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READING FOR THE SABBATH. When He Conies. If I were told that I roust die to morrow— That the next sun Which sinks should bear me past all fear and sorrow For any une; All the fight fought, all the short journey through, What should I do? (do not think that I should shrink or falter, But just go on Doing my work, nor seek to ohange nor alter Aught that is gone; But rise and move, aud love and smile and pray For one more day; And lying down at night for a last sleeping, Say in that ear Which hearkens ever: ‘'Lord, within Thy keeping, How should I fear? And when to-morrow brings Thee nearer still, Do thou Thy will.” I might not sleep for awe; but peaceful, tender My soul would lie ill the night long; and when the morning splendor Flashed o’er the sky, 1 think that X could smiie—could candy say, “It is His day.” But if a wondrous hand from the blue yonder Held out a scroll Dn which my life was writ, and I with wonder Beheld unroll To a long century’s end its mystic clew what should I do? What could X do, O blessed Guide and Master, Other than this?— Still go jon as now, not slower, faster, Nor fear to miss The road, although so very long it be, While led by Thee? Step after step, feeling Thee close beside me, Although unseen; Through thorns, through flowers, whether the tempest hide thee. Or heaven serene— Assured thy faithfulness can not betray. Nor love decay; Let me keep on, abiding and unfearing Thy will always; Through a long century's ripe fruition, Or a short day’s; Thou canst not come too soon; and I can wait Ii thou come late. —Susan Coolidge. Religious Notes. The eighth Old Catholic congress will he held m Krefeld, Aug. 29—31. Can there be no sympathy without the gabble *f words?—Charles Lamb. The Rev. E. P. Hammond, the evangelist, proposes to visit Great Britain. General Booth is coming to this country to iook after the Salvation Army. The Free Chureh of Scotland is about building * missionary college at Bombay. The Congregationalists of Great Britain have tun their jubilee fund up to $1,525,000. “Asisting a minister to abdicate" is the latest way of reporting the maneuverings of a minority to get rid of a pastor. Rev. J. A. Williams, D. D., and Rev. J. Gardiner, D. D.,will represent ihe Methodist Church of Canada at the coming centennial conference. When a little one noticed for the first time a a large apple-tree in blossom, he exclaimed. “Come and see God’s great big splendid bouquet!” The Vatican, which once tried to get rid of the Waldenses by fire and sword, now tries gold, having offered $40,000 for their newly-built ehurch at Rome. The Oapuchin father, Massaga, the archbishops of Vienna aud Seville, aad six other Italian prelates will be created cardinals at the consistory in September. Rev. Dr. C. K. Marshall, a prominent preacher o£.the Methodist Church South, is exerting himself to have Sunday worship at the New Orleans Exposition. The peace conference in session at Bern, approved of a resolution in favor of general disarmament, and the establishment of an international tribunal of arbitration. 0 how much more doth beauty beauteous seem, By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem, For that sweet odor which doth in it Uve. The Sublime Porte has issued a decree forbidding Jews hereafter to settle in the Holy Land; those who desire to pray at the holy places are permitted to remain thirty days. In the English House of Lords, both archbishops and a dozen bishops recently stoqd up to kdvocate the extension of the franchise, and only one cast his vote on the Conservative aide. The Morning Star, a steamer designed for the use of the American Board of Commissioners for Foreign Missions.was launched at Bath, Me., August 6. She sails for the mission fields early in September. Babu Ram Chandra Bose sails from New York in the Adriatic, August 28, on his return voyage to India. The Rev. Dennis Osborne expects to leave America about the same time, making a direct voyage to his home. The total results of the centennial movement for Dickinson College now foot up to about $170,000, of whieh $70,006 will be added to the endowment fund. The other SIOO,OOO will go into Biie four new buildings and their equipment. The second volume of St Thomas Aquinas's works, published by the order and at the expense of the Sovereign Pontiff, from the printing office of the Propaganda, has just appeared and received his minute examination and his approval The Rev. J. P. Cook, the fraternal delegate from the French Conference to the late General Conference, has been appointed by the French Conference, at its session that terminated July B, as delegate to the British Wesleyan Conference at Burslem, England. Hon. Thomas D. Worrall, of Washington, D. C-jOffeisa prize of SSO for the best sermon on the “Evils of Slander.” The conditions are that the sermon must have been actually preached, he half an hour long, written in a plain hand, and sent to Mr. Worrall, 618 F street, N. W., Washington, D. C. During a recent series of meetings in the Bareilly Girls’ Orphanage, conducted by Rev. L Fieldbrave and Dr. Dease, thirty girls were hopefully converted, and the work had not ended. This revival, beginning among the girls in Bareilly, spread to the Shajahanpur orphanage, where seventeen boys have given their hearts to God. Gen. “Chinese” Gordon occupies a very high position in the esteem and affection of the shrietiau people of England, and they have full faith that God, in whom he puts his whole trust, will surely care for him in his critical position in Khartoum, Egypt Gordon win stand out in history as a sublime Christian hero ot the nineteenth century. The most important missionary news of the rear transpired on the 12th. Japan has offered to throw open its entire country to unrestricted foreign residence, travel and trade, and thus take its place among the commercial nations of the world, on condition of the abrogation of England’s claim, under the treaty of 1858, of separate jurisdiction in the five treaty ports. This will give anew impetus to missionary work in that newly awakened country. More nearly than any other country does Japan fulfill the prophecy of “a nation born in a day.