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.W. H. THOMAS; 'Editor. DEVOTED TO HOME IN T E R E S T S , 'LITE R A T U R E , A N D ’ GENERAL 'IN T E L L IG E N CE . •I.BO a Y«ar,:ln Advane«.. W m / . k ; WQLCOTT. W AYNE ' CO.:.,;IsT. Y :V. THURSDAY. OCTOBEB ‘22. ;1874 m a WflisUe » h U^H oc . f- f f l o « 1; afoy'îiuit cjvSr tlio gwden fenço ? Who/is Ælïletling? nil throughitke.Hyolong £ •-V r i »': '•- -■ ■And liitf work ¡a not jnst i moro proteose, For yon eoo tlio wood« bo lias cut sway. ; Whiatlo.aud hoe, Sing as you' go,' bhorton tho vow* i , JJy tho souge you know *'i t-h -■ » . ; V ■* i .»■-■'iîx'î '* Kot a word of bomoaning bis task I boar ; Ho lias scarcely timo lor a growl, I kaojr ; For hU whistlo sounds so raoriy and cloar, Ilo mu£t find somo plòasaro in ovory row. Wbistlo and hoo, Sing us you go, ; '■/ \ * Shorten tho row * • ' •/’ ■: - 1’J* U*o eoDga yon taow. Sut tUüii.'.vhilo' you -whaitlo’ bo Buro-tbat you hoe, For if you aro ¡dio tlio briars ivill^eproad ; * And wliiotlo alonoto'tbó ond o f ibo row jtfav do for tho weoda, but fa bad- for tho bread. '■ - Whistto'e.ad hoo, \ i; ■: ■''f Stag n.s you go..,, i Sl> or 1011 tlio row By tho eongu you know. EUIl-TIDE. . , A. furions war of .aaething waters 1-agin'g'urouud a battlement of hard, wet rooks ; n fonni-laslicd cliff buryiug its feot iu an angry sea ; and a long, wliita fringe of surf drawing a lino ncrof*“ *.ho blackness of tuo lflght; a 3weeping galo of wind howling through tbo hollow caverns among tlio roclts, aud a great ship going to pieces on tho reef outside ; an old man stooping over somo obj ect which tho sea had thrown pitilessly among the stonos, and hold ing bis Inntom forward a3 it to ace what thing,-’ jfc Tviia that he hacl stumblod over. He lifted up iho thing which ho had found, and en- i l on tlio rock which the sea in its fury assaulted less mercilessly 'than tho others. By tho lautern’s light it seemed to bci a young man, not strikingly handsome, but with woll- form'ed^ roguliiv features, 'ond with n mais of brown hair which lay across his faco liko a drift of matted seaweed. He opened his eyes a moment in tho gloio of a. lautern, and-then-dropped lMckwr.nl again in n swoon. \ N o ur>e,\ muttered tho old Man. ' Ho’B,_most dead already. Tho old i~or.i::n will have to tend to him.\ Like ono who was need to such bur dens, lie lifird tlio insensible waif light ly in his arms and climbed with him by tho steep path to tho top of tho oliil' above. A little cotUge, built far back from tho odt;o of tlie rocks, sent ono cheering ray of light cleaving through the blustering, inky night, far out to sea ; atid towards this the old fisher man made his way. “ Here, mother,” ho said, bursting open thy door with his foot, and depos iting hia bundle—for it -was littlo olso now—upon a couch within ; “ tnkocaro of this one. no’s tbo first. Tho ves- f-eiv, breaking up—tln-re may bo more. n.,t br mdy and plenty of blankets will do it, I guess.” “ M rev upon us •” rried the old v.ou.iu, “ wbnt a good-looking man 1 L.iv him down there. That's it. Now le.uv ¿i,m to me, Silas Grant, and go back 'ind help tho others. I ’vo rcsur- roefed more than one young chap, and old ones, too, thatwas nigher gone than tlii .” “ I know it,” said Silas. “ Where’s E l»!-. ?” “ i sent her off to bed. I was afraid some ouu of 'em might bo brought iu here that even I couldn’t resurrect, and ttiero’s no uso iu seeing such things.” “ Quite ric;ht,” ho replied, buttoning up his co.it for another sally in tho ntorm. ‘ ‘Don't let her bee him cither be fore uiormug-.” Wrapped snugly in Dîtmo Grant’s Warm blimkets, aud with hot-water' bottles at Lis hands aiul feet, tho ros- iued man glided, almost without a waking pause, from tho unconscious ness of death to iho insensibility of sleep. To him iho howling gale and bo-jiiug storm without wero as tho wind ,;u 1 rain of another world. He hc-aid them not. TIo knew nothing of tho drifting spars, aud timbers, and nieces of v/reek that cani'j floalmg to the shore all night, soma with cliug- mg cargoes of breathing, yot Iialf- l'.iMWtieù Hfn ; somo with only a freight i'f phast y dentil ; somo with not even tbnt poor loa 1, but knotted with ends of ropociid piecesof t ¡rn hnixlkcrohieff; from wliieh the owner.3 had lost tbeir hoid, pud sank forever m the battling, fuaming f-(-a Ho heard nothing of tlie cr'i'-hm,? breakers on tho shoro bolow , sa.v nutlnng of the beacon fires lighted uluiH? ths dill’s for tho guidance of any bo: flint might bo struggling from the ves.-’el towiiri! t-lm shore. It was not till alterwurus that ho knew tho story oi t'-.nt di.-vulinl jiigbt and of his own rescue. Xiieu they told him of the ib .id mother whom tho sea had hurled piteously ashoro with her lifeless infant eloped close to lior cold bosom, aud her long hair sweeping its baby face ; and oi that other bHorct ¡>to_ry of a rmihov’s lovo, where one, ia tho her>vr-3t of tho surf, and almost within reach of help, ou looking round iu the glare of tho beacons, nnd scomg that her husbaud had lost liis hold upou the cionder spar that had bomo chem both, lût go her own grasp also, and followed him to death without a cry. Through all theso things ho slept m peaceful uncon'sciou3ne33. . fWhen ho awoke, it wos'to light and life. 