quietly insisted for the night," to wit by muttering: "If you are ingest woman!"—Detroit A Vermont school-master never felt unequal to any line of his profession one occasion when a his bouncing 15-year-old on the school's walking ter's desk said: "That gal, and if ever you can down hill with the boys to trounce her." If you cannot be a great vessel of bliss you can be a little wayside of life singing and all night, and giving water to every weary phases by. A man may be greater never wise and good without for it. has only to wait awhile and a mother-in-law, great-aunt, or forty-second cousin will occur to him. If there are fewer white flowers than remembered departed female relatives, he is forced to conclude that conditions favored the representation only of the nearer and dearer ones. As to the buds, by a concatenation of contingent circumstances, they can often be construed into a "most wonderful test." Mrs. Blair is welcome to this advertisement. "Further developments," relating to other Chicago mediums, are reserved for another article—Chicago Tribune. St. Bernard. The most significant historical works of Neander is his sketch of St. Bernard, the ideal monk, as Luther calls him, whose very physiognomy is a portrait of the Middle Ages; who prefers the democratic theocracy to the feudal monarchy; who restrains in Abelard the first impatience of human reason to emancipate itself prematurely; who reorganizes the monastic orders to give them a more spiritual character; who awakes the lethargic peoples, petrified with penance, to launch them in the Crusades, and by this means to reveal, as if by miracle, the existence of liberty. Rich, powerful, possessed of wide domains, born in the fertile land of Brittany, he despised dignities, property, wealth, for the rude gown of the monk, for the wandering life of the apostle, for intellectual and religious converse with the poor and oppressed, for the pleasure of combating the pride of the strong and the powerful. Pale as death, emaciated as a skeleton, without any life but that which shone in his sparkling eyes; ecstatic to such a point that he sometimes lost the THE FIRESIDE. Infant Precocity—Its Dangers. We just now assume to be fond of science, and talk wisely concerning nature's laws, especially such as are at a convenient distance and don't infringe upon ourselves; but we fight shy of many a physiological truth of nature, among which is that embodied in the old aphorism, "Soon ripe, soon rotten." Far be it from me to growl at the little ones, the bright little ones. I have no cynical dislike for them—I even sympathize in a parent's pride; but in the interest of these infants, I say to parental pride, and fain would say it forcibly, "Forbear! you are ruining, destroying the object on which you build such high hopes." Humanity is not a legitimate subject for hot-house forcing; it arrives at its best strength and most desirable development only in its natural element, and by natural stages of a rather slow growth. It much more frequently happens that a somewhat dull child, or one that has shown merely a kind of quiet common sense, comes by-and-by to the front on the great stage of human affairs, than otherwise. The vivacious, sparkling, meteoric style of infancy seems usually to burn itself out; and its ashes fill either an early grave, the drooping form of an invalid, or that of some fitfully-flashing, but on the whole incompetent sample of mediocrity. There are exceptions to all rules, but this is the rule with regard to the growth of intellect, not to say genius, and both these are more likely to be developed by the exigencies and hard knocks of actual life, as nature prepares the way, than by the pampering and force. The Cost of Living. Valuable statistics in regard to the comparative cost of living in America and Europe are given in the last Massachusetts Labor Report: One dollar will buy twenty pounds of flour in Boston, one or two pounds more in several European seaports, but the same or considerably less in a majority of the places compared. In Boston one dollar will buy 5.56 pounds of fresh beef, roasting piece. In no place in England will it buy so much by a pound or more, and in Europe still less, Copenhagen being the only place given where it will buy more. Butter in Europe averages a pound more to the dollar than here, cheese less by more than that, except in a few spots. As for potatoes, they are cheaper here than in England, and dearer than in Ireland or Germany. Seven or eight pounds of pork for a dollar are sold here, and not much over half as much can be obtained for that sum in England or Europe, and nowhere as much. In rice, milk and eggs, they have the advantage of us. Tea costs less here than in England, but more than on the Continent. With coffee it is about the same, though the difference is little. In sugar the British are a little better off, the Continents are a good deal worse. Coal is cheaper here than in Germany, and dearer than in England. Merrimae or common prints are cheaper here than anywhere in England or Europe. Boots are about the same here as there, generally speaking. There are but two or three places in England or the Continent where brown sheetings are cheaper than here, while in brown shirtings the foreigners are better off. Rent A very