Chicago Daily Tribune Newspaper, March 6, 1880, Page 11

THE HOME. Wanted by a Missionless and Discontented Female. ae Plenty of Money, but No Hus- te or Other Outlet for Her Encrgy. ————— — Washy Sontlment Abont Nature, pe Etesy by a Vory Young g Mane A ——_—_—— go Flessarea of Convalesoonce Described by Ono Who Has Enjoyed Them. Advice fhe yatlous Kinds of intemperance Philosophicatly Treated Of by Fern-Leat. —— on the Uso of Tobacco—Mscellancons hes Contributions. THE LITTLE COFFIN. twaso tiny rosowood thing, Fbon-bound and glittering, a ‘With its stars of silver white, Bilver tablet blank and bright, Downy pillowod, satin lined, ‘nat I, tottering, chanced to find “yd the dust, the scent, tho gloom Of an undertaker’s room, Walting empty—all for whom? ‘Abs what lovo-watched eradlo-bed Keeps to-night the nestling head? Or on what soft, piilowing breast Iatho cherub forin nt rest ‘hat ere long, with darkened oyo, Bleeping to no lullaby, . Whitely robed, and still, and cold, Pale lowers slipping from Its ho} phall this dainty couch enfold? hl what hitter toars shall stain rr this satin sheet liko rain? nd what towering bopes bo hid ‘Neath this tiny coffin-lMd? On whose tablet sball appear Little worda that must bo thoro— Tittle words cut deep and truc, * Bleeding mother’s heart anew— Byeot pet nue, and aged two. Oh! can sorrow's hovering plume ‘Round our pathway cast 2 gloom Chill and darkeomo as tho shadu By an infant’s coflin mnde? From our arms an angel tics, ‘And our startled, dazzied eyes, Weeping ‘round {ts vacant place, Cannot rise its path to traco— Cannot sco tho ungol's faco. THE LETTER-BOX. There are letters, papers, and postal-cards atthis oflice for the persons whose names ap- pear below, ‘Those living out of the city should send thelr address'and a three-cent stainp, upon receipt of which their mail will deforwarded. Residents of Chicago can ob- tain their mail by calling at Room 36 Trin- use Building: ‘ Nancy Spry usad pach Ker, Jountuin Home, Helen E. Kolo, Old ‘Timer, Eelnese, Marguorito, A DISCONTENTED FEMALE. WHAT STALL Sil DO? To the Editor of The Chicago Tribune. Cmcaqo, Feb. 26.—All good people in fearch of remedies for diseases, lot it be of what nature it will, turn to ‘Tho Home for advice. I don’t want advice, but I would Ike to know what's to bo dono under the cir- cumstances? Not, perhaps, that my situa- {ion {s 0 similar ono, but because of many parallel to It, . Don't talk of woman-voting until ample room has been mado for her In spheres where woman may safely walk without fear of contamination and the gathering of dust on her garments, All that is worst and most disagrecable Is left behind in the tracks of men for ‘woman to weep over and put Ina corner, and even then whatn little space It occupies, yet allenduring woman will sift the pile over and over, taking out tho pins and the scraps of paper, but the pins are few in number, tho scraps of paper mere scraps Indecd. What can n woman do? Imagine L hear the graft masculine voice in reply, “Stay at home and take caro of it.” You have a home, but sorvanta ara there to work for you, no need for you to labor; a Bmother to overace, no need of you there; & father to provide, again you aro not needed, A weak feminine tone now comes tome, “There are so many things you can do, if you would only try to find them out.” ‘That fs justit, Wo're trying to find them out, but are foreed to sit down with hands folded and wait for opportunity to come to w. What aim haya we In life? Try to make one and society crics out, “Sit down; you aro not needed there.” No class of women Isso much in need of the sympathy and condolence of her fellow-creaturos as the woman of means. Her poor sister, with independent. galt and head erect, may walk the paths of Jabor, where her companion cannot enter, Money shuts hor off and cries come tohor ears, “Leave that track, make Tonm for those who need tt more than you.” Woman, with home duties, family ties, the yrants and wishes of small humanly to sat- ists, hog her worktodo, She is mother, wife, and helpmeet, ‘True, the sister holds no small place among the offices of home Ife, for to her 1s left the keeping of a broth- er; on her unwearled kindness and affection- ate vigilance depends an exemption tn part from those worldly vices which, when once thechaln which binds him and them is linked, uman strength cannot destroy. ‘To make ls home a cheerful resting-place, a place at Smiling faces, heart sympathies, and mutual confidence in her work: but still she hos thno enough, and to spare, for a work and labor of love,—a something which demands her interest, demands her time, The day comes when the brother finds another and denror friend, an usurper, but by right divine, of the ‘sister's place and duties, and Row sister is Icft again alone among tho barren rocks, the frost-bitten trees of her mind, still crying, *Whot can I do that soclety will sanction?” They care for society's This may be easy for thosa who have never been bound by its glided shackles, but not to the storm-beaten Victim who has been nersed In its lap, has been nourished with the milk of “they-say- fa," has been schooled in the collego of people will-talk.t ‘They cannot ensily dis- arin themselves of thelr prejudices and.put on te shield and helmet. of i womanly Independ- Tho shield must be formed with caught by minute enough ti wi aint f 8 rane fo -withsta: pune meling the world will give it Tho nalinae za the care of nn agile, skillful hand, orl will not shield the head from the blows » ch will descend ike rain from the hands che funnels of society who pass things on don ull,as constant dripp! Ae will wear aay stone, no life is left, The-blush of ac the genuine and only unadulterated u cle in Nature's market, Is turned to a p ust of shaine by these same filterers of the ii | things of iife. An Independent woinan- bolus which supports its own Interests, Is jad ness and brazen-facedness under thelr i Rent. One of our worthy * woman's eit advocates would say,‘ Never mind ena ee. Taht ahead.” But we must ? tne the talk. Ir endowed with a talent, li cunts duty to sit quietly down, and, though ith yatiny it forourownamusement, keeping toe ‘ed in tho most secluded corner, naver pe it for the good of mankind? Why ta the pt Society shits its doors of friendshipin bench ‘ace of un Independent laborer, and only qaensto him the doorof civility? True, thare exceptions, but they are fow and far be- i. enyand th general tendency has been and ae afore é Inborer, even though he bo 1 ne Ny of his hire.” X legacy tins been i ito mankind to be always vith them,—a li not fove and fntorest that should link ein together ag fellow-travelers,—and that, legac 'Slabor.” Whether it is to be squan- Or saved, does it ct e| or tha onetndlvidual?. dele tine! begse tS fat qutet on this subject? It may 80, eel akangely like theold woman who f sald: “Quiet! Whoover heard of n body’ bein’ quiet when thelr Inward fe sin’s aroall ofa rile, like a pot of boilin® Soap? saree : Manpar. ——_— THE DREAMER AGAIN, MORE WABHY SENTIMENT. To tha Editor of The Chleago Tribune, Savoy, Ill, Feb, 16,—Exeent for tho fact that certain lottors relating to that which is styled “amateur poetry” Inve Intely ap- peared in Tho Home, 1 should not preauine to obtrude myself upon go breezy a Iocallty.as tho twelfth page of tho Saturday Trinusis but, under the clreumstances, that which I havo to any will perhaps bo oxcusnble on the Ground of pertinence, In the density of my ignorance, and in tho conceit thereof, the time was when a certaln very Intelligent and amiable gentloman, a frend of the famlty, found