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Written for Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
TALKS WITH YOTJNG MEN.—NO. I, 
Boys, let us be men. Let us be honeat, earnest, 
working men, and wo shall be noble men. Noble¬ 
ness and greatness are not one, and rarely do we find 
them living in peace with each other. We may 
never be what the world calls great,—but we can be 
noble men, and our nobleness can commence this 
very hour and just where we arc. A young man’s 
first and truest act of nobility is to love, honor and 
protect his parents. When he becomes too proud 
to be seen walking as the staff of a tottering, help¬ 
less father, or to stand by the bedside of her who is 
waiting a moment this side the river to catch one 
more gaze, through the fading shadow of thB past, 
of her little boy lost In manhood, he is surely fast 
going down the emineuce of manliness. 
When we launch our ships ou the morning waves 
of the great Sea of Life, let us guide them by the 
light of home, with the helm of the cradle-words of 
our mother. Not until we have left home and are 
wanderers in the curious strangeness of a strange 
land, unnoticed, unheeded, lonely and weary, will 
we know, of a truth, what a mother is. Then we 
Never can 
Her wearied form 
Andes. There is sublimity in his kingly look, of 
. which the ocean might be proud. 
It looks lofty from the very first. Now aud then 
an expanse of thin, sky-like vapor would cut the 
mountain in twain, aud the dome, islanded in the 
deep blue of the upper regions, seemed to belong 
more to Heaven than to earth. We knew that 
Chimborazo was more than twice the altitude of 
Etna, We could almost see the great Humboldt 
struggliug up the mountain side till he looked like 
a black speck mo Ting over the mighty white, but 
giviug up in despair four thousand feet below the 
summit. We see the intrepid Bolivar mounting 
still higher ; but the hero of Spanish-American in¬ 
dependence returns a defeated man. Last of all 
comes the philosophic Boussiugault, and attains the 
prodigious elevation of 10,<300 feet — the highest 
point reached by mau without the aid of a balloon; 
but the dome remains unsullied by his foot. Yet 
none of these facts increase our admiration. The 
mountain has a tongue which speaks louder than 
all mathematical calculations. 
There must be something singulary sublime about 
Chimborazo, for the spectator at Riobamba is al¬ 
ready about nine thousand feet high, and the moun¬ 
tain is not so elevated above him as Mont Blanc 
above the vale of Chamouni, when in reality that 
culminating point of Europe would not reach up 
even to the snow-limit of Chimborazo by two thou¬ 
sand feet. It is only while sailing on the Pacific 
that one sees Chimborazo in its complete propor¬ 
tions. Its very magnitude diminishes the impres¬ 
sion of awe and wonder, for the Andes on which it 
rests are heaved to such a vast altitude above the 
sea that the relative elevation of its summit be¬ 
comes reduced by comparison with the surrounding 
mountains. Its altitude is 21,420 feet. One-fourth 
of this is perpetually covered with snow, so that its 
ancient name, Cbimpurazu—the mountain of snow 
—is very appropriate. 
Chimborazo web long supposed to be the tallest 
mountain on the globe; but its supremacy has been 
supplanted by Mt. Everest in Asia and Aconcagua in 
Chili. In mountain gloom and glory, however, it 
still stands unrivaled. The Alps have the avalanche 
— 11 the thunderbolt of snow,” aud the glaciers— 
those icy Niagaras, so beautiful and grand. Here 
they are wanting. The monarch of the Andes sits 
motionless in calm serenity aud unbroken silence. 
The silence is absolute and actually oppressive. 
The road from Guyaquil to Quito crosses Chimbo¬ 
razo at the elevation of fourteen thousand feet. 
Save the rush of the trade wind in the afternoon, as 
it sweeps over the Andes, not a sound is audible ; 
not the hum of an insect, nor the chirp of a bird, 
nor the roar of the puma, nor the music of running 
waters. Mid-ocean is never so silent. You can al¬ 
most hear the globe turning on its axis. There was 
a tune when the monarch deigned to speak, and 
spoke with a voice of thunder; for the lava on its 
sides is an evidence of volcanic activity. But ever 
forehead of the moon-god in their sacred city of Som- 
nanth, our author tells in a direct and appropriate style, 
which adds additional charms to the narrative. For sale 
by Dewey. 
a mother is, 
I feel that she is good, and we bless her. 
