The Centre reporter. (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, October 16, 1890, Image 2

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    WISHING AND HAVING.
Wf to wish and to have were one, my Soap,
You would not be sitting now
{ With not a care in your tender heart,
Not a wrinkle upon your brow:
MThe clock of time would go back with you,
All the years you have been my wife,
Till its golden bands had pointed ous
{ The happiest hour of your life;
J would stop them at that immortal hour}
The clock should no longer run;
{You would not be sad and sick and old—
\ Xf to wish and to have were one,
[You are not here in the winter, my love,
Y The snow is not whirling down;
{You are out in the heart of the summer
woods, |
In your dear old seaside town;
TA patter of little feet in the leaves,
A beautiful boy at your side;
"He is gathering flowers in the shady nooke=
It was but a dream that he died!
Keep hold of his hands and sing to him»
No mother under the sun
Had such a seraphic child as yours—
If to wish aud to have were one.
{Methinks I am with you there, dear wife,
1n that old house by the sea;
WI have flown to you as the bluebir’
To his mate in the poplar tree,
A sailor's hammock hangs at the door,
You swing in it, book in hid,
A boat is standing in for the L %¢h,
It's keel grates on the sand:
Your brothers are coming—two happy Jn,
Whose lives have only begun;
Their days may be long on the land, dear
heart—
If to wish and to have were one.
If to wish and to have were one, ah,
I would not be old and poor,
But a young and prosperous gentleman,
With never a dun at the door;
There would be no past to bewalil, my love
There would be no future to dread ;
Your brothers would be live men again,
And my boy would not be dead.
Perhaps it will all come right at last;
It may be when all is done
We shall be together in some good world,
Where to wish and to have is one.
tl
A JEWEL OF A WOMAN.
1
Winterbourne?”
«Oh! I'm off to the Jollity.
or
you come with me?
W
é] was half
to take care of yi
v
Gladys Dalton is becoming
the A common burlesque
tress—phaugh!”
«My dear Barin
count Winterbourne, warmly, ‘she
the most divine i
seen, and | hear a word
against her.
Sf I could consent, I would
make her Lady Winterbourne to-more
row.”
“«’Pgn my life this is sheer mad.
“Tha
woman can neither act nor sing a bit.
She depends solely on her beauty; and
even that phenomenal.
There are scores of others equally ate
tractive.”
«To my mind she's the only woman
in the world,” Lord Winterbourne
replied.
“That is unfortunate,” was the re.
fort. “For she certainly does not
regard you as the only man. Indeed,
there are fifty other fellows whom she
favors with her smile, and for the
mere purpose of obtaining presents
from them. You know she has a craze
for jewelry.”
«1 know she is very fond of it, and
1 care to gratify her in this respect.
Sce, here is a diamond star, from
Chouse & Cheetall’'s, which I heard of
her admiring the other day. I called]
in at the shop and bought it this after.’
noon.”
«Really, Winterbourne,” said Bar.
ing, a8 he examined the magnificent
jewel, “this is a gift worthy of an
empress. May I ask its figure?”
| “Five hundred!” was the reply.
Baring shrugged his shoulders and
elevated his brows, not in surprise,
but in disapprobation.
“Can you not see,” he inquired,
«that the woman is fooling you In
order: to make money out of you?
She is always hinting her admiration
of some of Chouse & Cheetall’s treas-
ures to one or other of her admirers,
The jewellers ought to pay her a com-
after badly.
town.
rr ”
is
woman
won't
win her
ness!” his friend remonstrated.
is nothing
”
’
eustom to them.”
«Yon may sneer at her as you
Please,” the other retorted, “but you
will not make me believe that she is
not the most divine woman onder the
sun, or dissuade me from my purpose
of winning her for my wife!”
+ "Tis useless to remson with yon, 1
see,” Baring answered. “Throw away
your money, therefore, if you please,
But for Heaven's sake don't throw
yourself away on such a woman!”
«Jf you had only seen her, and
spoken to her—off the stage.” Lord
_Wiaterbourne exclaimed -—tyou would
oodmit—", iki obi wid. i
Jian ssHavye. yom, then, to fan improved
last met?” interposed his friend,
quickly.
