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MILLHEIM, PA., THURSDAY, MAY 14., 1885.
Old Bullion's Bride.
Let me sea—where was it that I first
met her ? Oh,yes, it was under the su
perb arches of High Bridge, boating by
moonlight. A globe of reddish pearl
slowly ascended out of the East—the
shadows of the great bridge resting
softly on the mirror-like surface of the
Hudson river ; the sound of a flute
played soltly afar off, and all of a sud
den the keel of my boat came sharply In
contact with somebody olae's oars.
"Hallo, you 1" cried out a clear inci
sive young voice. 41 Where are you go
ing to i Why don't you look which
way you are steering V"
"Charley Dresden !" cried out I, lit
tle heeding the torrents of obloquy he
was beginning to heap upon me.
"Old Mottimore," he responded joy
ously. "Why, who on earth would
have thought of finding you dreaming
•u Harlem River. Here ! Come into
my boat ; hitch on your old craft be
hind, and let me introduce you to Miss
Sophy Adriance."
I looked as sharply at Mies Sophy as
the moonlight and my own modesty
would let me, for I knew that she was
the especial admiration of my friend
Charley Dresden.
She was pretty, slight, round and ro
sy, with china-blue eyes, a dimple in
either cheek, and golden-brown hair
worn in loug, loose curls There was
something flower-like and delicate in
her prettiness—something unconscious
ly imploring in her way of lifting her
eyes up to your face.
We rowed home together—or,at least
as far on our way home as the Harlem
Riyer would take us Sophy sang little
boat ballad 9 Charley roared, out tenor
barcarolles. I even essayed a German
student song which I had learned in
Heidelberg no one knows how long a
go, and we parted the best of friends.
A week afterward Dresden and 1 met
face to face on Wall street.
"Hallo, Mottimore I" said Charley,
his honest visage lighting up. What
do you think of her ?"
"I think she is a pearl—a jewel—a
princess among women 1" I answered,
with perfect sincerity.
"Congratulate me, then !" cried
Charley, beaming all over, "for I am
engaged to her I Only last night !
Look here !" opening a mysterious sil
ver case which he took from his inner
vest pocket. "What do you think of
that for an engagement ring ?"
44 A fine diamond," said I, putting
my head critically on one side ; "and
fancifully set."
"We're to be married in October,"
said Charl6V, lowering his voice to the
most confidential tones. "It might
have been sooner if I hadn't undertak
en that business in Europe for our firm.
But I shall be sure to be back by Oc
tober. and the money I shall make
will be acceptable toward fitting up
and furnishing our new home. Be
cause, you kuow, Mottimore, I'm not
rich."
I spent an evening with her after
ward at the genteel boarding house
where she and her mother—a nice,
bright eyed little woman, the full
blown rose to correspond with Sophy's
budding loveliness—dwelt in the cosi
est of apartrneuts, furnished in dark
blue reps, with a turn-up bedstead, in
geniously disguised as a high-backed
sofa, and canaries and geraniums in
the windows.
"It is so kind of you to come," So
phy, with a gentle pressure of the hand
when I went away. "I am so glad to
welcome Charley's friends."
And I felt that I could cheerfully sit
through another evening of common
place chit chat and photograph albums
for sach a reward as that.
Well, Charley Dresden went away,
and as he didn't particularly leave So
phy Adriance in my charge, I didn't
feel called upon to present myself at
the genteel boarding house. I suppos
ed, naturally enough, that all was go
ing right, until one day I received a
note form my old friend, Bullion, the
banker, a man of sixty, who wears a
wig and spectacles, and counts his in
come upon the double figures.
Bullion wrote from Saratoga, where
he had gone because he didn't know
what else to do with himself in the dull
season. He asked mo to be his
groomsman. Bullion was going to be
married.
"Of course, you'll think it a foolish
thing for me to do," wrote Bullion ;
"but even at 00 a man has not entirely
outlived the age of sentiment; and
when once you see Sophy Adriance you
will forgive any seeming inconsistency
on my part."
