rippling in melody or flowing with a heavier swell or raging in wild, mountains billows, Walter Maynard made the new home. He found three log cabins builded near together around what was called a "fourcorners;" and here in order that the neighbors could be ready to unite their forces in danger of Indian raids he laid his hearth-stone. This was the old Indian trail to and from the mountains; this was the prominent overland route to Colorado, the mines and the Pacific slopes; and soon the little family of strangers under Walter's charge opened an eating house for the pilgrims by the way. Money fell like raindrops in a shower into their hands. This was the way where the railroad would wind onward to the mountains, should ever the great seas be linked together by iron bands; and so the broad farms were opened up, brainwork guiding hand-work, and the vast fields of corn grew into summer beauty and fruited into autumn harvests, and Walter Maynard established his cattle train for Colorado and the mountains. How many of my boy readers ever saw or read of cattletrains? Two head of cattle before a heavy wagon and as many wagons as a man wishes to complete his "train." Young Mr. Maynard's "train" consisted of sixty wagons, and two oxen before each wagon loaded with the large, beautiful, white or yellow ears of maize. What a sight it was! About three months going back and forth to Denver; but how the money poured into the young man's keeping! Soon the railroad excitement began, but the years went by before it came, and then Mr. Maynard held charge of its interests in the town; the agencies for telegraphy and depot were at his command. By the old loyalty to truth and to duty; by the staunch integrity and the fine moral perception, and the kind sympathetic heart of his boyhood, he had fulfilled his early vow on that far away winter night he had "beaten every time," and come off victor in the contest. To-day he is one of the most honored citizens of his adopted state. His lands are almost boundless, his flocks unnumbered, his lumber-yards of vast extent. His sisters are married and happy at their own hearthstone; but his father sleeps in the cemetery of the new country, while his own luxurious home owns as its chiefest charm the dear, sweet mother of the olden days, sitting amid the shadows of time, fairer and more beautiful than in her girlhood years. A few months ago there went from her hand a gift of gold to one of the daughters of the early pastor and with it her dimpled fingers sent the following words" In my younger years when home was full of want and darkmy ness and my heart was sore and troubled your father and mother comforted me and helped me to carry my burden, by love and wisdom, they taught me faith and gave me strength and kept alive my trust in God and man. May I send this as token of my life long love and rever ence for them?" you a Boys, with no star upon his breast, no epaulet upon his shoulders, no laurel wreath woven for his name, never having fronted the cannon's mouth, nor faced an enemy on bloody battle fields, with only life's duties well and faithfully done, was Walter Maynard a hero? THE MIND that has beauty in it and learns not to express it, is like iron that has a jewel set in it-it holds it for no suitable use, and is rust-gathering while it does so. WHO NEVER walks save where he sees men's tracks, never makes any discoveries. TEMPERANCE PAGE. THE QUESTION OF THE AGE. There is to-day in the Englishspeaking countries no such tremendous, far-reaching, vital question as that of drunkenness. In its implications and effects it overshadows all else. It is impossible to examine any subject connected with the progress, the civilization, the physical well-being, the religious condition of the masses, without encountering this monstrous evil. It lies at the centre of all social and political mischief. It paralyzes beneficent energies in every direction. It neutralizes educational agencies. It silences the voice of religion. It baffles penal reform. It obstructs political reform. It rears aloft a mass of evilly-inspired power which at every salient point threatens social and national advance; which gives to ignorance and vice a greater potency than intelligence and virtue can command; which deprives the poor of the advantages of modern progress; which debauches and degrades millions, brutalizing and soddening them below the plane of healthy savagery, and filling the centres of population with creatures whose condition almost excuses the immorality which renders them dangerous to their generation. All these evils, all this mischief, go on among us daily and hourly. There are none so ignorant or inattentive as not to have personal experience of some of them; some hearth darkened; some family scattered; some loving heart broken; some promising career ruined; some deed of shame done. Yet how hard it is to get this gigantic evil attacked seriously. Temperance organizations have indeed been fighting it for years, yet popular inertia has resisted their utmost efforts. But has all been done that might and should have been done by the organized agencies that represent the higher life? What are doctrinal points, for example, compared to this ever-present, everactive, insidious influence? What are