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9 
FRED. 
BY ALIQUA. 
ICY and dark Bows the volley river, 
Circling the hill In Its tireless sweep,— 
The hill where evergreens darkly ever 
Murmur and sigh o’er our loved ones’ sleep, 
Whero gleaming marbles the records keep, 
And snow lies deep. 
Wildly the wind sweeps hillside and meadow. 
Over the mounds the snow Uelli cold, 
Silent and still in the grove's dark shadow 
Slumbers tlio form that we loved of old,— 
Soft little Ungers that slipped our hold 
Turning to mold. 
Soft little hands that, led ns while guiding, 
Drawing over away rrom the wrong, 
Dark eyes that ever all sin seemed chiding, 
Naught can arouse from rest deep and long,— 
Wind of the winter, restless and strong, 
Nor spring birds' song. 
Waiting, we stand in evergreen shadows, 
While ho with his own In Death's cold hand 
Has orossed to the distant, blooming meadows, 
Over a stream by soft breezes fanned, 
And waits for us on the golden strand 
Of God’s fair land, 
WOMAN’S INFLUENCE OVER MAN. 
Will Lou. M. Kelsey allow me to say a few 
words to her In regard to her “Essay on Man,” 
contained in the Rural New-Yorker of Jan. 
2oth? The. ideas and manner in which they 
were expressed are, I admit, most painfully 
true to nature. How often have, f witnessed the 
selfishness she depicts within the snored pre¬ 
cincts of the home oirdo. Aye, more exclu¬ 
sively there than elsewhere, for lot a stranger 
but Intrude ills or her presence within the 
charmed radius of the home firelight, and how 
quickly the dark cloud of selfishness will assume 
a roseate hue ! With what grace our lord and 
master will rise from the “old arm-chair,” 
and press the welcome guest into t lie “sleepy 
hollow!” How eagerly he searches Ills brain, 
that Its richest resources may be brought fort h 
for the stranger at his hearth, never once think¬ 
ing how many a woary hour at the close of day 
might be made bright and restful to the worn, 
jaded wife, were one-half the pains taken, or 
one titho of the cheerful conversation engaged 
In with the thoughtful motive of obliterating 
from hor mind, for a short time, the harassing 
cares of a wife’s and a mother’s dally toll. Hut, 
alas, not so! When alone, “Mum" is Indeed 
too often the order of thy evening. 
Now this Is all effect. What is the cause? 
Has it never occurred to you that woman might 
be, In a measure, the arbiter of her own fate? 
Have you never felt a grain of pity, mingled 
with just contempt, when you looked upon 
some king of creation and seen intellect de¬ 
picted in each lineament of the noble face and 
power stamped on every limb of that muscular 
form, but beheld all cloaked and veiled beneath 
the covering of supremo Indifference and selfish¬ 
ness ? I invariably turn to gaze upon the woman 
who has done all this, although I may have to 
glance further back than the wife, and in the 
dim distance sec the pale, haggard face of a 
worn-out mother. 
The present treatment of two-thirds of the 
wives now existing within a civilized commun¬ 
ity is most strongly tinctured with the barbar¬ 
ism of the aborigines. Do not mistake me. 
There aro no lashes Inflicted; no forcing of 
masculine labor upon their slender shoulders; 
but there is a weight of oarc and anxiety, an 
unaccountable number of unnecessary steps, a 
tacit forcing of obedience toman’s whims and 
caprices, together with a selfish disregard to 
their comforts, that crush the very soul within 
a sensitive, loving woman, and subject mind 
and body to an unholy bondage. 
