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A Remembered Day.
BY JEAN INGELOW
"The days of oar life arc three-score years
and ten."
A BIRTHDAY-and now a day that rose
With much of hope, with meaning rife—
A. thoughtful day from dawn to close ;
The middle day of human life.
In eloping fields, on narrow plains
The sweep were teeduig ou their knees,
As we went through the winding lanes,
Strewed with red buds of alder trees.
So warm the day its influence lent
To flagging thought a stronger wing;
So utterly was winter spent.
So sudden was the birth of spring,
Wild crocus flowers in copse and hedge—
In sunlight, clustering thick below,
Sighed for the firwood's shaded ledge,
Where sparkled yet a line of snow.
And crowded snow drops faintly hung
Their fair beads over for the heat,
While in still air all branches flung
Their shadowy doubles at our feet.
And through the hedge the sunbeams crept,
Dropped through the maple and the birch
And, lost in airy distance, slept
On the broad tower of Tamworth Church.
Then, lingering on the downward way,
A little space we resting stood,
To watch the golden haz • that lay
Adown that river by the wood.
A distance vague, the bloom of sleep
The constant sun had lent the scena
A veiling charm on dingles deep
Lay soft those pastoral hills between.
There are some days that die not out,
Nor alter by reflection's power,
Whose converse calm, whose worlds devout,
Forever rest the spirit's dower.
And there are days when drops a rail—
A mist upon the distant past,
And while we say to peace, "All hail !"
We hope that always it shall last.
Time when the troubles of the heart
Are h ushed—as winds were hushed that day—
And budding hopes begin to start,
Like those green hedge rows on our way.
When all within and all around,
When hues on that sweet landscape blend,
And Nature's hands has made to sound
The heartstrings that her touch attend.
When there are rays within, like those
That streamed through maple and thro' birch,
And rested in such calm repose
On the broad tower of Tamworth Church.
ghe ffitorg-gtlier.
AL ;
-OR,-
MURDER WILL. OUT,
OT McPherson's hero of that
1 , „5 name, but Thomas Camp-bell's
, g 4 Fingal—or, rather, he who was
Thomas Campbell. Fingal was
a dog, an excellentone; professionally, the
best in the neighborhood. At an early
age, in obedience to instincts descended
through a long line of collies, he comu en
ced the duties of shepherd's assistant in
the service of his friend and master, then
chief shepherd on the broad acres of the
Duke of Athol. For five years, dating
from the opening of our story, he had dis
charged the duties of his office with dog
like fidelity, and greatly more than even a
colly's intelligence.
A large, strong brute was Fingal ; being
quite as much the superior in strength to
those of his breed as he was their master
in sagacity. But chiefly was he remarka
ble for his mental qualities. He was a
very wise dog. Indeed, sa undeniable
were his claims to what is understood by
the metaphysician as "reason," that.
throughout the entire country side, it was
said of him,
"He can do everythint, that's
needed of him but speak."
Now, what I am going to relate of Fing
—as for short he was called—may be re
garded as truth or not, just as the reader
pleases. I say this became the revelation I
am about to make regarding him is truly
marvellous, and therefore calculated to
raise doubt.
Fing's master—by one of those pleasing
dispensations which tend so much to rob
death of its terror to their survivors—had
fallen heir to a few hundred pounds; and
being a man of much energy of character,
he adopted the more remunerative business
of drover, purchasing beeves and sheep,
and disposing of them at fairs. For three
years 'I howas Campbell pursued his risky,
wandering profession, each year acidity , ' to
his importance as a dealer in stock. On
all his trips, Fing, of course, was his nev
er•fitiling companion.
Thomas Campbell was a bachelor, and
lived with his brother Duncan, on a farm
which they had bought between them.—
The place was known as Craigburn. Dun
can was the elder of the two sons ; was
married and had a family, the oldest being
almost a full-grown man.
. . . .
In those days, facilities in bank ex
changes were not as they now are; so that
persons going to remote places in the
country took whatever cash they might
have along with them in gold; thus sub
jecting themselves to the risks of robbery
and probable murder.
Mr. Campbell, in his last trip, had dou
bled the number of the largest herd he had
yet taken. - An eager market awaited him
at Falkirk fair, where his well-known
manly character and fair dealing had made
hint a desirable party to a business trans
action. Disposing of his stock to much
advantage, he started for home. He trav
elled, as was usual in those days, on horse
back, carrying his cash in a portmanteau
behind his saddle. But Thomas Campbell
never reached his home.
