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VOL.11. , RIDGWAY, PA., THURSDAY, DECEMBER 29, 1870. NO. 10
0Ctt SHIPS."
In these bright summer mornings when I
row
Up from the Bay upon the Brood Mnumee,
Amid the stately bouts that come and go,
I meet tho toy ships Koine out to sen
Each ship a board propelled by paper sails,
And given with shouts to billows uud to gales.
Ah, happy boys! that launch your ships
away,
Playing the merchant long before your time.
n e men are iikc you to our dying day,
Still seiidlnif shins to everv di.iu.it riling:
And tome men's ships come back to their own
shore,
And some men's sbip come back to them no
more.
In yontb. our shins to fetch n T.ovp w nnt.
(Long siuce they went in those glad days of
uiu;.
Some went for Fame, and some for Power
went,
And theu we sent whole fleets to bring us
guiu, ' , .
And ol nil the ships we sent across the main
Not one in thousands came to us aguin.
But I believe our ships are gone before
Gone to some Bettor Land, to which we go ;
There one by one they gather on the slioie,
Blown safety in by nil the winds that blow,
And we shall tind them on some Happy Day,
Moored fast, aud waitiug at the Golden Quay.
WHIT CAME OF THE EARTHQUAKE.
" I've found an old pack of cards ! now,
granny, tell my fortune." And Cicely
Le seated hen-elf on the cushion at her
grandmother's feet.
The pretty little old lady shuffled the
cards with a practiced hand, looking ever
and anon toward the door.
" If the deacon should come in," she
murmured " deacon is dreadfully severe
on curds, nnd Hark 1"
" Grandpa's pone out for a walk, dar
ling," said Cieeley, her sweet face ear
neat ; " pie ISO hurry I" And f he com
posed herself to listen, adding, with a
little quavering laugh, " Tell me whom
I shall marry."
" You'll marry John Saunders," was
the reply.
Cicely shook her head; a shadow
cros-M-d her face.
" But I say you will, deary," repeated
the little old lady in decided tones.
" No, granny, it's impossible now,"
half whispered the girt, " for John and
1 have quarreled."
" Lovers' quarrels, child ; makes no dif
ference whatever," responded the old
lady, sharply, still shuttling the cards.
" I tell you I feel it in my boms."
"Then don't you see it in the cards r"
"Don't I t Of cuune I do. Thuro
you st.md, with a light girl between
you very light ; she faces you, and he
faces you. He's John Saunders, and
you re going to marry him. Let me sea
diamonds are months ; there's eleven
in all ; les th in a year. I told you so,
deary. Massy sakes! is that the dea
con 'r" And under tho breadth of her
generous linen apron went the cards.
" No, grauny, it's the grocer's boy," re
plied Cicely, looking through the glass
half of the old-fashioned door.
" Deacon's so set 1" end out came tho
cards again.
" I used to be a mastor-h.-ind at tellin'
fortins when I was a young woman and
worldly. Folks said i'd muke a mint o
money if 1 charged for it, as the fort'n
tellers do, and I 'ain't no doubt of it.
Why, I toll Bally Bowles that was
married a Henderson; dead now, my dear
when farmer L9e give a great huskiu',
that her beau'd never come back from the
fUhing-ground, and no more he didn't.
I told Kezzy Blaekmor she that's a
Jones now thaffcbe wouldn't keep her
mau over next Christmas; I went to
his funeral. Dar, dear, what a swett
corpse he .made !"
"Oh!" cried Cicely, with -a little
shiver, "did you see all that in the
cards '("
. "Well, yes, I thought I did; but I
kinder guess I felt it more in my bones.
'Twas awful weather too, that year, at :
the riihing-ground ; and poor Joe !
Blackmer Lad consumption; he never
was good for much. Where'd you And
them caids, child '"
"In the old blue sea-chest up stairs,"
Cicely replied, absently.
" 'I' wouldn't do for the deacon to see
'em," said the pretty little old lady ; for,
as Cicely declared, the was a picture,
with her white curls, bright eyes, aud
rosy cheeks. " He's awfully down on
cards ; but, somehow, they seem kin.der
nttural to me," she continued, bhuflli ns
them again, "and I've had many ago id
game 'fore I married your gran'ther. 1 lo
don't knoar one card from another, pour
soul, and I s'pose it's best he don't. I
haven't hud a puck in my hands for
thirty years or up'urd. You see, I usee'
to go home once in twt.l'month, and
your aunt S'mantby, us good a woman
as ever made pie-crust, the would have
her little game o' cards, and so I always
humored her ; but, bless you, it wouldn't
uo to let the deacon know it. S uiua
thy ' been dead thirty years this month ;
she was heautiful at whist. Uere, child
put 'em out o' the way quick ; I'm sur 1
hear the deacon now."
Cicely took the cards, and ran up into
her own little room with them. Placing
them securely away, she proceeded to tie
her hair with a long pink ribbon, knot
ting it tastefully on the top of ber
head.
