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stand a wet foot and marsh pastures. It is a 
coarse animal, having coarse, long wool, valu¬ 
able for special uses, but a good mutton car¬ 
cass. No doubt it would find a useful place 
here, as the Down breeds have under the 
special conditions for which they are fitted. 
There were 31 entries of the Dorset Horned 
sheep, a breed which has lambs twice a year and 
of which some importations have been made 
here. This sheep is exactly fitted for dairy 
farms where early lambs can be disposed of, 
and a carcass of mutton can be divided up 
easily among neighbors; but it is a sheep hav¬ 
ing but one purpose, good for lambs, but poor 
for mutton and wool, and it will never make a 
popular sheep or a profitable one here. 
The 34 entries of Welsh Mountain sheep are 
noteworthy as showing the popularity of a 
good sheep in tne right place. Elsewhere but 
on its native rocky, but sweet nutritious 
pastures, this sheep would be of no account 
unless it could change its character with its 
environments and improve with them. In its 
place it is one of the most valuable sheep. 
Small, active, able to outrun a fox or wolf, 
with fine wool, especially useful for flannels— 
the Welsh flannel is pre-eminent among house¬ 
wives—and most delicious but very small 
mutton, it is a conspicuous example of 
the survival of the fittest. This sheep 
would do well in many localities where 
the land is now lying useless, as in 
the Pennsylvania mountain regions; parts 
of New England, and especially in the South¬ 
ern mountain region. This is called a small 
sheep, but only as compared with the 400 or 
450-pound Lincolns, for a prize ram—winner 
of the 3rd prize only—weighed 190 pounds. I 
have seen a hind-quarter of Welsh mutton 
and helped to eat it, which weighed only six 
pounds; but the morsel was preferable to the 50- 
pound mass of a tallowy prize Lincoln. Some 
sheep of quite unknown character here were the 
Ryelands, Dartmoors, Exmoors, Devon long- 
wools and South Hams, all useful sheep for or¬ 
dinary purposes and of local reputation only. 
The Wensleydale, a mountain sheep of north¬ 
ern England (Westmoreland), has a blue face, 
is an excellent mutton and wool sheep and 
hardy and able to rough it in the storms of 
summer as well as of winter, which sweep the 
bare sides of the Westmoreland mountains. 
The Lonks are large sheep of local reputation 
in the mountains. A related breed of moun¬ 
tain sheep, much more popular than this—the 
Herdricks—were conspicuous by their absence. 
Both of these sheep have some special valu¬ 
able points as have the blactc sheep of St. 
Hilda Of these the fine wool useful for partic¬ 
ular domestic uses, as for such soft fabrics as 
shawls, comforters, and other knitted goods, is 
the produce. The Scotch sheep, the Cheviots 
and black-faced breeds, have been tried here; 
but do not make their way very well. These 
sheep cannot withstand our hot sun and heavy 
rains. Their native mists and cool climate suit 
them, and they come to perfection on the suc¬ 
culent pastures always dripping—with dew—it 
may be called, as the rain there is mostly mist, 
a gentle distillation from the clouds and fogs. 
The Irish Roscommon is the sheep which makes 
up thoso enormous droves that are seen at 
the fairs so common to that verdant isle. At 
Donnybrook, the principal of these fairs, 
there are usually 100,000 sheep gathered for 
sale and the Roscommon sheep is the type upon 
which all Irish sheep are based, an excellent 
farm sheep, of good size and bearing useful 
wool of which the everlasting Irish frieze is 
made. 
Woman s IDorK. 
CONDUCTED BY EMILY LOUISE TAPLIN. 
CHAT BY THE WAY. 
A GIRL who cannot sew certainly loses 
one of the most womanly of all pleas¬ 
ures. Any girl in moderate circumstances 
who cannot make and mend.all her own cloth¬ 
ing, to say nothing of making and mending 
household linen, is certainly imperfectly edu 
cated. We have seen a young mother in very 
moderate circumstances compelled to put all 
her sewing out, because she had never even 
learned enough to make a baby’s petticoat. 
To most mothers it is such a pleasure to sew 
for their little ones—to plan and devise all 
sorts of dainty garments. One proficient in 
hemstitching, feather-stitching and smocking 
can contrive the daintiest garments, and ma¬ 
terially lessen their cost. 
