THOU WILT NEVER GROW OLD. 
BY MRS. HOWARTH. 
Thou wilt never grow old, 
Nor weary, nor pad. in the home of thy birth; 
My beantiful lily, thy leaves will unfold 
In a clime that, is purer and brighter than earth. 
Oh, holy and fair, I rejoice thou ait there, 
In that kingdom of light, with its cities of gold; 
Where the air thrills with angel hosannas, and where 
Then wilt never grow old, sweet— 
Never grow old! 
I am a pilgrim, with sorrow and sin 
Haunting my footsteps wherever I go; 
Life is a warefnre my title to win— 
Well will it be il it end not in woe. 
Pray for me, sweet; 1 am laden with care; 
Dark are my garments with mildew and mould; 
Thou, my bright angel, art sinless and fair, 
And wilt never grow old, sweet— 
Never grow old I 
Now', canst thou bear, from '.by home in the skies, 
All the fond words l am whispering to thee? 
Dost thon look down on me with the soft eyes, 
Greeting me oft ere tby spirit. was free; 
So I believe, though tim shadows of time 
Hide the bright spirit i yet shall behold; 
Thou wilt still love me, and, pleasure sublime, 
Thou wilt never grow old, sweet— 
Never grow old! 
Thus wilt thou be when the pilgrim grown gray, 
Weeps when the vines from the hearthstone are 
riven; 
Faith shall behold thee, as pure as ihe day 
Thou wext torn from the earth and transplanted to 
heaven. 
Oh, holy and fair, I rejoice thou art there, 
In that kingdom of light, with its cities of gold, 
Where the air thrills with angel hosannas, and where 
Thou wilt never grow old, sweet— 
Never grow old! 
®lii JFiorg-Sflltv. 
THE DRAB DRESS. 
“ Brother F kkd, Fve a favor to ask of you,” 
and Lita Ross lifted her face with a beseeching 
expression, from a small boquet of choice flowers 
she held in her small, jewelled hand. 
“A favor to ask of me, SLsx ” was the young 
man's reply ‘'One would think from your 
serious, troubled countenance, that it was the 
first one you had ever preferred, and you were 
to try an expariment.” 
“Well, it is a sort of experiment, Fred, and 
before you give me the answer, I want you to 
think, and not say, ‘Oh, yes, yes,’ as you al¬ 
ways do, and then not give it another single 
thought.” 
“Well, here goes then,” replied the gay, 
handsome young man, drawing an ottoman to 
his sister’s feet, and seating himself upon it 
with a mock gravity. “ Your humble servant; 
and now proceed to business, madam.” 
The young girl’s face assumed an earnest 
expression as she clasped one of her brother’s 
hands in both of her own, and said, while the 
color burned up into her cheeks, 
“Fred, it is this, that you will drink no more 
wine. I tremble whenever I see you with the 
glass at your ifps..’ 
“Well, now, Lita, child, can you not trust 
me, knowing my entire self-command, that I 
have no natural tendency that way, and that I 
only occasionally take a social glass when in the 
society of my friends.” 
“I know it, Fred—1 know all that; but your 
influence is what I fear. There is Charlie Ches¬ 
ter, who thinks you a perfect pattern of good¬ 
ness, and as he touched glasses with you at Mrs. 
Reardon’s, and you stood np and drank together, 
my heart ached—not so much for you as for him, 
knowing that he has not the self-control that 
you have, and that he loves lo look upon the 
wine as it sparkles in the cup.” 
“Well, well, Lita, perhaps you are right. I 
never looked at it in that way before,” said 
Fred, while his countenance wore a thoughtful 
expression. “ Rut who, in the name of com¬ 
mon sense (and now the young man smiled) 
would have thought that my little, fashionable, 
butter fly sister ever found time for such 
thoughts as these, with her ribbons, roses and 
laces? Seriously, Lita, I did not give you credit 
for being so much of a woman.” 
“Thank you for the compliment, Fred. But 
now promise mo; I shall not be happy until you 
do. I have no fears for your personal safety In 
this matter—though 1 doubt your moral right to 
indulge in a social glass merely because Mrs. 
Grundy smiles upon the custom — but 1 fear for 
Charlie Chester, seeing with what a relish he 
drains his glass to the dregs. Promise me, 
Fred; come, do this if you love me,” and Lita 
Boss laid her hand beseechingly on her brother’s 
head. 
“Well, Lita, this is something of a sacrifice to 
ask of me. Why, I should make myself very 
conspicuous by refusing a social glass. But I 
don't know but I’ll do it, if you'll make a cor¬ 
responding sacrifice. I don’t care to be immo¬ 
lated upon the altar alone.” 
