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VOL. GO.
A NOBLE REVENGE.
A fair, fragile-lookinj; boy, of appar
ently some fourteen years, stood lean
tug over the railing in the counting
room of Glendon & Co., the great im
porters and merchant princes of the
city of Boston.
There was a look of piteous pleading
in his soft brown eyes; and his pale, sad
face spoke more than woids could tell
of the fear and anguish with which his
young heart was so cruelly rent.
'lt is not myself that I care for,' he
sobbed, gazing at the hard-featured
man who was writing at one of the
desks, 'but it's my mother, sir—ttiis
shock will kill her !'
•Young man, you ought to have
thought of that before,' replied the
Hard-featured man, in a cold, harsh
one.
'But I'm innocent, sir. Indeed, sir,
I never took the money.'
'How, then, do ycu account for the
possession of part of the bills ?'
'I can account for them in 110 other
way, sir, than that I must have receiv
ed them in change.'
•But where ?'
•I cannot tell where - '
The stern merchant, for it \*as Mr.
Glendon himself, looked up, while an
ugly light beamed from his merciless
eye.
'William Sanderson !' he exclaimed,
laying his watch upon the desk, while
the hard lines around Lis face became
still harder, 'I will give you just five
minutes to reveal what you have done
with that money. If at the end of that
time you are silent, I shall give you in
charge of the officer.'
And he resumed his writing.
The boy leaned still further oyer the
mahogany railing, and the great sobs
which shook his frail form, it would al
most seem, would have moved a heart
of adamant.
Bui the merchant was made of even
sterner stuff, and did not once look up
until the five minutes had expired.
'Now, sir 1' he said taking up his
watch with an impatient gesture aud
glancing at the boy.
'I cannot tell, sir; for indeed I did
not steal it, sir—l came honestl} by
those bills.'
'Enough said,' was the merchant's
quiet rejoinder, as he stamped his foot
upon the floor.
'Oh, spare me, sir—spare mv mother,'
pleaded the hoy, tears of anguish and
shame streaming clown his cheeks.
'Be merciful und heaven will reward
you. * Oh '"
'Enough said !' repeated the mer
chant with stem emphasis. 'Not an
other word from you, sir—not another
word !'
'Officer,' he added as a policeman en
tered, 'there is the culprit—do your
duty.'
And half dead with tenor, William
Sanderson was dragged away to tue
prison.
'Only a woman fainted, your honor,'
said the sheriff, in response to the in
terrogatory of the Judge, next day, in
the crowded police court-room.
But. with one wild spring, William
Sanderson cleared the prisoner's dock,
and was beside the inanimate person.
'Oh, mother, speak to me!' he cried,
as kneeling down he placed his cheek
to hers. 'Oh, lam not guilty—indeed
lam not—my innocence will yet be
proved. Oh, will not some one bring a
glass of water —anything quick !' and
he glanced around wildly upon the ar
ray of pitying faces.
A medical gentleman who chanced to
be present stepped forward.
Giving her a hasty glance, lie knelt
beside the boy, and placed bis hand
quickly upon her heart.
Then an expression of awe stole over
his grave face, and he turned sorrow
fully to the almost pallid figure at his
side.
'Be brave, my boy.' lie said, as lie
placed one hand upon the youth's head,
•lean do nothing for her; she is past
all mortal help.'
In a dazed sort of way the lad arose
and looked around him.
'Make way for an Important witness,'
called the criei, from the extremity of
the court-room near the door.
There was a hurried consultation on
the bench, and then Thomas Kllsler
was called to the stand.
lli3 testimony was straightforward
aud conclusive.
lie had received the bills from Mr.
Glendon himself in change for a draft.
Mr. Glendon having called his atten
tion to the fact that they were marked
at the time. And lie had paid them
out to William Sanderson, 111 change,
never expecting to hear from them
again.
But having just at that moment read
a paragraph in the morning paper in re
lation to the case, he had hastened to
the court-ioom to prevent an injustice
from being done.
Mr. Glendon admitted now that he
recollected the circumstance of the pay
ment, which had slipped his memory.
With a strong reprimand of Mr.
