illl; â- 'Â¥' 11 lilii Hi H RfWt H AU 1 LITTLE TIM. V*Lt He- and b .^ were few ofher legacies, bat many gifts were thrust upon him â- pegra muna, neglect. FcTAtimebeidllowedthe river, limping and sobbing, and gazing throogh his tean into Wspetoted depths, as if yea rning after e JeM nmcaeame water his poor little heart was not stout enough, and he tnâ„¢ed ,«vay, and ere long came into a beautiful .venoe; thenheceasedto weep e*ean fn«li.hj«kfc4£i% ey« battâ€" ^t)tj[^eikpeT|ic uol T whTir SRat fli thafcthoaartniawiftil," i* F^^^^" cc^onnd " HOUOTSHOLD. ' .*: Sf^; ffae; a dissolving, «»»*^?*^^ ., ^:«nce ^^ cleaned a cloth and severance from the Inckier ^n^â€" ^£ 'XiiU^^ away at the other end of the beau these seemed fatal. It may he ibiang^ m *Yeoas sti-eet, lighting a thousand soft and glinuBBring fires along the staiely dwellings as it sank. Everywhere were flowers and exquisitely dressed children, lovely girls sit- law and love insoluble to u$ it prove^l^^cM^ that to the Great Father's heEirtVtne s^ms. Hid wrongs, and sorrews ttrasfe upon the boy, as to an earthljj -pagent's, made him but the dearer but measthfed iu the cold, hard, hyaan way',|^}j!«fate was sorrowful, indeed. The region where he first took up th^ burden was a Ipw one, a sunkeo, noistiiaa..^ quarter, tbe fiml^and'-acp^tlid aot^etiod t)f many sad conditions. Here a day. of fla t low skies, |Aki"3Dbbingy qii:^«lsen^e«iads^ that endec^by Wet fog driving in uppn the great city and settling upon the filthy qnar- ' ter like a death-cloth, had filled the vile j neighborhood with unusual gloom. The I spirit of insanity, the promptings to crime and abandon, always exhaled oy such dis- eased, unhappy surroundings, seemed to in- crease and multiply with the oppressive ' darkness. In at the doorways of the low, half -lit saloons the steaming, pitiable popu- lace jostled and crowded from the thick. ting by richlv appareled men and women in wa%^atter wave o. """• r-j^ costly chairs-ui^rthe po«h^,. withring. ' fl«»t«? out upon buoyant^ their ieetii va4 and spl^did costly chairs upon flasm^. bri^t' ru^ b)Ba a back^tnu^ 'd tiatMl f furriTshings. â- J A light that was alien to the face of little Tim slowly b^gan to illumine his pinched and pallid features then he wavered and went back then that look of strange desight came into his eyes again, and he hurried on as if he were entering the borders rf Paradise. Glittering carriages were rolling softly along the smooth pavement, and hundreds of women and children, clad in satin and velvet and flower-like fabrics, drifted with mingling hues along the avenue. The child forgot his rags, his bare feet, and crooked spine the look of delight began to deepen in his eyes then he saw that some started at him, that others scowled and pressed back tiieir costly silence, throat-clogging medium that filW the reek- i clothing to let him pass, and the Ught died to the_tongue-scaldmg, ^^^ ^^ j^-g f^^^^^ ^^^ ^^ shrank from side to ing, slippery streets, brain-maddening potions of the^ bar from distempered elements without and within to mental ruin and forgetfulness. In one of these haunts of evil, a place of shame, of villainous music and dancing, v/ere negroes, Polos, Italians, and men and wo- men, drunk and ruined, from Heaven knows 'what other quarter of the compass. What animalism I What faces J What swallowing of fire By midnight Ae, bac^ room was a nnmb- ing "whirlpool of delirious feeling heat, sweat, rags, music, liquor, profanity, the bea.t and shuffle of feet, cries, and maudlin laughter. Look at the roads along which these lives had come threads running from under this lecherous roof to every quarter of the globe to cradles over the sea, to mother-bosoms north and south, east and west Did God, seeing it all, grieve that life had been made a thing so capable of ill or was the fault, somehow, society's At three o'clock in the morning they began to fight. In majiy the chords of sensation seemed eaten too raw for further pleas 'ire. Then some one was struck down, and the reeling, half -blind concourse seemed sudden- ly full of tigers. Men sprang upon each other two were killed, and a woman, divid- fng the polluted atmosphere with shrieks, was thrown, jumped upon, kicked and drag- ' ged into a dark side-room for dead. -Then, when too late, the Law stepped in, the place was cleared, and the undiscovered wo- man, drunk and battered with the coming of the dawn, yielded