“Yes!” waz the reply; “I obtainea
per leave to call npon her, at rooms in
Grafton street, where she lives with
i
i
Baring, that the refinement of her
eonversation and manner was such as
the best bred woman in town could
not have surpassed.”
Baring laughed, and again shrugged
his shoulders,
«Did you press your suit with her?”
he asked, ‘and offer her your hand md
hanet 277
“No; her mother was present during
my whole visit; and besides, she
treated me with an easy, graceful
indifference, which quite checked sll
possibility of tenderness.”
A contemptuous smile curled Bar.
mg’s lip, as he answered :—
"Pon my soul, a very Diana among
wtresses. I quite believe you in that,
Winterbourne. 8he is as cold as mar-
ble, and cares for nothing but money
-Oor its equivalent.”
“AL said Lord Winter
pourne, rising the table
a cigarette—they had
inished dinner—i¢let’'s us adjourn
any rate,”
from
ighting
siece.”
“And what is of more importance,”
dded his friend, sarcastically, ‘miss so
of this
lummy, Miss Gladys Dalton.”
auch contemplation
The other vouchsafed no reply ex-
» few minutes Daring found himself
the front row of stalls at the Jollity
Theatre.
The piece was already in progress;
and Miss Gladys Dalton was now upon
he stage in the costume of a Spanish
she took little
none
ine
peasant girl.
the
the singing and dan
part in
dialogue, and whatever in
for
, that “she could not
But her beauty
good reas
ippeared nn
stricture upon |
3 or
wa and
}
ie
8 her figure wa
al grace. Lord
rveved her with rapt-
did
her to
perfection tur
not vouch-
him or
nerous admirers
yw of the stall
and
holce flows
andle of ict had attached
ned st Her ey
ted the glittering
Be
he arose
I's,
x Bs
1 he
i i EM
liam es at
once
' } y al
ewel, and sh
a
al wartesy and favored
im with one
ah!” mu
try
sheap return f 0, upon my soul!
ny 3 ’
“I would no for double
the sum,” rep
“My dear fellow!” r answered
‘she has probal
she
sourse of the eve
precisely
same look on 20 other men in the
Hiwk! there
ire two fellows dis the woman
suing
ow.”
(Lord Winte:
aad reached the
ut.)
“if say,” one
ind his friend
on their way
f the
ront
men was saying
{he was just in 1 of our two ac
juaintances, ai
wedid
on
aear every word
liamond sparkli
which Winterbourne threw her? It
was an uncommonly large one—must
have cost no end.”
“Winterbourne knows her weak-
aess,” replied the other, “and is try-
ing te outbid all others by gratifying
it. The woman has an extraordinary
craving for jewels. 1 should fancy
that she has had more giv@ her than
any actress on the stage. DB wonder
to me is What she does with em all.”
“Sells a good many of them I ex-
pect,” the first speaker replied.
for my part, I'in hanged if I'd waste
money on such a block of marble.”
“And yet,” the other gaid, “these
scornfnl, stand-off women command
the
you see
¥
more admiration than your yielding,
sompliant ones. When a woman won't
look at you, vou feel inclined to make
per, aon’t you know?"
“Do you?” was the answer. As
mine on her, In any case, I wouldn't
of myself gover suchas
specimen as Gladys Dalton.”
Baring nudged his friend.
“What do you think of that, Win-
wrbourne?” be asked. “Hear what
an amiable character this incomparas-
ble woman bears.”
“Do you suppose,” Lord Winter.
pourne retorted, irritably, ‘that I care
one straw what such eads as those say
about her? Probably they have never
seen her off the stage, amd never spo-
ken to her in their lives. 1 dare say
they would give their ears for an in
troduction.”
“That is easily obtained,” Baring
sneered. “Any man who cares to
give the price of a fine diamond or
ruby gains his introduction at once,
What,” (as Lord Winterbourne order.
od his conchman to drive “home™) sare
you, then, not galing to have supper
with your charmer in Grafton street?”
“She would not see me at this hour
‘21 did, else 7 weald go and make her
an offer tonight. 1 shall do so to-mor-
row, whatever happens.”
“Look here,” answered his friend
speaking with more gerious warmth
than he had yet shown, “for heaven's
sake don’t be a fool! Of course, the
woman will accept you!” Baring re-
peated. ‘Not out of any regard for
yourself—be sure of that—but out of
cegard for your position, title and es-
tate! Why, man, you don’t suppose
that this grasping, hardheaded Miss
Gladys will reject the greatest ‘parti
in London, do you?”
