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IN MEMOKIAM. 
“ I took only one rose-bud /row UU coffin." 
BY CLIO STANLEY. 
Do the years lighten loss! They wane npaoc, 
And slowly, day by day, the time creeps ou ; 
But never ’raid the goldeno' t of the days 
Can we forget, the happy days long gone ! 
How soft the wind that, blew ray tresses brown, 
They mingled then with lochs of sunnier hue. 
How dear the light that, greeted then ray eyes; 
Those eyes which looked in eyes of tender blue* 
How sweet and clear the birds sang in the trees 1 
They scented to steal their music from my heart. 
While in the blossoming of summer (lowers 
1 seemed, in those glad days, to share a purt! 
But now a withered rose-bud wakes a sigh, 
1 lift it gently to iny throbbing brow ; 
But, alt, the soft brown hair IS turned to gray. 
Them is no beauty in the contact now i 
Those i'ock8, so often mingled with my own, 
Are laid away to lonely, still repose; 
The summer wind stirs o’er I he. moss-grown grave, 
Yet never brings the same breath when it blows '. 
Ah, no t the years can never lighten loss! 
And tho’ I woo the sunshine, broadly rolled 
Thro’ meadows green, and down the valleys wide, 
Aral watch it fade behind the hills Of gold ; 
Yet four-score years have dimmed my early sight, 
The fair daylight with joy I no more see; 
The years creep on, the bird-songs fainter grow ; 
Beyond the hills of gold lie waits for me! 
EVERY-DAY LIFE. 
BY LEAD PENCIL, ESQ. 
“ Lifting the clouds." 
Siicli was the reply Amos McKeag made 
stocking therewith of the city populations. 
Every thoughtful man sees this and de¬ 
plores if. 
This is not so in England. There, the 
ambition of thriving men is to get out. of tho 
city into the country ; here, the ambition of 
thriving men is to get out ol country into 
city. Why this difference. V I am convinced 
that till! great, reason is that, in England all 
pains are taken to make the country beaut i 
ful; here, it often seems as if all pains were 
taken to make the country hideous. 
But you may preach on the duty of citizens 
to live in the country, you may picture the 
farmers’ independence and security until the 
crack of doom, and you will make no head 
against the evil so long as country houses 
and country life are allowed to remain taste¬ 
less and repulsive. 
To this end, yoursurest way is to cultivate 
in every young scientific farmer, that love 
for the true, the beautiful, the good, which 
God has given him. Cultivate his feeling for 
Art, and especially Architecture, anti lm will 
work «n your rural landscape to make it 
attractive; cultivate his feeling for manly 
literature, and he will work on rural society 
to make it attractive. Give tho young farmer 
such general resources in himself that he will 
not be obliged to seek city amusements to 
satisfy his mental and esthetic cravings. 
To do this, cipiip your institutions where 
Agriculture is studied, with means and with 
men to give the student, a well-rounded 
general education, suited to the needs of this 
land and time, as well as that sharp special 
education suited to bis profession. Make 
your student a master-farmer, or master- 
jltobcs a nh iitamms. 
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EMBROIDERY DESIGNS: 
Natural Forms lor. Ornauieutatiou. 
BY MINTWOOD. 
We look at a picture, and are pleased or 
displeased with it, according to its likeness 
to nature or to something that has actually 
been or occurred, in the entile comprehen¬ 
siveness of God’s creation that draws lite 
from tlm earth, one revels in a marvelous 
kingdom of beauty and grace. If people al¬ 
ways copied from nature, and never from, 
antique models, preferring the forms of Hie 
Creator to those of the created, we should 
have no architecture that, we call Doric, 
Ionic, or Corinthian. All countries might 
then have a purely national architecture. 
Instead of pillars and posts, in grooves or 
angles, the stately Indian corn would be the 
model for the support in ours. Painted or 
stained windows, in checks and diamonds, 
would not. he known, hut the frosting that 
the fingers of a wintry morning trace with 
such delicate touch, or the splash of splendid 
color the ripened juices of the year give to 
the trees, would soften the light for our 
vision. A gathered sheaf of wheat, which 
the sculptor lets shaped in marble, tells all 
the story at an old man’s grave. It is a 
pleasant fancy to dream of the sometime, 
when everything that comes from human 
hands, will he as pleasant, to look at as a 
May-morning landscape. 
The woman-side of the world is becoming 
of botany, which is a science everybody 
should study. Aside from its being a most 
delightful study in itself, it, is the key to a 
marvelous world of infinite and ever varying 
delight; it keeps you from going through 
life with your eyes blinded; it tends to make 
you gentle, large-hearted, and thankful. 
