Evening Star Newspaper, December 23, 1871, Page 6

DR. HOLMES NEW POEM. | Homesick in Heaven. Ge eeek thine earth born sister grbat all cbey the ead and silent three; ‘Bhese o. ly. while the bosts of Heaven rejoice, Smile never: ask them what their sorrows be; | Bad when the secret of their eriefe they tell, | Rook on thea with thy mild, half human eyes; Bay what thou wast on earth: thoa Rnowest well; Bo shail they Coase from wn svailing sighs. —Why thas, apart—the awift-winged herald nd unstrang lyres, Wits the trisagion ing chorals wake Ie thouts of Joy from all the heavenly choirs? ters.—thus the answer cam=:— weaned natare clings ‘Be carih s fond momorias. aud h-r whispered nams Bntunes cur quivering lips, our saddened strings: | For there we loved. and where we love is home, Wome that our fest may leave, but not our hearts ‘Phureh o'er us shine the ja-per-lighted dome:— ‘The chain may lengthen, but it never parte Bemetimes a sunlit sph-re comes rolling by, And then we softly whisper,—Can it be? And leaning t ward the silvery orb, we try ‘To bear the music of ita murmuring sea; ‘Focsich, ferchance. some flashing glimpse of green F breathe some wild-wood fragrance, waited —Bay sister, nay! Plucked f ihe be: yon twelve-fraited tree, Would soo deeper stabbing grief heart— : —Ah, woe ieme! ' 1 frem my clinging babe was rude! Hie tei der lips « kvetess boom Ose i forget bm in my life new-born? Ob that my darling !ay upou my breast! —Ard thou’ Iw ‘The kies of 8 2 fair and you —Areé whence tiy Where never pa art c mid the seraphs of the Rea —Kay, tax not me with passion’s wasting fire; ‘When the «wift m.saage set my spirit free, 1 iene I feft my eray haired sire; emany, he had mone save me. 4, in the etarless * iri Yet wtill im moaning, She i Ye know me not, sweet sisters?—Ail in vain Ye sock your lowi ones ia the shapes they wore; ‘The Mower once opewed may not bud again, ‘The fruit once fallen finds the #tem no more, eh! lover, sire —yen, all things loved be! ictures damasked om a vapors fold- Bade like the roseate flash, the golden glow, Wher the bright curtain of the day is roiled. I was the babe that sluambered on thy breast. And. sister. jt ‘Th ue the lips that called thee bi were the silvered 'ocks shy hand car faithful hand, my faltering footsteps’ gi nging form, frail vesture of decay, ! unelad forgets it oncy hath worn, ith the travel of the waary day, une d with reates from every wayside thore. ‘Fe lec, an in‘ant, in thy fon embrace — ‘To come with love ¢ warm kisser back to thee. Fi shew chrne eyes thy FFA, haired fa Bot Heaven itse:’ could grant; this ‘Tack oprend your folded wi Tit Le bod rh S serrow 8 discords sweets: (Janswary atlantic. a A HOMELY STORY OF HOME. BY MES. REBECCA HARDING DAVIS. Caauren [. Christmas Eve! John Firth fancied that speechless nature about him knew day it was, and waited for the Babe that was to bring brotherhood to man. The distant Mountain peaks, that had faced the sea for ages ith the same awful, inexplicable meaning, apped themselves to-day in soft white mantles, and bent their heads like prophets who had heard at lastsome kindly answer to the long- vexed riddle of the world. Between them, the little seaport town cuddled snagly, fall of life aud heat. The air was alive with children’s Yoices and the tinkle of bells; the snow had en- ebanted the dull shop-fronts into white Gothic arches or glittering Eastern minarets; the sho themselves had become nothing less than little Ali Baba caves of jewelry, or sparkling can- dies, or yellow turkeys wreathed about with feathery green crown’s-foot. The house win- dows, too, were open, and inside were Christmas trees. and people, bot and hurried, about them, Jighting the fairy candles before ‘the children would come home. Overbead the setting sun had burned the sky crimson, and at the end of the narrow street one could sce the glitter of the ice coast-line, the flag flapping on the fort against the wind, and the great plane of the sea, with the surf rolling in low, joyous mar- mars. People ran against Firth and his wife contin- wally, so great was the hurry of the crowd, cail- ing, Hillo, Firth!” or «Happy Christmas, John!” Everybody was with bundies except themselves. Their hands were empty. Mrs. Firth looked sourly at Squire Dunn’s car- Fiage as it rolled by filied with adoll in bridal dress and ‘astle; but when she came to her washerwoman’s shanty at the corner, her con- tempt broke into words, for there was Betty with a piece of pine brush, hanging a bag of marbles and a woolen doll on it. * It is the very maduess of waste!” cried Mrs. Firth. ‘How many of these poor wretches know where next week’s bread is to come from, I wonde: | John did not speak for a minute. “And yet I | was just thinking, Mary,” he said at last, “how | good it was that one morning in the year the @ne beautiful thought should come to all the world; to the banker at his desk, and the thief im his'prison; to poor Betty here in her cabin, as well as to the queen in her palace. They all are forced to see once in the year the same picture.”” “What do you mean” The cold, dry tone somehow reminded Firth that his wife was a member of the church, and he was not. ‘He answered uneasily: “I meant the white flocks asleep on the hills of Galilee, and the stars shining down into the stable, where the child lay,” lowering his tone. ** What proof is there that Christ was born on the twenty-fifth of December, John?” im her | quietest tone of argum ; “I don't