" He can't help loving me," sbe re
peat, d to herself, with a saucy- little
nod, us she arranged her curls, gaaing
into a pair of sunny, smiling eye; bat
while she looked a shadow dimmed' their
brightness ; the pretty face grew sad as
she murmured, in a half whisper,. Oh
dear, if it wasn't for my dreadful tongue!"
She sat down to think over that last
interview.
" I needn't have been so hrtteAiI;"- she
murmured, her lips trembling s little as
faithful memory reproduced the scene.
"I told him that I had never loved
him ; what an awful falsehood I This is
the second quarrel, too. X know how it
will be he won't give in, and I'd die
first. Whit! ask John Suuader.'g car-
don f Never I"
So, with glowinar cheek end shining
seven, Cicely sat and stitsbed in the un-
Mne, her pretty uce as reWute at if no
handsome John Saundfen h.) nn.r nail
ed forth iU dimpling swilles, or U ased it
into the momentary kindling of anger.
Nobody noticed how quiet she was, as,
after her sewing was done, she went
about the usual preparation for the even
ing meal, except Bob, a rough boy of
twelve, who watched herfurtively when
ever ho glanced up from the battered
copy of " Robinson Crusoe " which he
was reading.
' Say, Cicy, I saw Let Davis coming
home from school," at last he said, and
went on reading with all his might.
Now Lettio Divis was the light girl
in the cards standing between Cicely and
her lover. Poor Cicely had of late been
a little jealous of her.
" Did you 'e" was her tardy response,
as his sister laid the knives carefully.
. " Yes, I did ; what do you think she
asked me'r"'
" What W Cicely was betrayed into
asking, with an eager look.
Rob chuckled, after the manner of
wicked brothers.
" Nothing, only if you was going to
singing-school. I told her that would
depend upon whether John Saunders
went.'
" Oh, Rob !" said Cicely, sharply, her
face changing to pain.
" Now you needn't look at me that
way, 'cause I never said a word about
John; so don't cry 'tore you're 'hurt
But you bet Let Davis is the prettiest
girl m thi town."
" Don't say you bet,' " said Cicelv.
irritation in her voice ; " it sounds vul
gar." ".Not don t, not if a boy says it ;
tun t half so bad as ' by gum I' and
lots o bojs say that at our school
Djn't you think, now that Let is
beauty Y"
" I don't know," Cicelv responded.
putting the white cloth into place with
nervous litile twitches ; " I suppose she's
handsome : lolks seem to think so.
Pho! you girls never 11 say who
you think's handbome. All the lellows
are awful sweet on Lit Davis; she can
have any body sbe w-tnts.
" an she f queried Cicelv, in a voice
devoid ot all expression.
" xe, she can ; any girl with yellow
curls and rosy cheeks and blue eyes and
red lips
Did you get that out of ' Robinson
Urusoe r asked his mother, who h
entered a moment before too silently for
mm to near, and Kob subsided, with a
burning face, into silence.
Cicely knew in her heart that pretty
Let Davis was in love with her own
' bonnie laddie," as the old grandmother
otten called John; she knew it bv t
hundred signs, and she thought some
times that John himself suspected it. In
fact. Let was unconsciously at the bot
tom of all their trouble; for it was while
talking ot her that they had quarreled
And now tea was ov. r, the dishes all
washed, the lumps lighted; and as yet
Cicely had not made up her mind
whether she would go t singing-school
or not. To bo sure she had dressed for
it, and looked forward to it; but long
ago tho clock had struck seven, and
John had not come. Should she go'f
There was nothing to detain her but the
lack of John s company ; and her cheek
burned when she thought how the girls
would talk, ho the suddenly resolved
to go, put on her pretty little hat with
the crimson feather, that John had al
ways admired, and tripped down stairs.
' Come, Ryb, I want you to see me to
singing-school, sue said.
The boy locked up from his book.
" Where's John r"
"I don't know ind I don't care," she
maiiHged to add in a careless voice ; but
the words almost choked her.
"I don't b'long tisiugin'-schooV'said
Rjb, unwilling to leave his storv.
" Never mind, you can go with me to
night; and, besides, you'll see Lettie
Davis; she's the beauty of the village,
you know." ,
"Who cares for Lot Davis r" cried
Rob, bluntly, stumbling on the con
sciousness that bhe was connected with
the non-uppearance of John. " Sbe
ain't half as handsome as you are, and
1 ve heard ever so many say so; nnd I
guess sh,.-'s deceitful. Her brother is, at
any rate;" and with this sudden change
of base Rob put by " Robinson Crusoe,"
and took down his cap. .
They were late when they arrived at
the scuoolhouic. The t ill singing-master,
who iu addition to talking through
his uosj was a tremeudous disciplina
rian, suspended his operations on the
blackboard, whereou regiments of scared
semiquavers zigziggod up hill and down
hill ; holding his chalky wand in mid
air till the culprits had eeated tljeni
btlves; while everybody looked oil in
profound silence. j
"How mortifying!" thought Cicely,
angrily ; for had not the whole asxem
bly had an opportunity to see that John
Saunders was not with her ? Anil could
bhe not hear, with burning, tingling
ears, the whispering behind ber'r' She
knew who it was; she bad caught a
glimpse of Lettie' beautiful eyes. Yes,
there was no denying it, her eyes were
beautiful.