sectarian differences by the side of this National curse? Can the churches fold their hands and flatter themselves that their duties are all fulfilled, while the masses prefer the saloon to the pulpit, and while rum rules in politics and society? Are the higher educational agencies doing all in their power to advance civilization while they ignore this obstacle to progress? Can any political organization be said to represent the best aspirations and the strongest needs of the people, while this abiding source of misery and crime and poverty is allowed to spread and flourish? New York Tribune. SOMETHING THEY DID NOT PAY FOR. Three saloon keepers in Chicago were found guilty of selling liquor to minors, and the following is the address of the judge who sentenced them: "By the law, you may sell to men and women if they want it. You have given bond and you are licensed to sell to them; no one has a right to molest you in your legal business, no matter what families are destroyed or rendered miserable; no matter what wives are treated with violence, what children starve or cry over the degradation of a parent; your business is legalized, and no one may interfere with you in it. No matter what mother may agonize over the loss of a son, or sister blush for the shame of a brother, you have the right to disregard them all and pursue your legal calling; you are licensed. You may fit up for your lawful trade, you may use all the arts to induce visitors, you may skilfully expose to view your choicest wines and captivating beverages; you may then induce thirst by all contrivances, producing a raging appetite for drinks, and then you may supply to the full, because it is lawful; you have paid for it, you have a license. You may allow boys, almost children, to frequent your saloons. You may hold the cup to their lips, but you must not let them drink that is unlawful. But while you have special privileges for the money you pay, this poor privilege of selling to children is denied you. Here the parents have a right to say: Leave my son to me until the law gives you the right to destroy. Do not anticipate that terrible moment when I can assert for him no further right or protection; 'twill be soon enough for me, for his mother, for his sister, for his friends and the community to see him take this road to death. Give him to us in his childhood at least. Let us have a few years of his youth, in which we may enjoy his innocence, to repay in small degree for the love we have lavished upon him. "This is something you who now stand a prisoner at this bar have not paid for; for this is not embraced in your license. For this offence the court sentences you to ten days' imprisonment in the county jail, and that you pay a fine of seventy-five dollars and costs; and that you stand committed until the fine and costs of this prosecution are paid." THERE IS nothing of argument in the saying that a man may more suitably exercise self-control at some point along the line of moderate drinking than at the point of total abstinence, and when he has not entered into the line of drinking at all. It may be easier and it is easier to stop before one has begun; and there is no virtue in beginning for the sake of trying to at some harder place. The ease of total abstinence is the part that makes it best. THERE ARE, sad to say, ministers who get drunk; there are lawyers who get drunk; there are actors who get drunk. get drunk. But when a drunkard dies and his death was occasioned by drunkenness, give him, whether minister, lawyer or actor, decent burial. But let not so disreputable a close of life be the occasion of pompous procession, of a maze of floral tributes, of opening a capacious church for the scene of sensational services: cer tainly do not insult the clergy by imposing upon them the task of paying tribute when the facts of the case make it their duty to invoke charity for the unworthy, and the compassion rather than the justice of the Supreme. THE FAILURE of the prohibitory law in Maine when sifted is usually found to mean its failure in Portland. This is on a par with saying that a snow storm in St. Petersburg blocks all the highways in all the Russias. But even the Maine which is simply Portland is misreported. The seizure of fifty thousand gallons of prohibited drinks, fines to the amount of twelve thousand dollars, and twenty liquor sellers in jail-all this in six months -may be regarded as proof that the law is far from being a failure even in Portland. THOMAS JEFFERSON once declared that "great cities are great sores upon the body politic." Were Thomas Jefferson now living he could see a practical illustration of the truth of his declaration in New York and Chi cago, the two great cities that are being governed in a most scandalous manner by the rum-shops and the slums. THE NEW BABY. HOME HEALTH. There came to port last Sunday night I looked, and looked, and laughed. It seemed so curious that she Should cross the Unknown water And moor herself right in my roomMy daughter, O my daugher! She has no manifest but this: No flag floats o'er the water; Ring out, wild bells, and tame ones too! Ring out the muse! Ring in the nurse! [For Manford's Magazine.] JOTTINGS FROM A SCRATCHBOOK. Do's and don'ts, gleanings from varied fields, sights