“ Name it, Fred, and if it's in my power I’ll 
do it willingly, gladly;" and her soft eyes 
danced with delight. 
“Well, then, Sis, i’il promise this thing if 
you will do what I am about to ask you. I de¬ 
clare I have scarcely the heart to, you look so 
pretty in that blue silk dress, with its lace trim¬ 
mings, and your ear-rings, pin and bracelet of 
those tiny pearls, hut you must give them up if 
[ I comply- with your request.” 
i “I will, Fred—I will,” 
“ And wear a drab dress without any orna- 
J ments?” 
f “Yes, Fred.” 
I Next Thursday night make your first appear- 
' ance at Mrs. Thurston's. Remember you will 
I be subject to many remarks, and will look very 
plain by the side of your showily-dressed com- 
panions.” 
53,818 SOLD IN 1863—72,083 SOLD in the FIRST 9 MONTHS of 1864. 
HIGHEST PH.EMHJM 
ISISESSIl CLIT 1 ES 1 
"Life is too short and human strength too precious for our ‘womankind’ to be kept at the 
old process of Washing and Wringing.”— Rev. T. L. Cuyuer. 
WA-SHIISTG DAY 
As it was. 
As it is. 
House-keepers ! Take your choice! 
WITHOUT THE WRINGER, 
Flic Clothes arc Destroyed. 
The experience of every person shows that clothes 
are damaged more In one (lav's washing limn In six 
days wearing. Tender spots are made more tender, 
small hules made larger, and seams and buttons are 
started hy the violent straining and twisting of the 
hand-wringing. 
The Health is Impaired. 
Very many women can unquestionably attribute their 
111 health to the extra labor of Washing Due. Increased 
by the severe straining of tho muscles In wringing, and 
keeping the hands and arms all day in the dirty suds. 
Time is Wasted. 
The washing of an ordinary family nsuallv occupies 
nearly an entire day when done by hand, and very 
large articles (quilts, ete*| being dfttleult for one to 
handle, are often Ituuix ori the line dripping wet, and 
dry slowly, especially Jti the short days ot winter. 
Labor is I.oftt, 
Not only In frying to do ttu- washing In the most dif¬ 
ficult and ted Iona way, but the article*, after the. old- 
fashioned hand-wringing, require five times the am mi at 
oi mending that is rendered necessary bv the wearing 
only ; besides much additional time and labor is loBt In 
making new garments to supply their place. 
WITH THE WRINGER, 
The Clothes are Saved. 
There Is no straining, twisting, or pulling to pieces of 
delicate and costly fabrics, no (earns ripped or buttons 
loosened. 'Phe clothes pass through ns smooth and 
evenly ns from a Sew iug Machine, and in as good condi¬ 
tion as before washing. Clothrs washed with tins \Vrinner 
will last three timet as long as when done by hand. 
The Health In Preserved. 
Not.only Is the waste of precious muscular strength 
avoided by the use or the Wringer, but that disagreeable 
ami very dangerous custom is obviated of keeping the 
arms submerged to the elbow, and suddenly changing 
from hot to cold water, as In hand-wringing. 
Time i» Saved. 
The washing that by band requires a day's work, can 
w th the Wringer be accomplished before noon and 
with far less tatigue. and the clotlion being thorouahlv 
VrmaU will dry quickly. (JretJrotn streaks,) and In win¬ 
ter are not liable to freeze on the line. 
I.ahor in .Economized. 
With the \v ringer more work can be performed with 
less help and wlih much greater ease th»n by hand. 
One lady says i— 1 bad to pay a washerwoman beiorp, but 
now we do the work ourselves.” Another:—" I can now 
go to bed ami sleep after washing dav,” etc. The U. C 
W. can easily be used by a child twelve years old. 
COTTON IS HIGH! ECONOMY SHOULD BE PRACTISED BY ALL! 
THE UNIVEESAL WEINGEE 
Was pronounced superior to all others at 
The World’s Fair, in London, 1862, 
Received the Bronze Medal (highest premium) at the 
Great Fair of the 
AMERICAN INSTITUTE, IN NEW YORK CITY, 1863. 
It has also received the 
FIRST PREMIUMS 
at the following STATE FAIRS: 
NEW YORK.-•.1862.1863 
VERMONT..1863 
PENNSYLVANIA.1863.1864 
MICHIGAN.1864 
INDIANA.1863.1864 
ILLINOIS-,.1863.1864 
IOWA.1863.1864 
WISCONSIN.1864 
CONN. RIVER VALLEY FAIR.1864 
CHAMPLAIN VALLEY FAIR.1864 
and at the principal COUNTY ami INSTITUTE 
FAIRS throughout the land. In OHIO, Premiums 
are awarded only to Wringers made in that State. 
