Bloomington Progress, Volume 5, Number 48, Bloomington, Monroe County, 27 March 1872 — Page 1

The TTail of the Weeper. Vary Hit a wjil." Haici.it. 1 loved n maid ! 'Twaa my desiro To runko one flesh us twitirt ; Trt her T wiviUi ,'i.pire ii H irol Ala. ! 'twas a' in vnno, Sn -h time I esllf I. 1 foun I my Mi-s WouU I'y the plan 1p. She played mo ir aiiv a pi. -e of Liszt. But ne'er wuH list to n-c. In silence I an th let dn.t, I tould no more bo dumb ! Like chnmrngno I then tried to pop. Like chnmjiiffiic shn w as mumm. I told her if she". I seo the priest My heart she would elaie. Our weddinc dov would be a feast. If she would annre my f. I hoped my band she would not &hunt And looked not for disdain But she would have n bridle ! None ! Thouffh hers should be the fieisn. And tl . n.'h I bcirced it was no use ; . For it I loveJ I grot. Instead of matrimonial S"oo?o, The matiimo'il Not! She called me v iin ! And s:itd that rue She could not ur.derstar.d. And thouih I ne'er could Her-man lie She'd sliorn m sliftht of handl 'Twasme! A 'as! within one week. The sraoe of seven day.. She married a gambler, fat and tleek, A roan of winning ways. In disinul prose I've told my woes, I've tried to Taga and curse. But now 'tis time to try a rhyme. And go from bad to Terse.

Long Ago. Though for the soul a lovely Heaven awaits. Through years of woe. The Paradise with angels in its gates Is Long Ago, The heart's lost Home ! Ah. thither winged ever In silence, sl ow Vanishing faces I but they vanish never In Long ego. Ye toil'd through desert sands to reach To-morrow, With footsteps slow. Poor Yesterdays ! Immortal gleams ye borrow In Long Ago. The wcrld is dark : backward our thoughts are yearning. Our eyes o'erflow ; Sweet Memories, angels to our tears returning. Leave Long Ago. We climb ; child-rcses to our knees are climbing. From valleys low ; To call us back, dear birds and brooks are rhymin In Long Ago.

THE YARN OF A WEAVER. It wai somewhere near the year eighteen hundred and fifty, thf.fc an event occurred in the life of Johann Bierslinger which quito broke up the monotony of hU existence. I am particular about the date, not because the event in question was of any importance to you or rr or anybody except the two or three immediately interested therein, but in order to fix some definite starting-point for my story. This having been established, we may proceed very comfort ibly and methodically which is only following out the principle of our friend Johann, who was as methodical a young man as there was in Golgau. Ever since he had commenced to learn the trade of his father in a little back room on the Konig strass-j, Johann had been the same prudent youth ; and the united economic virtues of father and son had caused the little back room to grow into a large and prosperous establishment. Time, flying, bad dropped the old man behind when he became weak and burdensome, and the young weaver was left to carry on the business alone. He had wrought so assiduously during these first years of bis lite, that he had quite neglected the pleasures and pursuits to which young men are generally addicted. I believe I can state positively that Johann was not considered a " fast" young man. To be sure, he had his little circle of male friends, to whom he imparted 3uch ideas as occurred to him (and they were very few), and with whom he drank sour wine and beer. As far as I am informed, he did have a weakness for beer, as well as for a very long-stemmed pipe which he smoked of nights with great industry. Yet, for all this, he was very moderate in his habits, and would listen in astonishment to the tales of young men boasting of their exploits with the fairer sex. Having always lived alone with his father (his mother had died before his faculty of recollection had developed), and his acquaintance with the sex had been limited to a rusty old aunt or two, it is natural to suppose that his ideas of females were rather vague. He was so diffident that for the life of him he could not breathe freely in passing one on the street. What must have been his bewilderment, then, when all at once be found himself ia love with the prettiest girl in Golgau I Little Kathrina was the only child of an army officer's relict, and lived with her mother in a cottage behind two high brick mansions on the Konig strasse. It happened that Johann went to the Kirche once he had never contracted the habit of church-going, for which perhaps the elder Bierslinger was partly to blame and there he saw Kathrina, and fell hopelessly in love with tier. You may imagine with what surprise the villagers heard that Kathrina and

Johann were (o be married 1 That, of

course, was some time attar the coup d'amour in the Kirche; I shall not attempt to explain the steps that led to their engagement. Indeed, I know nothing about it, except, -.hat it was finally settled ; and somewhere near the year eighteen hundred and jfty th event of their marriage, as I paid at the outset, broke up the monotony of Johann's existence ; and this fetches us just as far along in the story a? we were when we commenced.

Poor, simple Johann ! How he adored.

tne parcel ot flesh and blood and clothing which he bashfully but fervently promised in the Kirche to love and protect! And Kate looked so lovely and to modest that he felt disposed to pity the bystanders at the wedding, who were forever debarred from sharing his happy lot. Yet there were those who aid she married him for his pecuniary rather than his personal attractions. Perhaps these expressions were not unheard by Kale ; for shortly after the marriage she began to suggest that Golgau was too small a place tor them. The plan of emigrating to America was set forth by her in .'lowing colors ; and Johann, having no thought but for her, willingly assented. So, after some de

lay, ne so;a out nis snop, and they set

their faces toward the United States

.Johann 8 available property amounted to about ten thousand dollars. All the fortune of his brie'e was comprised

in the house where she had dwelt with her mother, and a small pension, which she must forfeit on leaving the country. The house sold for four hundred dollars, which amount was generously donated to the common stock. Before starting on their journey Johann procured an insurance on his life to the amount of twenty thousand dollars, which he settled on Kate ; so that in case of any accident to himself she would be provided for. The voyage passed pleasantly enough, and, sa they had determined to try their fortunes in the West, their stay in Sew York was short. Arrived in Chicago, a family council was held, the result of which ied to their settlement in that city. Johann immediately set at work at his old trade. Having invested their joint fund in a shop, ho resumed his old line of hard work, and was po jn doing a prospeious business. Their lives for the next few years partook of nothing of th romantic. They at least Johann lived as happily as. the average of frail mortals are supposed to be capable of living. Johann, it is true, did not entirely fail to discover faults in the character of his wife ; yet suoh was his love for her that he overlooked tbem all, and continued tha same fond and foolibh lover that he was on their

