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My Heart's in the Highlands.

The first four lines of this song are from an old ballad called "The Strong Walls of Derry, "-which does not leave a great deal to be claimed by Burns, who made the remainder. The old melody to which it is set is called "Portmore.” The song was a favorite in the repertoire of Henry Russell, set to music of his own. Harmonized as a Quartette by EDWARD S. CUMMINGS.]

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"MY HEART IS IN THE HIGHLANDS.

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Worth Trusting.

A young woman recently found employment in a crockery store. She immediately began a course of study, in her leisure moments, upon glassware and china. Then she read some recent works upon the appointments of the table, and in a short time, by applying herself to her business, became the most valuable employe in a large bazar.

In a millinery establishment the young woman who found time for reading a book or two on colors and their harmonious combination, found her own taste greatly improved and her ability to please patrons much greater. She was soon a favorite with the employers and customers.

The young woman who, to earn an honorable living, went into a lady's kitchen, and instead of gossiping every evening, found time to read a few good books and household papers, was soon too valuable a housekeeper to be kept in a subordinate position in the kitchen. She knew how a table should look for a formal dinner; she knew what dishes were in season; she knew how to serve a meal in its proper courses; and more than that, she knew something about the food-value of different dishes.

Of course this sounds a wee bit old-fashioned, but the fact remains that there is always “room at the top," and that no unusual amount of intelligence is needed to reach the top. A fair average of good sense and a proper amount of application will accomplish everything.

Here and There With the Lady of the House.

Dear Madam, pray be as kind and courteous to your husband as you were when he was your lover. Then you used to look up to him; do not now look down upon him. Be as unlike as possible to those silly women who seek for the admiration of and try to please every man except the unfortunates who are married to them.

Remember that you are married to a man, who may sometimes be mistaken; be prepared for imperfections.

Once in a while let your husband have the last word; it will gratify him and be no particular loss to you.

Let him know more than you do once in a while; it keeps up his self-respect, and you are none the worse for admitting that you are not actually infallible.

Be reasonable; it is a great deal to ask under some circumstances, but do try; reasonable women are rare-be rare.

Read something in the papers beside the so called woman's pages; have some knowledge of what is going on in foreign countries.

Be a companion to your husband if he is a wise man; and if he is not, try to make him become your companion.

yours.

Raise his standard, do not let him lower

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From fourteen to sixteen is apt to be a trying age to a girl herself, and it is often a period full of puzzles and problems to a girl's mother. Childhood is left behind, and womanhood is not yet here. Too old for dolls and romps, and the unchecked freedom which she had the other day, too young for the company of the older girls to whom she aspires, feeling strangely enough as if she were ten years her own senior, at once timid and bold, restive under restraint, and dependent upon wise guidance, the little maid now needs, as never before, very loving, very

patient and very sympathetic treatment. The tides of her being are rushing in upon her; she does not understand her own moods; she cannot account for her own caprices, she has her little gusts and storms, as well as her hours of sunshine, and in this time of ferment, of revolt, yet of real sweetness and of peril chiefly because of the issues involved, our growing girl is happy if her mother is her dearest and her safest confidante. No other can be so safe, and no other ought to be so dear.

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"What shall I do for my daughter at this most troublesome age?" writes one over-burdened woman. 'Can you tell me of a good school for her, where she will have the best care, be under the best influences, and be wholly guarded from the very thought of beaux?" The latter consideration seems to many parents important beyond every other, where their young daughters are concerned, and it not infrequently happens that the sedulous anxiety of mothers and teachers to shut out the other sex, to seclude the growing girl, or so regulate her intercourse with boys of her own age that it is to the last degree formal and occasional, brings about the very state of things most dreaded.

A girl to whom the idea of boys as beaux would never have occurred, bridles, looks blushingly conscious of their presence, assumes airs and graces, and laughs in an unnatural tone when they appear on the scene, and all because nature and good breeding were forgotten in the first place. If only girls and boys could be permitted to meet and associate on the footing common to friends and playmates, with no thought of sex or of silly sentiment, there would never be the annoyance and the irritation which spring from the placing of these young people in false positions.

But, dear mother, if the mischief has been done, and your little blushing maiden cannot meet boys without behavior that will cause her to be ashamed and regretful when she shall be older, don't think to cure this by sending her away to a boarding-school. The perhaps necessary, yet, to her view, rigid and arbitrary, restrictions which she will encounter there will only confirm her in obstinacy, or arouse an unfortunate antagonism. Keep her rather at home, lovingly, mind you, under your own eye, and, if you have no alternative, let school have the go-by for a year or two. She will not acquire the less readily, nor develop the less charmingly, for an interval spent in studying domestic lore, in learning to be womanly, by being made her mother's companion, friend and daily assistant. The girl who is fully and happily employed in work that occupies the hands, as well as the brain, will generally pass easily and gracefully through the critical period when she is in danger of doing or saying stupid or silly things in regard to boys, who, dear, honest fellows, are perfectly ready to be her friends, comrades and champions, if their fathers and mothers have not made the thing impossible.

Indeed, a somewhat extended observation of boys, and a very pleasant acquaintance with many of them, leads me to the conclusion that they care very

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