* It would be more difficult to have a more elear and satisfactory definition of Christian perfection than was offered by the Rev. John Fletcher. “Christian perfection,” said he, “is nothing but the depth of evangelical repentance, the full assurance of faith, and the pure lovo of God and man shed abroad in a faithful believer’s heart by the Holy Ghost given unto him, to cleanse him and keep him clean from all filthiness of the flesh and spirit; and to enable him to fulfill the law of Christ according to the talents he is entreated with and the drtumstenees is which he is placed in this world;” The Methodist bishops, hr pursuance of the actios of the last General Conference ordering tSe appointment or a eommision, to be known t® “The Commission of General. Conference Entertainment Os the Methodist Episcopal Church,” have agreed upon the following named brethren to constitute that commission: Morris DtJ Crawford, NeWhurg, N. Y.; Homer HatOn, Glens Falls, N. Y.; William Swindells, BMlsdripWa, Pa; John M. Phillips, agent of the Book Concern, 80S Broadway, If. Y; Clinton B. Fisk, Seabright, N. J.; John B. Cornell, New York city; Edward If. Bfitm, Boston, Mass. The New York Advocate says: “Bishop William Taylor has issued, m the interest of ids selfscribes the eomfition and outlook of the work, and asks bis friends to aid his 'transit and building fund.' Be declines to receive any safety as

missionary bishop to Africa, and expects to push into that field on the basis of self-support, as in other lands. Concerning his personal needs he remarks: ‘As to salary, I have had none from any source for twenty-seven years, hut have supported myself and family by my authorship, and preached gratuitously. Os late God has made some provision for my family, and gives me a private partner in the missionary business who supplies my shortage.’ He closes his third circular with the following request: ‘Pray for India! Pray for Central and South America! Pray for Africa, the birth-place of Moses and the hidingplace of the infant Jesus!’ ” The French Wesleyan*. The followers of John and Charles Wesley are not confined to England and Amrica and the British colonies. There are not a few Wesleyans in Germany, and in Catholic France they are to be found in considerable numbers. The annual conference of the Freneh Wealeyans has just been held at Andaze. There were present all the more prominent representative men of the body. Letters were road from the sister churobes in America, in Germany and in Switzerland. The report showed an increase of membership and also of looal preachers. The churoh in France seems to have some surplus vitality, for it was proposed to commence a mission in Algeria. Wycllffe’s Native Village. A few days ago the quin-centennial of the death of John Wycliffe was celebrated at Wycliffe, his native village. During the day a service was conducted in the old church in which, it is supposed, he was baptized. In the evening there was a grand meeting in the grounds of Wycliffe Hall, the ancient seat of the family of Wycliffes of Wycliffe. Tradition has it, and the best authenticated records favor the belief, that John Wycliffe the reformer was born not at Wycliffe Hall nor in the village of Wycliffe, but at the now non-existent village of Spressweli, close by on the banks of the Tees. The name was long neglected, hut now the whole neighborhood claims him, and so well it may, for, although the country near and around Barnard Castle was the ancient home of the Baliols, John Wycliffe was the noblest Englishman of them all. The friends and neighbors seem in a hurry with their celebrations. John Wycliffe’s death did not take place until the last dav of the year 1384. The Crank. The Burlington Hawkeye never said a truer or better thing than the following, which is so near to pure and undeflled religion that it is worthy of a place in this religious column. “Deal gently with the crank, my boy. Os course, some cranks are crankier than others, but do you be very slow to sneer at a man because he knows only one thing and you can’t understand him. A crank * * * is a thing that turns something, it makes the wheels go around, it insures progress. | True, it turns the same wheel all the time and ' it can’t do anything else, but that’s what keeps ’ the ship going ahead. The thing that goes in for variety, versatility, that changes its position a hundred times a day, that is no crank, that’s a weather-vane, my son. What? You nevertheless thank heaven you are not a crank? Don’t do that, my son, maybe you couldn’t be a crank if you would. Heaven is not very particular when it wants a weather-vane; almost any man will do for that. But when it wants a crank, my hoy. it looks about very carefully for the best man in the community. Before you thank heaven that you are not a crauk, examine yourself carefully, and see whatis tho great deficiency that debars you from such an election." Sunday-School Music. Much has been said and written about the silliness of modern Sunday-school and revival songs, aud indeed some of them are very poor poetry and scarcely better sentiment. But all the silliness is not by any means confined to modern song. By a survival of the fittest, the best of the psalmody of former years has come down to us, and we are ignorant of the multitude of songs and parts of songs that have died and been forgotten. I recollect reading in a book of “Revival Melodies,” published by Hiram Mattison, D. D., in New York, in 1858, a number of old Methodist revival songs which were ; fully as odd as any of our later Sunday-school songs. One of these revival melodies pictures the joys of heaven and declares: “There a Fletcher unites With the old Israelites Praising God for free grace While the angels sing base.” One of the stanzas of that favorite hymn, “Oh! how happy are they Who their Savior obey!” contains the verse, "And the moon it was under my feet" This stanza was at one time printed with the others, but in lata revisions it has been left out. An early metrical version of the Psalms had the stanza: “Ye finny monsters of the sea Your Maker’s praises spout, - Come forth ye fishes of the deep And wag your tails about.”

