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M(d» ybiaiTiom6toeautliStr4irlng^to.inrofferi • Hfliitthomflroandyonto'bnd «id to bloom; Let them give life to yoar longest hours—
I«t them tains life to enliven yoor gloom. Make ydup own -world-one that norer hos sor- .rowed—: OfnmsIc.andaunshlne.andBoldsummcralr; A home-world, whoso forehead care never has Ihrrowoil, And whoso cheek of bright beauty will ever be fair.
Make your home beautiful—weave round Its ¦     portal
Wreaths of the Jessamlneanddellcatesprays. Of red-fruited woodbine, with gay immortelle,
rhatblessesandbrlghtenswherevcrlt.strayii Gather the blossoms, too—one little flower,
Varied verbena, or swo et mlgnouette. Still may bring bloom to your desolate bower.
Still may be something to love and to pet.
Make your home beautiful—gather the rose.s That hoard up the sunshine with exquisite art; Perchance they may pour, as your darkness closes. That soft summer suusliiue down Into your heart! Ifyou can do .so, O make it an Eden
Of beauty and gladness! remember,'tis wise: 'Twill teach you to long for that houio you nro needing, Tlmt heaven of.beauty bsyoud llje blue skies
Make your home beautiful; sure,'tis a duty; Call up your Uttle ones-tench them to walk Hand in hand with tlic wandering angel of ¦   ^ boanty;: Encourage their spirits with nature to talk. Gather them round you, and let them belearn- Ing Lessons that drop from the delicate wings Ofthe bird and thcbutterliy—ever returning To Him who Uas made all these beautiful tilings.
Slake bome a hive, whore all beautiful feelings Cluster Uke bees, and tiieir honey-dew bri ng: Mako It a temple of holy revealing.^. And love its bright angel with "shadowing wing." Then shall It be, wiieu afar ou life's billows, "Wherever your tempest-to.=ised children  are flung. They will long for the shades of the home- weeplug willow. And sing the sweet .song whicli their mother had sung.
SITOTTED UP.
It is now some twentj- years siuec, after spending my Cliristmas liolidaj's with tlie old folks down in Korthshire, I Jound myself one fine morning iu early January at our nearest railway station, waiting tlic arrival of the train that was to bear me back to London and business. Soon it eame (o sight, and the cheery face of our old servant Bob, trausfonued tlirougii tlie influence of my fatlier (who was a large share¬ holder iu tlie line) into chief guard, was thrust out of the window of the break carriage, giving me an assurance of having a pleasant companion 'during my journey to town. Tlie traiu became " exi^ress " after passiug our station, so nothing occurred to disturb Bob aud myself, as Sve sat in his box smoking, until tho whistle called my companion to his break as we neared Kirton Bridge, some thirty miles on the road. Here two ladies wore waiting our arrival.— The younger, a lively girl of seventeen, was, with many cautions aud solemn injunctions ou the part of her elderly companion, consigned to Bob's special care and keeping for delivery in due course to whomsoever might bo in wait¬ ing to receive her at Hexton, a station twenty miles nearer London. Bob was well knowu on the line as a steady, civil fellow^, to whom damageable ar¬ ticles, whether in brown paper or petti¬ coats, might be safely intrusted ; and the half-crown slipped into his all-un•• conscious palm, noticed by no one but myself and the hungrj', jealous-eyed porter, who had hoped for, but did not receive, a " tip" for his assistance, ¦would not be lost on an old serving-man if his fldelity ever came to be put to the test. XJp to this moment the sky had been clear, the air crisp and invigora¬ ting, and nothing had indicated any untoward incident on our southward course, though it puzzled Bob to account for the non-appearance of the London down train, that should have passed us soonafter we had quitted Kirton Bridge. Looking out to discover any signs of its approach. Bob drew his head in again with " Change in the weather, Master Authur (he had always called me Master Arthur, and would now, poor fellow, I suppose, if he could call me anything). Snow yonder, sir," he said, pointing to the hills in a westerly direction, that were already being rap¬ idly hid from us by the coming storm. Hardly had he spoken when the sun disappeared behind the driving clouds, and first slowly, and then faster aud faster, the snow was upon us in right earnest. "Reminds me. Bob, of old school days," I said, looking out at the wintry sigiit, " when the mail was snowed up, aud we got an extra fort- nightathome incouscciuance." "Ah, Master Arthur, there's nocxtra holidays for snow uow," shaking his head as though he suspected me of wishing that trains were as amenable to weather as stage-coaches. "Slow pace this," he added, rising and looking out; " not short of water, surely? Why, I declarp. Master Arthur, 'tii the snoiv af¬ ter all, my late saying notwithstand¬ ing. I'm blessed if it ain't thick, and drifting, too, across tliis open to the westward as though 'twoiilil bury you and me, and traiu aud all, before we reach Borton, let alone Hexton, where we stop Iu good-rights. Master Arthur." It was evident that tiio snow had com¬ menced falling in these regions loug be- ¦ fore we had encountered it; licro it was; indeed, falling and drifting v/ith piti¬ less'severitj', and though our engine puffed and panted and labored, our pro¬ gress became slower and slower until, just within sight .of the little shanty dignified with the title of Borton Sta¬ tion, we finally stuck fast. Thcsecoud- class passengers—the young lady I have mentioned was tlie only occupant ofthe flrst-class carriages—became both alarm¬ ed and impatient. Bob, the second guard, myself, and the engine-men were assailed on all hands with inquiries as t« the cause of the stoppage and the probability of overcoming it, the up¬ roar ending at last in tlie whole of the company quitting the train and mak¬ ing pell-mell for shelter into the little station.
"Hadn't we better look after tho young lady, Bob, before she's quite bur¬ ied?" I said.as my friend rejoined me after assuring the excited crowd at the station that somehow from somewhere a mythical " pilot" would come to their rescue, and that they would escap^ with a few hours' detention at the most
Bob clapped his hand to his head, as though a sudden sense of care and re- -spongibility had perplexed him, and then_we two commenced wading through the rapidly deepenliig snow to the train again. When we reached the compartment in which Bob's fair charge was seated, we found her look- ing.a Uttle anxiously perhaps out ofthe ¦svlndow, btit scarcely conscious of the real stato of affairs. Being alone, she had not been influenced by the panic that had seized the other pa?sengera.
" Snowed up, miss; Boriy to say can't go no further, miss," said Bob, as he
opened the dp6>,V...Tlis',ypupg gtr} start-' ed and seemedfor-fir moment;]iBcdl^;'to
jejijize t^ecpndltit>n:OforatterB,"wliHstr| site waited for further instruction from | thif if ^^4^ai¦, Bob hesitated what tpsug- g^tj'iud ;as. If; to. jjalti ^ ine aslstoodriipiaiy tariing into aenow-.\ man on tlie like; "MasterAtthur.iiilss oW.masterlfi son, mis?," paid Bob, aiid the.yQungIads bowed graciously, whilst I endeavured to look gentlemanly and dignified, and failed utterly. . I  .=aw, however, tliat our young friend could discern the ludicrous sido of the situa¬ tion as well as its gravity, as witli a pleasant laugh she inquired,    "Well, guard, what ara I to do, then ? " ad¬ dressing us botli atonce by her look, as though in many counsellors she might find safely.