Wedding day. But at length there came to him a crisis uddn aud overwhelmi ng. His shop, or rather factory now, took fire. Johann's house was on a retired street, BOtao distance oif, and had been selected

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on account of its resemblance to the dear little cottage on the Konig sirasse.

I ogether with Jvate ara the old i:ntv.

he was enjoy'ng a late supper after a hard dav's labor. Johann had fallen to

talking of the old times at home (with him a well-worn subject), and was comparing his present location to Golgau, with reference to business, much to the discredit of the latter place. Jus: as he wasTle.'canting, for the fifteenth time, on the 'jeauties of some :aew machinery which 1 e had been iurchuing, thealarm of fire oroke in upon the conversation. Johann, counting the strokes, knew that it was somewhere near his factory ; but, not wishing to disturb his wife, laughingly said that he would take a walk down to the fire adding that he would be back in half an hour. As he reared the scone of action, hi feats were confirmed: for tile flames, which had con

sumed the building adjoining, were al

ready making swift destruction oi his property. There was evidently no possible salvation for the factory. For a moment Johann was stupefied. What was to be done? In his office on the second floor wore valuable papers, which, if saved, would secure to him at least a portion of his property. With the courage, or rather madness of desperation, iie rushed forward f.nel entered the building. The crowd shouted to him to return, but he leaped blindly on until he reached the stair-cj.se leading to his office. It was only on reach ii g this point that he perceived the usel-.-ssness of his attempt, for the smoke rolled down in heavy volumes, rendering an ascent utterly impossible. Returning to the door, he found his passage impeded by failing timbers. He ran to the back of the building, and, crawling out of an aperture through which some pipes had formerly beeri laid, reached the open air. His exir had not been observed, and as he mingled in the crowd he heard the ppople crying out that there was a man in the building. He stood for some minutes, watching

the flames remorsely eat up the factory.

All the money that he had originally in

vested and all he h.'id since accumulated, was lost gone, almost in a moment. How many weary years of toil had it taken to earn this property,

whose ashes were now scattered to thtvj

winds? How he had scraped and

pinched and calculated with hi.-s father to save a penny here and a grosben there during his early yer.rs 1 And now, what had it all amounted to 1 The factory was destroyed, acd he was utterly penniless. If only he had insured it ! If he had only been as careful in insuring his property as insuring his life! Ah ! that was it. His life was insured for twenty thousand dollars, which would revert to Kate in case of his death, and support her in comfort all her days. He was supposed to have perished in the flames. Why not creep away unnoticed, and let his beloved wife have the benefit oi the insurance?

She, at least, would be preserved from

the mortification of poverty. But could

he thus, rudely separate iumteu irom her, and sacrifice all his happiness for her sake? My dear Mr. Honeycomb, what do you think you would have done in this case?

What !'' vou exclaim. " The man

surely would not think of cheating the insurance companies !"

Sir. let me inform you that such an

L-sue as that never once presented itself

to our unfortunate Joaann. The question with him was : .Shall I sacrifice my nappiness for Katrina's comfort? A tumult of thoughts seemed to throng his brain all at once ; then with a powerful effort, he made his decision, and slunk away out of the crowd into thr; darkness no longer the prosperous Johann Bierslinger, but a strange and unknown being, homeles.-) and nameless. Early in the morning a dark train bore out of the city, in iis dark t s; corner, a man who stammered when the conductor asked his destination, as if the subject had never occurred to him before. While the current of one life was shifting ho completely, they whom it most concerned were sitting r.t the supper-table waiting for Johann's return. Kate read the newspaper (she had learned to read English quito readily), and the old lady brought out her knitting-work and wondered occasionally at the prolonged absence of lier son inlaw. As it grew later, the servant cleared away the table. Kate, having finished reading the news, began 0:1 ti:e advertisements. Her mother' finally letired, grumbling at Johann for his late hours hours destined to be later ttn.n her latest thought. Years are, but the expansion of hours, and years grow strangely late. Kathrina was still reading the newspaper, when a neighbor aum in and acquainted her with the lo-s of the factory. If this had been such a blow to her husband, what must have been the feelings of Kate, whone every thought was bound up in the acquisition of wealth! And she had married belo.v her station in society for this! Tu be reduced to poverty, and be c ut by all her acquaintances (as she knew she would be), was too much for her to beav. She determined to faint away, so th,u when Johann came home he" should bo duly apprised of the enormity of his guilt toward her. Accordingly, before the neighbor (who was trying to find some way of gently breaking the news to her) could say another woru, K at-hrina

swooneu graceiuily away. It would, of course, be wrong in m;i to say that the death of her husbnnd did not affect Mr.-;. Kate. If sie ever loved him, it was at the moment when