What became of him, no one knew.—
The country was searched; but not the
slightest trace could be found of the drover 1
or his dog. The horse, too, was missing.
If blood had been spilt, the sharp, drench
ing rains of late autumn had washed it all
away. Being well known along the route,
he could be tracked to within ten miles of
Craigburn. There, mystery enveloped his
fate in thrice-folded darkness.
His brother had offered a reward of five
hundred pounds for the discovery of his
body should he be found dead ; and if it
appeared that he had been murdered, he
promised the remaining .part of Thomas
fortune, including his share of - the farm,
for the apprehension of the murderer. To
this latter clause the Duke added two hun
dred pounds from his private purse.
Nearly a week had passed from the date
when the drover and the dog were last
seen; and Sabbath morning found the
afflicted Campbells still mourning over the
fate of their lost relative. The - morning
fitmily service had passed, and Duncan
went out to ponder over the terrible dis
pensation that had stricken the strong man
down in his strength, and deprived him of
a brother. He had barely passed the outer
door when he observed an animal slowly
HUNTINGDON, PA., DECEMBER 20, 1871
crawling up the lane leading to tho house.
"What can it be ?" said he.
At first it struck him as if it were steal
ing along to pounce upon some stray do
mestic fowl. But, on more closely watch.
mg its motions, lie saw that its frequeqt
steps suggested exhaustion rather than
caution ; that its movements partook too
much of feebleness to be a beast of prey—
a wolf, for instance, or a large sized badger.
Calling to his son Donald, who stood at the
window, to come out, they approached the
strange looking animal together. It had
stopped, and lay as if incapableof dragging
aseff much further; and seeing them, it
uttered a low, plaintive whine, and slight
ly moved its tail.
. _
"Oh, father, it's Fingal !" cried the son,
as be started with all speed toward tht
wretched brute.
True enough, it was Fing; but so ema
ciated by hunger and bodily suffering as to
be hardly recognizable.
Raising the dog carefully up between
them, in a few initiates more he lay upli,
a soft mat in a room adjoining the kitchen.
Donald, weeping like a boy, sat down be
side him ; and raising the battered head on
his leg. placed close to his muzzle a small
pan of milk, which lie greedily but pain
fully lapped.
There was not a dry eye in the family;
each of the household, from the "gude
man" to the farm servants, condoling with
the skinny, maimed animal Anetruly,
the poor dog presented a most pitiable
condition. A deep gash, partially healed,
in his neck told plainly enough he had
been shot. His head, too, was terribly
mangled, as if it had been smashed with a
heavy instrument. Various other bruises
were found upon him. In addition to these
revolting cruelties, he was a mere skeleton,
his bones actually protruding through his
skin.
"My word for it, we'll have a clue to
the mystery now," said Mrs. Campbell, at
which Ping feebly wagged his tail, as if in
acknowledgment of the compliment to his
sagacity.
. . .
*- "Taii' ye nao heed no. moister," said the
servant-lass. "There's a Providence here;
and be sure o' this, when there's naehody
else to tak' care o' the doug, I'll ba wi'
him."
In a short time a little milk Wil3 again
placed before him, which he ravenously,
but with evident distress, licked up.
"Puir Fing !" was the exclamation from
all; and, sympathy ruling the hour, found
Fing with attendants constantly at is side.
For three days and nights was he so nurs
ed. After that he was enabled to sit, but
looking woefully "disjaskit" (sick and ex
hausted). Fing, however, was convalescent,
and bade fair at no distant date to be as
much of a dog as ever.
About a month more had passed, and a
meeting of neighbors was being held at
Craigburn. Ping, well recovered, was ac
tively trotting up and down the lane, accom
panying each visitor that came. As many
as a dozen persons had assembled.
Over a glass of toddy—for in those days
the bottle presided at all deliberations—
they were discusiing the great mystery and
the possible chance of the dog's return
throwing light on the subject. Fing was
present. Sitting on his haunches he seemed
to be taking as intelligent au interest as
the wisest. He would prick up his ears
at an observation that seemed to tally with
his own comprehension of the matter;
then drop his head at some other, as if he
might say, "No, it is useless to do that."
Noticing the intelligence manifested by
the animal, the Puke's principal game
keeper, a man greatly esteemed fur courage
and intelligence, remarked, "If the reward
will ever become due, there is the one that
it will fall to," pointino• ' to Ping. The dog
wagged his tail; and, moving up to the
game keeper, put his muzzle on his knee.
