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A new daily paper is to be publizhed at Ottawa. NEWS IN A NUTSHELL- The total majority 'of Mr. Gagnon in Kamouraskals 59. FIVE MINUTES’ SELECT READING. Summary of Foreignr Domestic and War Items-Concise. Pnlny and Pointed. There is a strike among the employees of the Perth car works. At Bracebrid'ge, the steamer Flora Barnés was burned to the level of the ice. Another instanée 'of friends having to ran- som-bodles stolen by Montreal medical stu- dents is reported. Timothy Milloy, murderer of Mr. N esbitt, at Longue Point, was committed for trial at the March Assizesl ' At Kingston a party of eight women were immersed recently by a sleigh breaking through the ice. Aman named Simpson was scalped by a. falling brick at the new public building at Hamilton. Quite a scene occurred at the recent an- nual meeting of the Royal Canadian Insur- ance Company. The Canadian Pacific have just secured a large space at the Amsterdam exhibition, which opens next May. H. F. Depsud’s block at West Lynne, containing ‘320,000 worth of general mer- chandise, was destroyed by fire. It is expected that the services of the ex- tra. staff employed on the census will be dis- pensed with after next June. ~ Carl Oslen, the interpreter at the immi- gration agency, Ottawa, missinz for about two weeks, is said to be in Chicago. The late Bishop Pinsonneault was buried with much solemnity and little pomp, his will forbidding it. ~ Otto 8. Weeks, Q.C., a leading barrister of Nova Scotia, and M.P.P. for Gug‘sbore’, has been arrested fpr Wife beating. At Moneton, N. 13., the gymnasium build- ing belonging to Sackville Collegiate Insti- tute was burned down recently. At Erie, Pa., Geo. Riddle was discovered with a terrible gash in his skull above the The second officer in command of this year’s artilletjy team at Shoeburyness will be selected from “A” or “B” battery. Young Carlile, the murderer, was lynched at Kansas. He confessed he was influenced to the committal of the murder by reading of the exploits of Jesse James. .Miss Hermanie Letellier, the- younge'st daughter of the late Lieut.-Govenor Letel- lier, was reported dying on Thursday last. Hrs. Green, widow of a member of the chamber of commerce, New York, has don- ated $57,000 to the chamber for the benefit; of unsuccessful merchants. Miss Costigan, daughter of Hon. John Gostigan, has been married to Mr. Walter Armstrong of Fraud Falls, N.B. A Port Colborne. Ont, boy, sued his late master, a. Buifalo druggist, for discharging him and throwing him through a window. He got $1,000. Charles Smith, acolorcd man, made a dash for liberty, out of St. Vincent de Paul Peni- tentiary, but was re-captured. Henry A. Bewen was indicted for corrupt- ]y endeavouring to influence the juror Dick- son in the star route case. Messrs. Gobier & Co. ’3 dry-good store, Montreal, has been damaged to the extent of several thousand dollars by fire. r Hy. Bulmer has been asked to be a candi- date for the mayoralty of Montreal. Three thousand names were signed to his requisi- tiom. Apainter namefl George Baker, living with his stop-daughter at No. 63 Dalhousie street, Ottawa, tumbled down >stairs and killed himself. , Foreman’s gas building at Dayton, 0., a $100,000 structure, was destroyed by an ex- plosion of coal gas. One man was killed. A Kingston lady. for a second time, has relapsed Into a sort of trance, having little feeling, and dreamy appearance, and the com dition of utter ‘helpleasness. An extensive salt producing field has been discovered at Warsaw, New York State. ' ‘ A man named John .H.‘ Hill, of Turtle Mountain, formerly of Milton, Ont, where he has a. family, attempted to cut his throat near Waukapa. ' Captain Abbie Thompson says they have some to Kingston to stay ; that at Kingston the Salvation Army will be found when the angel Gabriel blows his trumpet. The Lunenburg, U. S. bank, was robbed of $5,000, by a. young man named Guy, who when arrested disclosed the hiding place, and the whole amount; was recover- ed. Sam Wakefield (colored), ex-state senator suicided by shooting at New Orleans. The Federal bank is suing J. H. Blumen- thal, at Montreal, for $1,567, part of the paper deposited by the absconder, Louis Lewis, Blumenthal's sou-in-law. As Alf. Allworth, clerk in Stuart’s Bank, Kingsville, was looking the bank door he was pounced upon by three masked men, gagged, and dragged into th 2 bank, and wit- nesssed the cleaning out of the safe. The Newhall House inquestis closed. The verdict-is not yet made known. Night watchman Lynch was badly burned at the New York dock fire. The ship Black Hawk, from New York, lost seven of her crew on the passage. It is rumoured Secretary Frelinghuyaen proposes to resign on account of ill-health. Congress has voted by two to one not to put_a duty of ten per