told that she should ee him no more. She went into deepest mourning for many months. If outward calmness is a symptom of internal grief, she was the victim of the most v olent emotion. If she ever wept, it was in the privacy of her own chamber, where we will not ii. trade. ITer's was no common lo-s. Some husbands love their vives, their children, the r parents, their horses, their money in fact, everything about ttcm. They geem to have an unlimited capacity for loving. Johann loved Kathrina Kathrina alone. And this husband, who loved hi-r had been snatched away in a terrible manner, and without even a chain e of saying ' goodbye!" or "God bbss you!'' Not to mourn the le ss of su:h a kusoand would prove her an ingiate of the lowest type. Of course, the idea. of thinking about her husband's property was at tirst in tolerable. When sb ? came to look into matters, however, she founci that while1, there were no outstanding debts, ot all the business property hud t fit destroyed in the fire, and she ami her mother left with only the cottage, which

they could car. their own. She indignantly refused to touch the. life-imur-ance money. It seemed to her, she declared, like a s.aorilegv. But after a while ihe felt that, ns it had been her husband's intention to provide lor her, she should accept it.

Twenty thousand dollars in cash w, no small sum at that time, and Kithrina had littli difficulty in investing it safely. Much of it she caused to be put in real estate This increased greatly in value, and in due course of time Mrs. Kate Bierslinger attained the reputation of being a rich young widen-. The little cottage was rented, and its former mistress purchased a fine houte.on a fashionable avenue. She kept n splendid carriage with driver and footman in livery. Her business was all traasacteet by her agents, and she was apparently in want of nothing to aeld to a life of ease. Friends, of whom she had many as she crew wealthier, adviseel her to marry ; but she kept her own counsel. She had reared a stately monument to Johann, antl this she visited ofte n. After a while she btgan to figure on the charity-lists, and her name was ;, synonym for benevolence. She founded a hospital; nnel risited the poorer c.istricts of the city on errands of mercy. One day while riding in her carriage, accompanied by several of h?r lady friends, they passed a party of laborers who were at work mending th-i pavement. Kathrina was in the mid it of an animated conversation, but happened to catch the eye of one of them, iresscd in a ragged blouse and smoking a short pipe, who looked so like her d ceasci husband that she fainted outrijrbt and in good earnest for once in her life. She was taken to the house of one of her friends, and on recovering demanded to 1)0 driver, back immediately to the group of laborers. Her second thought must have convinced her that s ie had been the victim of a silly illusion ; fir, before reaching t he spot she ordered the coachman to return to the hous-5. She did not consider it necessary tc obtain certain proof of her weakmss by again facing t he cause of her agitation Having recovered her spirits, she proceeded with her friends on their orig .nal errand ; antl they soon forgot ti c incident. Kate, however, for a lor g time thereafter, scanned half fearfully the faces of all the laborers she met. probably with the vain hope of ag;.in seeing the one that had gay.ed up at her out of her deael husband's count mance. Ten years drag along very slowly, even with the rich, who have every convenience for killing time. Mra. Kate Bierslinger felt very lonely af:er her mother's death, which occurred one night, not altogether unexpectedly, for she had long been a confirmeel : nvalid. Kate was young (hardly thirty yst), and better looking than when as a f :irl she won the allections of the simple weaver in Oolgau. She moved in aveiy high circle of society, and was admircel at Newport and Saratoga. Amcng her numerous lovers was Mr. , a wealthy Chicago merchant. To him she finally yielded her hanel and heart, at ai3 urgent solicitation. Who can blame her? Had sh not sorrowed long enough in satin and rouge for her dear! husband? The time of the wedding was i;et. It was to be celebrated with great splendor, anel for many weeks Kat 3 kept several millinery and dressmaking shops desperately at work. At length

the eventful morning dawned. The preparations were all complete ; the groom was already at church; 1 10 carriage was at the door waiting t") bear her thither ; and she was about to descend from her room, when a rctc was bro lght her by a servant, addra-sod to " Mrs. Kate Bierslinger." It wa not a very formidable note, being vrttten with a pencil on the back of cn old cnveieipe, and tied round with a atring; but. for all that, Mrs. Kate tur ied as pale as the marble mantel-piece on which she leaned for support. The following i.s a true copy of the epistle : " Mei.ne LiEBCHE.f : Dies ist, t; mach the kno das Ich bin nicht burned als thow hc.st immer fought. Ich .vohne in dieser Stadt. Thow are a rran to mari weltdi unrecht wud be. Ich bin nicht fitt for the to se, so das Ich mud tho nicht mir out to finelen ask. JOHAJN." Mrs. Kate Bierslinger read this over several times, though evidently not so much to arrive at the sense of the letter as to reflect upon it. Perhapi Mrs. Kate concluded that the note wits a cruel imposition, or, perhaps, only a practical joke (so opportune a moment for a practical joke I) played upon ht!r by ft friend. The idea of her husband having been alive these past ten roars, without presenting himself to hei, was too ridiculous to imagine. And even if living, how, in his present position, could he identify but this is touching on vho wrong train of the ugh t. Perhaps, I say, such thoughts as ,he;se, and a hundred more, flashed through her mind in that moment. If there ever came a crisis in the life of Mrs. Kate, it was then. Whether or ao, it did not take her long to decids her course ; for, saying that she was ready, she descended in her carriage ami was driven to the church. A few days after the marriage of the wealthy Mr. to tho beautiful Mrs. Kiel -.linger, there! wast brounht t) the hoi-p;tal founded by the latter, a p'.-ema-turely old man, in a state of complete physical exhaustion. It soon app jarcd that, he was steadily declining, s.r d all hope of his restoration was abandoned by the physician. The man woidl answer no questions, and bis vocabulary was limited to one word, " Kate." He murmured " Kate" in his sle;ep; "Kate" was his first word on waking ; and " Kate" apparently formed the staple of his delicious fancies. " Kate" seemed to be the most original remark th;it he

