" He shakes his sack,—tho magic sack! 
Amazed the widow gazes! 
Ho, ho, the chimney’s lull of wood ! 
Ha, ha, tho wood it blazes ! 
Ho, ho! ha, lia! tho merry Are! 
It sputters and it crackles! 
Snap, snap! flash, flash ! old oak and a*h 
Send out a million sparkles. 
The stranger sits upon his sack 
Beside the chimney-corner. 
And rubs his hands before tho brands, 
And smiles on Mrs. Warner. 
Him feels her heart beat fust with fear; 
But what can be the danger? 
" Can I do aught for you, kind sir?” 
“I’m hungry !'* quoth the stranger. 
“ Alas !" said she, " I have no food 
For boiling or for baking !” 
*' I’ve food," quoth he, “ for you and me 1" 
And gave his sack a shaking. 
Out rattled knives, ami forks, and spoons ! 
Twelve eggs, potatoes plenty! 
One large soup dish, two plates of fish, 
And bread enough for twenty ! 
Young men, you are the architects of your own 
strength of body and soul; take for your star self- 
reliance, faith, honesty and Industry; Inscribe on 
your banner, luck Is a fool, pluck Is a hero. Don't 
take too much advice, keep at your helm, and steer 
your own ship, and remember the great art of 
commanding Is to take a fair share or the work. 
Don’t practice too much humanity, think well of 
yourself, strike out, assume your own position; 
put potatoes tn your cart over a rough road and 
the small ones go to the bottom; rise above t he 
envious and Jealous, tire above the mark you in¬ 
tend to hit; energy, Invincible determination, 
with a right motive, are the levers that move the 
world; don't, drink, don’t chew, don't smoke, don’t 
THE WONDERFUL SACK. 
SORT OF WOMEN THAT MEN ADMIRE 
The following is one of the many good things con¬ 
tained in a very interesting book Just published by 
Lee & SaiFAiiu of Boston, entitled “Young Folks’ 
Readings, for Hocial and Public Butertuinment.” This 
wsr written by 1. T Tnownntimic; 
The apple boughs half hid the house 
Where lived the lonely widow; 
Behind it stood the chestnut wood. 
Before It spread the meadow. 
(AN APPEAL BY CEI.IE, MELIK AND VELIE.) 
We are three tender, clinging things 
With palpitating natures, 
We can’t endure that gentlemen 
Should think of us ns creatures, 
Who dress like frights, and want their rights, 
Or business to attend to. 
Or have their v lews, or ark the news. 
Or anythiug that, men do. 
Oh ! listen, valued gentlemen, 
Don’t let yourselves lie. blinded; 
We’re not estranged, we’re no way changed. 
And not tho least strong-minded. 
We can’t abide careers and thingB. 
We never touch an ism; 
We couldn’t stand outside a sphere, 
Nor do a syllogism. 
We don’t enjoy rude health, like some. 
Nor mans li independence; 
We’re helpless as three soft-shelled crabs. 
Without some male attendants. 
We need—O, how we need—a guide, 
Secure, his views obtaining. 
Of what to like, and where to step, 
And whether it is raining. 
And when we roam, we wait for him 
To point, with many strictures. 
The landscape out, and say, “ Behold !’’ 
•Just as they do in pictures. 
We’re trust ing—con tiding— 
Too easily we’rr. blinded. 
We’re clinging and banging— 
And truly feeble-minded. 
We’d die before we'd learn a trade, 
We’d scorn to go to college. 
We know (from parsing Milton) how 
Unfembilne. is knowledge. 
But we, we do naught but cling, 
As on the oak the vine did; 
And we know nothing but to love; 
Indeed, we’re feeble-minded. 
And Rachel, calming her surprise. 
As well as she was able, 
Haw, following these, two roasted geese, 
A tea-urn, a.nd a table ! 
Strange, was It not? each dish was hot; 
, Not oven a plain was broken; 
The cloth wan laid, aud all arrayed. 
Before a word was spoken! 
“Hit up! sit Up ! and we will sup. 
Dear madam, while we’re able !’’ 
Hnid she, " The room is poor and small 
For snch a famous table !” 
Again tho stranger shakes Ihe sack; 
Tho walls begin to rumble! 
Another shake ! tho rafters quake! 