" Suppose w^e \yere to carry you, miss, —this wise," said Bob, taking a cushion off the seat and placing his arms cross- ways, Willie he made a feint of clasp- ingmine'in like fashion.   The impro¬ vised chair waa soon adjusted, the youug lady seated between us, and, as well protected as circumstances would ad¬ mit, was duly conveyed to the station. The sight that there presented itself, however, was altogether tho reverse of reassuring, and I saw the young girl shrink bade as she was suddenly intro¬ duced into the strauge company.   The station itself was a mere hut, whore liut one train each way stopped daily to ac¬ comodate any chance p:ussengers to aud from the sc.itlered hamlets   that sur¬ rounded it.   The only other buildings insight were a couple of single-roomed cottages of the poorest class,—tlie one inhabited by the railway porter wlio had charge of tho staliou, and his wife; theotherbyalaboier'sfamily.  Already sonic attempts to ameliorate .the hard¬ ships of their lot had been made by  the snow-bound passengers.   Astoreoffire- woodhatlbeeu ransacked, and in spite of the protests of its owner, a bonfire had been lighted immediately in the rear of  tlie   station,   rouud which a group of male passengers stood,  essay¬ ing to warm their frost-bitten extremi¬ ties ; while as many as could had cram¬ med themselves iuto tlie cottages, nnd stood drinking, at prices wortiiy of a Swindon restaurateur,  a dirty-colored I liquid that passed for tea, of which sev- I erul quarts had beeu brewed from  the modest store of groceries laid in by the vendors.    In tlie station were seated the more provident of the company, im¬ bibing strong spirits from physic bot- t'es, dissecting  and  devouring  pork- pies,—the fumes of tobacco everywhere mingling with thoir indigestible diet.— For tlio most part they were decent sort of folk enougli,  but disposed—as  the manner is—somewhat too   readily  to disregard conventionalities wlieu placed iu novel and exceptional situations.— To rough it for a night would to one's self be but a sniall matter; but to see a well-born, delicate girl subjected to its annoyances and inconveniences, aggra¬ vated as they were .by tlie too liberal liotations of one or ,two of the passen¬ gers, was quite another affair.
"You were going * > Hexton, miss, I think," said the guard, civilly touch¬ ing his cap.
The J'oung lady teas going to Hexton. Hor mamma lived at Borton Green, six miles from Hexton by the turnpike- road, but not more than half that dis¬ tance from Borton station; the pony chase was to meet her at Hexton, as the express stopped there. Was it likely the "pilot" she had heard the passen¬ gers speaking about would soon arrive to take them forward? I signalled to Bob to tell her the real truth, feeling tishamed to play false with the inno¬ cent, guileless young creature; so Bob, withdrawing her to a short distance, told her that no eflTeotive aid could come for many hours, and that there was no help for it but to remain all night in our present comfortless location.   .
I shall not soon forget the look of do- termination that came over her face as she said: " Mamma expects me; mam¬ ma will be unhappy; I must go to her." Bob aud I looked at each other, but neither face indicated a reasonable method bj' whieh the feat of walking three miles through such a storm was to be performed by so j'oung and ten¬ der a pedestrian.
" I cau walk," she said; "tho lane.is sheltered; I know tlie road well."— "Can you not go with me?" she said to Bob, appealingly. "Mamma will pay J'OU haudsomely for j'our trouble." But Bob, true to his post, shook his head with, " Can't leave train and pass¬ engers, miss; not for no monej' nor auy other consideration either, miss," he added, witli a not ungraceful salute, as if to imply a gallant desire to serve her irrespoctivc of the promised reward. I had felt some hesitation in ofTering my¬ self as her escort, for I feared to alarm the young girl by a too ready proffer of attention on the part of so hap-hazard an acquaintance. When at last I placed my humble sei vices at her disiiosal, I saw her take a quiet survey of my face througli her veil, as if to read my char¬ acter with hershrewd womanly glance. Theu turning to Bob, whose oflicial po¬ sition gave him a great advantage ;over me: " You said you knew this gentle¬ man, I think, guard," she said; "may I trust mj'solf to his cave ? " Lor' bless you, miss," said Bob, as though the question was almost au insult, "know him ? know Master Arthur ? Ay, from his cradle, miss; and if I may say it," he added, " without oifence, we've been frionds all our lives,—leastwise, Aislife, —fur that matter, miss; aud itj-ou trust Master Arthur, you trust Bob Martin; and ifyou trust Bob Martin, you trusts Master Arthur's father, the very best masterever servant had in all North- shire ; by whose favor, iu the manner of speaking, said Bub hold his present responsible situation, miss. This long speech seemed to satisfy, as it certainlj' somewhat amazed, the young lady; so, trusting in tiie good faith of guard, pass¬ enger, and passenger's father, thus in¬ corporated in mj' person, she began to prepare hei-self for the walk, and we .startedjust as the dull light of a win¬ ter's afternoon was being extinguished in darkness. Here and there I saw the snow had been deposited in huge drifts, and in one ov two places it was all lint impassable, so I began to fear, as the wind rose and the snowflakes fell again, that, whilst our retreat might be cut off by one drift, our advance might be stopped by another,—the lane thus form¬ ing a treacherous cul-de-sac into -whicli we were to be lured to destruotion. I was grieved to alarm my companion, but was obliged at last to point out the possible danger of the road.
Eesting for a moment in a sheltered spot, we held a council of war. We would make one more attempt to use the lane, but if thatwerenolongersafe, we must scale the bank and seek the church-path that ran across the fields nearly parallel- with it. It would be fearfully rough travelling upon those open fields, but as a sailor w;ould far rather encounter tEe tempest out at sea thai! npon a lee ahore, so it would be wiser for us to be buffeted and beaten rather than nm the risk of being buried alive. Our resolution had soon to be acted on. Just as we approached one huge.drift, and were seeking to circtim- navigateit.'theanow *eeme4 to come
down fkster than ever, ¦ and a bla.st of wind; catching a heap; that had been ¦iithetti* ^&fed by aome.shruljs, hurled ir-ftito tiie i&ie.   Seizlng-my conapan- ion'^arm; t fairly dragged ber up the -sloping baiik, and pressed oti, kiiee-deep .ih, snow, ill the direction of the path. We fortunately found It, and'^as it ran weii aboye the level of the field, the snow had left it partially clear, bq that our walking waa less dlflieult than we had expected.   But, as if to prevent our gaining any advantage from this cause, the wind lind snow assailed us with re¬ doubled fury.   Mnre than once did  I doubt tlie pn.=sibility of my frail com- panion  lioliling out  against it.   Our wholo strength could luirdlj- prevent us being driven off the uamiw-ciiusewaj-, -while now and theu u iiercer   wliirl^ would fairlj- spin us rouud, and all but carry us off our feet.   Way of escape there was none, no shelter nearer than our destination, no choice but to battle it out with the blinding snow and furi¬ ous wind, or sinli down and perish mis¬ erably.   But it was a brave girl who clung to mJ'arm, and for two mortal hours struggled so steadfastlj'; not a de¬ monstrative, gushing maiden, made all for flowers and sunshine; not one, per¬ haps, who would attract notice in the crowded ball-room and be speciallj- no¬ ticed for her beauty or her bearing, but one that would trudge miles to succor a sick child, or it might  be, ono day, wateli with peaceful, suffering patieuce bj' a husband's couch of agonj'.   I was well plciised, eveu amidst the real dan¬ gers of our position, that Bob's sense of duty had iiept him by tlie train.  " This is the ' lone elm,' " slio said, at last, as we p;issed a solitary tree ; •' 'Tis not far now, and  tlien—"  but her voice was drowned bj' a hurricane tluit burst uji- on us, aud for some moments wo liad to cling together without advancing astep. The " lone elm" swaj-ed to and   fro fearfully, now bendiug almost to the elirth, now rising like a struggling giant wrestling  with  the  blast.   Suddenly there came a fearful crash, and a huge limb, torn from the trunk,  fell not a dozen j'aids behind us.   I instinctivelj- caught my companion in mj- arms, and then, plunging forward, almost ran till the wind caught us again and whirled lis aboutat its pleasure.   Suddenlj'ho w- evor, a light glimmered from a window at a little distance.   " O, see the light! 't is  home!   home!"   my  companion cried.   Tho sight gave us fresh courage, we gained the gate, dashed up the drive, without ceremony or warning opened tho door, and rushed into j^lie hall.