I went straight to the genteel board -
ing house. It was possible that I might
be misled by a similarity of name, al
though even that was unlikely
"Is Miss Adriance at home V" I ask
of the slatternly servaut girl who an
swered the bell.
"No, sir. Miss Sophy's spending a
[ few weeks with a friend at Saratoga,"
she answered promptly.
A PAPER FOR THE HOME CIRCLE.
That was enough. I went home and
inclosed Bullion's letter in another en
velope, directing it to poor Charley
Dresden's address, Poste Restante. Vi
enna, adding a few lines of my own,
wherein I endeavored to mingle con
solation and philosophy as aptly as pos
sible.
And then I wrote,cr.rtly declining to
"stand up" with old Bullion.
It was but a few weeks subsequently
that the waiter showed an elegantly
dressed young lady into my room at
the hotel. I rose in some surprise.
Aside from old Aunt Miriam Piatt and
my laundress, my lady visitors were
few. But the instant she threw up her
thick tissue veil I recognized the soft
blue eyes and (damask rose cheeks of
Sophy Adriance.
"Oh, Mr. Mottimore!" she cried
piteously, "I know you wouldn't mind
my coming to your parlor, because you
seem exactly like a father to me." I
winced a little at this. "But I have
receiyed such a letter from Charley,and
as—as you've known him a long time,l
thought perhaps you could explain it to
me. Oh, 1 have been so wretched.
And indeed, indeed, I didn't deserye
it !"
She gave me a tear-blotted letter and
then sat down to cry quietly in the cor
ner of the sofa until such time as I
should have finished its perusal.
"What does he mean, Mr. Motti
more ?"asked Sophy plaintively,"when
he accuses me of deceiving him, of sell
ing myself to the highest bidder ? Oh,
it is so dreadful 1"
I folded the letter and looked severe
ly at her.
"Miss Adriance," said 1, gravely,' 4 it
strikes me you are trying to play a dou
ble part here. The affianced bride of
Benjamin Bullion ought hardly to hope
to retain the allegiance of poor Charley
Dresden into the bargain."
"I don't understand you," said So
phy, looking wistfully at me.
"Are you not to become the wife of
Mr. Bullion, the banker ?" I asked,
sternly.
"Oh,dear,no," said Sophy.
mamma I"
"Eh ?" gasped I.
"It's mamma," answered Sophy.
"She's to be married next week I
Didn't you know it ?"
I stared straight before me. Well,
I had got myself into a pretty pickle by
meddling officiously in affairs that
didn't concern me.
"Look here, Miss Adriance," said I :
"I will tell you all about it."
So I did. Idesciibed old Bullion's
letter, my own false deductions there -
from, and the rash deed I had commit
ted in sending the banker's correspond
ence to Charley Dresden.
"Ami now," said I, "do you wonder
that he is indignant ?"
Sophy's face grew radiant.
"But there's no harm done." said
she. "No real harm,l mean. Because
I've written him a long letter all about
mamma and Mr. Bullion, which- he
must have received almost the next
mail after he sent off this cruel, cruel
sheet ot reproaches."
Sophy was a true prophet. There
was no "real harm" done. The next
mail brougt a letter full of entreaties to
be pardoned, and a brief, brusque note
to me.
I stood up with old Ben. Bullion,and
that fullblown rose, Sophy's mamma,
after all ; and when Charley Dres
den came home I cut the big wedding
cake at his marriage feast.
The lover's fatal blunder 'Lousie,'
said he, as they, despising a plurality
of chairs, and practising an econemy of
gas, sat in the par'or together, a tew
evenings before the honeymoon, 'I
ought to tell you that I belong to a Ma
sonic lodge, and have to attend its ses
sion; so dearest, when we are married
you musn't fret if some evenings I haye
to be away from my little wifey.' And
the designing villain chuckled at his
prudence.
'Of course I won't, William,' she said
softly; 'how maDy lodges do you belong
to ?'
'Only one, darling,' he answered.'
'And when does it meet V llow oft
en ?'
'On Wednesday evenings.'
'Very well; then I shall have you at
home every other evening in the week—
that will be so nice.'