* * * 
But it is not in fancy sewing only one should 
strive to excel. What a field for ingenuity may 
be found in making overgarments. Weliave 
seen so many gowns that were prettier after 
being made over than when they were new, 
that we are prepared for all sorts of wonders in 
this line. The most exasperating thing about 
making over is to find oneself short of some 
material and when in the midst of the work. 
It is the best plan, when ripping apart, to 
promptly put useless pieces into the rag-bag, 
and then decide at once what must be had in 
the way of new goods. It does not pay to use 
shabby finishings and limp linings; a made- 
over must be well sewn, with every detail ex¬ 
act. Sometimes we use old linings in wash 
di esses, but we find it poor economy. 
* * * * ' 
Some pretty English bed-covers for a spare 
room were made large enough to cover pillows 
and all; they were of sheer white muslins 
with a wide hemstitched tuck, through which 
was run a pink ribbon. It was lined with 
pink sateen, and bordered with a muslin frill 
nine inches deep: A handsome linen cover 
had a deep border of turkey red twill, worked 
in a beautiful pattern with white silk. Above 
and below the border threads bad been arawn 
in the linen making a pattern in drawn work. 
It was edged with red and white fringe. 
“ MOTHER BOYS.” 
MRS. JAMES STEEDMAN. 
44 TT OW can they bear the loss, they 
1 1 were such mother boys,” we said 
among ourselves when word came that a dear 
mother had been called from earth, leaving 
three sons just standing on the threshold of 
manhood. A week later walking home from 
Sabbath evening service with an aged aunt, 
we talked together of the sudden death, and 
aunt said, in almost the self-same words that 
had passed around our family circle: “How 
they will miss her! They were such mother 
boys.” The words kept by me, as parting I 
wended my homeward way. And it seemed 
to me that had I been a stranger listening 
they would have explained the mother’s cnar- 
acter so well, for we are told the children 
love best the mother who governs wisely and 
well, mingling judgment with tender love in 
her care lor them, refusing often when she 
longs to grant the privilege they ask, stand¬ 
ing firmly between them and the temptations 
they would throw themselves among. Un¬ 
thinking, unknowing youth! How oft it tries 
the mother heart! Bent only on the pleasure 
of the moment, it chafes and galls at the re¬ 
straining hand of love. 
Nature had bestowed a full measure of 
health, and strength, upon this mother, and 
most faithfully did she use the gifts, filling 
well her place in life, the center of a happy 
home. While there were still a score of years 
to look forward to, until she should in the 
course of nature have filled up the measure of 
allotted days, suddenly and without warning 
the message came, and, obedient as in life she 
answered: “Even so Lord.” 
Husband and sons brought their loved 
one to her childhood home at the foot of 
iSchunnemunk. And in the quiet grave-yard, 
lying in the shadow of the grand old moun¬ 
tain, they laid the wife and mother to rest. 
AMUSEMENTS FOR A RAINY TIME. 
PEARL. 
T O amuse yourself and one or two very in¬ 
timate girl acquaintances, get the one 
nearest your own hight and style to try on, 
one after another, all your dresses, hats and 
wraps, and then do the same for her. You 
will be apt to wear those clothes with largely 
increased satisfaction after seeing for your¬ 
self just how they look “on.” I don’t dare to 
breathe a suspicion that you may also dis¬ 
cover a stitch wanting somewhere, or that a 
frayed braid or lining might reveal itself in 
such a “dress parade,” but I do venture to 
suggest that such times afford beautiful op¬ 
portunities to plan alterations, where they are 
desirable. 
* * * 
But, Docia Dykens, why try only to “ap¬ 
pear pleasant and agreeable 1” Be so, truly 
within, and you need never again seek for re¬ 
lief from ennui. You are your own most 
constant and confidential companion; it is 
well worth while to train that companion who 
is “yours to command,” into a pleasant and 
profitable one. 
How?—By teaching her to think. Hold 
your thoughts steadily to a given subject for 
a certain length of time. Compel Docia D. 
also to learn to feel with ana for others, and, 
my word for it, the world will soon find 
pleuty to occupy you, rainy days and all. It’s 
not really amusing at all times and all 
through life thinking and feeling with and for 
others, but it is so intensely interesting as to 
lift one quite above the need of amusement. 