Rob plucked her sleeve while they
were singing "China." ;
"I say, Cicy, there's John just come
in. Bet he did call for you." ;
The blood He w to Cicely's face;1 her
heart throbbed fast and furious. Some
body walked down the aisle sbe knew
that step ; somebody seated himself be
hiud har. It was the only vacant teat,
but, uufortuuately, next to Let Dvis.
That sly little thing had made the place
by dint of pushing. Iustin t, perhaps,
told her that Cicely and John had quar
Telod. Unreasonably angry, Ckely
would not look round till recess time,
accomplishing this feat, when she did so,
with more manoeuvring than wasneces
, sary for so simple an act.
She barely recognized John. lie,
though piqued, tried his best to be civil.
" I called for you," he said j I was
detained."
Oh, it wasn't any matter," Cioely re
sponded, feeling her heart throb through
her voice. . .
"Wasn't, ehV he asked.
"No; I had Rob."
( 1.1 lutrkonl it ttrmilln't Ka unv mal.
ter if I never called ag tin."
itasu girl 1 she heard the tremor in his
voice, taw the pale lips drawn hard over
(
the white teeth ; but her good angel had
deserted ber.
" I -could survive it," she said, coldly,
flashing a glance into his face which he
could not be supposed to know was halt
anguish, half resentment, and all plead
ing. Then one of Cicely's old admirers,
Who had been watching bis opportunity,
came round, and Cicely talked as fast as
she could, And smiled, and was coquet
tish, without knowing or caring what
she did, persuading herself that she was
punishing John.
So she was; but John was proud,
and he said it himself mad clear
through.
" Miss Lettie. shall I see vou homer"
' Cicely heard the question, saw the old
blackboard wiped clean for the morrow's
algebra, heard the long-legged Singing-
tuasttr dismiss the school, and answered
something ber old admirer said with
closed teeth. For a moment it seemed
to her as if she should die, she turned so
cold such a deathlfaintness came over
her.
" Say, Cicy, I'm-coin a with Tom Bent
ley," said Rob, stretching his curlv head
past Ned Waters, the old admirer, who
had retained his seat.
"No, Rob, you must go home with
me, said Uicely, Holding her bands to
gether bard to keep herself from trem
bling. " Why, ain't John i"
" I shall be most happy to see you
home, Miss Cicely," said Ned.
" That's jolly !" cried thoughtless Rob,
after the manner of boys of that age ;
and before his sister could speak he was
gone.
If Cicely wept bitterly, and tossed
aud turned on a restless pillow all that
night, she had the poor satisfaction ot
knowing that it was all her own fault,
that she had trifled with an honest
heart.
" He overlooked my harsh words," she
sobbed ; " he came alter me ; oh, if I had
only waited ; and now I have driven
him from me forever."
It seemed so. John did not come
again. Cicely bore htr heartache in pa
tient silence, but grew very white aud
sad ; and it began to be whispered round
that she was disappointed. It was like
walking on live coals to Cicely, when
she thought of that inevitable gossip.
She tried her best to be brave. Every
Sunday she met John, who sat at the
further end of the deacon's slip. Every
Sunday she went home with a heart as
heavy as lead, for there, sometimes just
before her, walked John with happy
Let Davis.
One Sabbath she returned from church,
pleaded a headiche, and went up into
her own room. There she had a battle
with herself. Her heart bled, her spirit
ftinted, her soul cried out for strength,
but no strength came. She had heard
that diy from one, tbn cpetaluty uf
whose knowledge she could not doubt,
that John and L-ttie Davis were en
gaged to be married. The wedding was
to take place in a couplo of months, aud
her informant was to be one of the
bridesmaids.
" Everybody thought at one time it
would be you," added the news-giver ;
but I fancy Letty always liked him."
Poor Cicely I the terrible intimation fell
like a thunderbolt on her heavy heart ;
lor all along she had been hoping
against hope. She was stunned, fright
ened at her own apathy when the truth
was forced upon her. Her John, so be
loved, tj marry another! Would God
allow it? Hid he forgotteu his deep,
manly pis-ion his vows? But theu,
whose was the fault 'f '.
" I sent him from me, and the punish
ment is j ust," she cried to herself, walking
blindly on, while her friend enumerated
the prettv things which Miss Lettie was
going to the city to buy. j
Every day lifter that Cicely had to
fight over the same old battle, till it
seemed as if her strt ngth whs nearly ex
hausted and ber will powerless, livery
body noticed that Cicely looked ill, that
she had lost her spirit those at home,
who saw ber daily, being, as usual, the
last to take notice that there was some
thing wrong with Cicy. '
" Deacon says you re growing thin,
deary," her grandmother ventured to re
peat one Sunday morning, wheu Cicely,
according to her usual custom, sat dowu
by the old lady to read to her. i
ibe bright head bent yet lower till it
rested on the old lady's knee.
