Father Abraham. (Reading, Pa.) 1864-1873, June 12, 1868, Image 1

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care for him who shall have 102-ne the battle,:wd '.
" 'With malice towards none, with charity for ":;641*-
all, with firmness in the right, as God gives us
;I'.,' for his ovidon. and his orphan,. to do all which may
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to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work achieve and cherish a just and a lasting peace
we are in •to bind up the nations wounds ;to --' ..- - ,:4.-..:' . among ourselves and with all nations."-4. Z.
E. 11. RAUCH
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ties of the year /.968 vPeibrahri hid five
Saturdays; something , dist
cur again until 18.96. The following
mommy alp, have five Sundays : March,
y,_ August and . Itovember. There
will Ilse he Only twelve moons ; the usual
number being Thirteen.
20 00
Miss Ella Bond came home from her
walk one afternoon with a look of vexa
tion on her pretty face. She shut the
outer door with a little bang, and opened
the inner one with a decided jerk.
" Isn't It too bad, mamma?"
Then she paused abruptly as she saw
that her mother was not alone, and Mrs.
Bond said, hastily: " My dear, here
Ella's face cleared, and she came for
ward with a smile to welcome the hand
some and wealthy Mr. Tom Alton, who
had of late been her most devoted ad
mirer. Ile met her with a cordial_greet
ing, locking down at the bright brOwn
eyes very kindly, as he asked—
Bilk?" And *hat is it that is 6 tbo bad,' Miss
" Nothing very much—at least nothing
that you would care to hear about."
" I care about anything that interests
you," he said, gallantly. " May I not
hear what it was r"
"It's only Lay vexatious dressmaker."
And *hat has the provokiog creature
Lionel," asked Mr. Alton, with:4 gunuscd
" You may laugh," pouted Ella, "but
it really is very annoying when also. dis.
appoints me, as she says she must now.".
" Yes, poor Bella has been very . much
tried by her," saldißrtrttlitili, coming to
the moue; "bet Wink bit no**, my toter ,
" She says she can't .pamilbly have my
dress done for Mrs. Hoyt's ball."
" Not have it done?' qiedAlkii. Bond,
looking as much allnaYect
tile trouble about it, Asa
Ella?" asked Mr. Alto_u. " Can't balP
any Oilier;
as with it ?"
,no ! Quillinge are a kind of trimming; and, you see, my dress was to
have the skirt quite covered with
nate rows of pink and white tarleton
quilliugs —something like ruffles, you
know," she explained.
The Slf ;Chia I Cat.
There was a man named Ferguson,
Ile lived on Market street,
lie had a speckled Thomas cat
That couldn't well be Croat;
Ile'd catch mow rats and mice, and sich,
Than forty cats could eat.
This cat Nvould conic into the room
And climb upon a cheer,
And there he'd sit and lick hissell
And purr so awful queer
That Ferptsou would yell at him—
But still he'd purr severe.
And then he'd climb the moon-lit fence,
And loaf around and yowl,
And spit and claw another cat
Alongside of the jowl ;
And then they both would shake their tails,
And jump around and howl.
Oh, this here cat of Ferguson's
Was fearful then to see;
Ik'd yell precisely like he was
In awful agony ;
You'd think a first-class stomach-ache
Had struck some small baby.
And all the mothers in the street,
Waked by the horrid din,
Would rise right up and search their babes,
To find some worrying pin;
And still this vigorous eat would keep
A hollerin' like sin.
And as for Mr. Ferguson,
'Twas more than he could hear,
And so he hurled his boot jack out,
Right through the midnight air,
But this vociferous Thotnatt Cat?
Not one cent did he care.
For still he yoWled' and keprhis fur
A standing on an end,
And blot old spine a ilodlan'AjP
454, 6 4 T, allit Would bond,
Asi celiappliteas
Litd•Onlilb lunge depend..
Bat *bile ciirvin' on hitspine,
And within' to attack
A cat upon the other fence,
There came an awful crack ;
AMI this here 'Ailletieetrrigkias cat
Was busted in the back.
When Ferguson came dowil next day,
There lay his old feline,
And not a life was left in him,
Although he had full nine,
"All this here comes," said Furguson,
"Of curving of his spine."
Now all you men whose tender hearts
This painful tale does r*ek,
Just take this moral to yourselves,
All of you, white and black;
Don't ever go, like this here eat,
To gettin' up your baek.