From a parlor came sounds of pleas¬ ant voices, and odors of viands hot and cliooriug to the storm-beaten travellers. My companion crossed the hall raiiidly, Mid in a moment, all snow-clad as she was, was clasped iu her mother's arms. Two boj-s home from school apparent¬ ly, and two girls younger than their sister, came forward to join in greeting " Polly," for that w:-ci liie name by whicii one aud all welcomed her. For a few moments tlio delight of seeing her safe amongst theni iigaiu—and their surprise, too, for through some misun¬ derstanding she was not expected till the morrow—prevented any reference to the means liy which her arrival had been accomplished, or the nature of her escort. Tlie first greeting over, Polly remembered her guide, and motioning towards the door, discovered me to the assembled group standing awaiting their recognition.
I saw that the lady of the house was at once surprised and not a l-ttie tickled at my appearance. As she bowed on Polly's introduction, I would fain have responded, but as I lifted my hand to my hat, it clutched a band of snow, eveu now .thawing under tlie influence of a warmer temperature, and I dreaded lest I should, bj' departing one degree from the perpendicular, deposit a por¬ tion of it on the handsome carpet. Prom Polly's appearance, I knew my own must be remarkable enough, and I saw that the good manners of the whole partj- were sorely tested by the strange figure r cut and the awkwardness of mj' position.
"Praj- enter," the ladj- said, at the same time herself stepping forward to relieve mo of my snow-weighted hat, and directing her eldest son to deposit mj' cape in tlie hall. Meantime Miss. Polly -was sent off with her sisters to change her wet garments, and, as if to liut me at ease, the 1-ady proceeded ts examine me as to our adventure. When, as briefly as T could, I told her of what had befallen her child, I saw how hard- Ij- she restrained her emotion. Then Pollj-- came in to be embraced once more, and, iu common with the rest of the compauj-, to fall to work with most unromantic appetite on the hot cakes and attendant luxuries needed to restore animal vigor to our exhausted systems. So long as I bid fair to be but a passing guest,. the good lady troubled Uttle about my belongings, but when the snow beating against the windows told that it was likely to render mj- early de¬ parture, however desirable, an impossi¬ bility, the careful motlier began skilful¬ ly- to investigate the character of the stranger thus suddenlj' thrown upon her hospitality for an indefinite period. It was not long before she had a fair knowledge of my family connections, business, aud general mode of life; and then, .apparently satisfied, she begau to talk on indifterent subjects until bed¬ time. With many sage refieetioiis on the course of tlie day's eveiito, some kindly thoughts of poor Bob passing the night in charge of his train and its troublesome company, and some by uo means unkindly ones ofthe bright-eyed, brave-hearted cause of my detention at Borton Green, I fell asleep, to be awak¬ ened at intervals by the fearful howling ofthe wintt and tlie beating ofthe still falling snow.
was not yet fully pai^.. My sister must accept vibaribuslj' the; payment of the obil^atlpn to me;^he' mtiBt -rislt Bor¬ ton &reeii| In the 3pring,.''and allow them to sho-W; their; giraUtude for my kindness to Polly. Need I say that, as soon as I reached London, I" wrote to mysister a full, true, and particular ac¬ count of the whole affair, or that Jenny entered with a girl's love of romance Into the spirit of the adventure,—thaf she accepted the invitation, was charm¬ ed with Polly, with Polly's mamma, and everybody at Borton Green; and, shall I say it, most artfnlij- contrived to be invited again :ii; Clii-istnias, when, of course, after Polly's experience, au escort was necessary, and what escort so suitable as her brother? So the ice once broken, the two families were placed on terms of friendship, and I paid mauy a visit to Borton Green, till its kind and hospitable mistress left that part of the country; and then—
" But who was the young lady, papa? what was her name? what became of her?" asks my eldest girl, to whom I havo been telling the story; " where is she now,papa?"
"Ask mamma, Polly."
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All the next day, and Iho next, and the next, the roads weie impasiable, and Borton Green was no nearer to Hexton, for any useful purpose, thau it would have been if at the antipodes. Meantime I did my best to be agreeable. The boj-s, confined to the house, were delighted to have an older boy than themselves lo share in sucli amusements aa could be enjoyed in-doors, whilst Polly, with frank simplicity, admitted the pleasure she felt at reluming the obligation my services had, as she said, imposed upon her. At length, howev¬ er, the farmers ofthe neigliborhocd, be- iag seriously inconvenienced far want of communication with their market town, set their laborers to work to clear the Hexton road, by whicii means my captivity was terminated, and I was able to depart. As I looked back on the events of the past lew daj's, and re¬ flected on the strange chance that had thus introduced me so unexpectedly to new and pleasant associations, I- could nothelp wondering whether it was all to end here. Was I to go away and be foi;gotten by Polly, and her mother, and the boys, and the cheerful group with whose pursuits and home-life I had been so closely, though briefly identi¬ fied? Ofthis, at least, I was sure, that my discreet hostess would cry quits when I was once fairly under weigh again, and that I need look for no re¬ newal of our friendship on her invita¬ tion: But it seemed that to Iier good nature, tii» dabt for jBsrvIces rendered
A STOEY POE THEHTIIE FOLKS.
THE PRINCESS S-YllAIt—A I'AIKY   TALE.
Tbere were once two princesses who wove twin sisters, but who did uot i-ll tile least resemble each other. Both were beautiful; but Leila was as cruel and wicked as Sarah was good and gen¬ tle ; and when.their father died, Leila treated Sarah .so unkindly, aud made her life so wretched, that, at last, Sarah's old nurse said to her :
"Why do you stay liere for your sister to taunt you? I will give you raj' lit¬ tle ivory spinning-wheel, and do you go with that out iu the world to seek your fortune."
So the Princess Sarah wrapped her¬ self in her gray cloak, and slipped away before it was yet light.
Wlien Leila heard tbat she had gone, "She has gone to seei: her fortuue, has she ?" cried this wicked sister. "Theu I will help her !"
