6
A SONG OF HOME.
Fve wandered north and south;
In many lands I've been,
But one small spot alone
Am I contented In.
And there the roses bloom.
And there the daisies nod—
For home, my humble home,
I thank the gracious God.
The glory of the east.
The splendor of the west.
The pomp of prince and king.
Are but a hollow Jest.
Give me the sunny stream,
The green and fragrant sod—
For home, my happy home,
I thank the kindly God.
The rain upon the roof.
The robin in his tree,
And simple fare and health.
And peace and liberty—
What greater boon to ask.
Had I a Merlin's rod?
For home, my pleasant liomt,
I thank the gentle God.
Moreover, at my side.
When singing, full of eTieer,
The blessed wife of youth
With deepest love I hear,
I fancy more and more
My ]>aths are angel trod!
For home, my Joyful home,
I thank the living God.
—Chicago News.
I A CLEW BY WIRE |
Or, An Interrupted Current.
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i| BY HOWARD M. YOST. |[
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CHAPTER 11.
It was something like coming home,
after all, albeit to a house almost void
of furniture and peopled only with
remembrances of loved forms long since
g-one. At any rate, it was the only home
I could really call my own.
There were two rooms, the spare
bedroom and the parlor adjoining, on
the first floor, which still retained the
furniture. Everything about these
rooms, though faded and somewhat
worn, was in good order, and I com
plimented Mrs. Snyder on the care she
bad taken.
Sarah had thrown up the windows,
and the soft evening air came into the
rooms.
Although the place had not been
allowed togo to ruin, there was about
It that indescribable quality which is
attached to long-deserted houses. We
«U felt it more or less. Sarah and Mrs.
Snyder spoke in whispers; Jake stepped
about on tiptoe, as though fearful that
the heavy tread of his cowhide boots
would bring back the spirits of the
departed; while to myself there was a
pathos about the old house which had
not known an inhabitant for so long.
It seemed like some human being de
serted by its own flesh and blood.
While I was passing from bureau
to wardrobe, from center-table to man
tel-piece, taking mental notes of all the
old-fashioned china and bric-a-brac
which adorned those places still, and
Wmeu ... ..... . «ibur« had he«» *—
bidden my bovish fingers, Sarah" and
M rs. Snyder made up the bed, taking the
bedding from a huge cedar chest which
6tood on one side of the room.
Sprigs of spruce and hemlock had
been placed in the chest from time to
time, and when the cover was lifted
the pungent odor filled the room.
All through the preparations I no
ticed that Sarah and Mrs. Snyder were
engaged in earnest conversation.
The old widow was especially vehe
ment. and Sarah would frequently
Rhake her head and give forth exclam
ations indicative either of wonder or of
■disapprobation. My old nurse also fa
vored me with many glances which
seemed to have muclx of solicitude in
them.
When everything had been done to
make me comfortable for the night,
Sarah turned to me, and spoke low.
with a touch of fear in her tones,,
"Come, Nel, you go back home with
us," she said. "Don't stay here all alone
In dis grade big house. I am afrait
to haf you. Come back with us," she
reiterated, appealingly.
"No, indeed," I replied, decidedly. "I
would not miss sleeping amid the grate
ful odor of spruce for anything. I'll
be, over to your house for breakfast,
Mrs. Snyder," turning toward the old
widow. "You understand lam to take
my meals at your house, do you not ?"
"Yes. Dat ish all fixed. Mr. Son
tag, your lawyer, told me. Bud you
better go back mit Sarah," the old
woman replied.
"And why so? What's to hinder my
staying here in my own house?" I
asked. "Have you cooked up a scheme,
Sarah, with Mrs. Snyder, to force me to
go back with you?" I asked of my old
tturse. "Never fear, you'll see enough
of me. I'll come over to your house
often."
The two women exchanged glances,
and seemed to be reluctant to proceed.
Finally Sarah spoke in awe-stricken
tones, first looking around with a
frightened expression.
"Dere's something funny aboud de
house, Nel."
"Humph! I don't see anything funny
at all," I replied. "There is more sad
ness to me."
"Der's awful strange things haf been
Been and heard," Sarah continued, with
deep seriousness. Old Jake's face fell
at his wife's words, and he moved near
er to her.
"Who has seen and heard strange
things, and what are they?" I asked,
lightly, for I am not superstitious, and
not easily frightened by two old
women's imaginations.
"Mrs. Snyder haf seen lights at night,
and efen in de daytime haf heard noises,
strange noises of talking," replied my
old nurse.
