Sweet Seventeen.
She is but a child — Seventeen to-day — Has laughed and smiled The years away, Deeming all bright — So sweet life's cvp — And now to-night She is " grown up." Decked with fair flowers, Their grace her own, She reigns for hours On queenly throne ; And all the night Is bright and fair, For, swift as light, Love flutters there. Ah, sweet Seventeen ! 'Tis ever so ; Love comes unseen, But will not go 1 Yet be Love true — A faithful guest — Then well for you, For life is blest. : - — G. WeatherliY, m CasseVs Magazine.
Mangin, the celebrated black-lead pencilmaker of Paris, is dead. He drove every day m an open carriage, attended by a servant, to his Btands either by the column of the Place Venddmo or on the Place de la Bourse. His servant handed him a case, from which he took large portraits of- himself and medals with descriptions of his pencils, which he hung on either side of him. He then replaced his round hat with a magnificent burnished helmet, mounted with brilliant plumes. For bis overcoat he donned
a costly velvet tunio with gold fringes. He then drew a pair of polished steel gauntlets upon his hands, covered his breast with brilliant cuirass, and placed a richly mounted sword at hi 3 side. His servant then put on a velvet robe and helmet, and struck up a tuna on an organ mounted m gold. To the crowds gathered around he then exclaimed : "I am Mangin, the great charlatan of France 1 Years ago I hired a modest shop m the Rug Rivoli, but could not sell pencils enough to pay my rent. Now, attracted by my sweeping cre3t, my waving plumes, my din and glitter, I Bell millions of pencils." This was true. His pencils were the very best.
Newspapeb men, like poets, are born, not made. If nature has intended a man for a journalist he will drift into journalism m spito of all obstacles. He may have been educated as a lawyer, a clergyman, a doctor, or a backwoodsman, but he will be certain to nibble at journalism till he Igeta caught. — Detroit Free Press.
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Manawatu Standard, Volume IV, Issue 270, 11 October 1884, Page 5 (Supplement)
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361Sweet Seventeen. Manawatu Standard, Volume IV, Issue 270, 11 October 1884, Page 5 (Supplement)
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