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CLOTRINO.
"Be sure and shut the closet doors before
you stir the beds," was the oherge our
mother culled after us when she heard the
warped back stairs creaking under our loft.
eying steps as we were sent to put in order
the chambers of the wide old farm -house
that was our childhood's home. A full
quarter of a century bas swung paet since
then, and we now aro trying to teach our
own little girls the wise connaela we some.
times so unwillingly heard from our mother.
If every housekeeper would insist that the
occupants of her sleeping apartments,—
children, help, boarders and visitore,—
should air their beds and throw open win.
dews each morning before leaving their
room, unless beating storms made this ram
praoticable, we should have lees ailments of
longs and liver and nerves in our midst. To
breathe, night after night, unclean, vitiated
air ie enough to poison and disease the
soundest lunge and undermine the strongest
einetitntion created.
Children, unless weakened and undone by
unwise coeseting, love pure, bracing air, and
we find it easy to teach them to toss back
blankets and quilts after rising and to re
member to throw open the windows of their
chamber ; but it is not so easy for an adult,
who has lived and slept in an heated Melo•
sphere heavy withempurities till he shrinks
and shivers in currents of fresh, breezy air
waves, to adopt the rules or requests of the
house,
When a housewife hes a crew of farm -
kande or workpeople to board, to make sure
of well ventilated chambers, it is generally
necessary to go through the eleeping.rooms
each morning as soon as the help is out, air-
ing beds, closets and opening windows.
But teach your girls to close all closet
and chamber doors before commencing to
make beds and to put rooms hi order, elee
duet and lint will puff and settle over gar•
mentein closets and needleeelitterin haliwaye
and landings. Maybe half their wardrobe
is not neatlyhanginginemootb„well shaken
folds on their hooks, but ie lying in tumbled
heaps on the closet floor, crushed under
shelves along with blaoking brushes and
lathered -lipped shaving mugs, or scattered
about the chamber, rumpled, dusty, creased,
hopelessly injured with their slovenly care.
And other wardrobes than those cf the
menfolks quickly grow shabby because of
shiftless care taking, We have seen dainty
snits, the work of paiaetaken, loving mother
hands grimed with dust and crumpled with
wear and their lest toes and flap onto chair•
back or footboard, their pretty ruffles and
plaits spoiled with crushing, We have
seen elegant wraps and velvet and lane.
trimmed garments swinging. ”right side
out," on a closet hook or on & jagged headed
nail in the cbamber wall, oausht at some
point of the rich drapery when heedlessly
flung hook•ward, a muddy gossamer brush•
ing their oliaging folds and carefully laid
plaits and delicate ruchings ruined with
their deep oreasings and gray siftings of
dust and lint. Nowhere does slovenlmets
so quickly tell of itself as in the shabby
wrinkles and crumpled folds of a lady's
wardrobe. Our little girls and boys should
early be taught habits of neatness and
method, that they may not beleftto form such
undesirable traits of character. It is easier
for a child of seven than one of seventeen to
learn to take proper care of her clothing.
Our little daughters of six and seven years
can readily learn to keep their corner of
mamma's closet in the nicest order.
With careful and constant texamPleand
e
now and then a warm word
of approval
these little home makers of the next genet,
*tion soon take healthy pride in keeping
their dainty dresses and wraps neatly shaken
out, turned on their linings and carefully
hung or folded away from clinging lint and
sifting deet. Give them pretty boxes for
heir prized lace,trimined aprons and dainty
collars and bonnets ; an elaborately eon.
broil, red shoe bag for the amart little
button boots and leggings, and these little
fdlke soon learned to delight in keeping
their corner of mamma's wardrobe 10 neatest
order.
What Will and What Won't.
or garlic away from the cows, Ouce in milk,
it le there to stay.
Another fraud le the statement that wash.
ing rancid butter in buttermilk will make it
sweet again. It doesn't help it ane per.
title 1 Nanoid butter has undergone cer-
tain ehemioal changes and oannot be restor-
ed to its normal state. There le a German
method of preparing " strong " butter 0o
that it it can be used ha cooking, but once
rancid or even in the edge thereof, it is past
table use.
Still another imposition is the story that
when eggs are ",lIet" and won't beat up
light, a pinch of sods will make them beat.
It doesn't do it. A stale egg cannot be re-
stored any more than sour milk can be made
new or rancid butter fresh.
The age of miracles is over, and only mina.
calces power can arrest decay and restore
disorganization to its original order. Stop.
ping to resume out the rationale of things
would save a vast deal of time thatis wasted
in trying experiments because somebody
" said so."
