J I SUSIE'S INVESTMENT. Tho rmt, 1ieoiir.iinK light of thi Autumn morning revealed ovorr crack in tli discolored ceiling, every flaw in the uucvon board floor, and Mr. Kii bee looked around wiUi n bouildoroil ir nn she onmn in to pot the lneukfut. "Come, mother, nmke baste I" shout d old Kisbee. "I've got to get out to the wood lots bright and early this morning." "Yen, I know, father." The old woniim Bt ill stared around her. "I can't thiuk what makes the room look o queer. Oh, I kuow I Fatbor, you've torn thoso morning glory vines away from the window." Of course I have," said he. "Dried Tip old truck, keepiu' out tho light aud ir. What e were they?" "But there were lots o' flowers and buds on 'em yet, fathor. And in that sheltered spot the frost wouldn't her touchod for a week to come." "Mornin glories don't amount to nothia'," snarlod Kisbee. "Besides, I'm goin' to Lev a load dumped there to day. It's a handy place for a wood pile." Father I" "I'm goia' to her load o wood dumped here to-day I Don't I spuak loud euough ?" "But, father, you always said yon as goin' to build a kitchen out there.' .. "I never said nothin' of the sort I" "I want a kitchen;" pleaded the poor old woman. "That's a horse of another color," sneered the old man. "And when we were first married yon promised me " "I dare say I promised a good many foolish things then. There's soma promises better broken than kept," philosophically observed Luke. "And this old room's damp, and th walls has settled, and the ceiKng haa fell and I calculatin' to her It fixed up and pnt my bed here when the new kitchen was built It always makes me feel so dreadful cheap when the sewing society meets here to hare onr bed a-standiu' in the parlor, no matter how handsome the patchwork is." Luke wiped his bands on the roller towel. "Well, you're stood It thirty years," aid he, "an' I gnesa yon can stand it a little while longer." "Do yon mean, father, that I ain't to hare the new kitchen, after all T' "That's exaatly what I do mean." Mrs. Kisbee said no more, but tho alow, bitter tears of old age trickled down ber cheeks as she lighted the fire, brought a pail of drinking water from the spring and began to fry the ham and eggs in a little skillet Her sob George came over that afternoon from Farley's Mills, where he was foreman in a great shirt factory. "Alothor 1" suid he, "I've got some thing to tell you. I'm engaged to ! marry Susy Stopford. Why, mother, ' what's the matter ? What are you cry- ! ing about ? I thought you'd be so ! pleased." I "It's jest like all the rest o' the luck!" sobbed poor old Mrs. Kisbee. "Father's been aud tore dowu all my moruin' i glory vines, an' I aiu't goin' to hev uny new kitchen after all these yeurs, and now my ouly son has got engaged to one of the btopfords, that wasu't nover friends with our folk " l -But, mother," laughingly pleaded George, "those ara not the days of , Montague aud Capulet feuds." " j "I don't know what you're talkia' about," said Mrs. Kisbee, who was not ! a student of tha immortal Shakespeare, ! "but I always despuod them Stopfords. i An' Susan, she's a story writer, I am told, as goes about with her fingers all inky, and don't help none at all witn the house work." "But, mother, she hires a girl with, the money she earns. She's the best and sweetest girl in the world. When may I bring her to see you?" "I don't want to see her at all," said the old woman, querulously. And then she broke down again, crying. George went away, much perturbed in spirit. He had never seen his mother so heartbroken before. "I don't know what shell say," thought he, "when she hears that father's made np his mind to sell the old place. It's too bad of him. But father never treated mother half deoent." Susie Stopford was at the window when young Kisbee came back. She ran out to meet him, her bright hair blowing in the winds, her red Up apart. "Well, George?" she cried. "I don't know what to say to you, Susie," he began; "mother isn't herself to-day. But she " "She doesn't like me, George I knew that before. There was some old trouble between her mother and Grand father Stopford. She jilted him or he threw her over. I never quite under stood which. But I fully intend to make her like me." "I am afraid she won't give