MOORE’S  RURAI.  I^EW-YORKER. 
OST.  7 
S3S 
Tomaso  cauglit  the  sound ;  he  stretched  out  his 
Iiand  as  If  to  clutch  the  ringing  coin,  hut  Teresa 
sprang  between,  turning  a  hashing  face  upon 
Lionel. 
“Wo  are  not  beggars!”  she  exclaimed;  “Iwork 
for  my  bread !” 
“  Will  you  not  let  me  help  you  7”  asked  Lionel, 
In  a  low  l/ono. 
“You  cannot,” she  replied,  in  an  ctpialiy  low 
voice :  and  the  flash  died  out  of  her  face,  tor  Lion¬ 
el’s  lone  wiuH  very  humble  and  his  eyes  had  spoken 
something  to  her  that  her  heart  answered.  She 
gathei  cd  the  money  together  and  put  It  Into  his 
hands. 
“  It  must  not  be,"  said  she,  as  he  sorrowfully 
departed. 
“  'I'hou  art  a  tool,  child  I”  said  Tomaso  cecchl, 
when  Lionel  was  out  of  hearing.  “  These  English 
know  not  what  to  do  with  their  gold,  and  wo 
should  have  been  all  the  bettor  for  It.” 
Jir. 
Slowly  ploddetl  tho  large,  gray  oxen  over  the 
plains  of  tho  Campagna;  lazily  sauntered  tho 
drivers  at  their  side.  Here  and  there  one  heard 
the  sounds  of  merrimeut ;  there  again  were  silent 
tollers;  here  worn-out  laborers  who  had  crept 
into  the  shade  and  fallen  fwleep,  and  above 
Hi, retched  the  blue  heavens,  still  and  cloudless, 
over  tho  gray  and  purple  sweeps  of  far-off  land- 
Hcape,  with  hero  and  there  a  patch  of  sun-gllt 
water. 
All  this  Lionel  saw,  for  he  had  obtained  a  lodg¬ 
ing  in  on(i  of  tho  large  stone  fai  in  houses,  since 
money  will  obtain  anything ;  and  tho  fair,  delicate- 
looking,  generouB  ICngUshman  w’as  popular  among 
the  poor  luilan  peasants. 
Teresa  knew  that  he  was  there,  but  she  avoided 
him;  and  he,  seeing  tills,  only  walched  ker  from 
a  distance,  and  gave  no  token  that  she  was  more 
to  him  than  any  other  laborer  on  tho  vast  plains. 
He  had  seen  'I'amaso  and  liLs  wife  before  he  had 
followed  to  the  f.tinpagua,  and  they  w'ero  amply 
provided  for  during  their  daughfor’a  absence. 
Lionel  Merlon  had  fallen  in  love,  and  he  sat 
down  and  took  the  matter  Into  deliberate  consid¬ 
eration,  His  llrst  thought  was  that  Tcrosa  was  a 
(lueen ;  ht  to  bo  the  wife  of  any  man,  was  his  sec¬ 
ond:  ivliy  not  o(  himself?  wa.s  the  third;  and 
that  she  should  bo,  U  possible,  was  the  fourth. 
Vet  Iiow  to  proceed,  was  tlic  dinieully;  lie  felt, 
with  all  the  keen  seu.sltlveiies.s  of  an  EngJlshman 
to  absurd  situations,  that  ho  was  somewhat  ab¬ 
surdly  placed  at  the  present  moment;  for  Teresa, 
calmly  pursuing  ber  work,  gave  him  no  ojiportu- 
nlly  of  a<ldre.sslug  her  w'lthout  bringing  tlic  eyes 
of  I  lift  multitude  upon  himself  and  the  handsome 
maiden. 
IV. 
Teresa  was  tho  one  to  break  the  silence.  She 
feared  the  pestilential  breath  that  comes  with  the 
chill  blasts  and  heavy  dews  after  tho  burning 
heat  of  the  day  might  take  effect  on  Lionel  Mer¬ 
lon.  She  noted  a  hiaslLudc  and  feverishness  which 
he  imputed  to  his  state  of  mind,  and  suddenly  she 
appeared  before  him. 
“  Signore,  you  w  111  lice  from  hence  or  you  will 
die  1” 
“  And  you  will  have  killed  me,  Teresa.” 
“,\o;  It  Is  the  poisonous  mists  of  the  Cam- 
pagua.” 