Is this all necessary ? Were the young wife, 
when first entering upon her home duties, more 
in the habit of not running her pretty feet off 
just for the pleasure of giving vent totbo wealth 
of love woliing up In her heart - wore she to 
let It find some other source more rational and 
less exhaustive—think you not that his affection 
would be as readily secured and longer retain¬ 
ed ? True, slippers and gown are pleasant things 
to greet a weary man upon his return homo,- 
but just suppose, after a hard day's work, you 
forgo the pleasure of getting in wood, water, 
kindling, &c„ (T have seen many a woman un¬ 
necessarily <|o mor% than this,) you meet him 
at the door with a cheerful word and kiss, sug- j 
casting, as a matter of course, that by the l ime 
those trilling duties are attended to, his slippers 
and gown will be well aired, and supper wait- I 
ing. Ten ohatiQc* to one, tho change from the 
occupation In which lie bus t een engaged nil 
day (and the task must necessarily be very light, 
or he would never expect to impose it upon a 
woman,) will rest him. Do not entertain him at 
supper with a detailed account of all your trials 
during tho day, but try to select such topics as 
will not only interest him but improve your i 
own mind j and it is not necessary to converse 
at large upon Metaphysics and Philosophy to do 
this. I do not wonder that half the husbands 
find silence ami retreat behind a newspaper 
preferable to the tide of small talk they are 
often deluged with. Seek to understand and 
converse rationally upon the topics relating to 
tht lr business. That cannot fall to Interest and 
gratify them; and no man is so totally saltish 
that some responding interest will not find an 
echo In his heart concerning your homo pleas¬ 
ures and duties; and If be will read In silence— 
bah! aro you a woman, and allow him to do It? 
Talk tohLm. What if his royal highness does 
prefer silence always, must you become a mute 
automaton to suit, his pleasure? Again I say, 
talk to kltn, talk at him, t hrough him and around 
him until, at your suggestion, (bless his heart! 
he would never think of it alone,) he Is glad to 
purchase your silence at any price, even by read¬ 
ing aloud—just what you want. Teach him to 
study your comforts, for I doubt, not he must 
be taught as a child. 
“ Heart* don’t change muoh after all. 
Men are only boys grown tall.” 
If your feet ache for slippers after a toilsome 
day, which is the easier, to wearily drag those 
swollen members up n. flight, of long stairs and 
back again, or to suggest to your dear husband 
the idea of taking a few of his long strides up 
said stairs in pursuit, of tho required article? 
My word for it, a kiss and a warm “ t hank you" 
will amply repay him If he possesses a tenth 
part of manhood. If not, why, healthy exer¬ 
cise is good for all brute creation. 
When he is snugly ensconced beside tho glow¬ 
ing hearih. appropriating two-thirds to his ex¬ 
clusive use, Just ment ion how tired and chilly 
you are, and remark that It will be no detriment 
to his comfort or dignity If he will wheel the 
sofa before the grain, which will comfortably 
accommodate you both, and whereby you may 
each enjoy the mellow light, of the softly-shaded 
lamp. In a word, teach him to feel that, you are 
an equal partner In the comforts its. well as the 
cares of daily life; and when, In after years, 
little ones add f.iioir bright links to the spark¬ 
ling home-chain, do not, let them feel that 
mother is their “born slave," subject to their 
capricious wills, but rather demaud of them 
such service as their feeble hands can readily 
perform ; and when accomplished, mete out to 
them their reward in words of commendation, 
loving smiles and caresses. Above all things, 
toach them to wait upon themselves, to supply 
their own little wants in a measure. Oh, the 
numerous unnecessary steps which mothers 
take for drinks of water, cookies, pieces of 
broad and butter, pin*, (fee., Are. Let that merry 
lit tle follow at your side get Ids own drink, he 
will be healthier and happier for it,. 
“Oh,” you say, “ he will spill It all over the 
floor, and make me more trouble In the end." 
What it lie docs spill it a few times? Loving 
words, gently spoken, will, ero long, guide the 
glass to his lips more steadily, particularly if he 
Is made to see t he extra labor he has caused 
poor, dear mamma. This cup of water Is but, a 
trilling thing, though It is the commencing cord 
in a cable t hat will grow heavier and longer, 
until it binds, In thraldom, not only the mother 
but tho future wife. 