you the the chance, Susy." Tell me all about it, George," sho said. George told her. "I only wish I was rich," said he. "I would buy the place mvse'if, and I'd build that kitchen tho poor old soul so longs for and a porch in front to train morning glory Tines on. .busy looked thoughtful "Who buys it ?" she asked 'Doctor Trevor." "What does he pay?" Twelve hundred dollars. It isn't a very big prioe, but this land is sterile and the house is old. Poor mother 1 It will break her heart, I fear, to leave it." Susie suddenly lifted her bright eyes to her lover's face. "George," she said, "I can't give you up ; not evsn to yonr mother." "Susy, my darling 1" "But this I will do I'll make her like me yet see if I don't!" The girl jumped np and ran sobbin or into the house. She could not resume script of a half -finished story lay on the table in her cosy sanctum. She got out her bank book and studied it for awhile ; then she brought in a shallow box and adjusted it in the sunniest nook of the kitchen caoment. "Lame, Susnu. what are you doing?" aked Aunt l'siuulia. who was cutting np pumpkins for pies. "Flantin morn ing glory seeds at this timo o' year. Be you gone crazy ?" "I thought I should like to have some plants ready for blossoming tho first thing in the spring," said Susan, color ing a littlo. Mrs, Kisbce's poor old face grow very white and drawn when she heard that her husbaud hud sold the old place, but sho signed the deed without a word of remonstrance. It's late in tho day for mo to op pose Lnko's will," said she. "But one thiug I know I'm too old a tree to boar transplanting. Wheu I loave tho old house whero I was born I shall loavo it iu a coflin. Father, he's goin' to put his money into western land specnla tion that Squire Oliver's so full of, and it will bo scattered like autumn leaves. Oh, dear oh, dear I" "George," she said to her son one day when he stopped in to see her, "Dr. Trevor, he's a buildin' on the prettiest wing you ever see. He said he hoped it wouldn't disturb me nono, but they was in a hurry with the alter ations." "You don't mind it, do yon, mother?" Mrs. Kisbee shook her pitoous old gTay head sadly. "No," said she. "I like to hear the hammerin. I'm glad Mis' Trevor's goin' to have a nicer place to work in than ever I had." "Mother, Susy says " Mrs. Klsboe's face hardened. "1 don't want to hoar what Susy says," says she. "I don't calculate to go and live with you and Susau Stopford. I am an old woman, an' I've got ways of my own that I can't give up, I don't want nothin' to do with a daughter-in-law." Sho watchod her son go down the path. George has got an orful queer look in hi face," said she. "Mebbe I said too uuoh. George has always bin a good boy, an' I didn't mean to hurt his folio's. But I meant every word I said." It was Spring heforo the alterations on the house were finished. "It's the old home and yet it ain't," said she. "The new bedroom furniture earns yesterday, and two Darby and Joan cheers for the verandy, and suoh a pretty kitchen set, with new crockery complete. Mis Trevor '11 bo a happy woman." Luke Kisbee stood sheepishly look ing out of the new south window. As his wife came up to him he suddenly turned around. "Mother," said he, "I may's well tell now as ever. That Western property turned out bad. There wa'n't any good title, it seems." An' you've lost every cent! Ev rey cent!" "Fathor." said sho, "what's them under tho window ? Mornin' glories 1 This timo of year? Why tho apples aia't fairly in bloom yet, and here tho mornin' glories is four feet high and trained on strings already. Who's that woman dowu thero workin' round tho roots ? Transpluntiu' thorn from a wooden box, trim's I live ! Why, it's Susan Stopford. Aud there's Georgo li'tia' nuoiher box of 'cm outeu a nagnn. Well. I do declare I" She hurriedly oneuod the window and called excitedly: George ! Georgo ! Susan 1 Don't you put nil thorn vines into the ground. Save ono in a littlo flower pot for mo when 1 go to tuo poorhouse I Susy topford laid down her trowel. "Mrs. Kisbee mother I" said she, in a voice so full of tender sympathy that the old woman involuntarily held out her hands to her. "Mother," interrupted George, "let me tell you a story. Bight here among the morning glory vines, under