strong other day (as of the North dies' Own Lady) who was haunted by Her father was an insult man. Two London was paid no attention engrossed with a few weeks' visit to surprised by lady to grant interview. Ing-room, and of the apartments suppose that sion are accustomed to you." He ing confession state of her father ceed. "You prepared for she continued it. It is now saw you. You changed a learned much taken in belied?" "No ried." "An gaged!" "Y ask that," said I will. THE FIRESIDE. Infant Precocity—Its Dangers. We just now assume to be fond of science, and talk wisely concerning nature's laws, especially such as are at a convenient distance and don't infringe upon ourselves; but we fight shy of many a physiological truth of nature, among which is that embodied in the old aphorism, "Soon ripe, soon rotten." Far be it from me to growl at the little ones, the bright little ones. I have no cynical dislike for them—I even sympathize in a parent's pride; but in the interest of these infants, I say to parental pride, and fain would say it forcibly, "Forbear! you are ruining, destroying the object on which you build such high hopes." Humanity is not a legitimate subject for hot-house forcing; it arrives at its best strength and most desirable development only in its natural element, and by natural stages of a rather slow growth. It much more frequently happens that a somewhat dull child, or one that has shown merely a kind of quiet common sense, comes by-and-by to the front on the great stage of human affairs, than otherwise. The vivacious, sparkling, meteoric style of infancy seems usually to burn itself out; and its ashes fill either an early grave, the drooping form of an invalid, or that of some fitfully-flashing, but on the whole incompetent sample of mediocrity. There are exceptions to all rules, but this is the rule with regard to the growth of intellect, not to say genius, and both these are more likely to be developed by the exigencies and hard knocks of actual life, as nature prepares the way, than by the pampering and force. The Cost of Living. Valuable statistics in regard to the comparative cost of living in America and Europe are given in the last Massachusetts Labor Report: One dollar will buy twenty pounds of flour in Boston, one or two pounds more in several European seaports, but the same or considerably less in a majority of the places compared. In Boston one dollar will buy 5.56 pounds of fresh beef, roasting piece. In no place in England will it buy so much by a pound or more, and in Europe still less, Copenhagen being the only place given where it will buy more. Butter in Europe averages a pound more to the dollar than here, cheese less by more than that, except in a few spots. As for potatoes, they are cheaper here than in England, and dearer than in Ireland or Germany. Seven or eight pounds of pork for a dollar are sold here, and not much over half as much can be obtained for that sum in England or Europe, and nowhere as much. In rice, milk and eggs, they have the advantage of us. Tea costs less here than in England, but more than on the Continent. With coffee it is about the same, though the difference is little. In sugar the British are a little better off, the Continents are a good deal worse. Coal is cheaper here than in Germany, and dearer than in England. Merrimae or common prints are cheaper here than anywhere in England or Europe. Boots are about the same here as there, generally speaking. There are but two or three places in England or the Continent where brown sheetings are cheaper than here, while in brown shirtings the foreigners are better off. Rent How It Is. There's where a man has the advantage. He can undress in a cold room and have the bed warm before a woman has got her hair-pins out and her shoes untied. That's how it looks in print, and this is how it is in reality: "I'm going to bed, my dear. It's half past ten." No reply. Now, John, you know you're always late in the morning. Do get to bed." "Yes, in a minute," he replies, as he turns the paper wrong side out and begins a lengthy article headed "The Louisiana Muddler." Fifteen minutes later she calls from the bedroom: "John, come to bed, and not keep the gas burning here all night," and murmuring something about "the bill being big enough now," she creeps between the cold sheets, while John sits placidly on, his feet upon the piano stool and a cigar in his mouth. By-and-by he rises, yawns, stretches himself, throws the paper on the floor, and seizing the shaker proceeds to that vigorous exercise, shaking the coal stove. Just at this stage a not altogether pleasant voice inquires: "For pity's sake! ain't you ready for bed yet?" "Yes, yes, I'm coming! Why don't you go to sleep and let a fellow alone?" Then he discovers that there is coal needed. When that is supplied and ratified into the storm he disarms to mourn a somewhat dull child, or one that has shown merely a kind of quiet common sense, comes by-and-by to the front on the great stage of human affairs, than otherwise. The vivacious, sparkling, meteoric style of infancy seems usually to burn itself out; and its ashes fill either an early grave, the drooping form of an invalid, or that of some fitfully-flashing, but on the whole incompetent sample of mediocrity. There are