was eapat le or. It changed one day that the late Mrs. Bie:;slinge r, accompanied by her new husband, visited the hospital on one of he r customary errands of mercy. What a happy couple they looked I And how the sick raised themselves in their cots, and called dr.wn blessings upon their benefactors ! This was all very aleasant to Mrs. Kate, who smiled graci ously

around, and looked a perfect picture of youth, beauty and goodness. While conversing with the attending physician on the condition of the various patients, there came from one of the beds a low moan of "Kate!" The wife of the wealthy Mr. , and the angel of mercy to the afflicted, gave a si,dden jlart, which, being noticed bj the physician, he hastened t-9 explaia the cause. " Wouhln't you like to see the poer ereature, K ate?" said her husbrnd. jocularly. " Perhaps he is some obi adorer of yours." " No, thank you ; I do not care o see him," she rejoined, carelcisly ; and during he r ride back to tho city the was .inusually taciturn.

ISut why drug thifi story longer? The I yarn of the weaver was Bpun and laid i away for a final examination. I have i no desire to follow the fortunes of Mrs. I Kate. Her conduct will also he. adjudged at the proper time. She, may 1 have been t-incerely honest in her

course, of action. How -ratild she have known that Johann, whj had sacrificed his prospects in life for aer, and woutel willingly sacrifice his life as well, was living for ten years in most abject poverty within sight of her avenue mansion '.' How could she have guessed that, escaping from the flames, he had drifted about, without ambitirtii or even pow-:r to work at his old trade f that, fi iend-le-ss, moneyless and almost mindless, he had crept back to the city, tli:t he might at least be near the woman he loved? If, looking from her cheerfai window, on cold wintry nights, she hf.el seen a solitary figure passing and repassing, and had known this to be her own husband, would she not have; flown to him and never again let him depart from her? I do not know. I only know that there was soon a new made; mound in the little graveyard riot far from the hospital, and no one knew who it was that, was buried there, except faat, it, was the strange man who had died in the hospital in his delirium. And if it was remorse or an uneasy conscience that caused Katrina to come so often and eit so long beside the nameless grave, and to deck it with wild flowers such as y?ars before sl e had worn in her bosom when a maiden s.mong the youth of Golgau, it came all too late : too late to be of any service tc him who hael at last found refuge from the cold anel pain and hunger which he had borne willingly for her sake; let us hope not too late to have hs influence upon her own better nature. " And I think in th(? tiros of most woman and nif n TtuTO'D a moment when all Liight so Bvaeoth ami fvel; If iilr the tl-ad couUl Undent whoa To coma back and be forgiven !" Lakeside Monthly. Current Items, A nu mber of leaeling citizens of Fort Wayne, hid., are organising a party for a European tour. Smox Aver, of Now Haven, lunched on his wife's cheek, which has moved the press to call him " a nipping and an eager Ayer." The Sultan of Turkey is a bad financier, and owes to tradesmen in Constantinople, it is said, the sum of 150,000.1)00. M. L. Suli.ivant, the man who owns the majority of Ford county, III., finished husking his crop of 450,000 hushels of corn on the 20th ult. Yokohama, Japan, is to be lighted with gas. The company is of native formation, and the works are to be supplied from Glasgow, Scotlanel. A general impression prevails at the West that very serious floods .are likely fo visit the line of the Union Pacific railroad when the warm weather approaches. A rocKO physician in Sedrlia, Mo., who had waiteel patiently three years for a call, at last found the following cheerful o::eler on his slate : " Doctor, come to Jesus." A new and ingenious advertising dodge is to print an advertisement upon a strip of paper like a telegraphic dispatch, and inclose it in an envelope of the telegraphic pattern. Tiiev have a new way of sinking wells at Brownsville, Texas. A man named Atcheson Wells, while wading in the river, stepped into a quioksa-ntl and vanished from sight in a second. A rocvo lady of Lewiston, Me., who wants to be a lawyer, anel with the lawyers stand, is hunting fer an attorney who will take her into his office, and put her through a course of study. A peculiar case of domestic infelicity has occurred at Covington, Ky., where Volney Hutsell has instituted a su.t against F. S. Watkins, hh father-in-law, for $10,000 damage?, alleging that Watkins induced his daughter to abandon her husband. The Speaker of the Lower House ef the Mississippi Legislature is a colored man named Lynch, only 27 years old. He was born in Louisiana, but is well educated and possessed of excellent natural abilities. He is a thorough parliamentarian and a skillful debater. The Chicago Tribune of the 8th inst. has the following marriage notice : COLBY In Liberty, Maine, on the 1 1 th inst., Rufus Colby, aged 35, to his mother-in-law, aged 55. The bride is a widow of about two years, and the bridegroo .i a widower of about ten months. A Michigan newspaper office has a curious visitor in tho shape of a torn cat, which finds its way outside of the skylight every cold morning a soon as the stove begins to warm the class, and then gravely slides down, repeating the exercise for some time, with as much composure; as a little boy coasting. A Pennsylvania editor returns thankB for a serenade, and says : " In many localities thisi might be a thin way of expressing one's appreciation of a favor of this kind ; hut here, where the wells are nearly ah. dry, and the town is surrounded by t. prohibitory law two miles wide, nothing better can be tendered." At Grass Like, Mich., early on the morning of the fth, John Hammond arose from his bed in the house of William Loker, his brother-in-iaw, and passed outside for a fsw moments. Loker heard a noise, attributed it to burglars, anel prepared to shoot the trespassers. When Hammond re-en tereei, Loker called out, and, not. receiving an