You’d think the roof would tumble! 
Hbako, shako! the room grows high and largo. 
The walls arc painted over ! 
Shake, shake! out fall four chairs, in all, 
A bureau, and a sofa! 
WINTJ3K EVENING AM ITSK M F.NTH. - No. 1 
swear, don’t,deceive, don't mul novels, don't,marry 
until you C-m support a wife, he in. earnest, bo self- 
reliant,, be generous, bo civil, read the papers, ad¬ 
vertise your business, mako money and do good 
with It, lovo your God and fellow-man, love truth 
and virtue, lovo your country and obey Its laws. 
.She had no money lu her till; 
She was too poor to borrow;, 
With her lame leg who oould not beg; 
And no one cheered her sorrow. 
She had no wood lo cook her food, 
And but one chair to sit in; 
Last year she lost a eow, that cost 
A whole year's steady knitting. 
She had worn her lingers to the bone 
Her back was growing double; 
Ono day the pig tore lip her wig, 
But that's not half her trouble. 
Tho stranger stops to wipe the sweat 
That down Dirt face i« (dreaming. 
“ Sit up ! sit; up! and wo will sup,” 
Quoth he, “ while all is steaming!" 
Tho widow hobbled on her crutch; 
He kindly sprang to aid her. 
” All this,” said she, “ is too much forme!’’ 
Quoth he, ” We’ll have a waiter !" 
WALKING, 
“You have seen men shuffle, hohble, slouch, 
swing, stride, pound; here was a man who could 
walk. He was straight, without stiffness; his 
head turned easily as he moved, and Ills eyes 
took In all that went on. All his motions were 
easy, unconscious, without halt or haste. He did 
not tramp, but his arms ami his feet went, straight 
forward in perfect ttrne and tune and seemed to 
consume the distance; though he walked quite 
leisurely you had to quicken your pace not to rail 
behind him. The. street seemed to roll buck 
under his feet, and as he went before you tho 
roar of the city turned to martial music and the 
tramp of marching hosts.’’ 
When we read tills description of tho walking 
of RoriNF.Y Mavukiok. In Scribner's Monthly, we 
thought to how many men of every hundred 
would It bo applicable; or, in other words, what 
percentage of men are good walkers. Wo do not 
moan rapid walkers, or enduring walkers, but 
easy-moving, graceful, natural walkers, who 
move as it it, were a pleasure, not a labor; as if 
in them the bones and muscles and Joints were 
used to carry out the purposes for which they were 
created. Wo have never had the acquaintance 
of but one man wbo seemed to thoroughly under¬ 
stand tne Philosophy of Walking. He was an 
Irishman, six feet four Inches high, well built, 
nod healthy, strong and lull-chested. A man of 
liberal education, who had served many years as 
an olllcer In the British army, and seemed to have 
made pedestrluntsm a study. When he went up 
tho street It was a sight worth seeing. There was 
no jerking or twisting, hut his body went on with 
a motion US straight-forward and Steady as tr he 
had been on wheels. Ills average speed wus about 
three and u-halt or Tour in lies an hour, but six 
wore easily accomplish 'd when necessary. Ills 
w as not the measured tramp ol a soldier, wit h an 
interval of rest at each step, but a continuous 
motion forward—every Joint, hip, knee, ankle and 
toe working in Its appropriate, and relative time. 
We have seen many good walkers, but "the col¬ 
onel” was the best or all. 
We know there aro many things In the daily 
lives of many of us that are not subservient to 
to perfection In this direction, hut we know, tho, 
that a little attention and care would be repaid 
tenfold. AS a rule, Americans do not walk enough. 
In the cities the street cars furnish a too con¬ 
venient opportunity to ride, and In tho country 
the horse and buggy are brought Into requisition 
many times when it would be better lor the owner 
If they were lert. at home. To expand the lungs 
and set the blood dancing through the veins—to 
give a vibration to the nerves and muscles—to 
equalize the temperature of tho whole body, and 
to put one in the best condition ror either work 
or play, there is nothing equal to a brisk walk. 
We have often thought lx some of the money 
3 pent at our agricultural horse races would not 
he better applied if good prizes were offered lor 
tne best, walkers—not the fastest, merely, but 
taking into consideration as well ease of carriage 
and gentleness of motion. A few prizes offered 
would put hundreds of young men in training, 
and not those alone wno won t he money would 
be beneflted. 
