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Aunt -Alary  came  In.  She  had  been  out,  and  not 
heard  of  Grandma  Deane's  visit.  But  Cora  stole 
up  W)  her  uncle  and,  wlndlug  her  arms  about  his 
neelc.  whispered : 
“  1  shall  believe  it  always,  Uncle  Charlie,  now  I 
have  heard  the  stoiy  or  Farmer  Keep,  that  there 
is  a  bloasom  In  the  wilderness  of  every  hea't .” 
It  was  a  sultry  August  day  In  the  summer  1 
passed  at  .Meadow  Brook.  The  wind,  low  and 
slumberous  ns  the  hush  of  a  mother's  voice  at 
nlghtMll.  creiu  up  Htnonjt  the  corn  and  down 
among  t  he  rye  and  wheat  fields,  t  hat  lay  like  broad 
green  folds  about  the  dwelling  of  Farmer  Keep. 
There  was  no  poem  of  Ilnwei-s  about  the  front 
yard;  no  graceful,  harmonizing  louche.s  of  creep¬ 
ing  vine  or  waving  eurUtlns  about  the  old  red 
.  homttstcud;  and  yet  It  had  a  ipiiet,  RubKlanllal, 
mattcr-Of-faci.  Jdiyslognomy,  that  somehow  made 
a  home  feeling  about  yotir  heaid. 
I  think  It  must  have  been  this  uricotusclous  feel¬ 
ing  which  ilcclded  the  course  of  the  girl  who  stood 
at  the  point  where  t,h«  roari.H  diverge,  and  gazed 
wistfully  about  her  that  ufi-tTiioon.  she.  seemed 
very  tired,  and  her  coa  rse  swaw  bonnet  and  calico 
dress  were  covered  wit  h  dust.  If  you  had  looked 
In  her  face  you  would  nol  have  forgot  ten  It.  11 
could  not  have  been  inonGlian  llfteeii  hummers. 
It  was  very  pale,  aud  Its  sweet,,  .sad  beauty  made 
you  tldnk  of  nothing  but  summer  llowensdrcuched 
with  summer  rains.  Her  eyes  were  or'lhat  deep, 
molHtbluo  that  rolls  out  from  nmler  the  edge  of 
April  ekmdh,  and  her  Ups,  ripe  and  full,  h.id  that 
touch  of  RorrowfnlneHs  about.  Mii'iii.  which  tells 
you  always  the  he.iri  beuealh  Is  full  of  tears. 
The  girl's  hand  eljKped  tlgditly  the  little  hoy’s  by 
her  side.  The  reKcmblanee  between  them  would 
liave  lold  you  at.  once  they  were  In'Other  and  sla¬ 
ter,  hut  hlH  life  could  not  have  covered  more  than 
a  third  of  hers.  The  little  fellow's  eyes  wore  full 
of  tears,  and  the  bright  curls  thut  crept  out  from 
his  hat  were  damp  wRh  moisture.  A  few  ;nln- 
ute.^  later  filio  opemsl  the  liroad  hack  gate,  and 
went  to  the  kitchen  door.  Farmer  Keep's  house¬ 
keeper  -an  old  woman  with  yellow  idghfeap,  and 
check  apron  tied  over  her  llnsey  wool  fiklrt.  -an- 
swered  iicr  knock. 
“1)0  yon  want  an.v  help,  or  do  you  know  of  any 
round  here  that  does?”  timidly  asked  the  girl. 
'I  he  old  lady  peered  at  her  with  dim  c.res.  “  No,” 
said  she.  "Tlicre  ain’t  but  four  on  us— Farmer 
Keep  and  the  two  hired  men.  and  me.  It’s  har¬ 
vest  time  Just  now,  though,  and  I  reckon  you'd 
find  a  place  In  the  village.’’ 
“  Thank  yon.  Bennie,  here,  my  little  brother, 
Is  tired,  for  we  walked  from  the  depot.  Can  j'ou 
let  ns  come  In  and  rest  awhile?” 
“Saitaln  you  can." 