“  What  brought  mo  hither  to  breathe  them?” 
ask<id  Lionel,  abruptly. 
“  'I'he  Hlgnorc  forgets  that  I  begged  him  not  to 
tlUuk  of  so  rash  a  scheme,”  replied  Teresa,  evad¬ 
ing  the  (luestloa.  “  k'or  me  who  am  accustomed 
to  the  changes.  It  is  safe ;  for  the  signore  It  Is 
death,  and  he  must  go.” 
"  Whither?” 
“  3aek  to  Frascati,  if  ho  so  wills  It ;  or,  better, 
perhaps,  away  from  Italy." 
“I  cannot  live  away  from  Italy;  It  Is  my  life, 
my  hope;  and  hero  1  can  study  art  and  make  my¬ 
self  a  homo.  Here  1  can  bo  happy,  and  yet  you 
send  me  away !” 
“  I  have  lAild  the  signore  that  1  am  not  fitted 
for  his  wife.  Jtcsldcs,  my  duty  Is  to  my  parents; 
1  must  tend  them  uuill  they  die.” 
“  Yet  you  leave  them  uow  ?  ” 
“only  for  their  benefit.” 
“  It  would  boiieUt  them  more  if  you  were  my 
wife.” 
But  Teresa  shook  her  head  mournfully.  “  ^'on 
e  i.ttj.-isittiK’,"  she  said,  decidedly. 
“  Yet  you  love  me,  'J'eresa  ?” 
“  Yes,”  said  she  with  emotion,  “  but  1  must  do 
my  duty.  1  have  made  a  vow  not  to  marry  so 
long  as  my  parents  live.” 
“  It  Is  a  foolish  vow,"  said  Lionel. 
“  Itlsne.verUielessa  vow,"  she  replied,  firmly, 
“  signore,  you  mast  go.  Addio,  addio  /” 
Kut  as  she  spoke  a  sudden  shivering  seized  her 
the  fever  that  she  had  dreaded  for  Lionel  had 
fallen  upon  herself. 
IV. 
Teresa  had  but  tow  friends  among  tho  laborers 
IQ  the  Campagna;  but  one  woman,  Avhom  Lionel 
recognized  as  belonging  to  Frascati,  was  willing 
enough  to  uudirtake  the  office  of  nurse  lu  cousld- 
cratlon  of  the  lavish  payment  for  It,  and  to  ac¬ 
company  her  liome  when  she  was  out  of  danger. 
Then  Lionel  turned  bis  steps  northward,  seek¬ 
ing  no  Interview,  for  he  know  that  Teresa  was 
firm  In  her  resolution,  and  that  it  would  be  an 
insult  to  her  piety  and  her  sense  of  filial  duly  lo 
attempt  to  shako  it.  8o  he  lia.stened  away,  hop¬ 
ing  by  consUiut  change  and  excitement  to  drive 
her  image  from  his  heart. 
He  passed  the  frontiers,  and  then  t  he  cold  north 
winds  began  to  blow  and  he  could  not  face  them, 
and  Lionel  ilertou  learned  that  his  only  hope  of 
life  was  indeed  In  Italy.  It  seemed  almost  as 
though  Fate  were  bidding  him  return,  and  so  he 
passively  resigned  himself  aud  retraced  by  slow 
stages  the  Avay  to  Frascati,  delaying  as  he  drew 
nearer  and  nearer  to  It,  and  yet  Avlth  everj-  Inten¬ 
tion  of  seeing  Teresa  once  more. 
He  took  up  Ills  re.sldence  at  the  Inn  again,  but 
saw  nothing  of  Teresa,  neither  did  he  hear  of  her 
until,  upon  making  liMpfirles  from  the  Innkeeper, 
he  found  that  immediately  upon  her  return  from 
the  Campagna  her  parents  had  been  taken  111  and 
were  now  Ui  the  hast  st  ages  of  disease,  and  that 
tliey  Avere  poorer  than  ever,  but  Monel  shrank 
from  Intruding,  ulthotigh  he  and  tho  old  Cecchl 
lutd  been  very  friendly. 