little Tim to the world, and her own debauched spirit to the mys- tery of death. Of such stuff are some reali- ties Out of such elements was fashioned little Tim It seems well-nigh a pity, into what sha- dow so-ever the mother had gone, that he had not followed her. But he lived a drunken negress saved him from death to a sadder fate. Into a nest of evil even more hateful than that wherein he saw his first glimmering, doubtful dawn, she carried him and all his earlier years were passed in gathering ra^s and bones, m stealiajj^ kbd being kicked; and cuffed, and beaten. Some- ' how his spine was weakened I know not if from that first dreadful hour, or by blows given afterward by those who used him much as one might the boot's toe to drive into and loosen garbage with. One could not easily have told how old he was, if the number of his years were eight or twelve, so cowed and deformed a spirit looked out of his blighted face. The yellow and green of putrid pools and gutters seemed settled in his skin, leaving it a palid olive, and his blue eyes had a cringing, frightened, furtive look. Away at one side of the roaring city, and in a leprous hovel at the river's edge, was where the first years went over him, merci- less, crushing, slow-moving in their passage. Often he turned sick when digging in tJie slimmering slime, and all his base surround- ings swam before him by times he fainted in his loathing and weakness, and was earn ed home and burned back to life again with liery liquor. The negress held his poor life as in a vise, and her home was a place of cursing, of theft, of fighting of drunkenness^ The child, like a weak worm under foot, used often to fight for his life, only to be the harder cursed. Oh it was pityful Yet here were thousands no better off than he i some worse and there beyond in the beauti- '• f ul city were other thousands, clothed silk- '• enly, fed richly, and bearing no heavier burden than time and, perhaps, too much of happiness Down into which region were the mournful eyes of the pitying Christ turned most often, think you But little Tim could not go on unchanged; mutation, which -makes and unmakes, but yet is nature's savior, opened at last a little fissure in his life, gave him one fatal glimpse of sweet and grateful light, then shut him out in darkness. He was ten years old then, yet, from lameness and his foster mother's cat like care, the child had never been beyond his fostering quarter, save in back alleys when gathering garbage at the misty hour of dawn, or Avhen carried or dragged thither at night upon some thieving errand by the negress' evil friends. They were numb with liquor that after- noon when he left this midnight mother and the white thug who was her consort, and he had been spumed into the attett, where^ lay a long time bruised attd^inll of pam. Then dizzy and cryfcg' he came away diz- zy from his hurt, and crying because he was leaving the little rag-matted hole under the stairway where he had always slept^ because he was parting from the hard Kices about him, the veiiomous a:eatnre who had Carved and beaten him, and her sunken, shambling hut Ah, he had never known ^se By day and by night, winter and sampler this had been his sSl, his world, his home Ponder it, you who sleep on down inchaoibers frag- rant and Uned with rose and gold 1 Sou who are all bot seo^etl -with ^^7 "va^jaot here a,sotd? â€" ^ywupoiiiittriH-eiwi*, stfved and mined, moving in bro^ia'-fiesh aeroee the Field of Leasons? side aud turned into a little park and hid It smelled sweet as heaven there among the blossoms, and he laj' quite still on the soft grass with his poor heart fluttering. Up above him he could see the deep, serene sum- mer sky, hung here and there with filmy loops of lace that seemed to burn with pink and crimson from the far-off Simset. It seem- etl tfj him he had never noticed it before that his hungry eyes had always been peer- ing into ditches and holes and filth, or blind with tears. How cahn and sweet it was here where the rich dwelt He could hear voices here and there from vine-wound porches fronting on the little park, and one, limpid and engaging, was saying near by, " Oh, I diaJl goto Dr. Easman's church. Do you" hot think his delivery beautiful It-restsme just to lopk at him he is so handsome, too " "Yes," said a silvery, affected voice in reply, "and he is «o gentls. He is quite unreasonable about his