llif it rf 1 i l If II If l If II INI IMlT mAJTcx7r' AN INDEPENDENT FAMILY NEWSPAPER. i7rX7r Vol. "VI. New Bloomllcld, Pa.Tucsday, May 28,1872. IVo. S3. is potilisiisd every Tuesday morning, r FEANK MORTIMER & CO., At New Blooinfleld, Terry Co., Ta. Being provided with Steam l'owcr, mid large Cylinder and Job-Presses, we are prepared to do nil kinds of Job-Printing in good style and at Low Prices. ADVERTISING HATES I Transient 8 Cents per line for one Insertion. 13 " " twolnsortlons. 15 " " "three Insertions. Bnslness Notices In Local Column 10 Cents per line. Notices of Marriages or Deaths Inserted free. Trlbutos of Respect, &e, Ten cents per line. YEARLY ADVEItTiaEMENTS. Ten Lines Nonpareil one year ! 10,00 Twonty lines " " " 8 18.U0 S- For longer yearly adv'ts tonus will bo given Upon application. Herman's Courtship. t "I" DON'T know how to answer you. JL Your news Is very hard for mo to bear. I feel amazed, angry, Herman." llorman Wilson, himself, tho picture of sorrowful amazement, looked at his undo in silence, ns the old man spoko with angry vehemence, lie was a tall, stalwart young man of twenty-four, with a fresh, haudsomo face, now doeply clouded. His undo was not over fifty, hut an appearance of ill health and focbloness mado hira scorn much older. His usual pallor crept once more over his flushed, excited faoo beforo ho spoke again to Hermau, and his angry voice was gentle as its wont, as ho said: "I wao hasty, Herman, hurt aud sur prised. . Tell mo now, how did it happon ?" " I scarcely know how to toll you, sir," said his nephew, respectfully. " Where did you meet this girl ?" "Miss Millor," said Herman, flushing a little at his uncle's designation, "was very intimate with Mr. Grey's daughters. I mot her there. Mr. Grey made me wel come in bis homo as soon as I hecanio his rlcrk." "You met her at Grey's. Well ?" " I lovod her. That is all." "All! Enough, I should think. And bIio loves you, I suppose, or I should not have heard all this?" "Sho loves me," said tho young man, with pardonablo prido. ' "Oh, Herman, why couldn't you havo fallen in love with one of Grey's girls? Nice, domestic, home-liko girls, that would have made a home for you. I know this is an idle, stuck-up girl, if sho is not fooliug you." " I think you misjudgo hor, undo." ' " Don't tell me," was the answer, at onoo sad and impatient. " Sho is John Miller's daughter. I can never wdcomo hor lioro. Never!" " I hope you will not hold to that resolu tion, Uncle James." " I suppose you wero iullueuced some by the thirty thousand dollars her mother left her?" " I didu't know sho had one cent." "Her mother kept that safely, aud loft it to the daughter. I knew that at the time she died. Oh, my lad, think hotter of it. Money is not everything." " I tell you I never heard of her money till this minute. I wish you would see her." "I I see hor? Nover! If you marry John Miller's daughter, you may take leave of me and the farm. I'll have none of that blood around mo. John Miller's daughter !" " But, undo, you would not turn me away from here from the only homo I have known since my paronts died?" "Bah I you won't caro for that Youv'e been living in Tournay a year now, and you say Mr. Grey makes you a good offer if you stay with him. Then your wife will be rich, so you need not caro for the farm," For, bo It known, James Wilson had bad a soro heart evor sinco his nephow had left tho fa.m, and gono to be a clerk in tho town near by. He did not liko farming, ho said, and could inuke moie money in town. But as his uncle spoke now, llorman suddenly remembered the years spent in this his only home, the kind, fatherly love of his rela tive, and spoke with honcBt warmth. " I do care for the farm, Undo James, aud I caro still more for your love No matter how much money Lmako or hold, I can never havo another such homo or father." "Well, boy, why dou't you stay hero, thou? Oh, if it was anybody but John Miller's girl I" " But, Undo James, it is John Miller's phi. Will you toll me why one of Mr. Givy's daughters would have suited you any better?" There was a dead silenco in the room for some minutes ofter this. Undo James spoke at last, In a low tone, as if ho was reading instead of conversing. " When