THE SONS OF PREACHERS. An Endeavor to Trace the Canges of Their Wandering from the Narrow Path. “Gath’s” New York Letter. It is often asked why the sons of ministers go astray. There are many explanations why the children of men without worldly attachments might break away from the dull dignity of a mere teacher of a flock whose parishioners are quick to judge his children, and they become restive under the excessive restraint imposed on them as the sons of the )jest man in the town. A reason for- the errantry of preachers’ sons I consider to be in the ambitious nature of their fathers. There is not so proud a thing on the globe as an ecclesiastic. The man put in a pulpit several times a week to champion his sect, his theology, or the passing question in morals, becomes in the exercise of his disputative power a proud, vehement, impetuous person. It was so before the ecclesiastics bad either wives or sons. It was so when Wolsey was a § -eater man than the Kins of England, and ichelieu greater than the King of France. It was so when tbe son of Rope Alexander, he who gave America to Spain in the name of heaven, made all Europe the theater for his ambition and revenge. Not unfrequently an ambitious young man chooses the pulpit in preference to any profession he can think of. This occupation often attracts young men at college who obtain some applause for their platform speeches. They consider that medicine and law involve too much drudgery and probation, while the pulpit, lets the young tyro loose from the very beginning, to declaim not only to men hut to women. In England, where the clergyman has a living, or a rectory or parish, from which ho is not removed all nis life, it is natural for the sons also to take the father’s business as the sons of a miller would run a mill, and the grandson after that In that way the Wesley family were for three generations priests. Where there is talent in a clergyman’s children, it is frequently willful and precocious, like the aggressive nature of the father, thundering away by the hour at his flock. The library of the preacher lies open to the boys. They find in it not the lessons of humility, yet they are expected to be living manikins to illustrate what their father is preaching about Besides; there is a certain aristocracy in preachers’ sons. They have seen their father ha control of a large congregation, demi-magisterial, in the little town he liveß in, and they do not take kindly to trades or even to clerkships. There is, or there was, seldom enough money to bring np the children in accordance with their self-esteem. So a sensitive, unnatural pride akin to aristocracy lives even in the child, and when it carries him In some tempest of indignation or revolt away from the monastic discipline of home, be becomes an object of notice, and the* a certain remorse—tbe return of hie better nature, or, rather, of the strict and superstitious teachings he has received—deepens his thoughts and passions. The men I have Been describing are nearly ail models of worldly and not of divine perfection. Other People’s Houses. "From Oulda’a New Novel. Why should you go and stay in other people’s houses? Another person’s house is hardly Better than a hotel; indeed, very qften it is worse. If you don’t like the dinner hour you cannot change it; if you are given slow horses, you cannot complain; if you dislike your rooms, you cannot alter then); if you think the chef is a Bad one, you Cannot Say so; if you find ail the house party bore ytm, you cannot get rid of them. You must pretend to eat all day long; you must pretend to feed amiable from noon to midnight; you must have an kinds of plans made for you aad submit to them; you can never read But hi your own room, and. gensraTTy speaking, them is nothing in the litaary-if it be an English

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library—-exeept Tillotson, Wordsworth and Darwin. I cannot imagine how any reasonable being subjects herself to auoh a martyrdom only beeause somebody else finds their country place dull without people. POINTS FOR SUMMER INSTITUTES. Should Plus Have Points? And, If So, Where? Indiana School Journal for July. The chairman announces the first topic for the consideration of the convention: “Should Pins have Point*? And if so, where?” He then calls cm Dr. Stanby to open the discussion. The Doctor announces that, in order to give anything like a clear idea of the subject, he must fo’back to the creation, and trace the subject own to the present time. The need of pins was first felt when it became necessary for Eve to fasten together fig-leaves for aprous. He was strongly of the opinion that pins of some kind were actually used on that occasion, and that the word translated sewed, should have been rendered pinned. Now the best and most natural substance for pins in that primitive age would be the thorn, andSwineskin, in his late travels in the East, had actually discovered a species of thorn well adapted to this use. But thorns have points, and these points are always on the little end. Here, then, is an excellent precedent. He then traced the history of pins through all nations, showing that some excellent specimens had been found in the stomach of an Egyptian mummy over four thousand years old, and gave a long array of statistics showing the number of pins used annually. The next speaker was Professor Sharp, from Thorntowu. He agreed most fully with the learned gentleman who had just taken his seat. It could be shown that the most highly civilized nations everywhere are the ones who use the most pins, and travelers have affirmed that the most savage nations use no pins at all. It must, therefore, be evident that the only thing necessary to civilize a nation is to supply them plentifully with pins. But as he couldn’t see much point to pins without points, he thought they should have points somewhere. It had been quite common, as his predecessor remarked, to