As she took her tiny note book and
made a memorandum.on the subject,he
felt that after all, he had made a mis
take.
Says an exchange : A girl at si x
teen wants a dude with tooth pick
shoes and a microscopic moustache; at
twenty, a chief justice with piles of
tin; at twenty-five she'll be satisfied
with a member of congress; at thirty,
a country doctor or preacher will do ;
at thirty-five, an intinerant tinker ;
over thirty-five, anything that wears
' 1 pants, from an editor up to a coach
man.'
'•TOM POORHOUSE."
The Old Clock takes the Farm
er to Task for his Cruelty.
Which Drove a Poor Boy to Death
and RJade Himself a Raving
Maniac.
The old clock down stairs b?g.m to
strike midnight as he started up. The
wind was making the old farmhouse
rock and tremble, and the powder-like
snow was driving in through every
crevice. The wife slept u ndisturLed,
but the old farmer was nervous and
wakeful.
"Farmer Johns, aro you awake ?"
It was a voice which ho had never
heard before. It sounded close at his
bedside, and yet, as he looked about the
room, fairly lighted by the cold winter
moon shining in throgh the window,
he saw nothing but familiar objects.
"I am your accuser 1" continued the
voice ; "I am a witness against you !"
"What have I done V" gasped Farm
er Johns.
"Last fall you took a lad from the
poorhouse—had one bound to you ac
cording to law."
"Sartin, sartin, and it was a poor
speculation fur me. The boy hain't
aimed his salt."
"You broke him down in the haryest
field, and when you knew that he was
ill you refused him medicines 1 The
boy hasn't seen a well day for three
months."
"Yes, but boys are great shirks.
Ilow'd I know whether he was sick or
or playing off on me ?"
"You are lying to your conscience,
Farmer Johns 1 How has that boy
fared for provisions and clothes ?"
"Hain't he got some of my old
clothes on this very minnit V" protest
ed the farmer. "They is full o' holes
and patches, in course, but am I going
to take a boy outer the poorhouse and
dress him in broad-cloth ? S'posen he
does shiyer a little—shiverin' don't
hurt anybody ! He gits 'nuff to eat. I
reckon—leastwise all he aims. I ain't
goin' to feed nobody on sweet-cake 1"
"Think of his sleeping in lhat cold
and dismal garret such a night as this!"
whispered the accuser.
"All his own fault !" replied the
farmer, "I gin him a chamber by him
self, but he kept coughing and groan
in'till I couldn't sleep. Put it all on
to git sympathy, but he made a mis
take. Me'n the old woman worked for
what we've got, and others must do the
same."
"A straw bed—a ragged quilt, and
the night cold enough to chill an ox !"
accused the voice.
"Oh 1 pshaw 1 You can't make me
believe the boys of torday are so much
more tender'n the boys of my time. It
hain't healthy fur boys to sleep too
warm. He'll warm up at the wood
pile as soon as daylight comes."
"Farmer Johns, no true Christian
talks as you do. Y r ou haye neither mer
cy nor charity 1"
• "Pooh ! Got lot of it ! And if I
wasn't a Christian man bow'd I git to
be a deacon in the church ? That boy
is a heap better ofT'n most of 'em.
"His body is black and blue from the
pounding you have inflicted."
"Well, he shouldn't oveisleep then."
"You have a heart of stone, Farmer
Johns. If that boy dies you will be ac
cused at the judgement seat of his mur
der 1"
"Nonsense ! Nobody feels any more
pity for poor folks than I do, and if
'Tom Poorhouse' dies it will be of eat
ing too much."
* ******
"This is the oldest patient we have
in the asylum," said the guide, as we
halted at the lower end of the ward.
It was a grated door. I looked
through and saw au old man cowering
in a corner. After a moment he rose
up and approached the door and whis
pered :
"And at daylight I called and called
him, but he didu't git up. I went up
with the horse-whip to teach him bet
ter'n to oversleep on me that way, but
Tom Poorhouse was dead on his straw
bed, and the snow had blowed in till it
almost kivered him up.'— Detroit Free
Press.
The Oldest Bank Note.
