a little station and wait for the next train. Be¬ 
fore starting, I saw a man walk past me carrying 
a box. Something white was sticking to his 
foot. I looked sharply at it, and saw that it 
was my doll's vail 1 I ran alter him, but he 
walked so last I could not get near enough to 
pull It off. He turned around and said, ‘ What 
are yc looking for, child? Yer doll’s vail, did 
yc say, honey? Sure, and I thought it was a 
bit of rag!' He held up his foot, and there 
was the little hat all crushed and sticking to the 
sole, and the vail was tied to it. This made me 
cry harder than before. When the train came 
along I returned home, as I did not feel like 
going to pay a visit after meeting with such a 
loss. That spoiled my Christmas last year, and 
I have been so disappointed with my presents 
this Christmas, that I canuot be 1 merry ’ if I 
try," and she tossed the despised doll on 
the sofa. 
Emma said “ Mother is in the pantry filling a 
basket with cakes for Marx and me to carry to 
Mrs. Ray. She sprained her ankle three weeks 
ago, and has not been able to go washing since. 
Come, go with us, Julia, and take your doll to 
show to the girls.” 
On arriving at Mrs. Ray’s they found her 
much better. Some kind ladies had sent in 
four loaves of bread, a Iarge^piece of beef and a 
basket of potatoes. She took their basket with 
many thanks for this additional proof of the 
TROT, A CHRISTMAS STORY 
[Concluded from page 412 this number.] 
It was the day before Christmas, and the snow 
was smooth and hard round Hopedalc; so 1 ven¬ 
tured to propose a slelgh-rldo, meaning to open 
my heart to her as wo drove. She accepted my 
proposal readily, and we were soon on onr way. 
Somehow there fell a long silence between us; 
I longing but not daring to speak, ray eyes fixed 
upon that lovely face framed in its pretty, fur- 
bound hood, the eyes looking down, the sweet 
mouth set with a sadder expression than I had 
ever seen it wear. Suddenly she spoke • 
“ I expect my parents, brothers and sisters 
here to-morrow." 
“ For Christmas gayeties ? " I questioned. 
“ No, to escape them. They are coming here 
to pass the day quietly, fur away from any fes¬ 
tivity. It Is a end day for us. Doctor, do you 
believe In a broken heart ? " 
“ Yes; I know they exist." 
“ And are fatal ?" 
“ Sometimes! I have seen heavy sorrow drain 
away life!" 
“ My poor sister,” she said sadly, her eyes fill¬ 
ing with tears, “I fear her heart is broken." 
and after a pause, she said:—“A year ago—a 
year ago—poor little Trot! " 
“ Trot! ” I cried, .breathlessly. 
“ My sister’s only child, who died on Christ¬ 
mas day last, year." 
• “ Died ?" I said, my hopes sinking. 
“Burnt to death!” she said, sadly. “We 
had a Christmas tree for children in the nursery. 
My sister had been a widow ouly three mouths, 
so we had no holiday gathering, but we dressed 
a tree for the little ones and lighted it on Christ¬ 
mas Ew. The next morning they, the children 
I mean, were all in tho nursery, and we sup¬ 
pose one of t hem tried to light the tree. Certain 
it is that they set the room ou fire, and before 
we could say anything the whole bourn was in 
flames. All escaped hut my sister's child, her 
only one; he perished in the fire." 
“Are you certain ? ” 
“Where else would he be? My two little 
brothers and my sister were saved with difficulty, 
and tho roof fell In while we were all frantically 
searching and calling for Arthur, or, as we 
always called 1dm, Trot. My sister s health 
gave way entirely under this blow. She had 
concentrated all the strength of her love upon 
this child after her husband died, and the loss 
prostrated her utterly. We took her to Europe; 
we have had the best advice for her, but she is 
slowly dying of a brokeu heart." 
“It la from no impertinent curiosity," I said, 
“ that I question yon. Will you answer my in¬ 
quiries?" 
We were speeding over the frozen ground 
toward my home, as she answered— 
“ Certainly." 
“This little child—had he a pet name for 
you?" 
“Yes; my home name. They all call mo 
Daisy, and he called me Aunt Daisy." 
“ And your sisters’ names are Mary and Sue, 
your brother’s Walter and Baby." 