know, Mary, iy. “We will | Bot say anything more abont it.” “Probably that would be better,” folding her lead-colored shaw! tighter about her spare Sgure. © Bat I thought.” hurrying his words ont be- fore his courage g: ¥, “that I would take To mark the day, you of course, Mary. That is, if you do not object. *Itis well you consulted me. gotten that the religio You seem to education of | be left tome. I have tried ng as he is, his condition ax | necessity of repentance. I | | t ‘atholic erk-boues growin, i hot. y | + Robby has ne said Firth, looking wistfully down at th with blue noses, and t . staring witn insatiat indows. eh abop © “No. He had not tint fam willing he should s Bo beiter lessou.than se a ebild.” “No, no! Let him stay indoors.” John Firth jagged behind his wife. Squire Dann came along behind him, clapping the thin little | man on the shoulder, and taking in with a shrew.d glance his sunken, dulled eye and shabby suit of black. Hilo, Firth! This won't do. You newspaper men don't know what modera- tion is, even in work. Take @ holiday, bey. When you tap a tree so deep as that, its te life | that's cozing out—mind I tell you.” John laughed and went on. “A holida: knows, Mary was 4 woman. But she hed, im some way, sbut all holidays out of their life. i It had been for years one . dull stretch of work; for religion, stera rules of daty barring them in ou either side, and im the future » certain fearful looking-for of judgment. He did want rest. When they were in the house Mary would see it, and instead of going to her sewing, Tie Soc pertea beset Reechen coetane: im. She pri it on what cor- exhausted brain @ial to give to an or doubting soul. it might be childish in him, but just then he loathed sorts of | wards on Na and would think, was the ebject he had ever seen antil of it, and anderetood how plain meager anything on God's earth Jdobn Furth never crossed his own yard, with the ash-bin at one side and the raia- barrel at the other, without a secret spasi marrow ball was laid with yellow and % @loth and papered in gaudy stripes; aud so it went on tothe end. Money was saved. At first band = r= ave spent savings to see bright and pretty. He had a whim of making it a sort of talry land for Rob; he friends dropping in to breakfast, aca; he wanted to teach the boy rs—thas the Voice | $8 | Heaven, and meant to take her child in it with | cold, and dark and silene | apart dening; he would have broken up the year with ait kinds: b hss of holidays. But Mary had uered. She had been by youth, and now she id out a narrow, th ‘for herself to her. There was no time for idling in the House — by the way; or money to spend in it, eithe T. John entered the dull, dark entry a few min- utes after bis wife. She was already hard at work sewing by the stove in the dining- room, the place wher® she allowed a fire. | After the picture outside, the lighted, eager street, the sunset reddening the snow-fielus, and the vast sea, this bald, square room came with the sudden contrast of utter niggardiiness and discomfort. The table was set with deift, of different patterns; yellow wooden chairs were ranged aboat the wall: a tin lamp flared on the mantel-shelf. Mrs. Firth did notlook up when he came in. “ Ann!"'she called sharply; ‘Aun! supper!” She never scolded her servants, or wasted a syllable more upon them than if the: were machines. Firth sat down and look wistfully across the stove at his wife. She was growing thin and h. rd with kard, unceasing work. It was all for him and the boy. She cared nothing for her own comfort. And yet he would have given all the moncy she woald make, just then, to have had ber throw down her work to welcome him, and race an hour away as she used todo. She had a habit once of stroking his forehead when it ached, and fussing with his hair, and thinking his scooped, sandy face hand- some as Apolio’s, poor girl! But that was along time ago. Anv brought in the boiled mackerel and pot of rye coffee. She wasan old woman, a mulatto, with a patient, —s face, hke a cow. Whon she had rung the beil she bebbed a courtsey. “If you please, Miss Mary, kin I hev to-mor- row evenin'? De chillen they've made it up to a bit of Christmas supper.” I should think you were too old a woman to want merry-makings, Ann. I certainly cannot neglect my own work to indulge you.” She put the tin lamp on the table and sat down. “Where is Rob, mother?” asked John, cramb- ling his bread nervous! “T had to discipline Kobert. He is so shame- fally idle with his lessons that I gave him the Catechism to study, and sent him to bed without bis re ee Firth said nothing, but he left his supper un- pono and went out a a ee two. cae § ard him going so! up st. . The vad choked her. She leaned her elbows on the table, staring at the lamp. She knew what her hu band and child thought of her! She was a black cloud blotting out ail their sunshine! Because she knew her duty. Did she take herown pleas- ure? They thought she did not love them. Oh God! what had she on earth but John and Rob? Some day they would do her justice when they knew how she had toiled and saved the money they would have frittered away. She rose hastily, and going to another room, took out a box and unlocked it. It was full of coin. She dipped her hand in. There was the means to vide for their old age. and to make amanof Rob. She would coin her heart's blood into money to give Rob a chance among men. She went up the stairs. The touch of the money had