«J don't believe she'll have me,”
what vou say.”
“0h! ghe'M have von snre ssonghe.
Jather too suresy, as you will find to
you begin to
will
your cost. For, when
know her better, you
Then
you'll want to back out of the engage-
vou have entangled yourself,
ment,
pnd all vour folly laid bare for the de-
scoffing publie, to
in
My dear fellow, is the
game worth the candle?”
twenty
thousand or so,
¢ "Tis useless for you to talk, Bar
| ing. to put my fate
Gladys Dalton to the touch tomorrow.’
“Well,” replied
1 mean with
’
Jaring, as
| bourne’s house in Grosvenor square,
| “I'll leave vou to your own medita~
tions, my dear fellow.
en's sake try to realize what an infatu-
yourself |
Vi
ated idiot you are making
There is reason to believe that
count Winterbourne did not profit
friend's
FOC
his warting advice.
foll
%
¥
i
3
wk on the
iis cab drew up at
he residence of
\ :
NOs was atl home, an
tito her pres
Was sui-
forced
ia, and
the
d¢ Li rate
favored
interview, it w
with
the
ed, and fortune
him with a tete-
had thus
a-1ete iE]
some time before he could screw up his
sourage to the nec
At length,
154
sanry point.
10
broke
however, after some
es’ commonplace talk, he
hr 8 reserve, ded
ough hi
= id 243
sion in a string of ardent words,
laid his hand and fortune
Dalton’s feet.
at Gladys
A little ery eseaped her lips; and
drawing away the hand which he had
| tried to take, she rose and stood con-
| fronting him.
“Do I understand, my Lord," she
| said, “that you offer me marriage 7”
“By heaven, I do!” he cried, cager-
lity. “I will make you the greatest
1°
| The expression of her face softened,
jand into her eyes came a look that
| spoke of pain.
| to make a sudden resolve.
| “My Lord,” she said, “you are an
| honorable man, and I will wrong you
{no further. 1 am about to confess to
{you what I would confess to no one
alive, You will respect my
secret 7
“Before heaven,
| swered.
“Listen, then,” ‘you
must forget, Lord Winterbourne, that
you ever cared for me. I am married
already I”
Married!” he cried
“To whom? Why did you not tell
me this before?”
lady in the lan
i
i alee
I willl® he an-
she began,
sow makes me pledge you to secrecy.
And I sbould not have told now, were
it not that the words which you have
spoken have touched my heart, and
made me resolve that, however 1 may
sontinne to treat the rest, I will wrong
you no more!”
“Your secret shall be as safe with
me as with the dead I” he returned.
“J am confident of it, Lord Winter-
pourne! People say of me-—do they
aot?-—that I am a grasping, avaricious
woman, whose only object is to extort
valuable gifts of jewelry from my ad-
mirers
“Jet people tell what lies they
please,” he answered, “it makes no
lilference to me. 1 know you better
han they do I"
“Pardon me, Lord Winterbourne,
put I fear you do not know me so well.
What they say of me is quite true.”
“What do you mean?’ he cried.
“1 mean,” she answered, looking
straight at him, and never flinching for
wn instant, “that my sole object is to
:xtort valuable presents from my ade
the calm manner in which she made
this confession bereft him of all power
of speech.
“People also say,” she went on,
“that 1 part with my jewels for
In that they speak less cor-
1 cannot sell them; 1 give
to my husband and he sells
them I”
”
money.
rectly.
them
«Who, then, is this mean scoundrel
| who sponges on you in so disgraceful
{2 manner?” cried Lord Winterbourne,
n indignation.
«1 will tell you his name,” she said,
but do not forget your pledge of se-
recy.”
“f swear I will
replied.
never abuse your
sonfidence,” he “Rut your
wusband—who is he?”
“My husband, Lord Winterboarne,
199
| g~Mr. Chouse, the jeweller
—— Eo
A Delayed
IT came
tusk one evening as
Permission,
Lon
I was travelling
‘serosa country” through Western Kan-
as, It was rough, low, mean and dir-
v, but nevertheless was the abode of a
ive ly family , the
ound out later. I could go no farther
| ut up my horse and sat down to tail
| vith may host.