Yes, mothers, pause to think. Aro you doing 
your duty to; future generations, when you al¬ 
low your child to grow up with »r> little regard 
for your personal comfort? Kemoitiber, os the 
“twig Is bent, so tho tree Inclines." Which 
will the son love best,: A mother, should she 
chance to survive, who will be, must be, a worn, 
nervous, dragged-out, ahftdowy^phantorn of her 
former self, ora woman In hor prime, youthful, 
fresh, vigorous, and kept so by hor husband’s 
and children's loving care? indeed, we noed 
not wonder at tins scarcity of grandmothers In 
this present generation. 
Let me say, in conclusion, place yourself high 
in tho home circle, and the higher you place 
yourself, the higher those surrounding you will 
place you; and then, I think, we can say, in¬ 
stead of 
"Men will be men, the wide world throngh. 
And women oan’t help It, whate’er they do;" 
” We will have such men the wldo world through, 
As women have made them, by what they do.” 
Denver, Col. Ter. Mrs. F. T. Rush more. 
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HOUSE ORNAMENT. 
by A. KKUKR SLOAN. 
When the lessons and tasks are all ended. 
And the school for the (lay Is dismissed. 
The scholars all gather around mo, 
To bid inqgood night and bo kissed. 
To be kissed by me, their d6ar teaoheri 
By wo held In loving eulhracC, 
Clasping each little form to my bosom, 
As my Ups press each beautiful face. 
They throw their arms gently around me— 
I can feel their soft touch on my heart. 
Ah! the happiness-ponce of the present 
Makes It hard that the dear ones should part. 
They silently puss down tho stairway, 
The door has closed on the lust one; 
They have none to make many homes brighter, 
And loft me behind them alone. 
The Hood-gates of mOntofy open, 
And Future Is engulfed In the tide; 
I remember when I like those children— 
Stood by my dear teacher’s side. 
I’ll not sec her again, till in Heaven 
We meet to be parted no more ; 
Then the difficult, tanks will he ended— 
Recitations will surely be o'er. 
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A QUEER STORY FOR CHILDREN : 
How tho Horse Wont to Seek Lodgings for 
the Night. 
TRANSLATED FROM THE SWEDISH, BY SELMA 
BORG AND MARIE A. BROWN. 
The ornament of a house is the friends who 
frequent it. There Ls no event, greater In life 
than the appearance of new .persons about our 
hearth, unless it be the progress of the charac¬ 
ter which draws them. It has been finely added 
by Landor to his definition of tho great man, 
“It is he who can call together the most select 
company when it pleases him.” It Is thehappl- 
ncss which, where it [» truly known, post¬ 
pones all other satisfactions, and makes politics 
and commerce and churches cheap. For we 
figure to ourselves—do we not?—that when men 
shall moot as they should, as states meet,—each 
a benefactor, a shower of falling stare, so rich 
with deeds, with thoughts, with so much accom¬ 
plishment it shall be tho festival of nature, 
which all things symbolize, and perhaps love is 
only tho highest symbol of friendship, as all 
other things seem symbols of love. In the pro¬ 
gress of each man's character, his relations to 
the best men, which at first seem only the ro¬ 
mances of youth, acquire a. graver Importance, 
and he will have learned the lessons of life who 
is skillful in the ethica of frendship, R. W. 
Emerson. 
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The Empress Eugenie, supposing that the 
Prince Imperial evinced a marked taste for 
music, invited a teacher to tho Tuileries. When 
Napoleon learned from her who the visitor was 
he said:—“Send him away; one troubadour 
King is enough for Europe”—alluding to the 
King of Bavaria, whose passionate love for 
music is well known. 
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Mrs. Bareness, of Spurgeon’s congregation 
in London, teaches a Bible-cfass of 000 women. 
The horse once went to seek lodgings for tho 
night. He was brown, and had a white spot on 
his brow. The whole day ho had grazed alone 
In the field, but towards evening ho had got 
tired and lonesome, and jumped over the fence. 
He now went slowly down the road, to see 
where he could ••porui the night. An ho walked 
along, he met a dog. 
“Whore aro you going so late, comrado?” 
asked the horse. 
“To seek lodgings for the night," answered 
tho dog. 