The  sight  of  the  child  touched  the  heart  of  t  he 
woman,  and  they  .went  into  the  lai’ge  kitchen, 
and  sat.  down  in  me  flag-boitomcd  chairs,  while, 
with  a  glowing  cheek,  the  gil  l  east  ahnut  In  her 
rnlMd  lor  ihe  best  manner  tn  whloli  to  prwent 
her  petition  for  food.  Before  she  hud  deidded 
tin-  masD'i'  of  the  house  suddenly  enU'rcd  the 
kitchen,  for  It  was  nearly  dinner  time.  He  was  a 
large,  musculai'.  broad-chested,  Run-burnod  man, 
with  a  hard,  gloomy  e.vpresKlon  on  hla  face,  where 
fitly  years  were  now  beginning  to  write  their  hts- 
tory.  He  stood  still  with  surprise,  gazing  on  the 
new  occupants  of  the  klleheti ;  and  the  boy  drew 
close  to  ills  sister,  and  the  girl  threw  up  a  timid, 
frightened  glance  into  the  gloomy  taco. 
“  You  don’t  know  of  anybody  round  here  that 
wants  a  little  help,  do  ye,  farmer?"  asked  the 
w'oman.  *•  Here’s  a  little  girl  that  wants  a  place, 
and  as  she'.s  walked  from  the  depot,  1  mid  her 
she  might  come  In  Jtnd  rest  a  Ml.  before  slie.  went 
up  into  the  village  to  try  her  hiek!" 
•* No."  shortly  answered  the  farmer.— “Dinner 
ready/"  And  the  rich  man  turned  away  without 
one  gentle  or  kind  look  for  l.vvo  homeless  children 
whom  God  hud  brought  to  his  door. 
“Lucy,  Lucy,  don’t  stay  here.  I’m  afrutd." 
-\nd  the  llttlo  boy’s  Up  curled  and  (pilvered  as  he 
turned  hks  face  from  the.  tai  nier’s. 
“  Taiey,  Luc.y,”  how  those  little,  trembling  tones 
wentdown,  down,  down  Into  the  man’s  hard  heart ! 
now  the  dead  day.s  of  his  youth  burst  out  of  their 
graves,  and  rushed  through  his  memory  at  that 
low,  hrokeu.  “  Lucy,  Lucy  I"  He  turned  and  looked 
at  the  girl:  notsourly,  as  before,  but  with  a  kind 
and  eager  questioning  Int  erest. 
“  M'hal’s  .vour  name 
“  Lucy  Wheeler,  sir." 
He  staggered  back  and  caught  hold  of  the  near¬ 
est  Chair.  “  And  what  was  >  oiu'  mother’s 7"  “  Lu¬ 
cy  Held.  She  used  to  live  at  Meadow  Brook,  .so  l 
came  here  m  .get  work:  she  told  me  to  before  she 
died.” 
At  that  moment  the  angels  looked  dowm  and 
saw  Uie  seed  Miat.'bad  lain  foi'  two  score  yeais  tn 
the  iKiHil. or  .lusttn  Keep, sprlngtip,  and  tlie  flower 
blossom  In  the  wlldernes.s.  He  strode  across  the 
kitchen  to  the  bewildered  girl.  He  brushed  back 
her  bonnet  and  turned  her  face  to  the  light.  Hr: 
could  not  be  mistaken.  It.  was  the  one  named 
and  hung  In  the  darkened  room  in  his  soul.  The 
bliiee.yesoI  Lucy  looked  again  In  Ills  own.  At 
that  moment  the  little  bo.v  pushed  In  between 
them,  and  gazed  wist  fully  In  the  man's  taei'.  - 
Farmer  Keep  sat  down  and  took  the  child  In  his 
arms.  He  tried  to  spenlt,  but  Instead,  great  sobs 
camo  and  heaved  his  strong  chest.  The  l.rlo  in 
the  kitchen  go/.ed  at  them  In  muto  astonishment. 
“  Lucy's  children,  Lucy's  children :  ’’  he  mur¬ 
mured  at  last,  In  a  voice  whose  Umdernesa  was 
like  that  ol  a  mother.  “  God  has  soul,  you  to  me. 
For  her  sake  this  shall  bo  .your  homo.  For  her 
sake  1  will  be  a  father  to  I'ou." 
Five  years  after,  t’ora  wrote  to  me “  Wc  are 
having  line  times  now,  dear  Cousin  Jennie,  and 
mamma  wanks  to  know  if  you  do  not  need  to 
renew  your  cheeks  among  the  dews  of  Meadow- 
Brook.  Uncle  Charlie  Is  with  ns,  and  If  .yrii  were 
also,  onr  happiness  would  he  coinpleie. 