cent on quinine. The House Ways and Means Committee Has decided to report a. billApreventing the importation of adultemted tea. There is much ill-feeling existing among the students of mllside Colfege. The decrees of the United States public debt for J anuary.was $13,636,883. UNITED STATES. DOMESTIC. eye, and upon regaining consciousness made oath that he was set upon by three sons of J05. Bettolini, an old Corsican, whom Riddle slew in that; city thirty years ago GENERAL. The murders of Lord Mountmorris have been arrested. At Alexandria great distress prevails among the poorer Europeafis. The St. Petersburg banking house of Jacobson is reported to have suspended. Bismark is indisposed, and will probably be confined to bed for several days. Informiytiou relating to crimes committed it}, lgelaggq,‘ gqntinqes to Eome u}? freely. I'IThe British gunboat Foster Dhas géne to the Isle of Sky to over-awe the crofters. The Czar and Czarina will proceed about the middle of April to Moscow for corona- tion in May. A number of warrants are still out in Ire- land againstrthe members of the secret or- ganizations. The German Progressixi party’s attabks on the army have greatly irrstated the Gover- ment. A steamer and two other vessels were wrecked off Lundy Island. The crews of all three were drowned. No agreement has been arrived at between Austria. and Roumania, in regard to the Danubian question. German officers in the employ of the Porto have drawn up a plan for the reorganization ofv-the Turki;h army. Members of _the criminal-societies in Ire- land are becaman terrified, and are offering to turn informers. At Bombay twenty-three persons have been killed and twenty-eight injured during a. panic in a wool factory. Mr. Chamberlin, speaking at Swansea, said the next session of Parliament would be interesting, but not exciting. The bill proposinga loan or 76,155,000 nearly for railway purpose has been intro- duce into the Prussian Diet. The barque Eliza, from Burges,Nfld. has arrived at the Island of Jersey. Her com- mander, Capt. Cox, is dead. All barns, stables, sheds and other build- ings intended for the shelter of domestic animals should be so arranged as to com- mand all the sunlight passable. For this purpose invariably place the stalls on the eastern and southern sides of the building. The Windows should be large and sufficient- ly numerous. There is no fear of too much sun light, either in the house or in the barn. We have no right to deprive our animals, any more than our children, of that which has been diffused so liberally. The. cantonal Government of Neuschatel has issued a. proclamation candemning the recent attack upon the Salvation Army. John Kynaston Cross, member of Parlia- ment, says the Indian cotton trade is prov- ing that England may Well stand by her own strength. An injunction was applied for in London at the suit of the Cunard Steamship Com- pany, restraining David MacIver from trad- ing under the name of Burns & MacIver. “Kneevbreeches are coming into use in Boston,” said a, fashionable Blank street tailor. ‘ ‘For every-day wear?” “No. not yet; but that will come soon enough. I mean for evening parties. I am making a. pair of knee-breeches for a young man to wear evenings when he goes in full dreas. Several of our ‘toniest’ young men are wearing them at dinners and at parties. In New York a. number of young men mov- ing in the best’circleh Waived towear knee-breaches with full dress." Why are buttons placed on the back of a coat? Mr. Gotch remarks that the tailors say that they are there to “mark the waist.” But why should the waist be marked? As a matter of fact, the only reason for the ex-' istence of these two buttons is that they are a. survival from the time when they were of use, when men buttoned back the long flaps of their coats to walk more freely, or found them useful in sustaining the sword-belt. Another rudimentary organ may be found at the end of the sleeve. There is aIWaysa cuff marked generally by a. double row of stitches. which performs no useful service, unless it is to remind us that our forefathers had facing to their sleeves, ‘ and that the little buttons which still appear at the end were of real use when the sleeves were tight at the wrist. Another inevitable feature of the coat is the collar. In old times this col- lar was of some service; it was large and turned up well in inclement weather ; in order to allow of its buttoning properly around the neck, a nick was necessary. But, though we hardly ever think of turn- ing up an ordinary coat-collar, and find it of little use if we do, we still preserve both it and the nicks as survivals. The stove- pipe hat, too, is only the carcass on which our ancestors were wont to display ribbons and knots and other gauds. In itself it is both ugly and uncomfortable. Then we wear absurd