These forms will, or ought, to, stimulate 
your pencil for drawing. Drawing culti¬ 
vates yottr eye us nothing else will. It edu¬ 
cates your hand. It civilizes you generally. 
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IN THE OLD CHURCH. 
In this old pew, as when u child. 
Comes back tho childish (Iroaiu. 
Aral yonder meadows. widened sweet, 
A hunt of HculuU strain. 
The wind crimps o’or thorn, and tboir breath 
Of rriipraiiee Bkywnrd rollon. 
Still brings to inlral tho frankincense, 
Tho myrrh and shrines of old. 
Up in the gnllory tlioy sting; 
Stilt, blending with their air, 
Tim solemn whispers of tho trees 
Blso like a chanted prayer. 
As then, my soul Is filled and thrilled 
With holy uwo, the while 
The organ’s deep, vibrating tones 
Tremble along the aisle. 
But. while f hero, with closed eyes, 
Muse in the ahimbToiis air. 
The psalm Is snug, tho umn or Odd 
Devoutly kneels in prayer. 
His words are low,anti peril toot, - 
The pleading of tho heart. 
That. In the kingdom of our Loud 
YY o all may have a part’ 
That Faith,— the strong and beautiful, 
On heavenly mission bound,— 
Kernovu the mountains and the clouds, 
The doubts that hedge ua round ; 
And calm, heitlgnant Charity, 
Without winch Faith were naught. 
Dwell in our lives, and cousctiruto 
The work within us wrought. 
My oyoa are tilled, n’erruti, and swift 
The tides of feeling How; 
These are the links to former years, 
Alid l this tribute owe. F. 
tome to-day as 1 asked, “What have you mC cimuic; but make him also a master-mail, « 1C |, Hn important element, in society—that 
• ■» • . I P ClM A___ ! . . 
been doing with yourself?” Amos is a man 
of tlm world, has o competence, likes ease, 
esthetic pleasures, hut,, without, any excuse 
for care, is not happy. I lis resources for en¬ 
joyment are not within himself, lienee, he 
has “ the blues." 
“ How lifting tbe clouds?" 1 asked. 
SCULPTORS OF OUR OWN FACES. 
The human face is a sublime, a beautiful, 
a mysterious revelat ion. The life experience 
traces itself upon the living clay, and for a 
brief moment the soul looks through a splen- 
“ Queer, isn’t it? But, the first real, solid, did musk of time, transfigured or disfigured 
compensating enjoyment 1 have bad in six by bodily habits, vices or passions. 
mouths came to me to-day, and i:i this wise: 
You know old SeuAui k- wlmt a selfish old 
brute lie is, or is supposed to be. I met him 
in the street, and, said he, * Here, you good- 
for-nothing, take this basket, and go up to 
-street,, No, 85,and leave it. with Mr.-. 
You’ve nothing else to do; 1 have;’ and he 
thrust the basket into my lmnd, and I took 
it, unconsciously, actually stupefied at bis 
impudence.” 
“ Well?” 
“ Well, sir, I was on the point of setting 
the basket, down in the street; but on look¬ 
ing around, Sprague bad turned the corner, 
so 1 thought. I would see Urn thing out. Do 
It is a great misfortune to be pro-occupied 
with vulgar or trivial things; they cannot 
make the heroic face. The reason that poets 
have such beautiful faces, in spite of nabits 
like Burns’ and Poe’s, is that they contemplate 
beautiful tilings and think grand and gene- 
runs thoughts. All the great painters have 
been handsome and remarkable-looking men. 
Titian, and Raphael, and Rubens, and Van¬ 
dyke, readily illustrate my statement. Tin- 
toret had a solemn and grand face; Dc Vinci, 
a noble and beautiful face; Rembrandt, a 
sagacious, honest, profound face. 
Our fine sculptors, Brown, Ward, Paltrier 
is being Tccorjniscd as a power, and treated 
as such, that it behooves the girls to act their for embroidery in silk or worsted. 
part faithfully and well, and reformation in 
so small a thing as ornamentation and cm- FASHION CHIT-CHAT, 
broidery is not so insignificant as to bo un- BY Kentwood. 
worthy the effort of a woman who would 
indeed do something to exalt tho “ honor of “ j would l were a hoy again”— and had 
her country.” a kite to fly, just like the boy seen from our 
For pleasing effect from straight lines and window, and just such lolling, lazy spring 
angles, there is none, perhaps, more popular days in which to watch it soar. Il, is made 
and reliable than tho to represent ft butterfly, with wings and tail, 
a ■■■■■ ■■ ur i or body reaching out. It is painted like a 
u-a I <3 y 9 r~o 9 I m butterfly and looks like one, the wings 
| I U I I U 11 “ giving to the air, as it rises. 
