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Show RS Belpre ae ni a eile aa Cony Nae i RO » ORE WESTERN THE THE STOLEN A True CUSTARD. In haste I bore the ‘*My darling, I’m Your pussy cat has The custard that tidings: afraid stolen you made,”’ Monmouth, the American army was encamped on the farm of a certain John Vance. Washington, with his staff, was quartered in the farm-house. A daughter of the farmer was seriously ill in an upper room. As soon as Washington heard of this he gave orders that no guns *“O, Auntie! I’m so flattered To have dear pussy feel That I can make a custard That’s good enough to steal.”’ —Esther B. Tiffany in Wide Awake. should be fired or drums beat near the house. During supper he set the example of caution to his officers by conversing in an undertone, a The Victim of Conscience. ea: am in terror,” sighed poor Mrs. God I know \ NH Ni Ay iu _ AND \ yt “What makes her husband. “Good night,’’ pipes Kitty on the stairs, And for returning message lingers, “Good night, mamma—I’ll say my prayers.”’ as an angel Was this her due? A sob brave, loving Kitty smothers; With their much-mingled joy and tasking. That e’er she grudged in selfish mood; The mother’s milk of love, the token Of pleased content in motherhood, The word of beauty, rightly spoken! No little feet goup her stairs When evening lamps and stars are ichtad: Flits there no angel unawares, No childhood to be blest or blighted? - LAVINIA 8, GOODWIN. Peat A very little girlin the infant class of one of our city Sunday schools came home last Sunday ana told her mother that the teacher had taught them a new hear it, the mother was much astonished at the following sentence, which wasah the child could remember: “I’m a little a cheese.” The words which had been misunderstood by the child were these: “Iam a little gleaner among the harvest sheaves.” Li <p Was Ready, we were repair- ing our Sunday-school building we held the school in the auditorium of our church,” said Bishop Cheney. “I was superintending it myself one day, and entering the church I came across a little group of street gamins, some boys and one or two girls, ragged, dirty and unattractive. Istopped to speak with them pleasantly, and told them that I would put them in classes after I had got through with the opening exercises,and one ot tnem thrust his hand deep down in his trousers pocket and pulled out an old rusty jack-knife and said: ‘Mr. Cheney, I wish you would keep that until after the Sunday school is over.’ Why he wanted me to keep it I did not know then. I donot know now; but I took it, put: it without thought into my pocket, took my place upon the platform and struck the bell that called the school to order, was about to begin the opening prayer—gav e out the opening hymn, when my patter of aisle. girl attention was diverted by the little feet coming up the broad Itisalong church, and a little was coming from the extreme oppo- site end. Shecame slowly, but with an expression in her face which showed she had a,most important message to communicate, andso all exercises were suspended. Every eye was upon her and npon me as she climbed up the chancel steps. With a face and voice expressive of the and Washington door entered opened the softly, room and walked noiselessly, on tiptoe. He crossed to the fire-place, took a book from the mantel-shelf, and as silently returned without a word, nodding a smiling good-night as he closed the door behind him. The <P AUPE General’s officers stood ashamed and re- buked, not only by his consideration for the sick girl, but by his gentle courtesy of silence toward themselves. oes Mother—Tell me the truth and I will not punish you. Did you take the cake? Son—Yes’m. Mother—But you told me that you did not. Son—That was botore you promised Playing in the puddles. and a child whom meant to make the Emperor Napoleon his heir, he and his mother were seated at a window in the the grand palace which opened upon avenue. A heavy shower had _ fallen, better whip yourself first. , and the avenue was filled with pools of water. A groupof barefooted children ‘Reciprocity. were out there wading in the water and chip. boats. The A good story illustrating the rights of playing with little children to get in a question or two in young Prince, richly dressed, in a splenreply to interrogatories by their elders did hall and surrounded by his elegant turned ‘was told by a prominent physician here and costly birthday presents, carelessly away from his toys and to a lady patient a day or two ago. “Whose boy are you?” said the doctor watched the children with eager interest. “So then, my son,” said his mother to a bright-looking youngster who was for your not grateful ae ou playing in a patients garden. Br presents.” “Mr. Jim——’s. Oheves,. Traptted the young Prince, the unexpected rejoinder. “but I am so used to te¥s.. Look at those little boys, mamma?” The Cow—A Child's Composition, “Do you wish for money to give them?” “Papa gave me enongh this morning.” A cow isa noble quadruped, though “Well, what ails you, my child? What not so noble as the horse, much less the roaring lion. It has four short legs, a do you