'The first object that met his open ing oye3 was one si) unreal and beauti ful that ho donbted whether it belong ed to heaven or earth. At tho window near his bed sat a young and slender fignro, with faithful, frank blrio oyes, homing „oyer somo pretty ;work in worst d. . Lovely as was tbo rosy, beint 'b î lier cheèlis, yet it was sur passed. by tho glory of her .long and voilArous-linir, whieli dropped down ward upon her shoulders in the morn ing sunlight —lor the .storm had broken w;th the day—in a rippling .fall of owing gold. He gazed at her in ¡nic-uce for soveral ¿e could collect his confused thoughts. - “ How long have you been here ?” he (i ked, at length. !' Siio loft liar seat and oa’me to his aide softly. “ For au hour almost- Aro you bet ter?” “ 5.6s. I think,so, except my arm; I can’t lift that. - . I t must be broken, I think. How.came I hero ?” “ Father brought you hero Inst night. Don’t you remomber? You wero thrown on shoro from tho wreck,” “ Ah, y o s ; I know. Wore many saved ?\ “ Not many. Only two or three lives, they say .\ “ iWho.aro.you?,\ ' • “ Flora G r a n t.A u d yon ?” _ “ Nobody.” - ’ “ Hareu’t you a name ?’•’ she- asked, opening her blue eyes. “ A h ! M y namo? Yos. Arthur Rolleston. Now I think I will go to sleep. P.leas'o sit whore J.-cau -eoe-you when I wake.” ' ’ ■' - - ' ■ ' Sho returned to her window again quietly, and resumed her work, while tho pationt fastened his eyes upou ..her with (i gaze so rapt that ono would tlnnk her tho last thing he was to- look upon this sido of the grave. • , No one -will eara to hcttr- the story of his long recovery; of tho dark, cha otic days that seoraed all dreutivi ; of tho brightor, pleasanter weoks that wero dreams, too, but cheerier ones ; of tho short and swiftly-flying hours that were painless at last, when ho could sit bolstered in ono of Mrs. Grant’s great arm-chairs, and watch Flora as sho sat working in tho sun light at tho window. Of old Silas he saw littlo. Tiie_weather-beaton fisher man was EeldonTifien during tho day, and (ho young sufferer was left to the geiitlo ministrations of the old woman and her daughtor, moro especially tho lattor, who waitod patiently upou him day after day. And Flora, whoso nimblo fingers wero ever knitting, •'y-ickly and surely knit ted Arthur Kolleston’s heart into tho web with lior worsted; and Arthur himsolf, who had nothing to do but to sit in his great chair and gaze for hours at her pretty cheeks and hair, saw him self every moment moro hopelessly en tangled among tho brilliant colors whioh lior busy needleB wero woaving together. It was a dreamy, languid day in Au gust. Ho was nblo to walk about a lit tlo with his broken arm in a sling ; and ho sat with Flora in tho littlo porch be fore tho house, whero they could lojk off upou tho bluo, decoitful sea that purred so treacherously along tho shore beneath tho cliffs. Ito had beon reading aloud from tlio littlo poem by F a y u Tho waves in tbo warm ucathor camo tilp- lungly, trippingly, Iiiptnnsly from the , flio llouoi-8 at tliy casomont aro blooming and df ing, Tho emilo tin your mouth it has ondod in sighing,\ As thou hittewt alono bv tho yea ; lint tbo mnnt is of gold, and tbo ship ia of pearl. Ynd U r Bail* tuko tbo light, liko a long amber emi That dropd from thy nock to thy kneo.\ To insure her attention to the vorso whioh followed, ho dropped his hand upou Flora k, as lierowu fell to pick up her worsted ball from her lap. “ Hat tho wiivos in rough uoullior came roar- mgiy, roaringly, Pouringly up from tho ooa Iml tho laud-ccjioos moii), • Wilt thou go nil alono, To ho on tho Ktorm-drivon poa. I.t.-avmg fa'Iior and mother, aud oiator and brother I’or a btraugor thou liovor did'ot seo - Arthur looked at Flora. She had lot fall hor work, and was gazing thought fully at tho distant sails far awav upon tho water. A t tho same glance lie per ceived that sho was not tho only lis tener. A rough, sunburned figure, in a coarse bluo shirt, wan leaning care- 'essly upou tho garden gate, and stead fastly regarding thoui with a look which seemed to betoken anything but fnondiines.3 of feeling. As Floru saw tho figure, too, she gavo a frightened littlo start, aud Hushed to tlio vory temples. ‘ •Afternoon 1” observed tho man in tho tVue shirt. “ G\wl afternoon, Jethro,” replied Flora. \ “ I ’d a few mmnits, if I thought I was wnntiH.” observed tho stranger, bitting off tliVvend oi a wiiisp of hay which ho held i t his hand. “ Come in,” si:^ sr.ul ; “ I should liko to havo you ¡¡Lot,'.-\ “ No,” rejjlied Jethi-»,, * I don’t be lieve you would.” ' • Arthur Rolleston, thiykib--^ tho last remark aimed ju !i:i direction.;, closed Ilia bonk, imd said he thought ho-^ouhl tako a stroll. Then ho removecivlus laud from Flora’«, whioh had lift*} ■luietly in lu=i ovru (d! tiiis time, and sauntered off toward the beach. “ niudsouie «h.ip that,” said Jethro. “ S’pose he’s nice company, ain’t he V” Flora bit hor lip-., and inado no re ply. Tho man v.’