Glendon the judge ordered the dis
charge of the prisoner.
Utterly humiliated, the stern mer-
chant approached William Sanileison.
Even his hard heart was melted.
'Forgive me, William.' he said, hold
ing out his hand: 'L will give you hack
your old place, and double your pay al
so, iu consideration of my error.'
Then, for the llrst tun •, did the poor
victim arouse from his lethargy.
'Will you give me back my dead
mother ?' he demanded, fixing his eyes,
in which now glittered a steely light,
upon those of his employer.
'No, I cannot do that,' replied the
merchant, still proffering his hand,'but
I will repair, so far as lies in my power,
the wrong I have done you. Lot us bo
friends.'
* Never!' exclaimed the youth, the
steely glitter increasing to a glare.
'Never will 1 be friends with my moth
er's murderer. There will be a grave
between us—a graye that I will
some tune avenge.'
And he brushed by the merchant and
was lost in the throng.
Twenty years had passed Jaway,
bringing its usual vicissitudes and
changes,
The great house of Glendon & Co.
had gone down In the midst of a terri
ble financial panic, such as frequently
sweep over the country, and Mr. Glen
don was. a poor man, dependant for
his daily bread upon the labors of bis
son, who held a clerkship in the rapid
ly rising establishment of Sanderson &
Allen.
But suddenly this support to his de
clining years seemed about to be taken
away.
Roger Glendon was accused of for
gery. 'lt cannot be true,' the old mer
chant repeated to himself; 'yet I will go
and see.'
And he hastened to the counting
room of his son's employers.
lie found the senior partner of the
tirm alone.
'I have called,'he said, 'in relation
to the reported accusation against my
son. Tell me, is it true ?'
Tho gentleman cave a great start of
surprise, when he Ix'gan to speak, but
when lie had concluded, arose and
handed him some papers without a
word.
In them lie discovered ample evidence
that would convict his son.
'Spare him 1' he pleaded, as he return
ed the papers. 'Spare him, for I am
sure I never meant to wrong you, and
he will some time pay you to the utter
most farthing. Be merciful to my
gray hairs, sir—he is all the suppoit
and dependence of my declining years
—and let them not be brought in sor
row to the grave.'
'Not another word, sir,' was Mr.
Sanderson's reply. 'I wish tc hear no
more. Your son will not suffer unjust
ly, as I once did.'
Something in the speaker's tone ar
rested the old man's attention, and he
gazed at him fixedly.
'I)o you know me, sir V' inquired the
rich merchant.
'I think I have seen you somewhere,'
replied his petitioner, 'hut where, I
cannot recall to my mind.'
'Don't you remember that scene in
the police court room years ago when
the mother of an innocent boy, fell
dead with surprise and horror at be
holding her son in such a place ?
Don't von know William Sanderson?'
The old man uttered a gasping cry
and tottered back against ttie wall.
'Heaven help me!' I:e moaned, 'for
your hour of vengeance lias come at
last.'
'Can you call on heaven for help ?'
demanded the merchant. 'The Book
says, 'With what measure ye mete it
shall be measured to you again,' does it
not ?'
Ilis visitor answered not a word, but
appeared entirely overcome with bis
weight of agony.
William Sanderson rested his head
upon iiis hand a moment in thought.
Then he grasped the papers, and
walking to the old man's side passed
them into his hands.
'Take thein,' he said, the steely glare
in his eye giving place to a softer light;
'take them and destroy them. They
are the only evidence ot your son's
crime.'
The old merchant gave a joyful gasp.
'Do you mean it ?' he cried, clutch
ing them firmly.
'I mean so,' replied William Sander
son, nervously.
'Then you forego your,vengenco ?'
'Yes I will restore your son to you,
free from every taint upon his name.
I will keep him in my counting-room.
I am not afraid to trust him now, for
lie will be as grateful to me as I should
have been to you, had you chosen to
spare me. Good day.'
And William Sanderson had comple
ted his revenge.
In 1813 there was built in AVal
tham, Mass , a mill believed to have
been the first in the world which com
bined all the requirements for making
finished cloth from raw cotton.