How a Belle Lost a Husband.
" Pink and white ? You would be
very facinating in that. Perhaps it is as
well for the peace of mind of your friends
that the dress should not he done."
I want it t". wear, though," said
"Then you certainly ought to have it,"
Mr. Alton answered, as though he were
speaking to a spoiled child.
"But you see. Mr. Alton. it is a very
deal of work, and just at this season the
dressmakers are all so busy."
" Can't they hire extra laborers ?" sug
gested Mr. Alton.
" Not that are skilled in the business,"
said Mrs. Bond. " Now this trimming on
Ella's dress can only be done as we wish
it by one of Dutille's girls. -
" That's just it," said Ella. Madame
told me to-clay that Miss Johnson was ill."
"111! That is vexatious."
"I dare say she has been working very
hard," said Mr. Alton.
" Yes ; Dutille said she had been up
half the night for the last week, working
at the skirt, and now, when it is almost
clone, she must go and fall ill! I think
she might have waited another week be
fore she had her inconvenient illness."
Mr. Alton looked sharply at the pretty
face of the speaker, but the words were
spoken in earnest. There was no shadow
of softness on the rosy lips and the
bright brown eyes were 'hard and glitter
" You would rather have had her keep
on at all risks?" asked Mr. Alton.
Yes. If she had finished the dress I
should not have cared what happened
It is really very trying. No wonder
that dear Ella i 9 a little vexed," Mrs.
Bond hurried to say, for she caught a
look on Mr. Alton's face that frightened
her. Ella also took warning.
" I dare say, after all, the girl is only
shamming," she said, "It is holiday
times now, and Mete girl's often play ill
to g et r, Ihtcatiott."
But, if that is so, it's a shame you
should be disappointed about your dress.
Why don't you find out if this sewing
girl is really ill or not."
Ella: opened he eyes. " How can I?"
" Why go to her home, wherever it
may be."
Go to her home! Why, Mr. Alton,
it is probably in some wretched tenement
" Are you afraid to go there ?"
" Of course I am."
" Then I'll tell you what, I have found
something I can do for you. I will go
and find out about this delinquent, if you
will get me the address."
Oh, how kind you are 1 But it is
really not worth while ; besides, if she is
ill, it might be of some horrid fever."
"I am not afraid of that." lie smiling
ly replied, " and I should like to be able
to do this for you. But if the girl is ill,
I suppose nothing can be done ?"
" Oh, no, of course not, unless I can
coax Dutille to do the rest of the quilling
herself. But it is really too much trouble
to ask of you."
However, Mr. Alton insisted upon go
ing, and after some further talk, it was
agreed Miss Bond should get the address,
and then he would hunt up the seam
" I suppose he intends to offer her
something handsome to induce her to do
it." said Mrs. Bond, after he was gone.
"I think, Ella, you have him surely now.
It was almost like an accepted lover to
do this."
And the mother and daughter congrat
ulated themselves on their success ; for
about those things were almost at
the lest gasp with the. :Bonds. Mr. Bond
was trembling on the verge of bankrupt
cy, and the whole family were looking
forward to the hope of this wealthy mar
riage for Ella m a means of rescue from
otherwise hopeless embarrassments.
Meantime, Mr. Alton walked away
from tb.e house, thinking a good deal of
the young lady he had left. He admired
her on many accounts, Since his return
from Europe, he hadtbeen more attracted
By her than by any women he had met.
There was a brightness about her, a
sparkle in her manner; that pleased him,
and, wearied by long roving, he had very
nearly decided to propose to her, and so
settle for life ; but something in her man
her had jarred upon him. There was a
ardness in her tOtlpteeshe talked of
the poor ntiring*tri that elincked him.
Even when he RAMi thopreiltfiltii et
ing angel she had been to the sick and
poor l n the treighbbrhood ; but she had
doubtleus forgotten him long ago. He
had heard of her marriage when he was
in .Europe ;. the promise she had given
him when they, parted she bad broken,
but although he was free to ma now,
he felt, even when he was with E lla, that
he should take the step gather from a
sense of duty tlian from any ouch hope of
happiness as he had dreamed of when he
se a
once. ow
a minister-
in )9xisi
in illness—A,
stood under the chestnuts hi the moon
light with that fair girl by his side.