And a loving sympathizer has no need to try 
to “ appear ” nice in order to be appreciated; 
she is as precious as gold to all who have been 
blessed with her sweet ministry. 
"What do I do on rainy days? Seek out 
some forlorn creature and devote myself to 
her or him—as the case may be—with all the 
assiduity of which I am capable. But, you 
see, I belong to tde “ Soul-Winner’s League,” 
and would rather lead some one “out of dark¬ 
ness into light” than be the center of an ad¬ 
miring group. Tastes differ; duties also; but 
to all will come the words: “Inasmuch as ye 
did it (or did it not) unto others, ye did it un¬ 
to Me. ” 
A WRITTEN SERMON. 
AUNTIE. 
H OW grand it is to be God’s minister! 
to 'speak to our fellows in a name that 
commands respect for whatever we utter! 
Since women are not called to the pulpit—as a 
rule—they ought not to sermonize, yet for once 
I cannot resist the temptation to try: the text 
is so perfectly suited to what I want to say 
and I want so much to make a lasting impres¬ 
sion. 
“ She will do him good, and not evil, all che 
days of her life.” 
This is a part of King Solomon’s word-paint¬ 
ing of the ideal woman, to he found in the 
thirty-first chapter of the Book of Proverbs, 
in the twelfth verse. 
The expression means that “sbe”will do 
“him” good, only and unmixed good, al¬ 
ways. It is not so long since there issued from 
the press a story bearing the very appropriate 
title of “ She.” To me it was worth the odd 
minutes given to its swift perusal, but I could 
not profitably have bestowed upon it any 
more time than I did; so, also, many a man’s 
wife, worth all she cost him to woo and win, 
and maintain afterwards, is yet worth no 
more. Why no more? 
Gentlemen, yours is the inalienable right 
to measure woman by the Scripture standard: 
if “ she,” whether wife, mother, sister, daugh¬ 
ter, sweetheart or friend, does you “ good and 
not evil ” whenever you are in her company, 
it is well; if otherwise, beware!—Often some 
woman who is devoid of beauty, aged and an 
invalid is eagerly sought out by old and young 
men, and appreciated to a most flattering ex¬ 
tent, because she is true to the scripture ideal, 
doing them good. 
So, my dear lady reader, yours must be ex¬ 
ceptional circumstances indeed, if there be not 
within reach of your best influence some 
masculine; and I boldly draw from my text 
the inference that, being a virtuous woman, 
you must, can, and will “ do 4 him ’ good and 
not evil,” be he husband or father, brother or 
son, lover most dear, or a mere hired servant. 
Consider, then, in the case of every man, and, 
particularly if you are a wife, in the matter 
of your own husband, this thing of “ doing 
him good.” 
God created Eve to do Adam good—a 
queenly mission, worthy of the woman whom 
God’s own hand had fashioned for this work. 
How terribly she fell when the Evil One 
caused her to do him evil instead, and how 
many of her daughters fell with her! God 
made us to be “a help-meet,”—a suitable 
help—wherever and whenever help is most 
needed by man. Are you this to your hus¬ 
band, dear madam? Are you this to your 
lover, maiden fair to look upon? Are you 
this to friend, son, acquaintance, employ^, 
stranger whom you chance to meet, oh woman 
to whom the Lord God has given the com¬ 
mand and the power to be needed help on the 
upward climD? 
GOLDEN GRAINS. 
T HE SUNDAY SCHOOL '.TIMES says 
that we should hope for the time when 
the overdressed young woman, with one of 
Ouida’s novels in her hand and a dead bird’s 
wing on her empty head, may disappear along 
with the male peripatetic who calls it sport to 
silence a throatful of melody with a bang of 
a hateful gun. 
If we would win others to the right, we 
must show that we are in love with the right, 
and that, however we hate the wrong, we 
have no feelings but those of loving kindness 
for the wrong doer, whom our Saviour loves, 
for so, and only so, can the same mind show 
itself in us which shows itself in the Lord 
Jesus.. 