I spoke of lime water in connection with
milk bottiea. Ordinarily people buy lime
water of a druggist and pay a good price
for it, For years I have made all I can use
and give away, at a merely nominal coat
and trouble. Get ten ciente' worth of build-
ers' lime, (simply unelacked lime it le,j put
it in an open bowl, and pour in by degrees
stirring the lime all the time, two quarts of
water. When it stops smoking, stir it all
well together and pour it into a glass jar,
or a jug or what you please, I always use
a glass fruit jar eo I oan ase into it. When
the lime settles at the bottom, put a funnel
in an empty bottle and put a thick cloth,
a damask table napkin, or good sheet of soft
paper in the funnel an 1 pour all the water
uff of the lime into as many bottles as you
choose to fill, then fill the jar with water,
stir up the lime well from the bottom and
set it by until you want some more of it.
As you use off the water refill the jar until
all the alkaline property of the lime is ex.
haueted. Ton cents' worth of lime lasted
me for throe years using it as freely as I
pleased for all sorts of things, It saved an
mmense deal of money that would have
gone to the druggist, and the lime water
was just 08 good.
Cooking Recipes.
BnsARrase Roles.— One teaspoon of sugar,
one quart of flour„two tableapoonsof butter,
one and one-half teaspoon of salt ; mix and
let stand over night; in the morning knead
fifteen minutes and let rise ; when light roll
out thin and cut in shape ; butter one-half
of the top and double it over; bake twenty
minntes in a quick oven.
BREAD PRITTEBS — Soak slices of stale
bread in water over night ; in the morning
prase out the water, and to one pint of bread
add one-half cup of milk, two tablespoons of
sugar, one egg, oae•half teaspoon of baking
powder, one half cup of flour, flavor with
nutmeg, fry in hot lard.
CREAM PrDDIoG, Beat eggs and add to
them ane quart of sour cream, two cups of
brown euear, one pint of stoned raisin, one
cup each of currants and chopped citron, one
nutmeg, oue teaspoon of salt, two teaspoons
of soda, flour to make & atilt batter ; boil we
and a hall inure ; serve with sauce.
I am often amazed at the things publish -
by some ao•oalled housekeepers and war.
ranted to do thus and so ; when by actual
test and experiment they do nothing of the
sort I Now I contend that the tome process
rill produce the same result the world
over ; and therefore when Mrs, Such -an.
One says that sweet milk will have preoiae•
ly the eame effect as snap in washing dishes,
when I undertake to wash dishes "with a
few spoonfuls of sweet milk poured in the
water,” I ought to find that the milk has
been an efficient substitute for the soap,
But when on economy bent, I flew to the
milk pitcher to save the soap bill, the net
result was a distinct necessity for another
dish washing with soap, for the milk wasn't
worth a picayune es a cleaner, So many
things are written in this same way and the
s t exposure ofa fr ud
result is u 6 he o a
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If your griddle gets rough when you are
frying batter cakes take a raw turnip and
slice off the end, and rub the griddle all
over with it, and it will be as smooth as
glome.
If white china, or ironstone tableware
has became stained or discolored from use,
scour it well with wood ashes or boil it in
good lye and it will become perfectly clean
and white again.
There is nothing better for cleaning steel
knivee than a raw Irish potato, dipped ie
fine briok dust, Cut off a slice of the po-
tato eo as to leave a raw snrfeee, dip it in
finely beaten briokdust, and rub the knives
until they look bright and Olean. It dooe
not wear out and break the code of the
blades, and requires no strength at all.
Freshly fallen snow makes batter cakes
as light as fresh paid eggs would do. Blake
up your better oakee eve usual, only omitting
the eggs, and when ready to commence bak-
ing thorn, take up lightly as many heaping
tablespoonfuls of snow as you would have
taken eggs and stir quickly auto the bettor,
and our experience is that the snow is as
good as an egg.
If you want to send milk off in bottles,—
with a basket of dinner, or a traveler's
lunch, or for the baby's tea—first put into
the bottle, if bile pint, two tablespoonfuls of
lime water, or If a quart four tablespoonfuls.
It will keep sweet even in hot sutnmor
weather, and if you will wrap the bottle,
head and heels, in a wet °loth, and then in
a dry ohs, it will keep pool into the bargain.
As soon at the milk bottles come home ween
them clean and put some lime water or soda
and water in then and keep them uncorked,
throw the corks into a bowl of line or soda
water and they will stay sweet and clean,
This le my experience after several mummies)
years of sending dinner a mile and mere to
a "railroad man,"
When the Libellee dish cloth begins to
" 01101111m a dish rag," throw it in a woo -
pan ar tib bucket of hob writer, put a geed
Imp of coda in with it, and not It on the
a m i 1.,o 61ean.