" May," he had whispered. then, " if
you will not be engaged to me, will you,
at least promise notl
to marry until re
And May had given him the pledge so
solemnly that he never doubted she
would keep it. However. that was all
past now, and it was folly for him to
think of it. Still, Ella Bond was a very
pretty girl, and would grace his handsome
home. So he went back to see her again,
and was very devoted in his manner, lin
gering long with her after he got the ad
dress he came for, yet parting with her,
after all, without the decisive word.
It does not come from the heart," he
i thought. "Is this surface tenderness all
I have to give, even to such a faelnating
creature as that ?"
Then he drove away to find the sewing
girl, as .he had promised. It was not very
far, after all, from Ella's own home—
only across an avenue or so. Mr.
Alton made his way through one of a
row of tenement houses, up all the
dingy staircases to the top floor and back
room, where he had been directed; but
he knocked twice at the door before a
feeble voice reached him that seemed to
authorize his entrance.
He bowed his tall head to go under the
low door way, and then found himself in
a small room neatly furnished, although
cheerless, because without a tire. The
sun was shining, however, and through
the one small window, which was opened
to admit the warmth and brightness, the
beams fell in 4 shower of glory on the
young girl a who lay on the low bed. She
turned in startled surprise at the sound
of the stranger's entrance ; then her blue
ern dilated - elth a look of intense hap
piness, and she, held out her thin arms
with a glesfery-4 1 Torn ! Tow have yen)
come at last !"
Mr. Alton sprang to her side. " May 1"
he said--" May 1" Then drew hack sud
denly, and added : " I had no thought of
finding you here, MrseClinton."
The light faded suddenly out of the
fair face, and the sweet lips trembled as
she faltered her answer : " Forgive me,
Mr. Alton. I had forgotten for a moo
ment how long it was since we met ; lit
I am not Mrs. Clinton."
" You are May Johnson, yet !" he ex
I " Surely."
! - But I heard you were married so
long ago." .
' 'No ; that was my cousin, Mary John
son, who married Mr. Fred. Clinton."
! - And you have been true all this
time ? Oh, May 1 May!—my love—my
! own !—found at last I" And the pale
face was gathered so close to his own
that a faint color came back to the thin
! cheeks iu response to the ardent caress.
For a time, there was not much con
nected conversation between these two,
re-united so strangely ; but, at last, May
told her story. It was one that has often
happened in this country. Mr. Johnson
had died, leaving his only child heir Ap
nothing but some encumbered propertTy.
After a settlement had been made of his
seemingly prosperous business, May had
found herself utterly without income.
Then began the weary struggle to earn
her own living. She would not accept a
home of dependence offered her by some
distant relative, but came to the great
city, where she had found employment,
after many failures, in the dressmaking
establishment of Madame Dutille. There
she had toiled early and late, until the
unwonted exertion had broken her down,
and within the last few days she had
been really ill. Mr. Alton almost hated
Ella Bond, as he noticed on the table a
pile of pink and white tarleton, and knew
that it was the work on that which had
been the last cause of May's illness.
Before he left her that day, however,
May was much better. It was solitude
and unhappiness almost as much as poor
food and hard work that made her ill ;
and the sudden change in her whole life
that had come to her, the unlooked for
joy, gave her renewed vigor, enabling
her to rally against the fever that had
threatened. She showed her gratitude
for the kind care Mr. Alton lavished on
her by a speedy recovery. In a few days
she was well enough to leave her humble
home for more suitable rooms, and in a
fortnight she was so well that one bright
morning she drove to a quiet up-town
ch with litri V hay tifflheWiliere t i w
-best e!"
a 14 ,the he Rreae or a, fe Ida
. : . . . -
I : MU Beatilirldf Issle her dress
.. 4 16 Mow Royt's ball; but she
never imagined when she was shocked
'almost into a fainting fit by receiving
cards announcin - Mr. Alton's marriage,
that " Miss May Johnson,"
now his hap
py bride, had anything to do with her
JEFFERSON DAVIS' trial has been again
postponed until October. As during that
mouth the country will be in the very
heat of the Presidental canvass, it is
hardly to be expected that either judges
will be found to hear or counsel to argue
this case, delayed already until it has lost
all interest. Mr. Davis will, in all pro
bability, be transferred as a legacy to the
incoming Administration.
A Baby's Soliloquy.