"Well, they will have to be very bright
lights and very loud noises to awaken
me to-night, for I intend to sleep like a
atone," I said, laughingly. "The
strangest thing of all to me is my com
ing here for the first time sinee my
grandfather's body was borne from the
parlor to be placed in the grave."
Old Jake pave a sudden start which
attracted uiy attention to him. I saw
him gaze through the open doorway in
to the parlor in very evident terror, and
heard him exclaim, in low, awed tones:
"Gott in Ilimmel!"
I could not restrain a smile at the
sight of the tall, strong man overcome
by childish fears, and was about to up
braid him for his foolishness. But I re
membered the vein of superstition
which runs through the lives of the
Pennsylvania farmers, and so said noth
ing.
"Come back with us," again pleaded
Sarah.
"No. If there Is anything out of the
ordinary about my house, I am all the
more determined to remain and find out
what it is," I said, decisively. Then I
added, more softly, for I did not wish
to wound the kind heart of my old nurse
—I knew her fear for me grew out of
her love and solicitude for my welfare
—"I can take care of myself under any
circumstances. I am not a child now,
Sarah."
"Den let Jake stay with you until
you find out," Sarah persisted.
"Veil, bud de oats, Sarah; ve god to
finish de oats to-morrow," hastily ex
claimed Mr. Ilunsicker, in remon
strance.
"Now come, how foolish this is! What
could be the matter with the house?
Nothing hurtful, that is certain. I'll
be all right. Don't worry, and I'll ride
over in the morning and tell you how
soundly I slept."
"Der's no candle here. I go ged von
and pring id ofer," Mrs. Snyder said.
"Not necessary for to-night. I am
going to bed early, and will not need it.
To-morrow we'll see about lamps, for
sometimes I like to read late. See how
bright the moon is going to be. It shines
right into the bedroom, and will give
me plenty of light togo to bed by."
I finally succeeded in getting rid of
them. Old Jake was eager and anxious
to be off, but Sarah hung back, reluctant
to leave me to the lonely terrors which
her superstitious mind had conjured up.
It was only after I had given my prom
ise to come immediately to her house
in the event of any danger to me spring
ing up, that she consented to leave.
Feeling profoundly gratified that my
coming here had revealed to me such
absolute trust and love as inspired my
old nurse, I placed my arm about her
waist while going to the door, and then
parted from her with a kiss on her
wrinkled old cheek.
After the sound of the wagon wheels
had died away in the distance, I disrobed
and prepared for bed. The moonlight
was so enticing, however, that I sat
down on a chair by the window and for
a few minutes gave myself up to remin
iscent thought.
But before I goon with my experi
ences in the old house, I must tell about
the bank robbery of which I was sus
pected.
Up to a year before, I had been em
ployed in a large savings institution in
Philadelphia. My advancement with
this concern had been slow but steadv
unci alter ten years of earnest work I
finally attained the position of senior
paying teller. Under my immediate
charge was the vault, in which the cash
and all securities held by the bank were
kept. This vault was, of course, guard
ed by a time lock. Thelbank opened for
business at ten o'clock, but the book
keepers began their work a half hour
earlier. There was a separate vault for
the books of the concern, which was not
furnished with a time lock, and all the
bookkeepers knew the combination of
this vault.
The bank was noted for its conserva
tive business methods, and the great
cautiousness with which its funds were
guarded. It was the established rule
that the timepiece of the money vault
should not be set to open until half
past nine, at which time the bookkeep
ers and most of the employes were at
work. In short, so careful were the
officials that under no circumstances
was it allowable to leave the combina
tion lock unguarded by the clockwork,
unless some responsible employe was
present.
One afternoon I set the clockwork
mechanism to throw the bolt at half
past eight, an hour before the usual
time, as I intended to get to work the
next morning at that time. The semi
annual examination of the books and
securities by the trustees was to take
place, and I wished to have the moneys
under my charge in order.
When I left the bank that afternoon
I found a telegram awaiting me at my
lodging place:
"Come out to Fair lawn this evening.
We entertain a small party. I want
you." Thus the dispatch ran, and it was
signed by a name very dear to me—Flor
ence Morley.
I would willingly have gone to the
antipodes to please the lovely young
woman, and my disappointment was
keen when I thought of the time lock
having been set to open at half-past
eight the following morning. For Fair
lawn was a country seat of Mr. Mor
ley's, about 30 miles distant, and 1
should not be able to return until near
ly ten o'clock in the morning, and the
combination lock would be unprotected
a full hour before the arrival of any
of the employes. It was highly im
probable that any thief expert enough
to open the combination would attempt
the lock, even if it were known that the
time mechanism had run down. The
risk would be very slight, and I was
tempted to take it. But, knowing, even
though no consequences should be the
result, that by doing so I would break
a very stringent rule, I resisted the
temptation, and in no very good humor
started for a telegraph office for the
purpose of sending a dispatch to Miss
Morley statlsg my inability to accept
her invitation.
