anaheim-gazette 1876-06-24

ANAHEIM VOL. 6. Woman. An angel wandering out of heaven, And all too bright for Eden even, Once through the paths of Paradise Made luminous the auroral air, And walking in his awful guise Met the Eternal Father there— Who, when he saw the truant sprite, smiled love thro' all those bowers of light. The while within his tranced spell Our Eden'sire lay slumbering near; God saw and said it is not well For man alone to linger here— Then took that angel by the hand, And with a kiss its brow He pressed, And whispering all His mild command, He laid it near the sleeper's breast, With earth enough to make it human— He chained its wings and called it Woman. And if perchance some stains of rust Upon her pinnions yet remain This but the mark of God's own dust, The earth mold of that Eden chain. T. B. Read. Capitulation of Napoleon III. At the spot where Marshal MacMahon was wounded at the commencement of the action Madame de MacMahon has caused a stone cross to be set up. The place is also marked by a poplar-tree, since become celebrated under the name of MacMahon's Poplar. This solitary tree rising from a brick-field dominates opens to the left of the little house. At first the victor and the vanquished conversed together for a moment before the door, each seated on a chair, Napoleon wearing the kept of a general officer, his shoulders covered with a cloak with a red lining, without a sword (General Reille had taken it to the King of Prussia); Bismarck booted, helmeted, a sabre at his side. A group of generals conversed in low tones at a little distance. In a few moments, perhaps because the air was cool, the two interlocutors wished to enter the house. There are two entrances, one to the right, the other to the left. They took, behind the house, the staircase of the left-hand part, a little steep, winding staircase of wood. They reached the first and solitary story, guided by the woman of the house; and, opening the door of a narrow chamber situated to the right of the entrance, they shut them up there, after making a sign to the woman to withdraw. She remained outside while they talked. Their voices were low. The emperor seemed crushed. It was in this interview that Napoleon threw upon his people the responsibility of the war, which his familiars had declared necessary to the interests of the dynasty. A round table covered with oilcloth separated the two men; placed before the window, their gaze upon the land where death had done its work, they remained. Bismarck at the right of the mantel-piece and Napoleon at the left. On the mantel-piece were some little ornaments of porcelain gilded with Ger- Mr. Schmidt's Mi. I geeps me von leedle Praodway, und does a pooh bud I ton't got mooch go mit, so I finds id hard vor der gredit vot I vould like hear abond some goots da going to sell pooty cheap, dot man if he would gife n of dose goots for a goupla gfe me der refusal—dot gouldn't haf dem—but he gall on me und see mine n if mine schtanding in pe berhaps ve might do some Vell, I vas behint mine g day ven a shentelman gome my py der hant und say: I pelieve." I says, "yaw dinks to mineself, dis va has dose goots to sell, un make some goot imbressi ve gould do some pecsnis, schtore," he says, looking youton't got a pooty ready." I vas avraid to dot I only hat 'bout a voort off goots in der bla "You ton't vould dink dree tousand tollar in dis sind id?" He says: "You Vos dot bossible?" I meant dot id vas bossible, so, vor I vas like Shorge he cut town der 'olt e Gommons mit his leed gouldn't dell some lies al Capitulation of Napoleon III. At the spot where Marshal MacMahon was wounded at the commencement of the action Madame de MacMahon has caused a stone cross to be set up. The place is also marked by a poplar-tree, since become celebrated under the name of MacMahon's Poplar. This solitary tree rising from a brick-field dominates all the height. The emperor came on horseback in this direction, but he did not ascend to the crest whereon stands the poplar. At the moment that his horse was slowly climbing the hill, one of his advance officers, preceding him at a gallop, fell mortally wounded. "There is danger in that direction," then said General de Vassoigne to Napoleon. The emperor answered not a word, but turned his horse, and, without haste and at a walk, he returned, silent and overwhelmed, to Sedan. He re-entered the town by the Balan-Gat. At the moment that he passed the Place Turenne, one of the city drummers recognized him and was about to salute him. The emperor, perceiving his design, made a sign to him with his hand, as if to say, "It is no longer worth while." He directed his course toward the sous-prefecture. The Germans had already commenced the bombardment. On the bridge of the Meuse, which was somewhat encumbered, a shell, falling on the vehicle of a wagoner, cut the wagon in two and killed one of the horses. Napoleon, who until then had gone at a walk, at once struck spurs into his horse and reached at a gallop the sous-prefecture, which is at one side to the right. There has been preserved, and was lately exhibited at the Louvre, in the ancient Musée des Souverains, the table on which Napoleon I. had signed the abdication of Fontainebleau. It was pierced with little penknife-stabs multiplied with fury by the vanquished uncle. At the sous-prefecture the nephew covered with pin-pricks, or rather with pen-pricks, a mahogany table. I have seen this drawing-room of the capitulation, and the elegant stage seemed very narrow for such a tragedy! The apartments of the sous-prefecture are preceded by a sort of ante-chamber or hall, which extends from the entrance-door in the guise of a corridor. It was there that the Cent-Gardes were lodged. Trusses of straw had been spread down for their use. While the battle continued, the emperor promenaded there, silently smoking or rather feverishly lighting cigarettes, which he would barely put to his lips, and then almost immediately throw away. Behind him an officer (was it not General Castelnau?) passed his time in treading on the matches to extinguish them, and to prevent their setting fire to the straw. Thus hours passed. General de Wimpffon has related that when he represented himself at the sous-prefecture that evening, to settle the terms of capitulation with the emperor, he found him in bed. The room wherein slept that night he who had been Carsar, is a very shut them up there, after making a sign to the woman to withdraw. She remained outside while they talked. Their voices were low. The emperor seemed crushed. It was in this interview that Napoleon threw upon his people the responsibility of the war, which his familiars had declared necessary to the interests of the dynasty. A round table covered with oilcloth separated the two men; placed before the window, their gaze upon the land where death had done its work, they remained, Bismarck at the right of the mantel-piece and Napoleon at the left. On the mantel-piece were some little ornaments of porcelain gilded with German gold, a special metallic composition so called, and an image representing St. Vincent de