FLORENTINE Pennreo.—Boil one quart of
milk in a custard pail set in boiling water ;
add three tablespoonfuls of corn starch
rubbed•saooth in cold milk, one•half sup
of eugar andyolks
of three
eggs. Stir until.
of the consieteney of starch ,pou
rinto ai
deep dish, Beat the whites of the eggs to
a frost, add one cup of powdered anger;
spread over top of pudding and brown in the
oven.
PINEAPPLE Punntl:G,—Line the bottom
and sides of a pudding dish with thin alien i
of pineapple; stew with powdered sugar,
place over a layer of pineapples and so ou
until the dish it full ; pour over one cup of
water and cover with slices of sponge or cup
cake wet in cold water; cover and bake
slowly two hours,
RICE PUDDING, —One and one•half pinta of
milk boiled ; while boiling add three eggs,
three tablespoonfuls of ground rice, grated
spice, and rind of one lemon, sugar to taste,
one tablespoonful of butter; bake slowly,
CORNST,tRcze CASE.—One cup augur, one.
half cup of butter, one•half cup of milk, two
thirds of a oup of cornstarch, one oup of
flour, whites of four eggs, one teaspoonful
of baking powder. Bake in buttered tin.
Coeo,oNtT CAKE.—One tablespoon of but-
ter and one oup of augur, rubbed to a
cream ; two.bhirde of a oup of milk, two
eggs, two sups of flour, two teaspoonfuls of
bekine powder. Ice the top 'teeth whites of
two eggs beaten with pondered auger and
grated cocoanut,
W,w40ue CASE,—One cup of sugar, one.
half cup of butter, one oup of sweet milk,
three eggs, two teaspoons of baking powder,
Bake in layers and spread with cream made
as followa : Two oups of walnut meats,
pounded fine ; ono cup of sour cream, one cup
of powdered sugar.
Suomi. Coosrns.—Two eggs, two cups of
sugar, one oup of milk, one• half cup of but
ter, teaspoonful of soda, two spoonfuls of
°ream of tartar, five cape of flour, Mix the
sugar and butter together, add the eggs
beaten, them the milk with soda dissolved
in it. Add one cup of flour with the cream
of tartar mixed. Then add flavoring—nut-
meg, Iemon or vanilla—and the other four
cup% of flour. Roll out with as little flour
ae possible,
Boos A LA CREAM—SIX ages boiled hard
and chopped fine, and stale bread, Put in
a dish alternate layers of chopped eggs and
grated bread. When the dish i0 full, pour
on one pint of boiling milk seasoned with
salt, pepper and one tablespoonful butter.
Bake a fight brown.
pent.
A heart of plain gold, paved with dia.
monde, entwined with another eet with sapph-
ires, makes au attractive top design for a
knife•edge breoaleb.
In link sleeve buttons a haedsama pair
recently peen had a jeweled initial on a
Roman gold plate, while the bare were at
with five diamonds each,
A aeaaoneble design for emelt silver oases
Is a °abehor in the aob of stopping a swiftly
coming ball. On court plaster eases it is
modally appropriate,
A shield of silver, on which is an armo-
rial bearing rising from a offload masa of
scroll work of the same metal, is a peculiar
pattern in garter buckles.
Enameled flower broochee end pine, while
still in favor, have been forced to share their
popularity with the mottled silver bonbon.
nterea, combo, pine and bracelets on which
the enameled flowere are Bunk lluah with
the surface.
Watch cases in oxidized aflver are now
seen in many designs. A spider snug within
his web, a sone from the familiar willow
pattern on china, flowers, leaves, rocks and
landscapes, all etched, are among thane most
in favor.
A handsome cigarette case le of oxidized
silver, having on its cover a female figure in
repousae surrounded by a eunburet. The
case is alightly curved in order to fib snugly
against the body when carried in an upper
vest pocket.
A handeome design in Dull buttons ie a
oiroular plaque sufficiently depressed in the
centre to make flash with the rim the dia.
monds whioh nestle therein. Eight platinum
leaves are planed at equal diatenoee about
the atone.
A peculiar flower br000h represents a blos-
som similar to a Iarge foxglove. The low-
er petals, whioh curl downward: are of pink
enamel; these whioh point upward and con-
fine the stamens and pistils are paved with
diamonds, and the ptstila are each tipped
with a emaller diamond.
Three entwined crescents, that in the cen-
tre set with diamonds and those on the right
and left in rubles and emeralds respectively,
make an exceedingly handsome brooch. The
centra crescent is still farther embellished
by a lustrous pearl.
Oyster Life.