I was a young man, Horman, not older than you are now, I was working on this iarm for old Squire Hoyward, who was very fond of me even then." "He left you the farm did he not ?" " Yes, but there was no talk of that then. I was only a form hand, though tho old squire always chose mo to drive him out, or to do any business that required a trusty person. Ho had no family, bo it mode a stir when his sister diod in Now York, and her daughter came to livo on the farm. Sho was the handsomest woman I ever saw in my lifo, quito young, about seventeen, but with all the self-possession and coquetry of a woman of thirty. I was, as I Baid, often about hor father, and met Arabela that was her namo frequently. Sho was so kind to me, so gracious, had so many winning ways, that bIio had my heart in hor grasp in less than a week. My lovo was fairly worshiping, and when sho would give mo smiles and words of encourage ment, how was I, a poor country boy, to know it was all skillful coquetry, tho sport of a hard-hoartcd flirt ? Then John Millor came, aud he too loved her. Ho was a young lawyer, who settled in town but camo over hero very often, somotimes for a week's visit at one time. Arabela played her part so well, that 1 never suspected the truth till I summoned up courago to ask her to be my wifo in tho future, when sho told mo sho'was engaged to John Millor. While we wero talking John, Miller came in, and she told him my choiished hope and secret as a good joke. Togethor they laughod at tho country bumpkin, and John made sneering remarks that stung mo almost to madness. I think I would have struck him to tho ground, but a kindly hand was placed upon my arm, and turning, I found the squire had entered the room unporcolvcd. Stern ly rebuking the others, ho led mo away, and sent me a long journey tho next day, upon Bomo private business. When I re turned, John was gono with his brido. Tho old squiro left hor thirty thousand dollars, but ho left me the farm. I was nearer to him than his own niece. Herman, dou't ask me to welcome tho child of John and Arabela here. I cannot do it." " You know that hor parents aro both dead. She lives with her father's sistor." " I know. John diod insolvent in spite of his sharp practice aud avarico. Arabela only lived a few years after her husband." Another long silenco followed. . Then Herman spoke: ' ., " Uncle James, I cannot givo Fanny up. But I promise never to bring hor home as my wifo until you consent to the marriage. Will you soo hor ?" "No, not Wait till I dio, Herman.. I won't live very long, Doctor Hodges says." " Undo James !" " I did not toll you boforoj lad, for fear of paining you. Doctor Hodges said last week that I was failing. I made him tell me. I may livo a few years longer I may bo called any day." "Aud I was worrying you," said the young man, penitent and tearful. , "No, lad; I like to know all you aro doing. You will come home often ?" "Do you thiuk I will go away again? My placo is hore." " I should bo vory glad to have you, Her man. It is hard to find an honest overseer when tho farmer himself is Bick. But your prosjHjcts in town, Herman?" "Lot them go. Undo James, do you thiuk I could leavo you now ? You have boeu more than a father to me; lot me try now to fill a sou's place to you." "And Fanny Millor?" " We will talk of hor soma other timo. Tell me how farm matters stand." Tho conversation that followed awakened still further the kindly emotions of the young man's hearty and his remorse for the past year's absence . It soomed liko do sortion, when ho heard of his uncle's lone liness; of how badly out-door matters hod goue, in hired hands; of the waste, the domestic difficulties and losses. "I, would not have told you all this, If you had not offered to stay," the old man said. , ' " J. should have stayed boforo.had I known' you were so ill. You havo always boon about when I came over." ' ' ' " I have nover boon confined to my room,' Still, X Srow weaker. I wish we had a good servant. Eliza is vory wasteful, inV pudeut, and, I thiuk dishonest." ' ' ' ' "I will drive over to Tournay to-morrow, and see if a good servant can be found, uncle." But the first call tho noxt day was not in search, of a servant, but to the