Ill fares the land to hastening Ills a prey. 
Where wealth accumulates and meu decay; 
Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade: 
A breath can make them, as a breath has made; 
But a bold peasantry, their country’s pride. 
When once destroyed can never be supplied. 
Goldsmith. 
Few sentences have set people to thinking 
as the statement made by Bishop Potter in 
his famous sermon in St..Paul’s Churcn: “We 
have exchanged,” said he, “the Washington¬ 
ian dignity for the Jeffersonian simplicity, 
which was, in truth, only another name for 
the Jacksonian vulgarity, and what have we 
got in exchange for it ? In the older States 
and dynasties they had the trappings of roy¬ 
alty and the pomp and splendor of the king’s 
person to fill men’s hearts with loyalty. Well, 
we have dispensed with the old titular digni¬ 
ties. Let us take care that we do not part 
with that tremendous force for which they 
stood! If there be not titular royalty all the 
more need is there for personal royalty. If 
there is to be no nobility of descent, all the 
more indispensable is it that there should be 
nobility of ascent—a character in them that 
bear rule so fine and high and pure that as 
men come within the circle of its influence 
they involuntarily pay homage to that which 
is the one pre-eminent distinction, the royalty 
of virtue!”. 
Tiie Rev. Dr. Archibald Alexander, of 
Princeton Theological Seminary, was a very 
learned man, but exceedingly plain m his 
language. He knew how essential simplicity 
was to clearness and force. There was a 
schoolhouse in the vicinity, where the students 
held religious services and aired their elo¬ 
quence. An old colored man attended every 
Sabbath, but the students talked so far above 
his comprehension that he remembered little 
of the sermons and understood less. But one 
Sunday afternoon Dr. Alexander preached. 
The old colored man was both delighted and 
instructed, and made the following comment: 
“A poor, uniarnt ole man, jist like myself, 
preached. I don’ know who he was, and 
didn’t s’pose he was hardly fit to preach. But 
I’m glad I went, for I can remember every¬ 
thing he said.” In this criticism was hidden 
a compliment of the highest order. 
Geo. W m. Curtis spoke at Gettysburg of 
the dangers of our immigration laws; He 
said it must be insisted more and more stren¬ 
uously that it is not so much immigration 
that constitutes our peril, as the way in which 
we handle our immigrants. If we would in¬ 
form them frankly that the civilization into 
which we receive them is a Christian civiliza¬ 
tion, maintain over them kindly but firmly 
the restraints of righteous law, abolish the 
saloon, forbid the desecration of the Sabbath, 
welcome their children to a school with the 
Bible in it, and thus quicken and intensify 
the assimilating forces of our national life, 
we should greatly reduce the danger from 
this source. Mere restrictions on the volume 
of immigration are not the safeguards against 
the peril it involves, but a healthier and more 
robust national Christianity. The evil is a 
moral and spiritual one and it demands a 
moral and spiritual cure. 
Domestic Ccorioimj 
CONDUCTED BY MRS. AGNES E. M. CARMAN. 
If we were asked to define , in the jewest 
words possible , the word “ economy ,” we 
should say; 14 That way of living which se 
cures the greatest amount of happiness.” 
That man or woman who has passed the 
happiest life has been, in the broad sense 
of the word, the most economical. 
EXTRACTS FROM SUNDAY EVENING 
TALKS AT THE RURAL GROUNDS. 
I F you desire to do good in this world, be 
true to all with whom you have relations. 
Praise your friends heartily. Serve them* 
with all your soul when you can, and don't 
feel that God wants you to go rummaging 
through their pockets to find out whether 
they have not stolen from you; or through 
their hearts to find if they are precisely in 
the right place. Bear in mind every hour 
that we are choke-full of erring propensities; 
that it is human to err, that it is divine 
to forget and forgive. The spirit of 
real friendship will never countenance a dis¬ 
position needlessly to dwell upon shortcom¬ 
ings and frailties—not that it would shut its 
eyes thereto, but that it loves the more to 
dwell upon the nobler impulses of the heart. 
IttisccUaucousi 
■S/he n Bany was sica, we gave tier Casxarta • 
When she was a Child, she cried for Castorla 
When she became Miss, she clung to Castorla 
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