" Uicely, child, you are crying, said
her grandmother; und then, after a long
pause, Is it Johu i"
" Oh, granny, sobbed Cicely, ' the
light girl stands between him and '
Don't you remember!' But they are both
looking the other way, not as you fcaid,
aud it it will kill me." ,
The trembling old hand fell on her
shining tresses. I
" 1 tell you, deary, said the solemn
old voice, "John will never have the
light girl. Don't break your heart, little
love. I say it again, you'll marry John
Saunders yet. 1 feel it in my bones. ! I've
always f-.lt it.'
"No, granny, murmured Cicely, wip
ing her eyes as she lilted her head ; "they
are engaged. They will soon be married ;
and 1 1 am very weak and foolish. I
hhall feel better when it's all over. Then
1 11 try and be reconciled ; for, granny.
it's all my fault."
What a morning it was I Through the
open window such wealta of beauty, such
utter quiet ! The wide, grand expanse
of heaven, untouched by a single clpud ;
the hills sleeping in the ruddy sunshine.
The bees droned lazily among the flowers,
breaking the bee Sabbath with iinpuaity ;
the trees stood motionless against the
ueavtnly blue of the boi izon. .Never had
its azure seemed so perfect. I
"Curus sort o day; weatber-bretder,
guess," said the aged deacon, as he
lifted his Bible, old like himself, aud
stumped away with the aid of an enor
mous knotted cane. Cicely walked be
side him, determined still to conquer .her
self. " Did you ever know it quite so still ?"
she asked.
" WelL 't 'pears to me 'tis unoommon
quiet' said the old gentleman. " Dou't
know as ever 1 did.
That morning Lettie Davis sat in the
singers' teat. Cioely never looked at her
now. That red and white beauty had
ruined all her hopes. Yet no ; it was all
her own fault : and that was the reflec
tion with which she always ended.
Cicely sat near the window, looking
dreamily out upon the little grave-yard,
hearing the minister's voice as if it were
a faint, far echo. There were tears in
her eyes, and the little white and gray
head-stones wavered before her miBty
sight. The silence grew awful ; the air
was stifling. Suddenly there came
strange, low, thunderous sound. The
last note of old " Coronation" had died
out; and Squire Huxley, the fat man of
the village, mighty in proportions,
knocked the cricket aside, stumbling as
be sat down. as it that, Uicely queried,
with an involuntary smile, that shook
the seat so? But presently the pews
were rocking; the house was moving;
the glass in the windows shivered aud
rattled end broke.
The whole congregation sprang to
their feet. Cicely among them.
" My hearers," said the minister, " the
great and terrible day ot the Lord-
And then the floor upheaved ; the old
bouse shook like a reed in the storm
Dire confusion followed. Men and wo
men and 'children cried out for fear.
Cicely, half unconscious, yet terrified,
tound berselt struggling with the crowd
Another vibration, that sent the throng
ot numan bdings swaying and tailing
upon each other, Bhrieking for mercy
and the outer air.
At that moment, in the extremitv of
her terror, Cicely, with uplifted hands,
seeing the face near her dearer than all
the world, cried, in an agony of love and
tear,
" Oh, John, save me I save me !"
Ah 1 sho was in those arms : held close.
close in a passiouate fold to that heart
that she knew now beat only for her,
How she clung to him, till the cries and
terror subsided! Then he gently put
uer trom mm, with these whispered
words :
" God help us both, Cicely ; it is too
late. liis pallid lips trembled as he
spoke.
She hardly remembered what happen
ed after that, walking home as one in a
dream. She heard people talking about
the earthquake, and vaguely wished the
earth nad opened and swallowed them
up when her head lav on John's bosom.
She tremblt d with rapture and horror
oy turns, bhe dared not think calmly
What should she do? How should she
live ?
A neighbor called in a few davs after
the earthquake one of those angular
specimens ol the genus spinister ot which
every village has at least one, spiced, like
a daily newspaper, to tuit the tastes ol
tho.-e who are willing to listen and eos-
sip oacK again.
" Uurious about Lttie Davis, isn t it ?
she asked, her sly orbs noting the tremor
iuu auaueu puiiur or Uiuely, wliu bad
made a self-winder of her left hand and
arm, and was slowly rolling a ball of
yarn into vigorous proportions.
"Haven't you heard, Cicely?" she
queried ugain.
" 1 haven t heard anv thing about Let-
tie," said Cicely, not daring to lift her
eye?, tor the blending of sudden hope and
tear conspired to send the blood to her
face, hot as fire, and to turn it back in a
current bo cold that Cicely shivered in
ternally, and almost dreaded that her
teeth would chatter.