I repay my mother’s kindness, 
and her silvering braids shall be defended till that 
day cometh when He shall make up His jewels,— 
and then, I weeu, Heaven will know uo kinder, no 
purer, no brighter angel than she. When the ever- 
shining stars shall wane in the fading of my vision, 
and the noisy world grow still in my sleep of death, 
will I forget her; not til! then. 
Out- next duty we owe to our country. Ia pros¬ 
perity 6he looks with a mother's hope aud a moth¬ 
er’s care upon us, and in the night time of adversity 
she leans upon us as her staff. Her glory is our 
glory, and her shame is ours also. What we do for 
our country we do for God and generations to come. 
But, boys, would you live a peaceful, an honest, and 
a happy life, be not mere politicians. Stand by your 
principles, if you believe them to be just. When 
you barter them for place you sell all you are and 
all you hope to he. It is treason to self,—treason 
that all eternity cannot wipe out. Let your deeds 
do the talking; they are the no plus ultra of elo¬ 
quence. Wellington's speech of acts won Water¬ 
loo. He knew Butcher was coming, and, riding 
amid the ranks, commauded, “ Soldiers, listen! ” 
Snatching his sword from its scabbard he cut his 
belt and flung the empty sheath away; then, lifting 
his blade, he pointed it toward Heaven, clasped it 
to his heart, and shouted “ Forward 1” Napoleon’s 
“star” weutdown, and he mourned over lost Water¬ 
loo. Would you be ignorant, talk incessantly; 
would you get knowledge, listen. 
Never in the history of any country, in any age, 
has there been such a mighty work before youth as 
that before the American boys to-day; and I might 
say never were young men so ignorant of, and un¬ 
fitted for, their work. Each one wants the other to 
row the boat while he catches the fish. An d all be¬ 
lieve in lack; but I tell you, boys, pluck wins more 
battles than luck. Wishing is the easiest way in the 
world to get a poor living. Looking for the fortu¬ 
nate star to rise is like standing on the ocean’s 
strand, waiting and watching for wealth-laden ships 
to come over the sea that never “ put oat.” Wish¬ 
ing brings a small income, and the taxes on it are 
enormous. Don’t say the world owes you a living, 
until you have earned one. Idleness in boys and 
girls is any nation’s blackest curse. 
And there is just as great a work, and just as 
noble an one, for the young woman as for the young 
man. When the girls, in earnestness, cast aside the 
loose cloak of vain fickleness, and, donning the 
beautiful garments of laboring purity, come forth 
from the sickly chamber of the “ accomplished,” 
asking “ What shall we do ?" and bearing the motto 
“Woman’s ability shall see light,” then the boys 
will become more earnest, more temperate, more 
like men. But long ago I promised the girls at least 
one chat through the Rural ;—some time, not now. 
Then, boys, be not afraid or ashamed of labor. 
Hard hands, brown, strong arms and sun-burned 
faces, (like mine,) and healthy, manly forms, are 
honorable. Take “ Excelsior” for your motto, and 
if you are patient, in a few years you can surely 
write under it that other good word, “ Eureka.” 
The Co car and Camp op David. By Rev. P. C. Hf.ad- 
ley Author of " Women of the Bible," “Josephine,” 
Latayette,” etc. [ltimo.—pp. 368.] Boston 4 Henry 
Hoyt. 
In all the richness of green and gold binding, beautiful 
typography, heavy, tinted paper with broad margins, we 
have here the. most intensely interesting history of Old 
Testament times, narrated by a writer of fine ability, 
well versed in sacred and profane lore The story of 
David must ever remain a grand epic poem, whosoever 
may tell it, or howsoever it may be presented. But the 
Scripture narrative is often broken and disconnected, and 
another, with the continuity falthfaliy preserved, Is very 
desirable. The career of “the sweet Btuger of Israel” 
abounds in striking lessons, which cannot fail to interest 
and benefit ali who study them, particularly the young. 
The gentleman whose portrait we present above, 
enjoys the reputation in Scotland of being the 
original inventor of the reaping machine. The 
claim there is that Mr. Bell produced a machine iu 
1820-27, and that the earliest of American machines 
were only copies from his, a picture of which, in 
the Quarterly Journal of Agriculture iu the year 
1828, is said to have crossed the Atlantic. This 
machine was worked continuously up to last year, 
and is now preserved as a trophy. Feeling that Mr. 
Bell had labored and other men (shrewd Yankees, 
particularly,) had entered into his labors, certain 
Scottish Agricultural Societies took the matter iu 
hand, aud set about raising a testimonial of 111,000 
for the unfortunate inventor, which is now mainly 
subscribed. 