salary, though, they say will Eiccept but seven thcjusand It's too bad, he is so pleasant and handsome he cjuld surely do better thali that " Then little Tim saw a form garbed in blue, and capped and belted, come between him and the pe.aceful ^^ure of heaven, and he sprang up and ran, but was struck by a cane, and wavered and fell, ^nt ere the ofiicer's fat paW could secure him he was gone. The next avenue seemed fairer than the first, and was alive with beautiful humanity flowing on toward the churches. Down this with a little thread of blood trickling from among his matted cnrls, he ran likea hunted human animal, and coming to a larger park hid himself again, and lay, there sobbing while the shadows began to;gather and hud- dle and group, and the clear stars swarmed into the voiceless deep above him. Then in a little time he crept away and came into the broad avenue again, going he knew not whither. A huge church was just beyond him, radiant with light and colored glass, and he drew back with fear. But at that a great wave of music ^eiit ^th^liawing up through all the glowing structure, and the child's breath stopped and his grimy hands came together with a clutch. He had never heard other music than the banjo and drunk- en, ribald songs, save at long intervals the far-away playing of a band, aiid the soft thunder of this, the level, roll, and swell, and melting fall, drew him like a turning world. Clinging, but palpitant, he crept into the shadows by the wide arching entrance and listened. A stream of peoplie, jeweled, satin- ed, and prismic under the showering light, were passing in, but he could hardly see them, his blood was throbbing so. Sudden- ly there was a sweet melody a wave of human voices, strong, smooth, harmonious, that swelled and sank upon the undulating organ flood and charged the air with sym- pathy. It was stronger then the ragged child with lips parted and eyesbtm^y' he eaiter- ed. Oh.: Oh I what a te^tiful place music, light,, colot, and â- â- frit^Aince 'He stood bdwildered. Then su^Jdenly he felt himself softly pushed and heard a low menac- ing voice bid him quit the place, and he looked up at the stately, odorous usher, and shrank out of the great doorway into the shadows again. Then the music fell away into silence, and odors delicate and faint and sounds subdued and'restful floated out the splendid doorway past the child. Then a voice came with ihe odors â€" deep, even, mellow, and handled* like music. The minister was praying, but prayer to little Tim was something all un- known. Like words that were nowerik it drifted by him, a long train of soft melodi- ous clauses. He could not understand it, but he felt its beauty. The thread of humil- ind teyelatioo, |i»ked •nd JnWjHj ^^ temide on tiie nncushioned graute, ^he pastor's sermon melted into the Kiting organ-pipes throbbed and SLblS^ t*^6;ight trf'mdpdy aga^ after wave of blent, harmomous wic«8 urn of the pipes, the «eieaic««i f^. ^f out the archg entrance rustled the throng, with smiles and salutetions,flash of jewel and eye, soft speech and happy laughter, but the little rag-heap in the shadow made no sign. The doorway to the fathers house was closed sleep lapped the pastor »»i J" people in its dreamengendenng fleece dew Sphered on the wall above the fallen child, 5nd crickets in the grass-fringe round the flag-stones rasped the silence. The moon rode slowly over, the stars strove to take it in their silver net but lost it to the dawn T the east took fire with mora insf But little Tim slept on. No friend was there, no word of pHy only a cricket smg- ing at his ear, and the dew trieklmg down the cold wall upn his piteous face, as if the very rocks shed tears for their dead. HUinraG A BEAE. Kovel Experience of Six Ottawa Yonthsap the CSatlneau. About ton days ago a party of six young men rejoicing in the respective cognomens of Donald Stewart, Sandy Stewart, Timothy Harvey, Jack Harvey, Morris Quain and Isaiah Little, went about thirty-five miles up the Gatineau river for the purpose of either finding or shooting whatever came in their way. Arrived at their destination they went to the country store to lay in some supplies and there encountered a habi- tant iu the worst stage of excitement pur- chasing some bullets. It was learned on enquiry from the store-keeper that the habi- tant, who kept a farm back about three miles, had come across a she bear and two cubs maurauding in