The United States has three limes as
many telephones as all Europe,
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MILLHEIM, PA., THURSDAY, MARCH 4., 188 G.
A I'AI'KK KOKTUBIIOMH CIKCI.K
"11KR YANK RE."
AM INCi DEN r OF THE WAR.
There is a long lapse of 3ears be
tween that time and this, but the inci
dent has lost none oT its pathos or
beauty, because of that.
I can see her now as she trips along
to school, a sweet little giil of 7 years,
her sunny curls blown hack from a fair
forehead, her bright blue eyes glad in
the innocent happiness of childhood.
It was in 1801 that there were a few
prisoners of war brought to (i foi
incarceration and kept here several
months, well guarded. Little Sal lio
passed the prison every morning on her
way to school, and, with childish curi
osity, though not evincing any fear,she
would look at the gloomy place of con
linement giving a glance of commingled
pity and awe at the prisoners, peering
hopelessly from the small windows of
the forbidding house. The men,weary
of the monotony of captivity, were
glad to see the little sunbeam as it tlit
ted by, morning and evening, though
it left them in shadow.
There was one. however, pale and
sick, whom the child gazed at in mule
sympathy,and he in return would smile
at her until once he called her, say ing :
"Come and bid me good morning, and
teil me your name."
Attracted by bis gentle manner aud
refined appearance, she approached and
said : "My name is Sallie, ami what
is your name ?"
"Charlie,"lie answered; then he said,
"My dear little girl, if you have any
thing In your bucket please give me
something to eat, lor 1 am sick and
cannot eat prison fare."
"I will give it all to you, but I don't
know how to get it way up there."
"Ask the guards to let you pass."
With childish confidence she went 10
the nearest guard, but was courteously
refused, and going back, told tl o
Yankee. lie then b.ide her a>k the
guards to pass the bucket to him.
Returning to the sentiuei, she said so
earnestly, "Please carry this to that
poor man, who is so sick," that the
Confederate soldier could not resist the
pleading eves and manner, or the com
passionate feelings of his own heart,
and taking the lunch pvsed it as re
quested. So it continued for a week,
until the child was seen comii g with
two buckets, one for herself, the other
for "tier Yankee."
She was afraid to reveal her secret at
home, fearing she might he denied the
piivilege f feeding her Van e\ ami
when her mother asked her why she
carried two buckets and why she chose
the daintiest and best of all on the ta
ble, she replied : "Oh, mamma, it. is
for a poor person not able to buy nice
things to eat " The evasion was par
uonahle under the circumstances. Of
ten did she deprive herself of delicacies
to be put mlj the "other" bucket; and
so it went on for four months, the
guards allowing her to pass fieely, and
her mother encouraged her in her char
itable deed, but never dreaming who
was the recipient.
At last Sallie passed one evening and j
the prison was empty. Iler Yankee 1
and his companions had been exchang
ed and had gone to join their iesp ctive
commands. Sallie quietly stopped tak
ing his lunches and her mother suppos
ed she had simply become tired of it.
Four months passed in comparative
peace, when the dread cry was heard,
"The Yankees are coming !" Every
body tried to be calm and collected,bul
very few succeeded. Soon the town
was "blue," and Sallie's m >ther had
her front yard and porch full of the
blue-coated strangers and among them
two Lieutenants and one Captain. The
lady had shut all her little children into
the bedroom with the Injunction, "Be
perfectly quiet."
The Captain announced that he
would like to have dinner for himself
and men. Fle and solemn,not afraid,
but feeling that her intruders were her
enemies, s' e left them, and going to
her room to see after'ho children found
them "mute as mice," with the excep
tion of Sallie. who would run to the
window and turn the blinds. Her
mother begged and scolded in an awful
whisper—"Don't do that, Sallie !"
"Just a little bit, mamma. I won't let
them see me," an 1 suiting the action
to the woid, she turned the blind very
carefully nnd enight a glimpse of a face
that she and she alone of all the family,
had ever seen before.
