Untitled

Grey River Argus, Volume VIII, Issue 567, 4 September 1869, Page 4

A Maiden's "Psalm of Life."— Tell us not in idle jingle. " marriage is an empty dream !" for the girl is dead that's single, and things. are not what they seem. Life is real ! life is earnest ! single blessedness a fib ; "Man thou art, to man returnest !" . has been spoken of the rib. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, is our destined end or way, : but to act that each to-morrow finds xis nearer marriage day. Life is long, arid youth is fleeting, and' our hearts, though light and gay, still like pleasant drums are beating wedding inarches all the way. In the world's broad field of battle, in the bivouac of life, be not like dumb driven cattle ! be a heroine — a wife. Trust no future, howe'er pleasant, let the dead Past bury it's dead!— act, act, to the living Present I heart within and hope ahead ! Lives of married folks reinirid us we can live our lives as well, and departing leave behind us such examples as shafl ''tell" Such "examples that another, wasting life in idle sport— a forlorn and married brother— seeing, > shall take heart and court. Let us, then, be up and doing, with a heart on triumph set —still . contriving, still pursuing, and each one a husband get.American Paper. ; A father who had passed innumerable sleepless nights, lias immortalised himself by discovering a method of keeping babies quiet. It is as follows >:— As soon as "pet" awakes, sit it up, propped by a pillow, if it cannot , sit alone, and smear its fingers with treacle ; i then put half-a-dozen feathers into its hands, and it will sit and pick the feathers from tie one hand to the other until it drops asleep. As soon as it wakes again, more treacle and feathers ; and in place of the fret and cry of former nights, there will be silence and quiet repose. ■ - r