exceptions to all rules, but this is the rule with regard to the growth of intellect, not to say genius, and both these are more likely to be developed by the exigencies and hard knocks of actual life, as nature prepares the way, than by the pampering and forcing of early stimulation. Just observe a little one whose parents glory in its precocity, how the lights and shades of color and expression chase each other over mobile features; how the eyes glow and the nervous system of the excitable miniature candidate for public applause is upon the strain when or wherever it feels itself to be on exhibition. Almost superhuman must such a child be, if its self-consciousness do not soon make it an object of censure, if not of dislike, to everybody except its doting friends, some who would win favor with these, or perchance a passing stranger attracted for a moment. But this is not the worst of it: that eagerness for notice, for admiration, is a fever hurrying on the life-currents with an unwholesome, an exhaustive impulse. In past times people used to push and ply their promising infants with book-lore; this is not now the fashion; it is not school-books and school-masters that now-a-days sap the life of little Dombeys; it is excitement, not work, that, especially among us, does the mischief—Science of Health. Hot Alex-Water is a recent suggestion as an insecticide. It will destroy real and black ants, cockroaches, spiders, chintz-bugs and all crawling pests which infest our homes. Take two pounds of alum and dissolve it in three or four quarts of boiling water; let it stand on the fire till the alum dispears; then apply it with a brush, while nearly boiling hot, to every joint and crevice in your closets, bedsteads, pantry shelves, and the like. Brush the crevices in the floor of the skirting or mop-boards, if you suspect that they harbor vermin. If, in whitewashing a ceiling, plenty of alum is added to the lime, it will also serve to keep insects at a distance. Cookroaches will flee the paint that has been washed in cool alum-water. Sugar barrels and boxes can be freed from ants by drawing a chalk line just around the edge of them. The mark must be unbroken, or they will creep over it; but a continuous chalk mark half an inch in width will set their deprudations at naught. Powdered alum or borax will keep the chintz-bugs at a respectful distance; and travelers should always carry a package in their handbags to scatter over and under their pillows in places where they have reason to suspect the presence of such bed-fellows. The Journal of Chemistry. INFALLIBLE AND QUICK CURE FOR DIAPHERIA.—The Hamilton Spectator (South Australia) publishes details of the "Greathead" cure for diaphtheria. The disease is declared by Mr. Greathead to be of hydrated growth, and that the germs of it flowing about in certain im- Cleaning and Oiling Harness. Many a harness is spoiled for the want of a little care at the proper time. The Chicago Journal gives the following directions for cleaning and oiling harness: Our advice to those intending to clean harness is first to unbuckle all the straps, and remove all the metallic portions possible without ripping the stitching; then if a thick coating has formed on any part where the harness came in contact with the horse, remove it by scraping it with a wooden scraper; then place the straps in water, and after they have been well soaked, lay them on a board, and with soap and brush clean off all superfluous matter on the surface. They should then be allowed to surface dry, and if they were hard before cleaning, neatsfoot oil should be applied; this will penetrate the leather and open the pores. As soon as the oil has entered the leather, apply a coat of melted tallow, thoroughly smearing all parts of the straps; then lay all the straps out on a board and allow them to dry; as the water dries out the oil and grease will enter and fill the pores of the leather, one softening it, other forming a barrier against moisture from atmospheric or other sources. After the moisture has dried out, all the superfluous grease on the surface may be removed with a cloth, and some varnish black be applied if desired. Leather will absorb moisture rapidly, unless the pores are well filled, and there is no grease so well suited for this purpose as tallow. It is the province of the oil to soften the fibre, but in so doing it opens the pores, and renders the leather extremely sensitive to moisture, unless they are well saturated with grease. William IV. He sleeps in the same room with the Queen, but in a separate bed. At a quarter before eight every morning his calet de chambre knocks at the door, and at ten minutes before eight exactly he gets out of bed, puts on a flannel dressing-gown and trousers, and walks into his dressing-room. Let who will be there, he never takes the slightest notice of them till he emerges from his sanctuary when, like the malade imaginaire, he accosta whoever may be present with a cheerful aspect. He is long at his abultions, and takes up an hour and a half in dressing. At half past nine he breakfasts with the Queen, ing confessions state of her father's ceed. "You prepared for me continued time. It is now saw you. Changed a few learned much taken in belied tired!" "Not ried." "And gaged?" "You ask that," said