“ Then wo can koep company,” said t he horse. 
“ Yes, why not?” replied tho dog. 
And so the horse went first, and the dog fol¬ 
lowed. When they had gone a little distance, 
they met a cat. 
“Where aro you going so late, comrade?” 
asked the horse. 
"To seek lodgings for the night," answered 
the cat. 
i “ Then we can keep company,” said the horse. 
— “ Yes, why not?" replied the oat. 
And (list Wont the horse, and then the dog, 
and then came the cat. When they had gone a 
little dlstanco, they met a pair of geese. 
“Where arc you going so late, good folks?" 
asked the horse. 
“To soek quarters for the night,” answered 
the geese. 
“ Then we can keep company," said the horse. 
“ Yes, why not?" replied the geese. 
And first went the horse, and then the dog, 
and then tho oat, and then came the geese. 
After they had gone a little dlstanco, they met 
a cock and a hen. 
“ Where are you going so late, good people ?" 
asked tho horse. 
“To sock quarters for the night," answered 
the hen. 
“Then we can keep company,” said the horse. 
“ Yes, why not ?" replied the hen. 
And first wont tho horse, and then the dog, 
and then the cat, and then came tho geese, and 
last tripped the cock and hen. It now began to 
grow dark. Great, heavy clouds hung in tho 
sky, and threatened rain. Then a little squirrel 
came running along the hranch of a tree at the 
side of the road. 
“Where are you going in such haste, com¬ 
rado ?” asked tho horee. 
“To seek lodgings for the night," answered 
tho squirrel. 
“ Then we can koop company,” said the horse. 
“ Yes, why not?" replied the squirrel. 
And first went the horee, and tl^i the dog, 
and then the cat, and then came and 
then the cock and hen, and last hupped the 
squirrel. Tho way led over a desolate heath. 
At the ond of the heath lav a village. Hero the 
horse went into the first yard and inquired if ho 
and hla companions could have lodgings for the 
night, 
"No, there aro no lodgings to bo had bore. 
Go the neighbor's!” was the answer. 
But when they came there, the people an¬ 
swered in the same way: 
“No, there are no lodgings to bo had here. 
Go to the neighbor’s I” 
And the name answer was given them by the 
whole row. No one wished to harbor them. 
Finally, the master of tho last house said : 
“ In tho village there is no room for you. But 
over there, at the edge of the wood, stands a 
lonely, dilapidated hut. In tho hut lives a wiz¬ 
ard, and there you can house yourself just to 
your notion, for he Is seldom home." 
It was now quite dark, and a few drops of 
rain began to fall. The cat was afraid of get¬ 
ting his feet wet, and tho cock was afraid of 
being hoarse at dawn. There was no other way 
but to go and see If they could got. a roof over 
their heads in the dilapidated hut at the edge 
of the woods. When the horse and his com¬ 
panions arrived there, they found tho window 
shutters closed and the door latched. 
"There is no one at homo, hero we will stay," 
said the horse and raised the latch with his 
nose. 
Thfiy stepped in, quit© pleased, and each one 
made it as comfortable for himself as possible. 
The cat crawled into t he fireplace, and covered 
himself up in the soft ash©*; the geese took 
their places under the tabic; the squirrel hop- 
pod up on the hook over tho bench ; the cock 
and hen flew and seated themselves on the bar 
between the rafters In the roof ; the dog lay 
down by tho door; and the horse went out in 
the entry and Stretched himself there, so that 
tho others should not tramp on his foet, as ho 
said. 
In the middle of the night, when all except 
the oat were asleep, tlio wizard cam© homo. It. 
was terrible weather out side. It was pitch dark. 
Tho wind howled and the rulnlasbed thosurfaoe 
of the brook. He had been out pract Ling magic, 
and had no Idea, that the house was full of 
company. 