A writer in .M,erray's Magazine says that
he wishes it were possible co tempt all his
readers into examining an oyster, not after
dissection, but merely by turning its parte
over with a toothpick, and endeavoring to
make out as much of its structure ae may
without difficulty be seen, For, ineignifl•
cant as he may seem, the oyster k&a a vary
complex organzation. "I suppose," eald
Professor Huxley, " that when this slippery
morsel glides along the palate, few people
imagine that they are swallowing & piece of
machinery far more complicated than a
watch."
Frank Buckland, the naturalist, who
seemed to love as well as observe the most
uninviting specimens of natore'a handiwork,
used to dealers that oysters, like horses,
have their points.
"The points of an oyster," he says, "are
first the ahepe, whioh should resemble the
petal of a roee•leaf. Next, the thieknesa of
the shell; a thoroughbred should have a shell
like thin china. It should isleo possess en
almost tnetallic ring,and a peculiar opales-
cent
alee-cont lustre on the inner aide. The hollow
for the animal should resemble an egg-oup,
and the flesh should be firm, white, and nut
like."
There may bea good deal of poetry in
this description bub itis nevertheless trne
that an intimate acquaintance with an oys-
ter will surely inspire one with an added re.
spot and admiration for the little oreatnre.
During the summer months, oysters be-
come "sink," and are then out of season.
But if n aiok oyster be examined under the
microscope, it will be found to contain a
slimy eubatanoo, whioh fireb white and then
colored, is oompooed of little eggs. It is
said that the number furnlehed by a single
varies from eight hundred and twenty-nine
to two hundred and seventy-six thoueard.
On some fine, hot d&y, the mother oyster
opens her shell' and the little ones escape
from it, like a aloud of smoke. They are
provided with swimming organa composed
of delicate anile, and by means of these
they enjoy for a few day; an active exis-
tence, As middle -age creme upon them,
they become fixed and stationary, and very
8000 might reasonably bo expected to declare
like the wise oyster of the poem, that they
" Da not shoos°
To leave the oys'er hod,"
The oyster's food ocnelate of such minute
organisms as float freely in the water, a eon-
ataut current made by tiny haire, sweeping
nnsuspeuting rninutice into its slit likomoubh.
Ib does not lead an untroubled existence,
Spougeo tunnel in its shell, dog•welke bore
neat holes in it, and wok Ito juioes, and the
atar•fioh writs for it to gape, and then in.
eorbs an insinuating finger in its home.
But the young oyster is expueed to still
greater dangera during this period of active
life. It is exceedingly renitive to oold,
and yields readily to an inclement season.
It is a savory morsel, and likely to be snap -
pod up by some marine tweeter, and when
it would fain settle down, a current is like-
ly to sweep it to some unfavorable spot,
where ib may choke in attempting to find a
safe location,
'WHITE Fursi CABs,—Two cups of white
sugar beaten to a cream, with one oup of
butter, one oup of milk, two and one•halt
cups of flour, whites of maven a ge, two
teampoonfule of baking powder, Mix thor•
oughly and add ono pound each of slicedl
citron, raisins, blanched almonds and figs,
CRUAbi PODDING.—One pint of boor, one
pint of milk, one teaspoon o1 malt ; to this
add six eggs well beaten and three teaspoons
white auger and ono tablespoonful of extract
of lemon, Bake in a buttered dish.
Com Brit:Am--One pint of corn meal,
over whioh boiling water hoe been poured,
enough to weld it ; add a pint of milk and
three well beaten eggs, also ono reaspoonfut
of ealt and the same of yeast powder; bake
in a quick aeon.
A Oaee of Real Dietrese,
Judge*" You are meowed of having re.
oeived stolen property. Didn't you know
that you wore reeoiving etolsn property?"
Aooused—" Shudge, if I had ou0hpeotod
dose goote sae stolen, do yon perloeve dot Ir
ash a piehneoe man, vonld have paid terven•'
tyfive tollare 4 IQob mooch, 1 vauld have
chewed him down to two tollaro and a ha -
Tile Ohildren'ri Age,
This is pre eminently the ohildren'e golden
age, Up to within a comparatively resent
period the child was a neglected creature,
Tae was taught that the was of no importance,
and only allowed to live by sufferance. Ho
was snubbed, bullied, flogired for the slight-
est offences. His"Iittle domes wore thought.
Testily denied. He lived fn a state of perpet.
ual reprootion. Ile wars told that the child-
ren were to bo Aeon, nob hoard, and wore
only to peak when spoken to.
But what a great revolution has been
worked out in the meet few years 4 The
world has learned that tho boy may bo of
some use, for he may become a man. For
the children now the greatest authors write
books, the hest artiste make pictures, the
mastlearnedmen doviee oduoacionalmethod0,
the finest aroh(te°ts study out their health
and oomforb, newspapers devote sediment to
their sayings and dolego, managers of the.