want?” “Oh,” said the young Prince, hesitatbig head for its size, and a thick body. Its back legs are pent, and there’s two ingly, “I know you wen’t let me, butif I big bones sticking out just above. Its could go out and play in those beautiful tail is more noble than the donkey’s,but puddles it would amuse me a hundred nothin’ to cum up to that of the race- times more thanall my elegant toys. horse. The cow gives us milk and nice Oh, please let me go.” So the real enjoyments are not always beef and shoe-leather. How thankful should children be to this tame quad- the most costly, and poor children enjoy ruped! . The reason why beef is so dear liberties unknown to some rich ones. is that cows cost so much and the earth is gettin fullof people. I always have ‘Tinkering. beef to my dinner on Sunday; on other days bread ana drippin or bread and The inclination to “tinker” a machine, lard, sometimes treacle. Mother says if or to “fix” an engine or a pump, has I’m hungry on my rounds I can eat a bit spoiled more otherwise good engineers of cat’s meat if it doesn’t smell, but I and machinests than lack of experience must’t eat the liver she says. How thank- ever will. Some men have an irresistible ful ought we to be to the cow for nice,hot longing to get at machinery. with a beef. Pertaters grows; they are not on monkey-wrench and screw-driver, and the cow. The four things what you sees trouble always results from indulgence under cow’s belly are what the milk in this respect. intensest eagerness she said to me: “Say, Mr. Cheney, Johnnie wants his knife; he’s got a chance to trade. "— Ee. comes through. How thankful should we be. The cow makes milk from grass. God teaches the cow how to do it. A cow’s feet is split in two like sheeps; they are called hooves. Little cows are called earves. COarves are the stupidest of all No man ever saw a competent, perienced man “tinker”a machine. something exIf is wrong, or some adjustment is needed, such an attendant is never in a hurry to clapon awrench and give a reckless turn, regardless of > I The happiness derived from doing deeds of kindness is the happiest purest and most lasting of ali human enjoyments. The vilest sinner alive, if he has ever performed a benevolent course of his life, knows act in the this to be true. If good results donot follow, and any engineer may be wrong. in his estimate of what was necessary, it isseasy to undo then that so many thou- quite DOCTOR. An old fellow sat on a rail fence. His hat lay on the ground; his long hair was tangled, and his face wore a revengeful expression. <A traveler, noticing the old fellow’s hardness of people be- race had become the lady lost her Leaving the pig to of continue its mad career, the pursuers and bystanders assisted the lady into a neighboring store, and after making. such necessary repairs as she could she was driven to her residence in a coupe. She Coolidge.) UNGRATEFUL the exciting, when the street. ° AN of compassionate a chase, and hold and was dumped into the middle >~<— >_> +e does not believe in letting hogs loose in the streets of a city; and we all of us. so run say countenance, stopped, and thus addressed him: “You seem to be worried.” “Am.” “What’s the matter?” “Got a duty to perform.” “Tt must be an unpleasant one.” “No, the duty is pleasant enough, but the waiting is tiresome.” ‘Why do you wait?” “See that house up yonder?” 9 “Well, fice safellow in there that I am going to larrup as soon as he comes out.” “He has done you an injury, I suppose?” “Fe has.” “What did he do?” “Well, I'll tell you. He came into this neighborhood about six months ago and began to practice medicine. I have been {13 Main Street, Ogden, Utah. a practicing physician in this community for thirty years, yet I treated the upstart kindly. How did he repay me? With the basest ingratitude, sir. I’ll tell you how it was. About two weeks ago old Peter Nolan was taken awfully sick. He was as sick a man as I] ever saw in my. life. Why, he had the swamp fever, rheumatism, pleurisy and a number of other diseases. I was called in. As soon as I looked at him I saw that he had [|tah Gracker Factory, |" ~ no show, and I told him it would not be honest for me to give him medicine and take his money when I knew that I could do him no good.” “That was surely commendable,” said the traveler. “Of course; but mark the difference. That young snipe was called in. What did. he do? Act with corresponding honesty? No,sir, he pitched in and gave old Pete a lot of medicine,” “And killed him, eh?” “Well, no; the: scoundrel has about cured him.” “Yes: but that proves him to bea ae NR | “A good physician!” the old fellow exclaimed: “Why, blast him, he knew that I said old Pete couldn’t live. He knew that my professional reputation was at stake. Why didn’t he let the old fool die? Why did he want to cure him and ruin me? It was an unprofessional act, sir, and just as soon ‘as he comes out of that house I’m going to whale him. I am not going to be insulted in my old age, and above all,I am not -;oing to allow a young popinjay to ruin the profession. will Wait till he comes out and hear something you drop.”