LITTLE DUTCH GRETCHEN.

BY FANNY HOBART.

LITTLE Dutch Gretchen came over the sea
With an aunt in place of her mother, -
"As like," so little Dutch Gretchen told me,
"As like as one pea to another."

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R. KEMBLE relates the following good story in his London letter: A rich country rector, living, however, not a hundred miles from Pall Mall, had a fast curate, — faster even than the rector liked, though he was a wealthy parson of the old school, and not very particular. At the curate's hunting he winked good-naturedly; but when it came to his ears that the curate had been seen driving tandem, he pricked them with no little annoyance. The young divine was sent for

Little Dutch Gretchen fell sick on the way, A-sailing upon the dark water; The captain came down to the cabin each to the rectory, and suitably admonished. Inday, stead of submitting to reproof, however, this And called her his patient Dutch daughter. "curate of the period" began to argue. "My dear sir," he reasoned, "what harm is there Little Dutch Gretchen took pritzels and beer, in driving tandem? You drive a pair of bays Hoping she soon would be better; yourself, capital good ones they are too,

And at last, when the end of the journey was side by side; what can it matter if I choose

"There's a look and a tone and a tenderer palm. Suppose I put them one before the

way,

other, thus," and he took what little vulgar boys call "a sight" — "what would peoAnd, mother, a love that will never grow gray, ple say? So you see there is an objection

A bosom more gentle to lie on,

And a heart that is blessed to die on.

"So, mother, I've said to the captain to-night, 'To Bremen I'll sail back, most gladly,' To tell you, if changing one's mother is right, It's a trade that will cheat a child sadly."

to tandem."

A FRENCH HORN. A Frenchman whose English was still rather imperfect, was one evening in company where two parties were

And little Dutch Gretchen went home o'er playing the same game. A gentleman of one

THE MODERN DIANA.

[From Forney's Progress.]

EMPRESS ELIZABETH has perfect health, the spirits of a child, and the bloom of youth, and it has come from her constant exercise in the open air and on horseback. Let our weak-nerved women, who shun exercise and God's pure air as an evil spirit, take note. Since the Queen has resided at Gödölö, races and fairs have been established in the neighborhood, and she is one of their most frequent visitors and patrons. General Grant is not a better judge of a horse's fine points than she is, and Rosa Bonheur does not take more pleasure in fine groupings of blooded beasts than does the Queen of the Magyars.

and more of it than any woman in her empire, and Austria is famous, too, for the beautiful hair of its women. It is cut square, or "banged," across a square forehead, and fringed above a pair of splendid eyes as dark as itself. When flowing, this wealth of brown hair reaches nearly to her feet. Her complexion is fair, her face slightly oval, and her figure is perfect in its curves and outlines.

She knows how to dress and how to wear jewels, and how to look even handsomer than she is. But when she will look very, very handsome, she mounts her fine chestnut mare, lets her hair to the winds, gives her steed the rein, and then everybody thinks if there is a Diana anywhere any more, it is this Empress, this grandmother, dashing

Elizabeth is an early riser; five o'clock | down the Prater. sees her at breakfast, and an hour afterwards, no matter where she happens to be stopping, she is in the saddle or walking in the open air. Her habits of life are perfectly simple and perfectly regular. Not a woman lives less ostentatiously than she when away from the ceremonious court. She believes that her open-air exercises have kept her beautiful. To the poor she is a silent and constant friend, and many are the noble acts that might be related of her majesty in every quarter where she has been.

Yearly, however, her magnificent steeds, a stud of them some forty in number, are hurried into the cars, and she is off for the foxes in Ireland. The fox-hunt over, she is back to the quiet of Gödölö. In the affairs of state she concerns herself not at all. That is her husband's business and his ministers', and the whole Hungarian people say amen; for they would rather see their Queen following the hounds than see her mixed up with the politics of the state.