his oat field. He had chased the bear, but on seeing hini approach she stood on her hind legs and faced him. As his gun was only loaded with buckshot he fired the shot at her head and then fled, coming to the store for ammunition. The six youths were anxious, for a little bear shoot- ing, just to get their hand in, and so asked the farmer t» let them go with him, which he consented to do on the express stipula- tion that whoever shot the bear it must be his. In due course the oat field was reached and the bear and her cubs traced to the neighboring bush. The party separated to stalk her, but just then she smelt them the previous shot had blinded her so she could not see, and she bore down toward them. Three of the youths endeavoured to seek a friendly tree, but there was none near. Fin- ally bruin fell to the rifle of the habitant, wMle the two cubs were shot by the picnic- ing party between them. Bears are said to be unusually numerous in that vicinity, while fish are so plentiful that they can be almost lifted out of the water wholesale by a basket. â- â- !â€" 1 Women and Money. Every girl who is not entirely dependent on her male relations â€" a position which, considering all the ups and downs of his life, the sooner she gets out of the better-^ ought by the time she is old enough to pos- sess any money to know exactly now much she has, where it is invested, and what it ought yearly to bring in. By this time also she should have acquired some knowledge of business â€" bank business, referring to checks, dividends, and so on â€" and as much of ordi- nary business as she can. To her information of apractical kind never comesamiss, especial- ly the three golden rules, which have very rare exceptions No investment of over 5 per cent, is really safe tiust no one with your money without security, which ought to be as strict between the nearest and dearest friends as between strangers and lastly, keep all your affairs from day to day in as accurate order as if you had to die to-morrow. The mention of dying suggests another neces- sity â€" as soon as you are 21 years of age make your will. You will not die a day the soon- er you can alter it whenever you like while the ease of mind it will be to you, and the trouble it may save to those that come after you, are beyond telling. It ean- not be too strongly impressed upon every girl who has or expects that not undesirable thing, " a little income of her own," what a fortunate responsibility this is, and how use- ful she may make it to .others. Happier thMi the lot of many miarried women is that â- 6f the "unappropriated blessing," as I have heard an old maid called, who has her money, less or more, in her own hands, and can use it as she chooses, generously as wisely, with- out askmg anybody's leave, and bemg ac- countable for it to no one. But then she must have learned from her youth upward ity runmng through it, the tender pleading, ' how to use it, and she must not spare any j the pathos, and gentle adoraticm sent a great â- amount of trouble in the using of it, and she wave of loneliness across hjim a kind of must console herself for many a lonely re- gretâ€"we are but human, all of us !â€" with the thought that she has been tmsted to be a steward of the Great Master. Such an old maid often does as much good in her genera- tion as twenty married women. clear, thick darkness, an isolation that was plain, crushing medium like heavy envelop- ing iron. Ah, how widely he was isolated from every heajrt and ev^:^ gopd^- He. could not con^^heBd..;(^ Vtitrhis ctoiK dition crushed m upon him like' descending death, until quailing and moaning lie sank beneath it and crouched in the sliadpw on his bare knees, with his .ia^ Jk^titm ihe c(dd wall of the Father% h««s^ ^or^t and straggled. ' Suddenly a gi;eat peal of Jnusic, ..