“  Lucy  Wheeler— von  remember  her— has  the 
place  In  m.y  heart  next  lo  yours.  Her  dtsposltlon 
Is  as  lovely  as  hei-  face,  and  that  Is  saying  a  great 
deal,  for  ll.s  sweet  beauty  does  one  good  to  liehold 
It.  Farmer  Keep  seems  to  Idolize  her  and  Bennie^ 
He  Is  a  charming  man  now;  no  goes  to  cinm-h 
regularly  every  Sabbath,  lie  sparei  no  palnr.  or 
e.\'I)ense  In  Lucy’s  education,  and  she  will  be  an 
accompllsliefl  woman.  She  Is  here  very  olTen, 
and  I  have  suspicious  that  imcle  Charlie  hut  no 
mutter.  I  will  nol  trust  thts  to  von  and  paper. 
"Bni  now,  .lennie,  wnat  a  lesson  has  all  thl.-; 
tanghi  me.  How  has  it  deepened  my  faith  In 
(iod  and  huinanli.y,  Now  whe/i  m.v  he, art  yearns 
over  Ihe  wretehed.  sinning  ouleasl,  I  remenihei- 
always  tliat  there  is  ;i  llnwer  In  the  wlIderneAS.” 
Cl)f  ^‘itfravij  0(ilorl{i, 
NEW  PUBLICATIONS, 
Why  We  Imtiith.  IlySA.Mrr.i,  S.  Cox,  autliDr  of 
Buckeye  .Vtiro.id,  "  “  Higlii  VciUB  in  CeimresK.’’ 
“  WlnK-r  Siinheams.''  Kle.  ( IZiiiu. -pp.  SST.]  New- 
YiirU  :  lliii'iior  fc  BnitlKUK. 
“Jsi'NSKT'’  I  'ox,  as  the  aiiUiorof  this  work  Is 
w  idely  called.  Is  entitled  to  tin  thanks  of  hosts  of 
lovers  or  genuine,  reilned  humor  for  this  admira¬ 
ble  analysis  of  “Wli.v  Wc  Laugh."  Himself  a 
noted  imrnoilst  our  author  fully  appreciates  hts 
siihjcci,  and  llliistrales  It  h.v  reteronces  and  (|U0- 
tatlons  which  niusi  excite  the  riHlbleBot  the  most 
sedate.  'I'he  pei'sorinl  desiulptlohs  of  -\merlcan 
liuinortsts  and  the  selertiions  from  tht-lr  best 
tliliiR.s— especially  of  Legislulor.s  and  other  public 
{•haraeteis— eompi'ls<‘  a  I'trgeaiid  most  readable 
and  enjoyable  portion  of  Ibis  cachinnating  ene.y- 
clopa-diu.  The  author  proves  that,  many  gre.at 
men  posses-s  genuine  wit  and  hmnor  If  all  hninor- 
Ist.s  are  not  great..  Wp.  couime.nd  the  book  lo  all 
who  would  laugh  and  grow  rat.  whether  at  homo 
or  Inn  cling,  well  or  111— and  esjieelally  to  the  lat¬ 
ter,  for  Its  perusal  will  piomou'  health  aud  good 
digestion.  .A  gr.adnal  perusal  of  It  during  recent 
severe  Illness  was  most  salutary  In  onr  own  e.ase, 
and  we  verily  believe  did  as  inueli  toward  onr  re¬ 
storation  a.s  t  he  re.naidles  of  a  skllltnl  physlelan. 
Heneo  wc  feel  hke  tendering  tlie  author,  as  we 
now  do,  a  vote  of  thanks  for  pisrsonal  benellts 
received  from  “  Why  We  Laugh.’’ 
Expliinnlnry  iind  I'rneiiciil,  on  the 
Goiioriil  Kpi»tlf»  ot  .lAMKS.  Fetkk,  Joh.V  and 
.Ino..  By  .\i  iii  uT  ll.MtNKS,  [IZujo.  pp.  40(1,] 
New  V  ork  .  Harper  ,V  Brother.'*. 