"S'pose you remember Lettie'a old
flame of two years aio. Yorke Harris :
ort o' cousin, I b'lieve. Lat liked him,
but the old folks wasn't satisfied ou
either side. He was a wild fellow at one
time. Well, what do vou think ? Seems
when that earthquake besrun Lettie run
down out J the choir, and never stopped
nil sue came to Uolouel iian is s, nearly
ftintiu' witk frinht. when who should
she see but Yorke Yorke Harris. He'd
come back tne night afore. It's like a
story 'bout him. He's been going
straight all along; aud, through his
father's influence, they say, he's to become
a pardener iu one o the fust houses in
Cincinnati or St. Louis, disrenieiuber
whiuh. Now Yorke i a harnsome fellow :
yo't know tht, Cicely; you've been him.
juy Gear, mere s no youn-r mau in this
town cuts sum a dash."
" Indeed !" repeated Cicelv. onlv con
scious that something was expected to be
said; what wis there very strange in all
this ? bhe thoigbt.
" Well, Lettie's at her old tricks; she
always was a dirt ; either slu wants to
make t other nan lealous. now she's sura
of him, or them's been a quarrel. Yorke's
waited on ainn street ibrte times with
Lt ttie Davis ; 1 ve seen 'em mvself."
Y'es "
'Id as lie'teJl news to a stick as to
you, ch.ld ; its all ' yes and ' well.' It's
plain to see tbat Yorke likes that gill
ueuer n ever, and He s ou the road to
money, and Lit wants a rich husband, I
kuo w that. Fou ought to see him now :
such a spleldid beard! Aud stle!
wny, mere sno comparison. '
Cicely litened. but told herself nh
i i, i
did not in te least care was not in the
least interesed. The sad look, the trem
bling voice if John, good John, nianlv.
graud John whom she had so desperate
ly trifled lith, were ever before her
eyes, ever sounding in her heart. :
' God hen us both. Cicelv ; it ia
late." ,
Was Mil Cribbius's penetration nt
fault ? Tl corners of her thin lina
twitched a little as she looked at hr
Hjw she dl long to know whose fault
it wag thatJoha and Cicely had become
as ktrangej all at once; but something
in Cicely's ace forbade the question, ana
she ran upittira to spin her little tooth
some yamsjo grandma. i
Cicdy vp alone. The ball of vara
had droppei from her hands. Trot, the
great yelliv cat, bad stopped it with
one yelvetf paw, and was gazing with a
look ot aliost Human interest into the
face of'br mistress. Then the girl
leaned hehead against the hinh back
of the ol rocking-chair, and all the
beauty ail com tort and tenderness of
life seemejto fall sway as the mistv eves
closed, anj tho choking gob swelled in
her throal
It was loo late too late.M - 1
Bd it kdwn unto the reader that Miss
Cribbiusjf all the Sunday iflqtk had
been a wiess to that little scene in tha
aisle of tirocking church. Half terri
fied out of her wits as she wag, true to
instincts as item-gatherer for . the com
munity at large, she noted the circum
stance ; and having a little bone to pick
with L ttie, whom she very much dis
liked, sbe imparted the matter to her,
with a few variations, under the promise
of eternal secrecy.
" It was natural, perhaps ; you know
everybody expected Cicely and he'd
make a match, once ; aud I s'pose they
both thought their time d come.
Lit tie was angry, jealous, but skep
tical. Whenever she thought of it, her
vain, hukle little heart swelled with re
sentment ; some way, when she happen
ed to be thinking about it, her cousin
came in, and that was very often. He
was a discreet young man, half aston
ished at himself at finding tha . old love
revived, and. desperately unhappy be
cause -Lottie was engaged, it also oc
curred to Lttie that, compared to this
Adonis, blonde hair, beard, and all
John, with his compact, mu-icular figure
looked a trifld coarse. There was uo de
nying that ; but he looked a trifle grand
too.
John had moped all the week. This
was something new for bim of late.
Why could he not forget that one mo
ment ot bliss, so long, so heavenly sweet
In vain he called himself to task ; in
vain he threw all his energy into busi
ness for five minutes at a time ; in vain
he strove as resolutely as he oould to
put aside his uneasy thoughts. .
Ever and anon he gave a downward
glance, as if to assure himself that there,
on bis bosom, that dear lace had rested,
and ever the pitiful eyes seemed uplifted
to his. What should he do ? He must
be honorable.
Lettie out with the whole matter one
day. It was after Yorke Harris had
been sitting iu a melancholy attitude,
listening as Bhe played the few simple
airs he remembere.l ot lang syne.
John came in just as Yorke had gone
out, saying to muuelt, as he pretended
not to look,
" So that's the fellow '."
Poor John! He had never dreamed
of this, aDd the blood rushed to his face,
What could he Bay, w'lat could he do,
but the most awkward things imagin
able? It took him so completely by
surprisp, that, leaning one hand on the
slender table full of nick-nacks, the
candelabrum, with its hangingpendants.
the card-babket, and every thing mova
ble went to dancing with the sudden
furious trembling and tingling of his
nerves.
Lettie's conduct on this occasion arose
to the verse of heroism. She even
thought of Yorke's handsome fuce and
his great love for ht r, poor fellow 1 It
was her one little romance, aud she de
termined to be generous.