immediate reply, sfiot Hammond dead. The Survivor of the Celebrated Diamond Wedding. William C. Bryant's party received, while in Havana, many courtesies from Madame Oviedo, tho heroine of tho diamond wedeling in New York in 1S.W. The Rtiv. J. H. Brynnt writet; thus to

the l'rinceton (111.) Jiepub'ican: She was a New York girl, named Bartlett, who married, some years since, a rich old Cuban, with a tinge of African blood, I am told. I remember there was a great noise about, it it the time in the New York papers, and tho vast sums of money that were spent at the wedeling. Mr. Oviedo did not live long, and his young widow now lives in his spacious ami tplendid palt.ee, in all tho luxury of a princess. We called upon her Sutv'ay night, to thank her lor kind attention, and found her alone with another widow, a sister-in-law, younger than she is. Mrs. Oviedo is an intelligent woman, " talks like a book, ' and seems to understand all about the politics of tho island. I am told she manage or oversees her business. She has a laii'o sugar plantation near Mantanzas, where she spends the summer. The ir.c me from it in $800,000 yearly. She is strongly in favor of the annexation of Cuba to the United States, but says him doon not talk about it except to Americans.

Hanging Baskets. No floral ornament is more graceful or charming than a hanging basket, well-filled and in a thrifty condition. There is scope for a wide range of taste and style in both the material of the basket itself, as well as the plants with which it is filled. If one lives within reach of a good green-house, and can afford the moderate expense involved, the least troublesome method of obtaining a hanging basket is to order one ready filled, and growing. They generally sell, complete, from a dollar and a half to six br eight dollars, according to the materials and contents. All the care that the nurehaser need exercise is to see that tl - plants contained in the basket arete,! .is are adapted to the lncattAu it is destined to occupy, in respect to temperature, sunshine, etc. It is also necessary that all the plants contained in the same basket should have similar conditions of growth. If a Coletis, Begonia, or Tratlescantia is planted in the same basket with a

pansy or Chinese primrose, it would prove a failure, for the first three require a degree of he.tt which would be speedily fatal to the latter. A judicious florist would, however, avoid such an error. The material of the ready-made baskets is generally wire, terra-cotta or rustic work. The wire baskets, lined with thick, soft moss, are much the prettiest, but, require more care in keeping well watered, antl there is constant evaporation from the entire surface. But no one need be deprived of hanging baskets by reason of inability to obtain them ready filled from the florist. With no expenditure except that of a little labor, directed by taste and skill, articles have been produced which surpass in elegance of appearance the choicest proeluctions of tho green house. Half a cocoanut shell, a superannuated wire dish-cover, a china bowl swung up in a netting of crrcheteel zephyr, a wooden bowl covered with rustic branches, any shallow affair which will hold from a pint to half ft peck of soil and can be conveniently suspended, will answer the purpose. The steel

springs of a discarded hoop skirt furnish the material with which a variety

of baskets may be fabricated. If a dish

of any kind is used, always see that ample provision is made for drainage, by means of a hole or holes in the bottom. For contents, the forests, fields and. roadsieles furnish an inexhaustible variety. Plants o;' dwarf, compact habit are necessary for filling up the center, and those of a trailing habit to hang over the sides. For the latter purpose. Moneywort (Lysimochia nummularia). Nasturtium (Troposolum majus), Lobelia erinus, are all neat antl pretty. There is a little creeping plant with a square stem, rounded kidney-ahaped leaves, and blue flowers, called Gill. ( Nepcta Glechoma), which is regarded as a weed in the country, but which nourishes nicely in hanging baskets, and i sometimes sold by city florists for that purpose. Some of the prettiest baskets we ever saw were home-made, aud filled with forest plants : Trailing Arbutus (Epigoa repens), Wintergreen (Gaultheria pro cumbens), Partridge berry (Mitchella repens), the barren strawberry (Waldsteinia fragaroides), and directly in the center a strong rhizome or " root" o::' fern. The latter continues, during the entire season, to uncoil its rich, feathery fronds, in striking yet harmonious contrast with the bright green foliage, delicate bloom and brilliant berries of its trailing neighbors. This collection had tho additional advantage of being able to flourish in a cool, sunless, north room. Care should be taken to see that hanging baskets are not permitted to suffer lor want of sufficient watering. Wire baskets, lined with moss, should, in addition to the usual sprinkling, be dipped in water every few days.

The Overthrow of Rings. The fight goes bravely on, everywhere, and against all sorte of peculation anel

jobbery. This is the year of investiga

tions. Not that tliere are more tnieves in this year of grace 1871 than in any other year of grace. But the great political questions are in some sense oui; of the way, and now the public conscience has come with a swift and sudden retribution against the unfaithful stewards, who, having presumed on delay, have wasted their masters' goods in riotous living. In New York the overthrow of the Ring becomes every day more and more utter. Last Thursday, as Mayor Hall's trial dragged its slow length along, anoi all had grown tired of the tedious battle j of technicalities, Andrew J. Garvey, the swindling plasterer of the public buildings, who spread on his charges entirely too thick, and who has been for a long time in hiding, was (suddenly marched out of a private room, to the great consternation of all concerned in the defense of the King. He comes prepared to make a clean breast of it, as soon an the technical points raised by the lawyers will allow his testimony to be given. Connolly is said to have fled the city, Tweed is in hiding, and the battle seems to be pushing itself to the last refuge of the thieves, who are already politically ruined, and who can hardly escape tho punishment due their crimes. At Washington three Congressional investigations are pending one into the New York Custom House and General