Wk  always  open  a  brark  of  Hits  ela.s.s,  liy  whom¬ 
soever  wrilDui.  with  involuntii’y  respect— It  Is 
such  a  ema'enirailmi  ol  earelul  study.  For  een- 
I lines  the  labors  of  ttielitiesl  minds  have  been 
devoted  lo  explanat  ion  of  the  Scrlpiure.s,  aud  there 
Is  iio  eoininentar.v  e.xtant.  thjit  lui.s  not  requhed 
for  IIS  prep.i ration  hundreds  of  year-v  that,  ts,  the 
knowledge  of  e('utnrles  on  tlie  subjects  treated  of 
must  be  examined  and  collated.  But  as  truth 
strikes  eaxdi  mind  at  a  different  angle,  and  .so 
moves  in  ill  verging  lines,  commcnUilors  come  to 
dlDfercnt  conelusion.s  from  the  same  evidence; 
and,  biisldes,  .some  tnellne  to  be  dIfTnse,  some  con¬ 
cise.  It  Is  jiecc.ssary.  therefore,  to  read  find  slutlj’' 
several  dlirereiJt.  wjltei's,  to  get  at  any  thing  like  a 
well-roiindftd.  cle.ir  percept  ion  of  what  the  sacred 
wrlllngo  contain  tor  t.hough  the  writers  may 
agree  In  substanee.  there  Is  room  for  almost  end¬ 
less  dlverelly  In  detail.  The  neat  volume  under 
notice  Is  by  one  of  the  ablest  writers  and  most, 
profound  thinkers  this  country  has  produced,  and 
displays  all  the  Industry  in  selection,  care  In 
grouping  and  vigor  of  ex-pres.s!on  so  noticeable  In 
his  other  works.  most,  valuable  book,  and 
withal  pleasjint  to  read. 
The  French  I’rinrjpin.— fart  II.  A  First. French 
Keiohiifi  B.i,,k  Uoninming  Fiihie*.  AnecCoinA, 
InventloJUi,  DiscovcHob.  Natanil  History,  Frcjich 
History;  WUhGrariiniaLlcul  ynettUinnanil  Nmos, 
an*l  a  (  opioiis  KtYmnlofflcnl  DloUoniiry.  tin  the 
Ulan  of  Dr.  Wim  Iau  Smith’s  •' Prine.lpla  LuM- 
na.”  qu'iiio.  - iifi.  .fi&.l  New  York  -  Harper  &. 
Brothers. 
The  (Jei'innii  I’riiiniiiin.  Furl  i.  A  Fintt  Ger- 
niiiii  t’our.se  (  onU'imtiig  Graminar.  Delecfua. 
and  Kxercl»e.  Bnijk.  wall  Voeabiihirlits.  On  Llic 
Flail  or  1)1.  Wm.  Svirrif's  '■  ITInelpm  Lalina." 
[l’2mo.—  pp.  168.1  New  Voile;  Hariier  &  Brotliera, 
TEAc  nKRS,  and  students  of  French  ar.d  Gennnn, 
will  llnd  llu’se  elementary  works  most  valuable. 
For  beginners  Hie  plan  adopted  Is  admlnible.,  as  It 
enables  them  “  to  acquire  the  chief  grammatical 
foi’ms  or  another  language.,  fo  tcarn  their  nsugc 
by  con.strncl  mg  simple  sentences  as  soon  as  il^py 
commence  the  .study  ol  the  language,  and  to  ac¬ 
cumulate  gradually  a  stock  of  word.s.'’  TheFreneli 
Prlnclpti  Is  a  well-arranged  reading  Ixiok,  with 
•111  e.xeellent  elymologlcitl  dlctlnnavy. 
Ibrier  Qiiiirieniinn.  ANovel.  By  WiIjLiam  M. 
Bakkii,  author  of  "  Insida.’’  “A  Good  year” 
K>\  (llustrtifo'i  by  Kijas  J.  Whitney.  [8vo.— 
po.  168.1  New  York  :  Harper  A  Bros. 
In  the  form  of  an  autobiography,  the  author  of 
Ibis  volume  pei'soiiaring  the  ,sou  or  a  dlsUn- 
gnlshed  southern  clergyman  —  present.s  a  most 
liiteresilng  and  lustruclJvn  nairatlve.  The  plel- 
ures  or  .SouHiern  lire,  society,  cu3toio.8  and  pei- 
honag(*3,  are  most  entertaining,  and  evidently 
derived  Irom  experience  and  close  nbaenuttlon 
twenty  to  thirty  years  ago.  It  ts  altogether  a 
charming  hook,  with  an  e.xeellent  moral  tendency. 