strengthened her. John had taken Rob ‘from the window. where he sat in his night- gown, crying and shivering, watching the boys outside, and was rubbing his bare feet and whispering a story. Now, Kob was the worst material out of which to make the saint which his mother purposed. He was a broad-built, quick-blooded little six-year old, with an ugly. honest face, bold, frank eyes, and a clef chin, like his father’s that quivered easily. Firth could not stop his shivering or sobs. “ It was so dark and cold, papa!” he cried. “I don't care if I'm a coward! I don't care for anything. I wish I was dead.” “ Are you hungry, Robert ?” she asked, He would not speak to her at first, at all; then he suddenly rushed over to her, climbed into her lap, and laid his head on bis breast, almost fon a 3 her with his silent, passionate em- brace. b's affection always frightened hi< mother as much as his rage. She felt 2s if she had some untamed, dangerous animal in her yoke. «Control yourself, my son,” she said, trying to put him from her; but he clang the cluse minute afterward his head sank heavier, and he was asleep, still sobbing dry, tearless sobs. Firth laid him in bed and then stood there silent. The moon threw a white light over the illow and the unhappy little face there. «f ear you hardly understand the boy, Mary;" she ei ntly. oe 1 think I do not,” her lip trem- bled for a minute. Then she added, “The child is more open with even Ann than me. No mother ever worked harder for her children; but I have no time to humor or play with them.” Now this is ail a homely little matter. might happen in any house any day. Firth knew by it that the decisive hour in this boy’s life and his own would strike that night. For himself the end was not probably far off; Dut it was the beginning of ali things with Mob. ‘The lives of both. The lives lay in the hands of the woman who stood quiet and drm in the win- ter moonlight. He turned Rob's pillow, and smoothed down his nigit-gown; he couli! not his trembli ngers away from him. Coutd God mean life to be so hard and bare for his boy? He would have dealt differently with any little child. ‘o his wite he said not a word. When she spoke he would know how it would be. “*T will do my duty in the sight of « jealous God,” she said, at last. “+I will try and mold amy son into the manner of man he should be. If L fail, his blood will be ou kis own head, not ine.” ‘There was no answer. John Firth held the chil Page or little hand in his, patting it softly. Ina little while, perhaps, he would’ go out of that door never to return; and it seemed to him as if his boy would be driven then into a where no help could long whild, and then stooped and kissed him, aud then went out to hi night’s work. He tried to say ““Good-by, Ro! but could not. It But Jobn rollow him. He sat the: Cnarter Il. The surf-boat rocked like a shell upon the sea; it pushed its way through grey wet clouds of fog and rain. The great headlands, wrapped in mist, stood like ranks of gigantic ghosts along the far off melancholy coast, while a mile or two to the west the hulk of the steamer rose black out of the fog. Through the rain the ceaseless ery of the sea mgen the ere cuaes the boat, the distance gs bly terribly human sound. The woman in the of the boat pulled her water- Feber over her head to shut it out. She ept her strained eyes fixed upen the steamer as she had done since they left the shore. “ That moan of the sea troubles you,” said her watchful companion. “Yes. It seems like the cry of a soul leaving a dead body, and there are no dead here!” “No.” His eyes followed her to the steamer, = he made a secret sign to the oarsman to asten. “« My son dees not expect me?” “No, Mrs. Firth, | saw him on board the steamer at Charlestown, and when I found his strength was so low, came on by rail to take you to him here. That is three days ago. The dar ger may be over now.”” «+ T will take him back on shore with me.” ‘The old man began tospeak and stopped. “It would be better to tell bil he said hastily. “The wound was given to him on his arrest. He isin charge of the officers and going north for trial. Robert kas lived a life youcan hardly un- derstand. He is a passionate, desperate fellow, but good at heart, earnestly true as steel to his friends, and no man has more. Rob has been very dear to me for years. A felon? She traight and stiff, her stood up. arms stretched out to the black hulk where her | boy lay, hearing neither the storm that drenched her nor the woeful cry of the sea. This was the end, then. It was for this she had waited these twenty years. It seemed but yesterday since he left her, a bey, choosing to live a man’s life from her. “ There never was a man with finer possi bili- ties in bis nature than Kobert Firth,” said the old doctor, thinking tosoothe her. “Strong reli- ious instincts, refined tastes, and the most ge- al, affectionate fellow alive. Bat the ver: pest qualities be had, having been uncultivated, dragged him down. Pull harder, my men. The steamer is moving. Poor Rob! ‘he got on the wrong path somewhat at the beginning.” She wondered if the boy knew who had put \—the path down which he i [ a FL! He i se H i i! & . He led her to a shelter- , where & group of men were bd ory —} usky voiee inside hear you! Bob Firth’s not the man to die like a rat in a hole!” great an lying in the seal of death on his scarred ‘ple face—that washer tittle Robby! He did hot notice her at first, talking to the police offi- cet, Who was wetting his lips, tenderly enough. “T tld you I'd balk you, John,” with a halt laugh. There was something yet of the old genial, sweet oo in his yoice. “* Let that go, Firth. Look here!’ She had knelt beside him. “Mother !" A spasm of pain came on, which they thought would be the jast; but in the midst or ie, he bod touched her hair gently—an old affectionate trick whieh be had when he was aboy. He revived, after a while, and lay quiet. His head rested on a woman's —a fair haired, socy ab. When his mother came, the men would have led her a them swearing at them. wite. But Milly loved me.” They were all busied about him; he was‘ Rob- ert” to thes I; seemed to come close to them, felon as he was. His mother held his hand, which grew colder, each moment in her own; but his head rested on the heart of the woman who had led him intosin. Ske had taught him to love her, and s0 kept her hold upon his soul at e last. “I'd like to make you my wife, before I go, Milly,” ne said. “You did the best you couid girl, but you didn't know what was ‘ou didn’t know. Hiseyes, wander- dark space into which he was going s0 soon, alone, grew stern and solemn. They all knew then that he locked into death, and that which lay beyond. She came up close to him—his mother; “ Rob- ert,” she said, “* My son—do you trust in Gov He thurst her back suddenly.‘ Don't talk me of Ged now. I learned te Him when I Was a boy, and I’ve never been able to bring myself to—no maticr. It’s too late.” He shat his eyes, but looked up at her in @ moment. “Don’t worry, mother. You had your chance once, but you lost it somehow. It’s Bob Firth that’s gone under.”* ‘There was silence. The eaptain whose hand was on the breast of the dying man, wok it away,and gently closed the shirt; one or two sailors pasting by the outskirts ef the crowd stopped and buried their heads. “ He's going with the tide,” they muttered to one another. Underneath "hem in the gathering night the unresting sea rose and fell; ont of the distance came the inarticulate wail, like a lost soul, gone from those whe vainly followed. whose hold had slipped from it forever. he crept closer. She could not vet believe that God wodld take him from her; she put her hands on his lips—the lips that long ago had drawn the milk trom her withered brea-t—but they were fey, cold; they would never answer T again. His eyes Frew xed. awful, inscrutable meaning deepened in them as the ath in which he wasto tread opened betore an. “ Robert!” she erfed, “ Robert!” It was toe late Whereon that path might lead, no voice or hand of hers had power to st ay him now. Then she remembered the years, the countless days and nights when her boy's head had no pillow but her breast, when the little hands were sretehed out and the little heart Teady for ‘‘ mother” to make them strong, and pure, and holy. She had not had time to know her boy then! Now they would have taken her a she lifted her head—there was a ( “Why, mother! mother, wake! burned dimly. There was a red, chubby: close to her owh, and the two stout little ar: tugging at her neck. In another momont s! Was on the floor. straining him to her heart, and crying out, ** Was it Robby? and was it not too late? and had she yet a little time—a little ti Presently she lay down in the trundle-bed, trem bling and sovbing, with the frightened’ child, his head upon her breast, not withered, but soft and white, petting him and soothing him in a way that in all Rob’s life he had never known betore. When he was asleep, she tried to pray. But she could remember none of the adjura- tions for mercy she ordinarily used; she only saw a smiling child in the stable, with the kings and lowly shepherds hastening joyfully to it, and the angels from a happy heaven singing of peace and good-will to men. She went down to Ann, her cheeks like roses, and her eyes on fire. “Ann,” she said, “you want to be with the children to-morrow? “De Lord knows, yes, missus. It’s de fast Christmas ob dere freedom. De last dey was slaves.”” “So you shall, then. We'll make it a Christ- mas they won't forget. But you must help me now.”” When John Firth came wearily home that night, looking up the gate to'see the dull, dark little house, he found it a blaze of light. He opened the door hastily, and two soft arms were flung around Lim and a warm, tearful face pressed to his. “Oh John! John! I haye you back again!”? “God bless you, my darling?” He near], bugged her to “death with sheer astonishment. “1 never was away. But this is my little giri Mary that I haven't seen for years and years. What does it mean?” “Don't stop to ack, Lam born again, I think.” | She dragged him in with a laugh and w sob. | Great fires burned in every room; Ann stood in his way, as ready to cry a3 her mistress, brand- ishing a half-picked turkey. ‘-Dat's tor de chillen, mast! And such a pud- din! De Lord knows sech a Christmas as dis 1 neber dreamt ob.”” Out in the kitchen he canght a glimpse of tables loaded with mince pies ready for the oven, more puddings, more turkeys. ‘Why do you mean to feast the town?” Janghing out of sheer ii -heartednees, like Rob himself. “We must bring Wack all our friends. But here, Jobn, here!” She pushed open the door of the little parlor, where a tree stood, glittering from floor to ceiling, and then opening @ box sh poured ovt all the shining eoins on the floor, necling at his feet and heaping them up. “Make the house bright and homelike with it” She trembled, he saw, and there