" You needn't answer, John," she f aid
making hurself as tall and stately as po&-
siDie; " i presume it is true. Ut course,
trom this time our engagement is ended
and perhaps it is better for both of us,
I'm sure it is for me," she added, a little
sting of a laugh at the close.
" But, Lottie " stammered poor John,
more and more confused; and if Lettie
wanted revenge, why, bhe had it in wit
nessing his very visible mortification
bis dumb anger that he was unable to
defend himself as he knew he could and
ought to.
" Nevermind, Mr. Saunders," she said
at last. " 1 don t care the least bit in
the world." (She knew it was a fib.)
" You won't want to btav. I suppose :
ana i promised Mr. l orke Harris that 1
would go to the theatre with him. He
is going to take me over in the Colonel's
carnage.
lt was seven already, and three miles
to the city, John thought on receiving
this strong hiut. How be posse.-sed
himself of his hat, how he got out of the
house, he never knew ; but he did know.
as the hours went on, that he was glad
to oe iree. ine sweet t nought ol Uioely
wag no burden now. and he i-aid tJ him
self a dozen times, Thank God I":
John did the best thin? he could do
uuder the circumstances Lad a lone, de
licious talk with Cicely some days after
ward, .remaps the trial did them both
good, for Cicely made a solemn vow
tnat sbe would never be a little hypo
crite again, but tell the truth in all sin
cerity of heart ; and Johu went about as
it ne nad been vouch Bated a glimpse of
paramse. j
Mi-ss Unburns, the spinster, hue-ered
herself whenever she saw Cicely's happy
countenance. John pshawed i and
frowned, hot in the face, when some
times the scene of Lottie's du missal
flashed across his mind, for he was not a
little proud. Yet that did not hinder
bim fiotn being the happiest man alive.
Lettie was quite as pleased as either
of them, for she had transferred her af
fections easily to the fascinating Yorke
Harris, who carried her oft m triumph.
So Cicely became Mrs. Saunders before
the end of the year, and the old grand
mother's, prediction was fulfilled, though
it took an earthquake to bring it about.
Uarjier't )Vttkly. . , ; . ,
Business Men. I
There is a demand for talent and ex
perience in business, beyond the supply.
Men suitable to take charge of manu
facturing and mechanical establish
ments, banks, railroads, mercantile and
other agencies, intelligent bhipmasters,
etc., are not in supply equal to the de
mand, and the consequence is likely
to be that some it is feared too Juany
of the projects and works of the day
will fail for the lack of the capacity and
experience to direct them, notwithstand
ing the most liberal salaries are given to
procure men supposed to be competent.
A vast number of people sunnosa them.
selves to be competent who are not . so ;
and, though, in some cases, there may be
meritorious and deserving people over
looked, yet it is not often the case, and
those who are content to moyp upwards
step by step, and use a moderate degree
of effort to please their employer, are
sure to rise. All tha biiuinum L.
and iudubtry of the country is wantrl.
and few, if any, of thoe who seoura the
confidence of those who' employ them,
in their ability and fruitfuluess, fail' of
obtaining fair success and regular pro
motion.
A Mormon Lady on Moriiionlsm.
Mrs. Godbe, wife of Mr. Godbe, lead
er of the reform party among the Mor
mons of Salt Lake City, writes to the
Involution giving her views of the Mor
mon question. Hereaie some interest
ing extracts from the letter: !
As a father, Brigham Young is fond,
affectionate aud indulgent; he is un
sparing of means in educating his chil
dren. His daughters, as young ladies,
will compare favorably with young
ladies in society anywhere. Some of
them are very pretty, even handsome ;
talented, too, especially in music. 1
have seldom heard sweeter musio dis
coursed upon the piano, accompanied by
the voice, than that produced by these
oung ladies. 1 have heard it said that
they could sing before they could talk
Musio with them is a gilt of nature,
through their father. Then they are in
spirational, some of them remarkably so.
1 call to mind little Susie, a child of
eleven or twelve summers, whose intui
tion amounts to something akin to
"second Bight." The Spiritualists would
call it "clairvoyant," but the Mormons
would be bombed at that word. They,
like the sectarians of past ages, are apt
to ascribe to the devil that which sur
passes comprehension. "Wnats in a
name '(" aud yet, to the finite mind, there
is much in it. The elements to people a
"brothel," I t-hould say, were lacking in
these children. '
We may cry out against their peculiar
institutions, which may be bad enough,
but are they not outdjne by the pecu
liar institutions legalized and sustained
in all our towns and cities ? This is the
one great point the Mormons make to
suitam their doctrine. 1 asertthat two
wrongs can never make a right. The
root of the evil must be reached, and
that lies in the inequality of the sexes.
Let women be educated as men are to
think, to act let giils be taught that
the day ot the dandling doll and silly,
dependent lady is past, and a generation
ot women is born.
