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RAL WE 
ORKER. 
pairing for % |oung. 
THE GOOD OF THE BOY. 
On, what is tho (food of a wide-awake boy, 
Who whoops and bailees 
Ah bo ties on his shoes. 
And who daDoes a Ji« 
While he la combing his wig 
And washing hia face with a very poor grace: 
Who whip* on bla Jacket 
And makes all the racket 
He possibly can 7 
Now tell mo, I pray, what's the good of this boy ? 
•• Well, a wide-awake boy makes a wide-awake man. 
Oh, what is tho good of a hungry boy, 
Who clamors for food 
As no Juvenile should 
And, as sure as I live. 
Kata aU that you give; 
Be it fowl, flesh or flab, ho empties the dish. 
While, for soft gingerbread, he 
Oh, always is ready: 
Pray, what will he make ? 
What sort of a man will grow out of this boy ? 
*• why, a very Hare man, dear, to put down a brake. 
Oh what is the good of a rollicking boy, 
Who gets into ° snaps ’’ 
And all sort* of haps; 
Who nothing ho loathes 
An a new suit of clothes, 
Becauso the first clay they ho hinder his play ; 
Kor tho second no matter, 
lie’ll have them a-tattcr 
Before set of sun: 
Have you something to nay for tho good of this boy? 
“ Yes, for enterprise bold ho will Barely count one. 
Oh, what is the good of a careless boy. 
Who won’t wipe his feet 
And can't learn to ho neat, 
Who treada on the cat. 
And nits down on his hat; 
Yet he’s spunky and plucky, this happy-go-lucky, 
And cares not a rattle 
But sides in cae.h.battlo 
With him that in down ? 
Now what is the good of this bold, reckless boy ? 
“ In a popular vote he'll carry the town. 
Ob, what is the good of a horrid boy, 
Who won’t nay his prayers, 
And mocks all your cares; 
Who hoar* all the news, 
Your advice dons refuse, 
And he Jeers aud he teases and does as ho pleases; 
I woDdor if ought be 
Perforins is not naughty ? 
One tiling—he won’t he. 
Now what is the good of One terrible boy ? 
« Why, to speak the truth, dear, a great virtue, say I. 
So then, there’s some good lo’.all sorts of a boy, 
The Jolly and sad. 
The sorry aud bad, 
The best and tho worst, 
The last aud the llrst. 
You’ll have somewhat to nay in his favor alway ? 
’’ Why, yes. since you leave it, 
I surely believe it 
Is best to Judge so, 
For though you may question the good of a boy, 
How should folks fare without him I’d Just like to 
kuow ?» IMaru E. 0. Wyeth. 
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A MOUNTAIN LEGEND. 
BY MILLIE 0. GIFFORD. 
reason (the legend does not say what) the young 
man chose this for his d welllng-plnee, and erected 
hero a humble home. Happy days were those 
Indeed, when the sun shone brightly, the birds 
sang sweetly, and the children—brightest and 
sweetest of all - played about the door. For two 
years they lived here, exempt from trouble, and 
never molested by the Indians, who often preyed 
upon the settlers below. Then, odo sad day, t.lielr 
youngest child, a little girl of four bummers, sick¬ 
ened and died. The anguish of the parents can¬ 
not be described, and though, In the hour of their 
trouble, kind friends pitied them, none but them¬ 
selves and their Goi> could know the grief or their 
stricken hearts. There, by the very rock upon 
which yon are sitting, they made a grave and 
burled her—their baby, t'uelr darling. Well had 
it been for the rest If they were burled where she 
was. 
That was a terrible winter—cold and pitiless. 
But at last there came a warm, bright day, and 
the father must needs go to the settlement below 
to obtain food for himself, wife and remaining 
child. But alas 1 ere tho day Is ended King Storm 
arises, and, rushing forth In all his fury, seems 
almost to shake the very earth. Through tho 
blinding snow, tho sweeping wind, the father 
struggled on. Ho cannot see the path, nor find 
the landmark. May Gon help him! for lie alone 
can. 
Away In the cottage, far np the mountain, the 
mother the widow now, though sho knows It. 
not—sits, holding the child and silently praying. 