was a strange look of terror in her beautifal eyes. “You m help me, John, help me, or it will be too late «Help you to do what, dear wife?” “To mike Rob’s home so dear to him that he will never be able to shake off his hold on him. ‘Toshow him how loving and happy the world and how happy and loving the God is who made it.” “Which Christmas day will help us to do,” erfed John. As he held his wife close to his breast he felt as if new life had quickened in feeadiooiny Bas new lease of long years had been im. “ God be thanked for our happy Christmas,” he said in a w! er. “And God said a happy little child,” she added in 3 4 Christmas to every 1 heart. Reception Dresses. The silks which have this year been imported in such exceedingly quiet and rich colors, make very handsome for reception and dinner, or visiting toilettes. A superb costume, which might be worn for any of these occasions, has the demi-trained skirt, bordered upon the bottom with three scantily peenness flounces which are boand both top and bottom with velvet of the same shade. Above is a velvet flounce of about five inches width in front, but which widens to about nine at the back. The overskirt, with apron front, is trimmed with a very heavy vel- vet fringe of exactly the sam? shad? as the vel- The basque and flowing sleeves are also finished with fringe. A VERY STYLISH RECEPTION DRESS is of silve? gray faille. The trained skirt has one flounce, > the oy and bottom with narrow black ti lace. ‘he second skirt, which is quite long, has the bottom cut in scol- are at least a quarter of a yard in size. These are edged with a narrow flounce of the material, while above isa broad black thread lace, which is hered to fit into the sco.lops, the lower part just falling over the top of the narrow flource; bat Hh ed ct trimming is St ers, and a bow without fullness at the top or end of each scoliop. A third skirt with an apron front is simula the lace, which is brought up }, while it edges the puffs at the . heart-shaped waist and the wide sleeves are elaborately trimmed with lace. ms: padour corsage and demi-! on ASHIONABEE FUR ARTS AND TRIMMINGS. 11 the fashionable Household TURKEY Gravr.—We have used the follow- dressing for tarkeys fora number of years in our family and consider it better thana s»me- what similar receipt given in the Telegraph a few weeks ago:—For a ten-pound turkey use fifty oysters without the liquor and an equal quantity of bread mixed with three eggs. Season according to taste with sweet majoram, pepper and salt. Zenwvrn Cax’i—One cup of milk, one and a halt cups of suj +r and one egg, well-beaten: Pint of flour mac into a batter about as sti that of a pound ¢.rke; two teas) fals of cream of tartar and one of soda; flavor with lemon or vanilla. ‘This makes a very good plain cake. Poor SouL Cake.—Sweeten bread sponge with a little sugar, cut into eonvenient sizes and in lard same as doughnats, and in some families is served hot for ‘fast. Mixcep Mgat.—Four pounds beef, boiled tender; one pound suet, two pounds raisins, two pounds eurrants, one pound citron, cut fine; six pounds apples, one pound sugar; grate the rinds of tour lemons, and adi the juice; cloves, cinna- mon and nutmeg to taste, r to moi them. Some use brandy to flavor, bnt I prefer — as it is an article I use only as medi- cine. Mock Mrxce-Pre.—Four cups bread crumbs or apples, three eggs, one-haif pound raisins, one-half pound currants, one cup vinegar, one @ep sugar, one cup molasses, one teaspoon pos Hy four cups water; spice to taste. Try it. Curap PumPKiN-Pie.—Stew your pumpkin and mash throngh the colander; and for three pies, take one pint milk, one-half ‘pound sugar, three tablespoonsfuls flonr, spice to taste. 4 eggs are 80 high in winter I call this aneconomi- cal receipt, and hope our lady-writers will be pleased with it, A Goop Pupprxe.—Take a piece of beef and chip it fine, take some onions and chip them fine, season with pepper and salt, grate som> hard bread, mix them together with the w: of an egg, make balls, then dip them into the yolk of the eggs and fry them in butter; lard will do, but butter is better Queen CAKE.—Mix one pound of dried fon the same of sifted sugar and ot washed currants: wash one pound of butter in rose water, beat it well, then mix with it eight eggs, yolks whites beaten separately, and put in the dry i gr ents by degrecs; beat the whole an hour; utter little tins, teacups or sancers, filling them. ouly half full; stir a little fine sugar over just as you put them into the oven. CoexMEAL Puppine.—Although simple, it is yet very palatable. Stir into a qnart of boiling milk the yolks of two eggs, three apingspoot fulls of meal and halfa cup of sugar, well beaten together. Cook five minutes, stirring constant- ly; remove from the fire, and add ¢ whites, beaten toa stiff froth. Pour into a pudding dish and bake one hour in a moderate oven. pot with cream and sugar.—Germantown Tele- graph. To Make Yeast Witnovr OLp Yeast.— Teaspoonful of loaf sugar—% of a teaspoonfal of fine salt—l cup of new milk, to be put into an earthern pitcher, and one pint of fing water put in it. Let it stand until it becomes blood warm. Mix in enough flour to make a thin bat- ter. Keep the same heat by patting near the fire or in a dish of warm water, and in about five hours you will have 4 splendid yeast, with which you may make bread in one hour, or use it te make hop yeast. Pumpxrn Pré.