^wept up â€" ^voices and or^ilh-dTOrd^ xn lift- ing, joyous flood, and th^ chiLd,-as iC» God's voice had called him, leaped in at the -door- way and stood straining and wavering in the light. Only a moment he stood there, wild with a thirst for eomfort, {qit9ring be saved then thai musky presenle rose'tigain before him, and the usher's big white hand gtasped and led hin^ to the entrance. Tho^ the stately preseiice muttered .somethi^, pushed hun a little, and toiled avw,^ wi ragged, Tim, lame, 'dnd aD'baV. bun4 ,^^b^ ^t and feeling, tripped and J ^i^n^d ..headlcMig down the flight ofgi^aikite stqis, :gIaoceclfrom t^ oo^rvtog btiaavMi a e^ w' pain;^ rolled info the shadow^ Mdi^M.stiBi « Tbe anthem flawed on, battle, ^Ud 41^ not hear it. "We thank tJiee; LcoO. Lard is sftid ta be iemdwed sWefet hy boil- ing »i»wp»edpgti*o in it. If i* be* fact that the starch cJ the potato takes ap the noxious qnaUties of iinpore lard, beware of frying potatoes either in bad lard or bad batter. An improvement on the 0I4 ""^y o^ mak- ing jeUyis to heat the sugar before adding to the juice. Time is saved and the jelly is mach clearer. Aftei- straining the juice, measure it and put on the stove to beat. Allow a pint of sugar to a pint of jnice. When the juice comes to a boil, put in hot sugar. Three to five minutes' boiling will finish the jelly. It is a too common practice in many farmers' families to bum the feathers of fowls killed for the table, under the idea that they are not worth saviiig. Chicken feathers are quite valuable. They do not make so soft a bed as those of the eoose or duck, but are supmor for pillows, where too much elasticity is not healthful or comfort- able. They have, besides, too much manur- ial value to be wasted, being very rich in am- monia. The coarser feathers should be thrown into the manure heap, where their decomposition will add largely to its value. And that reminds me, girls, Sf you want your frizzes to stay just wet th4m with toarm castile soapsuds when you. pJBlt rthem up. They will stay ever so much longer than when wet with clear water, and it does not injure the hair either. But you needn't friz, or bang, or crimp, or curl your front hair unless you choose. If you please you can" comb your hair straight back from your forehead, and, pro^aded that style is becom- ing, you will be just as fashionable as you would with the fringe of waved or f rized hair in front. •»ch pound nf ♦» boil till nearlv Tz •** IWTJil ip m jars it nee^^ "Sfc^i^W ^benioreS»Jl*5r;!!, The sayine •« a- "'" nian's poisoi' 'â- ^* "'« la,., foUow^ii^Weaai^kJ cl^ of one nat^.^S»*4Ji3 wholly unpalatable J, J^ •«»d!*' pense. They hked the iS! '»»'» leave a morsel of it^S^Mj first chance they L7"*«M monotony of their Z!T.' the bread a little Z^ ^^^ Tw' J.i failure, and to ibrKfyP^ they would a. so.Ti.'?^^ The Esqumiaux gene«H f'l'xi preparations of vSS^ -^r^j plorersbriagamong1S«-tk«ft^ ^_,--y3l*fe*-" FO] »ft'oo«y;"it'^*«ti •tSegirl was one 'V!.Imv afternoon m '••S^e balcony, Tjenny was amu| both were a| ^^Toozy- J^iesyouso Id^ ' itwasyouorsoiJ body else," 8ai her for her| but meat ctavea tliiukboUed »«Jli New Guinea, tKat be preferred to Gloves. Choice Eeoipes. Mixed Pickles. â€" One peck of gi-een to- matoes, half a peck of onions, one pint of horse radish, half a pound of white mustard seed, half a pound of unground black pepper one ounce each of cinnamon, cloves, and tur- meric, and two or three heads of cauliflower; tie the pepper, cinnamon, and cloves in a thin muslin bag place all the ingredients in a granite-ware kettle, cover with vinegar and boil until tender can while hot in glass fruit jars. Cheese Stkaws. â€" Take equal portions of flour; grated cheese and butter â€" a quarter or half a pound of each, according to the number of ' ' straws" required add a slight seasoning of salt and cayenne pepper make the whole into a paste roll out, cut into strips of straws, and bake in a quick oven. Suet Pudding. â€" Make a stiff batter of granulated Indian meal aiid water, with salt; add to a quart of batter half a pint of chopped suet and boil in a bag for three hours. Less will answer, but long boiling improves it. A cupful of hard cider, a cup- ful of molasses and a lump of butter the size of an egg makes a good sauce for the pud- dins;. Cream Cake. â€" One cup of sugar, one ta- blespoonful of butter, one-half cup of sweet milk, one egg, one and a half cups of flour, and two teaspoonf uls of baking powder. This makes three layers. Take one cup of thick cream, flavor with lemon, and sweeten to taste, whip until stiff and spread between the layers and on top of the cake. Young Coen Omelet. â€" Strip or scrape the corn from six young full ears, pound in a yellow bowl, and mix with five eggs after they have been beaten light. Add a small saltspoon of salt and a very little pepper. Put into a hot-frying-pan equal quantities of lard and fresh butter, and stirr them well together over the fire. When they boil put in the mixture thick, and fry it, turning with