Aud as she was an enchantress, she had dothing to do but to look through a glass, and presently she saw what road the Princess Sarah had taken. Then she ordered that tbe road should stretch itself, laughing to hers-ilf fne w-hile; and so, aftfer the Princess Sarah had traveled all daj-, she found herself at nightfall no bettor ofi' tliaii. she was before, not having advanced a st6p be¬ yond the place wliere Leila saw lier first.
JMucii discouraged tlie Princess looked about her, and saw a large house that she had not noticed before. She went up to it, and found the windows and doors all fast. She knocked, aiul no¬ body answered. She went all around the house and called in vain, 'i'lienshe w-ent back to the door and knocked again.
" What do J'OU want ?" askeil a loud, harsh voice: aud the dooi; opening suddenly, nn uglj' old woman scizDd Iier hard by tlie hand, and pulled her in, when the door closed again of its own accord, and ¦ witli a tremendous noise.
" What do you want ?" asked the old woman, looking wickedly at Sarah.
"A bed and some supper," .returned the princess boldly.
"There is supper, aud there is a bed," said the old w-omau. " You are wel¬ come to it, for to morrow I shall eat j-ou for my breakfast."
On hearing this, the princess was dreadfully friglitened, and had no ap¬ petite for supper, as you may suppose, but sat thinking wliat she should de to getaway from thisterrible old woman. She could thinlc of nothing, however, but of being cut up and eaten for break¬ fast ; and that was so disagreeable, that at last she thought of her spinning- wheel, and determined to sjiin, and stop thinking if she could.
As the wheel weut rouud and round, it made a soothing, humming noise ; and the old woman, who sat by her fi re, watching and grinning at the prin¬ cess, fell, by and b}', fast asleep. Then the wheel seemed to hum as it went around and around,
"Hope yet, hope yet, -    I ook and sec my fine new net,''
And sure enough the wheel was tuiu- lug out a wonderful great net, that shone like silver, and was almost as flne as air. Hardly able to believe her eyes, the princess took the net up in her hands.
"Throw it over, throw it over!" buzz¬ ed the wheel, spinning around very fast.
And though very much afraid of the old woinan, the princess threw it over her head, aniJ there was the old woman fast and safe enough. Then the prin¬ cess joyfully took up her wheel and ran out into the road, and traveled a long way before LeQa woke up next morn¬ ing. But as soon as that wicked prin¬ cess had her eyes open, " Let us see," she cried, looking through her glass, "where is our sister this nioruing?" And when she saw her, she was greatlj- disappointcd.
"What, noteaten yet, uofeaten yet? We must do a little more road stretch¬ ing."
So sho gave the word as before ; and, though tlie Princess Sarah walked till' lier legs were ivearj-, at night she had not advanced a step beyond the place where Lelia first saw her. Wliilo she stood lamenting, she iieard .^a great noise, and lookingup, saw a. monstrous giant coming.
"What are J'OU doing on my ground?" lie roared, in a fury ; ami picking her up, wheel and all, as if .she had been a doll, he carried her off to his castle, first telling her that he should cut her in the morning, by waj- of giving her a pleasant night's rest.
The princess was almost in despair, but recollecting her wheel, " I can but trj'," she said, to herself, and commenc¬ ed to spin.
Iiound and round the wheel went, faster than ever it went before, and this timeitspun acloak and a monstrous long rope.
"What can those be for, T wonder ?" said thenrincess.
Just then she heard a whispering out¬ side the wiudow, and opening it softly, asked who was there.
" I am the king's son," answered a voice, " and I am come to tr^- and save the king, my father, who is Iiere in the giant's castle."
" Wait a minute," said the princess, " and I will throw you down a rope."
She made fast one end of the loposhe had spun ; and there climbed in a handsome young man with his sword in his hand.
." Alas ! you are no mutch for that dreadful giant," said the princess.
" Put on the cloak, puton the cloak!" buzzed the wheel; and the moment the priuceput it on, he became invisible; so that the princess could no longer see him ; and going boldly into the giant's hall, he cut oft'his bead, and went away in triumph, taking his father aud the Princess Sarah with him.
The next morning, when Leila woke up, "Let us see," she said, looking through her little glass, "if our dear sister is eaten yet;"
But, insteatl, she saw the Princess Sarah, radient aud beautiful, and just tbout to be married to a handsome youne prince who had climbed into the giant's castle tbe night before, and flew into snch a rage at the sight, that she died on the spot, and so ended thePrln- 1 cess Sarah's troubla.
tip; mortal; and act -wjUe the angel of light ¦: Melts the shadowi befnreandljehlndtiieer '¦-.
Shake offthe soft d eaum'tW. encumber; thy might,     ¦   .     '      -
¦  And burst the tool's fetters that blndithee. ¦ -
Soars the skylork-loarthoa; Icapsthe itream —dothon leip;-'   - .     ¦
Learn from nature the splendor of action;
Plow, harrow and sOTt,-br thoti never shalt reap; FalthftU deed,brln((-dlTlOi beneraetlbn.'
The red son has rolled hil6»elf:into the ijliie.^"
And lifted the mlsts'from the inbuntaln; The youug hares are feasting on nectar of dew,
The steg cools^ls lips in the fountain ;• The blackbird Is piping within the dim elm.
The river Is smrkling and leaping. The wild bee Is fencing the sweets of his realm,
Anl tho mighty-limbed reapers are reaping.
To .spring comesUie budding; to summer tho blush;
To autumn tluj happy fruition; To w;lntcr, repose, meditation and hush,
But to man, ewiy season's condition. He buds, blooml and ripens in atlon and rsst.
As thinker, and actor, anil sleeper; Then withers aild wavers, chin dropping on breast,   I
And Is reaped^y the hand ot the Reaper.
A BIED*ATCffiEE'8.PAEM.
HOW BIRDS ABE  CAUGHT IN ITALY.
A writer in the Loudon Star gives a pleasant account of a visit to a bird- catcher's farm in the north of Italj-. This farm is the property of a small landowner, who has a business of some sort in Berganio, and who every year, about the end of September, goes to his little " box" in the country to enjoy himself nnd eat larks, and invite his friends to picnics on his estate.
ThemeUiodof ^^fchlng the birds is ingenious. 'Tiietrees around the house are transformed into bird-cages, describ¬ ed as follows :
¦rllEE TBAl'S.
" As I entered the avenue, which I Uid through a charming little aro de Iriomphe (fit for a falrj' queen to drive through on her return to Fairyland—it was decked with laurel leaves and white ami red roses,) I heard sucli a delight¬ ful blending together of birds' voices, warbling, whistliug, piping, twittering —some of them 'bell-ringing,' with their little tongues for clappers—that I was irresistibly reminded ofthe Arabian Nights' Entertainment. Every leaf of every tree seemed to have the gift of song like those ofthe enchanted-willow. The very flowers seemed tti sing as they shook and sparkled in the sun. I was spellbound (as I remember to have been wheu I flrst saw the Venus de Medici— which ' thunders white silence,' as Mrs. Browning observes), hardly daring to move lest I should ivaken from a trance, or destroy an illusion, or become a Goth; when all at once a shrill cry was heard, followed bj- a swift whizzing noise and the fall of a flat object ou the ground. I looked up, aud saw a number of birds struggling among the trees. The songs had ceased.       '
" Puzzled, and quite unablo to account for this plienomenon, I continued my walk down the avenue. Everj-where thesame delightful scenes, ^lio same flowers, the same bushes, the same shrubberies, as green lis emerald, with red and j-ellow berries like rich ame- thj-st and topaz. And the trees had begun singing agaiu. Wonderful sing¬ ing trees!