Paul. The two shepherds of men could contemplate the image of one who had never known what it was to shed the blood of others. The woman of the house has caused the five gold pieces that Napoleon put into her hand when the conversation was over to be set in a frame and suspended against the wall. Incredible and ironical as it may seem, this interview of Donchery, which marked the fall of an empire, was destined at the same time to bring an unexpected rivalry into the house of the weaver, formerly so peaceful and so industrious an abode. This weaver's house was in reality the house of two weavers, the brothers Fournaise, who worked there in common, both married and both happy. When Napoleon and Bismarck had passed that way, the humble dwelling became on the morrow something like a historical monument. Visitors crowded thither—tourists, travelers, Englishmen. Everybody paid to see the room of the interview, and to cast a glance at the five louis left by the emperor, and at the image of St. Vincent de Paul. Some amateurs of historical relics even proposed to purchase the five framed gold pieces, and to pay very high for them. "They are not for sale," replied the weaver. And he contented himself with selling photographs of the house. All this only profiled one of the brothers Fournaise, the one into whose rooms the emperor and M. Bismarck had entered. "The house belongs to us both," said the other. "It was by chance that they went up stairs to the left—that is to say, to your rooms, when they might as well have gone up the right-hand staircase—that is to say, to mine. Let us share therefore, the profits of the adventure, and let us put into the common purse these new earnings, as we did those of our past labor." "Not at all," made answer that one of the brothers Fournaise who had received the visitors; "it was to my home that they came and the profits are all mine. Each for himself, and so much the worse for you." The women also interfered. Irritation and bitterness arose. After so many years of mutual affection, jealousy divided those two good hearts, and finally brought about a separation. To-day a little wall of stones rises in midst of the house of the weavers, and separates their two abodes. They continue to dwell side-by-side—they must, for their roof is there. But they no longer speak; and the Fournaise who continues make some goof impressions we would do some pecuniary schtore," he says, looking you ton't got a pooty ready." I was availad to dot I only hat 'bout a voort off goots in der blaue "You can't would dink dree tousand tollar in dis sind id!" He says: "Your Vos dot bossible? I meant dot id vas bootsible; so, vor I was like Shorge he cut town der 'olt e Gommons mit his leech couldn't dell some lies alays der shentelman," "I can know petter as anypooh haf got in der schtore," tu a leedle book vrom his bsey: "Vell, I poots you tousand tollars." I ask hap y "poots me town," unless von off der dax-men,broperty, und he tank me nefer vos, because he says honest Deutscher, und sheat der gofernants. I vos, I tidn't veel any m hundord ber cent.venn oft off mine schtore, und I makes free mit sdrange deir peesnes oudt." — Detr Reading No time to read? Why business men can read it an hour every day and do thirty divdecimoes ever quires no great industry once a month, most of it for meals. It has been time. A studious man, called to dinner every day before it was ready, emmoments in writing a wally swelled into several William Gifford, then Carey, the missionary: S.theologian; and Roger statesman, all shoemaker found time to read while bench. John Kitto, whi apprentice at the same end of the material for him was compiled while wwic fourteen or fifteen hours Nicold, the Scotch poet very early boyhood,vw book while on the rosa from his work. Thou eight years old,had he had his studies as well as tha The writer once knew went to mill without worth reading. He went and read not only while being ground,但 whilethe road. He took his hay-field,and read ments while his co-labo off sweat under a shade cool water with ginger it,s smoking,and talking In this age.pre-eminent periodicals and books.for idleness,and an knowledge it affords,can find inkling of it. We can by driving business. A Common General de Wimpfson has related that when he represented himself at the soup-prefecture that evening, to settle the terms of capitulation with the emperor, he found him in bed. The room wherein slept that night he who had been Caesar, is a very simple chamber, with an alcove hung with red curtains. What must his dreams have been there? The room of the prince imperial was just next to it. The son could hear the father speak or sigh. The emperor was so much agitated on the night of that fatal day of the 1st of September that, having asked for a cancle, and the servant having brought one lighted, he said to her: "And the candle—why have you not lighted it?" She did not understand what he meant. "I tell you to light the candle." "But, sir—" He perceived his mistake and said, "Pardon, mademoiselle," and retired to the room with the red curtains. The morning of the battle, passing La Marlee with a melancholy air, he had said to a soldier of the corps of General Lebrun: "Your regiment is not here. You ought to be at Metz." He thought also that he was face to face with the army of Prince Frederick Charles. Such was the confusions of his sick and troubled brain. The most striking spot, however, in this mournfully-celebrated corner of Ardennes is the weaver's house on the Donchery road, the little house where Napoleon and M. Bismarck had that famous interview which preceded the capitulation, and which the chancellor of William has described in an autograph letter. Small, one story high only, with a modest orchard behind, the house of the weaver is situated to the left of the high-road coming from Sedan, whence one can contemplate the immense panorama of the cavirons of the city, where the cannon of Bazaine might perchance have ploughed a path through the forces of the enemy had the commander of the Army of Metz tried all means to break through the circle that surrounded him. If Bazaine had come! But it was not Bazaine but the Prince royal that hastened thither. Eternal fatality! It is Grouchy who is expected, and it is Blucher who arrives! The room where the emperor and M. Bismarck were in that whose window the brothers Fournaise who had received the visitors; "it was to my home that they came and the profits are all mine. Each for himself, and so much the worse for you." The women also interfered. Irritation and bitterness arose. After so many years of mutual affection, jealousy divided those two good hearts, and finally brought about a separation. To-day a little wall of stones rises in the midst of the house of the weavers, and separates their two abodes. They continue to dwell side-by-side—they must, for their roof is there. But they no longer speak; and the Fournaise who continues to work looks with envy on the Fournaise who can, if he pleases, save money while sitting with his arms folded, only using his hands to pick up the coins that fall constantly into his lap since the war. As I was returning to Sedan, my coach-man said to me: "Did you see the five gold-pieces that Napoleon gave to the weaver's wife?" "Yes." "Did you remark one thing?" "What is that?" Among those five pieces of gold there are no two alike. There is one of Napoleon I., one of Louis XVIII., one of Charles X., one of Louis Philippe, and one of Napoleon III.