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VO5. VI.-NO. 1. NEW YORK, THURSDAY, JANUARY 5, 1871. WI]OLE NO. 157.
NOT LOST.
The look of sympathy, the gentle word,
Spoken so low that only angels heard;
The secret art of pare elf.sacriflce,
Unseen by men, but marked by angel's eyes:
These aro not lost.
The sacred music of a tender strain,
Wrung from a poet's heart by grief and pain.
And chanted timidly with doubt and lear
To busy crowds who scarcely pause to hear:
It is not lost.
The Pllent tears that fall at dead of night
Ovr soiled robes which once were pure and white;
The prayers that rise like Incense from tie soul,
Longing for Christ to make it clean and whole:
These are not lost.
The happy dreams that gladdened all oar yonth,
When dreams had less of self and more of truth,
The childlike faith, so tranquil and so sweet,
Which sat like Mary at the Master's feet:
These are not lost.
The kindly plans devised for other's good,
So seldom guessed, so little mudertoud ;
The quiet, steadfast love that strove to win
Some wanderer from tie woeful ways of sin:
These are not lost.
Not lost, oh I Lord, for In thy city bright
Our eyes shall see the past by clearer light;
And things long hidden from our gaze below
Thou wilt reveal, and we shalt surely know
They wre not lost.
- Te Argosy.
SPARROWS.
Little birds sit on the telegraph wires,
And clutter and flitter, and fold their wings
Maybe they think that for them and their sires
Stretched always on purp so these wondetful strIngs;
And perhap4 thoThought that the world Inspires
Did plan for the birds among other things.
Little birds sit on the slender lines,
And the news of the world runs tinder their feet-
How value riec, and how declines;
How kings with their armies ii battle meet;
And all the while. 'mid the soundless signs,
They chirp their small gossipings foollish-swet.
Little things light on the lines of oar lives;
Hopes and Joys and acts of to-day ;
And we think that for these the Lord contrives,
Nor catch whattha hidden lightnings say;
But from end to end his meaning arrives,
And his word runs underneath all the way.
Is life only wires and lghtnings, then,
Apart from that which about It clltigs?
Are tile works and the hopes and the prayers of men
Only sparrows that light on God's telegraph strings,
Holding a moment, then gone again I
Nay, Iteplanned for the birds with the larger things.
Mns. A. D. T. WHITNEY.
-A bachelor having the blues imagined ho
was sick, and his physician prescribed for him.
The druggist translated it, Seventeen yards
of silk with a woman in it. The next day a
lady was married, and the man recovered.
-Mrh. Post, a good strong woman's rights
advocate out in Wyo ngi, dowrves to have
- ki i f y O-fce ,f y . d.
@')ur 2pccial ( oniribufors.
REALITIES.
BY P. A. TAYLOIL
I am informed by Pen and Pencil, with a
certain harsh inexorableness of tone, that
something I must produce this evening, or-
incur a sentence too dreadful to be contem-
plated, no less than that of ostracism (perhaps
ostracism for incapacity should be spelt ass-
tracisn).
Well, what are the words? .wtlities and
drifting. Very good; then I'll take both, for
the most cIhar teristic element that I have
noted of realiht (is that they are constantly
dr/fling.
Wishing to start from an undoubted basis, I
asked a friend, before sitting down to write,
what exactly lie understood by realities, and
lie rei)lied, with the air of a philosopher,
whatever man, through the medium of his
senses, can surely realize. The conclusion I
draw is that there is some inextricable con-
nection between realities and real lies. In)
which I am confirmed by Johnson, who traces
the derivation of the word reality as ftom
real.
Sir John Lubbock, in his Origin of Civili-
zation, under the heading of Savage Tend-
ency to Deification, states as a fact that
The hing of the Koussa Kaffirs, having bro-
ken off a piece of a stranded anchor, (lied soon
afterwards, upon which all the Kaffirs looked
upon the anchor as alive, and saluted it re-
spectfully whenever they passed near it. At
a glance it occurred to me, this is a reality
well worthy of being brought under the notice
of Pen andPencil. Will it not furnish, thought
I, material for their philosophers, and mirth
for their humorists, and surely an excellent
subject for their artists. Butin it true? Aye,
that must be my first discovery. Who shall
hope to paln off doubtful reaihties upon Pen
and Pencil, without deservedly drifting to dis-
grace ?
Without indecent boasting, I believe I may
assure this august assembly'that I have probed
this matter to its very root; the whole truth
is in my hands, and shall be faithfully pre-
sented to this critical'company. I shall be
excused from detailing my method of exami-
nation; time would fail us were I to make
the attempt; suffice it to say that I have
brought all possible modes under contribution,
and many more, and that not a single fact has
been act down unless previously tested by a
wild flight of imagination. Upon principle,
too, I decline to 6ay how I have arrived at the
realities of the case, lest truth shouldi suar
through disapproval of my proce . .
If I say that I have teltgraph0d direct, some
wretched caviller may observe !that' ho never
heard of Kaffir wires. I may have conversed
With theh i& of the Wiked kng of roq M,
lfl I II I I I I
Kaffir through tie medium of Mrs. Marshall,
but some joker-how I do detest the race--
might object to my plan of marshalling my
facts. I may have asked that solemn ques-
tion of the leg of my loo-table, which (toes
not by any means seem eternal, soiiething
after the fashion of Ion. I may have caught
the little toe of Mr. Home, as he was floating
in mid-air, and so found my information, as
honest debts should be paid, on the nail. I
may have-but no more-I respectfully de-
cline to communicate, to-night at least, aught
but the ascertained realities.
It is true then that a stranded anchor was
thrown on the shore of Koussa Kaffir; that it
created wide-spread wonder and enquiry as
to its whence, its wherefore and its whither;
that the king, being of an enquiring mind,
often examined the anchor, pondered over its
shape and its materials; that one tlay, testing
this last with too much energy, one fluke was
quite lopped off. His majesty was pleased
with the result, although it did not seem to do
much towards solving the difficult questions
connected with the strange visitor; but it was
afterwards generally reported that some of
the wisest of the Kaffirs had shaken their
heads three times, and had remarked that if
anything should happen they should doubt
whether It was not for something. ,
Something did happen. The king that night
ate for his supper forty-four ostrich eggs, be-
sides two kangaroos and a missionary. It was
too much for even a Kaffir king; he was
seized with night-tuare, raved of the weight
of the anchor on his chest, and died.
The effect produced upon Kaffir public opi-
nion, and the Kaffir press was ktartling and
Instantaneous. The king had broken the an.
chor; the king had died-had (tied tecause he
broke the anchor; that was evident, nay was
proved-proved by unerring figures, as thus:
the king was fifty-five years old; bad lived,
that is to say, 20,075 days; to say, therefore,
that lie had not died this day because of his
daring impiety was more than 20,000 to one
against the doctrine of probabilities.
The anchor, therefore, was a power-was a,
devil to be feared-that is, a god to be wor-
shipp,ed; for in savage countries there is a
wonderful likeness between the tio. Thus
was born a religion in Koussa-]nffir. Divine
honors or dastard fears wero lavished on the
anchor; a priesthood sprang up who made
their account in the KetftIr superstition. They
were called anchorites. They were partly
cheats, and partjy dupes; but they made a
livelihood betwveen the two characters. They
fixed tho nature and the amount of the sacri-
fices to be offered, and tile requirements of the
.lchor were in remarkable harmon, with the
wants of its priests. Natural causes, too, were
happily blended with supernatural The an-
chor was declared to be ihe great healer of
diseases, For immense sums tho ministering
priests would givo small filingsto the diesed,
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