“ Yes, yes,” she said, turning very pale, 
“ And Trot’s nurse, Ellen, did &he go to Aus¬ 
tralia ? ” 
“ Yes, a year ago last fall. Your face is radi¬ 
ant ! Speak quickly—our lost boy! " 
We were at my door ; her face was ashy white 
with emotion, hut she obeyed my motion, and 
let mo lead her from the sleigh to my office. I 
made her sit down, and began to explain, when— 
“Uncle Charley’s comet Uncle Charley!" 
rang out from my pot’s voice, and Trot burst 
into the room. Llliau rose to her feet with a 
wild cry of “ Trot! Arthur! darling! " 
For a moment he stood bewildered; then a 
sudden rush of memory came over the childish 
heart, and he sprang into her arms. 
“Aunt Daisy! Where’s mamma! I want 
mamma! Quick! quick! Uncle Charley, Aunt 
Over tbe hilts of Palestine, 
The silver stars began to Bhine; 
Night drew her shadows softly round 
lTie slumbering earth, without a sound. 
Among the fleidB and'dewy rocks 
The shepherds kept their quiet flocks, 
And looked along the darkening land 
That waited the Divine command. 
When lo I through all the opening blue, 
Par up, tbe deep, dark heavens withdrew, 
And angel* in a solemn light 
Praised Ood to all the listening night. 
Ah 1 sad the lonely shepherds then. 
The Seraph sang good-will to men: 
O hasten, earth, to meet the morn, 
The Prince, the Prince of Peace is born! 
Again the sky was deep and dark, 
Each star resumed his silver spark, 
Tbe dreaming land in alienee lay, 
And waited for the dawning day. 
But in a stable tow and mde. 
Where white-horned, mild-eyed oxen stood, 
The gates of heaven were still displayed, 
For Christ was In the manger 'aid. 
[Our Young Fclka. 
Written for Moore's P.ural New-Yorker. 
JULIA'S LESSON ON CONTENTMENT 
BY SOPHIA C. GARRETT, 
The death of a statesman is always an event of 
public importance, while the decease of one who, 
hy virtue of eminent talents and high official 
position, exercised a controlling influence not 
only over tho affairs of hirown government, but 
to no little extent also over the material pros¬ 
perity of other nations, is an occurrence of the 
deepest interest to Ihe world at large. 
The subject of this memoir, Henry John 
Temple, Viscount Palmerston, was born at 
Broadlands, near Kornscy, Ilaraahlre, on the 20th 
of October, 1784, and died, after a brief illness 
caused by a severe cold which he had contracted, 
on the 18th of last October, within two days of 
the completion of his eighty-first year. De¬ 
scended from an old and aristocratic stock, the 
Temples, of which the celebrated Sir William 
Templh was a notable representative, be was tbe 
third of his title, ft nephew ofSir William having 
been created in 1772 first Viscount Palmerston. 
His education was begun at Harrow, con¬ 
tinued at the University of Edinburgh, and com¬ 
pleted at Cambridge, where, at St. John’s College, 
in 1806, he took the degree of Master of Arts. 
His peerage, to which he succeeded in the same 
year, not entitling him to a seat in the House of 
Lords unless elected a representative of tbe 
Irish nobility, he chose tc appear as an English 
Commoner; and at the early age of twenty-one 
he stood for the representation of the University 
of Cambridge against Lord Hf.nrt Petty, sub¬ 
sequently Marquis of Lansdowne. Defeated in 
this election, he was soon after returned for 
Bletchingley, and in ISO* was made junior Lord 
of the Admiralty, in the Tory cabinet of the 
Duke of Portland, lie afterwards secured the 
discarded. In 1857 be dispatched an army to 
India to suppress the Sepoy rebellion, and inau¬ 
gurated the military operations In China which 
led to the treaty or i860. HU ministry was over¬ 
thrown In 1S5S for introducing the so-called 
“ conspiracy to murder” bill, shortly after the 
attempt of Orsint on the life of the French 
Emperor, and tor a time he was exceedingly un¬ 
popular ; but he soon regained his office and his 
influence. HU foreign poliey during the rebel¬ 
lion in this country is well known to all of our 
readers. 