"Oh ! mamma, there's ray Yankee!"
she exclaimed, forgetting all precau
tions and instructions. "Let me go
| and s u e him ; I'm not a bit afraid 1"
The poor mother, already iu a state of
bewilderment, thought that her bright
and beautiful child had suddenly be
come bereft of her senses, and cried
out. "ilusb, Sallie! You have no
Yankee, and they'll kill you if you go
out 1 here!" Being compelled to super
1 intend the d s n er, she locked the door
to keep thb child safe and returned to
the kitchen.
When dinner was ready Mrs.
went through the room into the hall
where the soldiers were assembled,
Sal lie slipped her golden head out and
stood partly in the d >or,while the men,
slowly and silently, marched to the
dining-room When thh seventh man
passed he glanced at the child, and in a
moment of glad recognition, caught
her up in his arms and kissed her again
and again.
"Mamma, I told you this was my
Yankee !"
Mis stood in a stats of amaze
ment boarding on stupefaction, and
tin* men were as much astonished.
"This is my sweet little Sillie 1" tho
Yankee exel timed,and the child wound
her arms around' his neck whispering,
"Charlie, 1 have the Yankee dollar you
gave me yet." "Madam," said the
soldier, "I must explain this scene, as
you seem to be in total ignorance of ray
acquaintance with your little daughter.
While I have never had the honor of
seeing you before to-day, I am no
stranger, as you see, to this dear little
child. She saved my life by feeding
me daily for months when I was sick
and feeble for want of proper nourish
ment while a prisoner in this town."
With tears filling his eyes he continu
ed, "All ! you would not be surprised
at my loving her if you only knew,
could comprehend, the dreariness <f
prison life and how this little angel
biightened it by her visits and her
charity. 1)> not have any fears,madam.
I would protect your interests and this
child with my life."
I do not know how long the soldiere
remained in G but they left to j >in
in other battles and Charlie was killed
iu one some time after.
Sallie is married, has a lovely home,
two beautiful and interesting children
and is a kind neighbor and friend.
The Romance of a Coal Stove.
One day last fall, after talking until
liis throat was sore, a Detroit stove
dealer succeeded in selling a widow a
coal stove, but it was with the proviso
that if everything didn't w >rk satisfac
tory he was to make it. Two days af
ter delivering the stove he got his first
call. A boy entered the store and said:
"Mrs.—wants you to come up and
fix the' stove. The house is full of
smoke "
A man was sent up, and he found
the trouble to he with the chimney.)
0 ily three or four days had passed
when the boy came in again and said :
"That stove is puffing and blowing
and scaring the widow to death. She
wants the saiue man to come up a
gain."
He was sent, and it wis discovered
that she didn't know how to arrange
the dampers and drafts. Everything
seemed to run well for a week,and then
the hoy walked in to announce :
"She sent me down to have you send
that man up again. Tho house is full
01 coal gas."
The .nan went up and applied the
remedy, but inside of three days tin*
stove g >t to pufii ig; two days after that
the fire wouldn't draw ; then it drew
; too much; then gas escaped again. At
length the dealer went to the houseand
i said :
"Madam, you gave me S3O for the
stove; how much will you take for it?"
"I wouldn't sell it."
"But I can't be sending my man up
here every two or three days all win
ter "
"You won't have to. I've conclud
ed to marry him in order to have some
one here in eas9 of accident."
And three days ago they were quietly
and happily married.— Detroit Free
Press.
An Awful Calamity.
[From the Arkansas Traveler.]
An old negro with an air of utter de
jection sat 011 a bench in front of a cab
in. Some one, seeing that he must be
miserable, stopped and caid :
'You do not seem to be enjoying
yourself, old man.'
'No, honey. De time for my 'joy
ment is dun olier.'
'What is the matter ?'
'Wife dim dead, honey.'
'I am very sorry to hear that, and I
assure you that you have my sympathy.'
'Thankee, sail.'
•A man loses a good friend when his
wife dies.'
'Dat he do, honey; dat he do. I has
foun'dat out ter my sor', let me tell
yer, an' now my good days is all gone.'
'What was the matte with your wife?'
'I dunno, honey. She tuk sick one
night an' she died de liaixt ebening. It
wuz er awful blow 011 me, fur dat
'omen wuz earnin' sls ebery raunf. It
wuz awful hard fur her to die jes' arter
de white folks had raised her wages.