"The likes o' that!" was the general ex
clamation.
The special discussion having been ex
hausted. conversation began to take a
more convivial turn. Fine, perceiving it,
curled himself up in a corner by an in
termediate door. He had lain there for
an hour or so, when one of the guests
dropped a tumbler upon the fluor, break
ing it: . - r.
- :'oh, just never mind that, Mr. Don'ald
son," cried Mrs. Campbell, from an adjoin
ing room. "When the chapwan, Cuth
bert, comes-"
At the mention of the pedlar's name,
Fing arose at s bound, barking furiously,
and gnashing his teeth in a frenzy of rage,
while his hair stood up as if turned to
bristles.
"The dog's gaen mad!" cried a guest.
"What's the matter, Fing P said Dun-
The dog, in the fierce extremity of his
anger, fairly howled. Duncan, after quiet
ing him. sat for a moment, overcome with
thought. Then, hastily arising, and calling
Fing to follow him, he left the room, fol
lowed by the dog.
After passing half way down the lane,
Duncan turned to Fing, and shouted
"Cuthbert !" The same degree of rage was
exhibited as when, in- the room, his wife
mentioned the name.
"Cuthbert !" he repeated : "Find him
out !"
With a fierce howl of delight at the or
der, the dog bounded down the lane ; then,
returning barked savagely, as if at an im
aginary enemy. And so he kept bounding
down the lane and returning, as if inviting
Duncan to follow him.
Mr. Campbell returned to the house, and
asked his guests to excuse him ; then
mounting a horse, he followed Fing. The
dog, as if understanding that he was under
stood, now settled down to a quiet jog,
taking the direction leading south.
"On the track at last," thought the
brother, as he trotted along the rough high
way, following the detective Fing.
Two miles were passed ; he full of con
fidence in the ultimate result of their jour
ney, the dog ever and anon pricking his
ears, as if anticipating the approach of the
man he sought. Leaving the main road,
Fing sprung into a bridle-path on a patch
of mum land. The way was a cross-cut 133
which the distance to the nearest town was
shortened by a couple of miles. At a shirt
distance further it wound up a steep hill,
at the top of which it struck along a rocky
escarpment leaving a sheer depth of two
hundred feet, at the base of which the Tay
murmured on its gleaming passage to the
sea. On his left a forest of firs climbed.
shadowing anal frowning, entirely shutting
out the eastern part of the heavens. There
was no house within three miles either
north, south or west ; and on the eastern
side the inhabitants to be seen were away
on the bottom lands, far beyond the reach
of human voice. A fit place for outrage
and blood.
Along that road the pedlar had passed
about the time the drover disappeard; and
along that,road Thothas Campbell was in
the habit of returning from the lowlands.
How it was that the circumstances of the
pedlar's passage through that part of the
country at that time had never nen men
tioned, was this: Rory -Cuthbert, the chap
man, had 'supplied the inhabitants of that.
dreary, out-of-ttie-way region for years.
sustaining a reputation for honest dealing
with all. It is true, some ugly stories
about his cruelty and want of patriotism
during the rebellion of 1845 had b ea cir
culated; but as he had not been alone in
us t..es. ut,symp.,thy with the rrdtend,..
xis meanness as a spy were flirgotten in his
fir dealings as a trader. Ile travelled
with a single horse, putting up at house,
wherever night overtook limo, Anothet
:.hing which helped to 'give him ininiunik,
from suspicion of wrong doing, he had th.
reputation of being a God-fearing man,
habitually taking part in the simple morn
ing and•evening religious exer , ices of the
people at whose houses he staid, and not
unfrequently asking a blessing at the table
over the family meals. Cuthbert was well
known at the home of the Campbell broth
ers, having made Craigburn a stopping
place when passing. Being a man of much
information, and cost may on the
,wing,
he was a hearer of news; therefore a most
likely person to he welcomed to the house
of an intelligent family. So apparently
inoffensive a' man was not likely to be
mixed up with murders and robbery.
About midway- of this desolate stretch
of road, a natural bridge spans a rugged
chasm, its narrow passage baredyadmitting
a single carriage. A more dismal spot it
were bard to conceive. • An• abrupt turn
closes the road both ways; and on either
side the tall sombre pine closed out every
thing beyond, save a narrow strip of blue
above. Beneath yawns the fearful throat
of the gorge, the vexed waters crushing
their impetuous way past jagged cliffs till
they mingle in the roar of the w,iterthll
that leaps into the river below.