—the last five reigns." The last five reigns! Those words struck me. Chance caused Napoleon III., in drawing from his pocket five gold-pieces to take thence five different coins. Chance has often incredible, ironical, terrible encounters. The two pass-words for the guard of the palace of the Tuilleries—pass-words settled according to custom, a long time beforehand—for the 4th of September, 1870, were—will it be believed?—Soult and Sedan! Why write romances, invent tragedies, seek for the impossible, the astonishing, and the touching, when there exists that eternal tragedy, that incredible romance, that living impossibility called history? ALL PRETTY WELL OFF—The next President, if he be chosen from among the candidates now prominent, is not likely to be a poor man. On the Republican side Mr. Blaine is the richest Secretary Bristow and his wife are worth a quarter of a million. Gov. Hayes is still better off. Senator Conkling is believed to possess over $100,000, while Senator Morton and Mr. Wheeler have a smaller fortune. Gov. Tilden, on the Democratic side, is the wealthiest, he being put down at $4,000,000 or $5,000,000. Judge Davis owns more than $1,000,000, and Senator Thurman has a large fortune. Senator Bayard is well-doing, while Gen. Hancock is in comfortable circumstances—Justin Harold. It is a great mistake little can be accomplished reached the age of thirty-ninths of our clearly exhibited more at fifty years'of age, than lin was forty before he earnest, the study of nishing colleges in America servant until he was paid most students have collegiate education. Siid did not begin the studie he was between fifty-eight age. Greek was the language which Cato, the man censor, acquired; his old age. Alfieri caused a revolution literature of Italy; father in his infancy early years. John Og poetical translations Homer began the study about forty years of a forty-fourth. Boeacca illustrious writers that Italy suffered nearly pass without improvement forty-eight before hearing his great works. Dr. Rugby, learned Germain that he might read Nina尔. HIRTHDAY THREE—ant practice of plantation England. There is no Osborne house, on Picea pinsapo sprig high, that was planted on May 24, 1849, ww years old. Some o might facilitate to do lead to the discovery there can be no re should not do it. He who is false in a thread in the loose defile when she wuntilled MR. SCHMIDT'S MISTAKES. I geeps me von leedle schtore town Praodway, und does a pooty goot peesnis, bud I ton't got mooch gapital to vork mit, so I finds id hard vork to get me all der gredits vot I would like. Last veek I hear abound some goots dat a barty vas going to sell pooty cheap, und so I writes dot man if he would gife me der refusal of dose goots for a gouple a days. He gafe me der refusal—dot is, he sait I gouldn't haf dem—but he sait he would gall on me und see mine sthore und den if mine schtanding in peesnis vas goot berhapa ve might do somedings togedder. Vell, I vas behint mine gounter yederday van a shentelman gomes in und dakes me py der hant und say: "Mr. Schmidt, I believe." I says, "yaw," und den I dinks to mineself, dis vas der man vot has dose goots to sell, und I must dry to make some goot imbressions mit him so ve gould do some peesnis. "Dia vas goot schtore," he says, looking aroundt, "bud you ton't got a pooty pig schtock already." I vas avraid to let him know dot I only hat 'bout a fousand tollars voort off goots in der blace, so I says: "You ton't would dink I hat more as dree tousand tollar in des leedle schtore, sind id?" He says: "You ton't tole met! Vos dot bossible!" I say: "Yaw." I meant dot id cas botible, dough id wasn't so, vor I vas like Shorge Vassington ven he cut town der 'olt elm,' on Poston Gommons mit his leedle gadget, und gouldn't dell some lies about id. "Vell,"蛮 der shentelman "I dinka you ought NOTIONS About Cooking. I would like to ask if any one knows a sensible reason for the idea that, to make nice cake or pastry, the butter or lard should not be melted, but rubbed in cold with the hands? My mother (whom I have seen sit half as hour rabbbing a cup or two of butter and sugar together) has labored faithfully to convert me to that doctrine, but as she can give no reason other than "old cake-makers will tell you to do so," or, "melting the lard for pastry makes it look gray," I am still an unbeliever. I know such pastry looks more gray before it is baked, but can see no reason why it should after, if the grease was merely warmed enough to melt it, and experience convinces me it does not; though, perhaps, if it were poured very hot upon flour or beaten eggs, it might, by partially cooking them, affect the color or quality when baked. I never think it other than a foolish waste of time and strength to work half an hour or more on dough, which, had the shortening been warmed a little, would have mixed just as will in two minutes. Another equally foolish whim is indulged by some when making sponge cake. I refer to the practice of beating whites and yolks of eggs separately, until they are a stiff froth and one's body and patience well-nigh exhausted. By the old fashioned method this was undoubtedly necessary, as, no cream tartar being used, the lightness of the cake depended upon a foamy condition of the eggs; but with cream tartar—as most people make it at An Interview with Lightning. Dr. Franklin cultivated an acquaintance with lightning, and got on rather familiar terms with it. But we believe he never went up quite to where the "tricksy spirit" lives, and made it a call, and found it at home—as Mr. Stone, of Colorado, did. A Western exchange relates how this gentleman climbed Mt. Lincoln with a man and two dogs, one summer day several years ago, and what sort of reception he met there. Mr. Stone observed a heavy cloud approaching rapidly from the northwest, sweeping furiously through a conglaries of rugged peaks, roaring louder and louder as it approached the loftier summit upon which they stood. When the cloud reached the side of the mountain, driven by a fierce wind, it rose rapidly towards the summit. While gazing at it, Mr. Stone stretched his arm towards it, when instantly his fingers began to give out a sound like the buzzing of a large bug or beetle. Very soon this buzzing and snapping sound seemed to be all around them, and more particularly in their hair. The other man, whose bushy locks were so long that they hung down to his shoulders, supposing that a bug had really got into his hat, took it off, when, behold, his hair rose and stood on end, giving him an appearance at once ludicrous and hideous. Mr. Stone, whose hair was shorter and lighter, then took off his hat, and found his hair affected in the same way. He then extended his hand toward his The W