1 think tbe Mormon problem would be
better solved, and more quickly, by an
avalanche of young men, educated uud
intelligent, deluging Salt Lake Uity in
quebt of wives. Not many would be
tound among the rising women of Utah
who would prefer half a husband to a
whole one. lt is the scarcity ot the
male article that has raised its value,
and Utah, like New England, abounds
with women ; but such men as women
wish to marry are scarce. Let us pray
that the next generation be all of the
male persuasion. 1 am opposed to any
measures of force to coerce a religious
sect, buch a course always defeats its
own aim.
As I view it, the Mormon problem, which
is now harassing the minds of the oldest
aud wisest beads in this nation, can be
easily solved by tbe young ladies of
Utah, and will be. It is their right:
they pioneer women to the sufl'rage, and
will not I e untrue to their womanly in
stincts, when those instincts are heeded
und intelligently directed, freed from all
religious constraint, let loose from priest
ly fear.
Brigham Young is an old man on the
down-hill of life. His name will Btaud
ou the pages of history as one of the
promineut men ot the nineteenth cen
tury. For the good be has done in tbe
world let us be thankful, and throw the
mantle ot chanty over his misdeeds.
Both good and bad must alike come to
light; aud when we compare the bal
ance-sheet ot all our prominent men, 1
think the name of Brigham Young will
not be tuo vilest written there.
India uud tho Sepoy Rebellion.
Rev. Dr. Win. Butli-r. founder nf tnia.
sious in India, is delivering a lecture on
I'ersonai iteuuuiscences of the Sepoy
Rebellion." India is not, as some people
believe, a country, as England or Fiance.
consisting of one State. It is a country,
us ueruiany. consisting ot many States,
but twice as large as Germany. The
number of different languages spoken iu
India is ISti. Werx Eup-IhikI tn with.
draw her poer from that country there
is no doubt that questions of interna
tional law would uiise which would be
very dilhcult to settle, for the different
tribes in India would be in a cnnt.iniin.1
state of war. He then gave a description
of the palace of an Indian sovereign. A
mogul taken as a captive by thd Eng
lish was brought tn DM hi unit ,
as a tribute an annual amount equal to
t'juo in American money, but alter try
ing for two Years to liva in inn thRt. in
come, he sent his gentral to the nearest
sovereign to borrow a sum which would
sustain him and his family. Ag they
marry in early youth, and the mogul
being an old man, the persons in the
lamily number upwards of twelve thous
and. -
The COW is considered finacrorl nnimal
Hindoo men and women kneel to that
animal. It is allowed to entor in tha in.
ner part of the sanctuary which inclntrl
to the Christian. He exhibits an instru
ment used by the Hindoo two thousand
years, made for disemboweling men and
women, and another to slice the head off
women and ohildren. With the1 latter
thev never strike a apnnnil hlnnr K rat
ing of the rebellion, be said that when
in captivity, his duty being to protect
many ladies who were very sick, pe, al
though a missionary, took the gun: which
was iriven him cnnrucnmnKli, nnd kvaif..
for the opportunity when he could make
nee use oi it. oeven montns nad thev
waited to be freed, until ut. We. hv tha
valor of the Highlanders in India did
ALil 1 , . . -
mas -ongeu-ior nour arrive. He will
never forget the 21st of September, 1837, ,
when the first gun in honor of the victory
also showed to the audience anjimage
which he bought from a Hindoo far a fa
pieces of silver, which i their greatest
gou, toe goo oi war. To rain tor those
dreadful seven months they cri d. Oh,
God, help us.' '
It Was with dano-pr that. H mio mnar. I
could walk theetreets of Calouttaiat that
time '. but ten' months aftnr tha clt, ia.
entirely, changed, aud it would almost
seem mat .mora UhnsUftW re to be
iouuu mere mm neatnens. The lecture,
which was listened to with niftrbul atten
tion, occupied two hours in its delivery.
MISCELLANEOUS ITEMS.
Tho flret. Invnifia nf AiamOndg f
Cape of Good Hope baa arrived in 1
ton.
The colored women of Indiana ha'
secret order called the " Doves of J
fection."
Mrs. Van Colt. the. Mpthodist revi
ist, during her two weeks' work in Ml
dan, Conn., added sixty converts to
church.
A Memphian. who has itist recei
thirteen cents damaereg for the fracfl
of his leg in a sewer, think . no 1
move to some locality where limps
more highly appreciated.
Mrs. Ingham, of Iowa, will liva
history as the woman who deiivere
Thanksgiving sermon while her 1
band proudly sat back of 'the pu
holding the baby.
The erambler-shootinBT season in C
o c
forma promises an unusually large y
The exhiHrating strains of the revol
are heard every pleasant afternoon
the frequented streets ot 'Frisco
other lively towns.