Mr. Bell was bora in 1800, and has been for many 
years minister of the parish of Carmylie, in Forfar¬ 
shire, Scotland, with a very meager living. He 
worked very secretly upon his machine, and made 
his first practical attempt with it one moonlight 
night, to avoid all observation. In consideration of 
his invention the degree of LL. D. has been confer¬ 
red upon him by the University of St. Andrews. 
The New Testament History. With an Introduction, 
connecting the History of the Old aud New Testa¬ 
ments. Edited by William Smith, LL. D., Classical 
Examiner in the University of London. With Maps 
and Wood Oat-, [l2mo.-pp. 780.] New York: Har¬ 
per & Brothers. 
The Harpers have here made another and very valua¬ 
ble addition to their series of Student’s Histories. It 
and the Old Testament History, now in press, will com¬ 
prise a full historical account of the Scriptures, compiled 
from the very best authorities known. The volume in 
hand consists of three parts, the first giving the connec¬ 
tion between Old and New Testament History, with the 
relations of the Holy Land to Persia, Egypt aud Syria, 
and sotting forth the main facts in the general history of 
the East during what is called the “Hellenistic” age; 
the second containing the Gospel History, and presenting 
a dear, harmonized narrative of the Saviour’s ministry, 
as related by the four Evangelists; and the third embrac¬ 
ing the Apostolic History, which is more complete than 
in any previous work. Appendixes to each part are 
given, and contain much interesting matter. For sale by 
Dewkt. 
believe that one or two daring cragsmen succeeded 
in getting very near the foot of it; but their view 
was greatly obstructed by a projecting rock. The 
ordinary tourist sees it from th»: edge of a great 
precipice, at a considerable heigh, above the top of 
the fall. Keeping a firm hold of the guide's hand— 
if you have sufficient nerve aud are not oppressed 
with giddiness—you can beud your body half over 
and look down into the awful k yss, filled with 
seething waters and blinding misC . A vision of a 
great white mass of foam falling, Canute after miu- 
ute, pausing as it were at intervals in mid-air, but 
still falling down, down far out of sight into the 
bowels of the earth, with a roar that seems to shake 
the rocks to their foundations, is iaught during the 
frenzied gaze, and photographed upon the memory 
forever. Woe betide the uuhappy tourist who is 
seized by nightmare the first time he goes to sleep 
after having stood on this giddy height.— Macmil¬ 
lan's Magazine, 
WHAT WE ARE COMING TO 
General H. Carver, “ the father of the Pacific 
Railroad,” as he offers to prove, writes to an Omaha 
paper of his future intentions -. 
I mean to go right on, propose aud establish, if I 
live, as nearly as possible, an air-line route betweeu 
the Atlantic and Pacific oceans (on the surfaces of 
which float nine tenths of all the commerce of the 
world) for a railroad, with a track eigijit or ten feet 
wide. The passenger cars on th is road will be trav¬ 
eling hotels, whereas Pullman’s cars are only sub¬ 
stitutes, and I first described them in my pamphlet 
written and published at Washington twenty-one 
years ago last January. These passenger cars will be 
large and splendid, accommodating from three to 
four and even five hundred passengers with all the 
comforts of any hotel of this or any other country. 
I will say to the public, call this Utopian, vain, 
visionary, if you please. My tirstplan of the present 
Pacific Railroad was called so and laughed at for five 
years after I had begun to recommend it, write 
articles for it, and in all ways to labor hard in its 
favor. Further, I mean, if alive when the road is 
completed aud all things iu order, to travel from the 
city of San Francisco to the city of New York inside 
of forty-eight hours. We have got a model car in 
New Jersey, built of cedar, with each wheel running 
by itself, like a wheelbarrow, and a small engine, 
about as large as a barrel, in the bow of the car, and 
have run it at the rate of over two miles a minute 
with perfect safety aud ease. 
Our Standard Bearer; Or, The Life of Gen. Ulysses 
8. Grant: His Youth, his Mauhood, his Campaigns, 
and his Eminent Services in the Reconstruction offthe 
Nation his Sword has Redeemed; As Seen and Related 
by Captain Bernard Oali.il as ken. Cosmopolitan, and 
written out by Oliver Optic. Illustrated by Thomas 
Nast. [Ibtno.—pp. 848,] Boston: Lee & Shepherd. 