It utterly fnpoast- Lio to convert me to his opinions on the anb- {ect of astronomy. Ie spent portions of sov- eral days in an unavailing olternation of ar gument, !linstration, and perlodical despair, And was finally constrained to abandon 2 task for which all the learning, and all the Jogie, and all the cloguence fu the whole world would probably linve heen, under tho clreumatances, chitirely Inadequnte, . Though the press jing_been rooted for years unt tho little mound where he lies in an Eastern cemetery, I have not forgotten the kind), though unavailing effort which ut- terly failed to convince me of the spherical form and diurnal revolution of the planet on witcha live, and move, aud cherish our It was trug that he had In times past given me sundry rides on tis knee, and thatinany sticks of candy had been enjoyed nt his ex: pense, and—oh! tho ecstatle bliss—he hind onco given mea bright tin horn of the most Approved tone and pattern, through whieh I had breathed some of the most soul-Inspiring music (to vpinionative and unappreelating audiences, however). But when he outraged my sense of the fit- ness of things by attempting to demonstrate tuat which was to my understanding ovident- ly false and impossible, my Indignation was grent and tiny contemptsiiiply imineasurable, ain cynical enough to believe that the con- thiuance of our friendly relations was for n time chiefly due to the fact that the masticn- tion of taify was, in the wisdom of ny 9 years, of more finportance than tho vindlea- ton of truth, From my position, from my_ knowledge of tho nature and condition of things, it an peared to me as not in the silghtest degree sonnet) that Iwas right and that ho was rong. Now, if there aro any children of the ago of 100 or under who are fnelined to a bel- Igerent attitude toward the positions which stinil take, a sense of the reminiscence just related will render mo wisocnough to deciine to argue the matter. ‘The Conductor will doubtless furnish them with the horns and Iwill, if desired treat ench to a stick of taffy, butit will In this caso be Impossible for me to attempt to rebut tho argument that tho world cannot turn over, hence everything would surely fall off. * If they insist that the sun must be pro- tected by a ginss globe, und proceed to prova it by showing that otherwise the wind would certainly blow it out, or If they deelure with all the eloquence of their childish enthusi- asin that belief in tho doctrines of the Bible Is consistent with a knowledge of the real nature and constitution of things, and attempt to demonstrato thelr convictions by showing that large numbers of other children repose eontidence in the samo views, Lshiall merely smile approval upon their Juvenile precoclty and proceed to Hghta fresh clear, ROW that nothing in ail the world except aknowledge anda wisdom which I am in- capable of imparting could avail to persuade them of error. if thoy insist that faith {nn religion fs es- sentinl to the higher development of human happiness or human progress, L shall siinply any 'o, and continue to smoke in peace, ub seriously: the children of men aro born without ideas, with only the slightest hold upon a sentient existence, the earthly sxponents ofa purely maternal passion. De- velopment goes on. We live our more or less little lives and die, cs With a consclousness of a mystery born of ahalf knowledge, and always fresh because our friends, or at least our fellows, are con- tinually passtng out Into tho silent Innd, wo dream dreams In our unqulet monients, orre- pose taith in 0 tradition or in a hypothesis in. our moments of weakness, Unable in our lack of self-noise to stand np in the sunshine and honestly answer the Sphinx, “I cannot tell, I do not know, and to guess would be preposterous,” we take refugein dreains of possibilities, And some. tintes wo lose cognizance of the origin of these dreams, and thoy become more or less well-rooted convictions. {fo is gad or merry, happy or miserable, according to tho circumstances and condl- tions of our existence. Some of us have Frown up in sympathy with the ruddy sur- nee-tints of pecullarly-related conditions, Others have scen beneath the same bright coloring the horrors of # pessiinistic pande- monium, Go into the woodland some sunny afternoon, Birds are singing. You are very glad; happy. ‘The alr is fragrant. Tlow calm and beautifull A great tall tree stands before you. Look wp itts dead and leaf- Jess; killed by the lightning's kiss, But a butterily has lighted upon ft, and nearer to observe tho black ‘and gold on its wingg. Then you sea a brill: lant beetle ‘In a fissure of* the dead bark. Desiring to look at his fine coat, you For tear off n large piece of the loose cover- Ing under which he has disappeared. Hor- rors! -Under that fine, gray moss-covered bark are a hundred slimy, eral reptiles, Ono might have expected it? May be s0; but vermin are not always so well hidden, nor does one always stop to consider every possible contingency. Walking out to tho edge of tho forest, there is a mendow before yout. Look up; the sky Is Jovoly with its ficop, wondorful blue and its Heht sunlit clouds, Abtsomething falls down’from that glorious sky Into the grass some distance away. Ins- toning in that direction you find—what? n fark. lying on the ground in the clutch of a destroyer. ‘Tho young birds aro being torn and devoured, and a moment later fh «reat hawk soars away with the dead bird in Its talons, Mf you treof acertain temperament and hold certain views and doctrines, all this will affect you but little; but in the event of being of anothor temperament and having ox- potlenced: different convictions you will per- haps go asvay sad, and tired, and Jonely, and porhaps.a confirmed pessimist, and possibly weary of life and its manifold evils, There are somo beautiful things; many protty things: a host of things that are in no sense beautiful or pretty; a Himited nun per ot i h (ngs that are intrinsically and eternal- horrible, : ‘The nature of life, so far as our individual happiness ts concerned, depends upon the relative attention which wenre constrained to bestow upon each, ‘lho relative attention which wa thus bestow is measured by our constitutional peculiarities, and by tho con- ditions and clrewmstances of our existence, and not by an abstract volition, ‘The unture of life, so far as our individual attainments are concerned, Is 9 question of opportunity and appreciation. Tappiness ts relative, elthor positive or negative, necording to its apeciiic relation, and cannot be anything more In itself than a Jocul varying standard, But “art ty long and time Is fleoting,” and by-by. FLORIAN ARCANE, CONVALESCENOR, sOMH# OF ITS JOYS. To the Editor of Ths Chicago Tribune, Fort Warne, Ind., Feb, 20.—Reader, hast. thou ever been ill? Hast ever waked up some moruing to find thy Hver had mako a strike? Gall Hamilton says It is a disgraco tobosick, One can almost afford the dis- grace for the sake of than long, undisturbed, delightful wecks of convalescence, In no other condition In life does one so fully realize the meuning of freedom. You are free to rest, to command, to scold, to ery, to laugh; In short, you are imon- arch of all you survey,—in your bed- chamber, You are consclentiously free from all cares, social anddomestic. You are not expected at the missionary mecting, the church sociable, or the sowing soclety, If the girl of all work shrinks the flannols, breaks the china, throws the spoons In the swill-barrel, you accept it all as Inevitable, and It disturbs you not. What 8 glorious shirklng of responsibilities, ‘Thore are days und days In early convales- cence when there is only strength to watch tha sunshine aud clouds. Hav! ‘4 castor, southern, and western windows, I have an excellent opportunity for taking sunshine observations, and «tur! ng my recent convales- cence became an expert chronometer, tude- pendent of thnepleces, on falrdays. Verlly, ny time has not all been lost. With a little acres, OHS oul became his ator sundint In bright weather. In cloudy da: ould got up when it was Hight, and rs to bed when you draw it was dark, This would bo a nent on going to bed nt layla ht and getting up at dark, as ds the manner of some i these Intter days, Surely one could not get far oubot the way. Tsing with the lark and lying down with tho’ lamb.’ It has been satisfactorily demonstrated that life can bo happlly sustained without clocks and watches, Itdoes not my to have anythin) youcando without; anything that [3 nol necessary {san extravagance, It ls wonder- ful how little people really need if thay conld be brought Yo make an honest Inven- ‘ory. Our chtirches nre too fine, our houses too large; we have too much to ent, and too many clothes, We haye, as Thoreau says, “too many traps fnstened to us’? It is pass- Ing strange, conalduring the shortness of life, thit intelligent men and women will burden and hamper themselves with so much that Is useless, ‘Truly, this Is an extravagant age, in tine and strength, as well as money, The second stays of convalesence Is the reading stnge. ‘There are books and books, Diseretlon must be used in the selection, for some authors ald the allusion and some clog the liver, 2 will mention a few that have been beneficlal and entertaining tome. The type must be large and plain, and the yolume snl, that It may be easily held, Anna Dickinson's “ Ragged Register” ts admirably adapted for this purpose. Ther isinany a hearty. laugh between its covers forthe render, It Is un excellent stimulant {Ctaken in small doses, If read through rapidly there would be a sume! about 16 that would rob it of much of aprightll- ness. Warner's “Baddeck and that Sort of Thing’? Is.n healthful tidbit of Mterature, It Js written in lis own fuscluating 5 and is full of quiet, spontaneous humor, ere are many authors that charm the convales- cent and cause the otherwise tedious days to pass swiftly, Iwill nani but one more the one most delightful of wl,—Chnrles Lamb, the faithful clerk for more than thirty years at the East Indi Mouse. Ills letters sund essays contain so much wholesome wit, “so much pathos, such unparalleted: devotion and affection. Where can bo found 4 lify of such cheerful patience and resignation through the most trying ,aftltetions? Could any one weary of reading his inimitable let- ters to Coleridge, Manning, Wordsworth. Barton, aud others? Ieannot but feel tint the worltl ts better for such legacies, and 1 am thankful that Elin fived, But [find that after weeks of hurrying to and fro my. blood jing resuined its natural flow through my veins and arterles, and my strenath Is retstablished. I place my precious volumes on the shelf, Lean no longer shirk the cares and duties of the world, the Ittle world in whieh I play iny part; so [ come bravely face to face with the over-burdened work-busket, and don my armor fa big apron) and take up the weapons of warfare, two of which tho lords of cren- tion have never dented us the right to wield =the darning-needle and the duster,—and march boldly on to the reconstruction of atocking-hoels and the destruction of cob- webs. Grandma Oldways, I am glad you spoke outin meeting. It was the right word in the right place. Aunt Buey,i¢ did me good to seo your name In The Homo once more, Kittle (Aunt. Ticy's Kittle, I mean), Iam afraid you are hiding your Nght under a bushel.” would like to see It shining some- times In the columns of The Home, : Aunt FANNY. DEGREES IN DRINKS. A LETTEI FROM FERN LEAF, To the Editor of The Chicago Tribune. Orrawa, Il, Feb. 22—When one speaks of intempernuee, our thoughts naturally re- vert to ono who has been using tho Intox!- enting cup to excess; but let us look about us and see if there'are not other inordinate views equally harmful In thelr effect on the hinnan race, ‘There may be intemperance in almost all things,—Intemperance in eating as well as drinking, in dressing as well as sleeping, in love as well as hate. Arc’we not told In the Good Book that the sins of tho father shall descend upon the child for many generntions? It may be the sin of intemperance, or some other, and te may come jnavery diferent form; for example: Many years ago there lived a man who was given to excessive Indulgence in spirituous aquors; his son early snw tho ovil effect on his father, felt keenly the pinching poverty which fuvariably results, snd determined to steer his bont far from the reef on which his father's bark was wrecked, and sank a ruined, holpless, pitiabla nonentity, Years rolled on, and nu iquor passed his Nps; money flowed into his coffers, and with care, abstemioitsness, ant parsimony, It Increased, and tho poor Ind is now no rich man; but the end fs not yet,— a feeling of cnvy creeps in,—thero are others who are sald to possess more, ‘The world and suffering man are nothing; more of this blessed gold must be added, no mat- ter who suffers. ‘The worthy poor und erlp- pled beggar is turned aside, und he rides through the laud, buying and hoarding up, aud, like one now passed away, famishime for new fields to conquer. Millions of dollars fre counted, and the greed isstill unsatistied, Where will it end?) Walt! you and Linay see, Such persons have ended in paupers’ craves at last. Of one thing we are certaln, he cin take the money only so far, and ut the day of reckoning he will be counted no. but- ter than the beggar who was refused the ertumbs that fell from his table. Is not this intemperance? He reels not into the pres- enee of his family; thelr wants may bo sup- plied; of this the deponent saith not; but the world suffers, One min cannot use so many millions of dollars, Why not use It to benelit mankind, Instead of striving to in- ere the world, it to them? them work, and let them earn. thelr own Independence, and not bury It where It will dono one good. Verily, the Intempernnce of the son isa greater ovil to the world than that of the futher, and who shall say the son has not Inherited it from his father, the only difference being that ane eraved drink, the othor money, each alike unreasonable, and. oblivious of fellow man; ono holding gh the intoxicating eup, and reveling In the hup- plness It brought hilin, the other counting the dollars he had gatned In the last twenty-four hours, and the happiness they brought Mm. Inherited his father’s Intemperance? Yes, and tho evil lias increased tenfold. He may plead that he Intends to do good with his money by improving the com: merce of our land, Alas! many good pur- poses Ne in the churchyard, and IHeil ts paved with goou intentions and wishes, A ree Is known by its fruit; and, after all, {ts the nilnd which makes the body rich; and if a inan pours his purse Into his head and heart no one ean take it from hlmy and inany amon in plain apparel is richer today than he who sits on a throne or counts his dollars by tho million, Is he who pgssesses all this st enemy would, and, like Seneca, ench night call ourselves to accoint, “What inirmity have L mastered to-day? What -parslon opposed? What temptation re- sisted? What virtue negiired?”