Total debt, less am't of cash in the Treasury, Sept. 1, '83, $1,536,518,765 09 Decrease the past year 1,658,926,171 96 $122,407,406 87 TIDE TABLE. The tides given in the Calendar pages are for the port of Boston. The following table contains the approximate difference between the time of High Water at Boston and several other places. The reader is warned that this table will not always give the exact time of the tide, as the difference varies from day to day. It is hoped, however, it will be near enough to be useful. The difference, if preceded by +, is to be added to, or if preceded by —, subtracted from, the time as given in the Calendar pages. For one adult, from one place to another within the city proper (except as hereinafter provided), or from one place to another in East Boston, or from one place to another in South Boston, or from one place to another in Roxbury, 50 cents. Each additional adult, 50 cents. For one adult, from any place in the city proper, south of Dover Street and west of Berkeley Street, to any place north of State, Court, and Cambridge Streets, or from any place north of State, Court, and Cambridge Streets, to any place south of Dover Street and west of Berkeley Street, One Dollar. For two or more passengers, 50 cents each. Children under four years with an adult, no charge. Children between four and twelve years old, with an adult, half-price. From twelve at night to six in the morning, the fare is 50 cents above the preceding rates for each passenger. No charge for one trunk; each additional trunk, 25 cents. By the Carriages of the Herdic Phaeton Co., and by any of the one-horse cabs, POETRY, ANECDOTES, ETC. UNCOMMON COMMON SENSE. Its plough has furrowed half the land. Gives light and life to sense. At work with force intense. It rises with the rising sun, And broadcast sows the golden seed; And much of its hard work is done Before the dreamer has begun To put his fine thoughts into deeds. Delights it with its snow, With sunbrowned hands it reaps the grain That ripened in the summer light, And loaded high the creaking wain, While folly loitered in the lane And toiled not when the fields were white. The happy harvest home It shrinks not from life's toil and care, In bin and box and crate, Should fortune yield to fate. 1800 READING. In short, all things are so connected together that a man who knows one subject well, cannot, if he would, fail to have acquired much besides; and that man will not be likely to keep fewer pearls who has a string to put them on, than he who picks them up and throws them together without method. This, however, is a very poor metaphor to represent the matter; for what I would aim at producing, not merely holds together what is gained, but has vitality in itself, is always growing. And anybody will confirm this who, in his own case, has had any branch of study or human affairs to work upon; for he must have observed how all he meets seems to work in with, and assimilate itself to, his own peculiar subject. During his lonely walks, or in society, or in action, it seems as if this one pursuit were something almost independent of himself, always on the watch, and claiming its share in whatever is going ARTHUR HELPS. on. THE PRESSED GENTIAN. The time of gifts has come again, And, on my northern window-pane, Outlined against the day's brief light, A Christmas token hangs in sight. The wayside travellers, as they pass, Mark the gray disk of clouded glass; And the dull blankness seems, perchance, Folly to their wise ignorance. They cannot from their outlook see The frosty breath of autumn blew, So, from the trodden ways of earth, Seem some sweet souls who veil their worth, And offer to the careless glance To loving eyes alone they turn The flowers of inward grace, that hide POVERTY NOT A HINDRANCE TO SUCCESS. An easy and luxurious existence does not train men to effort or encounter with difficulty; nor does it awaken that consciousness of power which is so necessary for energetic and effective action in life. Indeed, so far from poverty being a misfortune, it may, by vigorous self-help, be converted even into a blessing; rousing a man to that struggle with the world in which, though some may purchase ease by degradation, the right-minded and true-hearted will find strength, confidence, and triumph. SECRECY. SMILES. 1 י SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY. She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies. And all that's best of dark and bright Meets in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face, Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear, their dwellingplace. