California Agriculturist and Live Stock Journal. 



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What do you think of that, children? 

 Have we really got three different things 

 in the very same place at the same time? 

 It does seem so, but the truth is that 

 natm-al philosophers have found out that 

 the atoms of sugar are smaller than those 

 of salt, while the atoms of salt are small- 

 er than water atoms. So that the atoms 

 of water, being larger than either salt or 

 sugar, rest in the tumbler something as 

 these oranges do in this glass dish. See, 

 we can drop these nuts very easily into 

 the spaces between the oranges, as we 

 drop the atoms of salt which partly till 

 the spaces between the atoms of water. 

 Now we can nearly fill up the spaces be- 

 tween the nuts and oranges with sand, 

 as the atoms of sugar dropped into the 

 spaces left between the atoms of salt. 

 Onl}' our eyes are not fine enough to see 

 all the atoms in nature. 



Even air and gases are impenetrable. 

 They occupy their own appropriate space. 

 I will take this small vial, which con- 

 tains only air, and try to pour water from 

 the pitcher into. "VVhy does it not fill 

 up? Because the neck of the vial is too 

 small to allow the air inside to escape 

 and at the same time so largo a stream 

 of water to enter. In order to fill it, I 

 must insert, very loosely, this little fun- 

 nel, and pour the water through it, al- 

 lowing the air in the vial to escape out- 

 side the neck of the funnel. You per- 

 ceive, the air and water must politely 

 give way to each other in going through 

 such a narrow passage. 



Here is another experiment to show 

 you how real a thing air is. Let us 

 nearly fill this large glass dish with water, 

 On top o, it we will float this Uttle jsaper 

 boat. "We will now turn this tumbler, 

 containing only air, up-side-dowu direct- 

 ly over the little boat, pressing the glass 

 as far down into the water as we"can. 

 Look through the sides of the glass dish. 

 The boat seems to be going down, down 

 under the water, floating now on the 

 very bottom of the dish, and not getting 

 wet, either. You understand that the 

 air cannot get out of the tumbler, and 

 will not allow the water to raise in it, so 

 the little boat is really on top of the 

 water yet, although at the bottom of the 

 dish with water on all side of the tum- 

 bler. 

 Do you remember, children, what pro- 

 ■ perty of matter we talked about the last 

 time? Oh, yes; .Johnny has brought us 

 a text which he heard read in Sabbath- 

 school, where Solomon, the wise king, 

 teaches the indestructibility of matter. 

 You -ndll find it in Ecclesiastes chapter 1, 

 verses 7 and 9. When you read it, re- 

 member that the water in the rivers Sol- 

 omon wrote about in that day runs in 

 our rivers and oceans to-day, and that 

 there is no new thing yet under the sun. 

 To-day we have been learning somethiag 

 of another property belonging to all 

 matter. It is called ImpenetmhU'dy . One 

 body cannot penetrate another body so 

 that both will occupy the same place at 

 the same time. 



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A. Fashionable Lady's Lament. 



BY MRS. M. E. WOODFono. 



(.Wter Hood.) 

 Work, work, work. 



But not iu hunj^'erand dirt 

 For I'm not the "woman of long ago, 



Who sang the Fong of the Ehirt. 

 But I am young and fair, 



And I do not work for pelf, 

 But I'm wearing myself out inch by inch. 



Making clothes for myself. 

 For ife t and and ruffle and puff. 



And tuck, and ruttic. and baud. 

 Till I know I am the veriest sla%'e 



There is in all the land. 



I've no time to read the news. 



No time to improve my mind. 

 No time for those old household ways 



To which our mothers inclined. 

 Click, click, click. 



My machine ever ready and true. 

 Though every day working faithfully. 



The end comes never in view. 

 For it's tuck, and ruiHe and puff. 



Shirring, knife plaiting and band; 

 Why should I be the greatest slave 



There is iu all the land? 



Oh why ara I a slave 



To fashion's foolish whimT 

 Why labor so hard for outward show. 



And neglect the pearl within ? 

 "Consider the lilies" fair, 



"They neither toil nor spin;" 

 Oh, who would not be a lily. 



And have no nitlles to hem '? 

 For it's tuck, anu ruffle and band, 



And band, and rurtle and puff. 

 Of all this foolish liuuinicry. 



Oh, when shall we have enough? 



Oh. men with sisters dear. 



Men With mothers and wives. 

 How can you stand by so quietly. 



While we're working away our lives? 

 Ye men with vigorous nerves. 



Ye men with fertile brains. 

 Can you not invent a new machine 



To make our dresses by steam V 

 Then with bauds, and ruffles, and puffs. 



All finished and without Haws, 

 Then, having nothing else to do. 



We'll heli> you make the laws. 



— [Prairie Farmer. 