.is silent, and then continued “ He’s quite out me out eniirclv, ain’t ho ? I don’t s’poso you care any thing about that, though. H e ’s better looking than I be, and I daresay ho knows a good deal more. I wish you joy, Miss Grant. “ Jethro,” said Flora, “ you aro for getting yourself. Y/iiat right havo you to talk in this way to mo ?’ “ Forgetting myself? Good L o r d ! Isn’t it enough lo make a man forget himself, when yon drive me mad ? Just think of it awhile ; it will do you good. When he first came here, I eared about it. I don’t now, after what I'vo seen this afternoon. ' Good-byo I” “ Good-byo, Jethro 1’’ Singular, wsc it not? that when ho was gono. Flora bent her head upon her hand and cried. Singular, top,.- that Jothro Butlor, instead of 32-j-ani- iug at once to hia work in -tho field, strolled lazily along tho cliff after Bollejton, and finally camo upon him, -unexpectedly c£ course, sitting upo.v a great stone.on tho beach below. “ Hallo I\ ho said, grimly, taking a seat near him, “ Hallo!” repeated Arthur. “ Jethro Bntlet, isn’t i t ? I ’ve heard of you.\ “ That's my name,” said Jethro. Thon, as though his hoart and head TFcri both -hot -fTith -asrae feeling tfcat- was rankling there, ho added— “ Ton seem to liko. your own company better than yon d_pJjS4ci'ii’s.\ >Wl- of it ?\ aakod. Arthur, sharply. “ Oh, nothing I I ’m gettin’ that way myself, lately. 1 didn’t used to bo, though.” Eollo3tou regarded him foi‘ a mo ment in silenoe. 'l'henho said, “ Yon don’t seem to liKo mo very much ?’’ “ N o ,\ replied Jothro; dryly. “ W hy?’! , ■ “ You’d totter ask Flora why. Sho can tell you as much as I can about it. She knows why I cfon't like you, and sho knows why I hato you.”. “ _Jothro,” 'said' Eolleston’, suddenly, 03 ,if a now.light had brokeu- iu upon him,:.“ i f I had:ovor known'or thought that I was blotting any liopo oi yours, ovon though I knew it to be but a de lusion, I should hmw left this place long ago. I havo no reason to bo other than jou r friend, and havo nevor had.” “ W o ll' said I” ropliod Jothro, “ I liko you for that; but it’s too Into—too late I” , “ How do you know? Tell mo that you lovo Flora Grant— assure mo of her love for you—and I nm geno to morrow.” “ It ’s too late, I toll yon,” said Jethro fiercely. “ Havea’t I seen it? Didn’t I watoh her awliilo’ ago, drinkin’ in your words with all her soul ? She may havo thought of mo once ; but that's all over now.\ : “ You may decoive yourself,” said Arthur. “ You aro not certain that sho does not liso you still.” ' “ I aro,” lioreplied. “ I t has boon a sort of fate. I don’t know, much about such things, but I am bogiuniug to bo- lie-vo in destiny.” ii& laioed his arm and pointed away over the pulsing sen. “ Look thoro 1” ho oontinued, “ It'B ebb-tido. AU my life has been ono great ebb-tido—everything going out, nothing coming in. It was ebb-tido when you woro thrown on shora lo tako’ away what was uuurer to mo than lifo. I ’ve watohod every liopo aud ambition I evor.had drift out to sea beyoud my reach. Nothing has ever been brought lo mo, aud nothing over will bo, oxcopt death. A flood-tide may corno in and bring me that some day.” Ho said this in a touo of such utter desolation, liko a. man whoso lifo fato had rendered ono long, sad failure, that Eolleston’s heart was touched in pity. “ I would help you if I could, Jethro. Can I say anything to lier that would turn the scnlo for you ?” “ No 1 I should liato you worso than I do now if you did. I ’vo begun to feel bettor toward yon sinco I ’vo fiat horo. Don’t mako it worso.” “ This,” thought Rolloston, “ is ono of tho problems that try men’s souls. Flora is dearer than all (ho world to mo ; yet hero is a man who has loved hor all his lifo. His claim_ to her had grown old boforo raino was boni. A wild crash from tho cliff abovo startled him, and both men leaped asido for thoir lives. A groat rook, loosened by tho washing of tho -rains around it, camo tearing down upou them liko a mass of solid iron. Quick as they had boeu, thoy had miscalcu lated its direction. Striking against a smaller stono upon tho beach below, it suddenly altered its course, aud hull ing its viotim9 iuto’ tho sand bonoatli it, stopped and lay with nil its crushing weight upon thom. “ Jethro,” said Arthur, as soon as ho could collect his stunned and scattered souses, “ avo you killed ?” Ho could not boo him, but ho henrd his voice rising faintly from tho' other sido. “ No, not killed ! But, oh, ray logs 1 Thoy’ro gone, I think.” Gouo ?” Yea, mashed ' I can’t feel ’em. Aro you hurt ?” “ No, I don’t feel so ; but I'm fast.” “ What will bocomo o f ua ? Have wo got to dio hero ?” “ God knows.” But tliero was help at lianu. Old Silas, at work on his nets far down on tho beach, had hoard tho crash and seen tho two figures disappear. He camo ruuning tovrardB thom now, and in a few minutes was on tho spot. “ Arc yo both alive?” ho shouted. “ Aunwor, somebody.” “ Yes, yes, ahvo, both of us,\ came Von tlit? captives, cheerily, “ Thn.uk God I I ’ ll havo yo out of there in a mmnte. Keep up yourcour- ago, men.\ Ho started away fo r help as fnst as his o ld logN w o u ld ca r r y him , and iu h a lf au lion r camo back with five others, w h o had le f t tlie ir u e N to assist him “ Got him out first,” said Jothro. “ Don’t begin with me.” “ No, no,” said Arthur. “ Com mence on tho other sido. Thero’s time for me afterwardn.” 