! “You may haf'ter sleer out
“Why?” I asked.
“#Wa'al, voung Bemis is commun’ ove,
ivar pretty reg’lar to
spark
wn’
“Oh,
shi
‘nmily,
how can vou talk sol’
med in the baxon vf
immediately flouncing out of
he kitchen into the best room.
is stuck on Mary?”
iS SLT as is
“Well,” 1
et ‘em go and marry.”
«T] i
, my wife,
51
Ph
al 8 wins
sally
: . 3
iw ful opinion
HE wet
good
shen I see I'm wrong,
i
Bi
wo
ust sticks and hangs an’ won't gin’ up.
be careful of getting in
fou want to
wy’ argyvment with her.
I said I would and remembered the
y had
aution when, after Doddswortl
the cows,
sroached me and began to talk about
out to milk she ap
one
Mary and Bemis. I remembered what
{ 3¢ had said.
«] ain't got nothin’ against Bemis,”
ane admitted. «He's good enough boy;
other bashful, of course, but Mary
| {lees him.”
| natch?” 1 suggeatsd, to see what ghe
would say.
«Of course, I don't like to talk much
i
i
i
to the “best rooin.,” There wasa sud.
leu shuflling of chairs and feet as we
sntered, as though the lass and lover
had moved rapidly apart.
“Mary,” said 1, for I rather enjoyed
he theatrical aspect of the case, “your
folks are willing that you should marry
his young man if you want to, 1
ope you will be happy and prosper
wus.”
” drawled the
young man in question, “whose funeral
Do you this
Mary and don’t
are for your blessin’,
“Bay, you city dude,
is this, anyhow? run
I
We was mar.
ried by Squire Quinn last night when
folks
’
wusehold now?
he thouglt we was at the
dance.”
“The folks,” who had been standing
recipitate retreat.
ome too late,
I
| ve
rode on the next
or the
C. M. Harger.
a
not bemis
seen
| yorthe gine, ——
-— ——
IRST LOVE.
Fhe moon rose slow in sliver splendor,
One great star glowed alone above,
i 1 der
As, murmuring in accents tender,
I wandered with my little love.
We two alone, The resties
Broke billowy
i
vou never loved before.
me, Whispered, wila
“Tell me
And stifling b
eart throbs half o’ercome her,
and wave stand still to listen
ii
HUMOROUS,
and tra fraternize
nps
th are on the
person
Hirst sea
vOovare
“What can 1
ny lover stick t
Ra 3
ao, asked she,
his §
* said her
‘ 5 wy
A 10 I POMISes 1
play-
advis court
vou
try
-
aster.
“Mamma,” said the little
know the
the king who never
“Yes, dear.” Well, does that
that he signed the pledge?”
id
girl, “you
story in our reader about
smiled
(horses
wha
He was all right.
“Dear,
Lady
dear,
¥OOD FOR THOUGHT
As you learn, teach,
Nature never pretends,
Bail under no false colorw.
Face the situation like a man,
Honest poverty is respectable,
Time is the chrysalis ef etern ity,
Character 1s higher than in‘ellect,
The man who never smiles 18 »
centre of gravity,
‘We may mend our faults as easily as
cover them.
Love makes a woman beautiful and
a man haggard,
Patience and wisdom will wear out
all which 1s not of God,
The devil grins when he hears of a
man of forty trying to reform.
Every wan 18 a Job when the bolle
are on some other fellow,
Marriage i% never a failure, but every
wedding is not a marriage.
Imagination, too much indulged in,
A man’s reformation always dates
from the last t:me he was caught,
The money we lay up for a rainy day
is usually spent on bright days,
The secret of the smooth man’s suc.
He who can at all times sacrifice
pleasure to duty, approaches sublimity.,
The silent man is the one we always
listen to with the greatest pleasure,
When the mi'kmald is awkward and
fretful the cow generally turns pail,
A woman’s lot is made for her by the
It’s easy finding reasons why other
folks should be patient,
The very truth has a color from th
Never place so much confidence in
It 18 not so much what a man has
been as what he is and is striving to be
gs come to him who wails, if
r man is patient and tips the
would be no trouble in poll
¥ “ : wl aT
1 Were lel alone an
Oo things nol because
ut because it is a
to
be
nuch fan
to conceal his
it was a needless precau-
0 man
The worst tl he woman
who says ** that she
generally lel
Modesty has been known to be the
death of a woman, but it has never evep
made a man sick,
When a person grows weary of well-
doing, look out for a brilliant spurt In
the opposite direction.
not
When a woman is contradicted
It seems as if them that aren’ want-
ed here are th’ only folks as aren’
wanted i’ th’ other world.