doctor's, and Herman Wilson came out of his office with a very grave face. "I am glad you Bre to be at homo," the doctor had said. "Though the first rolief may not ho as complete as you would de siro." "What do you mean? You said that rest aud freedom from care or responsibili ty might prolong my uncle's life for years." " I say so Btill. But tho first reaction from tho long strain and worry may bo so riouB. Ho has kopt up by sheer force of will; now, when ho may rest, ho will prob ably be ill for many days. I wish ho had a good sorvant. Eliza is not a pleasant nurso, I should judge. Sho looks to mo as if sho had lived upon lemons aud pickles all hor lifo." " I am going to look for a good servant to-day." " Why don't you tako tho old man a nice littlo nioco ?" " All in good timo, doctor. I must say good-day. I have to toll Mr. Grey of my now plans, and find a sorvant." " Good-day, then. Bond for me, if I am noodod." Tho day scorned a long ono to James Wilson, watching for the nephew who was like a son in his heart. Eliza, resenting tho now arrangement that threatened to disturb her much-abused reign, was slam ming doors, and making kitchen-jars which wore vory trying to tho invalid's nerves. A dinner, badly cookod, and sorvod with bangs of spite and all ill-nature, did notim provo matters, and mado the arrival of Her man's companion almost as wolcomo as himself. For ho had found a sorvant, whom he escorted to tho house with par donablo prido, and introduced as "Annio, uncle. Sho has boon highly rocomonded to mo, and I thiuk will suit us." " I will try to mako you comfortable, Bir," said tho new girL modestly; and Uncle James decided that tho sight of hor faco and sound of her voice wero sufficient for that. Sho was not pretty, though her faco was vory pleasant to look at, and hor voice was still more ploasant to hoar. Sho was neatly dressed as became her station; aud boforo she took off hat or cloak, sho had made tho room seem liko anothor place. Undo James wondered how a fow light touches hore and there, a gontlo little stir of tho dull fire, a dropping of the curtains, a littlo twitch of tho tablo-cloth, could do so much. "This is tho living-room, I suppposo,', sho said, presently. " I thiuk I shall ask for an hour or two alone hero to-morrow." " Just as you ploaso." , "Will you see Eliza now?" Horman asked. "Yes. Is sho in tho kitchen ?" " I have told Annio," Herman said, "to keep Eliza, if she will bo reasonable, and submit to hor." "Two girls, Herman?" " Annio is to be our housekeeper, undo; and Eliza is to do the rough work. I roust be out of the house a great deal, if wo are ever to get affairs straightoned, and spring is opening very fast. Annie is to make you her special chargo." " Arrange it as you will, Herman. I feel vory faint and sick to-night. My dinnor was quite uneatable." "Annie will soo to supper. I will givo her a hlut." Surely, Uncle James thought Horman had mado a most judicious selection of a girl. Tho table was set as ho hod nover soon it before. Cloth, dishes and tho home ly tea-service all bUouo with cloauliuoss, and tho supper would have tempted an epi ouro. Light, flaky buiscuit, an omelet that was a miracle of lightness, some pork cook od in a most delicious sauce of cream and othor mysterious ingredients, and coffee whose aroma alono was a boquet to the gen tlemen's nostrils. Presiding over all, tho pleasant face and neatly attired figure. " Eliza declines to tuko a second place, Mr. Wilson," sho said; "but will romaiu until you find auothor girl." In about a week, Mr. Wilson, senior, bo gan to wonder how he had over existed without his now housekeeper. ' ' " A young, cherry girl was found to take Eliza's place, and ovor the old fannhouso settled a home-liko peace that was the best medlclno for tho invalid. ' ,' Doctor Hodgos proved a true prophet' Fpr many days af tor his nephew returned to him, James Wilson was very ill, requir ing patient and tender nursing. ' " It was Annio who mado his bare room cozy and pleasant with pretty curtains, a strip of carpet here and there, till he was well enough to have a wholo ono tacked on. It was Annie who brought him tempting littlo dishes, jimt enough to satisfy him, without oxciting the