Order abuse, and two into the French arms business. These committees ought to investigate thoroughly and conscientiously, in the interest of pure government, into the conduct of all officers of the Government connected with both th;se affairs. In the South tho reckless adventurers who have plundered the States under pretense of governing them, are coming to grief, and, on the whole, we believe this ko be a ye:;r of reforms. The oil abuses, alway hiding away in the city, State, and federal government!, can hielo no longer against an awakened public conscience. The Sword Mightier than the Pen. Richmond editors evidently repudiate the maxin that " tho pen is mightier than the sword," and so whenever two of them write upon opposite sides of a eiiic slion. thev become dissatisfied with

the goosequiil, and resort te the more barbarous weapon. Accordingly the editor of the Whig and his neighbor of the Enquirer made all their arrangements t . shoot at each other recently, and were only prevented from putting their purpose into practice by the interfer ene'e of the authorities. It is said that " Cervantes laughed Spain's chivalry away," anel now if some good Cervantes or other will only do as much for these United States, the peonlewili havo good

reason to hold his name in anectionate I and is BivppoBed remembrance lor all time to come. ' the brain.

Farm and Garden.

To Rimove Warts on Horses. Procure

an ounce of concentrated muriatic acid

(spirit of sal:) ind apply to the top of

tne wai t wita 1 thin, pine suck, morning and night. The acid forms a crust which is easily taken off eaca day until

the wart is gene. It causes no pain, ami. in due time the hair will appear on tho spot. Keep the acid well corked and out of reach of the children. Interfering Horses. It is very seldom that a horse interferes when barefoot; and it should be the aim of the horseshoer to have the hone's foot, after the shoes is on it, as it was before it wna shod ; so instead of a heavy shoe make one as light s possible a shoe the same as runn.ng horses have. Shoe them close ami; thr -rriil b natrottW. Bye for Ilcg Pastures. A correspondent of one of our Western agricultural papers says: I have sown fall rye for a hog pasture with the best results. It makes an ex

cellent feed, may be pastured as soon as it is large enough to furnish "a good bit ," and besides being excellent for the growth arid health of the hogs, it furnishes a vast amount of feed at small co3t. When grain is high-prioed there is great economy in a rye pasture. If it ii not eaten too close it will mature a part of the grain, and this may be gathered by the' hogs, or it may be used for seeding by being plowed under. Clover will -row very well with rye ; better, perhaps, than with any other grain, as the shade is less upon the growing plants. But your correspondents who propose to pasture rye and young clover with hogs, must take them separately. The hogs will pick out the tender clover and scarcely a single plant will escape them, even though a large share of the rye should be left to matu re. 1 have no experience with spring rye, bui; presume it would be later in starting, and less valuable on that account. Growing rye if, I believe, the most nutritious of all green food, and though especially adapted to feeding swine, I lwe no hesitation in recommending it as ;i most valt'iable and economic food for cattle. Beautify Tour Homes.' A correspondent of the Prwrie Fanner makes the following sensjhl 3 suggestions : A word to my brother farmers a little out of t he Lne of agricultural discussion : I wish to make you believe that it will pajr to take a 1 ittle more pains to add to the personal t.ppearance of your home surroundings. Have you ever thought how deface and uninviting a majority of them now appear, and how much more attractive, pleasant and home-like a little juc'iiciouti care and labor would make them? That there may appear a show of reason in what I Bay, take a survey of your neighborhood, or ride ten miles in any

direction, and observe if more than half

oui country ziomes do not present a

ger.eral slovenly appearance.

A country usually gets much of its

reputation fro ai the reports of strangers passing over it, or from transient visitois. The general untidy appearance of c. neighborhood, would, in a measure.

indicate to them a luck ot thrift or en

terprise, with a corresponding influence on the reputation of our otherwise more than average community. Suppose the reverse to be the case, and oui: passing friends comment with enthusiasm upon the thrifty appearance of our beautiful homes; would not this tell upon the value of our farms? and I am glad to present this important question with a little pecuniary advantage, and 1 am of the opinion that if we wished to sell our farms, that it would be a profitable investment to put ten per cent, of their value into what many would call fancy improvements, meaning a zood fence around the house, a well-k-ept orchard with a good and abundant list of smr 11 fruits, a kitchen garden well tilled and fenced, a neat lawn, with shrubs and flower beds in abundance, ar d many things else that the fancy of self or family may dictate. Only k-jep thin in view while attending to the useful. Don't forget the ornamental, and try and so combine them that one lends to the beauty of the other. It alwaya seomed strange to me that men who culti rate their fields well, who

are successful in growing good crops, and make the farm pay, will persist in allowing their house-yards and gardens to grow up the most foul and uninviting spots on the whole farm, and we

all know of r: any farms where this is

exactly the case. This will nc'i apply to all, but to altogether too many, ami most particularly to man who I mow have lived on the prairies of the West a dozen years, and not a tree 01 shrub of their planting marks the spot I for men who have turned down ind trodden upon thousands of pntirio flowers, and not planted or cultivated a single one ; or who have cleared ap siires of forest and not planted a s:.ngle tree in atonement ; who hare lived on for years, taking no note of the progreus of the age toward the belie: that the wot Id was not made simp y that wo might live in it to mar its beauty, but with a little of our time and labor, help to make it more beautiful. U. S. H. Ed3fiei,d Farm, L'elavan, Wis.

FOB THE BOYS AJSD GIRLS. Triable In the Hanaehaid. BY PBTJDT. Ileifth hoi tho world's fall of trouble, Little folks know it well ; Who has been hen-, while the trim little mother Went her chickens to sell? Ah 1 it was you, with your meddlesome fingers, Dear little blunderine Belle 1 Heigh ho 1 there's the milk for Miss Dolly - Spilled, every drop on the floor; The cows are awtey in the woods and the meadows, How can we get i,ny more. And what will yon say to the prim little mother. There she comes in at the door. " Heigh ho 1'' cries Moggie, the mother, " What in the world is to pay ? Nething koch right in parlor or kitchen As sure as I am away;" Poor little Belle, with her meddlesome fiBgen, Never a word can she say.