On my wa3' I met an associate in the
bank, named Horace Jackson. He was
one of the bookkeepers, a man about
40 years old, and a quiet, reserved fel
low. He never mingled in any dispute
or controversy among the clerks, was a
competent accountant, and lived a se
cluded life outside of the bank. He
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, MARCH 10, 1898.
| was a bachelor, and did not eeem to
have any special friends. It was cer
tain he never chummed or eronied with
any of his associates in the bank.
"Mr. Jackson, will you do me a fa
vor?" I asked, as he paused in his walk.
"Most willingly, Mr. Conway. You
have but to state it,"he answered, af
fably.
I stated the circumstances concern
ing' the lock. "It is possible that I will
be unable to be on hand at half-past
eight," 1 added.
"And you wish m-s to be at the bank
in your place?" he said.
"Yes, if it wouid not inconvenience
you."
"Not at all. I will be there, so the
rule will be complied with. Oh, stay a
moment. There is an old aunt of mine
over in Camden who is ill, and I might
possibly be summoned to her bedside."
"Well, then, let it po. I'll stay nt
home, and goto the bank, as I intended,
myself," I said, feeling quite disap
pointed.
"But if I say I will be at the bank
you may depend on me, Mr. Conway,
sick aunt or not," Jackson went 011.
He really seemed so willing to do me
the favor that I could only reply:
"Thank you very much. I'll depend on
you. It will be doing me a great favor
indeed. I'll reciprocate some day."
"Not another word, Mr. Conway, on
the subject. Go and enjoy yourself."
Then he regarded me with a smile as he
continued: "I suppose it is Miss Mor
ley that you intend to visit. Now, 1
am just on my way to see her father
at his office."
"Oh, you are acquainted with the
Morleys, then?" I remarked, somewhat
coldly, for I did not relish his bringing
Florence Morley's name into the con
versation.
"Only slightly acquainted. I am in
terested in a few business ventures
with Mr. Morley. My acquaintance ex
tends no further," Jackson said.
I returned to my lodgings light-heart
ed and happy at the prospect of again
seeing the sweet girl whom I had loved
and worshiped for some time in secret.
So then Horace Jackson was ac
quainted with Mr. Morley. I could not
but feel a greater respect for Jackson.
For Mr. Morley was one of the most in
fluential and highly-thought-of men in
Philadelphia, and, besides, was one of
the trustees of the bank. Jackson had
never boasted of his relations with
such an influential man; indeed, I had
never even heard him mention the fact
before this.
I had felt all along that it would be
presumptuous for me to aspire to be
"Com* out to Falrlawn this evening."
Florence Morley's husband. But this
evening she was so gracious, so sweet
and lovable, that it was impossible for
me to resist the impulse to tell her of
my love. To my intense happiness I
discovered that my humble self was by
no means an object of indifference to
her.
Mr. Morley was of a dignified, com
manding presence, and rather overawed
me. It would be no easy matter to ask
his consent to marry his daughter.
Florence was his only child, and all the
purposes of the father's life seemed to
center in his motherless daughter. Still
I knew I must approach him some day,
and there was comfort in the fact that
he had always met me in a kindly, if
dignified and reserved, manner. He
had never given me any cause to think
that my attentions to his daughter
were obnoxious to him; but then those
attentions had been extended out of
friendship only. How he would be af
fected by the knowledge that I was,
from this evening, the accepted lover of
his daughter, I could not Burmise. I
could only hope that Florence's influ
ence, which I was well aware was pow
erful with her father, might prevail.
The dear girl's heart was mine at any
rate, for she had told me so, and I be
lieved her words.
After the evening's enjoyment I with
drew to the hotel near the depot, where
I passed the rest of the night in happy
anticipations of the future.
The train which took me back to the
city was a few minutes late, and when 1
arrived at the bank it lacked but t«n
minutes of opening time.
Had I been late, either the president
or the treasurer would have had to be
called upon to open the vault, and it is
doubtful if either of them remem
bered the combination. The bond teller
and the head receiving teller shared
with me the knowledge of the combina
tion, but, as those two gentlemen were
away on their vacations at this time, I
was the only one 'besides the officials
who could unlock the vault.
The heavy outside doors were soon
opened, mid, summoning the porter to
help me carry out the cash for the
day's business, I entered the vault.
There were eight compartments in
side, the doors of which were provided
with combination locks.