'Feared like long esshe wueked for sl2
er munf, she kep' her licit, but the sls
'peared like, wuz too much fur her.
Yes, sail, she wuz snatched off at the
berry time when she wuz de most use
to me. I do m know what's goin' ter
come o' me. I'll hab ter go ter wuck,
I'sc afreed.'
Terms, SIOO per Year, in Advance.
lie did not look liken joker. Ono
to look nt him would have said his
soul was so lost in thought that he
did not cure two cents whether the sun
set at noon or at ten o'clock. Ho en
tered the ladies' sitting room at the
railway station (Xev York,) walked
up to a woman whose husband had
gone out about ten minutes previous
ly, and candy enquired
"Your husband went out to see the
river, didn't he?"
"Yes," she replied, turning rather
pale.
'•He was a tall man, wasn't he?"
"He was," she replied, rising up
and turning still paler.
"Had red hair, hadn't he?"
44 He had. O, what has happened?'
"Couldn't swim, could he?"
"No! My husband is drowned! My
husband is drowned!" she cried.
"Had on a silver watch chain?"
continued the stranger.
"Oh, my husband! where is the
body?" she gasped.
"I)o not excite yourself, my dear
madam. Did your husband have on
a grey suit? "
"Dear Thomas! my Thomas! let me
see him!" she cried.
"Come this way, madam, but do
not get excited. Is that your husband
across the street at that peanut stail?"
"Yes; that's him; that's my hus
band!" she exclaimed joyfully. "Hut
you said be was drowned."
"No madam, I did not; but I saw
him buying peanuts, and I believed it
my duty to inform you they are not
healthy at this season of the year."
lie walked away, and she stood
there and bit her parasol, and started
after him like a menagerie on wheels.
Played To a Freeze Out.
Over in the treasury a story is told at
the expense of a high ollicial. The air
in the room was rather chilly, but the
clerks were found busily at work in
their light office coats. They had
wanned tlie bulb of the thermometer
up to seventy-five, and awaited develop
ments. Tlie official remarked that it
was cold and shivered and looked un
easily about the room. The clerk leis
urely glanced at the thermometer and
said it was very comfortable. The offi
cial looked and saw and wondered.
k l think 1 must have a chill,' he said,
but ho went to lbs desk.
Pretty soon the clerk in front of hitn
deliberately pulled off his coat and re
sumed work.
'I am sure I must have a chill' again
remarked the official, but every clerk
had his nose down to business, and
hadn't time to answer.
'Good heavens!' exclaimed another
in a loud voice, pulling off his coat.
The official, still muffled in his over
coat and shivering, w*mt oyer again
and looked at the thermometer. A
clerk had in the mean tuna applied the
lighted end of a cigar to the bulb, and
the mercury had jumped to eighty.
'Dear me!' said the official. 'l'm
afraid I'm going to be sick.' After a
little he pulled on his gloves and start
ed for home, took quinine and whiskey,
and went to bed. When he returned to
the office next day the story met him iu
the corridor. He says it is all right; he
is well, and the fellows who played it
on him are sneezing their heads off.
American Thorough-bred
Horses.
Formerly thorough-bred horses, as
usually bred here, were either a trifle
under or oyer fifteen hands high, as a
general rule, very few reaching to or
exceeding fifteen and one-half hands.
Their weight in working condition va
rying from nine hundred to twelve
hundred pounds. Stallions of this size
were not suitable to get sufficiently
stout class of roadsters, and in conse
quence of this, our fanners would sel
dom take their mares to them, even if
their services were offered at quite
moderate prices, as they often were,
when not fast enough to win at a race,
or for some other reason not kept on tlie
course. Now among the best, and we
believe the most successful breeders,
thorough-breds are preferred of fifteen
and one-halt to sixteen andone ha'f
hands high, and weighing eleven hun
dred to thirteen hundred pounds. These
are large enough to get powerful car
riage horses and general roadsters, on
cold-blooded mares of good size. In
England occasional thorough-breds at
tain seventeen hands, and we believe
Harkawav and Ilarkforward were a
trifle over this; but are not certain as
to tlie fact. This is rather an undesir
able size,but they were splendid horses,
very fleet, and got superior stock. A
grandson of Ilarkaway, we are infoioi
ed, is now standing iu Kentucky, and
is a worthy descendant of this great
horse —A. B. ALLEN in American Ag
riculturist for February.