11 tell you I won't be dug out first,” •,'itorted Jethro. “ I ’m of no use, for m/ legs aro gone. I t wouldn't, mako m'un’i difference, even if they weren’t ” “ I-’i,- the Lord Harry 1\ said old Silas, “ yo’livimvo to bcgiu somowhereniighty quick, Xur tho tide has turned, atul it’s coming s;pon us fast.” “ Let vt bo him, then,” roplieil Jethro. Y I ’ve get my reasons for it, aud ho kbpws what thoy aro. Thore ain’t more' than time enough to got ono of us but, and if he dies, it will break F.omtjbody’a heart. Nobody cares for mo.” A si ond or form, with golden hair floating wildly in tho wind, camo has tening down tho path, and dropping upon her Xnces alArthnr’s sido, wrung hor hr.nes. Tho argument was too potent foi' tho men to hesitate longer, and, ftri&ing their spades into tho sand, Shdy began thc-ir work. Tho young girl uttorc-d Dot a word, but knelt tl:er->, watching them with aux- iaiis-bvtvwj’and with her rod lips pressed iiird together, ‘ Now v w k , men, work, for tho re- morsolesE sea is coming, nnd though it comes bx inches, yet it will snroly cover the*place where this ronk lies 1 For an,hour thoy dug steadily, until the water was nearly at. th e irieet;' but ab the eand was removed from tho stone,the great mass settled down upon tho prisoners yet more firmly, “ Wo must get timbers,” shouted Silas, in «lesporatioQ. ” It* must be propped.” And so broken spars were thrust under it, and the work resumed. And still the sea came steadily on. Their feet were covered now.and Fiora wrung hor hands until the' uails wero'bruised in the flesh. . .... ; - I know it,” murmured Jetiiro.- .“ I t hhb ebbed.away at hist, and' the\ tide has1 come. • It- liaa: brought n io‘ iil'y death, as, I said it would. You will Save him, but you. .oan’t save mo, Flora !” She lo f t , her ’ placo by Arthur, and coming round to tho other' side, knelt down by. tho .sufferer,) and-toolc hia hand in hors. , “ You'will forgivo.what I said to you this afternoon,” ;ho‘ ploadcd, looking tip into her pitying eyes. ' “ I shouldn’t have done it ; but I loved you, Flora, and it was mighty hard to givo you up. It is botter though, this way. If you had married liirii, and I had* been by to see, it would havo mado mo • mis erable, and I ‘ should have hated him'.\ .“ Oh, Jothro,” she said, “ -don’t talk iu this way. Thoro. will bo still timo to save you.' I know there Will.” “ N o ,” said Jethro. “ Don’t think it. - I f they save him for you, I shall dio feeling ns i f I ’d dono one thing for you that you could romember ; as though' I ’d hoiiostly proved my love, as it wero— though tho Lord knows that- dou’t.neod provin’—tamy mind. ; Good- byo 1\ , “ Good-byo, Jothro !” , Tho water was almost over'him now, and she had’ to reach hor arm’a length to hold liis hand. A loud shout from the workers on the othor sido announced success ; aud sho saw thom- carrying Arthur’s, imiuimato form beyond tho reach of tho advancing ttdo. But Ar thur -wus alivo, and Jothro was at tho gate of death. H o raised hor hand to his lips as tho men camo trooping down to seo what oliance of lifo thoro' still might bo for him ; but thoy'wero all too lato, for, as lie loosed his grusp, a great wavo flowed over. Ui,\’sr-s«-if.iva 9 gono 1 Oh, yo unknown heroes of our daily lifo ! How many and how mighty iu great sacrifice.ara ye ; and yot wboso notilo deeds havo novor yot boon suug, and never will bo written ! .„.Who shall say that wliou tho judgment hour for all has come, and the great-book, Upon whoso golden pages aro recorded all things, good or ovil, is closod forevor, thoro will not still bo found tho names of thousands whoso deeds, though nameless here, liko tho unselfish sacri fico of this untutored man, approving angols havo looked upou in silouco and written down in lettors of enduring light ? How Plantations are 5l«nngc<l. Sinco tho slave system was abolished iu tho South, says a correspondent, of a Northern papel’, I will detail the routine that I find is almost nnivorsal. For instance, a Northotu mau comes here and buys a plantation of 1,000 or 1,200 acres, although ho will prefer less and mako moro monoy, for iu buying so muoh ono has to includo largo tracts that are totally valuoloss. I f ho knows nothing of cotton culturo ho can eugago tho services of a whito ovorsour for 8500 or SfiOO per year, or a c ilored mau of honesty and iutel'figeuco for much less. On overy plantation ho v .11 find u home for himself, ono for ki,j over seer, tho usual farm liousb—but thoy will not suit a Northorn man —and a collection of negro cabins, iccorao- datinor about as many ns aro needed to run tho placo. Aplantor “ finds’’ his negroes, as thoy say ; that is ho gives them food, she'lter, and elolhing, but according to tho present regim e tho nogro refunds him thoir p1 ica at tlio ond of tho year. With oac’n cabin is n garden or “ patch,” on win jh oach can vniso corn, oabbagos, and poultry for iiis owutnblo, and this is a sacred and inalionablo right, ’.'ho negro works oithor on shares or for monthly wages, or rents ns much land as ho can take e.aro of. I f ho rents