On approaching this - spot, ring gave
-mouth to a succession of fierce yelps, his
rage increasing as he neared it. On the
bridge his savagery was little less than ,
madness. howl atter howl of tiger-like
ferocity roused the echoes. iutermin, 4 led
with convulsive snapping of his jaws, as
if tearing at an imaginary adversary. All
at once his fury ceased, and, squatting on
his body, he commenced dragging himself
along towards the woods to the left.
D.s - nouuting, Duncan followed him mi
ta he came to a clump of heather, into
which he crawled, as if in great pain, and
lay down; then c-awlins out, he commenc
ed walking Slowly in the direction of Craig
burn. No trace of blood was visible. It
blood had been shed there, nature had
wiped everything clean again with drench
ing rains.._ .
_
':•Piat:ll do, Flag," said Duncan to his
companion, who was still crawing paint al
ly along. The dog, resuming his natural
position, led the way back to the road.
The conclusions of Duncan Campbell
from the premises afforded by the dog.,
were that the bridge had been the scene
of h:s brother's murder. and the attempted
destruction of Fing. That. the drover had
been suddenly attacked—shot, perhaps—
and tumbled over into the chasm; thet
Fingal, too, had been shot and felled by
the p:stol in the ruffian's bands; but that,
after tte murder, he had succeeded in say
ing his life by stealing to the hiding-place
with had served him as a hospital, leav
ing nature t.. do the surgery.
On regaining the brijge, Fing stood on
tha centre, looking w.stfully ctiwn among
the crags; he whining and trembl.ng
while as if desperately weighins the chan
ces of success in leaping down 'row cliff to
cliff in search of the beloved friend he had'
seen tossed over in the helplessness of
death.
"Na, Da, Fing, come back. We've got
a better use fir you than that. Listen!
Cuthbert! Find him out !"
The sagacious dog leaped wildly about
for an instant.
"Down, Fing : not now, my man ; ye're
a good doug," said Duncan, p itting the
coil) , on the head; "and so sure as there
is a God in heaven, Thomas shall be re
venged. Now, let's gang back."
Duncan imparted his conclusions only to
his wife.
"Cuthbert might get wind of it,ye see,"
he said, "and so make him rin the country.
Fingal and I will leave the morn's morniu ,
on tee path of retribution ; and guided by
the reason—for there's nae instict aboot
it—o' Fing, justice shall be vindicated and
society in fure be protected free the bluidy
hands and the black heart o' a villian a id
a murderer."
ring, who was a participant in this in
terview, sat listening to the revenant
wade to his mistress; and at the end of the
conference he fawned upon her, licking
her hand, as if bebeeching her to offer no
objection to the contemplated journey.
After the preparations for a short ab
sence from his home, Duncan and his wife
entered the large kitchen, where his son
Donald was, along with two farm laborers
and the servant lassie. lis presence at
once arrested their attention.
"Donald, my man,' said the Either,
"business makes it necessary that I gang
doon to the Lowlands fur a week or sac,
may be Lang or short, let things gang on
at Craigburn just the same. The journey
I'm about takin' you'll be jaloosin (sus
pecting) the nature o' ; but, fur the pres
ent, naething tuair can be said."
"Dinna be feared, father," replied the
son ; •'gang your ways, and the Lord be
we you on yir errand. Rob and Tam
here and mysulf will gie a good account o'
oursela when ye come back. It's cousin'
ou winter, and there will be but little to
due; but what shou.d be (tune will be
dune; Winne it, lads?"
"There's nae fear o' us, maister," the
men replied.
"Nati, sir, not a bit," added the lassie.
"Noo let us pray that a succeasfu' ter
mination may be given to the journey,"
said Duncan Campbell; ••fur without the
help a' the Lord there's one wisdom in
human effort—or doug effort either."
A portion of the sacred writing having
been read, the family of the mountaineer
knelt by their seats, and the father offered
up a prayer to the God of the merciful for
their protection during his absence, closing
with the entreaty that justice might not
sleep no:• duty slumber till the mystery of
his brother should be unfolded. '•Make
bare thine arm, 0 Lord, against the evil
doer. Let'him not go free. Thou host
promised that out of the weak things of
earth, the wisdom of the wicked shall be
confounded and Thy name glorified. Make
it sae in this instance. Here is but a &tug,
a puir wordless doug, to guide; but with
Thee everything is possible. Keep the
seal of silence upon the lips o' this hum
ble household till justice shall be vindicated,
and Thine shall be the praise and the glo
ry. Amen."