Sho shudders at every shriek of the wind. Her 
wood Is giving out—her food Is gone. Will he 
never, never come ? The hours creep slowly on; 
the lire smoulders— flickers goes out! The wind 
shrieks more and more loudly, as If exulting o'er 
Its prey. 
When the morning broke, It broke no more for 
them on earth, but the angels sang praises lor 
one more family reunited In heaven. 
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A TRIP FROM MY HOME TO THE SEA. 
This Empire consists of Turkey In Europe and 
Turkey In Asia. The government Is despotic. 
The Grand Selgnor, or sulian. Is master of the 
lives and property of Ills subjects. Home of the 
Emperors have exhibited all that la shocking and 
unnatural In arbitrary power. Nature presents 
to the Inhabitants all the advantages of com¬ 
merce, but the government Is such as to destroy 
every exertion and depress every hope. This 
country was tho cradle of civilization: the re¬ 
membrance of Its once flourishing state Is still 
dear to the lover of the arts, and even to the ad¬ 
mirer of nohle actions. 
Asiatic Turkey, generally of an agreeable tem¬ 
perature and a rich soil, composed formerly one 
of the finest portions of tbe Roman Empire. It 
then displayed numerous towns, embellished 
with all that the union of tbe arts could produce 
and abounding with all the enjoyments of luxury. 
What a contrast In the present day! All the 
blessings of civilization, all tho charms of social 
lire have disappeared under the devastating 
powers which oppress this desolate country. 
The monuments are In ruins, the villages abnn 
doned, the countries given up to robbers. A 
tyrannical l’asha capriciously orders a head to bo 
cut off, where the Roman Prater formerly pro¬ 
nounced the degrees of Justice. Corn, silk and 
fruits are In great abundance. Immense pastures 
cover a part of the plains; delicious grapes 
ripen upon the hill- sides. The wandering Turko- 
men feed their herds, and plan their robberies 
upon the holds that were once covered with 
glory. The population of Turkey In Europe and 
Asia is 21,TOO,win Inhabitants; consisting of Turks, 
Greeks, Armenians, Turkomen and Kurds. The 
Greeks and Armenians profess cnrlstlaulty; the 
rest are Mohammedans. The Turks do not use 
chairs but sit cross-legged on cushions or carpets. 
They wear turbans Instead of hats, and take 
their food with their Ungers, without knives or 
forks. Constantinople, tho capital, Is the largest 
city in Turkey. Youno Historian. 
1 
Tuk scene is laid away up In the bleakest part 
of bleak Vermont. Bleak 1 mean, when winter’s < 
cold blasts whistle and shriek around the few 
dwellings, that must be strong Indeed to with¬ 
stand the frequent and terrible shocks which 
they receive In the battles of the elements. In 
tho summer time, when the heat of the city Im¬ 
peratively urges you to seek cooler climes, you 
may And It delightful to visit those same moun¬ 
tains. Even then you must be strong, and brave, 
and well provided with wraps to protect you from 
the fltful gusts and ley blasts of the extreme 
mountain tops, or tho sudden tempestuous thun¬ 
der-storms you may encounter a little further 
down tho steep. You will go ? Then come with 
me. 
See 1 Hero wo are among the mountains—are 
they not grand 7 Look at the one yonder, faintly 
outlined against the sky; notice how proudly It 
lifts its head, covered with the snow of ages. It 
is the highest one tor many a mile, and for It we 
are bound. 
Just here notice tho scenery. On our left runs 
a clear river; beyond stretches a fertile plain, 
dotted with dwelling houses, barns aud hay stacks. 
On our right are rugged hills, stretching away In 
blue chains to mighty mountains. Now wo begin 
to ascend toward our goal. See t.he little village 
nestled at the foot of that hill. With Its white 
houses in contrast to the green hlll-slde aDd mead¬ 
ows, does it not unconsciously suggest to your 
mind a pearl set. In emeralds 7 Yonder are cattle 
grazing, the smoke curls lazily up from a dwelling 
in the distance, and away off there—so far away, 
indeed, that we can soareely discern It from the 
blue of the sky—lies Lake Champlain. 