One compartment was used far the
reserve currency, another for the re
serve gold, and these two compartments
remained locked for long periods. The
remaining spaces were used for the
storage of various securities. United
States bonds, mortgages for loans on
real estate, state and municipal bonds,
and for the gold, silver and currency
required in the daily transactions. This
cash was carried out in trays and placed
in the tills in the banking-room every
morning.
While unlocking the compartment, 1
noticed with surprise that the lock of
the reserve currency compartment, just
at one side, was on the last figure of the
combination, as though it had been al
ready unlocked.
I grasped the iron handle, and the
door swung open. I started back when
I looked in. What had come over me!
I rubbed my eyea and looked again.
The place was empty; nothing to be
seen but the two shelves and the painted
steel back and sides. Of the $400,000,
the amount of the reserve, not one dol
lar remained.
[TO BE CONTINUED.]
A WATERMELON DUEL.
r)r*«rl|>tlnn of One of the Content* In
Which Southern N>j;roea Oellffht.
Did you ever see a watermelon duel
—commonly designated by the colored
brother of the southland a "mellioii
juel?" It is more interesting and a site
more exciting than a latter day duel
with arms. The duel with the luscious
melon is generally seen at the country
fairs in the southern states, and while
coordinate with the greasy pole climb
ing and pie eating contest, it takes
precedence over them in point of amuse
ment.
It was a hot day at one of these
fair gatherings—one of those days that
"swink" the pumpkins and withered
everything else, even in the shade. A
melon duel was on the programme,
with a prize to the negro who could eat
the most melons. There were three en
tries. Each duelist was given a melon,
with instructions to cut and eat at the
word "go." When the cue was given
the "cutties" began to devour the red
meat of the fruit with a ferocity of a
wild beast. One had cut his melon in
circular form. These he would break in
segments and appear to swallow, rind
and all. Another, with cavernous
mouth, 'butchered his in horizontal
slices. Grabbing them with lightning
speed, he drew it quickly across hju
mouth, throwing the seed out at ont
side of his mouth and the rinds out at
the other with an automatic ease that
came from years of practice. The third
broke his melon and soused his fac«
down in the meat, sucking it up, seed in
cluded, not unlike a suction pump of
large capacity. At the end of five min
utes two of the duelists cried "enough!"
having eaten four large melons apiece.
The third continued to eat at his ucual
speed of one melon a minute for two
minutes longer. He had consumed
seven, and then declared he had a suf
ficiency.
The successful duelist received the
prize money and walked off as if noth
ing unusual had occurred. He was
eyed by the spectators, and one old
negro, who seemed to envy him, pro
ceeded to remark: c, l>at nigger sho' am
inHeben. Demselben millions am ernuff
ter gib 'iin 'ligion de res' o' lies nachel
days. Dat nigger sho' ken git 'way wid
water million." —Detroit Free Press.
THAT FOLDING BED.
It Im Still nn Object of Soni»lclon to
Many Hotel Vlnltorfl.
"I'm sorry, sir," said the polite young
uptown hotel clerk to the grum-looking
guest, "but I haven't another room in
the house to-night. If you could use
this till morning I'll fix you up right for
to-morrow." But the inducement, per
suasivly delivered, failed to work, and
the grum-looking man went away.
When he had got over the threshold
the suave clerk smiled a pensive smile
and said: "You can't do anything with
these fellows. It beats the world how
a man will let his prejudices drive him
out into the night to seek inferior ac
commodations. And yet this man
looked like he knew better, too."
"What was it dissatisfied him?"
"Nothing in the world except that in
the only room he'd have there was a
folding bed. You see we are crowded
now and there are but few vacant
apartments. He is a crank on the sub
ject of folding beds because in modern
times two or three human beings have
been caught in them, when they folded
up inopportunely, and had their lives
crushed out. I pleaded with him that
no such disaster could happen to him
here, for nowadays folding beds are
made with patent catches that abso
lutely prevent them from manslaugh
ter. No matter how sorely a bed such
as we have should yearn to close up on
its slumbering victim these catches for
bid. I told him all this, but it had no
effect."
"Are most people imbued with this
prejudice?"
"Yes; I think a majority of the trav
eling public has that feeling and I do
not believe the time will ever come
when the folding bed will gain the full
confidence of the American people.—
Washington Post.
Poor n* Job'n Turkey.
Cuttan Thrust That young Dum
leigh has got more money than eense.
Dulham Bluntly—l didn't know he
was rich.
Cuttan Thrust—He isn't.—Tit^Bits.
She Has No Chnnen.
Mrs. Tupenny—Why don't you leave
your husband if he neglects you so?
Mrs. Manhattan—He doesn't give me
a chance. He's out seven nights a week
himself.—Town Topics.