neckties that do not tie and pins that do not pin. “Om; result of Oscar Wilde’s example and preachmg, I suppose ‘3" ventured the inquir- mgggwspapggglan. V‘Oh, Ifo ; Wilde didn’t start it. Haven’t you heard of Gotch? Don’t you know that Gotch says that men are comfortably and conveniently dressed, but that beauty is cogspicuoualy {absent in ghei}: attire I: ItAappears, observes the Boston Herald, that this rival of Oscar had put his ideas regarding men’s dress into print. Trousers are not economical, inasmuch they get baggy at the knee long before they are worn out, and they are always getting dirty at the ankles. They are not specially adapted either for cold or wet. On a wet day It is the part from the knee downward that catches the rain and necessitates the chang- ing of the whole garment. Indeed, it is the way in which they ignore the knee-ioin‘t which renders trousers so practically objec- tionable. It is at this joint they drag, and not only spoil their own shape, but inflict a sense oftiqhtness over the whole body by means of the braces. Absurdxties of Men‘s Dress. Sunught 1n Stables. A Girl‘s Remarkable Story o! How 8110 Was Saved From Premature Burial. " Here is a. young woman who has had as curious an experience, I think, as any you ever heard of,” said a Greenpoint lady to the reporter. “Clara, show him the 1019??” Miss Clara Munce, who was sewing up on a. dress for the lady who spoke, laid apide her work, and, going to a drawer in’the sideboard, 1:001: out a silvér coffin plate, whieh she offered for inspection. It; bore ‘the inscription : “It. refers to me,” replied Miss Munce quietly. “ It was on my oofl‘inâ€"-at least I suppose I may call it my coffin, though I was not buried in it. Ioccupied it, how- ever, for some hours, and had it not; been for the intelligence of .a lady who came to attend my tuneral I should have been in it now. My uncle took it to his home in Chicago, Where he is fond of showing it to his fnenda and telling my story. I kept the plate, which I seldom allow any one to see, for the recollections it awakens are not pleasant. “‘Nhy, to Whom does this refer '2 the_1_‘_epqrper. ' l “ When I was a. young girl I was in very delicate health. I used to fall into trances. in which I knew all that was going on around me and heard every word said In the room where I lay, but I could not speak or make the slightest sign. of life. My body grew gradually colder, but ordinarily I aroused myself with a. start within ten or fifteen minutes. The doctor- said it was a form of epilepsy, and warned me that some day or other an attack might be prolonged. and mistaken for death. is always afl‘ected me under the same conditions. Aft‘er sleep- ing, as consciousness slowly returned, I found myself wide awake, but unable to speak or'move. - “ After. the doctor’s caution I began to grow afraid of myself. It was a horrible sensation}, ,I (In aded to go to sleep at night, and. though drownineas over owered me at last, I awoke un‘retreshed. , uring the day; 1 was lafiguid and tired, but I dared not lie down, for I knew by experience that if I slept by gaylight I was almost certain to fa‘l inton‘ trance on awaking. As a, con'sequence of all thinnean disturbance I became seriously ill, and I was.orde’red to the country ; but before arrangements could be made for me to go I was stricken down with brain fever, and {by lifg W313 despaired of. “ I had heard the inscription on the plate read aloud, o‘ver and over again: ‘Clam Munce.- Aged 16 years. Poor‘girl. So young to be carried away. But she was always delicate 1’ Oh, why could I not speak? I could not even try to speak or move. All volition seemed to have died in me, and I could only pray silently that I might die too before the last rites were per- “ For more than two days I lay motion- less on the bed. Tuberoses were strewn over me. Friends came to see me, and re- minded each other of good’ qua‘ities in me that neither by myself ‘or others had ever before been suspected. I heard it all. No- body spoxe of me except as a, corpse ; none noticed, what I am sure must have been apparent, that my face had not lost the col- or of life, and on the night of June 4 I lay beside my open coffin ! 