. Our vices will abato of themselves y brought every day to confession, It woulk be wise in us if we would hold converse with our past life also, and ask what report it hore to heaven, and could It not have borne more welcome news, of more hoble deeds and un- selfish acta? Sut never be discouraged with yourself, for when consclous of your faults they arg lessening, and when you percelye your sin you have taken ono step to eradl- vate It, “Do your work falthfully, and though your star shine dimly, and you are termed Insignificant, fn the great siunmin; up your reward will be sures and you wil atand asoneof the honest laborers In your Master’s workhouse—one of the myriad of tiny stars which compose the Milky Way of human worth, and although your small Hy he pnts not through the darkness as an illuminator of the first magnitude, you know the placy which has been assigned yeu, and by your steady, even shining will afd in forming a white pathway whieh shall encir- ele the heavens, and lead many to follow fn its wake, onward to the great White Throne, All men are brothers, and is it right fora few tohoard up a mine of wealth which nether they nor another ean enjoy, and for the simple gratification of hearing they are worth many millions? Itis a silly pride, aud. thelr brothers are suterlne, nnd de you not hear the glad refrain, “ Weleome evermore te rods and men fs the self-helping man??? Intemperance in dress hins a oimoral effect on the conduct of mankind, and the apparel oft proclalms the man. Woman fs more ad- deted to this intemperance than man, and ‘many are yearly snerificed on: this altar. Benuty gains but: Mttle, and deformity and homellness Jose much by Bandy attire; and does it not make unhappy faces more re- markable by the contrast? “It is not always at love for the beautiful that ereates this in- temperance, but more frequently a feellng of envy, a desire to outdo one’s neighbor, We love what is beautiful, but when the lovely garments are on us we cannot behold then ay when on another; then why not ad- iniro . them on others? Is ‘it not a desire to outshine others, and to beenvied by them ? and, to be frank, do we not dress more to be admired bypathiats than to plense our- selyes?_ Not alls no, there are many excep- tions, Look at the kitehen maid In rags and filth, so that you are giad to give her a clean. apron when she comes near you. But see her on Sunday on the. avenue, and you would not recognize her. She is out for show now, and some Indies, or would-be Indices, do the same thing. it is all for display. Do we wear tight shoes for ourcomfort? Is there health and ease ina dress which is so tight that some wise person thinks our dress- inaker made a imistake in the measure, or else that we failed in supply- Ing her with materinl? But that cannot be, for there lies 9 yard useless on the floor, —not useless, that Is a duster, and Is there to cause a cloud to rise as one Walks down the atrect; for don’t you know it gives one such an angelic look?) This vanity of loving tine clothes, and new fashions, and -valulng our selves by them, Js one of the most efiiidish follles we can be guilty of. Sir Walter Ralelgh says “ No nian Is esteemed for gay garments but by fools and women.” ‘This is undoubtedly trite to a certnin extent; but, fortunately, not wholly, ‘This intemperance in dress has caused much — sufter- ing. and alicnnted the love of tho wite from him swhoin, she promised to take “for rich or for poor’; but when he failed to clothe her in purple and fine linen, the papers daily tell us, her ten per soured, and her little ehildren’ trembled and mourned nds when slie left them, and was next heard of ag the wife of some titled person of large fortune. Too young to feel the disgrace, thoy only rejoiced in her ab- sence, Retributfon will follow, bué ven- geanco belongs not to us. I hope not many of you ean recall the name of an old school- tate who sacrificed her beauty on the altar of dress. T remember ono on ‘whom beauty of no ordiuary degree was conferred, anil she thought dress must accompany It lo per tect her Ife, 1 wish I knew where sie is now, but in the vortex of Washington society: she plunged, and the friends of her youth know her no more. In tho anatter of dress one should always keep below one’s ability. We know enyy Is passton, 80 full of cowardice and shame that we marvol not that no one has the conti- dence ta own it, for it always Jmplies infe- rlority and ignorance wherever It resides, The wheel of fortune turns dneessuatly round, and who can say within llinself, shall to-«lay be hppermost? Obt what a fate ig that of mant = When we hear of some undeserved wretchedness, we think of that world where all will be made straight, and where the labors of the sorrowful will end in joy. This sin of Intemperance ts great, aud ever increasing; It Is found: in the youth, ani old age 13 ‘not exempt from its “fs nob cowlned to sex or nation, but is. vast—lin- mensurable. Let tis seek for it In ourselves, and eradieate tho evil, not looking for abrond, but when we do behold it, wrap tho mantle of charity about us, close our eyes, and pass by as silent as are the lamps which burn on tombs, Feun-Lear. TIIN USE OF TOBACCO, AND ITS EVIL EFFECTS, To the Editor of The Chicago Tribune, Macon, UL, Feb, 4.—Without thinking much about it, Zoo, [used to belleve as you do, but reason and observation forced me to change my mind, and with the Conductor's permission I will try to convince you that L now stand upon solid ground, We place to- bacco and rum in the same eategory because thero are so many points of Ikeness between the two ns to establish a clear cnso ofkinshlp. ‘Tobacco ts like whisky because men yery seldom make o temperate use of elther; It fs ke whisky beenuse a mnn, onco its slave, 1s apt to rentain its slave till death; like whisky, it Is an unnatural stimulant which always lenyes the system in a worse stato of depression than it found it; Ilka whisky, it is perfectly useless in the animal economy. Thpt it is useless, witness tho thousands of healthy men, women, and children who nover use It, * Like whisky, Its evil effects ure felt by the consumer’s family as well as himself, and, lke whisky, it forces many & poor nan to wear shabby clothes, Tobacco js niso no respecter of persons, Sometiines the fool becomes its victim, and sometimes the man of flant intellect. Ant now a word of contradiction té Dr. Park's insinuation that the usu of tobacco does not injure the health, In the first piace it is & rank poison, A vory small quantity, if swallowed, will produce death, and It 1s absurd to say {hat the Inhalation of poison Is attended with no injurious results, Because an excessive use of nutritious mn- terlal is injurious is no good reasun why a moderate mnount of palson should ‘be bene- ficlal Again, tobacco {3 nelther food nor wealth happy? Loole and see for yourself.