The oldest bank note probably in
existence in Europe is one preserved
in the Asiatic Museum at St. Peters
burg. It dates from the year 1399 B.
C., and was issued by the Chinese
Government. It can be proved from
Chinese chroniclers that, as early as
2697 B C., bank notes were current in
China under the name ot 'Hying mon
ey.' The bank note preserved at St.
Petersburg bears the name of the im
perial bank, date and number of issue,
signature of a mandarin, and contains
even a list of the punishments inflicted
for forgery of notes. This relic of
4,000 years ago is probably written,
for printing trom wooden tablets is
said to have been introduced in China
in the year 160 A. D.
Terms, SI.OO per Year, in Advance.
Financial Item.!
Young Snobberly Is a Fifth Avenue
(New York) Dude, who has more mon
ey than brains. The Snotbeilys are
neighbors of Jay Gould, and the famil
ies are quite intimate. Gould having
thrown out a hint that ho would give
his young friend some pointers, young
Snobberly bought of Gould a few huu
dred thousand dollars' worth of a cer
tain stock, which paper Gould assured
his young friend was perfectly good.
A few days afterwards Snobberly
rushed into Gould's office, pale as a
piece of Swiss cheese, aud dropped into
a chair.
"Mr. Gould, you have treated me
outrageously. I thought you were a
friend of the family."
"So I am, Snobberly. Why, what
can the matter be ?"
"That stock you sold me at ninety
five is only worth, twenty cents. You
told me the stock was good."
"Oh, no, Snobberly, I did nothing of
the kind."
"I asked you if the paper was good,
and you said it was."
"That's a different thing. The pa
per on which those-certificates are writ
ten is as good paper as ever I saw. It
is fine linen paper. I say still the pa
per is good. If you had asked me a
bout the signatures on the paper I
could have toid you at once that they
were no good, but that's not what you
asked me. All you wanted to know
was if the paper was good, and I still
say that it is. It is only what is writ
tea and printed on the paper that is
valueless. What,going already ! Good
morning, Snobberly.
"It is astonishiog, Mr. Sage," said
Gould, turning to an old gentleman at
an adjoining desk, "bow many men
there are who take everything for
granted. Joaquin Miller deceived him
self in the same way."— Sittings.
A Valuable Customer.
A merchant who has the patience to
successfully deal with the Arkansas
woman who wears a green sun-bonnet
and who is accompanied by several
children may not be recognized as a
commercial hero, but in the opinion of
thinking people, he is greater than a
man who taketh a city.
"Howdy," she says, entering the
store.
"W'y, how do you do, madam ?
What can I do for you ?"
"I want to look at some calico."
"Yes, step this way."
"You John I Behave yourself. Let
that alone," taking a cast iron plow
point from the boy and throwing it on
the floor. "Never mind the calico jest
now. Believe I'll look at some jeans."
"Yes, mum, step this way."
"You Wily. Come away from that
dog. John, put down that bucket.
Tildy, get up offen that floor. Now
look what you done,Wiley." The boy
has overturned a stack of crockery
ware.
"Oh, that makes no difference," says
the merchant, though a mother less
blind could see that, in painful anxiety
he is watching the children.
"Have you got any brown jeans—
the right brown ( v
"Yes, I think here is some that will
suit you.
"Wiley, come away from that water
bucket. Now, look at you." He has
upset the bucket, deluging his sister,
who "squeals" in deafening cadence.
"Never mind the jeans right now.
What's these ingon sets worth ?"
The merchant informs her.
"Same kind you had last year ?"
"l r es, I think so."
"Wall, them I got here last year
wan't no 'count. Is the mustard seed
fresh ?
"Yes, just got them."
"You, Wiley,dont scatter that straw
that way. John, quit scouriu' round
in that dirt. Wall,here's pap with the
wagin. Er good day to you."—Arfcan
sa 10 Traveler.
Stranger: 'I should think this thriv
ing little town should have a newspaper
published in it.'
Native : 'What for ?'
S. 'To publish the news.'
N. 'We've got two barbers and plen
ty of women to do that, stranger.'