Ktlll  Tortfsa  had  a  conscloasness  of  his  presence 
in  tho  consuut  supplies  of  all  needed  for  the  suf¬ 
ferers  at  the  hands  of  the  Innkeeper,  aud  she  did 
not  refuse  them,  for  she  was  almost  worn  out  with 
her  vigil  and  perhaps  regarded  this  UHexpectA»d 
assistance  as  an  ansAver  to  her  prayers,  aud  there¬ 
fore  not  to  be  Hung  ungratefully  aside. 
«••••• 
And  then  came  the  end.  Tho  Death  Angel 
closed  the  old  man’s  eyes  and  the  mourner  carried 
lilm  to  hts  gra\’c— soon  to  be  followed  by  the  Avife 
AVhti  h!id  Journeyed  with  him  through  tho  Avorld 
And  then  Tere.SA  w.aa  left  an  orjihan,  alone  in  tho 
Avortd-  And  then  Lionel  Merton  once  more  said : 
“  Teresa,  you  love  me  ?” 
Aud  Teresa  replied,  as  she  had  done  before, 
“  Yes.”  Hut  this  time  she  added,  “  The  vow  that 
parl.ed  us  Is  aeeoinpllshed,  and  1  am  no  longer 
forbidden  to  be  your  wife.”— ./mu  lioiwmir, 
- - - - - - — 
THE  PEOSPECTS  OF  TRADE. 
TiiKKK  has  been  so  much  said  about  t.ho  im¬ 
provement  In  business  that  Sjficcr  has  taken  pains 
tolntervlGAV  the  members  of  leading  brandies  of 
business  in  the  city  with  a  view  of  obtaining  prac¬ 
tical  and  reliable  information.  The  result  of  the 
Incjulry  Into  each  branch  of  tnule  Is  given  below : 
lu  the  oyster  busluess  the  fall  openings  have 
been  successful. 
Dealers  In  Indigo  are  looking  blue. 
The  h-attera  say  tho  greatest  Interest  Is/Wfln 
their  business. 
Crockery  trade  does  not  Avaut  a  smaslilng  busi¬ 
ness  Ro  much  as  a  safe  one. 
Tho  dl-itlllcrs  say  tho  Presidential  election  will 
be  a  spirited  contest. 
Paradoxical  as  It  may  appear,  the  ready-made 
clothing  trade,  although  In  favor  of  keeping  open 
Eixires,  aro  not  opposed  to  a  “  close  up”  move. 
Tea  dealers  think  something  steep  avUI  be  done 
111  that  article. 
“  Exteusioiis"  continue  to  he  made  In  the  milk 
business. 
The  bakers  need  much  and  continue  to  look  for 
a  rise. 
llackmcn  rejiort  their  business  to  bo  drtvlng  at 
this  seasion. 
On  tho  other  hand,  dealers  In  paper,  pens,  and 
arllelcs  for  eouullng-housc  use,  say  their  trade  Is 
stationary. 
Kubber  dealers  report  great  elasticity  and  tboso 
Avho  have  guita  pereba  sir  claim  Avater  proof  it  Is 
of  good  buslni‘s.s. 
Lead  1.H  heavy  as  ever  this  season.  Several  deal¬ 
ers  Avho  have  compromised  A\dlh  their  creditors, 
say  they  “  brought  their  jilgs  to  a  bad  market.” 
The  sole  repoil,  from  tho  shoo  trade  Is  that 
every  movement  on  loot  will  impi’ove  its  prospects. 
The  canvas  of  the  artists  shoAvs  that  they  are 
getting  on  easlc-y. 
Whether  t  ho  butchers  avUI  stay  here  or  not  avp. 
cannot  say,  but  many  of  them  are  looking  for 
fresh  quarters,  aud  say  they  cannot  sell  Avlthout 
fairly  slaughtering  their  merchandise. 
Barbers  reiiort  a  close  shave  during  tho  sum¬ 
mer,  and  that  but  Icav  of  tbelr  customers  come  to 
the  scratch. — Husum  Oom.  lUUMIn. 
- - - 
HAD  NO  FUN  IN  HIM. 
One  of  the  members  of  tho  Methodist  Confer¬ 
ence,  recently  hold  here,  was  out  for  a  Avalk  at  an 
early  hour  one  morning,  and  while  on  Howard 
street  ho  encountered  a  strapping  big  fcllOAv,  Avho 
Avas  druAVlng  a  wagon  to  the  blacksmith  shop. 
“  Caleb  hold  here  and  help  me  down  to  the  shop 
with  this  Avagou  and  I’ll  buy  the  AvhlSkey  I”  called 
the  big  fellow. 