SELF-ADJUSTING AND ADJUSTABLE. 
The only Wringer with the 
P»at«nf Cog-Wheel Regulator, 
For turning Loth rolls together, and which positively 
prevents the volts from 
BREAKING OK TWISTING ON THE SHAFT. 
Without Cog-Wheels, the whole strain of forclmr 
the garments through the Machine is put upon the 
ower roll and the cfoth Is made to act In the place of 
Cog-W hoe|s, to drive the upper roll, causing a much 
greater strain upon the lower roll than wfien™ osr- 
Wheels, with our Patent Regulator, are used, besides 
the extra strain upon the clothing. ts 
No Delation to be Made in (he Price, under any Circumstances 
Whatever. 
NO. 
PRICES. Site of Rolls, 
!*.Sir : :: S i 
3. Small “ - S ' g.? IS* 
& Large tlotol « U4> U 4 ln* ii* 
18. Med. Laundry *> Jfc l. txin' m' 
* - - -»s::::i7*in: U Ul: 
pe^°pal l r. and " l ° n ‘ U by Bteam or h,lm1 ' Bullies, $ 8,00 
alhotfecrs are 8haVe SMALL BOLLS and NO C0GS1 
-M'a.wiii.ris ss, 
66 
The Best is always tile Cheapest. 
33 
“I promise, Fred, in return, that you •will 
then and there comply with my request,” 
“Your hand, Sis. Aud now remember that 
as long as you will wear drab, and that with¬ 
out ornaments, I will refuse a fashionable glass. 
But you do not know what a sacrifice you are 
making. I should not be surprised -were you to 
retract any day.” 
“ AVell, Fred, w r e shall see. And now T a kiss 
as a seal of our contract,” and Lita threw her 
arms about her brother's neck and covered his 
forehead, brow and lips with ft shower of kisses, 
and glided away through the ball, up the loDg, 
oaken stairway to her own chamber, and seat¬ 
ing herself she bowed her head and ejaculated: 
“Thank God, Charlie Chester may yet be 
saved 1 ” 
And the tears rained down her fair face, and 
when she had again looked up, there was a 
subdued, tender light in her eye never there 
before. 
And this was Lita Rose, the pet plaything of 
the family—the sparkling, fashionable belle of 
the season—the coquette, so accounted. But 
there was iu her heart a leaf as yet, unread by 
any eyo save that of her Maker, and on it was 
inscribed her love for Charlie Chester. 
“Well, now, wbo’d have thought it?” Fred 
exclaimed, as he found himself alone. “I 
thought I bad touched her dearest idol, and 
that she could no more deny herself than she 
could give up her right hand. But she'll do it; 
I saw it in her eye. Faith, I never was so proud 
of her in my life. I've looked upon her as a 
mere chit of a girl; but all at once she stands 
before me a noble, self-sacrideing woman. And 
she’s right about Charlie Chester; for now I 
think of it, he is in danger of being drawn into 
the whirlpool of dissipation,—strange I've not 
thought of that before! I used to think they 
had quite a partiality for each other; but 
they’ve out-grown it I reckou.” 
llow much we pride ourselves upon our own 
discernment, and yet how widely do our con¬ 
clusions sometimes w T ander from the truth. 
Thursday evening came, and Frederick Ross 
sat in the drawing-room waiting the appearance 
of Lita. There was a light, rustling step, and 
she stood before him with her soft, brown 
bair drawn smoothly from her brow, and con¬ 
fined plainly at the back of her pretty head, and 
amid the glossy abundance were a few sprays of 
heliotrope; her dress was drab silk with a low 
corsage and short sleeves, relieved by a fall of 
rich, white blonde, while her tiny foot, with its 
dainty satin slipper of the same shade of the 
dress, laid coquettishly hidden in the thick, rich 
carpet. 
“Come, Fred, I am ready,” she said. “Am 
I presentable ? ” 
“Why, Lita, love!” Here he paused. Ad¬ 
miration was written on every feature of his 
speaking face, but he adroitly changed the ex¬ 
pression, and concluded with—“Yes, Lita, pre¬ 
sentable, perhaps; but one would take you to be 
at least twenty-five instead of nineteen. Faith, 
I’d no idea it could alter you B o much! Come, 
there is an hour yet; rim and put on that rose- 
colored crape, and take the fastenings from your 
hair and let it fall in curls about your shoulders. 