—Hare ready two quartsof well boiled and sifted pumpkin; then take two quarts of fresh milk and a teacupful of corn starch. Use enongh of the milk to well moisten the stareh, and set the remainder on the tire to boil. When boiling stir in the starch and cook a minute or two. Put into your dish of pumpkin a teacupful of good molasses anda large spooa- ful of ginger, and thenstir your hot corn starch into it. Won well mixed, add a teacupfal of sugar, 3 beaten eggs, and a teaspoonful of cinna- mon. Stir until the ingredients are well mixed. The corn starch must not be so thick as to make lumps; it should be all perfectly smooth. ‘This will fill four large pie pans. My family call them good. Kererixne Tomators Late.—We have caten our last fresh tomato of the season, to-day, November Ith, and it was as pa'atable asin summer, though not quite so solid, lacking, however, but fitue. It was kept with others which were used as wanted, by simply picking when the frost threatened and putting in ine cellar. Those that were wanted to be used tirst— the most advanced towards maturity—were put inthe window, either of the cellar or the room. What they want to color them is the light. No doubt SL. be my at least a month longer by keeping in the dark.—Couniry Geatie- man. Housekeeping Hints. To CLEAN KNIVES cuta good-sized, solid, raw cs in two; dip the flat surface in powdere rick-dust, and rub the knife-blades. To CLEANSE the inside of jars fill them with hot water and stir in a spoonful or more of peart- ash; empty them in an hour, and if not pertectly clean, til again and let them stand a few hours. For large vessels lye may be used. No BETTER PLAN has ever been devised to keep butter sweet than to put it in clean jars and cover it with strong brine. No kind of ves- sel, eask or tub willanswer so wellasa jar. In this way it can be kept fresh and sweet for twelve months.— ural Home. From the Altar tothe Grave. A Young Woman is Married to a Dying dnies Herself a Few Days Afterward. On last Wednesday, Mr. John f residing with his uncle at No. street, was taken ill with small-po: He called upon his physician, who advised him to retire to his room, as he had ase vere attack of the disease mentioned above. Mr. Boraef, who was about 22 years of age, bad for some time to an estimable young lady nai Ewing. Qn Thursday Mr. Boraet fu: much worse and became alarmed. instead of attacking him outwardly settled i wardly, which is always dangerous and gene- rally fatally. On Friday his condition was critical, and the physician said there was no hope. The dying ung man then expressed a desire to be married (tas young lady to onan bo coc engaged. It was found impossible te secure a clergyman to perform the marriage ceremony, owing to the disease of which he was dying, and Alderman Hagey was called in. Articles of agreement were drawn up and were signed by Mr. Boract in his chamber. Tie young lady also sigued them, and the Alderman put official seal upon the document, and declared the parties man and wife. On Saturday morning the young man died and the next day was buriel. There, mains were interred in North Laurel Hill. And now comes the sad sequel to the above: “BORAEF—Suddenly on the ith instant, Mary A. Bornef, wife of the late John Hen ail of Lucy A. andthe late Samuel wing.” ne ee S ae ans almost unne ves- sary si was small-pox.— Philadel, 4.1 Poit, 18th ins Kabat in psy pase ge Over. ral 65 years of age, residing with his wite au i poy bend ri Williamsburg, N. Y., retired to boud on Monday night at an early hour with his wife apparently in his usual good! health and spirits. n Mrs. Overrand awoke the next mornii she wasstartledon findingthe body of herhusband cold and rigid beside her. The eyes were closed, the hands stretched forward as ifin the attitude of prayer, and the face wore a death-like aspect. The poor woman, unconscious of the terrible truth, hurriedly left the house, rushed to the station-house and requested medical aid. Ser- geant Buner at once concluded that no doctor's aid was required, but dispatched an officer to investigate the matter. The latter returned in a few moments and ib se that the man was dead. It is sup) at heart-disease was the cause of his sudden demise, A Dror op O1L.—Not unfrequently in passing out of dwellings, stores, shops, etc., a difficulty is found in closing the door, without first turn- ing the knob or lifting the latch. Now all this can be obviated by a single drop of oil applied to those parts of the catch or latch that come in contact before the final fastening is effected. Doubtless thousands of our readers are aware of this, and apply the drop whenever occasion requires it, but there are just as many thousands who do not, and itis for their benetit that we ites intormation. For the want of this lit- Ds costl; tered, and vi &7The Federal Assembly of Switzerland has Seseit ‘communities, of the tor jean teachers in S: FAMILY SUPPLIES, &e. LiVeLY Times at BRAY & BRO’S. bo noe Go every read all other adv. gra | A WAING AND FLAG DEPOT. CREPE aby pico yrs see wm JOHN ¢. WOUAN, loved ind n Purchaere Manufacturer of Awnings, Fing Tente, Horse and ther -canction in our prices - rara Sugar, Gorers Decorating of Unlis for Bails Fi, Reger peor hte, am oe edt onterg pense bed to. ZI baal ke a he Plain Shoulders, She. per Ib: cous het over ow DESFOSSE™S FRENCH BAKERY, F. S06 ton ‘Sreerr, wean Pa. Av. c Jooo® 3 lenaeenpiegelghent ory ‘ ~ " , 626 18th near'S._Oniers tan be bat there cx EMOVAL. The undersigned bas remred trom bis old place ot _ 12 Pe ivania ae, oe Dasiness, Ne OTF RTREET, ‘and then come to between 1UA and Tsk sreets, BRAY 2 BEO., | where pete prvared to stvend ts ail orders And Dey will stil pieage To bis line of bucine-s- euch as BELL HANGING, 3 {north Sido) PENMSTLVARIA AVE. LOCK SMITHING, LIGHTNING RODS, SPRAK deci ween Sdand 4% atreete. | ING TURES. Ac. Jobbing Br atiouded to. rai All work deve ip the best mani reat rare GOLDEN BILL. way in ccvnecticn hae cpencd at cx of Hea. RE. ROUFE- FI SHING GOODS and VA- ww This popalar FAMILY FLOUR in store andfer | pip riks in loti ‘it. * ti in solicited. “aildher grades Family and Extra Flour. Arrant Debi Patronage to eT NEIDER. MFAL. WILL FEED BALED HAY and STRAW. ‘ Y lind AND AWNINGS. M. GALT & CO., decls-tf Indiana nue and Ist acreet. TENTS for Sale or Rent for Camp Meetings, Fairs, Festivals, do. = NINGS for Pubiic and Private Balls and Par ies. M. G@. COPELAND, Dealer in Awning Maverinle, 643 Lonisians avem PROFESSIONAL. — J. FRANKS, DENTIST, 413 ith «tr-et, abore Penna. avenms, @PEBATIVE AND MECHANICAL Jt. lens than any Deotal Estab = lens o - Tshmrent in the city. all work we-renteds decl8-6m 3. FOSTER. M. D.. DENT! 1106 Rew York avenue, near 12th street. ML oare gf py, feestonal cayericnce in New York and Phila- en ir Ss. ang3 ek. AsHOsY risus, _ FIBST CLASS SCOURER, 618 Ora Sraxrr, Orrosirn Parunr Orrics, lew F.toenbser e the best interests adopt the istest improvements hi Rene el Rag Bag Ref ti ee = Soabted to do my Werk ‘ns masuner vet to be od J AMES E. WILLIAMS, ATTORNEY-AT Law, thore vescwming these facilities. a dies Drccsce cleaned without being taken apart Ai Kind of spots removed without cleaning the whole 9 Room 2, on second floor of Barbour's Law Building | ferment, and Grease a ee a @ithout Shrinking or Liyrring the garment, st the Removed from 484 Lovisiana avenue. nolt-tr_ | following pi 125 and $1.80; Paute, 7 PEMOVAL conte; Vests, 60 cts. fo whote Business 8 it, 92.28. ‘ peatiy a Teams 088. R ok. South ope whAtt nesremoved eee ete of ccaen Wis Cine e aaa bis DENTAL ROOMS to 1297 Pa, avenue, Fe cet aes, Geek aan ceria ae over Frenklin & Oo., Opticians. __ocl-ly ‘Veils and Trimmings cleapad, blackened and a et $1 persanare yard: Ovrich, Fonthers J wahipers oo Pao: white) colored, cleaved and curi=| in ihe best style 1729 Pennsytvania svoueer botwech Ith ce of the Beaten Inland: N.¥-. Dyeing Retat, net n > | tiahment, establizhed 1819. ‘tewt and largest « == stm” | ita kind in the country. if mot in the world OHN F. HANNA ANTHONY FISG J ATTORNEY AT LAW, acgie OS, Young's Law nuliding, ‘STABLISHED 1533. ARL RICHTER, TEACHER OF MUSIC, se9-ly 935 Pa. ave.. bet. th and ith sts. enue, between 9th a., is the cheapest and best place for ISTULS, CLOCKS. No fronble to nsylvania aveone near Md street, ED ON COMMISSION. : CARRIAGES REPAIRED. th DOLPR GOETZ, 4 4 A‘IW"AND Shconp-nanp FURNITURE Si HOUSRKFUKNISH.NG GOODS. REPAIBING of evers description in the Furnt ture line ly attend-d to. Beew Band F jiture bought. NW. corm Sth and D etrects 8. W. jel?" BOOTS AND SHOES. CHEAP BOOT per ‘son nd Ladies, 75 Alway: hand, th ND JOB beat of Freneh Kid Lace and Button Hoots for | DD°NEATTY SRE ROM ETLY EXECUTED Ladies and Misses. 418 7h tree BY B. POLKINGORN & Oo. t : * decl4-3m epposite Odd Fellows’ Hall. D street. between 6th and 7th streets, Oa GREATEST SUCCESS OF THE AGE IS STRASBURGER BROS. selling BOOTS, SHOES and GAI- TERS retail at wholesale prices, which ts a faving to purchasers of at least from 15 to! 25 yer cent. Keeping one of the largest stocks in this city of home-made and Eastern mane- fectured BOOTS, SHOES, GAITERS and SLIP- PERS, (which we receive direct from the manufac- turers.) of all kinds and sizes, for ladies, gents and forge i ar, give them a call, and satisfy your- se] w facts, at STRASBURGER BROS 906 7ih street, between Land K, Late Wholesale Dealers in Baltimore. apl4-ly REAL ESTATE AGENTS. (, SAVESNER @ 0o., A STATE AND NOTE BR ‘RS, pans AND AUCTIONEERS, aos No. 643 LOUISIANA AVENUE, Tuiky Door East ov Stventu Stacrr. We have the following sums to lend en real estate: 15.000, 12,000, Ladies, your sepecia tention is called to our im- 9.500, #000, menee stock of WHITE SLIPPERS, side lace. frout 6/000, 4/500, lace, and button GALTEBS, of the latest style, for 3,000; 2,000, alle and parties. : Strasburger'’s TUCK MEASURES given gratis to Eligible real estate, improved and unimproved, at all that favor us with acail. . cs tf | Private sale. Special attention to sales at Auction. Liberal advances pending negotiations, ocl7-t_ a BE! 5 T.# McRO! oy ANDEEW B. ©OFLE McROBERTS 4 CO., SEAL ESTATE AND INSCRANCR OFFIOR Oorver lgth and @ streets, opp. U. 8. Tressury, WASHINGTON, D. 6 re al! busts Lu Cr ne LADIES, GENTLEMEN, MISSES, BOYS, AND CHILDREN. “| @ UeTIN P. BBOWR, JONTRACTOBR AND REAL ESTATE AGENT Oorner of New York svenue and 18th street. Pre nal Derte Of She atay Ser cate an tone Se SEr her teree We are daily in recetpt of the most approved styles | $B2\oRs Mme notes takon in d ais MEDICAL, &c. Ni poe BOVIN’S MONTHLY PILLS WILL remove all Female Irregularities. Marricd : Ledice should not use them if progaaat, fog thy FALL AND WINTER WEAR, juce miscarriage. Ofiize, 906, = im” eae, nee Gotten up with » particular regard te quality and An a workmaushi suclaey in curing sock Choainise mealies tl confidentiatly Fr oct -tr DES i q NE ‘EOF ORD J.8. AT PRICES TO SUIT THE TIMES, DecapE ptt NF THE RIOOED J. from 108. m. to rs ith st. and H. BURNS & ©0., scd0-tr_ 