-| drink, itls never converted Into blood, and ‘Thery fy thatconstant fear lest somo one break inand plunder,—even inurder may be the restilt—nni in these singe slead men's bones are stolen and retalied for a ransom, and, unless possessed of more wealth than any other, thero 1s tho mortification of seeing In the papers the numes of the most wealthy men, and. his not there. What ls more mis- erable than discontent? Very often. that which mukes people dissatisfied with thelr condition {s the chiimerleal idea they form of tho happlness of others, ‘Tho tntemperance of tha father caused etlef and regret in his own household; that of the son to n multitude of beonlo, But, 7 ask, oes he not bestow charity? Core ainly he docs, but only where he Knows it will come back to hi Increaged an hundred fold. Oh, this greed mukes ong selfish, and in all thne,self-love has bilnded. the ‘wisest aid made many actyrant; this sin of seliishness which Isso detestable a vice in others, and whieh no one can forgive, and still no one 1s without it, Pity him if you can, for he suffers more from his belfishness than he from whom that Htberallty withholds — some finportant benefit, Yes, selfish, as well as Intem- perite, for the one evil. ever fullows closely In the train of the other, ‘Pho seltigh inebrinte will not own that he drinks by Mimself when no one ean sev hling—oh not but you all know he drinks more and hag not the spirit wf generosity to recomment him that the liberal, good-natured, genlal ones have. ‘Thus itis with the selfish man of means; but, of course, he will deny the Accusation, Itls only generosity on a sinatl sents and with narrow walls,—a tovexclusive sollcitude to maintaln a wife in luxury or make Ils children rich, Wut thera ara myriad forms of intemperance for us to ward ayulnst, and wodlscern many In pilng- with the motley erowd., in’ order judge of the Inner life of others, wo must study first our own, for in general men are very much allke, and, although one ling ony prevailing sin, and one has another, yet thelr procedure is similar, and whatever disgusts you with others, others will see the saine fn yous and if one apeale ty) of you, exanine yoursel? and see if St bu trun; 1g 60, correct St, and thank thedisciplinarlan; if not i tye 1s afalrinatruction, I¢ we would befriend ourselves, let us abserve our- forms no part of the animal tissues, 1t merely exists In the system as forelgn matter, tho romoval of which Iya an extra burden upon the organs of elltntuation, and it ts a jaw of Nature that when any organ is oyer- worked {t loses a partof its functional power, So much for smoklin, and now for chewing, ‘Thore are six ttle g ands, three on each side of the juw, whieh secrete a fluld which molstens the food, andalso serves asa natural ald to digestion. Tho presence of tobreco In the mouth excites these fiends to action and the enliva Is rejected, In Inrge quantities, from the mouth, thus producing weakness uf the salivary glands by overwork, and robbing: the stomach of its natural sthnulant Where thera iy an fron constitution Nature may stand this unnatural drain upon her re sources for s number of years, but sooner or later the penalty must be . paid in Indigestion, dyspepsln, consumption of the stomach, and kindred diseases, . And ob- servation proves what selence pitdicts. ‘To- bacco svothes a min’s nerves, does It? Yes, and destroys while tt soothes, Any attempt to quit the uso of the weed 1s attended with terrible nervous suffering, It atfords solld coufort, does it? Perhaps, but thera is a thne coming when the accursed thing will hove robbed Its victim of the power to enjoy anything, You say you like the odur of ti bacco, but there are many women whodo not. As far us personal health and comfort are concerned, L would rather. sit ina room with a wh barrel than a fountain of to- bacco-spit, which plays ® perpetual streain upon the stove and its surroundings, {liay the room with a burning odor which renders the ule foul and sickening. ‘The woman who thus has her nerves tortured, day after day, gets very little sympathy from the tobacco lover, elther mule ur female. Not being able to comprehend that what {s pleas: ant to them can possibly offend any one else su they think It fs fuagination that hurts her and not the tobacco. ‘There is not the alight est danger that a nan will bite his own nose off by getting drunk because hls wife does not rellsh tabacco smoke. If any woman fs unfortunate enough to be marricd to un over- pata. Unaby that expecta to be currled to heaven in her arms, of course she must let It use the parlor for a smoking-room, It she can’t possibly endure the sinuke, she ma: 6tay in the kitchen or sit out on the bac! THE CHICAGO TRIBUNE: SATURDAY, MARCH 6, 1880—SIXTEEN PAGES. t improve- | selves ns our grea! fence till the smoke clears aw: Boy ers, ponder on what] have sald, and, if you would have your Inst days bo your best days, let the vile stuff alone. ‘Twenty, [ cannot agreo with you. Ono part of Miblehistory Is Just as apt to bo true ag another, and you might as well doubt the existence of the tree ns to doubt the fact that God told our first ents not to ent of it. Would it not have 1 better to haye known only good than to have known goud and eyll at the expense of su inuch suffering ? ‘To be sure, many are refined and puriied by suffer. Ing, but others, again, are only hardened and embittered thereby. ° So you sea that suffer- ing in itself brings no good te man, only the sanctification of suffering, Being ehfldren in Innocence would never, have kept us children in intellect, Next to hap- py, iunocent ehild ean think of no. more beautiful picture than a gray- hatred man, or a woman, full of wisdom and experience, and yet p staan the con- tented, happy heurt ‘of n iittle efild. You say St fs no sin to be tempted, provided the tempter fills in his designs; but surely the tempter did not fail in his designs as far as Adan and Eve were concerned. If ignor- ance Js bliss, then the heathen are more blessed than we are. I agree with yout that the tree wag crented for a purpose, “Without it man could not have sinned, even had he been so disposed, and this would have reduced him to a mere machina instexd of a free maral agent. Is bad logic, my friend, that makes people think they must ent everything they don't know what else to do with. <A great tiany beople In the world eat swine's flesh, which Isnlah declares (o be equally sbominn- ble with inice. and one would think that when the pork-enter §s confronted witht over- whelming evidence that the hog Isa filthy and diseased aulinal, he would be very glad to change hig diet. Dut, no indeed, he stralghtens himself up, wiser fu his own con- celt than ten men who can render 9 reason, and propounds the unanswerable question: “What was hogs ‘made fur if they wasn't made to ent? TD expect to hear, some day, tint these economical folk have concluded to eat the professional tramp, for the sake of inuking some use of 4 nuisance, Thank You, K., the wishig mutual 1 won- der if P. FU. Knows there Js. fuinine over in Ireland?) [think ft {s very unbecoming fn him to cat while go many are starving, Just think how much it would benefit the poor sitfferers if he would only Hve upto his sickly, suntlinental philosophy, and starve with thom. I have nothing to say bout fools or disordered intellects, but if L were to undertake a diagnosis of his case, I should tinhesitatingly deelde that It was a disordered stomach, and should preseribe anti-billous pills instead of logic to dispel his gloom, Mrs. O, B, IL, while [do not pretend that any comic poetry could elleht mens did those beautiful Hnes tipon Lincoln's boy- hood, still, L think alittle more turning of the ‘left-hand crank” would really be it venefit to The Home, and I Enihey none will bear the promised Intliction with o better grace than ‘T. ‘I. and N, Y. Wornsra Bre. MISCELLANEOUS. HISTORIC SINGLES. To the Editor of The Chtcago Tribune, Spnixaricep, IL, Feb, 15.