The portraits one sees of the Empress, striking as they are, do not do her justice. The best of them are not half so beautiful as she. In appearance, Elizabeth is everybody's ideal of a queen. She is tall and slender, and in every movement is grace and majesty itself. She has dark-brown hair,

THE "New Haven Register's" North Haven correspondent says: That mysterious relation which is said to exist between an amputated limb and its parent body receives a fresh illustration in the case of young Palmer, who recently suffered the loss of a leg, and of which mention was made by your correspondent. After the operation, the removed member was deposited in a box and buried by direction of the family. The patient complained severely of pain and a sense of cramping in the lost foot, and suffered so acutely that at the suggestion of some one the package was taken up and examined. It was found on opening that the box was too short for the limb, and that the foot and toes had been twisted into a strained and unnatural position; a larger case was prepared, and the member placed in it in an easy position and re-buried; since which time the patient has rested quietly, and no complaint has been made.

WHY is a button-hole like a cloudy day? - It is overcast.

WASHINGTON'S FIRST MEMORIAL. always devoted to good deeds, we are not astonished at the commentary, "he died poor."

of the nearest and dearest. She entered with zeal tempered by charity into the theological inquiries and discusssions of the day, and the questions that divided the religious community in Cambridge, and was from the first a decided and steadfast Unitarian. As a member of the First Parish and Church, she took a deep interest and an active part in the concerns of the society, and especially of the Sunday-school. Its teachers' meetings. were held for many years at her house, and owed much to her wise counsels and wellimproved experience. She was for a time a co-superintendent of the school. And the minister for so many years, who survives her, will ever remember with gratitude her kind words and kind offices in all his pastoral work. One marked trait in her character was her interest in young people, her sym

successor to Rev. William Emerson, a young man of great excellence and promise, whose lamented death a year after their marriage left her a widow. She returned to her father's house, where she lived till she was again married, in 1822, to Dr. Samuel Manning, Jr., a physician of growing eminence in his profession, who died a few months after of pneumonia, leaving her with the care of his children by a former marriage. These severe losses, and others that followed in the course of years in her sister's 1 family, with which she was identified, were met by her with the fortitude and sweetness that marked her whole life. They gave a deeper tone to her religious feeling, and a warmer sympathy with the unfortunate and the bereaved. The difficulties and increased responsibilities of her second widowhood, with limited means, served to develop and to bring into fuller light the re-pathy with them in their occupations and served strength of her character and her high sense of duty. She devoted herself to the care and education of her younger stepchildren, and was honored and beloved by them, as by all. In her later years her nieces, the only surviving children of her deceased sister, the wives of the Rev. Joshua Young, the Rev. H. G. Spaulding, and Professor W. H. Niles, have looked up to her as to a second mother. Living with her for many years under the same roof, or in frequent visits to the old home, the well-known historic mansion on Harvard Street, of which Jonathan Mayhew speaks when he expresses the common suspicion of his time, that "a certain superb edifice near Harvard College was even from the foundation designed for the palace of one of the humble successors of the Apostles," opposite the College Library, built in 1761 for and by the Rev. East Apthorp, the first rector of Christ Church, in Cambridge, they have had the long-continued privilege of receiving and reciprocating her warm, unfailing interest and kindness. And in all the relations of life she manifested the same fine qualities of mind and heart which won the affection and esteem I Wife of Dr. Sylvanus Plympton, an esteemed physician of Cambridge.

enjoyments, her pleasure in their society. Her house was the home, during their college and professional studies, of many young men, and especially of divinity students, whose attachment to their kind, motherly hostess and friend continued warm through life. At the celebration of her birthday, in her later years, among her neighbors and friends who came to offer their congratulations, the Rev. Dr. Hill, of Portland, as one whom we may mention of those whose friendship with her began in his college life, was accustomed, during his presidency and afterward, to greet her either in person or by note, or an off-hand occasional poem. In Mrs. Manning there was an attractive union of dignity with sweetness, of strength with delicacy and tenderness, of a quick perception of the faults and weaknesses of others with an indulgent charity. She held her religious opinions without bigotry and without bitterness, and to say all in a few words, her whole character and life bore the rich fruit of a Christian spirit. Her old age was a lovely and a happy one. Both her bodily and mental faculties were wonderfully preserved. Until within a year she had no severe sickness, and no disabling infirmities, such as often becloud the close of life,

DELIVERED BY THE REV. DR. NEWELL AT pastor of the First Parish and Church in