tho iund ho pays from 35 to S1G an aero for it per year, tho planter furnishing hiiu seed, rations, clothing, and shelter for tho year. Their “ rations ” cousiBt of four pounds of bacon and ono pock of meal to eaoli grown member of a family, anil half as much to thoso over ten aud under six teen or seventeen yoarr Tho clothing consists of whatover m -.y bo needed or c.illed for, and tho cost of this aDd tlio rations arc added to oho rent of tho land, and tho planter paid when tho cotton in gathered. Tho planter gen erally takes tho crop ofter it i;i grown, paying the ronteo tho -aarket price. If thoy work on Bhnre.1 , a half dozen negroes joiu in what is called ¡v “ squad,1’ receiving rutions and cloth ing during tho yenr, imil dividing the crop with tho plantoi, ho taking the cm t of rations and clothing from their «hare. This is tho 'avorito method. If ho works lor waf-oa, he is paid from S I2 (o S20 per month, according to his (•filoifimy, and furnished with rulions and clothing, the same being deducted from his wages, which aro paid when tho crop is gathered. However, not being able to read, aud understanding nothing of figures, tho “ hand” la us completely at tho inercy of his em ployer as i f he wore his »lave ; but a colored man, judging almosL entirely from instinct, can, it is naid, discover when ho is cheated, although ho may not know how or wheto, and cannot justify his suspicion. Once conceiving that ho ha3 been swindled, either in tho weighing of tho cotton or its valuo, or in the prico of bacon and meal, in tho proud knowledgo tbitt, he is a freo man, he will never work on that planta tion again. Ho will starve first. In this way the planter can have an al most unbounded inflnenco over tho negro ; and when ho wins his confi dence tho lattor will mako him adviser, commercial counselor, and savings bank. But losing confidence, the negro will lose heart, nnd become a wreck— an idle, lazy, indifferont thing. A B o .tn A c t jit P ibates .— A terrible tragedy occurred on board tho steamer Spark, • on its voyago from Canton to Macao. Chinese pirates who had em barked aspoaeongers mado an onslaught on tho crew and ¡passengers near Bocea Tigris, murdered tho captain, mato, and purser, and wounded, most danger ously, the only European 'passenger and tho wh.olij.erow.. ..Tho.oJTicera and crow made a bravo defense, \but ware overpowered. The object was robbery, and some 8^0,000 were found b y the pirates. t '^;''To Wrlio a Coiupositloui . The following, advice, wae given by. k lady who was asked to help , a boy writo his school composition.' It is good and should be road by every soliool gifl and sohool boyi > ,What you have got to do is. to ,kuow something well, and tell it as plainly as you ' ' • ' ’ * ' I have never found yon at a losii for words when yon have oome, homo from a fishing pa\ty’ or anutting frolic. Thon you had something to tell, and yon told it. Vory'Well^th'iit'iS\ preoisoiy -what you should do iilv“ gottiug.;np\ your “ Composition.\ Tlio only difference is that you writo it outNnsteud (if^spoak- ing it. A' -** composition” -:is’i'nothing but written talk. Now ydu don’t talk much about fath, hope, anikoharity ; or if you do, I havo.never hoaSl you ; thou why should yon addle your GKjns trying to writo-abouit ’them’? How it possiblo for you to write about what you cauuot talk about? I t i s ;notpoa- si bio ; you oannot do i t ; and wliou you try you only succeed in copying Some thing that yon havo road or-lienrd.' ’ ■I Horois'n good rule to go by Novor attempt to write about a thing until you have soon i t ; if you can touch, i'asto, and smell it, all tho bottor; you will have less tronblo hunting up long words. You bco I know that triok. Yot got tho biggest words that you oau find nud thon yon mike thom sprawl bosides. For this particular “ com position,” iu you will not havo liVctoh timo, you might uso the letter that you wroto to mo. I wish that you would do so. It might givo your teaohor a now idoa. I will Bond it to you with mine, for of course you did not koop a copy ; you only preserve copies of .your “ compositions.” And yot*I will von- turo to say (hat that lottor was moro truly your own composition than aiiy you havo evor road iu sohool;- Or if you would not rathor lot folkB know what a hard timo you havo chasing aftor idoa«, mipposo you. tuko tadpoles instead. I should think you might bo ablo to got up tho. regular number of lines on this subject without any vory hoavy brain-work, I am vory suro that you kuow moro about tadpoles than I do, and if I woro required to toll wlmt I know nbout tadpoles I Bhould start for Duckvillo immediately for tho purpo30 ,of interviewing Mastor. Tom Brown, Thon there aro muskrats, fiold- mico, squirrels, bugs, birds and boos without numbor; and, oh, a hundred othor interesting things that nobody knows muoh about oxcept you boys, and those othor boys—tlio natnralists. Try my plan, Tom, nnd don’t writo long-tailed, and mind your capitals, spelling nnd punctuation; nud, iny word for it, you will “ get up ” a com position that will do you orodit, aud astonish ovorybody but your affoetiou- alo mint. ________ _ Oldcu Times. Who among our