“  1  never  drink,”  solemnly  replied  tne  good  man. 
“  Well,  .A’ou  can  take  a  cigar.” 
“  1  never  smoko.” 
The  man  dropped  the  Avagon  tongue,  looked 
hard  at  tlie  member  and  asked : 
“  Don’t  you  claMv  v” 
“A'o,  sir,”  Avas  the  decided  reply. 
“  You  must  get  mighty  lonesome,”  mused  the 
teamsler. 
“  1  guess  Fm  all  right— I  feel  fii-st-rate.” 
“I'll  bet  you  even  that  I  can  lay  you  on  your 
back,”  remarked  the  teamster.  “  come  now,  let’s 
Avarm  up  a  little." 
“  1  never  bet.” 
“  Well,  leCs  take  each  other  down  for  fun,  then. 
You  are  as  big  as  I  am,  and  I’ll  give  you  the  under 
bold.” 
“  1  never  have  fun,”  solemnly  vnsAvered  [tho 
member. 
“  Well,  I’m  going  to  tackle:  you  anj-way.  Here 
we  go !” 
’i’he  teamster  slid  up  and  endeaA'ored  to  get  a 
neck  hold,  but  he  had  only  just  eommciieed  to  tool 
about  Avhen  he  Avas  lifted  clear  off  .the  grass  and 
slaminea  against  a  tree-box  Avlth  such  force  that 
he  gasped  half  a  dozen  times  before  he  could  get 
his  breath. 
“  Now  you  keep  aAvay  from  me!”  exclaimed  the 
minister,  picking  up  his  caue. 
“Bust  me  If  I  don’t!”  replied  tho  teamster,  as 
he  edged  off.  “  What’s  the  use  In  lying  and  say¬ 
ing  that  you  didn’t  have  any  fun  lu  you  Avhen 
you're  chuck  full  of  It !  Blame  It !  you  Avanted  to 
i  break  my  back,  didn't  you  l”— Detroit  Free  Fress. 
LORD  HOUGHTON  ON  THE  UNITED  STATES. 
Amkricasb  are  growing  more  like  one  another 
and  all  more  like  Europeans.  The  late  terrible 
OA'cnts  have  had  a  palpable  effect  In  sobering 
down  the  vivacity,  In  cheeking  the  familiarity,  In 
dignifying  the  demeanor  of  the  eomraunlty.  Y'ou 
hardly  meet  AAlth  a  man  of  mature  life  who  has 
not  been  under  arms  on  one  side  or  the  other,  and 
the  general  inllltary  bearing  Is  conspicuous.  There 
is  none  of  the  very  natural  garrulity  of  the  olden 
time,  which  sprang  from  a  good-natured  curiosity 
os  to  the  conditions  of  existence  in  what  was  al¬ 
most  another  planet,  but  Avhlch  Is  noAV  familiar 
to  tliousaiids.  The  general  cimmodlousness  also 
affords  no  opening  for  the  small  comments  and 
dlHcusslon.s  incidental  to  the  discomforts  and 
chances  of  travel  In  a  less  civilized  country.  The 
rallAvay  carriages  are  supplied  with  conveniences 
to  which  ours  arc  strangers ;  Indcetl,  iced  water 
l.s  not  a  luxury  but  n  necessity,  Avlilch  the  Ameri¬ 
cans  most  sadly  miss  In  a  European  summer ;  tho 
unexampled  clcanllnes.s  of  the  masses  (In  Phila¬ 
delphia  Jiloue  the  towns  supply  water  for  forty 
thousand  baths,  most  of  them  In  what  wc  should 
call  artlsaus’  dAvcUlngs)  carrlca  aa  HIi  It  a  phys¬ 
ical  self-respect  that  iireservcs  a  general  deco¬ 
rum,  and  the  offensive  h.ablt,  of  Avhlch  so  much 
has  been  said,  but  which  was  lathe  United  .States 
just  the  same  and  no  more  thau  in  Germany  and 
In  other  tx)baceo- smoking  populations,  is  now 
kept  under  due  restraint,  and  there  Is  nothing  to 
rewind  usof  the  Anicrican  traveler  of  some  tAventy 
year.s  ago,  who  was  so  Indignant  at  the  affecta¬ 
tion  and  prudery  of  English  men  and  Avomcn  in 
tills  respecr,  that  though,  as  he  stated,  hts  medical 
adviser  had  desln;d  him  to  abstain  from  It  in  con- 
scfiueiiec  ol  his  consumptive  tendency,  he  never 
lost  an  nppijrtunlty  of  pnicUslug  It  In  England  to 
sUoAv  liLs  contempt  for  our  aristocratic  Insolence. 