" Why did I look under that laburn¬ um? Why did I seek to pierce the mj'steries of this magic grove, when I ought to have known that looking be¬ hind the scenes is not the way to enjoy the play? I ought to have known bet¬ ter. I ought to have known that peaches lose their bloom when they are touched, and that Campbell's fine line, ' 'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view,' meant something. But it was too late. I had broken the spell, I had undone the incantation, and the bower had become a verj* earthlj- bow-er in¬ deed.   It had become a bird-trap.
"Tho laburnum was not a singing- tree at all, but a large cage-stand. It had a cage on every bough, and in each cage a bird—a little bird with foolish, flapping wings, that was breaking its heart with song (if birds' hearts can break); other bifds in other trees sinp;- ing the same tune, or variations of it.
" My going to other trees and finding them in the same condition as to bird¬ cages, induced me to peep behind the fiowers. They looked so innocent and dcbonnairc that I was sure there was something wrong.
"Itwasjust as I thought. Their in¬ nocence was a delusion. Their loving way of clasping each other, and cling¬ ing to each other, and clinging to shrubs and palings, and throwing tlieir arms around posts (as if they would like to grow on them) -was a niocivcry and a make-believe. They were no more playing at hide-and-seek among the trees than they were waiting to be cut ofl'and put into a bcquet. They were the outer covering of a uotworkof ropes concealed among the vegetation, so as to make it difl3cult, if uot impossible, for a free bird to .escape -when.once en¬ ticed iuto the enclosure by the impris¬ oned songster.
" Further on I saw a little bird flut¬ tering ill tlie middle of a grass plot. He was beating the ground withhis wings, as if cramped for room, nnd pecking at his leg, and otherwise ill-treating him¬ self (hat it was pitiful to behold. Bflt his main object seemed to be to untie a piece of string fastened to his foot, an occupation from which he desisted as I approached, dartiug into the air at a distance of soveral yards, chirping 'Sweet! sweet! sweet!' as if he could not make it out."
The owner of the farm then appeared, and our traveller saw-
TIIE BIRDS TIED PAST.
" I was looking for the other end of the string, when a voice exclaimed close at hand:
" 'A nice little fellow, isn't he ? .
" I turned round and saw a tall man in a slouched hat standing beside me.
" 'Rather warm?' he observed, strok¬ ing his chin with finger and thumb, and eyeing me in a meditative sort of way beneath his shaggy brows. 'Glad to make your acquaintance ! Eh! don't apologize (I had raised my hat). No harm, I assure you. But j'ou ought to have come a little earlier. Wind's in the south-west, too. Charmed, I'm sure! And so you were admiring our little friend here ? Terrible fellow. — Pulls like a horse.'
" He stooped down to the ground as he said this, and began adjusting what appeared to be a little pulley hidden in the grass at a short distance from the bird, and bringing into play, as he did so, a number of other birds, all attach¬ ed to strings, and capable of flying, as I could see, to heights of from ten to thir¬ ty feet.
" My expression of thanks, and my apology, elicited from the.bird proprie¬ tor a clieery 'Hoopla! break tbat ifyou can, little monsieur! He's a French bird, that,' he added, looking up at me from under his left arm (he had been offering me a ' baok! for tbe last two minutes, which I had declined to take) —'one of those birds (straightening him¬ self as bespoke) that if you trust them out of J-our sight fbrau Instant (here he became quite tall) eat their little heads off.
" I inquired—remembering a rather -learned word I. had heard pn thesub¬ ject—whether the bird alluded .to was a zimbello ?
" 'Not quite,' aiis-wered the sportsr maUi- ' Never saw a zimbello at work, I think.'
' " I assured him that this was my first visit to a 'bird-estate,' and that in'Eng- larid birds were not killed in that way."
'i?he wild birds are caught by
DECOY BIKDS.
". He .escorted me "about the grounds, explaining tMngs as" we went. He in¬ formed me tbat^there were no less than five hundred and sixty cage-birds con¬ cealed among the trees, all first-class singers; and that in this estimate he did not Include call-birds (those attach¬ ed to strings), of whieh he thought there might be about a hundred. He pointed out several laburnum trees and weeping willows as he walked along where he said the finest singing birds were hung up, stopping in front of one, a willow, on which I counted seven cages, each with with its little songster. ' There is a bird tliere,' he said, point¬ ing to a green cage in the very heart of the tree, 'which I would not sell for a marengo (twentj- francs.) But the morning's his time. He's alwuj's the first to call out. He's awake before?the cock. You should hoar him at it Wben the sun ^s bursting over tho hills' You would never forget it. I bought him in Milan the summer before last, where he was singing in a fruiterer's sliopjust as you see him there. But I pot him iu a larger cage, and take him home with me, when the harvest is over—the bird harvest."
" 'Is ho a lark ?' I inquired.
" 'He is a musician, sir,' auswercd the landowner, with a look of deference towards tlie green cage—' a perfect mu¬ sician. I have heard hira execute the most diflicult passages. I liave heard him go through jiart of a chromatic scale witliout missing a note, and al¬ ways with precision ; which is more than many good opera singers can do ! Birds never sing out of tune somehow ! Widge! widge! widge! I wisli he would sing. Tu-wlieet! tu-tu-w-heet! widge! widge! widge!'
" But the lark remained silent—two other inmates of the same tree, a black¬ bird and a canary, bursting into full song as we left."
Other scenes in the grounds are de¬ scribed as follows :
FRUIT AND BIRDtBEARINO BOUGHS.
"Wecontinued our w-alk along the garden, and presently arrived at the Eoccolo. I have already describeditas a circular verandah, which occupied oue end ot the avenue, just as the tower oc¬ cupied the other, the distance between the two being about five hundred yards. The_singing w-as more intense here than in any other part of the grounds, the birds being moro numerous. Cages, like toy cages tho shape of baskets, -with birds in tbem, hung iu festoons all round the veranhah. The trees were literallj' bowed down beneath the weight of their inusieal fruit, some of them being laden with apples and jiears as ¦ well. The flower-beds were edged alternately with sprigs of box and bird¬ cages, tho bird-cages being planted in the ground up to the roof, or nearly so, in little square holes, half a yard apart, with margins round the sides for light —no bird, I believe, being able to sing in the dark, except a nightingale—tne little thing is said to sing best, is it not (but I doubt it) wlien its ej'es have been burnt out. Call birds flew about on silken strings, chirping and twitter¬ ing, and eve*i singing at the end of their tether, and ' all w-ent merry as a marriage bell,' some of the birds bell- ringing again.
¦   THE NETS.
" One of the nets attracted mj' atten¬ tion. It extended between two trees, twelve feet apart, like an immense spi¬ der's web. Its texture resembled that of the so-called invisible nets worn by 'giris of golden hair,' and others, to keep their hair in a perpetual state of untidiness (and very pretty it looks), its position being horizontal. There were flvo birds in it. Mj- companion seemed to consider it rather a bad ' throw'—al¬ luding to the scream and the whizzing noise -ivhich had preceded the fall of the flat object on the ground above alluded to,   I asked him to explain.