It is claimed vital statistics Jews are the in the world. Eases of all fights the great spice the infliction than falls unclared that thof them for deaths from thas almost to be cide is seldom It has been cured turned in ceen and German 1,000,000; tween the Jaws races was one fully studied tween the year number of st Germany was other races that in Furthe children who and 5 years i tian children cent. M. No statistics of greater vital dren of the Jew data that thof the of the Jew while of the 11 months. make some goot impressions mit him so we gould do some pecsnis. "Dis vas got schtore," he says, looking aroundt, "bud you ton't got a pooty pig schtock already." I vas avraid to let him know dot I only hat 'bout a fousand tollars voort offoots in der blace, so I says: "You ton't would dink I hat more as dree tousand tollar in dis leedle schtore, sind id!" He says: "You ton't tole me! Vos dot boasible? I say: 'Yaw.' I meant dot id vas boasible, dough id vasn't so, vor I vas like Shorge Vassington ven he cut town der 'olt elm,' on Poston Gommons mit his leedle hadget, und gouldn't dell some lies about id. "Vell," says der shentelman, "I dinks you ought to know getter as anypody else vot you haf got in der schtore," and den he dakes a leedle book vrom his bocket oudt und say: "Vell, I pools you town vor dree tousand tollars." I ask him vot he means py "poots me town," und den he says he vas von off der dax-men, or assessors off broperty, und he tank me so kintly as nefer vos, because he say I vos sooch an honest Deutscher, und tidn’t dry und sheat der gofernants. I dells you vot it vos, I tidn’t veel any more petter as a hundd ter cent. van dot man valk oudt off mine schtore, und der next dime I makes free mit sdrangers I vinds first deir peesnes oudt.—Detroit Free Press. Reading. No time to read? Why, the most active business men can read newspapers half an hour every day and digest twenty or thirty duodecimoes every year. It requires no great industry to read an octavo once a month, most of it while waiting for meals. It has been done many a time. A studious man, finding he was called to dinner every day a few moments before it was ready, employed those odd moments in writing a work which eventually swelled into several volumes. William Gifford, the critic; William Carey, the missionary; Samuel Drew, the theologian; and Roger Shorman, the statesman, all shoemakers in early life, found time to read while working on the bench. John Kitto, when a boy, was an apprentice at the same trade, and some of the material for his Biblical works was compiled while working on shoes fourteen or fifteen hours a day! Robert Nicold, the Scotch poet, herding cattle in very early boyhood, used to read his book while on the road going to and from his work. Though but seven or eight years old, he had learned to drive his studies as well as the cattle. The writer once knew a lad who never went to the mill without taking a book worth reading. He went with an ox-cart, and read not only while the grist was being ground, but while the team was on the road. He took his newspaper into the hay-field, and read in the spare moments while his co-laborers were wiping off sweat under a shade tree, drinking cool water with ginger and molasses in it, smoking, and talking nonsense. In this age, pre-eminent for newspapers, periodicals and books, there is no excuse for idleness, and anybody who loves knowledge for the benefit and the pleasure it affords, can find time to secure an inkling of it. We can all have leisure by driving business. A Common Mistake. Too Much Medicine.—Some one, writing on the excessive use of medicine and the recuperating power of Nature, says: It would be utterly impossible to tell how many constitutions have been impaired, how many digests ruined, how many complexions spoiled and how many purses emptied, through medicine. What is that you say—that a stitch in time saves nine, and that the right medicine quickly taken averts danger! Very likely. I quite believe that. But in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred, where is the danger? and what is the emergency of the case? Medicine is often the precursor of after misery; and the poor constitution has to pay dearly for its medicinal fillip. The wiser philosophy of the present day is gradually delivering us from these potent perils. Nature has a self-righting power within her; there is a kind of vis medicatrix in the physical frame. Treat the body kindly; let as much pure air as possible get to the lungs, and as much fresh water as possible be applied to the flesh, and as much healthy exercise as duty permits given to the muscles, and early rising as circumstances allow be afforded for the recruitment of the brain, and then medicine will be a very avoidable affair. Chowchow—Boil in one quart of vinegar a quarter of a pound of mustard, mixed as for table use, two ounces of ringer two ounces of white pepper, a arm towards it, when instantly his fingers began to give out a sound like the buzzing of a large bug or beetle. Very soon this buzzing and snapping sound seemed to be all around them, and more particularly in their hair. The other man, whose bushy locks were so long that they hung down to his shoulders, supposing that a bug had really got into his hat, took it off, when, behold, his hair rose and stood on end, giving him an appearance at once ludicrous and hideous. Mr. Stone, whose hair was shorter and lighter, then took off his hat, and found his hair affected in the same way. He then extended his hand toward his companion, when a chain of electric sparks flew out of the ends of his fingers, although covered with a thick glove, until an equilibrium was established. Mean-time, the buzzing kept up all around. A bank of drifted snow lay upon the northeast side of the summit. Two dogs which were with them got upon the snow and engaged in frolicsome gambols, as if in a high state of enjoyment; but they were partially sheltered from the wind, which then swept like a hurricane across the summit. Mr. Stone threw a stick a little way above them, which one of the dogs ran to pick up, but just as he reached it, the wind struck him, and with it an electric shock, which caused him to utter a loud cry, and take to his heels down the side of the mountain, with his hair like the tail of an angry or scared cat. The next sensation was an almost unendurable pricking, as if their entire bodies had been covered with stinging insects, or as if a fine needle had been applied to every pore, while sparks were flying from one man to the other, and from one object to another continually, with still more vigorous buzzing and snapping sounds. Utterting a strong exclamation of terror, the bold mountainer sprang from the summit, and descended the side of the mountain about fifty feet, and Mr. Stone followed him. Double Crimes. Our whole system of treating double crimes with one-sided laws, our whole silly policy of treating one party to a double crime as a fiend, and the other party as an angel or a baby, has been not only inefficient for the end sought to be obtained, but disastrous. The man who offers a