Doctor (to female patient)—" You
have a slight touch of fever; your
tongue has a thick coat—" Patient (ex
citedly)—"Oh, doctor, do tell me hov
it fits."—Fact and Fiction.
A !>l< k an Retort.
Quills—l've a great tnind to write a
book.
Mills—l doubt it.
"Doubt what? That I can write a
book?"
"No; that you have a great mind."—
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Humanity is never satisfied. The man
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ive baby does not feel safe without a bur
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In the advertisement of the John A. Salzer
Seed Company, La Crosse, Wis., a few weeks
since, the price of potatoes was inadvertent
ly placed at $1.05 per barrel; this should be
|1.50 per barrel. We advise sending 5 cents
postage for Saizer's catalogue.
Re careful how you grasp an opportunity;
it is often terribly hard to let go.—Chicago
liecord.
Not yourself '' Use St. Jacobs Oil for
Soreness and stiffness. It will cure.
Every dog has his day; but only thor
oughbreds get entered at the bench show.—
Chicago Record.
Sprained last night. To-day you are
Well if you use St. Jacobs Oil to cure.
Don't run from a bore; he is probably
keeping you from boring somebody else. —
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Feel it pass away—when St. Jacobs
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The principles of acoustics are sound doc
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Rupture. Sinecure. Book free. Writeforit
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With the day the light, with the road the
strength to tread it. —Samuel Johnson.
Keep on and suffer if you think
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Spinster—Either a boy with a top or an
elderly unmarried lady.
Why suffer with an ache or pain
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Humbug—A hug that always preys upon
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< ) faWmU&Bm " Queen Victoria Lettuce, 16c i
4 | Mw\\v\Wffa 1 '* Klondike Melon, 16c ,
i riniMllHA * " Jumbo Giant Onion, 15c
®Jv9HKr 3 " Brilliant Flower Heeds, 15c
I j jPrawrwiJ Worth SI.OO, for 14 cent*. j
{ ) Ivjjm BB Above 10 pkgs. worth 8100, w»will (
Wi u P° n receipt of thia notice and 14c. '
!Bf Hi Postage. Wo invite your trade and' '
{ \ Bfl ■■ Know when yon ones try Salter's ( )
Kg you will never get alonK with-( >
,-v *&{- out them. Potatoes txt $ I .fiO i i
I j a. Bhl. Catalog alone sc. No. KS , .
I JOHJ A. SAI.ZBB SEED CO., LA CIiOSRB, WTfl. , |
filipA STOPPED FREE.
■ | % PERMANENTLY CURED
S ■ Insanity Prevented by
1 ■ DR - KLINE'S CREAT
I NERVE RESTORER
Positive cu re for nil Servoun IHaraa'S.Fits.Epilrji ny,
Ji-r tirst iav'rt u«e. Treatise and $2 trial bottle free
to Fit patient*, th«-r pannit expo-M chari»«-n .ml* wfieu re-
Sfnrl to I)K. KI.IN'K. 1.H., li.-llfvu« InUitute of
MnHiHnp. 033 Aroh Street. I'H 11. A DKU'HI A PA.
IF YOU HAVE PILES
Send to tho ALBION RHMKDY < '<>. Albion Mlcb«
and got a TIIRFF DAYS' TRKATMEMT
Tcre-e-e
* PII.K CUKE, a guar
anteed cure for lillnd, Illeedlng, Itching, Pro*
trudlng, and Chronic PILF4. Ask your Drug
gist for it. If he will not get It for you send to
Alhloti Homeric «'o.. Albion. Mich. Prloo 50c.
Is the only sure cure in the world for Chronic Ul
cer*, I'on** Ulcer*, Scrofulous ricem, Vari
cose l'leers, Oangrene, Fever Sores, and all
Old Korea. It never fails. Draws out all poison.
Saves expense and suffering. Cures permanent.
Best salve for A liaceuei, Piles, ISurns. Cuts,
and all Fresh Wounds. By mail, small, it'.c large.
Me. Book free. J. P. ALI.O MKDKINtS
CO., HI. Paul, Mlnu. Sold by Druggists.
FREESfIMPLEsfI
TOBACCO HABIT CURE.
smoking for SOc., or money back. Guaranteed
nerfectly harmless. Address MUford Dr ig Co.. 88
Main Sr.. MUford. Indiana Wo answer all letters.
A. N. K.-C 1098
and Whiskey Habit cured
fl H U Rl I fcagfl at home witnout nutn. Beok or
3 fl wF r IK HWfl particulars sent FKKK. B. M.
V I B WHvl WOOLLJfiY.M.D., Atlanta, Go.