A ZIMBELLO.
" I was rather astonished to liear that he was the thrower, tbat he had uttered that fearful scream (witli along whistle which hung at his sido), and that the whi-,!zing noise was caused by the pas¬ sage througii the air of an object like a battledore or a bootjack (he picked up one aud showed it mo) which he him¬ self had thrown from the top of the tower—or lighthouse, as he called it— the whistle and tbe whizzing noise and the bootjack constituting what he called a ' throw,' an explanation which left me almost as much in the dark as ever.
'"How does it all come about?' I asked. ' How is it that the birds fall into the nets? I should have thought it would have frightened them away!'
" His answer was peculiar:
" Birds when they are frightened al¬ ways fly obliquely. When they can, they fly into a thicket. Here there are plenty of thickets. When I see a shoal of birds making for the Roecolo (and they mostly come iu shoals this time of year), I play the birds—the ' call birds' —whose strings are in communication with a number of main ropes up in the tower, like piano-forte keys. I play; the birds sing—the cage birds, I mean. The ' call birds' sing and soar. They rise like visible notes, each note in har¬ mony. "VVhir-r-r! Bang! The birds are caught. The tune is at an end, and that tune is called a zimbello.'
" I told him I should never forget it as long as I lived, and asked him how many birds he thought he could catch a day playing such a tune as that.
" ' About two thousand,' was his au¬ swer. ' But it depends ou the weather. When the wind is southerly and plenty of it, especially after a wet night, I catch five hundred more. But it's the fun,' he added; ' not the birds! By the by, I wish you would come iu and have lunch with mo. Lark-pie, and linnets a la maitre d'hotel.' "
Howto Li\-e Easily.—The art of living easily, as to money, is to pitch your scale one degree below your means Comfort and enjoyment are more de¬ pendent npon easiness in the detail of expenditure than upon any degree in the scale. Guard against false associa¬ tions of pleasure with expenditure. The notion is absurd that because pleas¬ ure can bepurchasedwithmouey, there¬ fore money cannot be spent without en¬ joyment. Wiiat a thing costs a xSkis. is no true measure of what it is worth to him ; and yet how often is his apreoia- tion governed by no other standing by no other standard, as if tiiere were a pleasure, in expenditure per se. Let yourself feel a want before you provide against it. Y'ou are more assured tbat it is a rea? want.'and it is worth while to feel it a little in order to feel relief from it. When you are undecided as to which of the two courses you would like best, choose the cheapest. This rule will uot only save money, but save also a good deal of trifling indecision. Too much leisure leads to expense; because when a man is in want of, ob¬ jects. It occurs to liim that they are to be had for money, and he invents exr penditure in order to pass tlie time.
TtrSEET SHIPS.    •
PLEASURES OF  Alf INS'ENTOB—NAVAL
PIJPAIbTMENT op the ENGLISH ;
CIRCUMLOCUTION OFFICE.
The last number of Blackwood's Ed¬ inburgh Magazine gives a very Muuslng account of the early fortunes of .this most important inyentioii. Captain Cowper Coles first called the attention of the Naval Office ^p his theory in 1859. Various objections—some qf:tbem the most frivolous imaginable—were sug¬ gested for his consideration, and he was blandly snubbed. Probably the Lords of the Admiralty would never have given the subject another thought if it had not been for the breaking out of our war. That event recalled it to their minds, aud when the news came of the little affair in Hampton Koads it was resolved to proceed at once to practical experiments. Accordingly, the Eoj-ai Sovereign, three-decker, -was sent to the Portsmouth dockyard to be converted into a turret ship. Of course the work was blunderingly done at the very start. The "subject" was cut dowu some feet too low amidshiiis; and tlie author¬ ities having got into a mess, on the 10th of June, 1802, Caiitaiu Colca was ajiplied to, and first otficiallj- informed of the odd idea entertained at Whitehall of what a turret ship should be. Hardly had he taken chargo of the work, when he became embroiled with his astute employers on a new question. He was anxious tliat the turret should be con¬ structed to carry and fight twelve-ton or heavier guns, instead of the five-ton pop-guns then used in broadside iron¬ clad frigates. Even. His Grace the Duke ot Somerset, in 1862, having con¬ sulted a naval oracle, asserted that it was out of the question to think of w^orkiug such guns in a turret; and it was not uutil the 21st of November of that year that the inventor carried his poiut.   Tho history continues:
" All 1863 had been frittered away in cavilling over the little imperfections exhibited by the American turret ves¬ sels. The Royal Sovereign ,became what is known as a fancy jofe In our dockyards, on wliich workmen were put and taken off in a way only to be understood bj' those conversant with the naval doekj'ard systeni, and what is called ' appropriation' of expenditure. But even tliat had to come to an end; so one day, Iifarch 22, 1864, tbe Duke of Somerset thought it was liigh timo to trj' a turret ship, and his private secrc • tarj- was directed to ofler it to Captain Osborn, who had just returned from China and placed his services at the dis¬ posal of the Admiralty. That ofiieer gladly accepted the Royal Sovereign; and although he knew she had been a ' faucy job,' he very soon discovered that she was not to be ' a fancy ship ;' aud that apart from the civilian rulers of the navj-, there was a very geueral w-isli implied iu the naval.quarters that Cowper Coles, the Royal Sovereign, and her Captain (who liad strenuously sup¬ ported the turret sj'stem) should, in sailor parlance, ' go to tbo devil to¬ gether.'
" The Roj-al Sovereign was of that degree of ugliness whicii a wooden shipwright delights to produce when working at an iron-clad; and our sail¬ ors generally suppose that the object in doiug so is to frighten" them back into wooden fleets. Her captain's heart al¬ most sank as his ej-e for the first time lighted on England's j-outhful essay in the turret line.
" From the old three-decker's ample proportions in the way of beam, the uev/lj' razeed Royal Sovereign resem¬ bled a large washing-tub that had beeu cut down very low- indeed; the fore end was left with that silly overhung look whicii was so long tiie type of beauty with some sailors aud many shipbuild¬ ers : to us it always gave an expression of idiocy to a ship, just as a man's face docs v/hen it has run all into nose. The captain sighed, but thanked Providence that the Constructor of the Navy had not placed any excrescences under water in the shape of rams, beaks or hills, and then turned to look at the other end of his ship. It was still more wouderful, for around that Hottentot-Venus-like stern was spread a profuse ariangement in carved fir, elegantly decked out in black and white. ' The tropbies of war, sir,' said a deUghted carpenter, who was pleased to recognize the useful purposes to whicii timber could still be turned in an iron-clad. It was evident that the carver's department of her Majesty's dockyard did not intend turret ships to exist without their services. Trophies of war they were indeed! Spoils of the Stato would have been the more correct term; but to show they had uo preju¬ dices against wood, when applied in so harmless a way, the inventor and cap¬ tain, with the wisdom of serpents, sug¬ gested that to balance all the wooden drums and guns, fifes and pikes, ban- nere aud bayonets smeared over the stern, a gorgeous wooden lion should be stuck on tbe stem. It w-ould render the beauty of the Royal Sovereign perfect and unique! The idea was gratefully seized upon; no sheets of foolscap or red sealing-wax were uecessary. The thing was done, and remains unto this day, a proof that tbo advocates of armored ships know exactly wheu aud how to propitiate tho wooden interest."