WHO DARE BE FREE? 



BY NELL VAN. 



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The prime business of agriculture is to 

 produce desirable plants in a sufficient 

 abundance, of the best quality and with 

 the greatest economy. To do this with 

 the highest success, and with that ra- 

 tional intelligence which is generally sup- 

 posed to be a distinguishing character- 

 istic of the lords of creation, demands a 

 knowledge of vegetable anatomy and 

 physiology, far more intimate and tho- 

 rough than has ever been attained. 



Eminence is not to be reached by a 

 frantic struggle. The road to it is much 

 iiiore commonplace. He th.at would daz- 

 zle must first dig. 



OU are going to cut of your hair, 



Susie, did you say? Well, did I 



ever hear of such a foolish caper? 



"And why not, Kate?" asked 



_ the wondering girl, "ll.aynoti 



do as I like with my own?" 



" Certainly, child, if your mother does 

 not object, but I should think she would 

 know better than to aOowyou to do such 

 an outrageofis thing just as you have 

 grown into young-hidy-hood, and ready 

 to go into society." 



"Stop, Kate, I do not wish to go into 

 society, except of my own choosing, and 

 as to gTowing into young-lady-hood, a 

 few years more or less makes no differ- 

 ence if we retain the follies of childhood. 

 I have good reasons for what I am about 

 to do, and if .you or any of my friends 

 love me less for mere external appear- 

 ance, I do not value such friendship." 



"Stay, Sue; don't 'get your back up' 

 so readily. Give me one good, substan- 

 tial reason for cutting off such a luxuri- 

 ant growth of beautiful golden hair, with 

 just enough wave in it to render the Hght 

 and shade so bewitching that it enhances 

 even a moderate share of beauty in your 

 form and features." 



"Well done, Kate," said the amused 

 Sue. "I never once thought that you 

 admired my foxy, shaggy mane. I shall 

 soon find out how many silent admirers 

 these same locks have had all these 

 years. Fact is, I'm not going to bury 

 the 'luxuriant growth, etc.,' out of your 

 sight forever, as I greatly fear its owner 

 may be laid away some of these days, 

 unless something is done now. No, it 



shall be placed in a frame in a conspicu- 

 ous place, suitably labeled, if need be, 

 for people to admire. Y'ou ask me for a 

 good reason for the clip, and can I give 

 you a better one than that my health 

 suft'ers daily by the weight and heat of 

 that same 'luxuriant growth?' When I 

 allow it to How over my shoulders my 

 head is somewhat relieved, but my neck 

 and the upper part of my spine is then 

 unnecessarily heated. Then the snarls 

 to be combed out two or three times a 

 day demand the i)attence of a Job. 

 Braiding it nown one's back is so unsuit- 

 able in one of my years, and besides the 

 weight remains the same. I go for health 

 and comfort every time, Kate, and if I 

 could lay my head in cold water several 

 times a day there would be less burning 

 pain in it, and I should feel better all 

 over." 



"But, Sue," said the per.sistent Kate, 

 "you are not in such ill health as to war- 

 rant such a sacrifice. What if you do 

 sutt'er a little with your head? Don't we 

 all suffer somewhat for appearances' sake? 

 Do you think I could have so trim a fig- 

 ure without wearing my stays a trifle 

 tighter than is comfortable? My French 

 boots, too, would never fit my feet if 

 those same feet were not forced into them 

 and obliged to endure a little pinching. 

 Come now, bo sensible for once, and 

 don't disfigure yourself for life by cut- 

 ting off what you can never replace." 



"I will be sensible for once, Kate, and 

 resist your i)leadiugs, since vanity mtist 

 be held iu the balance with comfort, or 

 rather, duty to myself and friends. 

 Never will I admit that mere jw'rsonal 

 appearance prevented me from obeying 

 the laws of health. Y'ou, Kate, may lace 

 in your form, and pinch your feet, all 

 the while imagining that you are improv- 

 ing upon nature, at the same time claim- 

 ing to be a sensible young lady ; I, vrith 

 no such claim, simply desire to conform 

 to nature's laws. From principle, I 

 neither wear stays nor tight clothing; 

 while shoes that pinch are my utter 

 aversion. Life is for something better 

 than setting traps. JIattie Wheeler told 

 me the other day she could not spoil her 

 market by cutting off her hair, and she, 

 poor girl, fast going into a decline be- 

 cause of her habits of life I That's what 

 I call unreasonableness. If my hair is 

 the only charm I possess, I'll sell out to 

 the highest bidder and take a lower seat. 