*tree produce elaborate plays for them and
femmes adore perform them, It is no Imager
thought that any °lathing will do for ohild
ren that will Dover up their little bodies,
Ail women rose to a higher plane of free.
dom oho ted the child with her,
" Don't the angels wear any olothes f
aeked a little girl of her mother, "No, my
daughter," " None at all, mother? "None
ab all," There weea pantie, and the little
ohornb asked, " Where do the Angelo put
YOUNG FOLKS,
Grumble Tone,
111 ELLA WEEL++LER WILCOX.
Thera was a boy named Grumble Tone, who
ran away to 0018.
"Pm aiok of things on land," he said, " as
alok as I oan be 1
A 1110 upon the bounding wave will suit e.
lad like mo."
The seething ocean billows tailed to stimu.
late his mirth,
For he did not like the veaeel, or the dizzy,
rolling berth,
And ho thought the sea was almost as un•
pleasant ae the earth.
Ho wandered into foreign lands, ho caw eaoh
wondrous eight,
Bub nothiug that he heard or saw seemed
just exactly right,
And so he journeyed on and on, 8t111 seeking
for delight.
Ho talked with kings and ladies fair, ho
dined in oourta, they Bey,
But always found the people dull and longed
to get away,
To search for that mysterious land where he
should like to stay,
He wandered over all the world, his hair
grew white 08 snow,
He reached that final bourne at last where
all of us must go
But never found the land he sought. The
reason would you know ?
The reason was that, north or south, where'er
hie steps were bent,
Oa land or sea, in court or hall, he found but
discontent ;
For he took his dieposition with him every-
where he went.
A CHILD'S PETITION.
Little Alice had gone to bed in Aunt
Matthaei " beat spare room.' She lay with
wide open blue eyes wondering how elle
could possibly go to sleep as she had been
requested. It was dark. She didn't mind
that at home ; but it was eo very dark, and
so atilt. 1f she could only hear a horse -oar
or a wagon rumuling by, but she couldn't.
All seemed ao painfully quiet about that
country farm house. The mows and the
bossier had all gone to bed, and the birds
had Bung their goodnight songs.
"If I only had a Light now," thought
Alice. "I'11 lease for one. No I won't. I
won't be a baby."
She closed her eyes tightly. " I b'lieve I
on see morewhen they're shut than I can
when they're open," she said to herself ;
and she opened them again to prove the
truth of her words.
"I wish I had a light," she repeated more
emphatically than before. Then she remem-
bered an argument—Sam had palled it an
argument—in whioh two of tbeir neighbors
had been much interested. Ib was about
praying for anything you wanted ; and this
assertion from one of the combatants—
Sam's word again—had made a profound
impression upon little Alice's mind :
"If I wanted twenty-five cents I should
pray for it,"
If this neighbor thought it quite right to
pray for twentyfive oante why should she
nob pray for a light? Alice had an idea
that she was giving God a groat doal of
trouble, and she shut her eyes tighter than
ever ne she whispered
" Please, God, bring me a light. Please
God, bring nee a light. A little leerily one
will do."
e es. No light. Half
She opened her ey ht g
disappointed, half relieved, she closed them
again and repeated her prayer, then looked
anxiously,
What teas that bright little flame that
shot before her astonished gaze? Ah1 it
was gone. She had made a mistake. No,
she hadn't. There it was again—a really,
truly light, jueb such a little teenty one as
she had preyed for. It didn't stay in one
place but glanced about as if it had wings,
—as indeed it had, though Alice didn't
know it.
"I wish God would put it down on the
bureau," she thought. "It goes eo fast
that it keeps putting itself out." But, as
it always lighted itself again, the little
girl gratefully accepted the answer to her
prayer. "Thank you, God," she said sim-
pIy. " I'm much obliged to you. Please
lab it stay till mother comes up."
Bat long before mother came Aline had
fallen asleep, and the next light which greet.
ed her eyes was thet of the beautiful sun, as
he looked into her ronin and kissed her good
morning. There was so much to be done
that day—so many bowies and obiokeno eo
feed, so many eggs waiting to be found, so
many kitties to pet—that she had no time
to think of her otrenge experience. She
and mamma went home on the afternoon
train, and ib wee not until she was bidding
her brother Sam goodnight that she thoughn
of the little light which had been Bent her
the night before.
"Get into hod
aemail as you can,
q
Aliso,„ gad mamma, "I can an only spare
you a minute to -night, for I am going out
with papa.”
"I'll go and tern off the gas if you're in
a hurry, mother," said °fll,lious Sam.
"Don't let him, mother.," Dried Alice,
"I want you," Then she added with a lit-
tle flutter,—the effect of Sam's dreaded ekep.
tiatam mare than any look of faith in her-
eelf,--" I oan have a light whenever I want
it now,"
"You'd better not try it with your gas
jet," said Sam. "It goes awfully hard,
and you'll be surd to ,burn your finers."