Banana BiiumJ Ij-rawsd IwuwS The' WOlliail ill tllO Opposite YVltldoW IS 
Grecian design. preparing her baby for a ride. The baby’s 
As a pattern for applying braid, ribbon, solid bonnet is a hat made of India twill, all hough 
trimming, or in head work, it. is easily traced marscilles or piquft (pronounced pc-kay,) or 
and has a stylish appearance,. It may he ordinary while drilling would do. The rim, 
enlarged to any size to suit, the proportions nrown and top of crown, are made and 
of the garment or article on which it, is to finished separately, so as to be taken apart 
he applied. But, to return to our first, prin- when done up. Shirs arc run ill tho short 
tuples, we give a design from natural forms, W!l y 0 f the rim, same, way in the crown, anil 
to which I lie artist has added an imaginative straight across in the top piece, Wicking or 
Make a sketch of anything and it will ever ' p " e ..r roci»n« flow: 
jr, These hit tlm links la former yours, 
after possess a now interest. »tm tread on a And i tins trmuto owo. v. 
thousand forms of vegetation every day. - 
Can you make a drawing of one? The fine A CHEERFUL RELIGION, 
drawing of a Rhododendron in the Rural of 
April I7lh, would be a magnificent design \ was at the window the other morning, 
for a comer, center, or any solitary design looking at the dear sapphire of the sky, atl- 
so 1 thought I would see the thing out. Do and Thompson, have something Continental t0 || U! ar tist has addc 
you know, I felt light hearted the moment I about their faces, and do not, look narrow, edge, although that has the 
started with the basket. It teas something to but as if illuminated by a ray of the ideal, leaf forms. 
do; and although it was a heavy package it The finest faces in Europe were the faces of ^ 
grew lighter, or I grew stronger, every step Shakspeare, Moliere and Goethe, Their 
of the way. I reached the number, knocked, faces prove to us that just in the measure $ 
went in, found Mr. -sick, discouraged, that we escape sordid thoughts and material (s 
despairing, with a pretty family about him, cares, and occupy our minds with the beauty G y VJ 
wearing the shadows on their faces which of nature, the wit of men, the poetry of life, /fib g 5 
his despondency east. He was surprised, we set to work a skillful sculptor, who day ? rlV - 
1 explained. ‘ Bless Mr. Stbague,’ said lie, by day models with an imperceptible and ^ /f| VV 0 ; 
as tbe contents of the basket were disclosed.” sure band the heavy, expressionless clay; > 
v What, was in the basket?” and in time the rude features become almost 
“No mailer. Something to make a poor grand with goodness like Lincoln's, beautiful blackberry 
Sick man rejoice. And I could have hugged with tranquillity like Washington’s, or Titan- Fol , delicate ncedl 
the old bear. too. for the gladness t caught ic like Webster's.— Selected. wUito thi ' t y„., lvJ „ mnot 
GRECIAN DESIGN. 
outline of some 
do; and although it was a heavy package it 
grew lighter, or I grew stronger, every step 
of the way. 1 reached the number, knocked, 
went in, found Mr. -sick, discouraged, 
despairing, with a pretty family about him, 
wearing the shadows on their faces which 
his despondency east. He was surprised, 
1 explained. ‘ Bless Mr. SrnAOUE,’ said he, 
as the contents of the basket were disclosed. 1 ’ 
“ What was in the basket?” 
“No matter. Something to make a poor 
sick man rejoice. And I could have hugged 
the old bear, too, for the gladness I caught 
from the joy and gratitude of those he 
helped.” 
“ Is that all ?” 
“ No, sir 1 I took passage for Heaven— 
first class cabin too !” 
I stared at him. 
“Yes sir, you may look amazed if you 
choose, but there are to lie no more blue days 
for me. 1 can now understand why God is 
Love—never could before—why Christ was 
a man and yet Divine ; why Heaven is not a 
place of shrouds and tombstones, and why a 
conscientious ‘sinner against Pharisaical 
orthodoxy’ may revel in a glimmer of sun¬ 
shine his life long.” 
“ And so the clouds have tiffed ?” 