The  Iru  vclcr  has  uollihig  (o  gminble  about  except 
the  exiieuse  of  the  hack-«iirrl.agpa,  which  ho  will 
compare  avIUi  our  cabs,  Avhoroas  they  really  cor- 
resjund  to  tlic  .///fj/  LoiuUia  <Di<trtcrti/, 
CIjc  ^Ciifrarir  Mo  dir. 
0  ^ 
RECENT  LITERATURE, 
Lotlers  DcacrlptlA'i'  «if  L'ciitrnl  ntissisHlppI, 
Ciiliij'iled  by  ,M.  U,  Hii.ltahk,  «iu1  jiubliaUcil  at 
McComb  City,  MJbs.  (Pai't-r.— I'j'.  203.) 
Abb  Who  are  Intorciitod  in  the  portion  of  the 
country  described  will  Hud  thc^e  letters  quite  val¬ 
uable.  SlailsUcal  and  chatty  roo  aro  their  proper 
name,  and  any  one  who  contemplates  a  move  Into 
a  neAV  district  Avould  do  well  to  read  this  pam¬ 
phlet  before  deciding  uiiou  the  locality. 
The  Iron  Trail.  By  A  0.  AVuEEbEii.  New  York: 
E.  B.  rmtiTMon. 
This  Is  a  little  pamphlet,  beautifully  Illustrated 
aud  neatly  prlnu;d  on  eleg.ant  tinted  paper.  It  Is 
AVTltteu  cvldonlly  as  a  first-class  puff  of  certain 
Western  railroads  aud  their  lands,  but  In  Nvu 
CKiNKbE'8  happlast  vieu.  In  this  Avork  he  shows 
an  ability  to  praise  railroads  almost  equal  to  bis 
talent  for  abufslug  acloi’S  and  plays. 
United  Staten  NcAVepnpcr  Directory.  Chicago: 
U.  A.  Cook  &  Co. 
This  Is  a  useful  book  to  publlshei's  and  news¬ 
paper  advertisers.  It  gives  the  name,  style  and 
circulation  of  the  newspapers  of  the  L’^rilted  States, 
and  appeal's  to  have  been  compiled  Avlth  much 
care.  Messrs,  cook  &  Co,  deserve  great  credit  for 
their  enterprise. 
- ^  » 
COMING  EVENTS, 
ScRiBNKu  &  CO.  promise  some  pleasant  surprises. 
A  new  novel  by  Dr.  UobbANii,  “Nicholas  -Mln- 
turn,”  “  Twcl  VC  Hours  with  the  Microscope  ”  avIU 
bo  a  series  of  papero  contributed  by  Sochia  B. 
Herrick,  and  haud-somely  Illustrated.  “  Sketches 
01  Foreign  Travel,”  by  Gen.  McCbKbbAN.  Prof. 
Pkoci'ok  has  commenced  a  series  of  papers  lu  “  St. 
Nicholas,”  “The  Stars  of  the  Mouih,”  which  prom¬ 
ise  to  be  a  gi;eat  feature. 
A  NEW  chlug  from  Boston:  The  ttiachers  are  en¬ 
deavoring  by  the  free  use  of  pamphlets  to  popu¬ 
larize  tho  metric  system  of  welghus  and  meas¬ 
ures.  The  propaganda  Is  under  the  direction  of 
the  Amorleau  Metric  Bureau. 
Kev.  En  W.4K1)  A  BBO'JT  hos  in  preparation  a  series 
of  books  for  young  folks.  They  Avlll  be  warmly 
welcomed  by  all  wno  ai-e  familiar  with  tbe  pecu¬ 
liar  gifts  of  his  pen.  and  especially  as  a  grateiul 
change  from  the  hlglfiy  seusadonal  literature  on 
AVhlch  the  Juvenile  mlud  has  been  accustomed  to 
teed.  The  books  avih  combine  practical  Instruc¬ 
tion  and  entoruilnmenc,  somcAvnat  alter  the  char¬ 
acter  ol  the  f amoas  “  Hollo  ”  and  “  Franeouiu  ” 
stories  or  his  lather. 
