Edward, Gutman, is an excellent remedy in cases of enlargement of the liver, congestions of the brain produced by mental labor or excitement, and consumption. It is a remedy which our readers would swallow without any repugnance. But the air of Meran is pure, and the patients live out-of-doors. Very likely the pure air and the sunshine, have as much to do with the cures effected as the grapes have, for they are the greatest of medicines. With these evil agencies working against a man, some slight exposure brings on an attack of illness, and the whole body being weakened, gives way in a very short time.
The sudden illness and speedy demise baffle medical skill ; the stricken family and shocked friends are told that overwork was the oause of death, and the press deplores the tendency of our civilization to kill people by overwork, when the real cause of ninetenths of these deaths is as outlined above. The Manufacturer and Builder. In nine out of ten cases of this kind, the true cause of death will be found to be something besides overwork.
We all know professional and business men who work harder than they ought, and yet by taking good care of themselves in the way of diet, exercise, etc. Those who die from " overwork" generally use liquors and tobacco without moderation, keep late hours, and indulge in hazardous speculations outside of their legitimate business. Late hours, Live for something.
Thousands of men breathe, move, and live, pass off the stage of life, and are heard of no more. Why None are blessed by them; none can point to them as the means of their redemption; not a line they wrote, not a word they spoke could be recalled, and so they perished; their light went out in darkness, and they were not remembered more than the insects of yesterday.
Will you thus live and die 0 man, live for something.
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Do good, and leave behind you a monument of virtue that the storms of time can -never destroy. Write your name by kindness, love, and mercy on thousands you come in contact with year by year, and you will never be forgotten. The following is told of a green son of the Evergreen Isle.
He was eating green corn from the cob for the first time. He handed the cob to the waiter and asked, "Will ye plaze put some more beans upon me sthick" Man without religion is a creature of circumstance.
Religion is above all cir cumstances, and will lift him above them. Natural History, and other interesting Topics. Conducted by MRS.
LET'S oftener talk of noble deeds, And rarer of the bad ones, And sing about our happy days, And not about the sad ones. We were not made to fret and sigh, And when grief sleeps, to wake it; Bright Happiness is standing by This life is what we make it. Let's find the sunny side of men, Or be believers in it ; A light there is in every soul That takes the pains to win it.
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Oh 1 there's a slumbering good in all, And we perchance may wake it; Our hands contain the magic wand This life is what we make it. Then here's to those whose loving hearts Shed light and joy about them Thanks be to them for countless gems We ne'er had known without them. Oh I this should be a happy world To all who may partake it; The fault's our own if it is not This life is what we make it. BY MRS. FROM earliest antiquity, man has sought to perpetuate the memory of the dead by some kind of lasting monument.
Among the ancient nations, some form of structural tomb was very commonly provided for this purpose. Believing, as many of them did, that the spirits of the dead lived a kind of shadowy life, hovering about the tomb in which they were buried, and depending for their well-being entirely upon the honors bestowed upon them by their descendants, they spared no pains to make these last habitations as enduring as possible.
Far more labor and greater expense was often bestowed upon the construction of the abode for the dead than upon the dwellings of the living. Their houses they called inns, because men dwelt there but a brief period ; their tombs they termed everlasting mansions, because the dead lived there forever.
The Greeks and Romans attached the greatest importance to the burial of the dead or. The rites of burial and burning seem to have both been used by the early Romans. With the latter method the body was reduced to ashes.
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These were quenched with wine, collected by the relatives of the departed, and finally deposited in an urn made of clay, glass, marble, bronze, or silver, according to the standing of the deceased. The Roman tombs usually consisted of a vault, in which were placed the urns or the sarcophagi, as the case might be, with a chamber above adorned with statues or effigies of the dead, and where all requisite ceremonies for the honor of the departed were held.
They varied in size according to the wealth and distinction of the deceased, many of them being large and superbly adorned, both within and without, with statuary, vases, and other works of art. If the family of the deceased was large, a patrimonial tomb was usually provided. The laws of ancient Rome provided that no dead should be burned or buried within the city ; hence nearly all their tombs were constructed outside the walls.