disgust that Eliza's coarso messos did. Annio road to him, chatted with him, got Herman to buy a backgammon-board, and taught tho Invalid to play. Annio brought him littlo cheering pieces of news how tho farm matters wero im proving, how Herman was plowing hero and Bowing there; of tho now barn arrange ments that would make the cattle healthier, and, as sho said, gayly, "ever so much happier." Never did a fretful word Tall from tho pretty mouth, never did a frown cross the broad whito brow. Undo James wondered if Herman knew how pretty Annie could look, when sho sat knitting or sewing and tolling him pleasant nows in the afternoon, or when sho ran up in the mornings, from household duties, to bring him littlo luncheons or some strength ening drink ordered by the doctor. The groat day came in three weeks, wlion Doctor Hodges saidhis patient might go down stairs again. " Annie I you are a fairy. Where did you find timo for this ?" he cried, as Her man tondorly led him to a wide, chintz-covered armchair. "Mr. Wilson helped me," Baid Annio, demurely, glancing with pardonablo pride around tho room she had found so bare and chilly-looking. i Now, a neat carpet covered the floor, and snowy curtains were draped from tho clean, bright windows. Every inch of paint fairly shone. All the shabby old furniture wore a new dress of gay chintz, and the table had a crimson cover that was in itself a furnishing of brightness. On the mantlo wero vases of quaint old ohlna, long hidden in a corner of the garrot, now full of spring flowers; aud by Uncle James' , chair, a littlo tablo bore the backgammon-board, some now magazines and papers, and a cup of Audio's coffoo. . , When Uncle James first learned the com. forts of a dressing-gown, instead of a worn out coat, for house wear, embroidered slip pers for old shoes cut down, and othor lit tle feminine contrivances quito new to his bachelor experience, I canuot stop to relate in detail. One by one the comforts a loving woman can bring, crept into tho old fann houso; and, to thoamazomout of the owner tho economy of tho household moro than balaucod the added expenses. . , , "Eliza nover hod anything but tho plain, ost of food, and she spent twico as much as you do with our tempting tablo.". "Eliza wasted, and I savo," said Annio, with a smile. "She had not your, interest at heart." , " I was nearly frightened when Herman asked mo to look over tho month's account. So much comfort I My room so neat and pretty, the now china, the kitchen utensils, and so many pretty things to pay for. ,And yet the income showed a clear saying.',' ,.' "A master's eye ou tho farm," said An nio, modestly. , , , " And a housokeepor indoors," said tho old man, affectionately. , . " I was brought up to mako an invalid's homo pleasant," said Annie, quietly. : " My mothor was nevor vory strong, and depend ed upon mo for such duties as I perform now, even when I was a school-girl. I have not had such caro sinco she died, but it sootns quito natural to resume it again." "Your mother is dead, thon?" " I am an orphan. In the houso I loft whon I came hore,I shall scarcoly bo missed. My aunt, who took me when my mothor diod, has five daughters." "Your aunt!" - " Yes 1 1 smell something burning I Let me see if my pies aro ruiuod !" and Annio escaped for the time from questions it was bocomiug difficult to answer. The old man sat musing a long timo. It was not the first timo a vague mistrust of Auuio had crossed hU mind a wonder why a woman so gontle and re fined, so evidently a lady, was serving In a menial capacity. Tho llrst timo she had sung for him, in ono of his nervous hours of pain, ho had noticed sho was confused when ho spoko of the ov'dout cultivation of hor voice , . ' Ilojuid spent much of lifs tiuio, w)llo Squi.ro Hoyward lived, In tho city,, and ap preciated tho difference between country bred ways and city roliuomoiits. A.s ho mused, he began to grow restless; and when Herman came in at toa-timo,. ho found his undo flushed and excited., ' ' ' In a fow words tho cause of agitation was communicated to tho young man. " You think Annie is not what she seems, undo ? You are right. Sho is here under falso pretences." "Herman!" "But, putting that aside, what