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thought that enlivened, if it did not kindle, 
all around it. 
If you want the real philosophy of it, I 
will give it to you. The chance t hought or 
expression struck the nervous center of con¬ 
sciousness as the rowel of a spur stings the 
flank of a racer. Away t hrough all the tel- 
the princess has not got the money, and 
therefore, of course, she cannot buy the 
box.” This being perceived, the next offer 
was to lay by the box till it could be pur¬ 
chased; and the answer was:—“Oh well, if 
you will be so good as to do that—” and the 
thing was done. On quarter-day, before 7 in 
Various topics 
Tiikhk worn two who stood on tlio lone sea-shore, 
As the tide began to flow • 
One traced his name on tins rook above. 
And one on the sand below. 
MINTWOOD’S CONVERSAZIONE 
Hats—Summer Styles. 
We illustrate herewith a number of dif¬ 
ferent styles of hats, simple enough in 
construction to be made at home. Fig. T. is 
a hat of gray straw, trimmed with a scarf 
of green silk and green and gray feathers, 
to match a costume of gray, with green silk 
piping. Fig. II. is much worn by little girls 
and misses. This is of brown and white 
straw, trimmed with brown ribbon and 
white roses. Fig. III. is a riding hat, with 
a long scarf of gauze—blue, violet, mauve, 
gray, green, or black. Fig. IV. is a girl’s 
travelling hat, of straw trimmed with silk 
or ribbon of the color of the dress. Figs. 
V. and VI., little girls’ ha.tr,of white straw, 
trimmed with blue and wmte stuped rib¬ 
bon and black velvet. 
One idly Khuiced at the rising wave, 
And the sunset skies aflame, 
And one spake low—" 1 will have a place 
On tho shinlnK roils of Fame ! ” 
Faster aud faster the tide came in, 
bike a livinK thing unchained, 
And tho name on the sand was washed away. 
Hut tho name on the rock remained. 
Years passed away ; and a KTUy-liHlred man 
fame hack to tho lone sea-shore. 
His place was brleht on the rolls of Fame, 
But the strength of youth was o'er. 
Ami when, to tho well-remembered place. 
At Inst, the wanderer came. 
Though marked with the wear of sen and storm, 
Tho rock still held Ills name. 
“ The name on the sand 1* gone,” he said 
“ And the name on the rock is dim. 
What matter my laurels, when at last 
1 sleep in the dust with him ? ” 
DOMESTIC LIFE IN SCOTLAND, 
A COUit espondext of the “ Scottish Amer¬ 
ican Journal,” writingof a visit to Scotland, 
says: 
Taking a general survey of the Old Land, 
socially, morally, and politically, tho one 
word which would seem most logically to 
cover the whole ground is, solidity. Every¬ 
thing is solid, from a sole of a shoo to the 
leg of a “ cutty-stool.” Things are made to 
last, and there is a reality and intensity 
about the whole country and its surround¬ 
ings which strikes an American ;lw remarka¬ 
ble and unfamiliar. Sil down, for example, 
at a Scotch dinner table. The plates are 
huge; the miiekle spunes would frighten 
the dainty month of a New York belle; the 
very table at which you sit aud the chair 
you sit upon, are solid as a rock. Mark tho 
broth; why, its very look is “stodgy.” 
Tho houses are substantial, and furnished 
more with an eye to comfort than to show. 
You find dining-rooms with crimson cur¬ 
tains, thick carpets, cosy sofas and the walls 
adorhed with pictures—1 speak now of hous¬ 
es of the middle classes—a large, perhaps 
elegant sideboard, suggestive of good wines 
and comfortable fare stands at one end of 
i lie apartment, while a hospitable looking 
Are burns brightly In the open grate. You 
do not dine in a cellar with four bare walls 
and a cheerless table. The Scotch people, 
in point of fact,do not cram all their glories 
into one gilded saloon; they disseminate 
them through the house, and they are to be 
found m the bedrooms, bathrooms, and 
plumbing arrangements, down to the mi¬ 
nutest particular. 
With regard to social happiness, it appears 
to me that the Scotch people are happier in 
their own country than they are abroad, for 
the reason that business aud pleasure are 
more equally divided, and polities do not 
permeate so completely 1 In' social system. 
Social pleasures there, are more in doors 
t han out. One old friend takes dinner with 
another old friend ; they speak of things, or 
people, aud of books; they crack jokes and 
tell stories. Dinner parties are much ill 
fashion in the larger cities, but in the heart 
of the country the old-fashioned tea-party 
still is held. There is comfort, in these. 
Scotch tea-parties, after all. Tho cosy room, 
the closed curtains, the open tire, the hissing 
urn, the pleasant interchange of thought, 
the music in the drawing room, the little 
supper afterwards, the tumbler of toddy, 
the jokes of the old folks, the flirtations of 
the young ones—in short, hospitality with 
comfort. I do uot call it comfort to go to a 
man's house and sit in aeold-rife parlor like 
a sentimental owl or a stucco image, and 
exhaust one’s conversational protoplasm on 
ice water aud hot air. 