the window. This is your birthday, mother. You're seventy years old to-day. And here are the deeds of the old home in my pocket. Susy's present to you, mother. It's Susy that has bought this place and fitted it up just as wo thought you would like it. And here you are to live like a queen in your palace to the end of your days." Mrs. Kisbee's lip quivered a flush rose to her forehead. "I never thought o' that," said she. "It ain't a dream, is it? But I I won't live here, Susy, unless you and George will come here and live, too." Busy shook ber sunshiny head. "George must be near Farley's Mills," she said. "But we'll come and spend Sunday with you, mother, if you'll let us." "If I'll let you I" Trembling all over, Mrs. Kisbee opened the door and came out into the sweet spring air and sunshine. "Won't you kiss me, Susy," said she. "I've been awful unoharitable in my thoughts of you, but I'm willin' to take 'em all back now. If I'd only knowed you loved mornin' glories as well as I did I'd have felt different." "Susy," said Georgo, as they drovo home together, "are you satisfied with your investment I Aud Susy answered : "Moro thau satisfied I" Chicago i'ost. her thpugh tie man a- Success In Life, What is success in life, and who is the successful man ? Is it not he who sets out in life with the determination to accomplish a certain object, con centrates all energies upon is attain ment, and attains it, no matter what else befalls him ? If, then, I strive to be rich, like the late Jay CIoul I, and win riches, I am less successful be cause at last, like him, I am afflicted with bad health, which cuts short mv days m d prevents me from enjoying my riches ? Am I less successful as a lawyer or a banker because my wife is a vixen or my children are spend thrifts? Most certainly rot. Yet many persons would seem to think I a.n. Why, asks a great Roman sa tirist, do you wish for wealth, which ruined Seneca ; or for eloquence, which caused Demosthenes and Cice ro to be assassinated ; or to be a great general like Hannibal, who was de feated at last, and killed himself in exile ? But did not each of these men win the very thinq he aspired to win ? Why, then, judge of his career by its last days, as if its character de pended mainly on its catastrophe? Why regard a man's life as successful if it end triumphantly, and as a failure if it end disastrously ? If a man lives seventy years, does his seventieth year contain more or less than one-seventieth part of his life, and tan it effect the success or failure of that life to more than just that extent ? If Hannibal and Napoleon sought to be great generals, and became such, were they less successful because they they finally met with reverses in war at d died ingloriously ? Was General Grant an tinsuccessful man because he died of a very painful disease? Was William Pitt, who aspired to be and became the leading statesman and Parliamentary orator of Great Britain, unsucessful because his efforts to crush the hydra headed power of Napoleon were defeated by the victory at Aus terlitz and he sunk under the blow? If he won the highest station in the kingdom was First Lord of the Treas ury and Chancellor of the Exchequer did he not obtain the object of his wishes, albeit he died of a broken heart ? Because, again, the object of a man's life pursuit does not satisfy him when gained, because "The lovely toy, so fiercely tought, Hath lost its charm on being cnught," is his success less positive ? Is not success one thing, and happiness another ? William Mather, in Harper's Young J'eople. Dangers of the Season. The sudden rlirinopn in vafthr in the latter part of the winter and early spring are a source of colds and coughs. The season is a particularly dangerous one for rersons with weak Iudl-s or of delicate constitution. A slight cold is likely to become a serious one, and tne touqh that follows is the one ijreat cause of the many deaths from consumption in the early spring. Never neglect a cold or a comrh. Keen a reliable remedv on hand and check the first cough, that pi ay lead to consumption. As such a re:nei!y the medicine called Kemo's Bilsam is strongly recommended. For every form of toroat and I111V4 disorder, in cluding the la grippe, cough and con sumpt.on in