NO.
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Till mage on Marriage.
Rev. T. De Witt Talmage preached
on Sunday, January 10th, the first of a
series of sermons on mutriage. Here
are some of the sentences uttered by
Dr. Ta'mago :
"There are a vast number of people
who ought not to be married. There
are 910,000 more women in England
than men, and about the same number
in this country. The moral of such a
fact is that thousands of women should
regard it as a duty to take measures so
effective that they should be able to
take care of themselves. Another fact
is thai there are a very Urge number of
men who are not fit to be married, and
it is time to say that if a woman losses
her integrity and her honor is not fit to
be married, then it is equally true that
a man who is untrue to the best
promptings of his moral nature and is
impure, is not fit to be married. Johu
Wesley—as good a man as ever lived
was chained to a woman who did all
she could to destroy his influence, and
sat inCity Road Chapel making mouths
at him while he preached. Then there
are women who are scolds and who
look on you like a Match noitheaster.
Then there are the opium-eating wo
n en —400,000 of them in America to
day—who will have their drug although
it costs them the greatest treasure of
their household. I urge you to ask di
vine guidance,because society is full of
artificiality. After her dress-makei.
her hair adjuster, her jeweler and other
mysterious agencies have transfoimed
a woman, how can au unsophisticated
matt discern the real meaning of these
physiological hieroglyphics ? Men are
by these means swindled, they make a
bargain from a sample, and when the
goodi come to be delivered they find
that they ate not equal to the sample.
They marry a sweet-tempered womaD,
as they suppose, ana she turns out to
be a Jezebel; they marry a woman as
meek apparently aa tkfsainted Mary,
and they get a Lucrezia Birgiawheo
they thokght they had a Martha Wash
ington. I care not for such Women or
the richness of their upholstery, for I
will tell them they ate not as honest as
the Cyprians on the street ; for these
latter advertise their infamy, but the
former profess heaven when they mean
hell.
44 A great deal has been said about
women heing taken from the ribs of
Adam. But there are twenty-four ribs,
and there are twenty-three possibilities
to one that you will get the wrong rib.
John Milton, the poet, who was blind,
was told that his wife was a rose, and
he replied, l I am not much of a judge
of color,but I think that it is very like
ly so, for I feel the thorn.' Look at
Solomon, whose married life was as uu
happy as it was multitudinous, and a
tnong the wise observations of his ex
perience in this matter is this : 4 A
continual dropping on a very rainy day
and a contentluous woman are alike.'
"If in this matter you make no mis
take you will hive two heavens, one
here below and one hereafter ; but it
you do make a mistake you have two
hells, one here and one hereafter."
Dr. Talmage concluded by giving a
number of illustrations of the benefi
cence of women as a Christian, and
closed with a pathetic and touching de
scription of the scenes around his own
mother's death bed.
Two Wall Street Pictures.
A speculator in four years has paid
one firm in Wall street the sura of $250,
000 in commissions, says a New York
letter. He was a wealthy man when
he went into the street with a laudable
but unwarrantable desire to increase
his patrimony by speculating in stocks.
Now, so heavy have been his losses
that he would be satisfied if he possess
ed the sum he has pud out in commis
sions. As it is, he will cheerfully ac
cept a clerkship in the said firm, who
wish to avail themselves of his numer
ous acquaintances to increase their cus
torn. If he had been contented with
a handsome sufficiency for the day, a
mounting really to super-abundance,he
would now be in affluence instead of
in the position of comparative destitu
tion he is.
On the other hand, a young clerk a
few years ago commenced to speculate
in the street with S2OO, the savings of
a year's abstinence from smoking, and
now is worth in real estate over SI,OOO,
GOO and several more in secucities. Iu
Wall street speculation, more than in
anything else,what is gain for one man
is ruin foi another.
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