The gradual extension of the city limits has included some of the older tombs, so that to-day one occasionally sees in Rome a strange commingling of ancient monumental structures and modern architecture. Most of the tombs, however, were erected near some road leading from the city out across the broad Campagna that surrounds it. Few places around Rome are possessed of more historic interest than this street of ancient tombs.
Although scarcely a single one of the many hundred structures which once lined the road on either side is now aught but ruins, yet their manner of construction was so superior that the ravages of time have not entirely obliterated their original form, and one can gain an excellent idea of their architecture, although the government has removed most of their contents and decorations to safer keeping within the various museums of the city.
We spent the anniversary day of Rome's foundation, which occurred during our stay in the city, in an excursion on the Appian Way among the tombs of her great men. Just within the old city Wall indeed it forms a part of the wall, Aurelian having drawn his line so as to cross it is the tomb of Caius Cestius. It is a pyramid in form, one hundred and twenty-one feet in height, and ninety-six in width at its base.
It is built of brick incased with white marble, now blackened by the hand of time. Its interior is adorned with paintings still in tolerable preservation. Of the history of the occupant, little is known, save the information contained in the inscription on the monument, which tells us that he was one of the Epulones whose duty it was to prepare the banquets for the gods on any occasion of public joy or sorrow.
The prospect which opened before us after leaving the city was magnificent. The broad, prairie-like Campagna, stretching away on either side for miles and miles, its green verdure flecked with snowy daisies, scarlet poppies, and other brilliant tropical flowers, with the blue of the sky above reflected on the Alban Mountains in the distance, made up a scene of unsurpassing natural beauty.
For miles are seen the picturesque ruins of the ancient acqueducts, extending across the plains. By the roadside on either hand are continuous rows of ruined tombs. Fragments of their inscriptions, reliefs, and broken bits of statuaryhere a hea dless trunk, there a marble foot, an arm, or a handare scattered promiscuously among the flowers, like leaves in autumn time.
Of the few tombs in tolerable preservation, the most conspicuous is that of Ccecilia Metella, wife of the younger Crassus.
It is a circular structure, sixty-five feet in diameter, resting on a square basement, originally covered with travertine. The wall is twenty feet in thickness, and is adorned with a frieze of festoons of flowers and rams' heads alternating with each other. The original entrance is buried beneath the surrounding soil, but an opening has been made by which the interior can be visited. There is little to be seen other than the vault and chamber, however, as the sarcophagus and statuary have long since been removed to the city museums.
A large tomb near by is conjectured to have been erected for Messalu Corvinus, a distinguished statesman and poet under Augustus. A few of the tombs have a crematory connected with them, where the funeral pile was erected, and the body consumed to ashes. On the top of one immense, ancient tomb, the Normans of more modern times constructed a fortress tower. Upon still another an ingenious Italian has erected a small dwelling-house, in which he lived, in order, by means of the higher altitude, to escape the malaria so prevalent upon the Campagna.
In many instances the capacious vaults of these old tombs now furnish a shelter to sheep, donkeys, and goats from the hot summer sun and pelting autumn rains. The ancient pavement of the Appian Way is well preserved in many places, and one can feel that he is treading upon the same stones over which Nero's chariot thundered, and St.
Paul dragged his weary footsteps toward his last earthly home. Tombs of kings, philosophers, and other persons of note abound, as can be learned from the fragmentary inscriptions to be seen. On our return we visited the tomb of the Scipios, where once were entombed the families of the famous consuls, the poet Ennius, and several members of other families of note. The structure was originally one of great magnificence, but there remains little to be seen, the inscriptions and monuments having been removed to the Vatican museum for preservation.
Adjacent to this tomb are three tombs, arranged to contain a arge number of cinerary urns, and termed Columbaria, because the niches in which the urns are deposited so greatly resemble pigeon holes columbaria. Such tombs were usually used by great families for depositing the ashes of their slaves and dependents. We visited the one in which were deposited the urns containing the ashes of Cwsar'S household.
The tomb is a square excavation in the earth; around its sides in tiers, one above another, like the pigeon holes of a writing-desk, are the niches for the urns, with the names of the persons whose ashes they contain inscribed over Ar them. The inscriptions are well preserved, and r we noted 'among many others the names of Tryphena and Tryphosa, mentioned by Paul in the last chapter of his epistle to the Romans.