Quite silently he stopped In through the back 
door and went to the flre-plnco, where ho saw 
the cat’s eyes shining in the darkness. Ho sup¬ 
posed that it was two coals of fire, and loaned 
down and blew on them in order to light the can¬ 
dle; but. the cut spit and hissed, anil scratched 
him in the face. -<n rh.il lm drew bock frighten¬ 
ed, and believed that it washls old grandmother, 
who had risen from her grave because he had 
tormented and irritated (lie old woman in every 
conceivable way during her lifetime. 
With a gloomy mind Tic sat down on the bench 
and stuck his leg* und r the table. But then 
tho geese woko up and peeked him In thocalvos, 
so that he thought It was t he t ailor, who had 
hidden Uiawolf under t he table and nipped him 
with his scissors, because h© Tina fcold that tho 
tailor used to row up the people of tho parish. 
Much depressed, be moved to tlio end of the 
bench under the hook. llut. then tho squirrel 
bit him In the ear, so that lie sprang up, ami 
thought, that It, was tho shoemaker, who had 
stuck hi* awl in him hr cans'' he had said that 
tho shoomnkcr used to cut too wide 3trips from 
Ot her people's leather. 
Crestfallen, he t ried to steal to the door; but 
when Im reached the threshold, the dog caught 
him in tho small of Ids log, ao that he thought 
that, it was the officers of justice, who had 
clutched him on account of bl3 many Impos¬ 
tures. 
He rushed headlong into t he entry. But hero 
the horse kicked him so violently that ho 
thought that it was his worthy old father, who 
struck him on tho back with a dub because the 
son did not wl h to live honestly and cal plain 
food, rather than live daintily by witchcraft. 
Now the !)fin also awoke, and t lie cock flapped 
his wing,-, and crowed. But in bin agony the 
wizard fancied, when he sprang down t lie steps, 
that, it was the exccutloner, ivl::; ! ;.. r Ur him ; 
“ Put him on t he block I Cut oti his head 1" 
Anil with iiis heart in Ills throat, he ran os fast 
an he could to the village, and related what had 
happened. But the people only laughed at him, 
and said that it ?arved him lust right. 
He never dar^d to go to the hut again; and if 
was all over with ids conjuring. 
But the horse, and the dog, and tho cat, and 
the goose, and the cock and lien, and f ile squir¬ 
rel, were so contented with their lodgings that 
they resolved to repair the hut anu make it 
their headquarters. And they live t Imre as good 
friends yet, to this day. Any one who docs not 
believe it, can go m,d see them. It I?, easy to 
find tho way. First go to the right, ami then to 
tho left, ami then straight ahead. You will 
know tho cottage as soon ns you see it. It Is 
gray, with white window caging* and a red door. 
Close by it grows a pine. In the window sits 
theent; on the stoop lies tho doe; on the side 
or the hill browses the horse; the geese keep 
by tho edge of the ditch; the squirrel climbs 
about in tho top of tho tree, and the cock and 
hen scratch in the dunghill. 
ILLUSTRATED REBUS.-No. 7 . 
tST" Answer In two weeks. 
RIDDLE.—No. 1. 
In ether above, my first Is found; 
In Heaven above, my second; 
My third's in dens oft underground, 
My fourth's a letter reckoned. 
Of “ Lady Clare " my fifth'* a part, 
Of Theta, unlucky, my next; 
My seventh’s In gloom, oft pressing tho heart, 
My eighth’s surely found in my text. 
My ninth is in lofty, ray tenth's everywhere, 
My whole’s in the Bible. What is it, and 
where? 
Answer in two weeks. 
Fourteen. 
PROBLEM.—No. 5. 
How many acres of land must a field contain, 
if laid out In a square form and fenced with a 
rail fence, six rails high, two lengths to the rod, 
so that each rail will fence an aero. 
J39” Answer in two weeks. Lh Roy R. 
PUZZLER ANSWERS. Feb. 15. 
Biographical Enigma No. 1.- Honor thy 
father and thy mother, that thy days may bo 
long upon the land which the Lord thy God 
glveth thee. 
Illustrated Rebus No. 6. — Can a woman 
forget her sucking child ? 
Arithmetical Puzzle No. 1.—01)9-9. 