This experimental ship was armed with four turrets, three of them carrying one 12-tou gun each, and the fourth two guns of the same weight. This turret weighed one hundred and sixty tons, the others one hundred and fifty. The arrangements below, while not perfect, were quite satisfactorj-. There w-as plentj- of room and good ventilation. The pumps and capstans were worked bj- steam.
Tho crew consisted of two hundred and ninetj'-six men and fifteen boys.
" It was evident that Jack had his prejudices as well as his master, doubt¬ less because he saw another drill, an¬ other learned instruction in prospective. The night thoy came on board the first i lieutenant reported, half-smiling, that some of these seamen were cursing pret¬ ty freely, and wondering ' what au (ad¬ jective) tar was to do among so many (adjective) winch-handles,' ' what he w-as wanted at all for in such a (sangui¬ nary) ship,' '.where liejw-as to sleep,' and so on. The captain could make al¬ lowance for these poor ignorant seamen far more than he was prepared to make fortheir superiors, and tjld the first lieutenant to hurry on the fitting out of the ship, so as to get her outside the harbor, and to be able to convince the meu, who were growlers but not fools, of the w-onderful fighting machine they had been sent to serve iu. On the 21st July the ship was ready for her maiden experimental cruise, and on the .25th she paased out of Portsmouth harbor, where there was no small excitement at the strange, and, we acknowledge, monstrous form she presented.
" If our readers could have beeu on board the ship during tbe previous week and heard all the ominous forebodings (in spite of what we knew from Amer¬ ica), he would have been very much alarmed [.or very much amused. At any rate, away she went through Spit- head nigh twelve knots per hour, and steered, twisted . and tamed lllce a wherry, and having no resistance aloft, held her way a mUe when reqiiired."
Clearly the English reporters iurehot as enterprising as those of this country. There was,no one aboard except the- offloers and crew. The fear that the edncusslons of the discharges would break the vessel up, or that the smoke would suffocate everybody, was too much for British curiosity or enterprise.
We all know that the experiments were a complete success. The turrets wprked with perfect ease, the smoke suffocated no one, the concussions wero so light as not to break a single piece of crockery on board.
The experiments were varied in every -way with the samo uniform success. The precision and accuracy ofthe guns, and the ease of worlcing them were pioved beyond cavil. The- men were especiallj- delighted. " Here in'a couple of houra tb,ey had mastered all that was requisite to know of turret drill; tliey had fired for days in ac'tion w-ithout dis¬ turbing a fastening of gun or tackling, and had not lo.st by a scratch of hands or face. No ship iu the navy could have worked sucli guns for so manj- consecutive houi-s without breaking down lier crew with fatigue-; and there was nothing Jack discovered wliich eveu the ship's boj-s could not under¬ stand, either in machinery of turret or 3team-cap,tan.
" Going fromoneextremetotheotlier, it was amusing, wheu the ship returned into port, to hear the stout yarns told by the formerly disbelieving crew to tlie numerous visitors iiow, erowdiiig onboard. 'Concussion! Lor bless j'ou, no, marme! Why, the auxiliary gun numbers go to sleep in our turrets in action ready to relieve tho others.' ' You might nurse a baby, my lady, and it would never be woked by eitlier noise or smoko iu No. 3 turret.' ' Tired sir! with heaving of them round, and running the guns iu an out! Why, tlie powder brings iu—tliey run tlioiu- selves out; and as to training, just you try extreme training with a-broadside gun of half the weight, and then you'd know what being tired was.'
" Eveu the steam-caiistaus hiid warm advocates. 'Ah! that is the capstan, sir!'said Joe, the marine, as lio was polishing it; ' aud I don't mind rub¬ bing bim up either, for he is a man, sir! and does' iiisowii worlt—unmoors ship aud picks the anchor up while we sits aud looks at him going round as ciieerj- as may be. -Vh! that in a capstan, sir!'"
But there were otlier.s who were not so delighted, ft. was the very earnest wish of Captain Osborn to show the civil Lord of the Atlmiralty, thu Duke ot Somerset, how sho did her work by taking him out to Spitliead' His grace Was expected i;ound from Plymouth. He came, but arrived too late. A tele¬ gram from the naval office had sent the vessel into dock for'repairs.
Then she w-as ordered hither and thither for aboutja fortnight, when, tlie Duke being at Malta, a telegram came " ordering thesliij) to be paid off with the.utmost despatch," the crew to be distributed into tlie Victorj-aud Achilles aud the vessel handed over lo tlie Re¬ serve at Portsmouth.
"The order was obej-ed fortliwitli ; aud, after haviug been eigbtj'-scven days together, the crew were dispersed, wondering wliat crime they or their oflicers had committed. Was it in hu¬ man nature for the heart of tiie captain of that .=ihip to be overflowing with ad¬ miration forthe sense of justice enter¬ tained by the First Naval Lord ? And cau Captain Cowper Coles be consider¬ ed unreasonable for having doubts about his impartial friends in tlie same quar¬ ter?
"Tlie proceeding was not cleverly managed, and the .press made a consid¬ erable clatter. .So, bj- way of allaying the storm—which -we strougly suspect hastened home the Duke of Somei-set from Malta to Ciiariug Cross—a specious arrangement w-as made, i>utting the Royal Sovereign and her captain iu the odd position of tender to tlie gunncrj-- ship Excellent, under Cajitain A. C. Key, for her gunners to drill iiu It was forgotten that it had onlj- requiretl her crew about one hour to learn turretrdrill, aud that the little Monitor fouglit the Merrimac the samo daj- slie reached Hampton Koads. There was no mys- terj' In the turret. Captain Osborn felt lie eould do no moro good to tlie turret cause in the position he was placed in, and tlierefore resigned a com¬ mand ho had hoped to liave held for years. Peoplo iu office blundered into all sorts of excuses. Captain Osboru's reports were so satisfactory, so couclu" sive, that nothing further oould be ne¬ cessary. The.ship was tried, and a per¬ fect success. The country could uot afl'ord to keep her in commission as a. mere defence-ship. The seamen gun¬ nel's of the navy- wanted her to learn the drill," &e.
The writer expresses tlie hopes that the new administration will see the folly of employing a vessel which cost the government more than a quarter of amillion sterling for uses which would be just as well served bj- a wooden mod¬ el costing a thousand pouuds, and that Captains Coles and Osborn will be per¬ mitted to continue and perfect their experiments. /       '
OuB PiLQBiMAOE.—"We are pas-slug toward final rest ouraelves. Do not re¬ gret It if -the eyes.grow. dim. You will see bett«r;by and by. : If the ear is growing heavy,: do not be sorry. If your youth is passing, jmd your beauty feding, do not mourn. If your,hand trembles, and your foot is unsteady with age, be not depressed in spirit.— With every impediment, with-every sign of tbe taking down of.this taber¬ nacle, rememberthat itis the striking of the tentithattlie march may begin, and that when next you pitch your taber¬ nacle itsliallbeniiaii undisturbedshoro, aud that there, with eyes unwet with tears, through an atmosphere undini- nied bj- clouds, anil before a God un¬ veiled ami never to be w-rupped in darkness unj- more—that there, looking back upon tliis world of ignorance and sufiering and trouble, and ui>ou the hardships of the waj-, you will w-ith full aud discerning reason, lift up your voice and give thanks to God, and say, " There was not one trouble too much ; there was not one sorrow too piercing." And you will thanlc God, in that land Ibr the very things that wring tears from your eyes iu this. Look, then, to "that better land, out of all the trouble of the -way, sigii for it, pray for it, pre¬ pare for it, and enter into it.
