Democratic Sentinel, Volume 17, Number 43, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 10 November 1893 — FOR THE YOUNG FOLKS. [ARTICLE]

FOR THE YOUNG FOLKS.

LONG FINOEB AND LONG TONGtJB. Dear children, you are very nice, To be so very young— But tell me, have you ever met Long Finger and Long Tongues Long Tongue can only blab the news To towns and cities near; Long Finger reaches round the world And spreads it everywhere. Long Tongue shouts out, ‘ ‘Hello! Hello!” And talketh over much; Long Finger tells us all he knows Just by a gentle touch. Ah, I must solve my riddle now Or you will guess it soon— Long Finger is the Telegraph, Long Tongue the Telephone. —[Pearl Rivers in The Picayune. A SOUTH AMERICAN BOY’g PRT. In South Amorioa a boy who wants to own a pet animal gets a monkey instead of a dog. Sometimes he can buy a monkey already trained, and if he can do so he is a very happy boy, because wild monkeys are ugly little fellows, and it takes a long time to teach them how to live with civilized people. A South American boy has to pet a monkey because there are not enough dogs in South America. The dogs that are iound there are used more as beasts of burden, like Arctic dogs, for useful purposes, such as drawing wagons of eggs to market or boxes of cocoanuts. Nor are they affectionate animals like out dogs. But with the South American boy a nice tame monkey, with soft furhairand snapping black eyes, is very highly prized, and he becomes attached to it. just as an English boy becomes attached to his collie or his Newfoundland, so he does not feel the need of a good dog.—[New York News. ELEPHANT TRAINING. New elephants are trained as follows: They arc first tied betwoen two trees, and are rubbed down by a number of men with long bamboos to an accompaniment of the most extravagant eulogies of the animal, sung and shouted at it at the top of their voices. The animal, of course, lashes out furiously at first; but in a few days it ceases to act on the offensive, or as natives say, "Shurum lugta hai.” It becomes ashamed of itself, and it then stands with its trunk curled up shrinking from the mon. Ropes are now tied round its body, and it is mounted at its picket for several days. It is then takon out for exercise, secured between two tame elephants. The ropes still remain round its body to enable the mahout to hold on should the olephant try to shake him off. A man precedes it with a spear to teach it to halt when ordered to do so, whilst, as the tame elephants wheel to the right or left, tho mahout presses its neck with his knees, and taps it on the heed with a smnll stick to train it to turn in the required direction. To teach aa elephant to kneel it is taken into water five feet deep when the sun is hot, and, upon being pricked on the back with a pointed stick, it soon lies down, f tartly to avoid the pain, partly from ncllnation for a bath. By taking it into shallow water daily, it is soon taught to kneel even on dry land.—[Yankee Blade.

HONOR THE DRAB OLD MOTHER. Time has scattered tho snowy flakes on her brow, plowed deep furrows on ber cheek—but is she uot sweet and beautiful now? The lips which hare kissed many a hot tear from tho childish cheek are the sweetest lips in all the world. The eye is dim, vet it glows with the. rapt radiance of a holy love which can never fade. Oh, yes, she is a dear old mother. Her sands of time are nearly run out, but feeble as she is they will go further and reach down lower for you than any other on earth. You cannot walk into midnight whore she cannot see yoii; you cannot enter a prison whose bars shall keep' her out; you can never mount a scaffold too high for her to reach that she may kiss and bleat you. In evidence of her deathless love, when the world shall despise and forsake you—when it leaves you by the wayside to die unnoticed, the dear old mother will gather you up in her feeble arms, carry you home and tell you of all your virtue* until you almost forget that your soul ia disfigured bv vices. Love her tenderly, and cheer her declining years with holy devotion.—[Th» Bugle Call. ANDREW MAnVBI, AND THE BRIDE. Andrew Marvel, a poet of some little fame, was chosen as a member of Parliament for the borough of Hull, ia the reign of ChArJes 11. He was a man of integrity and spirit, and such persons seem to have been rare in that reign. The Government, wishing to bring over to their side so important a person, and believing that a man of no fortuno could readily be bought, sent the lord treasurer, who had been his school-fcliow, to see Marvel Danby, at parting, slipped into bis hand an order lor $5 000, and then went to his carriage. Marvel called the treasurer back to tho garret, and then summoned Jack, bis servant-boy. "Jack, what had I for dinner yesterday?” "Don’t you know, sir? The little shoulder of mutton you ordered me to briDg you from the market." "Quite right, child; and what have I for to-day?” "Don’t you know, sir, that you bid me lay by the blade-bone to boil?” " ’Tis bo; very right, child; go away.” Then, turning to the astonished treasurer, he said: "My lord, do you hear that? Andrew Marvel’s dinner is provided. There is your piece of paper; I want it not. The ministry must seek other men for their purpose; I am not one.”