“ Why, Pencil, there is the purest blue 
above me, llie greenest grass beneath my 
feet, and the fragrance of spring violets in 
the air for me all the lime—even here on 
these stony streets. Just a few simple ques¬ 
tions to poor Mr.-, at No. Ho, set the 
gates of glory ajar, and 1 walked in deter¬ 
mined to stay there, if good purpose, backed 
up by works, could do it. Bless old Sprague ! 
I tell you, you may fight for him without a 
scruple if you hear a word against him." 
That is what a good deed, of the com¬ 
monest kind, unostentatiously performed, 
but always con m/tore, will do for every man 
and woman on the footstool. It is the Yvay 
to make a heaven on earth. It is the way to 
beget an inner life whose compensations can¬ 
not be vocalized. 
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LEAVING THE FARM. 
President White, ot Cornell University, 
thus discourses upon a subject of much 
interest to all ruralists: 
A great evil to bo met is the constant 
so* a 
BLACKBERRY. 
For fine, delicate needlework in pure 
white, this forms a most graceful design. 
cord is run in each shir (the cloth is double,) 
to help h keep ils shape. Tho baby can tic 
down in il, it shades the eyes, and can be 
washed. 
White pique suits for children are trim¬ 
med with bins folds of tho same, Yvith a 
bright colored braid, as scarlet, or even black, 
Lying out an eighth of tm inch on each side 
of the fold and stitched down with it. Sacque 
and sash trimmed in same way. Skeleton 
over dresses or paletots for little girls and 
misses, in silk, poplin or muslin, am without 
sleeves or side pieces, and some are cut, 
square neck in the front and hack. 
English poplin thirty-two inches wide and 
SANDWICHES. 
A sanctified heart is better than a silver 
tongue. 
The gayest amilers are often the saddest 
weepers. 
Garments of beauty may cover, but they 
can never impart worth to abandoned 
character. 
If you will have a constant, vigorous 
health, a perpetual spring of youth, use 
temperance. 
Have not to do with any man in his 
passion; for men are not like iron, to be 
wrought upon when hot. 
Young ladies may he said to be very 
economical when they resort to tiglit-lacing 
to proven t waist -fullnm. 
It is paradoxical, but nevertheless true, 
that when a shoemaker would make a boot 
tho first thing lie uses is the last. 
All mankind are happier for having been 
happy ; so that if you make them happy now, 
you make them happy twenty years hence by 
the memory of it. 
Christ’s strength is the strength of the 
Christian. If we would stand, Christ must 
bo our foundation; if we would bo safe, 
Christ must he our sanctuary. 
Have the courage to get out of bed imme¬ 
diately when you ask yourself the question 
as to whether you shall do so or not. The 
advantage must he in getting up. 
There is a time when thou mayest say 
nothing, and a time when thou mayest say 
something; but there will never be a time 
when thou shouldest say all things. 
Creditors are like corns ; they are always 
But, where embroidered in the colors natural sixty-five cents per yard, and which washes, 
to the leaves, and fruit, on a boy’s or girl’s bids fair to be a popular dress material. The 
jacket, stand cloth or ottoman cover, on 
cloth of scarlet or gray, is pretty enough for 
the most, fastidious. Moreover, this leads 
you to observe and study these things, which 
from your life-long intimacy with them may 
have failed to specially interest you. 
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For an initial letter for the corner of your 
own or “ somebody’s” handkerchief, we 
give two designs, which serve the treble pur¬ 
pose of use, ornament and memory of 
delicious fruits. For a gentleman’s hand¬ 
kerchief nothing «an bo in better taste than 
his initials wrought in such becoming 
drapery. 
And so through the whole alphabet, you 
trimming should be plain, unless one has the 
time and pat icnce to plait up flounces and the 
like after each washing. Scalloped or Van¬ 
dyke square edges, bound With silk or al¬ 
paca, iron well. A Vandyke square is the 
edge cut up two inches every two inches in 
length, or like proportions. Alpaca braid is 
used for binding, but is liable to shrink. In¬ 
stead of binding rutiles for any summer 
dresses of serge or poplin, turn down the 
edge a quarter of an inch and stitch it. on a 
narrow worsted braid (shrink it) of a darker 
color; all edges can he so finished. It is 
neat and stylish, and little work with a m:i J 
chine. 
Veils are worn in t lie old-fashioned way; 
a string run in one end and tied straight 
round the hat. And this reminds us that 
young women who look better in hats than 
bonnets wear the former on all occasions, and 
they are just as suitable for church as bonnets. 
Answers id Cor respondent*. 