the first slaves, it probably has no equal anywhere. Get a bottle to-day. A Chlvalrotu Ciutom. With the fifteenth century the age of chivalry passed away, but among tho many aots of courtesy whiou can bo traced back to its intlnence none are more direot in their origin than that of lifting tho hat iu salutation. At that timo knights appeared in public in fall tirinor. It became a custom, however, for a knight, upon entering an assem bly of friends, to removo bis helmet, signifying, "I am safe in the presence of friends." The observance never wholly died out, and to this day the hat is lifted in recognition of a friend. . Diphtheria is prevailing to an alarming extent at Lost Crevk. In many instances there are two and three cases in one family. A citizen of Williamsport was re lieved of a tape worm last week that measured two hundred and filty feet in length. The Scientific Amercan, or To wn 7'opic$ for the coming year can be obtained cheap at this office. tf. A Mother's Letter : " Dear Mrs. Pinkham:- " Last winter I did not think my little ones would have a mother long. I sunered ter ribly with female troubles. " I could keep nothing on my stomach, and got so 'poor' my mends hardly knew me. 1 suf fered with severe headaches, dizziness, faintness, backache, and 'the blues.' " Thanks to Lydla E, Pink' hcuris Vegetable Compound, I am now as fat as ever, and have no female troubles. " If you use my letter I hope it may be the means of saving some other poor mother's life as it did mine." Mrs. Ella Van Buren, Brazil, Ind. All 4ruggiU tell it. Addratt in confidence, I.YDIA E. 1'INRUAM MllB. to., LVMM, UM, Uvtrfllds, go oast. Great Reduction in Winter Goods." r 'i I'tL-i r P fJ 0 mus t be -cleared mil Id make way for out Large Spring purchases. Call and ibe convinced tin at yon can tony a Win ter 0TE1C0AT or STJIf for less mon ey than ever before. For Mae next 8 days we will show yon genuine Our Line is smaller than it was. although there is still a larsfe Stock to select from. Don't miss the opportunity to secure a BARGAIN from tne out OLD RELIABLE CLOTHING HOUSE of D. LOWENBERG. ". A GREAT SUCCESS. LEADER LEVER SPRING TOOTHED HARROW. LIAEE IN EUT?EEFL7 SI-TAPE, as shown in cut. This shape has the creat advantage over square frame lever harrows that it does not CLOG with grass, weeds, sod or stalks ; square frame lever h-rrows are apt to act som ewhat like a RAKE, and soon load up with obstructions, while everything of this nature works out at the sides of the iiivci a giance at ine cut win snow tne great merit 01 ibis leaiure. THE FRAME is made of steel pipe, does not load itself up with earth, and is of very easy draft. THE TEETH are held firmly to frame by our Jnprsved Tooth Fastener, which allows the tooth all needed adjustment. io .dolts inrougn tne teetn. xeetn i Juld LtiNUlii, giving mem great sirengm ana ciasucuy. It Has been TBIED The Leader Lever Harrow has so many Good Points that it has met with great favor wherever shown, and we know that paities who buy it wi!l find that it gives Perfect Satisfaction. JZ3 and the severe tes's to which it has been put and the cx cellent work it does in all kinds of soil, warrant us in recom mending it as a perfect LEVER Spring Tooth, Harrow. We also wish you to remember that we handle the !Jccar:h Stcol 7ir.r.3FlcatIIarrCv7. the best plain float hairow on the market. Thousands in use, ami every one doing pe'lect voik. We are in position to furnish you with both Lever and Plain Float Harrows, that, for Strength, Lightness of Drafc and Good Working Qualities are une- qualed. Contract for Loader Lever and Monarch Steel Frame Harrows. They give perfect satisfaction every time. Write tor terms and prices on LEADLH ara MONARCH "arrows, to 50 Iff Mil i.,B fff MTT?mmTOr?TrIITn5.jp r TEE RELIABLE uLOTIIG M fl AT IKE Comes to the front with the 'LARGEST ASSORTMENT ' .AND MAKING AND FITTING .-.OF THE.-. Best, the newest and Most Stylish, Lowest in Priee; ani to ncove Satisfaction is oiie l&nclesivor ' , The best value for Money is to buy your Clothing, Hats, Shirts, Neckwear, Trunks and Valises of Corner ot 7 Main and Centre Streets, BLOOMSBURG, PA. W ML Largest Clothing and Hat House in Columbia and Montour Counties
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