oxtrnvagant young ladies in theso boastful times evor gavo hor lover, as Cloopatra did, a pearl dis solved in vinegar (or undisaolvod) worth §100,000. Thou thoro was a Vaulina, ono of tho ton ip. Romo, who used to woar. jewels whon sho returned hor visits worth §300,000. Cieero, who was comparatively a poor man ia thoso times, gavo $ 1 , 0 0 0 ,0 0 0 for his establish ment on tho Palatiue, whilo Mossala gavo 82,000,000 for tho houso of Antony. Soneca, who was just a plain philoso- phor, was worth 8120,000,000. Tiberius iolt a proporty of noarly §120,000,000, Csosar and Marc Antony both owned wonderful fortuuos. Why, thoy talk about a man’s failing in Now York for a million dollars as if it -woro a big thing. Crosar, before ho outored hay office, whon ho was a young gontlomau in pri vate lifo, owed §-1,000,000, nnd ho pur chased tho friendship of Qufosor for 32,500,000. Mare Antony owed §1,500,- 000 on tho Ides of March, aud paid bo foro tho Kalonds of March. This wan nothing ; he Bqunndorod 3720,000,000 of publio monoy. Aud thoso fellowH Iivud well. Esopus, who was a play-actor, paid 5100,000 for a Binglo dish. Gahgula spent $100,000 ou r. ntippor. Their winch woro often kopt for two ages, and somo of thom wero sold for twenty dollars an ounce. Dishes wore mado with gold and fciiver, set with precious stones. Tho bods of Tlelioga- bulus woro of solid silvei, his tables and plates woro of pure gold, and his mattresses, eoverod with carpets of clolh and gold, .vero stuffed with down from under tho wing of tho partridge, ft took §{¡0,000 a year to keep up tin; dignity of a Homan Senator, and some of them spent S5,000,000 a year. Aud yet vfo till!: about tho oxtravagnuco of modem times. .Sunset in the N o r th . Major Batler, in his “ Wild North Land,” gives the following picture of sunset iu tho north land : “ lie who ridos for montbo through tho vust noli tildes seea during tho hours o f his daily travel au uubrokou panorama of dis tance. Tho seasons como nud g o ; grass grows and flowers dio ; the tiro leaps with tiger bounds along the e.itt’n ; tbo snow lies still and quiet over hill and lako ; tlio rivers rise and fall; but tho rigid features of Iho wil derness rest unchanged. Lonely, silent and impassive ; heodless of man, sea son or timo, tho might of tho Infinito seems to brood ovor it, and only in tho hours of day nnd night a moment comes when this impressive voil is drawn from it« features, and tho eye of tho wan- dorcr catches a glimpse of tho sunken soul of tho -wilderness—it is tho mo ment which follows tho sunsot. Then a deep stillness steals ovor the earth ; colors of wondrous hue rise and spread along the western horizon. In a deep sea of omerald and a rango of fifty shados,. mingled and interwovon to gether, roso-colorcd isles float, anchored to great golden threads, while far away, seemingly above' and beyond all, ono.broad flash- o f crimBon light; tho parting sun’s last gift, reddens upwards to the zenith-” According to tho Freeman’» Journal, Gou. Sherman ia not a Catholic, but when ho courted Miss Ewing he was required, before Fathor Byder.oould marry them, to promise aa an officer and a gentleman that ho -would nover interfere with his wife in tho practice of her religion, and that her children should be brought up Catholics. T H E KING S OF- BU S INESS. Haw JIcU Uccoate lUeH-Cliftractarlttlc . AitedoU l a( lltcU M e » . The.last time J was in W a ll street, says Barton ia'his lecture on Kings of Business, I hoard it noted banker say w i t h - g r e a t 1 earnestness o f - manner: \ My .ambition is to bo a perfeot bank er. I would ratherrotire from business with only a Sitiglo million, with the reputation of a good banker; than to be ever \8 0 -rich 'witlioiil that reputa tion.’’ .- . ,- . , . >..j“ iOnly la single million.” -Yon can not, imagino, liow; small that p illion seemed whon ho uttered thoso words— a kind 'o f • lioiiorablo pororty— a Diog- ones tub-with a man inside o f it. You thought qf;,hiB: ehiUlren boasting that thoir pareuts.iworo poor but honest. ^ I oau well beliovo the familiar story of plm Jacob Astot’a nayin'nf that a “ man wnujs *-orth 8250,000 is just ns woll off as tiuhiWi ho wore ¡rich'.: Tho mimi easily boScn^es habitnatod ,to theso ,mag- iiitudos. T1 i <3>. vm Brasaey, tho .English railroad coutrnctol>ltad at ono timo 80,- 000 mon in his ompRjy>jjhoso wages camo to about 8500,000 a7?w«<ik, fsnd they wore at. work in .oight couiitnCir— England, Franco, Spain, Italy, Vone- z'noln, Canada, anil1 Austrnlin. He wroto’a noto ono day orderiug' 10,000 wheelbarrows nnd 9,000 w a g o n s . I n tho oourso o f forfy years ho constructed, or helpod construct, ICO railroads, and ho did nil this with less fuss and worry than many a man oiporiouees in rnn- niug a peanut stand. Wo havo agroator .than Thomas Brnssoy, in Cornelius Vanderbilt, who, at eighty, quietly mnkos up his mind tlint tho timo lias como for-us to havo a four-trnok ‘ rail-, road betwoon Now York and . Buffalo. Somo somo ono said,to him, “ I don't kuow of nuy four-trank roads.” \ I don't,” saiil ho. “ But tho Oontral mnst liavo two more tracks, nnd I hope to livo to soo thom laid,” Aud probably he will. - The