0n the morning of the 5th I wasput into it, for I was to be buried thnt day. “ Oh, the misery of that day and the night following 1 0n the morning of June 3 my body was cold and stiff, and, while my mind wasasactive as ever I knew that I looked like a corpse. My friends thought me dead, and when the doctor came they stood aside, silent and weeping, and made way for him to approach the bed. He looked at me steadily for a. few seconds, and' then said {everentiallyz ' > ‘1 The‘brain fever was conquered, but I was very weakâ€"so weak that I did not rally. The doctor, always cheerful, said I never would. I lay for days neither asleep nor awake, but not in a. trance, for I could move and speak feebly. ‘ She may go out like the snuff of'a. candle any minute,’ said the doctor in 'my hearing, and I never verified his preniction by going out at once. “ One dayâ€"nit was June 2, 1864â€"1 felt that I was really improving. Life seemed to be coming back to me. The doctor had not noticed it, but I knew by the unwanted distmctness with which the rumble of the Greenpoint waggons struck upon my ear that. I was gathering new strength. At last I grew tired, and, for the first time in seve- ral weeks, I slept soundly and healthily. “ I awoke slowly, with the rigor of limb that I knew so well. ‘ An unutterable h‘or- hor took possession of me as I felt that I was in a trance and remembered the 00:1 doctor’s capacity for blundering. My ears were well founded, for half an hour later, when the nurse came to look at me, I heard her utter a quick exclamation of alarm, and hurrying away, she called my mother and sisters. The dootor was summoned, and arrived when all my relatives in the house were around my bed. He felt my pulse, put his hand upon my forehead, forced open one of my eyes, and examined the pupil, little thinking that I saw him as lainly as he saw me, and sorrowfully remar ed : “ ‘I feared it: She is going {astl’ “ And this. was the man who had first told me that an epileptic fit might be so pro- longed as to be mistaken for death. My indxgnation at that moment absolutely over- powered my fear. Otherwise, I believe I should have died on the spot. “Now; before the fever attacked me, and while‘I was confined to my bed by the sickness brought on by anxiety about my condition the trences seemed to disappear. When I Slept I was refre bed, and awoke at once to full vigor, an not, as formerly, by slow degrees, to wretched helplessness and ‘immibility. I think I shouldhave es- caped thefbrain fever had it not been for the doctor. He told me that the epilepsy was only mustering its torces for an attack more vigorous than any I had yet experienc- edâ€"as a. storm sometimes lulls before it sweeps everything before it. He fright- ened: me‘ terribly, and my brain gave “ ‘Yes, poor c'reature, she is gone !’ and hego‘veredyy face with the shget._ A DAY IN A GOFFIN. CLARA MUNCE, Died June 3, 1864, Aged 16 Years. asked. “ The undertaker’s men were in the room, waiting to fasten down the coffin lid. Kisses innumerable had been pressed. upon my face, and I had given up all hope of life, when an old lady, worth all the rest of the visitors put together, elbowed the others out of her way, and stood beside the coffin. She was my Aunt Jane. and she had come from Albany to see her favorite niece for the last time. Her presence seemed to calm me, for we loved each other so well that I could not think it possible that she would allow me to be buried alive. She was stooping to kiss me when she suddenly started back with the very simple and home- ly remark : ' “ ‘Why, her nose is bleeding !’ “ It‘was perfectly true, though up to that time nobody had noticed it. My mental figony had made my nose bleed. _ formed, but I felt that there was little chance at that, because I was fu‘l of life. A Touch: 113 Incident. Three persons stood together under a gas light. A few doors adjacent was a saloon, and through its half open door came snatches of coarse laughter and licentious song, in- terjected with Occasional oaths. Of the three figures standing near at hand one was a. man apparently of middle age, well-formed, and bearing upon his bleared and rum-suf- fused countenance memories of better days. The other two were females, apparently his wife and daughter. The face of the elder woman was pale and anxious, while that of the younger was 'pitiful and sad. Only ’frazments of their conversation could be heard, but it was clearly evident the wife was eagerly imploring the partially imbrut- ed husband to go home with them, but he refused, and tried, in a maudlin way, to in- ‘ duce them to leave him alone. V“Now, the doctor knew quite enough about his business to be very much start- led at seeing fresh blood flowing from a body that had been dead two days. He examined my face and said hastily, as he for the first time noticed the color, “ Take her back to bed.”