fault havo you to find?" "Fault! I could not find a fault, if I tried. Sho is the most lovable, capable do mestic girl ever I saw, ns woll as a lady in every word and action." " Thon you would liko hor t stay here, if I proved to you sho is worthy of your confidence and affection ?" "Gladly." " Even if I deceived you ? I knew you would lovo her, if you only would consent to seo her !" " Fanny Miller ?" . "Yes. Will you forglvo mo tho decep tion, Undo JainoB?" " Will you forgive mo my willful blind ness, Herman 1 No wondor you would not give her up ? No wonder you love hor ! Bring her hero, lad, aud let me ask hor if sho will stay, to choor the sho't time I may yet live to soe your happiness." Tho wedding was not long dolayed. Caro and love are rejuvenating Uncle James, who threatens to prove Doctor Hodgos a falso prophet yet, and who dearly loves to tease Fanny about tho way Herman courted his wifo. . . ; Mnnlor Will Out. A Detroit (Michigan) correspondent gi ves thes particulars of a brutal murdor, and how it came out : Last November a murder was committed about five miles from hore under most mysterious circumstances, and what seem ed likely to be a dead secret for all timo, is now brought to light. ! Ono night, about twolvo o'clock, Dcnnison Millor, a' well to do farmer, was awakoned by, a noise. His wifo got up thinking it was a cat in the kitchen, and opened the back door for its escape A masked man rushed past her; whero hor husband, roused by her screams, had got up, and without a word stabbed Millor to the heart, killing him instantly. Every effort was made to And the murdor er. A large reward was offered, aud sever al persons wero arrested on suspicion, but finally discharged, and all hopo was given up of tho murderer ovoi being brought to justice. All this timo that the search was being made tho murderer was in daily con tact with those searching aud entirely un BU8cctcd, and his discovery was only acci dental two or threo weeks ago. A power ful young man of niuekoon, uainod William Smith, was twice arrested for attempting to throw railroad trains from tho track, near this city. He was bailed, and imme diately aftor sot a bam ou fire, when he was arrested and conflnod n jail. ., From some inadvertent remark - suspicion of his complicity in tho murder of .Miller wax aroused. , . Ou investigation a chain of evi dence was found. Smith . was charged with the crime, made a confession that ho had contemplated the murder for some timo, though ho seems to havo no special motive . Ho was working for a uoighbor of Miller, and slept with tho sou of his em ployer on the night of tho murder, i Ho arose, administered chloroform to his com panion and thon got out of the window. Ho sought . tho houso of the victim and conimittodthe fatal deed; after which he re turned to his bod. When the alarm was given ho turned out with the others . in search of tho murderer. Tho next day ho was among tho orowd discussing tho affair, but betraylug no sign of tho deadly secret. Ho remained in the neighborhood some timo after the excitemout had subsided, and but for his reckless attempt at whole sale slaughter and arson would nevor have bepn suspected.. . He was arraigned, plead ed guilty and committed for trial. ,. Ho seems to be indifferent or reckless as to the consequonpes. He has boon called insane on accouut of his othor deeds; but the physicians who, have examined him, Bay that he has no symptoms of insanity. A Curious Importation. Thoro recently passed through the New York Custom-house several cases contain lug a largo variety of "brass knuckles," "billies" and "slung-shots," which came from Belgium, conslgnod to a prominent fli'iri doaliiiir in fancv hardum-a ti... , I. , inw gojLlsi arrivod without any invoice, ami wore sent to a, general order warehouse Tho "brass knuckles," as "a manufacture of Iron," paid a duty of thirty-flve ior cent. ' and the " billies" and "slung-shots," be- log wasou as " mauuiactuios or wood, iron and leather,',' pojd iho same rote. , Tho im. porters of these articles of "faucy hai-d- vvaio . say mat $Uo goods were sent as "samples," and had been consigned to them without any previous order.
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