care. ' Transfer it, when done, to a heated dish, but do not cover it over. Rice Gbiddle-Cakes. â€" ^Blend one cup of well boiled rice with a cup of flour, awid a mall-desert-spoonful of Royal baking pow- der, three eggs, salt, and tablespoonful of melted butter. Reduce with one cup of rich milk, and bake on a hot, buttsred griddle. Corn Bread. â€" Take a large tablespoonful of butter, one small teacupfiil of brown su- gar, one teacupful of flour, three teacupfuls of commeal, a small teaspoonful of salt, a small teaspoonful of soda, two full teaspoon fuls of cream of tartar, and one egg. Melt the butter, add the sugar and salt, beat well together break the egg into it, beat until well mixed; put in the cream of tartar, add the flour and cornmeal, with sufficient milk to make a thin batter mix steadily for about ten minutes, add the soda, still mix- ing. Bake in a hot oven in cake tins till well browned. Eaten warm, with butter. Buns, Without Yeast.â€" Four cups of flour one large tablespoonful butter, two-thirds cup of sugar, two teaspoonfuls extract of lemon, two heaping teaspoonfuls cream of tartar, and one rounding one of soda or, if baking powder be used, three heaping spoonfuls one large cup of rich milk or sweet cream, a handful of currents. Roll one inch in thickness, cut out with biscuit cutter, and bake twenty minutes in quick oven. Fried Halibut.â€" Place in your frying pan half a dozen slices fat, salt pork, fry brown and remove them to deep dish. Add to the fat three tablespoonfuls fresh lard; when boUing hot put in the halibut, which should be cut in pieces about three inches square and dipped in sifted meal sprinkle with salt, fry Tmjwn, put in the dish with first white visitor, swl^^" morning, they askeT S ?» " sat. Dr. ChabnerstoMtr' salt, but they were iTcredt"**! gave some sugar to one of C^^^*\ began eatmg it," saysDr ru ' " the look of disgust L his g"' he had m his mouth, and thr w^^"1 der away. " Then he told the **r horrible stuff it was, and they C' Many savage tribes think eggs to. unfat for food They keep ffwk very much like our own, and IL chickens are almost their 8ole«2 but they never dreamed that any bl get hungry enough to eat eggs uiff. themissionaries eat them. The s^'j their white friends making eges' their breakfast still troubles a njaw tribes in Africa. Mr.- WaUace »v,4- among some of the Pacific islander ul eggs are saved to sell to ships, butareB eaten by the natives. There are a number of tribes k j, whose chief riches are their herd! olaM but who never drank a drop of cow's n|J their lives. They think the milk of herds is for calves and not for human bu- and they are disgusted at the ideatjutit, body should consider it a proper artiil food. A few tribes near the gnat li^ think it is a spectacle worth seebgtoWl at the missionaries milking cows and ii J ing the milk. Among many tribes, hwevsl milk is an important article of food. UbI estimate a man's wealth by the nnnil»j| cattle he owns, and think he is sqaudaii| his capital if he kills one of them for iodtl They use their cattle to buy wives andotial commodities, and eat them only when tel die in natural course. Some curious customs are connected with I the pork, poW the IxiiW fat o'^r ^d'one gloves. Formstance, the ceremony of re- taUe^Kion^oaing wa^^v^^th a pZ -X and let stand in the oven tWenty minutes. amoving them when entering the stable of a •prince or a great man, or else forfeiting them or their value to the servant in charge. This is -to odd survival of vassalage, for the re- moval of the rfove was anciently a mark of subu^sion. When lands or titles were be- 8*|jwp. gloves weregiven at the same time â- and, when for any raason the lands were forfeited, the offendo' was deprived of the right to w;eareloves. The sune idea was prevalent in the bestowal of a lady's glove to be worn in the helmet of her knioht and f orf «ted by Mm if her fai^ i^Sd. ;fa huntang the gloves are suMo«ii. to ieaw. BMved, to-day at the death of a stag It J*B aTrery ancient form of acloKjwledament teBtefle«ta.pairol glrra* to •be^fiete- »ad..wbitegl(m»- •zevtfll ' ^-^â€" ,.'*?» n^anaUeii 1^ Hygiene Rusk Cbumbs.â€" Take bits of unleaven wheaten bread, dry them thor- oughly in an oven hot enough to brown slightly, but not scorch. Break them in a mortar and grind in a coffee mill. Or take a scale graham flour loaf, grote it, brown in the^ven and when brittle T«l fine. Serve with fruit juice or milk, allowing it to soak a fe^ minutes before it is is eaten. Parched wheat maybe ground dmd eaten in tiie same way. Tomato PtasHavBs.