—Last week while prostrate from a sudden Iliess, In the brief intervals free from pain, a queer, dark- looking bundle kept coming before my eyes, as if to remind me of some duty left undone, Let me close my eyes and endeavor all 1 would to forget abot It, that same old bundle was before me, apparently. Then I thought of Fern Leaf, how ready to do for others, even {if only to offera word of en- cotragement, And then [ thought how I cauld dlapose of my bundle, which fy shingles, dark and worn, discolured by the rains and dusts of years; snioke-begried, and unsightly, but hat lowed now because for years they sheltered the hnmortal Lincoln, Last fall when his old residence was being repaired I collected them to send ns relics to my friends at a dis- tance, J have several left I will share with any of The Home correspondents wiio would appreciate Tavis such n relic. Probably there are many who will bo pleased to haye something of the kind; If su, I wilt gladly use my convalescence shuriug my shingles with any one who will send un address and a three-cent stump for postage to Constant READER, A IAPPY OLD MATD. To the Editor of The Chicago Tribune, Exaty, IN,, Feb. 23.—I have been 0 reader of The Home since It was organized, and have seen nearly avery branch of industry that concerns the home discussed, Many of Its members have told their likes and dls- Nkes of men, women, and children. Tho bachelor comes out with his knowledge and fine-polished ways, and sots the whole Home inn flutter, ‘ Tam an old maid, Miss Ida Prop, at your service, I am 43 years old, I would not haveany of you think L am unhappy or re- pinentiny Jot. Lam ashappy and Jolly os most any imarred woman of my ace quaintance. A young married man on our street sald fo ome one day: “Say, Ida, don’t you wish you were mar. rled und had such ‘a nice little family as 1 (his wife was. only 2 years old and had three children). 1 sald, “No, Frank; if fo had taken the like of you I might’ have been married years ago.” tind Linnst be yeady. to defend myself on every corner, 1 am for- tunate In having cnough of this world’s fools tomuke me comfortable, go Ido not have to live on the charity of my friends, If this should not mevt the ‘frown of the Conductor, it may incet the eye of some of the old students ‘of Prof. D.’s academy for boys and girls, Ifso, L would like to have any of thein send me a ine telling me of thelr whereabouts. ‘The academy wag site ated one mile from the Uttle City of ML, not 100 miles south of Lake Erie, We wero members of the class of 1853; Helon Russell, Charles Plerce, Lavina Evens, Fredric Beuskin, Margaret Kuma Jeifrles, and ipa Puor, A TEDRINLE TEMPTATION, To the Editor of The Chicago Tribune, Cassororts, Mich., Feb, 10,—The news has just renched me of a friend’s death, and fu the sadness which fills my heart at the news Lcall to mind the seeret history of her Ife, of which no one has un idea but myself—not even the husband who loved her dearly, and to whom she was “true as steal,” evento tho cruelfixion of her own love and desires, ‘Yho husband was an honorable gentleman, pure and upright, ag are few men now. She ‘was not In Jove when he offered himself, but pitled him, knew Ils true worth, and an- swered “yes,""" Years went on, children were born to them and died; In middle age came to her the romance of fier ife—n brlll- fant man, inudsome, and, although a Ittle Younger than herself, much older In the World's ways, for her secluded Ife kent hor ag Innocent of guile as in little child, She was atill falr and fresh, with tha ripened charms of large and matronly beauty,—a {ype of womun he had neyer wet with, and she unconsclously captivated him by her yery innocence ond unconselous beauty, He would have given worlds to have had her free, and been her husband, _Petted spotted in tho society of Indies, he would have given up all and counted the * world well lost" for her, But he dared not approach her with word or look other than respect, She loved iim with all the fervor of first Jove and the strength of iniddle age, yet prying for strength to conquer temptation, and, know- Ing tint purity consists of clean thouglys as well as auctions, coneealed her feellng, and, outssatily cahn, went on with “the burden of life, ‘ Ona evening the lover came, and he uttered words which he has since repented of (for her shocked face tol how terrible she cons sidered them), and urged herto tly with hin, She sudtenness of the proposal and his pas siunute pleading made her waver only for a moment. ‘The swift prayer, wordless, from her heart was heard by the God who had watched over her from Infancy, and she re- sisted,—lald all her love and pussion at the foot of the cross, and sent hia away,—imun no longer hardened, but with bellef in the purity and honor of one woman, ut least, She ‘never saw hhn again, and lived many peas after, hor husbunil's blessing and the pp: Christian example tn all things; for templation resisted gives “the peace thut passeth understanding.” AGATHUA, BOOKKEEVENS VS, HOUSEKEEPERS, ‘To the Editor of The Vhicago Tribune, Ciicaqo, Feb, 21.—California, fet us not quarrel, for although our yiews appear to be at right angles, yet In reality they differ so Nitle that a mleroscope would be necessary to locate the divergence, We are each dealing with extremes and not with the average or generality of casea, Both bookkeeplng and housekeeping—or, In 6 broader sense, man’s work -and woman's work in general,—t¢ well done, require talent vi a and thonghtfulness, and It fs evident that the question which requires the greater of these qualities depends solely wpon the amount or extent of Iabor to be necomplished. Of course, In speaking of sewing as not he- Ing a trade, L had reference to it only to the extent It Is usually performed by housekeep- ers. When they wish anything well made they almostuniversally cngngea professional: The Avera housekeeper is not required. to be, and fs not, a finished dressmak Iiner, and inantuamuker,—or even cook; for there are professional cooks who can con- structinore dishes than could annassembingeot twenty-five housekeepers drawn at random; and yet they might all be feted up In. their occupation, - ‘The same rule holds good with ali the other specinities. And f she have a smattering of atl these accomplishinents,—ag many hive,—she does no more than the average bookeeper, whe often must have a general knowledge of the duties of nearly all who areconnected with the establishment: while frequently he not only fills the position In question but also that of enshier, correspondent, and agsistant- manager, California thinks {t wonld be a dificuts matter to make me understand 1 fous keeper's duties, Perhaps so, suine of then, but not all; for £ have been situated where It T knew nothing of them there was io other recourse but to proceed nt once toexperiment in that line: and ain not ashamed to say that 1 have at tines been rather familiar’ with many of their duttes. ‘The polut in Callfornta’s letter at which I first took Issue was this: “That ns man tad only to learn and do one thing, while worn had many, therefore woman hid to beur a very unequal portion of the burden of life.” Tifs Ia true In some cases, but ns to tho mn- jority I gravely doubt it. Some women there ‘are Who are tuxed with cares and labor to their utmost capacity, but there are miny, very many beautiful and Bloriotes exceptions, ‘The ratio of women and men who live in comparative idleness In this country, partie ularly In large cities, would, T think, be fair. Jy egtimated at three of the former to one of the latter; thus 1s afready placed the “bur- den of life” where it. properly betongs,— upon the shoulders of the male sex. ‘As the world is becoming more entightened public sentiment is permitting womnn to step with propriety beyond the narrow Hits of her former field, and. occupations suitable to her nature are slowly being appropriated: by the more ambitions of our sisters, In this—self-dependence—Iles their ability uo correct any professed wrong at the hands of nan, In conclusion, permit me to indorse and emphasize every one of California’s matri- monial suggestions, LE. C. TUE HORROMY OF “ CLASSICAL.” MUSIC. To the Editor of The Chicago Tribune, Vinves, Ul, Feb. 27.