 Y'es, my mother ajiproves of the step, for' 

 she looks up at the noble tree at our side 

 door and says to us: 'Y'ou see, my child- 

 ren, how much improved it is by trim- 

 ming ofl" the superfluous branches. At 

 first we could not be reconciled to the 

 rough handling it received from the 

 gardener, but now at every cut fresh 

 shoots appear, and the young foliage so 

 far surpasses the old that we should no 

 longer murmur. In like manner the 

 inner life is also impaired by need of 

 outer pruning. The vegetable growth ^ 

 upon the head often debilitates and hin- 

 ders the vigorous, healthy condition of 

 body so essential to the proper develop- 

 ment of brain force." She tells us to live , 

 healthfully and we will bo spared the 

 suffering caused by broken laws." 

 ■ "Well, Susie, I'm half inclined to be- 

 lieve there's some truth in what you say, 

 but really the case is different with me. 

 I'm well and hearty. Nothing makes 

 me sick. I can stand any amount of 

 heat or cold, fatigue, late hours, late 

 suppers — nothing, in fact, seems to dis- 

 agree with me; while you whimsical 

 folks, who study out a system of living, 

 are always half sick, and don't live ont 

 half your days. Y"ou see, I'm always 

 well, have no cough like Mattie Wheeler, 

 and, besides, being in society, one is 

 obliged to conform somewhat to its de- 



mands. My mother ■would never eon- j 

 sent to my cutting off my hair, if I want- ' 

 to ever so much. Short-haired women 

 and long-haired men are her utter abom- 

 ination, and she would think I was grow- 

 ing strong-minded at once." 



"There, Kate, is just where we difl'er. 

 I am not afraid of being strong in cither 

 mind or body, and, in fact, slightly pre- 

 fer to be both, rather than the weak- 

 minded, delicate-bodied, doll-like women 

 I see everywhere, both iu and out of so- 

 ciety." 



"Who was that sweet-looking girl we 

 just met, Kate?" asked a young South- 

 erner of his friend, as they were prome- 

 nading Broad street together, a few weeks 

 after the above conversation. Kate "was 

 in a most amiable mood, decked out in 

 the latest spring style. 



"Do you mean Susie Stanton, with the 

 short hair and loose sack, who bowed as 

 she passed?" 



"Is that Miss Susie Stanton, the pet of 

 our Professor? I've heard more remarks 

 made about her than any other j'onng 

 lady since I came here. The young fel- 

 lows all seem half cracked about her,and 

 would give more for a smile from her 

 than any amount of attention from other 

 girls. "Tell me more about her, do. How 

 becomingly she wears her hair, and how 

 modest and finaffected she appears. How 

 is it we never meet her anywhere in so- 

 ciety so that a body might make her ae- 

 quaintance, I wonder." 



"If he wiU ever give me a chance to 

 reply, I will trv- to enlighted my enthusi- 

 astic friend," said Kate, ironically. 



"In the first place, she is not a girl 

 you would fancy upon acquaintance. 

 She is admired by the Professor, I am 

 told, on account of her natural figure, 

 unrestrained by the dress-maker's art. 

 Besides, she is extremely shy and reti- 

 cent; will not go into society because she 

 calls it a waste of time, imagining her 

 health will sufl'er by late hours, etc. ;I 

 wears dresses much too short for the' 

 style, and shoes too large and clumsy, i 

 She even cut off the most beautiful head; 

 of golden hair you ever laid eyes upon, 

 in order to cool her aching brain with 

 cold water whenever she liked." 



"Cut off her head, did you say. Miss 

 Kate? or only her hair? I am sure I saw 

 a most comely face, fringed with golden 

 hair, like the halo we see about thei 

 heads of the Madonna. A peaceful ex-: 

 pressiou she wore, too, as if happy and' 

 contented to take life as it comes \vith-; 

 out the continual anxiety to outshine the 

 next one which is everywhere so marked 

 a peculiarity of the northern girls. " _ 



".\h, you are only teasing me, Balpb 

 We Northern girls are no dift'erent from 

 any others, but Sue is a little tinctured 

 with strong-mindedness, I do believe, 

 apart from her short hair. But she is a 

 simple little thing, and has never come 

 out iu society. The young men don't 

 know how she censures their small vices, 

 or they would not be so 'cracked after 

 her' as you call it. If all girls were to 

 keep aloof from young men whom they' 

 know to be adicted to habits not consid-! 

 ered elegant in those of their own sex, I 

 we should have a pretty state of society, ' 

 tnily. For my own part, I like these' 

 easy-going, roguish sort of men better | 

 than the pious, Sunday-school sort, who ' 

 make such minnies of themselves in so- 

 ciety, falling head-over-ears in love with a 

 girl before discovering whether they have 

 made even a favorable impression." 



"To which class, pray. Hiss Kate, 

 would you consign me? Will you never 

 have done railing about men and theii' 

 peculiarities? A wiser way, it seems to 

 me would be to discontinue their atten- 

 tions altogether, as your friend Susie 