have the points on the little end; but it seemed to him it would be less dangerous to children if they were placed on the big end. The fact that our fathers had seemed to favor the little end is bo reason why we should. The next speaker was the agent of the great Button House—a rival of the great Pin Company. While he was free to admit that there was some point to the arguments of the gentlemen who had preceded him, he could not agree with them in their conclusions. Pins, he said, were extremely dangerous, both to the child’s’physical and moral nature, and should not be tolerated. Nine-tenths of all the disorder createdin the school-room is directly attributable to their use. They induce boys to cut holes through the backs of seats that they may wake up their neighbors, and the damage done to clothing by having it pinned fast to the seat is enormous. He showed how by bending a pin in a certain shape, it may be placed on a seat so that its po.nt will stand upward. He had known cases where even teachers themselves had sat down on these relics of barbarism. They awaken the very lowest passion of a boy’s nature, for they tempt him to impale the poor flies that happen to be on his desk, and they are a hundred times more temptation to gamble than cards, dice, or horae raeiug. What teaeher of our youth has not detected them playing the demoralizing game of heads or points? All* this is due to the presence of the pin. Let every teacher, then, who does not wish to see his pupils grow up to be savages and gamblers, prohibit their use among his scholars. Statistics show, he would further say, that more than 93 per cent of all the mischief respiting from pins is attributable to their points. This is wholly due to having the point on the end; placing it on the large end, as had been suggested, would hardly remedy the matter, as the pin would be as far-reaching in its evil results then as now. though placing it on the large end would probably have a tendency to prevent the game of heads and points. If we must have pins with points, let us have the points in the middle. Thelast gentleman satdown amidst thundering applause, during which half a dozen gentlemen sprang to their feet. The president recognized Professor Small, of the Hentown College. He was surprised to hear so many learned gentlemen make fools of themselves. They must know that a point has position only. Now, that which has position without length, breadth, or thickness, can do no possible harm to any one. More than this, the point eannot be eonfined to either end nor the middle—the entire surface must of necessity be covered with points. Professor Cooi then rose and offered the following resolution as a compromise, which was unanimously adopted: “Resolved, That wo recognize the importance of pins as a valuable aid in our work, but think the position of the point may be safely left to the judgment of the teacher?” _ Some Wise Cows. Pall Mall Gazette. The other morning, a very sultry one, two cows came to our gate, evidently on the lookout for somethiug, and after being at first somewhat puzzled by their pleading looks, the thought struck me that they might be in want of water. No sooner had this occurred to me than 1 had some water brought in a large vessel, which the poor animals at ouce sucked up with the greatest eagerness. The pair then sauntered contentedly away to a field near at hand. In about half an hour or so we were surprised, and amused not a little, by seeing our two friends marching up to the gate, accompanied by threo other cows. The water-tap was again called into requisition,and the new comers I were in like manner helped liberally. Then, with gratified and repeated “boo-ooV (a unanimous vote of thanks), our visitors slowly marched off to their pasturage. It was quite clear to us that the two first oallers, gratified at their friendly reception, had strolled down to their sister gossips and dairy companions; and had informed them—how I cannot say, can you? —of their liberal entertainment, and then had taken the very pardonable liberty of inviting them up to our cottage. This morning we were again visited bv the first couple, bringing a stranger with them; and I have little doubt these morning calls will he regularly repeated, and afford my little household freßh pleasure and amusement in administering to their wants. The remarkable thing, to my mind, was the fact of the two first cows informing the others, as most assuredly they did, of the treatment they had received. I state the simple feet*. I have in my time lived a good deal in the country, but never remember anything like this remarkable instance of the cow’s Intelligence. P. S. —July 21.—Since the above was written our four-footed friends have never failed in their morning calls, generally bringing some (to us) stranger sisters with them. On Saturday we had three strangers, yesterday one, and this morning one. Utilizing Mark Twain’s Story. Chicago Herald. The late Allan Pinkerton had a company of gentlemen at his country seat, near Chicago, one cold winter day, a few years ago. For an hour he took them about his place, showing them this, that, and the other, and when at length they arrived at the house they were thoroughly chilled. "Now, gentlemen,” he said, "I want you to try some of this old Scotch whisky,” and his guests partook quite freely of his hospitality. Then he invited them into the library* where there was a large stove of the type known as the gas burner, apparently glowingly hot, and the party seated themselves about it, holding out their benumbed hands to catch the warmth. Here they ehatted for a time, when suddenly Mr, Pinkerton remarked: “It abrikes me that stove doesn’t send out much heat. How ao yu feel?” And each and every one replied that he felt delightfully warm, too warm, in faet, and suggested that the stove door be opened Mr. Pinkerton acted on tho suggestion, and, to the astonishment of his guests, revealed two lighted candles resting upon a huge block of ice, as the only contents. “See, gentlemen,” said he, “what a vivid imagination and a little Scotch whisky w>H do.” Opening tie Fountains. Iff numberless bulbs beneath the sftih is Secreted the liquid substance which gives the hair its texture, color and gloss. When this secretion stops tho hair begins at once to become dry, lustreless, brittle and gray. I* that the condition of your hair? If so, apply Parker’s Hair Balsam art once. It wifi restore the i6ldt, gloss and Mfe by renewing the action of nature. The Balsam is not an oil, not a dye, hut an elegant toilet article; highly appreciated because of itl cleanliness. la