and insights,these are what I have to offer. To begin then with a few health-hints: Regard should be had to the rights of the human body, its needs, what it ought to have for healthful growth, best development. Sunshine, pure air, good water are the first requisites and should be free for all. Were the supply inadequate to the demand our globe would no longer be habitable. From Our Own ignorance or thoughtlessness quite as often as through man's inhumanity to man, it comes about that many of us are deprived in a measure of our natural havings, self-defrauded of our rightful belongings. Alas for our houses. with modern improvements that do not improve, badly built furnaces, redundant upholstery, double windows without ventilators, weather strips, blinds kept almost constantly closed-pitiable devices of mistaken economy! Saves fuel! Yes, but think of the doctor's bills and the druggist's. It is the glaring fault of not a few housekeepers, masquerading however, as a saving grace, that they love darkness too well. The trouble sometimes is with the surroundings of the domicile, too many shade-trees and too near, causing unwholesome dampness of the atmosphere. Again there is a lack of windows on the sunny sides of dwellings, even in the country and in villages where the grounds are ample, while here, there and almost every where may be noticed a superfluity of closed blinds and drawn curtains. Human animals are not meant to be moles, that they should burrow. Few people having the power of choice would elect to live in cellars or dug-outs, but some are little better off above ground, if they did but know it. The silent influence of a new style of wall mottoes might be salutary. Who will set the fashion of displaying such precautionary legends as these? Don't make your house a dungeon! In winter never shut out the sun. We need all the solar beams we can get at this season. Blooming plants are seldom known to thrive except when 44 rays brought under the direct of our world's great luminary. Bay-windows and well-glazed conservatories are devised for their convenience. The needs of our children, flowers of the hearthstone, are no less than theirs -nor do our own wants fall far behind. The stifled air of closed and darkened rooms is not fit for bodies that breathe, but only for things without life. Think of it, I pray you, every housekeeper. Ponder these words of wisdom which come ready written to my hand: "The entrance of sunlight into a room changes the quality of the air in a health-giving way, so that in some states of serious illness it acts as a remedy. Every room which can be reached by the sun should be opened to it every day; and the air so vitalized by sunshine should be drawn into every other part of the house. There is nourishment in sunlight even prevention of disease— and rooms darkened to save carpets and curtains are darkened also to waste health and life, and therefore, money." SEEMORE. A NEW REFORM. Dr. Gustav Jaeger of Stuttgart, German professor of philosophy, has proposed a movement in the interest of health, which consists in wearing woolen clothing the year round, and only woolen. He claims that as man is an animal in his physical make-up, he should wear clothes made from animal material. He would have us sleep in woolen beds, as well as dress, night and day, in doors and out, summer and winter, in garments made wholly of woolen. To prevent chilliness, to guard against dampness, changes in temperature, the ill-effects of draughts of air, wind, etc., as well as to avoid the evils of wearing garments made of dead vegetable fibres which absorb and retain the escaping poisons of the body, he teaches that we should ægies, rheumatisms, colds, from which wear woolen garments. The neuralmany suffer, might, in good part, clothing. No doubt there is much in perhaps be avoided, by improved this reform, only we must not depend We must live right every way. In wholly on dress, to preserve health. London there has been established kinds of garments such as Dr Jaeger a shop where are made and sold all has devised. Instead of linen shirts and collars, white unstarched cashmere is used. There is doubtless much wisdom in this reform, some portions of which every body can adopt. Wear more wool and less cotton and linen. G. S. W. FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE contributes to the New York Herald a letter about cholera. She believes that the disease is not communicable from person to person; that the sick do not manufacture a special poison which causes the disease; that it is a local disease, an epidemic affecting localities, and there depending on buildings; that the isolation of the pollution of earth, air, and water and sick cannot stop the disease, nor these, indeed, may tend fatally to quarantine, nor cordons, nor the like aggravate the disease, directly and tention from the only measures which indirectly, by turning away our atcan stop it; and that the only preventive is to put the earth, healthy state of scavenging, limeair and water and buildings into a washing and every kind of sanitary work, and, if cholera does come, to move the people from the places where the disease has broken out and then to cleanse. NERVOUSNESS IN WOMEN. One cause of the extreme nervousness of |