Emma, Spill vi lie, Iowa—A paragraph ou riding 
habits was Riven two weeks ago. Cut your green 
miring the scat'let tassels of the maples, the 
brown flowers of the elm, and the faint green 
that, was spreading along the wayside, and 
watching a little blue bird that perched him¬ 
self upon llie lilac and sang. To me, there is 
something precious lnyond expression in 
the early days of spring, in the first blossoms 
and first notes of our birds. The eart h seems 
very lovely to me and God very good. 
Perhaps I rhapsodized a little,—1 think 1 
maybe pardoned for it, however,--fora friend 
standing by, broke in upon my remarks 
with,— 
“ How can you talk so!—how can you 
take such a keen delight In these things! 
Think of the sorrow, and .suffering, and deg¬ 
radation in the world, how sin-cursed it is, 
and it seems to me you Will weep instead of 
rejoicing.” 
“But,” said 1, “ l get great comfort and 
slreiiglli from tho pleasant things of this 
world. In the. study and admiration of even 
the lowest natural object, I am led to a 
deeper reverence, a greater love, for ils Cre¬ 
ator. Christ talked oflilies, and vines, and 
fig trees, and even the humble grass. Surely 
these things are not. made so beautiful with¬ 
out a cause; and I think they are meant to 
delight mid comfort our very hearts." 
“ They fade and perish with the using,” 
she replied; “we must turn away from such 
delusions and look beyond—We must look 
beyond,” 
Part, of a sermon I had heard last autumn 
came fresh to my remembrance; 
“ Christ ians, more than other persons, 
should be. cheerful; they have no right to go 
mourning through the world as if religion 
were u doleful thing, and every Christian 
must necessarily be miserable. Why should 
we bo anxious and troubled when the Father 
has promised unto us ‘ all things?’ At this 
delightful season of the year we should enjoy 
freely the grape from the laden vine, apples 
i from the fruited boughs, and golden corn 
from the fields, no less than we should be 
; refreshed with the wine of divine mercy and 
. the apples of spiritual wisdom. We should 
• never cease to mourn our departures from 
» the right, yet over all our lives there should 
t shine, even as this autumn sunlight, the 
r cheering consciousness that wo are His be- 
i loved children. The world is ours with all its 
> good things, which we sin if we use not for 
our comfort and delight on the way. Let us 
j commend religion by our happy faces, not 
t by floods of tears.” La Feuille. 
THE WAY TO THE CROWN. 
We must taste the gall, if we are to taste 
the glory. If justified by faith, we must 
suffer tribulations. When God saves a soul 
lie tries it. Some believers are much surpris- 
Empress doth like any gored skirt—longer, of cd when, they are called to suffer, they 
course —short basque waist, two points in front, thought they would do some great thing for 
short on taps, and longer point behind, the q 0( i . | m t ;i || | u . permits them to do is to 
tlimat may be open like* a Jacket, to admit ol a . . , , . 
chemisette, or only trimmed to simulate rr,mrt>. sutler lor lus sake. Go round to every one m 
Coat sleeves with cuffs. The back of cuffs and glory; each has a different story to tell, yet 
edgeof basque may he scalloped if ornamenta- every one a tale of sufferings. Gut mark, all 
A great evil to be met is the constant reminding one where the shoe pinches. The And so through the whole alphabet, you 
depletion of the farming districts of the only way to get rid of them is to cut them, can weave something synonymous from na- 
greater part of tho best men, and llie over- and that won’t prevent them coming again, ture about each letter. Such work tlavors 
tion is desired. Trim with darker preen or 
black, Satin piping is used. Steel or gilt but¬ 
tons will do—satin ones with loops, more fash¬ 
ionable. Round, high turbans in straw, with 
wreath of ostrich tufts and aigrette hi front, ait) 
much worn. But one follows her own limey 
and convenience In urn tier of huts and veils. A 
scarf veil gives « pleasing dash, mid n strip of 
lace over tho face is an agreeable protection. 
Gauntlet buckskin piovesure work, t'ost, i'l■■■'<■ 
and upwards. A green scarf veil with a half 
high beaver would suit you if you have a round, 
fresh face; a lower hat if your face is delicate, 
Thanks lor your good opinion. 
were brought out of them. I t was a dark 
cloud, but it. passed away. The water was 
deep, but they reached the other side. Not 
one blames God for the xvay lie led them 
thither. “Salvation!” is their only cry. 
Child of God, murmur not at your lot 
You must have a palm as well as a white 
robe. Learn to glory in tribulations also. 
— 31. Cheyuc. 
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Remember the Sabbath-day—keep it holy. 