A colored mail carrier in Virginia
recently well shaken by a man for ki
insr his doz. "Look a here, massu
said he, "you'd better be keerful h
you shakes dis chile, cos when you sua
me you shakes de whole ot de uni
StateB ; 1 carries de mails. I
Bloomington, Indiana, has 6ixty-f ei
young women wanting to be niarri
and only three marriageable you
men. The name of tbe place arises ir
the fact that everr-man has a wh
ton of blooming girls to himself, cal
lating tne average weignt oi toe k
low as ninety-nine pounds apiece. J
is out of all proportion. ;
Tho appointment of Mrs." Annie
Camfield to be Deputy Collector of
ternal Revenue in an Ohio district is
first time a woman has ever been for
ally appointed to any office in the int
nal revenue service, but the bureau
Washington has ample evidence
women really do the work, and do
well, in several cases. wheretheir h
bands are the nominal assessors or col
lectors.
When a man comes home and tries
bolt the door with a sweet potato, pokl
the fire with the spout of a coffee-pt
attempts to wind up the clock with b
boot jack, tries to cut kindling for h
morning tire with a paper-knlte, takes
cold potato in his band to light him I
bed, and prefers sleeping in bis hat an
boots, you may reasonably infer that h
has been making the acquaintance d
some very IriendJy people. '
Sun Francisco is attempting, and it i
believed successfully, to cultivate oysterl
in her harbor. .None but small and in
ferior bivalves are indigenous near th
city. A little less than a year ago som
seedlings were taken from Princess Bu'
and planted in San Francisco Bav
Here, inspired by the Western ambitioi:
which runs toward bigness, they ob
tained an obesity perfectly wonderful
and are to-day larger than those at th
East, which are older by two or thre
years.
Th l Ant. niimhpr nf.tho. A ,
Journal of Science records the - discover
, 1 A 1 .V 111
ui a large part oi me sueieton OI a mas
todon near lllipolis, Illinois. One of tin
tusks proved to be nearly ten feet in
length, and twenty-nine inches in cir
cumference three feet from , the lower
end. All the bones were in a fair stati'
of preservation, and of a dark, spongy,
and porous appearance. It is probabli
thit the specimens will be added to the
collections of fossils now being gathered
together by Professor Worthen for ihi
State cabinet.
Four Chinnmpn. All f!ha T.n .Tunc
Wang Kung, and Ah Toke, have been
sentenced at San Bernardino, Cal., U
two VRura pYmfinumont. in . ek. Ctat.,
J ww u-vu. L LI U - , U .
Prison and to pay fines of $500 each, fori
wuipping una onrnmg a woman ot their
own nationality. Thaw tho nnnr
j w i.va jw
creature to a tree, stripped, and whipped
her, then let her go, and -repeated the
process, ad, lino, tn it. tha trt-t-a rf fira
by kindling brush about her, laughingl
fLX( inlriniv nil tha tima rrln
have lenient judges at San Br-rnardinn:
two years ot imprisonment for such
wreicnes uaruiy satisty the demands ot
J. i I ii . - .
justice. )
The Chinese in San Francisco are
makinn preparations for th
u f v" j wa u v-wu
of the most important festival, that has
uccurrea in tneir calendar for ten cen
turies, next F.-hnmrv will ha nnA
ins? to ChinpRA tpQtin-inn v- 4h
O -w-.-..w..j , . VUU.
mencement of nnnther lUnnnJ
- j cm ,
and the. r.-i ni fi ti (th will c .... n . i. :
of tbe kind ever witnessed in the celes
tial line in this country. . The festivities
will continue for two wppL.
which time not a solitary jbhinaman,
however poor or dependent, will lift his
hands to work. Tn nrAar n !,.,
--- ---- - v u)l we
old rites at home, 548 of the wealthier
umnese sailed recently tor the "Flowery
., ? nllu everai nunqrea more
win ieavo on tne loth or January.
In the last number of tha I'iny,
OUt is an intnrpatino. ' o..f,
- 1 . O "WO , wu uou-
densed living, one of a series in which
lb is HiMLHii mar. rtmir .a . k. a.
COUfititutional altprafinn in flic n
condensing, with tha exception that
u-u pciiuuteu vu Btana some davs. the
n.wl 1 . 1 - J , . -
wuucumu UL1 ih ii.nnHi ra Din. ........... ,
- w vsinu
of sugar ot milk upon the bottom of the
wau, wuicn, nowever, is an important
vi quauty, proving tnat the milk
with the nutritiva ennat.itnant - t Vf
-w-.mv- UCC1,
while on the other band, experiments
uiuuua uave.uot been , attended
with fiivnrHhlArp.il It- : t
. -" - -."-.91 i -tijgiiiuu uav
ing demonstrated thnt tha l.., i
the essential qualities required to pro
duce a good extract at asf o attest
1 0f?88o DePe and, Jouvet.'of Brus-
MJum u wuoaa oav made the mat
ter the BublBct nf onuni.l on. I a.1
experiments. Again, condensed essences
ji -Vw,uj game, 8pecimeng"of which
r : , --"--'n-u iu vae .onaon mar
kfct. have rimvaH nnr,Qu,vi..
S Z j"uwi uuiwua-
ris tlBW tUe of fowl
cutters trom beef matriall m,T i. tv
presence of inosinio acid, which is pecu-.
-uu vu iu lormer.