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, BYRON. BURNS AND THE FARMER. Robert Burns was once taken to task by a young Edinburgh blood, with whom he was walking, for recognizing an honest farmer in the open street. "Why, you fantastic gomeral," exclaimed Burns, "it was not the greatcoat, the scone bonnet, and the saunders boot-hose that I spoke to, but the man that was in them; and the man, sir, for true worth, would weigh down you and me, and ten more such, any day." SMILES. SHELTER. By the wide lake's margin I marked her lie The wide, weird lake where the alders sigh A young, fair thing, with a shy, soft eye; And I deemed that her thoughts had flown To her home, and brethren, and sisters dear, As she lay there watching the dark, deep mere, All motionless, all alone. Then I heard a noise, as of men and boys, And a boisterous troop drew nigh. Whither now will retreat those fairy feet? Where hide till the storm pass by? One glance - the wild glance of a hunted thing She cast behind her, she gave one spring; And there followed a splash and a broadening ring, On the lake where the alders sigh. She had gone from the ken of ungentle men! Yet scarce did I moan for that; For I knew she was safe in her own home then, BLUNTNESS NOT HONESTY. I do not think that it makes family life any more sincere, or any more honest, to have the menibers of a domestic circle feel a freedom to blurt out in each other's faces, without thought or care, all the disagreeable things that may occur to them: as, for example, "How horridly you look this morning! What's the matter with you?" "Is there a pimple coming on your nose? or what is that spot?" What made you buy such a dreadfully unbecoming dress? It sets like a witch! Who cut it? "What makes you wear that pair of old shoes?" "Holloa, Bess! is that your party rig? I should think you were going out for a walking advertisement of a flower-store." Observations of this kind between husband and wife, brothers and sisters, or intimate friends, do not indicate sincerity, but obtuseness; and the person who remarks on the pimple on your nose is in many cases just as apt to deceive you as the most accomplished French woman who avoids disagreeable topics in your presence. CONSOLATION MRS. STOWE. ONE WHO OF DIS BELIEVES. In the bitter waves of woe, Beaten and tossed about By the sullen winds that blow From the desolate shores of doubt, Where the anchors that faith has cast Are dragging in the gale, I am quietly holding fast To the things that cannot fail, I know that right is right, The leash of a sober mind; That the givers shall increase; For the beautiful feet of peace; In the darkest night of the year, When the stars have all gone out, That courage is better than fear, That faith is better than doubt. And fierce though the fiends may fight And long though the angels hide, I know that truth and right Have the universe on their side; And that somewhere beyond the stars Is a love that is better than fate. When the night unlocks her bars I shall see him- and I will wait. WASHINGTON GLADDEN. PERVERSITY. An ill-starred devil is the man, And, the danger past, would appear Who will not do the thing he can; again, For she was a water-rat. And what he can't, with blind ambition Will do, and works his own perdition. DON'T WORRY ABOUT THE FU- ANSWERS TO CHARADES, ENIG TURE. Do not disturb thyself by thinking of the whole of thy life. Let not thy thoughts at once embrace all the various troubles which thou mayest expect to befall thee; but on every occasion ask thyself: "What is there in this which is intolerable and past bearing?" For thou wilt be ashamed to confess. In the next place, remember that neither the future nor the past pains thee, but only the present. But this is reduced to a very little, if thou only circumscribest it, and chidest thy mind, if it is unable to hold out against even MARCUS ANTONINUS. this. WIT AND HUMOR. JUMP IN. A dandy, wishing to be witty, accosted an old rag-man as follows: "You take all sorts of old trumpery in your cart, don't you?" "Yes, jump in, jump in!" TOO LONG TO WAIT.- "When are you going to make me that pair of new boots I ordered?" asked a fop of his shoemaker. "When you pay for the last pair I made for you." "Whew! I can't wait so long as that!" THE HAT STORY.-It is time the hat story was set a-going again. It is quite simple and the answer plain, but in a company of half a dozen you will probably get three different answers and you may get four or five. This is the story: -A inan came in to a hat store and bought a hat for seven dollars and a half. In payment he offered a fiftydollar bill. The hatter, not having so much money by him, took it to a neighbor, got it changed, and gave his customer the balance due him, with which and with his hat he departed in good humor. Soon after in comes the hatter's neighbor with the fifty-dollar bill, which has proved to be a counterfeit, demanding good money for it. Finding no help for it, the hatter is obliged to pay this demand. The question is: What is the hatter's loss? THE CARDINAL.