Few writers of story books for the young are more 
widely known than Oliver Optic. In thie, his latest 
literary venture, he tries a new field of story telling, 
choosing for his subject a veritable personage whose life 
is certainly much be-written. Through the mythical 
Captain Galligaskbn, the writer declares he is an en¬ 
thusiast, and in respect to the man of whom he writes 
he surely proves the assertion true. Of the many biog¬ 
raphies of General Grant which have appeared, this is 
doubtless the most readable. It is eulogistic in the 
highest degree, aud will therefore be especially gratify¬ 
ing to partisans. Sold by Dahrow. 
WHAT A BLIND MAN MAY DO 
The biography of James Gale, inventor of the non¬ 
explosive gun powder process and other devices, 
which has just appeared iu England, shows that a 
blind mau may accomplish some apparently im¬ 
possible things, Mr. Gale, who is a blind mau, was 
not trained in the ordinary way, at a school especially 
for the blind, but by dictation of the knowledge to 
be imparted, and without berng made to feel all the 
time that he belonged to a separate class; and his 
biographer contends that there is no insuperable 
difficulty in a blind boy being educated in an ordinary 
school—that he can read, cipher and even write from 
dictation with his class. Of the many blind men 
who have distinguished themselves scarcely one is 
known to have been educated at an institution de¬ 
signed exclusively for the sightless, and not one in 
twenty of those so educated in Faris is able to earn 
a living. 
As the result of the independent mode of training, 
by which the students’ powers are greatly stimula¬ 
ted, Mr. Gale has ridden a horse race and won it. 
Returning once in a carriers’ van from Plymouth to 
Tavistock, when the driver lost his way through the 
darkness of the night, his acute sense of hearing en¬ 
abled him to detect the fact that they were on the 
wroDg road and to lead them into therightone. He 
has succeeded iu coucealiug his blindness so effectu- 
ally that he has actually acted as guide to more than 
one persou who happened to be unacquainted with 
the locality, and concealed the fact of hts blindness 
until the journey had been concluded. He has 
ridden a blind horse in perfect safety over several 
miles of ground, and he has even shot pigeons at a 
shooting match. He possesses remarkable shrewd¬ 
ness and energy in business matters, and is widely 
known in England as a very active philanthropist. 
He takes great interest in the poor, and founded the 
South Devon and Cornwall Institution fur the 
instruction and employment of the blind. 
In 18t34 he began to experiment with gunpowder, 
and the next year announced that this dangerous 
material when mixed with a fine powder made from 
glass, could be carried about like ordiuary merchaz 
dise and not explode. He showed this by a series of 
completely successful experiments. He has also in¬ 
vented an ammunition slide and a rudder bail 
cartridge, by which a very great rapidity in firing 
may be attained; a fog-shell, which, when thrown 
upon the upper deck of a ship, generates a vapor so 
impenetrable that the sailors and marines on board 
arc utterly unable to see any object not immediately 
close to them; and a balloon shell, whieb, when 
thrown from a bight, clears a space of a hundred 
feet from all except very ponderous objects. 
Alice ; Or, The Mysteries, A Sequel to Ernest Mal- 
travers. By Sir Edward Bulwer Lytton, Bart. Com¬ 
plete in one Volume. [Pimo.-pp, 218.] Philadelphia: 
J. B. Lippincott & Co. 
Though passing under a separate title, this is really 
Part Second of “Ernest Maltravers,” the two being 
united in the same plot, and forming a work which for 
harmony of conception and details is perhaps not equaled 
by any other from Bulwer’s pen. A peculiar feature in 
the conception is that Maltravers typifies Genius or 
Intellectual Ambition, while Alice typifies Nature, to 
which Genius devotes itself. In the working out of this 
philosophical design Genius becomes separated from Na¬ 
ture, by various infiuences, but is reunited to it again 
when the latter has become elevated and spirit ualized. 
The volume is one of the beautiful Globe Edition. Sold 
by Steele & Avery. 
Norway is famous for its waterfalls. “ The 
mountains,” to use the expressive language of a 
Belgian tourist whom I met at Utne, “ are peopled 
with them. They lend animation to every scene, 
and haug from every clifi the scarf of liquid dra¬ 
pery.” Hundreds of cascades unknown to fame, 
though far higher aud grander than the two cele¬ 
brated Staubbach, may be seen in the course of a 
single day's journey In the valleys of the interior. 