How should she know that the ono-lepged imMy. Asleep in grandfather s chair.

was threatened with croup, and srasn 't be lilted Except with tho greatest of care? "Tick ! took I" says the clock, "little mother. Learn to bear and forbear !"

How the lloree Made Frlenda Umbrella.

frtok the

A gentleman had a highly valuable horse, which, b it for one thing, was perfectly safe for his family. This alone made it impracticable for his wife or daughters to drive her. She would always shy at an open umbrella, and spring across the road. She was not afraid of anything else, and, though spirited, was very gentle. He thought for some time about curing this fear. He was unwilling to whip the beautiful creature ; and besides, he reasoned in this way, and very Bensibly ! " That would not lessen her fear ; it would only give her an additional cause of terror, and fihe would try to escape both by a more violent effort." But he concluded to give the horse some pleasure, and connect the pleasure with the very object which had frightened her. Horses are very fond of potatoes as fond as curly-heads are of candy. Fanny's owner put several nicely washed potatoes into his pocket, took an umbrella, and went into her stall. He offered her a potato on the point of the closed umbrella, after giving her one from his nght hand, holding the terrible object in the other. She was shy, but after some hesitation, took it off. Presently he gave her mother, having the umbrella slightly egfen : then a little more open ; and so on, till, after a few lessons (always letting her have the dainty), he learned to connect it with the umbrella, and would allow the latter to be furled and unfurled at her side, over her head or under her nose. -Soon she liked to see her friend bring an umbrella into her stable. But how she would act when oat of it was still a question. A rainy day soon decided it. Fanny was harnessed, and as seon as she saw a man approaching with an umbrella, the reins bei ig somewhat free, she went, of her own accord, toward it, no doubt expecting a potato. She was rewarded with one on reaching home, and never afterward shied at an umbrella. This is only one of many instances of the kind. The old saying, " Love is better than fear," is as true of dumb animals as cf human beings. A horse was cured of kicking by a simple means. He had been whipped

repeatedly, and was nothing bettered, but rather crew worse. An Did man

suggested a wav, and the dmor

it. He took a barrel, with both heads in (therefore too strong to be demolished by the hoofs), bored each head, and passed a rope through, fastening the ends to the harness, just behind the horse. Of course he kicked, and he kicked half an hour steadily : but finding that nobody cared or made any stir, he left off, once for all. There was no trouble afterward from his kicking in harness. Gentleness :is better than ar ger, the rule of love better, wiser, surer than that of fear. Prevention, too, ia better than cure. Almost without exception, a " trick" in an animal is the result of bad or thoughtless management at some time. M. O. Johnson, in Merry's Museum.

soon as the lamps were lighted she saw the oil on her child' i dress. " Lucy Ann, what ia that on your new dress?" she asked. " It is castor oil, mamma." " How came it there?" Lucy Ann hung down her head, and it was Miili in the rcom for a minute. Then the little girl looked, up, end a twitching about her lips disappeared with the words: 41 1 spilled it. I wss playing give Jane Maria some, for the mnmpe." "Playing with castor oil and in your new dress 1" excla med hor mother, who knew nothing of the tempUtion her little gir! had resisted. " You shall go to led for that without any light." Lucy Ann went sl3wly up stairs. The big round moon loo'ed into her room, an i lit it ap while she undressed. The

cat had followed her. It jumped up upon the bed, and curkd it itself close beside the little girl.

" I don't care, pussy, if 1 am sent to

bed," said Lucy Ann, sobbing. " I told the truth anyhow, a id I'm real glad I

did. And won't mamma be glad, too, when I tell her all asontitto morrow?"

Pussy didn't answ-jr, but Lucy Ann

wan comforted just t ie same.

What Books tor Children t From Heart! and Borne. We said last week that eentfral read

ing was a more powerful educational influence than any college training. Jn

saying this it was njt our thought to under-value for a mcment the dcfll and discipline of the colleges. A college education gives that which can not be had elsewhere. But it is not always or generally the valedictorian who has won high marks by his concentration on the niceties of classical study, it is not the Senior Wrangler who has swallowed matheiuaticafti a steady stream, that becomes the great man. It is be who has swept the wide horizon of general knowledge, breathing the bracing air of modern as well as of ancient thought, that will leave his mark oa the world. And so we say, buy a library for your children at all hazards. Of what sort shall it be? It us first warn you to beware of the Sunday-school libraries. Not that they are positively bad in tendency, but they are weak and dissipa ting in their influence. If the Sunday-school people, who control the most influential circulating libraries in the world could get it out of their heads that the sacredness of the Sabbath requires them to confine their literature to heavy, unreadable, devotional books, and to weak and ineip.d semi-religious fiction, the next generation would be greatly better in mind and morals than it is likely to be under the present system. Next, let us suggest that your library should take shape somewhat from your children's taste and age. If you have a boy with a passion for mechanics or natural science, thit will direct you toward such books as will gratify his taste. If he is young, Jacob Abbott's "Bollo's Philosophy" would delight him. If he is older, the " Illustrated Library of Wonders' will mjtvo to excite his interest. There are over thirty volumes of this library, and we are told they are not all alike exact 011 nicer scientific points, bat they are exact enough for popular use, and they are delightful reading for an intelligent child. If a child has a taste for history, buy Jacob Abbott's Histories. These books may be bought one at a tame, the new one being a rewsjd for the completion of the preceding one. But the best history ever written for a child is Dicken's " Child's History of England." But the most important thing in a child's education is tne cultivation of a real enjoyment of pure literature. If he pall his sense with Mayne Eeid and Optic books, you can not make him love better books. A child should be early introduced to the etimdard authors. Try Longfellow's " Hiawatha," Irving' " Sketch -Book," and one or two of Charles Lamb's esfays, as the one on " Roast Pig," for instance. But if your children are not yet old enough to love ikaeA efitnue tliAn n. a cjskr.iAt tiinir