plied. "I will for four-roomed tenements is from two to four times cheaper in Great Britain and on the Continent than in Boston; in Austria fifteen times cheaper. Board also is from once and a half to twice as cheap in Europe and Great Britain as in Boston. A few days was found lying upon her addressed to her called to his sign. She has asked him to ring the whose name He was to presend it to her sign. She has inclosed the Every penny to the doctor's said she," "and shall be dead no food nor meat; and now no reproach live without death dead look at your name make of you. What he has holiday to It other request I am buried grave." The intention made On her breast printed in thither the doctor's name have been years before. Printed by her she first saw... murmuring something about "the bill being big enough now," she creeps between the cold sheets, while John sits placidly on, his feet upon the piano stool and a cigar in his mouth. By-and-by he rises, yawns, stretches himself, throws the paper on the floor, and seizing the shaker proceeds to that vigorous exercise, shaking the coal stove. Just at this stage a not altogether pleasant voice inquires: "For pity's sake! ain't you ready for bed yet?" "Yes, yes, I'm coming! Why don't you go to sleep and let a fellow alone?" Then he discovers that there is coal needed. When that is supplied and rattled into the store he sits down to warm his feet. Next, he slowly begins to undress, and as he stands scratching himself and absently gazing on the last garment, dangling over the back of a chair, he remembers that the clock is not wound yet. When that is attended to he wants a drink of water, and away he promotes to the kitchen. Of course, when he returns his skin resembles that of a picked chicken, and once more he seats himself before the fire for a last "warm up." As the clock strikes twelve he turns out the gas, and with a flop of the bed-clothes and a few spasmodic shivers he subsides—no, not yet; he forgot to see if the front door was locked, and another flop of the bed covers brings forth the remark: "Good gracious!" if that man ain't enough to try the patience of Job!" Setting her teeth hard she awaits the final flop, with its accompanying blast of cold air, and then quietly inquires "If he is settled for the night," to which he replies by muttering: "If you ain't the provok ingest woman!"—Detroit Free Press. A Vermont school-master says he never felt unequal to any demand in the line of his profession, excepting on one occasion, when a farmer brought his bouncing 15-year old daughter to the school, and walking up to the master's desk said: "That's my youngest gal, and if over you catch her alldin' down hill with the boys I just want you to trounce her." If you cannot be a great river, bearing great vessels of blessings to the world, you can be a little spring by the wayside of life, singing marry all day and all night, and giving a cup of cold water to every weary, thirsty one who passes by. A man may be great by chance, but never wise and good without taking pain for it. INFALLIBLE AND QUICK CURE FOR DIPHTHERIA.—The Hamilton Spectator (South Australia) publishes details of the "Greathead" cure for diphtheria. The disease is declared by Mr. Greathead to be of hydrated growth, and that the germs of it flowing about in certain impure atmosphere were inhaled by human beings. For a grown person four drops of sulphuric acid diluted in three-quarters of a tumbler of water; with a smaller dose for children. The effect of this treatment was instantaneous, the acid at once destroying the parasites and the patient coughing up the obstruction. The papers have teemed with accounts of sufferers who had recovered in a few minutes by adopting the "Greathead" treatment. Children, almost previously in a dying state, were declared to be playing about within ten minutes, and at a computation some forty or fifty of these sudden recoveries have been placed on record with full particulars. ROYAL FRUIT CAKE.—Five cups of flour, five eggs, one and one-half cups of sugar, one cup of molasses, one and one-half cups of butter, one teaspoonful saleratus, one-half a cup of milk, two pounds of chopped raisins, three pounds of currants, one and one-half pounds of citron, two tablespoonfuls of cinnamon, one nutmeg, two teaspoonfuls of cloves. This is a splendid recipe; I have some cake now that I made a year ago and it is nicer now than when first baked. FELONS AND RUSTY NAILS.—Elder Evans, the Shaker, says: "For the past ten years we have treated felons with hot water, and with unerring success. No blistering, no anything, but immersing the finger, hand, or even the whole arm, if necessary, in water as hot as can be borne, until the pain is gone and the core is loosened and drawn from the bone. When rusty nails have produced wounds, the same course has been pursued. If on the hand or foot keep it in hot water." Now they are adulterating honey. This is a least-tily fraud—Terms Hands Mail. He sleeps in the same room with the Queen, but in a separate bed. At a quarter before eight every morning his ealet de chambre knocks at the door, and at ten minutes before eight exactly he gets out of bed, puts on a flannel dressing-gown and trousers, and walks into his dressing-room. Let who will be there, he never