8. 'Well, then, you ought to have a
newspaper to b'ow about your town.'
N. 'Pshaw! strauger; I reckon the
wind and the real estate agents do
enough of that.'
S. 'Yes; but you need a newspaper to
giye your citizens a sond-off when they
die.'
N. 'The vigilance committee gener
ally attends to that, and the preacher
helps 'em out on tne home stretch.'
S. 'Then you ought to have a news'
paper to do your lying for you.'
N. 'You're off again, stranger. Four
new lawyers moved iu yesterday. I
guess we don't need any newspaper,rais
ter.'
NO. 19-
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FLOATING GARDENS. r
How They are Secured and
Kept in Place.
Places Where Indian Oorn, Vegeta
bles and Flowers Grow Lux*
urantly.
'We visited the celebrated floating
gardens,' writes a correspondent in
Mexico. 'When a tract ot vegetation
composed of reeds, water plants and
busher, intervoven and laced together,
becomes so dense that it will bear a
superstructure,strips of turf twenty to
30 yards long by two yards wide are
cut from some suitable firm place,float
ed to it down the canal anjl laid upon
it; this is repeated several times, and
thus an island is securely raised two ''
or three feet above the leyel of the wa
ter, a little soil is spread over it and it
becomes a chinampa, or floating gar
den, on which Indian corn, vegetables
and flowers are grown. The gardens
vary in size frotmlOO to 200 feet in
length and from twenty to 100 in
width, according to the nature of the
vegetation which supports them.
'To secure these gardens in their
proper places long willow poles are
driven through them into the ground
below, where they soon take root. The
poles also throw out roots into the
beds of the floating gardens, and so
hold them steady.
'We took a line of street cars and
were landed near an old Spanish
bridge, alongside of which we found a
number of miserable flat boats covered
with awnings, with a seat on 'each
side, covered with red calico. We
held our noses, as well as our breaths.
Ifpon leaving the city the canal is
lined on both sides with beautiful
trees of the species of the weeping
willow, only that they are quite tall.
The city gate, or local custom house,
is then passed. Here are to be seen
many boats laden with lumber, fire
wood, vegetables, fruit, flowers, etc.,
waiting to pay toll. A large daily
revenue is derived from this source by
the government. The stalwart In
dians swiftly pole the boat up the
stream for about ten minutes mpre,
and Santa Anita is reached. This is
an old Indian village, which has un
dergone few or no changes for the last
300 years, if we except the public
school for boys and girls and a small
church. It is a favorite pleasure re
sort for the inhabitants of Mexico,
especially during the summer months,
and it is rendered doubly attractive
by the numerous chinampas or float
ing gardens found in its vicinity, on
which are grown In remarkable abun- •
dance vegetables of all kinds and beau
tiful flowers, which are sold for a mere
trifle.
'The water in the canal was the col
or of dishwater. At Santa Anita we
entered a narrow ditch just wide e
nough for our boat. The little boy
who pulled the. boat with a long pole
worked manfully. We passed by a
number of womsn washing clothes on
the banks and using a flat stone as a
washboard. The gardens surprised
and pleased us. Here was a small
strip of land of, say, 20 feet wide by
100 deep, surrounded by water, pro
ducing the finest of onions, another
cabbages, another radishes, another
carrots, another flower, and so on, for
at least a mile—a succession of the.
finest cultivated gardens I ever saw.
These Mexican Indians are the best
gardners in the whole world aside from
the Germans. Their methods are rude,
but they know how to cultivate their
garden patches. On our return we
met boat loads of boys and girls sing
ing and laughing as they slowly glid
ed along. It was not a Venetian
scene, but it showed that the brown
shouldered, black-eyed Indian girl
could talk and dream of love.'
The 'thought-reader* placed his
hand on the man's head, withdrew it
and struck him a fearful blow on the
nose. When the man got out from
under the chair, and asked the reader
what he had hit him for, he replied :
'Just as I placed" my hand on your
head, you thought I was a blame big
fool; and I don't allow anybody to
think that, no matter if he's as big as
a house.'
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