bribe to another for any purpose which involves the infraction of a law of the State or nation is, and must be, an equal partner in the guilt; and any law which leaves him out of the transaction is utterly unjust on the face of it. If it is wrong to sell liquor it is wrong to buy it, and wrong to sell because, and only because, it is wrong on both sides, and he who offers a bribe to a weak woman, without home or friends, or the means of life to break the laws of the State, shares her guilt in equal measure. Law can never be respected that is not just. No law can be enforced that lays its hand upon only one of the parties to a double crime. No such law ever was enforced, or ever accomplished the purpose for which it was enacted; and until we are ready to have double laws for double crimes, we stultify ourselves by our unjust measures to suppress those crimes. Our witnesses are all accompaniesome by some when making sponge cake. I refer to the practice of beating whites and yolks of eggs separately, until they are a stiff froth and one's body and patience well-nigh exhausted. By the old-fashioned method this this undoubtedly necessary, as no cream tartar being used,the lightness of the cake depended upon a foamy condition of the eggs; but with cream tartar—as most people make it at the present time—it is good enough when beaten but a moment. One lady who makes a great deal of sponge cake tells me she beats the eggs no more or differently than for any thing else,and she thinks she has just as good success as when she beat a long time and had a lame arm for several days afterward. Perhaps when giving directions for making tarts and puffs, I should have spoken of reserving a portion of the shortening to roll in after it is mixed up，as it possible some may not know how much more flaky that makes it. A friend，who makes very flaky pie-crust with but little lard，kindly gave me what she thinks is the secret of it; she mixes a little lard with flour and cold water till quite stiff; then rolls it out，spreads on a little lard，sprinkles flour over it，and folds it over so it is double；then rolls out and spreads on again，repeating the process two or three times; after the last time，instead of rolling it up as some do，她 folds it over once or twice，and cuts the pieces for use from the edge.Her idea is to keep the layers of shortening as nearly horizontal as possible，avoiding mixing them up，as it would to mold or roll it up，and there seems to be a deal of reason in it.—Farmer Girl，in N.E. Farmer. Too Much Medicine.—Some one，writing on the excessive use of medicine and the recuperating power of Nature,says: It would be utterly impossible to tell how many constitutions have been impaired，how many complexions spoiled and how many purses emptied，通过 medicine。What is that you say—that a stitch in time saves nine，and that the right medicine quickly taken averts danger! Very likely.I quite believe that. But in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred，where is the danger?和 what is the emergency of the case? Medicine is often the precursor of after misery; and the poor constitution has to pay dearly for its medicinal fillip.The wiser philosophy of the present day is gradually delivering us from these potent perils.Nature has a self-righting power within her; there is a kind of vis medicatrix in the physical frame.Treatthe body kindly;let as much pure air as possible get to the lungs，and as much fresh water as possible be applied tothe flesh,and as much healthy exercise as duty permits given tothe muscles,and early rising as circumstances allow be afforded forthe recruitmentofthe brain,andthenmedicinewillbewaveryavoidableaffair. Chowchow—Boil in one quart of vinegar a quarter of a pound of mustard,mixed as for table use,two ounces of ringer two ounces of white pepper,a arm towards it，when instantly his fingers began to give out a sound likethe buzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallaroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposingthatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposingthatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposingthatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposingthatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposingthatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposingthatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposingthatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposingthatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposingthatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposingthatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposingthatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposingthatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposing thatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposing thatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposing thatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposing thatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposing thatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposing thatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposing thatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylocksweresolongthattheyhungdowntohisshoulders,supposing thatabughadrealythebuzzingofalargebugorbeetle.Very soonthis buzzingandsnapping sound seemedtobeallroundthem,andmoreparticularlyinthehair. Theothermanwhosebushylockswereso长期thattheyhung downtohisshoulders,supposing thata bug had realty,the wind struck him,and with it an electric shock,the cause him to utter a loud cry,and take to his heels down-the side of the mountain.with his hair like the tail of an angry or scared cat. The next sensation was an almost unendurable pricking，as if their entire bodies had been covered with stinging insects，或如if a fine needle had been applied，to every pore，white sparks were flying from one man to the other，和从one object到 another continually，以 still more vigorous buzzing 和 snapping sounds．Utterting a strong exclamation of terror，the bold mountainer sprang from the summit，and descendedthe side of the mountain about fifty feet，and Mr. Stone followed him. Double Crimes. Our whole system of treating double crimes with one-sided laws，our whole silky policy of treating one party to a double crime as a fiend，and the other party as an angel or a baby，has been not only inefficient for the end sought to be obtained，但 disastrous.The man who offers a bribee to another for any purpose which involves the infraction of a law ofthe State or nation is，and must be，an equal partner in the guilt；and any law which leaves him out of the face of it．If it is wrong to sell liquor it is wrong to buy it，and wrong to sell because，and only because，它 is wrong on both sides，and he who offers a bribee to a weak woman，不without home or friends，或如if a fine needle had been applied，to every pore，white sparks were flying from one man to the other，和从one object到 another for any purpose which involves the infraction of a law ofthe State，shares her guilt in equal measure.Law can never be respected that is not just．