Friendship begins with liking or
gratitude—roots that can be pulled
Mother's love begins deeper down.
Folks as have no mind tobe ©’ use
out ©’ the
i
:
I'm all right.”
been?’ Willie, the hopeful: «Up-
t. He's awful set, Doddsworth is.
ometimes I think he don’t use good
Now, when I see I'm wrong
I'm willin’ to admit it and drop the
patter, but he won't.
an’ hangs an’ won't give up.
Wise,
| 1p that Mary can marry him.”
| Here, thought I, is a grand chance
| .» bring two clashing natures together
ind make them work for Mary's hap
yiness, Mary was already entertain.
| ng her lover in the “best room,”
which was the only other room in the
souse but the kitchen, in which we sat,
ind I concluded I'd please the pair as
well as surprise them, so when the
wusband came in, I addressed him:
«] was just talking with your wife,
Mr. Doddsworth, and she seems per
tectly willing to have young Bemis for
+ son<in-law. Now, you expressed
the same opinion to me awhile ago, and
wd as you are both very liberal in
your views, why not unite on this
juestion ?”
«Is that so, Sally?” exclaimed the
nusband, “Be you willin’?”
“Well, I~" ghe began, when she
saught my eye and frankly admitted
“Yes, I ain't got nothin’ against him,
but you was always so obstinate that—"
“No, Sally, it was you that was sel
in your"
“See here,” I put in, “no quarreling
sow, You are agreed in this matter.
Lets break the news to the young
folks.” i
They had no opportunity of demur
i
i
ring before I opened the door leading
”
act,
Mr. Highup (at breakfast) :
Mrs. High-
up (who has had a monopoly of the |
morning paper for half an hour):
“Yes, Hard, Cash & Co. are selling
Surah silks at half off.”
«1 bless Eve for eating that apple,” |
dress when it fits well.”
The reason, Bessie: “I met Miss
Shapely out shopping to-day, and I
never before realized what a loud
voice she has.” Jennie; “But you
must remember, my dear, that she was
asking for a pair of No. 2 shoes.”
“You say that cognac is the best
remedy for colic? But I find it just
the other way. My husband used to
be troubled very seldom, but since I
have kept cognac in the house he com
plains of colic almost every day.”
Dr. Grimshaw: «Don’t you know,
young man, that it's very injurious to
blow cigarette smoke down your nose
in that way?” Mr. De Addle: «Is it?
1 know it's vewy disagreeable, and
1 hate to do it, but all the other fel
lows do it, doncher know."
The ideal of high breeding is reached
by those who best fulfll their duty to
theit neighbor, and who best succeed in
£40 procee $2 do. as
culties os of
lal life surround it.
Why should sorrow be eternal? Men
surely weary of pleasure, why should
they not weary of sorrow.
Give a man an inch and he wants a
foot; give a man a foot and he imme.
People who always say just what they
mean seem somehow always to be think.
ing disagreeable things.
When a man succeeds in saving §10,-
000 be regards himself asa rich maa,
tune,
The man who worries most about
More men have been burnt as the
stake for serving the lord than for
Honesty may not alwavs pay phe.
deficiencies or overbooms the foreign
Saccess and happiness come to us
gradually, You've got to bite through
you strike
I'm proof against the word failure.
1 have seen behind it. The only fail-
ure a man ought to fear is failure in
cleaving to the purposes he sees to Ix
best,
The golden moments in the stream
of life rush past us, and we see nothing
but sand; the angels come to visit us,
and we only know them when they are
gone.
The beginning of hardship Is like the
first taste of bitter food-—it seems for a
moment unbearable; yet If there is
nothing else to satisfy our hunger. we
take anothor bite and find it possible to
go on,
as if he was shot, before the clock’s fair-
iy Bruen just as if he'd never a bit o’
pride
delight ins work. me very
grindstone "ull go on turning a
you loose it,