THE YOUNG FOLKS’ COLUMN. THE FUKZLE DEPARTMENT. (Everything relating to this department must be addressed to \V. H. Graff am, West Scarborough, Cumberland county, Maine. Original contributions aud answers to each week's puzzles are solicited from all 1 Answers to Puzzles. No. 1180.— The scenes are dearest now and bare Where flourish’d once a forest lair. No. 1187.—James G. Blaine. No. 1188.—Whip-poor-will No. 1189. —Quito No. 1190.—1. N-ora. 2. C arson. 3. F-rank. 4. G-race. 5. Gutter. No. 1191. News-pa(y)pur. (newspaper.) No. 1192 ALTER L lEVE TENON EVOKE RENEW No. 1198— LAVE ABET VENT ETTA Original Puzzles. NO. 1215— CHARADE. My first you’ll find in every store, It holds the key to many a door. Men spend their days—some sell their souls— In gaining that which my first holds. 'Mid roeky cliff aud lonesome glen, My second is—and always when A traveler finds he’s near the plaeo He hurries on with quickeuc-vl pace. • My whole’s a statesman old and gray, His friends and admirers all say He watched at his post and never dozed; He declares his public life now closed. Indianapolis, Ind. F.vx Dinwood. NO. ISM —CURTAILINGS. 1. Curtail a tooth or prong, and leave a metal. 2. Curtail chaste, and leave a murmuring sound made by cats. 3. Curtail a long gown, and leave to steal. 4. Curtail a vault for the dead, and leave a boy’s name. Rena. Rensslaer, Ind. TO 1217—DECAPITATIONS. 1. Behead a girl's name and leave a word meaning to contend in running; again, and leave a very small quantity. 2. Behead a word meaning tidy and leave to consume; again, and leave a preposition. 3. Behead a word meaning weak and leave a kind of hammer; again, and leave the whole. 4. Behead a fish and leave a defeat; again, and leave abroad. NO. 1218— CHARADE. My first is a vehicle; my second is a fit of peevishness; nay whole is a covering. B. Knightstown, Ind. NO. 1219 ENIGMA. lam composed of twelve letters, and am a mountain in North America. My 6,1, 11 is a pert townsman. My 5,9, 2is one admitted to the printing fraternity. My 8, 10, 7, 12 is to name. My 4,3 is the relations of occasion. Indianapolis, Ind. John D. F. NO. 1280— REVERSALS. 1. Read forward and find a small inmot; read backward ami find a word meaning a strong taste. 2. Read forward and find the highest part; read backward and find a cooking vessel. 3. Read forward and find a word meaning enraged; read backward and find a bank to confine water. 4. Read forward and find a deep hole; read backward and find the paint. Lilly D. T. Julietta, Ind. no. 1211— SQUARE. 1. An animal. 2. A mixture. 3. To allude to. 4. Repetition of words by memory. North Salem, Ind. Dell. NO. 1222— HOUR-GLASS. 1. Despotic. 2. A piece of mechanism. 8. To gain knowledge. 4. A deed. A A letter. 6. A color; 7. A short play. 8. A guardian. 9. A gate through whieh troops *Uy. Centrals name an English author. Will C. A Noah, Ind. no. 1223 — SQUARE. L Pierces harshly. % Pertaining to frogs. 3. Actually existing. 4. A eircular plate of metal intended to be pitched- 5. To make secure. 8. A town of Germany. Flying Dutchman. Marshall, 111. [Answers in three weeks.] Our Frizes. 1. For the first perfect set of answers, an autograph album. 2. Next best set, a pack of fine address cards. Puzzles Answered. By G. Whiz, Mansfield, Nos. 1187, 1188, 1189, 1190 (nearly), 1191, 1192, 1193. By Will C. A., Noah, Nos. 1187, 1188, 1189, 1190, 1181, 1192, 1193. By John D. F., Nos. 1186, 1187,1188,1189,1190 (nearly), 1191, 1192,119a By B. t Knightstown, Nos. 1187,1188, 1189,1190 (partially), 1191. By Grace, New Brunswick, Nos, 1187, 1188, 1189, IX9O, 1191, 1192, 1193 Prize Winners. ‘ 1. No complete list received. 2. John D. F., a pack of cards (address cards) or a set of dominoes. Foot Notes. G. Whiz —We give you welcome. John D. P.—A very good list of answers. Flying Dutchman—The square, published above, is a. good one— pretty tough. STORIES ABOUT MARRIAGE. A Collection of Unique Incidents Connected with Weddings. London Society. There was a clergyman who married a couple, and at the weddingoreakfaat one of the bndemaids expressed a wish to see that mystic document, a wedding license, which she had never beheld in her life-time. The request occasioned a fearful discovery. The clergyman had quite forgotten to ask for the license; the bride-groom had left it to hia “best man” to procure it, and this the “best man” had forgotten to do. Os course, the marriage was no legal marriage at all The wedding party broke up in dismay, and the ceremony was performed again next day. The poor clergyman, however, never got ever the effects of his blunder. , r On another occasion a clergyman got himself into considerable trouble. He was of the type known as ritualistic, and persuaded a worthy couple who had been married at a non-conform-ist chapel that they had not been ecclesiastically married at all, and that it was necessary that they should be married over again at the parish church. This was very muck reseated by the non-conformist interest, and the clergyman was nut upon his trial at the Oxford assizes. The Judge took a very lenient view, and. said that as the parties had already been legally married, any further service was illusory and mere childfe play, and that “toe might just as well have road Chevy Chase over