GRIPPER'S MISTAKE 
One of the first settlors in the Wild River 
region was Daniel Somerby, IIo was a quiet, 
well-meaning man, content to live upon the 
results of honest toil, and anxious to render 
unto every man his due. Ilo bought his 
land when It was cheap, in fact, when the 
price had been merely nominal; and what 
with hunting and fishing and cultivating 
such land as ho was inclined to clear, he 
managed to live very comfortably. A nother 
of the early settlors was Jasper dripper. 
But dripper was a different sort of a man 
from Somerby. He was close and tricky, 
and could bear down very hard upon his 
neighbors in pursuing his own interests. He 
boasted to his friend that no man should 
ever overreach him. 
Time passed Oil, and it became known to 
the lumbermen of the Massaquoit that the 
best pine in the country came from the 
Wild River region. ()ue day early in Spring 
a gentleman came from the distant, city and 
looked up and (lown the river on Jasper 
dripper’s land; and on the following day 
lie was joined by two other 
Gripper had often 
place that would bo for 
:er styles. 
egraphic radiations of tho nervous cords 
flashed tho intelligence that the brain is 
kindled, and must bo fed with something or 
other, or it would burn itself to ashes. And 
all the great, hydraulic engines poured in 
their scarlet blood, and the lire kindled and 
the flames rose; for the blood is a stream 
that, like burning rock-oil, at once kindles, 
and is itself the fuel. You can't order these 
organic processes, any more than a milliner 
can make a rose. She can make something 
that looks like a rose, more or less, but it 
takes all the forces of t he universe to finish 
and sweeten that blossom in your button¬ 
hole, and yon may be sure that when the 
orator’s brain is in a flame, when the poet’s 
heart Is in a tumult, it is something might¬ 
ier than he and his will that, is dealing with 
him.—D. W. Holmes. 
HATS - STTTVTJ 
the morning the princess appeared on her 
donkey to claim her purchase. 
gentlemen, 
thought what, a splendid 
a dam and mill. 
With a firm dam the power would be enor¬ 
mous. There was only one trouble; the 
extreme freshets to which the river was 
subject In Spring and Autumn would ren¬ 
der it difficult to fix tin* dam. But then 
there were engineers who could overcome 
all such difficulties. 
Finally the gentleman who had first, visit¬ 
ed the fall introduced himself to Mr., Grip¬ 
per as Mr. James Bates, and frankly stated 
that lie had been commissioned to examine 
the fall, and, if he thought, proper, to pur¬ 
chase, Jasper Gripper was keenly and 
sharply alive. His eye teeth were cut. He 
knew that Tor several years the attention of 
the lumbermen had been directed to the 
Wild River pines, and that lately people 
had discovered that the land was of the 
very best quality. And, moreover, he knew 
that the fall on his laud was the only site 
on tho river, anywhere in that, region, where 
the dam could be safely erected. There 
was another fall, six miles below, but it was 
of a wild, roaring, turbulent character, 
locked In the jaws of towering granite, 
where no mills could possibly be built. 
“ Of course,” said Mr. Bates, “ wo cannot 
think of paying much for the water privi¬ 
lege, and but very little for tho land which 
would be required for our buildings. The 
expense of erecting a suitable dam will 
be very great, and at best we run great risk. 
You will bo the gainer in every way. Not 
only will it open a ready market for your 
lumber, but tho value of all your surround¬ 
ing land will be enhanced.” 
Mr. Gripper winked, and then nodded. 
Ho had his own Interests to look after. If 
he did not look after them he was sure no¬ 
body else would. After a deal of thinking, 
he said he would sell tho water privilege, to¬ 
gether with ten acres of land adjacent, for 
two thousand dollars. 
The agent was astonished 
the price ridiculous. 
“Why,” said he, “you did not pay so 
much for your whole territory.” 
It made no odds what ho (Gripper) had 
paid. His price had been named, and the 
company could take it, or let it be. 
Mr. Bates was not authorized to accept 
TALK AND INSPIRATION 
press himself. Presently—do you—beloved. 
I am afraiil you are not old enough—but do 
you remember the days of the tinder-box, 
the iMnt and the steel? Click! Click! Click! 
Ah-h-b! kmickles that time! Click! click! 
click! a6park has taken, and is eating into 
tho black tinder as a six-year-old eats into a 
Newspapers.— Dr. Johnson when in the 
fulness of years and knowledge, said:—“I 
never take up a newspaper without finding 
something I would have deemed it a loss 
QUEEN VICTORIA IN CHILDHOOD 
Harriet Marttneai: says that in child¬ 
hood tho Princess, afterwards Queen Victo¬ 
ria, Avas usually met, even on cold and win¬ 
dy days, dressed and in exercise in good 
pedestrian style, crossing heath, perhaps, 
with her young companions, in thick shoes 
and stout duflie cloak—and that she was 
reared in as much honesty and care about 
money matters as any citizen’s child. It be¬ 
came known at Tunbridge Wells that the 
princess had been unable to buy a box at a 
bazar, because she had spent her money. 
At this bazar she bought presents for almost 
all her relations, and had laid out her last 
shilling when she remembered one cousin 
more, aud saw a box, price half a crown, 
which would suit him. The shopkeeper of 
course placed the box with the other pur¬ 
chases, but the little lady’s governess ad¬ 
monished them by saying:—“No; you see 
He considered 