— Cardinal Manning relates this incident. One night I met a poor man carrying a basket and smoking a pipe. I thought over this: He who smokes gets thirsty; he who is thirsty desires to drink; he who drinks too much gets drunk; he who gets drunk endangers his soul. This man is in danger of mortal sin. Let us save him. I affectionately addressed him:"Are you a Catholic? "I am, thanks be to God." "Where are you from?" "From Cork, your reverence." "Are you a member of the total abstinence society?" "No, your reverence." "Now," said 1, "that is very wrong. Look at me; I am a member." "Faith, may be your reverence has need of it." I shook hands with him and left him, MAS, ETC. IN LAST YEAR'S ALMANACK. ANSWERS TO CHARADES. 1. Life-boat. 2. The letter E. 3. Fishermen. ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS. 2. Lily. 1. Match. ANSWERS TO CONUNDRUMS. 1. Because there are more of them. 2. S. X. (Essex). 3. Because its capital is always doubling (Dublin). 4. A cat out of a hole. ་ THE FARMER'S KITCHEN. THE outside covering of a kernel of wheat, rye, barley, or corn is harder than the rest, so that it is not entirely crushed in the process of grinding. This is usually sifted out from the finer portions, and forms the bran, often called shorts or middlings. Now, as the oily or fatty parts of grain lie mostly near the surface, the bran often contains more nutritious properties than the flour itself. The less finely flour is bolted the more wholesome it is, though custom and taste, or fashion, lead us to select the finest and whitest samples. A HUNDRED pounds of wheat flour ordinarily contain from fifty-five to sixty-eight pounds of starch, from ten to twenty pounds of gluten, and from one to five pounds of oily matters, the relative quantities varying according to the climate and soil in which the grain is grown. The proportion of gluten in wheat is largest in that grown in quite warm latitudes. Thus, Maryland or Virginia wheat usually contains more gluten than that of Michigan or Minnesota. AN experiment was carefully tried, taking two pounds of Cincinnati and two pounds of Alabama flour, each being mixed with a quarter of a pound of yeast, made into a loaf, and both baked in the same oven, when the loaf made from the first was found to weigh three pounds, and that from the second three and a half, a difference of about fifteen per cent. in favor of the Southern, a more glutinous flour. THE more gluten any variety of flour contains the more water it will hold; for when wet the gluten does not readily dry up, but forms a close coating around the little cells formed in rising when yeast is added, and this allows neither the gas enclosed in them nor the water to dry up and escape, so that both are retained. THE larger amount of gluten in some varieties of flour not only increases its nutritive value, but its economic value also. It gives it a greater power of holding the carbonic acid gas produced in the fermentation, to which is owing the spongy lightness always characteristic of good bread, while it absorbs and holds more water, so that its weight is greater. WHEN sufficient water is mixed in to moisten the whole mass of flour, the particles stick to each other and form a smooth and elastic dough, which consists of gluten, so called from its sticky or glutinous quality, and starch. Now, if we add a little yeast, while mixing the flour with water to form dough, the dough begins to ferment and to rise. The bulk is greatly increased, innumerable little bubbles of carbonic acid gas being set free throughout the mass, and making it porous and light by stretching or expanding the tenacious gluten. RYE flour is of very nearly the same composition as that of wheat, but its color is grayish-brown rather than white, while the bread made of it is not so porous, nor is the dough so tough. It is easily kept fresh and moist much longer than that made of wheat flour. IN making soups, broths, beef tea, etc., the object is just the reverse of that in ordinary cooking; that is, to extract the juices, and for this purpose the meats of which they are formed are put into cold water and simmered over a slow fire, or gradually and quickly brought to a boil. Soft water is best, and has a greater solvent power than hard, but in ordinary cooking, where we wish to preserve the juices, and |