Texi  -  Honk  id  Hciemiflc  Asri'icn  Imre,  with 
I’ractieal  Doiliietions.  For  the  iiso  of  Colleces. 
SeliOolaiiluJ  I’rlvaU!  StUilcnUs.  By  K.  M.  FE.Xlil.K- 
TON,  M.  D.  [12nio.-pp.  44,1.]  New  York, ;  A.  S. 
Barnes  A  Go. 
A.s  a  manual  of  .selentltic  Agricult nre,  this  book 
will  have  a  use  even  more  Important  than  that 
lireseilbed  In  lis  title,  as  a  te.xt-book  In  colleges 
and  schools.  The  theusands  of  practical  farmers 
who  are  often  puzzled  hy  hard  questions  In  their 
avoeallon,  will  find  In  tills  book  the  clear,  satis¬ 
factory  and  sclenfffle  answer  which  they  need. 
We  have  read  much  of  the  book  with  great  Inter 
esl  and  profit,  and  can  hp.nrtlly  commend  It  tooni 
renders.  The  author  l  i  Frofessor  ot  Agrteiillure 
and  Horticulture  In  tlie  Uiilverslly  of  Georgia,  and 
the  work  was  originally  prepared  tb  meet  the 
wanted  a  practleal  texi-honk  for  tils  pupils. 
Itohinann  f’rnsoe'a  Aloni-vi  Or.  the  flpniarka- 
blt!  FlnancliU  Kitrtunos  of  a  Heinot'e  Isliitid  Com- 
aiuuHy,  By  Da  vin  A.  Wr.Li.e.  line  U.  S.  Special 
GAiinmifsIiiiier  of  fliwenue.  With  Illustrations 
by  Thomas  Nast.  (Svo.-pp.  1IS.|  New  York. 
Harper  A  Bros. 
ot’R  author  I  reals  tltc  InlriCiiU:  subject  of  fl 
nance  hy  the  use  of  an  Ingenious  ji.Ttable,  which 
will  ple.ase  the  advocates  of  hard  money  and  m,ake 
converts  to  the  (loci  rlne.  The  book  Is  a  splc.v  and 
timely  one,  and  will  attract  wide  attention  —  now 
the  currene.v  question  is  being  so  generally  dls- 
cus.sed.  The  lively  lllustratloas  by  N'a.st  will 
prove  more  etfeetlve  with  many  than  the  rigid 
arguments  which  soini'  writers  bring  to  tlie  elncl- 
dallon  of  ihe  vexed  question. 
The  Iniiiitiiiiiie  of  Klowei'B  iinil  Moral  Con¬ 
versation,  By  If.Nri.K  (’ll  Aiii.iK.  Second  I'Jdi- 
lion.  Bochostor,  N.  V..  .Iiiuies  Yick. 
This  Is  a  neat  little  brochure,  which  will  de 
light  the  lovers  of  flowert,  and  especially  young 
people.  II  contains  poi  tleal  seleellons  from  the 
best  ant  hoi's.  The  section  devoted  D)  floral  con¬ 
versation.  among  other  good  tilings  contains  a 
fastdiiiiltiig  story.  Tliere  Isulau  a  section  devoted 
to  the  sentlinent.sof  dowers  and Iloral  decoiutlons. 
treated  In  relerenee  to  speelal  oec.aslons,  such  as 
Thanksgiving  day,  Christmas,  etc.  A  chapter  on 
cemetery  decorations— and  othei-.s  on  preparing 
skeleton  leaves,  drying  dowel’s,  autumn  leaves, 
sea  mosses,  etc.,— renders  the  work  useful,  In  ad¬ 
dition  to  its  being  senilmental. 
Gn  Daiiiteriiiii*  (•round  i  or,  Airni  hn’s  Friemu 
ship.  A  Itoiimiicc  of  Aiuc.rican  Bocicly.  By 
Mn*.  ni..»OMFlEi-n  11.  .MOOKK.  [l?nm.— pp.  33t».l 
Fhiliiiielphiii  I’orUir  A  Gootei*. 
The  moral  of  this  admirable  society  story  is  ex¬ 
cellent.  The  heroine  llnds  th-il  mere  friendship  - 
I’latonle  Love  -Is  dangerous,  as  Hie  sequel  proves. 