—Topsy Tinkle’s In- terrogation regarding the popular manin for profound Hternture and classical music re- minds me of my sensations on hearing some artistic (L atppose) music rendered at the concert which It was my fate ta attend lust week, and I feel moved to_acknowledxe that Tagreo with her, though I wouttn't for the world have Prof, Beethoven Bigbang, who honored ino with his ‘escort, know it, for I assured him that [t was ‘grand, divine, and perfectly angelic,” and applauded yoelferously (because L was so glad it was over), whens melancholy-visaged Individual, with poetic locks and wild eyes, completed his performance, which consisted of arrang- ing the plano-stool with graceful nicety, spreading his coat-tails with careful dexter- ity, and executing o serles of slups, grabs, jerks, twists, bangs, stides, glides, and wig- gies, which produced a conglomerated mass of sound, from wwhtclt (thpuah Lauite blush to say it) my unculivated ears could distin- giulsh nothbig more nielodious than plim, plum, bani. “Operatic,” they said, and everybody de- clared to everybody else that it was heavenly, celestiul, bewlldering,” ete. L tried to look as sorry s T felt glad when the renowned pianist, bending and swaying like n reed ino blust, at the storm of ap- plause, was hidden from view by. the cruel wing which seemed to have gobbled him up at one fall gulp, ‘Then, closing my eyes, £ drew a long breath, and felt thut Twas pre- pared for the worst, come what might. But list! Ah, those clear, fresh tones, and the tender Scottish ballad, * I Jove my laddle well,” sung by sweet girlish Hps, whoa words T can understand, and my gid ears drink in the rippling harmony that thrills my heart with its cadence and’ brings a flush to my eheek und a tear to my eye, for the pretty little warbler is a mere child, whose woi- drous grace and simplicity are unsullied by ong touch of art or uffectation,—as uncon- scious in her native Innocencans some happy little feathered songster whe knows naught of bar or cage, and whose Iny was taught by the Master “who doeth atl” things well.” After this caine “the great. prima-donna,” and, “opening the rusty door of her countenance,” shiv shouted and roared until the building rang from gallery to pit; then changing her tactics, she switched off on those wnintel- gtblsarins and trills that make ono feel like rushing off fora ladder aud Bivins the singer a“ boost,” that she may be able to reach the desired pinnacle with grenter ense, Every attitude, gesture, and expression apealt of affectation, and the. hearer nature ally falls to wondering how that mar- velous voice would sound Iulling a babe to sleep in soft twilight, or sobbing a requiem o'er the re of sume loved one,—unecon- selous of sture and expression, and nat- uralized by real love and real grief. Then the Individual of melancholy visage again cume forward amid the thandering applause of the nssembled multitude, and treated his hearers to another exhibition of finger, facial, and joint gymnustics, after whieh we le- roleally prolanged our sufferings by encor- Ing him, to keep our neighbors ‘from think- ing us too plebelan and uncultured to appre- clite high art in the shape of music, ‘That night, perhaps, we were wooed from our cunches of down by houris and angels, -whose sweet voices led us toa silvery flow: Ing rlyer, on whose green and sloping “banks nestled, likon babe In mother arms, «bank of wondrous flowers, and on the alr, faint with perfume, trembled the notes of a mate- less bird,—plaintive, weird, and broken, At lenst, Prot, Double B. aftarwards told me he drentned that, CE didn't tell him what I dreamed, Ugh! itmakes me cold to think of that mosquito slx fect high, and that awful horse-fddle, and. that horrid rasp and file, and that, that,—but there, UM havea chilli¢ £ don't leave that harrowing subject, for Lam afraid 1 liaven't o cultivated taste like the gifted Professor, ji SILENCE Woupsworrts.' TO CHAT, FROM FORTY YEANS, To the Editor of The Chicago Tribune, Granp Raps, Mich, Feb. 91.—My dear Chat: Lam not dead or marricd sluce my last. Simply blighted, Cut ‘down in all first love. Let mo toll you. Did you read that letter of Sixty Years in Tho Home, in which he adylsed ine to marry —aond to murry Bome respectable wiiow— nothing frisky or skittish, you know, but something In the bombazine way, warranted gentle? Atfirst reading the supreme absurdity of advico tome, who know all things and give advica to everybody, was so dellclously amusing thatidid not fairly consider the proposition; but in the reflex it positively oc- curred to methat such acrenture as Mrs, Forty Years was within the limits of human achievement—and—shall L own it?—to you, my dear fellow, who are, bur inyself, tho best executed fraud within my knowledge, I will own it, whether I should er not—I con cluded to ook the matter over. Everybody knows what that means at my tine of Hfe, Destruction, Wreck, Evury- body but the griggled lover himself knows ail about It when he begins his untimely woolng, He knows all about it, aftera while, himself —and when he does know about tthe knows a good deal more about it than the most’ Iinuginative scoffer of all bis bosom friends eun tell hin, know all about it naw, But give mo credit for Boing about the matter discreetly. Frat of all TI consulted the murrlage statistics, and found that tho grand average of united ages at marriage was about $3 or 43 years. Assuming the correctness of the grand ay- erage, since Lam now 43, it follows directly that, t must lead to tho'altar a bride of 1 tender year, or leas, to make our united ages average correctly; and, of course, if I waited a year or two longer, ny intended must be toa. young for record; In polnt of fact f woult be foreed to marry some young Indy several summers previous to her birth In order to reach the correct united average, Again, [considered the fact that 1 am fre- quently called upon to give the benefit of my extended exporlence—in the forin of ad- jco—to young people of 20, and that such vico is almost javarlably decllued,—which the tendor beauty of my 1- is an undoubted error on the part of thoso Wyears younger than myself. Sixty Years: Is 20 years iny senior; might 1 not err as rayely in scorning his advice as do tha ouths and inaldens Aust out of their teens 2 in disregarding the solid wisdom which pro- cecds from my month And, beside, I have become a visitor at Biggs’ establishment. The tins hava: bleached out Into something presentable, and T frequently take ten at the house, and really Don and Belle seeined so comfortable and s0 happy. with each other, even. with their abundant share of family blessings, that L began to look upon myself asa inelancholy eximple of ineartplets existence, and prob- ably more than all else, had been Intro- duced at the Biggs house to ong Mrs. Pod- more, a widow who owned in tho frankest manner to 34 years of this lite, though she certainly didnot look Heil, Agee 55 laugh+ ing at nie, Chat—don’t 1 know what I have been —that my name 1s Issachar,—“‘a strong 098, iitted to bear burdens? And the burdens were lald upon me, From the first moment the Widow Podmore wis oiniable. She was sweetly solleltots In regard to my pleasures. She adored cigars and Chaucer. She read every scrap of my things she could find, ond quoted myself to me, She had meat her house to ten the secs, ond evening after our first meetings andt, afler ten we played erlbbage, and she ‘re quested me to write a sonnet for