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Show save you from the troubles which living ' entails. If you are born into this state ot existence, and you cannot very well help it, if it be so decreed, you must suffer its inconveniences. You must deal with flies, and mosquitoes, mos-quitoes, and March winds, and house-cleaning, house-cleaning, and fires that wont burn, and the pump frozen up; and your wifo's "I told you so," and your husband's "That's just like a woman!" You must meet and conquer, or die in the attempt, difficulties inuumerable tho contribution every Sunday for tho heathen in Asia, and the same thing two or three times a week for tho heathen at some oilier point of tho antipodes. And if you are an honest man, you will saved up your dimes with holes in them for such interesting occasions. For it is well known that the contribution-box never refuses anything ottered. You will havo to be;ir with your neighbor's hens in your flower garden; with dogs that bark in the next yard to keep away burglars; with the musical efforts of mtinerary tomcats; with children chil-dren which come a-visiting; with people who know your business best; with long-winded sermons; with but why go on? We have all been there and we know how it is. We know that very little of the machinery of tins world runs to suit our own taste. It rains when we want to have a picnic; it shines when we have set out our tomatoes and cabbage-plants; it thaws and spoils the sleighing when that genteel Mr. Jones has invited us to ride; it freezes whon the Are goes out in the furnace, and all our plants are ruined, and it rains, pouring, the first time we wear our new summer-silk, and that silk is reduced to the couditioti of a mero dish-rag. Somebody else draws the prize in the fair, where we have a ticket somebody else gets the "beautiful moss-roso tea-set, tea-set, valued at lifty dollars," which is given away to purchasers of our superior super-ior teas and coffees; " and the stocks we purchase in that wonderful silver-mine go down to nothing a week after we get the certificates. We have aches and pains, and "ologics," and "monies," and disorganization disorgan-ization gonerally, and we get out of Eatience, and we wish we never had een bora, but we can't help it; and, after all, the most afflicted and the heaviest cross-bearing man in tho world had rather bear on a little longer, in the hope that something better may turn up. We are all Micawbersl SOME OF LIFE'S CKOSSES. Ills That Coins to l'cople Bntween the Cradle and the Grave. New York Ledger. Pills! Corns! Chilblains! Widows who want beaux. Young men who insist on courting girls who want some other young man. Toothache, soggy bread, tough beefsteak, beef-steak, poor relations, muddy streets, smoking chimneys, burstod water-pipes, water-pipes, pluml&rs, lightning-rod men, gentleman who want to inako contracts for sewing-machines, organ grinders. Rich old aunts, who never die until they are ninety, and then will their mouey to a lunatic asylum, so that you nover can receive any benefit from your lifelong expectations, unless you turn yourself into a maniac and get boarded at the institution aforesaid. Life's crosses take a great manv forms. They march along day by day, just as fast as yon can bear them; and you may light them and rail at tliom and swear at them, if you like, but you cannot get rid of them. All the money iu the world will not |