The  dellneatlon.8  of  society,  and  the  eharaeters 
und  characteristics  of  every-day  life,  ai'e  tnifhfiil, 
and  tlie  whole  story  Is  Interesting  and  entertain¬ 
ing.  Though  Mr.s.  MooKE  Is  an  amaU-ur  writer 
the  volume  before,  us  Is  woriJiyof  a  profes-slonal 
lu  all  respcet.s,  and  we  t  rust  will  be  followed  by 
others  from  the  same  gracelui  pen. 
IVliriniii’s  IHeinoirn.  A  Sequel  to  ‘‘.Montfiirl 
Hud."  Itoing  II  Knmiince  of  tiio  House  of  Beau- 
seiucourt.  By  'Mrs.  Catuauine  A.  Waheiei.o, 
luithor  of  •• 'riie  IIouBcliold  of  Bijiivene,’  "A 
Double  Wcddiiii;.''  \e.,  ,\ie.  [I'Zmo.— pp.  40ij.  1 
Am.  is  Iio  have  read  “  MOnliort  Hall”  svill  he  de- 
lighted  with  lids  volume,  as  it  contlhueii  the  for- 
tunes-the  adventures  and  hairbreadt  h  ew-aipes— 
of  the  heroine.  The  U’agle  portions  of  the  story 
inelude  murder,  snli'lde,  etx-.,  and,  alHioifgh  well 
written  and  of  moral  tone.  Is  sultleicnily  sensa¬ 
tional  to  eliiiln  the  atlejit  loii  ol  the  reader  through¬ 
out  the  exciting  narral.lve. 
Sen  nnd  Shove.  A  Heqnel  to  "  .Miriiiin's  Memoirs.” 
By  Mrs.  Gatuaiunk  A.  Wakkiemi,  autlior  of 
"The  HouBulnilU  of  Bouverli;,”  .vo.,  .VC.  [l2mo. 
— pp.  SfS-l  Fhllu. ;  'I'.  H.  Fetorson  &  Bros, 
This  Is  an  exciting  romance,  t  he  heroine  being 
an  heiress  with  a  base  and  Intriguing  guardian, 
A  siHiiwreck  and  nari-ow  esc-fipe,  and  subsequent 
conllnement.Hsa  lunatic,  on  a  false  charge,  add 
to  the  absorbing  and  almost  tr.aglc  Interest  of  the 
story.  The  volume  Is  eiiLranelng  from  ILs  open¬ 
ing, and  will  augment  the  popularity  of  Mrs.  War- 
FIEM). 
The  Squire’s  Letrncy.  A  Novel.  By  .Makv  Ce¬ 
cil  Huy.  iimhor  ot  ”  Old  Middlefon’s  iMciuey,’’ 
Ac.  ISvo.— pp.  172.1  New  Vork  Harper  &  Bros. 
This  volume  (being  No.  ‘155  of  Harpers’  Library 
ol  fielCcT  Novels)  comprises  a  cuiiUal  English  story, 
with  a  rommendably  coufwleid  Ions  and  moral 
hero.  It  Is  one  of  those  woi’ks  which  are  calcu- 
Kited  to  exei’clse  a  salutary  Influence  upon  the 
rcadei’. 
The  Fount  ol  IHorel  j  Or,  Uicholleii  and  Ids  Bi- 
vii's.  Tniiisiuied  iruni  the  French  by  Hen HV  L. 
WiLMAMS.  Jr.  By  ALEX.DrJiAS.  (8vo.— pp.  PK).] 
This  Is  a  cheap  reprint  of  one  of  Du.mas’  very 
Frenchy  sensational  works,  and,  judging  from  the 
picture,  which  emheiUshes  the  front  ot  Its  yellow 
cover,  It  must  prove  sanguinary  reading. 
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LITEEAEY  NOTES. 
Mrs.  olipmant’s  new  novel,  “The  Curate  in 
Charge,”  Is  Izi  be  pnhllsbed  by  the  Uarpens. 
Mr.  Francis  Abboit  writes  of  “The.  Catholic 
Peril  in  America,'’  In  the  Fortnightly  Review. 
Mfss  Amanpa  .M.  DoiuiLASs  h.Ts  written  a  new 
story,  “Nelly  Kliiriard's  Kingdom.”  a  tale  of  home 
life,  which  will  he  imhllslied  by  Lee  a  Shepard. 