—<Arkansas Traveler. Manufacturers Silver of the Brand Celebrated of Fine CRACKERS. 27m. Third South st., Salt Lake City iveRY STABLE —_—_—__—$—_@—____ A Pleasant Ride: There is an alley between the two dry goods stores in St. Licuis, which offers a tempting gateway for wanderiug swine and balf a dozen of the brutes at a time may be seen on pleasant days in the narrow passage picking up bits of garbage or lying in the gutters. A lady well known in the city, having occasion to pass that way after a recent rain,saw a huge sow in the gutter wrich. she wished to cross and which was plentifully charged with soft mud. Thinking she would rather step over the beast than hefoundthem. asleep, she lifted her The “fly-away,” nervous A number gan The message of the Lord. (Susan the faster the sow cantered, punctuating every jump with terrified squeaks and grunts, and the small boys and the passing Deu eeeione laughed till they cried. And so each gracious flower Has each a several word, Which, read together, maketh up the adjustment. The man knows just what he has done, and how he did it, and can as quickly make things as when mechanics, who go at a disabled masands should ruin health, fortune and chine regardless of consequences, had think before they act, reputation in pursuit of pleasures that better stop and turn out ashes in the end, while they: ut- and then “don’t do it,” for that kind of terly neglect this source of enjoyment. experience is the kind that makes backaccessible to all, which not only bright- woods engineers, and the “things” that | let boilers explode while in their care. ensilife but softens the sting of death. How strange she screamed The violet, whispers, “Give, Nor grudge nor count the cost,” The woodbine, “keep on blossoming In spite of chill and frost.” results. tame quadrupeds except sheep and don- Now, experienced men do much differkeys. When you drive a carf, never prick ent; oneof this kind will think before it behind, but push it gently with your he acts. He will study out just what flat hand. Men are crewel to carves coz wants screwing up, what it wants it for, they can’t draw milk from them. You -and how much. can genly find mushrooms in cow’s The above’ points determined, the tields, but you mustnt goin if there’s a wrench is applied gently, is screwed to a board up. How would your mothers proper fit, and just the required part of like you to be called Trespass? a turn is given the bolt or nut. mounted as Pan O’Shanter or John Gilpin, and evidently she was on pigback “to stay.” The only effect of her clutch was to increase the creature’s speed. The more The red rose says, “Be sweet,” And the lily bids, “Be pure,” The hardy, brave chrysanthemum, “Be patient and endure.” “Yes, On the birthday of Napolean Caarles, son of Louis Napolean and Hortense Le. <=; An Amusing “Little Green-horan,’’ Johnnie Dear, me, what fun In the midst of the <i ~<E3>— With empty hands, in silent home, ' Muses a woman oft self-smitten, Vain tears will start and sighs will come, For now she would it were unwritten, On expressing a wish to since. laugh uproariously. Mother—Well, lam going to punish. you, any way, for telling a lie. Son—Then you will lie, too, and had I know not if she won at last; So much, so little was the asking; Butthis: Child rearing years go fast, “Some years ago when asked not to whip me. “Sweet mamma, say it good and true!” Hear the strong pleading, oh, all mothers! a half think so?” Logical Reasoning. She tries once more—‘‘Good night, mamma,” A fond, glad voice, and now she listens, Her eyes raised to the evening star OThat through the cottage roof-tree glistens. among ever we For like some bird whose nest is stolen The answering note of that adieu, And Kitty’s tender heart was swollen. greenhorn you retiring as soon as the meal was finshed to his own chamber, which adjoined the ‘diningroom. After he had gone, however, the spirits of the young men rose, and, forgetting their orders, they began to sing and know.” “OC, mamma, say it good and true!” song. ring. dreadful | has that boy been ae to, I should like to ’ She pulls her sleeve with nervous fingers. * something “Oh, he came straight home from school this afternoon, sat down and studied his lesson for tomorrow for nearly two hours, and has been as good TRUE.”’ ‘*Good night, and go.”’ hear about Jack. I’m sure he’s been in some awful mischief.” gk “GOOD “every time I hear the bell Ill What The Flowers Say. Gentleman. We never grow tired of stories about Washington, especially when they are as good as this one: After the battle of I feared a burst of weeping, But saw, with glad surprise, A look of joyous rapture Light up the childish eyes. mother, WEEKLY. awaken it,as it foot seemed to to make be If you want a first class Hors e and Buggy at the lowest possible charges go to The Old Market Stables, Opposite Herald ‘Office. the attempt. Being a small woman, she miscalculated, and, to her horror, just at that moment the pig sprang up and ran grunting down the street, carrying the lady with it. The unlucky rider instinctively seized the hog’s ears to hold pecial Attention Given to Boarders. : *” Pa’ E. Q. KNOWLTON, Prop. |