At last, after tolling a weary lime, we reach the 
summit. The view from here can only be seen, 
not described. But at last you turn and notice 
the remnlns of a solitary dwelling, *• fast dinging 
like eyries’ nest," but which must eventually suc¬ 
cumb to the combined efforts of wind, storm and 
Father Time. Sit down on that rock, under the 
tall pine tree, and I will tell you the story. 
It was years ago when a young man, with his 
pretty wife and two cliBdreu, moved to this spot, 
then the wilds of the West. A number of their 
old neighbors accompanied them; and Indeed 
there was quite a little colony formed. The rest 
settled In the fertile value below, but for some 
OCR place is situated at the mouth of Broad v 
Creek, and as you round the point, and descend 
the Eastern Branch of the Elizabeth River, you g 
see perhaps a sloop or schooner gl thing swiftly by, 
with Its huge while wings, or oue or those slow- t 
moving boats rowed by negroes called “ lighters;” 
or little boats, either rowing or sailing. A short 
distance down the river, lndlun Creek winds far 
inland. Williams Bridge, built recently, and 
about a quarter of a mile In length, is a promin¬ 
ent feature. Homo distance below that, the tres¬ 
tle-work bridge made of Iron, meets your gaze 
and sometimes the cars thunder over your head I 
as you pass under It.. Next Is the old wooden 1 
bridge, which connects Norfolk with the enter- . 
prising town of Borkly. Then you arrive at the ' 
safe and commodious harbor of Norfolk, where 1 
you sec the steamers lying at their wharves, ami 
other boats, too numerous to mention, going hll.U . 
er aud thither; also the ferries which ply bi- 
tween those “ Twin Cities by the soa ” Norfolk 
and Portsmouth. All presents a pleasing spec¬ 
tacle. 
As you pass down the harbor, on your left Fort 
Woods Hospital attracts your notice, a large edi¬ 
fice surrounded by trees and tasteful grounds; the 
woods back or it are popular for picnics. Fort 
Norfolk, on your right, next comes In view, and a 
monitor, perhaps, may be seen lying at rest in 
front of It. Lambert's-Polnt light-house Is des¬ 
cried In the dlstauoe, aud as you near It, you per¬ 
ceive It to be a circular hulldlng. built out lathe 
water, some distance from the land, on Iron work, 
There Is a singular fact connected with It, which 
1 S raise tJietr own potatoes r 
Further on Is Cranny Island Ught-house, similar 
to tbe other In rorui, and like that built, out In 
the water. Yw: Ue V Eau on the right Is quite a 
pretty place, the flue and large hotel recently 
built there for summer pleasure-seekers, was 
burned a short time since. 
Passing on, you perceive to the left, Fortress 
Monroe. The fort has cannons standing at Inter¬ 
vals on Its grassy top, and Is surrounded by a 
moat: the large hotel and pavtUou for dancing 
stand very near the beach. A Uttlo to the west 
of It Is Fort Hampton: the Soldiers’ Home Is 
there, kept expressly' for the disabled. In going 
through Hampton Roads, the Rlp-Haps rise to 
view, a rocky Island Btrongly fovtlfled during the 
war. On your right, la Ly nhaven River, far-famed 
for its large oysters, and to the left the nohle 
Chesapeake. 
You come now to the capes, the steamer goes 
about midway between them. They are twelve 
miles apart, Cape Charles on the left has a re¬ 
volving light, while Cape Henry Ught-house 
rears Its lofty head 90 feet above its foundation. 
Then you see before you the broad expanse of 
ocean, and while watching the porpoises and 
whales, you are suddenly reminded of the one 
: that, swallowed Jonah, and make a rush for your 
1 state-room where you will probably remain the 
rest of the day, and when nlgttt appears, and fair 
Luna riding in the azure dome, sheds her sUvery 
3 radiance over the dancing, leaping waves, unless 
, Jonah and tho w hale should haunt you, you are 
a gently rockod to sleep by the restless heaving of 
J the mighty' Atlantic. Snow Drop. 
i- Norfolk, Va. 