The  April  Number  or  the  (ialaxy  eonciliLS  a 
great  variety  of  liileresilng  literature,  and  fully 
rnnlntaln.s  the  high  reputntlnnor  tills  magazine. 
001..  T.  W.  IIiGoiNsoN  has  been  etigagril  to  pre¬ 
pare  “  A  H1st4ir.v  of  the  Growth  and  Development 
ot  the  Public  School  s.\  .stem  of  the  .state  of  Uhode 
Island,"  to  be  sent  to  the  Centennial  Exhibition. 
AsKCONit  volume  of  "Truths  for  To-day,"  by 
Prof.  David  swing,  Is  to  be  prinlcd  by  Jan.sen, 
«Mcciurg  &  Co.,  Chicago.  This  will  comprise  many 
of  his  recent  sermons  to  his  new  congregation.  ’ 
The  ilnal  volume  of  the  new  edition  ot  Mr.  Ban¬ 
croft's  History  will  contain  an  elaborate  Index  of 
about  H  hundred  page.*v  which  Mr.  S.  K.  Crocker 
ot  l>o.8t/)n,  editor  of  The  Literary  Woi'Id,  Is  now 
compiling. 
DON'T  DEINK  TO-NIGHT. 
I  left  my  ruother  at  the  door. 
My  Bi»t«r  si  her  side. 
Their  clasped  hande.  and  loring  looks 
Forbade  Ihelr  doubta  to  hide. 
I  left  and  met  with  comrades  Ray, 
When  the  n)<xin  brouRht  out  her  liRht, 
And  my  loviuR  mother  whispered  me, 
“  Don’t  drink,  my  boy,  to-niuht.” 
Long  years  have  rolled  away  since  then, 
My  Jetty  curls  are  frray. 
But  oh  !  those  words  are  with  me  yet, 
And  will  nol  puss  away. 
I  see  my  mother’s  IovJdr  face, 
With  groodnesH,  radiant  light, 
And  hear  her  words  ring  in  my  ears, 
“  Don’t  drink,  mi'  hoy,  to-night." 
yiy  mother  is  now  resting  sweet 
In  the  graveyanl  on  the  hill ; 
But  her  kind  worils  eooie  back  to  me 
Aud  hnimt  my  njetiKiry  still . 
I’ve  often,  ofU-u  passed  the  cup, 
Oh  !  tlien  my  heart  was  right. 
Because  1  heard  the  warning  words, 
“  Don’t  drink,  my  hoy,  to-night !” 
I’ve  now  passed  down  the  road  of  life. 
And  soon  my  race  is  run ; 
A  mother's  wiirnlng  Ustened  to. 
An  immor^  crown  is  won. 
Oh,  mothers, 'wnth  your  blessed  smile. 
Look  on  your  boya  so  bright, 
And  say  aa  you  alone  can  say. 
“  Don’t  drink,  my  boy,  to-night." 
Those  words  will  prove  u  warning  when. 
In  the  thorny  path  of  life. 
Thy  boy  is  in  the  fzunpter’s  wiles. 
And  warring  in  the  strife. 
Thy  words  will  stop  the  morning  cup. 
And  revelry  nt  night. 
By  whisi.'Cring'  baok  n  mother’s  voice. 
“  Don’t  drink,  my  boy.  to-night” 
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FLOWEES  AT  FUNEEAL8. 
Somebody  has  been  showing  that  the  expense 
of  a  nr.sf.-i'lass  funeral  In  New  York  Is  .something 
over  two  thousand  dollars,  iiionument  and  all.  Of 
this  the  co.si  of  flowers  Is  set  down  <it  a  hundred 
dollan,.  Now.  a  hundred  dollars  spent  In  flowers 
maybe  n  jdeec  ot  extiavagancc  or  economy,  as 
people  fhoose  lo  regard  It.  But  we  venture  to 
say  that  twenty  live  dollars  Jiidtelonsly  expended 
will  make,  we  will  not  s.iy  a  better  display,  but  In 
all  respects  a  more  branllfnl  and  appropriate 
token  ot  esD'ein  luid  agrilion.  Immense  stacks 
Of  flowers  are  bad  enough  in  ehurches,  hut  ul  a 
funeral  they  are  cxlremely  out  of  t,a»lc.  What  Is 
wanted  h.  some,  proper  token  of  alTectlon  on  the 
one  side,  and  on  the  other  some,  .snggestlv  e  sym¬ 
bol  ot  an  unfolding  and  heant.lful  liereatier. 