them.” In one of his novels CharlesSßeade makes his hero, S clergyman, wqnder whether he might not legally inafry himself to the heroiae. especially as they -were Both east upon a desolate island It may be as well that novelist and novel-readers should be aware that for to elergyman to officiate at his own Carriage is utterly Ofre day ton elderly clergyman met a young o&e. ( T nave bad a hard day’s work/ said the young Levite. “I Began at 7 o’clock this morning by marrying a young couple,” “Allow me to inform you,” said bis senior, “that a marriage at that time 6f tho day is no marriage at all Moreover, to the Best of my Belief, you have made yourself liable to four years’ penal servitude. You had better *0 back as soon as you failed to make the proper . responses, prompt them itorsOdiately, and with the greatest facility. As fo# tne men, they commit all kinds of blunders' and bunglingai. I have known a,man, at that very UeiVous and trying moment, follow a clergyman within the communion rails and prepare to take A place opposite him. I have known Erw

it vigorously in his own and give it a hearty shake. Sometimes more serious difficulties occur. Some ladies have had an almost unconquerable reluctance to use the word ‘‘obey;’ one or two, if their own statements are to be accepted, have ingeniously constructed the word “nobey.” The word, however, has still to bo formally admitted into the language. There was one girl, who was being married by a very kindly old clergyman, who absolutely refused to utter the word “obey.” The minister suggested that, if she were unwilling to utter the" word aloud, she should whisper it to him; but the young lady refused even this kind of compromise. Further, however, than this the clergyman refused to accommodate her, but when he was forced to dismiss them all without proceeding any further, the recalcitrant young person consented to “obey.” The difficulty, however, is not always made on the side of the" lady. On one occasion the bridegroom wished to deliver a little oration qualifying his vow, and describing in what sense and to what extent he was using the words of the formula. He was, of course, given to understand that nothing of this kind could be permitted. There was one man who accompanied the formula with sotto voce remarks, whieh must have been exceedingly disagreeable to the officiating minister. He interpolated remarks after the fashion of Burchell’s “Fudge!” "With this ring I thee wed; that's superstition. ’’ “With my body 1 thee worship; that's idolatry.” “With all my worldly goods I thee endow; that’s a lie.” It is a wonder that such a being was not conducted out of church by the beadle. This puts one in mind of an anecdote that is told of a man who in his time was a cabinet minister. There was a great discussion on the question whether a man can marry on £3OO a year. “All I can say,” said the great man. "is that wh I said, ‘With all my worldly goods I thee endow.’ so far from having £3OO. I question whether, when alt my debts were paid, I had 300 pence.” “Yes, my love,” said his wife, “but then you bad your splendid intellect.” "I didn't endow you with that, maam,” sharply retorted the right honorable husband. When the bridegroom has returned thanks, after the parson's speech, in these days of feminine oratory there is sometimes a tendency on the part of the bride to make a little speech of her own. “I call you all to witness, said a bride within our hearing, “that I have no intention of obeying. ” “Ah, madam,” replied Frederick Denison Maurice, who was present, “you have yet to learn the blessedness of obedience.” Some time ago a friend of the writers offered a reward of £SOO for tho discovery of a marriage register of the highest importance in a suit which he had on hand. A wonderful story was sent to him of the discovery of tho desired entry in an old register. A great snow-storm had broken through the vestry roof, and nearly destroyed the parish registers; it had become necessary to overnaul them to inspect damages, and the missing entry had been thus almost miraculously discovered. Fortunatelv my friend was not a very credulous man, and he went to a great expense with lawyers and experts to test the value of the document before paying the £SOO. It was then discovered that the registry was a skillful forgery on the part 6f the parson, who found it necessary to fly the country. The following case was related to me by a bishop of the Church of England: There was a man who had officiated as a clergyman in a large town for about fifteen years. At the lapse of that time it was accidentally discovered that he was an impostor. Anew bishop came or the man wont into anew diocese; anyhow, the request came that he would produce his letters of orders. Letters of orders are rather precious and remarkable documents; if once lost they cannot be replaced. The pseudo-clergyman replied, expressing his great regret that, in the course of a removal, the letters had been hopelessly mislaid, but hoped that the length of time during which he had served in the diocese would be considered a sufficient voucher. The bishop wrote back to say that he regretted the loss of the letters of orders, and that it would be quite sufficient if he gave exact dates, which would enable him to refer to the diocesan registry. The imptosture then became known. It was a matter of great anxiety to settle what had best be done under such circumstances. Os course a very large number of marriages had been performed during these fifteen years, not one of whieh was legal The first suggestion was that an act should be passed making these marriages legal. There were objeetions to this course. It was considered that an immense deal of pain would be caused by the publication of the invalidity of these marriages, and that peculiar hardship would be done in the case of children where one or both of the parents had died in the meantime. On a certain evening there