. “The suddenness and immensity of the relief restored 9.11 my faculties, and as the men took me up 1 said, with hardly an effort, and in perfec§natura1_tones : “I think ,I have told you nearly the whole story. I recovered very quickly, and have never had a. trance since, The doctor still practices medicine in Greenpoint, and is considered one of its best authorities on diseases of children, and whenever he sees me he tells me confidentially that from the first he had a. ‘latent suspicion that the vital spark lingered somewhere,’ but I do him the justice to discredit the statement.” â€"â€"New York Sun. “‘Thank §ou, doctor. How are you, Auntie '1’ V What was he thinking of ? What hidden chord of memory had been thus evoked within himâ€"even through the blinding daze of drink, which held him mind and body fast within its clutch ‘3 Were the memories of the old times, purer, better days, when he sat with mother, wife and child at his own and their fireside a sober, trusted, self- reliant man? God knowethâ€"He and the man himself; but as the fragments of melody rolled back upon his awakening senses they awoke other echoes within his soul, echoes of the pastâ€"as he beheld himself now in contrast with what he had been; and without a word of further par- leying he allowed the two waiting ones to slip their arms within his own, and quiet as alamb he went with his own flesh to their home ; and the three disappeared into the shadowy night, he walking uncertain, but uttering no word. What had moved him thus? What was it that had thus touched his heart as with a magician’s wand, caus- ing the unseen tears to surge up within his soul as they had not before, perhaps, for years '3 It was not much, but it was enough; for the merry group was singing “Home, Sweet Home.” Table tippingâ€"Feeling the restaurant waster. The best chest protectorâ€"A dollar to the baggage man. The small boy is fond of the pantomine at the theatre, but objects to “slippered pantaloon” at home. The prudent man picks up a. pin, and the im- prudent boy picks up pins all n‘ght in the tenpin alley, and does not make much either. In 1780 the British mm-of-war Hussar was wrecked in Hell Gate, having on board about $5,000,000 in gninens. In 1794 an expedition was sent out from England, and for two seasons attempted to raise the wreck, but was forbidden to work longer by the United States Government. In 1819 another attempt, Was made by an English company with a diving bell, but with no success. Since then a'number of companies have organized only to meet with failure. VVithing the past five years a new company has been at work, using the latest sub-marine armor and appliances. A sloop firmly an- chored about 100 yards from the New York side of the East River, three-quarters of a mile above Ward’s Island, is the company’s headquarters, and marks the spot Where the Hussar sank, with her bows pointing to the north. The stock is divided into 48,000 shares of $100 each. Cannon, cannon balls, manacles, gun flints, silver plate and bones have been found. One day a brass box was brought to the surface. It was full of jewels, with anecklace of brilliants. It was left for amoment on the deck, and disappeared, never to be seen on board again. A lump of silver, made of various coins agglomerated by the action of the water, has been found, together with scatiering gold 'coins. But the main treasure remains yet to be found. Just then there came merrily trooping around a corner close at hand u. group [of young people of both sexes. who were evi- dently returning from some festival or en- tertainment. As the party wine into High street, they commenced singing, crossing the street. Their voices, well blended, poured forth a. flood of harmony upon the still night air, and as the group of singers gradually disappeared in the distance, snatches of mel- ody came floating back upon the ears of the listeners, including the group of three before referred to. They ceased talking and list- ened“ Thestolid rum-blotehed features of the man worked convulsiver as the sweet cadences wafted back to his ear from the increasing distance, growing fainter, then merging 1n echoes, and finally ceasing alto« gether. A Sub-Marine Treasure. :«<«o>«: It would be money in‘ the pocket, happi- ness to the heart, and sedative to the nerves of the great American peopleâ€"especially its women kindâ€"if they knew how to walk, and how to enjoy Walking. They are a. fine rucephysi'callv ; if they had more flesh on their bones and blood in their veins; if they did not labor under the delusion that it was a breach of good manners for any woman professing to belong to a social life to weigh more than a hundred and twent -flve pounds. They have good heads end hne foreheads when the prevalent spasm for bangs passes over and allows you to see them, but the tedency of both brainslnnd body is toward length without breadth or thickness. ‘ They mount high, bht go neither boldly nor deeply enough. They are full of new ideas, of gropings and graspings ; they are rich in inventions and innovations ; but the solid thought necessary to‘amalgamate all these brilliancies and vagaries in sound sense and make practical wisdom come from it is what we most need. And walking will do it by a natural doctrine oi evolulion. For walk ‘ ing doth beget healthy appetite which cries for food, and food makes blood, and blood left to itself develops brawn