During a drive of teu miles through the wonderful 
sceuery of Romsdal, I counted no less than fifty 
waterfalls, moat of which were between l.uUO aud 
2,000 feet high, varying in size from a thin silver 
thread—scarcely distinguishable from the glittering 
mica rock, but for the brighter sparkle of the sun 
upon it —to a magnificent, full-bodied torrent, 
wreathed with rainbows, pouring its white fury far 
down Into some unexplored abyss, with a noise like 
thunder. And who that has once seen can ever 
forget the sublimity of the waterfalls of the Naero- 
del, a narrow gorge at the head of the Sogno Fjord, 
shut in by perpendicular precipices from 2,000 to 
5,000 feet high. Every ten yards or so, some tor¬ 
rent from the wide snow fields above hurls itself 
down; and the white gleam of its foaming waters 
has a peculiarly wild, unearthly look when seen at 
evening, as I chanced to see it, amid the gloomy 
shadows of this tremendous defile. 
Of the waterfalls of Norway the most numerous 
as well as the finest are to be seen in the Uardanger 
district. In this region are the Kembiedals-fos and 
the 8kyttic-fos, both very magnificent falls, though 
situated in remote, out-of-the-way glens, and there¬ 
fore visited by few travelers. Here, too, is the 
better known Ostend-fos, formed by an enormous 
body falling down perpendicularly for nearly 700 
feet into the depths of the Steindal valley,—not far 
from the station-house of Vikor. But by far the 
most celebrated of the waterfalls of the Hatdauger 
is the Voring-fos, said Indeed to be the grandest 
cataract in Europe, aud the lion of Norway. Its 
height is upwards of 000 feet, and .its volume of 
water fully larger than that of the Handek iu Swit¬ 
zerland. A 1 renchman on one occasion was so ex¬ 
cited at the thought of visiting it, that eveu when 
his steamer entered the Hardanger Fjord, nearly a 
hundred miles distant, he broke out iu a transport 
of enthusiasm:—“ I am coming near it; I am com¬ 
ing near it; for thirty years I have dreamed of Vor¬ 
ing-fos.” The spectacle is indeed grand beyond 
description; but it labors under the great disad¬ 
vantage that it cannot be seen from below. I be- 
“ Children, I want each of you to bring a new 
scholar to school with you next Sunday,” said the 
Superintendent of a Sunday School to his scholars. 
“ I can't get any new scholars,” said several of the 
children to themselves. 
“Hi try what I can do,” was the whispered re¬ 
sponse of a few others. 
One of the latter went home and said, “ Father, 
will you go to the Sunday School with me?" 
“ I can’t read, my son,” replied the father, with a 
look of shame. 
“Our teachers will teach you, dear father,” an¬ 
swered the boy, with respect and feeling in his tones. 
“ Well, I’ll go,” said the father. 
He went, learned to read, sought and found the 
Saviour, and at length became a colporteur. Years 
passed on, aud that man established four hundred 
Sunday Schools, into which thirty-Jive thousand 
children were gathered! 
Thus you see what trying did. That boy’s effort 
was like a tiny rill, which soon swells into a brook 
and at length becomes a river. His efforts, by God’s 
grace, saved his father, and his father, being saved, 
led thirty-five thousand children to the Sunday 
School 1 — lieu, P. Ji, Power, 
Dr. Franklin remarks that a man as often gets 
two dollars for the one he spends in informing his 
mind, as he does for a dollar he lays out in any 
other way. A man eats a pound of sugar and it is 
gone, aud the pleasure he has enjoyed is ended, bat 
the information he gets from a newspaper is treas¬ 
ured up to be enjoyed anew, aud to be used when¬ 
ever occasion or inclination call for it. A newspaper 
is not the wisdom of one man or two men; it is the 
wisdom of the age, and of past ages too. A family 
without a newspaper Is always a year behind the 
times in general information; besides they can 
never think much nor find much to talk about. 
And then there are the little ones growing up with¬ 
out any taste for reading. Who, then, would be 
without a newspaper—and who would read one reg¬ 
ularly without paying for it ? 
Notes, Critical, Explanatory and Practical, on the 
Book op Psalms. By Albert Barnes, Author of 
“Notes on the New Testament,” “Lectures on the 
Evidences of Christianity.” etc., etc. In three Vol¬ 
umes. Vol. I. [ 8 v 0 .— pp. 374 ] New York; Harper A; 
Brothers. 
Barnes’ Commentaries are so well known, aud their 
peculiar excellencies so universally acknowledged, that 
we need only call attention to the latest addition thereto. 
