"I'm agreed," said Will; "and I'll resign. I have an idea. Suppose you be our president, Mr. Clay?" "I!" laughed the farmer. "Good for you, Will," said the boys. "That's a first-class idea. Will you do it, Mr. Clay?" "Well," said Mr. Clay, after a moment's consideration, "I don't know but I'll accept. It is quite an honor. President of the Snyvyville Do-_Something_ Club!" and he laughed again. I wish I had time to tell you the story of the new club! Under Mr. Clay's presidency, they prospered; and became proud of their club. True to their name, they "did" many things which were for their good, not only, but for the good of others. Some day I may write out their story, or a piece of it. They grew to be very fond of their president, as well as very proud of his schemes. The Do-Nothing Club had but one report in the note-book of their secretary: _Resolved_, That the Snyvyville Do-Nothing Club change its name to the "Do-Something Club," as it has not prospered under the former title, but has been the cause of ten headaches, ten stomachaches, and the loss of two dollars and sixty cents, to the members thereof. (Signed) JAMES POWELL, _Sec'y._ The Club still kept its motto, "Fragi Agrestes," for they thought that "wild strawberries" had taught them a lesson they would not soon forget. PARANETE. [Illustration: "ME TUMBLING OVER AGAINST MOTHER."] SIX O'CLOCK IN THE EVENING. ONE THING I KNOW, THAT WHEREAS I WAS BLIND, NOW I SEE. I AM THE GOOD SHEPHERD; THE GOOD SHEPHERD GIVETH HIS LIFE FOR THE SHEEP. OUR FRIEND LAZARUS SLEEPETH, BUT I GO THAT I MAY AWAKE HIM OUT OF SLEEP. JESUS SAID UNTO HER, I AM THE RESURRECTION AND THE LIFE. "THIS first verse makes me think of another of my miracles," Grandma said, with a very tender smile on her face. "Grandma," said Marion, with almost a shade of reproach in her voice, "did you truly have miracles done for you?" "I thought so, child, and I don't know but I thought pretty near right. They were the dear Lord's loving kindnesses and tender mercies to a naughty child; and those are miracles enough for reasonable people. I'll tell you the story, and see what you think about it. "It was the afternoon before the Fourth, and everybody in our house was very busy. There was to be a great celebration the next day, the largest which had ever been in that part of the world. The speaker was to stop at our house, and several of the leading men were coming to take supper with him, and in the evening there was to be fireworks, great wonderful fire balls, such as we don't see now-days, and fine doings of all sorts.