caro of,an eotato of S-10,- 000,000 aud tho .mauugoinont of all his railroads only ocoupy hini two' hours a day, aud during that short time hedoos not appear to bo vory busy. B y threo o'clock lio is usually ou tho roacl, oreot: mngniUcQut, driving a pair of fast horses, in an opon wiigoii, unattended. Thoro nro higher sphoroa o f labor tliau making railroads in wliioh tlio groat resources of <onr kings of. busi- noss aro employod with widely bono- lloial ofleets of another kind. And now tho' question occurs, Who aj-o theso uncrowned mouarolis of tho modern world ? Wlnit aro thoy ? Whero do Ihoy originate-? By what moans do thoy aconmulato theso great resources ? Iu what respect do thoy differ from tho mon who attempt a similar career and fall out of tho courso disabled nud do- foateil ? Is it thoirvirtuo or thoir want of virtuo that gives thom bucccbb ? Theso nro interesting questions, bo- cnuso thoso moil me tho mastor« of onr modern world. Thoy carry tho purao and pay overybody, and it is apparently <i law ot nature that tlio hniul whioii uignc tho oheck wiolils tlio power. , As a vulo, theso kings of business begin lifo nenr tho bottom of what is called tUo'soeialHealo. l'lioy gonornlly be gin vory poor. Crabb Robinson records that the Into Lord Southampton applied to the Bishop of Llaalafl’ for mlvico how to bring up liis son so that ho would got forward in tho world. “ I know of but ono way,\ ropliod tho Ciohop: \G ivohim parts and poverty.\ “ Woll, thon,” said tlio father, who was noted for liis freo living, “ if God has given him. parts, I will manngo as to the poverty.” Another English noblo- mau. L o rd Derby, moutionod a. curious civetimslanoo iu point tho other day. At a gathoring in Austialin four pcoplo mot, threo of whom woro shepherds on ft sheep farm. Ouo oi thoso hod takon a dogroo at Oxford, auotbor at Cam bridge, and tho third at a German uni- vorsity. Tho fourth wan thoir employer, a squatter, rich in flocks nnd herds, but scarcely ublo to road and writo, muoh less to keep hin own accounts. But I venturo to say tho squatter kuow slieop, know laud, knew markets, kuow wool. It is nil unquestionable faot that both in. Aunlrnlia aud America theso founders of hugo business nro, ns a rulo, ualet- teral men, whoso college was a rough, hard, long grapple with material things. It is aleo true that thoy usually tako hold, very early in lifo, of somo plain work that lies under their noces, and keep to that until it issues into some thing largo nnd innguiQcout. Tho Wealthiest nnd tho most powerful houso of businoss in Europe is that of tho Uothselulds, -who provido for belliger ent kings tho sinows of tvar. Tlio founder of tho house, 100 years ago, was a hoy in his father's money-chang ing oilieo at EraiiMort-on-tlio-Main. lie discovered that i,omo of tho coins in which his fathor dealt had an arti ficial valuo as upecimens, and lie used to «pond tho first day of tho week— tlio Jews’ idlo day—in picking out Biich coiii3 from tho Mass for salo to collec tors. That was tho beginning o l Jiis'j career. Ho took hold, you jj-i-H' ob serve, of tho work that lay most ob viously boforo him. Isaac Rich, who left a m illion and three-quarters a year or two ago to found a eollego in BubIod, began busi ness thus : A t eighteen ho camo from Oapo Cod to Boston with S3 or SI in his possession, and looked about for something to do, rising oarly, walking far, observing closoly, reflecting much. Soon ho had an idea: Ho bought three bnsliola o f oysters, hired a wheelbar row, found a piece of board, bought six small plates, six iron forks, a three- cent pepper-box, and ono or two othor things. H o was at tlio oystor-boat, buying big oysters, at 3 in th o ' morn ing, wheoled them threo ailes, set np liis board near n market, and bogau business. H o sold out his oysters as fast as ho could opon thom, at a good profit. He' repeated this experiment morning aftor morning, until ho had saved $130, with which he bought a horse and wagon and had five cents loft. “ How are you going to board your horse a^ked a stable-keeper,_ who witnessed this audacious transaction, ’“ 'I am going to board him at your stable.\ ' - Bnt you’re a -minor,” replied the «cute-YtHkee: -“ And, mmd,' I--caa’ t Irnst you more than a week.” Tho next'morning tho lad, whb ^hjd esUb- lislied'a good credit 'with oyst«rmen, bought‘12 busholi 'of'jromarkably -fine oysters,-whioh ho. sold iu tho course of tlio day at a. profit of $17. S o , ho. was able to. pay for his Uoree> board. And -right there in the same market ho con tinued to deal in.oyitèn and flali for -10 years, became ' king of that busiposs. anil ended by founding a college ; tht\s affording 6 new illustration of Prof. 