A ROSY AVENGER ON SKATES, 
Shako, shako, olco moro ! and from tho sack 
Out, popped a little, fellow, 
With elbows taro, bright eyes, sleek hair, 
And trousers,' striped with yellow. 
His legs were short, his body plump, 
His cheek was like a cherry; 
He turned three timer; he pave a .]umr>. 
His laugh rang loud and merry ! 
He placed his hand upon his heart, 
And scraped and bowed so handy ! 
” Your humble servant, sir," he. said, 
Like any little, dandy. 
The widow laughed a lone, loud laugh, 
And up she started, screaming; 
When ho ! and lo I the room was dark !— 
She’d been asleep and dreaming! 
The stranger and his magic sack. 
The dishes and tin, Usher, 
The geese and things had taken wings. 
Like riches, or like witches ! 
An Amazon on skates can cut a prettier figure 
than an 8. A group of lassies were skating mer¬ 
rily on the river near omro, w'ls,, when a noisy, 
graceless scamp appeared upon t he ice arid, began 
to annoy them in many ways, so persistent were 
his persecutions that Ihe girls were resolving Lo 
takeoff their skate,sand go home, when tlicuven- 
ger gilded from tho opposite bank. It, was only a 
girl—a coy, rosy, slender girl. She went up to 
the young scapegrace, and seizing him by the 
collar dumped him upon the let. She handled 
him as she would a feather duster. She took off 
her dainty glove and cuffed his cars till ho roared 
for help. Sho dragged him along t,lio lcc and roll¬ 
ed him Into a snowbank, Hliu also said something. 
Sho remarked that if he ever troubled them again 
there would bo a coroner’s Inquest on the river. 
Her best, black gown was faded brown 
Her shots wore all lu tatters, 
With not a pair fur Huudny wear: 
Said she, " It little matters! 
“ Nobody asks mo now to ride; 
My garments are not fitting. 
And with my crutch I care not much 
To hobble off to meeting. 
” I still preserve, my Testament, 
And though the .lets are missing. 
And LttUr is tern, and Hebrews worn. 
On Sunday ’tls ft blessing. 
" And other days f open it > 
Before me oil the table. 
And there 1 sit, and read, and knit. 
As long as I am able.” 
One evening she bail closed the hook, 
But still (die sat there knitting, 
" Meow-meow I" complained the old black cat; 
“ Mow-mew !" the spotted kitten. 
And on the hearth, with sober mirth, 
“ Chirp, chirp !" replied the cricket. 
’Twas dark, -but hark ! “ Bow-ow !’’ tho bark 
Of Hunger at the wicket! 
FOR AND ABOUT WOMEN 
Mas. Victokia gets only $820 a day. She ought 
to go Into the operatic business. 
Tub Grand Duchess of Saxe Weimar has the 
richest col lection of rubles In the world. 
A thief in Troy grabbed a lady’s satchel and 
ran. She pursued ancl caught, him, bent, him over 
an ash-box in an alley and broke two of his ribs. 
Mrs. Adelaide Murdoch, auut of the late 
lamented Harry Murdoch, the young actor who 
lost his life at the fearful catastrophe in Brook¬ 
lyn, Is lecturing. 
It Is a harrowing spectacle to see a man who 
has been mar ried but a yeartrudglng along with 
a carpet-bag and an umbrella, en route to join 
the Servian army, 
A ore at deal has been written about sisterly 
love, but you just find a slater who will give up a 
rocking-chair and a new dime novel to the best 
brother Jo the world. 
A Philadelphia shoe merchant wrote to his 
wife that he had become aeon vert, to cremation, 
and she said:—"Goahead; have your ashesgre- 
turned C. o. D. to me," 
A man who Jumped overboard recently to save 
ids wife from drowning has explained the matter 
satisfactorily to his friends, no said she had a 
good deal of jewelry oh her person and gold was 
high. 
Mrs. Coleman, t lie daughter of 8enat/rr Critten¬ 
den or Kentucky, and the translator Of the Inter¬ 
minable Muhlbach novels, Is a tall, majestic per¬ 
son, strikingly like her distinguished father In 
feature. She lives In Washington. 