Early next morning, Duncan Campbell,
mounted on a strong, swift horse, accom
panied by Fing, started for the Lowlands.
Two weeks had passed, but no traces of
the pedlar could be found. The newt of
the mysterious disappearance of the drover
had traveled along the route to Falkirk;
and the honest, noble character of Thomas
I.!ampbell haying gained him many friends,
the brother was everywhere met with sym
pathy and offers of service. Ping, too, was
well kn own , and frequent were the compli
ments he received on learning the suffer
ings he had undergone. .
-Ye dnina suspect Cuthbert, dae ye ?'
many inquir ed.
"I'm anxious to heir his deponment be
tbre a magistrate, thit' Duncan wen',
cautiously reply.
Another week had passed, and still nc
traces of the pedlar.
"He maun haefled the eountry,"thought
Duncan. ' - But our pilgrimage is not yet
ended. Ping. Let us on. my man."
Mue however, needed no encouragement
' to go on ; for. if apprehensive that his
companion might become weary of the
search, he always kept in advance of the
horse, hepefuliy stiffing the road to catch
scent of the prey he sought. • -
Packinen were numerous in those days
Indeed, it was to the pedlar that c inntry
people were indebted for all small articles
of nierchandise. Being numerous, they
were all more or less known to each other
by . reputation. Duncan had got as for
south as Cumberland in England.
"Cuthbert, did ye say ?" replied one of
the tramping fraternity of whom Duncan
had made inquiry respLeting the object of
his search. -ou, aye, I've heard o' him.
He traveled in the Heelants (Highlands).
Ye'll find hint—if I hey na been wrongly 1 1
inforuied—in the town o' Frameholt, iti
England here, about nit) • miles frae the
ceety o' Hull. He's aboot to open a brew
(showy) shop there. He did a thiivin'
business in the Heelants. Ye seem tae be
agitated, guile man. Is there anything
uuco (wonderful) about Cuthbert?"
But, without answering the man, Dun
can put spurs to his horse, and pursued his
journey with increased haste. Ping seemed
to catch an inkling of the information just
imparted to his companion. ...He bounded
on in advance, his- ears pricked f3rw.ird,
and. the hair of his tail, neck, and back
stiffly bristling .. Putting his horse to his
utmost, a fewdays more saw Duncan with
in an hour's ride of his victim. At the
outskirts of the village of. Franteholt, he
met a laborer, of whom he inquired about
Cuthbert.
"You'll find 'im oop theere t' village,"
he replied.
MUffling his face with his plaid, Duncan
rode up to the inn, and giving hid horse
in charge of the hostler, he called for the
landlord.
"I want to see a magistrate," said the
Highlander. He was informed where one
could be found.
"Conte, king, stick close to me," said
Duncan. "If you should get yir e'e on
him afore I did, it might breed mischief."
In an hour after the arrival of the pur
suers, Cuthbert, the whil• , m paekmatt was
a prisoner in charge of a constable; and
ihat same evening li,und him in the county
gaol, charged with the crime of murder.
In due time the prisoner was tried. The
proof, however„ was found insufficent to
convict him. A large sum of gold was
found in his poss es sion, but that, it was
argued..he might have earned by his busi
ne,s. The fact of his having slept at the
house of Duncan the night before the dis.
appearance of the driver, however much
it might breed suspicion, was no evidence
against him. The story of the dog wag
only wondered at. The prisoner was dis
charged.
But justice stood at. the door of the
court; 'ready t 5 receive him.
No s.ioner had he entered the outer hall
le Whig to the street. than Fingal, with a
savage howl of revenge, sprang to his
thriat, and, locking his strong jaws, which
enclosed the chapman's windpipe, he hung
to him till they fell together. His clenched
fangs deLd all expedients to open them.
Growling and tugging, like a funished
tiger, insensible alike t•i the blcws and
kicks of the bystanders, he kept his grip
till his vict;n3 lay tuotionlvss as a corpse.
A surgeon was called; but the fangs of
the folly had done their worst, The pedlar
recovered consciousness only lung enough
to confess tis guilt.
per for the pillion.