"I don't mean that kind of a light," said
Alice, mysteriously.
" What kind of re light do you mean?"
" Never mind now," said mamma, who, in
her anxiety to keep her appointment with
papa, failed to notice the eager expreeaion
of her little daughter's face. '"Run up to
bed like a good girl, and I'll come in a min-
ute."
But Motor Same onriosity was thorough-
ly rowed ;,and jueb018everything was grow.
ing dim end faraway to Alice's little runtime,
shSire 4w"as roused by a familiar voi0e t
What kind of a light do you mean,
She was wide awake at once.
"It's a libtle light, and it's bright. 'Tfrn't
gas and 'tf0n't candles ; and it moven."
" Yea. Moves when you carry it,"
"It movoa when yon don't 'arty it,"
said Alice, in a positive tont. Then oho
lowered her voice t " Nobody carrier it,
Sam, but Mot God. He carries 10."
"Pooh 1" Sam WAS & little startled at his
aiaier'e 00010015 air, but he didn't lee her
know it, " How do you know yon eau have
it whenever you like 4" ho asked at length.
"Whcro'd you eoe it anyway?"
"I new it at Aunt Martha's, Sam,"—
hero Alice lowered her voioo again,—"I
pra"y Phand ew 1" for 10."
" I did. it was awful dark, and 1 thought
p'r'ape Clod would bring mea little bib of n
light 1f asked hies and he did, Sam. Ho
Paliew I" Unyielding skeptioism web
In Sam's tone aid manoor. " You dreamed
it, Kis,"
" No, I didn't, Don't laugh, Sam," bog.
gad Alfoo, Minot tearfully. "God can ,lo
everything. So why oanldn't ho bring a
light to a poor little girl like mo 2"
"He could, if he wanted to, of =rim ;
but he wouldn't want to. Ho has the sun
to attend to, end the moon, too. Yon see,"
oontinuod Sam, waxing poetical, " he just
lights up the whole world at one pep. He
couldn't 0tol to run round with a °needle
just for you,"
"1 told you it wasn't a candle," said Alio.
Then she added humbly, "I didn't hardly
b'lieve he would do it ; but ho did, Sam."
" Weil," answered Sam, in a bueinoot-
like tone, "if he did it once, he'll do it
again. Try iv, and see."
Hie intensely praotioal manner nettled
Aline. " can't pray, if you're fu the
room," said she. "You just put everything
out of my head,"
" I'll go out of the room then. Yon just
pray for a light as hard as you oan ; and,
when you get it you lot me know."
He went out, and Alice tried to soothe
her ruffled mind. Sho woe a very little
girl; but, somehow, oho had a conscious-
ness that she ought to love Sam better
than she did et that tnoment, before elm
could proffer her petition. He was so—
w—, She couldn't find just the word for
it, but she did wish that he wouldn't al-
ways talk as if he knew everything. She
wished—
" See your light again ?"
There he was again I Always in Buoh a,
dreadful hurry.
" I haven't had time to ask for it."
" You're awfully slow. Hadn'b I bettor
bring you a Dandle 4"
"No, air."
" 1 say, Sie," Dried Sam, suddenly ap-
pearing at the door, " is your head hot ?"
"" No. '
"Let me feel your pulse." Her hand
was in his before she had time to resist.
"Cool as a cucumber," said he. "I didn't
know but what you might be—What do
they 0411 10 when people don't know what
they're talking about?"
" They call it crazy," replied Alice,
pleased at the thought of imparting info.
oration. "But I'm not crazy, end you can
just go back."
" If you're sink. you know who's the
man to take Dare of you. Don't you remain.
Or how I brought up the tumblers when
you had the sore throat?"
Yes, Alice remembered. She was very
glad to remember it now ; for she aouldn'b
help loving Sam, whenever she thought of
his devotion at that trying time.
He went book, and she closed her eyes
reverently. She 1000 ready to pray now.
"Please, God, bring me a light. 0 God if
you please, do bring me a light."
She looked. All was darkness. Again
oho prayed, "Please, God, a little light, ;ass
a deeply 110018 ligbt." And again she found
no answer to her petition.
She put her small hand over her eyes,
lovably to help concentrate her thoughts,
partly to keep back something which dim•
reed the eyes a little. " Heavenly Father,"
she whipered, "won't you please bring me a
little bit of light, just big enough for Sam to
see 1"
Again she looked, and again all was dark.
nese. Ab the same instant came the pro-
voking query—
See it yet?'' as her brother popped his
head in at the door.
Alice didn't answer. She was very much
disappointed, and couldn't trust her voice.