But  how  sLinds  the  case  when  all  Uistc  and 
slnipUclty,  and  especially  when  all  true  snggest- 
lvrnes,s,  are  saerltlced  to  an  tmmen.se  show? 
Think  or  Lhost!  hideous  crowns  done  up  with  vio¬ 
lets  and  pinks,  whleh  B.  is  safe  to  .sjiy  no  satnt 
would  wear,  to  say  nothing  of  mortals.  And 
think  of  (lowers  hetng  r»acked  t/)getlier  like  so 
many  sardlnosi  beaulinu  pinks  nnd  lilies  enough 
to  occupy  half  the  room  being  gat  hered  tip  tn  the 
compaii.s  of  a  wjnare  fool .  it  is  us  it  a  milliner.  In 
order  to  make  a  big  dlspl.iy  on  opening  day. 
slionld  gather  up  In  some  lingo  bee-hive  200  or  3iK) 
hats  and  featlie.i's,  all  crushed  and  crowded.  In 
order  io  suit  her  fanc.v.  How  would  the  ladles 
like  Unit  as  a  speehnen  of  uste?  But  there 
would  be  mui’h  more  t/ujte  in  it  than  there  is  to 
much  or  1  hl.s  mussing  a  nd  crushing  up  flowers  by 
ns  ranch  as  .a  hat  Is  a  le.s.s  delicate  and  beaiitllnl 
object.  It  miUlnors  could  be  fi.ud  for  such  an 
abomination  as  we  have  spoken  of,  they  would 
prohubly  he  guilty  of  It.  And  this  i*  just  the  real 
trouble  with  the  flortste ;  It  Is  a  question  of  stick¬ 
ing  In  as  many  flowers  as  possible  at  so  much  a 
piece.  And  the  re.snlt  Is  so  much  ugliness,  and  a 
hundred  dollars  to  pay  for  It.— q?id  Sfnte. 
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A  GOOD  EULE. 
THEbest  rule  for  Christian  people  to  oljsorve  Is 
to  tell  lolks  01  only  what  will  give  them  pleasure. 
Whoever  speaks  a  wont  that  caitses  a  heartache, 
sins.  Whoever  disturbs  the  peace  and  tranquility 
Of  a  mind,  even  by  rehearsing  any  perambulating 
gossip,  lessens  the  joy  of  a  life  to  whose  joy  It  Is 
his  duty,  in  Christ  to  minister.  Lite  Is  too  short 
and  joys  too  tew,  for  us  to  mar  the  peace  of  the 
one  nr  lessen  Hie  number  ot  the  other.  If  any 
reader  Ol  these  hues  has  been  in  the  habit  of  tell¬ 
ing  jiei'pln  unpleasant  things,  we  sincerely  hope 
the  periLsal  of  this  article  will  cause  hirn  to  stop 
doing  so.  He  la  taking  Uberile.H  with  human  happi¬ 
ness  that  are  unjustJHahle.  11c  Is  starting  tears 
in  manj'  eyes  and  lllllng  many  hearts  with  hitter 
feelings.  If  he  is  Hioiightlesslndolngthls,  he  Is 
simply  rude ;  It  hl.s  i  iidencss  Ls  s(ileed  with  malice, 
he  bears  close  resemblance  to  one  whose  name  we 
will  not  mention,  but  which  any  one  can  easily 
guess.  “If  .‘itiy  man  among  yon  seem  to  be 
religious  and  brldleth  not  Ills  tongue,  but  de- 
celvcth  Ills  own  heart,  this  man’s  I’chglon  Is  vain, 
— OOttif'ii,  Hffle. 
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U.SEFDi.NEes  and  noble  acts  are  the  most  radiant 
epochs  in  the  biography  Ol  men.  When  wrought 
In  earliest  youth,  Hiey  live  lu  Uic  memory  of  age, 
like  the.  Goru I  islands,  green  and  sunny  amid  the 
melancholy  wa,steof  ocean. 
The  frowns  ot  the  world  are  among  the  bless¬ 
ings  or  the  GhrlHtlan.  The  property  of  tools  .shall 
destroy  them.  “  He  whom  I  kiss,”  said  Judas, 
“  take  him so  when  the  world  kls.8eth.  It  often 
betra.\s. 