I hate to see you, my little sis, looking so prim. 
There's an hour yet, and Bell will assist you. 
Do it now to please me, there’R a good girl.” 
Lita’s cheek turned crimson, aud her eyes 
filled with tears. To think that Fred, her own 
brother, should tell her “she looked twenty- 
five,” and “prim” at that! What would Char¬ 
lie Chester think of her? For a moment the 
temptation was strong upon her. But she did 
not jleld, for she saw in her mind's eye Chai lie 
Chester with the wine cup at his lips; she heard 
his mother's voice crying, “Enter not into 
temptation!” as plainly as when she heard her 
whisper it in his ear as he turned from his 
mother’s door a few weeks previous. It was 
the words and the look of gentle sorrow that 
filled the mother's eyes with tears that first 
aroused Lita’s l’ears in regard to Charlie, and 
ever since that time she had watched him 
closely. She did not care to betray her interest 
in him, as he had avoided her studiously for 
more than a year, and besides she feared to 
wound him by forcing upon him the thought 
that she imagined him incapable of self-control. 
But now she had devised a way in which cither 
of these contingencies could be avoided. And 
having obtained her brother’s consent, should 
she yield it up simply to gratify her love for 
dress and admiration ? No, no, she would not. 
Laying her hand, in its tiny kid glove, upon her 
brothel’s shoulder, she said: 
“ Brother Fred, I shall go as 1 am, though I 
would gladly consult your taste and my own by 
exchanging this sombre dress for the ro.-e- 
colored crape, but it would not be right in me; 
I should despise myself. 1 am sorry you are 
going to be mortified at my appearance. I did 
not think before I came below, that 1 looked 
so old and prim. But of course 1 do, as you say 
I do.” 
“Never mind, Sis. I am proud of you, let 
you look as you will. I should not have loved 
you half so well had you meekly yielded to my 
request. And now run and get your hat and 
cloak, for this carriage wails at the door,” 
Had my readers looked closely into the eye of 
Frederick Ross, they would have seen some¬ 
thing resembling a tear glittering upon his dark 
lashes, which he hurriedly wiped away upon 
his delicately-perfumed handkerchief as Lita 
turned from him. And Lita thought he never 
looked so lovingly upon her as when he handed 
her into the carriage; and she was quite sure 
his bearing was more than usually proud as he 
led her to the farther end of the reception 
room to present her to Mrs. Thurston, tire lady 
of the house. 
“Lita Ross, as I live!” cried an imperious 
beauty, as she tossed her stately head. “I 
wonder what new freak has taken possession of 
her?” 
“O, she likes to make herself conspicuous,” 
replied another lady, carelessly toying with one 
of her golden curls. “ See how all eyes follow 
her. I should not care to be in her place. She 
looks like a Quakeress matron of thirty or 
thirty-five. Ton’ll stand quite a chance of 
reigning belle to-night, now'that she has hidden 
all her beauty under a cloud of drab.” 
Miss Milford, the young lady addressed, col¬ 
ored a little at the doubtful compliment, and 
gathering up Her pale-blue satin dress she sailed 
stately away. 
“ Miss Ross,” said Mrs. Thurston, bending 
her gentle face near to Lita’s, “ will you give a 
key to the mystery that so sorely puzzles my 
guests to-night, viz., the plainness of your 
dress ? ” 
“ I can not at present, Mrs. Thurston,” re¬ 
plied Lita, “ but at some future time I may. T 
hope you do not think 1 have done anything im¬ 
proper? I have a motive that you would Ap¬ 
prove of, if I were at liberty to name it;” and 
Lita stood tdushing through her smiles at the 
iuquiiing facp of the lady. 
“O, no, Miss Ross, nothing improper, but it 
seems so different from your own girlish self, 
that it causes speculation to the minds of many. 
But do not let it trouble you. I think it very 
becoming to you this drab dress with its blue 
trimmings. In short, I never saw you looking 
60 lovely as to-night, thougb not so brilliant as 
your wout.” 
“0, Mrs. Thurston, you do not mean it! I 
am sure I am looking very plain. Brother 
Fred said before we left borne, that. I looked 
twenty-five, and so A ery prim, and I have felt 
as though it were true, all the evening. It 
must be your partiality for me, Mrs. Thurston, 
indeed it must.” 
‘•Not at all, Lita, I tun quite sincere in 
my opinion, and I have heard others say the 
same.” 