In London, Lug., a female lawyer has just been 
awarded by the Council of University College the 
Joseph Hume scholarship In Jurisprudence. She 
Is making her way In such active business at the 
law as is allowed to persons who are not called to 
the bar; and women are not permitted to prac¬ 
tice there as yet. 
Gnus, it seems, aro by nature more Inclined to 
untruth fulness than boys; but this Inclination is 
really very ott-en the result of moral cowardice, a 
defect which, It may he said. Is as common to 
boysand men as to girls and women. Arnongmen 
the practice of falsehood Is, perhaps, not more 
rare than among women, but it Is apt to take a 
less harmless form. 
All, all was gone ! Hhe sat alone; 
Her hands had dropped tli»ir knitting. 
" Meow-meow!” tho cat upon the mat; 
“ Mew-mow I mew-mew !” the kitten. 
The hearth is bleak —and hark ! the creak 
“ Chirp, chirp I" the. lonesome cricket. 
” Bow-ow !" says Ranker to tho moon; 
The wind is at the wicket. 
Is Ranger burking at the moon ? 
Or what can be the matter? 
What trouble now ? “ Bow ow! 
Hhe hears the old gate clatter. 
And still she sits, and an she knits, 
She ponders o’er the vision; 
“ I saw it written on the sack, 
* A Cube in /ul Dm position.’ 
“ 1 know God sent tho dream, and meant 
To teach t his useful lesson, 
That out of peace and pure content 
Springs every earthly blessing!” 
Kaid she, “ I’ll make the rack my own ! 
I’ll shake away all sorrow !" 
Hhe shook the suck for me to-day; 
She’ll shake for you to-morrow. 
“ It is the wind that bangs the gate, 
And I must, knit my stocking !” 
But hush !—what’s that? Rat-tat I rat 
Alas I there’s some one knocking! 
" Dear me! dear me I who can it bn ? 
Where, where is my cruteh-hamilo ?" 
She rubs a match with hasty scratch, 
She cannot light.thc candle ! 
Itat-tat! scratch, scratch ’ the worthless match I 
Tho cat growls in the corner. 
Rat-tat ! scratch, scratch ' Up flies the latch,— 
“ Good evening, Mrs. Warner !" 
She shakes out hope; and Joy, and peace, 
And happiness come after; 
She shakes out smiles for all the world, 
She shakes out love and laughter. 
For poor ancl rich,—no matter which,— 
For young folk* or for old folks, 
For strong and weak. Tor proud and mr<%, 
For warm folks and for cold folks ; 
For children coining home from schoel. 
And sometimes for the teacher; 
For white arid blnck,, ho shakes the sack,- 
In short, for every creature. 
And everybody who has grief, 
The sufferer and the mourner, 
From far and near, come now to hear 
Kind words from Mrs. Warner. 
They go to her with heavy hearts, 
They come away with light ones; 
They go to her with cloudy brows. 
They come a way with bright ones. 
The kitten spits and lifts her back, 
Her eyes glare on the stranger; 
The old cat’s, tail riffs big and black; 
Loud barks tho old dog Ranger! 
Blue burns at last the tardy match, 
And dim the randlo glimmers. 
Along the floor beside the door 
The cold white moonlight shimmers. 
“ Sit down the widow gives her chair. 
“Get out!" she says to Ranger. 
“ Alas! I do not know your name." 
“ No matter!" quoth the stranger, 
His limbs are strong, his beard Is long, 
HiB hair is dark and wavy; 
Upon his back he bears a sack; 
Hia staff is stout and heavy. 
“ My way is lost, ami -with the frost 
I feel nay lingers tingle." 
Then from his back be slip, the sack, — 
Ho ! did you hear it jingle ? 
“ Nay, keep yonr chair! while you flit there. 
I’ll take the other corner." 
“I’m sorry, sir, I have no Are!" 
“ No matter, Mrs. Warner!” 
All lfve her well, and I could tell 
Of many a cheering present 
Of fruits and things their friendshlpjbrings, 
To make her fireside pleasant. 
She always keeps a cheery lire; 
The house is painted over; 
She has food in store, and chairs for four, 
A bureau, and a sofa. 
ADVICE TO YOUNG MEN. 
President Porter of Yale College gave the fol¬ 
lowing advice to the students of that Institution 