Tha• Olii-Fash!onecl Mothzr.
Thank God I some of us have an old
fashioned mother. Not a woman of the
period, enameled and painted, with her
great chignon, her curls and bustle; whose
white jeweled hands never have felt the
clasp of the baby fingers; but a dear, old
fashioned, sweet voiced mother, with eyes
in whose clear depths the love light shone,
and brown hair threaded with silver, lying
smooth upon her faded cheek. Those dear
hinds worn with toil gently guided our
tottering stops in childhood and smoothed
our pillow in sickness; even reaching out
to us in Yearning tenderness when her
sweet spirit was baptized in the pearly
spray of the river. Blessed is the memory
of an old fashioned mother. It floats to
us now like the beautiful perfume of some
woodland blossoms. The music of other
voices may be lost, but the entrancing
memory of hers will echo in our soals for
ever. Other faces wi:l fade away and be
forgotten, but hers will shine on until the
light from heaven's prtals shall glorify
our• own.
When in the fitful pauses of busy life
our feet wander back to the old home
st,.ad, and crossing the well-worn thresh
hold, stand once more in the low, quaint
s) hallowed by her presence, how
theleeling of childish innocence and depen
dence comes over us, and we kneel down
in the molten sunshine streatniw , through
the western window—just where, long
years ago, we knelt by our mother's knee,
lisping "Our Father. How -many times,
when the tempter lured us on, has the
memory of those sacred hours, that moth
er's words, her fitith and prayers, saved us
Frain plunging into the deep abyss of sin!
Years have filled great drifts between her
an I us, but they have not hidden from our
sig'at the glory of her pure, unselfish love.
EARLY Risini—WiToever has tasted
the breath of morning, knows that the most
invigorating and most delightful hours of
the day are commonly spent iu bed; though
it is the evident intention cf nature that
we should enjoy and profit by them. Chil
dren awake early, and would be up and
stirring long before the arran.lentents of
the family permit them to use their limbs.
We arc thus broken in from childhood to
an injurious habit; that habit might be
shaken off with more else than it was first
imposed. We rise with the sun at Christ
mas, it were better continuing to do so until
the middle of April, and without any per
eeptible change we should find ourselves
then. rising at 5 o'clock, at which •hour we
might continue until September, and then
accommodate ourselves again to the
change of season.
The Life to Come
The things that are out of sight are
transcendently greater than those which
are seen. Only a child or a savage has his
iife bounded by the visible horizjn, or the
.iwit of the present moment. And no more
should the things of the present existence
bound our thoughts. On what ineffable
realities does Christian beleif lay hold !
This world is a mere starting poir.t. Be
yond lies an eternity as cretain as to-mor
row, with glories which the highest human
anagination dimly paints. We stand on
the brink of a sublime future. It does not
become us to live with our eyes closed to
it.. Steadily looked at. there is power
enough eveu in the anticipation to fill us
with rejoicing strength, peace untold victo
ry complete. Perhaps you are beset with
;he cares of li.e, perplexities of business
of bread winning, of household ordering.
Let not these things darken you with pain
Ail apprehension, or fill the whole measure
of your . thoughts. A few years aid you
shall look back on them and smile that they
could cloud your way f,r a moment ! Are
you weighed down with weakuess of body,
crippling your powers, crushing your en
joyment Be of goad courage. The
strength of the seraph shall be yours.—
No athlete, rejoie.ug in manly power,
tastes the supreme faced= and joy of the
spiritual body that awaits you. ouestreu
hie assail you with bitter and heart-pierc
tug blows ? Rejoice and sift up your head,
for the time of pour redeintioa draweth
nigh. The homeward travelet complains
not at beating wind and drenching rain,
he hardly feels them, just betiire him lie
knows lies the home from whose windows
streams the promise of warmth and eotu
fort; and within are the dear ones the
very thought of whom is shield against
wet and euld. Is your life dark through
the absence of the one whose presence glo
rified it. Bemeniber how the brief'
parting used to give sweetness to the meet
ing. The paging now, iong though it
seem, is but a moment at the union to
to which you are drawizg near. Its sweet-'
ness, its full certainty of an unbroken
future, shall have a depth which the worst
pang now can net measure. Are you walk
ing in the ways of sin leaving often your
higher life to grovel in the mire of earth.