An Did man L . ,. 7 nc- :

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the lst book of poems lor children that we know. In the matter of stories, children and younp people should be limited. The Arabian Nights" is not bad if there is not too much of it. fc Robinson Crusoe" and " Sanford and Merton" are admirable an one the older books, and Jean Ingelow's" "Mopss" and Harper's "Storj -Books" and the " Franconia Stories" are all excellent. Some years ago some excellent historical tales by Miss Strickland w.er published in this country, but we do not know by what house or whether they are still in print. They give a young person a better notion of the history af manners wh:ch is the most real history than anything we know.

A New .Swindle. The Republican of Springfield, Mass., calls attention to a new swindle that is beinj; practiced on farmers in that vicinity. The swindler makes a tempting otter for the farm, causes stories to circulate ot'hii wealth and solidity, and proposes to take a deed of the real estate, conditioned for the payment of the full amount of the purchase, including personal property, possession of the real estate to bo given at a future day, and the first note payable, also, at a future day. The deed and notes are executed. A bill of sale of all the stock, personal property, etc,, is made out to him, and, as f ie purchase money is included in the note secured by the conditional deed, it is receipted and deliverod. The personal property is immt dii-itely or soon after claimed either by, or sold to, or o,ttached by a third party, "an innocent purchaser in good faith," of course, and removed. In one

case a bill of sale covered property to

mo value ot over fl,oUU. A Singular Case. Dr. llibbard.a lecturer on physiology,

stopped in t tie middle of a lecture he

was cleliverinc; in Montreal, last week

utterly unable to remember what he was a out to say. lie was taken to his room, but did not recognize his friends, not e'en his vnfe, who was immediately sent for. He, seems to have lost his

memory entirely, dees not know where

he is, does not know his own name,

to have softening of

liUcrAim'a Little Temptation. Lucy Ann was the little girl. Jane Maria'was the doll. Lucy Ann said to Jane Maria, one day, "Now, you've just gone and got the mumps, and I'm

going M) uoctor you up rigui, smart, or you'll be having earache or something it.? 11 4 1:1. i .,ni

tiling Hit nilltti. j iinv M jwa be down sick wlien Christmas comes, and I shall juf t have to stay ut home and take car of you."

Lucy Ann went into tne kitchen to

make a poultice (poultices were the

thing for mumps.stie tnougntj, ana jane Maria was let alone.

Only the cat listened to poor Dolly's

doleful words. " Oh 1 it's dreadful to be a doll," she said. "I am all twisted up. Lucy Ann tells folks the rheumatics did it ; but I know 'twas herseli pulling me so, and twitchering me when she gets mad. Wish I could get

mad, too, sometimes; duu 1 guess 1 wouldn't toll f olks a story 'bout it. Oh 1 it's awful to bs 11 doll, and hav a new head put on ; and I know I've got to, if she puts that thing on -, for it's just agoing to stick fast, and pull all the red off my face. I know it is."

" Dear me I how loud you ao purr 1

said Lucy Ann to the cat, going into the

room and taking up Jane .Maria in tier arms, Kit tie follow ed them into the kitchen. " Now, there's no use in your making one bit of fusa, for you've got to take it. Castor oil is always good for babies, if they're sick or any thing,"said Lucy Ann, when the bread-and-milk poultice was bound on Dolly's cheek, and the cat was licking the milk from the dish. The spoon was full. A knock at the kitchen door startled Lucy Ann. The spoon shook, and down spread the oil over Dolly, Lucy Ann's dress, and the cat's fur. " Ithought'twasmothercomehome," said the child, springing up to hide her " dooloring" from Bight. "Nol it's just me," said Sarah Burns, " and I've come to 8ee if your mother's got any oastor oil. Mrs. Brown's baby has been taken sick, sudden, and they can't wait to send to the doctor." " Yes, here it is," said Lucy Ann ; " right here.'' Sarah Burns took the bottle and ran with it to Mrs. Brown. " Isn't it lucky for me," thought Lucy Ann, ' that she came ; for what would mother say to this oil? And now she'll think I Bpilled it out, getting the bottle for Miss Brown." After a while the

darkness began to gather ir. the tall evergreens by the kitchen-windows, and Lucy Ann began to feel very unhappy.

She had burned up the poultice, put

away the dish in which it had been

made, and hidden Jane Maria, so that no one should ask any questions about the cheek that had tio paint oa it. The

cvidenc6 was out of sight, but the little

actor did not feel one bit better.

At last her mother came home. As

A Smuggling- Scheme. lit is t-fated that the Government officers have discoveid an extensive scheme of smuggling silks, laces, gloves, etc., whch have bee .1 bought in Europe and sent to Halifax, N. S., thence to St. Stephens, N. B., and smuggled across at

Calais, Me., reachmg Boston, .New iorit and Chkgo in laro quantities. It ia

stated that a Mr. Howard, in Halifax,

with Montreal parties, has thus smuggled several hundred thousand dollars'

worth during tne t aur, year.

Thirty Kast Indhunen are on their

way from India to B oston.

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