No law can be enforced that lays its hand upon only one of the parties to a double crime.No such law ever was enforced或 ever accomplished-the purpose forwhich it was enacted；and untilwe are ready to have double laws fordouble crimes，我们 stultify ourselves by our unjust measures to suppress those crimes.Our witnesses are all accom­panie­ted by numberstherebyareknownourwouldrace.Ido An aged beloved by centently bewained pastor,vpersist in our even and even fast and fastest caring with al-Only thinki­nful children who i­ntend t­her sobes drinks less t­akes,a ra­llier; he brought int­络 interesting t­ion of it w­ill ev­quire for it; all he gets.eyes he eac­here he eac­hense com­parative caringwith thoughtfullyinteresting t­ion of it w­ill ev­quire for it; all he gets.eyes he eac­hense com­parative caringwith thoughtlesslyinteresting t­ion of it w­ill ev­quire for它. 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It is a great mistake to suppose that little can be accomplished if a man has reached the age of thirty or forty years. Nine-tenths of our clever men have actually exhibited more vigor of intellect at fifty years' age, than at forty. Franklin was forty before he began, in real earnest, the study of natural philosophy. The principal of one of the most flourishing colleges in America was a farm servant until he was past the age when most students have completed their collegiate education. Sir Henry Spelman did not begin the study of science until he was between fifty and sixty years of age. Greek was the first foreign language which Cato, the celebrated Roman censor, acquired, and he did so in his old age. Alfieri, whose writings have caused a revolution in the dramatic literature of Italy, was left without a father in his infancy and wasted his early years. John Ogilby, the author of poetical translations from Virgil and Homer, began the study of Latin when about forty years of age, and Greek in his forty-fourth. Boccaccio, one of the most illustrious writers that ever appeared in Italy, suffered nearly half of his life to pass without improvement. Handel was forty-eight before he published any of his great works. Dr. Thomas Arnold, of Rugby, learned German at forty, in order that he might read Niebuhr in the original. Birthday Takes. They have a pleasant practice of planting birthday trees in England. There is now on the grounds of Osborne house, on the Isle of Wight, a Picea pinnapo spruce thirty-five feet high, that was planted by Queen Victoria on May 24, 1849, when she was thirty years old. Some of our young girls might hesitate to do this, as it might lead to the discovery of their ages, but there can be no reason why the boys should not do it. He who is false to present duty breaks a thread in the loom and will not die defiant when the wearing of lifetime is unnatural. Nature has a self-righting power within her; there is a kind of medicatrix in the physical frame. Treat the body kindly; let as much pure air as possible get to the lungs, and as much fresh water as possible be applied to the flesh, and as much healthy exercise as duty permits given to the muscles, and early rising as circumstances allow be afforded for the recruitment of the brain, and then medicine will be a very avoidable affair. Chowchow. Boil in one quart of vinegar a quarter of a pound of mustard, mixed as for table use, two ounces of ginger, two ounces of white pepper, a very little mace, with a few cloves. Take one dozen large cucumbers, pooled and sliced; place in a sieve with a handful of salt, let them stand ten minutes, then put in jars. When the vinegar is cold enough, pour it over and tie down tight. This chowchow will be fit for use in one week, and will keep good a year. Kidney Stews. Take a large beef kidney, cut all the fat out, cut it up in alices; then let it lie in cold water, with a teaspoonful of salt added, fifteen minutes; wipe dry, then put it in the pot with three half pints of cold water; let it boil two hours; half an hour before it is done add one large onion, sliced, one tablespoonful of powdered sage, a very little grated nutmeg, and pepper and salt to season well; serve hot, with mashed potatoes. French Toast. Beat four eggs very light and stir them in a pint of milk; slice some baker's bread, dip the pieces into the egg, then lay them in a pan of hot lard and fry brown; sprinkle a little powdered sugar and cinnamon on each piece and serve hot. If nicely prepared, this is an excellent dish for breakfast or tea—quite equal to waffles. Light Dumplings. To every cup of cold water needed to make as much dough as is desired, put one teaspoonful of cream tartar and half a teaspoonful of soda; then stir in instantly flour enough to make a little thicker than blancit; cut out and boil twenty minutes. If directions are strictly followed you will have light dumplings. For Croup. Take a knife or grater, and grate or shave in small particles a teaspoonful of alum; mix it with about twice its quantity of sugar to make it palatable, and administer it as quickly as possible. Its effects will be truly magical, as almost instantaneous relief will be afforded. A strong solution of carbalic acid and water put into boiler kills all the alts it touches, and the survivors immediately take themselves off. ENTHUSiasm for Science. Oken, the famous German naturalist, had a small income, but an latense zeal for scientific discovery. He could not surround himself with the comforts of life, and at the same time obtain the books and instruments needed for his scientific researches. He did not hesitate in his choice; but practicing the strictest economy in furniture, and clothing, and food spent freely for scientific objects. An American friend was once invited to dinner, and, to his surprise, found on the table neither meat nor pudding, but only baked potatoes. Oken himself was too proud to make any explanation; but his wife being more humble and less reticent, apologized to the visitor of the scantily-spread table. Her husband, she said, was obliged to give up either science or luxurious living, and he had chosen to surrender the latter. On three days of the week, she added, they lived on potatoes and salt, and though at first it seemed like scanty fare, they had come to enjoy it, and to be perfectly content with it. We are afraid that few American students would carry their enthusiasm to such a point of self-denial. The Future. Who rests content with the present? None. We have all deep within us a craving for the future. In childhood we anticipate youth; in youth manhood; in manhood, old age; and to what does that turn but to a world he yong our own! From the very first, the strong belief is nurtured within us; we look forward and forward, till that which was desire grows faith. The to come is the universal heritage of mankind; and he claims but a small part of his portion who looks not beyond the grave. Karen on the side of love and you'll keep on the right side. GAZETTE. NO. 26. Lightning. Acquaintance other familiar have he never tricksy spiral and found it Colorado, did. Show this gun with a man day several reception he very cloud appear northwest, congeries of her and louder summit upon the cloud