0, be not ungrateful to the love that may
hereafter be revealed to your sight? You
are a prince, whose kingdom has been
bought with a great price, dishonor not
Him who bought your inheritance with
his blood. Are you living insluvgishness,
an animal life of eating and sleeping, and
low self-seeking ? You are chosiog an'mal
hood instead of angelhood. You are turn
ing your back on Heaven opening to win
pm. Or are you, while striving and as
piring for the better things, sad at heart
because God is yet far off, and dim to your
thoughts ? Be patient. Never was such
cause for patience as you have. The Rev
elation, the awakening, is not far off. You
are as a child asleep beneath its mother's
eyes. Shadowy dreams are all his mind
can reach. A moment more, and it shall
awake to the mother's kiss, the mother's
smile pouring forth to it the unuttered
tendernesn of her heart.
These things are real. They are certain.
Rather, such thoughts but d,mly express
the real and certain future. It becomes
us. to look upon that future often, ti let its
radiance fill our hearts, that we may walk
worthy of the vocation wherewith we are
called. All we hold here that is bright
and dear is but the faint image of the
world just beyond our h ,rizan line, t iward
wh eb each step is taking us.— Christian
Union.
A Georgia train ran off the track, and,
after breaking one man's leg, jumped back
on the rails, and ran on again as ifnothing
had happened.
The Sunbury and Lewistown railroad
company advertises its readiness to pay all
just claims which partiei may bold against
I
" Gone, but not Forgotten." it.
The editor of the Colorado Herald had
occasion to leave town fit three or four
day,and he committed his p ipar, during
his absence, to the charge of a young man.
a novice in jeurnaism, whom he had just
engaged as an ass stint. Before leaving,
he instructed the ambitious young ed.tor
.not to permit any chance to go unimpro
ved, and to force the paper and its very
small subscript:on price upon the attention'
of'the
"Always keep before your mind the fact
that the object of this paper is to increase
its circulation," he said, "and whenever
you see a chance to insert a puff of the
'braid in any notice you can make, pile in
as thick as you can. Keep the people
stirred up all the time, you understand. so
that they will believe hat our piper is the
greatest sheet in the United States."
The parting tear was shed and the editor
left. The following night, when he was
far away from home, his wife died sodden
ly. Upon the assistant devolved the un
pleasant daty of announcing the sad intel
ligence to the public. He did it as fol
lows :
''GONE, BUT NOT FORGOTTEN.'
'•We are, compelled this morning . to per
f a duty which is peculiarly panful to
the able assistant editor, who has been en
gaged on this paper at au enormous ex
pense, in accordance with our determina
tion to make the Herald a first class journ
al. List night death suddenly snatched
away from her domestic he ath (the best
are advertised under the head of Stoves
and Furu tees upon our first page) Agatha
Burns, wife of Rufus P. Burns, the gen
tlemanly editor of the Herald. Terms,
three dollars per year, invariably in ad
vance. A kind mother and exemplary
wife. Office over Coleman's grocery store,
up two flights of stairs. Knock hard.—
"We shall miss thee, mother, we shallmiss
thee." Job printing solicited. Funeral
at halfpast four, front the house just across
the street from the Herald office. Gone
to be an angel now. Advertisements in
serted for ten cents a square."
Well, the editor arrived at home that
day at noon. Slowly and sadly he was
observed to arm huuself with a double
barreled fowling piece, into which he in
serted two pounds and a half of billets.—
He marched over to the office, followed by
an immense crowd. The assistant editor
was busy at the time painting a big pla
card to be tacked on the hearse. It bore
the legend : "Buy your coffins at Simm's
over the Herald office." The assistant
editor cast his eye around and perceived
his chief, Care was set upon that wan
cheek and thunder clothed his brow. He
levelled his gun. The assistant did not
wait. With one wild and awful yell he
jumped from the steond story window,
and struck out for the golden shores of
the Pacific. But there is only one editor
now, and the clerk in the office has stand
ing orders to blow out the brains of any
ova who brings an obituary notice to that
office.
A Michigander sweetly contemplates
tons of honey which he has married the
past year.
The Spiritualist's motto : What's the
odic as long as you're raoy.
NO. 50.
Didn't Want a Minister.