“ Lita Ross is Lila Ross, dress her as you 
may,” said a light-hearted girl to her compan¬ 
ion. “Just see her, as she stands there with 
the light falling around her soft, drab dress; but 
she looks prettier to-night than ever,” continued 
the unselfish girl. “ Look, narry.” 
“Y r es, Lizzie, there are few faces like Lita 
Ross’, prettier without, adornments than with. 
I know of but one other in the whole assem¬ 
bly," and the little hand of Lizzie was tenderly 
pressed by the young man, while % soft blush 
stole over the fair brow of sweet tempered Liz¬ 
zie Gray, as they mingled with the crowd. 
The supper-saloon was thrown open, and th? 
tables laid with silver and cut glass supporting 
all the choice luxuries ol' the season, presenting 
a dazzling spectacle under the multitude of gas 
jets from the rich burners, while the long pol¬ 
ished side-boards were supplied with some of 
the richest wines, reflecting many a prismatic 
color. 
“ Miss Ross, what can 1 help you to?” que¬ 
ried the gentleman who had escorted Lita to 
the table. 
But for a moment Lita was quite oblivious. 
She was thinking of her brother's promise, and 
wondering whar. effect it would have upon 
Charlie Chester. 
The ladies had withdrawn from the supper- 
room, but still the gentlemen lingered or re¬ 
turned after having escorted their fair com¬ 
panions from the saloon. 
“ Fred—Fred Ross—here, take this seat by 
me, and while we sip our wine, we will have a 
chat." 
“ Well, I’ve no objections to the chat, but the 
wine I must refuse.’’ 
“ Fred Ross is a temperance man,—he has 
signed the pledge! Three cheers for Fred 
Ross!” 
Charlie Chester had in his hand a second 
glass, and just as he was about to drain its con¬ 
tents the words of Frank Leland fell upon his 
ear. He turned pale, and stood looking at Fred 
Ross, who sat smiling composedly upon his 
boisterous companions. 
“ Yes, a temperance man, if you like it. I’ve 
signed a pledge, too, and it’s useless to ask me 
more, lbr I’m bound to keep it.” 
Lita Ross had stationed herself near the fold¬ 
ing door, and not only had she seen all that had 
taken place at the side-board, but not a word 
had passed but had reached her ear. With a 
heart filled with happiness she turned away, 
and at that moment would not have exchanged 
for the richest dress around, her own simple 
drab dress. 
Several weeks wore away, and yet Lita was 
never in public with anything but drab. 
“It is ridiculous in a child of her years,” said 
a lady, as Lita entered a large dry goods estab¬ 
lishment—“ perfectly ridiculous. J suppose she 
thinks it will pass for eccentricity. But it is not; 
it is downright folly. Jf she was my girl I’d 
shut her up in the house and feed her upon 
bread and water before I’d see her make such a 
simpleton of herself. Only see that drab bon¬ 
net with its while ruche and strings, and 
the drab cape — quite suitable for her grand¬ 
mother. ” 
“I heard her called one of the finest dressed 
ladies upon the street, to-day, by a gentleman 
from Europe,” replied the clerk, •• and he 
expressed a desire to obtain an introduction 
to her.” 
“ Ab, indeed,” said she, tossing her head. 
“ Show me some more lilac moires.”—[Conclu¬ 
ded on page 385, this number. 
“ As to being conflicted with the gout,” said 
Mrs. 1’artington, “ high living doesn’t always 
bring it on. It is incoherent in some fami¬ 
lies, and is handed down from father to son. 
Mr. Hammer, poor soul, who has been so long 
ill with it, disinherits from his wife’s grand¬ 
father.” ___ 
“Patrick,” said a judge, “what do you say 
to the charge; are you guilty or not guilty ? ” 
“ Faith, that is difficult for your honor to 
tell, let alone myself. Wait till I bear the evi¬ 
dence. t 
CANVASSERS WANTED EVERYWHERE! 
The sale of the Universal Wringer offers to good men 
a lucrative and permanent business. It Is not an arti¬ 
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JJIEDSELL'S PATENT COMBINED 
CLOVES THRASHER & HULLER, 
Patented Kay 18th, X8G8; Deo. 13th. 1689: Aprn 0th, 
1863, and May 13th. 1862. 
MAKUTACTUBED KY 
JOHN C. BIBDSELL, 
West Henrietta, Monroe Co., N. Y., and 
South ]{<■ nd, Indiana. 
Tills machine operate* in Clover thrashing similar to 
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be directed. Send for a circular. 
JOHN 0. HIKDSKLL, Manufacturer, 
West Henrietta, Monroe Co,. N, ^ 
78S-eowtf uint South Bend, Indiana. 
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