â€" The j^ellow tomato "»akM ttie mceet preserre.. Scald tin^ to- matoes by lettiu^ them stand one iiijn«t»iii bofliag^watwi CettstnTfeir out knd re- THE INTANT CLASS. BT JOHS IMKIE, TOEOSTO. Sixty little smiling faces. All in their accustom 'd places Each a happy household's treasure Teaching them a perfect pleasure. Sixty pair of eyes, whose gladness Shows no trace of care or sadness, Are fix'd on me -with glances bright, Like twinkling orbs of purest light Sixty voices in a chorus ' Childhood's years are pamng o'er m; ' May those years to God be given, Walking in the way to Heavea Grateful hearts are rais'd in pray'r, Craving God's peculiar care Waiting for the children's blessing, Faith and love their hearts possessing. Childish words, brimful of trust :^ "Jesus, Thou canst make mjust,' May we now and ever share In our Father's tcatch/d ca. c." Now they listen to the stoiy Of redeeming love and glory How Jesus took the smner's place, In boundless love and matchless grace. Simple words and illustration, Suited to their humble station; " Line upon luxe" they learn to know The Word of God, and wiser gro^- Their minds, thusstor'dwithheaveriy^J 'Tv^dll fence them from the snares of yontB, Andthusasafefoundatioalay To lead them through life's ruggedly- Oh, blessed are the chUdren detf Who love the Lord, and in His 1 Do walk in his most holy w^J That leads to everlasting day • â- And blessed s the teacher's part, To educate the infant heart; A Saviour's love to them unfold, ^^ng that you woij T adnt come to 1 ;,drb are waiting f r^ the woods; ^tbewild onesli r^ after the rain U ly lovely." «ea had come tJ „ her face cloudil fcl ought to go this 'U is away, gone to II always look aftej he teU yo" *** ^°°' iedMattie. I don't thmk she rWday, but then, I 1 she expects me [X'uld think you pleaded Mattie Eot let Jenny get iil td anyway, your ni| stay and take care â- he did not say anytli] ' trying to quiet words. "I guess .awfully." it is sometimes levethat it is right want to do it Le it was not altoge [looked out from un he two girls went do lie others. I all right, you see, at Jenny, as she I and Toozy tried to he words. The roi the fresh air del iall, Toozy did not to seem. She did buestions, so she mi I as the afternoon w and at las' tif something shou jounded a voice with' ddfall out of the 1 What if she shouli Ito the woods herself ' things might happ thought of before ^e of the terrible th one. When Toozy a assuppertime, forthi ^t thinking of the tir • away that it took Home even then. were seated arou little was said about Jenny, and not a w^' But Toozy knew lie, and a reprovih 1st reprover of all. were fresh in t lost their beauty to â- I was doing wrc I they talked over L did not enjoy it at â- it," answered hei [your face. Every pur life and takes av fe are true at all, v ndthrough. That is bxpects us to give h Ip us to be always t Truths ever new and never old! out ofeiii- TheGreeE-EyedMoDBter. Two servant gi ployment, meet in Tt^^::^ant.-'Ih^;Sr.*' theladyofthehouse^^^" attentions paid me by h^ ^.^ ^e c^ 2nd 8er^'ant.-' ^J jhadto 1»J^ where I was employ»^ {^eopP^^ cause the feller to whom 1 »y* jealous of the attentions 1 Ploy®"^-" m, ^^liiff- The SaQor Fisl farm waters of the ner is found that nrious tales among [thereabout. They 1 often seen in th( I the terrible hurricj waters. Not a b fater, the sea rise et of glass sudde tening with rich j Dd seemingly dri' • On it comes. as if bedecked a appear as if by nad heard witl •le but one day th "PPeared to the cr( "id as it passed by eli the queer " sa [a gigantic sword-fi or-fish. The sail g^ developed dorsj |eet high, and was land iridescent ti f along on or near .tUa great fin na that, from a dii «taken for a cur tiiese fishes at **et, and have "and long, Bv â- f^ great danu ^*«hterranean set jJMwhasa large ** great sword-fi ^^ Loved Da LjSia. "the "" to be man «M fel," a ,At J nays 'Jfte eld sta »?r*» Ooii't They had a «Km '^J^j'^n W*j, tttthe i^ti« r.U«' V â- J- jn*; I m ni aoS.A^B; A5.r move the skin, .them and then ^,e*il bottle^ When tins isndeiM^ offtheiuoe for ont**J dup the other day. ^^^ ^^^ in a tree, which "^,^"aiB^Z^ ing itkiUed two d^^dtheC*^ Slkether--""'""' hfti another, iS«a»i«i"^.«;- SlSit »r5{j4it'"»' n3W^^ « .0 ' V.ajh^i 'V