'Agossiz's theory that the consumption of fish is.serviceable to tho brain., So Astor, on reaching Now York with his capital of gevou flntos nnd * few shilling«, go¿B'tq work beating furs for two dollars a 'wook, and keeps at furs, until ho is nblo to build Astor Honses and Astor-Libraries. So Girard, find ing liimsolf at Philadelphia during tho Revolutionary ‘war, when the town was held by thé British troops, all ordinary busiuess being paralyzod, falls to' work bottling olaret for tho English o(Moors, and followoil upi that cluo till it mado him tho chief merchant of Pennsylva nia. : W illiam 1 Chambers, tho founder of the groat-publishing house of Edin burgh, coming/ out ot his apprentice- sliill at ninotocn. with flvo shillings oiipital,' sot up' a liook-stnll with X10 worth of books’; all bought oil credit. dôôrgB-Stephonson, brakoman to a stoam cugiuo at tlio mouth of a miuo, .began, it is true, by soling his sweet heart's Bhoes and dotnanding a ki«s in payment. But this w r only n vouiiiful stilly. Hor name, howeve-,- w < An«, and b I i o was a servant girl. Cut soon ho began to tinker at life steam eiiginr-, and kopt ou .iu that way until he iu- rented tho locomotive, am? oreated, with the aid of his son, tho railway sysl om. , Why aro tho Bothsoliilds tlio first bankors of tho world ? Because, iu a businosB oarcor of 102 yenro, they havo novor failed to keep an engagement. Why is the Chemical Baukiu Now Yorls tho most solid and profitable bank in Amorioa? Bocmiao, in tho pauio of 1837, when all othor banks coasod to pay gold for tliuir- iiotes, that bauk did not nnd novor, has, Whon gold was at 280, if you presontod ono of its §50 notes at tho ooiintor, and nskod for its equivalent iu gold,'jou got SG0 in gold. When ‘ Oornolius Vanderbilt, at 16, ¡earned that to him had beon awarded iho contract for convoying supplie-) to tho difforent forts in Now York Harbor, ho stared with astonishment, lie had disdained to compote with tho othor boatmeu in price, but had offered to do tho work oil just term». Tho commis sary, observing hia surpriso, said to liira, “ Don’t yon kuow why wo lmvo given this oontract to yon?\ “ No,” ropliod the youth. “ Why, it is bn* causo wo want this bneincss done, nud wo kuow you’ll do it.\ Iu tho wholo world I do not beliovo thero cau b e fonnd n b n B i n o s s 50 years old whioh in not founded ou tho priri- oiplo of rendering an oquivalent for all it reeeivefl. Honosty 1 b tho rock upon whioii all enduring s u c c o b b tests. I was vory milch struck during tho lulu panic .with tlu-co rnlcB which Van derbilt gttvo to mon in , Wall Blroct • 1. Novor uso what is not your own. 2. Nevor bny what you oannot par for. 3. Novor Boll what you haven’t got. From what agonies of approhonsion and remorHO and shamo men would bo saved by tho observance of f,liOM> rules. Next to honesty, I think wo must placo, ns a condition of kingship in business, knowledge. I havo observed tlmt tho mon who ¡take tho lend in affdirs,whatever else thoy lack, are snro to possess a most minuto and entire knowledge of thoir branch of business — such n. knowledgo an can Do got only by taking hold and doing ovory part of it. Girard, as a sailor, mate and captain, liml visited evory port with which as n merchant ho traded. Ho know tho mon, tho pooplo, tho markets. Astor, with a pack ou his back, had tramped over tho wholo fitr-producing region of Now York and tho lake countiy. No man ovor know furs as lio know thom lio loved a flno fnr as a connoisseur loves a fine piotuto. Stewart has tho best touch for »ilk or velvot and tho best judgment of colors of nny mail iu his ostnblishroont. All tho Ilarpuru, young and old, began by sotting type and working tho press. Tho lato John Walter, proprietor of tho Loudon Times, called tit tho ofileo of tho papci ono day beforo going to tho I I oubo of Commons, of which ho was a mombor. Whilo thero n courier brought in a package labolod “ Imme diate and important,\ which ho found to contain news of tho greatest interest. It happened that, nil tho compositors had gono to dinner. Ho \took tho dis patch to the composing-room, Bet tlio typo himself, nnd by tho timo the jr.ctf camo back ho had it all roadyJ,^'^’o into a second edition, which^-j'imraediatcly issued. Ho kngjuSio business from top to bott-ow^'know it in hia brain and knew ii-hi'his fingers. ^...Sa'Horaco Greeley, on returning from his first visit to Europe, niado np tho steamer’s news for tho Tribune before sho entored tbo harbor, Tho stoamer arrived at 0 in tho morning, afrer all tlio papers had been printed. Going straight to tho o/Uco ho, too, found tho compositors all gono home nnd tho pressmen just preparing to go. Ha be gan forthwith to set tho news in typo, and ho nevor left tho caso till it was ell ready for an extra. Then ho started up town to geo his family. Old Jonas Chickering, old ■ Mr. Stoiniray, conld mako a piauo from tho legs to tho keys, every part, outside and inside. Tho original Dolmocieo was liimsolf an ad mirablo cook. A thoCB.md exampics could bo given showing that the capital of a house of business is uot money, bnt brains. J ust So.—Apropos of tho Tyndall- Darwin theories comes in one of Gen eral Schenck’fi latest stories thnt_ ho told to tho wifo of a British Cabinot officer who assured him that “ England mado Amorioa all that sho is.” “ Par don, madam,” said tho General ; “ yorf remind me of the answer <}f tho Ohio lad in his toons who, attonding Snnday- sohool for the first time, was asked by tbo teacher, “ Who made you ?” “ Mado mo?\ “ Yes.” “ Why, God mado me about so long (holding diit hand* about tea inches apart),-but I growed the rest.”