"Never mind, Sia,' said he, kindly.
" Mistakes will happen, you know, Aunt
Martha
r ha
mightht have b
een goingby y
our door
last night, and you mi$ht have seen her
tight through the keyhole."
" No," replied Alice, stoutly : " was
in the room. It flashed about, and kept
going out and Doming back again. Just
a spook of:a light, and it stayed as long as I
wanted it."
Sam leaked thoughtful for a moment.
Then he said suddenly,—
" D'you ever see a fire$y, Sia 7"
1 P'r'ape I did, when I was a little
girl."
"Didn't you see any of them flying about
at Aunt Martha's ?"
"No," replied Alio t " I had to help
milk the °owe, and give the hostas their
hay."
" Did your light dart about, just as if it
was alive, Alio 2"
if yes."
" Was it first in one corner, and then
aw av off in another 7"
" Ines, and sometimes it was right over
the bed."
" Alice, your light was a firefly."
"A firefly 1 Alice at firth positively re-
futed to accept this solution of the mystery ;
but Sam's pitiless persistence, oombined
with the thought of hsr own failure, had its
(Eat at last. The metter•of-faot boy had
no idea of the depth of his little meter's
disappointment. The tears were very near
her eyes, but she kept them beak.
" I wieh you'd go away, Sam," she stam-
mered, half petliobiy. " I don't want any
light. I'm too—too —tired."
' So it was nothingbut a firefly,, she
said sadly to mamma, 01ter telling her atony
the next day. "And God didn't have any-
thing to do with it."
"Didn't he?" replied mamma. Who
gave the wonderful little fly hie light, and
who taught him how to use rt?"
Aline took heart of hope again.
"D'you a'poeo God lighted him up aid
sent him in tome when ho heard my prayer,
mamma?"
But mother shook her head. " God has
helped people to find out how to make light
for themselves," said she, "He has taught
them to think it all out. He does not mean
to bring to us what wo oan get for ourselves.
What would papa think if Sam were to twee
him every night to come up and light the
gas for him 4"
" He'd think he was a baby," replied
Alice.
r And God doesn't want a world full of
babies, Ho loves us to touch for thet,"
" lint couldn't he just bring a light for
the little girls, when they're too short, and
their mothers won't lob 'em touch the gas 7"
pleaded Alice,
"Why 1 That's just what the mothers
ate for, Don't you see, little daughter 1"
Alice'° face brightened, She crept 0l000r
to her mother, and patted her oheeka with
her plump hands.
'" They're for something better than gag.
lighters," said she, with a little laugh.
They're the very beet things of all,
What should I do, if he hadn't thought to
make me any mother ?"
A Model $ttabana.
Homely Daughter—bf' ther, I opoko to
John last night about ills kissing me 00
rarely einoo wo were married, and told him
that you had oommonted on his apparent
Indilferenoe.
Mother --Did you ; and what did ho have
to say ?
Daughter—He gave rco a twonty.dollar
bill, Mother,/ thiels John as the kindest
beet hueband.that ,,.over .lived .1
"Lifa'e Dignity,"
Sines ler life must stili have pain,
waidd 1 ttto, nor the again?
Nay I for pato, and toll, eel strife
ilial hath rawmpeu,o In Ifo.
Vet the Ills that Otto most boar
bath of all the greater share ;
Nay t life glvetb power to guess
t'auee of life's unhappiness.
So that, heedful of the past,
Lite may win snob helghte attest
As we dream nett gla40ua things
Joy Is bearing 0n 11fe'e wings I
LI'o t— it is a breath of Sod,
Breathed through ocean, rock or Nod,
Which from living earth eomo, up
In each tender blade and cup,
it Inspires the, bee and bird
fa eta veal wood! trite heard ;
Life propels the fiery bash
Itotl'd with deafeeing thunder clash ;
Shim :mins softly 'mid the beams,
whore like gold the sunlight glean;;
Quivering 0031v o'er the grass,
Life still wooeth while wo pose.
Tinkling from the flower hells,
Faint and low lite softly swells;
Betio mighty spheres on high
Lite salla on with majesty.
Far above yon fear}ul *meet,
Where the eagle builds his nest;
For beyond bat plerolog oyes
Life, a boundless ocean, lies,
01, I the mighty throb that rings
From tl a soul of living things ;
There is neither sold nor space,
Teemlae l; the desert place.
Storm or eunahtoe, calm or strife,
Tells the tale of changeful life
E,lttudes all grand and peat
Show how !01e ;hail work and wait.
For it heevetb everywhore—
alountain,rairie, moan, air,
Touched with ono deep breath from Thee,
All.orenting llsjetty 1
And, like Thee, life cannot die,
But shall resell eternity,
Man Thy noblest work sublime,
Lord of all through endies0 thee.