Clieap clothes are the dearest. If you buy a nuniber ofcheap dresses, j-ou must ptij- as much for making them as for malUiig thoso that are dearer, if you wisli them to fit. Thou tliey soon lose their fresliucss, which, after all, was never wortlimiicii; butsucli as-it isthcy lose it directly. As soon as they have accommodated themselves comfortablj- to llio figure they are shabby or worn out. The gloss of newness is never pleasing; but w-hen cheap clothes havo parted with tliat, they have parted with the only thing which recommended tliem. A really good dress, though it may cost thrice as much as another, lasts more than three times as loug, and never looks ill. But, above all, it is fit to be seen long after it has grown com¬ fortably to the shape.
We adapt our dress to spring, sum¬ mer, autumn, and winter, but often with very jlittlo success, at least so fnr as comfort is concerned. It .seems lo be forgotten that a little extra looseiies« of dress will produce coolness, aud that a tliin covering in the heat oftlie sxifi fails to protect us from the heat. Thin dark clotlies iu a hot summer arc es¬ pecially uncomfortable, and a black hat, however light, is in some places enough to roast the brains when exposed to the full power  of the sun's  raj-s.
Kemember, as a rule, that light-col¬ ored clothes keep the heat in the body when the air is cold, and, when the sun is warm, keep the bodj- from reaeliiiig the heat better than dark. Remem¬ ber, also, that a woolen or cotton cov¬ ering keeps the skin at an equable tem¬ perature better tliau linen.
If you want a slioe to fit j-ou com fort- ably,' next time you are measured for a pair stand upon a piece of paper, aud get the shoe-maker to trace with pencil the outline of each foot; each foot, we say, because two feet are never alike in size ami shape, though thej- belong to the same person. They arc more than right and left—thej- are uulike. Dou't suppOse.tliat J'OU can be measured for a pair bj' tlie most careful measurement of one. Insiston having the outlines as well as the girth aud lengtii of each foot taken, and then, if the maker is au honest man, he will send home a pair of boots whieh, witli tlieir turned-in toes, will look unpromising when oft' but wheu once on will prove not onlj- the most becoming, but the most com¬ fortable J-ou ever wore.
Laughter is a medicine to the mind. Give us the friend that gives a sensible joke, not too severe but only witty, and we feel true merriment; but add a little keen ingredient, and a forced laugh succeeds. Wc often cackle over twice or thrice told jokes and anecdotes, but onlj-as-a sort of polite recognition or appreciation to thostorj--teller; thereis no heartiness In sucli merriment; it docs not stir the blood, and make the sido ache. Wo love sometimes to meet the friend to wliom we can say, " You will kill ine with your drollery." But, alas, tho cunning people are scarce!
Wanted.—A "gurl" to dwell in my family, assist my wife in doing the work, and give directions generally.
One of the Irisb-Germaii-American desceut w-ill answer, if she was born in Ireland, aud knows a flap-jack from . a boot-jack.
AVe don't want her to spit inthe .soup to acertain whether it is hot, nor to boil "rags" iu the "taypot,''and yre rather jirefer that she w-ould not wash her feet in the dish tub.
We also expect that she will use something besides matches to get break¬ fast with.
Wages not much object if she w-ill only leave me enough of my income-to pay for the crockery ware that she breaks.
If she should not be satisfied with having five evenings in the week, an effort shall be made to give her eight; she maj'decide what we siiall have to eat, and whether it shall beoverdone, underdone or done at all, and do, in fact, wliat she pleases, except wear mj- wife's gloves and shoes, (unless her hands and feet are witliin four sizes of being as small.)
P. S. We always expect to give our help Christmas and New Year's gifts, worth from one dollar to one hundred, j ust as they prefer.
N. B. She can havo the use of the piano, guitar and go to "maarss" nine times a week if she Is not absent more than twenty-six hours per day.
P. P. S. Feather beds or niattrasses, as preferred.
A sick sister or old "mither" will be no objection, as we have a spare cham¬ ber, and will, if necessary, hire a "nuss" to take, care of her.
Apply at 9a Gray street between 9 a. m. and 4th of July.
How to "Finish" a Daugktkb.—
1. Be always telling her how pretty s-ho Is. :
2. Instill iu her mind a proper love of dress. '
,¦!. Accustom her to .so mucliiileiuiuro tliat she is never happy at home.
i. Allow her to read nothing but novels.
S.. Teach herall the accoriiplishnieiits, but none of the utilities if life. •
G Keep her in the darkest ignorance of the mj-stcries of housekeeping.
7. Initiate her into the principle that it is vulgar to do anything herself.
15. To strengthen the latter belief, let her have a lady's niiiid.
9. And lastly, iiaving given her such an education, marrj- lier to a clerk up¬ on five hundred'dollars a year, or a lioutenaut goiug .out to a fort.
If, with the above careful training, your daughter is not " finished," you may be sure it is no fault of j'oitrs, and J-ou must look upon her escape as nothing s'aort of a miracle.
- Pow-i-:b op an Ax.-Tlie other day I was holding a man bj- the hand—a hand as firm in its outer texture as leather, and his sunburnt face was as infiexible as iiarclunent-be was pouring forth a ti¬ rade of contempt on those .who com¬ plain that they get nothing to do, as an excuse for becoming idle loafers. Said I, " Jeff, what do you work at?" " Why,;'said he, ". I bought me an ax three j-ears ago, that cost me two doUai-s. That w-as all the money I had. I went to chopping wood by the cord. I have done notliing else, and h.ave earned more than $600, drank no grog, paid uo doctor, and have bought me a little farm in Hoosier State, and shall bo married next w-eek to a girl who has earned S200 since she w;m eighteen. Jfj- old ax I shall keep in the drawer, and buy me a new one to cut w-ood with."
,Aftor I left him I thought to myself: " That ax and no grog." These are the things tliat make a man in the w-orld.— How smalPa capital tliat ax—how sure of success with the motto, " No grog." jVnd theu a farm and a wife, the best of all.
A London cockney, at the Botanical Gardens, readlngtbJ8label-"The Amer¬ ican Rhododendron"—wanted to know whether it was a scuUing "match, and how much O'Dendron lost by it.
The best rule to determine the good or evil in amusements is this : What¬ ever makes the body healthier and the mind purer and better is a wholesome recreation. But whatever stimulates the passions and feeds a dangerous ap¬ petite should be let alone. This is a safe rule for a Christian parent to adopt in deciding on the character of the en¬ tertainments for his fireside. The pa¬ rent is the pastor of the "church ofthe house."
A man w-aa asked what induced him to make a law student of his son, "Oh, he was always a lying littla cuss, and I thought I would humor his leading pro¬ pensity."