her espectal benefit as we stood at the door (stio showed me out herself), I wrote the sonnet before T went to bed, and I give it to you hero, as it explains the situation more fully than ony: thing I could say-—now: Whon o'er un tinknown soad_ tho traveler farcs, Worn with the wenry miles of lonely wa, What {8 go cheerful toward tho close of day Anan outresching bough which stanchly bears Asixn of rest and cheor—ty louse that woard A promise of nt comfortable delay— An hostelria whose gilost may surely lay Aside all pitin of wayalde toll and cures? So I, aweary of tho beat and duat— Euotsars tron stony paths which led to nught— Itecelve your wetcome with a happy trust That iny declining day has aweetly broughe ‘An hicboruge, whose gentle grices must Make sunsét fairer than Lover thought! Hlow many thues, Chat, have wo ridiculed the elderly Idea of a comfortable love,—and ret TL held it myself, and never knew ik until was told of it. There Is something pathetic to mo in the day when one comes to be content with rest when the warrior tubuckles the sword-belt, ond hears the bugte without one single an- swering thrill in his velns, Alas Jor the hour when we grow old, and think not of whut shall be, but of what has been! 3 Mrs. Podmore had among othor guests of her house n youth of 90 or so, whom she ralled many & tine and oft upon his boyish- ness. Ile was swell enough fellow, with no words to speak of, who had. avery, pretty, young, thlek-growing mustachio of a fine rown color, Inclined to. curl down into the corners of his manth, and a palroft wide awake eyes, which followed Mrs. Pod- inore everywhere; and tho widow and myself exchanged quite a number of kindly forboar- ing remarks updu this faet, and she saldonce .;, tome that she really thought sometimes he was sweet on her— ‘So absurd; why, Um old enotgzh to be his, mother,”—and ‘sho Inughed and threw back her head, as sho contd well afford to do, since she had a full round white throat, and her teeth were nate ural, and very fine indeed. She was—and is, Ltrust—n charming creature. - You know how warm the weatherhas been. ‘Ten days ago wo lind a real spring evening, so warn that the doors were oper, I called on the widow, and, finding the house open, walked in without ring! ng, —a thing which no man should ever do, since it is Habte to Jead to awkward situations. tig in Mrs. Podmore’s charming cottage there isn parlor on the right of the hall, and at tho end ao private sittlng-room, which is the, widow's own. In thls room, which vas dim- ly lighted on this occasion by tho gas in the arlur. L saw through the partly-open deor irs. Podinore sitting hyo her fuvorit sofa, with a eatin herlap. This strack mo oddly, as Chad never seen a cat in tho house, and t paused, hickily, for the cat—which I tinmedi- ately discovered to be the head of the youth’ Lhave mentiongd—began speaking. — + 7} thought L heard some one,” sald he. . “No one would caine in without ringing,” said the widow. “And he compares me to a tay: ern —didt you ever hear of. anything so 't doesn’t make any difference,” sald the head, “1 don’t Iike to have him around here gu much, and [don’t think you ought to seo hinv the way you do; going to marry hin,’”* *Q@ you absurd boy,’ sald the fair one, “how ean you be fonlous of the poor old thing; do you suppose it’s any pleasure to me to have that waxed mustachio of his stttelt inmy ear? But L just won't have folks say anything about us, aud Tshall keep him in’ the house until we are married; tf thoy talk about fin they won't talk about you,— can't you understand that?” Laaiy, in the «tlm light, tho white fingers of Mrs. Podmoro’s rlglt hand caressing the curling brown mustachio, and I wandered allently away. ‘The scene was too touching, . The fact of the matter was, you see, Choi Mrs. Podmore, who 1s 9 woman of corres Judgment, is Intending to marry as near the Reneral, avuroge ag posslble, Undoubtedly she Is right, Thaye certainly lost ail respect for Sixty Years’ opinion, and shall seriously consider the propriety of a residence in Assam, where the femules are marringeable at 10; that will bring me ng near the correct uverage as the widow Is IIkely to come, any way, since she probably Won't marry o husband under 16 in any even! Tteil you, Chat, these averages are curlous things, and it’s noinighty hard thing to get shut of them, go about It as you will. Every- body ts fast Ike everybody else, and yet we all think we our, own selves are so unlike avery one you ever see a letter from a wounin to @ lover or on Intimate’ friend in which she failed to say she was un- like any other woman who avor lived? never did, and I have read letters from a good many woinen, too, * How odd so innny of Tho Home party should think you are a woman. Look at Aunt Luey, for instance, 1 never saw a printed Jetior of yours which did not contain some Hnes no “woman would ever. write, though you do iarvelously well ina sus- talned feminine charactor, ‘Tnke you dream of ghosts, for instance,—do you suppose any womnn living would own ‘to such a supper bill uf fare as you acknowledge? But there's no end to the Wild guesses of stranger corre- spondents, Lf fancy iny letters are suiliciently masculine, and yetone gracious Homelte—a lady—wrole me that she saw me "asa noble Wwoinin, mature, but not matronly,—one who had loved much and suffered much, and ha reached the calm of wisdom, ithink Juyself that [ am “not matronly.” You speak of. the exquisit letters you ara recelying from the Wisconsin postess. Be sure they are no more dainty or charming than those which come to mu now from the most nnexpected sourco—from Viola! Miss Menken, who was so lonesome at Waukegan, was untll very Intely tho only netress in my Knowledge who wrote falr verses, jola’s letters ure the most delicnte things Imaging ble, Jer seriptis as faultless as California's, and.yet very pecullar, and sho,commonly writes but ‘a single thought in‘n letter,— often but one paragraph, delightfully fine Ished, In every way elegant and admirable, Tier verses ure not so carefully done as her pe ou defied me to surpriso. you, Chat. If ‘ou defied f the sight of this dotter printed ‘doesn't, do It, « Tun not the blighted one—nor yot your anelent Foury YEAns, ——_—- . AN OKLAHOMA BALLAD, Kansas vity Times. ‘Where rolleth the Verdigris down to the sea Where the Chickasaw routs on the flowery teat Where the azure Wewoka awecps on fn its way Frou old Pottawatomie down to the bay: Where the tilptlap chirpa choerily out of the And ho'std philistoo sings of mother and With my" Chorokoe matden ensconced on my And my ‘Klokapoo darling, I'm pining to be. Ob} 'tis vain that the gewgaw disports Jn the Aud the pollywor giinta in the slipporyeome her nest And mente On the blizzard that yawps in the ‘aut The dado thay wall in the shimmer of moou And churm to dull Seminole ear with bis tun It fg atit} Lum pourlug my passionate tide. ‘To tho love thut I bear for my Kickapoo bride, Tchuse tho force tittlebat out of bis lair, . I weave tho hy eingersnap into may gaaray 1 bunt the wild tattlotale gree the hil, And coux tho coy cockieburr out of tho rill, And thon tho Arrupahos: virgin is glad, 2 And the Kogyywok equaw in her wampum is stud . And ny “qishmingo boauty gucs hiphop with 180, ‘And my Kickapoo darling roclinos on my knee, ——— 5 Aphontia: cured—Fetlows’ Compound Syrup af Hypophosphitos—Aphonia or luss of volcu, fa rewodied fu a short time, no matter whethor the cause be from intlammiation of the Hntug meniy braue, from cold, or froia nervous doruugemuak, folks say now you're . 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