takes the slightest notice of them till he emerges from his sanctuary, when, like the malade imaginaire, he accosts whoever may be present with a cheerful aspect. He is long at his ablutions, and takes up an hour and a half in dressing. At half past nine he breakfasts with the Queen, the ladies, and any of his family; he eats a couple of fingers and drinks a dish of coffee. After breakfast he reads the Times and Morning Post, commenting aloud on what he read in very plain terms, and sometimes they heard "That's a damned lie," or some such remark, without knowing what it applies. After breakfast he devotes himself with Sir Herbert Taylor to business till two, when he lunches (two cutlets and two glasses of sherry); then he goes out for a dinner time; at dinner he drinks a bottle of sherry—no other wine—and eats moderately; he goes to bed soon after eleven. He is in dreadfully low spirits and cannot rally at all; the only interval of pleasure which he has lately had was during the Devonshire election, when he was delighted at John Russell's defeat. He abhors all his ministers, even those whom he used rather to like formerly, but hates Lord John the most of all. When Adolphins told him that a dinner ought to be given to the Ascot races, he said, "You know I cannot give a dinner; I cannot give any dinners without inviting the ministers, and I would rather see the devil than any one of them at my house." I asked him how he was with them in his inevitable official relations. He said that he had as little to do with them as he could, and bowed them out when he gave any of them audiences as fast as possible—Greville Memoir. The Newark woman who married four husbands out of the same family explained her conduct by saying that she was determined to find-out whether there was a man among them worth a cent for any earthly purpose. The fourth man is still on trial. They don't ask if a young Georgian owns land or personal property, but when he commences to court a girl, they query: "How many lottery tickets has he got?" GAZETTE. NO. 19. A Touching Story. A very strange story was told to me the other day (says a London correspondent of the North British Advertiser and Ladies' Own Journal). In a town not far from London there lived a young lady who was handsome, tolerably wealthy, and more than usually well educated. Her father was an invalid; her mother was an insipid, cold, and heartless woman. Two years ago, a physician of London was called to attend the father; in this way the young lady saw him. He paid no attention to her; his mind was engrossed with his professional duties. A few weeks ago, this doctor, after paying a visit to his patient, was somewhat surprised by being asked by the young lady to grant her the favor of a private interview. She took him into the drawing-room, and led him to the further end of the apartment. "Doctor," said she,"I suppose that gentleman of your profession are accustomed to receive strange confidences; I have a confession to make to you." He supposed that the impending confession had something to do with the state of her own health, or with that of her father, and he begged her to proceed. "You will, however, scarcely be prepared for what I am about to say," she continued, "but I wish you to hear it. It is now just two years since I first saw you. You have scarcely ever exchanged a word with me, but I have learned much about you. I am not mistaken in believing that you are unmarried?" "No," said he, "I am not married." "And your affections are not engaged?" "You scarcely have the right to ask that," said he. "Well, then," she replied. "I will not ask it; but I must make Riding in the Himalayas. The roads in the Himalaya Mountains in India are for the most part bridlepaths, only a few feet in width, cut in the sides of the mountains, and frequently overhanging tremendous precipices. On the writer's first visit to this region, a friend sent him a pony to ride. He mounted and rode several miles, but then hastily dismounted. The path was cut out of solid rock, and consisted of a narrow flight of broad steps, overhanging a sheer precipice of (say) two thousand feet. He concluded his own feet would be safer than those of the horse, and hence preferred walking until the danger was past. After a short residence among the mountains, this nervousness wore away, and we were accustomed to gallop along the narrow ledges and round sharp curves without the slightest hesitation. That the dangers are not imaginary, is seen from the following account in a recent number of Blackwood's Magazine. No animal is so easily startled as a horse, or so readily becomes sensitive. It will shy at an oyster-shell, though doing so may dash itself to pieces over a precipice. One can easily guess what danger its rider incurs on a narrow, parapetless road above a precipice, where there are monkeys and falling rocks to startle it, and where there are obstinate hillmen, who will saunaam the rider, say what he may, and who take the inner side of the road, in order to prop their burdens against the rock, and to have a good look at him as he passes. One of the saddest of the accidents which have thus happened, was that which befell a very young lady, a daughter of Rev. Mr. Rebsch, the missionary at He supposed that the impending confession