was a solemn discussion between the bishop of the diocese and the Home Secretary, the result of which was a communication to the false clergyman that if he left England immediately and forever, proceedings would not be taken, but that otherwise he would be prosecuted. The Poor Journalist and the Newspaper Man, Burlington Haa-keyo, “I do not see,” remarked the journalist, “how I am going to get through my work to night, I am wearied, overstrained and exhausted already,” And he sank wearily into a chair and essayed to place his feet upon the table. “You look tired,” said the newspaper man, looking up from his work. “You must not attempt to do three men's work every day.” And there waa a pitying accent, in nis voice that touched the wearied journalist deeply. “You are right,” he said; “I should not do It, but I must. So much is expected of Me now; so many eyes are fixed upon the Journal, every line is scanned with critical intent, every word We say is weighed, every idea We advance is discussed. Our frieuds are expecting and demanding much of Us. Our enemies are vigilant and aggressive. I need rest, without it I may die at this desk, but what can I do? I must really ask you to help me out with the paper tonight’’ “I think 1 may be able to help You a little,” said the newspaper man, hanging a handful of copy on the hook. “I am a little busy just now on that convention article, and i have an appointment with Governor Sherman aud Senator Allison this evening, and expect to complete a financial article before midnight, if the telegraph matter.doesn’t take too much of my time, but i have three columns of editorial already written, and that, with other articles now under way. and a few editorial paragraphs i can make do for the editorial page, anil then after i look over the markets and get up the commercial review for the week, i can do something for You. What have You to do?” “irasked the journalist, holding his throbbing temples with his hands “You may well ask w hat. I have to go down and get the real estate transfers, and find out what boat goes down the river to-night.” If it wasn’t for the assistance he is compelled to render the journalist, a newspaper man wouldn’t have enough to- do to keep him. awake. Bad. Faanla Kemble, in Temple Bar. The position of the bed, (which for all purposes or the scene would be altered with advantage to the side of the [stage,) by which Othello is constrained to turn his back to the audience while addressing Desdemoca if she remains in it, has, we suppose, induced Signor Salvini to make her come from the alcove and speak the greater- part of the dialogue standing in front of it; an alteration of the stage tradition which hurts the effect iff the scene and is untrue to the intent! mos Shakespeare, who makes Othello tell his wife that she ie cm her deathbed, and in reply to his furious command, “Peace, be still” receives the answer, “I will, whatis tho matter?” with which tbe poor woman ©ewers down upon her pillow like a poor frightened child. Indeed, tho whole meae loses its moat pitiful element by allowing Desdemomv to confrftot Othello standing, instead of uttering her piteous pletetfogS for mercy, in the helpless prostration of he# half-reeumbenb position; although we have no doubt that a most powerful effect might be produced By wy actress equal to the situation who should herself rush from the Bed to Otsbetto’s feet as she utters the piercing denial: "No, no, no; send fog tbe man and ask him. ” Coaching Ml Net# Zealand. Archibald Forbes, In English Illustrated Magazine. It was lull dark ere we got through the gorge. Then the moon rose as we galloped across the upland flat, and drew up m front of “The flea ley” Hotel, the half-way house. “The Bealey” is a sort of hospice several thousand feet above the Sea-level. All around it hang the everlasting glaciers. From their sritooth, cruel, eold blue races, W 6 saw the moonbeams refracted inhospitably. . But there was no inhospitalitv inside “The Bealey.” A great log fire mazed in the ample chinmey of the old-fashioned ponded parlor, aid how good was that juicy slice of

mountain mutton eaten with the great floury potatoes! The landlord gave mo a posy of edelweiss that he had culled the same dav on the glacier edge behind the house: he had tried the plant in his garden, but it would not thrive. The thin ice was on the bath-tub next morning, and it was cruel cold when, king before sun-up, the coach renewed its journey, A long, heavy stage in the shingle bed of the Bealey river, where ive saw the wreck of a coach that had been caught in a freshet and whirled down a few miles ere it had brought up, led to a steep climb onto a bare saddle whose summit was the highest point of the journey. Then followed the abrupt, tortuous descent into the dismal Gehenna of the Otara gorge. I remember nothing so weird. Whatever lay before us beyond the summit of the saddle lay unrevealed and mysterious in a veil of dense white mist. Hartmann, the Nihilist. 'BUM Paris Figaro. Hartmann, the Russian Nihilist who committed suicide on the 20th of July last, was living for years on the charity of his revolutionary friends. At London he was obliged, by degrees, to pawn the little he had. He had nothing left but a big silver watch, which has a curious history. When Hartmann, during the months of October and November, 1875, lived with his mistress, Sophie Perowskaja. who was hanged at St. Petersburg, April 15, 1881, at the now famous little house near the Moscow railroad where he was busy digging the mine under tho track; he needed money to continue the criminal work. Sophie Perowskaja advised Hartmann to pawn his watch. He received eight roubles for it and was enabled to finish his work. But the absence of this watch saved Alexander IPs lifo. Not having the exact time Hartmann blew up the first train, in which were only the servauta of the imperial household. The New American Novel. Philadelphia Call. Henry