and brain. When the shoulders widenâ€"everything else being equalâ€"the mental process broadens also. This is a fact in mental philosophy. An exchange asks why women would rather clerk in stores on starvation wages than do household work for which they would be well paid. There is no mystery about it. The young lady who does house-work or domestic serviceI as it is termed, is to a certain extent socially os~ tracised. The one that clerks in a store or writes in an office receives some slight social recognition. A young: society gentleman may escort her to the opera. house or to social gathering without violating the rules'o good society, but let him escort his mother’s hired cook to a. fashionable party, and even his sisters would not know her. Of course it will be said that society has various social grades and that while a. young lady may be in place and take a high position in one grade, she might be verymuch out of place in another. This is all Very true. But every spirited youno; lady wants to get into the hlghest grade. and she well knows that through the kitchens of others as a domestic servant, is not the road that leads to it. Let society recongnize the dignity of labor. Let the honest working girl feel that when she hires out she has not forfeiteiall claims to social recognition. Let them feel that virtue and culture, and not silk and airs are the passport to good society. But siggestions awaken thought. .Wo- man-hood, asawhole, can be nothing more than ideal. This grand abstraction may re- present much to a. lofty mind : it may be thin, poor, weak and low in the paltry thought of another. This fragile but bravo woman was holding in the clear light of her mental vision all the strong points of the score or more of exceptional women who have been discusingr some of the grave est questions of the day. Mrs. Howe’s in- sight, Mrs. Livermore’s eloquence, Lucv‘ Stone’s concentrated purpose, Abby May’s incisive power of statementâ€"in a word the special excellence of each speaker who had taken part in these long sessions of varied work, successively hotel for emulation 1 No wonder she found her tired hopes sank intoaminor key. A crocus may possibly bloom in a. light snow drift ; but a whole snow-bank hurled upon it in an avalanche is simply crushing. It blooms at the first warmth of spring ; but is hopelessly wilted by the heat of a July sun. ‘ “ I try to do my best ; but I find myself so far from reaching my ideal.” A young irl said this the other day at the VVoman’s ongress after listening 'several da) 5 to the many able papers and telling short speegyes. l “ From reaching your ideal of what :7" asked an older woman. ‘ “ My ideal of true womanhood.” “ But no one woman can expect to reach her ideal of all womanhood !” ‘ " No I Suppose not,” admitted the girl, thoughtfully. “I suppose I ought to reach something, though, better than I have reached.” The crowd drifted past, carry: ing with it the wistful, earnest face ; and the dropped cqnversatiqn wag not_resum9d. My young friend is carrying without com- plaint some of the sadly heavy burdens which nowadays fall unpityingly upon girlish shoulders. I hear of her as persever- lng, uncompromising,faithful to the hardest trusts ; yet moving on as one looking out patiently for firmer foothold and an upward pathway on a toilsome road, and I am: my- self : Is not she nearer to her own proper ideal self than many of these whom the world better knows and more freely honors? A SHIFTING BOG. The shifting bog which is threatening to orerwhelm a part of the town of Castlerea, in Ireland, is a very interesting phenomen- on, and one of the most singular results of the heavy rain which have of late prevailed. in various parts of Europe. Thousands of acres of land have already been overwhelm. ed by the hog, and several farm houses have been destroyed. To those who think of a'bog only as a low, swampy piece of ground, it may seem strange that it can change its place and move across the country. Bogs, however,are not necessarily low or level, and some of thc se of Ireland present a hilly ap- pearance. They grow by the accumulation of vegetable matter, and when softened, as in this case, by lone: continued rains, may encroach upon the neighboring country. It is to be hoped that some means will be found to stop the advance of the bog upon Castlerea. N of. long since Lily, ulittle girl of 5 years, after saying her evening prayers, began to indulge in an original petition of her own, varying it according to her moods. She was aware that she had not been particularly good on a. certain day, and. her evening prayers were thus an plemented: “I pray the Lord to make Li y a, good little girl, and if at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.” IOPICS FOR. WOMEN. WOMAN’S WORK, AGAIN. IDEAL WOMEN. Lily's Prayer. “'ALKING.