AbiiERT  WEbbEs  of  the  Society  Library,  N.  Y.,  Is 
about  to  publish  the  “  Pedigree  and  History  of  the 
Washington  Family.”  This  aviU  be  authentic. 
Thk  Domestic  Monthly,  published  by  Bi.ake  & 
CO.,  6-fii  Broadway,  is  au  excellent  publication,  de¬ 
voted  to  fashion,  etc. 
TuK  AVorld  Publishing  House,  130  Eighth  St.,  N. 
Y.,  Is  Issuing  some  marvelously  cheap  editions  of 
standard  authors.  They  aviu  shortly  begin  tuc 
publication  of  a  new  child’s  paper,  Chatterbox, 
Junior,  Avhlch  will  be  handsomely  Illustrated,  aud 
proA'e  a  neiv  source  of  pleasure  to  the  young  folks. 
JAS.  H.  Osoooi)  &,  Co.,  Boston,  aro  preparing  a 
very  tempting  programme  for  the  fall  and  winter. 
TiCKNOit’s  Lite  Is  deUghtful  reading.  LoNOFEb- 
bow’s  editorial  venture.  Poems  of  Places,  promises 
to  be  charming.  The  “  Little  classic  "  Series  grow 
,  even  more  rich  and  varied  as  they  advance. 
FOUR  DESTINIES. 
A  WIDOWED  mother  sat  one  niKht, 
AA’rapped  in  the  rIow  of  the  ingle-liifht, 
AVith  four  brave  Bona  about  her  chair, 
Gentle  and  truthful,  a«  they  were  fair. 
A  Berloiw  thuuirht  was  In  her  brain. 
She  turned  it  o’er,  avaiu  and  again  j 
O,  that  1  know  what  wan  in  atore, 
AATiou  I’m  dead  and  irone,  for  thcBC  brave  boys  four ! 
She  looked  in  the  Arc— folk  say  that  f.atc 
Often  glares  out  from  the  iugle-grate— 
AVhon  aometliing  said  to  her  “  Pnt  tho  qucBl’, 
What  would  they  each  do  for  the  bent." 
She  turned  her  round,  and  called  the  boys 
From  their  hoiioahold  humors,  their  household  Joys, 
To  sit  beside  her.  aud  give  their  thought 
To  the  question  tho  flro  in  her  brain  had  wrought. 
"Pray  tell  me,  my  children  four,  my  pride  ! 
.Sitting  hero  by  the  inglc^sldo, 
What  would  yon,  each  of  you,  like  to  be 
lu  the  coming  time— in  futurity  ?” 
"  I,"  said  TertiuB,  "  would  wish  to  bo 
A  municipal  dignitary. 
And  ride  abroad  In  a  glldod  coach. 
All  men  bowing  when  1  approach !” 
“  And  I,"  cried  Ibayard,  "  would  rather  be 
A  chief  in  the  delde  of  chivalry ; 
Would  wear  the  warrior’s  laurel-wreath, 
AS'on  from  the  foe  In  the  face  of  death  !’’ 
Now  Kpakc  Horace—”  O !  let  me  bo 
A  voice  In  the  halls  of  minstrelsy, 
Aud  sing  to  the  world  of  nobler  things 
Than  jwjrtaln  to  heroes,  or  civic  kings  !" 
Buuyan  was  silent,  "  ’Tie  your  turn  uow," 
I'hc  mother,  with  u  mirions  brow ; 
He  wrote  on  tho  slate  but  said  not  a  word— 
"  lyOt  me,  like  Samuel,  strive  for  the  Lord !  ” 
The  gleam  of  Joy  In  her  face  that  shone, 
AVfts  a  thing  for  the  aaintn  to  look  u]>on ; 
Her  glance  went  up.  high  overhead. 
And  those  were  the  only  words  she  said : 
"  Ah,  well !  my  children  four,  my  pride  ! 
Seated  here  by  the  iuglo-side, 
I.abor  and  wait  .—Good-night !  good-night !” 
And  they  went  to  their  beds  In  the  pale  moonlight. 
Tertius  mounted  with  stepK  elate 
The  throne  of  his  hopes,  aud  ruled  in  stale ; 
AVas  king  for  an  Uour— then  sat  liim  down, 
A  thing  forgotten  by  half  the  town. 