From a “ political point of view ” am of opin¬ 
ion that tho Turk’s bombastic disposition will 
uphold him while he lights ror liberty, home, and 
—turkey at Christmas time—all, even It tut do not 
stump politically for me. From a “ gastrouomlcal 
point of view" think ho eau eat as much as any 
one, provided he Is hungry. 
YOUNG FARMKRINK. 
LETTERS FOR BOYS AND GIRLS, 
A Query. 
dear Uncle Truk:— Seeing that many Uttlo 
boys and girls were writing to you, 1 thought 
that I would do the same. I wished to ask 
you about something very curious. It Is a twig 
of the Asp-leavfld maple, or Box-elder tree, it 
consists of a worm In the exact likeness of a twig 
of that tree, standing out at the proper angle and 
having marks as It leaves had grown on It. Us 
color is a light velvety green, with very small, 
light yellow spots, like the tender twigs or a tree, 
it, measured two and a half Inches In length and 
one-fourth of an Inch In diameter at the base, 
where It. Joined the branch, and tapered with the 
other twigs with what seemed like a bud at the 
tip. It was such a complete deception that any 
one, without touching It, would notloe nodlffor- 
cnce between It and a twig. I wish to know Its 
name, and thought that you might tell me.— hat- 
tie M. C., mtrjleM, Iowa. 
[The Insect (7; failed to reach mo with the let¬ 
ter. 1 regret it the more as my curiosity is excited 
also.— v. t.J 
Wants to Hear from Her Uncle. 
Dear Rural:—I think the girls are not alt 
asleep, It the boys are. Although not ono of the 
criticised ones, I do not think Youno Orator, or 
any other boy or girl, should criticise, but leave 
that for some older bead to do. 
I think the praising docs very well. 
1 have not read anything from Uncle True for 
some time, and would like to hear from him again. 
Trusting youno Orator will not be offended, I 
will close.— Nell H., Mercer Co., l'a. 
>abtat| pairing, 
IF WE HAD BUT A DAY. 
We should fill tho hour with the Bweetest things 
If we had hut n day; 
We should drink alone at the purest springs 
In our upward way; 
We should love with a life-time’s love in an hour 
If the hours were few; 
We should rest, not lor dreams, hut for fresher power 
To be and do. 
We should guide our wky ward or wearied wills 
By the dearest light; 
We should keep our eyeB on the heavenly hills 
If they lay in eight; 
We should trample the pride and tho discontent 
Beneath OUT feet; 
We Bhould take whatever a good God sent 
With a trust complete. 
We should waste no moment in weak regret 
If the day wore, but one. 
If what we remember and what we forget 
Went out with the sun; 
Wc should bo from our damorous selves set free 
To work or to pray. 
And to be what the Father w ould have us be, 
If we had but a day. 
[Mary Lowe Dickinson. 
A SPIRIT OF KINDNESS. 
BY R. K. W. 
A benignant spirit of kindness Is an Invaluable 
trait, and an unrolxcd blessing to those who pos¬ 
sess it. This disposition lies back or all external 
actions, and refers to the general habit of feeling. 
It. leads us to look on the ravorablo, rather than 
t he unfavorable side of tbe conduct of our neigh¬ 
bors, and to suppose t hat they are right rather 
than to attribute tho reverse. 
It Is not dlmoult, to fluff enough in others that 
we can approve to make file pleasant and harmo¬ 
nious when wc are disposed to do so, and it will 
do more than all else combined, t-o add comfort 
a i a joy to our dally existence. It was the promi¬ 
nent feature-of the good Samaritan. 
This spirit Is distinguished by a disposition to 
attribute to others the possession of good motives, 
whenever possible. Where an action may be 
performed from either a good or a bad Intention, 
It. is a mere act of Justice that wc should attribute 
the correct and liable motive In the case, rather 
than the evil one. Yet there are thosu who seem 
never to have learnt such a precept. 