had something to do with the state of her own health, or with that of her father, and he begged her to proceed. "You will, however, scarcely be prepared for what I am about to say," she continued, "but I wish you to hear it. It is now just two years since I first saw you. You have scarcely ever changed a word with me, but I have learned much about you. I am not mistaken in believing that you are unmarried?" "No," said he, "I am not married." "And your affections are not engaged?" "You scarcely have the right to ask that," said he. "Well, then," she replied, "I will not ask it; but I must make to you my confession. I love you with all my heart. I wish you to marry me. I loved you from the first moment I saw you. I said to myself: 'I will wait for two years; if he then speaks to me, I will know what to say.' You have not spoken, and now I speak. I say I love you with all my heart; you are necessary for me. Will you marry me!" The doctor, who although not a very young man, was twice the age of the young lady, recovering a little from his surprise, tried to turn the matter off as a joke; but the young lady was very serious. "No," said she; "I am in very sober earnest. I know all you may say or think as to the indelicacy of my proposal; but I cannot help it. I ask you once more, can you love me, and will you marry me?" "In sober earnestness, then," he replied, "I cannot marry you." "Then I shall die," said she, very calmly, and she left the room. The doctor had heard people say before this that they should die, and he left the house without attaching much importance to the prophecy, although wondering greatly at the other portion of that interview. A few days after this the young lady was found dead in her bed. Two letters lay upon her dressing-table. One was addressed to her family solicitor. It recalled to his mind a promise he had made her. She had gone to see him, and asked him to make out a paper transferring the whole of her property to a person whose name she would then give him. He was to prepare the necessary paper, and send it to her to fill up the blanks and sign. She had done this, and she now inclosed the paper filled up and signed. Every penny of her property was given to the doctor. "I told you I should die," said she, "and when you receive this, I shall be dead. For ten days I have taken no food nor drink, but that does not kill me, and now I have taken poison. I have no reproach to cast to you, but could not live without your love. When I am dead, look at my heart. You will see your name there. I have two requests to make of you. Go to my solicitor and take what he has for you, and then go off on a holiday to Italy for a few months. The other request is that you never ask where I am buried, and never come to my grave." There was a post-mortem examination made of the young lady's body. On her breast, over her heart, deeply imprinted in the flesh, were the initials of the doctor's name. The characters seemed to have been made there two or three years before. They were probably imprinted by her own hand on the day when she first saw him. Ice in Paris. The Practical Farmer says: It is well settled in the opinion of all our best dairymen that bran greatly promotes the milk secretions in cows, and it is fed almost universally. About equally mixed with corn meal is the usual proportion. This mixture seems to promote both quantity and quality of milk. From several sources we hear that buckwheat bran is a great producer of milk, and it is being used considerably among our Chester county dairymen, in about the same proportion as the other. Thomas Gawthrop, near West Grove, Chester county, also by repeated trials with his own cows, has fully satisfied himself that they do as well with corn and cob meal and bran as with pure corn meal and bran. The amount of nutriment in corn cobs is so very small that this result will have to be explained on the supposition of the ground cob acting to promote digestion by distending the stomach. The presence of bulky material being necessary to fill up the stomach of ruminating animals, before digestion can be accomplished, is frequently lost sight of. Hungarian grass is also found for milch cows to be rather superior to the ordinary run of hay. The last year or two Hungarian grass has loomed up wonderfully in the estimation of our dairy farmers; and a very large scope of land will be sowed with it the coming season. It matures for cutting in about sixty days, and produces two to four tons per acre—the lat- At half the Queen, family; he eats drinks a dish of plain terms, and "That's a remark, with applies. After myself with Sir Mill two, when two glasses fit for a drive he drinks a wine—and bed soon affilly low spirits only intervalately had was infection, when Russell's defeat, even those like formerly most of all, what a dinner scot races, he give a dinner; without invitation rather see them at my head he was with special relations. little to do with saved them out audiences as memoir. married four family explain that she was deprived there was a cent for any man is still married Georgian property, but sort a girl, they buy tickets has room with the lil. At a quarrelning his calet nor, and at ten day he gets out dressing-gowns his dressing-ware, he never of them till he cry, when, like