903 PENNSYLVANIA AVENUR BANKERS. tnvolwavary emiscions. eusly Sines oFgice—reN Pen cen. 1%. OFFICE TEN, PER Onwr. 1a | | ADINS SUFFERING THOM TREEOULARI The PAY of OFFICERS in tho ARMY, Navy | thcirecx should conde in Bt ing BTA MARINE CORPS and CIVIL DEPARTMENT | ing sepeci ‘female complaints in the city. He cashed in advance. Especially invites acall from those who have been Raves an patecrrons opactauas oF | Sine came. Mecmien 4 pe CATES while SEOOND POWER OF ATTORNES | tients. Booms No. T1i Tvstreet, between 1th aod is being obtained. ath. oct tr J.B. SQUIER, MONEY BROKER, R. MOTT’S FRENCH POWDERS, CERTAIN euls-tf 1407 F st., near U. 8. Treasury, CURE for Nervous Debitity, Seminal ASHINGTON CITY SAVE gas 5 Corner 7th Street snd Louisiana Avenue, PAY 6 PER CENT. INTEREST ON DEPOFIT? interest conmences from date fs keds 7 & 6O., BANKERS, 1487 F portent U.S. Treasury Ds WASHINGTON, D. ©. Business. Exchange on the principal citics taken and giver “iiormation ducertuliy farniehed tn relation tow: ‘0 G° 2 BICHARD B. MORUN £ co.’s For Elegantly Illuminated BOOKS for the Holi- days. det-wes. A re A KEW AND COMPLETE STOCK Sac AAP ; SacI: _ rvpLEToN w cu. BUILDERS’ HARDWARE AND i HOUSE FURNISHING GOODS, SPORTING GOODS, POCKET AND TABLE CUTLERY. * PRICES VERY Low. GEORGE P. corr, 1009 PENNSYLVANIA AVENUR, Between 10th and Iith, suBcot! WOODWARD's BUILDING. | to woman, is looked for 1 Uae otededine u Te YOUNG AND RISING GENERATION ‘The vegetative powers of life are strong. bet ine few years how often the pallid hoe, the lack Jase eyeandemanciated form, and the impossibility of application to mental effort, show their banefa! in- fiuence. It soon becomes evident to the observ that some depressing influcnce t# checking the do- velopment of the body. Consumption is talked of. and perhaps the youth is removed from school avd sept into thecountry. This is one of the worst move- mente. Removed from ordinary diversions of t ever-changing scenes of the city, the powers of the body, too much enfeebled to give erst to and rural exercise, thoughts are terned | upon themselves, If the patient be @ female the approach « menses is looked for with anaicty as the fret tem in which nature is to sbow her saving p diffaring the cireulation and visiting the check with the Llcom of health. Alas! increase of appetite bas grown by what it fed om. ‘The energies of the apstem are prostrated, and the whole economy is deranged The beantifal and worderful period in which badly and mind undergo eo fascinating @ change from child in. The parect’s bow vb! anxiety, and fancies the grave but wai for ite victim. pede i HELMBOLD'S EXTRACT BUCHU FOR WEAKNESS ARISING FROM EXCRsszS OB EARLY INDISORETION, attended with the following symptome: Indisp.+ tion to Exertion, Loss of Power, Loss of Memory Difficulty of Breathing, General Weakness. Horror of Disease, Weak Nerves, Trembling, Dreadfa! Horror of Death, Night Sweats, Gold Fort, Wake- fulness, Dimness of Vision, Langeor, Universal Las- situde of the Muscular System, Ofteu Bnormous Ap- petite with Dyspeptic Symptome, Hot Hands, Finsh ing of the Body, Drynces of the Skim, Pallid Counte- nance and Eruptions on the Face, Pain inthe Back, Heaviness of the Eyelids, Frequently Black Sp. Flying before the Eyes, with Temporary Sutusion and Loss of Sight, Want of Attention, Great Mob/li- ty, Bestlesncss, with Hoiror of Society. Nothing ie more desirable to such pationts tham Solitude, aud nothing they more dread, for fear of themselves, no ‘no repose of manner, no carnestness, no speculation, but a hurried travsition from ome question te another. THESE SYMPTOMS, IF ALLOWED To co ON—WHICH THIS MEDICINE INVARIABLE REMOVES—SOON FOLLOW LOSS OF POWER. FATUITY AND EPILEPTIC FITS, IN ONE O8 WHICH THE PATIENT MAY BKPIRE. During the superintendence of Dr. Wileon at the Bloomingdale Asylum, this ead result occurred te two patients. Reason bad for a time left them, and both died of epilepsy. They were of both e-xce, and about twenty years of age. ‘Who can say that these excesses are mot frequently followed by those direful diseases, Insanity and Consumption? The records of the Insane Arylums, andthe melancholy deaths by Consumption, bear ample witness to the trath of these assertions. In Lunatic Asylums the most melancholy «x! bition appears. The countenance is actmally sodden and quite destitute; neither mirth uor grief ever visits it. Should a sound of the voice occar itis rarely ar- ticulate. * With wofpl measures wan despair Low sullen sounds their grief beeuiled.” While we regret the existence of the above in- eases an¢ symptoms, we are prepared to offer an valuable gift of chemistry for the removal! of the sequences. HELMBOLD'S FLUID EXTRACT OF BUCHU. ‘There is mo tonic like it. It fa an auchor of hope- to the physician and patient. This is the testimony of all who have used or prescribed it. Beware of counterfeits and these cheap decoctioue called Buchu, most of which are prepared by seif- styled doctors, from deleterioas ingredicats, an offered for sale at ‘less price” and “larger bottles, &c. They are unreliable and frequently injurious Ask for Helmbold’s. Takene ether, Price @1.25 per bottle, or 6 bottles fer @¢.59. PP eo dg ges Deseribe eymstoms a. communications. BELUBOLDS GENUINE PREPARATIONS. Established upward of twenty years. Prepared by 4. T. HELEBOLD, Practical and Analytical Chemist, Wo.594 Broad way, Mew York, and 104 South Tenth ‘Philadelphia, Pa. ‘eb ED BT Duvocists EVERYWHERE.