The author announces this work to be the last he shall 
undertake. Falling sight, and the natural effects of age, 
will prevent further labors of the kind. Upon this he 
has been engaged for twelve years, giving to it the early 
morning hours, when free from pastoral duties. The 
present volume contains the firr-t forty-one Psalms, and 
the accompanying notes are very hill. Sold by Dewey. 
Suicides in Paris. —Paris has two suicides a day, 
or seven hundred and thirty a year. The favorite 
month for shuffling off'this mortal coil is in April, 
but November is avoided by suicides. Ten Limes 
more meu than women commit suicide, a fact which 
indicates that the stronger sex has less fortitude for 
enduringthe ills of life than the feebler. Half of the 
suicides are unmarried men; only 7!i married men 
and 2'3 widowers having murdered themselves. Of 
single women there were but 3!) — 39 women against 
418 men — and of married women 38. The number 
of suicides equals the number of deaths by accident. 
Life and Public Services of General Ulysses 8. 
Grant, Prom his Boyhood to the Present Time. Aud 
a Biographical Sketch of Hon. Schuyler Colfax. Bv 
Charles A. Phelps, Late Speaker of the Mass. House 
of Representatives, and President of the Mass. Senate, 
Embellished with Two Steel Portraits, and Four Illus¬ 
trations from Designs byH.cMMATT Billings, [ltimo 
—pp. 344.] Boston: Lee & Shepherd. 
Though evidently a campaign document, this is writ¬ 
ten with apparent candor and impartiality, and has the 
merit of being comprehensive yet succinct. It is, on 
this account, more justly called the People’s Edition than 
any other which we have seen. Gen. Grant's course in 
the war is graphically sketched. The biography ol 
■Speaker Colfax is very brief. For sale by S. A. Ellis 
& Co., successor to Adams & Ellis. 
When Daniel Webster was a little fellow at school, 
the master, one Saturday, held up a new jack-knife, 
and told the scholars that the hoy who would com¬ 
mit to memory the greatest number of verses from 
the Bible, and recite them on Monday morning, 
should have that knife. Many of the hoys did well, 
but when It came Daniel's turn he recited sixty or 
seventy verses, and said he had several chapters 
more. The master gave it up. Daniel got the knife. 
When he entered school he was behind the other 
boys in his class; all was new and strange, and he 
was much depressed. “New boys” often feel the 
same difficulties. But his teacher encouraged him 
gently, urged him to think of nothing but his books, 
and soon all would come out right. Before long he 
was promoted, and at the close of the second quar¬ 
ter he was thus addressed: — “ Get your cap and 
books 1” He did this with some surprise, and the 
tutor continued, “Now report yourself to the 
teacher of the first class, and you, young gentle¬ 
men, will take an affectionate leave of your class¬ 
mate, for yon will never see him again.”—Sunday 
School Advocate, 
Targets and Marksmen.— It has been found, 
while firing at the running-man target at Wimbledon, 
which is scarlet on one side and gray on the other, 
that the scarlet dazzles the eye, and is hence the 
must difficult to hit, from leaving a red streak be¬ 
hind it, in its advance, which unsettles the aim. 
The gray side was struck times, and the red only 
42 times. It is a curious fact, too, it seems, that 
tiiose with grey eyes hit fairer than those with red. 
Cafe Cod and All Along Shore : Stories. By Charles 
Nordhoff. [ltimo.—pp. 233,] New York:'Harper & 
Brothers. 
These seven stories are very good of their kind,— 
lively, gossipy in style, with a sprinkling of dry humor 
thrown in Six of them were originally printed In Har¬ 
per’s Magazine, and the other in the Atlantic, They pre¬ 
sent, at times, too much flippancy of expression, which 
occasionally borders on irreverence toward serious things. 
The writer seems to be thoroughly conversant with the 
manners and customs of Cape Cod fishermen, and per¬ 
fectly at home “ along shore." For sale by Dewey. 
Summer Drinks.—T he best summer beverage is 
cold water, ice-cold if you will; but by all means 
grasp the glass by the baud, take a swallow at a 
time, remove the glass from the lips for a few 
seconds, then take another swallow; in this way it 
will be found that the thirst will be thoroughly 
satiated before half the water has been taken ; where¬ 
as, if it had been swallowed continuously, the whole 
contents would not have satisfied the thirst. 
It is not until we have passed through the fur¬ 
nace that we are made to know how much dross was 
in our composition. 
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