costs whoever powerful aspect, and takes up thing. At half the Queen, family; he eats drinks a dish of plain terms, and "That's a remark, with applies. After myself with Sir Mill two, when two glasses fit for a drive he drinks a wine—and bed soon affilily low spirits only intervalately had was infection, when Russell's defeat, even those like formerly most of all, what a dinner scot races, he give a dinner; without invitation rather see them at my head he was with special relations. little to do with saved them out audiences as memoir. married four family explain that she was deprived there was a cent for any man is still married Georgian property, but sort a girl, they buy tickets has room with the lil. At a quarrelning his calet nor, and at ten day he gets out dressing-gowns his dressing-ware, he never of them till he cry, when, like costs whoever powerful aspect, and takes up thing. At half the Queen, family; he eats drinks a dish of plain terms, and "That's a remark, with applies. After myself with Sir Mill two, when two glasses fit for a drive he drinks a wine—and bed soon affilily low spirits only intervalately had was infection, when Russell's defeat, even those like formerly most of all, what a dinner scot races, he give a dinner; without invitation rather see them at my head he was with special relations. little to do with saved them out audiences as memoir. married four family explain that she was deprived there was a cent for any man is still married Georgian property, but sort a girl, they buy tickets has room with the lil. At a quarrelning his calet nor, and at ten day he gets out dressing-gowns his dressing-ware, he never of them till he cry, when, like costs whoever powerful aspect, and takes up thing. At half the Queen, family; he eats drinks a dish of plain terms, and "That's a remark, with applies. After myself with Sir Mill two, when two glasses fit for a drive he drinks a wine—and bed soon affilily low spirits only intervalately had was infection, when Russell's defeat, even those like formerly most of all, what a dinner scot races, he give a dinner; without invitation rather see them at my head he was with special relations. little to do with saved them out audiences as memoir. married four family explain that she was deprived there was a cent for any man is still married Georgian property, but sort a girl, they buy tickets has room with the lil. At a quarrelning his calet nor, and at ten day he gets out dressing-gowns his dressing-ware, he never of them till he cry, when, like costs whoever powerful aspect, and takes up thing. At half the Queen, family; he eats drinks a dish of plain terms, and "That's a remark, with applies. After myself with Sir Mill two, when two glasses fit for a drive he drinks a wine—and bed soon affilily low spirits only intervalately had was infection, when Russell's defeat, even those like formerly most of all, what a dinner scot races, he give a dinner; without invitation rather see them at my head he was with special relations. little to do with saved them out audiences as memoir. married four family explain that she was deprived there was a cent for any man is still married Georgian property, but sort a girl, they buy tickets has room with the lil. At a quarrelning his calet nor, and at ten day he gets out dressing-gowns his dressing-ware, he never of them till he cry, when, like costs whoever powerful aspect, and takes up thing. At half the Queen, family; he eats drinks a dish of plain terms, and "That's a remark, with applies. After myself with Sir Mill two, when two glasses fit for a drive he drinks a wine—and bed soon affilily low spirits only intervalately had was infection, when Russell's defeat, even those like formerly most of all, what a dinner scot races, he give a dinner; without invitation rather see them at my head he was with special relations. little to do with saved them out audiences as memoir. married four family explain that she was deprived there was a cent for any man is still married Georgian property, but sort a girl, they buy tickets has room with the lil. At a quarrelning his calet nor, and at ten day he gets out dressing-gowns his dressing-ware, he never of them till he cry, when, like costs whoever powerful aspect, and takes up thing. At half the Queen, family; he eats drinks a dish of plain terms, and "That's a remark, with applies. 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After myself with Sir Mill two，when two glasses fit for a drive他 drinks a wine—and bed soon affilily low spirits only intervalately had was infection，when Russell's defeat，even those like formerly most of all，what a dinner scot races，he give a dinner；without invitation rather see them at my head他 was with special relations。little to do with saved them out audiences as memoir. married four family explain that she was deprived there was a cent for any man is still married Georgian property，but sort a girl，they buy tickets has room with the lil. At a quarrelning his calet nor，and at ten day he gets out dressing-gowns his dressing-ware，he never of them till he cry，when，like costs whoever powerful aspect，and takes up thing. At半 the Queen，family；he eats drinks a dish of plain terms，and "That's a remark，with applies. After myself with Sir Mill two，when two glasses fit for a drive他 drinks a wine—and bed soon affilily low spirits only intervalately had was infection，when Russell's defeat，even those like formerly most of all，what a dinner scot races，he give a dinner；without invitation rather see them at my head他 was with special relations。