Scene in a far Western State. A village
composed mostly of rade mining huts call
ed "houses," "cottages," "taverns," etc.,
eiough really they were but "shanties."—
An old man sick on his bed. A friend,
Governor J. W. Nye, seeing that his end
was close at hand, showed him many kind
attentions and endeavored to ease his suf
ferings in every passible way. One day,
when it was quite evident that the poor
patient could last only a few hours, the
Governor said to him: "It is undoubted
-y best that you should know the truth ;
you are a very sick man, end will in all
probability live but a short time. Are
your affairs in the condition that youshoted
wish to have them ? I should be-glad to
do anything for you, you know."
"Yes, they're all right."
"Wel', would you like me to write to
any of your folks East ?"
"Not now--after it is over."
"Wou.d you I.ke me to call in a minis
ter ?"
The sick man, by a great effort of will
over a we Lk and shattered body, drew
himself up in bed so as to be iu a sitting
posture, and sternly, unlit s:,berly and
earnestly said : "Why, Governor I What
should I want a minister for ? I never
voted the Democratic ticket in my life !"
Miscellaneous News Items.
An Indiana roostes catcher mice.
Tlie "Parepa Sausage-Cutter" is in the
market.
A Philadelphian w:11 soon supply Russia
wilh 500 locomotives.
Memphis claims to have succeeded Chi
cago as the divorce metropolis.
The American youth of tender age now
guzzle "Alexis Ginger Ale."
A Georg ia jury rendered a verdict of
"Guilty of voluntary manslaughter."
An Atlantic eleven-year-old shot and
killed a playfellow in a quarrei over a mud
pie.
And now the non-explosives have taken
to killing people without anybody touching
them.
Texans are now effecting linen coats. and
talking about the balminess of Indian Sum
mer.
Pittsburgh pliticians accuse one another
of making use of "skulduggery and shenan
igen."
At Charleston, S. C., those who applaud
a performer at the wrong place are liable
to arrest
The part of the column Vendome which
commemorated the victories over the Prus
sians cannot be found.
A vigorous Connecticut preacher actually
kicked his pulpit to pieces, and was With
difficulty fished out of the ruins.
These "immense estates" will soon be
come a drug in the market. Now a Detroit
er has leurued that he is heir to one in
Amsterdam.
An Indiana criminal wept copiously
when his term of imprisonment expimd
and the inhuman jailor thrust him out in
to the cold worla again.
The steamship Nina, from New York
for Cardiff, has bean abandoned at sea.
Her crew were saved by the steamship
Aleppo, from Boston, and landed at Liv
erpool.
At a fashionable Louisville party, a dis
pu:e between two gentlemen in regard to
dancing with a young lady, led to the pro
duction of pistols and many feminine
shrieks.
That unfortunate Californian, named
Ortez, has had to pay L itta K. Turner $7,-
500 for merely writing .ove letters to he .
She sued him fur breach of pr, mise and ol
tained that amount on her own emden e
merely, although no promise of marriage
was found in his letters.
Stec, News.
Small-pox is inc. e.ai ig in Fayette coun
ty.
Allentown is being supplied with new .
fire pugs.
The small-pox continues to spread in
Philadelphia.
Olive Logan is on a lecturing tour in
Clarion and Jefferson counties.
The Pottsville street railroad is to be
completed to Minersville this week.
The iron business at Sharysville is re
garded as being in a floursihmg and prom
ising condition.
Almost every city and borough in the
State has its home for friendless children,
wall sustained.
Cornwall ore banks, five miles south of
Lebanon, are the largest iron ore deposits
on the hemisphere.
Mille. Janausehek will make an early tour
through the prominent towns of Pennsyl
vania including Titusville and Meadville.
Theodore Tilton is said to have sent
several ladies of Tyrone to the roof top for
the purpose of holding interwiews with
Demosthenes. When the wind is from
the Alleg.hanies the interview must be bra
cing.
A servant girl was arrested on Saturday
last and lodged in Carlisle jail fur having
attempted to poison a family by the name
of Logan, with whom she was living, who
reside near Alierton, in Cumberland
county.
A School teacher at New Geneva,
Gieme county. was attacked one night
last week by some party, who knocked
him down with a club and beat him severe
ly, after which be retreated into a home
near by Soon after be started out again,
and was attacked and beaten a second timein
the Lune manner, but as before he suc
ceeded in making good his escape.
At an early hour Wednesday morning,
a man named Thomas Miley, aged about
twenty years, was run over and terribly
mangled by a freight train coming east
when near the round house at Harrisburg.
As soon as discovered he was properly
cared for, and at his request a Catholic
clergyman was sent for and attended him.
The unfortunate man died about three
hours after the accident.