1 lam here. And, if this is what they
I call the world, I don't think much of it.
It's a very flannelly world, and smells of
paregoric awfully. It's a dreadfully
light world, too, and makes me blink, I
tell you. And I don't know what to do
with my hands; I think I'll dig my fists
in my eyes.
,No, I won't. scrabble
at the corner of my blanket and chew it
up, and then I'll holler;
whatever hap
,' pens, I'll holler. And the more pare
goric they give ins the louder I'll yell.
That old nurse puts the spoon in the cor
ner of my mouth in a very uneasy way,
and keeps tasting my milk herself all the
while. She spilled snuff in it last night,
and, when I hollered, she trotted me.
That comes from being a two days' old
baby. Never mind, when I'm a man,
I'll pay her back good. There's a pin
sticking in me now, and if I say a word
about it I'll be trotted or fed, and I
would rather have catnip tea. I'll tell
You who I am. I found out to-day. I
heard folks say, " Husk don't wake up
Emmeline's baby." That's me. I'm
" Emmeline's baby," and I suppose that
pretty, white fkced woman over on the
pillow is Emmeline.
No, I was mistaken, for a chap was in
here, just now and wanted to see Bob's
baby, and looked at me and said I " was
a. funny little toad, and looked ,just like
Bob." He smelt of cigars, and I'm not
used to them. I wonder who else I be
long to. Yes, there* seethe? one—
that's " Ganma." Emmeline told me,
and then she took me up and held me
against her soft cheek and said, " It was
Ganma's baby, so it was." I declare I
do not know who I belon to ; but I'll
holler, and, may be, I'll fin d out.
There comes AMOY .wit catnip tea.
The idea of giting babies catnip tea
when they are crying for information!
I'm going to sleep. I wonder if I don't
look pretty red in the face ? I wonder
why my hands won't go where I want
them to. . -
Grant as a Cadet.
A story is told of Grant during his ca
det life which is worth repeating, as it is
characteristic of the man. The persecu
tiouglof his seniors were very annoying
to him, and Grant, believing them no lon
ger tolerable, had made up his mind to
fight. One day when the company was
on mock parade, the Captain put some
insult 'Upon him, when. Grant stopped
suddanly out of the ranks, pulled of his
jacket, and said:
Now, Captain, if you are as good a
man as I am, pull off your coat and fight
The Captain doffed his jacket and at it
they went; Grant was the smallest of
the two, but he got the Captain down
and pummeled him until he cried enough.
Row," said Grant, going up to the
lieutenant, " you have been imposing on
me, too, and I want a settlement with
Such a challenge was not to be de
clined, and the lieutenant pitched into
him, but Grant knocked him down and
thrashed him soundly, and then turning
to the company, said: " Who comes next P
I want peace and I am going to have it
if I have got to lick the whole company."
At this his comrades set up a shout,
and the Captain coming up to him said:
" You'll do ; I guess they won't bother
you any more, Grant.' . '
For a longtime after this occurrence
Grant was known at the Point as " Com
pany Grant." The plucky little fellow
had rid himself of his tormentors, the
boys never afterward attempting to put
any of their jokes on him.
THE economy plank in the Republican
platform finds a tit representative in Grant.
During the brief time he was in charge of
the War Department, be reduced the ex
penses of the department twelve millions
of dollars. When elected to the Presi
dency his system of retrenchment will of
itself greatly lessen taxes.
The statesman-warrior, moderate, resolute,
Whole in himself, q °ominous good ;
Our greatest, ycl, with Bastetucis
Great in co unM Via *tar, •
Fesemust t
Iteatur:; - 40Pse ,
And, as tbe greatest are,
In his simpfkity sublime."
Colfax !—well chosen to preside
O'er Freemen's Congress, and to guide,
As one who holds the reigns of fate,
The current of Its great debate ;
Prompted by one too wise and good,
And fair, withal, to be withstood
Here, from our Northern river banks,
For all the patience Wbieh was borne
The weary toot of Bunkum's horn,
The hissing of the Copperhead,
And folly dropping wrialdi of lead f
Still wisely ready when the scale
Hangs poised to make the right prevail,
Still foremost, though Secession's head
Be crushed, withtseeniful heel to tread
The life out from km writhing tail !
As wise, thin, faithful to the end
God keep thee, prays thy sincere friend..
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