James—“ Well, sir, you soo I am here with the manuscript on time. My new American novel is done." Publisher—“ Thanks for you promptness. I see the manuscript is very legibly written, too. Am glad of it —but look here, you have Chicago located in Wisconsin. ” Henry James—“So I have. What a beastly fluke. Chicago is in New Jersey, of course.” Publisher—‘‘And you make the hero start from San Francisco, call on the heroine at Bos ton the same evening and get hack to his bachelor den in San Francisco at 11 o’clock that night. ” Henry James—" Ah. I forgot that the Americans go to bed early. Make it 10 o'clock.” The Problem of All Time. Somerville Journal. After the Concord School of Philosophy gets through discussing Emerson it might add something to human knowledge if it would discuss this subject, viz.: Why is it that when two young men and two young ladies who are drifting toward affectionate acquaintance, set out for a walk in pairs within spenking distance of each other, the young lady behind feels herself in duty bound to speak to the young man in front, and the young lady in front considers it equally her duty to speak to the young man behind; and why, if the young men should change Partners, this peculiarity would still be observed? t is strange that this should be so, but it is so, aud perhaps the Concord School of Philosophy can tell why it is so if it will devote its powerful mind to it. What Csmbronne Really Said. St. James Gazette. “La Garde meart, mais ne se rend pas!” was not, as is well known, said by Cambroune o-.i . the field of Waterloo, but was put into his mouth by a certain Rougemont in the columns of a newspaper called the Independent a few days after the battle. In the rather scandalous memoirs of the Comte H. de Viel-Castel, just published in Switzerland, we learn that Cambronne did say, according to his own version givan to General Millinet “Every time that the proposition to lay down our arms waa made to me I waved my sabre in the air and shouted at the top of my voice, ‘Grenadiers, en avant!’ I was wounded eventually, and lost consciousness for a time. When next I shouted to the guards to charge they were unable to do so—they were all dead.” The Monk’s Cloak. Paris Letter. The latest Parisian cloak is the “Monk,” anew style of mantle, which may be used for anything from a traveling wrap to an opera cloak. Tbe idea is taken from the long round mantle worn by the peasants of the South of France. The material is gathered into ample folds and confined to the neck by a straight collar. A hood, lined with broebe or satin oL some brilliant hue. falls over the shoulders, and may he drawn over the head on occasions. The lady who adopts this Monkish style of mantle may give a caehet to her toilet by throwing one end over the left shoulder, after the style of bandits in operacomique or of the heroes of the “Three Black Cloaks.” She Got Her Seat. The Graphic. “Is this seat engaged?” asked a small, ttoin woman of a fat man in the New Haven train the other day. No reply. "Will you please take your feet down and let me sit on this seat?” she repeated in a louder tone of voice. Again no reply. “I read to-day,” she oontinued still louder, “that a Chicago man has cornered all the pork in the world. "How did you manage to escape?” At the next station she had the whole seat to herself. ' Ute —— More Zeal in Singing than Paying. Chicago Living Church. A parish paper gave me an item for this column. three weeks ago. of an offertory of $1.35, which was “humbly" presented,” and now comes the Southern Churchman and caps the story, as follows: “This is nothing to what took place in a country parish in Virginia only two or three years ago. They had adopted this new fancy of rising and singing ‘All Things Come of Thee,’ etc.—a new fancy of theirs, we say—and the clergyman present told us with hie own mouth, when the alms basket was brought to him —in one basket, nothing; in the other basket, on cent." Not Pious. New Orleanß Picayuno. Small talking parrots are the favorite pet birds of young ladies this season, and the cute dealers are teaching them to say “Kiss me, darling!” in a commercial way, which insures a rapid sale far them. A dealer made a mistake the other day, and trotted out an old green parrot that was small and meek looking, bat— oil, my! When a young lady and her beau called, aud the wicked bird was solicited to “any something sweet to the pretty lady,” she rolled one eye knowingly and croaked out: “I ain’t as and and green as I look." Tableau. Jeweled and Perfumed Garters. Philadelphia Pregrew. Many a “fayre ladye" keeps her silken hose in place with bands of gorgeous-hued. silk elastic, fastened with gold buckles, jewel-studded, or silken buckles as quaint in design as any triaket in the famed Cesnokt collection. Sometimes the gracefully-entwined monogram of thwwearer is the only ornamentation on the upper clasp, and on others the suggestive sentiment, “Haul suit qui mal y pense, is engraved. A novel Idea is to fit underneath the Buckle a little pad filled with sachet powder. Reasoning a Posteriori. Salt Lake Tribune, “Mamma,” said a little boy, “1 wish I lived ia South Africa.” “Why, say son?” “Because the mammas down there don’t wear slippers, ypu know.” “Yee, my son, but you must also remember that the little boya don’t wear any pants either. ” Lost Faith in Phyaioians. There are innumerable instances where cure* have been effected by ScoViU's Sarsaparilla; or Blood and Liver Syrup, for alt diseases of the blood, when the patient had been given up by physicians. I* is one of the best remedies ever offered to the public, and as it is prepared with the greatest care, as a specific for certain diseases, itls.no wonder that it should be more effectual than hastily written and carelessly 'prepared prescription*. Take Seovilfs Blood hud Liver Syrup for all disorders arising from impure Blood. It is indorsed By all leading pro* fessional men.