mountain, driven rapidly towards one stretched instantly his sound like the beetle. Very shapping sound them, and moreathy locks were on to his shoulder really got in, behold, his eld, giving him curious and hidir was shorter of his hat, and the same way toward his body. The Vitality of the Jews. It is claimed by those who have made vital statistics a special study, that the Jews are the longest lived race of people in the world. Their immunity from diseases of all forms is remarkable. Even the great epidemics pass them by with the infliction of a much lighter accourge than falls upon other races. It is declared that the cholera never chose one of them for its victim, and, in fact, the deaths from this malady have been so few as almost to bear out the assertion. Suicide is seldom practiced among them. It has been computed, from statistics returned in certain provinces of Austria and Germany, that in a population of 1,000,000, the proportion of suicides between the Jews and the mixed white races was one to four. From data carefully studied, Hoffman found that, between the years of 1823 and 1840, the number of still-born among the Jews of Germany was as 1 in 39, and amongst other races as 1 in 30. Mayer asserted that, in Furth, the proportion of Jewish children who die between the ages of 1 and 5 years is 10 per cent., and of Christian children of the same age it is 14 per cent. M. Neuville, calculating from the statistics of Frankfort, shows even a greater vitality existing among the children of the Jews. He also finds from his data that the average duration of the life of the Jew is 47 years and 9 months, while of the Christian it is 38 years and 11 months. "In the total of all ages, half of the Jews born reach the age of A Geyser Bath. Near the head of Lake Tanpo, in New Zealand, stands the volcano Tangarino. Like Vesuvius, it has had its victims. Forty years ago it dissolved the village of Waihi, but all the inhabitants made their escape except the aged chief. The lake is usually approached on the southern side, through a sandy plain, studded with poisonous shrubs. "We lost a horse," says a recent traveler, "in passing through, and a man who followed us was equally unfortunate." Near the bank of a stream which flows into the lake is the village of Tokano. It is located here, not for the sake of the stream or the lake, however, but for the geyserers, which are here innumerable. Some are of water, some of mud, some merely of steam. Besides, there are great boiling vats of mud and water, and little boiling calcions. The natives find the neighborhood of the geyserers very convenient, both for bathing and cooking purposes, especially the former. Immediately on our arrival at the village, the people offered us soap, and led us away to the bath. The air was filled with clouds of steam, and we had to be very careful as we walked, that we did not step into scalding pitfalls. Soon we came to a patch of ground which was as hard as stone, being covered over with a coating of flint. This formed a sort of platform; in which were three circular basins, as if scooped out in the ground, twelve feet in diameter, and immeasurably deep. The right and left pools were boiling, but the one that was instantly his sound like the beetle. Very shapping them, and more baby locks were to his shoulder really got on, behold, his giving him curious and hid it was shorter of his hat, and the same way. toward his arm of electric of his fingers, thick glove, unlabeled. Meanall around. lay upon the suit. Two dogs upon the snow gambols, as if sent; but they from the wind, hurricane across a little way the dogs ran to be reached it, the man it an electric to utter a loud down the side of hair like the hat. an almost unattainable entire stinging in which had been appeared sparks were the other, and another continuous buzzing and being a strong exertion, and descendin about fifty feet him. creating double dows, our whole one party to a stand and the other may have not sought to be. The man who for any purpose notion of a law of must be, an act; and any law the transaction face of it. If it was wrong to buy cause, and only by prostitution on both sides, to a weak woo-friends, or the laws of the unequal measure that is not forced that lays off the parties to a law ever was published the purported; and until double laws for fully ourselves by suppress those are all accommodate all community number of still-born among the Jews of Germany was as 1 in 39, and amongst other races as 1 in 30. Mayer asserted that, in Furth, the proportion of Jewish children who die between the ages of 1 and 5 years is 10 per cent., and of Christian children of the same age it is 14 per cent. M. Neuville, calculating from the statistics of Frankfort, shows even a greater vitality existing among the children of the Jews. He also finds from his data that the average duration of the life of the Jew is 47 years and 9 months, while of the Christian it is 36 years and 11 months. "In the total of all ages, half of the Jews born reach the age of 36 years only." One-fourth of the Jewish population live beyond 71 years, but the same proportion of the Christian population live beyond 59 years and 10 months. The official returns of Prussia give the Jews a mortality of 1.61 per cent. While the Jews double their number in 41½ years, others require a period of 51 years. In 1849 there was in Prussia 1 death for every 32 of the remaining population. Commenting upon these statistics, which are brought together by Dr. Richardson in "Diseases of Modern Life," that author ascribes the high vitality of the Jews to their sober ways of living. "The Jew drinks less than his 'even' Christian; he takes, as a rule, better food; he marries earlier; he rears the children he has brought into the world with greater personal care; he tends the aged more thoughtfully: he takes better care of his poor; and he takes good care of himself; he does not boast of to-morrow, but provides for it; and he holds tenaciously to all he gets. To our Saxon eyes and Celtic eyes he carries his virtues too far; but thereby he wins, becomes powerful, and scorning boisterous mirth and passion, is com paratively happy." Proud of His Pastor. An aged and excellent Christian man, beloved by all who knew him, was recently bewailing the fact that his talented pastor, whom he much loved, would persist in owning and driving fast horses, and even claimed to have some of the fastest and best in New England. Talking with a friend the other day, he said, "Only think of it, he goes out to the milldam and drives fast there, and even races, and they do say worse than that, he goes to the race course and drives his fast horses there. It is too bad, isn't it?" "I don't know about that," was the response, "but I know he goes to the track, for I saw him there the other day, driving his favorite horse against another fine animal." The friend then proceeded at some length to describe a very closely contested and interesting race, dwelling on the last portion of it where the animals were about even, when he was interrupted by the inquiry, "Well, well, how did it