Bayard,  brave  in  his  young  life’s  prime. 
The  sword  uusUcathed  in  a  foreign  clime  ;- 
Aud.  lighting  fell,  with  the  swelling  cheers 
Of  victory  ringing  in  his  cars. 
Horace  laid  his  hand  on  the  lyre, 
The  Strings  they  thrilled  with  a  hidden  Are— 
Ills  voiot!  was  heard  in  the  halls  of  fame. 
And  tho  world  paid  tribute  to  his  name. 
Iiiinyan  followed  where  duty  led. 
At  His  fwt  who  for  sinners  His  dear  blood  shed : 
Souls  were  his  glory— bouIb  he  won, 
Aud  the  choir  of  Eternity  snug—"  AYell  done  !’’ 
HOW  TO  DISCOURAGE  YOUR  PASTOR. 
1.  Hear  him  “  noAV  and  then.”  Drop  In  a  llttlo 
late.  1)0  not  slag ;  do  not  find  the  te.xt  In  your 
Bible,  If  you  take  a  little  sleep  during  the  ser¬ 
mon,  so  much  the  beT.ts)r, 
Si.  Notice  carefully  any  slip  he  makes  while  you 
areaAvake;  point  out  tho  dull  port1on.s  to  your 
children  and  friends;  It  will  come  around  to  him. 
3.  Censure  his  offbrts  at  u-sefulness;  deplore 
his  want  of  common  .sense;  lot  him  know  that 
you  Avou’t  help  him  bcoaiiso  A.  B.  does,  because 
you  were  not  first  consulted,  or  because  you  did 
not  start  the  plan  yourself. 
4.  Let  him  know  the  follies  and  sins  of  his  hcar- 
ere.  Show  him  hOAv  much  he  overrates  them  and 
tell  him  their  adverse  crlilelsmson  Llmsclf. 
6.  Tell  him  when  he  calls  what  a  stranger  he  Is ; 
hoAv  his  iiredeces.sor3  uscvl  to  drop  In  for  an  hour’s 
chat  aud  hOAV  much  you  liked  them. 
c.  occasionally  get  up  a  Utile  gaiety  for  tho 
young  folks.  This  avUI  be  lound  very  effectual 
about  the  communion  season.  ••  There  Is  a  time 
to  dance.” 
7.  Give  him  no  intimation  when  you  are  111;  of 
course  he  should  know ;  and  your  offended  dig¬ 
nity,  when  he  comes  to  see  you,  avUI  render  his 
visit  pleasant.  On  no  account  Intimate  your  re¬ 
covery. 
8.  Itcqulre  him  to  sAvell  the  pomp  of  every  Im¬ 
portant  occasion  unless,  indeed,  there  are  pruden¬ 
tial  reasons  for  passing  him  over. 
3.  If  he  Is  always  lu  his  pulpit  clamor  for  stran¬ 
gers.  If  he  has  pubUc  duties  and  sometimes  goes 
abroad,  complain  that  he  Is  never  at  home. 
Patient  coutluuauce  In  courses  like  these,  modi¬ 
fied  according  to  circumstances,  has  been  known 
not  only  to  tU.scourage  but  to  ruin  the  usefulness 
and  break  the  spirit  of  inliilslcr.s ;  to  send  them 
off  to  other  charges  aud  often  to  their  graves. 
Those  AVho  desire  to  avoid  such  results  should 
avoid  the  practice  of  such  things  as  are  here  re- 
lerred  to.  Let  us  “  help  one  another.” 
Sin  Is  to  bo  overcome,  notsoimichby  maintain¬ 
ing  a  direct  opposition  ro  It  as  by  cultivating  op- 
po.sltc  principles.  Would  you  kill  the  Aveeds  la 
your  garden,  plant  It  with  good  seed;  It  tho 
ground  be  well  occupied  there  will  be  less  need 
of  the  labor  of  the  hoe.  If  a  man  wished  to  quench 
fire,  be  might  fight  It  with  hJs  hands  tlUheAvas 
burned  to  death ;  the  only  Avay  is  to  apply  an  op¬ 
posite  element.— -ind/'cto  Fidler. 
- - ♦  ♦  »  .  ■  ■■  — 
Sinful  omissions  lead  to  sinful  commissions. 