Bear with the lnflrmatles or others. Don’t look 
ror faults with the energy of a discoverer. Tho 
virtues of life are tender plants. Wo must In¬ 
dulge the friend that we love, In the little pecu¬ 
liarities of saying and doing things which may be 
Important to him, but which can be of so Uttlo 
moment to us. If wc have this spirit wo will 
I cease to look for perfection In others ; and that Is 
much In promoting our own happiness In all re¬ 
lations of life. It, Is the kind look, gentle spirit, 
the peaceful, calm, contentud disposition, the 
cheerful answer, tho unobtrusive, interest In the 
welfare of others which show that the heart Is 
full of love. Life cannot be happy, it It can bo 
prolonged without them ; and when they do not 
exist, comlort perishes. 
Remember, too, that It Is by the spirit wc mani¬ 
fest that tho world forms lbs opinion of our reli¬ 
gion. “ 1 beseech you," said Pair., “ by the 
meekness and gentleness of Christ.” Gentleness 
of Christ I That ono sentence Includes every¬ 
thing. Christ is mu- example In ktuduess and 
gentlensss. 11 k was not Irritable, fretful, un¬ 
charitable. 
To quote Paul again : ’* Brethren, If a man be 
overtaken lu a fault, yo which are spiritual, re¬ 
store such an one In tho spirit of meekness, con¬ 
sidering thyself, lest thou also be tempted.” Take 
the aivlce to heart 1 
<% $UglfL 
CROSS-WORD ENIGMA. 
My first Is In Dublin but not In Cork, 
My second Is lu Harrisburg hut not lu York; 
My third Is In Muttapony but not lu Rapidan, 
My fourth Is In Cheat and also In Raritan. 
My whole is a city of South America, 
gar Answer in two weeks. Little One. 
THE TURKS AND TURKEY, 
From a Political and Castronomical Point 
of view. 
the terms “political” and “gastronomlcal, ’ 
used In this Instance, are calculated to convey the 
Idea of the mode of government, and the manners 
; and customs of the Turkish or Ottoman Empire, 
TRANSPOSITION. 
Ni het darneg fo row raehlt, 
Uerwe vleo’s woserlf evfreor ogwr, 
I lhlsa nfdl ym payhp rallgud, 
Ewhn I slms ehr retie obwle. 
Persimmon Tree. 
fjr Answer in two weeks. 
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PUZZLER ANSWERS.-Sept. 29. 
Illustrated Rebus.—F ond memory of the de¬ 
parted will cling like the ivy to the fallen willow. 
Miscellaneous Enigma.—W hatever you dislike 
in another, take onre to correct ill vourseit. 
Double Acrostic. — Primula, Kasion ; Hauls, 
Lehigh. 
Pyramid puzzle.— 
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MAT 
JAMES 
UNLEARN 
TITILLATE 
GOLDEN MAXIMS. 
oct. 7. I ascribe to divine grace tbe commence¬ 
ment, the continuance, and the consummation of 
all good.— Dr. James Atmintus, 
Oct. 8. The full assurance of faith, always at¬ 
tended with the full assurance of hope, never 
falls to ho productive of perfect love, even the 
love that oasteth out fear.— Rev. Joseph Benson. 
Oct. 9. Let us adopt the love of peace, that 
I Christ may recognize his own, even as we recog¬ 
nize him to be the teachor of peace.—Erasmus. 
Oct. 10. Truth itself is of no value, only as it 
conduces to an upright, holy, and benevolent 
practice.—J. Bromley. 
Ocr. 11. It la a solemn truth, that there Is 
much In aU Christians to render their love In 
Christ suspected.— UoOlnson. 
Ocr. 12. Tho Psalms are a jewel-cluster, made 
up of the gold of doctrine, the pearls of comfort, 
and the gem of prayer.— Gerhard,. 
Oct. 13. The promises are wells of comfort to 
the church, aud prayer and the means of grace 
are as vessels to draw the water out of these 
wells .—A Op. .Seeker. 
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some one estimates that all the prayers record¬ 
ed in the Bible could be repeated lu thirty-five 
minutes. Most of them are from one minute to 
two minutes long. The prayer of Solomon is less 
than ten minutes. Is there not a lesson and a 
warning lu these facts which should be noted by 
Christians 7 Let us not imagine that we are to be 
heard for our much speaking. 