Oh I Thou Framer of the plan,
Founder of the soul of man,
Worker in the unknown , ears,
Source and answerer of prayers.
Teach, oh teach me £0011 Thy laws—
Learn by the effect the ammo ;
Bid um still adore and wait
Thy love and wisdom Infinite.
.1 It.
APive-Dollar Note.
It was a vary ragged note, wlbh a bit of
paper pasted amen the oorner on which the
Y was printed to keep it trout touring ofi.
It 1080 stuffed, with a roll of large bills,
into a dainty purse of silver network. A
young girl, much over demigod, who carried
the purse, evidently valued the note but little.
She tai stopped at a ot.uuter in the shop, on
which satin eklenders were displayed.
" Look at this lovely thing, Belle," she
said to nor companion. "Only five dollars!
It's awfully pretty 1 I must have it."
"What will you do with it2"
" Oh, I don't know t Give it to Jane.
I ought to send her something on her birth-
day, and it's really too pretty to leave be.
hind."
She threw down the note on the counter,
and passed on. Jane reoeiwed the dainty
trifle the next morning, She, too, was a
young girl, overdroosed in satin and jewels,
her purse, perhaps, fuller of noteethan that of
the donor.
"Dear me 1 What did she send me that
trumpery thing for ? I gave her a pearl pin
last year," was her comment. The calendar
was tossed on a chair, and soon after swept
into the wastebasket.
The torn old note was given in change
tothe middle-aged, staid mother of a family.
m d
a 9
T g,
That eight, while going over hor accounts
e laid !t aside " 1 oannot afford to give
ah 1 d
so much in charity, " she said. "I ill
give Ib to the committee who send poor
children out to the country in the summer."
The note was used to send Benny and hie
mother up to the mountains. Benny was a
two.year-old baby, the only son of John
Wolford, the carpenter. John had fallen
from ascaffolding in the spring ,and broken
his leg, and it had takenevery penny ot hie
savings to pay the doctors, and keep them
from starving, When the terrible August
heats came, and the baby, who was teething,
Bank day by day, John knew that only change
of air would rave its life. It was their
only child, and they loved it better than
anything on earth. But John was still in
the hospital, and ha had nob a dollar.
"What can we dol" his wife cried.
"Do? Do what thousancls of other poor
wretches are doing,—see the child dlo for
want of a little money!" he replied, savagely.
"It's a heartless world!"
But it is not altogether heartless, The
ragged old note, given by a kindly hand,
sent Bonny and his mother to a Bunny
fa,•m.houoo among the hills, where a friendly
old Quaker and hie wife fed them, and
petted them and made mnoh of them, and
emit the baby back with red, chubby cheeks
and his mother with a happier heart than
she had known for years.
The old note bad plenty of work to do be-
fore it 18010 worn out. 1t gave a bright -
faced, honest boy a bottle of whisky, on
which he made his first carouse ; it paid
for a bunch of rosea is blab Belle worn on
the street for half an hour, and then threw
into the gutter : it was given as over -pay
by a wise woman to a poor seamstress, who
had Served her long and faithfully. With
the unexpnoted gift the bought a warm
jaoket, which she had long Headed, and con-
quered a weekness of the lungs that would
have soon robbed her little children of their
mother.
It would be impossible to tell all the work
of that old gray bill, or of the other notes
which fill the purses of oar readers, They
aro in appearance 180 wortbleao as the all.
lamp whiob Aladdin oarriod, hut, like it,
they are powerful genii, whioh, ae wo nee
them, scatter blowing or bale, life or death,
How shall wo we them ?
Icelandic traigrants,
Over 700 colouiets from Instead will arrive
in Manitoba tufa month driven from their
northern homes by the exoeosivoly hard con-
ditions of life ineorth Iceland. We are apt
to think of Iceland as a rabbet ;moll and
unimportantbland, though the feet la that it
ie over three•fourthe the elan of Now York
Stato,,and a ooneiderable part of the north.
west coast is still imperfectly known, having
never yob been explored by a oeiontifeo travel-
ler. Mr. 'Thoroddoen, the geologiat, who
visited northwest Ioelaod lash year.says the
farms lie high above sea level, and that as
there are no highways bhreugh tho terribly
rough °0untry to the southern settlomonts,
the inhabitants are alined completely cut
off from the world, except during the two
ar three menthe when Oho toe may move off
the coast, giving passageway to ahipa.
These farmers, who have often had little in
their lardore except the birds they have
caught, wilt probably imagine they have.
found an Elysium at lad when they see the
wheat fields of Manitoba.
A house is no home indeed it contains
food and fire for tho mind as well SA
the body,