Lord Palmerston's political career was nei¬ 
ther straightforward nor consistent, and motives 
of expediency rather than of principle always 
seem to have controlled his policy; bat despite 
all objections to his course as a politician and 
inseparably identified 
f anions f flpif.s 
statesman, his name is 
with whatever of glory or greatness has marked 
the history ot Great Britain for the last fifty 
years. Although he set ou foot several wars, he 
was essentially a promoter of peace, and in his 
foreign relation: generally {tcraued a tempor¬ 
izing policy. Ostensibly in favor of constitu¬ 
tional government, he satisfied his conscience 
by redundant expressions of sympathy for the 
oppressed and struggling nationalities cf his 
day, granting material aid to none; while on the 
other hand be covertly favored the monarchical 
schemes ot the third Napoleon. Abandoning 
the Tory party on account of a distaste for its 
foreign policy, he joined the Whigs, but never 
was imbued with a thoroughly liberal spirit. 
Undoubtedly the greatest blander of his admin¬ 
istration was granting belligerent rights to onr 
lately rebellious States, thus giving factitious 
strength to an uuholy cause, and protracting a 
sanguinary straggle. 
As a parliamentary leader, Lord Palmerston 
was unrivaled; as a diplomatist he was acute, 
sagacious, and not over-scrupulous, and his 
oratorical powers had so wide a range that he 
was as effective a speaker on the hustings as ou 
the floor of the House of Commons.- 8eldom 
eloquent, his speeches were characterized by a 
sarcasm. 
playful but effective 
In his private relations the late Premier was 
said to have been extremely cordial and agreea¬ 
ble. He was a warm friend, a generous enemy, 
and distinguished both for the suavity and tho 
dignity of hi3 manners. He was fortunate in 
preserving, almost up to the very day of Lis 
death, the most remarkable physical vigor, 
which was due mainly to judicious exercise and 
temperate habits. He was precise and elegant in 
his personal appointments, and in appearance was 
quite the gay and d<> naaire old gentleman 
■with a sprig in his mouth, that " Punch" for so 
many yeans delighted to depict, lie died leaving 
no son, and his title expired with him. 
In closing this article, we canuot help remark¬ 
ing that we have been particularly struck by the 
manly generosity and forbearance displayed by 
the American press generally, in its uotices of 
tho decease, and its comments upon the life and 
public services of this great statesman. Al¬ 
though his entire ministerial coarse was charac¬ 
terized by an evident dislike for onr institutions 
and a spirit of unfairness toward our Govern¬ 
ment, his career has been as impartially dis¬ 
cussed here as elsewhere; and indeed whatever 
may have been his errors and mistakes, no one 
anywhere has had tho temerity to deny that dar¬ 
ing his long and arduous public life ho seemed 
to be actuated by a desire to promote what he 
thought to be the glory aud welfare of Great 
Britain. That feeling of dissatisfaction with his 
policy toward our Government, which has 
ou the Reform Bill, lie has the credit of having 
formed two notable coalitions between the Eu¬ 
ropean powers; the first between England, 
Franco, Spain and Portugal, for upholding con¬ 
stitutional government in tho two latter coun¬ 
tries, and tho second the memorable alliance 
which resulted In the Crimean war. He took 
part with tho opposition of the second Peel ad¬ 
ministration, in the settlement of the boundary 
line between Maine and New Brunswick, in 
which he stigmatized the celebrated Ashburton 
Treaty as tho “ Ashburton Capitulation.” Dis¬ 
missed from office in 1851 for refusing to submit 
his despatches to English ministers at foreign 
the passengers were injured. A lady flurried -•—*-—- 
past me to look alter her.two boys who were in A traveler announces as a fact (and though 
another ear, and knocked my dolly ou the floor. | he is a traveler wc believe- him.' that he once in 
Some rough - looking men with heavy boots his life beheld people “ minding their own basi- 
ru&hed along, and trampled tier underfoot be- ness!" The remarkable occurrence happened 
fore I had time to pick her up. She was all at sea; the passengers were too sick to attend 
broken to pieces, and her clothes were torn and to each other’s concerns. 
soiled. Her poor face was crushed, and it made 1 --- 
me cry to look at her. A man told me I was u tue best child’s pateu published in this 
‘foolish to cry for a doll,’ and said I ‘ought to great country of ours is Thi Little Corporal^ by 
be thankful I was not hurt/ We soou got out Alfred L. Sewell, at Chicago, Ill., price one dol- 
of the cars, and were told to walk half a mile to ] ar a year." — PUtsbttrj Advocate. i 
Herodotus puts a sentiment into the mouth 
Of a Persian soldier which must find an echo in 
many breasts—namely, that nothing is so annoy 
lng as to feel one’s self full of wisdom, and to find 
no one who will listeu. 