end? Who beat? Who beat!" "Oh, your pastor!' was the reply, and a description was given of the magnificent closing spurt with which the race was won. "Did he beat?' said the now excited old gentleman, "are you sure he beat?" "Yes,' was the reply. "Good. That's good!" he exclaimed, as his face beamed with joy. "That's almost too good to be true. I know our pastor is true grit, and I wish he wouldn't race horses. But if he will race, I do love to have him win. I love numbers still-born among the Jews of Germany was as 1 in 39, and among other races as 1 in 30. Mayer asserted that, in Furth, the proportion of Jewish children who die between the ages of 1 and 5 years is 10 per cent., and of Christian children of the same age it is 14 per cent. M. Neuville, calculating from the statistics of Frankfort, shows even a greater vitality existing among the children of the Jews. He also finds from his data that the average duration of the life of the Jew is 47 years and 9 months, while of the Christian it is 36 years and 11 months. "In the total of all ages, half of the Jews born reach the age of 36 years only." One-fourth of the Jewish population live beyond 71 years, but the same proportion of the Christian population live beyond 59 years and 10 months. The official returns of Prussia give the Jews a mortality of 1.61 per cent. While the Jews double their number in 41½ years, others require a period of 51 years. In 1849 there was in Prussia 1 death for every 32 of the remaining population. Commenting upon these statistics, which are brought together by Dr. Richardson in "Diseases of Modern Life," that author ascribes the high vitality of the Jews to their sober ways of living. "The Jew drinks less than his 'even' Christian; he takes, as a rule, better food; he marries earlier; he reara's children he has brought into the world with greater personal care; he tends the aged more thoughtfully: he takes better care of his poor; and he takes good care of himself; he does not boast of to-morrow, but provides for it; and he holds tenaciously to all he gets. To our Saxon eyes and Celtic eyes he carries his virtues too far; but thereby he wins, becomes powerful, and scorning boisterous mirth and passion, is com paratively happy." Proud of His Pastor. An aged and excellent Christian man, beloved by all who knew him, was recently bewailing the fact that his talented pastor, whom he much loved, would persist in owning and driving fast horses, and even claimed to have some of the fastest and best in New England. Talking with a friend the other day, he said, "Only think of it, he goes out to the milldam and drives fast there, and even races, and they do say worse than that, he goes to the race course and drives his fast horses there. It is too bad, isn't it?" "I don't know about that," was the response, "but I know he goes to the track, for I saw him there the other day, driving his favorite horse against another fine animal." The friend then proceeded at some length to describe a very closely contested and interesting race, dwelling on the last portion of it where the animals were about even, when he was interrupted by the inquiry, "Well, well, how did it end? Who beat? Who beat!" "Oh your pastor!' was the reply, and a description was given of the magnificent closing spurt with which the race was won. "Did he beat?' said the now excited old gentleman, "are you sure he beat?" "Yes,' was the reply. "Good. That's good!" he exclaimed, as his face beamed with joy. "That's almost too good to be true. I know our pastor is true grit, and I wish he wouldn't race horses. But if he will race, I do love to have him win. I love numbers still-born among the Jews of Germany was as 1 in 39, and among other races as 1 in 30. Mayer asserted that, in Furth,the proportion of Jewish children who die between the ages of 1 and 5 years is 10 per cent., and of Christian children of the same age it is 14 per cent. M. Neuville, calculating from the statistics of Frankfort, shows even a greater vitality existing among the children of the Jews. He also finds from his data that the average duration of the life of the Jew is 47 years and 9 months, while of the Christian it is 36 years and 11 months. "In the total of all ages, half of the Jews born reach the age of 36 years only." 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If prostitution on both sides to a weak woman friends or the laws of the unequal measure, it is not forced that lays off the parties to law ever was published the purified; and until double laws for self-suppress those are all accommodated to the community and those whom seek upon our laws moment in his strictest economic and food objects. was once invited surprise, found on por pudding, but taken himself was explanation; but table and less retreive visitor of the older husband, she up either science he had chosen to three days of the lived on potatoes first it seemed and come to enjoy content with it. American students巫斯ism to such a rests content with We have all deep for the future. In youth; in youth; in old age; and to待 to a world he the very first, the within us; we look ill that which was come to come is the mankind; and he part of his portion the grave. A New Bedford paper speaks of a man whose munificent though unostentations charities have won him the love and esteem of everyone. Of course we know who is meant, though we didn't think when we dropped that ten-cent piece into the contribution box that it was going to get around so—Norwich Bulletin. There is a transcendent power in example. We reform others unconsciously when we walk uprightly. All men and women must love something. If our thoughts are pure we love birds, flowers, and all beautiful things. In their contemplation we are happy and there comes to our brain a steady strength. It is such a rest from labor to look upon the fragrant flowers placed each morning on our desk—to bear our pet canary sing his roundelay of welcome. To behold evidences of thrift and neatness all about as these children of order and system reward the senses. It is related of a man that he called his wife, who was an hundred pounds heavier than he, his little darling—his petite pet. People laughed at him because they did not understand his actinations. He had a warm, trusting, loving heart, a great manly spirit that folded the arms of manly love all about the object of that love, and so she was his little pet—his darling. We are like chameleons; and color as we feed mentally. If we love the beautiful, we are happy. If we love the coarse, the vulgar, the objects or influences that give no sweet return, life becomes a blank, the soul cracks and shrinks into a bundle of nail-rods to lacerate the mental man, and we are on the direct road to ruin. What a beautiful world this would be if all persons would only ornament their homes and their hearts by cultivating and keeping alive their love for pets, no matter what their form or conditions. A little girl was asked what was the meaning of the word happy. She gave a very pretty answer, saying: "It is to fool as if you wanted to give up all your things to your little sister."