little to do with saved them out audiences as memoir. married four family explain that she was deprived there was a cent for any man is still married Georgian property，but sort a girl，they buy tickets has room with the lil. At a quarrelning his calet nor，and at ten day he gets out dressing-gowns his dressing-ware，he never of them till he cry，when，like costs whoever powerful aspect，and takes up thing. At半 the Queen，family；he eats drinks a dish of plain terms，and "That's a remark，with applies. After myself with Sir Mill two，when two glasses fit for a drive他 drinks a wine—and bed soon affilily low spirits only intervalately had was infection，when Russell's defeat，even those like formerly most of all，what a dinner scot races，he give a dinner；without invitation rather see them at my head他 was with special relations。little to do with saved them out audiences as memoir. married four family explain that she was deprived there was a cent for any man is still married Georgian property，but sort a girl，they buy tickets has room with the lil. At a quarrelning his calet nor，and at ten day he gets out dressing-gowns his dressing-ware，he never of them till he cry，when，like costs whoever powerful aspect，and takes up thing. At半 the Queen，family；he eats drinks a dish of plain terms，and "That's a remark，with applies. After myself with Sir Mill two，when two glasses fit for a drive他 drinks A wine—and bed soon affilily low spirits only intervalately had was infection，when Russell's defeat，even those like formerly most of all，what A dinner scot races，他 give A dinner；without invitation rather see them at my head他 was with special relations。little to do with saved them out audiences as memoir. married four family explain that she was deprived there was a cent for any man is still married Georgian property，但 sort A girl，她 ticket has room with the lil. At A quarrelning his New York Times describes the scenes in Paris on New Year's night which was memorable one for the Parisians. He says: "It had been raining all day,and had carried off nearly all the snow that had fallen during the week,and the last of it was just beginning to run into the sewers when the mercury fell,and in two or three hours the streets were covered with ice.The transformation was first noticed as the people were leaving the theatre and returning home.The first of those who left the剧院 went down as soon as they touched the steps,and the others that followed,不 taking warning,metted with the same mishap.The horses in the streets suffered from the same cause; hundreds of the poor animals had their legs broken,but many were saved by the drivers wrapping portions of their blankets around their feet. One blacksmith stationed himself at the corner ofa street and drove nails in the horses' shoes,they savinga great many.A considerate shop-keeper stood by one ofthe theatre doors and sold woolen stockings,and the price he askedwas readily given by the unfortunate pedestrians.On looking at the scene next morning he says that the streets were strenuedwiththewrecksofcabs.wagonsandvehiclesofall sorts.Some fifteen hundred accidents are reported,在which six persons were killed.One hospital alone had 217 cases of broken and fractured limbs,and it was not until late on the day ofthe 2dthat travel was resumed. What doth it profit if he gets seven dressing-gowns and fourteen pair of slippers and has not the whencewith to go to market? The heated in a quarrel are always the defeated. Prosperity is poor scale to weigh our friends in. The Dutch language—Among us the word "Dutch" is used for the people and language of Germany as well as those of Holland,但 in England it is confined to the latter.A recent English writer praises the Dutch language,and holds it up as model worthy of our imitation。它 is nearest kink to the English,BUT differs entirely from it in one respect.它 does not borrow words from other languages.as does ours,但 when it requiresa new term.produces it from its own resources.The thus for telescope,the Dutch say far-gazer,for hemli-sphere they use half-round;for hydrogen,水-stuff;arithmetic is reckon-craft,and astronomystar-craft;a university is only,a high-school,and university-professoris.a high teacher(though not necessarilya tallman).Other terms are even more curious.A physician is an curelord(thoughhe often fails to cure),anda surgeona heal-master(thoughhe does not always heal).Education is up-feeding,and an advantageis aforeleaseWhich among us is also the coullerofa plough.Four part,我们 preferthe varietywhich is producedin our languagebythe useofwords derivedfromthe Greek,Latinandother tongues. A New Hampshire woman when dyingmade her husband swearonthe Biblethathe would never marrya womanwitha sharp nose.And yeta sharp noseisnot half so badasa sharp tongue. Sharp little Katy Doyle.of Pittsburg,got outof patiencewith her bashful lower's backwardness,and so broughtmatterstoa favorable climaxby sayingto him:"I really believe that you are afraidto ask me to marryyou,foryou knowIwould sayyes." True meritalways comes tothe surfaces: